<?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-7035021</id><updated>2011-07-31T02:55:33.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Princess</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</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>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7035021.post-225023563863768667</id><published>2009-09-30T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T23:41:32.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Edge Conference and other less important stuff. haha</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.edgeconference.sg/"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 294px; HEIGHT: 145px" src="http://www.edgeconference.sg/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/Believe_animated.gif" width="178" height="106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Hey all! I'm fufilling my job to try and keep this blog alive by posting up some interesting stuff! :) Firstly, the coolest church in town (which is my church) Victory Family Centre (not Center .. haha). is having our first ever city-wide YOUTH conference at the end of this year!!! It's is going to be great with a load of fun! We would have workshops in the day, and night Rallies which will be FREE ADMISSION! If you are keen to go, let me know. PLease.. before you leave this blog at least click on the banner above for more information or visit the very cool website &lt;a href="http://www.edgeconference.com.sg/"&gt;www.edgeconference.com.sg&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;:) Life for me has been great as usual (Do i always say this?) haha. Been having holidays so I've been trying to catch up with my rest. But i;ve been slightly busy with a Project that i have to do, and a few ministry stuff. Also busy catching up with different ppl (Which is Awesome!!) :) School mates, Church Mates, Track mates. Still have loads of ppl to catch up with and 2 weeks left before schools starts! Yikes! can't believe the hols past sooo super fast. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;My schedule has just come out! Does not look that bad, don't have any days where i don't have school. One slightly irritating fact is that Tue I have school from 4-6pm! How depressing is that!? :( Oh wells. I will survive! One more semester and I will be done with Poly Life and on towards more exciting stuff!!!!!!! :))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;To find out more abou the exciting stuff, come back next time to check it out. I suggest waiting about 2 months before the next post. LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Limmy, out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-225023563863768667?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/225023563863768667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=225023563863768667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/225023563863768667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/225023563863768667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2009/09/edge-conference-and-other-less.html' title='Edge Conference and other less important stuff. haha'/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</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-7035021.post-7540193744258065199</id><published>2009-04-17T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T09:22:18.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thought I post this Video here too! This song is all about God's Love... Great song. Click that BUTTON! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J95rAr0gOFU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J95rAr0gOFU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Your Side - Tenth Avenue North&lt;br /&gt;Why are you striving these days&lt;br /&gt;Why are you trying to earn grace&lt;br /&gt;Why are you crying&lt;br /&gt;Let me lift up your face&lt;br /&gt;Just don't turn away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are you looking for love&lt;br /&gt;Why are you still searching as if I'm not enough&lt;br /&gt;To where will you go child&lt;br /&gt;Tell me where will you run&lt;br /&gt;To where will you run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be by your side&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you fall&lt;br /&gt;In the dead of night&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you call&lt;br /&gt;And please don't fight&lt;br /&gt;These hands that are holding you&lt;br /&gt;My hands are holding you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at these hands and my side&lt;br /&gt;They swallowed the grave on that night&lt;br /&gt;When I drank the world's sin&lt;br /&gt;So I could carry you in&lt;br /&gt;And give you life&lt;br /&gt;I want to give you life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus 2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I, I love you&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;That I, I love you&lt;br /&gt;I'll never let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Through thick and thin, it's your love that carries me... from the beginning right to the very end. I love you Lord.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-7540193744258065199?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/7540193744258065199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=7540193744258065199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/7540193744258065199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/7540193744258065199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2009/04/thought-i-post-this-video-here-too-this.html' title=''/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</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-7035021.post-1823983334847163824</id><published>2009-02-23T00:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T00:58:14.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relief</title><content type='html'>I guess you know what time this is. (if you noticed, i usually blog after every exam is over)... Yes, the time has arrived. It is esther's "Exam is Over", "Year 2 is over", "The beginning of more freee ejoyable time" DAY! Oh my.. I have been waiting for this day since the beginning of this Semester, can you believe that? And finally, all the craziness and hectic schedules has hopefully given way to a bit of a more relaxing time for me. It really has been a while since i last took a loon break, and I just thank God for it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things i want to do during the hols:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Catch up and chill with friends whom i havne't seen it quite a while&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Apply for my driving liscense?? Hopefully.. haha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sell my piano&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make my Brother's B'day present&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Give my grandad Computer lessons&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get a haircut - which i desperately need with this crazy, thick, wavy hair. Haha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beg for money?? haha. Well, more practically get a job which lasts about 1 - 2 weeks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pack my horridly, messy room.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get some rest.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pray. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;etc etc etc&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Still lotsa things - but it's so much better than being in a Semester. Well well, 2nd year has gone, now it's the 3rd year (my last year). I wonder what God wants me to do after that. Really seeking Him about it now because I know the time to make a crucial decision is coming soon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Other random thoughts: I realised there have been so many many changes in my life this past year. In me, my surroundings, the way i perceieve things, etc. The exciting things that are ahead are also countless and many! But one thing is for sure, and one thing  I will hope to cling on to till my last breath will be to trust in His word that never changes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;limmy, out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;To grow in the grace and knowledge of my Lord Jesus Christ&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-1823983334847163824?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/1823983334847163824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=1823983334847163824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/1823983334847163824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/1823983334847163824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2009/02/relief.html' title='Relief'/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</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-7035021.post-1999755754345977867</id><published>2008-12-25T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T22:53:26.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The time is 2.25pm on my computer clock. Let's see how fast I can finish this post. In actual fact, I should be attempting to do 3 papers due on 29th December, but I just got distracted. Here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I am not wrong, I can count the no. of Posts I have this year on 1 hand. Haha. Gosh, it really has been quite a while since i last posted... again..  as usual. It's all because of my super busy Semester, and the amount of stuff and responsibilities that I have to do. It's quite crazy really, I was just mentioning to my mother the other day that I have never felt so busy in my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, before I carry on the rants, I want to wish Everybody out there A BLESSED CHRISTMAS! Wo hoo! In a way, the world is in the celebration mood all because 2000+ years ago, Jesus was born, and it's because of Him, I am where I am today, Alive and Made whole. Joyful not because of the circumstances or because of who I am, but because of what he's done in Me. The impact of his Birth is amazzzzzzing!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few updates: Just came back from a youth camp from 8th-11th December. (Youth camp was great this year! God was reminding us of our purpose of TAke our City and generation, and letting us know that we are here for such a time as this! I feel as though God is moving the youth group from one level to another, and I am excited about the work he will be doing through us in the years to come.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from a Long Awaited Family Holiday from 13th December - 22nd Dec. We went to Shanghai for 5 nights and HK for 4 nights. So it was quite an experience to see 2 major Asian cities in a period of 10 days, and how our Asian counterparts live their lives. I know I'm a bit biased, and my stay in Shanghai and HK might have been a bit to short to come to such a conclusion but I have to say Singapore is still my Favourite Country to live in. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But a few takes on Shanghai - it's a RApidly (and i mean really rapidly) developing city. I think it's like China's CBD, except BIGGER and Rapidly Growing. Haha. But I also found it a city of huge differences. For example, I was on a street where there was a Huge, Pretty, Expensive shopping mall on one side, and A few shop houses (where Poverty can still be seen) and old people playing a reform game of Mahjong on the other side. I met people who offered Great Service, and also people who were pretty impatient. Oh ya, and I got to experience toilets without doors!! Amazing man... Thankfully i Chose the last cubicle where no one saw nothing. After that experience, the next day my mother wanted to go to the toilet, and she asked around the street if there was any "hao" toilet, and the man laughed and said there is no such thing as hao" toilet's around that area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few takes on HK - It's a busy country. I could feel it everywher i went. In the Mrts, in the shopping centres. Everyone moved at a fast paced, the MTR's (MRT's - as known in Spore) where very frequent but always crowded. The restaurants I went to were like Chinese fast food joints where they order your food the momment you seat, serve you really fast, and you find yourself out of the place in no time! Everything there is "fast fast''. heh. But i got to see some really senic sights of HK, like at Ocean Park, and at the Peak! Also got to experience a bit of the night life with all the colour and noise, and lastly, I got to experience the crowd in HK. To sum it all up, it was quite an experience. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So well, the time is now 2:49pm. I think i really need to get back to my studies, getting a bit nervous at the rate i'm going about accomplishing my work. Well, it's great to be back, might post the pics on face book, and maybe some here... and I will most prob blog once more b4 this year is over just to sum it all up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless,&lt;br /&gt;Esther.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I look to that day where my whole life revolves 360 around yours. With your grace, I'm working to it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-1999755754345977867?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/1999755754345977867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=1999755754345977867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/1999755754345977867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/1999755754345977867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2008/12/time-is-2.html' title=''/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</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-7035021.post-6923291096604099316</id><published>2008-08-19T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T03:04:48.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What comes after Goal?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey! Welcome back to my blog. Just yesterday, I became quite free from academic stuff at roughly 4pm, Singapore time! Woots. 1 sem is over, and i am half way through Poly Life. I don't know whether to be happy or sad, but one thing I can say (which i always say on my blog), Time Passes Uber Fast!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i had a great time yesterday cos i went out with Nicole and Marilyn, my two besties in Secondary school and had a fun time catching up at Hans, Thomson Plaza. Also had Ritz apple struddle for desert. So it was a great end to my semester. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another great end to my semester was to know that God was with me, helping along the way throughout, and I have survived a very BUSy Sem with his Grace. Thank you Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i spent my mornings just lazing around, enjoying the simple things in life, crawling out late from bed, taking my time to bite into my breakfast, catching up on the news etc. After lunch, spent some time praying, and reading the bible and hearing the Fuel (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theedge.org,sg/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.theedge.org,sg/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;) . Haha. Then spent the rest of my afternoon printing out Calenders, trying to plan my Holdiay! This hol will be quite a busy one, but i know it will be a great! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought I will write out a newspaper reflection on one of the articles i read today. (haha, doesn't newspaper reflection sound so familiar to secondary school life?). I found it really interesting, and for those who wanna read up on it, it can be found on Life page C8, 19th August 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The article is named "What comes after gold?", and it talks about Gold winners in the olypics reaching their "ultimate" goal in life, sacrificing and giving it all that they have got, their childhood, other dreams, love, family time, and then feeling a sense of loss because all that they were living for is over. Just to quote an example,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236156452187391874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/SKqQjQj_x4I/AAAAAAAAALA/ZabriTabH5Q/s320/3835325559.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"New york - Decathlete Bruce Jenner (above) crossed the finish line in the 1,500m final in the 1976 Montreal Olympics, arms flying above his head, knowing he had won the gold, and that he had set a world record. He just did not know what he was doing for dinner. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'I had no plans, nothing,' said Jenner in a telephone interview last Saturday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A friend lent him the use of a luxury suite in Montreal that night with sweeping views of the city where he had just been immortalised. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"So there I was in this amazing suite... and I'm looking around and the place had a grand piano, and i thought, maybe i should learn to play the piano. I mean, I was extremely satisfied but also devastated by the finality of it all.' "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Dr Ungerlied, many olympians having serious problems post-Olypics as "this was the only life they knew and it was inconceivable to do anything else". He wrote in his study that was published in 1997.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past few days, I kindda admired the mdal winners at the olympics, taking to note the amount of hard work they had put in to get to where they were, and wondering whetehr I could be in their position if I was given the right opportunity. (maybe the next Michale Phelps. haha) . But after reading this article, I realised that the few seconds of glory and the circluar piece made up of goal was still not the best thing to sacrifice your "whole life" for. This brought me to the bible verse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1 Corinthians 9: 24 - 26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;24. Do you not know that in a race all the runners run, but only one gets the prize?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Run in such a way as to get the prize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;25. Everyone who competes in the games goes into strict training. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They do it to get a crown that will not last; but we do it to get a crown that will last forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;26. Therefore I do not run like a man running aimlessly;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I do not fight like a man beating the air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I guess this verse just says it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, one thing is for sure, tht this race (the christian race) that we are running for has a prize that will lasts forever. Don't give up all my brothers and sisters in christ. We will def not be disappointed when we reach the finish line togeter! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;limmy, out. &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/7035021-6923291096604099316?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/6923291096604099316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=6923291096604099316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/6923291096604099316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/6923291096604099316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-comes-after-goal.html' title='What comes after Goal?'/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/SKqQjQj_x4I/AAAAAAAAALA/ZabriTabH5Q/s72-c/3835325559.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7035021.post-8005660734534754638</id><published>2008-05-08T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T23:10:43.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no POSt ar...</title><content type='html'>Haha. Had a sudden urge to use singlish for my Post title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dying!!! DYING!!! MYblog is dying again!! Aiii. I think it will be a while before anyone sees this post because i haven't been posting since March!! As usual, when i don't post means that I have been busy either Studying, or recuperating my energy from the amount of "hardwork" i have been putting in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit of Updates. God has been so good to my Family and I, blessing us in so many WAYS!! Above and beyond all that i can ever imagine or dream... He has become more real in my life even as I seek him. The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases, his mercies never come to an end. They are NEW every MORNING. I am going to try my best to run the Race with God by my side, and try my best to guard my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This semester has been really busy for me. There is an increase in the workload and activities both in church and at school. Sometimes i do feel as though I am exhausted. Haha. For those who know me well, there are times when I like to feel sorry for myself, and after doing so, I will feel even worse! Even more tired. So i'm really tryin to change my perspective towards the busyness in my life. It is hard, but i'm tyring. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today, is another long dad. School from 9am-1pm, but i have a meeting from 6pm-8pm so there goes my whole day in school!!! :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will try my best to update my blog again. I found the time today because I have a lot of waiting time and my lappy next to me. Gtg! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;God bless, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;limmy, out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;Ps. I was forced to write the following comment. It has truely nothing to do with me. "ESTHER LOVES VALERIE! (:" Haha. xP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-8005660734534754638?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/8005660734534754638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=8005660734534754638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/8005660734534754638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/8005660734534754638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2008/05/long-time-no-post-ar.html' title='Long time no POSt ar...'/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</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-7035021.post-6949560810781353941</id><published>2008-03-18T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T02:21:23.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Brother of Mine, David Lim Yong Chern. 16 Already!!!!!! Thanks for being such a great Brother. Will not change you for another. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time has been passing by so fast! I only have less than 1 month left b4 i start school all over again! It has been crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from Thailand for a Humanitarian trip and a bit of shopping last Monday, 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; March. It was quite fun seeing the children and touching their lives in a small way. The shopping part and hanging around with Val, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LYdia&lt;/span&gt; and the rest of the gang was great too! But it is great to be back here in Home Sweet Home Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week i caught up with some of my friends from Secondary School!!! I miss them so much!! It was so refreshing and exciting seeing their faces and finding out what has been going on in their lives. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ahhhhh&lt;/span&gt;... I miss them. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. I met up with Marilyn, and the Track gals on Tues! Spent the whole Wet Tuesday at Compass Point from 2.30pm - 8.00pm. Amazing huh? I got a good fill of Compass Air, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hersheys&lt;/span&gt; Pie with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Meh&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Nic&lt;/span&gt; at Bk, and Beef rice with Track Gals at Yoshi. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. I found out that they are still the same crazy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Thurs went out with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Yi&lt;/span&gt; Lin, Ming Hui and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Joselyn&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Hougang&lt;/span&gt; Mall for Lunch at Macs. They are still the same too! And it was so fun chatting with them and just seeing them and getting to hear about how they were. It just made my day! We even took photos with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Yi&lt;/span&gt; Lin's camera and washed them on the day itself (It was almost as fun as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Neoprints&lt;/span&gt;, but Cheaper!) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you girls! Thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Nic&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Yi&lt;/span&gt; Lin for organising the Outings! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates: Relief Job has been going on quite fine. Thank God for the many openings he has given me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;. Thank God for the Good results for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Sem&lt;/span&gt; 2! All Glory goes to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that is about all i have for today. God bless, there is someone out there who loves you and cares for you. His name is Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;limmy&lt;/span&gt;, out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My hearts desire, is to know you more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take me deeper, than ever before&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deeper in your presence, Deeper in your Love. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Hearts Desire is to know you more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus, My Saviour, the one that I adore. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to know you more.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                                      - Esther&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-6949560810781353941?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/6949560810781353941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=6949560810781353941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/6949560810781353941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/6949560810781353941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2008/03/time-has-been-passing-by-so-fast-i-only.html' title=''/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</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-7035021.post-9216064261428461685</id><published>2008-02-21T18:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T18:16:17.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lsrFIQxLdLc&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lsrFIQxLdLc&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;CHORUS: YOU ARE MY FREEDOM&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;JESUS YOU'RE THE REASON&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'M KNEELING AGAIN AT YOUR THRONE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;WHERE WOULD I BE, WITHOUT YOU &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;HERE IN MY LIFE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;HERE IN MY LIFE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love this song, and I especially love the Chorus of this song. It just reminds me of God's Goodness, and that he is the reason for where i am today, Free and Saved by Grace. Where would i be without God, I don't know, but I know that with him around, Life rocks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Limmy, out!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ps, Congrats Evie!!! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-9216064261428461685?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/9216064261428461685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=9216064261428461685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/9216064261428461685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/9216064261428461685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2008/02/chorus-you-are-my-freedom-jesus-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</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-7035021.post-4036530329551093669</id><published>2008-02-19T01:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T02:01:22.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Happy Belated Chinese NEW Year EVerybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! Firstly, I wanna thank God for pulling me Thru My First Year in Poly. My exams finished on Firday, making me Free from studies and school stuff until Mid April. Updates: decided to apply for a relief teaching JOb back at my old Primary school! So Exciting! haha. But I get a job only if there is a teacher who can't make it for work on a particular day. SO far, since Monday, i had no calls, so we will see how this Relief Job turns out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's CNY was slightly different for me because i spent three days of it at PENANG! Yupp, Penang, the land of Good food. haha. And you know why i went to Penang? To Celebrate my Grandfather's big 80th Birthday!!! My Grandpa was born there, (so all of you know that i have PENANG BLOOD IN ME! DOn;t play play. Haha) so it was my Grandma's idea to have the whole family (10 of us in total) go back and see my historical roots?, and also to let my Grandpa reminicense about the good ol days..However, I did not skip the visiting relatives, wishing "Gong xi, Gong xi" part on the first day of CNY. We went visiting in morning, and took a plane to Penang in the Evening. Here are some of the Photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/R7qkSpDS2JI/AAAAAAAAAJw/NUq-BPoL5Vk/s1600-h/IMAG0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168624162525337746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/R7qkSpDS2JI/AAAAAAAAAJw/NUq-BPoL5Vk/s320/IMAG0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of me and my Grandpa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/R7qkSpDS2KI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/_lXXUIL1mE8/s1600-h/IMAG0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168624162525337762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/R7qkSpDS2KI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/_lXXUIL1mE8/s320/IMAG0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lorong Swatow, Known for it's famous Good food, especially food like the one you see below. In case you don't know, that is a plate of Yumcious Char Kwey Tiao? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/R7qkS5DS2LI/AAAAAAAAAKA/hIFQoj9XkdY/s1600-h/IMAG0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168624166820305074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/R7qkS5DS2LI/AAAAAAAAAKA/hIFQoj9XkdY/s320/IMAG0006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Am i making you hungry already? MUahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/R7qkTZDS2MI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Y_9gSsNMEG4/s1600-h/IMAG0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168624175410239682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/R7qkTZDS2MI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Y_9gSsNMEG4/s320/IMAG0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where my Grandpa used to live as a YOung Boy! IT is now bought over by HOng Leong bank as you can see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/R7qkTZDS2NI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/9qgDEIR8MYg/s1600-h/IMAG0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168624175410239698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/R7qkTZDS2NI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/9qgDEIR8MYg/s320/IMAG0015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More pictures on the house. We were not able to enter into the vicinity because it was closed as it was CNY. Duh.. haha. But apparently, there were 27 rooms! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/R7qmzpDS2OI/AAAAAAAAAKY/zLPvBGlAywo/s1600-h/IMAG0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168626928484276450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/R7qmzpDS2OI/AAAAAAAAAKY/zLPvBGlAywo/s320/IMAG0010.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is my Grandpa blowing his b'day candles. We went to a north Idian Restaurant to celebrate his birthday. The food was Great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/R7qm0JDS2PI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Zl_otf8q6r4/s1600-h/IMAG0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168626937074211058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/R7qm0JDS2PI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Zl_otf8q6r4/s320/IMAG0011.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yay. I love this photo! Family Photo. Haha. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/R7qm0ZDS2QI/AAAAAAAAAKo/FhHPIoQqzA0/s1600-h/IMAG0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168626941369178370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/R7qm0ZDS2QI/AAAAAAAAAKo/FhHPIoQqzA0/s320/IMAG0017.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Grandpa and Grandma, holding hands as they crossed the road. I love this photo too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/R7qm0pDS2RI/AAAAAAAAAKw/lURcUrEx_2w/s1600-h/IMAG0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168626945664145682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/R7qm0pDS2RI/AAAAAAAAAKw/lURcUrEx_2w/s320/IMAG0023.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took this photo in Penang. It symbolised the flight back to Singapore. It was a great trip. I learnt quite a lot of life lessons from it, and also got to bond more with the whole family. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Yupp, so that was my LOVELY trip to PEnang. Thank God for his faithfulnes, in my Grandpa's life these 80 years, and to the family as a whole...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;God bless,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;limmy, out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-4036530329551093669?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/4036530329551093669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=4036530329551093669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/4036530329551093669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/4036530329551093669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-belated-chinese-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/R7qkSpDS2JI/AAAAAAAAAJw/NUq-BPoL5Vk/s72-c/IMAG0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7035021.post-5297882331285777636</id><published>2008-01-31T22:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T22:27:48.614-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay ppl. This shows how much Esther Lim Posts, and how fast time passes. Just 2 posts ago, it was the start of the semester and now... it is going to be the end of my semester!!! Haha. I'm sorry i was not able to keep this Blog alive, but it has really been super duper duper busy. Really. But I have pulled through!! Now all I am left with is an assignment and an exam and I am done with the first year of POly... No more a freshie! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: God showed me that he is my comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: God showed me his goodness, and his unconditional love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: God showed me his presence and his love through my Family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs: God showed me that he is all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: God showed me that he is God no matter what. He is worthy of all my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good! Heh. That will most probably be the theme for Praise and Worship by the Regional Youth Band who will be leading on one of the March SUndays.. so look out for tat! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;limmy, out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-5297882331285777636?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/5297882331285777636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=5297882331285777636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/5297882331285777636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/5297882331285777636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2008/01/okay-ppl.html' title=''/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</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-7035021.post-857348200878383197</id><published>2007-12-04T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T21:59:10.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry valerie</title><content type='html'>Sorry Valerie(Np), i did promise you i would post but I'm just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tooo&lt;/span&gt; busy with other stuff.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. sorry for making you cry... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;XP&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. (FYI, i am just crapping, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;IGnore&lt;/span&gt; this!! Only for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;val's&lt;/span&gt; eyes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;WEll&lt;/span&gt; well, it has been really busy busy busy like a Bee these days for me. Church &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;activities&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;SUnbusrst&lt;/span&gt; Camp activities, projects. Gosh, i have never been so busy in my life! But i have never been so grateful to God for his Love and the Cross that has set me free from all my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;bondages&lt;/span&gt; and sickness. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140363917535733058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/R1Y9v4jz5UI/AAAAAAAAAJo/8YA5qfVmJFA/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is just a small picture of how messy my room is. Ususally, the neatness of my room depends on my lifestyle. Busy Life, messy room. Calmer days, neater room. (i know my england for this sentence not that good lah.. Haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just yesterday, I was falling sick. Had a terrible, horrible, painful soar throat in the evening. I decided to pray to God and claim my healing. God said that he would heal my throat before i sleep. I was a bit hesitant at first but decided to trust in God and his love for me! At first, there was no change in my soar throat, and it actually became worse! But as the night progressed, my situation started changing and My throat became better! Thank God! This is my testimony for the week. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Yupp&lt;/span&gt;. My God is REAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another testimony is the story of financial providence. It was the last week of November and my cash flow was running low. On Sunday, I felt to give God all i had left in my wallet because he is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; Good! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. I decided to give and trust in him. I felt that God was going to supply immediately and i actually went to check the letterbox in the night, but there was no cash in the mail. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. The next day, i went to school and i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;kindda&lt;/span&gt; forgot that i had no money with me, but God provided by reminding my friend to return $10 which she had borrowed the other day! So i had enough to last me till Wednesday.... But on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;WEd&lt;/span&gt;, I had $0.10 left. As I was in one of the "mama" shops, i spotted $10.00. It was as if God had put it there for me to see. Well, because i am a very honest person, i decided to pass the note to the store owner. She said i could come and collect it if no one comes to claim it. Well, I am proud to say that because of God's goodness, I am the owner of a $10.00 note. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. Just last Sunday my aunt also blessed my brother and I with $20.00. My God is Faithful! And he sees our needs. Amen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well, I am now waiting for my turn to go into the examination room for a small speech test. We are suppose to have a meaningful conversation on a certain topic for 5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; with another friend. There will be 14 topics to choose from but we won't know which topic will come out. Hopefully, I keep my cool and keep my brain clear so that the words and questions will keep flowing... Will keep you updated on the results. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;limmy&lt;/span&gt;, out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-857348200878383197?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/857348200878383197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=857348200878383197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/857348200878383197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/857348200878383197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/sorry-valerie.html' title='Sorry valerie'/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/R1Y9v4jz5UI/AAAAAAAAAJo/8YA5qfVmJFA/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7035021.post-410938314716380650</id><published>2007-10-18T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T08:09:28.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cockroach, The Piano, &amp; Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;This is a story of the The Cockroach, The Piano, &amp;amp; Me. One day, a week ago, I was playing the piano, worshiping God and inviting his presence, when all of a sudden, A small cockroach at the left side of the piano caught my eye. I was a bit taken aback cos I am not a cockroach lover, and the phobia of cockroaches does run in my family's DNA. Although I did occasionally glance at the cockroach, I decided to carry on worshipping God. I thought that the Cockroach was dead cause throughout the whole 20mins or so, the Cockroach did not move one bit, no matter how loud the piano was. When I ended, I decided to get rid of the 'dead' crockroach and with a piece of tissue in hand, and a dustbin in the other, I walked towards the Crockroach. Just as I was reaching the Piano, the cockroach quickly scuttled away. It was alive all along! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;A though hit me after the interestng experience. The Crockroach, despite being a dreaded pest, is also one of God's creation! And this led me to think that the Crockroach was enjoying the Presence of God! Amazing huh? But I think it is true, because all creation displays the Glory of God, and all creation know who their creator is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;God is a great God! Someone who made the heavens and the earth, and yet, sent his one and only son to die for sinners like us. Who is like the Lord? There is no one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Thank God for his faithfulness. The last weekend, he had showed me that whatever work he has started in someone's life will not come to an end until he says so, and whatever we have sown into the Kingdom will never go to waste!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Life has been good but slightly tiring since this is the first week of Poly, Semester 2. Can't believe it is Semester 2 already. Hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;God bless u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;limmy, out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-410938314716380650?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/410938314716380650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=410938314716380650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/410938314716380650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/410938314716380650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2007/10/cockroach-piano-me.html' title='The Cockroach, The Piano, &amp; Me'/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</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-7035021.post-7526195119668331059</id><published>2007-10-11T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T09:16:01.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing them</title><content type='html'>My Parents are coming back from America tomorrow!! Wo hoo.. Haha. If you didn't know, my bro and I were staying home alone for the past two weeks. It has been a super short two weeks, and I have been busy, but I still can't wait to see mua parents tml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro and I will be their welcoming team at the airport Saturday morning. Can't wait. But before their arrival, will be planning to wash the house up tomorrow and maybe do a bit of ironing before they come back. I can taste the Reese Buttercups in my mouth already! Haha. One thing I really have to thank God for is the many ppl that have blessed us during this past two weeks, looking out for us and cooking dinner! I can feel the warmth and love of the body of christ. God is soooo Good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is going to start next week, and after a looong 2 mths break, i feel ready to go back. More sure of going back to school than I was when I was a freshie just a few months ago. At least now I kindda know what to expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT is way past my bedtime so I think I will post a testimony that i have been wanting to share another time, so look out for it! Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless,&lt;br /&gt;limmy out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-7526195119668331059?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/7526195119668331059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=7526195119668331059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/7526195119668331059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/7526195119668331059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2007/10/missing-them.html' title='Missing them'/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</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-7035021.post-8708278815642417900</id><published>2007-09-21T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T08:21:31.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Working Life</title><content type='html'>Hey! I'm Back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, Esther has returned from her break from posting. I'm quite lazy lah.. To post and all that stuff. Updates: found a job as an Admin working, and my job description is to stare at the computer and type things out from a whole load of never ending files.. It is a long story. But the thing that scares me is staring at the computer for 6 hours! My eyesight is quite bad already and i am afraid it will become worse sia. Heh. But!!!! Thank God I have found a job and earning a bit of cash so I can bless my family and friends with Christmas Gifts at the end of the year!! :)))&lt;br /&gt;Some lessons that I have learnt from my first week of work : The Job of an Administrator would never be for me. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three more weeks to school re opening! God give me grace cos I have been throughly enjoying my holidays hanging around, relaxing. Haha. I think as I grow up, these relaxing days will never return and I need to enjoy them as much as possible. BUT!! i know that going back to school is a good thing, and I will face it with joy and gladness! Heh. Hopefully, this year I can make it for my church's youth camp. Love the youth camps that we have. God ALWAYS turns up there. BUT!!!! Even if I can't make it, I know he can always turn up and right here in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had quite enough staring at computers for one day already. God bless, he loves you soo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;limmy, out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-8708278815642417900?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/8708278815642417900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=8708278815642417900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/8708278815642417900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/8708278815642417900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2007/09/working-life.html' title='Working Life'/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</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-7035021.post-7340982327882636458</id><published>2007-08-30T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T06:15:06.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whew.. Just finished drinking tea and eating mooncakes with my family. Couldn't see the moon from where i was sitting though. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - i went to collect my passport photo yesterday and i gave myself a lee way of 1 hour before meeting up with Jan and Evie for a get together! The previous time I went it took like 1 hour, but this time round, it took only around 15 minutes of waiting! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Flustlating&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Heh&lt;/span&gt;. Then, Evie's call came to postpone the meeting to 3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;omins&lt;/span&gt; later, so I was pushed into a lonely scenario with a duration of 1 hour 15 minutes. Decided to head to the National Library at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Bugis&lt;/span&gt;. When i reached, i almost got lost cause the directions were not so clear, and found myself on the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; story when the actual Library was at B1. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;THe&lt;/span&gt; library was super Big and Quiet and had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;huuuge&lt;/span&gt; amount of books. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Looved&lt;/span&gt; it. Have to go back there again sometime. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Hees&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great time hanging out with Evie and Jan for the day. (Thanks for the company!) We went &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Heeeeerin&lt;/span&gt; to have Sushi and then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;jalan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;jalan&lt;/span&gt; at Far East. I bought a belt for my mum! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Yupp&lt;/span&gt;. And we tried to find a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;girly&lt;/span&gt; but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;masculine&lt;/span&gt; shirt for Jan for the Banquet night but to no avail. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. Hopefully she will be able to find one soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - Went out to find teacher's day pressies with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;nic&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;drea&lt;/span&gt; and ah gong. Finally we managed to meet and get what we needed to get. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. It was a great time hanging out with them too! Came home and did my quiet time, read from Isaiah 40, and read on how God showed the people of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Israel&lt;/span&gt; how to see him although they can't see him with their natural eyes. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;GReat&lt;/span&gt; chapter. Love it love it. Especially the last few verses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Shepherd&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;limmy&lt;/span&gt;, out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-7340982327882636458?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/7340982327882636458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=7340982327882636458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/7340982327882636458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/7340982327882636458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2007/08/whew.html' title=''/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</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-7035021.post-8532108945367768457</id><published>2007-08-27T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T20:47:09.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a plan today. The plan was to go out, collect my passport with a new, refreshed photo in it, head to meet nic, andrea and bryan, shop for teacher day presents, cut hair and head home. But it did not come to pass. It is a long story, and i think only a few of you know why. I was a bit sad at first, but i choose to remain joyful, it is the holidays after all!! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday was my first time playing the keyboard for church. All thanks to Evie who fell sick. Haha. Jk jk.. Poor Jie Evie, hope she is feeling better. I prayed really hard before Praise and Worship started, and God did come through for me. I know this because as I was playing, I could hear the many chords that i had played wrongly, but according to my family, they didn't hear anything. Haha. Sooo... Thank You God! Although I was nervous, I found it such a pleasure and honour to play for God. It was a good time of praise and worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This friday the youth in my church have organised a dinner called the banquet for all those 17 and above, and they just changed the smart/casual dress code to a formal one. So i guess i gotta start thinking about what to wear on that day. A bit of a headache cos I don't really enjoy dressing up. Haha. I like to hang loose and relax you know? But i think this friday will be fun with more ppl from my region coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBall anyone? HAir Spray Movie anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;limmy, out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-8532108945367768457?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/8532108945367768457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=8532108945367768457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/8532108945367768457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/8532108945367768457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-had-plan-today.html' title=''/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</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-7035021.post-459867972230120288</id><published>2007-08-23T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T21:39:26.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am back to revive my dying Blog! HAha. It is now the holiday season for me so i decided to come back and give my blog some life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, God has been soo GOOD to me, and life has been great so far. Just a few updates of my life, I just finished my exams on Monday, hanged around at Gelare with Lydia and Carrissa on Tuesday (too bad Val wasn't with us. Takkaire Val!) Went to the city on Wednesday, went to M'sia for a 2 hour stint on Thursday, and just came back from a grocery shopping mission with my mum not long ago. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a busy week but i'm loving it. However, something sad did happen during this week too. Someone in my church passed away on Wednesday, and i attended her funeral just last night. I am quite sure some of you know her, her name is Monica. As i grew up in church, I always saw her around in church, being soo bubbly and full of the Joy of the Lord. Even when she fell ill, she still had the same joy and positive spirit that made me look up to her. I will miss her, and it is quite a shock for me to see her go, but i know I will see her again cos i am very sure she is in heaven dancing with all the angels and praising God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long ago, something happened and I just felt i Had to write it in the blog. I was talking with someone, A, the other day, and we were talking on the topic of swords.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: It was like the sword that the JD holds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: JD? What JD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: JD. YOu know JD? In the Star Show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh... You mean in Star Wars..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: ya ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh.. you mean Jedi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Funny huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, i guess this is about all i have to post for now. I am much more free during my holidays so stay tuned. Btw, the picture below was taken not long ago with Jan and David. We were doing a Puppet show for the old folks at All Saints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/Rs5bcs58VII/AAAAAAAAAIA/Ez-epJJAcio/s1600-h/Jan,+Dave,+Est+Pupets+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102115976506004610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="192" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/Rs5bcs58VII/AAAAAAAAAIA/Ez-epJJAcio/s320/Jan,+Dave,+Est+Pupets+1.jpg" width="351" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Psalms 23: 1 - 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not be in want.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside quiet waters, he restores my soul.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He guides me in paths of rightesouness for his name's sake&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/Rs5c4c58VJI/AAAAAAAAAII/pmyyVS6rMlM/s1600-h/Autumn+Leaves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102117552759002258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/Rs5c4c58VJI/AAAAAAAAAII/pmyyVS6rMlM/s320/Autumn+Leaves.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;God bless,&lt;br /&gt;limmy out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-459867972230120288?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/459867972230120288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=459867972230120288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/459867972230120288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/459867972230120288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-am-back-to-revive-my-dying-blog-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/Rs5bcs58VII/AAAAAAAAAIA/Ez-epJJAcio/s72-c/Jan,+Dave,+Est+Pupets+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7035021.post-8790184889371044431</id><published>2007-05-18T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T09:13:23.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The weather on this beautiful friday night, 18/05/07 is Awesome!! I can't wait till it starts raining.. Heh. I always imagine of how nice it would be to sit by a HOUSE (not HdB), with treas and nature surrounding me, and just sip a cup of hot chocolate while just enjoying the smell and sound of rain So theraputic. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had net tonight and it was good. We talked about the five love languages that different one of us like to receive and give. Found out that most people/teenager's love language is "Words of Affirmation".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about love, heard this song over somewhere today and i think i wanna blog about it. You know the song Right Here Waiting by Richard Marx. Well, here it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MCNkDvAXeHk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MCNkDvAXeHk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice song huh? Heh. Okies, here is the best thing that i realised about this song... If I skipped the verses, and skipped the word "baby", and just focus on the chorus, I realised that God could be singing this song to us. Hees. No matter how many times i fail him, no matter how many times i walk away, no matter how many times i'm late God will still be there waiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you can't compare men's love with God's love, because God's love is a thousand times better. But imagine this, imagine how a man/woman reacts when he/she is in love. She/he would do anything for the other partner. Now, imagine God's Love, and imagine what God will do for us cos he is so crazy over us! It actually brings me to the Song we always sing in church, "YOu dance over me, while i am unaware, you sing all around, but i never hear a sound. Lord i'm amazed by you, how you love me." Man, God's Love is Awesome beyond Awesome! And one thing is for sure, when God's says he will be there for you, He WILL be there for you. His love never fails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a word of affirmation for you reading this post, "You are fearfully and wonderfully made with God's love, you are irreplacable"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;limmy, out! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be right here waiting - God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-8790184889371044431?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/8790184889371044431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=8790184889371044431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/8790184889371044431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/8790184889371044431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2007/05/weather-on-this-beautiful-friday-night.html' title=''/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</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-7035021.post-7246442359568224797</id><published>2007-05-11T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T08:08:09.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is there something wrong with Blogger? My layout seems weird..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, just here to update ya a bit on the highlights of my life for this week. It has been a while, and if I don't update soon i think my blog might end up dead... again... Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wells, let me start from last Sat.. I went Kayaking with my Region youth peeps. I am so grateful to have Pamella as my kayak buddy cos she was a netball player, and i when i got tired, I knew i could count on her to take me through. Haha. GIRL POWER!! We Kayaked for around 6 km at the Punggol River, and even explored a mangrove swamp! Managed to see a Red Jelly Fish with no bones, and thankfully i didn't see no snake. haha. Thank God for the exceptionally Good weather, and all in all, the activity was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, I managed to catch up with my Sec 2 Classmates!! Man, it was so nice to see a majority of them and my Sec 2 form teacher. Haha. Realised that all of us have grown so much! And that time passes super fast! Is the world spinning faster or something? Gosh... It was just like yesterday that I first stepped into my Sec School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On thursday, I went for this scholarship interview. I had applied for a scholarship from np and was shortlisted. The fun part of the whole experience was when I was discussing with my father on things like "what would they ask me?" and "what should i say?". In the end, they didn't ask me any of the questions that my dad posed to me. Haaa. So funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum it all up, this week has been a challenging week for me but it has also been a great week for me. Even if it wasn't a great week, i have nothing to complain about cos I have more than enough (God's Love, Grace, Sacrifice, FREEDOM). :) Heex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;limmy, out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love God, Love People&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-7246442359568224797?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/7246442359568224797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=7246442359568224797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/7246442359568224797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/7246442359568224797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2007/05/is-there-something-wrong-with-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</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-7035021.post-382140406986036936</id><published>2007-04-14T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T06:52:32.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today I went back to my school for Homecoming Day. It was really great to see all the familier faces and it just made me happy. Hehe. So here are the few picture i took of my school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053278542064708418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/RiDaD4Le60I/AAAAAAAAAHo/-JP0OLmkJ6s/s320/Homecoming+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Front Gate&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053278842712419154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/RiDaVYLe61I/AAAAAAAAAHw/6fX-iiA_6WI/s320/Homecoming+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;School Girl's Toilet!! Haha. One of my fav places to go cos i drink quite a lot of water.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053279164834966370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/RiDaoILe62I/AAAAAAAAAH4/6zG3WSi7xTQ/s320/Homecoming+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The School Bustling with life from all the stores..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I went up with Nic, and I spent most of my time catching up with friends and teachers. Haha. The weather was blistering HOT man! Almost wanted to take up my umbrella but i had to save myself from the embarassment. Heh. Overall, it was a fun time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So after the Homecoming Day, Evening came and i went for the Edge! Edge was great, as usual, cos God's presence was there. I love Jesus! Haha. Tonight they talked about "changing your world", so yea.. (change esther, change... ) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Now, Valerie and her two other sisters are at my home. Hee. Gonna help her try and do her tagboard. I think that is about all i have for today. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;God bless, God is good, his love endures forever...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;limmy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-382140406986036936?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/382140406986036936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=382140406986036936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/382140406986036936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/382140406986036936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2007/04/today-i-went-back-to-my-school-for.html' title=''/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/RiDaD4Le60I/AAAAAAAAAHo/-JP0OLmkJ6s/s72-c/Homecoming+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7035021.post-6104132694596237361</id><published>2007-04-13T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T00:38:14.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was suppose to go for the last day of orientation today but it turns out i am sick. My nose is running maratons and my body is failing me, but you know what? At lesast i can still bless the Lord, and also sleep in. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past two days i have been attending my school's orientation. It was okay, just like any other orientation, with a lot of time wasting and lame games. heh. But thank God i got to know a few ppl from my course, and i hope to be a blessing to them. It is exciting to start school again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave my family members a treat on Wednesday Night, and we went to watch the show, "Meet the Robinsons". It was a touching and inspirational show about not giving up and to "Keep Moving Forward". One of the scenes that really spoke to me was the scene where this particular family celebrated failures! So not the Chinese culture lah... Heh. If you bring home an exam paper that has the big fat "F", most parents would probably be mad, but this family celebrated failures. I guess i also learnt that we should accpet other ppl's failures, and by "celebrating it", in a way we are being encouraging. Kingdom Culture! haha (Change esther, change... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this very funny movie scene and i'll just put it on my blog for ya guys to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tr-R6h8-_WI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tr-R6h8-_WI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, i treated them to B&amp;J. Overall, it was an awesome time we had together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, so that was how the past few days went for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless,&lt;br /&gt;limmy sneezing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-6104132694596237361?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/6104132694596237361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=6104132694596237361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/6104132694596237361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/6104132694596237361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-was-suppose-to-go-for-last-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</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-7035021.post-857478616621230580</id><published>2007-04-10T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T01:59:38.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was one of my Best/Worst kindda days. It was one of my Best/Worst kindda days because i spent almost the whole day, (morning - night) cleaning my Bedroom. About three quaters through, i almost wanted to give up cos there was so much arranging, cleaning, dusting, wiping etc. to do, but i persisted with God's help, and I Did It. The feeling of walking into my room now is really nice. Haha. Here is some evidence if you don't belive that i can spend one whole day packing my room... :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051717574855682786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/RhtOXoLe6uI/AAAAAAAAAG4/iUQox4XV1Kc/s320/Room+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051717579150650098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/RhtOX4Le6vI/AAAAAAAAAHA/mG2-PhIaOOE/s320/Room+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051717583445617410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/RhtOYILe6wI/AAAAAAAAAHI/PWMZPniSCAg/s320/Room+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Neat huh? Haha. Life has been going smoothly for me so far. Today just woke up with a bitta flu, a bitta cough, and body ache. I hope to recover soon so i could be well enough to enjoy my schools orientation programmes from wed-fri. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today i was doing my quiet time, and I decided to take up two characteristics of being a family. To be caring and to accept one another. So far so good, cos today i spent quite a lot of time infront of the computer today, and trust me, computers don't need any acceptance.. i guess only a bit of care... Heh. Well, with God's grace I will try to be as caring and as accepting as God is with people I meet today...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;God Bless! He loves you so...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;limmy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-857478616621230580?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/857478616621230580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=857478616621230580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/857478616621230580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/857478616621230580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2007/04/yesterday-was-one-of-my-bestworst.html' title=''/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/RhtOXoLe6uI/AAAAAAAAAG4/iUQox4XV1Kc/s72-c/Room+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7035021.post-8467680347961991841</id><published>2007-04-05T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T01:21:02.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Again! It has been ages sinced i last blogged...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I think i wanna blog with an attitude of Thankfulness, just for the fun of it, and also becos that is what the Bible instructs to do, TO Be Thankful. haha. So with every complaint i write down, I'll tackle it with Three phrases of Thankfulness. Here Goooeesss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I realised the journey to Ngee Ann Poly is Super Duper Loooong!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Thank God for allowing me to get into the course that i want&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Thank God that i have nic and choo to accompany me, and are in the same faculty as me&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Thank God that at least when term starts that there is a shuttle bus from Hou interchange to Np.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I need to start studying..&lt;br /&gt;&gt; My brains have rested long enough, it is time to start&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Studying is good. There is a Chinese saying, "Huo dao lao xue dao lao..'' Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I am studying something that i am interested in.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that is about much I can complain about for now.. Haha. That's funny, most of the time i have a long list of complaints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is good, his love endures forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;limmy, checking out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-8467680347961991841?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/8467680347961991841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=8467680347961991841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/8467680347961991841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/8467680347961991841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2007/04/again-it-has-been-ages-sinced-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</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-7035021.post-7420425758922032770</id><published>2007-03-09T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T22:33:03.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kindergarten Life</title><content type='html'>What do I do in Kindergarten?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040167893008873570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/RfJF_qcfeGI/AAAAAAAAAFo/OMQaWaa2E9U/s320/others+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat worms. Haha. I did eat worms just the other day. This teacher gave some worms for me to try, (fired, dead worms btw) and surprisingly, the K1 children in the class i was helping out at did eat it despite me saying, "Children, these are worms you know?" Hehe. Would you dare eat what you see? Most of the teachers i approached were irked, many of them had goose pimples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than eating worms, I also talk and play a lot with the children, and sometimes they crack you up and amaze you with what their little minds are thinking. Take for example, I had just cut my hair, and the next day when i went back to school, a lot of the children were commenting, "chi cher, you look different today".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this particular 4 year old girl, and the following is the dialogue I had with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Girl: "Ms Lim, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;[I'm called ms Lim in the kindergarten. I don't like it cos it makes me feel quite old. and also sound a bit o biang but no choice. Haha.]&lt;/span&gt; you look different. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Me: "Yupp, ms Lim cut her hair... Is it nice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Girl: "No... I cut for you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. So cute right? I love kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okies, another scenario. School had just started, and this K1 boy wanted to go to the toilet, so i brought him there. As he was doing his small business, i wondered how come he was just standing there over the small toilet bowl, and I still heard no trickling sound. I became slightly suspicious he was just finding an excuse to come out of class so i asked him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Me: Louie (the boy's name is Louie), do you have any urine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Louie: No. I don't have any urine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Me: Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Louie: My urine.. my urine still sleeping..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How profound man.. Haha. Around 30secs later I heard the sound. He was telling the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet another scenario, but same kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some child in class had asked the teacher what happened to the teacher's parents, and the teacher said that both her parents had gone to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Teacher: My mummy and daddy have gone to heaven. To a nice place...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon hearing this, Louie turned to me and said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"My daddy go to work."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Louie was age and 12 and above, I would not have laughed, but the fact is, he was only 4 yrs old plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some other funny things that make me laugh is the way the nursery children pronounce their words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fish" becomes "pish''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;""goodbye" becomes "poop-pye" and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"pencil" becomes "pencal"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, enough about children. I got into the course that i want. Thank God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless,&lt;br /&gt;limmy out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-7420425758922032770?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/7420425758922032770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=7420425758922032770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/7420425758922032770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/7420425758922032770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2007/03/kindergarten-life.html' title='Kindergarten Life'/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/RfJF_qcfeGI/AAAAAAAAAFo/OMQaWaa2E9U/s72-c/others+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7035021.post-238836326288945806</id><published>2007-02-19T01:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T02:53:46.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gong Xi Gong Xi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/RdppI-Ato0I/AAAAAAAAAEg/OHYoWMgygN4/s1600-h/chinese+new+year+2007+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033451136345809730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/RdppI-Ato0I/AAAAAAAAAEg/OHYoWMgygN4/s320/chinese+new+year+2007+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GONG XI GONG XI &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;everybody!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;[written on 19/2/07]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Still a bit hard for me to believe yesterday was the first day of Chinese new year cos yesterday was sooo rush from one place to another. It is a stark difference from today, cos today more relax la.. Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesterday, after church in the morning, my family and I went through the normal routine of visiting relatives and eating goodies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033174269869007618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/RdltVOAtowI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ozJ2Pkx5o7E/s320/chinese+new+year+2007+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I made a bad mistake of wearing these strapped heels, because everytime we went to a new house, i had to unstrap my shoes and when we were leaving i had to strap them back on again! It was frustrating cos i was always the last one to leave the house.. Anyways, it was the only girly shoes i had that matched so there was no choice but to stick with them. A Lesson learnt : Do not wear strapped shoes when going on CNY visitations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033448473466086162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/Rdpmt-AtoxI/AAAAAAAAAEI/6nqdclFLpgQ/s320/chinese+new+year+2007+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;During visitation saw a really cool BMW car. Heh. Maybe i should put this pic of the car in my dream book and pray really hard. Who knows? Next year i would be able to drive this car to school!! Wo hoo. :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After all the visitations and an evening service, my family and I went with another family to Prata Place!! Hehe. It was kindda like the highlight of the day for me cos I have had quite enough of chinese food. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033450088373789490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/RdpoL-AtozI/AAAAAAAAAEY/EdTlXi3CiMI/s320/chinese+new+year+2007+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033450084078822178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/RdpoLuAtoyI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/j-K-sG6MlaU/s320/chinese+new+year+2007+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Prata anyone?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The prata was really good and by the time I remembered to take photos of the food it was all gone! Not a good sign... Anyways, here's a picture of what is left... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033452038288941906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/Rdpp9eAto1I/AAAAAAAAAEo/eo9KgiyLcoM/s320/chinese+new+year+2007+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yupp, that was kindda like my first day of Chinese New year. God bless you so much this New Year!!! Just a few baby pics to wish you xin nian meng fu..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033453056196191074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/Rdpq4uAto2I/AAAAAAAAAEw/t2WXrU98GUY/s320/chinese+new+year+2007+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033453064786125682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/Rdpq5OAto3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/UUkUZC4RLLI/s320/chinese+new+year+2007+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033453069081092994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/Rdpq5eAto4I/AAAAAAAAAFA/JbdS9iEROzg/s320/chinese+new+year+2007+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;God bless God bless God Bless... XP&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;limmy, out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-238836326288945806?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/238836326288945806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=238836326288945806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/238836326288945806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/238836326288945806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2007/02/gong-xi-gong-xi.html' title='Gong Xi Gong Xi'/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/RdppI-Ato0I/AAAAAAAAAEg/OHYoWMgygN4/s72-c/chinese+new+year+2007+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7035021.post-8826906402733992492</id><published>2007-02-14T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T05:52:59.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My poor dad had to celebrate his birthday with really really BAD food poisoning. It was really bad. He went to the toilet around 7 times during the first day, and on the second day, he suffered from spasms. Yikes. Heh. But i thank God he is feeling so much better today! If he is good, i'm good too. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is valentines day, a special day for all of us to remember something important called LOVE. For now, i think i am in love with the children at the kindergarten i am working at. Haha. They can be so cute, adorable and a pain in the neck all at the same time. How can they manage ths feat? I am not sure.. Talking about children, i gotta few nice pictures i took the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031382863157225682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/RdMQDn95aNI/AAAAAAAAADk/d6LNQ4mC2Fg/s320/dad%27s+bdae+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yo man, where is the love? huh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031382863157225698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/RdMQDn95aOI/AAAAAAAAADs/oMOfsK6myts/s320/dad%27s+bdae+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Surrender to love now, Caleb, or forever hold your peace. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. I am being lame... but quite cute right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i also take this time to be so so so so grateful for the love of God upon my life. When you feel even a tinge of his love, you just want to receive more.. I guess no words can describe it the Father's Love. Happy Valentines Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;limmy, out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;do not forget the Father's love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-8826906402733992492?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/8826906402733992492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=8826906402733992492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/8826906402733992492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/8826906402733992492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-poor-dad-had-to-celebrate-his.html' title=''/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/RdMQDn95aNI/AAAAAAAAADk/d6LNQ4mC2Fg/s72-c/dad%27s+bdae+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7035021.post-628900696347175312</id><published>2007-02-09T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T09:17:00.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me, my results, and my pimple</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The results are out!!! And i am happy and satisfied with my results. Haha. Thank you all for the support and encouragement!!! Most of all, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I want to thank God and give him all the glory and honour.&lt;/span&gt; I feel that the results were kindda like a &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;miracle&lt;/span&gt; cos i was not confident for my Chemistry and Literature results, and ended up getting an A1 and A2 respectively. I have never ever, in my whole life gotten this high a result for these two subjects, plus, the papers were quite difficult. The most disappointing subject was my English, cos i got a B3... but i was kindda expecting it as my fingers and brain went slightly stiff when i was writing my compo. Oh wells, I am still happy overall and very thankful. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;All glory be to God!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029581536693414050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/Rcypwn95aKI/AAAAAAAAADA/MmYziX9s0xg/s320/results+day+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The scene before collecting me results. At this point of time, my excitement and anxiousness was at an all time high. Heh. In this pic, the principal was briefing the school on how well we did overall. It turns out, we as a cohort did very well! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029581540988381362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/Rcypw395aLI/AAAAAAAAADI/7hP0oGWekdo/s320/results+day+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This was the scene after collecting my results. Heex.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029581540988381378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/Rcypw395aMI/AAAAAAAAADQ/iDizOntomH0/s320/results+day+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This is the picture of the Lit crew!! Lit in my school was the only subject that had 100% distinctions!! Way cool huh? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To celebrate the results, my family and I went out for supper at our favourite eating spot Adam's road. On the way there, I was relating to my parents about how this was one of the most happiest and exciting times of my life, and my father made a comment. He said that "There will be still more to come." His comment made me think much, and i realised that there is still a looong loong way for me to go in life if God keeps me here on this earth, and many more exciting experiences. Heh. Whatever it is, i also realised that however good or bad your results are, at the end of the day, it doesn't matter, because&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; results don't determine who you are or who you are going to be. It is God who does that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After the release, i went out with Nic and Meh to have a small celebration and buy my daddy's birthday pressie!!! Hehe. I ended up getting him one of the latest hillsongs Cds. I hope he will like it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now, to the topic of my pimple. I have a pimple near my chin that is killing me!! It hurts badly, but thankfully it is not that enormous. Hehe. I find it really hard to eat, and smile cos it is near my smiling and eating muscles. Argh! Sickening pimple. You wanna know my policy on pimples? "To accept it, and give it as much Love as possible". Haha. Lame huh?&lt;/span&gt; Try not to notice it ok? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think i'll sign off here for today. God bless you! He loves you so... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;limmy, out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-628900696347175312?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/628900696347175312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=628900696347175312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/628900696347175312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/628900696347175312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2007/02/me-my-results-and-my-pimple.html' title='Me, my results, and my pimple'/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/Rcypwn95aKI/AAAAAAAAADA/MmYziX9s0xg/s72-c/results+day+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7035021.post-462646860462429120</id><published>2007-02-08T04:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T22:05:01.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The clock is ticking down to the time I tear open the perforated lines to find out my O'level results. OOoooooo, these are one of the &lt;strong&gt;exciting&lt;/strong&gt; times of my life. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, my anxious-o-meter is at 3 from a scale of 1 to 10, but i am quite sure it will be at 10 when i step into the dreaded school hall tml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna find out my results first hand, you could message me and I will give it to you freely no matter how well or badly i did. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best to those who are in the same predicament!!!! God Bless. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;limmy, out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-462646860462429120?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/462646860462429120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=462646860462429120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/462646860462429120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/462646860462429120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2007/02/clock-is-ticking-down-to-time-i-tear.html' title=''/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</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-7035021.post-7011656955921494427</id><published>2007-02-02T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T22:05:01.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been a crazy long time since i blogged. Haha. I admit, i have been lazy cos work has been tiring, but it has been rewarding at times cos most of the children are overflowing with cuteness!!! Haha. One of the kids remind me of this character in Over the Hedge, Cammy. This hyper active squirrel that is super fast, and mischievous, and at times irritating, but you can't help but look at him and say "Awww.." . Heh. You get what i mean? I downloaded a video of this cute character just to get a giz of the children that i come in contact with everyday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vaJXuWfDJuo"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vaJXuWfDJuo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute huh? Haha. I think i'll add another video of this squirrel just for fun. Hee. Thanks Jordan, for your help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TiRdhRb7Yvo"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TiRdhRb7Yvo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Job aside, I went out with the track girls on Thursday! and i went back to my Sec school Yesterday!! Haha. Super fun and exciting to see my old school and catching up with my friends!! I have missed their wackiness so much!! Haha. When i went back to school yesterday, realised that time has passed super fast. I know i say that many times on this blog but it is true ain't it? Hee. It was like yesterday i was sitting in the school hall with the rest of my fellow schoolmates literally cracking my head over a piece of paper, and in around &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;6 &lt;/span&gt;days i would be collecting my exam results! GOSH!! SO fast!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027181014155536114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/RcQif0pUJvI/AAAAAAAAACc/gPNRxRYx0r0/s320/Pics+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories of track days.. Miss you guys loads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027180116507371202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/RcQhrkpUJsI/AAAAAAAAACE/l2yjuEwDUMM/s320/classsmates+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My Class!! Haha. See you all soon! Miss my class. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027180606133642962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/RcQiIEpUJtI/AAAAAAAAACM/E8XOPPtNpgE/s320/classsmates+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is one of the views of my class room. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027180606133642978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/RcQiIEpUJuI/AAAAAAAAACU/pILtdfyWzx8/s320/classsmates+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is a picture of where i used to sit. As you can see, it is weli messy. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talking about fast, one of my dearest friends felisha is leaving very soon!! Felisha!!!!! Haha. I and the whole crew back here in S'pore will miss you!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well. That is about all i have for today. God bless!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/RcQknkpUJwI/AAAAAAAAACk/okCzY5vQweo/s1600-h/hammy_foot.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027183346322777858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/RcQknkpUJwI/AAAAAAAAACk/okCzY5vQweo/s320/hammy_foot.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;limmy, out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-7011656955921494427?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/7011656955921494427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=7011656955921494427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/7011656955921494427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/7011656955921494427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2007/02/it-has-been-crazy-long-time-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/RcQif0pUJvI/AAAAAAAAACc/gPNRxRYx0r0/s72-c/Pics+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7035021.post-795779918901160089</id><published>2007-01-21T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T07:40:47.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet 17</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have to say i am sooo BLEssed to have people who care for me. I am very grateful to God for giving me a great family, awesome Family of God and pals. Yesterday was my birthday, and i felt such an outpouring of love, and joy, and I am so grateful to all you out there who have Blessed me tremendously with your wishes and pressies.. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022508817614710338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/RbOJKMMxJkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/NGqWEmc-3cY/s320/N17%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have already lived 17 years in this world!! Haha. And it has been one roller coaster ride, but I know I stand here healthy, blessed and thankful only because of the grace of God upon my life, and the love that he pours out on me every single second although sometimes I don't even know. I Love Jesus!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I Lay my life down at your feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cos your the only one i Need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I turn to you and your were always there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In troubled times its you I Seek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I Put you first that's all i need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I humble All I am, all to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One way, Jesus, you're the only that i could live for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There is no one like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My birthday wish : To shine brighter for God, and to work towards stepping into the God factor.. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love you with God's love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GOd bless, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;limmy, who is now officially 17, out!&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/7035021-795779918901160089?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/795779918901160089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=795779918901160089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/795779918901160089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/795779918901160089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2007/01/sweet-17.html' title='Sweet 17'/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/RbOJKMMxJkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/NGqWEmc-3cY/s72-c/N17%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7035021.post-5376659672605273812</id><published>2007-01-17T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T05:59:58.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Job</title><content type='html'>I like my new job!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;. I find it super interesting to be hanging around children although at times they can suck up a lot of your energy. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; So far, everything at work is going on smoothly, and i am enjoying myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently working as a teacher's assistant in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;kindergarden&lt;/span&gt;, and this week i was suppose to help out in the nursery class (4 year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt;). It is amazing how much these children pick up things &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; quickly and how much they know at such a young age! Take for example, boy, girl stuff. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. There is this boy in class who constantly insists on sitting next to this girl in class, and would end up crying really badly if he doesn't get his way. Then just yesterday, i heard him say to the girl, "I love you, you know?" I was quite amazed at his statement, cos i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;;t know a 4 year old child could have such strong feelings for someone. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Heh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since starting work, I also started conversing more in Chinese cos half the children there speak better Chinese than me.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Pai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;seh&lt;/span&gt; man... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. To connect with them, i have to speak Chinese so they will understand me better, and many times i just don't know how to put it across. To think that i have studied Chinese for around 8 1/2 years!! Gosh.. Anyways, at the rate i am speaking Chinese, it would most likely improve... ... I hope. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;yupp&lt;/span&gt;, this is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;kindda&lt;/span&gt; like my first post of working life. Thank God for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;sucha&lt;/span&gt; wonderful part time job..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to step into the God factor,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;limmy&lt;/span&gt; out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-5376659672605273812?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/5376659672605273812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=5376659672605273812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/5376659672605273812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/5376659672605273812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-job.html' title='New Job'/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</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-7035021.post-5607362164107627963</id><published>2007-01-12T00:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T01:24:37.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was my official last day of JC life. Hee. Yes, i have "tended my resignation", and my civics tutor was actually quite shocked. When i showed her my withdrawal letter she said, "So fast ar?" Heh. (I think i was one of the first to withdraw from the school.) Then after recovering from her shock, she asked me "why?", A question which I had to answer a "gazillion" times over this past week in JC. I explained to her that "I was in JC to just get a feel about it, but my main goal was to head to the POly to Pursue my PASSION." Heee. Yupp. My civics tutor then proceeded to get a few signatures from teachers whom i had never met before and with that, a withdrawal form with around 6 signatures sealed my fate. I was officially out of JC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that i am going to miss about JC life :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The MRT ride to school, that takes only 12 mins, and that comes with air-con, and at times comfortable seats. Haha. This particular ride also comes with my pal, Choo Min, who never fails to smile and talk a lot of crap, something much needed in the early mornings when my brain is still on my pillow back home. Hah. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The friends that i have met.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The library which i visited every single day since the lectures began. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The chicken Rice, and fresh orange juice that literally refreshes you after a sip. Shiok. heh.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well.. JC life aside, i have good news to report .... I Have Found a JOB! Haha.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I am Sooo Happy! Heh. I will start working from this Monday onwards at a Kindergarden full of kids!!! Hee. I can't wait man.. I am grateful to God for a job. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;limmy, out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-5607362164107627963?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/5607362164107627963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=5607362164107627963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/5607362164107627963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/5607362164107627963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2007/01/yesterday-was-my-official-last-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</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-7035021.post-7622604740282762677</id><published>2007-01-08T02:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T02:59:10.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I blog about the things that I did and experienced.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I was on my daily route to school on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;NEL&lt;/span&gt; when low and behold, i spotted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Jie&lt;/span&gt; Dionne in the same &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;carriage&lt;/span&gt; at the far side of the corner. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. It was nice to see someone i know early in the morning, especially when most of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; around me are just sleepy, cold, and dreading to go to work. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hee&lt;/span&gt;. My friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Choo&lt;/span&gt; Min who was travelling with me thought that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Jie&lt;/span&gt; Dionne was still studying in Poly.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, lessons in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;JC&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;kindda&lt;/span&gt; started, and we had to attend the lectures on the subjects that we were aiming for. My friends and I went to this particular lecture where this particular teacher had a very peculiar habit of ending her sentences with the work "Okay?" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. I had nothing better to do, and decided to count the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;number&lt;/span&gt; of time she said the word "Okay?", and realised that in 15&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;, she said the word around 184 times! It was an average of 12 words a minute. I found it quite amusing.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, i also went with my mum and her friend to shop at one of the largest Fair Price shopping malls in Singapore. It was huge man.. Here is a picture of the mall... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017608207310877266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/RaIgFILZclI/AAAAAAAAABg/lEm3QStvHLQ/s320/IMAG0030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;With A big "mall" comes BIG &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Trolleys&lt;/span&gt; and i spent a tough time pushing the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;trolleys&lt;/span&gt; down the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Aile's&lt;/span&gt; cos it was also quite crowded.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hee&lt;/span&gt;. But it was fun spending an afternoon with my mum at the mall buying groceries. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Yupp&lt;/span&gt;, this is my day so far... It has been one peaceful relaxing day for me.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will end here about me and my day. If you are feeling bored and have nothing to do, you could stare at my furry friend cum puppet and strike up some conversation or something. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. I'm just being lame.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017611888097849954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/RaIjbYLZcmI/AAAAAAAAABo/tbn8XtLXGG4/s320/IMAG0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways, God bless and Tc.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;limmy&lt;/span&gt;, out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-7622604740282762677?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/7622604740282762677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=7622604740282762677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/7622604740282762677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/7622604740282762677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2007/01/today-i-blog-about-things-that-i-did.html' title=''/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/RaIgFILZclI/AAAAAAAAABg/lEm3QStvHLQ/s72-c/IMAG0030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7035021.post-8288718740030655092</id><published>2007-01-06T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T06:47:35.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have just gone through the first three days of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;JC's&lt;/span&gt; orientation and i have come to a conclusion that i would not be going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;JC&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Heh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;becos&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;orientation&lt;/span&gt; was horrid, or i could not make any friends etc... Actually, the programme organised by the councillors of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;SAJC&lt;/span&gt; was fun, the friends i made were also awesome and funny, the SA compound was HUGE! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hah&lt;/span&gt;. But i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;kindda&lt;/span&gt; saw past the orientation and saw that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;JC&lt;/span&gt; life, no matter how fun it seemed during orientation, was going to be tough and stressful.&lt;br /&gt;I am not trying to escape &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hardwork&lt;/span&gt; :) but i feel that i need a CHANGE in the way i study. Plus, the course that i am planning to take in Poly is something i am passionate about. Also, i feel God leading me in this direction. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today was a great day cos i met up with my two best buddies &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Meh&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Nic&lt;/span&gt;, and caught up with them over with breakfast. Man, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;;t think i would say this but i miss my Secondary school life &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; much! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. It was also a GREAT day cos the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;EDge&lt;/span&gt; was on, and the message was on HOPE!! Hoping in Jesus is one of the best things a human being like me can do because i know he is faithful and he will NEVER CHANGE. I put my Hope in Jesus, the Rock of My Salvation. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Wo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hoo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;gtg&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Takkaire&lt;/span&gt; ya all.. He loves you so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;limmy&lt;/span&gt;, out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-8288718740030655092?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/8288718740030655092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=8288718740030655092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/8288718740030655092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/8288718740030655092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-have-just-gone-through-first-three.html' title=''/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</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-7035021.post-7348064332644270053</id><published>2007-01-02T04:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T04:39:19.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IEumKbTOgS0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IEumKbTOgS0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the first time i'm trying to put up a video from YOU TUbe. This is a song about Hope by twista and faith. It's one of the coolest songs i've heard. I am not sure whether the video would play throughout but at least it will play until the chorus i think. Hee. Anyways, enjoy! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-7348064332644270053?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/7348064332644270053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=7348064332644270053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/7348064332644270053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/7348064332644270053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2007/01/this-is-first-time-im-trying-to-put-up.html' title=''/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</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-7035021.post-2293041323728885624</id><published>2007-01-01T01:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T06:51:53.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey all! It is the New Year! One whole year just went by before my eyes in a flash! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014995712724829778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="243" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/RZjYB7cSBlI/AAAAAAAAABQ/rOeRxOFG2Y8/s320/nn020410.jpg" width="151" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/RZjX5bcSBkI/AAAAAAAAABI/ety1LyeKlgM/s1600-h/nn020410.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh my, i am going to be one year older soon. yikes. haha. Anyways, this year has been a GREAT Year. There are a lot of things I am so grateful to God for, and also to the people that God has placed around me. I must say i am BLESSED. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I would like to thank God, who has always been so faithful, kind, loving, gentle, gracious and merciful to me. He has been my rock and my shelter in the toughest times, and his love for me is unfailing. Nothing can beat the Father's Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The following lyrics are from a song that just came to my mind :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Think about his love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Think about his goodness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Think about his grace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That brought us through,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For as high as the heavens above,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So great is the measure of my Father's Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Great is the measure of my Father's Love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Father's love is an everlasting love that will never fade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Also, i would like to thank all the friends around me who have made my life so colourful and exciting. Yes you, i would like to thank you, (the one reading the post) for being part of my life in any way. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My Goals and wishes for the New Year:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(1) Know God better than ever before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(2) To be HOPEFUL in every situation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(3) And to start being more disciplined. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;God bless you, He loves ya so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;limmy, out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-2293041323728885624?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/2293041323728885624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=2293041323728885624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/2293041323728885624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/2293041323728885624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-year.html' title='New Year'/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/RZjYB7cSBlI/AAAAAAAAABQ/rOeRxOFG2Y8/s72-c/nn020410.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7035021.post-4823705047174944843</id><published>2006-12-25T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T08:22:03.432-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chritsmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hear ye hear ye! today is Christams! Alright! Haha. The day God sent down his only son as a baby wrapped in a manger. OoooOOoo, I loooooovvvvvveee Christmas! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year's Christmas... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gather the people, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012495470177453778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/RY_2EqIuhtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/57kBgcj7ShQ/s320/DSCN0290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bring out the laughter, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012496165962155746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/RY_2tKIuhuI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ocePGugBQ-Y/s320/DSCN0295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bring out the food, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012498390755215090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/RY_4uqIuhvI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZSCGZ4iQQsk/s320/DSCN0266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And the cake, (hehe)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012498399345149698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/RY_4vKIuhwI/AAAAAAAAAAk/glERCV4wBKY/s320/DSCN0219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bring out the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;JOY&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SHARING&lt;/span&gt;! Bring out everything there is to make this Christmas a memorable one, but don't forget to... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012499619115861778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/RY_52KIuhxI/AAAAAAAAAAs/SG9W6skvveE/s320/IMG_1865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil. Haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Merry Christmas everybody!! God bless you all so much so much so much! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;limmy, out. (I Love Jesus)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-4823705047174944843?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/4823705047174944843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=4823705047174944843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/4823705047174944843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/4823705047174944843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2006/12/chritsmas.html' title='Chritsmas!'/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hoRGl1evDdA/RY_2EqIuhtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/57kBgcj7ShQ/s72-c/DSCN0290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7035021.post-4368075738616848547</id><published>2006-12-21T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T05:22:36.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Heart That Beats</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today, my three fellow track pals, prawns, bunny and pillar, came to my house to chat and catch up with each other. I had missed them so much and all of us being together again brought back much memories from my running days.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hah&lt;/span&gt;. My track friends are still as crazy as ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We had actually planned to watch a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;VCD's&lt;/span&gt; but my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dvd&lt;/span&gt; player failed on me. I guess it was a good thing it failed cos we had more time to crap and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;enojoy&lt;/span&gt; each others fellowship. We managed to prepare a three course &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;spagetthi&lt;/span&gt; lunch which we cooked up without burning down the whole kitchen. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. It was a fantastic and fun time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Changing topic, have you ever wondered why your heart beats non stop? I know that the heart needs energy to function and that energy comes from the food that we eat but there must be something or someone that causes the mechanism in our heart to function so as to keep us alive right? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hee&lt;/span&gt;. You know, i have wondered over this question before and i think i have found the answer : &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;THere&lt;/span&gt; has to be a God who makes my heart beat and work 24/7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have to say that God's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;thumbprint&lt;/span&gt; is on every one of us humans no matter how much we can deny it. The more i think about it, the more mind boggling but the more awesome it gets that i serve a Great and Wonderful God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;God bless you the one reading this post. He loves you so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;limmy&lt;/span&gt;, out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-4368075738616848547?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/4368075738616848547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=4368075738616848547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/4368075738616848547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/4368075738616848547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2006/12/heart-that-beats.html' title='The Heart That Beats'/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</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-7035021.post-48991764227276258</id><published>2006-12-18T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T08:47:08.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know, i always loved it when it rained throughout the night, but for this particular rainy night, i am dreading it cos i have just caught the idiotic flu bug and my nose is running like a tap. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Heh&lt;/span&gt;. But i am still in good spirits... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my family and another family came together for supper, and we touched on the topic of service, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;suing&lt;/span&gt;... Things like that. I will write out the case situation for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case 1: A man sues Macs because he claimed that Macs was the problem behind his weight issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Feelings : How ridiculous can this guy get? And you know what is worse? This man won the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lawsuit&lt;/span&gt; against Macs. I was shocked at the verdict because the main fault &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; lies with this man who doesn't wanna take responsibility over his OWN body! Ridiculous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case 2: Do you know why Mac puts the sign HOT all over it's tea and coffee cups? Because they were sued a few times as the customers had claimed that they were not told that TEA and COFFEE were HOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Feelings : Anyone who doesn't know that TEA and COFFEE is best served HOT say "I".......  Gosh, i was flabbergasted when i heard about this case. I guess this case serves to act as a comfort for me when i act foolish. Haha. It lets me know that there are more foolish people in this world than me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;HEH&lt;/span&gt;. Ridiculous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case 3: A Prisoner in Jail sues the Prison for not giving information that barb wires are sharp. He came upon the reality that barb wires were sharp when he tried to escape. The most horrifying thing was that he won the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lawsuit&lt;/span&gt;. Can you believe that!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Feelings : Ridiculous can...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, all the cases i raised today &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;came&lt;/span&gt; from America. I am not sure how true these cases really are, but felt the urge to blog it out. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hee&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;chorophiramin&lt;/span&gt; tablet i took for my flu is running through my bloodstream and taking its effect.... It's amazing how one small, tiny tablet can cause a big human being like me to be knocked out..... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ZZzzzzZZZZzzzZZzzzZZZZz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you, the one reading this post! He loves ya so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;limmy&lt;/span&gt;, out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-48991764227276258?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/48991764227276258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=48991764227276258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/48991764227276258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/48991764227276258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2006/12/you-know-i-always-loved-it-when-it.html' title=''/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</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-7035021.post-116609341519721825</id><published>2006-12-14T02:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T02:50:15.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Youth Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Heya! i just reached home from Youth Camp and you know what? It was AWESOME! I always believe that when youths gather in serach of God, he will always be there, and crazy, radical things will happen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that i feel have changed in me:&lt;br /&gt;1) Hunger for more of God, his word and to seek him&lt;br /&gt;2) Increase in faith&lt;br /&gt;3) More joyful and peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;God is soooo Good! And as my youth pastor had said, all these changes come because Jesus is living in and through me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal after this life changing camp is to keep this passion up, and spend more of my time wisely seeking his face. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Trust me, nothing beats just standing in his presence worshiping him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those that don;t really quite get this post, I am just trying to say that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;God is so real and good in my life, and that he loves each and everyone of us soo much!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you wanna give God a try, all you have to do is follow him and check it out! He has a great purpose and an awesome destiny specially chosen just for you because you are very&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; SPECIAL&lt;/span&gt; to him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During camp, i had time to catch up with my pretty net leader, and realised that she loved to sleep a lot! haha. Also found my "american" crap talk partner, Rachel. The lodgings for the Desaru chalets where we slept were not what we all expected. The whole place was quite run down, and if i could rate it, i would give a rating of 1/2 a star. heh. However, thankfully my friends and i got one of the better chalets. Anyways, who cares!? haha. God was there and it was God who we came to seek, and he turned up, and the camp was AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gtg. Tonights destination might be to Mustafa in Little India to help my parents buy some christmas presssies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you sooo much,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;limmy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-116609341519721825?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/116609341519721825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=116609341519721825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/116609341519721825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/116609341519721825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2006/12/youth-camp.html' title='Youth Camp'/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</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-7035021.post-116573784912138297</id><published>2006-12-09T23:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T00:04:09.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Heya! I just came back from malaysia and it was a super relaxing and enjoyable trip with my family... Actually thought of journaling the whole holiday in the blog, but after a while, i got kindda sick taking pictures of all the places i went... i did take a few though, so i'll post it up for you to see.. ... .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8020/411/320/507835/malaysia%20trip%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So here i am in the car, on the way to maleka...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8020/411/320/231221/malaysia%20trip%20007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8020/411/320/59541/malaysia%20trip%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stopped by at a place called Anthony's fishball noodles to have some some fishball and noodles.. heh. the noodles were shiok! It was like drowning in this dark sweet sauce and there was a bit of lard and fried onions.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8020/411/320/344239/malaysia%20trip%20011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Reached the hotel at around 5? yupp. Mahkota Hotel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8020/411/320/386141/malaysia%20trip%20022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Heh. The hotel had disney channel!!! And it was showing TOTallly Spies, so i decided to take a pic..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8020/411/320/503827/malaysia%20trip%20016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after settling in we decided to head to the poolside to chill.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;so this was kindda like my first Day at maleka. I think i'll just show you the rest of the yumcious food i had there... hee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8020/411/320/747220/malaysia%20trip%20036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8020/411/320/431086/malaysia%20trip%20035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this is the famous chicken rice balls we had. One small pathetic rice ball costs 30 sens! The rice was ok lah, but the chicken was fabulous!!! it was juicy, succulent, you name it! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8020/411/320/411114/malaysia%20trip%20029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On the second day, we went to a Jap restaurant to eat. We ordered a variety of raw fish, and when it came in the presentation, we were quite impressed until someone said, "Crockrach!" Can you spot the pest in the picture? It is on the right hand side of the boat.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Don't know why my post can't take in any more pictures! Oh wells, anyways, my holiday was very relaxing, and if i were to tell you the whole story i think you might be bored to death.. hee. One of the main highlights of this holiday was the time spent with my beloved family, and learning how to play a new sport, table tennis! Also, i caught the movie show DEJAVU at only R6!!! (way cool huh?) Yupp, so this is my summarised holiday post for you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It seems that Malaysia can't get enough of me, so i'll be going back again for my church's youth camp! And i cannot wait! I know that this years camp will be Awsome! Heeeeeeeeeee. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;To all my school friends, miss ya! Long time no see, hope you all are doin swell.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;My pillow is calling me so i better go... Takkaire ya'll. God bless.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;limmy, out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-116573784912138297?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/116573784912138297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=116573784912138297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/116573784912138297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/116573784912138297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2006/12/heya-i-just-came-back-from-malaysia.html' title=''/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</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-7035021.post-116507528681052044</id><published>2006-12-02T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T08:08:57.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My revived Blog</title><content type='html'>HEY! I finally did the taxing/addictive job of reviving my blog... Haha. It feels nice and wierd at the same time to be back posting my thoughts and inner feelings to the "world".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case anyone is wondering,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the meaning of ESOPHORIA is : A tendency of the eyes to deviate inward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, i still do not really know what in the world in means, but i just love the blogskin, and the colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go turn in now as it's gonna be a busy but awesome day tomorrow.. Hope you enjoy my blog!!!!! And i will try not to let it rot unlike the previous time.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you Much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;limmy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-116507528681052044?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/116507528681052044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=116507528681052044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/116507528681052044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/116507528681052044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-revived-blog.html' title='My revived Blog'/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</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-7035021.post-112471059492219693</id><published>2005-08-22T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T04:36:35.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Chinese Debate.</title><content type='html'>Today's debate topic. Why should I/we study chinese!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yikes. definition of chinese : it is a language spoken mostly by the chinese ppl???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advantages.&lt;br /&gt;Well, firstly China is growing big and global and all the peeps over there speak chinese.. in order to survive yada yada yada. Second point, i am am chinese, therefore, i should learn chinese. keep up with my chinese roots. thirdly, those i can watch those nice chinese serials without looking at those eng subtitles... hahaxxxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disadvantages&lt;br /&gt;Well, firstly, my chinese stinks. haha. secondly, my chinese stinks. thirdly, i failed my chinese test so i guess my chinese stinks. argh! Lastly, it would pull down my chinese marks if i do carry on studyin. sheesh. haix. and studyin chinese for me is a big headache with all that memorising and checking the dictionary. oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion :  I have come to a conclusion that my chinese stinks. But i guess i should try to persists. i guess.. haha. i should try sPeaking more chinese too... i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;limmy, out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-112471059492219693?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/112471059492219693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=112471059492219693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/112471059492219693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/112471059492219693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2005/08/chinese-debate.html' title='The Chinese Debate.'/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</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-7035021.post-112463865573474374</id><published>2005-08-21T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T08:37:35.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okie dokie... haha. Just drop by mua rotting blog to leave a message. it is now 11.33 p.m. on a sunday night. long but awesome day it was cos i went to chruch! haha. it was really fun to be in God's presence. Yupp. slight update on my life would be... 1) takin back my chinese test results tml!! wish me luck... have two tests so far this week... i think... haha. ss and maths. Had a bitta hint bout the ss paper from a hist/ss cher in my church.. lucky huh? I hope this week would be an awesome one fer everybody. God bless all of your much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;limmy, out.                             : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035021-112463865573474374?l=type-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/feeds/112463865573474374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7035021&amp;postID=112463865573474374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/112463865573474374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7035021/posts/default/112463865573474374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type-e.blogspot.com/2005/08/okie-dokie.html' title=''/><author><name>eStHer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12604035523021304935</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>
