<?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-6384884</id><updated>2011-11-28T08:56:29.826+08:00</updated><category term='throat'/><category term='singing'/><category term='beggar'/><category term='Hong Kong'/><category term='Madamme Tussaud&apos;s Wax Museum'/><category term='andy&apos;s undies'/><category term='Night tour'/><category term='Ocean Park'/><category term='Jewelry'/><category term='operandi'/><category term='Space Mountain'/><category term='Victoria Peak'/><category term='Stitch'/><category term='modus'/><category term='अर्मंदो'/><category term='TSL'/><category term='Mickey Mouse'/><category term='makati'/><category term='Disneyland'/><category term='फाठेर&apos;स डे'/><category term='worship'/><category term='fever'/><category term='scam'/><category term='Waterfront'/><category term='Night Market'/><title type='text'>Andy's Undies</title><subtitle type='html'>A million miles begin with a single step.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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>248</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384884.post-2726262408268932778</id><published>2009-11-15T09:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T09:39:37.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Project Chicken Joy - Week 2</title><summary type='text'>I finally managed to lower my daily caloric intake. Here's my progress for two weeks now. I'm stuck at 181+lbs and BF at 27+%.Next plan: Increase exercise intensity hopefully doing it 5 times a week, Weight training days every other day and steady state cardio on between days.I'm planning to also buy whey, and have protein shake instead of having a meal for dinner.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/2726262408268932778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=2726262408268932778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/2726262408268932778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/2726262408268932778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2009/11/project-chicken-joy-week-2.html' title='Project Chicken Joy - Week 2'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-4008102016181994704</id><published>2009-10-24T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T10:17:06.165+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makati'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='operandi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beggar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='modus'/><title type='text'>Professional Beggar</title><summary type='text'>I saw her lingering at a distance. She was barefoot, wearing a long, brown, shabby overcoat. She looked quite neat, her hair rolled in a bun. She met my gaze and her eyes lighten up. I felt uncomfortable as I was trying to break off the glance. She started to walk toward me. She walked as if she had something squeezed between her legs. I’d thought she had a bad case of hemorrhoids or worse, she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/4008102016181994704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=4008102016181994704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/4008102016181994704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/4008102016181994704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2009/10/professional-beggar.html' title='Professional Beggar'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-1744874346688762818</id><published>2009-10-15T12:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T12:38:27.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hay Fever Aftermath</title><summary type='text'>I'm feeling much better now after five days of being sick. I should have been extra careful, extra precautious especially at this time of the year. For the past three years, when October comes, this allergy, Allergic Rhinitis commonly known as "Hay Fever" peak during this time. Sometimes you can't distinguish it with the common flu (or worse, AH1N1) because it had flu-like symptoms. First you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/1744874346688762818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=1744874346688762818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/1744874346688762818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/1744874346688762818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2009/10/hay-fever-aftermath_5374.html' title='Hay Fever Aftermath'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-964015375937052771</id><published>2009-10-12T21:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T21:53:37.354+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='throat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='andy&apos;s undies'/><title type='text'>Crossing the Bridge</title><summary type='text'>I took a leave from work today. I woke up with a runny nose, slight headache, a fever and gnashy feeling against my throat. I looked on my cellphone to check what time is it. It's alrady 8AM. I overslept. I went to the bathroom to pee and looked in the mirror to say "You look good, today." But nothing came out. I lost my voice... and I'm not convinced I looked good either.A la Pavarotti12 hours </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/964015375937052771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=964015375937052771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/964015375937052771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/964015375937052771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2009/10/crossing-bridge.html' title='Crossing the Bridge'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-1035183161789419428</id><published>2009-10-10T12:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T21:17:31.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reloaded</title><summary type='text'>I have been thinking of posting again in Andy's Undies. It has been almost a year since I went into hiatus due to some personal stuff going in me. Out of my silent and dumb moments, I just decided to write again.For most of my readers (if I have one in the first place), Andy's Undies is known as a collection of my spiritual reflections. I do post some personal stuff or stuff that interest me but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/1035183161789419428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=1035183161789419428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/1035183161789419428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/1035183161789419428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2009/10/reloaded.html' title='Reloaded'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-4268144519054845507</id><published>2008-07-15T21:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T16:23:50.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mandug, Sigbin and other Mystical Tales</title><summary type='text'>Mandug? Where the hell is that place? Can I find it in the map? Of course you can. Try using Google Earth or Wikimapia. If you will have a hard time locating it, try tracing Davao River from Davao Gulf upstream, surely, you can't miss Mandug along the way.Almost half of my entire life was spent growing up in a remote barangay in Davao City named Mandug. Life was simple then. By six in the morning</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/4268144519054845507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=4268144519054845507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/4268144519054845507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/4268144519054845507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2008/07/mandug-sigbin-and-other-mystical.html' title='Mandug, Sigbin and other Mystical Tales'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-4843703046725248561</id><published>2008-06-15T08:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T21:52:05.985+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='फाठेर&apos;स डे'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='अर्मंदो'/><title type='text'>Recollections of my Dad</title><summary type='text'>Happy Father's Day to my Dad.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/4843703046725248561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=4843703046725248561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/4843703046725248561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/4843703046725248561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2008/06/recollections-of-my-dad.html' title='Recollections of my Dad'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-269354046887193330</id><published>2008-05-04T21:04:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T19:15:17.672+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Night Market'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ocean Park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hong Kong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Victoria Peak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Night tour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madamme Tussaud&apos;s Wax Museum'/><title type='text'>Lost in Hong Kong : City of Ingenuity</title><summary type='text'>I woke up with a bad case of allergic rhinitis, Sunday morning and the 2nd Day of our tour. I'm often prone to be sick if I haven't slept well. The aircon was too cold I guess and I kept on waking up having liquid dreams of walking in Disneyland and programming in the office. Anyway, we were outside the hotel by 8:30AM waiting for Erik. I managed to pop a Benadryl AH and took it in for the stuffy</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/269354046887193330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=269354046887193330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/269354046887193330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/269354046887193330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2008/05/lost-in-hong-kong-city-of-ingenuity.html' title='Lost in Hong Kong : City of Ingenuity'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-4253620822279419297</id><published>2008-05-01T14:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T10:06:03.781+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mickey Mouse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waterfront'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hong Kong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stitch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jewelry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Space Mountain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disneyland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TSL'/><title type='text'>Lost in Hong Kong : City of Smog</title><summary type='text'>Day 1: The City of SmogA quarter before 9AM, we were all gathered outside our hotel in Natham Avenue waiting for our tour guide. The weather was perfect. It was cool and partly cloudy. The sidewalk was busy with people going to work. It felt like standing along the sidewalk of Ayala early morning. There was a magazine stand near the hotel entrance and I took a quick glance of the chinese versions</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/4253620822279419297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=4253620822279419297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/4253620822279419297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/4253620822279419297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2008/05/lost-in-hong-kong-city-of-smog.html' title='Lost in Hong Kong : City of Smog'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-7925907327608534990</id><published>2008-04-30T17:15:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T15:02:20.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost in Hong Kong : City of Lights</title><summary type='text'>I haven't written on this blog for like two months now. I give you guys a break because I have been writing all these spiritual stuff and my inner struggles, in which some of you accidentally know by the way, without you knowing the other aspects of my boring life. Anyway,enough with the intro blabbering. My family just came from vacation in Hong Kong and who wouldn't want to blog our adventures </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/7925907327608534990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=7925907327608534990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/7925907327608534990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/7925907327608534990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2008/04/lost-in-hong-kong-city-of-lights.html' title='Lost in Hong Kong : City of Lights'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-8311650297613147041</id><published>2008-04-23T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T12:54:30.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gollum Within</title><summary type='text'>I was browsing Youtube for good, old, funny videos and found this hilarious clip from MTV Awards. Gollum won the best animated character and they showed on the screen, Andy Serkis, the man who brought the voice of Gollum to life. While he was making the speech, Gollum came out from nowhere, grabbed the MTV golden popcorn trophy out of Serkis' hands and made a crude speech of his own and making </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/8311650297613147041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=8311650297613147041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/8311650297613147041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/8311650297613147041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2008/04/gollum-within.html' title='The Gollum Within'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-9136121645800643203</id><published>2008-02-20T18:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T18:37:01.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Ask For My Nation</title><summary type='text'>You said, "ask and you will receive whatever you need."You said, "pray and I'll hear from heaven,And I'll heal your land."You said Your glory will fill the earthLike water the sea.You said, "lift up your eyes;The harvest is here, the kingdom is near."You said, "ask and I'll give the nations to you."Oh Lord, that's the cry of my heart.Distant shores and the islands will seeRMorgan,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/9136121645800643203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=9136121645800643203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/9136121645800643203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/9136121645800643203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-ask-for-my-nation.html' title='I Ask For My Nation'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-3711773909890499259</id><published>2008-01-05T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T09:57:22.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sobering Thoughts on Brokenness</title><summary type='text'>The teaching of brokenness over sin is not a very popular message in the world today, and even well-meaning Christians avoid sounding forth the call to repent lest people get "turned off". Many people want a god who is only loving and forgiving, but that is not the God of the Bible. People may want to forget that God is a God of wrath and that there are consequences for sin. They want to see </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/3711773909890499259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=3711773909890499259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/3711773909890499259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/3711773909890499259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2008/01/sobering-thoughts-on-brokenness.html' title='Sobering Thoughts on Brokenness'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-4455805417285306062</id><published>2007-11-26T07:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T08:25:11.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paradoxes in the Bible</title><summary type='text'>As I grow into Christian maturity by reading the Bible, I have realized that there are certain truths that go against each other. Until you experience them, they look non-sense but when you found it's profound meaning, you will be amazed on how God works that way. Certain truths that go against each others are called "paradoxes". According to Wikipedia encyclopedia, paradox means, "A paradox is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/4455805417285306062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=4455805417285306062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/4455805417285306062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/4455805417285306062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2007/11/paradoxes-in-bible.html' title='Paradoxes in the Bible'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-974059436404225245</id><published>2007-10-13T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T20:36:32.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's OK to be Down at Times</title><summary type='text'>In our fun-loving culture nowadays, it's a no-no to be lonely. When friends ask me how I was and I tell them I'm just feeling lonely, they would advise me immediately that I need a girl friend or something or watch a movie. And I guess it's not just us, Filipinos but most people in general. Quoting Drew Barrymore playing her role in the movie "Lucky You", she says to Eric Bana that "People are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/974059436404225245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=974059436404225245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/974059436404225245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/974059436404225245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-ok-to-be-down-at-times.html' title='It&apos;s OK to be Down at Times'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-6926185321463148167</id><published>2007-09-09T08:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T09:13:56.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Moonshell</title><summary type='text'>In daily times I've walked in this worldBreezing through the rush of lifeI long for a place where You and I meetWhere I can break down and cryLord, you know my heartAnd the many times it failed YouBy Your blood I am set freeBut why does it feel like I'm still bound in chainsSometimes I feel like I've never changedAnd Your power not dwelling in my lifeHow can I go to the ends of the earth for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/6926185321463148167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=6926185321463148167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/6926185321463148167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/6926185321463148167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2007/09/in-daily-times-ive-walked-in-this-world.html' title='Sunday Moonshell'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-4287622151423152784</id><published>2007-09-02T07:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T07:59:35.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cost of Obeying God</title><summary type='text'>Your heart palpitates as it anticipates the coming of an emotional high. Your hands trembling, your feet shaking, your mind in a daze blindlessly focused on this one thing only. You were restless, you were nervous yet you were excited and suddenly it hits you. Going further only leads you to sin and your heart tells you that it's not worth it. You'll just shrink back to where your emotions used </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/4287622151423152784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=4287622151423152784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/4287622151423152784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/4287622151423152784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2007/09/cost-of-obeying-god.html' title='The Cost of Obeying God'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-8833386800575696940</id><published>2007-08-25T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T16:05:19.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Will Run to You</title><summary type='text'>Your eye is on the sparrowAnd your hand it comforts meFrom the ends of the earthTo the depths of my heartLet Your mercy and strength be seenYou called me to Your purposeAs angels understandFor your glory may You draw all menAs Your love and grace demandsAnd I will run to YouTo Your words of truthNot by might not by powerBut by the Spirit of GodYes I will run the raceTill I see Your faceOh let me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/8833386800575696940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=8833386800575696940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/8833386800575696940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/8833386800575696940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-will-run-to-you.html' title='I Will Run to You'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-8895935849594593887</id><published>2007-07-16T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T21:27:09.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekend that Was</title><summary type='text'>0. Saturday breakfast fellowship with Richard and Ferdz in Dulcinea, Tomas Morato. We talked about God's goodness in our lives.1. Brought my laundry to the shop2. Have lunch with Francis3. Videoke with Francis while waiting for the movie.4. Watched Die Hard 4.0. It's the best5. Watched basketball game with Josh at "The Arena" in San, Juan. SMC-RP team versus Syria. We won!6. Went Home and slept7.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/8895935849594593887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=8895935849594593887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/8895935849594593887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/8895935849594593887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2007/07/weekend-that-was.html' title='The Weekend that Was'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-2340018298097420502</id><published>2007-05-14T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T13:31:27.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sparkling Rain Drops</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday, I was just inside the house spending the lazy Sunday afternoon. I looked outside and dark clouds formed, and it began to drizzle. I remembered I have to get my laundry from the laundry shop before the day ends. I might not get it later for I have to go to the church. I grabbed my umbrella upstairs and went outside. As I was walking towards the laundry shop, a feeling just overwhelmed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/2340018298097420502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=2340018298097420502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/2340018298097420502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/2340018298097420502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2007/05/sparkling-rain-drops.html' title='Sparkling Rain Drops'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-6765950567048313612</id><published>2007-05-11T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T10:02:30.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sun Will Come Out Tomorrow</title><summary type='text'>All this confusing weather patterns here in Metro Manila has gotten into my system. That's the reason why I'm not at work and instead I'm just sitting here feeling a little heavy, colds, cough and sore throat infecting my body with unremitting boredom just lying on my bed. So I got up and opened the PC and write here to rant.Good morning to all! How are you my loyal readers? Me, I'm fine just a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/6765950567048313612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=6765950567048313612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/6765950567048313612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/6765950567048313612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2007/05/sun-will-come-out-tomorrow.html' title='The Sun Will Come Out Tomorrow'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-3825860247856080741</id><published>2007-05-07T08:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T08:18:22.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She was a Bride</title><summary type='text'>She was a bride, beautiful and brightHer smile brought pleasure to her loverShe was with him day and nightHe captures her heart and make her rightShe was a bride, beautiful and brightBut her heart was not satisfiedOther lovers have come and wooed herAnd she gave her heart awayShe was a bride, beautiful and brightAnd all that she had has gone awayFeeling like a harlot, she breaks down and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/3825860247856080741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=3825860247856080741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/3825860247856080741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/3825860247856080741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2007/05/she-was-bride.html' title='She was a Bride'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-8400940867948284942</id><published>2007-04-02T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T17:23:32.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sin and Grace</title><summary type='text'>Does God hear?Living like a dead-beaten manSin, sinned, sinningI'm eating it like a daily breadUnsatisfied, still wanting for moreLustful and gluttonSpiralling in an endless pitHow should I meet my needsOf love and attention?Should I indulge in fantasy? Be absorbed in my destructive adventuresDoes God still hear?Or is it I who just who refused to listenTo His promptings to my heartWooing to win </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/8400940867948284942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=8400940867948284942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/8400940867948284942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/8400940867948284942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2007/04/sin-and-grace.html' title='Sin and Grace'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-2468680195598793038</id><published>2007-03-06T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T12:10:50.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not by Sight</title><summary type='text'>I am sick... again. For many months now since I have this new job, I got sick frequently. Yesterday, I was chilling in the office, my head felt heavy, though I'm not that feverish. I went home after the office hours and when I got home, I slept. A while ago, I texted my boss that I can't report to work - I've been sneezing and pain is all over my body.Sunset at Sierra MadreAmidst all of this, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/2468680195598793038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=2468680195598793038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/2468680195598793038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/2468680195598793038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2007/03/not-by-sight.html' title='Not by Sight'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-5496221839822041740</id><published>2007-02-04T07:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T08:31:04.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Moonshell</title><summary type='text'>O LORD, our Lord,How majestic is your nameIn all the earth! You have set your gloryAbove the heavensFlowers appear on the earth; The season of singing has come, The cooing of doves Is heard in our land.As they pass through the Valley of Baca, They make it a place of springs; The autumn rains also cover it with pools.As fire consumes the forest Or a flame sets the mountains ablaze,When I consider </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/5496221839822041740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=5496221839822041740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/5496221839822041740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/5496221839822041740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2007/02/moonshell.html' title='Morning Moonshell'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-116417756399348628</id><published>2006-11-22T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T14:39:24.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Touching God's Heart</title><summary type='text'>There are some things that you think you won't be missing every day in your life. You wake up everyday, have breakfast, take a bath, go to work, check your emails, be pressured by your boss, go to the gym and train, go back home and sleep. On weekends, it's either you fill out with endless hanging out in the malls with friends and squeeze a little of your time to go to church. Being a yuppie, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116417756399348628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=116417756399348628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/116417756399348628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/116417756399348628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/11/touching-gods-heart.html' title='Touching God&apos;s Heart'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-116273202846240983</id><published>2006-11-05T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T21:10:33.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Didn't Christ Dined with Sinners?</title><summary type='text'>Just recently, I met my Dad who just arrived from Davao in Holiday Inn in Ortigas. After our small talk I decided to bring my Dad to church in a certain church inside Robinson's Galleria which is just a few steps away. When we arrived there, we were met by a swarm of churchgoers who can't find seats. I was impressed. The sound was great, they have worship leaders and pastors who looked like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116273202846240983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=116273202846240983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/116273202846240983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/116273202846240983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/11/didnt-christ-dined-with-sinners.html' title='Didn&apos;t Christ Dined with Sinners?'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-116238963318871406</id><published>2006-11-01T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T22:00:46.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spending All Soul's Day</title><summary type='text'>I was in the middle of the stage and I felt I was Michael W. Smith. The band echoed making a crescendo of the first song of Michael's "Worship" album. I felt my mouth which I know would be saying, "Hello Louisville, Kentucky!" instead, "Hello, Oranbo, Pasig!" What!?Where the hell was I? Oh, yes, on my bed? Dreaming or maybe daydreaming perhaps. I woke up and felt my whole body ache from doing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116238963318871406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=116238963318871406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/116238963318871406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/116238963318871406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/11/spending-all-souls-day.html' title='Spending All Soul&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-116127085197307238</id><published>2006-10-19T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:16:03.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Night Moonshell</title><summary type='text'>LRTIt was like 9:15 PM when I left the gym today. My whole body was still alert preparing for some iron action so I treated myself with a handful of nuts and gatorade to feed these hungry muscles. I was on my way to LRT trudging along Quirino Avenue. I saw some guys playing basketball and somehow I wish I could play but I was kind of tired and I still have work tomorrow at 8. I hurried myself </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116127085197307238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=116127085197307238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/116127085197307238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/116127085197307238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/10/late-night-moonshell.html' title='Late Night Moonshell'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-116078711557676692</id><published>2006-10-14T08:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T08:51:55.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever Happened to Andy</title><summary type='text'>I have not written my own posts for the past 3 months, I think. I've been very busy, will tell you more about the details in the next paragraph.Last July, I started my training as an AITS (Associate IT Specialist) in BPI-Computer Systems Corporation. It was 2 months and a half blood-drenching training of logic formulation, learning the COBOL program, and the mainframe operating system tools and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116078711557676692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=116078711557676692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/116078711557676692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/116078711557676692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/10/whatever-happened-to-andy.html' title='Whatever Happened to Andy'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-115837639962545678</id><published>2006-09-16T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T11:13:19.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At The Cross</title><summary type='text'>God loves you no matter what... so just come before Him.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/115837639962545678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=115837639962545678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/115837639962545678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/115837639962545678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/09/at-cross.html' title='At The Cross'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-115313733471164533</id><published>2006-07-17T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T22:48:24.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Train Stations</title><summary type='text'>Life is like riding on a trainLast Saturday, my friends and I spent the whole afternoon, and almost all evening celebrating Judd's birthday and Edwin's despedida party. We went to Edsa Shangri-la Mall and ate at Green Tomato where we ordered pasta, a large-size pizza and citrus chicken salad (which was the best!). We haven't consumed everything and it's a good thing Ice showed up though late and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/115313733471164533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=115313733471164533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/115313733471164533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/115313733471164533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/07/train-stations.html' title='Train Stations'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-115208504378858044</id><published>2006-07-05T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T15:37:49.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy, Normal &amp; Androgynous</title><summary type='text'>As the days grew nearer to my first job, I find myself readying myself for it... Anyway, I'm currently designing a new template for Andy's Undies, which will come out soon. For the meantime let's have fun:Your Deadly SinsEnvy: 20%Lust: 20%Pride: 20%Sloth: 20%Wrath: 20%Gluttony: 0%Greed: 0%Chance You'll Go to Hell: 14%You will die at the hands of a jealous lover. How ironic.How Sinful Are You?Your</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/115208504378858044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=115208504378858044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/115208504378858044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/115208504378858044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/07/holy-normal-androgynous.html' title='Holy, Normal &amp; Androgynous'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-115148816023483348</id><published>2006-06-28T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T17:55:03.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take It All</title><summary type='text'>Guys, check out United's latest video:Searching the worldThe lost will be foundIn freedom we liveAs one we cry outYou carried the crossYou died and rose againMy GodI’ll only ever give my allYou sent Your SonFrom heaven to earthYou delivered us allIt’s eternally heardI searched for truthAnd all I found was YouMy GodI’ll only ever give my allJesus we’re living Your NameWe’ll never be ashamed of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/115148816023483348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=115148816023483348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/115148816023483348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/115148816023483348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/06/take-it-all.html' title='Take It All'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-115094966107427120</id><published>2006-06-22T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T14:09:44.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clueless</title><summary type='text'>God is...Yesterday, when I (we, including my two other housemates who were with me)got home, I found three other housemates in a very heated debate. When I got to investigate, they are talking about the usual debate about "Christianity" and all its loopholes... The thing that they discussed when we arrived was "What if a Buddhist who lived and died growing up in his faith without hearing the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/115094966107427120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=115094966107427120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/115094966107427120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/115094966107427120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/06/clueless.html' title='Clueless'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-115017294220967399</id><published>2006-06-13T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T12:29:02.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><summary type='text'>Is it raining, little flower? Be glad of rain; Too much sun would wither thee; 'Twill shine again. The clouds are very black, 'tis true; But just behind them shines the blue.Art thou weary, tender heart? Be glad of pain: In sorrow sweetest virtues grow, As flowers in rain. God watches, and thou wilt have sun, When clouds their perfect work have done.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/115017294220967399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=115017294220967399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/115017294220967399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/115017294220967399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-114974851484455052</id><published>2006-06-08T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T14:35:14.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Let Go</title><summary type='text'>When I woke in the morning and go downstairs and lay on the sofa, I look up and see the clear blue skies outside the window. I could hear birds chirping around enjoying the coolness of the morning. I close my eyes and say, "God, You are God and I will ever praise You." Moments after, I would open my Bible and read God's word and savor God's promises in life and I'll pray and ask God that He would</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/114974851484455052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=114974851484455052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/114974851484455052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/114974851484455052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/06/never-let-go.html' title='Never Let Go'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-114923098351818033</id><published>2006-06-02T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T15:05:34.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All You Need is a Hug</title><summary type='text'>It is primitivewithout it you die...Human touch, so basic, so primitive... without it you die. I recently heard of a story that a baby who hasn't been held with a human died in three months. So in conclusion, we all need a touch, a hug, a pat, a kiss. Yesterday, I was feeling down... I don't know, so much has happened to me. I've been in a lot of exams and interviews but still haven't got a job. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/114923098351818033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=114923098351818033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/114923098351818033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/114923098351818033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/06/all-you-need-is-hug.html' title='All You Need is a Hug'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-114767560953670220</id><published>2006-05-15T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T12:26:45.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Greatest Advice</title><summary type='text'>...Loving them is harderDon't date because you are desperate.Don't marry because you are miserable.Don't have kids because you think your genes are superior.Don't philander because you think you are irresistible.Don't associate with people you can't trust.Don't cheat. Don't lie. Don't pretend.Don't dictate because you are smarter.Don't demand because you are stronger.Don't sleep around because </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/114767560953670220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=114767560953670220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/114767560953670220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/114767560953670220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/05/greatest-advice.html' title='The Greatest Advice'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-114731947837715721</id><published>2006-05-11T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T14:11:21.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All I Need Is You</title><summary type='text'>I'm desperate for YouI need You Like Water, Like Bread, Like RainI need You like mercyOn Heaven's gateThere's a freedom in Your armsThat carries me through I need YouAnd I'm desperate for YouYou're the reason that I liveYou are the song I singAll I need is You</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/114731947837715721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=114731947837715721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/114731947837715721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/114731947837715721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/05/all-i-need-is-you.html' title='All I Need Is You'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-114559206920756262</id><published>2006-04-21T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T12:01:12.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Moments with God</title><summary type='text'>I just came from the gym, feeling slightly tired from the usual exercise routine and at the same listening to the Katinas' "Lifestyle" album. I was mouthing the lyrics of the song, "Eagle's Wings" and deep in my heart, I made them my prayer, "Here I am waiting, abide in me, I pray. Here I am longing for you...", And I thought personally, my life is quite bland: I don't have job yet, I do God's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/114559206920756262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=114559206920756262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/114559206920756262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/114559206920756262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/04/simple-moments-with-god.html' title='Simple Moments with God'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-114525815591915960</id><published>2006-04-17T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T15:15:55.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell The World</title><summary type='text'>This is a shrine for Hillsong United! This new layout is for them, and for the cause of telling what Jesus has done to us through their music. This video is for you guys, enjoy!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/114525815591915960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=114525815591915960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/114525815591915960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/114525815591915960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/04/tell-world.html' title='Tell The World'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-114474023123388886</id><published>2006-04-11T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T15:25:21.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leadership Retreat</title><summary type='text'>Us in 'The Tree'Last Saturday till Monday, BP organized a leadership retreat for leaders-in-training. We left our CH, by 8:00 and off we go to Sierra Madre Mountain Resort at Tanay, Rizal. We had a very enjoyable 2-hr journey watching as the view of the shabby buildings of Manila gradiented into lush, green, airy scenery. As we went up higher and higher along the slopes of Sierra Madre, the trees</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/114474023123388886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=114474023123388886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/114474023123388886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/114474023123388886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/04/leadership-retreat.html' title='Leadership Retreat'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-114421348598235507</id><published>2006-04-05T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T15:27:36.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain on Summer</title><summary type='text'>BP 1st IssueIt has been two plus months since I got here in Manila and things were pretty much okay than I have expected. It seems I have been watching my dreams starting to unfold before my eyes and I just can't help but to thank God for all of this. It's like fresh spring rain during this hottest time of the year. Well, currently since I don't have a regular job (yet), I was planning to accept </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/114421348598235507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=114421348598235507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/114421348598235507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/114421348598235507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/04/rain-on-summer.html' title='Rain on Summer'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-114368677768765359</id><published>2006-03-30T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T10:46:17.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pride and Self-pity</title><summary type='text'>I have been thinking why our society values, "self-pity". It is like a normal drama for all of us when we feel we are USED, ABUSED and when the world seems to devour on us. Yesterday during our leadership meeting, it was shocking for me to know that self-pity, as well self-despair is some form of PRIDE... Of course, we know pride as something that is arrogant, boastful, etc but looking deeper, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/114368677768765359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=114368677768765359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/114368677768765359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/114368677768765359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/03/pride-and-self-pity.html' title='Pride and Self-pity'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-114283459866527667</id><published>2006-03-20T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T14:03:18.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Peter 4:7-11</title><summary type='text'>Live life in LOVELOVE to the point of sacrificeLove 'til it hurtsNow is the best time to LOVE.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/114283459866527667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=114283459866527667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/114283459866527667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/114283459866527667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/03/1-peter-47-11.html' title='1 Peter 4:7-11'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-114197309801821661</id><published>2006-03-10T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T14:48:58.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adam's Silence</title><summary type='text'>Genesis 3:6, 9-10 (NIV)6 When the woman saw that the fruit of the tree was good for food and pleasing to the eye, and also desirable for gaining wisdom, she took some and ate it. She also gave some to her husband, who was with her, and he ate it... 9 But the LORD God called to the man, "Where are you?" 10 He answered, "I heard you in the garden, and I was afraid because I was naked; so I hid." </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/114197309801821661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=114197309801821661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/114197309801821661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/114197309801821661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/03/adams-silence.html' title='Adam&apos;s Silence'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-114127646849555173</id><published>2006-03-02T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T13:14:28.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is...</title><summary type='text'>Who is to blame?For this sad predicament I am intoI am aloneAnd no one notices meIs it becauseI do not have the charm of talking?Or is it because I don't deserve it?Or people just think I don't need one.O, God why can't you fill this need inside?I know you heard my heart cry in pain.Open, bruised and neglected!I pray day and night for loveI tried to reach outAnd prayed I'll be a blessingTo make </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/114127646849555173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=114127646849555173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/114127646849555173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/114127646849555173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/03/who-is.html' title='Who is...'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-114094898787832307</id><published>2006-02-26T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T18:16:45.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simply Grateful</title><summary type='text'>A while ago, we just had the 9th anniversary celebration at Word Community Church. The message uplifted me because our church had beautiful plans this year which involves strengthening the inner core that is to be able to assist each member in developing their "SHAPE". Personally, I felt grateful and thankful for God for because of Him my dreams are coming true. Earlier this year, I remembered an</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/114094898787832307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=114094898787832307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/114094898787832307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/114094898787832307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/02/simply-grateful.html' title='Simply Grateful'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-114061255136045189</id><published>2006-02-22T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T20:49:11.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting</title><summary type='text'>It has been a month since I arrived here in Metro Manila and I have applied for jobs many many times. The fact that until now, no company has responded to my application is depressong. Sometimes, I am tempted to think that I am no good, that I don't have what it takes to land into a good job. I envy my friends who are doing great at their careers and sometimes I wonder why I can't  enjoy what </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/114061255136045189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=114061255136045189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/114061255136045189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/114061255136045189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/02/waiting.html' title='Waiting'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-114007857917843743</id><published>2006-02-16T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T16:37:28.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Name</title><summary type='text'>I turn 25 today! And things were quite normal. My housemates were asking me, how does it feel to be 25? Personally, nothing has changed much except the stubborn fat around my waist which I try to burn in the gym. Inside, there is and it's quite remarkable how God is working not only me but in each of us. I never thought following God would be as easy as changing a bit of attitude, or do something</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/114007857917843743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=114007857917843743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/114007857917843743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/114007857917843743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/02/new-name.html' title='New Name'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113971494953259399</id><published>2006-02-12T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T11:38:33.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>G O D</title><summary type='text'>Compare the size of the Earth with other planets:Now compare it with Uranus, Neptune and against Jupiter and Saturn.Earth: 1st row from left under UranusNow Earth against the SUN!Earth: See the where the arrow pointsAgainst Sun, Earth is like a dot. Think !! Where do you find yourself now?? Now imagine the creator of this universe??? Don't tell God how big your problems are In fact tell your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113971494953259399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113971494953259399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113971494953259399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113971494953259399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/02/g-o-d.html' title='G O D'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113930110228521341</id><published>2006-02-07T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T16:31:42.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tragedy at ULTRA</title><summary type='text'>This is the response to the email my friend sent to me. It happened that she almost joined her aunt to watch "Wowowee Anniversary". Thank God that she did not join and her aunt, though she was there remained unscathed. But the vision and images she saw there will be forever etched in her mind. I hope that what I think of the whole event is something God is importantly and telling us and that you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113930110228521341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113930110228521341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113930110228521341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113930110228521341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/02/tragedy-at-ultra.html' title='Tragedy at ULTRA'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113903397516104298</id><published>2006-02-04T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T14:26:31.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bookworm</title><summary type='text'>I can still recall the afternoons during my first year high school. When all the students rush towards the gate, can hardly wait to go home, I on the other hand would rush at our school library anticipating an adventure for lifetime. At 4:00 o' clock I went directly to the library (except on days our group were assigned to clean the classroom) and go to the classic section and decide which book </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113903397516104298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113903397516104298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113903397516104298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113903397516104298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/02/bookworm.html' title='The Bookworm'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113887207184527908</id><published>2006-02-02T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T17:38:06.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Ain't Like The Movies</title><summary type='text'>Warning: The following material might offend those who label themselves strongly as members of the third sex ... but to those who think there is a way another way out, this one's for you. May God be with you as you read along.Oh! It's gay movie?!I haven't seen Brokeback Mountain, so I can't tell you it's a bad movie. In fact, if you wanted my best guess, I'd say it's probably a great movie. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113887207184527908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113887207184527908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113887207184527908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113887207184527908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/02/life-aint-like-movies.html' title='Life Ain&apos;t Like The Movies'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113859491848183235</id><published>2006-01-30T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T12:26:59.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pilgrim</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday's Sunday word was one of my favorites... but prior to the preaching I and my friends led the Praise and Worship singing on our 5 o' clock service. That morning John (our song leader) and I looked for songs from among my Hillsong collection and came with a very beautiful line-up of songs: they include "One Day, Let Everything That Has Breath, It Is You, Reaching For You, Potter's Hand </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113859491848183235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113859491848183235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113859491848183235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113859491848183235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/01/pilgrim.html' title='The Pilgrim'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113833580077607462</id><published>2006-01-27T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T12:24:44.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let This Be My Epitaph</title><summary type='text'>I longed to live my life denying myself for others and when I die, it is my prayer that during my necrological service people will not tell what I have become or what I have achieved. Let the people know that I, a humble servant of God has been used so that others may live... and you don't need to be a saint to do thatIf any of you are around when I have to meet my day, I don'twant a long funeral</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113833580077607462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113833580077607462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113833580077607462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113833580077607462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/01/let-this-be-my-epitaph.html' title='Let This Be My Epitaph'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113825121559288446</id><published>2006-01-26T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T13:04:30.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Two Years Old!</title><summary type='text'>Bye, One Way JesusAndy's Undies is 2 years old! Hurray! Two years of faithful blogging and defeating hearsays that blogging is just mere fad. As another year begins, let's shed old skins and other ways. It's sad for me personally to replace my "One Way, Jesus" skin. I love it so much cause it's a work by heart. Don't worry it'll be back. This new skin is called "All Around the World"... and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113825121559288446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113825121559288446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113825121559288446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113825121559288446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/01/were-two-years-old.html' title='We&apos;re Two Years Old!'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113798635793499101</id><published>2006-01-23T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T12:15:12.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pacman "Bites" Again!</title><summary type='text'>PacmanIt's such a SHAME for a certified Filipino such as myself to sorely MISS the most anticipted rematch between Manny "Pacman" Pacquiao and Erik Morales:LAS VEGAS, Nevada--(2ND UPDATE) Manny Pacquiao stopped Erik Morales in the 10th round of a super featherweight eliminator here on Saturday, avenging his defeat last March with an impressive display of speed and power.Pacquiao sent Morales to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113798635793499101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113798635793499101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113798635793499101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113798635793499101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/01/pacman-bites-again.html' title='Pacman &quot;Bites&quot; Again!'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113773481811418406</id><published>2006-01-20T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T13:31:50.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grey-Colored Hues (Part II)</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday, as I go offline and do my things for that day, I though about the recent post I made. It sounds "gloomy" and kind of "depressing", don't you think? Basically, grey-colored hues is about weariness... when things are pulling you down, when people become rude, and the attitude levels are rising and you feel you'll like to blow up! And so you get wild, partying and enjoying yourself just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113773481811418406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113773481811418406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113773481811418406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113773481811418406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/01/grey-colored-hues-part-ii.html' title='Grey-Colored Hues (Part II)'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113765038738900692</id><published>2006-01-19T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T11:33:30.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grey-colored Hues</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes I'm still wondering why time seems to fly fast when you're here in Manila. It seems that there are things much to be done and later find out that you have so little time. Yesterday I went Eastwood Technopark to submit my resume at a company. I assumed that since I only live in Kamuning (Quezon City), that wouldn't be that far (as suppose you live in Las Pinas or in Manila or Valenzuela)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113765038738900692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113765038738900692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113765038738900692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113765038738900692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/01/grey-colored-hues.html' title='Grey-colored Hues'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113749149806324256</id><published>2006-01-17T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T14:02:08.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Love Is (As Kids tell)</title><summary type='text'>I remembered Jesus saying in the gospels that in order to see the Kingdom of heaven we should be like children. It means that our hearts should be innocent, pure and sincere. I recently received this hilarious e-mail about kids being interviewed on what love is. I believe they're more meaningful than the love quotes we've surrounded ourselves these days:"When my grandmother got  arthritis, she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113749149806324256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113749149806324256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113749149806324256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113749149806324256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-love-is-as-kids-tell.html' title='What Love Is (As Kids tell)'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113739723055242272</id><published>2006-01-16T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T15:40:30.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Day Has Come</title><summary type='text'>My Soundtrack - Yeah Right!I woke up this morning and gazed at the vanilla skies outside the window. It was still dark but a flickering ray of light was seen over the horizon (which was our neighbor's rooftop.. what sight :( ) I'm going to Manila today, to, again, seek my destiny. Yes! My God-given destiny and purpose. This time it's for real... I believe that it's time and I prayed for it many </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113739723055242272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113739723055242272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113739723055242272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113739723055242272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-day-has-come.html' title='A New Day Has Come'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113713905873553704</id><published>2006-01-13T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T16:03:00.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Frustration Bug</title><summary type='text'>Smile and look good!I just hate when times like these happen in my life. I woke in the morning wearing a smug look and people talking sound annoying to you... But by God's grace I am (hopefully) still have reason to live this day, bless other people even if it requires extra effort and do things I normally do not do these days like exercising in the gym. When the frustration bug sets in, you are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113713905873553704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113713905873553704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113713905873553704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113713905873553704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/01/frustration-bug.html' title='The Frustration Bug'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113678589598940670</id><published>2006-01-09T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T14:55:56.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lion, The Arm and Capoeira</title><summary type='text'>Lion of the Tribe of JudahYesterday, we endured one and half hour of our time standing behind the ticket booth to watch the most anticipated movie, "The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe". I got the tickets while my brother Aris and our friend Bryan, got the food for us. When we got there, all seats were taken so we decided to sit by the floor and made ourselves </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113678589598940670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113678589598940670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113678589598940670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113678589598940670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/01/lion-arm-and-capoeira.html' title='The Lion, The Arm and Capoeira'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113653994867628404</id><published>2006-01-06T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T17:33:44.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who am I?</title><summary type='text'>Has anyone of you watched the movie, "The Island"? Due to well, my busy schedule when the movie was due for screening, I haven't had the opportunity to watch this magnificent movie.From where?"The Island" is set in the near future where a highly advanced yet secret institution "clones" individuals who are in need for purposes limited to future use of the clones. That purpose may be for limb </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113653994867628404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113653994867628404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113653994867628404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113653994867628404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/01/who-am-i.html' title='Who am I?'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113636423606243933</id><published>2006-01-04T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T16:48:14.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Extravagant Worship</title><summary type='text'>Darlene Zschech's New BookYear 2006 marks a new and renewed spirit in me because I have decided to be an "Extravagant Worshipper" for Christ. By the end of year 2005 while I was in the MDD district, I have been reading Darlene Zscech's FYI new book, "Extravagant Worship". Now what is "Extravagant Worship"? Does it mean having a "grandiose" Praise and Worship in our churches every Sunday? From </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113636423606243933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113636423606243933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113636423606243933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113636423606243933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/01/extravagant-worship.html' title='Extravagant Worship'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113628776954077026</id><published>2006-01-03T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T19:29:29.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raw Worship</title><summary type='text'>Sitio Pantalan PeopleOn the 2nd day of the convention, we spent the whole day playing this game patterned after "Amazing Race". We were divided into 10 teams and I was assigned to the ever (loser) energetic "Peach team". After breakfast we gathered at the venue lobby quite excited or just plain sleepy (The sleeping quarters were dusty and the weather was hot and I'm sure everyone did not have a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113628776954077026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113628776954077026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113628776954077026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113628776954077026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/01/raw-worship.html' title='Raw Worship'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113617776465335072</id><published>2006-01-02T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T13:15:44.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Airheads Not Allowed</title><summary type='text'>Charlie and AngelsGood day! Happy New Year. You see, I'm back from our Youth Conference which took place last December 27 - 30. It was 3-day event full of blessings - recommited callings, meeting amazing young people who share the same passion, and lessons to be learned the hard way. When I arrived the first night,  I was rather distracted and not minding the whole convention thing cause you see </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113617776465335072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113617776465335072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113617776465335072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113617776465335072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2006/01/airheads-not-allowed.html' title='Airheads Not Allowed'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113566579461203250</id><published>2005-12-27T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T14:43:14.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3-Day Hiatus</title><summary type='text'>I should've posted another entry today but due to time constraints, I don't think I can do that. A few hours from now, I'll be on my way to MDD AYP Conference. It's like a huge youth gathering here in our city. The gathering will last for 3 days, so expect me to be back on 31. I will tell you all the happenings and on what God will do to me (personally) and to the youth during this gathering! God</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113566579461203250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113566579461203250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113566579461203250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113566579461203250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2005/12/3-day-hiatus.html' title='3-Day Hiatus'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113539448864175686</id><published>2005-12-24T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T11:25:24.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Night of Praises!</title><summary type='text'>If you live in an area within +8 GMT (Taiwan, HongKong, Manila, etc), it will only be at least 12.5 hours more to go before Christmas Eve. It is in our culture (Filipinos) that when Christmas Eve comes, many preparations have to be made especially today (24). One has to contact several relatives to get together for "Noche Buena", a feast celebrated during Christmas Eve or people rush to the mall </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113539448864175686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113539448864175686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113539448864175686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113539448864175686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2005/12/night-of-praises.html' title='A Night of Praises!'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113515273815851151</id><published>2005-12-21T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T16:19:24.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You, My Jesus</title><summary type='text'>Last night, I was scrambling through my minus one tapes/CDs. I just realized I have only a week to prepare for MDD Convention Solo singing contest! I have already chosen two songs which are "Lead Me Lord" and "To the Ends of the Earth" and never practiced them using a microphone. I just sang along and left it unmemorized. I still need another song since I was told to prepare 3 songs. So,I was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113515273815851151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113515273815851151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113515273815851151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113515273815851151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2005/12/thank-you-my-jesus.html' title='Thank You, My Jesus'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113497778051173867</id><published>2005-12-19T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T15:17:42.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Getting Married (Oh My God!)</title><summary type='text'>Last Friday, I arrived at Waterfront Insular Hotel dressed up for the occasion. My long-time friend since High School, Cindy Avila will be married to the man she loves. I arrived at the ceremonial site - a large white gazebo by the shore, a lightly-cooled ambiance bringing the air of Christmas, the bermuda grass, the cocunut trees swaying along the proddings of the wind. It was kind of romantic -</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113497778051173867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113497778051173867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113497778051173867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113497778051173867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-getting-married-oh-my-god.html' title='I&apos;m Getting Married (Oh My God!)'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113446073379753852</id><published>2005-12-13T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T15:58:53.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Can I Give?</title><summary type='text'>It's Christmas and it's everywhere!From the cold winds brought about by the easterly wave hitting our country (Philippines) to the children singing carols, from the songs we hear from the radio to the grandiose christmas lights ornating the neighborhood houses, no one can deny that Christmas is here! Gift-giving among friends, co-workers, peace-making with enemies, parties here and there, bonuses</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113446073379753852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113446073379753852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113446073379753852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113446073379753852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2005/12/what-can-i-give.html' title='What Can I Give?'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113437807097061516</id><published>2005-12-12T16:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T17:01:10.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few More Hours</title><summary type='text'>Blessed are those who wait patiently upon the Lord. There are times when we impulsively do what we think is best for our current situation. May God speak to you through this wonderful story:A Few More Hours         David and Lynn were getting discouraged. The restaurant they owned was floundering even though they had extended their business hours and offered special dinners, hoping to attract </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113437807097061516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113437807097061516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113437807097061516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113437807097061516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2005/12/few-more-hours.html' title='A Few More Hours'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113403404107144742</id><published>2005-12-08T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T17:27:21.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imagine Me Without You (Final Fantasy)</title><summary type='text'>I love this video! May God Bless you with this song.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113403404107144742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113403404107144742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113403404107144742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113403404107144742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2005/12/imagine-me-without-you-final-fantasy.html' title='Imagine Me Without You (Final Fantasy)'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113403180769799211</id><published>2005-12-08T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T15:28:52.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God is Our Big Brother</title><summary type='text'>        Fearful HousematesLast night, many were somehow shocked with the latest happenings in Pinoy Big Brother. Big Brother told the remaining 4 housemates to pack up their clothes and bring them to the garden. He told them to exchange baggages and sort the clothes which will they need for the remaining 4 days. Behind them were huge, top open, boxes labeled G, S and T. The remaining clothes will</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113403180769799211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113403180769799211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113403180769799211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113403180769799211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2005/12/god-is-our-big-brother.html' title='God is Our Big Brother'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113377148851486693</id><published>2005-12-05T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T16:39:03.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intimacy and Faithfulness</title><summary type='text'>Last June 11, 2004, Reuben MorganFYI came here in the Philippines to give a seminar about Praise and Worship leading. As a whole, the entire session gives the whole point and the goal of a Praise and Worship ministry. After the seminar, we were given tips and how-to's on how to play the instruments and turn ourselves into a great army of musicians ministering people to praise and worship God. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113377148851486693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113377148851486693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113377148851486693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113377148851486693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2005/12/intimacy-and-faithfulness.html' title='Intimacy and Faithfulness'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113350739085443235</id><published>2005-12-02T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T15:09:50.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carry Me</title><summary type='text'>For the past few hours, I've been deciding what to write for my entry today. When I browsed on my PC, I get to listen to the videos I have and Marty Sampson's "Carry Me" struck a note! I've been feeling helpless and defenseless, failing every time against the many battles raging inside... but you know what, every time I've fallen, Jesus would carry me back into His arms of love. He draws me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113350739085443235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113350739085443235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113350739085443235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113350739085443235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2005/12/carry-me.html' title='Carry Me'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113333387392017078</id><published>2005-11-30T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T14:57:53.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Design 101</title><summary type='text'>Everyone is fussed making blogsFYI nowadays. Since this trend started like two years ago, millions of people blogged for purposes ranging from regular daily diary, hobby logging up to corporate news and trends logging. Personally, I have been obsessing taking care of my blog (which will turn two years old this January), writing about topics ranging from personal daily experiences to things that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113333387392017078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113333387392017078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113333387392017078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113333387392017078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-design-101.html' title='Blog Design 101'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113314851818273194</id><published>2005-11-28T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T11:32:11.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Feel Nervous...</title><summary type='text'>When God leads, you feel nervous. I woke up yesterday, a Sunday, feeling better with my feet less swolen and in quite a cheery mood. As I prepared mmyself to go to church, I can feel God is prompting me to sing in the church... but I brushed the thought aside and go on with my way. When we got to church, I saw the program with the heading, "Be Still and Know I am God". I was excited cause I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113314851818273194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113314851818273194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113314851818273194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113314851818273194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2005/11/you-feel-nervous.html' title='You Feel Nervous...'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113298897220217742</id><published>2005-11-26T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T11:32:29.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Foot Therapy</title><summary type='text'>Hours ago, I just attended the 2nd session for my right foot therapy and every time I go there I can't help feeling relaxed (and sleepy) because of the coziness of the clinic, and the warm accomodation of the PTs (Physical Therapists). I've always thought before that when you say therapy for physical therapy, it would only mean one thing "massage". I remembered asking one church friend what </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113298897220217742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113298897220217742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113298897220217742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113298897220217742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2005/11/foot-therapy.html' title='Foot Therapy'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113281701777841828</id><published>2005-11-24T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T11:33:09.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love and the Unlovable</title><summary type='text'>Hi. I opened my browser today and one eye-catching picture greeted me. It is a picture of the ugliest dog I've ever seen and he just died recently. I quoted this article from Yahoo! about this amazing creatureSANTA BARBARA, Calif. - Sam, the tiny dog whose hairless body and crooked teeth earned him a reputation as the World's Ugliest Dog, has died. The pooch died Friday, just short of his 15th </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113281701777841828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113281701777841828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113281701777841828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113281701777841828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2005/11/love-and-unlovable.html' title='Love and the Unlovable'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113264112330106257</id><published>2005-11-22T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T14:47:41.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed Right Foot 2</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday afternoon I got my X-ray results and went back to my doctor. Since the X-ray shows that no bone dislocation has been found, he temporarily ruled out I had this "plantar fascia". He explained what it is only to find out it's simply muscle overstretching. He recommended me to see a doctor who will teach me how to exercise my foot and relieve it. I started today and went to the clinic </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113264112330106257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113264112330106257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113264112330106257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113264112330106257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2005/11/blessed-right-foot-2.html' title='Blessed Right Foot 2'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113255577676691066</id><published>2005-11-21T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T14:51:28.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed Right Foot</title><summary type='text'>Last morning, I finished watching "Blessed" and was really satisfied with myself cause I knew the lyrics and I can sing along. After the main feature was a documentary about the making of the "Blessed" project. According to Darlene Zschech, this project was the most relaxed so far (Hillsong had four more projects after Blessed). There was also a girl who sang in the choir interviewed and she said</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113255577676691066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113255577676691066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113255577676691066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113255577676691066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2005/11/blessed-right-foot.html' title='Blessed Right Foot'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113230080597718896</id><published>2005-11-18T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T16:01:13.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dark &amp; Thought-Provoking</title><summary type='text'>Two days ago, I, my brother and Bryan watched the special screening of the latest Harry Potter movie, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire at SM. The movie started at 9:30 PM but before that prizes and promo things were given away. Finally we get to see the movie. The first parts all happen like a blur. It happened so fast especially on the scene where the Dark Mark was conjured. It was like a zap</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113230080597718896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113230080597718896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113230080597718896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113230080597718896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2005/11/dark-thought-provoking.html' title='Dark &amp; Thought-Provoking'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113203305919598583</id><published>2005-11-15T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T13:37:39.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guilty Pleasures</title><summary type='text'>My aching right foot is okay today! Thank God... These past few weeks has been a blur. I've kept myself busy with so many things like making up idea for a new blog skin (If you like this skin, please leave a comment in the tagboard), obsessing my way to defeat the three prime evils in Diablo II (I just defeated Mephisto yesterday after 5 hours of staring into the PC), getting my two licenses (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113203305919598583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113203305919598583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113203305919598583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113203305919598583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2005/11/guilty-pleasures.html' title='Guilty Pleasures'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113168943195251624</id><published>2005-11-11T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T15:23:02.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Dog Says Farewell</title><summary type='text'>WHITIE aka TUKTING1996 - 2005Faithful Dog, Loyal PetThe vet called around 9:00 AM bringing a bad news that our pet dog, Tukting is dead. The vet told us that by the time she opened the clinic she found Tukting lying and lifeless. I can't believe that he would really die cause just yesterday we heard that he's condition has improved. Although, we can't really deny that he's so weak. He would not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113168943195251624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113168943195251624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113168943195251624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113168943195251624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2005/11/dog-says-farewell.html' title='A Dog Says Farewell'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113151960009852167</id><published>2005-11-09T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T15:24:02.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Druids and Summoned Creatures</title><summary type='text'>I woke up this morning feeling a slight ache in my right foot. Maybe it has worsened but I'm glad I can actually walk better than I think today. I ought to see a doctor today to check on my right foot. However when I called at his office this 9:00, his secretary told me that they don't open for Wedenesdays. Okay, so doctor's appointment was postponed tomorrow.My strong Druid warrior, AndreI got </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113151960009852167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113151960009852167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113151960009852167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113151960009852167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2005/11/druids-and-summoned-creatures.html' title='Druids and Summoned Creatures'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113135348581532667</id><published>2005-11-07T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T16:58:51.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheat Allergic and Bleeding</title><summary type='text'>I just took my written exam for a non-professional driver's license and thanked God,I passed. Last morning, we had a 2-hour review about traffic rules, regulations, violations and appropriate actions for real-life problems in driving and inthe afternoon at 1:30, we had the exam.. The good thing about the exam is that it is "open book". Lucky for me, I bought a book last week about traffic rules </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113135348581532667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113135348581532667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113135348581532667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113135348581532667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2005/11/cheat-allergic-and-bleeding.html' title='Cheat Allergic and Bleeding'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113100113937463230</id><published>2005-11-03T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T15:00:31.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hotel Rwanda</title><summary type='text'>Last morning, I watched a movie based on a true story. It's about the abuse of power that brought people into madness, killing everyone who is against them and the whole world doesn't about it. It's "Hotel Rwanda" starred by Don Cheadle who played the role of a manager of a Belgian-owned, 4-star, Hotel Nikulin. To give you a background, the story is set in Kigali, Rwanda, 1994 where the two </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113100113937463230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113100113937463230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113100113937463230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113100113937463230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2005/11/hotel-rwanda.html' title='Hotel Rwanda'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113031577893957083</id><published>2005-10-26T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T16:36:18.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bar of Steel</title><summary type='text'>"I will make thee a new sharp threshing instrument" (Isa. 41:15). A bar of steel worth five dollars, when wrought into horseshoes, is worth ten dollars. If made into needles, it is worth three hundred and fifty dollars; if into penknife blades, it is worth thirty-two thousand dollars; if into springs for watches it is worth two hundred and fifty thousand dollars. What a drilling the poor bar must</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113031577893957083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113031577893957083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113031577893957083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113031577893957083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2005/10/bar-of-steel.html' title='A Bar of Steel'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-113022452776641002</id><published>2005-10-25T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T15:15:57.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trusting God</title><summary type='text'>Trusting God is something which goes beyond our feelings. It takes faith to believe that God will do something even if it seems so impossible provided the situation we are into, the feelings we felt, the resources present and others.Last Sunday morning, I have experienced this in our church. The day before that, Saturday, I went to our church to practice for Praise and Worship the next day. I was</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/113022452776641002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=113022452776641002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113022452776641002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/113022452776641002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2005/10/trusting-god.html' title='Trusting God'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-112953114644725371</id><published>2005-10-17T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T14:43:55.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My New ShoesThanks Dad!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/112953114644725371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=112953114644725371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/112953114644725371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/112953114644725371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-new-shoes-thanks-dad.html' title=''/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-112909580074145822</id><published>2005-10-12T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T13:43:20.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Way to AloneReminder: If this article doesn’t make sense to you, just keep on reading and somewhere, someday it’ll make you understand.I don’t know how to start. I have been thinking lately and realized that these past months in my life seemed rather pointless. I wake up thinking doing the same things which I think were worthwhile. I immersed myself in many things, being a busybody, filling </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/112909580074145822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=112909580074145822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/112909580074145822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/112909580074145822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2005/10/way-to-alone-reminder-if-this-article.html' title=''/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-112901838001060367</id><published>2005-10-11T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T16:15:35.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You Are HolyYou are holy, holy ...Lord there is none like YouYou are holy, holy...Glory to You aloneI'll sing Your praises foreverDeeper in love with YouHere in Your courtsWhere I'm close to Your throneI've found where I belong</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/112901838001060367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=112901838001060367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/112901838001060367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/112901838001060367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2005/10/you-are-holy-you-are-holy-holy.html' title=''/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-112892274048698943</id><published>2005-10-10T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T13:39:00.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Memories and GreetingsI don't know myself lately. I've been living everyday with a single purpose to be a blessing to everyone else but I haven't done justice to myself either. I've been feeling bad... all this lose fat craze isn't working cause I've been loading myself with too much carb and fat. Though from time to time I say to myself to be really serious in losing weight but you know, I get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/112892274048698943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=112892274048698943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/112892274048698943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/112892274048698943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2005/10/memories-and-greetings-i-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-112806219562135305</id><published>2005-09-30T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T14:36:35.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Music is in the SoulPaganini, the great violinist, came out before his audience one day and made the discovery just as they ended their applause that there was something wrong with his violin. He looked at it a second and then saw that it was not his famous and valuable one. He felt paralyzed for a moment, then turned to his audience and told them there had been some mistake and he did not have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/112806219562135305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=112806219562135305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/112806219562135305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/112806219562135305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2005/09/music-is-in-soul-paganini-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-112789370517577156</id><published>2005-09-28T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T15:48:25.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Buddha in 2046I just had my driving lessons with Ptr. Banug. This is only my 2nd day in driving but I learned so much. Today, we traveled as far as Buda going in an average of 40 kph. Driving is much better now compared to what I have in driving school 3 years ago. It was fun though my right foot hurts a little hanging while pressing the accelerator. We had a good weather today until we stopped </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/112789370517577156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=112789370517577156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/112789370517577156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/112789370517577156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2005/09/buddha-in-2046-i-just-had-my-driving.html' title=''/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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-6384884.post-112772055065189458</id><published>2005-09-26T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T15:51:10.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Plain ThingsWhat is really happening to Andy's day-to-day life? As you see, aside from thinking too much about love, life, the nature of evil and other mysteries, I'm just a plain bloke roaming around the city in my polo and maong short pants, surfing the internet, responding to friends in e-groups, looking out for friendster updates, applying at jobstreet, watch movies, shoot the ball... or just</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/feeds/112772055065189458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384884&amp;postID=112772055065189458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/112772055065189458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384884/posts/default/112772055065189458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andysundies.blogspot.com/2005/09/plain-things-what-is-really-happening.html' title=''/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325445416163033086</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></feed>
