<?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-20505716</id><updated>2011-11-14T14:35:56.775-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My thoughts......</title><subtitle type='html'>Life is full of SURPRISES and OPPORTUNITIES, make the most of what God has BLESSED you with. Behind the door that you seek, is a DISCOVERY of a lifetime.  "Seek ye first, the Kingdom of God"..."Ask and it shall be given unto you".</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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>208</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20505716.post-1370862358327567435</id><published>2010-01-02T15:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T16:10:22.841-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays 2009</title><content type='html'>Wow, Christmas is over and so has the New Year...time has really flown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum it up, I spent a lot of time baking for and during Christmas for my family's home Church, my Church and various gatherings family gatherings on my side and Bf's side.  It was fun spending time with everyone and just catching up on everyone's lives...at least attempting to. Had a drop-in/Dinner gathering during the holidays and it's neat to see about 20 people come from various places, Toronto, Sauga, Stoney Creek, Hamilton, etc...some playing Taboo and some playing bumper cars on the wii...yes, we like to drive off the roof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year's Eve was fun...lots of great appetizers and great friends. The countdown was a bit messed up, 3.2.1., Happy New Year!  All toasted in the New year, 2010, and happy that I spent it w/ my boyfriend and our friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more details, you'll just have to ask:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-1370862358327567435?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/1370862358327567435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=1370862358327567435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/1370862358327567435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/1370862358327567435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2010/01/holidays-2009.html' title='Holidays 2009'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-2515212133600155802</id><published>2009-10-01T17:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T17:52:30.949-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Special Surprise</title><content type='html'>Wow, I can't believe it's October 1st...where did September go?  It was only a few days ago that I celebrated my biggest surprise ever.  Showered with a splendid dinner, surprised by my friends who were there, receiving roses, receiving mixed flowers, pooh bear, mathematical bday card, among other things, oh and a journal.  I really don't know what to say...except that I'm speechless, surprised, and really blushing. I can't believe how much effort went into this, i was touched...I didn't know to hug or cry, it was an unforgettable day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny, I have so much to share, in the excitement, but it's so personal and thoughtful, that sometimes it's better just to be remembered between us. The smiles, the laughter, our expressions, emotions, may never be caught on film but will be captured in our hearts, in our minds. I'll remember being somewhat blindfolded and being led into the restaurant, to open my eyes and find my friends there=) The excitement, not too sure what to expect or who I will see...you guys really surprised me well. I still find I'm naive and gullible...which sometimes can be a flaw of mine.  Sometimes I'm too excited or surprised, that I don't know how to react because I can't believe it's really happening...b/c I'm too happy=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-2515212133600155802?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/2515212133600155802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=2515212133600155802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/2515212133600155802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/2515212133600155802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-special-surprise.html' title='My Special Surprise'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-8347678574154496654</id><published>2009-07-23T22:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T23:01:28.639-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Prep for  Emmanuel Retreat</title><content type='html'>Well it's been a lot of planning this past week, lots of txting back and forth, and effective communication...haha. We may disagree, but in the end, it works out in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(me): I was sharing with someone earlier tonight, what if I get stung by something or I end up in the hospital, you'll come and visit me right?  (Response:) I'll be the first one there to visit you.&lt;br /&gt;It was one of those awwwwwwwww moments. Made me feel better of course, who wouldn't right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm prepared for this trip, although I haven't started to pack yet and it's 1am now. Yes, i know I'm only staying one night, but still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying for a nicer weekend than forecasted. Rain or shine, we will have a good time, bonding together, doing devotions, the sharing and doing bible study together.Pray for safety as we have four cars driving up (me included) all leaving near or during rush hour too.  Pray that our friendships grow as we share with one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll blog once I return...I got a lot accomplished tonight, had a mini meeting w/ my marketing group for the assignment due. Also came back to my computer after 10minutes of putting a cooler together (yes, this one has things to put together) and 10 windows of msn messages pop up, wow...didn't think I was gone that long and this was close to midnight too. Interesting, haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-8347678574154496654?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/8347678574154496654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=8347678574154496654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/8347678574154496654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/8347678574154496654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2009/07/prep-for-emmanuel-retreat.html' title='Prep for  Emmanuel Retreat'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-1237871646574874150</id><published>2009-06-28T23:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T23:34:04.863-06:00</updated><title type='text'>End of June already - East meets  West</title><content type='html'>I really can't believe June has already come to an end...time really flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brief Synopsis:&lt;br /&gt;* Moved office spaces twice, now trying to settle in and unpack&lt;br /&gt;* Wrote TX1 Exam&lt;br /&gt;* Baked like no tomorrow (Cinnabons, Cheesecakes, tarts, pinwheels)&lt;br /&gt;* Did preliminary menu for a wedding in October (the dessert part of it), my team, etc...&lt;br /&gt;* Hosted a BBQ with friends, and met new friends (East meets West, and North meets South), glad to see my Markham/BB/Sauga Friends.&lt;br /&gt;* Played wii (realize I don't excel in Bomberman, but I do in Raeman Rabbits when it involves slapping something or other) **hidden meaning?**&lt;br /&gt;*" You get teased of course all in good fun, b/c you are well loved" end of quote.&lt;br /&gt;* the Bonnie scent = smell of smoke coming from a BBQ, hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;* I have friends coming to Church in Sauga from Markham&lt;br /&gt;* I've been told that I may be swept off to  Markham, I guess is a nicer way of saying instead of being kidnapped. So far, all my defences have been penetrable except one or two that someone has yet to figure out, muhahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;* Getting ready to pack for JMC, five days of conferences (yes I'll be working too, have my laptop with me and work phone and my textbook)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-1237871646574874150?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/1237871646574874150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=1237871646574874150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/1237871646574874150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/1237871646574874150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2009/06/end-of-june-already-east-meets-west.html' title='End of June already - East meets  West'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-4284781893673491272</id><published>2009-06-20T12:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T13:00:28.085-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My first Case Study in MM1</title><content type='html'>So most of us started the Marketing Management Course late, since we were all writing exams the same week. So this week, we had four assignments do, which, one of them was the 2000 word paper. Of course, I dreaded it...I didn't want to write first one. There's like a total of nine or 10 I think for this course, "cases" that require 2000 word paper and I'm doing two of them. It just drains the energy out of you writing the case studies...No matter how much coffee/green tea I drink, sometimes I think it's the pressure to finish writing it that is my motivation to stay up. Of course, the coffee/tea helps. Bad side, is that it'll take a few days for my body to catch up on sleep. My sleeping pattern is quite messed up. I was doing so well going to sleep around 11/11:30, but this week it's been 1 or or 3am.  Hopefully, it will go back to normal soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I also spent time knowing my online group too. I have 5 members in the GTA and two from New Brunswick, so it is a challenge to work together with different time zones and really never fully met except online. Although, we do communicate via cell phones as well, I think, as a group we're making progress. I praise God that He gave me the gift of connecting with people. Being the glue to hold this group together:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's Saturday, gonna go chill w/ my MAC Eng...buddies, well some are some aren't. It's a good mix, old friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-4284781893673491272?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/4284781893673491272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=4284781893673491272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/4284781893673491272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/4284781893673491272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-first-case-study-in-mm1.html' title='My first Case Study in MM1'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-3519484312903724668</id><published>2009-06-12T22:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T22:44:29.166-06:00</updated><title type='text'>God provides opportunities...</title><content type='html'>Well, it's been tough at work lately, so today, a lot of the upper management were gone on site I think in the afternoon, so it gave me some time to think.  Actually, I was pulled into a meeting this morning, unexpectedly, so that took up an hour of my time, which made me somewhat skip lunch. Rather a Site Manager came to visit me and we chatted for a good half hour. Something that I don't like to do in the office, b/c it shows I'm not as productive...but technically this was during "lunch" hour. So Ron comes in and sits in my spare chair, guest chair(I really should get rid of it) and we're talking about phone plans and travelling, somehow the topic got to my mission trip to Nicarauga last year. So I shared with him my experiences, not knowing if he's a Christian or not, but it just kinda happened. Anyways, he asked me if I would go back, I said probably, but not right now. Too much going on at both work, school, and personal life. Somehow we got onto the topic of faith, and the bible, and about how the birds do not worry but why do I worry? From the book of Matthew...Well that was something I shared, yet b/c I'm human and a sinner, not perfect, to some extent I still do. Romans 3:23, "For all have fall short of the glory of God." Sometimes it's easier said than done, and he asked me, does that mean my faith isn't strong enough? There are times/moments that I worry about things, job, economy and whatnot, and times that I don't...I wasn't sure how to answer...but he said he'd like to chat about it some other time. So I'm like Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-3519484312903724668?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/3519484312903724668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=3519484312903724668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/3519484312903724668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/3519484312903724668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2009/06/god-provides-opportunities.html' title='God provides opportunities...'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-245614998227879139</id><published>2009-06-07T17:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T17:11:16.975-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday First weekend of June</title><content type='html'>Well, let's see...I've never seen snack size NY Cheesecake disappear that fast before...it was yummy though. My mom was pleased at how it turned out she wants me to make it for Hamilton next week. I do enjoy baking and serving so I don't mind. It brings out the creative side and what I can do:)  I must have been really tired though, by the time I came home this afternoon, ate some lunch, and napped. I thought several hours went by but only 45minutes did before I was woken up. Long story short, she has to see a dentist in the morning. Thank you for the prayers, in a time of need, thank you for showing support and concern, means a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to studying, two days away before the exam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-245614998227879139?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/245614998227879139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=245614998227879139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/245614998227879139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/245614998227879139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2009/06/sunday-first-weekend-of-june.html' title='Sunday First weekend of June'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-9199925837446911715</id><published>2009-06-06T17:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T17:18:46.268-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What have I done this week?</title><content type='html'>Let's see.... It's now Saturday evening and yes at home blogging...not because I don't have a life, which I do but my exam is on  Wednesday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Worked on a lot of reports and approving invoices - Went to the gym and did the Body Combat/kick boxing class w/ friends:) - Checking on last minute deals/quality of appliances for a friend's condo (becomes easier as I do more homes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Continued on reports... Started to study for exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Looking over the Corp. Phone plans and more reports... - did a 30min jog on the treadmill @ Goodlife:)...spent time w/ mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Good/bad day at work, depends when you asked me... - Did a bit of MSN, and 3hours of studying (more than I've done all week in one sitting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Meeting w/ VP, went ok - bought lots of fruits for baking on saturday/sunday - found out my first module assignments are due next week:( My Tax exam and my Marketing MGMT course overlap by one week. I tend to get really stress under these deadlines...sometimes emotional. Rather the word is overwelmed. Not too sure what to do first, besides PANIC. The Website is down so I can't look at my assignment and see my team's responses. So if you're into Marketing, please help me:) Talked to a couple friends, prayed with one another...wrote an encouraging graduation note to one of my sisters in Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Woke up at 8:00am went to Goodlife and did 1.5hours...weighed myself - happy at the result so far [5lbs less], I'm on the right track.  Bought some more Strawberries and blueberries...this can be bad b/c 1/3 of my fridge is now full of strawberries. So what do I do? I go on a baking frenzy and made for the first time mini New York style Cheesecakes w/ strawberry. Yes, baking does calm me down, helps me relax and focus. So for tomorrow's Coffee Corner after our English Service, there will be Mini NY Cheesecake w/ strawberies, Strawberry Fruit tarts and mini butter croissants baked fresh:) Everything, is mini or "Bite size" since it's meant to feed 60-80ish.  Hope everyone enjoys it:) Will post the pics on FB.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-9199925837446911715?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/9199925837446911715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=9199925837446911715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/9199925837446911715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/9199925837446911715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-have-i-done-this-week.html' title='What have I done this week?'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-8277173596994680927</id><published>2009-05-27T18:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T18:44:18.287-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to Journal weekly if not daily...</title><content type='html'>So this is my goal...after talking with a friend lately how important it is keep a journal, not only to reflect what has gone on in my life but also to look back as I move forward in life, I can see how far I've come. I had kept a journal while I was preparing for my Short-Term Mission last spring and while I was there as well. It was good to look back on the obstacles, challenges placed before me and the memories that last a lifetime. Even though it has been a year, when I looked back at the videos recently while visiting a friend, it came all back to me. I'm thankful that I kept that journal and the videos/pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes there are feelings, emotions of joy or sadness that I can't share with anyone, except for God, for He knows all...so it's good to write it down and be able to read it again. There are times that I can share everything w/ those closest to me, for I know I'm not alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to say, thank you keke...for the talk on keeping a journal that night...I will try to keep an electronic journal this time...for my own growth...life passed by really fast lately and I want to make sure I capture the moments...both good and bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-8277173596994680927?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/8277173596994680927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=8277173596994680927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/8277173596994680927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/8277173596994680927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2009/05/trying-to-journal-weekly-if-not-daily.html' title='Trying to Journal weekly if not daily...'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-6061632244284250423</id><published>2009-05-22T19:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T19:54:22.557-06:00</updated><title type='text'>May 2009...what a month!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;May 2009 has been a crazy month...Time has come and gone and I feel like, where was I? So much has happened good and bad of course, and only a small handful only know what really happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Something I realized is that how blessed I am to be surrounded by truly great friends. When I was tired, a friend said, i don't think you should be driving...at that moment, I thought, how tired am I? Was it possible that just doing so much that perhaps, my body was really tired? Perhaps, I needed an extra cup of caffeine? LOL...I shouldn't be tired as I only got a haircut in Markham, bbtea w/ friends, sushi@ Ten Ichi, and a movie. Anyways, I am truly blessed to have a friend to tell me, please don't drive...I'm concerned...stay over and rest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've also hosted my first BBQ of the year, with friends from fellowship both the English speaking and the Chinese. We all had good food and sang K. My house was just a bit packed, although managed the parking quite well. I'm glad everyone had  a good time:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last part of the month, well it's been a very difficult time. I can't really comment or say what has happened, but I am truly thankful when I was down, that the Lord provided comfort. When things were uncertain, He was there every step of the way. I will always be forever grateful for the friends God has put in my life, for that exact moment, I realized why we met. There are friends that will be there in the good times...but the ones that can sense/know/comfort when I am down are those I hold close to my heart...for they are the ones that will walk alongside me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-6061632244284250423?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/6061632244284250423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=6061632244284250423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/6061632244284250423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/6061632244284250423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2009/05/may-2009what-month.html' title='May 2009...what a month!!'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-2525135829242944205</id><published>2009-05-22T19:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T19:35:16.232-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Month of April in one scoop.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wow, April 2009, went by at the blink of an eye. I remember talking to a friend about how stressful it has been these past few months and he had suggested I go on a vacation, even if it's a weekend get away. So when the opportunity came, my friends and i went to Washington, DC for the Easter long weekend. For me this is very spontaneous...I haven't travelled out of the country since my mission trip to Nicaragua. None the less, I enjoyed my time in Washington, though it was very brief. Saw a few museums, went out to a nice place for dinner Saturday night, called Acadia. Hotel was very nice, and hospitable...and also got a couple good workouts at the hotel. I enjoyed the company of my friends and just being able to chill and relax...only downside, got quite the number of phone calls from Canada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On another weekend, a friend of mine suggested I go up for a visit up in Bracebridge, and since I've never been up north, it'd be a good weekend getaway for me. I will admit I was afraid at first since I've never driven up north, less alone 2hrs 17min. I did enjoy the scenery on my way up and no, I did not hit any animals. The first night I arrived, it was very sunny and warm. Dropped off some stuff at the construction site and went over to the High School. The highlights of the weekend to make this reading a bit shorter is the wonderful waterfalls up here in Bracebridge. The trails are nice and everyone is very friendly, reminds me of Burlington. Marty's cafe has really great Butter tarts, no joke:) A bit pricey, but really good. They even have fresh flowers placed at every table, very cozy. It was really weird weather though, it rained and stopped, then downpoured. Luckily, it downpoured while we were inside the cafe, so we tried to wait out the storm. Helped make dinner "Tom yum soup" very delicious, it was my first time making it and eating it. It was the most relaxing weekend I've had in a very long time...just cooking, eating together, watching tv, relaxing, napping at the waterfalls, it was just breathless. Their church was very friendly also...I don't remember the name of it, except it was a Pentecostal Church. I still remember some of the people I met that day. I'm glad I went up to BB and hopefully will have the opportunity to go back in the fall when the leaves turn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-2525135829242944205?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/2525135829242944205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=2525135829242944205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/2525135829242944205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/2525135829242944205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2009/05/month-of-april-in-one-scoop.html' title='Month of April in one scoop.'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-6894232596945410194</id><published>2009-03-29T19:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T19:54:45.154-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bible Verse I wanted to share...</title><content type='html'>It says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are my friends if you do what I command. I no longer call you sevants, because a servant does not know his master's business. Instead I call you my friends, for everything that I learned from my Father, I have made known to you. You did not choose me, but I chose you and appointed you to go bear fruit-fruit that will last.  Then the Father will give you whatever you ask in my name."  ~ John 15:14-16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like this verse, very personal, a relationship between myelf and God. Althougth, He is mighty and powerful, majestic, He calls us His friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-6894232596945410194?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/6894232596945410194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=6894232596945410194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/6894232596945410194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/6894232596945410194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2009/03/bible-verse-i-wanted-to-share.html' title='Bible Verse I wanted to share...'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-9029846494375201079</id><published>2009-03-09T21:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T21:46:58.292-06:00</updated><title type='text'>God Answers Prayers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's been a very long time since I've posted, but there's been good and bad things that have happenend since I've last posted. Let's just focus on the current though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;God answers prayers. Lately, it seems that I have been very distracted with exam preparations that I've put aside all those that I care about, my family and friends. Two of my friends recently have been going through a lot with their fathers being ill and in the hospital. When they shared their respective news to me, I immediately prayed for them and their families. I truly believe that God answers prayers and comforts all of us when we are struggling. I found that while I was working I'd be thinking about my friend's and their families and how they were all doing. It is a difficult time, when you are not sure what's happening in the ICU and just want to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I'm happy to report that both of these families I have mentioned are doing better.  Miracles still happen everyday...no matter how small it is, you only need to open your eyes and see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-9029846494375201079?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/9029846494375201079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=9029846494375201079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/9029846494375201079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/9029846494375201079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2009/03/god-answers-prayers.html' title='God Answers Prayers...'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-3341155292048970846</id><published>2008-07-20T20:09:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T20:50:10.499-06:00</updated><title type='text'>July 11-13th weekend</title><content type='html'>Let's see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Went to my friend Many's Bday party. Thanks Chanthan for organizing. I showed up a bit late at Philthy's...but I had already eaten, but there's always room for appetizers and tea. Then the celebrations continued by watching "Wanted", it was that or "Hancock"...ok so I think it was James or Charles that wanted to see Hancock instead but ah well, there were only 24 seats left for Hancock and it was all front seat so it was a noooooooo... Since there was an hour in between, we were to William's Pub for tea and coffee while we waited for the movie to start.&lt;br /&gt;It was a good evening to see old friends after all, a couple of friends that I've seen a few times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Had a meeting for visitation ministry that I am involved in and then spent time w/ mom by shopping at T&amp;amp;T and just cooking for her and eating at home. Yes, it's a rare occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: Was the busiest day since Friday. I saw my friend and sister Tania RSVP to a nic4 reunion as unable to attend b/c she was in Brampton. When I saw that I called her immediately to see where in Brampton that I could give her a ride also. So I drove her to MCAC and she really enjoyed it. She asked numerous questions in Sunday School on the book of Romans, which is great to see. When she was asked about MCAC, she really enjoyed Sunday School, almost like she didn't want to leave, haha, and this was 1pm. Thanks to Pat, Felix, and everyone else for making her feel welcome...she also found one thing about me, she didn't know...I go salsa dancing, hahaha... After lunch w/ Zoe and Pat, we took off to Richmond Hill for bowling. I invited a few friends to join as well, so it was fun. I get teased but it was all in good fun. I found bowling was not my forte, but overall fun. After a round of bowling at Worldbowl, the gang and i went to Destiny's Bubble tea on Finch, nice nice place. We all had the nice comfy couch and i ordered the "Mango mix" oh sooooooooooo yummy, but I split w/ Tania. Ryan had the mocha mix, looked soooooo good. Grace had this green apple drink I think, w/ jelly, yummmmmmy. Surprisingly I ordered a Green Tea mix and Keith liked it, haha...&lt;br /&gt;After a round at Destiny's most of us went to Ten Ichi Sushi Restaurant in Scarborough. Must say, it was fabulous. I think it is one of the better ones as it has a wide variety...I think i want to go there for my birthday this year. The Koebe beef was excellent, short ribs were yummy, tuna excellent....oh and the dragon roll over a mango sauce, I'm going to druel soon... It was Nic4/Nic5 reunion/discuss fundraising ideas. So thanks to Mike for coming out, just listening and then just catching up...discussing on topics also the social economic condition in Toronto. The mixed income social housing project, poverty in Toronto, missions, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, a ***** 5 star day=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-3341155292048970846?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/3341155292048970846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=3341155292048970846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/3341155292048970846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/3341155292048970846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2008/07/july-11-13th-weekend.html' title='July 11-13th weekend'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-3414936991439751392</id><published>2008-07-05T11:05:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T11:23:36.168-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Weekend</title><content type='html'>Sooooooo my plans changed...I didn't end up going to Boston. I do have some regrets not going, but I did have a good time here in the surrounding GTA area as well. So what did I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Went to an Irish Pub to celebrate Nikki's Bday, and Elaine's engagement. It was also just an evening to just hang out, to chill and catch up w/ each other. I'm happy for my friends as they prepare for their respective weddings next year...time will fly, among other changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: Made a cake for Sunday School snacks, I must say I enjoyed making the chocolate fans rather than the cake itself. Just melting chocolate and creating my own designs is fun. My mom came w/ me to MCAC so after, one of my friends drove me to SQ1 to meet her there. There was a little "AyAyAy! luncheon" which we enjoyed the good times from the concert. I spent time w/ my family tonight, watched a movie at home and had T&amp;amp;T for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Last minute planning, and had a BBQ at my house tonight, sent out email the night before. It was suppose to be a games night at my friend's place in Etobicoke, but plans change and one of my friends suggested my place. So BBQ at my place...My brother prepared sushi, pasta, and I made crepes...we also had burgers and hotdogs...and the food wasn't burnt. It was nicely cooked. Great chefs helping out. It was an evening of Wii night in the basement (wii Tennis, etc) and Xbox360 on the main floor (Rockband). It was great to just see friends from all over coming(mostly Emmanuel), from Sauga, Brampton, Hamilton and Richmond Hill. Just seeing people connect, having fun, laughing together, now that's a great party. Party finally ended closer to 2am, luckily it was a long weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Went to Markham with my family to Pmall, and then went to KBBQ at Commercegate. Found out I only eat Beef, Beef ribs, Chicken, Salmon, and KimChi...and planned along w/ Marc a last minute fireworks, thankfully he sent an email out. I forgot that I don't have unlimited airtime during the day. So a few of us got together and went to BBTea at Oasis (a bit slow, but less noise) and went to see the fireworks at CityCentre...not realizing traffic was backed up to the eyes can see, but we had to park at the Coliseum and watch from there. Ottawa has better fireworks though, but then that was $100K. It was pretty cold that night, so it took me like 2hours to drink my Mango Slush... Overall, a fun night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-3414936991439751392?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/3414936991439751392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=3414936991439751392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/3414936991439751392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/3414936991439751392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2008/07/long-weekend.html' title='Long Weekend'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-6791694768152785299</id><published>2008-06-27T21:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T21:57:25.567-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Spiritual Gifts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Two weeks ago we did a Spiritual Gifts survey and i realized how mine had changed...how mine reflect who I am today...My top three from highest to lowest: Hospitality, Missionary, and Encouragment. This has been confirmed by various people as well, I really do like bringing people together, meeting new friends, taking care of my brothers and sisters, whether it be cooking for friends, an email, or a phone call. Next, my Missionary experience....most of you know, I was on a trip to Nicaragua and how it changed my life, the things i experienced, witnessed, the heartbreaking moments...and the need that there needs to be more people doing missionary work whether locally or overseas.  Last, but not least Encouragement.  Cheering a friend up, being there supporting him or her through prayer, talking, and just hanging out. Supporting him or her in their decision and just being there for him or her when the time is right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-6791694768152785299?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/6791694768152785299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=6791694768152785299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/6791694768152785299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/6791694768152785299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-spiritual-gifts.html' title='My Spiritual Gifts'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-5857374383303214197</id><published>2008-06-23T19:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T21:39:48.081-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Great weekend</title><content type='html'>Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was our Church's Johnny Jaurez concert, I was soooooo happy 274 people came that night. The friends I invited plus one of Eric's friend's Jarom also came from Waterloo, so that was awesome. Si came in from Scarborough, York, , Jon(Hamilton), Emily came technically from Burlington since they were over for the afternoon. So I treated my friends out for dinner before the concert, nothing too fancy...but a good time to get to know friends before the concert started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;York and Jon are like 'best of friends' from the start...York is like, 'I like him'...great personality and the two chat like no tomorrow, lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert itself was amazing...I was ushering at first so when the concert started, Johnny Jaurez was singing and I noticed patches of the crowd from all over started to just stand and dance and praise God freely. Not the typical chinese, just sit and stare...so i was happy, joyous to be able to witness that. Unfortuantely we all couldn't fit in a row so some of the guys had to sit a couple rows behind us. We were trying to seat 13 or 15 in one row:( Kelly, Emily, Si, saved me a seat, while Jon, Dave, and Ron also were in the seats next to us all....it was great to meet new friends, further the fellowship w/ the exisiting members as well. The music was just great, and I also found out that the guitarist Gonsalves, was from Nicarauga as well. As soon as I heard that I had to meet him and his family. I told him that I was just there a couple months ago, and we exchanged emails b/c he wanted to help serve/teach Nicaragua Mission's team5 Spanish for free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the concert, and putting away the chairs we proceeded to go to BBtea at Oasis...it will most likely be the new hang out place instead of BR. Everyone liked it and we had lots of room, very cozy and rpviate. Originally it was 15 of us but it kept expanding...If I recall, Kelly C, Jarom, me, Dan T, Cliff, Dave, Marc, Emily C, York, Eric, Dan, Jon, Ron, Alan, Margaret, Jason L, Bonnie K, Angelica, Malina, etc...it was great to chat to everyone and just hang out. Very relaxing, we had the whole place to ourselves more or less, on a saturday night. Emily has the pics, so hopefully she'll post soon. More or less, we closed the place down, we left around 1:40am. Eventually I kicked ourselves out b/c most of us had Church in a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: Church service, followed by pho, followed by hiking at Riverwood park in the rain...thank goodness for umbrellas...yes both M and I were wearing heels, but we survived. We also got to know Venus better as we went hiking...After that, the three of us went to see "Get Smart", it was pretty good and funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantastic weekend over all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-5857374383303214197?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/5857374383303214197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=5857374383303214197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/5857374383303214197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/5857374383303214197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2008/06/great-weekend.html' title='Great weekend'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-1976271536681067748</id><published>2008-06-14T08:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T12:27:01.124-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Nicaragua Experience-My Memories</title><content type='html'>It's been almost three months that I've been back from Nicaragua now...when I think back, it seemed so long ago, almost like a dream. Did it happen? Why does it seem so long ago? I was talking to a good friend early this morning around 1 and I kind of thought, it really seemed so long ago. I'm afriad I'll forget the people or the things I've done, etc...Then I realized a few days ago, while driving in the hot, humid weather, I was thinking of Jose. One of my students at Verbo school, and a close friend that I got to know while I was there. Both Serena(buddy) and I got to know Jose, who's 9 years old pretty quickly. I'll always remember him as the kid who came up introduced himself, asked me sit on the bench and teach me social studies in Spanish. He always had this warm smile and very pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That next afternoon, after going to Verbo, we (some of our team) went to the Esperenza aka the landfill, the garbage dump to hand out food packages, to pray with the families and hear their stories. A lot of these families collect tin/aluminum cans for money, I think it was 3Lbs for $0.25 or finding things they can eat or use in their homes. Some of the families living in this area, had homes that were tin sheds if even that. At that moment, I was thinking "World Vision" commercial. It's a lot different watching something on TV than being there first hand, taking in the smell, the sights, the noise. At first, i thought if it smelled like Toronto on a bad smoggy day, I may be sick, but it wasn't that kind of smell. At least I didn't find it unbearable. The only thing that hurt me the most was seeing Jose and his family living there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't tell b/c at school he had this nice, crisp white uniform (he's sponsored) and this smile on his face. It really hit both me and Serena hard, b/c it wasn't just another area we were visiting and getting to know the families, it was already someone we knew and befriended. It was more personal now. At first i did not recognize him outside of his school clothes so I'll never forget what he said,&lt;br /&gt;Jose: Bonnie, Bonnie (poking me) do you remember me?&lt;br /&gt;Bonnie: (Smile but puzzled)&lt;br /&gt;Jose: It's me, Jose&lt;br /&gt;Bonnie: Hey Jose, how are you? (in spanish)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It broke my heart that I couldn't recognize him outside of his uniform and that he was begging/pleading for the food bag I had in my hand. As part of the rules, we were only to give the foodpacks when Pastor Ed told us to, since he knew who were the neediest of the needy. I told him right away to go to PAstor Ed, run through the crowds and tell him your family needs one. There were only two reamining packs left, and one was in my hand. I prayed and I prayed, God, please give Jose's family a food pack. I would be devastated if they didn't get one. Praise God, that they got the last pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that moment, I was thinking, I don't deserve to live in Canada when my friends here can't even have one meal a day...if I could give you anything in my MECC bag that would help, i would have given it. Unfortunately, credit cards mean nothing, cheques don't mean too much either, it was cash cash cash...but we were not allowed to give cash.  Luckily, i found some protein bars in my carryon, and other snacks that I gave to Pastor Ed to give to the children living in the Esperenza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the moment that I was crushed...I spent hours crying in the truck, along w/ my buddy...it was really hard to take in. Even though it wasn't our first visit to the Esperenza, it really hit us both hard. Crying because life is unfair, and how much I have, how blessed I've been. How my new friends here in Nicarauga, don't want you to feel sorry for them, how they have also found joy with so little, and how God is in their hearts. How they are satisfied...they are the ones who are rich, rich in spririt. My new found friends have taught me a lot while I was down there, going outside of my comfort zone, helping everyone that I could...from handing out Halls cough drops b/c i brought lots b/c I was sick prior to my trip, to wetnaps, tissues, drinks, snacks, whatever fit in my MECC bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-1976271536681067748?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/1976271536681067748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=1976271536681067748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/1976271536681067748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/1976271536681067748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-nicaragua-experience-my-memories.html' title='My Nicaragua Experience-My Memories'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-2615867397616159128</id><published>2008-02-26T22:09:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T22:46:34.108-06:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Week Left before I go to Nicaragua</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I really can't believe it's almost here, 9mths of planning and actively participating w/ my mission's team to put this all together is almost here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Lord has continued to show me His blessings, and how it's not what I do or don't do down there, but to just continue to shine like a beacon of light for Christ is all that matters. He has a plan, I just have to wait, listen, be patient, and fully rely on God (F.R.O.G) kinda like jumping Frog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I continue to be thankful to my team members for lending their ears, both Jon and Vern for the past week or so. There have been so many emails bouncing back and forth, advice, guidance, updates, accounting questions, everything. Thank you for lending me your ears. As our final week approaches, I get more excited everyday. My coworkers are excited and can't wait til I come back and present to them what I've learned and done. My Fellowship has been very supportive as well, guys, I don't know what I'd do w/o you. Some of you have been up w/ me to the wee hours in the morning talking to me, seeing how I am spiritually and asking me what I've learned. For that I am thankful and blessed. My friends, I'm so glad that you have all shown interest in my trip and supported me in various ways. I hope to continue the friendships and build from there. Last, but not least, my family has been supportive and showing their concerned at the same time. Yes, I am going down to Malaria epidemic country, although there is no vaccine, there are preventative treatments to some extent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I look at it this way, the Lord has asked me to go, so I must go. Yes, there will always be fears, struggles, etc...but the Lord has given His confirmation, His blessing, so I know He will take care of me. Things will happen, things I cannot control, but I know He remains in control and at times like these when I will be away from my closest friends, my comfort zone, I have to remain strong, my faith has to be strong. The Lord has so much to teach me. I continue to pray and seek His Word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-2615867397616159128?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/2615867397616159128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=2615867397616159128' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/2615867397616159128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/2615867397616159128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2008/02/1-week-left-before-i-go-to-nicaragua.html' title='1 Week Left before I go to Nicaragua'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-138422384422070841</id><published>2008-02-26T22:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:01:28.950-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Ottawa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/R8Tnu1uEPII/AAAAAAAAAEI/qbor3UNewbY/s1600-h/IMG_0106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171513064008465538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/R8Tnu1uEPII/AAAAAAAAAEI/qbor3UNewbY/s320/IMG_0106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/R8TnvluEPJI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/b4PJ4UFM6_E/s1600-h/IMG_0105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171513076893367442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px" height="231" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/R8TnvluEPJI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/b4PJ4UFM6_E/s320/IMG_0105.jpg" width="314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last weekend, I went up to Ottawa w/ Elaine, Alana, Pat, Marc and Dave just for a weekend get away. For me it was something to do, to relax go on vacation before my missions trip. Our trip started Friday afternoon after work, thanks Dave for driving. Everyone was shocked that I only had one FIDO duffle bag and one backpack for the weekend, and this includes ice skates, sleeping bag, pillow and clothes. I went into work that day w/ 4 bags but came out with two. I was able to use every inch possible and squeezed out a lot of air, good practice for my missions trip. Thanks to Alana for also driving up there as well, we took numerous breaks and still beat the boyz there(I know it's not a competition).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On Saturday, we went to winterlude w/ Elaine, Alana, Pat, Dave and Elaine's friend Jason. Saw lots of ice sculptures, had beavertails, lebannese dinner and drinks at 18. Best of all, I got to ice skate for my first time on the Canal. It was snow covered and there were dents and cracks all over so it wasn't easy to skate. So I basically held onto Alana or Pat as they were walking along the ice. I almost fell a couple times, ok, so a bit more, but I managed to grab onto someone each time to prevent/break my fall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On Sunday, we all went to OCAC, where Pastor Dan was talking about pornography. I also met up w/ Steph from Hamilton who lives in Ottawa now. We all went for pho after Church, just like Sauga, and then went to the Byward market w/ the boyz in the freezing rain/hail. Due to the storm, our night out was cancelled but we stayed in and watched "No Reservations" and "The Kingdom", both movies I must say I really enjoyed. I kinda fell asleep through "The Kingdom" b/c I got tired and was actually sick. Must have stayed out and not bundled up properly on Saturday. I learned where Elaine gets her Sunday naps from. Everyone naps on Sunday except for me. Anyhow, after medication from friends and Auntie, I felt a bit better Monday morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On Monday, I woke up early say 9:30am, got ready and made breakfast for my hosts and friends, then finished watching "The Kingdom." On the way back, we switched passengers, Pat and I switched as D was driving me home. It was relatively a quiet ride back, listening to Christian music 1/2 way and the other 1/2 was jazz. Both were music that I enjoyed, so no complaints there. We all met up again in North York for dinner at Congee Wong. It was a good time to just catch up again.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-138422384422070841?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/138422384422070841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=138422384422070841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/138422384422070841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/138422384422070841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2008/02/back-from-ottawa.html' title='Back from Ottawa'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/R8Tnu1uEPII/AAAAAAAAAEI/qbor3UNewbY/s72-c/IMG_0106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20505716.post-1630540675992813499</id><published>2008-02-12T20:59:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T23:26:43.428-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Less than 3 weeks before my missions trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, I'm counting down to the time I am actually leaving. I am excited and nervous. There is a lot to do still, preparing emotionally and spiritually. Although, no matter how much I prepare, it'll never be enough to what I'll be experiencing there in Nicaragua. There are people that I do want to see before I go, who knows, when the next time will be? Just reconnecting w/ close friends that I've lost touched with for one reason or another...I know when I come back, it will be hectic (work and personal life). On this journey I pray that God redefines my purpose, reaffirm His promise to me, to see God's hand in these people's lives, to shape and  mold me into who He wants me to be.  I know I can be an "emotional person" so I'm sure I'll cry while I'm down there and when I get back to Pearson, very huggable, not that I'm not, just more than usual. I pray that while I'm preparing physically and emotionally with luggage and materials/supplies that are to be brought down for the children, that I don't lose sight of why I'm really going. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;My missions trip to Nicaragua has yet to begin, but the term "missionary" began long ago when I became a follower  of Christ. It's only now, while I've been preparing for this, how true it is that I am a missionary in my own backyard. Inviting my friends who have yet to hear the "Good news" for dinner, sharing with them with what I believe but not just words alone but by my actions. Getting to know them better, showing the love God has given me to them. Just listening to their beliefs and asking questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;That's it for now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-1630540675992813499?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/1630540675992813499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=1630540675992813499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/1630540675992813499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/1630540675992813499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2008/02/less-than-3-weeks-before-my-missions.html' title='Less than 3 weeks before my missions trip'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-468336546396481531</id><published>2008-02-12T20:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T21:46:57.370-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Last Friday, there was a dinner party hosted by the "Lok Family" ah yes, there were approximately 25 people in our townie. Thank you so much for helping out. Plans with picking up food, last minute things were very last minute, but God provides:) I was happy to see my family happy, it's been a long time since they've had people over. That night it reminded me how blessed I am to have all these people in my life. Some I've known for a long time, and some that I just met that night. Unfortunately, my dad was MIA, he was in Toronto, go figure....and my brother sprained his ankle right before dinner started. We just arrived to my place, and wow guests were already here. But I am blessed truly:) It was a night of a mixture of people from MCAC, HCAC, and friends from afar.  Great conversations among the guests, some went upstairs and just jammed (worship music), some were talking in the kitchen, and the rest were entertained by the wii. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Everyone went home w/ homemade "Lo Bak Goh", chinese white turnip cake, "dim sum" item, and "red packets." Despite the snow, everyone got here safely and went home safely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks to all those that came, pictures will be posted on facebook and on here when I get around to it:) Happy New Year to All!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-468336546396481531?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/468336546396481531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=468336546396481531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/468336546396481531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/468336546396481531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2008/02/chinese-new-year.html' title='Chinese New Year!'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-223488167289845685</id><published>2008-02-03T23:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T23:31:59.716-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Missions Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's been over a month since I last blogged...so much has happened but what to blog about? One of the biggest things for me in 2008 is going on this missions trip to Nicaragua next month. I can't believe it. Something that God opened my eyes to, and "GO!" and now I'm getting ready to embark on my first missions trip. Leaving my comfort zone, my family and my closest friends, to a country that is one of the poorest places in the world. I know I have a lot of things that I have to deal w/ before I go, including school, and just other matter that requires my attention. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Though this past week has been rough, in general, I sent a friend a prayer request, and tonight, after sharing w/ another friend tonight about how rough it's been for me, but I realized that I place the expectations for myself really high, and when it doesn't turn out the way I want it to be I feel dissapointed, a failure inside of me. But tonight, something's changed...I rather not go into details, and I know this paragraph sounds like a lot of missing pieces to a puzzle, but to 1 or 2, this will make sense and that's all that matters. God has reminded me that He is faithful and used His servants to reassure and encourage me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was listening to a song a friend wrote, and it really moved me. It made me think about my missions trip, "there's nothing to fear as long as I put my trust in You" how true that statement is. When I'm down or when my heart is broken down there by what I see, there will be times I don't know what to do, how to go on...there will be ups and downs down there, but I'm glad that I have my team down there w/ me for support, I will have my close friends praying for me daily and most of all, knowing that Jesus is there alongside of me on this journey. For He will comfort those who seek Him, He will hear my every prayer...He will guide me on this journey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Please pray for my team as we are in the last month of preparation, we are planning our ministries down there, and fundraising for the Verbo Christian school. Pray for our health to be strong while we're down there, and team unity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-223488167289845685?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/223488167289845685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=223488167289845685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/223488167289845685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/223488167289845685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2008/02/missions-update.html' title='Missions Update'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-3325792547742962279</id><published>2007-12-21T19:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T23:25:20.666-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What a weekend, I've been traumatized?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last weekend, here in the GTA, we were hit with 30cm of snow. When I slept over at a friend's place in RH on Saturday thinking it'll save me the drive on Sunday and the snow storm, I was apparently wrong. My friends had a dinner gathering in RH where we all prepared dinner whether it was homemade or store bought "homemade PC Cheesecake" or homemade neptune salad, Southern Fried Chicken, noodles, etc... it was just the company that made it great. I was able to get my friend to make Southern Fried Chicken w/o drying the chicken, so it was moist. Although, it started to snow, so two of them took longer than expected to grace us with their presence. After dinner, Maggie was serving L's Cheesecake topped w/ Hagen Daz Bailey ice cream, it was so rich:) For post Dessert, the boyz were eating my homemade white choc.mac.nut cookies w/ beer 'Stella'. Apparently, it tastes good w/ that combo. What can I say? Except I have a couple cookie monsters on my hands, LOL...After dinner, M&amp;amp;K got all of us to play "the game of Life" Simpsons Style. So I was Mrs.K, a teacher, w/ $80K salary, married w/ one son. M&amp;amp;K opted out of the education but still made a killing. We all had a few drinks, to toast to a great Christmas, the first one for M&amp;amp;K.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sunday morning, when I woke up, there was very little snow in RH so I decided to drive back to sauga for Church. Of course, I checked w/ Sam, one of my friends in Sauga who said, my area is clear...however, when I got to the 404South, it was snow covered w/ approx. 3" of snow, and it was make your own lane on the 401. It took me an hour and 15minutes to get to Church and apparently I was told I got there pretty quick. I knew that God had His angels watching over me b/c I was sliding across the 401 and I was pretty scared. The snow just kept coming down at a phenominal rate, that it was hard to keep up. Worship was great, I really enjoyed it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Due to the snow storm, we brought the noodles over to Marc's place to eat. Unfortunately, I had a bad headache, so I couldn't remember where to turn and what street so I got lost in Marc's territory. I couldn't turn around b/c there was too much snow and there were cars behind me. Not knowing that one of the car's was Dave's. I had called him earlier b/c I got lost and I started to panic. Marc, Sam, Elaine, and Bonnie#2 were in the lobby waiting for us but it took a long time. We tried to make our own parking spots and got out shovels but were told to park elsewhere as "PlowKing" was cleaning the area. Apparently, the girlz said it was funny to watch us interact. As Elaine puts it, I had my knights in shining armor come rescue the damsel in distress, being me. It was a stressful experience as I don't have much experience driving in the snow. It took me two hours to get home, plus my car got stuck on one of the side streets here in Burlington.  I got to call my mom and brother to bail me out and let's just say, my car smelled like burnt rubber. My mom fell while trying to help me, and I feel really bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks to my friends for calling me to make sure I got home safe and sound=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-3325792547742962279?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/3325792547742962279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=3325792547742962279' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/3325792547742962279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/3325792547742962279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-weekend-ive-been-traumatized.html' title='What a weekend, I&apos;ve been traumatized?'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-4708914357544449621</id><published>2007-12-08T22:49:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:01:29.488-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/R1t3oK4ge4I/AAAAAAAAAEA/rslH82PgxA4/s1600-h/Xmas2007+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141834931573390210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/R1t3oK4ge4I/AAAAAAAAAEA/rslH82PgxA4/s320/Xmas2007+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After completing my exam on Wednesday, I finished the work week off w/ a company party. It was a nice evening to see everyone dressed up, including site personnel. It was a relaxed atmosphere, at least for me, good food, good company, great convesations and good exercise. I may not understand why things happen and I'm sure I'll never understand except accept the fact that God is in control and He has a plan for everything and everyone. Why certain people cross paths, why the Lord puts them in your life, for a reason for such a time as this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-4708914357544449621?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/4708914357544449621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=4708914357544449621' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/4708914357544449621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/4708914357544449621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-party.html' title='Christmas Party'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/R1t3oK4ge4I/AAAAAAAAAEA/rslH82PgxA4/s72-c/Xmas2007+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20505716.post-7261646373783743222</id><published>2007-12-08T22:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T22:52:02.863-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>I'm done my exam now, and thank you to all of you for praying for me. Thank you for the encouragement and thank you listening. I am honestly blessed to have such wonderful people that care about me. Now I can relax for a few weeks and enjoy the holidays:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-7261646373783743222?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/7261646373783743222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=7261646373783743222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/7261646373783743222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/7261646373783743222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/12/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-5410459596938008154</id><published>2007-10-21T19:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T19:28:58.920-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My anime phase?</title><content type='html'>Below is Final Fantasy X, well clips of it, and along with it is a cantonese song by Cheung Chilum, I think, song is "Point of no return"...I wanted to put it onfacebook, but no luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-5410459596938008154?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/5410459596938008154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=5410459596938008154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/5410459596938008154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/5410459596938008154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-anime-phase.html' title='My anime phase?'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-3161334436638240776</id><published>2007-10-21T17:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T17:43:18.525-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Fantasy X - A cantonese Song.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/6WXUWwJULhk' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/6WXUWwJULhk'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-3161334436638240776?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/3161334436638240776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=3161334436638240776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/3161334436638240776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/3161334436638240776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/10/final-fantasy-x-cantonese-song.html' title='Final Fantasy X - A cantonese Song.'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-8051620411477063760</id><published>2007-10-18T20:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T21:12:35.269-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No more specialty Coffees~I can only dream</title><content type='html'>Ah..........no more specialty coffees for me, not for awhile at least. No caffeine (coffees/chocolates), teas, deep fried foods,no spicy foods,  all the food I like:( At least for the next few weeks....Sigh. But I can still dream of a mocha latte with whipped cream and chocolate sprinkles...Yum....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-8051620411477063760?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/8051620411477063760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=8051620411477063760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/8051620411477063760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/8051620411477063760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/10/no-more-specialty-coffeesi-can-only.html' title='No more specialty Coffees~I can only dream'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-1718584543675647800</id><published>2007-10-14T13:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T13:52:15.404-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Specialty Drinks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;These past weeks I've been trying some specialty coffees at work, and this is what I recommend from the "Timothy's" brand of coffees:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sweet Pumpkin-nice sweet aroma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Irish Cream- tastes like a bailey, just add milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cinnimon Pastry coffee - unknown at this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This week's try: Chai Tea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-1718584543675647800?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/1718584543675647800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=1718584543675647800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/1718584543675647800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/1718584543675647800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-specialty-drinks.html' title='New Specialty Drinks'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-5552729857455504114</id><published>2007-10-13T22:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T22:49:10.699-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultimate Tournatment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks to Everyone for coming out to play Ultimate this morning at Unionville High, despite the cold weather, there was quite the turnout. Even a few brave souls that wore shorts and t-shirts this morning. ME? I have my winter jacket, and mitts. It was just 5 degrees this morning. Thanks to Jon and May, oh and Baby Conner for letting me stay over. Not even Conner can wake me up, with his joyful sounds. At the tourney when I had left, only one injury. Sprained ankle. We were able to raise some funds for Bluefields in Nicaraugra, for the children. That was the purpose of this event, to raise funds for the projects down there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Stay tuned for our next tourney, Ice Hockey and Beach Volleyball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-5552729857455504114?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/5552729857455504114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=5552729857455504114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/5552729857455504114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/5552729857455504114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/10/ultimate-tournatment.html' title='Ultimate Tournatment'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-5801676103298662807</id><published>2007-10-11T21:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T21:49:54.032-06:00</updated><title type='text'>An Advil a Day keeps the Pain at Bay</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Since Thanksgiving Sunday, Advil has been my "Best Friend"... Maybe I had too much fun the night before. Although all I did was go to my friend's wedding rehearsal. It was a good night of laughter, jokes, and playing DDR on the wii among other things. Chatted quite a bit w/ my friend, whom is a groosmen and also to the Best man, whom I will be walking down the aisle with. Vegetarian food, what can I say? I went in hungry, extremely hungry and so did my friend Len, but after eating a slice of pizza, a couple spinach puff pastries, fried rice, etc... I couldn't finish my cheesecake nor my cake.  Overall good fun, the guys will be in for a surprise, muhahahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok, back to Sunday...I had choir in the morning and I was a bit nervous but when I woke up, my stomach was in a lot of pain...severe cramps? Anyways, I was thinking, I can't deal with this now, looking through what I can find, I found a bottle of Advil. Yay! It kicked in at practice so I was able to sing...it probably didn't help that I was really nervous. Anyways, after Service, lunch, I went home thinking I could eat or nap, just to find out neither was possible. Guests started to arrive at my place around 5pm and had friends and relatives over til 11pm. It was a good time of laughter, wii playing and DDR on PS2 and lots of food...B/c of JB, I came up 1/2 hour later from playing DDR sweating and had to change. For those that know me, I rarely sweat. My brothers came over, one of my uncles, and my friend's father as well, so there was a mixture of Cantonese, English, and Mandarin conversations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Monday, when I woke up, same thing...Advil must have worn off. Took more advil but then I think it has to also deal with bad sleeping patterns and gave me a massive headache. So I wasn't in the best mood when I went out to Scarborough w/ family that day, I wish I could be better. I did try to enjoy the day although I just bent most of it sitting around in Markham and drinking BBTea. When I got home, I did some homework, but didn't get much accomplished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday, I was tight for time so I spent only 45minutes at the gym...b/c I had to hand in my assignment. Although staying up til 4am, trying to finish it, I realized that there'd be no way...considering I only had 2 out of 6 major questions completed. So I slept for a couple hours and went to work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One thing that kept me going Wednesday was "Timothy's Sweet Pumpkin" coffee, it tastes really good....that and Advil. I think I'm coming down with something. I sneeze all day at work and a slight temperature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today, I got a bit more sleep, about 5hours but when I woke up, still sneezing and coughing. More advil...although I will have to cut back on Advil, it's gotta do a lot of harm to my body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank you for the late night encouragements, and conversations to keep me awake these past few nights. It helps to know that there are people that stay up late, that I can chat briefly when I need a break. Thank you for your prayers and patience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-5801676103298662807?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/5801676103298662807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=5801676103298662807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/5801676103298662807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/5801676103298662807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/10/advil-day-keeps-pain-at-bay.html' title='An Advil a Day keeps the Pain at Bay'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-2481473951737608226</id><published>2007-10-05T21:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T21:33:48.025-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It seems like today would never come...I thought yesterday was Friday and today Thursday.  Yes, since school started, I sometimes am "confused"...It was a short day at work, went w/ co-workers to Milestone's for lunch...I had the Vegetarian Thai salad, it was delicous. Although $12.00 for a salad is a bit expensive but it was really good...with advacado, mixed greens, artichokes, etc... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tomorrow, I'll be going to school, then to the library to study for a few hours before my friend's wedding rehearsal. It will be "interesting" details to follow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sunday, dinner w/ family and friends...I have two brothers, Jason and Henry. One is more like an "adopted" brother, I'm sure my mom treats him like family. I think he's over more than I've been home, LOL...but as always big sis (me) looks out for the both of them.&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Anywayz, it will be just us young adults playing the wii, while the adults have their chat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-2481473951737608226?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/2481473951737608226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=2481473951737608226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/2481473951737608226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/2481473951737608226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/10/long-weekend.html' title='Long Weekend'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-5433290614873815580</id><published>2007-10-05T21:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T21:26:11.132-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories remain in the past</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Recently, I went out with one of my friends that I haven't seen in quite sometime. She and I were talking about what's been happening in each other's lives and then about certain relationships...things in the past. Some of these were great memories don't get me wrong, but some brought back sadness, pain. I remember now why I decided to forget the bad and only chose to remember the good qualities/memories.  Although, it's been awhile since I've had to go back, down that road, memory lane...and honestly, I guess it was good to talk about it w/ one of my girlfriends....I guess I'm not good at hiding my feelings, I'm like an open book sometimes. The outcome from this was that I was able to get to know her better, also seek advice as well, and most importantly talk about my faith. I cherish these moments most, getting to know each and everyone of my friends. One friend of mine, made me realize a few days ago, that this kind of act was very admirable...I think that was the word used. Putting others before yourself. Although time isn't always on my side, every moment spent  sharing about life experiences, faith, is one step closer for her getting to know Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The downside: Memories that I tried to forget, rather that I had blocked away in my mind, has resurfaced lately. Although I can't answer for why everyone behaved a certain way a couple years ago, I am only responsible for my own actions. Of course, there is a reason why it's called the "past" because, it was meant to stay there. Everyone was in a different stage, a different phase in life, just as you(the reader) and I are now. If each person was able to take away the pain, the hurt, that was said, life would be too easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-5433290614873815580?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/5433290614873815580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=5433290614873815580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/5433290614873815580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/5433290614873815580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/10/memories-remain-in-past.html' title='Memories remain in the past'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-6915864384815027630</id><published>2007-09-21T20:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:01:30.049-06:00</updated><title type='text'>September, a new month...but now half gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RvSHxDATqUI/AAAAAAAAADw/vJt6p0qAmmA/s1600-h/Alice&amp;amp;Martin"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112860753662290242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RvSHxDATqUI/AAAAAAAAADw/vJt6p0qAmmA/s320/Alice%26Martin%27s+Wedidng+090807+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RvSHxTATqVI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5pDT9akAftg/s1600-h/n677795603_1310387_6818.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112860757957257554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RvSHxTATqVI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5pDT9akAftg/s320/n677795603_1310387_6818.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's been quite the busy month...I can't seem to remember when I last blogged but according to this it's been three weeks, although it seems longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Update on my life:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm now in Level 4 of the CGA program, yay! (I think)...it's been very busy, late nights til 2am, and spending weekends doing homework/studying. I will have to give up some extra curricular activities that I'm currently involved in but I'll see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last weekend, I was in Belleville for a wedding and stayed in Scarborough for the weekend, to save on gas. It was a beautiful wedding, great weather, great food, great company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This past week, I've been celebrating my birthday with close friends last weekend, co-workers yesterday, Fellowship last night...Thank you to everyone for making this week a great one. I got to see old friends I haven't seen in a few years, and friends that I see often but mean a lot to me to have them share this special day with me....you all know who you are:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/20505716-6915864384815027630?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/6915864384815027630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=6915864384815027630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/6915864384815027630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/6915864384815027630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/09/september-new-monthbut-now-half-gone.html' title='September, a new month...but now half gone'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RvSHxDATqUI/AAAAAAAAADw/vJt6p0qAmmA/s72-c/Alice%26Martin%27s+Wedidng+090807+038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20505716.post-1457730650286685960</id><published>2007-09-04T19:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T19:21:42.504-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More than just a Cough...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I finally went to the Doctor today, after coughing for 9 weeks now. It started around July 22nd, maybe a bit earlier, and back then, I had the flu, cough, etc... At that time, I was contagious, as I got a few others sick. Over several weeks, with Advil, Buckleys, among other over the counter medications, I thought I was getting better. However, the weeks following, I still had a stubborn cough, it got better then it came back. It was a brutal cycle...Even though I've taken it easy(a bit) doing cardio, I wasn't fully recovered. So this morning, I made an appointment to see the Doctor, took an hour off from work at the end of the day to see her. Turns out I have mild Bronchitis, well I guess a month ago, it was not just a "mild case"...but since I've had it for sometime now, it was starting to heal, but at a slower rate. Probably some scarring on my lung tissue??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways, the good news is that I'm on antibiotics and the side affect is stomach aches among other symptoms, which I may say HURT  a lot. Hopefully, the symptons will go away...I was to take a double dose tonight, with food, and for the next four nights at 7pm, to take the usual dose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Although it's only been several hours since I've been on it, I do feel my lungs feeling better.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-1457730650286685960?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/1457730650286685960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=1457730650286685960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/1457730650286685960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/1457730650286685960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/09/more-than-just-cough.html' title='More than just a Cough...'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-8888765487584333555</id><published>2007-09-03T11:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:01:30.169-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Where has the time gone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/Rtxk9LY646I/AAAAAAAAADo/7K8lcax_r_A/s1600-h/Weekend+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106067079723410338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/Rtxk9LY646I/AAAAAAAAADo/7K8lcax_r_A/s320/Weekend+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's almost been a month since I've blogged...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So much has happened in the last month, that when I look back, I can't believe all this has really happened. For one, I've realized how I've been blessed with friends that care so much about me, that when I've given up, my friends never gave up on me. I know it sounds really cheesy, but it's true. Through prayer meetings, fellowship w/ each other, it has really encouraged me to not give up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've met a few new friends this past month and also got reaquainted with old friend as well...you know who you are. I've gone hiking, biking for the first time since I was a child, going go TO for desserts, BBQs...ummmmmmm....I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The BBQs I've had this summer was good, every single one of them. Whether I participated in them or hosted one, it's all good food. Good food, good company, good times. Just being able to relax and truly smile and enjoy life. I thank God for all of you in my life:)&lt;/span&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;&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/20505716-8888765487584333555?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/8888765487584333555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=8888765487584333555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/8888765487584333555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/8888765487584333555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/09/where-has-time-gone.html' title='Where has the time gone?'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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/_1qoxACYEULw/Rtxk9LY646I/AAAAAAAAADo/7K8lcax_r_A/s72-c/Weekend+033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20505716.post-1769645717398541889</id><published>2007-08-07T21:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:01:30.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Civic Holiday~Wii in Markham</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/Rr0nn7r89RI/AAAAAAAAADg/vGeGPtDay_0/s1600-h/Weekend+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097273920243692818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/Rr0nn7r89RI/AAAAAAAAADg/vGeGPtDay_0/s320/Weekend+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday, Cliff, Elaine and I went over to Len's place, one of Cliff's old buddies to play Wii for the afternoon/evening. We played Raeman, of course, I'm good at the "bunny game", my reputation percedes me apparently...also played Bowling, scored 170, came in 2nd place for my team...played Boxing, lost to George even though we switched characters so I could play Congo. So it wasn't the character, it was me. :( Another game was Brainquiz, and this time the "girl" beat the "guys" 2 to 1, I believe. The last game that we all played was Wii Golf with nine holes, eight players, teamed in pairs as the limit is 4 players. So we all took turns on each hole. This game took almost 2 hours to play, very intense, and at some moments, quite agressive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;After five hours of Wii...the remainging six of us decided to go eat at First Markham Place. B/c of my sensitivity to tofu, they all switched their soup to some kind of chicken soup, chinese style. I started drinking it, ate a piece of the black chicken thinking it was pork, don't ask why, until I saw chicken feet. As soon as I saw it, I couldn't drink it anymore...what a waste of soup, and it was almost $7.00/per bowl. Luckily, Len(Cliff's friend) poured out a bowl of the soup, w/o anything in it and I drank it...but I couldn't look at it. The soup was good don't get me wrong, just I got scared when I saw the black chicken. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Overall, it was a fun filled weekend. It's a small world after all, common friends from different circles coming together...til we meet again(next month)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-1769645717398541889?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/1769645717398541889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=1769645717398541889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/1769645717398541889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/1769645717398541889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/08/civic-holidaywii-in-markham.html' title='Civic Holiday~Wii in Markham'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/Rr0nn7r89RI/AAAAAAAAADg/vGeGPtDay_0/s72-c/Weekend+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20505716.post-6944526489141620562</id><published>2007-08-07T20:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:01:30.568-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiking @ Mount Nemo w/ TCBC friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/Rrkuk7r89PI/AAAAAAAAADQ/YH9sjXjQXgk/s1600-h/TED_0211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096155665378637042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/Rrkuk7r89PI/AAAAAAAAADQ/YH9sjXjQXgk/s320/TED_0211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RrkumLr89QI/AAAAAAAAADY/i1ghRoHs5Xc/s1600-h/TED_0242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096155686853473538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RrkumLr89QI/AAAAAAAAADY/i1ghRoHs5Xc/s320/TED_0242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to JP for inviting me along to a hike @ Mount Nemo/Crawford Lake on Saturday. There were approximately 22 people that attended this hike from TO and surrounding areas. For me, this was a second hike at Mount Nemo since July long weekend so I was more of a guide, well kinda. No, I did not lose anyone nor did I get anyone lost. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a two hour hike, we had a picnic lunch@ Crawford Lake. Thanks to Angel and her "assistant" for preparing all the food, as well as, Long cutting the watermelon(hehehe) and to everyone else for preparing the wonderful food. Good food, healthy and so chinese, what would a picnic be like w/o Ribena? hahaha...I haven't had that drink since I was a child. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After lunch, everyone drifted off into little groups and went on small adventures, looking at the "village", the lake, etc... Saw some old friends and met some new friends as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for inviting me, it was nice to see you all again:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-6944526489141620562?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/6944526489141620562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=6944526489141620562' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/6944526489141620562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/6944526489141620562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/08/hiking-mount-nemo-w-tcbc-friends.html' title='Hiking @ Mount Nemo w/ TCBC friends'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/Rrkuk7r89PI/AAAAAAAAADQ/YH9sjXjQXgk/s72-c/TED_0211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20505716.post-1213699989801580346</id><published>2007-07-30T22:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T22:23:42.828-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Family Stone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Since I started going to Goodlife, I've been renting movies, I try to stay away from horror movies, but maybe I'll watch one soon? Well tonight I borrowed "The Family Stone" starring Diane Keaton(Everett's mom), Claire Danes (Julie), Dermot Mulroney(Everett), Sarah Jessica Parker (Meredith)...Basically, Everett brings Jessica "home" in the countryside to meet his family but everyone hates her. She panics and calls her sister Julie to come spend Christmas with her as well. Long story short, Everett ends up proposing to Julie whom he only met recently but he knew she was the one when Meredith decides to "disappear" with his brother Ben. At the end, everyone is happy in their new respective relationships. It's kinda chick flick, but the guy at the gym asked me if I saw it before, I said no...he said, well it's a nice movie, kinda warm and fuzzy...I'm like, waaaaaaaaaaa? You don't you just say "chick flick"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I must say, it's a good movie to watch during the holidays...I recommend it to everyone to watch. Guys included. Cliff, you'll like this movie for sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-1213699989801580346?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/1213699989801580346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=1213699989801580346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/1213699989801580346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/1213699989801580346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/07/family-stone.html' title='The Family Stone'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-6669719132381652787</id><published>2007-07-26T21:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T21:21:30.506-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Brampton Site is sooooooooo far.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday afternoon, I was on site learning what is done on a daily basis, what the senior builder is reponsible for, the foundation builder, admins, etc... it was interesting to learn. Washrooms is a bit hard to locate unless you want portable toilets and well, let's just say I wanted a real toilet...but eventually, you really need to go especially if the site guy keeps giving you bottles and bottles of water. I must say Thanks though to Joe for driving me and Dona back to the trailer to use the washrooms and then driving us back to site. It was four hours of training in the hot heat, with dust/dirt blowing around...guys working hard and looking at why is Head Office here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Although the Brampton site was so far...I drove to Boviard(Hwy 7) and Mississauga Road and a bit East of there. It was like a 40minute drive from the office, then leaving there and getting to Hurontario and Eglinton took me another hour. Although that part of Brampton was neat, a combination of Burlington and Sauga, all new communities on one side, open space on the other. Then at the corner is "The Apple Factory", they sell homemade pies, tarts, honey, etc...it's like a General Store, kinda like the one I saw at Niagara-on-the-Lake. I also drove by Gage Park, it's quite pretty in the summer, with a nice fountain, mature trees, flowers everywhere...the last time I was there was to ice skate and that was late at night as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-6669719132381652787?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/6669719132381652787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=6669719132381652787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/6669719132381652787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/6669719132381652787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/07/brampton-site-is-sooooooooo-far.html' title='Brampton Site is sooooooooo far.'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-2933522910119604743</id><published>2007-07-22T22:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:01:30.818-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Communication Error @ Pmall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RqQsuLr89OI/AAAAAAAAADI/gTFvTR2QnRQ/s1600-h/MCAC-Retreat+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090242650758247650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="176" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RqQsuLr89OI/AAAAAAAAADI/gTFvTR2QnRQ/s320/MCAC-Retreat+004.jpg" width="277" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This afternoon, I went to get my haircut at Pmall as the family got together for my mom's birthday. Well, when I went to get my haircut, I asked her to cut only 1.5" off so that it's more of a trim but she ended up cutting like 2.5"-3" off. She also had two people blow dry my hair and two people to straight iron my hair continuously. I was thinking this is a bit dramatic. Typical salon, trying to convince me to do a japanese perm to straighten my hair, and then do more highlights and other unnecessary stuff, when all I wanted was a simple haircut. I was not that pleased. Now I have quite a bit of layers and look a bit different. I won't be able to tie my hairback for awhile, and my hair will always be in my face while I try to eat.&lt;/div&gt;&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/20505716-2933522910119604743?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/2933522910119604743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=2933522910119604743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/2933522910119604743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/2933522910119604743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/07/communication-error-pmall.html' title='Communication Error @ Pmall'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RqQsuLr89OI/AAAAAAAAADI/gTFvTR2QnRQ/s72-c/MCAC-Retreat+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20505716.post-5434483715413250655</id><published>2007-07-22T21:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:01:31.234-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Leadership Retreat @Canterbury Hills</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RqQqNLr89LI/AAAAAAAAACw/c3Nzyf38avY/s1600-h/MCAC-Retreat+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090239884799308978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RqQqNLr89LI/AAAAAAAAACw/c3Nzyf38avY/s320/MCAC-Retreat+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RqQqNbr89MI/AAAAAAAAAC4/vinL5i1Luy8/s1600-h/MCAC-Retreat+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090239889094276290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RqQqNbr89MI/AAAAAAAAAC4/vinL5i1Luy8/s320/MCAC-Retreat+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RqQqNrr89NI/AAAAAAAAADA/ZRWXBuTOQt8/s1600-h/MCAC-Retreat+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090239893389243602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RqQqNrr89NI/AAAAAAAAADA/ZRWXBuTOQt8/s320/MCAC-Retreat+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday, 35 of us went to Canterbury Hills in Ancaster for a leadership retreat. It was a time of renewal/revival, a time to reflect and a time to learn. It was a great time of worship led by boyz band Paul, Kevin, Vince and Felix. Followed by a workshop on Holy Discontent by Pastor John...which also included a time of sharing in small groups with people that we may not normally come in contact with. After listing/sharing a few items within the group, we also came up with ideas on how to solve it. Also, for part of the morning, we went on a prayer walk...I must confess, that I truly enjoyed getting to know my group(Kat, Cindy, Sam and Ada), Kat and I also took the path less travelled while hiking through the woods and well got stuck climbing up a steep valley/hill. Couldn't really go back down and couldn't find a grip to climb up. Although there were a bit of scary moments there of me falling down 20ft down to the valley, luckily I didn't. I did slide down/fall a few feet but was able to find some branches to hold onto. Thanks to the guys for giving us a hand and coming to my rescue. After a workout, we had some fresh blueberry muffins and croissants and juice for breakfast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;In the afternoon, after a nice lunch, we also had an icebreaker game of course, by Jeff Chan that made us work in teams with people sitting around you and being vikings, flight attendant or a rabbit. After the games and worship, Clement spoke on being a leader as an ordinary person. Thanks to John and Jeff for organizing this retreat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-5434483715413250655?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/5434483715413250655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=5434483715413250655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/5434483715413250655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/5434483715413250655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/07/leadership-retreat-canterbury-hills.html' title='Leadership Retreat @Canterbury Hills'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RqQqNLr89LI/AAAAAAAAACw/c3Nzyf38avY/s72-c/MCAC-Retreat+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20505716.post-2342928388775760029</id><published>2007-07-15T19:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T20:30:30.618-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Missions...BBQ</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This afternoon after Church, the three of us trekked to North York for a BBQ with fellow acquaintances/friends from the missions trip to Nicaurauga. I learned I got to slow down when driving especially if you are following me to get to D's place. Sorry Amy! But I did slow down when leading you back to Burlington:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At the BBQ, I got to know a few people better, to hear their experiences and how despite their severe allergies that they went to serve God. Also the questionnaire, that Jon gave us all, made me realize that I've already made my choice long ago, that it's time. The team also took the time to get to know me, to know us all, about our dreams, and what God has done in our own lives. Being a living testimony to others, encouraging others as well. Looking at the video clip, the hope that these children have...the connection, the bond, the passion to serve. This life is not about me, it's about others...serving God by putting others needs before myself, showing and understanding true humility. More about this later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now it's only 9pm and I'm soooo tired. Funny thing is, I didn't drive that much but yet so sleepy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-2342928388775760029?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/2342928388775760029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=2342928388775760029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/2342928388775760029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/2342928388775760029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/07/missionsbbq.html' title='Missions...BBQ'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-1181912593818953789</id><published>2007-07-15T19:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T19:49:05.482-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Wii...night Playing Rayman</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last night, a few of my friends and I got together for some pizza and pasta and played some Wii...  My brother brought his Wii as well so there were four players at all times when possible. It was a nice evening of good conversation and good games. Although I think by 10:30pm my brain was fried. For part of the evening, as a group we played Rayman, must say it's quite fun. One of the games, that I exceeded involved hitting bunnies with a shovel something like the carnival but there, it's beavers. So the digital bunnies have a few bumps and bruises, digital bruises, LOL. Other games played involved quizes and bowling, boxing, etc...Although, I was very into boxing, it seemed so real...the punches...very tiring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Overall, it was a good evening...very relaxing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-1181912593818953789?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/1181912593818953789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=1181912593818953789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/1181912593818953789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/1181912593818953789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-wiinight-playing-rayman.html' title='It&apos;s Wii...night Playing Rayman'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-6895163226736233277</id><published>2007-07-06T18:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:01:31.452-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Clearer Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/Ro7lr1ggFtI/AAAAAAAAACo/W7W2RwoDaM8/s1600-h/DSC03368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084253570608404178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/Ro7lr1ggFtI/AAAAAAAAACo/W7W2RwoDaM8/s320/DSC03368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Girls, Fei for sending a clearer picture of the group...there are more pics on facebook. Go to &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/&lt;/a&gt; to sign up. It was great to have met you all, get reacquainted w/ a few of you...let's all keep in touch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-6895163226736233277?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/6895163226736233277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=6895163226736233277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/6895163226736233277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/6895163226736233277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/07/clearer-picture.html' title='Clearer Picture'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/Ro7lr1ggFtI/AAAAAAAAACo/W7W2RwoDaM8/s72-c/DSC03368.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20505716.post-6648080490584459980</id><published>2007-07-02T20:24:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:01:31.595-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Weekend Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/Rom6RFggFsI/AAAAAAAAACg/OiR3qsdkj48/s1600-h/July+Long+Weekend+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082798457163355842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/Rom6RFggFsI/AAAAAAAAACg/OiR3qsdkj48/s320/July+Long+Weekend+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/Rom591ggFrI/AAAAAAAAACY/l3_u2nUBfeY/s1600-h/July+Long+Weekend+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today, a group of us (Cliff, Marc, Dan&amp;amp;Emily, Linda, Amy and I) went to Rattlesnake Point for a good workout literally...a five hour hike. Going up numerous hills, trails, right up to Crawford Lake and back down. Of course, along the way, we took breaks at lookout points, at the lake and after climbing steep hills. We also looked at the historical sites, learned a bit of history and saw a lot of fur, animal skins hanging, butterflies, chipmunks and hawks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;During our walk we all had a chance to talk to each other in a smaller setting, geting to know each other better...something that I personally cherish. I'm very happy that our Sauga friends made the trek out here to the West for the day to hang out w/ us Burlingtonians. We all took turn leading the way, including me and I didn't get lost. We finished the day with predinner at Pho here in Burlington, yes we do have one here. A bit more expensive than Pho99 but the atmosphere and decor is more upscale and it's cleaner.&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/20505716-6648080490584459980?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/6648080490584459980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=6648080490584459980' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/6648080490584459980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/6648080490584459980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/07/long-weekend-monday.html' title='Long Weekend Monday'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/Rom6RFggFsI/AAAAAAAAACg/OiR3qsdkj48/s72-c/July+Long+Weekend+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20505716.post-5174021577472168355</id><published>2007-07-02T19:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:01:32.193-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Long weekend Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RomzJlggFpI/AAAAAAAAACI/-Vud4JQFvGA/s1600-h/July+Long+Weekend+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082790631732942482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RomzJlggFpI/AAAAAAAAACI/-Vud4JQFvGA/s200/July+Long+Weekend+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RomzJ1ggFqI/AAAAAAAAACQ/7YBCqGaFPZk/s1600-h/July+Long+Weekend+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082790636027909794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RomzJ1ggFqI/AAAAAAAAACQ/7YBCqGaFPZk/s200/July+Long+Weekend+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Went to Church, had lunch w/ the gang and the Sung family at our regular Pho place. After lunch, my friend and I went on a walk along Lakeshore before I had to head out to Richmond Hill for a friend's wedding. It was a good afternoon to chat and catch up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;At the wedding, I was afraid that I'd no only a few people, but luckily, some of my friends from TCBC were there, so it was a good time to catchup...since March. I had a chance to also get reacquainted w/ people I met a couple months ago...from CAs, MBAs, I.Ts to people who work in the Insurance field in Actuary Science to Sales as well. A wide range of people. At this dinner, I found that Chivalry still exists...The gentlemen were so kind to serve us first before themselves as our waiters/waitresses disappeared before serving us ladies the chinese banquet dishes. It was the traditional 11 course banquet, plus wedding cake, plus pastries and fine vintage wine from 2000 I believe. There was a lot of karaoke as well by the guests, I knew one of the Cantonese songs, and the only English song I recognized was "I can't help falling in love with you" by Elvis. There were also some games being played on the bride and groom and well, in one of them, the bride couldn't find the groom as the groom was dressed as a waiter literally, with a wig serving wine. The bride after changing outfits was to find the groom...when she had only 10 seconds to scan the room of 360 people, she couldn't find him. So the MC said, well, why don't you get a glass of wine, when she looked it was the groom in disguise pouring her the wine. I just found it cute...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;At the end of the evening, the whole table exchanged emails among other things, so that we can all exchange the pictures that were taken that night. As everyone was leaving, I asked one of my friends to walk me to my car as I had parked it in an underground parking and did not feel comfortable walking alone at night. I managed to stop by Geoff's party as I had wanted to that evening, but by the time I arrived, everyone was leaving. So I was able to say Hi/Bye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-5174021577472168355?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/5174021577472168355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=5174021577472168355' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/5174021577472168355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/5174021577472168355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/07/long-weekend-sunday.html' title='The Long weekend Sunday'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RomzJlggFpI/AAAAAAAAACI/-Vud4JQFvGA/s72-c/July+Long+Weekend+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20505716.post-8898405293528452000</id><published>2007-07-02T19:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T19:55:26.790-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Long Weekend-Saturday</title><content type='html'>A few of us went to a friend's suprise 25th Birthday at Dave and Busters in Vaughn.  Played a lot of games and got almost 500tickets including skeeball, wheel of fortune, among other games. It is the adult version of Playdium.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-8898405293528452000?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/8898405293528452000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=8898405293528452000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/8898405293528452000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/8898405293528452000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/07/long-weekend-saturday.html' title='The Long Weekend-Saturday'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-7510926450412627157</id><published>2007-06-25T17:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T18:04:15.123-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This past Saturday, I was invited out to go  strawberry picking here in Burlington, who knew there was a farm on Appleby Line? I didn't last too long before my allergies kicked in. I had no allergy medicine on me, nor inhalers. Somehow I forgot about the "straw/hay" on these farms. At least, what I really needed were my inhalers. I mangaed to get fill a basket of strawberries before I left. It was a fun afternoon. In the evening, a few of us went to a friend's house in North York for a meet and talk about Missions next year.  I even had a slice of pizza with anchovies. That's right!  It answered a lot of our questions, concerns, finances, etc... After a wonderful dinner, we all went to Ten Ren's a few blocks down for BBTea. We were able to talk about everyone's experiences, their fears, accomplishments. It was a great evening getting to know a few of the team members.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On Sunday, I was a bit late for prayer meeting. Something I go to before service, to pray w/ my fellow brothers and sisters before we serve. So I drove a bit fast, not that I normally drive that speed. At least Summer thinks I'm an ok driver, hehehe. She wasn't terrified. After our usual lunch, I was suppose to go study at the library before heading back for the MCAC anniversary but it was such a nice day that Cliff, Dave, Summer, Cecilia and I went for a walk through Erincale/Riverwood Park. It was a very nice afternoon, bright, breezy among other things. Before Cliff came along, the four of us saw a deer about 10 feet away from us. This is the second time I've seen a deer there. Come to think of it, I think it was almost two years ago that I saw it there too on a Sunday afternoon.  I must say, Summer you are very brave and energetic through the woods, quite advernturous. I'm glad I went because it gave me an opportunity to get to know a couple of them better as well. Next time, I must remember to leave running shoes in the car. Yes, I was wearing heels throughout this adventure, but didn't fall exactly, just got stuck at the rocks, rather one of my heels did. Thanks to Dave for helping me out. The whole gang went to Bubble Republic for BBTea to just cool and chill...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Right after, I headed back to MCAC for the Church Anniversary Celebration. It was a really good sermon. I felt it really speaking to me...as if it was meant for me. I will blog it as well. The dinner was prepared very good, the presentation, the atmosphere, wow! The colours were blue and silver, kinda reminded some of us of a second prom.  We found out as we proceeded to the gym that there was a seating chart, who knew?  So Cliff, Marc, and myself were seated at table number "1"...right up front.  We were seated with other people from the English Ministry as well, some familiar faces, and some new faces as well. Thanks to Cliff for sharing his testimony, we were the second table to grab food, yay! After the dinner, us young folks, along w/ Zoe, helped put chairs, tables and other furniture away. It was great to see all of us working together as a team from the two fellowships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Overall, it was a great weekend:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-7510926450412627157?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/7510926450412627157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=7510926450412627157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/7510926450412627157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/7510926450412627157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/06/interesting-weekend.html' title='Interesting Weekend'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-7254271897360888255</id><published>2007-06-20T21:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T22:01:59.319-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of Gas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;After prayer meeting tonight, I went to fill up on gas at the usual pump on Hurontario by the Church like I usually do...but I was debating as to here or Burlington.  Anywayz, I thought might as well get it here (Sauga), so I followed one of the oil tankers in to Shell. As I proceeded to get gas, started the pump, as I was at $1.46 I realized the price kept going up but I didn't feel the gasoline in my car. You know, when you fill up, you can feel the gasoline passing into your tank but this time I felt absolutely nothing. After a few more cents, I gave up. I closed my cap and got ready to leave. As I was ready to leave, I still saw the guy across in the next pump over still pumping and as he looked at me, I said "no gas"...he said, "really?" I said, my pump is empty and he asked how I knew...I'm not sure if he was that serious or not, he's like in his late 20's...still pumping away and talking to me. After I told him, he signalled the attendant to come out and said we're out of gas. He asked for compensation, while he kept pumping. I just left, I lost $2.00 but I'm not going to stay around for 20minutes while it fills up. On the other hand, for this guy, I'd want compensation too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-7254271897360888255?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/7254271897360888255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=7254271897360888255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/7254271897360888255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/7254271897360888255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/06/out-of-gas.html' title='Out of Gas'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-920948055194683894</id><published>2007-06-20T21:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T21:28:36.488-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Missions...For such a time as this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Recently, as I've been driving home, the song " For such a time as this" by Wayne Watson is so touching. The first time I heard this song was on "Touched by an Angel" TV series, a few years ago and it talked about a mother who was a politician and wanted to help the children in Africa yet also do trade agreements w/ that would compromise the children, hence child labour. This mother's own child raised money along with his father to stop the child labour going on in these countries and wanted his mother to bring the money raised there to help and set them free. The mother was never close to her son as she lost her second son, can't remember the circumstances, anways, she never let that go and blamed herself. Long story short, she sold her necklace, which had a picture of her second son, something she was never able to take it off so that, she was able to buy that last child back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So I'm not doing anything like the show, but it brought tears to my eyes as I watched it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"For such a time as this, I was placed upon the earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;To hear the voice of God and do His will whatever it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;For such a time as this, for now and all the days He gives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am here, I am here and I am His...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;For such a time as this, You- do you ever wonder why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Seems like the grass is always greener under everybody else's sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;But right here right here for this time and place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You can live a mirror of His mercy A forgiven image of Grace..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bridge:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't change what's happened till now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;But we can change what will be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;What hit me was the first two lines of the chorus, do His will whatever it is. I have to surrender every part of my life, whether it be missions or something else in life. I do have the passion to help people, to make a change to those around me and those I have yet to meet. No, I will not be a politician. I am somewhat shy, depending on the circle of friends, but I have also seen God work through me these past two years in Fellowship, in Church, in my circles of friends as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Please pray that I do not shy away from the challenges that are placed before me. I've declined on going to misisons in the past for various reasons, but Lord let me do Your work as You want me to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-920948055194683894?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/920948055194683894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=920948055194683894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/920948055194683894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/920948055194683894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/06/missionsfor-such-time-as-this.html' title='Missions...For such a time as this.'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-5672208553007465347</id><published>2007-06-16T20:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T20:33:46.766-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday by the Lake...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Earlier this evening, a group of my friends and I went to Port Credit for a leisurely walk...of course, most of them, not all, Oscar, Amy, and I were on time...We talked for a bit, then walked around before meeting up w/ everyone.  It was good to see some old faces and get reaquainted w/ some friends of friends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shortly after the walk, Cliff and Amy were really hungry so we all decided to go to "Crooked Cue" for dinner. We all were asked if we were over 21 and of course, we all said yes. When the boyz ordered their drinks, Uncle D ordered a "drink" as well... as he asked for an extra glass, the waitress looked at him as he poured it and gave a bit to me. I saw the look on her face but I was ready to show my I.D. After the dinner, a few of us got ice cream, or ice caps, but the rest of the gang left not knowing we intended to walk around:(  Although, I was becoming "Bug Bait" just walking to my car. Sweet blood what can I say? hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On my way home, as I was turning onto my street, a bunny rabbit was hopping along the street, probably the same one from this afternon that was hopping along side my car...Anywayz, thanks Amy, for saving the little rabbit. If it wasn't for you, I don't think the rabbit would be alive. I have a tendency to do really fast sharp turns in my neighborhood and I really shouldn't. So the bunny lives for another day, yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-5672208553007465347?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/5672208553007465347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=5672208553007465347' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/5672208553007465347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/5672208553007465347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/06/saturday-by-lake.html' title='Saturday by the Lake...'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-1853350163757461967</id><published>2007-06-12T21:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T21:59:21.886-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes...Adapting to Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Am I ready for Change? Do I really have a choice? So many changes going on in my life, that I'm often left confused as to what I should do. Go with the flow as they say, change is inevitable. It's not necessarily about the change that is the concern, rather the method in how it is handled. There will be a lot of changes over the next several week over at work, Fellowship, my lifestyle, my daily routine as I've been accustomed to over the last several years.  All this will change, in a matter of weeks. At the moment, I take it one day at a time. I pray that with each choice I make, that it is pleasing to God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Taking the next step...what is the next step? Lord, this is my prayer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-1853350163757461967?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/1853350163757461967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=1853350163757461967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/1853350163757461967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/1853350163757461967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/06/changesadapting-to-change.html' title='Changes...Adapting to Change'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-106949282411112692</id><published>2007-06-11T22:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T22:44:25.155-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lack of oxygen?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today, I was so unproductive at work today...there was no air ciculation. The A/C stopped working in our area, it was like walking into a air tight vault. At first I thought it was bearable, but then I was feeling worse. I must have drank at least six glasses of ice cold water during the afternoon alone and ice cream. It was at the point where my face became flushed as I was told by my coworker, couldn't concentrate and kept passing in and out of consciousness. Followed by a massive headache, dry eyes, it was horrible. It was almost like walking into an airtight vault, where the air has been sucked out. Couldn't go to the gym, afraid that I'd pass out...Although after sleeping for six hours with fresh air blowing through the room, I feel a bit better now. Thanks all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-106949282411112692?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/106949282411112692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=106949282411112692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/106949282411112692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/106949282411112692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/06/lack-of-oxygen.html' title='Lack of oxygen?'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-340776895931158079</id><published>2007-06-11T21:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T22:06:04.316-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Terrific Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This past weekend, I had an opportunity to help plan my friends wedding. It was a spectacular day...a bit warm during the day. As one of my friends and I were discussing, it was only one year ago, that I met them and they were going out...one year later, here we are, both witnessing this special occassion. The ceremony and dinner was great...then after a rich dinner, a nice walk along the lake was really nice. Just a tad chilly but it was worth it. Catching up on old times, seeing friends I haven't seen in a long time, and those that I see a lot, it's cool to see everyone all dressed up. I don't have the pictures at the moment, as the camera was slightly damaged not by me...but I still have the memories at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On Saturday, I had a JP meeting at 9:15am, but I was late...It was a good wrap up for the year, discussing the positive and negative points and what can be done to improve JP for next year. Just working with the kids and seeing how God works in their lives, how they are so innocent, so keen on learning God's Word is a blessing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On Sunday, after my meeting at Church, Summer, Amy, Carey, Cliff, and I went for a walk along Port Credit. Honestly, it was such a beautiful afternoon. Get a bit of exercise, enjoying the sun. Walking along the rocks in heels wasn't the best idea but I didn't fall into the water. Then we all went over to Chanthan's in Stoney creek for a bbq. Yup, that's right Stoney Creek. It is a small world after all, turns out that her sister's bbq(Grad party), one of her friends is someone that I grew up w/ at HCAC. And of course, us ladies playing with the babies, it's so much fun. Got my work out for sure. The older toddler wasn't as shy, giving hugs and kisses and I think little Tavri also gave Uncle Cliff a hug. The little ones loved us all I'm sure. Hugs for all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess plans change, and sometimes things don't work out as you planned it...yet it still turned out to be a great weekend. Last minute planning just doesn't always work, we've tried it 2x this weekend, and both have failed. Perhaps it may work next weekend. Who knows? Whatever happens will happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-340776895931158079?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/340776895931158079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=340776895931158079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/340776895931158079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/340776895931158079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/06/terrific-weekend.html' title='Terrific Weekend'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-5226014999344085878</id><published>2007-05-25T20:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:01:32.471-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Could this be the fastest car in the world?...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/Rleek_B9u0I/AAAAAAAAACA/mKBhpJ7freY/s1600-h/Bugatti_Veyron_137808a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068694263860935490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/Rleek_B9u0I/AAAAAAAAACA/mKBhpJ7freY/s200/Bugatti_Veyron_137808a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mindless blogging...surfing on the net...Fastest car in the world is the "Bugatti Veyron". It is not part of the Benz class rather the Volkswagon manufacturer. There were 300 vehicles produced in 2006, sold mostly in France and Italy. It's speed can top 400km/hr, and costs about $1.4million, please correct me if I'm wrong. It also has a quad-turbocharged and intercooled DOHC 64-valve W-16, aluminium block and heads, direct fuel injection for its engine. Basically, 16 cylinders in 4 banks of 4 cylinders, or the equivalent of two narrow-angle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="V8 engine" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/V8_engine"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;V8 engines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; mated in a "W" configuration. Each cylinder has &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Multi-valve" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Multi-valve"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;4 valves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;, for a total of 64, but the narrow V8 configuration allows two &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Camshaft" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Camshaft"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;camshafts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; to drive two banks of cylinders so only 4 camshafts are needed. The engine is fed by four &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Turbocharger" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Turbocharger"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;turbochargers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;, and it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Engine displacement" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Engine_displacement"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;displaces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; 8.0 L (7,993 cc/488 in³) with a square 86 by 86 mm bore and stroke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;From zero to 60 in 2.5seconds...From zero to 100miles per hour, 6 seconds...From zero to 200mph in 22seconds. Although there'd be no point in having this "supercar" in TO as you will never be able to drive it to its full potential. Besides, I don't think anyone would want to spend that kind of money on a car. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-5226014999344085878?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/5226014999344085878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=5226014999344085878' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/5226014999344085878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/5226014999344085878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/05/could-this-be-fastest-car-in-world.html' title='Could this be the fastest car in the world?...'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/Rleek_B9u0I/AAAAAAAAACA/mKBhpJ7freY/s72-c/Bugatti_Veyron_137808a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20505716.post-4114169733777091204</id><published>2007-05-25T19:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T20:26:19.581-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What a treat@Milestone's</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After a long week at work, I say long b/c I worked til 7pm last night...my VP took our Division whoever wanted to come to Milestone's after work. I was like...ummmmmmmm....go to the gym or eat out @ Milestone's? Of course, I decided on Milestone's as I haven't been there in a couple weeks. Not that I go there that often but I do like the food there. I had my first Mojito today, it looks like lemonade but it really isn't. It's a drink w/ mint, lemon flavor, rum and something else. Can't believe they ordered three pitchers, plus other drinks. But everything was finished. Nice and breezy on the patio, good food, good conversations. Thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-4114169733777091204?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/4114169733777091204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=4114169733777091204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/4114169733777091204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/4114169733777091204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-treatmilestones.html' title='What a treat@Milestone&apos;s'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-2457657791649228354</id><published>2007-05-25T19:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T19:34:49.693-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Praise &amp; Worship at MCAC</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wow, that's all I can say...it was GREAT! On Wednesday night, Jon Bauer, a Worship leader from one of the Alliance Churches in Alberta, came to MCAC to lead worship. It was really awesome just to hear him perform live, full of passion for doing God's work. He also promoted World Vision, asking people to adopt a child from World Vision. It has been quite some time since I've been at Prayer night, due to other obligations...I know I know...excuses excuses. It really lifted me up, just by attending the praise and prayer night, as it does everytime I go. I really do want to adopt/support a WVC, but at this time I can't commit. You can make me feel as guilty as possible, mission accomplished, but I know what I can and cannot commit to. It was also nice to see one of the newbies come as well. I met her last week in Sunday School, she's new to the Church, so I was glad to see her and talk to her as well. Met new people as well, saw old friends as well. Prayed with brothers and sisters in my group for each other and for the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Btw, Congratulations to the new fathers...LOL. I'm very proud of you both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today, I gave my coworker, a taste of Jon Bauer's music, and she liked it so much she's gonna listen to it at home over the weekend as well...YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-2457657791649228354?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/2457657791649228354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=2457657791649228354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/2457657791649228354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/2457657791649228354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/05/praise-worship-at-mcac.html' title='Praise &amp; Worship at MCAC'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-1499704043912448791</id><published>2007-05-18T18:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T18:33:48.962-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I got CAUGHT...Playing with my food...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I will admit that I actually play with my food. Well, I don't call it playing with my food rather, it moves around my plate but not into my mouth. One of my coworkers, she's impressed if I finish my fruit and veggies in the morning. It takes me about 1/2 hour to eat my yogurt, and an hour or so to eat a small plate of fruit and veggies. We like to joke around in the office...I eat while I work, so maybe it takes me a bit longer? Is it possible, I like to take the time to enjoy my food so I cut it into smaller pieces? It's not like I throw my food at others, I don't think. I will put food on others plates if I don't like it...but haven't done that in awhile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I will try not to play with my food, hahaha...what can I say? When I'm working, the food kinda just sits there in a corner on my desk and I forget about it. I actually forget to drink my water unless it's right in front of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-1499704043912448791?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/1499704043912448791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=1499704043912448791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/1499704043912448791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/1499704043912448791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-got-caughtplaying-with-my-food.html' title='I got CAUGHT...Playing with my food...'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-445888647665208718</id><published>2007-05-18T17:03:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T17:47:01.146-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunches</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok, so these past few weeks I've actually brought a "real lunch"...I mean not milk and cereal or "Campbell's soup" or "T&amp;T" or some kind of toast...my coworker asked, are you okay?  He's like you're eating real food...I'm like WHAT?  I was like, ummmmmm...I do eat rice, fried rice, veggies and meat. Yes, I am actually taking my full lunch now and enjoying every moment of it. Rachel and I like to leech off of the respective"home fridges"...why make a new lunch if you can find it in the fridge.  It's called grocery shopping at home. It's quick and convenient. Although, I do actually cook which was another shock to my coworkers. My repetoire is more than sausages and eggs. Am I that much of a "princess"? Yes, I am trying to eat healthy, lunch is my biggest meal. W/o the carbs, I get hungry fast. My stomach grumbles louder than the music playing on my computer. When I'm at work, I am eating a lot...here's the routine:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;8:30am - Strawberry yogurt w/ granola (must have granola)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;9:30am - carrots, 1 slice cucumber, 2 cherry tomatoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;11:00am - 1 fruit (try to)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;12:00pm - lunch (rice/noodle, meat, veggies)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3:30pm - banana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Of course, I try to drink lots of water, not ice cold either...and a few cups of green tea. Of course, I sneak in "Treats" as well...sometimes, someone brings in like popsicles, ice cream bars, breakfast,etc...then well, the routine shot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-445888647665208718?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/445888647665208718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=445888647665208718' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/445888647665208718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/445888647665208718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/05/lunches.html' title='Lunches'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-2402216264657510360</id><published>2007-05-13T13:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:01:33.583-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What a weekend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RkkIZN3lxMI/AAAAAAAAABw/pCIY_A8GYqM/s1600-h/Spring2007+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064588485267408066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RkkIZN3lxMI/AAAAAAAAABw/pCIY_A8GYqM/s200/Spring2007+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RkkIZd3lxNI/AAAAAAAAAB4/O721pjhfNF4/s1600-h/Spring2007+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064588489562375378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RkkIZd3lxNI/AAAAAAAAAB4/O721pjhfNF4/s200/Spring2007+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;High school small reunion just with friends from the "Environment Club"...Yes, I was an environmentalist. We all met up at Crabby Joe's near MAC on Friday...it was a nice evening. Went back to Sagua to meet up with some friends as well for a drink and movie. Lots of driving but it was ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Saturday, I went over to watch a movie in Brampton...along w/ eating some yummy homemade desserts. Oh... the crepes were sooooooooo yummy, I should have brought more. Next time for sure. I also forgot to bring my glasses last night, so all I had were my sunglasses. Although I can see w/o my glasses, I can't drive w/o them. So let's just say, wearing my sunglasses at 11:30pm driving along the 401, not that easy. I took the Trafalgar exit and South to Dundas to go home, but it was sooo dark, that I had my high beams on for part of the trip home. Luckily, I made it home safe. No, I didn't actually end up hitting anything:) It was such a fun evening, gotta do it again soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This morning, I went to my family's Church in Hamilton for Mother's Day. It was different...Everyone growing up and then I have people asking me, are you new? Then one of the Aunties, asked me if I wanted to wear a corsage...I'm like I'm not a mother yet. She's like it's "Ladies Sunday"...I politely said, no thank you. I'm like, I haven't been gone that long, hahaha...She also asked her daughter if she wanted to wear a corsage, she also said, no thank you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I actually skipped Sunday School...but...I went to the Chinese/Mandarin Service. So I went to two services. Tonight, I think we're going to have a simple family dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-2402216264657510360?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/2402216264657510360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=2402216264657510360' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/2402216264657510360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/2402216264657510360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-weekend.html' title='What a weekend...'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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/_1qoxACYEULw/RkkIZN3lxMI/AAAAAAAAABw/pCIY_A8GYqM/s72-c/Spring2007+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20505716.post-7678705535339391580</id><published>2007-05-09T19:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T19:24:49.747-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Presentation</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I had to give a presentation on an analysis on a couple of our projects, and for those that know me, I don't like public speaking. This presentation has been cancelled numerous times over the last several weeks because of upper managements rescheduling. Every time it gets cancelled, I get more nervous. I just want to get it over with. It's been a few years since I've had to do any business presentations and when I've had to do them, it's w/ powerpoint and just in front of the class and prof, not in front of upper management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it went ok, we both survived it. Meeting went a bit overtime, of course, no difference. At least this time, it was less than 2hours, it was our first time leading the meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to friends for prayers and encouragement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-7678705535339391580?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/7678705535339391580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=7678705535339391580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/7678705535339391580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/7678705535339391580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/05/presentation.html' title='Presentation'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-1434623911117098025</id><published>2007-05-06T14:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T15:21:40.644-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Signing my Life away</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This past week, as I prepared Tax refunds at work, one of my co-workers that work in the CS area, helped me type up letters for these refunds that I had prepared. It is the first time for me as this was never part of my job. However, due to limited personnel, time,etc...this job was past to me. After I prepared these refunds, I submitted my spreadsheet, calculations, on how I derived to these final numbers so that she was able to explain to our consumers what I was doing. She typed up all 26 letters, explaining what I had done, and said, "Bonnie, it's done. Please sign all these documents, forward all the cheques for mailing"...I was like, "Sweet!" All I had to do was sign all these documents, but of course, I read most of them before I signed it. Just in case...I mean she wrote any problems or for more information to contact me. I saw my direct line, fax, etc...on each letter with my regards to as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways, I got lazy reading the rest of the documents, I know they are the same format so I just signed my life away. In a couple weeks, they will call me. This is where I'm not going to answer my phone...hahaha. I'll have the CS return my calls for me. No time to return these calls, it's year end right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-1434623911117098025?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/1434623911117098025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=1434623911117098025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/1434623911117098025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/1434623911117098025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/05/signing-my-life-away.html' title='Signing my Life away'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-3384534165005344118</id><published>2007-05-02T19:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T19:38:53.702-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Tough Love"-Asking for more Punishment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No, it's not a weird title...That was what "Spin" Class was like tonight. It's been a week since I last went to the gym and four months since I've done the Cycling aka "Spin" Class. So tonight, I thought, why not? The instructor is the best one yet, he pushes you harder and harder. Of course, this is Level 3 (Advanced)...I think he mentioned that he does the Tour de France and other races as well. The point of this blog was that he called it "Tough Love" because he pushed everyone until your legs were ready to fall off. It's a 55minute spin class and I was ready to pass out. I was actually sweating and for those that know me, it takes a lot for me to sweat. Next week's class is apparently 90 minutes, I don't think I can do it. Everyone was more experienced and do these classes regularly. Me? I'm the newbie. I can cycle through the class w/o stopping but increasing hte tension to 80% or higher, then decreasing it, etc...it's hard. At least he plays good, upbeat music.  When I got off the bike, I was ready to fall to my knees. I don't think I can take "Tough Love" part two...Gotta take a break. I'll try to get back into my routing w/ cycling though. I do enjoy it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-3384534165005344118?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/3384534165005344118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=3384534165005344118' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/3384534165005344118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/3384534165005344118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/05/tough-love-asking-for-more-punishment.html' title='&quot;Tough Love&quot;-Asking for more Punishment'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-1300092449419340866</id><published>2007-04-28T20:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:01:34.108-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still alive...what's been happening?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RjQFvN3lxHI/AAAAAAAAABI/0U58mj2dUOQ/s1600-h/n682545380_320986_6732.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058674590178722930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="227" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RjQFvN3lxHI/AAAAAAAAABI/0U58mj2dUOQ/s320/n682545380_320986_6732.jpg" width="276" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RjQFvd3lxII/AAAAAAAAABQ/rs9UH7kWtrY/s1600-h/n682545380_313148_1643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058674594473690242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RjQFvd3lxII/AAAAAAAAABQ/rs9UH7kWtrY/s320/n682545380_313148_1643.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RjQFvd3lxJI/AAAAAAAAABY/t1zmbE7hEEw/s1600-h/n682545380_332553_5011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058674594473690258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RjQFvd3lxJI/AAAAAAAAABY/t1zmbE7hEEw/s320/n682545380_332553_5011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's see...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I attended a friend's wedding a few weeks ago. It was a special time, lots of good memories. Got to know a few new people and reaquainted with some familiar faces as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also wrote my final exam in Advanced Statistics on April 10th and found out I got an "A+" in the course. Praise God! Being the typical me, I worry about my marks a lot, so I was relieved to find that I did well. Thank you to all of you that have helped me over the last month, listening to my complaints, bad moods, just being there encouraging me even when I thought I couldn't do it. You all had faith in me, thank you for your support.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've also gone to Markham to attend my friend's sharing from his missions trip awihle ago. Met a few new people, and now I'm interested and praying for next year, perhaps it is my turn to go as well. After the dinner and presentation, I asked Jon, one of the members of the team about his first experience on this trip and how he too encouraged me to go next year. I also met Vern who was one of the team members that went and had a worm inside his arm. Then BBTea at "Go for Tea", quite far from where we all were...but it was worth it. Sitting outside on the patio (of course, with the nice heaters).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-1300092449419340866?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/1300092449419340866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=1300092449419340866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/1300092449419340866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/1300092449419340866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-still-alivewhats-been-happening.html' title='I&apos;m still alive...what&apos;s been happening?'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RjQFvN3lxHI/AAAAAAAAABI/0U58mj2dUOQ/s72-c/n682545380_320986_6732.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20505716.post-1243680796918935135</id><published>2007-04-10T21:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T21:34:53.517-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You Everyone for your Prayers and Encouragement</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hi Everyone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank you so much for your phone calls, prayers, emails of encouragement, E-cards...it was really thoughtful of you all. It was a difficult exam no doubt, three hours long...but for once, I felt a sense of peace when I wrote the exam. I felt God's presence as I wrote it...that He was with me. I saw the people around me just cursing, swearing and given up...For me, I can see the difference w/ having God in my heart. It's not matter how well I do, but I tried my best. Maybe God has a different career path for me...He will lead the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just felt really encouraged that you were all so caring and supportive. Doing this CGA designation program will be a long five years...but it'll go by quick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm happy to call you my Friends...Thanks again Everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-1243680796918935135?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/1243680796918935135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=1243680796918935135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/1243680796918935135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/1243680796918935135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/04/thank-you-everyone-for-your-prayers-and.html' title='Thank You Everyone for your Prayers and Encouragement'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-3531561588551209969</id><published>2007-04-08T16:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T17:01:06.126-06:00</updated><title type='text'>48 Hours to the big day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Almost there...I've been studying this afternoon. I have one of my friends over as well, so there's three of us right now using our laptops in the living room. All wireless of course. It feels like work all over again. My bro, also doing whatever on his Apple notebook as well. It's funny no one is talking, all you hear is the keys typing away...and my music playing off of my laptop.  It's like a Library in my own home LOL... It's soooooooooo quiet. One is doing research, one not sure, and me researching on my assignment. Arrrrrrrrrrgh...facebook is so addictive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks to those who've called to see how I am...it's been great to hear all your voices...See, it's different than MSN. There's no EMOTICONS...hahaha. No one, not even I, can hide away from my computer. Not everyone is that expressive over the phone, but we can all learn together, me included. I tend to "beat around the bush"...very indirect. Anyways............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Back to studying, break over:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-3531561588551209969?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/3531561588551209969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=3531561588551209969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/3531561588551209969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/3531561588551209969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/04/48-hours-to-big-day.html' title='48 Hours to the big day...'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-6914043679826697859</id><published>2007-04-07T12:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T14:13:13.768-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter weekend, once again GTA revisited</title><content type='html'>I know I know...I'm behind in the blogging...LOL.  I don't even know where to begin???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've broken my own promise that I won't go to the GTA this weekend...I'm sooooooo sorry. I know I should be studying that was why I was not going to go out this long weekend. Just stay home and study, such a NERD...but necessary. Yesterday, my family and two burlington eng. were suppose to go to Markham yesterday for sushi, shopping, family outing. However, plans changed quickly. My parents ended up going the day before, so it was the four of us that went...well technically 5, I forgot about my adopted little brother.  That's now four weekends in a row that I've been out there, I have got to break the trend...it gets costly in gas, not to mention my adopted bro saying I have "road rage", a mild case of it. Look, if you're driving 100km/hr or less on the right lane, than you're going a bit slow on the 401.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, came back to sauga for the Easter service, and brought my friends and family to the service. Too bad, it was trilingual. I'm sure it was "interesting" when you're Caucasin...but maybe next time it'll be just the english service.  At least on the way back, all my passengers had interesting discussions about the Christian faith...Also, thanks girl, for watching my driving and letting me know that I was a bit too to the left, not really centred. I guess, Long-D driving kicks in...driving gets sloppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way home, I had to go to the hosptial...something had happened...not to me specifically. Luckily, only one hospital in Burlington. Anywayz, please pray for a speedy recovery. Lord, you are the keeper of time..You know all that is in our hearts and the importance of friends and family. I pray that all those that hve not found You, will someday find that You are the one that holds the truth, the hope and peace that we all seek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, the blog sounds choppy but I can't go into details...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-6914043679826697859?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/6914043679826697859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=6914043679826697859' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/6914043679826697859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/6914043679826697859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/04/easter-weekend-once-again-gta-revisited.html' title='Easter weekend, once again GTA revisited'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-4198000200901986947</id><published>2007-04-02T18:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T19:44:09.432-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm going to do the unthinkable...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am banning myself from MSN for the remainder of the week and part of next week until my final exam is over...Yes for those that know me, that's like taking away cocaine from an addict. Yes! It's gonna be hard but I'll try:) At least make an attempt. I can't promise that I can study like 2.5hrs a day and 5hrs on the weekend...but I'll study more than I've done in the past few weeks.  I'm not ready to "uninstall" MSN but I will "avoid" if I can...Please pray for me as I study for my final. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I will try to see some of you during this weekend(Burlington/Sauga) people...no more TO for a couple weeks. But........you can all come down to Burlington to visit. There is stuff to do here:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-4198000200901986947?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/4198000200901986947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=4198000200901986947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/4198000200901986947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/4198000200901986947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-going-to-do-unthinkable.html' title='I&apos;m going to do the unthinkable...'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-1684781660341752969</id><published>2007-03-30T20:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T21:18:34.046-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our lives are all connected, both parties benefit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever thought why you're here at this moment in this stage of your life? Why there have been certain people in your lives? Why some people remain friends and some have grown apart? Or a few grow closer because of the struggles they've gone through together...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I truly believe that God works in mysterious ways...He has a plan for each and everyone of us whether you know it or not...At first I was kinda skeptic, like really? I know that life is not a game, but the way that my life has worked out has been a blessing. A lot of people family, friends, collegues, etc... have seen this quote before as my email signature: &lt;em&gt;"I believe that God does put each person into my life for a purpose... the world's too big for it all to be a coincidence...For the purpose will be revealed in His time" &lt;/em&gt;A little less than two years ago, a friend said this to me and it really meant a lot to me. Often I am reminded of this, but more so lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been thinking, if I didn't go to my friend's birthday last September, I wouldn't have met some of my TO friends that I've been hanging out with now also. I wouldn't be able to witness to them or just expand my circle of friends. Each person I meet, contributes to shaping my character; as well, my influence on them. I'm not implying this scenario only w/ Toronto, but also a few new friends in surrounding Oakville/Mississauga area. It's as if I didn't go to the States a couple months ago, I wouldn't have gotten to know a couple people better or if I didn't go to the Stag or some gathering/party, certain events would not have happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've had a lot of fun, last weekend, Saturday night and Sunday as well. Just being w/ friends has helped me cope with the stress and anxiety that I have been going through at work. For the past few months, work and school has consumed a lot of my time, my life and my mind. The first thing an last thing going through my mind is work or school. But last Saturday night while playing games, I forgot how fast the time went by or how much fun I was having. For that short time, I forgot about work and school. I was happy again. Not saying that I'm not happy but being able to relax. I'm so thankful for my friends, you help me escape my reality...my job, my schooling. Thanks for planning activities/outings/ice skating, or just calling me up. It has meant a lot to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;In closing, I guess life has come around it's full circle...by that I mean, just as I have been there for you, you have been there for me also. Through the joy and laughter, but especially through the troubled times. The Lord brings people into your lives, although confused as to why two people are friends, down the road, you realize the true purpose of the friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-1684781660341752969?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/1684781660341752969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=1684781660341752969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/1684781660341752969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/1684781660341752969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/03/our-lives-are-all-connected.html' title='Our lives are all connected, both parties benefit'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-6724346499913589262</id><published>2007-03-25T22:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T22:43:57.354-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday in TO and my accident</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I went to TO as well today to hear the TSO perform one of the piano concertos from Beethoven's masterpieces. Since I'm here, I thought I hang out w/ some friends, most were glad to see me...great to meet people as well. On my way into TO, I hit something...rather something hit me...maybe it was the fog? A bird, looked like a sparrow or robin, flew into my windshield while I was driving on the QEW...well it hit my windshield SPLAT! and bounced off it and probably landed somewhere else dead. Let's just say going 120km/hr, and it hit dead centre, there's no way it would have survived. I've never had this happen to me, so I also lost control of my car for a moment...I slammed my brakes. I felt so bad, I was praying right away. I've killed one of God's creatures:( but it was an accident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After service but b4 Sunday school, we had breakfast @ Kim Moon Bakery. Thanks to Simon, Angel, Jon, Trinh for breakfast, small world, saw Emmanueller too:) Had lunch w/ a few of them@ Hong Kong Harbour, the HK style food,(aka Cafe Hollywood). Must also add, that the worship team and the choir was also good too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hung out w/ one of my friends for the afternoon, while watching chick flick, "wedding planner"...then a couple of my friends came over for dinner before the TSO performance since it was only minutes away. I actually enjoyed cooking tonight, and I'm glad everyone enjoyed it. Sorry for leaving the place a mess, dine and dash, but time was ticking away. Both of us girlz ran to the Hall in our heels, w/o falling, YAY! Met up w/ one of my other TO friends and headed in for the concert. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I would say the last piece was the best. Conducted by Bramwell Tovey who has been the Music Director of the Vancouver Symphony Orchestra since 2000 and works internationally w/ a prestigious list of orchestras. The piano concerto (Beethoven's Piano concerto No.4, in Gmajor, Op.58) was done nicely too, w/ Jane Coop on the piano. Although, the last piece (Camille SAinte-saens) Symphony No.3, in C MInor, Op.78 "Organ Symphony) w/ Patricia Krueger on the organ was just breathtaking. The organ although not always famous, was just majestic and powerful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Standing ovation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks everyone for a great weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-6724346499913589262?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/6724346499913589262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=6724346499913589262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/6724346499913589262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/6724346499913589262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/03/sunday-in-to-and-my-accident.html' title='Sunday in TO and my accident'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-2889266279723688735</id><published>2007-03-25T22:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T22:19:00.809-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday March 24th</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tonight Elaine and I did our usual Jumping &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:Frog@"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Frog @ Church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. We watched a video on the ten commandments and it was just too funny, you can read it on Elaine's blog. Let's just say, very "Disney" like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After Jumping Frog, I headed over to my friend's fiancee's place and played some games. Well, by the time I got there, I was a judge for Apples to Apples. It took me 20minutes from hwy to hwy to Markham but then I got lost. I was stubborn and didn't want to call Dave, thinking I could find it on my own. Eventually I found the place so I thought, rang the door bell and this is what happend:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: Ring door bell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Man: Who is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: It's Bonnie, M, open up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Man: Opens door, and says who are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: I'm so sorry, I have the wrong house...(Embarassing b/c it was like 10pm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I thought I had the right house b/c I saw Pat's car and Dave's car...but it was the house across the street that I was looking for. So I called, and finally got the right place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After awhile, we all played Taboo, and I had suggested battle of the sexes...that didn't go over well with the guys, so we mixed up the teams, the "wiser" vs. "young"...it was fun though. Lots of laughter, which I cannot blog about. Played for a couple hours then headed home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On my way home, I almost got into a car accident as a car, did not check his blind spot and almost hit me if I didn't move over quickly but at the same time I could have hit another car as i was in the middle lane. I honked at him/her but thank goodness I didn't hit anything that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks Alice for having us over=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-2889266279723688735?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/2889266279723688735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=2889266279723688735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/2889266279723688735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/2889266279723688735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/03/saturday-march-24th.html' title='Saturday March 24th'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-6132052815408683422</id><published>2007-03-19T19:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T20:33:54.346-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Guys Beware</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Something I learned over the weekend...a pick up line for the boyz...well, if you're a guy and you're asked this question, don't look stupid now, b/c I told you what it means:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Conversation among a CA(Chartered Accountant in training), CGA(Certified General Accountant in training), An Economist, an OT:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Girl(1): Hey, you know what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Girl (2): Whaaaaaaat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Girl (1): Some guys aren't that smart w/ pickup lines but if you're looking for a rich hubby, ask this question... What's your 260? Also can be asked "What's your line 260?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Girl (2): Hahaha...No guy is going to know what that means unless he's in Finance. Actually, no one else knew the answer except for me and Girl1(CA).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The answer: If you didn't know but some will...Line 260 is your "Net Income" on your tax return. IF someone asks you, about your Line 150, it's your "gross income" but no one really cares about that. Just thought it was funny! Not that I would ever ask a guy's 260, but that doesn't mean others won't...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Guys...heads up :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-6132052815408683422?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/6132052815408683422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=6132052815408683422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/6132052815408683422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/6132052815408683422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/03/guys-beware.html' title='Guys Beware'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-7974199016393211837</id><published>2007-03-19T18:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T19:12:39.748-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a CRAZY Weekend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Friday: I am probably the most forgetful person that way, that it's not even funny. I prepared a dish for potluck @ Emmanuel and I left it at home. Soooo, I fought the traffic at 4:30 and took the QEW home in the middle of a blizzard. It took me an hour to get home and I don't live that far either, but the traffic was just soooooo slow, that my eyes kinda closed a few times. I didn't exactly fall asleep but my eyes were heavy. When I got home, I rested for 15minutes and headed out to Alana's which took me another hour b/c of the storm. When I got to Sauga, there was no snow anywhere but it was cold. As I parked my car, I knew people were going to ask, ah, where did you come from? Alaska? Fellowship was good, we had a bible study on 1Timothy 5 and PNelson was able to join us for a bit as well. I decided to leave around midnight as the roads were bad and it took me an hour to get home. Luckily, there weren't too many vehicles on the roads as I couldn't see the lines on the roads, so I was kinda taking up two lanes. Switching lanes w/o signalling which I was not aware of, I mean really, one can't see where the lanes were. (120KM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Saturday: Since I was the last one up, I had no car so I couldn't go over to a friend's house in the morning...I woke up around 9:30am too=( In the evening, I went to a friend's Birthday in Markham@ Maison du Japan, food was good, especially sashimi and the arctic roll but the service was horrible. Watched "Phat Girls" movie @ Alana's then went home. Those that know me, also know that I have poor driving directions and got lost once coming back to Sauga and missed the "Burnhamthorpe exit" (200KM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sunday: Went to Church, and then to NY to a friend's place and hung out w/ the girlz for the afternoon. Met up w/ a friend later for dinner at Congee Wong...might as well, since I'm out there. It's not often that I'm there that I can meet up w/ friends. After a wonderful dinner, dessert(BBT) @ The Sugar located next door. It's a very good place for BBT. Didn't get lost, not really...but when you say Finch or Sheppherd or Leslie, it really doesn't mean anything ot me except that it's in the North York/Scarborough area. (160KM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Overall, I've filled up on gas twice this past weekend...spent about $45-$50 in gas.  Poor car...I don't think I've driven that much in any given weekend...and the 401 series is frightening. Everyone is so dangerous, I've had to use my horn, slam my breaks...Why can't they drive like the people on the QEW. My blood pressure sky rockets! Although, I did have a great weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-7974199016393211837?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/7974199016393211837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=7974199016393211837' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/7974199016393211837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/7974199016393211837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-been-crazy-weekend.html' title='It&apos;s been a CRAZY Weekend...'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-5212577250515171357</id><published>2007-03-17T10:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T10:55:50.732-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dressing alike at work</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This past week, everthing I wore matched someone at work this week...I was either a twin or triplet. This was my observation at the office this week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Monday: Mark(Analyst)-Maroon dress shirt, black pants, black shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                 Me(Accounting)-Maroon turtleneck, black pants, black shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday: Carol(Executive to the prez)- white blouse, black vest, black pants, black heels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                  Me(Accounting)-white blouse, black vest, black pants, black heels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday: Jen(Construction)- Grey top, black pants, heels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                       Me: Grey top also v-neck, black pants, heels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thursday: Mark(Analyst)- Black top, black pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                    Summer(co-op)- Black top, black pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                    Me: Black top and black pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friday: Fabio(Land Eng)- Brown dress shirt, blue jeans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;              Me: Brown top, blue jeans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Other observations from others at work: M, stop wearing what I'm wearing...wearing identical colours twice a week is a bit much. Brian said,"What do you guys do? Call each other in the morning and ask what you're wearing?" I said,"Nope, this is all by chance" Each person that wore the same colours as I was all just by chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-5212577250515171357?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/5212577250515171357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=5212577250515171357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/5212577250515171357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/5212577250515171357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/03/dressing-alike-at-work.html' title='Dressing alike at work'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-4446641657136665504</id><published>2007-03-16T23:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T00:01:17.896-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's been such a crazy did from the moment I woke up this morning...I guess I do need more than 5 hours of sleep=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;First of all, I left my Chowmein at home that I was suppose to bring w/ me to work so that I wouldn't have to come home to  make it and save some gas. Soooooooo b/c of rush hour traffic, it took me an hour to get home+the blizzard in Burlington didn't help.  Lately, I've noticed that between 3-6pm, I am at the most tired state of mind...that is if I go home right after work as oppose to stopping at the gym or store first. So I started to doze off just slightly while being stuck on the QEW, so that really is not good...yes, like someone said to me tonight, I should have just pulled over, but I'm also stubborn. I did have "Hillsong Blessed Live" blaring in my car, but still not keeping me awake. Anywayz, I made it home safely to grab my food and rest for 1/2hr then faced the traffic to Alana's house. It took me about an hour to get out there, when really w/o the snow would be a little over 30 minutes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tonight at Fellowship, we had Potluck, and wow there was so much food. There were about 20 of us tonight, and it felt like the old times. It was cozy atmosphere and good fellowship over some yummy food. Our topic tonight was on 1 Timothy 5, about elders, the widows, etc..We also celebrated the March Birthdays over a "Hello Kitty" Birthday cake. As a group, we also discussed some issue outstanding and on the matter of which day, we've changed it back to Thursdays. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I decided to leave shortly after midnight as I had the quite the drive back. Let me tell you, it was not fun. The salt trucks were just starting to appear but not in full force. The highway was not salted yet, which made the roads dangerous and slippery. Those that know me, always, say"what have you hit lately?"...well, I'm surprised that I didn't hit anything tonight, since I took up almost two lanes and I didn't signal when changing lanes. Well, I didn't know I was changing lanes, you couldn't see where the lines were as they were covered in the snow. I did skid a couple times, but no cars near me, phew! It took me an hour to get home but at least everything is in one piece. Thanks Alana, for making sure I got home alright!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-4446641657136665504?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/4446641657136665504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=4446641657136665504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/4446641657136665504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/4446641657136665504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/03/crazy-friday.html' title='Crazy Friday'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-2263138267653049087</id><published>2007-03-14T20:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T20:47:13.452-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Great News...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I did really well on my midterm, thanks everyone for your prayers and support. Sorry if I've been a hermit these past two months...I'll make it up to you all=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-2263138267653049087?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/2263138267653049087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=2263138267653049087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/2263138267653049087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/2263138267653049087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/03/great-news.html' title='Great News...'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-6111555862541861098</id><published>2007-03-11T19:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T20:28:15.393-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Missions...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This past weekend, the topic of "Missions" came up in all my conversations w/ friends..and it has got me thinking, would I be a candidate for serving overseas or in other countries? I know there will never be a "right time", when God says GO, I will go...A lot of my friends have gone on Mission trips or will be going on them soon but for those of us who have yet to experience it, well perhaps soon. Honestly, I admire people who go on these mission trips to go and do God's work. With that said, the people doing His work right here in Sauga or GTA or wherever they maybe are also admirable. You can be a SS teacher, a part of the worship team, or various committees/involvement within your local Church. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;For me personally, I do see doing missions in the future in a third world country or other various developing countries. Yes, there will be cultural shock and a  lot of depressing situations but at the same time, I think I'd learn a lot more.  Perhaps not full time, but for three weeks or a month...At the same time, something that was brought up in one of the conversations, did we waste our time in obtaining our degrees/education? That thought did cross my mind but I'm sure that God can use our talents in those countries no matter how different it may be. He has plans for each and every one of us.  He knows our future, He knows our every thought, we just need to trust in Him. He will show us the way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-6111555862541861098?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/6111555862541861098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=6111555862541861098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/6111555862541861098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/6111555862541861098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/03/missions.html' title='Missions...'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-7033358026084175308</id><published>2007-03-10T21:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T22:04:16.713-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of winter...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Last night was probably the last we'll ever see of Winter again until Christmas according to the weather forcast. I mean I look forward to the warm weather, the walks, the hikes...but at the same time I'll miss my winter sports.  I'll miss ice skating and skiing...I've really enjoyed it this winter. Ice skating is quite the relaxing activity for me. I get to chat w/ friends, enjoy the scenery and exercise. Last night, I went to Gage Park for one last time to say farewell to winter and my ice skates...it was what I needed. Just to relax. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;At the end, we helped a woman after she fell and I gave her some advice on her sprained knee.  I found out tonight that my diagnosis, was in reverse order. It's ice pack for 48 hours, then the heating pads after....ooooooooops! but it is still effective. I told her to keep it elevated, do not apply pressure to it and to see a doctor in the morning for xrays. I didn't think it was broken, but just probably a sprain. The woman asked if I was a doctor and I giggled..."Dr. Bonnie Lok" hmmmmmm....nice ring to it, hahaha...but I said nope. She then said, "a nurse?"...then my friend said "beancounter"...just that I've hurt myself enough times to know a bit of treatment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;On another note, the topic of missions came up....which I'll blog later, I'll see.  There's so much to write, but just trying to organize my thoughts right now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-7033358026084175308?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/7033358026084175308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=7033358026084175308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/7033358026084175308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/7033358026084175308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/03/last-day-of-winter.html' title='Last day of winter...'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-6067625164746823575</id><published>2007-03-04T22:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:01:34.525-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cars Cars Cars~What's that thing under the hood?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hahaha...the engine?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038299131290131746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/ReuiXai1HSI/AAAAAAAAAA8/MbjNGlcGh5I/s200/cayman_aerokit_hi_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Shocking that I know a little about cars...The past 24hours, talks about cars. Well of course, most people who know me know that I know nothing about cars...well not nothing just not much. I lifted the hood of my Corolla like last year for the first time.  One of the vehicles that caught my eye was  the 2007 Porsche Cayman line S-Class w/ the Aerokit. Well there are a bit of differences between the S-Class and base suchas the engine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;S-Class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- 3.4-liter engine in the Cayman S makes 295 hp and 250 pounds-feet of torque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- 18" wheels are std., 19" optional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- For better high-speed downforce, a rear spoiler automatically extends when the car reaches 75 mph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- 14.1 cubic feet of storage space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- Std. six-speed manual Transmission, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- Goes from zero to 60mph in 5.1 seconds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Base model "Not S-Class"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- Engine displaces 2.7 liters, producing 245 hp and 201 pounds-feet of torque.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- 17" wheels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- 14.5 cubic feet of storage space&lt;br /&gt;- Std. five-speed manual Transmission, six-speed is "optional"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- Goes from zero to 60mph in 5.8seconds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Price range: Too expensive for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-6067625164746823575?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/6067625164746823575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=6067625164746823575' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/6067625164746823575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/6067625164746823575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/03/cars-cars-carswhats-that-thing-under.html' title='Cars Cars Cars~What&apos;s that thing under the hood?'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/ReuiXai1HSI/AAAAAAAAAA8/MbjNGlcGh5I/s72-c/cayman_aerokit_hi_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20505716.post-4711153022182436085</id><published>2007-03-04T19:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T22:41:17.215-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks for bringing me out=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last night, Chanthan brought me out to a friend of a friend's Stag and Doe. Well I know the Groomsman from one of Lewis's parties and the rest of the MAC Eng gang...Lots of food, MEAT MEAT MEAT! Lots of drinks too. Thanks for buying me drinks, peeps! Dancing was ummmmmmmmm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks Channie for driving the Burlington crowd.  Of course, Lewis, would need a ride...hahaha. Regardless, it was great to see the old crowd again and reaquainted with others. I'm glad I went. I was able to get to know some friends better that I had not been in the past and talk about my Faith as well. God works in myesterious ways. Opportunities present itself.  It is hard to ge together w/ friends from MAC when none of us are in Hamilton anymore, well 70% of us aren't. Time is precious and life is short. I will try to see you all more often,although now that some of you live in TO, like Bathurst/Lakeshore or Yonge/Lakeshore is close to where I stay from time to time...so I'll see. Or crash over w/ sleeping bags.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-4711153022182436085?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/4711153022182436085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=4711153022182436085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/4711153022182436085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/4711153022182436085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/03/thanks-for-bringing-me-out.html' title='Thanks for bringing me out=)'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-3074197935067691221</id><published>2007-02-28T22:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T23:10:38.301-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dating, the potential marriage partner</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, the questions: Dating...Are you ready to date? Am I ready to date? How do you find that Spiritual Partner? Will God provide? Everyone goes through that phase, me included...Lately, my friends have been going through this and have been asking me questions. We can talk into the wee hours of the night about it and still be saying the same thing over and over..."What is God's purpose for me?","Am I wasting my time dating you?","Is it just the physical attraction?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've had more and more of these discussions in the past 18months. Sometimes, the answers are there but our judgement has been clouded by other distractions. Of course, it's easier said than done. You meet someone of the opposite sex, you get along, both are Spiritually connected with God, but is something missing? You've both prayed about the relationship together and with God, but sometimes it doesn't work out. It's not the end, there's still hope. People say, each person has a "soulmate" out there, well at least one, but does that mean you have to marry your "soulmate"? I've had that discussion w/ peopel before and be "soulmates" but not w/ in the same context. It's open to interpretation. It's complicated. I'll reserve my judgement on that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;All I'm saying is looking for that right Spiritual partner...Please correct me if I'm wrong, but some of the qualities he/she must have:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Be a born again Christian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;2. Have the desire to grow and serve the Lord, being active in his/her Church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;3. Possess Christ-like qualities in him/her, obeying the two greatest commandments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think those are the key and of course, being able to connect, work together, talk, help each other through their struggles are important, nonetheless, everything should flow if he/she possess the three qualities. You may read this and say, yup, I have those qualities. I know a number of guys that have those qualities too, but that doesn't mean he/she is the one you are going to marry. If you're lucky enough, the people that possess these qualities are also your friends, perhaps even close ones too. I have been fortunate enough to have friends that have that desire to learn, grow and serve the Lord, to live in Christ. When the time is right, we'll both know. In the mean time, here are a couple articles:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boundless.org/2005/articles/a0001449.cfm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.boundless.org/2005/articles/a0001449.cfm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://www.boundless.org/2005/answers/a0001454.cfm" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.boundless.org/2005/answers/a0001454.cfm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't have the anwers, only opinions...let me know what you think on this subject.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-3074197935067691221?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/3074197935067691221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=3074197935067691221' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/3074197935067691221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/3074197935067691221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/02/dating-potential-marriage-partner.html' title='Dating, the potential marriage partner'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-3880199747725634178</id><published>2007-02-26T21:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T21:39:11.751-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid-Term Tomorrow (Tuesday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yikes, can't believe it's been seven weeks into the course. I am such a procastinator, this is not good...I finally got down studying tonight, no TV, no going out, nothing...so far, I've spent about three hours studying and writing out my formula sheet.  Please pray that I don't stress out, for those that know me, I worry too much=( Whatever, my mark is, I put it into God's hands...whether it's a 70% or higher, nothing I can do...as long as I try my best. Somehow, easier said than done. The mid-term is 40% of my final mark, so if I don't do well, I would have wasted seven weeks of my life on Advanced Stats/Probability Analysis...After tomorrow, I'll have another 4 weeks of "relaxation" rather prep for my final, on April 10th. Honestly, I rather have tests and assignments throughout the term rather than 2 exams and one assignment. Mind you, homework is done weekly to apply what we've learned in class but worth no marks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks in advance for your prayers and support and encouragement. It means a lot to me=) Hopefully, I can hang out w/ you all again soon...thanks for being patient while I go into hibernation...I mean studying. Fill me in on what's been happening...I feel so out of the loop=( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok, break time over, back to the textbook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-3880199747725634178?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/3880199747725634178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=3880199747725634178' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/3880199747725634178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/3880199747725634178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/02/mid-term-tomorrow-tuesday.html' title='Mid-Term Tomorrow (Tuesday)'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-3069490899090492423</id><published>2007-02-25T16:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T16:22:49.945-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weddings and Engagments...LOL(humour)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is a funny story/joke if you were in Church today...Elaine got married over the weekend by Hazel, and I'm engaged to Wu...It all started that Elaine's name got printed wrong in the bulletin, and yes there is someone named Elaine Wong but also an Elaine Sung. So just a typo there but funny all the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How I became engaged?  In Sunday school, my friends WuTam, were picking on me today b/c there was ackward silence so they said, "Bonnie" when it came to getting a volunteer to read the scripture. So, I comply of course, I don't mind...just being put on the spot. Later on, the discussion got to wives submit to the husbands and the husbands loving their wives...At one point, the question was asked, is there anyone getting married in the room? Again, silence in the room, just eyes staring at each other bouncing off the walls...then I hear from WuTam, "Bonnie"...I'm like "Whaaaaaaaaaat?" And all eyes turn on me, and I do blush easily...so I said, "Pat!" I'm like ssssssssssshhhh....I'm really not engaged yet.  Although, Tam you may be on your way down the aisle...caught you w/ a bridal magazine...hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So ya, that's the story/joke, humour/highlight of the day.  Yes, all this is Fiction!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-3069490899090492423?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/3069490899090492423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=3069490899090492423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/3069490899090492423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/3069490899090492423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/02/weddings-and-engagmentslolhumour.html' title='Weddings and Engagments...LOL(humour)'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-4462689916557480819</id><published>2007-02-24T23:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T21:30:02.967-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Games Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tonight, Yifan, Elaine and I were team leaders in the Jumping Frog's Games night. I must say, it was a fun experience. At first I was a skeptic, but I'm glad I did it. I had a mixture of kids from JK to grade 5 and parents as well. Jess was my Assistant, one of the Aunties daughters, then one of the mothers after introductions, asked if Jess and I were sisters...hahaha...Although, there are some resemblances, like height, body shape, etc...but I'm like nope not RELATED. Just by chance we look similar. Anyways, the kids were adorable and we won for best "Sportsmanship" award. I'm glad the whole group had lots of fun and cheered on other teams as well and helped each other out. That was the important thing. Congrats to Yifan's team for winning 3rd out of 8 teams. Games included, snowball fight, which kinda got a little out of control, shoematching contest, basketball, relay races, bean bag races, potatoe "pillow cases" sacks, cheering contest, etc...I'm just really proud of everyone, the kids especially, learning teamwork and it's not about winning but just having fun, they are the true winners.''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After the games, us ladies and Dave went out to Cafe Hollywood for food and chitchat. After all that yelling and screaming and running, you get thirsty and a bit hungry. Saw a few other people there from MCAC, small world what can I say? Lots of intersting conversations, and stories about my trip that Yifan never heard. Yes, girl, I thought you were going to start crying from laughing so hard...we were probably the loudest table at the restaurant...but it's all cool. It was fun=)&lt;/span&gt; Talked about nicknames as well...I think Elaine mentioned how my msn says "Dan-Tat" which I mentioned why I was called that; how several friends gave me that name...but also the gang mentioned I'll be remembered as "Delicious" and "Cinnabon"...am I forgetting anything else? hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Til next time=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-4462689916557480819?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/4462689916557480819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=4462689916557480819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/4462689916557480819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/4462689916557480819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/02/games-night.html' title='Games Night'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-429370634381502173</id><published>2007-02-23T12:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T12:26:11.180-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Come on February, Just End!!</title><content type='html'>Like some of my friends, we all want February to end for various reasons...It has been the longest month, I've had more problems in general with life/work/personal relationships w/ friends...I need it to end.  I need spring to come. Hopefully, I'll have a more interesting life in March. February seemed to turn me into a hermit. I've had almost next to no social life, didn't say none, just very different to the previous months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think taking today off from work gave me a chance to just relax at least somewhat. I stayed up til 1am last night and woke up at 9:30am...although once in awhile I don't mind staying up on a weeknight.  Although I felt bad for my friend...it's great to chat into the night but if you're the one working the next morning, it's gotta suck. But I'll pray for you. Everything will be fine in the end, there'll be turbulance along the way but it'll work out and I'm not just being optimistic, it's the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I had to tie up some lose ends at work so I co-ordinated the stuff from home to my collegues.  Now back to studying=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-429370634381502173?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/429370634381502173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=429370634381502173' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/429370634381502173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/429370634381502173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/02/come-on-february-just-end.html' title='Come on February, Just End!!'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-7947118513019729631</id><published>2007-02-20T23:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T23:41:50.756-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving up something for "Lent"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today, after a stressful day of taxes, tomorrow is the end, YAY! Anywayz, this afternoon my collegues were talking about giving up something for "lent"...I heard the VP of Marketing say, "oh, are you Catholic?"...C/S Mgr replies, "No, but I thought I give up something for six weeks"...some in the office are Catholic or Protestant or of some faith...Basically, everyone is going to give up something from today til Palm Sunday, 40 days whether it's alcohol, carbs, meat, chocolates...etc. Some of my department are giving up carbs(ladies), alcohol, McD's, in my case, I'm giving up meat (except for fish). Yup, for the next 40 days, no chicken, beef, pork, lamb, etc... only fish. I think I can do it, all my collegues are holding each other accountable.  I mean this may be a good opportunity to get to know them better. I was actually going to email someone in my Fellowship while I was working b/c I was really having a bad day. With in 20minutes into my day, I already had a fight w/ my supervisor and told her she was wrong, in a nice way. At least that I didn't agree w/ her methods/approach and then 2hrs later, situation cooled down a bit and were better. Then later in the afternoon we're talking about lent and how everyone in the office is doing this.Anyways, we'll see what happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-7947118513019729631?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/7947118513019729631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=7947118513019729631' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/7947118513019729631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/7947118513019729631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/02/giving-up-something-for-lent.html' title='Giving up something for &quot;Lent&quot;'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-4441296581036254339</id><published>2007-02-19T22:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T22:22:45.235-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is Patient, Love is Kind...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tonight I was talking to one of my girlfriend's in China whom I've known since I was a child. We grew up together, been through the good and bad times.  Ah yes, relationships, the "R" word...a word that can make us feel mushy inside or full of hatred.  Opposite spectrums depending on who you are.  I don't know if I'm the one to give advice as I'm often the one seeking advice but here it goes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Relationships will always be complicated...he said, she said.  When it doesn't work out, give it time, prayer and time will heal the wounds of the heart. Sometimes, when you part, you can still be friends after the wounds start healing and sometimes you're better off not communicating anymore. Whether the memories are too painful or maybe you're not ready yet. When one pushes the other, that person may push you further away, not all guys and gals communicate the same way. One may feel suffocated, the other neglected, one may be jealous, the other insecure...Whatever the reason, give him/her the space he/she needs to figure things out...if the relationship already ended and you just want the friendship, maybe he/she doesn't want any part of it, not just yet. Sometimes, being friends is better off.  If the relationship didn't work, and the friendship is there, take it. Perhaps, one day it can be something more again, and maybe not but at least you have the friendship...I'm not saying that it's easy, of course not! But girl, no matter how much you want him to respond to email, ecard, phone, etc... if he wants to be alone, just let him be. It takes two to make any relationship work...same with friendships. If he/she is important to you, than both will make the time for phone calls/emails/dinners, etc... If you're the only one doing it as it seems like in this case, let me ask you this, is this what you want? Being the one sending ecards, emails, phone calls, etc...you're putting in the effort, calling his friends...this may also sound like stalking as well. The blocking email, maybe there's something that you don't know that he feels hurt about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You've done your part, that's all you can do. The rest is not up to you. Obviously, he's not ready to talk, so as hard as it is for me to say this, b/c you're my friend...move on.  There are lots of guys in China or here back home...The right one is out there for you and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, it's easier said than done...but girl, I'll pray 4 you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-4441296581036254339?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/4441296581036254339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=4441296581036254339' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/4441296581036254339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/4441296581036254339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/02/love-is-patient-love-is-kind.html' title='Love is Patient, Love is Kind...'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-1133458868863018479</id><published>2007-02-19T19:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:01:34.821-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Straight OR Wavy Hair?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RdpPKytgBTI/AAAAAAAAAAw/lji6-A6NhKs/s1600-h/MCAC-Coffeehouse+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033422580369851698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RdpPKytgBTI/AAAAAAAAAAw/lji6-A6NhKs/s200/MCAC-Coffeehouse+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok guys, after 72hours...thank you for your honest opinion...I'll stay w/ the straight hair. This will be hard to manage, I'm the odd Asian w/ naturally wavy hair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-1133458868863018479?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/1133458868863018479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=1133458868863018479' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/1133458868863018479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/1133458868863018479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/02/straight-or-wavy-hair.html' title='Straight OR Wavy Hair?'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RdpPKytgBTI/AAAAAAAAAAw/lji6-A6NhKs/s72-c/MCAC-Coffeehouse+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20505716.post-7208686692524986017</id><published>2007-02-17T21:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:01:35.278-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MCAC~Emmanuel's First Coffeehouse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RdfIWabArBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xubAUb7D9lY/s1600-h/MCAC-Coffeehouse+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032711395985107986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RdfIWabArBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xubAUb7D9lY/s320/MCAC-Coffeehouse+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RdfIWqbArCI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wUxI1O7vrG0/s1600-h/MCAC-Coffeehouse+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032711400280075298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RdfIWqbArCI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wUxI1O7vrG0/s320/MCAC-Coffeehouse+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RdfIW6bArDI/AAAAAAAAAAc/KUTNs7DVQ14/s1600-h/MCAC-Coffeehouse+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032711404575042610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RdfIW6bArDI/AAAAAAAAAAc/KUTNs7DVQ14/s320/MCAC-Coffeehouse+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a great success!! Thanks to everyone who helped out. Lots of guests, different cultures for sure=) Here are a few pics that turned out ok for those who couldn't make it last night...Great food, great testimonies, and cozy atmosphere. There were approximately40-50 people who came out, yay! We should do another one sometime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-7208686692524986017?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/7208686692524986017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=7208686692524986017' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/7208686692524986017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/7208686692524986017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/02/mcacemmanuels-first-coffeehouse.html' title='MCAC~Emmanuel&apos;s First Coffeehouse'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qoxACYEULw/RdfIWabArBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xubAUb7D9lY/s72-c/MCAC-Coffeehouse+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20505716.post-1791288101877413693</id><published>2007-02-17T18:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T19:59:37.504-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mont-Tremblant Trip</title><content type='html'>Finally...I'll blog about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost been a month since I left for this trip, yet most of the memories are still in tact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday(Jan26): Worked half the day and left w/ Donna, Andrea and Kelly for Pearon Airport. Got to the airport, checked luggage, and hung around til 4pm for our flight.  Going through security, was a bit long, had to take off hiking boots, belts, jackets, etc...Remember this is the same evening where an enormous snow storm hit TO.  As all 43 of us boarded the plane, we circled around the airport for an hour until, the plane was de-iced and air traffic was cleared.  By the time we landed in Montreal, really it's not suppose to be a long flight, our shuttle from Skyport Int. arrived, yay! private Coach.  The ride up there was about 90minutes to Tremblant.  On the ride up there, we stopped at the IGA supermarket and shopped for "breakfast" items of course all paid for, thxs Uncle Joe.  One person from each condo was to go in and buy the food.  I asked Donna and Andrea what they wanted and they said, "bagels, crm chs, english muffins, juice, BT water", I'm like ok...How was I suppose to know you could buy alcohol at these places, I've never been to Montreal before. Anyways, by the time we checked in, it was almost 10pm. At this point, no one had dinner yet, and we were in the Chateau's outside the "village"...about a 5min shuttle ride down the mountain.  Since, I"m the shy one, my roomies took me next door to the guys room and they did a bit of pre-drinking there.  They asked me to smoke and I said, no, I don't do that nor am I a heavy drinker. Anywayz, someone made an executive decision and the five of us headed into town around 11pm and went to Casey's. After Casey's we(the five of us) met up w/ some of the Construction teams at "La Petit Caribou" one of the two night clubs in the village.  It was nice of the guys to let us in first as there was a line...and at 1am in -30, it was a bit cold. Donna, my roomie was looking after me there as well, bc I didn't want to go clubbing in the first place, but forgot the address of where I was staying and my French is not that great.  I tried to make the most of it, for my second clubbing experience, I mean thanks fellas for buying me drinks, but not necessary. I'm not a dancer, at least not comfortable in that kind of surrounding, so no matter if you drag me to the dance floor(literally), sandwich me, whatever, it makes me more uncomfortable. Yes, it's supopse to be a party weekend, but to me you're a bunch of strangers.  But thanks to Joe/Mike/Donna for protecting me...yes as M says, I attract sleazy guys. At least this time, I just say "NO!" and go back to my Mattamy group.  Thanks to the team for looking after all us ladies, trying to keep us warm outside at 3:30am in -30 while waiting for taxis, where only one was operational at that time.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday(JAn27): Woke up at 7:30am, didn't feel well.  I had maybe a little less than two drinks, and 10ml of a few other things but yea, not feeling well.  Took a quick shower, ate breakfast and went Snowmobiling at 8:30am with "Borat" the tourguide. At least he was nicknamed that. He was mostly friendly but I didn't like it how he wouldn't let me drive the snowmobile even though I signed the waiver. I was teamed up w/ Joe for the snowmobile ride where I was the passenger, not the driver. We were all told to take off our winter gear and where they're winter gear b/c it's really cold in the mountains...but to my surprise, there was a hole in one of my gloves. Anywayz, the 11 of us were in the mountains for about 4hours, it was really cold. Actually, I had no idea that I was not allowed to drive the snowmobile until 3/4 of the way when we were suppose to switch, and Stephen the guide said, "Nono, Monsieur JOe, Madame Bonnie is a first time driver"...I think what Joe meant was first time driving a snowmobile not a vehicle in general. About 3.5 hours into the excursion, it became so cold that even though I was hugging the driver to prevent myself falling off, that I blacked out.  I just remember while wearing the ski mask, I closed my eyes for a minute, so I thought...next thing I knew, we were back at the base.  I'm surprised I didn't fall off and no I was getting...ahhhh..never mind.  The four of us went back to the chateau changed and went for lunch at La Shack in the Village...kinda pricey. Yay, for free time.  AFter lunch, I went off and toured the village, took some pictures and went home to the chateau to do some reading and devotions. I had a few hours before my presence was expected at Dinner at Bullseye, also in the Village. Dinner was superb, and sorry I didn't keep my promise Joe/Mike/Donna but I needed to recover from friday night...can't party 2nights in a row and still function in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday(jan28): Went skiing at 9am, but I missed my lesson b/c it took an hour to get the ski equipment, etc...i had to wait for the next lesson at 11am.  Although, I made a few new friends...two chinese and two from England also first time skiiers. I only fell once but it was fun. Learned one thing. Don't answer my cell phone when I'm on the slopes.  Very clumsy already. I skipped lunch b/c I was having fun skiing on the bunny hill=) Came back to TO around 9pm, plane was delayed...while we're all waiting for our luggage, we parted and said our goodbyes, the weekend almost seemed like a week long trip. Definitely, the stuff also not mentioned goes "What happened in Tremblant stays in Tremblant."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-1791288101877413693?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/1791288101877413693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=1791288101877413693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/1791288101877413693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/1791288101877413693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-mont-tremblant-trip.html' title='My Mont-Tremblant Trip'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-6772602962820177577</id><published>2007-02-14T23:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T23:08:36.618-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;Today, should be a happy day...but instead what have I been doing?  I live at "ground zero" where the snow has fallen at an exponential rate.  In a period of 24hours, I've been dumped with 50+cm of snow.  Fresh, fluffy snow...perfect for that snowball fight if you know what I mean or to build a snow palace.  Anywayz, I told my bro to stay in Hamilton as he was attending a "friend's" party since there is no way that you can get your car in unless you drive an SUV.  So, being the daughter I am, I shovelled the whole driveway and the front. For those that have been to my place, my garage isn't attached to the house, it's about 10ft from the house, but still on the property. I spent an hour shovelling away and today, I spent another hour or so doing the same.  The difference is, another 30cm was on the ground this morning.  So I called in and said, I'll work from home today.  Can't even get out of the house.  There was so much snow, that the gate wouldn't open, so I hopped the fence and into the fluffy snow.  Must say it was fun but not the smartest move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So working from home isn't that bad...I can wear my PJ's and still do work. Instead of reading during lunch break, I was shovelling the front of my house=( Although, after I finished  work at 6, I continued my bath-a-thon.  I baked the SKOR cookies and the CHocolate chip cookies and a bach of RKsquares.  Tomorrow, it continues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz, enough blabbing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing all you(my friends) a Happy Valentine's Day=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-6772602962820177577?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/6772602962820177577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=6772602962820177577' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/6772602962820177577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/6772602962820177577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-9211283543634426519</id><published>2007-02-07T22:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T22:14:10.086-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Garnet's Reflection~Final Fantasy IV</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/3HzZpma4V-s' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/3HzZpma4V-s'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anime, yay! A mixture of anime along w/ Mulan's theme song "Reflections" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-9211283543634426519?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/9211283543634426519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=9211283543634426519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/9211283543634426519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/9211283543634426519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/02/garnet-reflectionfinal-fantasy-iv.html' title='Garnet&amp;#39;s Reflection~Final Fantasy IV'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-9163849556652770990</id><published>2007-02-07T22:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T06:40:21.527-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Aladdin (In Mandarin)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/8HJ8S0YNOAg' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/8HJ8S0YNOAg'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-9163849556652770990?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/9163849556652770990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=9163849556652770990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/9163849556652770990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/9163849556652770990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/02/aladdin-in-mandarin.html' title='Aladdin (In Mandarin)'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-2870534061352691237</id><published>2007-02-05T19:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T19:49:36.578-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaky Monday</title><content type='html'>Today, my new help, a co-op student in the Accounting field comes to report to me...and I'm like ok, this is where you'll be working, got her setup, trained her in the basics.  As I go to introduce her to the others in the Division, one of the ladies, says, "hey" you sure, she's new?  Did you know her?  My answer NO!  What are the odds that she wore the same colours as me, also Chinese, young, somewhat long black hair, same glasses?  So for tomorrow, I hope that we do not wear the same colours...but I did learn that she used to go to Church in TO but not since she moved to Brampton...we'll see what happens.  I think she's gonna hate me soon, but I'm trying to be nice.  I mean, how many people actually like their bosses?  I mean I'm not her "supervisor" exactly, but she will be reporting to me in my department.  I mean I have two people that work alongside me and they come to me for directions...so what am I? a team leader? Ahhhhhhhh...who knows?  As long as I have a job, it's good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-2870534061352691237?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/2870534061352691237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=2870534061352691237' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/2870534061352691237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/2870534061352691237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/02/freaky-monday.html' title='Freaky Monday'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-6834445213479619664</id><published>2007-02-03T18:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T18:51:53.001-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/uVU6mPsgTyk' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/uVU6mPsgTyk'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-6834445213479619664?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/6834445213479619664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=6834445213479619664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/6834445213479619664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/6834445213479619664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-5661208880719178629</id><published>2007-02-03T18:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T19:40:14.024-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I received an email yesterday to join "Facebook", at first, I was like another what?? So when I first got the invite, I ignored it b/c I had enough social networking as you'd call it, MSN, googlechat, ICQ, Ringo, etc...the list continues. So no offence, I ignored the invite at first. Yes, I know you're probably reading this too...LOL. Although, my purpose of writing this so far, is that to say, I'm glad I joined it. After having coffee and 5 cups of tea between 11-1am, I came home not able to sleep. Soooooo what do I do? I hop onto my computer and except the invite and start adding others to my list. Of course, I add my fellow brothers/sisters in Christ first...my MCAC gang, then I started to add other Churches w/ in the Missionary Alliance, then other Churches w/ in Ontario. Who knows? Perhaps, Emmanuel Fellowship can do a joint w/ other Churches in the GTA or if any of us decide to go to Ottawa for another visit...OCAC. So far, after 18hours, I've got about 18 friends on my list so far...it is not to brag, but I think joining this will also give me an opportunity to know other brothers/sisters in Christ and bring my non-believing friends to Church too as I have a lot of friends in the GTA but do not want to come out here in the west. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways, I'm borrowing the song from KF's "Facebook", Hacken Lee (Chinese Movie/singer). And if you can also read Cantonese, bonus! If you can't maybe I'll translate it for you one day. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-5661208880719178629?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/5661208880719178629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=5661208880719178629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/5661208880719178629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/5661208880719178629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/02/facebook.html' title='Facebook'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-117004294313893874</id><published>2007-01-28T21:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T21:55:43.156-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Montreal...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll write more once I've settled back in...It really feels like I've been gone more than a weekend.  I just wanted everyone to know I got back in one piece. Pictures, stories,etc...to come later on in the week. I know that what happend in Montreal stays in Montreal but some stuff is just so far out there.  Total of 42 people, 29 guys, 13 women. Thanks for making this trip a "memorable trip"..Thanks for looking after me/protecting me everyone.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-117004294313893874?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/117004294313893874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=117004294313893874' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/117004294313893874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/117004294313893874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/01/back-from-montreal.html' title='Back from Montreal...'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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-20505716.post-116978455943439995</id><published>2007-01-25T22:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T22:09:19.450-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Balancing Act</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ah, I've spoke to a few of my close friends about this topic recently...how does one do it?  How do you balance a full-time job, gym, fellowship, Church and school at the same time?  Since I've started taking Quantitative Stats&amp;Analysis, it's been  hard.  I think tonight is the first night that I've been watching TV.  I've missed watching Heros, 24, NCIS this season...went to the gym 2x this week, it's an improvement for this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Although, friends have been encouraging me lately so that is good.  A couple of you are going through the same things as me and it's great to know that I'm not alone in this...Thank you for all your support=)  I just have to learn to lift it all up to God, He will take care of me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've gotta go finish packing now for my trip as I leave my homework behind, it'll be waiting for me when I get back...sigh....I will try to have fun this weekend=) Need to relax...now what does that word mean again? LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20505716-116978455943439995?l=bonniemizu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/feeds/116978455943439995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20505716&amp;postID=116978455943439995' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/116978455943439995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20505716/posts/default/116978455943439995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonniemizu.blogspot.com/2007/01/balancing-act.html' title='The Balancing Act'/><author><name>Bonbon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209255063808111243</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>
