<?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-9029779</id><updated>2012-01-25T12:52:05.921+08:00</updated><category term='pictures'/><category term='cancer'/><category term='boyfriend'/><category term='further studies'/><category term='free screening ; dementia ; choa chua kang polyclinic ; Bukit batok polyclinic ; ageing population'/><category term='Steph'/><category term='woman'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='farewells'/><category term='buddy'/><category term='updates'/><category term='stage fright'/><category term='goodbyes'/><category term='nails'/><category term='gdbye Ian'/><category term='picture'/><category term='Courage;'/><category term='tuition'/><category term='conversations'/><category term='TZ'/><category term='make up'/><category term='Baking session'/><category term='photoshoot'/><category term='Good Friday;'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Korean boyband'/><category term='video'/><category term='vbs'/><category term='blogshop'/><category term='Reflections; friendships;'/><category term='New model; Excited; Bugis'/><category term='cars'/><category term='fort canning; personal views'/><category term='friends'/><category term='dislikes; Guys; pride ;'/><category term='paranoid'/><category term='midnight rants'/><category term='drama'/><category term='reflections'/><category term='shopmax'/><category term='good book'/><category term='make up class'/><category term='Happy Birthday Mummy'/><category term='goodbye ian'/><category term='haircut'/><category term='NIE provisional acceptance'/><category term='TGD'/><category term='dreams.'/><category term='random fill-ins'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='paris'/><category term='siblings'/><category term='Wu Chun'/><category term='Lagsana; J&apos;s place'/><category term='Universal Studios Singapore; photoshoot'/><category term='from thursdae&apos;s news.. tu sunday&apos;s news.'/><category term='PJC ; 09A06 rocks'/><category term='Christianity'/><category term='secret event'/><category term='photography; brother'/><category term='letter of offer from MOE'/><title type='text'>:)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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>1370</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029779.post-3063143811361038911</id><published>2011-09-14T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T13:51:12.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making it obvious :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've MOVED!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Click on the link below to continue &lt;strike&gt;stalking&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;following me! 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I've done up the new site! :)&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I'm filled with certain regrets of not making it a stand alone blog,&lt;br /&gt;instead I combined it with my blogshop (my blogshop's new blog ain't up yet) :)&lt;br /&gt;It's cause I really don't like having to log out, then log in again.&lt;br /&gt;I prefer to use google chrome to firefox, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I rant on, I had better get used to the fact that I'll NO LONGER&lt;br /&gt;be blogging here. but at my new site. That's a baby site yo!&lt;br /&gt;With only ONE post about yesterday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dreamsignite.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.dreamsignite.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gotta agree, it's less cheesy than esther-mometer. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Alright! tell me what you think of the new blog url via formspring! :D&lt;br /&gt;Not that I'm going to CHANGE it :)&lt;br /&gt;Dreamsignite will grow on me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-3373053414775380915?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/3373053414775380915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=3373053414775380915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/3373053414775380915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/3373053414775380915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/09/alls-done.html' title='All&apos;s done!'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-2975883319422854406</id><published>2011-09-14T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T00:18:27.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini Update</title><content type='html'>I've been doing up the account/design for the new blog :)&lt;br /&gt;been thinking of names. Some nice names which I thought of, have been used, so it's not available :(&lt;br /&gt;I engaged the help of AudreyK. :)&lt;br /&gt;I knew I count count on her to ignite my creative juices :)&lt;br /&gt;So guess what my new blog url is? ;)&lt;br /&gt;HAHA :) I will 'publish it' once I've done the design etc.&lt;br /&gt;Basically it'll look like THIS blog. Hopefully some new designs? I might consider.&lt;br /&gt;I'm already so eager to blog about TODAY (yesterday, Tuesday)&lt;br /&gt;So many things to talk about I think I forgot cause I didn't jot them down :(&lt;br /&gt;nevermind! There's still a lot I remember! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today, 13 September, marks Esther's independence day.&lt;br /&gt;I think I checked off all my 'boxes'. imaginary ones.&lt;br /&gt;such as, 'eating outside alone.',&lt;br /&gt;'going for an interview alone', basically doing things alone.&lt;br /&gt;I hope I get to blog about 13th September later today when I wake up.&lt;br /&gt;More importantly, I have to do my piano hw :D&lt;br /&gt;Byeee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a short post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-2975883319422854406?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/2975883319422854406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=2975883319422854406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/2975883319422854406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/2975883319422854406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/09/mini-update.html' title='Mini Update'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-5657853805668822172</id><published>2011-09-13T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T11:31:17.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Renovation is killing me.</title><content type='html'>AH!!! The renovation sound is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I can't even hear my own thoughts anymore! :( Insane.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to meet a customer later to pass her clothes,&lt;br /&gt;but I'm hoping to change it to night, so I can meet kimmy as well.&lt;br /&gt;He ends his internship around that time.&lt;br /&gt;Idk if the customer can make it though :) She's actually one of the girls I meant&lt;br /&gt;at Shopmax :) She set up a booth next to me, selling OPI NAIL polish&lt;br /&gt;at a super cheap price :) She imports them from US.&lt;br /&gt;So I'll be doing an advert up for her soon :)&lt;br /&gt;But right now, I'm considering changing not only my blogshop's url, but my own. WHY?&lt;br /&gt;Cause just a week ago, blogger told me I couldn't upload photos because&lt;br /&gt;I had reached the max :/&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it!! LOL. Weird. but.. hmm.. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;Seems likely, cause I went to check out my picasa albums, and like, woah.&lt;br /&gt;So many. haha. not only from my blog, but from old blogs I used to have within the same account!&lt;br /&gt;So I probably will leave this blog here, it'll die soon. but I'll still have it on.&lt;br /&gt;So that whenever I want to check out my old posts I can :)&lt;br /&gt;It's really a lot ! Lols. so right now, I'm thinking of a nice, unique, easy to read, easy to type url :)&lt;br /&gt;If you'd like to give nice suggestions, just type it in my formspring! :)&lt;br /&gt;I'll reply ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday after make up class, we went to have light supper, just a youtiao and a drink for me :)&lt;br /&gt;Thank God it cost only $2. Cause I forgot to withdraw money!&lt;br /&gt;Spent it on my awesome lunch :)&lt;br /&gt;I bought grilled Chicken with BQ sauce :)&lt;br /&gt;They come with some coleslaw! I love coleslaw! though it's more fattening than healthy veg.&lt;br /&gt;Cause of the mayo :p&lt;br /&gt;Then I bought the awesome milo dino !!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;they actually crush the ice such that, it tastes like ice blended milo :)&lt;br /&gt;+ they put whip cream on the top! oh noooo. fattening again! :(&lt;br /&gt;I need to exercise :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my condo's management is soo annoying. so troublesome to have to go online to book the courts.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. They should just allow us to go directly down to book.&lt;br /&gt;Or, the guard should have an ipad, so can manage online and offline bookings. lols.&lt;br /&gt;We're paying so much anyway :(&lt;br /&gt;Okay! I seriously CANNOT STAND the renovation.&lt;br /&gt;T_T it's annoying me. I'm going to stay out of my house.&lt;br /&gt;*pek cek*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I need to practice my make up! I need to read my notes!&lt;br /&gt;Okay. shall do that tonight, for now, I'm in an annoyed mood, so I can't blog properly :(&lt;br /&gt;Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's interesting to see that people from France even reads my blog. haha!&lt;br /&gt;Hello! :p&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if they can understand English, I suppose they can right? I'm such a noob!&lt;br /&gt;totally clueless =.- Confined to my turtle shell. hahah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright! byeee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*So little time, so much to do*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-5657853805668822172?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/5657853805668822172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=5657853805668822172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/5657853805668822172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/5657853805668822172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/09/renovation-is-killing-me.html' title='Renovation is killing me.'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-3844663162944757063</id><published>2011-09-12T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T14:49:57.380+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><title type='text'>Relationships.</title><content type='html'>Woo! I woke up early (9:30am) to get the measurements done for Collection8 :)&lt;br /&gt;My dear Stephy is the model! :)&lt;br /&gt;Miss her :( :( :( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah! :)&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably be changing the online shop's url in our next collection! :)&lt;br /&gt;Cause with all the dashes, it can be quite tiring to type them out/remember.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think so? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to go for make up class later, cause.. I get to eat from that nice store again :p&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've got a lot of things to do :(&lt;br /&gt;but I'm quite thankful that shopmax is over.&lt;br /&gt;and now that my sis is overseas, at least the room can be messy for a little while! haha!&lt;br /&gt;While I slowly clear out the items.&lt;br /&gt;Those preloved items that were not sold, will be given to people going on mission trips/salvation army.&lt;br /&gt;Just not the garang goonie. (LOL) Idk how to spell :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention? I sold my sister's 99 DOLLARS jacket for 10 dollars :p&lt;br /&gt;I FAIL! LOL!!!! Cause it's preloved + she doesn't want it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;and she didn't tell me it's 99 dollars man!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;GAHH!!! but nevermind. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! :)&lt;br /&gt;I haven't practiced make up on anybody yet! I have to! Next up, my mother ;p&lt;br /&gt;Who wants to let me practice on them? haha! :)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I better go read some of the notes :)&lt;br /&gt;Have to memorize the steps, get &amp;nbsp;myself familiar with the different types of brushes. haha&lt;br /&gt;So many brushes I tell you! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On a side note,&lt;br /&gt;let me just share some thoughts :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was speaking to a friend, and he told me, when a guy moves on,&lt;br /&gt;his ex/(flings) are really nothing anymore.&lt;br /&gt;In other words, girls should not get jealous of their boyfriend's ex(s). lol.&lt;br /&gt;Another way of looking at it, is that.&lt;br /&gt;If you're someone's ex, you don't mean anything to the person if he's got another girl already/moved on.&lt;br /&gt;(some may beg to differ - definitely, cause we're not robots, we're not exactly the same as each other)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For girls, even if they 'move on', when something reminds them of their ex,&lt;br /&gt;feelings (good or bad) can arise, why? cause they are emotionally attached to the memories.&lt;br /&gt;It takes time to get rid of emotional attachment, and it depends on how you do it :)&lt;br /&gt;It also depends if you are able to cover up those memories, with new ones and if it means more.&lt;br /&gt;(i.e stronger emotional attachment compared to the old)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to play it safe (cause everyone has different emotional capacity)&lt;br /&gt;Christian books advice us girls to guard our hearts. Something I really agree,&lt;br /&gt;and will keep trying to teach the young ones in TZ.&lt;br /&gt;Having experienced quite a lot, I have my own fair share of regrets.&lt;br /&gt;No doubt it helps me a lot in understanding myself, girls, and guys.&lt;br /&gt;so even if I say &amp;nbsp;I wished I've never gotten attached before, there are somethings which can't&lt;br /&gt;be learned/understood, until you've gone through them.&lt;br /&gt;I.e. some people learn things the hard way. *guilty*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to shower etc.&lt;br /&gt;haha. L's uploading all our videos for dear steph on facebook,&lt;br /&gt;sorry people they are on private! :p&lt;br /&gt;why? Cause it's EMBARRASSING. HAHA :)&lt;br /&gt;Besides, if it's just showing my face, not so bad. But cause there's L inside too.&lt;br /&gt;in other words, if i want to go drown, must drown myself, can't drag other people along too. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did like a video of us copying the video of 'Boyfriend'. LOL&lt;br /&gt;the Korean boy grp. Cause we mentioned it in our conversations before, etc.&lt;br /&gt;So like, she can 'relate' ? hahah.&lt;br /&gt;super funny. we were like acting cute :p&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to youtube to rewatch the videos. GAGS!&lt;br /&gt;So awesome :)&lt;br /&gt;Their debut 'Let's get it started'. AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;Minwoo is like, so cute, so the dance quite cool type, so he has that baby face.&lt;br /&gt;Simply adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ironic, one moment I'm talking about r/s, and the next I'm talking about minwoo being so adorable.&lt;br /&gt;hahah. Must be able to draw the line ok?!&lt;br /&gt;Just like, how you're able to switch from Singlish to English and back.&lt;br /&gt;(if you are able to)&lt;br /&gt;In other words, (tdy I've been saying this &amp;nbsp;A LOT, not good. Means I'm not expressing myself properly.&lt;br /&gt;haha ) it means, though I can say wah, this guy super cute.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't mean I like them, or I want to see them, or whatever. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Appreciating God given looks (if it isn't done by plastic surgery. LOL)&lt;br /&gt;Good looks nice to see what. So it's like... see no touch, touch no see. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! Speaking of which. Here's a quote. which is commonly used in stores.&lt;br /&gt;But let me apply it to guys. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"See no touch, touch no see. See and touch must pay money"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAIT! before you jump to conclusions and say it's gross, let me explain. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It means, you can see good looking guys, but you shouldn't&amp;nbsp;get to know them, or get too close.&lt;br /&gt;Or you can be close friends with them, but you should never&amp;nbsp;'touch' = like them&lt;br /&gt;If you like them, and also like how they look, you must 'pay money' = pay with your heart.&lt;br /&gt;It kind of makes sense. Usually good looking guys are either&lt;br /&gt;1) Players&lt;br /&gt;2) Attached&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahha :)&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, players are nice friends, not nice boyfriends.(duh)&lt;br /&gt;There are&amp;nbsp;those that come under the other category&lt;br /&gt;3) Not interested&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which. I must blog about something.&lt;br /&gt;I was blog hopping yesterday night. (I've got a headache now. Construction going on above&lt;br /&gt;the whole day T_T )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I happened to chance upon this blog.&lt;br /&gt;about girl A whose 'loved' her boyfriend A a lot, but then things happened (idk what, so&lt;br /&gt;I'm not judging her. I'm judging relationships, using the example as my case study. lol)&lt;br /&gt;then they broke up. and noy Boyfriend A just got together with Girl B.&lt;br /&gt;Girl B broke up about a month ago with Boyfriend B.&lt;br /&gt;who is a player, but they did really 'love' each other. I say 'love' because they don't know what love is.&lt;br /&gt;People now a days think it's just about feelings. so annoying.&lt;br /&gt;what their feelings makes them do things. Stupid? no mind of your own to fight against&lt;br /&gt;feelings which are not consistent and flutters here and there?&lt;br /&gt;yeah I was once that stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then as I was 'stalking', i read girl A's past posts, when they were still together.&lt;br /&gt;and their photos taken, and now I can see photos of girl B with BoyA.&lt;br /&gt;It's like.. sigh.. sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we (teenagers) (I'm still a teenager im nineTEEN) :)&lt;br /&gt;just be a little more careful? Get to know the person for some time first can?&lt;br /&gt;Don't adopt the 'got feelings, so let's just SEE HOW THINGS GO' from here.&lt;br /&gt;Why risk your heart? (especially girls)&lt;br /&gt;We're(girls) bound to get hurt no matter what. LOVE YOURSELVES more please.&lt;br /&gt;so might as well wait for a guy that's worth hurting for.&lt;br /&gt;and not just some JAPALAN boy. who doesn't consider you as a real girl.&lt;br /&gt;but just as a companion or trophy to show off.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not judging you girls okay, I'm just trying to show you things from another point of view.&lt;br /&gt;I guess some may think "eh you sound like my mother". LOL!&lt;br /&gt;But you know what I've learned while reading Christian books?&lt;br /&gt;that older people from older generation know so much more.&lt;br /&gt;and we ought to listen to them.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the reason why we don't listen is because of THE WAY it's being communicated across.&lt;br /&gt;It seems like rules, boundaries, this generation doesn't like it at all.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like it too! So I guess, my way of 'learning' getting advice is through books.&lt;br /&gt;At least the way I read it , is with my own 'voice' and not some adult's voice. HAHA :)&lt;br /&gt;Cause i get irritated easily when people assume I don't know things.&lt;br /&gt;Considering how much I think/analyze things.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just quite terrible at putting them across! So I tend to just keep quiet about my own views.&lt;br /&gt;(my blog's not counted. HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! gotta go prepare the launch for collection8!&lt;br /&gt;Send our emails to those on YOS's Mailing list! :)&lt;br /&gt;byeee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-3844663162944757063?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/3844663162944757063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=3844663162944757063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/3844663162944757063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/3844663162944757063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/09/relationships.html' title='Relationships.'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-9199124585514876095</id><published>2011-09-11T17:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T17:15:36.988+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farewells'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='make up class'/><title type='text'>Classes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lM0CohYuXvk/Tmx239iX4XI/AAAAAAAAEhE/xAaSDiVR-jA/s1600/IMG_0723.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lM0CohYuXvk/Tmx239iX4XI/AAAAAAAAEhE/xAaSDiVR-jA/s320/IMG_0723.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jealous? haha Doesn't the food look so tasty! It really is!&lt;br /&gt;It's the mall next to SOTA!&lt;br /&gt;(not the dhoby side)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's the place where Cosmoprof and danz is located! :)&lt;br /&gt;This stall is CHEAP and GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;Not like dirt cheap. but reasonable for such tasty food! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's on B1, next to Subway! The seats are really pretty and comfy! :)&lt;br /&gt;They are quite hard to miss (cause of the seats!)&lt;br /&gt;Their milo dinosaur is good too!&lt;br /&gt;I ate there twice, probably going to eat there a few more times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;cause they've got quite a lot of dishes!&lt;br /&gt;Prices for main dishes range from $4.50 to $7? :)&lt;br /&gt;Most are $5/$6 :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So that was the day my partner didn't come!&lt;br /&gt;So I had to do my own make up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But for one eye, my teacher helped me to do it. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Like teach me. (I blogged about this before)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So here are just two pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Can't stand my eyebrows though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He said it had to be thicker. so he drew for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;abit too thick! I'm not going to get married looking like that. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XN1rffuxJVE/Tmx26CASJZI/AAAAAAAAEhI/FX2u5kVHzKY/s1600/IMG_0743.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XN1rffuxJVE/Tmx26CASJZI/AAAAAAAAEhI/FX2u5kVHzKY/s320/IMG_0743.JPG" width="169" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But I like my eyes! Looks different! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BGrrVb41u_A/Tmx2uhwv1JI/AAAAAAAAEhA/YRq9IJcCkp8/s1600/IMG_0752.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BGrrVb41u_A/Tmx2uhwv1JI/AAAAAAAAEhA/YRq9IJcCkp8/s320/IMG_0752.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's a close up! :)&lt;br /&gt;It's quite difficult cause one of my eyes is slightly smaller than the other :(&lt;br /&gt;Lazy eye. gags :(&lt;br /&gt;He says have to put the sticker thing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(When helping others.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cause I asked what should I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Alrighties! no more photos :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Otw home in the car, was just talking with my gor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and then for about the last 15 mins of the journey I was resting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Was thinking about stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;wondering/reflecting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Every time I hear other people's name I get annoyed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It shouldn't mean anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;at least I know I should not LET it mean anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If I don't want to make any more mistakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I had better get my mind on track.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And stop day dreaming. haha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I wish I could blog out what my mind is racing through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But I don't want it to affect others,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;or might stumble others,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;or people might misunderstand. so it's alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Shall keep it to myself :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;weird. This morning when Lm asked about sending Steph off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;tears started to come again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Had to change topic :(&lt;br /&gt;She said this, which didn't really help&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;which I will explain later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"It's alright, I was quite sad too when V left."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then I was reminded of something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When V went overseas... she ended up &lt;i&gt;getting married to a guy from&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;that country.&lt;/i&gt; and she's staying over there. hahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That is 'comforting'. but no la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If Steph really finds a guy over there,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I would be happy for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;provided he's a Christian, strong, nice, decent,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;her type, friendly, can take care of her hahah :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then today, dan kept trying to take my phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and annoy me by giving me the impression that he's seeing my messages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've got nothing to hide lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just that he likes to disturb me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so even if there's nothing he'll disturb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And I don't want others to misunderstand.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Even if they don't, or they don't care,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;it doesn't matter. as long as I do my part and don't create misunderstandings/assumptions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Okay! shall go do my blog photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Of my dear stephy :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Launching tomorrow 3pm! :)&lt;br /&gt;gotta get all the measurements done by today! :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-9199124585514876095?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/9199124585514876095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=9199124585514876095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/9199124585514876095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/9199124585514876095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/09/classes.html' title='Classes.'/><author><name>ESTY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lM0CohYuXvk/Tmx239iX4XI/AAAAAAAAEhE/xAaSDiVR-jA/s72-c/IMG_0723.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029779.post-5080877257690829231</id><published>2011-09-10T23:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T23:37:02.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry post tmr. i fell asleep infront of my com. lols&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-5080877257690829231?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/5080877257690829231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=5080877257690829231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/5080877257690829231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/5080877257690829231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/09/sorry-post-tmr.html' title=''/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-2155489030275553755</id><published>2011-09-10T23:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T23:33:01.520+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopmax'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodbyes'/><title type='text'>Shop max day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Okay so the picture below was taken from day 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't take any photos of myself for day2. Didn't have a good camera :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qCFuq8boetk/TmuCvUwgRgI/AAAAAAAAEg8/mIcKjEU6IOc/s1600/IMG_0763.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qCFuq8boetk/TmuCvUwgRgI/AAAAAAAAEg8/mIcKjEU6IOc/s320/IMG_0763.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;See that fattest bag on the left?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;it was a killer bag. super heavy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;looks stuffed right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but after everything ended it had shrunk :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3jDrfU-Kvj8/Tmt2H09bePI/AAAAAAAAEg0/hOb0JdkGRQ0/s1600/IMG_0765.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3jDrfU-Kvj8/Tmt2H09bePI/AAAAAAAAEg0/hOb0JdkGRQ0/s400/IMG_0765.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yup! The tables were quite big :)&lt;/div&gt;So I was quite pleased! :)&lt;br /&gt;Managed to sell a lot more on the second day! :)&lt;br /&gt;It felt much lighter! &amp;amp; I felt better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B9as1Qoa8Ag/Tmt2CRer63I/AAAAAAAAEgw/aew1GkP-_qE/s1600/IMG_0770.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B9as1Qoa8Ag/Tmt2CRer63I/AAAAAAAAEgw/aew1GkP-_qE/s400/IMG_0770.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;See! The above and bottom picture, are of the food which this lady&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;came to us and said "It's a blessing."&lt;/div&gt;In other words, she gave the store sellers free food to 'bless' us :)&lt;br /&gt;I felt blessed. especially my stomach. LOL&lt;br /&gt;(no lunch remember)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3u-cwhTqdLc/Tmt2Mj0HFbI/AAAAAAAAEg4/V3tnbS3Uego/s1600/IMG_0768.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3u-cwhTqdLc/Tmt2Mj0HFbI/AAAAAAAAEg4/V3tnbS3Uego/s400/IMG_0768.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;L was there to help me today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She was cheerful despite her lack of sleep!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry babe! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's able to start conversations with people easily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;hahaha I can't uh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Besides my eyes were aching =.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So I felt like sleeping. lols.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So after the whole event, my dad picked me up,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and we went starbucks for some light snacks (almost like my dinner)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cause I didn't have lunch again :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then I was quite full, so for dinner, I just ate a few prawns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and drank a bowl of awesome soup!!!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Cause I love prawns and I love awesome soup!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I actually call them 'mother's soup'.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I generalize soup in two different&amp;nbsp;category.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One.. Mother's soup = soup all mother's ought to know how to boil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Western soup = mushroom soup, clam chowder, etc etc :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PAUSE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I was checking out channel U's page.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and they have already sent out the email for notified winners.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sad I didn't win. But it's alright !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Drama guys will stay on my screen then. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My dear silly michy wichy emailed me. hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;this long email. bleh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So funny :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She's coming back soon!! :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's some parts of what she wrote which made me laugh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Seriously, Wu Chun looks&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; line-height: 17px;"&gt;like a girl. I do not approve. I think leanne and I make better&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; text-align: center; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a;"&gt;boyfriends than him."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; text-align: left; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; text-align: center; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;2) Describe your personality to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;a) I am taller than Leanne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; line-height: 17px;"&gt;b) I am super nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; line-height: 17px;"&gt;c) Every time I come back, I always treat you to dinner/lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; line-height: 17px;"&gt;d) I will never bully you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; line-height: 17px;"&gt;e) I can drive you around!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; line-height: 17px;"&gt;f) I am a GREAT shopping partner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; line-height: 17px;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;) I will never laugh at your english&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; line-height: 17px;"&gt;etc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;LOL.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So yeah! Where was I ? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So upon reaching home, I rushed to pack all the clothes. cause&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;too messy! oh ! I had better clean the luggages&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and pack them in the storeroom before dad wakes up tmr and get upset.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He doesn't like a messy house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;( I don't think anyone likes a messy house)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;lols. hmm.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I gotta prepare for Collection 8's launch too!&lt;/div&gt;So short post? :)&lt;br /&gt;Let me rant about my dear steph first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;if you don't like emo stuff, please do not read on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'll just bore you :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There's still the lingering thought of steph's overseas studies,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I had to keep trying to stay focus during shopmax so I wouldn't get so emo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Once, while writing the name cards myself,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I was thinking about Steph, then tears were welling up,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so I quickly changed thoughts. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Honestly? As much as it may sound wrong,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;it feels like a 'break up'. As though she's really "Leaving" me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We're just friends, I'm straight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe I keep thinking it seems wrong cause, I've never had a friend this close.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:( :( :( :(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sigh. and the feeling is different (than a break up, duh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but the feeling is still the same. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is how girls talk, why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cause 'the feeling' we are thinking about/feeling,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;is not the same in every context. hahah! :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So yeah, Steph's still around of course,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we're still on talking terms, etc etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But like it's just going to be different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I always 'curse' myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And it always comes true.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes I wish I wouldn't, but I can't help being skeptical.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Nothing has proved me wrong.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She won't be as involved with my life anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'll be the Sg pillar for her. lols.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;if she needs me la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That's a whole different issue altogether already. hahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sigh. my eyes are aching :(&lt;/div&gt;Idk. I don't think I've ever cried for a friend though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;sigh. or maybe I have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I remember this girl. don't want to mention names. lols.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But still ! I really don't like the feeling..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She's not 'gone'. But the fact that she's overseas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;she'll be busy making new friends, building friendships so life will be&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;more fun over there. She probably wouldn't have time to skype,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I also don't want to force her. Though we pinky promise at the airport to skype.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I will if she can la. But I guess I asked her to make that promise&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;very rashly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cause I know promises are always broken on Earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;People can't promise things cause they can't tell the future. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So if she doesn't keep it, it's okay, cause I'm used to such things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so sigh. . . . . . . .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I initially blogged ( last week )&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;a post titled 'farewell' I might as well write some of it now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cause I deleted the other post ( or saved it to drafts )&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I was talking about goodbyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I can't stand them, but it's life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As everyone will tell me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so what if it's life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If I can do something about it,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;to at least 'protect' myself from the hurt it brings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;why shouldn't I?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But noooo, I just can't seem to do that. why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cause I like to walk into walls =.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lame. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and I also blogged about,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;how I think it's time to slowly say goodbye to my kor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He'll forever be my kor,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but how involved he is in my life will slowly diminish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I need to get him a girlfriend/wife you see :)&lt;/div&gt;Then when he does get one,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I won't get all his attention already. muahaha!&lt;/div&gt;Not that I wanted all his attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If you're close enough to me, I'll explain our kor and mei r/s properly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;if not, I don't think I'd want to share so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;for what say when people don't care? haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so if you care, ask me lor. and I'll say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then you'll know what kinda person I am too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That's why my blog's name is 'esther-mometer'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;cause I'm quite different when it comes to diff circumstances/people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A hypocrite?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;nope. I can be as honest as you want yet in a different personality. haha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But I am just like that :)&lt;/div&gt;I'm not making sense am I. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Okay! off to do next post! on Make up class :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-2155489030275553755?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/2155489030275553755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=2155489030275553755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/2155489030275553755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/2155489030275553755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/09/shop-max-day-2.html' title='Shop max day 2'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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/-qCFuq8boetk/TmuCvUwgRgI/AAAAAAAAEg8/mIcKjEU6IOc/s72-c/IMG_0763.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029779.post-1658734788532691462</id><published>2011-09-10T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T01:00:20.622+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopmax'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conversations'/><title type='text'>Day 1 of Shopmax</title><content type='html'>Photos will be uploaded on Sunday~&lt;br /&gt;Cause I've been really busy! Currently at L's house rushing this post while she baths :)&lt;br /&gt;Cause we gotta sleep early!&lt;br /&gt;People only start coming in at 9plus but we have to reach at 8am. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning Nat was really nice! He's such a gentleman :)&lt;br /&gt;That has problems of it's own as well. give and take. no one's perfect :)&lt;br /&gt;But to me, nat being nat, is a good friend ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was hot, I did sweat. Thankful that Nat and Cassy accompanied me :)&lt;br /&gt;It's fun/satisfying when people/customers actually like your items ^^&lt;br /&gt;Even if they don't buy it! So thank you all who bought today!&lt;br /&gt;The deals were sooo good I tell you. It'll never happen on my blogshop, sorry :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nat's car seemed packed today though, he drives a sports car (one door on each side)&lt;br /&gt;not lambo or those sorta high end. it's under volkswagen. Starts with 'S'&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know how to spell it :)&lt;br /&gt;Love the feeling of sitting inside a sports car ^^&lt;br /&gt;That's the 'boy' side of me you can say :) I love cars. speeding, racing. hahahah :/&lt;br /&gt;not crashing. In my dreams, when people chase me, I run super slow =.-&lt;br /&gt;(and so do the bad guys) but when I'm in a vehicle, I speed like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Such fun dreams. hahahah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we reached quite early so parked at some place, to chill and slack, some road.&lt;br /&gt;Talked and laughed. so silly la.&lt;br /&gt;Cause he's studying to be a doct, so me and cassy were just teasing like&lt;br /&gt;"eh, got cute doctors to intro? doctors got the aura! Like so smart etc"&lt;br /&gt;But of course we were kidding, smart people don't like stupid people.&lt;br /&gt;Not that we're 'stupid', just that we're not as elite. blahblah.&lt;br /&gt;Makes sense though, if not how do we communicate. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Plus, pride plays a part too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L's helping me tmr. I hope dad can fetch me.&lt;br /&gt;He's such a darling, he fetched me from St Andrew's Cathedral to L's house,&lt;br /&gt;then he went back home :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At L's place, we did last min videos for Steph, hope she likes it,&lt;br /&gt;showed her some today but when u're leaving u'll be busy talking to people.&lt;br /&gt;so she didn't get to see all, will upload them on fb, but private them. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Silly videos. ALL inside jokes. all based on songs we've sung together before :D&lt;br /&gt;Me and L were going crazy, acting cute, acting cool, etc. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and singing.of cos i didnt sing, i dont know the lyrics as well as L does. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I get a laptop, I'm getting a macbook pro as well, love their photobooth.&lt;br /&gt;It simply screams "ESTHER" HAHA :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall blog about my dear Steph's departure tmr.&lt;br /&gt;Ate chocolates as adviced by Cal, to brighten up my mood, it did slightly.&lt;br /&gt;Could help buy cry while showering as well. Sucha cry baby. pft.&lt;br /&gt;Cal's like an older bro :)&lt;br /&gt;He's got that Aura :) and he's got the height :D hahha.&lt;br /&gt;I need to blog about my conversation wit Emman.&lt;br /&gt;Makes me 'learn' more about guys. Emman is surprisingly more open! :)&lt;br /&gt;Good. I don't like it when guys or girls don't share their thoughts. As though mind reading is so easy.&lt;br /&gt;but of cos, girls will understand girls, guys understand guys.&lt;br /&gt;quite hard to cross it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One point I need to blog about tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me I shouldn't cry, cause I can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;It's like telling me to grow vertically. I JUST CAN'T!!!!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;I need to cry it out, so I let out all that sad feeling. Then I'll be better!&lt;br /&gt;So just give me hugs. That's the best way to express your care (to me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay bye. time to sleep!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-1658734788532691462?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/1658734788532691462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=1658734788532691462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/1658734788532691462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/1658734788532691462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-1-of-shopmax.html' title='Day 1 of Shopmax'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-7065009236550775767</id><published>2011-09-08T13:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T13:19:10.989+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>Right from Wrong.</title><content type='html'>Currently trying to 'chiong' to read finish the book and do a book review by today. lols.&lt;br /&gt;I really like this paragraph so I wanted to share on my blog :)&lt;br /&gt;It's helpful to some, some may disagree, whatever ;)&lt;br /&gt;Just read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If a parent opposes public school curriculum that promotes homosexuality and homosexual&lt;br /&gt;unions, he is labeled 'intolerant'. If a Christian objects to pornography being paraded in public under&lt;br /&gt;the banner of &amp;nbsp;'artistic expression,' she is labeled 'intolerant'. If someone takes a stand against&lt;br /&gt;condom distribution in high schools, he is labeled 'intolerant'. [usually seen in the States, not in sg. lols]&lt;br /&gt;Tolerance has been so cleverly promoted that when ANYONE ADVOCATES MORAL VALUES&lt;br /&gt;in a community or school, that person is criticized for opposing personal rights.&lt;br /&gt;That's the trouble with absolute truth: it arouses the disapproval of relativists, who interpret a&lt;br /&gt;belief in an absolute standard of truth as an assault on their faith and freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT standing FOR TRUTH does NOT violate the personal rights or freedom of others. We must&lt;br /&gt;understand that personal RIGHTS are ONLY VALID when MORAL BOUNDARIES exist,&lt;br /&gt;because an appeal to 'rights' is an appeal to an objective standard of justice,&lt;br /&gt;WHICH CAN ONLY exist in a MORAL society.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; THOSE who denounce MORAL VALUES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;(even in the name of tolerance) THREATEN THE VERY PRINCIPLES TO WHICH THEY APPEAL."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is no virtue to tolerate behaviour that threatens the morality of safety of our children.&lt;br /&gt;The Bible makes it clear that 'To fear the Lord is to hate evil' (Proverbs 8:13) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;We may upset those who 'use [their] freedom to indulge the sinful nature' (Galatians 5:13)&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;but Jesus warns us, 'If the world hates you, keep in mind that it hated me first' (John 15:18).&lt;br /&gt;We must not seek confrontation or opposition, but we should not be surprised when it occurs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging this may seem to be 'seeking confrontation'.&lt;br /&gt;No, that is not what I am trying to do. I'm sharing in hope that some may 'see the light'.&lt;br /&gt;In simple words = some may understand human behaviour in relation to God better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is people, of course, who advance wrong thinking and behaviour. But to be effective in making&lt;br /&gt;it right in our communities, we must attack immoral principles, not people."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- the above statement is a disclaimer to why I'm sharing. echoed by the author :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes! :) I finished reading the book. I do hope I can keep it though. It's a really good book.&lt;br /&gt;Teaches me(and those who read it) how to apply principles into our lives, and why we&lt;br /&gt;should obey them. Rules are not just rules to restrict us. It is to protect us :)&lt;br /&gt;And more importantly, it points us back to God's character.&lt;br /&gt;He reveals so much about himself. I have so much more to learn.&lt;br /&gt;A really long journey. Unless I die early. haha. :/&lt;br /&gt;Though I wouldn't want to. So I can make myself more presentable to God when I meet Him.&lt;br /&gt;(not physically =.- )&lt;br /&gt;haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm doing, I'm going to rush my book review!&lt;br /&gt;I need to start working on admin stuff with regards to my blogshop! (for the flea)&lt;br /&gt;gags! I'm doing this all alone. It is very tiring no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;I'll see how long I can last. haha.&lt;br /&gt;I doubt I'm going to sleep early tonight.&lt;br /&gt;I have to wake up at 6am tomorrow :(&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for Nat. He's giving me and Cassy a lift there.&lt;br /&gt;And from there, at 6:30pm... I have to take public transport to L's place.&lt;br /&gt;:( I need a car. sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-7065009236550775767?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/7065009236550775767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=7065009236550775767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/7065009236550775767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/7065009236550775767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/09/right-from-wrong.html' title='Right from Wrong.'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-5505668648950035880</id><published>2011-09-07T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T23:19:20.595+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wu Chun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I just saw this on Channel U's FB page,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;along with other photos taken from the drama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is one drama I'm going to watch ;)&lt;br /&gt;Titled: Sunny Girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I hope it gets uploaded to youtube etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cause I like to watch it all in one shot,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and not be left hanging! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photo below, is one that I thought&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;" I have to share this."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SUgaGwv_w04/TmeKrMLBNNI/AAAAAAAAEgs/2uUDUD9CMJ8/s1600/300692_10150432148482589_152412172588_11030473_917932841_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SUgaGwv_w04/TmeKrMLBNNI/AAAAAAAAEgs/2uUDUD9CMJ8/s400/300692_10150432148482589_152412172588_11030473_917932841_n.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cause it's SO SWEET?!!!!!?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If a guy holds you that tight, he definitely loves you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's so late, goodnight! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-5505668648950035880?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/5505668648950035880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=5505668648950035880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/5505668648950035880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/5505668648950035880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-just-saw-this-on-channel-us-fb-page.html' title=''/><author><name>ESTY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SUgaGwv_w04/TmeKrMLBNNI/AAAAAAAAEgs/2uUDUD9CMJ8/s72-c/300692_10150432148482589_152412172588_11030473_917932841_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029779.post-2304744702507611466</id><published>2011-09-07T12:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T12:54:13.110+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='secret event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wu Chun'/><title type='text'>WU CHUN?</title><content type='html'>I've always spelt it as Wu Zun :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7ofAGvYqmLU/Tmb07R7zodI/AAAAAAAAEZ0/AyNMkswjYn4/s1600/WUZUN.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7ofAGvYqmLU/Tmb07R7zodI/AAAAAAAAEZ0/AyNMkswjYn4/s320/WUZUN.jpg" width="296" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this will be a quick post, as I've got to rush for piano lesson!&lt;br /&gt;Currently multi tasking while having my lunch! :)&lt;br /&gt;So he'll be coming to Singapore, on the day I'll be going to the airport to send Steph off.&lt;br /&gt;haha. But he'll reach at about 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;No! I'm not a stalker, but Channel U has so kindly provided such information!!&lt;br /&gt;It's so rare though, cause usually the media's like hush hush about such stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Either that, or I'm just a noob at stalking people :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today's the closing date for the 'competition'. More of,&lt;br /&gt;just answering one question + whether or not I've got a blog. (I wonder why)&lt;br /&gt;probably cause blogging is a platform to reach out to many people!&lt;br /&gt;But that's not my main reason for blogging, though it has it's perks :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if I do win, guess &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT?!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I get a pair of invitation to get up close and personal with Wu Chun!&lt;br /&gt;*girly squeals*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. Gotta come back down to Earth.&lt;br /&gt;I don't IDOLIZE him, cause that's not right, but I do go crazy like a normal girl, LOL&lt;br /&gt;When I see actors that I like!&lt;br /&gt;His roles in dramas are soo cool :)&lt;br /&gt;Suave you would call it! I've watched a lot of his dramas,&lt;br /&gt;just that, the latest one, "romantic princess" well. the last time I searched online,&lt;br /&gt;it hasn't been uploaded! :(&lt;br /&gt;I even bookmarked it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my friends say he looks gay T_T&lt;br /&gt;NOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;His features are rather defined, maybe a little more feminine, but I'm straight, so he's definitely not gay.LOL&lt;br /&gt;That was such a FAIL logic. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Whatever :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope I win! And you know what? Since it's a PAIR of tickets right...&lt;br /&gt;I can bring another person along with me right. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if Cassy likes Wuchun. But I'll ask her.&lt;br /&gt;If not, I'm opening it up to my READERS!!! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;My FIRST Ever give away!! WHY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm feeling so so happy &amp;amp; generous.&lt;br /&gt;and also cause Channel U is sooo generous!&lt;br /&gt;That is .. IF I EVEN WIN!&lt;br /&gt;BUT, if you're sincere enough to want to go, PLUS you like me, (as a friend please. I'm straight!) :p&lt;br /&gt;Then start sending in your emails to me! at youronlystop@hotmail.com :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what YOU DO!&lt;br /&gt;1) Tell me why you want to go for the event.&lt;br /&gt;2) Describe your personality to me.&lt;br /&gt;3) Any other random things you want to say to me. HAHA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave your full name + facebook email down too!&lt;br /&gt;I will reply all of you! Only when if I win, then I'll pick one :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUP! That's all! send to youronlystop@hotmail.com !! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The secret event is held on TUESDAY 13 September 7PM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta buzz off right now, byeee ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wuchun is sooo cute ^^&lt;br /&gt;But I know better than to judge him just by his looks.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know what kind of person he is :)&lt;br /&gt;You know, based on their aura ;)&lt;br /&gt;That's how I judge people ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's one last photo for you people ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hACzomW94so/Tmb4Q7BZsLI/AAAAAAAAEZ4/kXGwGUqVN-M/s1600/WUzun2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hACzomW94so/Tmb4Q7BZsLI/AAAAAAAAEZ4/kXGwGUqVN-M/s320/WUzun2.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;See him looking into your eyes? HEHE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;BTW, I notice people's eyes more ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-2304744702507611466?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/2304744702507611466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=2304744702507611466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/2304744702507611466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/2304744702507611466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/09/wu-chun.html' title='WU CHUN?'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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/-7ofAGvYqmLU/Tmb07R7zodI/AAAAAAAAEZ0/AyNMkswjYn4/s72-c/WUZUN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029779.post-3628178537547032466</id><published>2011-09-06T08:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T08:53:28.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy day!</title><content type='html'>Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;I had to force myself to wake up at 8am.&lt;br /&gt;I dreamed/subconsciously thought that it was already 1pm and I had overslept. lols.&lt;br /&gt;this will be a quick post as I've got to do so much work today :(&lt;br /&gt;Jia you Esther!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can complete a lot of them today. Can't procrastinate.&lt;br /&gt;Need to get work done! :(&lt;br /&gt;My house is in a mess. Dad's complaining. I gotta start packing them nicely.&lt;br /&gt;Or at least hiding them nicely :(&lt;br /&gt;Quite a lot of bags for friday/sat's flea!&lt;br /&gt;However I think I still need more, idk! Afraid it isn't enough? :(&lt;br /&gt;but maybe it's enough. IDK! lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never gone to sell at a flea before, it'll be my first time! :)&lt;br /&gt;There'll definitely be photos! (If I don't get so stressed up/distracted that I forgot.)&lt;br /&gt;It'll also be the day that my steph is leaving :(&lt;br /&gt;sigh... okay!&lt;br /&gt;off to do work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! Yesterday's make up lesson was slightly stressful, I can begin to feel it.&lt;br /&gt;Every lesson he'll teach us a few new steps of the bridal make up.&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday we had to do whatever he taught us previously first,&lt;br /&gt;then he'll teach us the new stuff.&lt;br /&gt;The new stuff he taught was complicated!&lt;br /&gt;It's to do with the shading and highlighting powder.&lt;br /&gt;Then blusher again, then lots of finishing powder in between each step.&lt;br /&gt;I need to do a mask. My poor face. Lots of 'cake' on top of it.&lt;br /&gt;I like make up, but I don't like too much till it looks cakey.&lt;br /&gt;Hope i improve! My partner's complexion was quite good, as in,&lt;br /&gt;not much black heads, etc. no oil bumps etc.(or whatever u call it)haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had good laughs yesterday. My partner was friendly and funny!&lt;br /&gt;We kept laughing, and having to control it, (take deep breaths!)&lt;br /&gt;if not we couldn't apply make up on each other properly!haha.&lt;br /&gt;Cause at first I said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"By the end of this bridal make up modules,&lt;br /&gt;means I will know how I look like for my wedding right?!&lt;br /&gt;okay! I can go get married already" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that she drew my eye brows abit thick, or weirdly,&lt;br /&gt;then I started laughing, cause I said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hmm, cannot get married already la. Later I scare away my husband. hahah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after she 'edited' it, then she asked&lt;br /&gt;'Can get married already right?haha"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.Lots of missing details cause I can't possibly remember everything right?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a computer. Though my brain should be 'more capable' than a computer scientifically.&lt;br /&gt;lols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! byeee ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to play squash today with Brandon T_T&lt;br /&gt;But I've got too much work to do. And annoying management says need to book ONLINE.&lt;br /&gt;and my mum lost the pw, when she tried to retrieve it via whatever the management told her,&lt;br /&gt;or gave her a new one, she couldn't!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAIL. I need to overtake the management. Kick them out.&lt;br /&gt;Their PR super FAIL!&lt;br /&gt;Welfare of residents super FAIL!&lt;br /&gt;They can go and bang the wall. HMPF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay bye ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-3628178537547032466?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/3628178537547032466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=3628178537547032466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/3628178537547032466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/3628178537547032466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/09/busy-day.html' title='Busy day!'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-4658385163618733024</id><published>2011-09-05T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T14:44:03.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random :)</title><content type='html'>I was in the midst of writing a long blogpost,&lt;br /&gt;but I got distracted while reading other people's blogs.&lt;br /&gt;Then I realised, I only have an hour more before it's time for school!&lt;br /&gt;And then I realized.. sigh. I have so much work to do :(&lt;br /&gt;sorry! Long 'farewell' post will be posted soon! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW I hear the BUZZING of a bee in my house NOO!!! T_T&lt;br /&gt;Depressed. It makes me irritated, and super PARANOID.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so afraid it'll attack me T_T&lt;br /&gt;Then I'd die. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home from tuition, I met this guy called Nicholas, he's a sales person,&lt;br /&gt;and he approached me. Something to do with donating to WFF.&lt;br /&gt;Natural stuff. (like recycling etc)&lt;br /&gt;But then he told me only 21 and above. (do I look 21 and above?!)&lt;br /&gt;Then he said I looked like I am studying in poly..&lt;br /&gt;Are the majority of poly students 21 yrs old and above? no? lols! TSK.&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, he was friendly and all.&lt;br /&gt;I was in a daze, so couldn't think properly. But I was nice. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;Then he asked the usual things sales people ask, studying where? etc.&lt;br /&gt;then he said he graduated from SIM biz too, from UOL.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone says UOL is better. how? :(&lt;br /&gt;Okay, think about that another time. I've got no time now! *hmpf*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when I walked off, around the bend, he came running after me. LOL&lt;br /&gt;"Esther!" LOL. like some drama show, I'm kidding =.-&lt;br /&gt;Then he asked if I'm interested in looking for a job etc.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like MLM. multi level marketing. (Though this is for a good cause)&lt;br /&gt;Then I said nope, I'm quite busy. haha. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Then byeeee.&lt;br /&gt;Don't think I'd ever see him again. haha.&lt;br /&gt;But his friend was funny, this malay guy. He suddenly came to me while we were talking and said&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry, but I just have to ....say this to you. (I can't remember the term he used)"&lt;br /&gt;He gave me one of their cards, and said "cause you're carrying a bag that supports our cause!"&lt;br /&gt;My skinfood tote bag. haha.&lt;br /&gt;It says "Go Green" smth like that. hahah. so funny. and random. but okay. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay byeee ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-4658385163618733024?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/4658385163618733024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=4658385163618733024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/4658385163618733024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/4658385163618733024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/09/random.html' title='Random :)'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-5753286205017237699</id><published>2011-09-04T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T22:30:13.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Sunday...</title><content type='html'>It's Steph's last Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Had to make her sit next to me during service.&lt;br /&gt;Of course she'll be back fast, in like 3 months. LOL but still, not doing churchie things&lt;br /&gt;with her isn't normal. I feel sad. Of course there's Leanne.&lt;br /&gt;But the three of us is like, complete. hahah. Won't go into details.&lt;br /&gt;Cheukwing says we shouldn't send them off, it's almost like saying goodbye forever,&lt;br /&gt;like a funeral. lols. Who ask them want go overseas. hmpf.&lt;br /&gt;We ain't God, we can't tell what will happen over there! It's less safer than SG :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok this has to be a quick post!&lt;br /&gt;I've prepared my lesson for tmr's tuition!&lt;br /&gt;I've got to do stock taking etc. But then I'd have to iron them,&lt;br /&gt;and it's so late, I'm tired ;(&lt;br /&gt;I'll just do other stuff, I'll never be exhausted of things to do.&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing those slacker days. But still, doing things is better than slacking.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's the make up class tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;I need to do a quick review of my work.&lt;br /&gt;Not much, cause I learn fast hands on, and since I practices it last week,&lt;br /&gt;I can remember the steps. Just that I have to keep practicing to perfect it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should launch the collection this week.&lt;br /&gt;I really think so. Okay I should. It's been too long. GAGS!&lt;br /&gt;So many things to do!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Okay. byeee ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-5753286205017237699?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/5753286205017237699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=5753286205017237699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/5753286205017237699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/5753286205017237699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/09/last-sunday.html' title='Last Sunday...'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-622498437462770868</id><published>2011-09-03T23:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T11:16:16.093+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>I love Steph</title><content type='html'>Okay, now will not be the time to dedicate a farewell post for her.&lt;br /&gt;but I will soon :)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was really 'crazy'.&lt;br /&gt;I felt silly carrying my luggage bag every where. (thankfully it's nice red and not very huge)&lt;br /&gt;and has wheels! :)&lt;br /&gt;First I lugged it to Yishun, thankfully Leanne slept over so she waited at the mall with my luggage&lt;br /&gt;while I went to teach tuition :)&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Orchard. I had to lugged my luggage here and there,&lt;br /&gt;up and down (the bus). Across the road to get to church via jaywalking. lols.&lt;br /&gt;I had to dabao Chicken rice. then I ate in Church + did some blogshop stuff.&lt;br /&gt;For the Flea! But I was quite slow :( Couldn't accomplish much :'(&lt;br /&gt;I was doing the name card stuff. Design complete but I have to 'mass produce' a lot leh!&lt;br /&gt;And I'm personally doing them. People better not throw it away :(&lt;br /&gt;Or I'll cry. hahahah kidding. then I won't give them discount *hmpf* haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then VBS debrief started, and had some mini discussion in our assigned roles,&lt;br /&gt;(eg. teachers and assistants of this particular class gathers to discuss what they each have to do. etc)&lt;br /&gt;and then we prayed and ended.&lt;br /&gt;I rushed to do light make up, and only thickened it at the Studio.&lt;br /&gt;thankfully Steph brought her brown eye shadow, I threw mine away and I'm left with pink and blue. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, the studio owner, Jenny is really nice :)&lt;br /&gt;She wanted to give me some time to iron so she pushed back my timing to 6:30 as someone ended at 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;But they came down at 6:15pm so we had time to go up early to do prep and start early :)&lt;br /&gt;It's really good to have two models. Of course one is enough cause Steph's like SO AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;No wonder some scout approached her on Orchard road to be a model for some branded apparel.&lt;br /&gt;They are really 'trained' I supposed. An eagle's eye. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly she's leaving! ARGH :( Not fated la :(&lt;br /&gt;She's not only awesome cause she can pose okay,&lt;br /&gt;come, let me praise her :)&lt;br /&gt;Anybody interested in her let me know. LOL kidding! She also got standard one. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's TALL.&lt;br /&gt;She's PRETTY.&lt;br /&gt;She's SWEET.&lt;br /&gt;She's NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(She models for me for free okay! Which friend got so nice siah!&lt;br /&gt;All my past models need to pay one. Lols. but of course, me and her are very close.&lt;br /&gt;So.. yeah. hahahah. but still! ^^ )&lt;br /&gt;(okay la, my kimmy also awesome, he say he's willing to help me be the photographer&lt;br /&gt;for free too.xoxo! Anyone else wants to be an awesome friend? To awesome me? HAHAHA kidding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's demure.&lt;br /&gt;She's got figure.&lt;br /&gt;She's got charm.&lt;br /&gt;She's shy at times. (idk if guys like this or not. how I know. to me this her lor.&lt;br /&gt;Makes her more 'girly'?? haha. Some guys like girly girls.)&lt;br /&gt;She's smart (All A's except one B)&lt;br /&gt;SEE! SMART AND PRETTY! WHO DON'T WANT!?&lt;br /&gt;If I'm a guy I sure want her. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;no, I'm strictly straight. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm idolizing her. HAHA After today, seeing her pose etc. PRETTY!&lt;br /&gt;I kept gushing over her. HAHAHA. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fail in comparison of course. Later you can see the photos.&lt;br /&gt;We're both quite different yet similar in some ways (not in looks).&lt;br /&gt;But we had fun! Even if I look cui I had fun. Cause naturally I just like getting into different 'roles'.&lt;br /&gt;Act cute, act dao. act innocent. I seriously think I can go be actress. So much acting.&lt;br /&gt;It's FUN la!&lt;br /&gt;But I'd prefer to act as a comedian, cause more fun and challenging.&lt;br /&gt;and also some say 'easier' for me =.- &lt;br /&gt;(if you didn't get it, it's cause they think such roles suit me.) &amp;nbsp;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;wdv. hehhe. KK! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also need to give credit to L! :) She's another awesome friend.&lt;br /&gt;I've got two awesome friends :)&lt;br /&gt;She helped me to take the photos, and her arms ached! (camera's quite heavy)&lt;br /&gt;*poor baby* :(&lt;br /&gt;then last night I roughly explained to her, and let her try out how to do it.&lt;br /&gt;And so at first she stumbled a bit. cause the photos are slanted.&lt;br /&gt;(thankfully my laptop can straighten it! Cool!)&lt;br /&gt;Then soon she got the hang of it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But mind it, it's difficult, and she's a first timer! :)&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, she had to keep adjusting why???&lt;br /&gt;Cause Steph is 169 !!! and I'm 153!!! =.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AOGydYvkzVA/TmJG08meJNI/AAAAAAAAEWs/CuXlploXYFI/s1600/DSC_1850.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AOGydYvkzVA/TmJG08meJNI/AAAAAAAAEWs/CuXlploXYFI/s640/DSC_1850.JPG" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;See ? Can you tell the super big diff? Maybe this photo not as obvious.HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Steph also wore the black maxi dress, but of course the 'look' she gave off was completely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;different than mine. haha :)&lt;/div&gt;it's at my ankles, it's above hers. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FrNeu5irR28/TmJG5cShhbI/AAAAAAAAEWw/HLjtyOCiTIE/s1600/DSC_1851.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FrNeu5irR28/TmJG5cShhbI/AAAAAAAAEWw/HLjtyOCiTIE/s640/DSC_1851.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This photo was initially like super black, some lighting prob,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;happens once in a while :)&lt;/div&gt;So I just went to adjust it :)&lt;br /&gt;Nice right? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ywyDTSKqwM/TmJHAvBxXtI/AAAAAAAAEW0/jg2Fo_G5ejI/s1600/DSC_1836.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ywyDTSKqwM/TmJHAvBxXtI/AAAAAAAAEW0/jg2Fo_G5ejI/s640/DSC_1836.JPG" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These are the silly photos :)&lt;/div&gt;Behind the scenes, which are also uploaded on my fb :)&lt;br /&gt;Photos which are to be 'launched' will not be put up yet :)&lt;br /&gt;I still have to edit and combine together la :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s0aJIx3NKx0/TmJHEyhWbuI/AAAAAAAAEW4/ITbsWZjRb0I/s1600/DSC_1841.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s0aJIx3NKx0/TmJHEyhWbuI/AAAAAAAAEW4/ITbsWZjRb0I/s640/DSC_1841.JPG" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;To tell you the truth, my 'ideal' boyfriend height is 175 and above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But Steph's already 169. And judging by the photo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I probably wouldn't look good next to the guy :'(&lt;/div&gt;It'll be like, he's bringing his little sister out =.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;HAHA :)&lt;/div&gt;But I like tall guys, there's this.. sense of 'teng'. (in chinese)&lt;br /&gt;Then again, boyfriend's aint there to teng you also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so shall let my kor do that :p&lt;/div&gt;If bf's around the same height, but not as short as me please.(lol)&lt;br /&gt;then also got a different kind of 'feel' la. lols.&lt;br /&gt;Sense of common understanding. I THINK.LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Like think in the same frequency, see things the same way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cause around the same 'VIEW' ma :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MZGKhJLVtuE/TmJHI0JfaRI/AAAAAAAAEW8/Gt1ucGdqZQA/s1600/DSC_1842.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MZGKhJLVtuE/TmJHI0JfaRI/AAAAAAAAEW8/Gt1ucGdqZQA/s640/DSC_1842.JPG" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2iDvWpQTf4/TmJHLz897XI/AAAAAAAAEXA/UDEI35HZi04/s1600/DSC_1843.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2iDvWpQTf4/TmJHLz897XI/AAAAAAAAEXA/UDEI35HZi04/s640/DSC_1843.JPG" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cG5xOlmX8Mo/TmJHZVOr6DI/AAAAAAAAEXQ/-GQweme9QQY/s1600/DSC_1849.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cG5xOlmX8Mo/TmJHZVOr6DI/AAAAAAAAEXQ/-GQweme9QQY/s640/DSC_1849.JPG" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TNlyelUTUZQ/TmJHUpQynHI/AAAAAAAAEXM/awOdXwi8m7Y/s1600/DSC_1848.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TNlyelUTUZQ/TmJHUpQynHI/AAAAAAAAEXM/awOdXwi8m7Y/s640/DSC_1848.JPG" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6Gwv_2A7fCc/TmJHR9f2pMI/AAAAAAAAEXI/GksLGm1IIvo/s1600/DSC_1846.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6Gwv_2A7fCc/TmJHR9f2pMI/AAAAAAAAEXI/GksLGm1IIvo/s640/DSC_1846.JPG" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U4uT2RLqsJk/TmJHOjyGt_I/AAAAAAAAEXE/lqxCsewpC4Q/s1600/DSC_1844.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U4uT2RLqsJk/TmJHOjyGt_I/AAAAAAAAEXE/lqxCsewpC4Q/s640/DSC_1844.JPG" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Okay! Had fun? HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I sure did.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;GOODNIGHT :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get any work done tonight except for these photos. haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Will have to continue editing them!&lt;/div&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Choose a few of each design to print out :)&lt;/div&gt;Or maybe just two of each :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-622498437462770868?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/622498437462770868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=622498437462770868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/622498437462770868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/622498437462770868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-love-steph.html' title='I love Steph'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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/-AOGydYvkzVA/TmJG08meJNI/AAAAAAAAEWs/CuXlploXYFI/s72-c/DSC_1850.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029779.post-4805156375112468882</id><published>2011-09-03T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T01:19:47.976+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogshop'/><title type='text'>quick update :)</title><content type='html'>It's really late. AH! 1am!&lt;br /&gt;I was packing clothes for tmr's photoshoot :)&lt;br /&gt;First time I booked one entire hour for myself :)&lt;br /&gt;Steph's helping me! Cause I've got quite a lot of clothes, I might model some too.&lt;br /&gt;To save time. I love to model, but I'm fat :(&lt;br /&gt;haha. okay, not like fat, (cause I shouldn't be like spoilt right)&lt;br /&gt;but I'm not skinny either. haha. (I gotta face the facts man)&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. But nevermind :p&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, it'll be fun, cause L's coming with us too.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the three of us can have fun :D&lt;br /&gt;But to have fun, we gotta first make sure we model finish the clothes right ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L's sleeping over at my place, cause she's helping me with the blogshop stuff.&lt;br /&gt;SUPER FUNNY! :)&lt;br /&gt;Cause we were thinking about what bottom to pair with this leopard print&amp;nbsp;asymmetric top,&lt;br /&gt;and I was fooling around. It's really long! So I wore my wedges, and started acting silly :x&lt;br /&gt;We were laughing the SILENT KILLER laughter.&lt;br /&gt;The super hard laughter but silent cause it's late at night. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;:x&lt;br /&gt;I kind of felt like flintstone :p&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, we're probably going to pair it with a belt to make it shorter. haha&lt;br /&gt;I'll find some nice photos and upload them here alright :)&lt;br /&gt;a PREVIEW to what we will be selling at SHOPMAX.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't said much. but yes! YOS will be going to shopmax! A.k.a playmax!&lt;br /&gt;On 9th and 10th September! :)&lt;br /&gt;Even though it's a waste of money and I should be saving money,&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd do like a lookbook of what to pair the clothes with,&lt;br /&gt;so when buyers see the clothes, they get an idea of how it looks like ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that being said, it has also added on to my 'things to do'.&lt;br /&gt;GAGS!&lt;br /&gt;You know, I packed my clothes all into this 'small' luggage bag.&lt;br /&gt;But still, it's like, need to pull kind. lols.&lt;br /&gt;I've got to stuff my wedges in too. My wedges sure has come in handy!&lt;br /&gt;I've only worn it out once. Not planning to sell it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight :)&lt;br /&gt;I'll be in Church early tmr before the vbs briefing to do some admin stuff regarding my blogshop :)&lt;br /&gt;for the flea! I really like the resource room leh. :/&lt;br /&gt;It's like, full of random things, and will get my creative juices running ;)&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-4805156375112468882?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/4805156375112468882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=4805156375112468882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/4805156375112468882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/4805156375112468882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/09/quick-update.html' title='quick update :)'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-1483201357387020373</id><published>2011-09-02T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T15:44:26.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gmarket =.-</title><content type='html'>Either I'm a total noob, or Gmarket is totally not int he favour of sellers.&lt;br /&gt;It's SO complicated.... I just feel like puking blood.&lt;br /&gt;True, I get buyers fast, but so what?&lt;br /&gt;I have to mail out the items without actually receiving my money immediately.&lt;br /&gt;How am I supposed to 'feel safe'.&lt;br /&gt;My sales person is helpful, but she replies sms`es like a snail.&lt;br /&gt;One pet peeve, people who reply sms`es super slowly.&lt;br /&gt;you might as well just throw your phone away. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, she's probably busy, I understand, but at least inform me right =.-&lt;br /&gt;And she gave me some problems, like using other people's photos without my knowledge,&lt;br /&gt;only to have some angry seller commenting =.-&lt;br /&gt;Understandable, but I was about to get defensive. Had to control myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really is a foul mood today.&lt;br /&gt;It's so not my week. Please don't annoy me, I might just lash out.&lt;br /&gt;I hope nobody annoys me :(&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I still have piano lesson later.&lt;br /&gt;I can forget about mailing out the items. It'll be totally irresponsible of me to bail out on my buyers,&lt;br /&gt;but they will get their refund (by gmarket, it's not my problem)&lt;br /&gt;If I put it that way. sorry, really really frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things on my mind to do.&lt;br /&gt;I'm too busy for my own good.&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;Moreover the amount we sell, we have to give 12% to gmarket.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, if my sales person would respond faster, I'd feel 'ok' with giving that amount.&lt;br /&gt;But with all these lapses =.- seriously.&lt;br /&gt;:'( Really frustrating :'(&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel like going for piano lesson already. No mood.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about having to do theory is another headache.&lt;br /&gt;I totally 'catch no ball'. I don't know how to do, and that leaves me feeling so frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should just 'run away' from everything. Yeah, I'm a quitter.&lt;br /&gt;That's what my dad always says. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm suffocating with all the responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have to grow up? :(&lt;br /&gt;"part and parcel of life" sigh. okay enough rants. Let me go try understand the complicated&lt;br /&gt;system better, and give it a second chance... =.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-1483201357387020373?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/1483201357387020373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=1483201357387020373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/1483201357387020373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/1483201357387020373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/09/gmarket.html' title='Gmarket =.-'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-6814398193880625079</id><published>2011-09-02T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T00:10:57.990+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogshop'/><title type='text'>Exhausted.</title><content type='html'>Today has been one crazy day. Tomorrow will be worse.&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling so discouraged :(&lt;br /&gt;Can't blame anyone but myself.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so clueless when I stare at the theory 'practice' papers.&lt;br /&gt;Like those at the end of the book :(&lt;br /&gt;And I don't have time to revise them!&lt;br /&gt;I will try to do so tomorrow afternoon an hour before my lesson.&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I don't want to. I seriously don't have time. (And I have time to blog) lols.&lt;br /&gt;I've got tuition in the morning, followed by a photoshoot. then a break and then piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, I'm so EXCITED :)&lt;br /&gt;I bought SO MUCH clothes. GG. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I hope my customers like them :) I like pretty things.&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of ironic, cause I don't really dress VERY well.&lt;br /&gt;I like comfortable clothes where I don't have to be careful like if my skirt flies up or something.&lt;br /&gt;Though there are days when I feel like I'm in the mood to be a little more dressy.&lt;br /&gt;So ultimately, it depends on my mood. haha!&lt;br /&gt;But I love looking at people dress nicely. weird. haha.&lt;br /&gt;That's probably why I have this blogshop, I like to buy pretty things,&lt;br /&gt;but I don't really wear them. hahahah :/&lt;br /&gt;So I hope it makes others pretty then. haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short post cause i gotta wake up for tuition tmr :)&lt;br /&gt;Then today was one hectic day!&lt;br /&gt;I had to reach church to help do all the admin packing things. WOW.&lt;br /&gt;It's FUN, cause I like sitting in the resource room alone and doing packing etc really fast.&lt;br /&gt;It's quite hard to explain what I did..&lt;br /&gt;Tear the cards, and put them into plastic bags nicely. haha.&lt;br /&gt;diff cards go diff places etc! Hard labour for my fingers. haha. But quite fun cause i was&lt;br /&gt;competing.. .with myself. haha I could do one stack in 5 mins! WOO! :)&lt;br /&gt;Beat that :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there were like a total of 18 STACKS in total, each with 10 cards of 5 diff colours. GAGS.&lt;br /&gt;I started at 11, stopped for an hour and a half lunch break, then continued till 3pm!&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to the Office, and started doing all the teacher's pack.&lt;br /&gt;and I cut my finger :( my poor pinky. It bled T_T&lt;br /&gt;Too fast :p hahah kidding.&lt;br /&gt;I planned to leave at 4:15pm and thank God we managed to finish it in time! :)&lt;br /&gt;A total of 3 ppl only!The feeling of satisfaction!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also.. haha I get to see all the name list beforehand. keke ^^&lt;br /&gt;KPO ma ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I started using gmarket. But what I don't like about is, it's quite CONFUSING!&lt;br /&gt;Then if the customer purchases, payment will reach our account in 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;So long! By that time I would have sent out the item before I get my money.&lt;br /&gt;so some trust would be needed with gmarket ehs. scary. ohwell :)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... I hope I don't mess up!&lt;br /&gt;All the status updating, shipping updating etc. mind boggling! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if you want to purchase stuff with me, purchase via my blogshop is better.&lt;br /&gt;If you purchase via gmarket, I gotta pay them like 12% !!!&lt;br /&gt;It's not ALOT. but still. Especially if there's a discount going on. I'm barely earning, maybe a buck or two?&lt;br /&gt;depending. sigh!!!!! lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the SHOPMAX is next FRIDAY.&lt;br /&gt;And WL says I gotta hand in my book review for RIGHT AND WRONG&lt;br /&gt;before friday :'(&lt;br /&gt;God bless me!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling the stress.. never mind! I've speed read during projectD before :p&lt;br /&gt;Gags. I do enjoy reading and learning from the book,&lt;br /&gt;but I like to read it during my leisure time, but now i do not have any leisure time :(&lt;br /&gt;and I most certainly am terrible at writing book reviews. Uncle KL agreed.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha I was like just quoting sentences and verses which I liked.&lt;br /&gt;Well they are self explanatory :p&lt;br /&gt;in some sense? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, after helping out, I went for tuition, after which I rushed to meet supplier.&lt;br /&gt;I stayed there for a good one and a half hour :)&lt;br /&gt;Looking through, and getting a lot of stock :P&lt;br /&gt;and getting more for the Flea :)&lt;br /&gt;I won't be announcing this on my blogshop, unless 'loyal' customers come and view my blog,&lt;br /&gt;then they'd know. Besides, they have to pay to go in if I'm not wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Not too sure about the details :)&lt;br /&gt;Gags! I lugged THREE BAGS HOME. I took a cab :p&lt;br /&gt;No one could give poor me a ride. I was starving. Stomach was growling, thank God&lt;br /&gt;I had a heavy lunch ^^&lt;br /&gt;so I didn't get the sickly gastric.&lt;br /&gt;I left supplier's place at 10PM okay!&lt;br /&gt;Food is still digesting :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go! byee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-6814398193880625079?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/6814398193880625079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=6814398193880625079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/6814398193880625079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/6814398193880625079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/09/exhausted.html' title='Exhausted.'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-5495883855394410678</id><published>2011-08-31T11:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T11:10:44.421+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cancer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>The Wedding.</title><content type='html'>Even though I am rushing to complete all the task at hand,&lt;br /&gt;I decided to blog about this! I received it in an email by my mum who forwarded it to me.&lt;br /&gt;Really sweet! And sad :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #002041;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 31px;"&gt;I'm so upset that the photos can't be copied over. Can't even be saved. annoying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So I might as well describe the photo to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #002041;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 31px;"&gt;Sad though. sigh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If I was the one with cancer, I wouldn't want to get married.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #002041; font-family: inherit; line-height: 31px;"&gt;Get married already die, then leave the poor guy alone and he'd probably feel guilty to go marry another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA assuming I marry a guy who's that nice la. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #002041; line-height: 31px;"&gt;Her name is Katie Kirkpatrick, 21 yrs old. Next to her is her fianc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="color: #002041; line-height: 31px;"&gt;é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #002041; line-height: 31px;"&gt;, Nick, 23. This picture was taken prior to their wedding January 11th, 2005.&amp;nbsp; Katie has terminal cancer and spends hours in chemotherapy. Here Nick awaits while she finishes one of the sessions...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #002041; line-height: 31px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(insert photo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #002041; line-height: 31px;"&gt;-It's a photo of her looking into the mirror, with her back looking really skinny.You can see her bones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #002041; line-height: 31px;"&gt;She has something attached under her nose. (im no doct. Idk what it's called. lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #002041; line-height: 31px;"&gt;She's in a wedding dress, and putting on her earring. -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #002041; line-height: 31px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #002041; line-height: 31px;"&gt;Even in pain and dealing with her organs shutting down, with the help of morphine, Katie took care of every single part of the wedding planning.&amp;nbsp; Her dress had to be adjusted several times due to Katie 's constant weight loss.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #002041; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 31px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #002041; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 31px;"&gt;(insert photo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #002041; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 31px;"&gt;-she's sitting next to the guy on a bench, dressed for their wedding. In front of her, is an oxygen tank.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #002041; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 31px;"&gt;Looking at them, is nick's parents. I wonder where the girl's parents are. hmm.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #002041; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 31px;"&gt;all pictures seem to be in black and white, but a nice kind of black and white -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #002041; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 31px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #002041; line-height: 31px;"&gt;An expected guest was her ox! ygen tank. Katie had to use it during the ceremony and reception. The other couple in this picture is Nick's parents, very emotional with the wedding and to see their son marrying the girl he fell in love when he was an adolescent.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #002041; line-height: 31px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;(insert photo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;- Katie is in a wheel chair, a bunch of guys are singing to her, all full of smiles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Her husband is holding her hand and kneeling down with the others to sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;She's laughing really happily :) -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #002041; line-height: 31px;"&gt;Katie, in a wheel chair listening to her husband and friends singing to her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(insert photo)&lt;br /&gt;- Kate is sitting on one of the tables, while the people behind her have their backs faced to her.&lt;br /&gt;Think they are watching something. But there are a few people who's body is facing her.&lt;br /&gt;But their faces are not shown. I'd like to think they are watching over her.&lt;br /&gt;Her head is rested on her arms on the back of another chair. -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #002041; line-height: 31px;"&gt;In the middle of the party, Katie had to rest for a bit and catch her breath. The pain does not allow her to stand for long period of time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(insert photo)&lt;br /&gt;- a close up shot of both Katie and Nick. Katie's face is touching Nick's face.&lt;br /&gt;eyes closed. Both of them are smiling, but Katie's smile is the appreciative kind of smile.&lt;br /&gt;With a tinge of sadness. sigh.Nick's face is like showing that he's there for her, understanding her.&lt;br /&gt;Super sweet -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #002041; line-height: 31px;"&gt;Katie died 5 days after her wedding. To see a fragile woman dress as bride with a beautiful smile makes you think...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #002041; line-height: 31px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #002041; line-height: 31px;"&gt;Happiness is always there within reach, no matter how long it lasts.&amp;nbsp; Lets enjoy life and don't live a complicated life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #002041; line-height: 31px;"&gt;Life is too short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #002041; line-height: 31px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="line-height: 31px;" /&gt;Work as if it was your first day.&amp;nbsp; Forgive as soon as possible.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="line-height: 31px;" /&gt;Love without boundaries.&amp;nbsp; Laugh without control and never stop smiling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #002041; line-height: 31px;"&gt;Please pray for those suffering from cancer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #002041; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 31px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #002041; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 31px;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #002041; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 31px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #002041; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 31px;"&gt;Gags. yeah. sad leh :( :( :( :( :( &amp;nbsp;:( :( : ( :( :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #002041; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 31px;"&gt;Okay, I gotta go do my other stuff. Hope you enjoyed reading the story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #002041; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 31px;"&gt;and at least feel something. Not laugh at them hor, smack you left right center if you did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #002041; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 31px;"&gt;Crazy people. I doubt anyone normal would think of it as a joke.sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #002041; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 31px;"&gt;Reminds me of the singer,Chris Medina, cause his beautiful wife got into an accident&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #002041; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 31px;"&gt;a week before their wedding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #002041; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 31px;"&gt;which left her bound to a wheelchair, and couldn't really speak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #002041; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 31px;"&gt;But he still married her. Most guys would probably just ditch the girl lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #002041; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 31px;"&gt;Especially Singaporean guys, it's 'realistic'. I'm stereotyping here. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #002041; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 31px;"&gt;But I know that some Sg guys are not like that la, just that most are. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #002041; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 31px;"&gt;k bye :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-5495883855394410678?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/5495883855394410678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=5495883855394410678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/5495883855394410678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/5495883855394410678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/08/wedding.html' title='The Wedding.'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-1091400150482544188</id><published>2011-08-30T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T16:31:00.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changi Airport Millionaire Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8QV-9ILPFqw?fs=1" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This happened some time ago, maybe last yr? I saw it was uploaded in 2010.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not too sure. Ohwell! I liked it, so maybe some of you will too :)&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know you could do such stuff at Changi. haha Then again, it was organized by Changi.&lt;br /&gt;But going by the faces and the body language of the people who were on lookers,&lt;br /&gt;they seemed quite pleased :)&lt;br /&gt;I think if we had more of this, our life would be full of surprises ^^&lt;br /&gt;Like suddenly one day you could find yourself in the midst of a flash mob. haha :)&lt;br /&gt;But of course lots of hard work on the dancers part :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to meet pri sch friends, the usual I meet up with, (Shan,shawn,yuxiang,)&lt;br /&gt;Mel couldn't make it.&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, they are not from my class you know. hahahahah! :)&lt;br /&gt;Just that whenever we meet up, they are the ones who can make it, and we can click anyways.&lt;br /&gt;haha :)&lt;br /&gt;and I'm also supposed to meet JC friends, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;But after I reached home, or otw home, my head was hurting, and I just felt so exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;I knew that if I stepped out of the house, I might fall sick. and I can't afford to fall sick :(&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to stay home and 'rest'. Just staying home is somewhat rest for me :)&lt;br /&gt;My sister's watching drama and she's tempting me. :(&lt;br /&gt;noo~ I need to do piano hw! Exams are coming soon! T_T&lt;br /&gt;Dramas are annoying anyway. So nice to watch, but subconsciously influences the way you view things,&lt;br /&gt;or your hopes of people. haha. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;Even knowing this, I still like to watch :/&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should read a book :) I'm afraid I'd fall asleep half way. I'm always like that :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Church wide outing went quite well :)&lt;br /&gt;My group tied with gor's group for treasure hunt, quite.. lols.&lt;br /&gt;Cause coincidentally me and him are those you will text to give you answers too :/&lt;br /&gt;to see if it's correct :/&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, but it went okok :)&lt;br /&gt;Though I pity the groups cause, they were probably so exhausted, and the clues were&lt;br /&gt;really quite hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the treasure hunt was ongoing, I saw this REALLY adorable dog with her owner.&lt;br /&gt;The dog's name is "LOLA" :)&lt;br /&gt;The owner is like, in her twenties? PRETTY! TALL! Nice features! Nice accent. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;But she looks asian.&lt;br /&gt;Then whenever she threw the frisbee the dog would be able to run and grab it with its mouth.&lt;br /&gt;WOW.so smart! so I had a go, and started playing with the dog..&lt;br /&gt;It didn't get my throws :( :( :( : ( Seems like I was throwing it in a direction which he doesn't like to run.&lt;br /&gt;Cause the owner knew which direction to throw.&lt;br /&gt;(It is always behind the dog. weird. I thought if the dog can see it in front of them,&lt;br /&gt;it would run forward)&lt;br /&gt;Maybe dogs like to turn.hahahah :/ you can tell I'm so not a dog owner.&lt;br /&gt;but it doesn't bark, doesn't bite. doesn't even come to sniff me. though when I threw the frisbee,&lt;br /&gt;it didn't run after it, but walked towards it. I kind of felt, I was throwing the frisbee for myself to catch. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my team returned and we started playing frisbee! :)&lt;br /&gt;Then I got tired, and as more people joined, I just backed out :)&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed over to habourfront centre for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, leading tables games isn't as bad as I thought it would it. Cause the churchies were&lt;br /&gt;rather responsive :) So that's good.&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, I was still feeling awkward. ohwell. It's over, whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a random note, one thing I can't stand about myself?&lt;br /&gt;I'm always caught up in awkward/embarrassing situations :(&lt;br /&gt;ohwell. Shall go rest my eyes now :)&lt;br /&gt;byeee ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-1091400150482544188?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/1091400150482544188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=1091400150482544188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/1091400150482544188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/1091400150482544188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/08/changi-airport-millionaire-dance.html' title='Changi Airport Millionaire Dance'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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://img.youtube.com/vi/8QV-9ILPFqw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029779.post-5375165771749465052</id><published>2011-08-29T19:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T19:52:10.805+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vbs'/><title type='text'>"I Will"</title><content type='html'>"I Will" - Lifeway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said, "Go," so I will go&lt;br /&gt;You said, "Tell," so I will tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharing Your story,&lt;br /&gt;proclaiming Your glory&lt;br /&gt;To a world that needs to know&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; what they're worth*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will take Your name to every nation&lt;br /&gt;Spread the Good&lt;br /&gt;News of salvation&lt;br /&gt;Baptize in the name of the Father&lt;br /&gt;The Son and the Holy Spirit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will teach the things that You've commanded&lt;br /&gt;Make sure that Your truth is planted&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, I will do whatever it takes&lt;br /&gt;To bring glory to Your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said, "Love," so I will love&lt;br /&gt;You said, "Give," so I will give&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I will lay down my life for the gospel of Christ&lt;br /&gt;'Cause nothin' I do would be too high a price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will take Your name to every nation&lt;br /&gt;Spread the Good&lt;br /&gt;News of salvation&lt;br /&gt;Baptize in the name of the Father&lt;br /&gt;The Son and the Holy Spirit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;I will teach the things that You've commanded**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Make sure that Your truth is planted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, I will do whatever it takes&lt;br /&gt;To bring glory to Your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precious name, oh, how sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Hope of earth and joy of Heaven (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will take Your name to every nation&lt;br /&gt;Spread the Good&lt;br /&gt;News of salvation&lt;br /&gt;Baptize in the name of the Father&lt;br /&gt;The Son and the Holy Spirit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will teach the things that You've commanded&lt;br /&gt;Make sure that Your truth is planted&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, I will do whatever it takes&lt;br /&gt;To bring glory to Your name&lt;br /&gt;To bring glory to Your name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said, "Go," so I will go&lt;br /&gt;You said, "Tell," so I will tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I know, and what kind 'state' I want and hope to be in.&lt;br /&gt;This is my prayer + worship to God.&lt;br /&gt;To become someone who can say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Jesus, I will do whatever it takes&amp;nbsp;To bring glory to Your name"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"And, I will lay down my life for the gospel of Christ&amp;nbsp;'Cause nothin' I do would be too high a price."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is the cons of growing up in a christian environment.&lt;br /&gt;Everything is doctrinal to you. You know it in your head. Yes you acknowledge that all is true.&lt;br /&gt;That seriously nothing we sacrifice would be too high of a price for Christ,&lt;br /&gt;but knowing is one thing, being able to act it out is another.&lt;br /&gt;I guess you can call it, 'taking it for granted' or maybe a lack of love for Christ.&lt;br /&gt;Like especially based on my Church's emphasis of the right doctrines (which is a good thing,&lt;br /&gt;like you see other churches proclaiming twisted/half truths of the Bible, sigh!)&lt;br /&gt;so the possibility of us becoming more doctrine centered than Christ centered is higher.&lt;br /&gt;(Love for Christ)&lt;br /&gt;That's why in my next post will be titled "Love You More" hehe.&lt;br /&gt;It's a cute and catchy songs. which will then bring me to talk about more things ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;*what they're worth*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- don't misinterpret this as 'yeah, we humans have a lot of worth, we're capable in our own strength'&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to explain.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;**I will teach the things that You've commanded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Make sure that Your truth is planted**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- this verse made me reflect on the thoughts I've been having the past week.&lt;br /&gt;God doesn't NEED us, if we choose not to serve Him,&lt;br /&gt;we're just loosing out, cause we don't get to see God working + we're not a part of God's work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out for dinner with Nat soon! :)&lt;br /&gt;Catch up time! :)&lt;br /&gt;I am borrowing a squash racket, for myself.&lt;br /&gt;so that I can exercise. LOL I don't like to go gym cause it's BORING.hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of getting my dad to buy us two rackets,&lt;br /&gt;for my brother and myself so that we can play together after his O's :)&lt;br /&gt;My sweet brother! Think he's the only one in my family I've never gotten like&lt;br /&gt;annoyed with. He's just not annoying. maybe cause he's the youngest, and i'm the one annoying him.&lt;br /&gt;hhahahah ^^&lt;br /&gt;His face just makes me want to laugh. hehe! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition went relatively well. Another tuition on friday.&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention, I've got the maths tuition on thursday. gags. lols.&lt;br /&gt;Even if I want to take up more classes, seriously think I cannot handle them.&lt;br /&gt;So I shall say no :(&lt;br /&gt;This week's a crazy week! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr's church wide outing! :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be happy, but I'm more nervous than happy.&lt;br /&gt;I really 'dread' going up on stage to be the emcee :(&lt;br /&gt;I'm so not eloquent! :(&lt;br /&gt;Never mind, let's hope the 'enthu' side of me will overpower my stage fright. lol.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go now, byeee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-5375165771749465052?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029779.post-7868937429624049069</id><published>2011-08-28T19:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T19:06:09.813+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vbs'/><title type='text'>"By Faith"</title><content type='html'>As I was going through this years songs,&lt;br /&gt;I just had to blog about this :)&lt;br /&gt;I really like all of the songs this year :)&lt;br /&gt;(except for the abit rough ABC song which we'd be scraping)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as the last few days has been rather tough for me,&lt;br /&gt;the songs just encouraged me a lot :)&lt;br /&gt;And I could sincerely sing along.&lt;br /&gt;If only I could share the audio clip with you all, but I can't.&lt;br /&gt;So the lyrics will do :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"By Faith" by Lifeway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By faith I pray&lt;br /&gt;By faith I praise&lt;br /&gt;By faith I obey&lt;br /&gt;And walk in God's ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By faith I love&lt;br /&gt;By faith I come&lt;br /&gt;By faith I will trust&lt;br /&gt;In the name of Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By faith I believe in things I cannot see&lt;br /&gt;By faith I cling to the hope that Jesus gives me&lt;br /&gt;By faith I say there's a miracle around the bend&lt;br /&gt;So I set my face against the wind&lt;br /&gt;And live by faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live by faith&lt;br /&gt;In the Son of God&lt;br /&gt;Who loves me&lt;br /&gt;And gave His life for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By faith I believe in things I cannot see&lt;br /&gt;By faith I cling to the hope that Jesus gives me&lt;br /&gt;By faith I say there's a miracle around the bend&lt;br /&gt;So I set my face against the wind&lt;br /&gt;And learn once again&lt;br /&gt;To live by faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romans 10:17&lt;br /&gt;So faith comes from what is heard,&lt;br /&gt;and what is heard comes through the message about Christ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-7868937429624049069?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/7868937429624049069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=7868937429624049069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/7868937429624049069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/7868937429624049069'/><link 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I don't want to blog much today,&lt;br /&gt;but I need to remind myself of all the things I have to do! :)&lt;br /&gt;Not in much particular order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Prepare tuition work (to be done on monday morning)&lt;br /&gt;- Revise VBS songs + decide on the new songs to be used this year.(Today)&lt;br /&gt;- Prepare what I want to go through on Sat with the team. (nearing the end of the week)&lt;br /&gt;(who will only probably be me and Leanne who can make it.LOL)&lt;br /&gt;- Revise my work, what we did last week.(monday morning)&lt;br /&gt;- Organize things needed to be done for TZ camp.&lt;br /&gt;(We are way behind time, compared to previous years)&lt;br /&gt;- Organize/stock take clothes for shopmax + admin stuff.&lt;br /&gt;(decide pricing etc)&lt;br /&gt;- Children's outing (puppet show) (details not confirmed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I didn't forget anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah.. the amount of work. killer~&lt;br /&gt;Nvm. I need such stuff anyway.I don't feel like going out for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;honestly, I don't like going out for meals cause I think it's a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;Might as well just dabao food home. eat and get it over and done with. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;unless! I'm eating out, and eating good food and with good company of friends.&lt;br /&gt;Then it's worth the time. haha.&lt;br /&gt;It sounds like this GP compre I once did. Like eating food just for the sake of it.&lt;br /&gt;As a refill. and not properly enjoying it. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;Idk, I guess there's a time for everything ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's SS was quite good, maybe cause I was trying my best to focus.&lt;br /&gt;I have this tendency to slowly drift into a day dream.&lt;br /&gt;Especially since Uncle KL's voice v.low and fatherly. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't have those sudden loud exclamation etc. haha.&lt;br /&gt;So I learned quite a bit today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad L's around anyway. Had a few chats here and there, which were rather deep.&lt;br /&gt;(throughout the day)&lt;br /&gt;And during GMC at least she allowed me to lean on her for short spurts. LOL :p&lt;br /&gt;Today's gmc was rather ... heated? but still under control uh.&lt;br /&gt;Reading the body language and tone. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to grow up.. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed back awhile to listen to the sky camp committee's meeting.&lt;br /&gt;Just a super short one to decide who does what.&lt;br /&gt;Makes me not feel like going Paris :(&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, it's the once in a life time kind of thing. so.. shall swallow my desire to hang out with friends.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byeeee ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-1240924839918619781?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/1240924839918619781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=1240924839918619781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/1240924839918619781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/1240924839918619781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/08/check-list.html' title='Check list!'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-3908272299850391731</id><published>2011-08-27T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T19:20:36.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if I die young.</title><content type='html'>"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ccccdd; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"If I Die Young"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ccccdd; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I die young, bury me in satin&lt;br /&gt;Lay me down on a, bed of roses&lt;br /&gt;Sink me in the river, at dawn&lt;br /&gt;Send me away with the words of a love song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;This is the only part of the song I like. hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;The rest don't sound... proper. sounds.. weird.hahah.&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Today's another moody day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I was wondering why, then I recalled some faint conversation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;and realized it was from my dream last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Of course i wouldn't blog about it. haha but it made me feel like crap again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Then I felt moody the whole day, not at anything in particular.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Felt like a robot, void of emotions. but the fact that I'm feeling moody is an emotion right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;haha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'd love to pour it out, but I don't want to drag other people down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;cause if I can't explain it in detail, people might misunderstand,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;that wouldn't be good right, (not misunderstand me, but my faith)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;So I went to church and reached at 2pm and went to irvin's to grab some lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I had no appetite, but I knew I'd get hungry later on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I was contemplating if I should eat alone or dabao. but I just wanted sometime alone outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;This has never happened to me before.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I guess this is how it feels like, for once, to not care about what people think,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;and just be in your own world, let the world revolve around you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;There were not much thoughts going on in my head. idk why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I was afraid it'd rain when I was about to go back, but I still felt like eating outside alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Then was texting my gor, and he said he's waiting for me a few&amp;nbsp;meters&amp;nbsp;away in case it rains :)&lt;br /&gt;So sweet. I appreciated it, but I wasn't in the 'I feel like I'm being pampered' kind of mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;My brain and heart felt disconnected uh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Then during choir, when L asked us to think about our week, or the usual things people who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;are leading will say, I just couldn't think of any, and I was slightly upset with myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;for having nothing. So i just shared about my week = first two days at school. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;After choir, I gave E some work, then I borrowed an umbrella and went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Today something happened. I think I broke down at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I don't blame anyone but myself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I guess I've been trying to hide and pretend I don't feel anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;And that I'm not struggling. so something happened which made me feel so ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;sure that I was struggling with this. If not I wouldn't have been affected at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Taught me something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;But now I'm better :)&lt;br /&gt;And it's true, it's probably cause it's the time of the month that I'm more sensitive,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;and things just had to happen. A collision :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;But! I'm all good now :)&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go get work done, and just keep moving :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I've got A LOT of piano hw to do!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;JYJY!!! :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Byeeee :)&amp;nbsp;&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/9029779-3908272299850391731?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/3908272299850391731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=3908272299850391731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/3908272299850391731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/3908272299850391731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/08/if-i-die-young.html' title='if I die young.'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-4665773851529284449</id><published>2011-08-27T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T00:00:34.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slightly better day :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WHxzGGFH9IQ/Tle7xjzvEgI/AAAAAAAAEWo/8t9WtObhucU/s1600/305320_10150264237090677_681095676_7988735_3112837_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WHxzGGFH9IQ/Tle7xjzvEgI/AAAAAAAAEWo/8t9WtObhucU/s320/305320_10150264237090677_681095676_7988735_3112837_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These are what me and cassy bought at skinfood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Not a lot actually, but a lot of samples :)&lt;br /&gt;but quite ex in total, each one like $150.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I was honestly not planning to buy any. The sales people are good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;No but honestly, good also cause, they seemed sincere,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and we didn't just talk about cosmetic stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah, again, honestly I haven't started using the mask.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I bought the honey one.. and like..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm afraid after I open it, it'll attract ants =.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;LOL!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So today I had the photoshoot again, quite fun,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I kept spamming photos, I like to take nice shots without the model being prepared kind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Candid but nice ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Of course it doesn't always happens!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Very rarely, maybe one in 10 photos. hahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then I rushed home for piano, I guess my slight headache wasn't helping me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I felt tired despite sleeping for a rather long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then I fell asleep while doing my theory homework in class :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kept having to erase, and redo, cause I write wrongly/see wrongly. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Idk why she never wake me up also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe my eyes were opened :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;idk eh. hahahahahha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then had to rush off for tuition,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;today's lesson went rather well! Like at least I felt we did things. haha :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As in, like taught her stuff, instead of 'watching her do'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then just as I left her place, JL called, asked if I wanted to meet him and XH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And he'd be driving, so yeah duh~ Lols.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I haven't met them in.. 2 yrs. LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So yeah, moreover, I wasn't feeling quite good,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I needed to be in the company of crazy people. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;kidding, crazy as in, fun :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I've met XH like twice, both on the bus,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;while I was on my way for GP&amp;nbsp;tuition (J2)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So they met me at Bukit batok, and we didn't know where to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;hahah. I haven't had my dinner, so we went Bukit Timah,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and the roti prata took super long to come =.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then we just talked laughed, joked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ah, good times.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;They always teased me in secondary school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Life was too boring for them. lols.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And we'd joke about it. not like they don't. okay JL doesn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It's that XH. pft.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;hahah but he still has the small boy face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;JL has matured much! is it cause of his gf? haha :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;About 10 we reached back my condo, then slacked in the car,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;tuned in to 987 fm. lols.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And just talk till 10:50, and I was sleepy~&amp;nbsp;so I went up :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But yeah, I enjoyed myself, cause I really laughed while with them :)&lt;br /&gt;Just felt like laughing! Not anything in particular.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Made me feel happy ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Laughter is the best medicine, better than food therapy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Real laughter burns fat ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So yeah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'll be sleeping early, think I've got a flu, see !&lt;br /&gt;annoying rain drops (on my guitar~) on my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today it's been drizzling a lot. I've been sneezing, and sniffing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;block nose? idk. yeah :)&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm finishing the drama 'cinderella step sister'. I need to complete it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I hope it's a happily ever after ending. I can't stand dramas which are not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;No sense of 'closure'. hehe :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Night! :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-4665773851529284449?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/4665773851529284449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=4665773851529284449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/4665773851529284449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/4665773851529284449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/08/slightly-better-day.html' title='slightly better day :)'/><author><name>ESTY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WHxzGGFH9IQ/Tle7xjzvEgI/AAAAAAAAEWo/8t9WtObhucU/s72-c/305320_10150264237090677_681095676_7988735_3112837_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029779.post-1964586451618711228</id><published>2011-08-25T22:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T22:58:56.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a family thing.</title><content type='html'>Please bear with me for this post.&lt;br /&gt;I need to rant, feeling quite upset :'(&lt;br /&gt;and by supporting my friend's FM online,&lt;br /&gt;who usually plays Chinese songs... it's not making things better.haha!&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. btw if you all are interested, you can visit&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://kinxfm.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://kinxfm.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free advertisement for them. haha :)&lt;br /&gt;11pm my friend's going on air. haha. okay. it's more of a chinese fm. haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sigh.. at first it was just the lingering effect of the drama.&lt;br /&gt;Then when I got home, mum nagged a lot, about the expenses (not mine in particular.just the&lt;br /&gt;whole family) I don't spend a lot :( Except for school &amp;amp; tuition (in school)&lt;br /&gt;(maybe the electricity like aircon?I really dont like sweating :( )&lt;br /&gt;anyway, then my dad asked where my tuition money went to,&lt;br /&gt;cause usually whatever amount of money we earn, 50% go to him.&lt;br /&gt;(except for full time job, like my sis. it'll be proportioned properly)&lt;br /&gt;Not that he spends it, but he makes us save it, + some cover family expenses(sis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I didn't answer, but my sis was quick to butt in as usual,&lt;br /&gt;with her 'oh i'm so much smarter than you' tone =.-&lt;br /&gt;(okay la, she is smarter. lols! but it's still annoying. Her way of thinking is v.diff from mine.)&lt;br /&gt;an example, if she gives ppl advice, she thinks she can use whatever tone,&lt;br /&gt;no matter how they feel about it, she thinks she's not 'gaining' from it,&lt;br /&gt;and she's helping the person, so she doesn't care. She makes 'certain' sense.&lt;br /&gt;Logically sound. but I care more about feelings.We're total opposites.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to get along sometimes. I'm not saying her being like that is bad,&lt;br /&gt;and I'm good, cause both our characteristics has pros and cons.&lt;br /&gt;She won't easily be affected by people's words, she gets things done cause she doesn't go&lt;br /&gt;by her feelings. Not a bad thing right? lols. Just that it can be quite hurting. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;So it depends which is more important to her, my feelings, or whether she gets her point across =.-&lt;br /&gt;Seems like it's the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said "yeah, spent on buying clothes to keep in her wardrobe..and..."&lt;br /&gt;and all the&amp;nbsp;sarcastic&amp;nbsp;remarks lah. Seriously, it's not true.I have cleared quite an amount what :(&lt;br /&gt;It's not like I enjoy doing badly, it's usual when you first start out.&lt;br /&gt;And I consider it quite okay, but it's probably cause she can't stand seeing her room in a mess,&lt;br /&gt;it's NOT by the way. I pack them. but she's some super neat freak, not a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm NOT. I like to be organized, but i cut myself some slack here and there.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;Then my dad sounded upset, but he can be another one.&lt;br /&gt;Very hurtful with his words :'(&lt;br /&gt;Worse is, I love him more than my sister. I can ignore my sis, but hearing my dad say that...&lt;br /&gt;I hope my sis (who is next to me, doesn't hear me crying now)&lt;br /&gt;sigh. It's not like I enjoy disappointing my dad right?&lt;br /&gt;I wish he'd watch what he say.. I don't even know if he's just trying to provoke me into studying,&lt;br /&gt;or he really feels that way about me :'(&lt;br /&gt;Moments like this, make me wish I was just a tad smarter, but I can't bring myself&lt;br /&gt;to believe that it's all that matters in this world.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is how my mum feels whenever I say hurtful stuff to her.&lt;br /&gt;It's different :( I don't talk about how she'll turn out in the future,&lt;br /&gt;I don't criticize her abilities, but honestly, let me be fair,&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite rude to her, my close friends know. This is something I feel extremely guilty about,&lt;br /&gt;and have been unable to find an answer for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I love her? I do right? do I ? define love =.-&lt;br /&gt;I do want to make her happy, by buying her stuff, but why don't I have that emotions attached&lt;br /&gt;to her? Like how I have to my father? I know if anything happens to my mum,&lt;br /&gt;of course I'd be upset, but I just don't know why I don't hanker for her attention.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm taking her for granted... since she's always been there.&lt;br /&gt;Always doing things for us, for me. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just me.. always wanting my dad's approval.&lt;br /&gt;Is it that important? lols. no right. stupid. if I didn't want it, or if I don't want his acceptance,&lt;br /&gt;then I probably wouldn't get so upset right? I wish I could just turn cold...&lt;br /&gt;technically I can.. but yeah, i figured I can never bring myself to do that.&lt;br /&gt;I will be even more unhappy I think? Idk.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but feel so useless at times like these.&lt;br /&gt;trust me they don't happen as often. Just recently. or a build up?&lt;br /&gt;idk.. why? can I just close up and ignore everything?&lt;br /&gt;Is this normal? is this the middle child syndrome?&lt;br /&gt;IDK!!!!! T_T&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's cause it's the time of the month, im more sensitive. LOL&lt;br /&gt;idk lah. pft pft pft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on the verge of exploding, and I went on fb chat, and on skype.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I wishing that I'd be able to talk to someone.&lt;br /&gt;I'm probably thinking too much.sigh.. thankfully my blog's alive,&lt;br /&gt;at least I can depend on my blog =.- how 'pathethic'.&lt;br /&gt;But it's better than troubling other people. My eyes are aching T_T&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to sleep early after preparing some work for tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully my kor suddenly talked to me on fb chat ^^&lt;br /&gt;I could rant out a little, with a bit more detail compared to this blog.&lt;br /&gt;How I know who will go complain to my sister =.-&lt;br /&gt;Go lor, go. I'm used to it already. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L reminded me, "at the end of the day, no parent is perfect and we're all sinners.&lt;br /&gt;But we can learn to love because God has shown us what true love is..." etc.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's true uh. I'm glad she reminded me.&lt;br /&gt;And cassy's so silly. she said I can tell her face to face if I prefer to,&lt;br /&gt;and I was like "noo, I don't want, I'll cry. haha"&lt;br /&gt;Then her reply made me laugh ^^&lt;br /&gt;"Not like you never drown me before".LOL.&lt;br /&gt;That's true.. I think she's the only friend(and josh/black- i dont meet them much anymore),&lt;br /&gt;(other than my family)&lt;br /&gt;that have heard me wail/cry like some loser. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;boy did I lose so much water. I probably lost like 5 kg :D&lt;br /&gt;Trust me to joke when I'm upset ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the next time I'd cry like really those, can't control my breathing kind,&lt;br /&gt;is when Steph leaves. I'm already crying whenever I think about it :(&lt;br /&gt;No use, I should learn not to get emotionally attached to people.&lt;br /&gt;They all leave anyways..honestly, nothing on this Earth will lasts forever.&lt;br /&gt;but if you want to really enjoy whatever you have, you must get emotionally attached lor.&lt;br /&gt;If not how to 'feel' happy. lols.&lt;br /&gt;And unless you know what's the feeling of happiness/blissfulness, how do you know&lt;br /&gt;what being upset feels like? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. my eyes are aching, poor baby.&lt;br /&gt;I have so much things to do T_T&lt;br /&gt;I want to fly away..but i dont feel safe other than sg. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;It's so easy to just throw in the towel, let other people do it, I don't have to.&lt;br /&gt;sigh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, enough emo talk =.-&lt;br /&gt;sorry you guys had to hear this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretend you saw nothing ~ doesn't make any difference.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just sharing with you how I really feel.&lt;br /&gt;Of course with much more details missing.&lt;br /&gt;My family's not terrible really, it's just me. . .&lt;br /&gt;Dad has been working really hard to support us, and trying to instill in us values at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;See! he's quite good, like I said. It's just me, me and my subconscious need&lt;br /&gt;of earning his praises, (I seriously don't care when other ppl praise me, I actually don't like it,&lt;br /&gt;cause I'd feel all awkward and squirmy. hahah)&lt;br /&gt;to want his attention, (did i mention, special treatment? not just normal attention&lt;br /&gt;like that he gives to my other siblings.)&lt;br /&gt;When I was young, I know he treated me better.. now no more :(&lt;br /&gt;You can say I'm still a kid, childish, whatever. after all, I'm a girl.&lt;br /&gt;There is this need to feel accepted, some view being accepted by society as more important,&lt;br /&gt;others their friends,it varies uh.. For me, it's my dad.&lt;br /&gt;guys can come and go, my dad's here forever (until he dies physically but I pray not any time soon,&lt;br /&gt;or in the neat future)&lt;br /&gt;But what he has been saying these years is just.. taking it's toll on me.&lt;br /&gt;Every time I want to just throw in the towel, and do things my way,&lt;br /&gt;I see his tired old face, and I'm overwhelmed with guilt and feelings. can't stand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay whatever.&lt;br /&gt;I packed my make up stuff, and some blogshop stuff,&lt;br /&gt;hope it's 'neater'. sigh. Im going to sleep. Shall prepare tuition stuff tmr morning.&lt;br /&gt;Eyes are aching T_T&lt;br /&gt;I think I might be falling sick too, throat hurts.&lt;br /&gt;night ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-1964586451618711228?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/1964586451618711228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=1964586451618711228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/1964586451618711228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/1964586451618711228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-family-thing.html' title='It&apos;s a family thing.'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-4009599043690216189</id><published>2011-08-25T13:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T13:41:57.745+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'>Breath...</title><content type='html'>I think I'm going to explode...&lt;br /&gt;I need to take deep breaths, and get myself an organizer.&lt;br /&gt;Just too many things to do :(&lt;br /&gt;I will probably blog about my next reading tonight, after I come back from tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm rushing my piano homework.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like it when I have so many pages to do T_T&lt;br /&gt;It's interesting, but tiring! Mentally.&lt;br /&gt;Tmr will be a crazy day, I hope I can take it...&lt;br /&gt;I hope I won't be late. eg. Piano ends at 6pm, tuition at 6:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my mood's a little be ruined today, it started late last night.&lt;br /&gt;I watched korean drama till 2am :/&lt;br /&gt;It was a VERY DEPRESSING SHOW T_T&lt;br /&gt;I kept crying T_T Even cried to sleep. so silly okay.&lt;br /&gt;stop laughing behind your computer screen ^^&lt;br /&gt;The drama is called "cinderella Step sister". . . no it's not the usual, romance comedy&lt;br /&gt;that I usually watch. lols. Usually I wouldn't watch it, but I don't know what made me do so.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I wanted to find out what the plot was like?&lt;br /&gt;But let me tell you, if you don't like depressing shows don't watch it.&lt;br /&gt;It's SOOOO DEPRESSING. barely did I laugh out loud as I usually do.&lt;br /&gt;I was sobbing away. LOL. no exaggeration. just tearing up. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me be a spoiler and tell you why.&lt;br /&gt;If you want to watch the show, don't continue reading down. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girl A is poor,her mother's so... scheming, hypocritical, of course she wants to provide for her&lt;br /&gt;family, but her means are just, terrible. The girl can't stand her mum,&lt;br /&gt;thinks hell is even more endurable, (biblical&amp;nbsp;I'd disagree with that)&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, when they finally meet this rich guy, whose wife died of cancer, has a daughter - girl B -,&lt;br /&gt;and owns a wine factory/company, they become richer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in a gist, the part I cried was when,&lt;br /&gt;this old guy, suddenly dies, after hearing a conversation of his most trusted employee&lt;br /&gt;(the guy who likes the girl A, and she likes him too, but she doesn't show it.she's the super&lt;br /&gt;act tough on the outside kind of girl, doens't want to show her vulnerability, due to her brought up)&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, the guy didn't 'betray' the old man, but there was some miscommunication.&lt;br /&gt;When the old guy died, (it's really sad, cause throughout the show, you see him&lt;br /&gt;trying to make Girl A feel at home, a sense of belonging, since girl B keeps clinging to the mother)&lt;br /&gt;so he's a really REALLY sweet father. but not those mushy mushy kind of sweet okay.&lt;br /&gt;The big teddy bear kind of sweet. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it kind of reminded me of my dad. so I started crying :'(&lt;br /&gt;not that my dad keeps trying to give me a sense of belonging. lols.&lt;br /&gt;not that similarity. but just the whole father figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I felt so emo, cause the girl v.sad ! But she didn't show it, and girl B keeps scolding her,&lt;br /&gt;but girl B is like the spoilt little girl. (not v.young, shops like crazy, doesn't study etc)&lt;br /&gt;and worse, girl B likes the guy, and when the guy left 8 yrs ago , he left a letter for girl A,&lt;br /&gt;but girl B secretly didn't pass to girl A, so girl A thinks the guy ditched her.&lt;br /&gt;she's really upset, but she keeps quiet, and so when the guy returns, she treats him cold.&lt;br /&gt;but of course the guy can tell she still likes him. and he still likes her a lot. so sweet,&lt;br /&gt;but both of them are so stubborn =.-&lt;br /&gt;So annoying. okay anyway, so when the guy died, like two episodes later,&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.my dad caught me watching drama at 2am. HAHA :x&lt;br /&gt;So I had to switch it off :p&lt;br /&gt;and go to sleep.... then you know, usually the emotions attached to the show still lingers..&lt;br /&gt;so I was like thinking, if my dad pass away, cause of idk what reason,&lt;br /&gt;I'd probably feel like dying. so I kept praying !!!!! He can't die :( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;and I was thinking, "I wonder how other people handle it, approach it, heal from it."&lt;br /&gt;(losing somebody close)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand the thought of it even. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;so yes, I'm still feeling so emo :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay whatever, I've posted out the mail, in about 2 hours, I'd be leaving the house!&lt;br /&gt;I had better complete my theory hw ;)&lt;br /&gt;byeeee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-4009599043690216189?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/4009599043690216189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=4009599043690216189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/4009599043690216189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/4009599043690216189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/08/breath.html' title='Breath...'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-6081148289577775471</id><published>2011-08-24T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T12:04:10.902+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>Right OR Wrong?!</title><content type='html'>Previously, I blogged about my first reading of this book titled&lt;br /&gt;"Right From Wrong". you can read about it here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/08/right-or-wrong.html"&gt;http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/08/right-or-wrong.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I shall continue from chapter 3 :)&lt;br /&gt;(I need to cover 4 chapters today! Let's see if I can do it) :)&lt;br /&gt;jyjy! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll blog which parts I think are good to think about, and which parts&lt;br /&gt;I myself want to particularly remember.They are just parts of the chapters,&lt;br /&gt;but in order of which I read first :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God is the glue that holds everything together; He is the clue that solves the puzzle;&lt;br /&gt;He is the infinite that defines the finite; He is the absolute that makes sense of it all.&lt;br /&gt;As Francis Schaeffer said "If there is no absolute moral standard, then one cannot say in a final&lt;br /&gt;sense that anything is right or wrong. By absolute we mean that which applies, that which provides&lt;br /&gt;a final or ultimate standard. There must be an absolute if there are to be moral, and there must be&lt;br /&gt;an absolute if there are to be real values.&lt;i&gt; If there is no absolute beyond man's ideas, then there&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;is no final appeal to judge between individuals and groups whose moral judgments conflict.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;We are merely left with conflicting opinions&lt;/i&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"C.S Lweis wrote, Whenever you find a man who says he does not believe in a real Right and Wrong,&lt;br /&gt;you will find the same man going back on this a moment later. He may break his promise to you,&lt;br /&gt;but if you try breaking one to him he will be complaining "It's not fair"...It seems then,&lt;br /&gt;we are forced to believe in a real Right and Wrong. People may sometimes be mistaken about them,&lt;br /&gt;just as people sometimes get their sums wrong; but they are not a matter of mere taste and opinion any&lt;br /&gt;more than the multiplication table."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&amp;gt; The above paragraph is in relation to how people claim&lt;br /&gt;"This is your opinion, not mine." but then when it comes to (eg) someone stealing their shoes,&lt;br /&gt;she/he would feel wronged. "She/he would not argue that the thief is entitled to his opinion&lt;br /&gt;of right and wrong; she would appeal to an objective sense of justice because&lt;br /&gt;she would claim that she had suffered an injustice."&lt;br /&gt;But if the quote "this is your opinion, not mine, so it doesn't apply to me" holds true,&lt;br /&gt;the thief can jolly well say "I think it's right for me to steal". So he gets away with it???????&lt;br /&gt;Point being, there has to be an absolute right and wrong, no thin line in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now, suppose you and I had a dispute about a length of wood I had cut for you.&lt;br /&gt;I measured it and told you it was one meter long; you measured it with your own meterstick&lt;br /&gt;and pronounced that it was less than one meter. How could we determine who was right?&lt;br /&gt;We could appeal to the standard; there exists an objective and universal standard in Sevres, France.&lt;br /&gt;To determine the validity of our individual measurements, we need to only refer to the original.&lt;br /&gt;As we must do when measuring meters, &lt;b&gt;we must also do in discerning right from wrong;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;to determine moral truth, we must first ask, How does it compare to the original?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first step in this process then, is to test truth against the original. Webster defines truth,&lt;br /&gt;in part, as "fidelity to an original or standard." &lt;b&gt;The question is, of course,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;what - or who - is the original?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(okay I stopped at page 80)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unbearable cramps. Shall blog tmr! :(&lt;br /&gt;byeee I hope it doesnt act up in class T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-6081148289577775471?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/6081148289577775471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=6081148289577775471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/6081148289577775471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/6081148289577775471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/08/right-or-wrong_24.html' title='Right OR Wrong?!'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-7303402655735219948</id><published>2011-08-24T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T10:39:54.108+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>1st Day at 'School'.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Okay! I didn't get to take photos in class on the first day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;cause there's really nothing to take photo of. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As usual, the first day is always the, get to know names,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;rules of the school, admin stuff,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;then going through the basic concepts of what brushes are called what!&lt;br /&gt;and what they do. and I still haven't remembered them,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but I guess I will over time cause the trainer will probably keep on repeating it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;heh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So I took this photo at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I wanted to use my sister's pro camera, ugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But she didn't allow me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I could have used my brother's but.. it's too 'mafan'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so I just used my sister's iphone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Still better than my lousy E63 Nokia camera. lols.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So this is the make up box.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Honestly, I think it looks a little ugly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and maybe scary?&lt;br /&gt;If I go on the MRT,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the guard would surely want to check it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;thinking it's something suspicious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Don't you think it looks suspicious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's a BLACK BIG BOX.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ctPxGtGCkd0/TlPAtzsLigI/AAAAAAAAEWE/opQvhgRenL0/s1600/IMG_0372.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ctPxGtGCkd0/TlPAtzsLigI/AAAAAAAAEWE/opQvhgRenL0/s320/IMG_0372.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So upon opening it, it only goes one direction,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The weight will be on the bigger side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;see below! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wma1a3t7-Cs/TlPAwTckiRI/AAAAAAAAEWI/-eYoRmWheO4/s1600/IMG_0374.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wma1a3t7-Cs/TlPAwTckiRI/AAAAAAAAEWI/-eYoRmWheO4/s320/IMG_0374.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The last two sections,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I placed my cleanser, toner etc, which we needed to bring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The second last section I placed the eye liner, mascara,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;foundation, lipstick palette.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JSDVRcS10ms/TlPAyV69wNI/AAAAAAAAEWM/OmjGybflHQo/s1600/IMG_0375.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JSDVRcS10ms/TlPAyV69wNI/AAAAAAAAEWM/OmjGybflHQo/s320/IMG_0375.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then below are my brushes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Wah! so many.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, if you noticed, I placed it on a tissue box.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NT9o3iLi510/TlPA0VlaA4I/AAAAAAAAEWQ/DySfgSaNDP0/s1600/IMG_0377.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NT9o3iLi510/TlPA0VlaA4I/AAAAAAAAEWQ/DySfgSaNDP0/s320/IMG_0377.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cause I went to wash it!&lt;br /&gt;Just rinse with warm water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then I didn't want to place it in my toilet to dry, so&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I placed it in my living room :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Today will be going for the second lesson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The only reason why I'm not looking forward to it, is because...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;it's the time of the month T_T&lt;br /&gt;I want to die......&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Guy readers, you can just pretend not to see this. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's the woes of girls. lols.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sigh. I'm already heavy a headache :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I want to whine....... lols.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Photos below from Steph's mini surprise party :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uQ7sV-zncoo/TlRicLoGB9I/AAAAAAAAEWY/ekUKVkkFiXM/s1600/IMG_0120.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uQ7sV-zncoo/TlRicLoGB9I/AAAAAAAAEWY/ekUKVkkFiXM/s320/IMG_0120.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Playing balderdash!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GAVpH9cIttE/TlRigGSMiGI/AAAAAAAAEWc/LuvgrG00Du4/s1600/IMG_0164.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GAVpH9cIttE/TlRigGSMiGI/AAAAAAAAEWc/LuvgrG00Du4/s320/IMG_0164.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Goodbye viv!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She has returned to canada :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ks5bkzT3Lxw/TlRikIXWKuI/AAAAAAAAEWg/zh7G1xE9vAI/s1600/IMG_0169.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ks5bkzT3Lxw/TlRikIXWKuI/AAAAAAAAEWg/zh7G1xE9vAI/s320/IMG_0169.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, crazy Steph and I, were just having fun with the camera ^^&lt;br /&gt;Super unglam. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VWdIv8wDFLc/TlRilor7G_I/AAAAAAAAEWk/2Lt8FnkTV-Y/s1600/IMG_0107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VWdIv8wDFLc/TlRilor7G_I/AAAAAAAAEWk/2Lt8FnkTV-Y/s320/IMG_0107.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And here's a annoying picture,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;that joel took of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If you see on the table,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we werep laying saboteur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Of course I wasn't giving that expression,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I was about to change expression :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;lols.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eqlGyqS_K84/TlRiaeBECrI/AAAAAAAAEWU/zVOJBHsgU0Q/s1600/IMG_0111.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eqlGyqS_K84/TlRiaeBECrI/AAAAAAAAEWU/zVOJBHsgU0Q/s320/IMG_0111.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But I guess you can say, that's the face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am going to give you,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;if you annoy me. heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;okay ! :)&lt;br /&gt;I shall have to go do more readings! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next post, will be about the book :)&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT OR WRONG?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm hungry :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-7303402655735219948?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/7303402655735219948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=7303402655735219948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/7303402655735219948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/7303402655735219948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/08/1st-day-at-school.html' title='1st Day at &apos;School&apos;.'/><author><name>ESTY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ctPxGtGCkd0/TlPAtzsLigI/AAAAAAAAEWE/opQvhgRenL0/s72-c/IMG_0372.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029779.post-5357880761080407274</id><published>2011-08-23T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T23:43:43.219+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>With love</title><content type='html'>Hey Readers!&lt;br /&gt;I have photos! But I will blog about them tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Because it's quite late, and I am quite busy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here's something from my email.&lt;br /&gt;And i'm sharing it , because it's so APT! :)&lt;br /&gt;I love how everything is perfect in God's timing.&lt;br /&gt;In line with this make up course that I'm doing.&lt;br /&gt;So girls do take a look, it may be what you're looking for :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With lots of love from me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 17px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; width: 638px;"&gt;&lt;tbody style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;tr style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;td style="line-height: 17px; vertical-align: top;" width="99%"&gt;&lt;h1 style="color: black; font-size: 21px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 6px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.holleygerth.com/heart-to-heart-with-holley/" style="color: #888888; cursor: pointer; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 22px; line-height: 28px; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank" title="(http://www.holleygerth.com/heart-to-heart-with-holley/)"&gt;Heart to Heart with Holley: Loved&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="line-height: 27px;" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fusion.google.com/add?source=atgs&amp;amp;feedurl=http://feeds.feedburner.com/dayspring/aSfH" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer; line-height: 27px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://gmodules.com/ig/images/plus_google.gif" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-style: initial; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; border-width: initial; line-height: 27px; padding-top: 6px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="line-height: 17px;" width="1%"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr style="border-bottom-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; line-height: 17px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;table id="ecxitemcontentlist" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;tbody style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;tr style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;td style="line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/dayspring/aSfH/~3/tIb6xZHcNfw/loved.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=email" name="1" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 18px; line-height: 23px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;Loved&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;Posted:&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;22 Aug 2011 06:45 AM PDT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;&lt;span class="ecxfull-image-float-right ecxssNonEditable" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ingodsheart.com/" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer; line-height: 17px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.holleygerth.com/storage/21Doreen%20Grace.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1314044437905" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-style: initial; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; border-width: initial; line-height: 17px; width: 175px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not wearing any make-up. My hair is a mess. The early morning sunlight streams through the kitchen window and he looks up over his coffee to say,&amp;nbsp;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; line-height: 17px;"&gt;"Hey, beautiful."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;I will never understand this. How love can look past the immediate and see in one glance not just what's right in front it but the essence of a person. Yes, he sees me standing in the doorway but somehow he also still sees the girl standing at the altar in a white dress too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;Solomon said,&amp;nbsp;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; line-height: 17px;"&gt;"Love covers a multitude of sins."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;My husband can see past the tangled hair, the sleepy eyes, the ragged shirt because of love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; line-height: 17px;"&gt;And he's not the only one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;God sees us that way too. We stand in front of Him with our messy lives, our bare souls and we are certain that there isn't any beauty to behold.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;Then He catches us by surprise, looks our way and says,&amp;nbsp;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; line-height: 17px;"&gt;"Hey, beautiful."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;Yes, husband or not,&amp;nbsp;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; line-height: 17px;"&gt;you are loved that way too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;Loved by the God who flung the stars into space, who called your name before you ever came into being, who pursues you relentlessly and passionately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;"As women, we are experts at earning the affections of friends, lovers, children and our families. Coming face-to-face with a God who loves us unconditionally sets us off balance....It's scary to believe in God's unconditional love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; line-height: 17px;"&gt;What if it's not true?&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then the deepest desire of every little girl and every grown woman can never be a reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;We watch Cinderella and hope for our own version of living happily ever after. But life disappoints us, and God is our last chance to be fully, deeply loved. So we do everything possible to please Him because even though we've endured many rejections, His would be unbearable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;But God is whispering the words to our hearts we long to hear if only we can dare to believe them:&amp;nbsp;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; line-height: 17px;"&gt;'You are loved--deeply, truly, always.'&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;"--&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Gods-Heart-For-You-ebook/dp/B00547O2WQ/ref=tmm_kin_title_0?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;m=AG56TWVU5XWC2&amp;amp;qid=1314044055&amp;amp;sr=1-1" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer; line-height: 17px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;God's Heart for You: Embracing Your True Worth as a Woman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;No matter how it may feel, you are seen through eyes of love. You are chosen, wanted, cherished right now and forever after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;No make-up. Messy hair. Messy life too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;It's all made beautiful by the One who loves you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; line-height: 17px;"&gt;What's a time in your life when you felt God's love?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of the email :)&lt;br /&gt;you can go click on their links :)&lt;br /&gt;Subscribe to them :) And receive awesome encouragements and reminders :)&lt;br /&gt;Keeps your life in check ^^&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO GO DO MY QUIET TIME! or I owe L a can of MILO!&lt;br /&gt;That's one new way of motivating each other, and holding each other accountable.&lt;br /&gt;cause we're both lazy people who need to change. hahah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight! :)&lt;br /&gt;Look forward to lots of photos tomorrow!!!&lt;br /&gt;Over dued ones, and recent ones :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm also currently going to take on this 'mini' task, of designing the layout&lt;br /&gt;for an online radio station ;)&lt;br /&gt;I will blog about it after I am done with it!!!!!! So look out for it ! :)&lt;br /&gt;I hope I 'pass' :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-5357880761080407274?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/5357880761080407274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=5357880761080407274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/5357880761080407274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/5357880761080407274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/08/with-love.html' title='With love'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-8905829270861732391</id><published>2011-08-22T14:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T14:22:52.797+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>Right OR Wrong?!</title><content type='html'>In moments like this, I'm glad I feel bad saying no to people.&lt;br /&gt;I just started reading Wl's book, and I'm enjoying it. Why?&lt;br /&gt;Because me, in my imperfection, and laziness to improve my English, cannot better express&lt;br /&gt;my views about society which sometimes makes me feel like I'm choking.&lt;br /&gt;So this book, (I just started) has started off on the right foot.&lt;br /&gt;It's exactly what I feel and think about society. It cries the same cry as I do.&lt;br /&gt;So I'd be 'copying' their explanations here :)&lt;br /&gt;Not all, but parts which are important, not a lot of the explanation, just statements,&lt;br /&gt;facts. basically a mix :)&lt;br /&gt;I hope it helps some of you understand that life right now, isn't at it's best.&lt;br /&gt;But it's deteriorating.&lt;br /&gt;"and even more so, as you see the day drawing near..." &amp;nbsp;(a Bible verse of one of the months. heh I forgot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When things were better:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"At one time, our society, by and large, explained the universe, humanity, and the purpose of life&lt;br /&gt;frm the Judeo-Christian tradition: A belief that truth existed, and everyone could know and&lt;br /&gt;understand it. A clear understanding of what was right and wrong gave soceity a moral standard by which to measure crime and punishment, business ethics, community values,&lt;br /&gt;character and social conduct....It provided a cohesive model that promoted the healthy development of the&lt;br /&gt;family, united communities, and encouraged responsibility and moral behaviour."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That has changed drastically, however. Our children are being raised in a&amp;nbsp;society&amp;nbsp;that has largely rejected the notions of truth and morality, a society that has somewhere lost the ability to decide what is true and what is right. Truth has become a matter of taste; morality has been replaced by individual preference.&lt;br /&gt;Today's youth are being raised in a culture that reflects....the creed that 'if it feels good, do it.'&lt;br /&gt;Our children seldom hear the words "Right" and "wrong"... instead they are bombarded with thousands&lt;br /&gt;of hours of sounds and images that glamorize immorality and mock biblical values."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If a counselor tells teens that what is right, or wrong is completely their decision,&lt;br /&gt;that counselor is conveying a philosophy that denies the existence of ultimate standards of truth&lt;br /&gt;and morality."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This view has been expressed to me over and over, by parents and young people alike,&lt;br /&gt;who refer to a certain behaviour, and say, 'I feel it's wrong - for me - but people have to decide for&lt;br /&gt;themselves whether it's wrong for them; &lt;i&gt;I can't push my beliefs on others&lt;/i&gt;.'&lt;i&gt; There is much to be said&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;for respecting others' views&lt;/i&gt;, of course. But our society has so emphasized personal choice&lt;br /&gt;and tolerance that practically an entire generation of young people have rejected an absolute standard&lt;br /&gt;for right and wrong."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Our youths are confused about Truth"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"....'Just because it's wrong for you doesn't mean it's wrong for me.' Their idea of the distinction&lt;br /&gt;between right and wrong is fluid, something that is subject to change, something that is relative&lt;br /&gt;and personal - not constant and universal..... Our kids are confused about what&lt;br /&gt;truth is and who defines it; they are uncertain about what truths are absolute and what makes&lt;br /&gt;them absolute. Consequently, they are making conditional decisions, choosing what seems to be the best&lt;br /&gt;alternative at the time, without reference to any fundamental set of precepts or underlying principles to&lt;br /&gt;guide their behaviour."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"An absolute truth ... is objective, universal, and constant."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If our children are going to learn how to determine right from wrong, they must know what truths&lt;br /&gt;are absolute and why. They need to know what standards of behavior are&lt;b&gt; right for all people,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;for all times, for all places&lt;/b&gt;. They need to know who determines truth - and why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some statistics :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The study indicates that when our youth do not accept an objective standard of truth they become:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36 percent more likely to lie to you as a parent!&lt;br /&gt;48 percent more likely to cheat on an exam!&lt;br /&gt;74 percent more likely to watch MTV!&lt;br /&gt;2 times more likely to try to physically hurt someone!&lt;br /&gt;2 times more likely to watch a pornographic film!&lt;br /&gt;2 times more likely to get drunk!&lt;br /&gt;2 and a quarter times more likely to steal!&lt;br /&gt;3 times more likely to use illegal drugs!&lt;br /&gt;6 times more likely to attempt suicide!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your child fails to embrace truth as an objective standard that governs their life, the study&lt;br /&gt;shows it will make them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65 percent more likely to mistrust people!&lt;br /&gt;2 times more likely to be disappointed!&lt;br /&gt;2 times more likely to be lacking purpose!&lt;br /&gt;2 times more likely to be resentful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The reason, then, that youth who do not accept objective truth are more likely to lie, cheat, or get drunk,&lt;br /&gt;is that they are seeing their choices through faulty lenses; they have embraced a world view about truth that&lt;br /&gt;blinds them to the difference between right and wrong, the difference between the counterfeits and the real thing. Many of our churched youth today believe lying to a parent can be justified, cheating can help&lt;br /&gt;them get ahead, or stealing can help even the score. But you say, "Can't they see how wrong they&lt;br /&gt;are or how much pain they cause?" No, more of them can't, because from their point of view everything is&lt;br /&gt;negotiable. If the circumstances warrant it, they think their actions &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt; justified.&lt;br /&gt;They are thinking and living from a different perspective, a perspective that keeps right and wrong&lt;br /&gt;fluid and changing. But this way of thinking actually &lt;b&gt;fools them into&amp;nbsp;believing&amp;nbsp;wrong choices&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;are 'right' ones. Consequently, they accept the&amp;nbsp;counterfeits&amp;nbsp;and think they are getting the real thing." &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;lt;- SEE! That's exactly what I've been saying!!!! When you THINK you are right, even when you're wrong.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sin is packaged very appealingly in our culture, and it carries a promise of immediate satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;Right choices, on the other hand, often require postponing immediate satisfaction for better long-term&lt;br /&gt;benefits. Truth has a tough time competing with counterfeits for this reason. But a counterfeit is still a&lt;br /&gt;counterfeit - a substitute for the original. And far too many of our youth are suffering the consequences of&lt;br /&gt;choosing harmful substitutes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Our kids don't want 'a few fleeting moments' or the lonely thrills they get from a 'false love'.&lt;br /&gt;They want the real thing. Without solid convictions about truth, however, our children will buy&lt;br /&gt;the counterfeits almost every time. It's like a downward spiral. When they reject truth as an objective standard, their view of life becomes distorted. When their view becomes distorted, they easily accept&lt;br /&gt;the counterfeits. When they accept the counterfeits, they begin to make wrong choices.&lt;br /&gt;When they make wrong choices, they suffer the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;The choice is, quite literally, truth or consequences."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are no easy answers, but there is hope. I believe there is hope. But it won't be easy.&lt;br /&gt;We live in an imperfect world and non of us are perfect parents, pastors, teachers, or youth workers.&lt;br /&gt;Even youth from the best of families and the best of churches make tragic mistakes. Ultimately,&lt;br /&gt;each of our children will make their own decision regarding truth.&lt;br /&gt;But while there are no easy answers, &lt;b&gt;there are still answers. Throughout this book,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we will explore a practical way to identify what truths are absolute. .... We will apply the truth to&lt;br /&gt;eight crucial areas: Chastity, honesty, marriage and family, love, justice, mercy, respect, and self-control.&lt;br /&gt;As you see the truth applied to those values, you will be equipped to apply it to many more in&lt;br /&gt;your own life and in the lives of your youth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In the chapters to come, we will introduce three fictitious families... more fact than fiction, because&lt;br /&gt;their situations and responses are based on reality. They are composites of the many letters and counseling sessions we have had with young people, their parents, pastors, and youth workers.&lt;br /&gt;The pages that follow provide some tough medicine - but I believe it is medicine that will bring healing,&lt;br /&gt;renewal, and a rebirth of biblical values among us and our young people."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You and I may not be able to turn this perverse culture around, but we can turn our Christian youth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and families and church around - one at a time."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONE! :) I've finished the first two chapters today :)&lt;br /&gt;I will blog about the next two chapters tomorrow. Each day I have to complete 2 or more chapters.&lt;br /&gt;More to be safe on busy days. So that I can complete it by TWO weeks.&lt;br /&gt;After which I will have to do a book review :)&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to blog it out while reading. It helps motivate me to write about it.&lt;br /&gt;Cause sometimes after reading, I have the memory span of a goldfish :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I bold a phrase, or make it bigger etc, it's to bring attention to it.&lt;br /&gt;Not that you shouldn't be reading the other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;It may seem quite long winded, but trust me, it's good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'll go prepare to leave the house :)&lt;br /&gt;It's going to rain~ nooo. Byeee! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book details:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Right from Wrong" by Josh Mcdowell and Bob Hostetler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-8905829270861732391?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/8905829270861732391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=8905829270861732391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/8905829270861732391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/8905829270861732391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/08/right-or-wrong.html' title='Right OR Wrong?!'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-7346490535183784467</id><published>2011-08-22T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T12:33:22.703+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='woman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>In God's Heart You Are...Strong</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;(not written by me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/dayspring/aSfH/~3/hOazXJNy8kc/in-gods-heart-you-arestrong.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=email" name="1" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 23px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;In God's Heart You Are...Strong&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;Posted:&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;19 Aug 2011 06:24 AM PDT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;{subscribers&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.holleygerth.com/heart-to-heart-with-holley/2011/8/19/in-gods-heart-you-arestrong.html" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer; line-height: 17px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;if you can't see the video}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;Women sometimes joke about feeling as if we need to be like Wonder Woman in our daily lives. We often juggle a career, kids, marriage, friendships, and church activities. We start the day exhausted and end it the same way. Yet we push ahead, feeling sure we too are called to be superheroines who save the world. We pay the price with our bodies, hearts, and minds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;Many of us also harbor a secret—one we share with only a few people. Despite our Herculean efforts, our endless giving, and our selfless devotion…&lt;em style="font-style: italic; line-height: 17px;"&gt;they never feel like enough.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;There is always another load of laundry to do, another hurting heart to comfort, another Bible study to attend. We silently wonder, “If this is the abundant life, why am I so&amp;nbsp;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; line-height: 17px;"&gt;tired&lt;/em&gt;?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;I’ll admit that I’ve often struggled with this question. As a type A, motivated, goal-oriented woman, I can wear myself out in a hurry. Wonder Woman and I are a bit different. She knows her mission, and that’s all she does. She also knows both her powers and her limitations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;I, on the other hand, look at Philippians 4:13 and say, “I can do everything…so that’s what I’d better do.” But I’m learning that God never calls me to do it all. My mission isn’t to save the world; Jesus has already done that. My mission also isn’t to be like my neighbors or the women I admire in my Bible study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;In&lt;em style="font-style: italic; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The Path: Creating Your Mission Statement for Work and Life&lt;/em&gt;, author Laurie Beth Jones says, “You are either living your mission or you are living someone else’s.” The world tells us we need to do it all; Jesus reminds us that we’re called to fulfill a unique purpose. We can recognize our God-given strengths and respect our limitations. And when we do, the power we have through Christ exceeds anything we can imagine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;In the kingdom of God, we’re all Wonder Women.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Life is hard sometimes—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;crazy, mixed-up, messed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;And there you are in the middle of it all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;just doing your thing…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;being strong and brave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;and beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;like it’s no big deal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;But let me tell you, girl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Not everyone can do what you can do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Not everyone can handle things the way you can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;And while you wonder sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;if you’re doing okay…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;the rest of us are just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;watching in wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;–excerpt from&amp;nbsp;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; line-height: 17px;"&gt;God’s Heart for You: Embracing Your True Worth as a Woman&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;{available as a&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.ingodsheart.com/" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer; line-height: 17px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;book&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;or&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Gods-Heart-For-You-ebook/dp/B00547O2WQ/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1313341441&amp;amp;sr=8-2" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer; line-height: 17px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;ebook&lt;/a&gt;.}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;* Read more on the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.incourage.me/category/bloom" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer; line-height: 17px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;Bloom (in)courage page&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; stop by facebook to see the latest&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/InGodsHeart" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer; line-height: 17px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;"In God's Heart I Am..." photos&lt;/a&gt;! So amazing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em;"&gt;Thanks so much for being here this week.&lt;em style="font-style: italic; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;“In God’s Heart I Am…?”&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;will continue! Every Tuesday on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.holleygerth.com/" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer; line-height: 17px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;Heart to Heart with Holley&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;we’ll talk about a different word. You can write a post on your blog about that word and link it up. And look for more giveaways when you do! Next week’s word:&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Loved.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-7346490535183784467?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/7346490535183784467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=7346490535183784467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/7346490535183784467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/7346490535183784467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/08/in-gods-heart-you-arestrong.html' title='In God&apos;s Heart You Are...Strong'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-6706548770799983698</id><published>2011-08-22T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T12:24:21.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Morning!</title><content type='html'>Since in the previous PREvious post, I did blog abit about the sermon this morning,&lt;br /&gt;it kind of felt like a burden taken off my heart. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;So I don't feel like blogging about it. teehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sad though.. I'm 'broke'. hahaha. okay, just tahan one more week, and my pay&lt;br /&gt;for the month of august will come! WEE~&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, while talking to Almo downstairs ytd, we came upon the topic of relationships.&lt;br /&gt;gags. Hearing him express his views echoed my understanding/hypothesis of how guys(not all)&lt;br /&gt;viewed certain things. and then I kind of came to the conclusion. sadly, but understandably.&lt;br /&gt;He want ranting like "you girls ah, it's precisely with that mentality that you all have...."&lt;br /&gt;then I was like trying to defend my gender.haahah.&amp;nbsp;"no! it's you GUYS lor. " hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, sadly he doesn't play squash anymore, but frisbee, ugh.&lt;br /&gt;nobody to play squash with me that's fun. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Cause nat injured his finger :(&lt;br /&gt;Btw, when I said I miss nat, it's like, miss as in, miss the childhood times okay. hahah&lt;br /&gt;where we three will play squash, and then talk etc. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have to go down church today to&amp;nbsp;do labour work. haha. photocopy, staple etc for vbs.&lt;br /&gt;I'm like the 'free' one now I suppose. so I'll be going next week.&lt;br /&gt;I've actually got a lot of things to do,&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a major procrastinator + last minute scrap through kind :/&lt;br /&gt;Bad habit. Actually it depends, if I'm excited, then I'd get it all done real early.haha.&lt;br /&gt;or if i want to be less stressed I'd quickly get big stuff done and feel so accomplished :p&lt;br /&gt;As though I conquered the world. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First lesson later! Excited much. ^^&lt;br /&gt;My dad keeps saying I'm wasting his money, I gotta prove him wrong,&lt;br /&gt;though it'd be easy and a little nice, to prove him right, to make him upset cause he's&lt;br /&gt;so mean :( &amp;nbsp;Always saying such hurtful stuff.&lt;br /&gt;A part of me wants to push the blame to him, a part of me knows it's not right,&lt;br /&gt;and even if he's mean, I should still do my best in whatever I have chosen to do.&lt;br /&gt;And also cause, sigh, I she bu de (can't bear to) see him upset anymore :(&lt;br /&gt;sian. If only my heart was a little harder, I wouldn't have to care :/&lt;br /&gt;It'll be easier no doubt, but that'll be mean uh, and God wouldn't want me doing that.&lt;br /&gt;3 hours of lesson only. I can do it! :)&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to get some photos ^^&lt;br /&gt;Using cassy's iphone. haha. When my sis said she'd 'sell' me her iphone,&lt;br /&gt;she's not earning any profits btw, she meant like, at the end of the yr. pft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! I gotta accompany Cassy to get a notebook,&lt;br /&gt;I already got my pink one! I'm soo gonna decorate it after today's lesson if it's&lt;br /&gt;note worthy. Meaning, if that notebook is of suitable size for everything I'm going to be learning.&lt;br /&gt;then I will design it, if not, I will get another book. haha&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll have to post out the parcels today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WL gave me a book to read, "Knowing right from wrong"&lt;br /&gt;Gave me a deadline of 2 weeks.. gags. I better start reading..cause I still have to prep for VBS.&lt;br /&gt;I have to know all the actions perfectly so that I wouldn't waste time trying to remember.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I'm feeling exhausted, which then brings me to my next post,&lt;br /&gt;which I just read on my email :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the songs I loved ytd, had this lyrics, which I felt is something I want to really mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"In every victory, let it be said of me,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;my source of strength, my source of hope,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;is Christ alone."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-6706548770799983698?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/6706548770799983698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=6706548770799983698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/6706548770799983698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/6706548770799983698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/08/good-morning.html' title='Good Morning!'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-5090024257297965200</id><published>2011-08-21T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T20:42:25.499+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TZ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cars'/><title type='text'>I don't think I'll grow up...</title><content type='html'>After today, I kind of question my identity...haha kidding.&lt;br /&gt;I had fun at West coast park with the TZ people,&lt;br /&gt;who mind you, are of the age 13-16... and I'm 19. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;Not a bad thing, but I'm surprised I still enjoy all those 'rides'.&lt;br /&gt;Like, the mini 'flying fox' where you run and jump on the seat.&lt;br /&gt;The first time I did it, I fell. GG. hahaha. but no, didn't hurt myself.&lt;br /&gt;I was competing with my brother. LOL. cut me some slack,&lt;br /&gt;I haven't gone crazy in some time, jumping from place to place. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the second time I did it! But I didn't get as far as my brother.&lt;br /&gt;I got stuck halfway, and I called out for Alys to push/pull me. hahah&lt;br /&gt;Fail. I'm fat. HAHA especially up the mini ramp. hahah so I got off.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not quite a fan of sand though. haha. Then the next one was this,&lt;br /&gt;dragon back seat. which is like, the humps of a camel. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;So people can sit on different parts of it.&lt;br /&gt;Seems normal, until you get a strong person, to stand at one end, to keep pushing and lifting&lt;br /&gt;the seat, so it'll form like the WAVE-effect. you know :)&lt;br /&gt;And it's FUN! Like, I feel like I'm on some wild horse. HAHAH :x&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw my brother play this 'turning thing'.&lt;br /&gt;Where you hold on to it, and tall people RUN in circles while holding on to it.&lt;br /&gt;and it spins! So you 'FLY'. hehe. So fun.&lt;br /&gt;So I had to first test if I could reach it! B-A-R-E-L-Y...&lt;br /&gt;But it's 'good' in some sense, cause when I spin, I don't really have to lift my leg that much.hahah&lt;br /&gt;But I have no idea how people can hold their grip for SO LONG!&lt;br /&gt;I'm always the first one out :( Sweaty palms? :( :( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;But nonetheless, I had PURE FUN :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I decided to go :)&lt;br /&gt;Didn't regret it one bit :) Sadly no pictures. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah! I kept laughing today ^^&lt;br /&gt;It feels good ok :)&lt;br /&gt;Then took gor's car back, to drop evelyn off at Church,&lt;br /&gt;then he sent me and my bro back home. He's so sacrificial ^^&lt;br /&gt;I was quite tired, and I fell asleep in the car. Gags. he said I snored. liar. I don't snore.&lt;br /&gt;hahah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got some photos from this morning, where I was helping my mum to write&lt;br /&gt;the bible phrases/verse on the white board for toddlers. (not photos of this)&lt;br /&gt;but one of the play corners required a mini road track for toy cars to move about.&lt;br /&gt;So I had tape, and I started doing up a cute track, with car parks okay!&lt;br /&gt;^^ And the aunties were all so pleased :p&lt;br /&gt;Cause they are so tired that they don't have the time, energy to think how to make it&lt;br /&gt;creative. then again, I didn't have to think a lot, cause if it's something&lt;br /&gt;I like to do, I'd naturally have fun doing it. I kind of felt like I was in my own world.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to explain that feeling. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the lousy quality, but it still looks good okay! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x83fBMBu8Qk/TlD8eiA7SLI/AAAAAAAAEVQ/gmEyjnl1oY8/s1600/21082011%2528002%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x83fBMBu8Qk/TlD8eiA7SLI/AAAAAAAAEVQ/gmEyjnl1oY8/s400/21082011%2528002%2529.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Road blockage!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p8Pw-PFqxEE/TlD8gnVhs7I/AAAAAAAAEVY/Kyd5xBe5fB8/s1600/21082011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p8Pw-PFqxEE/TlD8gnVhs7I/AAAAAAAAEVY/Kyd5xBe5fB8/s320/21082011.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Over all pic. mum said I couldn't go too near the wall,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;yet I was confined to that small area. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J2bT6TBVcuY/TlD8hgQYWhI/AAAAAAAAEVc/CCaoZp9XotM/s1600/21082011%2528001%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J2bT6TBVcuY/TlD8hgQYWhI/AAAAAAAAEVc/CCaoZp9XotM/s320/21082011%2528001%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I even numbered my parking lots okay :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dx8N1Ly6tG4/TlD8fsSFhVI/AAAAAAAAEVU/o8kuyJH9N9Y/s1600/21082011%2528003%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dx8N1Ly6tG4/TlD8fsSFhVI/AAAAAAAAEVU/o8kuyJH9N9Y/s320/21082011%2528003%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty right :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Okay! I'm going out!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Meet supplier, then meet Almo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He's a lazy bum, don't wanna acc me to meet my supplier :(&lt;br /&gt;Make me carry stuff by myself. haha kidding :)&lt;br /&gt;I miss nat :(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Three of us so have to meet for dinner again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's going to happen :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Byee! :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-5090024257297965200?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/5090024257297965200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=5090024257297965200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/5090024257297965200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/5090024257297965200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-dont-think-ill-grow-up.html' title='I don&apos;t think I&apos;ll grow up...'/><author><name>ESTY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x83fBMBu8Qk/TlD8eiA7SLI/AAAAAAAAEVQ/gmEyjnl1oY8/s72-c/21082011%2528002%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029779.post-3303865408585083048</id><published>2011-08-21T18:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T18:38:03.507+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Steph'/><title type='text'>Surprised Steph?! :)</title><content type='html'>OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;So I have to update you guys on Steph's mini 'surprise' party on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Cause Alison asked me, and I didn't want to miss out much details,&lt;br /&gt;and also cause I had lots of fun, so I'd want to blog about it :D&lt;br /&gt;(pictures will be uploaded when steph sends them to me :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the plan was to go to L's place with Steph from choir,&lt;br /&gt;but Steph didn't come choir in the end, so thankfully she didn't reach too late,&lt;br /&gt;she reached at 5pm and I told the rest to meet at 5:30pm.&lt;br /&gt;So the timing was good :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then me and L had such a great time laughing in the car (Steph wasn't around)&lt;br /&gt;on the way to L's place, cause we were thinking of ways to make it more of a surprise,&lt;br /&gt;and the ideas that came out were rather silly, and we went hysterical :/&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully the glasses didn't break.&lt;br /&gt;so we settled on this one... to let her think we have a surprise for her,&lt;br /&gt;waiting in L's room, then 'surprise' her, by not having a surprise! :p&lt;br /&gt;So as we were walking in, me and L would give each other glances,&lt;br /&gt;then I'd cough just before entering the room, and true enough, Steph felt something was up.&lt;br /&gt;but when we entered we acted like normal, but she said&lt;br /&gt;"what are you doing??" in the questioning tone. Or at least something along those lines.LOL&lt;br /&gt;Then we said "huh? what thing???" haha.&lt;br /&gt;Mind me, me and L are like the worst liars.&lt;br /&gt;When we're guilty, it's like.. gags. our faces tell you smth's up. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we also planned in the car, to keep talking to steph so she won't want to&lt;br /&gt;leave the room, while (end up only joel and viv came for the surprise, mich turned up later, but&lt;br /&gt;it's okay! she had worship prac) haha.&lt;br /&gt;So while they were preparing, me and L had to get Steph's attention,&lt;br /&gt;so.. I had to be the&amp;nbsp;sacrificial&amp;nbsp;lamb, cause L's attached right, so can't really excite Steph anymore,&lt;br /&gt;unless she talks about a break up :x which she didn't!!! :p&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH. Then I had to... 'lie'? I already confessed. haha.&lt;br /&gt;It's more of a half truth half lie, still a lie :x but for a good cause? still a lie :(&lt;br /&gt;hahah. I confessed after that anyway, had to make sure she didn't think what I said was true!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she's so annoying, she said "I want to believe it's true" =.-&lt;br /&gt;okay whatever. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;back to the surprise.&lt;br /&gt;So as we were talking, uncle KL came in, and set up a secret video camera,&lt;br /&gt;me and L knew about it la. But then after he left, I think I/we forgot...&lt;br /&gt;I hope it didn't capture anything bad!!!!!! :p&lt;br /&gt;Like.. me smacking Steph, etc. LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, I think I was hitting my tummy fats :(&lt;br /&gt;UNGLAM. whatever. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That isn't as important... I hope we didn't say anything ... come on,&lt;br /&gt;we were all girls.. okay nvm. hahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;I will know if L tells me :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I forgot to have my phone next to me,&lt;br /&gt;then Uncle KL texted and said they were out, and candles were ready,&lt;br /&gt;but when I read it, it was like abit late? (Candles had were left with like 8cm?) HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, so Leanne went to open the curtains,&lt;br /&gt;our acting quite bad. I didn't know what to say, but then uncle Kl's suddenly popped up,&lt;br /&gt;and Steph did get a shock!&lt;br /&gt;cause he was just smiling at her. HAHA. And it did look a little awkward right. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;If you know him, you'll laugh, cause he's quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;Then joel popped up with the cake, then vivian, it wasn't like together :( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;But it's okay! she was pleased somewhat :D&lt;br /&gt;But could tell she was more pleased when they specially prepared food that she liked! :)&lt;br /&gt;Cause me and L guessed two dishes. haha.&lt;br /&gt;But she said she had a lot of fav dishes so.. oh well :p&lt;br /&gt;Not going to tell you her fav dish! BLEH! Go find it out urself.&lt;br /&gt;But I can tell you MINE! :p&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after we surprised her, we didn't cut the cake (left it for after dinner)&lt;br /&gt;we went to the living room to play Saboteur! :)&lt;br /&gt;Cool game, though I kind of like the planting beans game more :D&lt;br /&gt;But it was really funny, cause like how we didn't know who was in whose team..&lt;br /&gt;Actually only me and L ended up being the laughing stock :(&lt;br /&gt;2 rounds: &lt;br /&gt;First, I was clueless about who was in my team,&lt;br /&gt;so I blocked everyone, just to be safe.HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;Then the second time, I forgot I was a saboteur, and kept helping them to build&lt;br /&gt;the pathway to the gold.&lt;br /&gt;Until the end, when joel opened up the gold card.....&lt;br /&gt;and EVERYONE WENT ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"YAYY!!!!!!".... then sudden awkward.and then confusion.hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WAIT!? We're all MINERS? Who's the saboteur".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they all said "I'm a miner."&lt;br /&gt;I also said "I'm a miner too.... right? eh..... wait...... die... I forgot...."&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Cause cards are taken at random, so either one or two people will be the saboteurs. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;EPIC okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then L's funny moment, was when,&lt;br /&gt;she and Joel kept blocking each other, and...&lt;br /&gt;end up, THEY WERE BOTH SABOTEURS! who couldn't damage our roads&lt;br /&gt;cause they were blocked. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;They just kept throwing blocking cards to each other.&lt;br /&gt;One out of fun, the other out of revenge. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;After the miners won (which was the rest of us: me, viv, steph)&lt;br /&gt;they both were like "what!? WE're in the SAME TEAM! arghhh"&lt;br /&gt;hahahah. EPIC FAIL :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then mich came over :D&lt;br /&gt;yay! I'm so glad I'm seeing her more now!&lt;br /&gt;My hope and prayer is that Mel will come back to Church :(&lt;br /&gt;We had loads of childhood memories and laughter together!&lt;br /&gt;(that's not the main reason la! come on, it's her faith that we're all concerned about)&lt;br /&gt;But guilty cause, on one hand, we don't wanna seem annoying,&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, we want her back. so end up stuck.&lt;br /&gt;Lousy excuse I know.&lt;br /&gt;I hope none of us fall away/back slide :(&lt;br /&gt;I hope I myself won't ever fall away. Stupid world. So scheming, and full of trickery.&lt;br /&gt;One word: Sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a way of ruining the mood of this blog post :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, we had a good time of fellowship over dinner too :)&lt;br /&gt;and then we had the cake :)&lt;br /&gt;And we played Balderdash :)&lt;br /&gt;One of the games that mich also played when we were in one Sky Camp together :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that around 9:30pm, Steph's dad came, and sent up all to the MRT,&lt;br /&gt;and so on the way back, (three girls stayed in the west)&lt;br /&gt;we were talking, and it's nice uh :)&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to describe it :)&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'm biased, but it's a fact. When you're with Christians,&lt;br /&gt;(if you're a christian) then the kind of principles you all have are similar,&lt;br /&gt;so the way you look and understand things are similar, so there are moments where you go&lt;br /&gt;"ya you know you know." and the other person understands.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, understanding of each other also counts uh. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shouldn't mean we only hang out with Christians.(just in case some people&lt;br /&gt;were QUICK to jump to conclusions)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next post will be about today's sermon.&lt;br /&gt;I really liked it, cause it's exactly how I feel about living in today's society.&lt;br /&gt;Like how it's comfortable etc, until you 'rock the boat' by holding on to your faith.&lt;br /&gt;And then people in this world start to call you 'narrow minded', 'intolerable' etc.&lt;br /&gt;which is completely stupid because in that way, THEY are not being tolerable to us.&lt;br /&gt;There's no such thing as fairness in this world.&lt;br /&gt;Just like how you can't step on two boats at the same time without giving more&lt;br /&gt;attention to one boat, or you fall off.&lt;br /&gt;(worse is, if you're on one boat, but you THINK/BELIEVE you're on the other boat)&lt;br /&gt;That possibility scares me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! :)&lt;br /&gt;Will update on different things in other posts ^^&lt;br /&gt;That's for now :)&lt;br /&gt;Byee!&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I just spend $176 on back orders!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the support customers of YOS! (if you actually read this)&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-3303865408585083048?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/3303865408585083048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=3303865408585083048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/3303865408585083048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/3303865408585083048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/08/surprise-steph.html' title='Surprised Steph?! :)'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-7182635547942684034</id><published>2011-08-19T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T21:41:05.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A reminder.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;Today it was quite rushed, I learned a thing or two about the dslr camera.haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;But I also learned that the model HAS to wear proper make up, and thicker than usual!&lt;br /&gt;Or it wouldn't look good even if my camera is sharp.haha. yeah :)&lt;br /&gt;Got caught in the light drizzle, thankfully my area wasn't drizzling :)&lt;br /&gt;rushed for piano lesson, yikes! October is round the corner, I can't seem to remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;what I've learned. Once a week lesson works only if daily I'm (constrained to be) doing my work!&lt;br /&gt;(Revising!) Sorry, that "daily I'm constrained to be" is from a song/verse I think,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;the moment I said "daily I'm.." then those three words came out. hahahah ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;Nothing much to blog, just that the post below was written before the post above,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;I was just reflecting :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;I opened my email, and read today's verse. Quite straight forward isn't it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;Then again, 'life' in this term isn't physical life. It's spiritual life.&lt;br /&gt;The Bible has so clearly stated this fact, it's a wonder why some people don't want to believe it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;Or maybe they haven't read it. Or.. they simply don't believe it.sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="border-left-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: initial; color: #2a2a2a; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;tr style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" style="line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="" border="0" bordercolor="" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;tbody style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;tr style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;td style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#ffffff" border="0" bordercolor="" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;tbody style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;tr style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal;"&gt;1 John 5:12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;"&gt;Whoever has the Son has life; whoever does not have the Son of God does not have life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Sometimes when I see people living a life full of just self indulgence, I have mixed feelings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;mixed thoughts. Don't they ever consider what this physical life is all about?&lt;br /&gt;It can't be just us, living, being happy, then dying right?&lt;br /&gt;It's pointless then. There has to be something after death. If not, why do we even have a mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;that is able to search for a greater meaning to life? the only answer I can think of is that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;God created our minds in such a way that subconsciously/consciously, we know that there is&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;a God, a creator. But it doesn't just end there.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I won't go and give a sermon. But I agree(someone once told me) that we have to keep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;preaching the gospel to ourselves even.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Keep looking back to the gospel and you will have answers to almost everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every problem goes back to one reason. Every hope directs to one source&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;If we keep living our lives in denial, (that being, we don't even know what we're living for,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;so we ASSUME it's for ourselves) at the end of the journey,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;when you face judgment, when you face God, there's no saying sorry anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;It'll be too late.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 17px;"&gt;That is also a good reminder for myself. Some examples of what I have to keep reminding myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 17px;"&gt;When I first started this blogshop, I know it will not be to earn lots of money, SO THAT&lt;br /&gt;I can get rich and buy branded goods etc.Because to the world, = rich = good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Rich is a good thing, but it is not a necessity, and it shouldn't direct our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Though laziness is definitely a bad thing :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;So I've decided to do something different for my blogshop.&lt;br /&gt;Will be announcing it at SHOPMAX (playmax) on 9th and 10th September,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;if things goes well, and then it'll be updated on our website for all to see :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;A verse to serve as a reminder for everyone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal;"&gt;2 Corinthians 7:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;"&gt;Therefore, since we have these promises, dear friends, let us purify ourselves from everything that contaminates body and spirit, perfecting holiness&lt;i&gt; out of reverence for God.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;Goodnight! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-7182635547942684034?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/7182635547942684034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=7182635547942684034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/7182635547942684034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/7182635547942684034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/08/reminder.html' title='A reminder.'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-4283287539367262394</id><published>2011-08-19T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T13:14:19.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick update.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so happy! Even though I designed the new display pic/logo for my blogshop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a few days ago, uploading it, and using it officially makes me so excited! HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guess it's cause I hope people will like it too! Cause I really do! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So let me show it to you here alright :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XUexJ4CnGn8/Tk3vOg3TqYI/AAAAAAAAEU4/-pqmeol6iCE/s1600/YOS+trade+mark.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="141" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XUexJ4CnGn8/Tk3vOg3TqYI/AAAAAAAAEU4/-pqmeol6iCE/s320/YOS+trade+mark.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty? :) Actually the 'O' in 'Stop', was supposed to be just white.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It'll look slightly more professional I guess,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but I felt it was a little boring. So I decided to add a touch of love!&lt;br /&gt;Since that's also my way of treating people. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So it somewhat represents, 'your only stop with love' ^^&lt;br /&gt;The designs I choose, are chosen because I think people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;will look pretty in them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Different girls have different looks (duh!)&lt;br /&gt;So different apparels will suit them, the cutting, colour, material etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So I try to have a mix.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighties! I need to go for a photoshoot with Apparelize.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Aww! my cute cousin is talking to me on facebook!&lt;br /&gt;He's like.. k2! gags! k2 and he knows how to communicate so well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He's quite matured. and very cute! He has sweet dimples&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and baby fats. hahahah simply adorable! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;ah! die. I've got so much things to do :(&lt;br /&gt;Stress. I should stop procrastinating. kthxbye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-4283287539367262394?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/4283287539367262394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=4283287539367262394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/4283287539367262394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/4283287539367262394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/08/quick-update_19.html' title='Quick update.'/><author><name>ESTY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XUexJ4CnGn8/Tk3vOg3TqYI/AAAAAAAAEU4/-pqmeol6iCE/s72-c/YOS+trade+mark.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029779.post-6764295316391389959</id><published>2011-08-19T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T00:22:31.665+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='make up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Photos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay! Steph has sent me the photos, so I shall upload them for you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To show you how awesome Seafood Tom Yam is! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beware, unglam shots. haha but it doesn't matter that much to me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First and foremost, my nail colour! :) Pretty? Quite simple colour.. I think. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PmxPfDEQNOo/Tk0x5qXCgII/AAAAAAAAEUQ/Yo9Z90l2yQU/s1600/IMG_0010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PmxPfDEQNOo/Tk0x5qXCgII/AAAAAAAAEUQ/Yo9Z90l2yQU/s320/IMG_0010.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Steph's colour! It's not similar!&lt;br /&gt;Here's is like maroon-ish colour like I mentioned previously.haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RcAGV_NRwKs/Tk0yGp5AWuI/AAAAAAAAEUU/HsoqnKsil34/s1600/IMG_0012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RcAGV_NRwKs/Tk0yGp5AWuI/AAAAAAAAEUU/HsoqnKsil34/s320/IMG_0012.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Prettyyy isn't she? ;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's going to UK.. sobs! Nvm, find a good, godly, loving, hot, ang moh boyfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And dabao him back to Singapore. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't want her to migrate there :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, you can't really see her face, but she's pretty!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While sitting at starbucks, and angmoh lady came up to her, and asked her if&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she's a uni student etc, and if she'd like to work with abercrombie as a new face/model kind of thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WOW. See la, people tall + got figure = wanted. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So not all skinny stick girls are nice! And that's not the standard that girls should aim for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So STOP starving yourself, and START enjoying good food ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sJ6w8Lol0-c/Tk0yOQ9WrwI/AAAAAAAAEUY/l67wRxLBo9k/s1600/IMG_0013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sJ6w8Lol0-c/Tk0yOQ9WrwI/AAAAAAAAEUY/l67wRxLBo9k/s320/IMG_0013.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was what she ordered. not too bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I tried and it wasn't oily ;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We don't squeeze the lime. haha My mum always tells me to squeeze it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She says it tastes good, but I don't like it on my food.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It ruins the taste :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VY8fwJMlvrk/Tk0yaVb00KI/AAAAAAAAEUc/5DgXCtwhDCY/s1600/IMG_0018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VY8fwJMlvrk/Tk0yaVb00KI/AAAAAAAAEUc/5DgXCtwhDCY/s320/IMG_0018.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;.best food you have ever tasted...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;.im exaggerating, but it's so sinful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Presenting to you....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;SEAFOOD TOM YAM NOODLE SOUP!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1FPeTtcSXUw/Tk0yiPOkEeI/AAAAAAAAEUg/lc5BC7CK4p8/s1600/IMG_0019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1FPeTtcSXUw/Tk0yiPOkEeI/AAAAAAAAEUg/lc5BC7CK4p8/s320/IMG_0019.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Looks spicy eh! With all that weird ingredients!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I helped to cook Tomyam at a friend's place once. And her mum told me all the spices name,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the ingredients used, but... I don't have a good memory. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I didn't remember ANY :x Fail.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Initially I didn't want to eat it, cause it's noodles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not a fan of noodles. More of a fan of rice ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That explains why I'm fat. but no fair! My sister's like.. gah super skinny,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and she loves rice. Blame it on the genes. She barely exercises okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe it's the meat, since I'm also a meat lover :/&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;too much information for one blog post :p hahah.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, take a good look at the two photos below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NO, don't observe my face...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What else do you notice? hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qQ5KVB6neLI/Tk0ysZC3lcI/AAAAAAAAEUk/utcK3Ox7zck/s1600/IMG_0020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qQ5KVB6neLI/Tk0ysZC3lcI/AAAAAAAAEUk/utcK3Ox7zck/s320/IMG_0020.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AZmEjDepeSg/Tk0yyAM5RkI/AAAAAAAAEUo/wX0tK1jQoYU/s1600/IMG_0021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AZmEjDepeSg/Tk0yyAM5RkI/AAAAAAAAEUo/wX0tK1jQoYU/s320/IMG_0021.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can't figure it out?&lt;br /&gt;Besides that face that my face changed etc, so boring stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;notice how &amp;nbsp;like..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;almost HALF of the soup's gone?!&lt;br /&gt;Usually people take the noodles, and the other EDIBLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;stuff inside right? I'm like drinking and enjoying the soup. hiak hiak! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That probably explains this unglam picture :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0XVbAU2rK8s/Tk0xynO_58I/AAAAAAAAEUM/PMhzkKMyptU/s1600/IMG_0022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0XVbAU2rK8s/Tk0xynO_58I/AAAAAAAAEUM/PMhzkKMyptU/s320/IMG_0022.JPG" width="179" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;See my lips? SO RED :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So puffed up, if puff is the word. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All that spicy-ness. oh boy! SHIOK! :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What I can't stand about this soup,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;is all the weird ingredients, that kind of looks like skinny sticks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's not edible, or at least I don't dare to eat it. hahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I agree that they are&amp;nbsp;necessary&amp;nbsp;for the taste/flavour,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but can't they don't include it in the servings. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My panda eyes are ugly by the way. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I want an iphone, #wishlist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;or an ipad with 3G and a camera.hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So anyway, did you notice my eye brows :D&lt;br /&gt;Plucked them. Silly me told Lean..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"I shaved them." LOL&lt;br /&gt;and they all started laughing out loud until I realized I made a silly mistake =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;haha, anyway at least I look like I've got eyebrows now. heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So ugly right that photo, ugh, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But nevermind, more photos to come!&lt;br /&gt;Definitely since I'd be taking up the course in make up ;)&lt;br /&gt;I intended to create a blog specially to share my experiences,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and what I've learned there with you readers,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so you can learn a thing or to.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So you don't actually have to pay 3.7 THOUSAND...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;haha kidding, I'm not just going to learn about personal make up. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Speaking of which, I was speaking to a friend on fb today,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;catching up etc, and he's in poly doing film stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And so was sharing about what I was up to,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(the usual exchanges between people who havent spoken to each other for some time)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and he mentioned a few things, like, he introducing fleas to me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(blogshop) and I could help him after I've learned make up,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;with all his mini shoots, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These are just some small things that will help me in terms of experience,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;+ practice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ok!&lt;br /&gt;Will update more on that another time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Goodnight! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-6764295316391389959?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/6764295316391389959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=6764295316391389959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/6764295316391389959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/6764295316391389959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/08/photos.html' title='Photos!'/><author><name>ESTY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PmxPfDEQNOo/Tk0x5qXCgII/AAAAAAAAEUQ/Yo9Z90l2yQU/s72-c/IMG_0010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029779.post-239350142169807028</id><published>2011-08-18T01:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T02:03:53.889+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nails'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haircut'/><title type='text'>Every 17th of the month, I will......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;PAMPER MYSELF :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does that sound? :p Kidding. I doubt I'd be that free every 17th.&lt;br /&gt;but I could try? hahah. Every girl needs some 'pamper me' time/day :)&lt;br /&gt;A few photos are with Steph cause she brought along her new camera!&lt;br /&gt;That's the one I want :( Where you can flip the screen so you can see yourself :p&lt;br /&gt;So much easier to take with friends ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's what happened to happen today! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Pamper Me #1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agreed to go with Cassy to cut my our hair, cause like I mentioned,&lt;br /&gt;recently my hairs been kind of psm`ing on me.&lt;br /&gt;So I decided that it needed some discipline, am I personifying my hair now?! HAHA :x&lt;br /&gt;So yeah! We cabbed down to the Salon, and this big guy,&lt;br /&gt;with bulging arm muscles and tattoos came to like help cut my hair.&lt;br /&gt;After knowing what I wanted to cut, (basically trim, layer, the usual, I'm so not adventurous)&lt;br /&gt;as what a hairstylist would do, is to comb through your hair,&lt;br /&gt;and they'd do the fiddling with it, twirling kind of thing?&lt;br /&gt;I kind of felt like, MY HAIR WAS GOING TO BE PULLED OUT! :'(&lt;br /&gt;Cause he's so strong, and my poor hair was weak~&lt;br /&gt;So I tried to move my head a little whenever he pulls it,&lt;br /&gt;I ended up looking a little silly. haha. and once he tugged it left, and I kind of moved a little&lt;br /&gt;more than usual, and he smiled and said sorry. so then I didn't think he looked that fierce anymore!&lt;br /&gt;See! A SMILE changes people's perspective of you.&lt;br /&gt;(Not that we should be judgmental in the first place. My bad.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he actually did cut it well, I could see the volume, and he wasn't like,&lt;br /&gt;giving my hair less than needed attention, like he didn't do a sloppy job! :)&lt;br /&gt;But then again, while washing my hair, I quickly told him&lt;br /&gt;"could you be more gentle with my hair? thank you ^^ " in a REALLY NICE VOICE okay!&lt;br /&gt;Like my sweet and gentle voice. hahaha :p&lt;br /&gt;and he laughed, and said yeah. whew~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he started blow drying my hair, and styling it, tying up loose ends. haha.&lt;br /&gt;The whole process of cutting, he was quite into my hair. (no, it's not cause it's MY hair,&lt;br /&gt;it's a hairstylist thing, where they treat every customer's hair like a prize item of theirs.)&lt;br /&gt;Or so I hope! So he curled it a little for me, like just a little, and the way he puffed up (a little)&lt;br /&gt;the back, and side of my hair, made me think that he was trying to make me look..&lt;br /&gt;korean-ish cute? =.- you know those hair styles? lols. like.. the ones I used to have in....&lt;br /&gt;erms, secondary sch? Not that i looked cute, hahahaha just the style. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But overall, he's a nice person, he did make me feel like he was taking pride in his work,&lt;br /&gt;so I felt safe in some sense. haha. Like my precious hair was in good hands. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Then he also used hair serum. Here's the silly thing, i thought he was going to use wax/gel&lt;br /&gt;to style my hair, so I said "no it's ok" then he was like "oh? you don't want serum?&lt;br /&gt;and I said "yeah don't want.." cause i didn't catch the "serum" word.&lt;br /&gt;Then the other hair stylist said "but Serum's good for your hair?" and I was like&lt;br /&gt;" huh? oh! It's serum?! haha ok I want. I thought wax or something.."&lt;br /&gt;and they all laughed at me :( boohoo. and then he said 'usually it's for boys."(wax/gel)&lt;br /&gt;LOL. of course &amp;nbsp;I know they are used by guys, but how do i know, HE uses it for guys only. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Pamper Me #2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, then after that...&lt;br /&gt;I went to the facial place, the one I used to go, but stopped cause I wanted to save money.&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to &lt;i&gt;pluck my eye brows&lt;/i&gt;. OUCH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Cause of the make up diploma right, we have to trim our eyebrows before that,&lt;br /&gt;so that when we want to draw, it'd look good, or it'll be in shape. haha.&lt;br /&gt;But then again, I haven't done so in such a long while.haha. so yeah :x&lt;br /&gt;Felt like ants biting my eyes. The face really is a very sensitive area.&lt;br /&gt;Had to keep pinching myself, (two hands clasped together)hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;And cassy was next to me talking to me, distracting me, always making me laugh. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;The lady could have plucked the wrong hair out. haha kidding.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the lady's really nice! She's SHORTER than ME! Plus point ;p kidding.&lt;br /&gt;Very friendly, and cheerful and sweet. Speaks more Chinese than English.&lt;br /&gt;And very reassuring :) that's the kind of customer service Singaporeans need to learn.&lt;br /&gt;How to reassure your customers subconsciously. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Pamper Me #3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After plucking my brows and shaping them, I took a bus down to town,&lt;br /&gt;to meet Steph at fareast! :)&lt;br /&gt;And.... we.... went.... to.......... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;get a manicure&lt;/span&gt;! :p&lt;br /&gt;Of course the simple painting one :p&lt;br /&gt;At the very popular place which I have no idea what it's called, but I know how to get there!&lt;br /&gt;My colours like, dusky pink? matt, and not loud.hahaha :)&lt;br /&gt;Quite satisfied with them. I wanted something bright, but I didn't dare risk it!&lt;br /&gt;It might not go with the color of my hand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I just realised, soemtimes I spell colours as colors. notice the diff?&lt;br /&gt;Can't blame me :( My early childhood was spent in two different types of schools.&lt;br /&gt;British, and American. It's the stage where I'm learning all these simple things, and&lt;br /&gt;so it still confuses me :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, Poor steph :( the first few colours she chose, all were OSS!&lt;br /&gt;So she settled with one, and at the end of Prayer Meeting, she said&lt;br /&gt;"I like the colour, I think it has grown onto me" haha :) Her colour is more maroon-ish :)&lt;br /&gt;So I had lots of fun with her today,&lt;br /&gt;or maybe I'm the only one laughing like crazy so I felt like it was fun :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I'm going to be soooo emo on that day, you have to understand :(&lt;br /&gt;then guess what?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Pamper Me #4!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to eat... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;TOM YAM NOODLES SOUP!&lt;/span&gt; (Seafood)&lt;br /&gt;At the NANA restaurant on the same level!&lt;br /&gt;It's REALLY GOOD. SPICY!!!!!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I LOVE SPICY FOOD&lt;/i&gt;! :D so if you do too! you have to try this.&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry girls, it's not like it's VERY spicy, cause I didn't have RED lips.&lt;br /&gt;but it was&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; SMACK-A-LICIOUS&lt;/span&gt; baby! Tasty! :p&lt;br /&gt;Hope they didn't have too much MSG inside :( Or my hair will be gone by tomorrow :p&lt;br /&gt;So yeah :p&lt;br /&gt;their pine apple rice is good too! For rice -lovers :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite excited! I'm on a MISSION! which I will share with you what it is soon :p&lt;br /&gt;Then there's the Collection7 launch tomorrow!! :)&lt;br /&gt;The Candy Striped Tank in a burst of colour is so popular! :)&lt;br /&gt;Great choice Esther! :) Great TASTE PEOPLE! hahahaha :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ahh, I'd actually be quite busy the next few days!!!!&lt;br /&gt;And I've finished my piano homework! yay !! :)&lt;br /&gt;Okay! I gotta wake up early :)&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight people! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-239350142169807028?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/239350142169807028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=239350142169807028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/239350142169807028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/239350142169807028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/08/every-17th-of-month-i-will.html' title='Every 17th of the month, I will......'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-810958176273561495</id><published>2011-08-16T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T10:53:35.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre order for toms.</title><content type='html'>I was busy setting the price for the pre order of TOMS yesterday,&lt;div&gt;stuck staring at my screen, then I had to google to find out how to tell the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;difference between a fake one and the authentic one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause even if a supplier tells you it's authentic,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how can you trust the person? s/he probably wants to earn money too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's the only thing I'm not fond of in the world of business.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where people can't just be honest :(&lt;br /&gt;So since I don't want to just take him for his word,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided to say that they are not authentic, so it's up to customers if they still want to purchase it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, after checking online, it seems that it's somewhat real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause there isn't the 'made in China' name on the label.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And though some people say real TOMS have three lines on their soles,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw a picture of a TOMS from their real facebook page,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and saw that it had TWO lines. So it's really hard to gauge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But yeah, even so, I don't want to risk losing the trust of my customers :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So if it turns out to be real, my customers gain, not me!&lt;br /&gt;Cause I priced it quite low already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'm supposed to meet a friend tonight, to discuss if I want to collaborate with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(blog shop)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But tonight is Dong Yi's LAST EPISODE on Channel U !!!&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to miss it!!!!! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, it was awkward seeing her and the king flirt last night. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the king's quite cute okayy.(features etc)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but too bad he's dressed in olden day clothing. hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway, since I'm free today (whole day)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd probably do some planning. Sigh, did I mention? I've got so many things coming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;up, (not yet, but very soon) that I had better start planning for,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or it'll catch up with me, and I'd feel so stressed out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In order of importance/due date.&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Church Wide outing table games (for lunch)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told Gor I can plan, but I don't want to carry it out on the stage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm seriously not a good public speaker =.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I don't intend to try to be one. If you've got it, you've got it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you can avoid it, avoid it. haha :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Sunday TZ outing, advisors have to share stuff.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something small, can be done today :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) VBS prep for songs and actions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are quite a number of new songs, however I will probably just pick like 2-3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since this year planning has started late, so.. yeah. I don't want to stress them out either!&lt;br /&gt;I already know who's on my team.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 sec4 boys, 1 army boy, 1 uni boy, 1 uni girl, 1 sec3 girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seems the only 'free' person, would be the sec 3 girl and myself. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Relatively freer la :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's a lot of prep. hmm okay. and Lm would be teaching this year T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's okay, they need more help there too, so .. I had better start preparing early.. like NOW :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm feeling hungry :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) TZ camp Prep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Need to push them to prepare their individual sections.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Need to guide them as well, since my stephy's leaving. sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I get a little sour over this, but I have to learn to stop being so dependent on people's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;existence. I must remember my goal, must be independent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just take care of your own life can already, cause I can't control other people's life right. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently I've had some crazy thought, okay maybe not crazy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but crazy if you link it with me. &amp;nbsp;I actually don't want to date, to get married etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now when I see guys and I think they are good looking, the next instance,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my mind's like thinking 'Chei, look nice only, there are so many people who look good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What makes this one different.' So that's one part settled, the 'being so crazy over good looks'.haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then there's the whole, being in love with being in love. Geddit? haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it's quite... lame. It's so cliche. In terms of the rollercoaster track,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the ups and downs. Not the memories, but the way things will go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like, first very happy, then will quarrel, then will get closer, then later you'd get too used to each&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;other, might take each other for granted, then there'll come a point, where one loves the other more,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then they will switch. ah. so.. TIME CONSUMING =.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I'm from Missouri. haha. You gotta convince me that it's worth it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;something worth looking forward to. but then why do I have to look forward to it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry readers, I'm like trying to reason things out to myself here. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I rather spend my time on myself, on things I'd love to do, want to achieve,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;want to try, and also not forgetting, energy channeled to my responsibilities. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They seem so much more.. fulfilling at this point. hahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have I matured? Or have I become skeptical. I really don't know, can't tell. haha :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to be able to earn my own money, to survive, not to live&amp;nbsp;luxuriously. (That would be a bonus!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But not what I chase after. It's all going to rot, and get burnt, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So why waste my time, feelings, efforts to attain all those, only to feel like I need more =.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Might as well cut it off from the beginning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I know, I've been talking about my lambo, and hot cars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do love them, when I say love, means I'd get excited when I see them, or squeal like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some small girl if I get to sit in them. But that's different from turning my life goal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to taking steps to reaching the status where I can own one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or that being the end point of my life. yeah :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'm actually far from materialistic :p Or so I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to gym tomorrow, then have lunch with my friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then meet cassy and go for a haircut! I need to cut my hair,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm like dropping a lot T_T&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, I feel so scared whenever I see my hair drop T_T&lt;br /&gt;I'm a girl for pete's sake, my hair is super important to me!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you're a girl, you'd know what I mean. If it's NOT important to you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dare you to go SHAVE it ALL OFF RIGHT NOW. hah. bleh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But not forgetting cancer patients, I guess, if I'm that situation,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wouldn't even be worrying about my hair :(&lt;br /&gt;They must be going through so much more pain.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So remembering them, I shouldn't be so spoilt :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay!&lt;br /&gt;Shall go buy my brunch, and help cassy too! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause it's on the way, since I need to post out a mail today :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Silly me, forgot to do it yesterday :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But receiving an email from one customer saying she received it safely,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(via normal postage) makes me happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause I'm always afraid via normal postage it might get lost :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then someone who already got their money,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd feel bad if they don't get anything right? I would suppose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a shrewd business man wouldn't care less. His responsibility was to post it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he did. The fault lies with the post office, but still ! Quite sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah, I always hope that people would opt for registered,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause not only will they worry about their parcel, I myself would worry. Aiyo! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay! I gotta go, :)&lt;br /&gt;Byeee ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-810958176273561495?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/810958176273561495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=810958176273561495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/810958176273561495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/810958176273561495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/08/pre-order-for-toms.html' title='Pre order for toms.'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-4364820492977641910</id><published>2011-08-14T21:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T21:48:10.873+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Standing on His promises.</title><content type='html'>Today Choir presented a song titled 'Every promise of His Word'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt it was good that Lm made us go through the lyrics on our own,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to really understand it, pray about it, mean it, and ask God to help us mean what&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we say, and to remember who we are singing to actually, not to the audience&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but as an offering to the Lord. This was also what was covered during the worship workshop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday. It did also deal with the 'then does skills matter?' The answer is yes la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause if our skills aren't there, we'd be distracting the congregation from being able&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to focus on God. Anything that steals our attention away from God, is displeasing/unacceptable worship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also was reminded that &lt;i&gt;worship doesn't begin and end when the music does&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Worship ought to be the entire being of our life. *self check*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another thing that is stuck in my memory currently, is how the speaker shared that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he went to a Church and the pastor said something along the lines of,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the song that was just played before worship started, would please the Holy Spirit&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so that the Holy Spirit would want to be among them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The speaker said it's wrong theology, and he was upset.(Because the pastor was his friend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and because of the wrong theology.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He emphasized that we don't determine whether the Holy Spirit comes or go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Holy Spirit is always among believers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know God doesn't see/judge us by how well we play music,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but He will be pleased if they practice hard, (not sacrificing other responsibilities)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but only so that the congregation can worship (and focus) on God alone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and not be distracted when someone accidentally plays an entirely off key bar etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or if the music&amp;nbsp;abruptly&amp;nbsp;stops. (that sorta glitch)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Not forgetting what I wanted to talk about with regards to the title-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some self reflection....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As I was reading through and understanding the lyrics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I noticed two things.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Firstly, we will time and time again sin, and we'd feel quite condemned,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like "sigh, again?! am I ever gonna get better at not sinning?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(in other words, just demoralizing yourself)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thoughts like "It seems so much easier &amp;nbsp;to turn away, cause then I won't feel so terrible about myself."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;may occur.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then secondly, I noticed that in the whole song, the only times those sentences occurred&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was TWICE. The rest were praises to God, and rather joyful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the whole tone of this whole song, isn't meant to be depressing,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but to be hopeful. So I was reminded that THAT is what we Christians have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I should stop focusing on the negative, and start living out this hope I have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm no perfect model, etc.But I pray that I will never give up in this faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So readers, (even strangers) if one day, I'm talking weirdly, (non&amp;nbsp;biblical)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;feel free, in fact please do, throw me a&lt;b&gt; virtual &lt;/b&gt;slap. Emphasis on the virtual. heh ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I may be too self absorbed that I don't even realize it :(&lt;br /&gt;That's how scary (if you look at it this way) or how&amp;nbsp;intriguing we humans are.(if you look at it another way)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay! enough self reflection for today :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today for lunch I ate at Crystal Jade (the one with the xiao long bao!)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with my awesome god-brother!!! at Great World City.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember eating there with my family/relatives once.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are the photos! Of what I tasted today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had xiao long bao, I really like the soup inside!&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how they make it. haha. It's soo good!!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's the noodles + pork. I personally don't like the noodle taste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's quality is good, like no&amp;nbsp;artificial flavoring, (at least it doesn't taste like it has)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause they make the noodles from scratch. But I guess I'm one that prefers taste :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so basically just give me lots of sauce and I'd say I give it a 'pass' grade. (in terms of taste,haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So if you're like health conscious, or really go for quality (to that extend) then you can try that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pIoiVrrr4uk/TkfFdqoR8LI/AAAAAAAAEQw/C3wflwN5j3E/s1600/photo+%25283%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pIoiVrrr4uk/TkfFdqoR8LI/AAAAAAAAEQw/C3wflwN5j3E/s400/photo+%25283%2529.JPG" width="390" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pork's tasty, even without sauce :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It comes along with the noodles.haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ib-oUnNloIM/TkfFcemdrJI/AAAAAAAAEQs/5naRoykuRTo/s1600/photo+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ib-oUnNloIM/TkfFcemdrJI/AAAAAAAAEQs/5naRoykuRTo/s400/photo+%25282%2529.JPG" width="378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I also got to try the fried noodles, I liked that more! :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause of the sauce on the noodles, and the noodles was like fried..LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the picture you can tell what I mean, I can't remember what those noodles are called. hahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d0dS-QK5jsI/TkfFaRzdH2I/AAAAAAAAEQk/pW8mOVlEGAE/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d0dS-QK5jsI/TkfFaRzdH2I/AAAAAAAAEQk/pW8mOVlEGAE/s400/photo.JPG" width="386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cA4qyymnFEI/TkfFbocWe5I/AAAAAAAAEQo/ov1f9UmxMP0/s1600/photo+%25281%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cA4qyymnFEI/TkfFbocWe5I/AAAAAAAAEQo/ov1f9UmxMP0/s400/photo+%25281%2529.JPG" width="338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then after that we went back to Church, to play board games with some other people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from his cg. Quite fun! I didn't play at first cause I needed to check some stuff online.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With regards to the blogshop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then when E had to leave, I took over her place, they were playing the planting bean game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I forgot what it's called. seriously... I feel like my memory is like that of a goldfish :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess that's what happens when you haven't been using your brain. (to study)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then there was another strategy game, which kind of blew our brains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like, requires a lot of strategy thinking, it's alright, not boring, but I still prefer the bean game!&lt;br /&gt;More friendly interaction! Not as competitive! hahaha :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it was overall quite fun :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I once saw this quote on tumblr,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"A guy who really loves you, will fight for you even if you push him away."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I should come up with a reply...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"A girl who really loves you, won't risk pushing you away."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then again, I don't know if it applies to reality.haha people are all different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So just random phrases. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(written one hour later)&lt;br /&gt;AH!!! =.- My gor sent me a text regarding the above quote.He totally misread what I meant.&lt;br /&gt;Understandable, cause I didn't explain much. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;He said "so you like guys who keep chasing you even after you told them you don't like them?haha!!"&lt;br /&gt;=.- NOOOO PFT!&lt;br /&gt;First things first, not everything I write here, is related to me okay!&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, what I meant for the phrase TO MEAN is...&lt;br /&gt;with the &lt;b&gt;assumption&lt;/b&gt; that the GIRL didn't say she doesn't like the guy =.-&lt;br /&gt;Which then means she has other reasons why she's pushing him away,&lt;br /&gt;but she hasn't/doesn't want to say it,&lt;br /&gt;then if the guy really loves her, &lt;b&gt;he'll bother to find out why/what's wrong.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, if a girl says she doesn't like you, it means she really doesn't. (not those wild play girls la)&lt;br /&gt;This is also assuming that the two parties are already somewhat 'connected',&lt;br /&gt;either like each other,or are already dating.&lt;br /&gt;Not like random friends/strangers. lols.&lt;br /&gt;If a guy chases me, and I don't like him, I'll tell him nicely lor.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to give people false hope, cause that feeling isn't very nice too!&lt;br /&gt;So don't do that to others!&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, if a guy keeps chasing me, even after I've told him I'm not interested,&lt;br /&gt;honestly I would get annoyed :/ cause I stated it plainly and clearly, I'm not vague when it comes to this.&lt;br /&gt;For what? Later somebody gets hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes.. then again, if the girl pushes you away, at least try to win her back right?&lt;br /&gt;Cause you never know if the girl's just testing you.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe she herself is unsure of herself. hahah. so many case scenario!&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a mind mind reader, I can't guess all the possible case scenarios! hahah.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. any doubts just ask. don't gae kiang (act smart) and make your own assumptions.haha ;p kidding.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not kidding about the asking me.haha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So during lunch I was discussing about future plans for my blog shop,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as my friend approached me to collaborate with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Will elaborate more tomorrow, after we have decided whether or not to do so)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'm thankful that I got lots of advice from J, and things to take note bout,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;think about, consider. hahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh boy, my eyes are already feeling sleepy!&lt;br /&gt;I've got to prepare work for tmr's tuition, byeee :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-4364820492977641910?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/4364820492977641910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=4364820492977641910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/4364820492977641910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/4364820492977641910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/08/standing-on-his-promises.html' title='Standing on His promises.'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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/-pIoiVrrr4uk/TkfFdqoR8LI/AAAAAAAAEQw/C3wflwN5j3E/s72-c/photo+%25283%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029779.post-1949613620732947985</id><published>2011-08-13T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T20:24:38.038+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogshop'/><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>So yesterday I was watching dongyi on channel U from 7-8pm,&lt;br /&gt;and it's a somewhat happy 'ending'. Cause the bad guys got caught! :D&lt;br /&gt;A sense of closure I suppose :p&lt;br /&gt;Then we launched our (or should I say mine. Sometimes I'm so confused which one I should use.&lt;br /&gt;Our, sounds professional, my sounds personal. gags.hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;COLLECTION 6 ! :)&lt;br /&gt;Did you see them? Actually I wanted to add more colours! But that will be for Collection7!&lt;br /&gt;I really love the Nude Pink Biker Jacket! Definitely going to bring it to Paris~ &lt;br /&gt;I really have to keep one for myself :( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;We'll see! If customers want it, of course they'd be given first priority.haha.&lt;br /&gt;Look at the photo below! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DdJE5TaimL4/TkZLuJlYRtI/AAAAAAAAEQE/oVBjPF8RSMs/s1600/DSC_1533-001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DdJE5TaimL4/TkZLuJlYRtI/AAAAAAAAEQE/oVBjPF8RSMs/s640/DSC_1533-001.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPER GORGEOUS OKAY! I love the cutting, the neck line button!&lt;br /&gt;It's more expensive than the rest, sadly, but it's okay, it's so worth it I couldn't resist sharing&lt;br /&gt;it with everyone :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to teach tuition this morning! I'm quite happy with this class.&lt;br /&gt;(Except for one student) They are understanding the concepts well,&lt;br /&gt;they are polite, friendly. obedient. gags.oh did I mention? they are all girls.&lt;br /&gt;hahha EXCEPT for one boy, he's polite, and funny too. Can get along well, he's extremely smart,&lt;br /&gt;and he loves maths, so that's why he's willing to keep doing. lol.&lt;br /&gt;Keeps me motivated to teach as well :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today we went to this workshop, it's the second day of the workshop (and the last)&lt;br /&gt;it's on worship! :) I learned quite a lot, and was reminded to be always on my guard!&lt;br /&gt;Don't have the mood to blog about it now though.. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;Short post to bore you guys.&lt;br /&gt;Quite excited about the make up course though ^^&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited to learn! :)&lt;br /&gt;I even learn how to make someone look like he's bleeding.scary. hahah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay! byee! I'm hungry!&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention, food therapy works on me like a charm! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-1949613620732947985?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/1949613620732947985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=1949613620732947985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/1949613620732947985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/1949613620732947985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>ESTY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DdJE5TaimL4/TkZLuJlYRtI/AAAAAAAAEQE/oVBjPF8RSMs/s72-c/DSC_1533-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029779.post-6097104562260942989</id><published>2011-08-11T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T23:14:03.013+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tuition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='further studies'/><title type='text'>Overall mood: Happy Pill</title><content type='html'>I haven't been blogging because I've been busy!Let's see.. so yesterday&lt;br /&gt;(Wednesday) morning I've been praying and thinking a lot,&lt;br /&gt;if doing this course is what God wants. Then I remembered that in making decision,&lt;br /&gt;God gives us the freedom, but also if we want His blessings, our motives,&lt;br /&gt;reasoning must be done with wisdom according to His Word.&lt;br /&gt;My reason for doing it is cause I want to know how to do it well,&lt;br /&gt;so I can help others look better, and be creative!&lt;br /&gt;But I will also have to remember that throughout this course,&lt;br /&gt;the beauty of someone lies not in the exterior facade. But in their hearts.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who has pure intentions(not for self but for the glory of God) in this era, is a real gem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to Cassy at her place, and we were talking about how this world&lt;br /&gt;judges people according to how they look etc. And not that we 'blame' the world,&lt;br /&gt;because we also acknowledged that we would have a tendency to judge people as well.&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, reason for me wanting to take up this course?&lt;br /&gt;Cause in the future, if I were to set up my own business, this is one of the areas I will be looking into :)&lt;br /&gt;Or at least I know, this skill will come in handy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum was talking to me about the basic degree in RMIT and the Direct Honors in UOL.&lt;br /&gt;Direct honors is surprisingly much &lt;b&gt;cheaper&lt;/b&gt;. But their method of studying is like A's,&lt;br /&gt;mug mug mug, read notes, all theory. RMIT is where most poly students go to, project base etc.&lt;br /&gt;After taking A's, I know I'm not cut out for it, I can't sit still for long hours, and I can't absorb anything.&lt;br /&gt;I need to be doing stuff then I will learn. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Even though the degree in UOL will be more recognized by employers, there's also the possibility of me,&lt;br /&gt;knowing all about business&amp;nbsp;theoretically&amp;nbsp;(assuming I can absorb and I do well)&lt;br /&gt;but not knowing how to go about doing it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I decided to go and get that Diploma in Professional Make up Artistry.&lt;br /&gt;I have this tendency to fear failure. I mean, who wants to fail.&lt;br /&gt;But to make things worse, I keep on anticipating that I might, that I end up not even giving my best.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when it started, it sure wasn't like that for O's :(&lt;br /&gt;But I really dislike it, and so I really want to fight against this bad habit.&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's so annoying ~ !&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to go through with this course, my dad said he's willing to pay if I study hard.&lt;br /&gt;and I decided to use the pain of seeing my dad upset to motivate me to push through.&lt;br /&gt;And I really have to start chasing my own dreams, and not settling for something lesser&lt;br /&gt;than what I would love, just cause I'm afraid I'd fail at something greater! :(&lt;br /&gt;This blogshop that I set up is one prime example of the steps I'm taking!&lt;br /&gt;Hard work plus wisdom and background knowledge (and continually learning new things) = success.&lt;br /&gt;So even though it was fear that was holding me back,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to see it as a 'sign' that this isn't the path God is directing me too,&lt;br /&gt;because I learned during group discussions, Sunday school, that we shouldn't OVER spiritualize things.&lt;br /&gt;So I have to be extra careful!&lt;br /&gt;Mind you, rejecting MOE's offer of appointment is something that messed with my brain&lt;br /&gt;a lot. I'll be like debating between pros and cons. And then going deeper to try and&lt;br /&gt;understand myself better, so that I can 'check' my reasons for rejecting/accepting.&lt;br /&gt;It's mind boggling !!!!! It's really complicated when you struggle with such things.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know how to explain it properly here, it's too chim! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a silly conversation between Cassy &amp;amp; myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cassy "Don't worry, I also want to do well. If you feel like giving up tell me, I'll hit you."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me "haha! okok! Can!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cassy "Then if I feel like giving up, you also can hit me!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me "Haha! okay!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cassy "But I'll hit you back lah!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me " =.- PFT" *both burst out laughing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annoying right that girl? HAHA but she's so funny.&lt;br /&gt;Another funny thing that happened yesterday. That cassy uh! lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she was telling me about her nightmare &amp;amp; I was being&amp;nbsp;empathetic.&lt;br /&gt;SEE! I'm such a nice friend. (wait till you see what SHE does!hahah)&lt;br /&gt;So she was describing to me, and I understood the kind of feelings you'd experience in dreams&lt;br /&gt;cause I dream &amp;nbsp;A LOT....I can even write a book on it. Lol. kidding.All quite silly dreams.&lt;br /&gt;So then I was like "yeah.. you know, when I was young, I dreamed.. not really dream la.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine until I felt it was like a dream, that my parents were going to divorce,&lt;br /&gt;and my dad would take my brother, and my mum would take my brother..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;and then I'd be sent to the orphanage :( &amp;nbsp;then I woke up crying and my parents came into the room"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cassy's immediate response "HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHY YOUR DREAM SO FUNNY ONE!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like... "=.- Thanks uh friend. thanks."&lt;br /&gt;Terrible right this kind of friend. HAHA But yeah I know it was silly la,&lt;br /&gt;and looking back it is funny. I'm not annoyed at all that cassy laughed. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;Cause I think laughter's a good medicine. And everyone needs laughter in their lives :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon coming home, I packed whatever accessories etc needed, + the clothes,&lt;br /&gt;and went to do the photoshoot!&lt;br /&gt;This time I took the photos! :) So glad that Kelly feels comfortable around me now :)&lt;br /&gt;I didn't expect her to be so funny! Cause before this shoot like I think last week!&lt;br /&gt;We were talking on FB chat, and once in a while via text to check stuff,&lt;br /&gt;and so we made each other laugh! I tell you it's so funny! I also can't remember what la.&lt;br /&gt;but she's so funny! And so while going through Collection 6's photos together,&lt;br /&gt;I did catch some unglam ones, but she was laughing in them, like cause it was candid,&lt;br /&gt;unglam but she still looks pretty mind you! hahah.&lt;br /&gt;And then we both laughed in the room. hahahah. serious. Good laughter man!&lt;br /&gt;Burned some calories~&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad the photos turned out nice ;)&lt;br /&gt;The angle was just right, though her heels did seem a little chunky in the photos,&lt;br /&gt;the overall picture looks good. The angle would hide the buildings at the back! :)&lt;br /&gt;Almost as good as a studio eh? What's better? The colours are more true to the picture!&lt;br /&gt;Unless I'm brightening the photo for the launch pictures, the other pictures are actually more true to&lt;br /&gt;the apparel! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah~ I personally love love LOVE the photos ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today morning I forced myself to wake up at 8:30am (I slept at 11:30pm)&lt;br /&gt;and I started preparing for tomorrow's launch! I'm an excited girl! :)&lt;br /&gt;Took measurements, made the launch picture, is it pretty? haha.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a terrible girl at using paint.net. hahha :)&lt;br /&gt;Then.... came the scary moment...&lt;br /&gt;"Esther, we need to talk later, 10:30 after my work." - Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he talked to me about the Diploma in Professional Make up Artistry which I have&lt;br /&gt;signed up and paid for on Wednesday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Asked me what I planned to do with this diploma and I explained.&lt;br /&gt;Watching every word I say, trying to be as honest as possible and yet not saying the 'wrong' things.&lt;br /&gt;He said this is my 'last chance'. He was rather disappointed, if not very, with my A'level grade. heh :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I met viv for a late lunch, chatted over lunch, and then walked around.&lt;br /&gt;After that I went for tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Today the class of all boys were really rowdy :( I felt so... discouraged!&lt;br /&gt;But never mind, I will have to prepare more! :)&lt;br /&gt;Then I read an sms from a buyer which I recently met, and she was happy with my apparel!&lt;br /&gt;Made me feel so fuzzy and warm. HAHA :x&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm happy when my customers are happy right!&lt;br /&gt;And also cause I'm happy that the design I chose is well liked! ^^&lt;br /&gt;And also read an email from another customer regarding this item ^^&lt;br /&gt;so that pretty much made my day. Thank you so much! :)&lt;br /&gt;I will sleep early (11plus) tonight :)&lt;br /&gt;9pm used to be my early. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-6097104562260942989?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/6097104562260942989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=6097104562260942989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/6097104562260942989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/6097104562260942989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/08/overall-mood-happy-pill.html' title='Overall mood: Happy Pill'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-3858471898769769774</id><published>2011-08-09T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T21:33:27.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is home.</title><content type='html'>I don't ever wanna leave SG if it's going to be stay like this. haha.&lt;br /&gt;I know it's annoying sometimes with all the rules etc, high prices etc.&lt;br /&gt;But if I were born in another country, I would have been probably off worse.&lt;br /&gt;At least there's some law to keep things in place.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why some people can't wait to leave SG..&lt;br /&gt;Even though I can whine like crazy about everything, I still prefer SG than anywhere else. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, I got distracted. Seems like I'm not that patriotic after all. haha. kidding.&lt;br /&gt;I went to do some packing! I've just had dinner! &amp;amp; my phone's still not working :(&lt;br /&gt;Quite distracted by the tv, I should have some self control and switch it off! :)&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to go gym tomorrow, but singtel is pms`ing. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;and my mum's nagging like crazy, *breath breath*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the thing, I once mentioned the Diploma in Professional Make up Artistry.&lt;br /&gt;I went through quarrels, debates, thinking, fretting, stressing, etc.&lt;br /&gt;It's a 6months part time, takes up my Monday and Wednesday night.&lt;br /&gt;(means no pm for me for 6months) Should I still take it?&lt;br /&gt;I will be missing 4 lessons if I'm going Paris.. (but it's fine, since 75% attendance)&lt;br /&gt;Give me quick feedback on my formspring!&lt;br /&gt;If I confirm going, tomorrow will go down to pay... ugh. headache is getting so much worse.&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention, I told my dad it's an IOU, so I will pay for it myself,&lt;br /&gt;but he says, if I work hard, he will pay :(&lt;br /&gt;You see! where to find this kind of father T_T love him so much.&lt;br /&gt;Yet after reading it, XIN TIA (heart pain).&lt;br /&gt;Makes me fear failure even more :(&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. okay byeee. I need to do piano work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-3858471898769769774?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/3858471898769769774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=3858471898769769774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/3858471898769769774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/3858471898769769774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/08/this-is-home.html' title='This is home.'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-2522228099740417231</id><published>2011-08-09T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T18:13:45.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when Singtel messes up.</title><content type='html'>I am sooo annoyed. But slightly better already.&lt;br /&gt;Singtel is totally pms`ing..&lt;br /&gt;I used my sister's iphone when I went to meet the supplier,&lt;br /&gt;wow, I really like using the iphone. Only bad thing is, I can't NOT look at the screen&lt;br /&gt;when sms`ing. haha. Can't feel anything! :(&lt;br /&gt;I've sent the Email &amp;amp; Letter to MOE regarding my rejection.&lt;br /&gt;So now it's whether I decide to take up this additional 6 months part time diploma(before I take the&lt;br /&gt;degree in SIM Business),&amp;nbsp;in something that is of interest to me.&lt;br /&gt;But pay 3.7k no joke. Mum says I should pay myself. If I can pay, I might as well take driving license.&lt;br /&gt;But mum says take license no use, also no car.. haha.But still ! just the fact that you can drive,&lt;br /&gt;gives you more opportunity if you actually get the chance to drive ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I was feeling quite queasy :( Felt like puking...&lt;br /&gt;Quickly dabbed fengyou. Super aunty I know okay!&lt;br /&gt;but it helps what! LOL after lunch, I felt the immense headache again,&lt;br /&gt;so I quickly took out my fengyou! &amp;amp; they all laughed at me :(&lt;br /&gt;haha not in the bad way lah, but then my uncle confessed since young he also!&lt;br /&gt;HAH! :p so I'm normal :p my mum doesn't like the smell though, she thinks it's weird I like it.&lt;br /&gt;Aunty M says people think the smell is very strong, as strong as the smell of Durian.&lt;br /&gt;haha. oh well :p She says it's true that it does help to stimulate the blood. wee!&lt;br /&gt;see! I'm right, it does help! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it helps that I write "things to do" on some rough paper and put it on my&lt;br /&gt;'working table' which is the sofa. haha cause I tend to forget :x&lt;br /&gt;Even if I put it in my phone, I still wouldn't purposefully do find the note section pft. haha.&lt;br /&gt;I've to send out like 5 packages&amp;nbsp;tomorrow!!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;I feel happy when people like the designs I choose :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently watching the national day parade on tv! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things LEFT to do.&lt;br /&gt;1) Do Piano Theory HW!&lt;br /&gt;2) Sort out blogshop clothes which I bought from supplier today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piano Theory comes first! Cause I've got piano lesson tomorrow! :)&lt;br /&gt;Goodbyeeee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s I feel insecure when my phone's down :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-2522228099740417231?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/2522228099740417231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=2522228099740417231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/2522228099740417231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/2522228099740417231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/08/when-singtel-messes-up.html' title='when Singtel messes up.'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-2545735866158828870</id><published>2011-08-09T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T00:01:45.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raindrops</title><content type='html'>"I do not like _______ to fall on my head."&lt;br /&gt;This was one of the questions I got when I was playing the game at J's place during&lt;div&gt;Choir Potluck. So they were supposed to guess what I was acting out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're not supposed to let other players get what we're trying to say except for our partner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so it'll be really easy if I said bird poo right..Cause that's the usual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I first drew a cloud, trying to be as vague as possible, yet accurate too!&lt;br /&gt;Cause each person on my left gets a chance to guess once! Then hopefully they all guess wrong&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till it reaches my partner!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I drew a cloud, using both hands, and making the curves of the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;And then I clenched my fist into the shape of a rain drop!&lt;br /&gt;and started moving my fist left and right. To make it look like rain drops..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a few couldn't guess it cause usually to act out rain drops, it's just to wiggle your fingers right! haha :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then when I got to the person before my partner E, I started to draw out the actual rain drop shape.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my partner got it correct! wee~ so we both gained like 2 small chips, with silly cartoons on it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they are called disks. Idk why. haha :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah! wee~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay! It'll be a short post, it's already 12am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am tired, but I am also quite annoyed. My phone is soooo annoying :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's refusing to work! I can't receive texts/send out texts/make calls.nooo~&lt;br /&gt;I have things to do... :(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm feeling a tad depressed already. I'll be going out tomorrow. HOW AM I SUPPOSED&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to contact people like this.. seriously.. ugh. :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am quite almost utterly dependent on it. who isnt! sigh..sobs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't sleep in peace la! gosh. :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish me all the best tomorrow kiddos. I'm so dead if my phone doesn't work by tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So depressed that, I wanted to talk about rain drops but no mood. haha :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;byeeee :( :( :(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's all get depressed together, then maybe we wouldn't be that depressed after all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahah Idk what I'm mumbling about. heheh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-2545735866158828870?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/2545735866158828870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=2545735866158828870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/2545735866158828870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/2545735866158828870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/08/raindrops.html' title='Raindrops'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-6406868621439438123</id><published>2011-08-08T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T13:04:50.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decided.</title><content type='html'>Maybe I'm rash. But this is one occasion where I would take the risk.&lt;br /&gt;And see where it brings me.&lt;br /&gt;I did think through it, pros and cons.&lt;br /&gt;I asked 5 people, all voted for this decision. It's not that I decided to change direction&lt;br /&gt;because of these 5 people, but talking to them made me have more courage to pursue&lt;br /&gt;my interest.I do have interest in teaching, interacting with children.&lt;br /&gt;But that interest has been accomplished via teaching at the tuition centre.&lt;br /&gt;In a smaller class, I can get to know the child better, without having to do crazy lots of projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pst. I may have sounded incoherent in my previous post regarding a long post.&lt;br /&gt;I kind of deleted it. Didn't think is in line with what I made this blog for. (at least recently)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently uploading Bintan photos on to facebook.&lt;br /&gt;They were taken with Uncle G's camera. Slightly blur :p&lt;br /&gt;But I hope it would serve as a reminder to those who went about what we've learned.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; not get so distracted by life in Sg. (guilty at times)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I'd probably apply in Oct. To get into SIM biz.(business)&lt;br /&gt;I took way too long to decide this, but it's okay,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want any regrets. I enjoyed this long break anyway :)&lt;br /&gt;So I was thinking of completing this course in the break I have.&lt;br /&gt;It'll be worth it in some sense.I'll pray more about it.&lt;br /&gt;It's to do with future plans, like invest now, hope it helps in the future. haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk, short post today! :)&lt;br /&gt;byeee :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-6406868621439438123?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/6406868621439438123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=6406868621439438123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/6406868621439438123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/6406868621439438123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/08/decided.html' title='Decided.'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-2068594933736657444</id><published>2011-08-07T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T19:41:31.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend.</title><content type='html'>Haha my previous post is long enough to make for the fact that I haven't been exactly&lt;br /&gt;consistent in my updates right? hahaha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anyway to 'kthxbye' take care!!! Will miss your craziness!!! :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. what happened...ah! yesterday we had choir potluck!&lt;br /&gt;What's potluck? It's where each one of us brings a dish/desert/something to contribute to dinner! :)&lt;br /&gt;I think we over estimated. We had quite a lot of left overs last night.&lt;br /&gt;I must say, the food was good! J cooked like hong kong pasta if I'm not wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Tasty! He cooked like two big bowls. I think we only managed to finish up one!&lt;br /&gt;Poor J! So much left overs! I hope he gets to eat them for his meals.&lt;br /&gt;He might get sick of them :x hahah.&lt;br /&gt;Then my gor bought chicken wings, then T's mum brought over nice food!&lt;br /&gt;He wasn't feeling well so he couldn't join us :(&lt;br /&gt;I bought cheese hotdogs and nuggets! Didn't have time to cook stuff. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I had to give tuition in the morning! I'm actually enjoying it. haha&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, first we practiced the song we'd be singing next Sunday for our Church's anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;Then we had some food and we all watched Incredibles on TV. haha!&lt;br /&gt;I've watched it before, but some parts are still funny! :)&lt;br /&gt;Makes me laugh. haha makes US laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we played this game which L bought from Canada.&lt;br /&gt;Quite fun but a bit slow moving! It's too hard to describe the game to you :/&lt;br /&gt;Cause his house is in the west, many had to leave about 8:30pm to get back to the east.haha.&lt;br /&gt;The west people left too, easier uh :)&lt;br /&gt;But overall it was an enjoyable short fellowship with the Churchies :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today, my cutsie younger brother (which I mentioned I wanted to blog about)&amp;nbsp;was ushering.&lt;br /&gt;Means he has to wear slightly more formal.&lt;br /&gt;Long sleeves with collar, and long pants.&lt;br /&gt;He looked good! But he kind of looked short from a far, I noticed :(&lt;br /&gt;I pray and hope he'll grow taller!!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned previously that he's the best younger brother I can ask for.&lt;br /&gt;True :)&lt;br /&gt;Cause he's like a buddy to me. Almost like 'my twin'! Even though he's like 3 years younger :/&lt;br /&gt;hahah! My gor says he's more matured than me =.-&lt;br /&gt;nooo.. it's not true. it's cause guys at that age like to act cool~&lt;br /&gt;hahahah. And talking a lot isn't deemed as 'cool'. hahaha :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, he tolerates my nonsense, and I adore teasing him!&lt;br /&gt;Of course no doubt he bullies me too! But it's sibling love! Sweet! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum and bro went out for dinner :x&lt;br /&gt;Bro's buying back for me. See! Now that he's growing up, he's more willing to help me&lt;br /&gt;buy stuff/food back ;)&lt;br /&gt;Wee! :) so nice of him. hahah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'll be meeting a customer later to pass her an item :)&lt;br /&gt;I'll then do some editing to my blog shop website. It's looking a tad boring.&lt;br /&gt;Though it looks very clean. haha I'm quite bad with HTML&amp;nbsp;Coding&amp;nbsp;:(&lt;br /&gt;It just messes up my brain like maths does :(&lt;br /&gt;Haha but nonetheless, I think I'm getting better with PRI sch maths after having to conduct&lt;br /&gt;two classes! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I think I've decided to reject the MOE offer. Cause I would take the risk,&lt;br /&gt;and try to get a degree in Biz management first.&lt;br /&gt;I think I might not be quite suited for a Singapore education system.&lt;br /&gt;As in, from the point of a teacher. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;Spoke to quite a number of people.&lt;br /&gt;But today, all the four people I spoke to, all said "SIM BIZ(business)" lols.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy teaching, so it's good that I still get to teach at the tuition&amp;nbsp;centre&amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to prepare tuition materials for tmr's tuition class.haha :)&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to blog about today! :)&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I forgot again :x hahah.&lt;br /&gt;Overall feeling is happy. Hope it stays that way!&lt;br /&gt;Byeeee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-2068594933736657444?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/2068594933736657444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=2068594933736657444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/2068594933736657444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/2068594933736657444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/08/weekend.html' title='Weekend.'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-8068179443229357357</id><published>2011-08-06T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T00:32:02.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not sleepy.</title><content type='html'>I slept for 1hour + last night, cause I went with pris(and family) to send Elda off.&lt;br /&gt;We were deciding if we should sleep but I was feeling tired.&lt;br /&gt;I think my body clock is messed up already.&lt;br /&gt;Because after returning from the airport at 6:30am, I went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I was prepared to wake up at 9am but I forgot to set my alarm clock.&lt;br /&gt;I actually woke up at 4PM!! AH! =.-&lt;br /&gt;Pris was supposed to wake me up at 9am cause she'd be too as she had to go somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;But she said I looked so blissful that she couldn't bear to wake me up. LOL&lt;br /&gt;I was weirdly dreaming about the movie harry potter :/&lt;br /&gt;I don't watch it though. weird. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed I was sleeping well, the bed was comfy, temperature was cooling. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Pillow was nice smelling! :D&lt;br /&gt;But I slept for so long! On my way back home, I actually thought it was like 10 am or smth.lols.&lt;br /&gt;I did wake up a few times, but I thought it was still morning,&lt;br /&gt;I lost sense of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pris's mum woke me up at 4pm, like the moment I somewhat opened my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;she happened to open the door. haha :)&lt;br /&gt;So I went home, grabbed my piano books, and went for piano.&lt;br /&gt;At least my teacher was late, hehe. so I didn't feel soo bad not doing my hw. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After piano, I went to bugis for Qn's photoshoot.&lt;br /&gt;Not bad, I kind of liked her designs. Nice to see. But don't think I'd really wear them out. haha :)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the person i.c was really nice. She said if I'm free, and she's free,&lt;br /&gt;I can go down and she'd teach me how to use the camera, like the effects, lighting etc.&lt;br /&gt;and I can get a friend to go down and just pretend to be a model. Lols! cool :)&lt;br /&gt;She's so nice! :) I guess it's what you call good PR skills. haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I rushed back and met Roysten at 71. Just slacked, and catch up.&lt;br /&gt;And again, the topic of what I'm going to study hits me.&lt;br /&gt;and again, my heart gets so perplexed. I guess I haven't really found that inner peace.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I do, sometimes I don't. I can sit around I guess,&lt;br /&gt;but I rmb reading one of the ProjectD books, titled 'Just do something'.&lt;br /&gt;Says this generation of youths are always 'tinkering' around. Lols. so true :(&lt;br /&gt;Then he showed me his noted, and the stuff he learn.&lt;br /&gt;I guess one of my fears for going into uni is like the experience I faced in jc.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I studied very hard, but the stress is like, ugh. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday when I spoke to one current primary school teacher,&lt;br /&gt;she said 'everyone's trying to get out, but so many of you are trying to get it.'&lt;br /&gt;(bounded by contract) sigh. really? Doubts are coming.&lt;br /&gt;I'm very silly. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Tmr tuition in the morning. I kind of enjoy teaching a small group.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a class is not my thing. gosh, I'm so fickle T_T&lt;br /&gt;Nvm, I'll think these thoughts to myself.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not feeling tired. Thanks to my many hours of peaceful sleep. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow that's Choir potluck! Wee~ :)&lt;br /&gt;So after tuition I'm meeting Leanne at clementi to go buy food :)&lt;br /&gt;We're going earlier, to chill-ax :)&lt;br /&gt;Okay, nothing much. Boring post.&lt;br /&gt;Brain's not working. I need to exercise. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-8068179443229357357?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/8068179443229357357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=8068179443229357357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/8068179443229357357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/8068179443229357357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/08/not-sleepy.html' title='Not sleepy.'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-1474323389293439051</id><published>2011-08-04T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T21:01:03.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Primary 5 boys</title><content type='html'>While I'm waiting for photos to upload on Facebook I shall blog :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had my first class of Primary5 boys. I won't say much.&lt;br /&gt;Just four sentence to sum it up!&lt;br /&gt;1) Thank God they are all shorter than me!!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;2) Nevertheless they still disturb me.... =.-&lt;br /&gt;3) But they were very guai for the last one hour!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;4) My Aunt's right, I work better with primary school children.&lt;br /&gt;( Their misconduct is not as terrible as secondary school children.lol )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall go shower now! Then pack stuff to go Pris's house :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-1474323389293439051?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/1474323389293439051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=1474323389293439051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/1474323389293439051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/1474323389293439051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/08/primary-5-boys.html' title='Primary 5 boys'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-3742080044382708034</id><published>2011-08-04T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T16:08:14.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick update.</title><content type='html'>I was supposed to spend my afternoon doing my piano homework!&lt;br /&gt;But I was in a dilemma if I should launch my C5 today, tmr, Sat, or Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;It's cause I will be quite busy the next few days so I would not want to be unable to reply to&lt;br /&gt;customers orders &amp;amp; queries! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to launch it tonight 8:30PM!&lt;br /&gt;I've already done up everything :) Excited! :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm only going to email those who have joined the mailing list with regards to the launch timing!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; of course on my blog! :) Not on Facebook :)&lt;br /&gt;Two Promotions ongoing for this collection! Hope they'll like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be sleeping over at Pris's house tonight cause I've got to send off Elda tmr morning!&lt;br /&gt;Leaving their place at 3:30 AM! not Pm okay. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's leaving :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall not rant about that, since I'm rushing for time.&lt;br /&gt;I've got to leave for tuition soon! :)&lt;br /&gt;All boys class today. I pray that God helps me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also hoping the class timing can shift back slightly, cause I don't know what time&lt;br /&gt;school will end in September (and the months after. lols)&lt;br /&gt;So yeah :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;Pris said she'd allow me to use her laptop. Wee~ I was actually planning to bring mine :p&lt;br /&gt;(Even though it'll be a tad heavy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty! Byeee :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-3742080044382708034?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/3742080044382708034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=3742080044382708034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/3742080044382708034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/3742080044382708034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/08/quick-update.html' title='Quick update.'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-1211642215942765036</id><published>2011-08-03T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T00:51:03.550+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking session'/><title type='text'>I know what I forgot to do today.</title><content type='html'>Technically, yesterday. Since it''s already 12am.&lt;br /&gt;And I did plan on sleeping early...&lt;br /&gt;No wonder I felt weird. okay! Here are the photos from last Wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;Reason being cause the baking session was a surprised present for someone!&lt;br /&gt;so I can't blog about it, till the present was given right! :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a slacker, but because photos were important too,&lt;br /&gt;I took on that HEAVY RESPONSIBILITY to go take photos. haha :p&lt;br /&gt;I did do the end part :p&lt;br /&gt;After I had taken enough photos of them :)&lt;br /&gt;The recipe isn't with me! But it's called Peanut Butter Chocolate Chip Cookies!&lt;br /&gt;YUM! Don't they sound delicious! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mjs6N1W2BFM/TjglFd8muVI/AAAAAAAAEKg/NuxUwjccKfw/s1600/DSC_1989.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mjs6N1W2BFM/TjglFd8muVI/AAAAAAAAEKg/NuxUwjccKfw/s320/DSC_1989.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5X-tD4DEbQo/TjglLYcvFXI/AAAAAAAAEKk/_alJ2sEYV34/s1600/DSC_1991.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5X-tD4DEbQo/TjglLYcvFXI/AAAAAAAAEKk/_alJ2sEYV34/s320/DSC_1991.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zNqG6YR5XIw/TjglQDbw-3I/AAAAAAAAEKo/_sYMOOVj5wM/s1600/DSC_1994.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zNqG6YR5XIw/TjglQDbw-3I/AAAAAAAAEKo/_sYMOOVj5wM/s320/DSC_1994.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e_2zokqbir8/TjglW1xV2fI/AAAAAAAAEKw/66fUHu3Jz-4/s1600/DSC_2013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e_2zokqbir8/TjglW1xV2fI/AAAAAAAAEKw/66fUHu3Jz-4/s320/DSC_2013.JPG" width="227" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S9dQ5PZxZZE/Tjgln4MeMLI/AAAAAAAAEK8/WsBhG7cvlVg/s1600/DSC_2016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S9dQ5PZxZZE/Tjgln4MeMLI/AAAAAAAAEK8/WsBhG7cvlVg/s320/DSC_2016.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHQPCGPB8uY/TjglyTkiJ-I/AAAAAAAAELE/tJGMTjg_-fM/s1600/DSC_2020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHQPCGPB8uY/TjglyTkiJ-I/AAAAAAAAELE/tJGMTjg_-fM/s320/DSC_2020.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CWvm9FI0ddo/Tjgl4aNxttI/AAAAAAAAELI/MwForVvwYdg/s1600/DSC_2021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CWvm9FI0ddo/Tjgl4aNxttI/AAAAAAAAELI/MwForVvwYdg/s320/DSC_2021.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Can you see my pretty heart!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Made of cocoa powder?! :)&lt;br /&gt;Not bad eh :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;anyway, some of the photos are twisted :(&lt;br /&gt;Sorry man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Blogger's pms`ing with me again :(&lt;br /&gt;Totally dislike such days. sobs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So you'll have to keep twisting your head :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sWaLdWalwgc/TjgmCePbttI/AAAAAAAAELQ/unJUppbDG7M/s1600/DSC_2040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sWaLdWalwgc/TjgmCePbttI/AAAAAAAAELQ/unJUppbDG7M/s320/DSC_2040.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9alDvuxPhSE/TjgmHu63W4I/AAAAAAAAELU/1GzxNdE3yOc/s1600/DSC_2041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9alDvuxPhSE/TjgmHu63W4I/AAAAAAAAELU/1GzxNdE3yOc/s320/DSC_2041.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The recipe instructed us to put butter on our hands,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so that the mixture would not stick to our fingers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But after trying it once, we decided not to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so when it was my turn, I didn't apply butter to my fingers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jHPlv8-YwoI/TjgmMNJC4xI/AAAAAAAAELY/2f7Az4WsZaE/s1600/DSC_2045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jHPlv8-YwoI/TjgmMNJC4xI/AAAAAAAAELY/2f7Az4WsZaE/s320/DSC_2045.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5L6KStnE9RA/TjgmRCGi4jI/AAAAAAAAELc/KvftO5nfI3A/s1600/DSC_2050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5L6KStnE9RA/TjgmRCGi4jI/AAAAAAAAELc/KvftO5nfI3A/s320/DSC_2050.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so this is how you do it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Step 1..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Flatten a ball of the brown mixture.&lt;br /&gt;and add a ball of peanut butter mixture to the top.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-18BTWOYK6NY/TjgmV8VVYXI/AAAAAAAAELg/sHqoPqyXwsY/s1600/DSC_2051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-18BTWOYK6NY/TjgmV8VVYXI/AAAAAAAAELg/sHqoPqyXwsY/s320/DSC_2051.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Step 2:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Add another small ball of brown mixture&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uRcrBybhzn4/Tjgmac9LcvI/AAAAAAAAELk/4RiXhfGwMsE/s1600/DSC_2052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uRcrBybhzn4/Tjgmac9LcvI/AAAAAAAAELk/4RiXhfGwMsE/s320/DSC_2052.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Step 3:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;FLATTEN IT! hahaha :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TAQ0EBSsq0A/TjgmfEex9cI/AAAAAAAAELo/R9yk16VxXhE/s1600/DSC_2053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TAQ0EBSsq0A/TjgmfEex9cI/AAAAAAAAELo/R9yk16VxXhE/s320/DSC_2053.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lastly, put it into the oven ,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;at the usual oven temperature just slightly lower (for cookies)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DsMMZA4KuJs/TjgmkPOUm2I/AAAAAAAAELs/fD0kiR2IKtw/s1600/DSC_2060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DsMMZA4KuJs/TjgmkPOUm2I/AAAAAAAAELs/fD0kiR2IKtw/s320/DSC_2060.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PeBQXnSzfr4/TjgmonRivII/AAAAAAAAELw/WD57HgzbWZA/s1600/DSC_2063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PeBQXnSzfr4/TjgmonRivII/AAAAAAAAELw/WD57HgzbWZA/s320/DSC_2063.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Guess what is this? duh.. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I made it from them since their hands were oily and quite hard to hold a cup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So I fed them :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;YUP! It's my favourite drink now! Ribena and Sprite! :)&lt;br /&gt;which I blogged about previous here:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/07/py-py.html"&gt;Blog title: Py-py&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3H4PUh1oUwo/TjgmtS0krFI/AAAAAAAAEL0/NZT2BZT6u2w/s1600/DSC_2073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3H4PUh1oUwo/TjgmtS0krFI/AAAAAAAAEL0/NZT2BZT6u2w/s320/DSC_2073.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wR6IKD1nXDU/Tjgm7ssdT3I/AAAAAAAAEMA/wepR9gFPzRE/s1600/DSC_2078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wR6IKD1nXDU/Tjgm7ssdT3I/AAAAAAAAEMA/wepR9gFPzRE/s320/DSC_2078.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If you don't flatten it properly,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;you'll be able to see the peanut butter pop out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;like a tongue. haha so it's up to you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B8NiknrXZOc/TjgnFoKTseI/AAAAAAAAEMI/2QeO27jZ3AU/s1600/DSC_2081.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B8NiknrXZOc/TjgnFoKTseI/AAAAAAAAEMI/2QeO27jZ3AU/s320/DSC_2081.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Evidence that I did do work too :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3IGPMRTnm0/TjgnLbeGOcI/AAAAAAAAEMM/8NWz3Br2z3o/s1600/DSC_2082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3IGPMRTnm0/TjgnLbeGOcI/AAAAAAAAEMM/8NWz3Br2z3o/s320/DSC_2082.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Evidence that others slack too :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gFIDCNUDycA/TjgnQMk2itI/AAAAAAAAEMQ/SbHBGJ3o-w8/s1600/DSC_2084.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gFIDCNUDycA/TjgnQMk2itI/AAAAAAAAEMQ/SbHBGJ3o-w8/s320/DSC_2084.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;smiling cookies :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Okay! 1am..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Good morning!&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to sleep ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-1211642215942765036?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/1211642215942765036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=1211642215942765036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/1211642215942765036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/1211642215942765036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-know-what-i-forgot-to-do-today.html' title='I know what I forgot to do today.'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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/-mjs6N1W2BFM/TjglFd8muVI/AAAAAAAAEKg/NuxUwjccKfw/s72-c/DSC_1989.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029779.post-587542316455633083</id><published>2011-08-02T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T23:30:17.303+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photoshoot'/><title type='text'>Daily rants.</title><content type='html'>I think I caught up with the sleep I lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I slept for 12 hours. Pig. haha. I slept only 3 hours the previous night and could&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last till 11pm! With a few quite doze here and there. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I started on this new drama called "Love keeps going."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's nice!!! but I'm not as 'hooked' on it. cause I choose to go sleep instead of&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;watching till episode 9. haha! :)&lt;br /&gt;While watching the show, the actor said some stuff which made logical sense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course he also said stuff which I had to be careful that I wouldn't subconsciously perceive as&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;an 'okay' thing to do. eg. an eye for an eye. etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope my ulcer is healing. sigh.. It got slightly bigger ytd, maybe cause I kept&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fiddling with it, with my tongue cause it's so annoying! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gags, I just bought the Bonjela!&lt;br /&gt;It does hurt when I apply it to my ulcer :( But I must bear with it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;If not I really do not enjoy myself when I'm having a meal :( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch with Zac &amp;amp; Cassy at Food Junction.&lt;br /&gt;Then headed over to Black's place with the clothes on hangers. haha.&lt;br /&gt;So Kelly's a little shy, so I just told Black how close etc.&lt;br /&gt;Then I let him do the rest, and we had to help baby sit. haha :)&lt;br /&gt;I love her features. Sharp nose, good complexion &amp;amp; figure. haha.&lt;br /&gt;But I would only launch it on Friday cause I'll have to combine the photos etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to blog about today's devotion cause it's about having confidence in the Lord! ^^&lt;br /&gt;but was quite busy so it's already 11pm ish! :(&lt;br /&gt;Time to sleep! Cause there's a photoshoot tmr! I wouldn't want to be late :)&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll head over to church, and just do work there, will probably meet Leanne :)&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-587542316455633083?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/587542316455633083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=587542316455633083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/587542316455633083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/587542316455633083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/08/daily-rants.html' title='Daily rants.'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-5164914649499686749</id><published>2011-08-01T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T11:31:12.695+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farewells'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gdbye Ian'/><title type='text'>Say Bye-Bye-Bye.</title><content type='html'>Everybody's leaving :'(&lt;br /&gt;I don't like it :( :( :( :( :( but it's okay I guess, education overseas is a different experience.&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to experience it, but for the sake of commitments back here,&lt;br /&gt;and the people I can't bear to leave, my sense of&amp;nbsp;familiarity with Sg, &amp;nbsp;I will just live a normal life. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think I was quite sleepy, I didn't have much emotions in the morning&lt;br /&gt;except getting high and laughing. When I'm sleepy I'm a little nutty.heh.&lt;br /&gt;So I offered to help Ian take photos since when you're already leaving you'd be&lt;br /&gt;preoccupied with talking, and feeling the whole experience that you wouldn't want to be&lt;br /&gt;concerned with whether your photos being taken right, even though you do want pictures.&lt;br /&gt;haha how come I understand even though I've never left..&lt;br /&gt;maybe cause I like to take photos so much that I understand how disruptive it can be from you&lt;br /&gt;experiencing that moment, eg, USS =.-&lt;br /&gt;the next time I'm going, I might not even bring my camera, even if it's a small one. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then I kind of felt like his paparazzi.. lols. it's alright :)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so when he was at the departure gate, saying his goodbyes to his friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;His mum cried, and brother too. very touching. I didn't want to look,&lt;br /&gt;cause I'd probably cry too. lol.&lt;br /&gt;then when he reached her, they hugged. really sweet yet with a tinge of sadness,&lt;br /&gt;but also with a tinge of hope. sigh.. ohwell. no comments :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he left, and I didn't feel like crying, cause I realized, if you just keep telling yourself&lt;br /&gt;he'll be back, it wouldn't feel like a loss and then it wouldn't be so sad.&lt;br /&gt;So yes, the thought of being able to focus your entirely life to studying God's word makes me&lt;br /&gt;anticipate something, which I don't really know how to describe.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. and I call myself an Art student. I have no idea how I managed to get a B in Lit. lol.&lt;br /&gt;Did the examiner see that I had a pretty name. haha kidding! :)&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, the fear of the possibility of getting 'tired' scares me.&lt;br /&gt;Of course I know the word will not bore a genuine child of God,&lt;br /&gt;maybe that's where my insecurities lie in.I'm not too sure either. It's so annoying at times.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wished I could be more confident in Christ. Not that I'm not confident about Him,&lt;br /&gt;but it's about me in Him. Yes, He has been so faithful and true to me.&lt;br /&gt;but I fail so many times it can be quite disheartening. Either I fail, or I'm not doing enough.&lt;br /&gt;okay, let's not get emotional here. Shall change back to my 'bye -bye-bye' topic! haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy's leaving this Thursday, I got to know him slightly better at the USS.&lt;br /&gt;I thought he's like the quiet type, I guess not, which isn't a bad thing!&lt;br /&gt;I think he's really smart.. even before he graduated from some international sch in sg,&lt;br /&gt;he got accepted into a few unis. all offering him stuff, (I can't rmb if he got scholarships)&lt;br /&gt;Then he can play the piano so well! but one thing I admire about such people,&lt;br /&gt;is that, they are not proud. give you 5 star! I can't stand proud people, sorry :(&lt;br /&gt;I just don't cause it's annoying and gets between the friendship,&lt;br /&gt;and I feel like I'm going to be judged for everything I do, and I like acting silly and having fun.&lt;br /&gt;But proud people don't seem to like to have fun. They seem too self absorbed with keeping up&lt;br /&gt;a clean neat, perfect image. To them, I'm probably some crazy kiddo..&lt;br /&gt;so we just don't click. haha :) not that I don't like them as the individual. I just can't click&lt;br /&gt;with people who have that trait.&lt;br /&gt;wow, I feel like I'm going from west to east with the things I'm blogging about today. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Elda's leaving on Friday, really early :(&lt;br /&gt;whyyy~ If it weren't so early I would like to send them (cus her parents will be gng too) off.&lt;br /&gt;she's such a dear sister to me :)&lt;br /&gt;She was the one that God guided, to remind me of the sin I was holding on to.&lt;br /&gt;and she was the one, who traveled to my house, made that trip down (not very far,&lt;br /&gt;but still! not many people will do that) and allowed me to cry like a big baby on her.&lt;br /&gt;And comfort me, and just listen to me. I'm such a stubborn child, so I guess,&lt;br /&gt;God had to use the tough method on me. Break me down all the way, just to get me to realize&lt;br /&gt;how much I am in need of Him, and how joyous it is to be able to know KNOW Him.&lt;br /&gt;People MIGHT think that it's cruel of God to 'hurt' us. But come on,&lt;br /&gt;the fact is that we're already a sinner. without Him, we're already hurting, just that&lt;br /&gt;we're so 'smart' we know how to lie to ourselves and think we're enjoying life. and living like how&lt;br /&gt;I want it to be which means it has to be a good thing for me.&lt;br /&gt;God actually bothered to show me His love. He doesn't need to, but He did.&amp;nbsp;And it was for His glory,&lt;br /&gt;and because of His grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that, now I'm struggling to find that confidence. I'm too wrapped up in feeling guilt&lt;br /&gt;that I forgot that I'm new in Christ. and that I can have that confidence. Gotta jiayou in disciplining myself&lt;br /&gt;to study God's word. It isn't 'supposed' to be a really hard thing.(elaboration missing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, I've strayed again =.- Lols.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, that can be considered as saying bye-bye-bye to my old sin ba.heh.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, Steph's leaving in about a month time. It's going to be VERY FAST.&lt;br /&gt;Like Ian.. I think I'd flood Changi.... why.. :(&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I find myself getting upset with her for deciding to go.&lt;br /&gt;But it's silly of me, and selfish of me. It out of good intentions, but it's also cause of selfish reasons.&lt;br /&gt;We've grown so close in 2011, and I really don't like to let such a good friend go so far away from me.&lt;br /&gt;*okay, tearing up.. but it's fine, I'm home :D *&lt;br /&gt;I know we can stay in contact via skype, but it'll definitely be different,&lt;br /&gt;though I'll try my best not to let things change :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said that she was planning to stay in Sg, until someone talked to her..&lt;br /&gt;I know who la.. ugh. but I have to trust that everything is in God's hand.&lt;br /&gt;His plan for her, is definitely much more sovereign and good compared to what I hope for her.&lt;br /&gt;Cause He knows everything, who she'll meet there, how she'll grow.&lt;br /&gt;I pray she'll find a good church with good friends and a God fearing community.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe her faith will leap by bounds as it might be more challenging. I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm making wild guesses. haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.. I'm going to miss her like crazy. She knows me so well :(&lt;br /&gt;It's like, during choir, or sunday school, or anything, whenever something happens,&lt;br /&gt;and we sense something not right, or something funny, we'd both immediately turn to each other,&lt;br /&gt;give off weird eye signals, and facial expressions and start laughing like crazy people.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, it's like, we don't even need to talk to know what we're thinking :'(&lt;br /&gt;How rare is that :( Even if I spend a lot of time with Leanne, it's not the same as with Stephanie.&lt;br /&gt;Leanne and Steph are both my close friends no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;But I mean, I can't compare them!Cause they are both different.&lt;br /&gt;Special in their unique way, I love Lean lots too! Will blog about her next time :)&lt;br /&gt;For now it's my dear stephyy!!! I don't care if she reads this, and cringes cause I'm so mushy.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. To be honest, initially we weren't very close, as is with other friendships when they first&lt;br /&gt;start out. for many years, like since sec2. Never really close. Sunday friends.&lt;br /&gt;Who were just slightly similar as compared to others. She's a quiet girl,&lt;br /&gt;who only talks when she's comfortable. so I'm surprised she took this step to go overseas.haha.&lt;br /&gt;But nevertheless, I'm thankful to God for allowing us to grow so close together.&lt;br /&gt;Out of genuine love and commitment to learn to love even her flaws, founded on the love of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;It sounds like a relationship b/w a boy and a girl.. er. a.w.k.w.a.r.d... hahaha kidding :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she always doesn't let me express my love for her via hugs :( Terrible friend. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Her love language is different than mine la. lols. sian, why can't she give in sometimes. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;HURRR STEPH! WHY? HAHAHAHA. &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;kidding la :) I'm so nice right steph :p&lt;br /&gt;You're so going to miss me too I know :p&lt;br /&gt;So please, quickly settle all your visa etc man! So that nearing your departure date,&lt;br /&gt;you'll get to spend time with all your family and friends! Or you'll be really stressed out ~ :(&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't want that would we.&lt;br /&gt;go go go :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, enough of her, that whole mushy paragraph probably sky rocketed to the Sun. heh.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not usually like this.. depends on who the person is to me .. which is like.. duh right! LOL&lt;br /&gt;NOBODY would be mushy to some stranger. what am I saying! HAAH :p&lt;br /&gt;sigh :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go prepare my tuition work.&lt;br /&gt;I intended for this post to be short.. guess not. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Then tmr photoshoot for my blog shop wee! but only a few items cause new items&lt;br /&gt;from my usual supplier got delayed. yupp. so I went to look at other supplier's items.&lt;br /&gt;And got a few designs :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite different from my friend, Qn. Her style is like, casual, bright, cheery.&lt;br /&gt;Nah, I don't really like to wear loud colours. Makes me feel like I have to keep talking and looking&lt;br /&gt;like I'm so happy. I don't want to stand out. haha.&lt;br /&gt;The clothes I wear, and the clothes I shop for are quite different.&lt;br /&gt;Just visit it and you can tell. Of course maybe not in the future, since I'm like keeping a piece of&lt;br /&gt;some designs which I really like. hahah :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighto! Goodbyeee, shall end here :)&lt;br /&gt;hmm. tmr will be quite busy, after photoshoot will have to take measurements etc.&lt;br /&gt;Then will have to prepare when I will launch it, plan strategically. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Plus I will have to design the launch page too.&lt;br /&gt;Then wednesday, I've got Qn's photoshoot in the morning.. I'd be awkwardly free after that,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to travel back, so will have to postpone exercising with Bdon at warren.&lt;br /&gt;Then tuition on Thursday as well. lols. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy busy busy! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I was a mind reader.&lt;br /&gt;I can always guess, figure out what someone else is thinking/feeling about certain things.&lt;br /&gt;But when it comes to things like this, I really can't :(&lt;br /&gt;and I don't want to keep on guessing, so sometimes I just g.i.v.e u.p :)&lt;br /&gt;Throw everything away. So I won't get so easily affected.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever will be will be. but I guess that's just me.&lt;br /&gt;The more I can't understand, figure out, the more I want to :/&lt;br /&gt;bad right. Not a 'wrong' thing, but just a bad habit/liking. in other words, it's probably the suspense. lol.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not making sense. okay bye :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-5164914649499686749?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/5164914649499686749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=5164914649499686749&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/5164914649499686749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/5164914649499686749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/08/say-bye-bye-bye.html' title='Say Bye-Bye-Bye.'/><author><name>ESTY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029779.post-8389548782361551098</id><published>2011-08-01T08:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T08:59:30.341+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TGD'/><title type='text'>God's name will be glorified...</title><content type='html'>even if His children are not perfect and mess up many times.&lt;br /&gt;"God's goodness and His providence will always be constantly made known."&lt;br /&gt;That's what zy told me. He's one lovingly annoying brother in Christ. haha.&lt;br /&gt;(Not because of what he said above lah, cause he 'bullies' me too, but when he's&lt;br /&gt;nice he can be really nice.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So rmb I previously mentioned that Elda asked me to just share something,&lt;br /&gt;at that point in time I didn't know what I wanted to share, so I thought about it over two-three days.&lt;br /&gt;And I actually wrote it out, and sent it to my email, and planned to get it printed in Church today(Saturday),&lt;br /&gt;so that during lunch I can look through it.. Guess what? God has other plans.&lt;br /&gt;The computer was down :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went up to the resource room and took rough paper, and wrote it out.&lt;br /&gt;It was like totally different from what I had planned the night before.&lt;br /&gt;(Doesn't necessarily have to be a bad thing)&lt;br /&gt;And then as I was reading it through in my head, I started to tear a little.&lt;br /&gt;felt rather silly :/ Cause I wasn't even in front of anybody :/&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, it was cause the Holy Spirit was reminding me again of how good God has been to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I don't know why, I didn't feel like holding on to my script,&lt;br /&gt;neither did I feel super anxious. There was this peace in my heart, but yes, nevertheless&lt;br /&gt;fretting over whether I'd forget what I wanted to say did happen.&lt;br /&gt;So throughout the night, there were times I thought I should go up,&lt;br /&gt;then there were times I hoped that maybe I could get away with it :x&lt;br /&gt;Of course Elda didn't force me, she just prompted me, and lipped that 'it's up to you'.&lt;br /&gt;This was towards the end already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reason for sharing? Because I want people to know how God can work in ways we sometimes&lt;br /&gt;don't realize it, and how we should trust Him at that point in time, because we will not regret what&lt;br /&gt;He has planned for us next, which would only happen if we had trusted in Him, and obeyed Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but of course, I 'messed up'. Surprisingly my hands weren't shivering,&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it, I can't rmb what I was doing with my hands. hmm... ohh probably in my pockets :x&lt;br /&gt;When I say messed up, it's from the worldly point of view,&lt;br /&gt;I'd fail English Oral if that was a test :x&lt;br /&gt;Articulation of words were there, but not between sobs.&lt;br /&gt;Flow of words was terrible, I felt like I was being incoherent. Cause the moment I started&lt;br /&gt;tearing up I'd totally forget what I want to say next. bleh..so annoying. so I'd jump from this point to that.&lt;br /&gt;All over the place uh :( :( :( I was worried that my friends wouldn't even understand what I'm saying. lol&lt;br /&gt;but I was emotional to even think about it, just wanted to say whatever I could rmb, then go sit down. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I learned that on Saturday that when you obey God, and His promptings to do His work,&lt;br /&gt;it glorifies Him even if it looks like a failure to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above were all written on Saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;but I was too tired, so I just went to sleep! :)&lt;br /&gt;Shall blog in another entry for today! Short post, then I'll go and do work :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-8389548782361551098?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/8389548782361551098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=8389548782361551098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/8389548782361551098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/8389548782361551098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/08/gods-name-will-be-glorified.html' title='God&apos;s name will be glorified...'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-3776974733677859975</id><published>2011-08-01T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T01:17:13.767+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='midnight rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodbye ian'/><title type='text'>Mini Sleep over!</title><content type='html'>I'm at Lean's place right now :)&lt;br /&gt;I have a super long saved draft but will leave that till tmr!&lt;br /&gt;That's cause it has been a really long and busy weekend! and I need my beauty sleep right!&lt;br /&gt;It's already 12:37am! And I have to wake up at 4AM!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sending Ian off ! aiyoooo I don't know if I'll cry :x&lt;br /&gt;I hope L cries, so it won't be like awkward for me, like why am I the one crying.hehe!&lt;br /&gt;I just don't like it when people leaves, feels awkward. and sad..&lt;br /&gt;Like no more fun people, close friends around kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this morning, was ushering with Lean, and got bitten twice by this mosquito :(&lt;br /&gt;*Angry face* ugh. I already have a few scars from scratching them,&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's true, our skin takes longer time to heal as we grow older, when I was younger&lt;br /&gt;I could scratch and scratch and I'll get no scars!!!! nooo~ signs I'm ageing. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;I did think about how I'd be like if I'm old.. But I can't imagine.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I CAN BE (not that I am) quite childish at times. hahahah :)&lt;br /&gt;idk! I just like laughing, and little things tickle me so easily!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after TZ, I helped kor abit with Elda's farewell gift, like stuffing the stars into the bottle,&lt;br /&gt;and making the cotton wool bed effect for the stars :)&lt;br /&gt;so sweet, they wrote stuff on them, and folded them! :)&lt;br /&gt;I can't fold those type of tiny paper stars for nuts!&lt;br /&gt;I can only fold straw hearts! ^^&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know what's my record? hahah Don't tell you :)&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't matter anyways, it's been a long forgotten record. Nobody will dig it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, then we had a surprise party for Elda at the sky room,&lt;br /&gt;I kinda had to self invite myself =.-&lt;br /&gt;Cause I was sleeping over at Lean's place, and her parents were invited so her family was invited,&lt;br /&gt;and so, they wouldn't leave me all alone right. Then again, I'm quite close to elda, so.. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;so I asked kor, and he asked Esther. hehe :) so can lor ^^&lt;br /&gt;Then when I was at Lean's place, I was making her card, so pretty okayyy..&lt;br /&gt;Or so I think it is! ;p I drew the American flag! the FIFTY STARs, GAGS!&lt;br /&gt;I had to draw super tiny versions !!! And with.. LIQUID PAPER. It's like so hard to control how&lt;br /&gt;much liquid comes out of there =.-&lt;br /&gt;but i did it! :p&lt;br /&gt;The tiring part was the filling in of dark blue back ground for the stars! I wouldn't want to&lt;br /&gt;accidentally draw over the stars right! haha. So I wrote her a long letter! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At church, we arrived late, so didn't get to see her surprised face. awww. haha.&lt;br /&gt;But she was genuinely surprised. good job people ! :D&lt;br /&gt;Then had dinner, and just chatted, joked, took polaroid photos! I love those, the effects are nice!&lt;br /&gt;But they are expensive :( $100 + for the camera itself! Film is expensive too :(&lt;br /&gt;ohwell! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then I left early to accompany L.&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling soooo awkward :(&lt;br /&gt;(to them, don't feel stressed if you read this. You should also know la, but don't worry. I'm fine.haha)&lt;br /&gt;Besides, it would never happen again for some time. Not that it's a 'good' reason why&lt;br /&gt;if you get what I mean.haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just want to remember this moment!&lt;br /&gt;I can add to my stories of 'what was your most awkward/embarrassing moment."&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I felt like digging a hole in the ground, and putting my head in it.&lt;br /&gt;I felt like my hands and feet were awkwardly placed!! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Felt like I didn't belong, which is TRUE, I don't... and they even invited us to take a photo with them.&lt;br /&gt;very kind of them, but I felt sooo weird... imagine.. photo printed..&lt;br /&gt;then like... see see.. eh? who's this arh? sianzzzz ( LOL )&lt;br /&gt;whatever la. This has definitely thickened my skin. I can face the world!!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;and when I first entered, I didn't know where to sit.&lt;br /&gt;And people I texted were NOT replying at that moment. so annoying.&lt;br /&gt;I actually only texted one friend, cause I didn't want to be mean and text all my friends right. LOL&lt;br /&gt;but FAIL. see, don't put your trust in humans. They cannot&amp;nbsp;guarantee anything because this life is not theirs to call&amp;nbsp;their 'OWN'. I'm not blaming my friend lah okay, I'm just using it as a lead on point. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;This weekend has brought me on another roller coaster ride.&lt;br /&gt;Can get so happy, can get so disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;ugh. but I'm getting used to it, or at least I will not dwell on it as long as I'd usually do,&lt;br /&gt;cause I know what to tell myself so that I won't feel so disappointed :)&lt;br /&gt;Which helps. Yet I find it quite sad.. wished things were different.&lt;br /&gt;But good also la.. okay, I'm being incoherent, actually no, I'm just thinking about things,&lt;br /&gt;and then reacting to them, by saying the stuff I said above. hahah. so it's like, the fill-ins.&lt;br /&gt;hehhe ^^ whatever. Just feeling quite annoyed. But I won't blame anyone but myself.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot control how others act, so I can't blame them.&lt;br /&gt;I can control my way of reacting, and if I react badly, then I can only blame myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 hours left to sleep!!!! AHH!&lt;br /&gt;I've got to teach tuition tmr!but at least his flight is super early,&lt;br /&gt;so I can get some sleep after that :)&lt;br /&gt;IDK if i'd be staying over at Lean's place to catch up on my sleep,&lt;br /&gt;depends if there's anyone who can send me back tmr from the airport, if not, I'd just sleep at her place.&lt;br /&gt;then wake up after lunch then head back home. hahaha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! Let me talk about my cute card to Ian.&amp;nbsp;Cause I'm such a sweet friend. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;well, after bathing, being slightly awake, I went to do his card.IT looked REALLY COOL.&lt;br /&gt;UNTIL.... I started writing T_T noo~!!!&lt;br /&gt;My handwriting is so annoying! At times, it can be so niceeee! and other times, it'll be incoherent.&lt;br /&gt;so basically, I wrote in my trendy kind of handwriting, the slightly messy but nice type,&lt;br /&gt;then I got a little lazy, and it started getting slightly incoherent, so the overall impression was..&lt;br /&gt;incoherent~!!!!! :( Then I decided to switch to cursive. then It looked and felt cool.&lt;br /&gt;Like neat and classy.. then it started getting weird cause I didn't write actually in a straight line :/&lt;br /&gt;LOL~ ughh!!!!! :( :( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then I gave up.. and on the left column, where his name is, I started using thin red ink,&lt;br /&gt;and write random short notes in super small font. and to fill up the empty spaces&lt;br /&gt;between the alphabets in his name. it's spaced out like this..&lt;br /&gt;I....A.....N....etc.. LOL. so there were quite A &amp;nbsp;LOT of space in between :)&lt;br /&gt;okay, so messy's the new cool now :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wide awake leh! Oh no. tmr die :(&lt;br /&gt;I guess I was awake cause Im blogging, it got my mind thinking. ahha.&lt;br /&gt;so let's do some mini reflection as well. teehee.&lt;br /&gt;Lean's not asleep, she's on the phone :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, maybe not..&lt;br /&gt;I just want to keep saying..&lt;br /&gt;I'm annoyed...&lt;br /&gt;I'm annoyed...&lt;br /&gt;I'm annoyed...&lt;br /&gt;but I'll try not to be.. I shouldn't care....shouldn't matter to me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I'm doing or saying either.&lt;br /&gt;I just go with whatever I feel..&lt;br /&gt;but then again that shouldn't be what I should do..&lt;br /&gt;aiyahhhh. I'm ranting. . making no sense at all :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH!!! I want to say something,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I HAVE TO BLOG ABOUT THIS :)&lt;br /&gt;cause it's making me smile! because I appreciate it!&lt;br /&gt;Ian wrote a letter for his friends, and I got one duh :p&lt;br /&gt;and so in the letter, he gave me 6 points of why I'd be a good girlfriend. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;okay, it may seem wrong to some of you, but don't misunderstand!!!!&lt;br /&gt;He seems to know me well as a friend, and I appreciate that! :)&lt;br /&gt;His reasons somewhat made me smile cause of some reasons.&lt;br /&gt;Like, it was an encouragement la in some sense, idk if he knew it or what.&lt;br /&gt;cause I don't think we usually talk about rs. only that once when I asked about his.&lt;br /&gt;cause I wanted to make sure my friend was in safe hands :)&lt;br /&gt;(it's okay to blog about this right? ^^ if it's not, tell me, I'll delete it, I don't mind! :) )&lt;br /&gt;but yeah!&amp;nbsp;okay I'll only share the first one, cause it made me laugh and want to strangle him!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;He said my height would make the guy feel good =.- or was it tall. sorry friend, the card's not with me now.&lt;br /&gt;but I KNOW AND REMEMBER you were implying that I was SHORT.&lt;br /&gt;LOL! yeah, pft.. im glad my flaws can make someone feel better about himself. (in this context.) lol&lt;br /&gt;kidding lah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk byeee :)&lt;br /&gt;going to get my 2hour and 45 minutes of sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;Wish me all the best ! :p&lt;br /&gt;No dreams tonight dear God, I can't handle those super real-like dreams&lt;br /&gt;where I am having a cold war with someone, and now when I see the person,&lt;br /&gt;I feel awkward. okay.. yes, my dreams are... weird. okay bye :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-3776974733677859975?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/3776974733677859975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=3776974733677859975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/3776974733677859975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/3776974733677859975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/08/mini-sleep-over.html' title='Mini Sleep over!'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-3477013505938607221</id><published>2011-07-29T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T21:02:48.189+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random fill-ins'/><title type='text'>JFYI ^^</title><content type='html'>Quite a busy day for me. Though almost half the day was spent 'shopping'.&lt;br /&gt;Not for myself but for my upcoming collection!&lt;br /&gt;The delay in collection is because the stocks were delayed :(&lt;br /&gt;I want to complete at least 4 more collections before school starts! :)&lt;br /&gt;At least I have the long train journey to complete my Piano theory :)&lt;br /&gt;After blogging I'll have to prepare for tuition tmr + other stuff!&lt;br /&gt;Lots to prepare this weekend! eeps! so this post will be kept real short!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, ytd my dream was.. weirdly strange. Felt real.&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, in my dream I talked to someone, well not really. He's still ignoring me and was&lt;br /&gt;angry with me in my dream :x strange... I wonder if he's angry at me in real life.&lt;br /&gt;Doubt it. I hardly make people angry :p&lt;br /&gt;Soo yeah, whatever, it's just a dream~ :))&lt;br /&gt;OH! My boss told me, (and I agreed.. I felt bad saying no. cause he asked a few times already)&lt;br /&gt;I'll be taking up this other sakamoto class, on Thursdays evening.&lt;br /&gt;I hope my school is morning session... Pretty pretty please let it be in the morning session!&lt;br /&gt;*crosses finger*&lt;br /&gt;okayy byeee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JFYI(Just for your info)&lt;br /&gt;-I met a screamy kid on the train today, quite annoyingly loud.&lt;br /&gt;-I encountered two lower sec/upper primary (I can't tell) boys running like seriously chasing&lt;br /&gt;each other at the mrt while waiting for the train =.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should totally have this page solely for Public Transport Encounters.ugh.&lt;br /&gt;I've blogged before, like how I always get thrown around* (an exaggeration of course)&lt;br /&gt;on the train, and all my annoying encounters. lols. I feel so 'suay'...&lt;br /&gt;yeah so if you've got any encounters (interesting ones would be cool! Rants would be understandable) to share, feel free to leave a comment! I'd like to imagine what other things could happen on the train.&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh today, while walking back from piano lesson, this white van (those you see in dramas)&lt;br /&gt;drove past me, and stopped slightly ahead of me, (I was walking along the road)&lt;br /&gt;and immediately! The first thought that came into my head was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Later some people run out and come kidnap me!" LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I don't think I'm worth like millions of dollars etc, it's just that,&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching too much dramas where people always kidnap others in white vans...&lt;br /&gt;Why white? why not other colours? so yeah, every time I see a white van, I imagine a kidnapping scene.&lt;br /&gt;okay I'm retarded. LOL whatever. kthxbye :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-3477013505938607221?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/3477013505938607221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=3477013505938607221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/3477013505938607221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/3477013505938607221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/07/jfyi.html' title='JFYI ^^'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-7750448373290243092</id><published>2011-07-28T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T17:26:48.489+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stage fright'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='siblings'/><title type='text'>Sister's camera ;)</title><content type='html'>I LOVE MY SISTER's CAMERA ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can view details of it, and the other 4 models launched tgt with it(in 2009), here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dpreview.com/news/0902/09021710sonyh20w230w290t90t900.asp"&gt;http://www.dpreview.com/news/0902/09021710sonyh20w230w290t90t900.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idk which model is my sisters one. but I just know it's nice. And I LIKE TO USE IT! :p&lt;br /&gt;I'm a techno-noob. Don't really keep in trend with all these.&lt;br /&gt;But I like this digital camera! :)&lt;br /&gt;The screen is clear, and when I uploaded photos I took unto my laptop,&lt;br /&gt;the way it looked like from the camera's screen doesn't differ much. Means the screen is good too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not paid to do this okay, just really happy she bought a good camera :p&lt;br /&gt;Cause I benefit too right? :p&lt;br /&gt;Carrying around my bro's dslr can be really heavy! So... heheh *evil grins*&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm the most useless sibling everrr :( :( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;Bro gets laptop and camera, I use.&lt;br /&gt;Sis gets expensive clothes, bags, camera, I also use.&lt;br /&gt;But I rarely buy anything...so they got nothing to use.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Is this the middle child syndrome. I suppose not. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;But it could be... Like.. by the time I'm old enough to want/need to have such stuff,&lt;br /&gt;my sister is even older, to go buy things on her own. (in other words, have enough money to.)&lt;br /&gt;Then my brother is the youngest, so always gets doted on by my dad. pft.&lt;br /&gt;I used to be the one lor. grrr. hahha just kidding, doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;Dad dotes on him by buying him things when he studies hard. (as I've mentioned a gazillion times)&lt;br /&gt;Lol. but oh well ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to stay focused. Rmb? Can't depend on anybody, (besides God).&lt;br /&gt;Must jiayou with my blogshop + tuition. + NIE teaching ^^&lt;br /&gt;My boss just called and asked me when are my available weekdays,&lt;br /&gt;to go down to the Yishun centre, for another Sakamoto class.&lt;br /&gt;Even though I'm feeling half afraid and half lazy, gotta just force myself to work uh.&lt;br /&gt;but I still do consider other things. Like working on Fridays, in the future I'd probably want to go out,&lt;br /&gt;more over my piano timings are unfixed, which is something I like in some way.&lt;br /&gt;Flexible I would call it :)&lt;br /&gt;Then Mondays I already have another tuition. The other day a tuition agent called me,&lt;br /&gt;urgent assignment, sec1 English, but that was like at 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't take it. Cause I didn't want to be too tied down. Especially cause for private tuition,&lt;br /&gt;I got to prepare the materials on my own. so yeah..&lt;br /&gt;but if I do take up, that class will be all primary 5 boys. gags. I hope they aren't very rowdy :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So yeah, today I decided not to go for dance, cause I had work to do and feeling quite lazy to&lt;br /&gt;travel down and exercise :x hehe.&lt;br /&gt;So had lunch with Elda at Lot1, ate at my favorite jap place there :)&lt;br /&gt;I brought my sister's camera intending to take a photo of the food...&lt;br /&gt;but when my food came... I totally forgot about taking photos :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, she's over at my place now, and we're both doing work!&lt;br /&gt;she's prepping for this Sat's event 'Worship Under the Stars'.&lt;br /&gt;And she was just sharing that she read this book which had one article about a guy saying&lt;br /&gt;that to help himself persevere in his faith, he constantly preaches the gospel to himself.&lt;br /&gt;I guess the point is that, even though we heard the gospel, and believed it,&lt;br /&gt;the gospel doesn't end on that day. It is supposed to the center of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;So I guess that's a good reminder for me as well :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. she asked me to prepare something to share on that day :(&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I don't like to share how God has been working in my life,&lt;br /&gt;but whenever I do... I'll start to tear. oh boy.. but I felt bad saying no,&lt;br /&gt;even though I did try to protest. . . lols. That's probably also the reason why I talk about&lt;br /&gt;emotional stuff on my blog more often then you see me do in real life.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't like tearing in front of people. I get the goose bumps on my arms,&lt;br /&gt;and the tingling feeling down my bad. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Or when I'm super nervous, I'll also choke up tears. weirdo. hahahahah :x&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... okay let me share a secret. hahahah&lt;br /&gt;One thing I do to stop myself from crying.. is to replay techno songs in my head.&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T listen to them lah! Basically it's just random noises in my head, to keep me distracted,&lt;br /&gt;and not so emotional. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, ytd during pm when Cal shared his experience about his mission trip,&lt;br /&gt;he DID NOT HAVE any script at all :( this is what I call pro.&lt;br /&gt;Being able to think coherently on the spot, despite being nervous. okay he probably wasn't nervous.&lt;br /&gt;Even if he was, couldn't tell. But he's old enough I guess, to not feel 'nervous' when speaking&lt;br /&gt;in front of a large group. I used to be okay with that... something went wrong somewhere. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I whispered to steph "he no script siah". hehe. and she grinned cause she knows me la.&lt;br /&gt;When we prepare for TZ session, I need to write out my script word for word,&lt;br /&gt;to like help myself go through the thought process, etc. Whereas she just needs to write out point form,&lt;br /&gt;and important sentences etc. sobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so anyway, I think I'll still be using blogger for my blogshop.&lt;br /&gt;It's easier lah :p haha. The other one has like, GB space, etc, I don't know what that implies.&lt;br /&gt;What if loading speed is slow? yeah etc. ohwell :)&lt;br /&gt;yup! Okay! Will go continue with my piano theory hw! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-7750448373290243092?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/7750448373290243092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=7750448373290243092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/7750448373290243092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/7750448373290243092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/07/sisters-camera.html' title='Sister&apos;s camera ;)'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-7013603633693575707</id><published>2011-07-28T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T00:21:57.452+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='midnight rants'/><title type='text'>To be or not to be.</title><content type='html'>I regret to inform you that.. Lol. just kidding, why am I so formal ^^&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, photos will only be uploaded Saturday night!&lt;br /&gt;You will all know why then ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was kind of 'depressed' this morning, because I had to travel all the way to pasir ris..&lt;br /&gt;WITHOUT my ear piece :( :( :( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how far that is.. Like train journey was 1 hour and 5 minutes.. :(&lt;br /&gt;But I'm kidding, not entirely depressed. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I was probably day dreaming, tried praying, but I can't really stay focused,&lt;br /&gt;cause I keep seeing people around me. After I prayed about one issue, my mind would drift&lt;br /&gt;and day dream about it, like think about it. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway I'll be meeting elda for lunch tomorrow to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;She's going overseas really soon! &amp;amp; Ian too!&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, after lunch, will meet steph for dinner, then acc her for dance.&lt;br /&gt;*poof* There goes the money I earned from tuition.. lols.kidding :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I went on youtube to check out 'Boyfriend's new song called "you and I".&lt;br /&gt;They don't have an official mv yet, cause they haven't performed it yet!&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, I read some of the comments and I kind of agreed with it!&lt;br /&gt;Like the first video 'Boyfriend' was a little girly, I wasn't VERY interested.&lt;br /&gt;Until I saw their second one, the teaser. Called... Let's get it started..&lt;br /&gt;So there's this new song, it sounds pretty alright, hope their mv is nice. lol&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this video had english subs, and boy can I say, for korean songs right,&lt;br /&gt;one think I've noticed, their lyrics are so... boring.. I guess in the korean language&lt;br /&gt;it might sound nicer, and more fluent. haha. But when translated, its like simple sentences.&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't matter, I guess why people still like their songs is precisely cause they&lt;br /&gt;don't really hear the English words coming out of the speakers. lol.&lt;br /&gt;So their focus wouldn't be on the words, but on the beat, tune, melody, and duh, the singers. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a moment, I forgot what I wanted to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;Then I read my title, and I remembered ^^&lt;br /&gt;Just some random thoughts I had last night before I went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly thought to myself as I lay in bed "Esther, you can't depend on anyone.&lt;br /&gt;You can't depend on a guy to take care of you. You have to be independent."&lt;br /&gt;Cause I've always disliked being independent. The feeling of being alone scares me sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I can never leave my house (though I did once, nearly died)&lt;br /&gt;without MY PHONE. It's not technically a person. I guess I'm just PARANOID.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah. I'm afraid that in case of an emergency, I can't contact anyone. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Like.. what if I get kidnapped.. etc along those lines. LOL&lt;br /&gt;I think I grew up watching too much tv. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So similarly, if I'm with someone, if anything happens, there'll be someone to 'discuss' things with.&lt;br /&gt;so...yeah. But then, knowing how people are like, I had to push myself to be willing to try to&lt;br /&gt;learn to be independent... So that when people fail me, or in times when I have to be alone,&lt;br /&gt;I can still breath! haha. so.. I think, I know, I'm getting better. But quite slowly ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last night, I quickly thought about this.. &lt;i&gt;"what if I never get married.. can I support myself?"*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I WHIPPED (my head back and forth~) LOL. sorry, got distracted by that song lyric.hehe!&lt;br /&gt;... where was I.. yes.. so I WHIPPED my PHONE out, (actually just picked it up from my side)&lt;br /&gt;and I scrambled to find the calculator... Next.....&lt;br /&gt;I calculated that if I worked 5 days a week ( 4 tuition lessons per day ) for a month, as a PRIVATE TUTOR,&lt;br /&gt;I'd be earning a 'decent' amount of money. (depends on how much I'd need to spend)&lt;br /&gt;But that can only start happening about.. 10 yrs down the road. Cause I gotta gain experience first right.lol&lt;br /&gt;so yeah ^^ Disclaimer: I only counted 5 days per week, cause I didn't want my weekends to be touched.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to work in an environment where I can decide for myself what my schedule will be like ^^&lt;br /&gt;Not so that I can slack okay, so that when I need to do stuff, I won't say 'sorry can't do it'.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like saying that, feel so bad. so yeah but to reach that, have to suffer abit first. hahah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! It's late! good night people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-7013603633693575707?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/7013603633693575707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=7013603633693575707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/7013603633693575707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/7013603633693575707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/07/to-be-or-not-to-be.html' title='To be or not to be.'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-8778043113345517525</id><published>2011-07-26T23:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T00:03:03.810+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='midnight rants'/><title type='text'>breathe..</title><content type='html'>I watched till episode 9 of the korean drama "Hello! My Lady"&lt;br /&gt;cause I couldn't find the other episodes on youtube. &amp;amp; a good thing too,&lt;br /&gt;cause I need to sleep. I've got to travel all the way to pasir ris tmr. Will upload photos on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;After doing stuff at steph's house, we'll be going to church for pm, then I'd probably be quite exhausted&lt;br /&gt;by the time I get home, so no blogging tomorrow.haha.&lt;br /&gt;This is just going to be a post on my honest reflections, and yeah, my rants.&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to read on, it might just bore you. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I was just watching the videos which I previously posted,&lt;br /&gt;and then my mother came to talk to me again about my 'future'. Said that if I go into the&lt;br /&gt;hospitality line, I would learn to become more street smart, but if I'm in teaching,&lt;br /&gt;I'd forever be 'stuck' in this line, facing children.&lt;br /&gt;Pros and cons. But I got a little annoyed, not at her, but like, I really don't like making such&lt;br /&gt;'difficult' decisions. Decisions that either way, require you to take some risk that you're not even&lt;br /&gt;sure what the outcome is. You can say I'm a coward in that sense :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so when I get annoyed, the feeling of being defiant (in this case defiant towards making decisions)&lt;br /&gt;starts to build up :( To make it worse, the video was the cool cool one. LOL.)&lt;br /&gt;So I felt this 'heck care' attitude in me. Which is 'wrong'. Like I shouldn't have such an attitude :(&lt;br /&gt;Must fight it!! :(&lt;br /&gt;It made me day dream about not caring about anyone's opinions,&lt;br /&gt;just doing things the way I like it, in other words, I'd just care about what I feel/want.&lt;br /&gt;And not the impact it'll have in the future, not the impact it'll have on the people around me.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh~ I couldn't just hold it inside me, so I stopped watching the video, and turned to blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like me, being 19 don't have any dreams. but it's that I day dream too much,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it's counted as a dream at all. lols. people have one dream. I've got so many :(&lt;br /&gt;Is this considered as being&amp;nbsp;fickle? :(&lt;br /&gt;So what I've been doing my entire life is that whatever comes my way, I just take it.&lt;br /&gt;whatever doesn't come my way, means it's not meant to be. such a fatalistic attitude.&lt;br /&gt;I don't go out and create opportunities for myself :(&lt;br /&gt;Is that a bad thing? sigh. Sometimes I don't even know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(btw, my sis just walked past me, and that reminds me of something. My sister bought me&lt;br /&gt;2 shirts! weee~ so awesome. haha. She told me I had better not sell it online :x haha&lt;br /&gt;she bought two for like SGD$30 ++ so I don't think it's worth it to sell online too. The value is worth more!&lt;br /&gt;since it's my sister who bought it for me :) It's rare that she can buy clothes that I like.&lt;br /&gt;it's like, if she thinks I like it, I end up not liking it. But those that she buys for herself, I like uh :p&lt;br /&gt;I've yet to tell her that I wore her shorts while she was away :x Just once only!&lt;br /&gt;shhh! I'm surprised it fits me anyway, I'm fatter than her. lols. NO I didn't ruin it =.-&lt;br /&gt;Lol! kk she's so nice. I like her when she's like that, and not all snobbish. more human ^^&lt;br /&gt;she's really nice la, like I've said, everyone has their good and bad days.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway... LOL no mood to talk about my future already la.&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, as I was watching the video, I suddenly envisioned myself on a bike. so cool!&lt;br /&gt;(I mean the bike, not me.hahah) and sports bike. not a phantom or those small type.&lt;br /&gt;but of course I doubt I can fit. My legs will probably be dangling. LOL I can imagine myself&lt;br /&gt;looking so silly =.- Brandon did say can go adjust etc, but cost more.&lt;br /&gt;A car is still safer since I'm so fickle minded.&lt;br /&gt;the other day, we were talking about it with Brandon and Kim,&lt;br /&gt;They are both taking their license T_T I'm desperate girl #101 :(&lt;br /&gt;Kim's taking car, Brandon taking bike cause cheaper. the only disadvantage of a bike is&lt;br /&gt;1) rainy days&lt;br /&gt;2) Dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually it's not that the rider isn't careful, it's the other lousy drivers out there.&lt;br /&gt;If I ever can get a bike (yes I'm probably still day dreaming) I'd make sure my bike is hot red ^^&lt;br /&gt;so in the rear mirror of cars, or whatever, it catches the eye. So they won't come and hit me. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Or orange even brighter? but eee. I don't like. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;The only reason why I want a vehicle is.... I was about to state my reasons, then I figured,&lt;br /&gt;it's probably the same as others. hahahah =.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, with regards to the future,becoming a teacher still seems to have more pros right now.&lt;br /&gt;If I were to pursue any other area, the only pro is that it satisfies my superficial desire for doing something&lt;br /&gt;I like to do. Example if I were to go into Hospitality, it'll be only cause I enjoy serving.&lt;br /&gt;(Go be maid lor. lols.No hor, not that kind.) and I don't see any other pros,&lt;br /&gt;I actually see more cons, like, working shifts, not being able to attend church or be actively serving.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, *throws it out of my radar*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ought to sleep already, gotta wake up at 9am tomorrow and leave by 9.30am if I'm fast.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight ! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-8778043113345517525?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/8778043113345517525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=8778043113345517525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/8778043113345517525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/8778043113345517525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/07/breathe.html' title='breathe..'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-59448626971195385</id><published>2011-07-26T16:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T16:59:48.761+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean boyband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyfriend'/><title type='text'>[HD] 110526 (Debut) Let's Get It Started &amp; Boyfriend - Boyfriend</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dkHKmBe6tVQ?fs=1" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they also have videos on youtube whereby they combine both songs.&lt;br /&gt;There were a few choices to choose from, but I kind of preferred this one.&lt;br /&gt;The lighting and their dressing were slightly better in this performance :)&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy! no more already :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching this video brings out the little girl in me :p&lt;br /&gt;The *squeals!so cool!* .... LOL.&lt;br /&gt;and I like guys who can dance well :)&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, very cool right? *let me gush for awhile, I'll be back to normal soon enough.LOL*&lt;br /&gt;I won't buy their posters,cd that sorta thing :)&lt;br /&gt;Not to that extent. haha.&lt;br /&gt;But cool right? I can keep watching this video over and over again.hehehe ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-59448626971195385?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/59448626971195385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=59448626971195385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/59448626971195385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/59448626971195385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/07/hd-110526-debut-lets-get-it-started.html' title='[HD] 110526 (Debut) Let&apos;s Get It Started &amp; Boyfriend - Boyfriend'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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://img.youtube.com/vi/dkHKmBe6tVQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029779.post-5369860542379537722</id><published>2011-07-26T16:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T16:54:59.089+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean boyband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyfriend'/><title type='text'>BOYFRIEND(보이프렌드) 'Boyfriend' choreography ver.(안무영상)</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/WRttwRhPl68?fs=1" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a video of them practicing at their studio :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-5369860542379537722?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/5369860542379537722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=5369860542379537722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/5369860542379537722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/5369860542379537722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/07/boyfriend-boyfriend-choreography-ver.html' title='BOYFRIEND(보이프렌드) &apos;Boyfriend&apos; choreography ver.(안무영상)'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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://img.youtube.com/vi/WRttwRhPl68/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029779.post-1829503758392116570</id><published>2011-07-26T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T16:54:13.906+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean boyband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyfriend'/><title type='text'>보이프렌드 티저 (Boyfriend water floor Teaser)</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9dMrvmm9U0c?fs=1" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is their mv when they are using water.&lt;br /&gt;Can't really see their&amp;nbsp;choreography as clearly, so I uploaded another video!&lt;br /&gt;hehe but the effect is cool :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-1829503758392116570?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/1829503758392116570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=1829503758392116570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/1829503758392116570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/1829503758392116570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/07/boyfriend-water-floor-teaser.html' title='보이프렌드 티저 (Boyfriend water floor Teaser)'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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://img.youtube.com/vi/9dMrvmm9U0c/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029779.post-7432821581393758203</id><published>2011-07-26T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T16:52:36.896+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean boyband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyfriend'/><title type='text'>BOYFRIEND(보이프렌드) 'Boyfriend' M.V Full HD</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zd5GGvWWnzU?fs=1" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay readers! You gotta bear with me for just today ( I hope!)&lt;br /&gt;Cassy introduced me to this korean boy band called 'Boyfriend'.&lt;br /&gt;I'm usually not like k-pop crazy, but this band looked slightly different than the rest.&lt;br /&gt;And their dance is cute and creative. So initially I was telling her 'they have a baby face..'&lt;br /&gt;No manly aura. hahah. So I thought it was just one of the usual. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Then I was on youtube and they provide other related videos right?&lt;br /&gt;so they were smart enough, to come up with a mv which I will also upload!&lt;br /&gt;In that mv, they give off a different aura! &amp;nbsp;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;So it's a good balance ;)&lt;br /&gt;Other korean bands, either cute, or cool. But this has both! ^^&lt;br /&gt;Btw, they've got a pair of twins. The golden hair guy, and another guy.&lt;br /&gt;They seriously look identical. hahah. But I prefer the non-golden hair, his name is kwang min!&lt;br /&gt;And there's this other guy in this band called Min Woo. He also has a baby face.&lt;br /&gt;You'd probably take note of them if you've got similar taste to mine hahah.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm definitely not going to go crazy. I'll never know them or meet them,&lt;br /&gt;and they are not my idols. lols. Just enjoy watching their music videos :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-7432821581393758203?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/7432821581393758203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=7432821581393758203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/7432821581393758203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/7432821581393758203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/07/boyfriend-boyfriend-mv-full-hd.html' title='BOYFRIEND(보이프렌드) &apos;Boyfriend&apos; M.V Full HD'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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://img.youtube.com/vi/zd5GGvWWnzU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029779.post-8364592218090036672</id><published>2011-07-26T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T13:10:34.388+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>"Let's Share Good Stuff"</title><content type='html'>Tidied up my room, somewhat. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had coco crunch for breakfast! :)&lt;br /&gt;Today's a rest home day for me cause the next few days I'd be going out every single day!&lt;br /&gt;I was watching The Doctors TV on channel5. I like watching their shows cause&lt;br /&gt;they always give practical health tips! :)&lt;br /&gt;And it's not like a boring show, they are quite&amp;nbsp;humorous&amp;nbsp;as well :)&lt;br /&gt;Then I watched Just for Laughs. So funny! :)&lt;br /&gt;I was seriously laughing out loud :/ it's normal right. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;whatever, I laugh very easily. hahahah ^^&lt;br /&gt;Laughter is the best medicine, it's so true! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah I just wanted to share something which I read on one of my fb grps, one of my church friend posted it and I felt that it was a good reminder for myself, and for other Christians, and for non-christians to&lt;br /&gt;think about :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Practical Duties of Waiting for Christ's Return&lt;/b&gt; - JC Ryle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;What are the practical duties of all true believers in the prospect of the second coming of Jesus Christ? Our Lord mentions three things, to which His people should attend. He tells them plainly that He is coming again one day, in power and great glory. He tells them at the same time, that the precise hour and date of that coming are not known. What then are His people to do? In what position of mind are they to live? They are to watch. They are to pray. They are to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;We are to&lt;b&gt; WATCH&lt;/b&gt;. We are to live always on our guard. We are to keep our souls in a wakeful, lively state, prepared at any time to meet our Master. We are to beware of anything like spiritual lethargy, dulness, deadness, and torpor. The company, the employment of time, the society which induces us to forget Christ and His second advent, should be marked, noted, and avoided. “Let us not sleep as do others,” says the apostle,“but let us watch and be sober” (1 Thess 5:6)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;We are to &lt;b&gt;PRAY&lt;/b&gt;. We are to keep up habits of regular communion and communion with God. We are to allow no coldness to come in between us and our Father in heaven, but to speak with Him daily; that so we may be ready at any moment to see Him face to face. Moreover, we are to make special prayer about the Lord’s coming, that we may be “found in peace, without spot and blameless,” and that our hearts may at no time be “overcharged” with the cares of this life, and so the day come upon us unawares. (2 Peter 3:14; Luke 21:34)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;We are to&lt;b&gt; WORK&lt;/b&gt;. We are to realize that we are all servants of a great Master, who has given to every man his work, and expects that work to be done. We are to labor to glorify God, each in our particular sphere and relation. There is always something for every one to do. We are to strive each of us to shine as a light–to be the salt of our own times–to be faithful witnesses for our Master, and to honor Him by conscientiousness and consistency in our daily lives. Our great desire must be to be found not idle and sleeping, but working and doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Summary: Such are the simple injunctions to which our Lord would have us attend. They ought to stir up in the hearts of all professing Christians great self-examination. Are we looking for our Savior’s return? Do we long for His appearing? Can we say with sincerity, Come, Lord Jesus? Do we live as if we expected Christ to come again? These are questions which demand serious consideration. May we give them the attention which &lt;/span&gt;they deserve!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byeee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-8364592218090036672?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/8364592218090036672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=8364592218090036672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/8364592218090036672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/8364592218090036672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/07/lets-share-good-stuff.html' title='&quot;Let&apos;s Share Good Stuff&quot;'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-2214665914576105174</id><published>2011-07-26T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T01:34:38.444+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Drink Kopi-o!</title><content type='html'>Okay I actually don't drink that. I doubt I've ever tasted it.&lt;br /&gt;Never did like such stuff, neither do I like warm/hot drinks. Totally unhealthy yes I know.&lt;br /&gt;Blame it on the weather, if I lived in a cold country, I'd be in love with warm drinks.&lt;br /&gt;I put that as a blog title cause I kinda FELT like I was some ah-pei&lt;br /&gt;sitting at the coffee shop talking about the past, (and yes I felt old at some points)&lt;br /&gt;and having good laughs and some drinks. (No alcohol, mountain dew.haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That didn't really happen. What actually happened was that after dinner at lot1, kim, brandon and myself&lt;br /&gt;went back to my condo downstairs to chill :)&lt;br /&gt;I bought a cake intending to 'surprise' Brandon cause I knew he'd never think I'd actually go buy it :D&lt;br /&gt;So we sat at the back of 71, cause they wanted to smoke and now there's like this rule in NV&lt;br /&gt;that you can't smoke anywhere except behind 71, and being a law abiding resident as always ;)&lt;br /&gt;I told them to slack there. It's a good thing, reduces the number of passive smokers and buds on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;But before that, he went to the washroom,&lt;br /&gt;so I went to take out the cake, intending to light it, then Brandon came out so quickly&lt;br /&gt;and he wasn't exactly surprised, cause no lighted candles, he just saw it and was appreciative ^^&lt;br /&gt;He has really changed since secondary school, in a good way :)&lt;br /&gt;Less ahbeng, slightly more serious :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sorry readers, no photos! :(&lt;br /&gt;They are camera shy, and I was feeling quite tired! Wanted to sleep, but just chilling is fun too.&lt;br /&gt;Talking and laughing, cracking jokes.&lt;br /&gt;It did feel nice, like just laughing every few minutes cause we all say funny stuff.&lt;br /&gt;(no crude jokes of course) And they are not very 'loud' people so it was a calm feeling,&lt;br /&gt;not like excited go super high type. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and guess what! I've found a warren country club member buddy! Can call him ... okay forget it...&lt;br /&gt;Realized it sounded so very terrible... *awkward face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, membership at warren's is only till 21 yrs old. (for the other family members)&lt;br /&gt;So he wants to make good use of the 'free' facilities.&lt;br /&gt;It's quite silly of me to go, cause my dad's already paying for the condo&amp;nbsp;maintenance fee every month!&lt;br /&gt;(which includes the facilities as well) and I'm like going to another place to use the facilities.hahah.&lt;br /&gt;but then again, dad paid for membership there too. soo.. okay lor.&lt;br /&gt;The facilities there are definitely prettier/cooler/more expensive. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if I'm in the mood I'd take a photo. I seriously want an iphone. It's a 'want' :(&lt;br /&gt;Am i being materialistic? :( :( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;But I want to use the internet! and I wouldn't want to carry my laptop everywhere would I?&lt;br /&gt;Plus I'd want to take decent quality photos with my phone at the same time have a phone that&lt;br /&gt;I can zi pai + see what I'm taking.LOL. yet I don't want to buy a camera specially for that purpose only.&lt;br /&gt;iphone fits the criteria :( &amp;nbsp;All in one. Save weight + save money (of another camera. Not that I'd get it)&lt;br /&gt;haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were just talking about future plans, and like EVERY TIME I TELL PEOPLE&lt;br /&gt;that I'm going into teaching, they'd give me the 'seriously?' (at least people of my age la)&lt;br /&gt;They think it's like the end of the road (which is true, and which is what most people have told me)&lt;br /&gt;meaning, it's hard to switch to another career.&lt;br /&gt;Then they'd automatically assume that I'd be going secondary school, so they'd either say&lt;br /&gt;1) you sure you can handle them? (cause many are rebellious) OR&lt;br /&gt;2) haha! but they're all taller than you! (of course the teasing doesn't end with just that statement.)&lt;br /&gt;=.- lols. And after correcting them that I'd be going primary instead..&lt;br /&gt;The teasing doesn't stop. Instead of looking down, now they can't find me =.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so today brandon said the same thing! why am I not surprised?! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;He even added that the students would have trouble looking for me =.-&lt;br /&gt;they'd think that I'm a student as well. (after realizing it's primary school that I'd prob be going to.)&lt;br /&gt;So he did mention this while slacking "Are you sad that you're short?"&lt;br /&gt;hahah. People have asked me that too. and my respond has always been the same.&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes it'd be nicer if I was taller. but I'm fine with being short."&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, has its advantages too. haha ;)&lt;br /&gt;Like.. not hitting your head as easily.. etc. etc. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Or like, if you're in the open sea with a taller person, and a shark comes, his/her legs get caught first.&lt;br /&gt;Okay that sounds pretty sadistic. HAHA. but I usually use that line as a joke.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously I'm kidding. I wouldn't be caught dead in the open sea.&lt;br /&gt;Literally and figuratively! :D hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, kimmy's becoming a more wild kid. But his character's not la.&lt;br /&gt;Just appearance. haha :) But he can't pull it off as an extremely rebellious kiddo.&lt;br /&gt;Cause his face abit cubby and blur face. hahaha Like you'd like to tease, 'bully' him. haha :)&lt;br /&gt;So we just 'lepak' until 11pm :/&lt;br /&gt;sleepy me. My hair is drying that's why I'm up blogging.&lt;br /&gt;(rhymes? hahah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, the last time we met was my birthday in 2010! Can you believe it, more than a year.&lt;br /&gt;I do miss other secondary school friends. But some I don't even have them on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;Others are quite busy, or our schedules don't quite click.&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes, after not talking for so long, you're kind of afraid to be so friendly,&lt;br /&gt;even though you still treat the person as a friend you are willing to share things with.(i.e HTHT)&lt;br /&gt;Cause maybe the other person doesn't feel the same way, or has changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we'll definitely want to meet up more often (and not let it be a yearly affair) Lol.&lt;br /&gt;so Brandon will be my warren country club buddy!&lt;br /&gt;Why must it be another member? Can't it be others? yes, can. But the guest will have to pay.&lt;br /&gt;and it isn't nice right? When you go in for 'free' but others have to pay.&lt;br /&gt;We both felt that way, that's why. It's quite rare you know!&lt;br /&gt;So any of you readers happen to be warren country club members too? Do tell me! ;)&lt;br /&gt;If we can click, you're free to join us :D&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, a certain age limit applies ;) Later is like some cheekopeh I gg-fied.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, when I used the term &amp;nbsp;"GG" today, Brandon was shocked.&lt;br /&gt;He said it's a term gamers usually use. I know it was derived from them,&lt;br /&gt;but still ! "GG" (good game - can have a positive or negative connotation) expressing&lt;br /&gt;what I'm thinking/feeling appropriately. Lol! (I usually use it with the negative implication.)&lt;br /&gt;see how I created my own word? "gg-FIED" hehehehe :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup! I'm either going to sleep, or do other stuff :)&lt;br /&gt;Going to get more supplies for my blogshop this friday, can't let my blogshop just 'die' like that!&lt;br /&gt;Say "no no no ~" smth smth, forgot the lyrics already. HAHA :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight! Actually it should be, good morning! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-2214665914576105174?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/2214665914576105174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=2214665914576105174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/2214665914576105174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/2214665914576105174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/07/drink-kopi-o.html' title='Drink Kopi-o!'/><author><name>ESTY</name><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-9029779.post-565630820119488689</id><published>2011-07-25T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T16:21:41.196+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buddy'/><title type='text'>Photoshoot + Meet ups.</title><content type='html'>Currently outside Bud's house.&lt;br /&gt;Look at the photo below! There's a table and two chairs outside! cool eh~!&lt;br /&gt;It's quite cooling here too! They recently got it!&lt;br /&gt;So we're both doing our own work here :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm staying here till about 5pm before going for tuition. There's a direct bus.Wee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, photo upload failed... Blogger's pms`ing with me again. lol.&lt;br /&gt;so let me describe it. haha. The table is made of marble and is high.&lt;br /&gt;then there are two red chairs by the side which are also high.&lt;br /&gt;It's those sorta round chairs with no back support. and metal legs.&lt;br /&gt;the legs are also round! :/ Basically like those you sit at a club :/&lt;br /&gt;Can swerve kind. lol. No I don't club. I see tv show. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so how much points did my description score me?hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was playing with the camera at the photoshoot today like in between shots~ :p&lt;br /&gt;In chinese it's called 'zi pai'. Direct translation "self photo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peekaboo! I'm taking a photograph of you! hahah. lame =.-&lt;br /&gt;anyway there's always this mirror so the model can see how she looks too.&lt;br /&gt;So since I'm the photographer, to take myself, I went to take a photo of the mirror. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can't possibly take one full shot of myself while holding the camera right.&lt;br /&gt;Goes without saying. Though I just said it.... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d2ULwf3df4U/Ti0ZvTTFSrI/AAAAAAAAEJw/iCh2hDuhtH0/s1600/DSC_1875.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d2ULwf3df4U/Ti0ZvTTFSrI/AAAAAAAAEJw/iCh2hDuhtH0/s640/DSC_1875.JPG" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wVtFX2QA2b0/Ti0Zy4COPtI/AAAAAAAAEJ0/OQOOhwMqGGc/s1600/DSC_1883.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wVtFX2QA2b0/Ti0Zy4COPtI/AAAAAAAAEJ0/OQOOhwMqGGc/s640/DSC_1883.JPG" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quality is terrible not because of 'my' camera okay. But because of the mirror. It's quite 'stained'.&lt;br /&gt;And also the lighting doesn't complement it :)&lt;br /&gt;So behind me is Qinning. Blogshop owner of Apparelize. The blogshop which I'm helping to take&lt;br /&gt;photos for. So if you do require my services for photography, email me at youronlystop2@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;It's more worth it if you're just starting up as I've mentioned before. You can hire a professional one&lt;br /&gt;from the store but it's going to cost more :) Quality definitely better no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm a cheapo, I like to save money on such stuff :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I quipped to Qn, "eh I can be model already lah." LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Of course my face cannot make it la, I will keep laughing, and I take&lt;br /&gt;like many shots to get the right expression.lols.&lt;br /&gt;Ignore the extra side borders + shoes scattered on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;(p.s they are brand new so we didn't need to tape them as it's only used for photoshoots)&lt;br /&gt;I was too lazy to crop them out~&lt;br /&gt;So Qinning's selling this skirt and I'm tempted to buy it!&lt;br /&gt;But then I guess not since I need to save as much money as I can so that I have a bigger capital.haha&lt;br /&gt;but this skirt looks nice on me right!!!!! :p&lt;br /&gt;It's a high waisted paper bag skirt and stretchable :) and doesn't make me look fat~! Woo!&lt;br /&gt;I'm like doing a free advert for them. hahah :) Cause I'm awesome like that ;)&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that money minded, (but I will try to save whenever I can, but not kiam sap that kind hor!)&lt;br /&gt;but if you've got a lot of money then good for you if you want to spend on me. hahaha ^^&lt;br /&gt;if you no money but need favors I'm probably nice enough to help :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f0yBoQTB7-E/Ti0bXK1LePI/AAAAAAAAEJ4/jeji88Kz4eE/s1600/DSC_1962.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f0yBoQTB7-E/Ti0bXK1LePI/AAAAAAAAEJ4/jeji88Kz4eE/s640/DSC_1962.JPG" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q9Emd07pOOg/Ti0ba7BbTbI/AAAAAAAAEJ8/MYEnavw8hx4/s1600/DSC_1965.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q9Emd07pOOg/Ti0ba7BbTbI/AAAAAAAAEJ8/MYEnavw8hx4/s640/DSC_1965.JPG" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(these photos were able to be uploaded because they were taken vertically)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, here are just some random photos of vain pot Esther. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;I love my bud's laptop! wee ~&lt;br /&gt;Hey, did I tell you guys? I cut my hair short! Nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3rmwAR3UF5U/Ti0kmyjjAJI/AAAAAAAAEKA/cv06H-QC0ds/s1600/Picture0223.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3rmwAR3UF5U/Ti0kmyjjAJI/AAAAAAAAEKA/cv06H-QC0ds/s400/Picture0223.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XqpAqPz2voc/Ti0knWKmhNI/AAAAAAAAEKE/vUmv3SKBUAU/s1600/Picture0219.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XqpAqPz2voc/Ti0knWKmhNI/AAAAAAAAEKE/vUmv3SKBUAU/s400/Picture0219.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;hahahha just kidding! I wouldn't dare to do that!&lt;br /&gt;If I ever do, I must be feeling crazy~ :D&lt;br /&gt;right buddy? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tgQwsKDdlsM/Ti0nNhEMnkI/AAAAAAAAEKY/iSv1_0dtqHo/s1600/Picture0196.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tgQwsKDdlsM/Ti0nNhEMnkI/AAAAAAAAEKY/iSv1_0dtqHo/s400/Picture0196.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;If you annoy me, I'll give you an uppercut box with my love fist. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UswyZQkhKQQ/Ti0ko8DvmOI/AAAAAAAAEKQ/dSIYfYsIJTU/s1600/Picture0186.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UswyZQkhKQQ/Ti0ko8DvmOI/AAAAAAAAEKQ/dSIYfYsIJTU/s400/Picture0186.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See! It's with 'LOVE'! :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W6XqfKmZwag/Ti0kpQL_GiI/AAAAAAAAEKU/kguyR6T-deY/s1600/Picture0185.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W6XqfKmZwag/Ti0kpQL_GiI/AAAAAAAAEKU/kguyR6T-deY/s400/Picture0185.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I didn't just stop here, hahah.&amp;nbsp;The rest are on facebook. hahah :D&lt;br /&gt;okay~ I'll go do some work for the last 40 minutues! :)&lt;br /&gt;I found this new website, where I can create my own website. woo! It's not like blogger.&lt;br /&gt;Where I can update etc, at least I don't think it is :)&lt;br /&gt;so I'm testing it out to see if I should move my blog shop to that website.&lt;br /&gt;Though I'll have to put their domain first. If it's successful, you all can also use that website for your&lt;br /&gt;other stuff! :) It's more for business stuff, cassy introduced it to me, cause her brother used it&lt;br /&gt;for one of his school projects! :) It's REALLY user friendly once you know the basics :)&lt;br /&gt;So much easier than... LIVEJOURNAL =.-&lt;br /&gt;The layout I mean :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbyeeee :)&lt;br /&gt;I'll be going to find other suppliers this Friday, just for instances where my normal supplier's stocks&lt;br /&gt;get delayed :) byeee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-565630820119488689?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/565630820119488689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=565630820119488689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/565630820119488689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/565630820119488689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/07/photoshoot-meet-ups.html' title='Photoshoot + Meet ups.'/><author><name>ESTY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d2ULwf3df4U/Ti0ZvTTFSrI/AAAAAAAAEJw/iCh2hDuhtH0/s72-c/DSC_1875.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029779.post-8826657489586348249</id><published>2011-07-24T22:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T09:35:28.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eye bags T_T</title><content type='html'>I will not be blogging much today.&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are really tired, so after finishing up my prep for tomorrow's tuition,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be turning in :)&lt;br /&gt;I had a lot of things to blog, reflections, thoughts that ran through my mind today.&lt;br /&gt;But will leave that for Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's a pretty long day as well. So will blog about it on Tuesday :)&lt;br /&gt;My sister's coming back on Tuesday,&lt;br /&gt;so I gotta make sure my room is absolutely clean :x&lt;br /&gt;Cause usually when you're back from a holiday, your mood wouldn't be too pretty.&lt;br /&gt;Especially realizing that you're back to reality...haha :)&lt;br /&gt;so yup! Good night people! Sleep early!&lt;br /&gt;You wouldn't want ugly eye bags like mine~ which I don't bother covering up most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029779-8826657489586348249?l=esther-mometer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/feeds/8826657489586348249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029779&amp;postID=8826657489586348249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/8826657489586348249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029779/posts/default/8826657489586348249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esther-mometer.blogspot.com/2011/07/eye-bags-tt.html' title='Eye bags T_T'/><author><name>ESTY</name
