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More reason to why I want a library and love books. :)&lt;/div&gt;
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THEY &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;DANCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! :D&lt;/div&gt;
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I want a library. :)&lt;/div&gt;
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A place where I can just sit and read for hours at a time, surrounded by shelves and shelves of books lined up just waiting for me to open their covers and enter into their world full of mystery, suspense, love and tear-jerking, life-changing experiences that mould them into their characters and make them either so lovable or detestable.&lt;/div&gt;
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A place filled with comfortable chairs with fluffy cushions, soft and furry rugs, a comfortable window sill with a beautiful garden view, soft music in the background, the &lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;smell of coffee&lt;/span&gt; in the air...a fireplace would be lovely.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;But then again, this &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Malaysia, so there's no need for one. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Being able to live out the stories with them, learn from their challenges, mistakes and lessons in life and rooting for them till the end...that is why I love reading. It opens a whole new world to you. It increases your power of &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;imagination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; with every book and rewards your imagination when a movie based on the book is created.&lt;/div&gt;
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People ask me how I can finish a book in a day. It's simple. &lt;b&gt;I &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; reading&lt;/b&gt;. And I can't wait to turn the page and discover a new plot, a new scheme, a twist in the story, a new love blossoming, a clue to a crime, a new piece of the puzzle that makes a complete picture as the story continues.&lt;/div&gt;
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I love my books.&lt;/div&gt;
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Old or new, torn or still with perfect pages and covers, pages falling off and bookworm-eaten or ink-smelling...whatever condition they're in, they've been a part of my life and I love them. :)&lt;/div&gt;
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So what're you waiting for?&lt;/div&gt;
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Go grab a book now. :)&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;"There are those who say that life is like a book, with chapters for each event in your life and a limited number of pages on which you can spend your time.&amp;nbsp;But I prefer to think that a book is like a life, particularly a good one, which is well worth staying up all night to finish."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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:/ Oh, if only that were true.&lt;/div&gt;
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Then I can push that little thought out of my head....or make larger room for it. HEH.&lt;/div&gt;
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I highly doubt so, though. But if you did, could you please let me know?&lt;/div&gt;
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Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/173970324682740503-8241286043056846729?l=estherlimroar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Thoughtsfeelingsrandomness/~4/m9aqXgvlFfI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://estherlimroar.blogspot.com/feeds/8241286043056846729/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=173970324682740503&amp;postID=8241286043056846729" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/173970324682740503/posts/default/8241286043056846729?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/173970324682740503/posts/default/8241286043056846729?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Thoughtsfeelingsrandomness/~3/m9aqXgvlFfI/coincidence.html" title="Coincidence?" /><author><name>esthereee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14429694606818014577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QeqcvXwkwW8/Tl5yzO5nE6I/AAAAAAAAAUA/H7cd5zIQxGc/s220/Snapshot_20110710.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://estherlimroar.blogspot.com/2011/11/coincidence.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMFQH0_cCp7ImA9WhRRFU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-173970324682740503.post-2363677343985438333</id><published>2011-11-24T02:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T02:53:31.348+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-29T02:53:31.348+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Memories" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dreams" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Musings" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Thankful" /><title>Unknowingly, yet powerfully.</title><content type="html">&lt;i&gt;Dear _________ ,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;You may never know this &lt;i&gt;(unless you're reading this now, although it's highly unlikely)&lt;/i&gt;, but you've played a huge role in my life this year. If you didn't cause me to &lt;b&gt;question&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;and &lt;b&gt;think &lt;/b&gt;about&amp;nbsp;my capabilities, &amp;nbsp;God-given talents, my hearts desires, dreams and visions, hope and love, I might never have reached this point where although my heart is still looking for directions and seeking the right answers from the one above, I know that I'm on my way to making the right decision for my future.&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Unknowingly, you have motivated me to do my very best in whatever I do, and to&lt;b&gt; love&lt;/b&gt; what I'm doing. You taught me how to worship Him in a whole new way and in a different perspective. You &lt;b&gt;brought life&lt;/b&gt; back into something in me that had died down for a while after being piled upon by studies and stress.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Through our short conversations, you managed to remind me of the&lt;b&gt; joy&lt;/b&gt; that we only get when we are serving Him- in &lt;i&gt;everything&lt;/i&gt; we do. Your updates reminded me to give &lt;b&gt;praise&lt;/b&gt; to God where it is due and to &lt;b&gt;thank Him&lt;/b&gt; for everything He's done and is doing in my life. Your stories reminded me that&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt; I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. You've reminded me of many things, but most of all, you reminded me of &lt;b&gt;who I am&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;who we're&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;living for&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Your life is so full of God's blessings and favour that nobody can deny the fact that God is there in your every day, your every action, your every word. Your &lt;i&gt;child-like faith&lt;/i&gt; has inspired me and your drive and passion for what you do brought out my love and passion for what I do; even if it happened at totally the wrong time- right in the beginning of my second semester.&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I believe God brought you into my life - or me into your life, depending on how you look at it - at such a time, throughout the years, for a purpose. He knew that there were &lt;b&gt;greater plans&lt;/b&gt; for my life than what I had already planned out. By allowing us to stumble upon each other again and again at such points in my life is what I would call divine intervention, as corny and lame as it may sound. Every time I saw you around or talked to you, it's as if my heart participated in a round of tug-of-war. Not in the &lt;i&gt;lovey dovey&lt;/i&gt; way, but in the love and &lt;b&gt;passion&lt;/b&gt; kinda way. As though you had reminded me of a dream far away that I had pushed aside because I considered it impossible, and my &lt;i&gt;heartstrings were being tugged once again&lt;/i&gt; my that dream, each time we conversed. I should've known and believed that the desire that was previously in my heart was put there by God. I am again reminded now that &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;nothing is impossible for God&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;He holds my world in His hands, and I am truly thankful for it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;If only you knew how much you've been a blessing in my life. Unfortunately, I'm afraid that my words may have been misunderstood or my intentions wrongly interpreted, as it might occur when one writes instead of speaks. In the future, when I'm in the midst of chasing or living my dream, I shall read this post again and &lt;i&gt;whisper a prayer&lt;/i&gt; to thank God for everything you've done for me, in your own way - &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;unknowingly, yet powerfully&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, and yet another for Him to &lt;i&gt;continue blessing you&lt;/i&gt; so that you can be a blessing to others, such as you have been in my life.&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Thank you&lt;/b&gt; for being patient with me. I might have come across as just another fan-girl, which I might have sounded like, but don't get the wrong impression, though. I just really admired you, and besides, you were the only one at that time that I could talk to about it who could provide me enough information and advice.&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I will always be grateful for what you have done. One day, by the will and grace of God, we would be able to serve Him together, each of us doing what we love best, all for His glory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/173970324682740503-2363677343985438333?l=estherlimroar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Thoughtsfeelingsrandomness/~4/y7fxt7euR_k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://estherlimroar.blogspot.com/feeds/2363677343985438333/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=173970324682740503&amp;postID=2363677343985438333" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/173970324682740503/posts/default/2363677343985438333?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/173970324682740503/posts/default/2363677343985438333?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Thoughtsfeelingsrandomness/~3/y7fxt7euR_k/unknowingly-yet-powerfully.html" title="Unknowingly, yet powerfully." /><author><name>esthereee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14429694606818014577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QeqcvXwkwW8/Tl5yzO5nE6I/AAAAAAAAAUA/H7cd5zIQxGc/s220/Snapshot_20110710.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://estherlimroar.blogspot.com/2011/11/unknowingly-yet-powerfully.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUUGRHg_cSp7ImA9WhdUEU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-173970324682740503.post-21291956882364216</id><published>2011-09-27T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T20:40:25.649+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-27T20:40:25.649+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Musings" /><title>Crying for this generation</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I was just going through my timeline on twitter, and a few posts from two of the people I follow really stood out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Both were regarding their mums.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And both weren't very polite about their mothers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;One even used the F word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I am honestly appalled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;How can one even allow themselves to use such words on their parents?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;They've done more for us than we've ever done for them in out entire lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It's not like they tried to sell you off for prostitution or something..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;All their mothers asked of them was for a bit of help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;No matter how angry we are at them, I think that we should still respect our parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Even if they're being unreasonable, that is no excuse for anyone to use the F word on any of our parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And even if you're angry, try to find a way to cool down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Don't just lash out on twitter where everyone can see what you're saying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;That is so immature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And you know the saddest part?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;They're both Christians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So help me understand something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;How can someone who claims to be a Christian do something like that and not feel guilty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;AND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;How can someone who does that post anything about God as their next tweet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And i'm sad to say and see that many Christians are like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;But just to clarify, not everyone is like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I love my parents, even if I don't tell them that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It's just not in our culture, as Malaysians, to say I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;But I will never ever think of saying or posting stuff like that about them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am baffled.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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A few of the things that make my days better. :)&lt;/div&gt;
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Unfortunately, I don't spend as much time as I would like to on the piano anymore because I'm way too busy.&lt;/div&gt;
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So now, I compensate for that by doing something I love almost as much.&lt;/div&gt;
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I won't say that I'm extremely good at it.&lt;/div&gt;
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All I'll say is that I thank God for the gift and talent that He's given to me.&lt;/div&gt;
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And that I love using it to bless other people through worship; and I love it when people tell me that they've been encouraged by me. It encourages me as well.&lt;/div&gt;
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I know then that God is using me for His glory.&lt;/div&gt;
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As if I need to explain it anymore after all the previous posts.&lt;/div&gt;
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I love listening to music.&lt;/div&gt;
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It's one of the most effective forms of relaxing and resting of the mind in between long, tough days in college or while doing work or just for personal enjoyment.&lt;/div&gt;
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Music has been my form of personal TAWG a lot of the time as well.&lt;/div&gt;
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Worship albums like Alive In South Africa - Israel &amp;amp; New Breed are amazing.&lt;/div&gt;
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Reading.&lt;/div&gt;
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It opens your mind to a whole new imaginary world in the book.&lt;/div&gt;
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I love imagining what the characters would look and sound like, what the places would look like, what the food would taste like, what the air smells like, etc.&lt;/div&gt;
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Books. You can never get enough of them.&lt;/div&gt;
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Currently studying for my Biology A test which is happening later today.&lt;/div&gt;
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Unfortunately, instead of looking like that...&lt;/div&gt;
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How do I stay awake? :(&lt;/div&gt;
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Have I mentioned that I have a thing for drummers?&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Every. Single. Time.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Every single time I talk to a certain &lt;i&gt;musician friend &lt;/i&gt;of mine, I have this urge to want to pursue music professionally.&lt;/div&gt;
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If you know me, you'd know that as of March 2011, I have decided to become a doctor.&lt;/div&gt;
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Well, the decision wasn't an easy one.&lt;/div&gt;
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There was&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; a lot&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; of uncertainty behind that decision.&lt;/div&gt;
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Okay, correction. There &lt;i&gt;IS &lt;/i&gt;still a lot of uncertainty behind that decision. :(&lt;/div&gt;
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There are times when I listen to a few songs or view a musicians profile on facebook and i'm like&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;"Aww man, I wish I could do that as a living"&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;
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With all my time spent in college and doing assignments and studying, i had to drop my main instrument, the piano.&lt;/div&gt;
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It'll be great if I could play the guitar or some other instrument to fill up that musical void, but unfortunately, all i can do is sing. :/&lt;/div&gt;
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I &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; singing, don't get me wrong. I &lt;i&gt;reaaally&lt;/i&gt; love singing.&lt;/div&gt;
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But there's this thing about actual instruments. It's different.&lt;br /&gt;
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You can &lt;b&gt;play&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;out the melodies and harmonies that your voice can't do all at once.&lt;/div&gt;
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Unless you have a recording studio at home &lt;strike&gt;PLEASE&amp;nbsp;TAKE ME THERE!!!&lt;/strike&gt;, you can't do that.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, because of that, I hardly ever touch the piano now, and I'm getting rusty.&lt;/div&gt;
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My choice of chords is ugly and I think even my timing is running now. &lt;i&gt;NOOOOO&lt;/i&gt;. :(&lt;/div&gt;
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Seeing everyone chasing their dreams, starting in &lt;b&gt;ICOM&lt;/b&gt;, then going to &lt;b&gt;Berklee.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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And even a high possibility of breaking into the music industry and becoming a world touring musician..&lt;/div&gt;
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Even all the &lt;i&gt;New Breed Auditions&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;
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Gahh. I wish i could be part of something like that. :/&lt;/div&gt;
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But as usual, after a few hours..&lt;/div&gt;
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I still think that music isn't my calling.&lt;/div&gt;
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It doesn't feel right. I may absolutely love it, but I think that&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;maybe...&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'd be a better doctor.&lt;/div&gt;
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Sigh, let's just wait for the few hours to pass and then life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;
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It's been two weeks since Y.E.S. 2011.&lt;/div&gt;
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I really miss everything we've done there.&lt;/div&gt;
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The classes where we discovered more about ourselves, about God and how each of us can do more for Him with our different personalities.&lt;/div&gt;
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The team building games where many of us "died on the moon".&lt;/div&gt;
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The weekend ministry where we learnt how to trust and depend fully on God and saw Him move powerfully in each session. This was the best. &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;
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The activities..I never knew i'd like water gun fights that much.&lt;/div&gt;
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Jam sessions with John and Adam during the breaks where we really went on and on.. =)&lt;/div&gt;
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The alumni dinner and the skit we had to come up with and pull off, where we totally "zha-ed" danny..all done with a lot of love. :)&lt;/div&gt;
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The mamak sessions, long talks and MUS with the wonderful people from YES. :)&lt;/div&gt;
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I'm going to miss it all.&lt;/div&gt;
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The experiences, the friendship, the prank Joyce and I pulled on the girls at night, the time spent together...&lt;/div&gt;
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I never regretted going for YES.&lt;/div&gt;
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I'm crashing next year's YES if i'm free. :D WOOHOO!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;You know what it feels when the word 'LOVE' can't describe how you feel about something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;It's a feeling that makes you want to laugh and cry at the same time and makes you so happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;But yet you can't describe how you feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;It's like this magical feeling that makes you feel like you can do anything as long as you still have that feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;I still can't describe it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;But i only get that feeling through worship. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;It's better than love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Better than drugs (not that i've tried it, mind you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Better than anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;The closest word i can think of to this feeling is 'BEAUTIFUL' but even that can't explain it exactly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;But yes. Worship is beautiful. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I love the way we can poke fun at everyone and in the end still love each other so much.&lt;/div&gt;
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I love the way we're all insane at times and come up with weird stuff.&lt;/div&gt;
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I love the way we're noisy and fun and different and cuckoo.&lt;/div&gt;
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I love the way we are witty and smart in everything we do.&lt;/div&gt;
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If I had my way, everyday would be a Friday.&lt;/div&gt;
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Just knowing I'll be spending time with each of you can make my day.&lt;/div&gt;
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So before I go, I just wanna say&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Shoe One Knee&lt;/div&gt;
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Amanda Lee Susu&lt;/div&gt;
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Rocker Vi-Vien&lt;/div&gt;
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SARAH ANNEother rocker LEE&lt;/div&gt;
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JOY-to the world-CIEEE&lt;/div&gt;
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Cho-lo-weeee&lt;/div&gt;
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RAY-NA-NA (that's her name) CHANG&lt;/div&gt;
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Ashwin Nicky&lt;/div&gt;
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Jerome LAME-O Tai&lt;/div&gt;
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Alex OOOOH&lt;/div&gt;
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OH yes, you have a spinal cord, AARON&lt;/div&gt;
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Adam WHY DID YOU EAT THE APPLE! Yong&lt;/div&gt;
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John ChewChewChewChew ( sounds like a train! geddit? geddit?! :D )&lt;/div&gt;
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YES. EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU! =)&lt;/div&gt;
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*HUGS*&lt;/div&gt;
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2 years in a row, babes.&lt;/div&gt;
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I'm so proud of what we've achieved together :)&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;And thanks to all the people who wished me. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Appreciated each and every one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Better late than never. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/173970324682740503-1361773579877052010?l=estherlimroar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Thoughtsfeelingsrandomness/~4/h9hApBEzcPo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://estherlimroar.blogspot.com/feeds/1361773579877052010/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=173970324682740503&amp;postID=1361773579877052010" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/173970324682740503/posts/default/1361773579877052010?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/173970324682740503/posts/default/1361773579877052010?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Thoughtsfeelingsrandomness/~3/h9hApBEzcPo/i-cant-remember-whether-ive-said-this.html" title="" /><author><name>esthereee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14429694606818014577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QeqcvXwkwW8/Tl5yzO5nE6I/AAAAAAAAAUA/H7cd5zIQxGc/s220/Snapshot_20110710.JPG" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://estherlimroar.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-cant-remember-whether-ive-said-this.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0IMSHc7eyp7ImA9WxBWFk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-173970324682740503.post-1149610038406173156</id><published>2010-02-06T15:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T21:26:29.903+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-02-08T21:26:29.903+08:00</app:edited><title>Random photos :)</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hot legs belonging to all my darlings. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uN13KAOiKqc/S20Yev0Wx2I/AAAAAAAAAO4/mxrfWBfYO2o/s1600-h/19664_268083381283_669996283_3468725_2698316_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uN13KAOiKqc/S20Yev0Wx2I/AAAAAAAAAO4/mxrfWBfYO2o/s400/19664_268083381283_669996283_3468725_2698316_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After Christmas service. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uN13KAOiKqc/S20Yed9mqpI/AAAAAAAAAO0/jimo8m28QeA/s1600-h/18041_269372068660_561263660_3345298_5357888_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uN13KAOiKqc/S20Yed9mqpI/AAAAAAAAAO0/jimo8m28QeA/s400/18041_269372068660_561263660_3345298_5357888_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pictures from 19C's cell Christmas party :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uN13KAOiKqc/S20ZRslTSKI/AAAAAAAAAO8/hkmetsTkKsA/s1600-h/20364_220054426283_669996283_3235699_3477899_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uN13KAOiKqc/S20ZRslTSKI/AAAAAAAAAO8/hkmetsTkKsA/s400/20364_220054426283_669996283_3235699_3477899_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uN13KAOiKqc/S20ZRrusmbI/AAAAAAAAAPA/wtEn9dG-Iyo/s1600-h/20364_220054036283_669996283_3235652_342439_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uN13KAOiKqc/S20ZRrusmbI/AAAAAAAAAPA/wtEn9dG-Iyo/s400/20364_220054036283_669996283_3235652_342439_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After the party.. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uN13KAOiKqc/S20ZRq_ucRI/AAAAAAAAAPE/jHH2xOxnkcQ/s1600-h/20364_220054386283_669996283_3235694_8347658_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uN13KAOiKqc/S20ZRq_ucRI/AAAAAAAAAPE/jHH2xOxnkcQ/s400/20364_220054386283_669996283_3235694_8347658_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our "challenge" and praise and worship session. (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uN13KAOiKqc/S20ZR1hNBXI/AAAAAAAAAPI/8U1hmX6n330/s1600-h/20364_220054376283_669996283_3235692_8144850_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uN13KAOiKqc/S20ZR1hNBXI/AAAAAAAAAPI/8U1hmX6n330/s400/20364_220054376283_669996283_3235692_8144850_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uN13KAOiKqc/S20ZRxlwGMI/AAAAAAAAAPM/IctWNUUfJ8w/s1600-h/safe_image.php.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uN13KAOiKqc/S20ZRxlwGMI/AAAAAAAAAPM/IctWNUUfJ8w/s400/safe_image.php.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks for the memories. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/173970324682740503-1149610038406173156?l=estherlimroar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Thoughtsfeelingsrandomness/~4/qJjERrW8bI8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://estherlimroar.blogspot.com/feeds/1149610038406173156/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=173970324682740503&amp;postID=1149610038406173156" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/173970324682740503/posts/default/1149610038406173156?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/173970324682740503/posts/default/1149610038406173156?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Thoughtsfeelingsrandomness/~3/qJjERrW8bI8/hot-legs-belonging-to-all-my-darlings.html" title="Random photos :)" /><author><name>esthereee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14429694606818014577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QeqcvXwkwW8/Tl5yzO5nE6I/AAAAAAAAAUA/H7cd5zIQxGc/s220/Snapshot_20110710.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uN13KAOiKqc/S20Yev0Wx2I/AAAAAAAAAO4/mxrfWBfYO2o/s72-c/19664_268083381283_669996283_3468725_2698316_n.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://estherlimroar.blogspot.com/2010/02/hot-legs-belonging-to-all-my-darlings.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C04FRnw8fyp7ImA9WxBXGUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-173970324682740503.post-7121487896350345467</id><published>2010-02-01T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T02:18:37.277+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-02-01T02:18:37.277+08:00</app:edited><title>Grr</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After the WT meeting we had today, i was thinking about what was mentioned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pastor mentioned about liking "new blood" in the team because they are all so eager to "get it right the first few times".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unfortunately, not all "new blood" are like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are some who just don't bother even listening to songs before coming for practice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And yes, i AM surprised. Horrified, even.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why join the WT then?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So that people can recognise you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So that people can see how good you are?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OH COME ON.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then there was the point about murmuring and grumbling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, all of us have grumbled before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Especially those who have been serving for over 10 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By the way,&amp;nbsp;I &lt;i&gt;REALLY&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;respect all of those.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They've been serving for so long and they're STILL serving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's GREAT. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;People always comment that i'm a perfectionist, tries to fix things a lot, picky even..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And time and time again the WT is reminded not to be too technical.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But what's wrong about wanting the best for God?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Especially if you CAN do it but you're not giving your best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Danny and Ps Julie mentioned that the spirit of excellence IS a good thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you're giving a performance (not that i'm saying that worship is a performance) you'd practice again and again to make sure that nothing goes wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So when you're worshipping GOD, why shouldn't we give our VERY BEST?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But yes, i agree that when all you focus on is technique, you give little room for the spirit to flow..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But then again, HOW to flow when the technique isn't there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How to flow when we don't know our chords?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How to flow when we're not LISTENING to each other? When we're not looking at the WL?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When we don't bother even to pray before coming for practices and before service?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's why i complain, because i think and i KNOW things can be better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If only we are willing to work at it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I say WE because i have room for a LOT of improvement too. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another thing that bugs me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Many people come for worship practices unprepared..they arrive and only then they start learning the new song the WL wants to introduce that week, learn up solos, practice their chords...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's not just the WL's job to make preparations for worship that week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The musicians and backups are supposed to memorise their lyrics, learn up their parts, know their chords and solos and whatever else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Practice is the time for the team to worship. And try out new things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By right, during practice, we should know our chords and lyrics so well that we don't have to look at them anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we should be able to just worship and flow with the spirit better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And if you don't want to practice at home before coming for worship practices, please don't practice your John Mayer stuff or come up with drum solos or whatever else?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because even if you can play exactly how John Mayer plays or even if you have the best drum solo, if you can't be bothered to spend as many hours to be as good during worship and to give your best to God, WHAT'S THE POINT?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who gave you the talent anyway?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Second half another day. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/173970324682740503-7121487896350345467?l=estherlimroar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Thoughtsfeelingsrandomness/~4/Nbps7KE65A8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://estherlimroar.blogspot.com/feeds/7121487896350345467/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=173970324682740503&amp;postID=7121487896350345467" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/173970324682740503/posts/default/7121487896350345467?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/173970324682740503/posts/default/7121487896350345467?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Thoughtsfeelingsrandomness/~3/Nbps7KE65A8/grr.html" title="Grr" /><author><name>esthereee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14429694606818014577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QeqcvXwkwW8/Tl5yzO5nE6I/AAAAAAAAAUA/H7cd5zIQxGc/s220/Snapshot_20110710.JPG" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://estherlimroar.blogspot.com/2010/02/grr.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUER3gzfyp7ImA9WxBRFk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-173970324682740503.post-3675557956164377647</id><published>2010-01-02T05:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T20:30:06.687+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-04T20:30:06.687+08:00</app:edited><title>A walk through 2009</title><content type="html">&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2009 was a wonderful year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So many things happened this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The year started of in church. &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Watchnite service&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The emphasis the church set for the year 2009 was the &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Year of Positioning&lt;/span&gt;. I really believe that it was the right emphasis because many many things happened in 2009 that i really never thought could happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After watchnight service, I went out with Adam Yong, Jason Ngu, Nelson Ong, Tan Yee Wei and Roger Chan for our first meal of the year. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;[ The one sentence they still remember up to now is me saying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;"I'm gonna die when i go home!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt; because it was really REALLY late. =P ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then in &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, there was the "interview" to be in the&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC9933;"&gt; Subang Rally committee&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was really pretty wow, because i went there without even knowing it was an interview and I even got in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey, God works in His ways. :D hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;And through that positioning, i started contributing more in CF as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then on the 8th of May, the CF of SMKSJ had our &lt;span style="color:#6aa84f;"&gt;Easter Rally&lt;/span&gt;! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Again, the unimaginable happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I tore a muscle while practising the dance we were going to perform, and my whole knee cap moved to the side.. It was kinda freaky and gross but really cool as well cos i could see and feel my leg all weird and bulging at the wrong place. Ugh.. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But through that, many other people were kinda pushed to take over what i was supposed to do, which in that sense made them step up and take the position.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But we had an AMAZING turn up on that day. :) Thank God for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In July, there was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;Subang Rally&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;The event that the committee worked on for months. :)&lt;br /&gt;PRAISE THE LORD, everything we worked hard for paid off and we had the most awesome rally to date! :)&lt;br /&gt;I got to know about 30 amazing people from the worship teams and the whole wonderful committee that i love dearly.&lt;br /&gt;Again, we were blessed with the 400+ registrations and the 1000+ people who came for the concert and the many salvations we had on that day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In August.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The &lt;span style="color:#3d85c6;"&gt;CF of SMKSJ&lt;/span&gt; had out last official meeting. :)&lt;br /&gt;In other words, our party. (;&lt;br /&gt;It was LOADS of fun and so many people turned up.&lt;br /&gt;On that day, we were told by members of other clubs that they were going to quit their clubs and join CF next year. YAAY! :D hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;God is good! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November.&lt;br /&gt;I had my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Yamaha Fundamentals Grade 4 exam&lt;/span&gt;..thank God for keeping me very calm throughout the exam.&lt;br /&gt;The previous exam, my nerves were so bad that I couldn't stop crying for half an hour after coming out of the exam hall.&lt;br /&gt;And the day after that, GTPJ had out &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Charity Bazaar&lt;/span&gt;! :)&lt;br /&gt;My cell, SS19C teamed with another cell and was put in charge of a candle-blowing game..which is really not easy, actually. :) the game, i mean.&lt;br /&gt;We went out to get kids to play our game and in the end, our stall managed to raise RM1000 for charity. :)&lt;br /&gt;SO COOL RIGHT! :D hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December!&lt;br /&gt;First there was a very very VERY GREAT AND POWERFUL &lt;span style="color:#6aa84f;"&gt;APYAC conference&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;SO many lives were touched and changed, mine included. :)&lt;br /&gt;Then there was &lt;span style="color:#45818e;"&gt;Christmas@Home&lt;/span&gt;, our cell party.&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord for almost 70 people who attended the party and the three salvations we had! :D&lt;br /&gt;God is so so so awesome. (;&lt;br /&gt;Then&lt;span style="color:#a64d79;"&gt; Christmas celebration services&lt;/span&gt; at church, where the group that did the presentation got invited to perform at MCA's Christmas gathering or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;What an opportunity we have to share the GREAT news to all the party's leaders and members from all over Malaysia! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#674ea7;"&gt;Youth camp&lt;/span&gt; was a fantastic camp.&lt;br /&gt;This was the first camp we really didn't follow the schedule and just went with the flow of where God was leading us to..&lt;br /&gt;It was really amazing.&lt;br /&gt;Friendships were strengthened, new relationships formed, the uncelled were celled, the not so close became very close, the quiet became noisy, the crazy became even crazier, the loud became louder, hearts and lives were changed and touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To God be the glory for the things He has done! =]&lt;br /&gt;It was a great and awesome Year of Positioning with Him in 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to an even greater &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;Year of Favour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in 2010!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/173970324682740503-3675557956164377647?l=estherlimroar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Thoughtsfeelingsrandomness/~4/VbKES90Zv6k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://estherlimroar.blogspot.com/feeds/3675557956164377647/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=173970324682740503&amp;postID=3675557956164377647" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/173970324682740503/posts/default/3675557956164377647?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/173970324682740503/posts/default/3675557956164377647?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Thoughtsfeelingsrandomness/~3/VbKES90Zv6k/walk-through-2009.html" title="A walk through 2009" /><author><name>esthereee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14429694606818014577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QeqcvXwkwW8/Tl5yzO5nE6I/AAAAAAAAAUA/H7cd5zIQxGc/s220/Snapshot_20110710.JPG" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://estherlimroar.blogspot.com/2010/01/walk-through-2009.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEADRHs5eip7ImA9WxBTGUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-173970324682740503.post-796355369987361941</id><published>2009-12-17T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T02:06:15.522+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-17T02:06:15.522+08:00</app:edited><title>1, 2 or 3?</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have so many things to blog about that i can't even start.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And every time i want to write something here, something else happens and adds up to the list of things to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God has just been wonderful throughout the past few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gahh. So many things.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where to start?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or maybe i'll just write in my diary.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:D oh well.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;after i'm done deciding what comes down here, i'll post again.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till then.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check out the picture.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's so cute!&lt;br /&gt;
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kicked off the new season of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oprah Winfrey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'s daytime talk show in stunning fashion on Tuesday by staging the largest single city 'flashmob' dance event ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a id="more137181" name="more137181"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Without the show host's knowledge, Peas star &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;will.i.am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt; teamed up with choreographers to create a dance routine for the band's "I Gotta Feeling" hit and then called on 800 fans to help him carry out the spectacle on TV.&lt;br /&gt;The 800 were taught the moves and then they passed them on to another 20,000 Oprah fans, who showed up for the taping of the TV titan's free block party show in Chicago, Illinois.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The amazing finished product aired on TV in America on Thursday - when more than 20,000 people took over Chicago's Michigan Avenue and wowed Winfrey and will.i.am with a colourful synchronized dance routine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A9CmZXSSYmc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A9CmZXSSYmc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;This is so awesome. :)&lt;br /&gt;First impression was WOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;Now if only we could pull this off. (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/173970324682740503-3909034207658380063?l=estherlimroar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Thoughtsfeelingsrandomness/~4/m9mzKoSMxOk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://estherlimroar.blogspot.com/feeds/3909034207658380063/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=173970324682740503&amp;postID=3909034207658380063" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/173970324682740503/posts/default/3909034207658380063?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/173970324682740503/posts/default/3909034207658380063?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Thoughtsfeelingsrandomness/~3/m9mzKoSMxOk/blog-post_27.html" title="I Gotta Feeling :)" /><author><name>esthereee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14429694606818014577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QeqcvXwkwW8/Tl5yzO5nE6I/AAAAAAAAAUA/H7cd5zIQxGc/s220/Snapshot_20110710.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://estherlimroar.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_27.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUGSHY5fyp7ImA9WxNQGUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-173970324682740503.post-5852430806924157535</id><published>2009-09-26T23:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T02:03:49.827+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-27T02:03:49.827+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Birthday Dedication" /><title>Happy Birthday, Monkey! :)</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Adam! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385836417053806130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uN13KAOiKqc/Sr5Vr5jazjI/AAAAAAAAAN0/ZFh8r4HGfzI/s200/5161_114270752353_584187353_2905404_4026530_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You've been a really good friend all these years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After all these years, you've really become more mature. =P&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Seriously, though..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You've really become more responsible this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But your pranks never stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't believe i called John and talked to you for a whole 10 minutes without even asking why you sounded like Adam. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You monkey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I really thank God for giving me a friend like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;People like you make life interesting. (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eat more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Laugh more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Be lame more.&lt;br /&gt;But pleaseeeee.. don't purposely sing off tune in yee wei's car while i'm trying to listen to a perfectly good song. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;God bless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hearts. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/173970324682740503-5852430806924157535?l=estherlimroar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Thoughtsfeelingsrandomness/~4/3FPPAD_kBCw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://estherlimroar.blogspot.com/feeds/5852430806924157535/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=173970324682740503&amp;postID=5852430806924157535" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/173970324682740503/posts/default/5852430806924157535?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/173970324682740503/posts/default/5852430806924157535?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Thoughtsfeelingsrandomness/~3/3FPPAD_kBCw/happy-birthday-monkey.html" title="Happy Birthday, Monkey! :)" /><author><name>esthereee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14429694606818014577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QeqcvXwkwW8/Tl5yzO5nE6I/AAAAAAAAAUA/H7cd5zIQxGc/s220/Snapshot_20110710.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uN13KAOiKqc/Sr5Vr5jazjI/AAAAAAAAAN0/ZFh8r4HGfzI/s72-c/5161_114270752353_584187353_2905404_4026530_n.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://estherlimroar.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-monkey.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04FRXw4eCp7ImA9WxNQGEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-173970324682740503.post-2534309099935672169</id><published>2009-09-25T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T02:11:54.230+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-25T02:11:54.230+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Birthday Dedication" /><title>Happy Birthday, Danny! :)</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;23rd September 2009.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love you loads and loads and loads and loads.&lt;br /&gt;
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