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31 August 2008
{8:15 PM} I had two very out-of-this-world experiences today. - I met a demon-possessed man. - I got healed by Jesus. (kinda anyway) 1) I met a demon-possessed man. Yeah I did. And it was really scary, like he was a total lunatic or something. You see, my parents and I were walking to the car from church. So happened today was mooncake distribution, Whereby we distribute mooncakes to the people living near our church, As a way of reaching out to the community and 'blessing' them. So as we walked we met this group of church members from our church. And then we continued walking, Suddenly there was this man screaming his guts out in some unknown language. We all looked at him in shock. And to my horror, I discovered that he was foaming at the mouth, and a lot of saliva was hanging from his mouth and dripping onto the floor. Then we realised that he was shouting at our church members. FOR NO APPARENT REASON AT ALL! eugh! And suddenly it dawned upon me that he was demon possessed. I mean what person in the right mind would shout at strangers, And let saliva drip out of his mouth like that! D: It was probably some spiritual warfare going on, whereby the devil didn't want us to reach out to the people and bring them to Christ. So he used that man to attempt to scare our church people away. Wow, I never knew these things could happen right in front of me. Wow. 2) I got healed. Today's speaker at our church was real good, Like you could really see the power of God working to him. Why, he would just point to you and prophesize, like tell you what God wants to say to you. Btw the speaker's name was Rusty Russell, he's from the USA. Like there was this man whom our speaker had never met before, And the speaker just knew that he had not accepted Jesus into his heart. And spoke to the man what Jesus said to him. Then we were all like, wow:O When it was coming to the end of the sermon, He said, "There are people here who have gastric pains, shoulder pains and there is one person here who is deaf in the right ear." And true enough, people with all these health problems came up. The person who was deaf in the right ear turned out to be a little boy. There was this man with gastric pains, And my grandma was the one with shoulder pains, So me and my dad accompanied her up front. then the speaker prayed for my grandma, then he came up to me and asked how could he pray for me. Suddenly i remembered that i had this weird thing with my eyelashes, whereby my lower eyelashes strangely grow upwards instead of curling out. And apparently if it wasn't treated it would damage my eyes, cos the lashes would poke my eye whenever i blinked, which is extremely often. When the speaker finished praying for me, My eye somehow got stuck when I tried on the first attempt to open them, But somehow I had this strange strong faith that something would happen. When I got home, I looked in the mirror, ANDDDDDDDD my lower eyelashes were curling out. Well not all of them, but at least one third of the lashes weren't growing upwards anymore. I WAS LIKE -SCREAM- Jesus does wonderful things, doesn't he? I need to continue to keep praying. Even my grandmother's shoulder pains were almost gone. Wow. Wow. Wow. This really shows how real Jesus truly is. There you go, Inspirational factual story of the day. __________________________________________ 30 August 2008
{10:27 PM}    Outing with chezzie! (: Had loads of fun! We must all go out more like this, Just like the old times, Hahaha, you haven't changed one bit cheryl. I LIKE YOU THE WAY YOU AREEEE. BLUE YELLOW BLACK OR PURPLE, EVEN IF YOU DRY UP AND YOU'RE NOT A JUICY AND FRESH COCONUT ANYMORE, Ily still! I miss being your partnerrrrr, And laughing even when there's nothing to laugh about. And going crazy over weird things, Bullying nuozzie, whoooh. HEHEHEHEHEH:D <3 __________________________________________ {9:36 PM}  Hahahaha, ME WYESYN AND YINGJIAAAA  I look like a nanny-goat in this one D:  We all look so blur ):  Me and yingjia in the handicapped toilet:D wyesyn's in the background adjusting her shirt, haha!  HAHAHAHA YINGJIA LOOKS LIKE SHE'S KISSING SOMEONE! unglams (:  yingjia and wyesyn, hah.  me wyesyn and YINGJIAAA Hahaha, prize presentation ceremony today! Yingjia had a lot of unglams. But the computer refused to upload them (SO SAD) so I'll just have to do it another day. Hahaha, now you know what wye syn looks like in a blazer, Actually not bad what! The people that we saw there: - Geeks - Nerds - Ultimate bookworms. I mean seriously, Glasses round round one. Pants high high one. Socks high high one. Belt tight tight one. Hair toot toot one. Facial expression blur blur one. Sorry but it's the truth. YINGJIA WAS BEING A TOTAL AUNTIE EAUGHH She practically hoarded the entire buffet table. zomg. Da-bao jelly some more, D: D: D: O: D: Me and wyesyn pretended not to know her. Then we couldn't find chairs to sit while we ate. So we just plopped our butts down like some squatters on the floor. (IN THE SCHOOL BLAZER) So much for 'Ladies of fine character', Faint. Today was fun anyways! I felt like a show-horse. Clip-clop! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA . The blazer was extremely tight. And I was petrified my skirt would split in front of the audience. I shall post yingjia's unglams next time, It's hilarious. __________________________________________ 28 August 2008
{10:54 PM}  I think Colgate 360 rocks. The toothbrush is cool manxz. I happened to find it in one of the drawers of the bathroom. (When I was shitting and was very bored) It has a efficient tongue cleaner. And the design also very nice. Sorry, I'm kinda sounding like a deprived cheapskate. On to happier things, Meeting chezzie tomorrow! Miss you and tyn loads, ilyy. Suddenly I feel nostalgic, Eurgh! So sad. ): Study-session tomorrow! I need to buck up and revise my work. Hugs, ezzie! __________________________________________ 24 August 2008
{7:38 PM} Shitzzzzzzz. Everyone's so motivated, While I'm like, so unmotivated. Everyone's working so hard, While I'm slacking my days away. Everyone's so focused on their goal, I'm resting contentedly on my laurels, I desperately require a motivational speech, Someone, offer one? I, ESTHER HUANG, AGREE TO START FOCUSING AND STUDYING ON ALL SUBJECTS STARTING FROM MONDAY, 24TH OF AUGUST ONWARDS. I REFUSE TO SUCCUMB TO FATIGUE AND TEMPTATION AND WILL STRIVE TOWARDS THE GOAL, THE GOAL, AND NOTHING, BUT THE GOAL. FROM THIS DAY AND FURTHERMORE, I MAKE AN OATH TO BE DETERMINED, HARDWORKING, AND EXTREMELY ORGANIZED IN MY REVISIONAL PRACTICES, I SHALL NOT FALTER NEITHER WILL I GIVE UP, STRIVING IN ALL ATTEMPTS TO PUT IN MY PERSONAL BEST FOR THE SAKE OF MY EDUCATIONAL FUTURE. There, you have Esther's statement. Now you may slap me if I don't keep to my solemn oath I really mean it, You can do anything to me to get me back studying. That's how badly I want to get the EOYs over and done with- And done well. __________________________________________ 23 August 2008
{5:05 PM}  I'm eating a green apple now, I love all kinds of apples. So tantalizing. Scrumptious. Taste-bud-seducing. Aaaaaah. I especially love cold apples. Heh. Revitalizing. Rejuvenating. Refresssshinggggg. Okay what am I blabbering about. I'm trying to be motivated to study. Or finish my homework for that matter ): Rainy days make me saaaaaaaaad.): And my braces colours are hideous ): BLUE AND GREY THEY LOOK LIKE SOME MISMATCHED BEACH TOWEL But I'm still, like, eating my apple, so I'm happy(: Last night, was, nice. But esther has learnt to keep secrets to herself. So she shall not share the secret, So everyone shall be kept in the dark! And get mouldy. Heh. Thank you Jesus for my marks, I never expected them(: I know I could have never done it alone, But all the credit goes to you Lord. Thank you for opening so many doors for me, Opportunities, Stepping stones to my future. And for accompanying me in all my endeavours. Blessed be your name too! :D I feel like blogging on my story of why everyone is a champion. But I shall reserve that for next time, Hahaha. Byebyeeeee. __________________________________________ 22 August 2008
{10:14 PM}  It seems weird to be saying this, But I miss my korkor. ): I know siblings are stereotyped to squabble and all, And my korkor does sometimes dao-s me, And eat my stuff when i'm not looking. But I still love him all the same, Because he's my brother. :D My korkor, is creative. He works in an advertising agency. Which is cool. Cos then I'll see his ads in public places. Which is also cool. My korkor can be very nice when he's in a good mood; And very mean when he's in a bad mood. But it still feels nice when you've a bigger brother, heh. I hope my brother is fine, He's in HongKong now for work. And there're really high typhoon warnings there, I'm scared ): Haiyo. :0 There's nothing to do except pray, then. Heh, Facebook SUCKS; It's so slow, I can run 2.4km before one page finishes loading. __________________________________________ 21 August 2008
{10:37 PM}   Cherry blossoms and pink petals; (Alvina is going to go crazy over them) Oblivious to their beauty. Just perhaps things may be turning out alright, then. Through the power of Jesus' name. I can do all things,through Christ who strengthens me! Tick, Time is seeping through my fingers; I only have these moments left, Tock. __________________________________________ 19 August 2008
{9:18 PM}  What can I say, I've tried and there's nothing else I can do. Matching up to my expectations, So close, yet so far. Sometimes I wonder if I'm striving for nothing. Tired of trying so hard already. Whatever the circumstances Lord, Blessed be Your Name. __________________________________________ 18 August 2008
{9:13 PM} Happy Birthday Alvina! I wanted to put a picture of me and you here, but I'm scared you would complain it's unglam haha so i didn't put: D Thanks for being a great friend, Harp, Making me laugh lots, Being there for me, everything else (: Love you! <3 Sweet fourteen, yes? :D __________________________________________ 17 August 2008
{10:27 PM} everytime I smile at our crap-ups, Realisation cuts me deep. And then i realise that this is all going to be over soon. Esther, treasure the time you have left. __________________________________________ {7:30 PM} There are three things that make me explode into laughing fits now: #1 Eunice's photo Haha, don't worry la eunice. I also have many unglams : D anyway, you made my day with your hilarious expression! Btw, that's sarah covering herself with a paper.  #2 MY CLAY CHICKEN it looks like it has a swollen beak. Lol. Looking at it makes me laug AAAAAH THE TWO LEGS DROPPED OFFF OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG NOOOOO MY CHICKEN IS LEG-LESS SHITZ AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH die lah. my chicken die la. just as i was typing this its legs just broke off stupid chicken. i think it got angry with me for typing this. Great, I'll have to present a maimed chicken to my art teacher. STUUUPID! Anyone for chicken feet D:  Before the chicken lost its legs ): #3 shabbna's blog HAH HER RECOUNT OF THE LAUGHING FIT MEL SHAB AND I HAD. it had me in knots. haha. www.forasche.blogspot.com eh shab i'm helping you to advertise ey! __________________________________________ 16 August 2008
{11:33 AM} TAG REPLIES! yes yes i know i owe many people kay. Alvina- YES I LOOK LIKE A PERSON WHO GOT INTO A GANG FIGHT, haha slacking mah! Eunice -I do lah! but at least it's going away. I think. Yay, harp! <3 Shab-Nevermind, you're tagging that you don't know what to tag. that alone is content by itself(: kelyn- haha, thanks <3 Eunice- YARRR LINKED ALDY Joanne- Yeah, I know you're being sacarstic, Lol (: haha! Eunice- Haha, you always need to see the humourous side of people, :DD Ivyna- WHERE GOT COCONUT MAGGIMEE SO GROSS NO ONE WILL WANT TO BUY IT. and why is joanne gay?! Joanne- Ivyna likes targeting you. haha :D Pris- YOU LOOK OKAY LA! it's quite nice lor. Jolene- hellllllloooooooooooooooooooooooooooo too! haha. __________________________________________ 15 August 2008
{6:31 PM} I was looking through my old photos, and I found all these:  HAHA EUNICE'S UNGLAM  Sec ONE, shab and melodi  Me and trisha!  Janelle, Jolyn, Me  Bollywood Veggies!  Ah, Ohno.  SecONE!  Pris, Me, Clara  Mac-Lab! 'll missyouall. Just as the parts were pieced together again, I'm leaving that completed piece behind. __________________________________________ 12 August 2008
{4:08 PM} Lit and Geography cts are OVERRRRR! Now there's only History Math and Science to go. I'm scared of history. I'm absolutely petrified. I could absolutely die of fear when I do history. Revolting! Eurghhhhh. And to top it off, there's this weird thing on my face. Which makes me look like a victim of child abuse, Or as what Melodi says, A gangster who got into a gang fight. It's this purpl-y bruise-y thingy. Which is extremely absurd. Since I did not do anything to myself. AND NO I DID NOT PUNCH MYSELF AT NIGHT, Then sheen yih came along and said it's a flesh-eating tumour. Scared my wits out of me. ZOMG. (zah-om-guh) Okay, Esther is in the crapping mood again. Apart from the fact that's the bruise thing on my face partially dampened the mood. I hope it goes away. God, Please make it go away. Otherwise i'll resign to my fate of looking like a pirate for the rest of my life. D: I don't wanna carry parrots on my shoulders leh! They poop everywhere. Later poop on me how? It's like a bah-la-ku like that ): I'm very sad): Esther: What's the gay-est name you can think of? Jamie: Gilbert. Esther: HAHA SOUNDS LIKE A PART OF A FISH Winnie: Gilbert Scales. Esther: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA And I laughed till I thought I was going to go mad. Ruth: Why do we need to play scales? Sarah: Aiyah just take the crocodile and (does action of sliding a stick along its back) like that! Alvina: Can you imagine if you bring a crocodile in when the examiner asks you to play scales! Haha, the word Scales makes me laugh It shall be the word of the week: SCALES. I'm still laughing to myself as I type this. __________________________________________ 11 August 2008
{9:09 PM} I saw this and it really got me reflecting on myself. Maybe that's what it'll do to you too. A LETTER TO YOU FROM SATAN I saw you yesterday as you began your daily chores. You awoke without kneeling to pray. As a matter of fact, you didn't even bless your meals, or pray before going to bed last night. You are so unthankful, I like that about you. I cannot tell you how glad I am that you have not changed your way of living, Fool, you are mine. Remember, you and I have been going steady for years, and I still don't love you yet. As a matter of fact, I hate you, because I hate God.He kicked me out of heaven, and I'm going to use you as long as possible to pay him back. You see, Fool, GOD LOVES YOU and HE has great plans in store for you But you have yielded your life to me, and I'm going to make your life a living hell. That way, we'll be together twice. This will really hurt God. Thanks to you, I'm really showing Him who's boss in your life with all of the good times we've had. We have been... watching dirty movies, cursing people out, stealing, lying, being hypocritical, fornicating, overeating, telling dirty jokes, gossiping, being judgmental, back stabbing people, disrespecting adults, and those in leadership positions, no respect for the Church, bad attitudes. SURELY you don't want to give all this up. Come on, Fool, let's burn together forever. I've got some hot plans for us. This is just a letter of appreciation from me to you. I'd like to say 'THANKS' for letting me use you for most of your foolish life. You are so gullible, I laugh at you. When you are tempted to sin, you give in HA HA HA, you make me sick. Sin is beginning to take its toll on your life. You look 20 years older, and now, I need new blood. So go ahead and teach some children how to sin. All you have to do is smoke, get drunk or drink while under-aged, cheat, gamble, gossip, fornicate, and live being as selfish as possible. Do all of this in the presence of children and they will do it too. Kids are like that. Well, Fool, I have to let you go for now. I'll be back in a couple of seconds to tempt you again. If you were smart, you would run somewhere, confess your sins, and live for God with what little bit of life that you have left. It's not my nature to warn anyone, but to be your age and still sinning, it's becoming a bit ridiculous. Don't get me wrong, I still hate you. IT'S JUST THAT YOU'D MAKE A BETTER FOOL FOR CHRIST. Yours Sincerely, S.A Tan __________________________________________ {3:54 PM} So esther is studying History. Apparently, with the fact that i am blogging. Anyway. WHERE DID THE IMMIGRANTS TO SINGAPORE COME FROM? Europe, Arabia India China Malay Archipelago. Every Animal Is Chewing MAgnanimously. Yeah, it doesn't make sense, but hey. It's not supposed to, It's an abbreviation. So cool right! Hah. Stupid immigrants. Why couldn't they all just come from one country. Gay-kiang. (Act smart) Come from so many countries for what. Make our educational lives so hard. Tsk. __________________________________________ 10 August 2008
{7:05 PM} Finally, After two years of bearing with a vga camera, Two years of allowing it to hang and shut down on me, After two years of its nonsense that pops out sporadically. ESTHER IS FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Finally, My darling has arrived. YAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA My dear C902, I love you so dearly. I will protect you with my life and soul. Esther has upgraded! Yayhey mans. HAHAHA TOUCHSCREEEN WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE I am permanently attached. To my phone :D Hehs. Btw, It's name is poppy. SHE'S A GIRL. Hah! Moving on, CTS are next weekD: common phenomenons during the CT PERIOD: #1) Friend 1: Eh! Test me this chapter lehh TEST TEST TEST Friend 2: Okay, later you test me ah! #2) Mum: Are you studying? Child: I'm studying now. Mum: Okay, very good. (5 minutes later) Mum: Are you studying? Child: Yes. (7 minutes later) Mum: Don't be distracted, ah, must focus! Child: YES I'M STUDYING NOW And this process repeats itself. #3) The entire school is mobbed with students carrying files and books in hand. #4) The usual mall-hangers are suddenly no where to be seen. Suddenly, Everyone becomes a NERD! 8l Whoohoo. So have I. I want to die already. The cts kinda dampened my yay-i'm-so-happy-i-got-a-new-phone mood. ESTHER IS IN EXCRUCIATING AGONY. But hey, I only have SEXUAL REPRODUCTION LEFT TO STUDY! . So much for labeling the parts D: And of course, not forgetting total revision. Nyehhhh. I still needa go through history again tonight. I have become a nerd too, yoho. Let's join the AssociationofNerdsChiongingForCommonTests, ANCFCT for short. I hate common tests. I forgot to point out, EOYs are in 6 weeks. Someone kill me. __________________________________________ 08 August 2008
{8:39 PM} Mass uploading of photoshoppeds! All these are 100% original and have not been taken from any other professional source.    credits to jolyn!  credits to jolyn!  credits to jolyn!   It's nice to be zilian once in a while okay. I KNOW I VERY WHAT LAH PFSSSSSHHHHHHHH __________________________________________ {12:34 PM}  So, Everyone has aspirations; Dreams waiting expectantly to be fulfilled. I'm not one to be an exception either. I wish I'd be able to write as well as Jodi Picoult. I hope to become a professional harpist. I dream to taste that sweet bliss of the past again. I want to be who I've always wanted to be. Break boundaries, Cross obstacles. I aspire/. __________________________________________ 06 August 2008
{11:08 PM} Math, How shall I put it? For a lack of a better word; Bitchy. It gets you feeling so high when you get a correct answer, Only to have your self-esteem topple off your illusionary cliff when you realise your answer's wrong. Math gets me all irritated with its bitchiness. After all your diligent efforts in solving the problem sum, Math just spills them all into a ditch, Giving you some other number in the answer key. The worst part is, There's absolutely nothing you can do about it. Whether you made a careless error or used the wrong concept, The only way to put it right is to start from the root of the issue, Back to square one of the problem sum. Sure, you can kick the book, Slap the book, Tear your paper up, Throw the book out of the window. But there the problem still lies, Grinning sadistically at the massive display of tantrums that you're putting on. The only way to get your revenge at the bitch? Solve the question, After accomplishing the task, You will then gain all rights to shout a loud 'HAH!' at the problem sum, thereby giving it its just desserts, for sniggering at you despite your misery. For added pleasure of revenge, You may take physical action against the book. And this time, It has no choice but to cower, Tail between its legs in a corner, realising that it has been DEFEATED! Hah! I'm sorry, This is what people with obsessive compulsive disorders do. I think Mr Lim will feel very hurt if he reads this. So let's just hope and pray that he will never discover my blog. __________________________________________ 05 August 2008
{7:52 PM} AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH YAYYYY ESTHER IS ECSTATIC. HAHA Yingjia and I were going high over the phone together. And I couldn't stop shrieking and jumping around. I feel so accomplished (: ESTHER IS HAPPYYYYY :DDDD Now someone tell me how to get a blazer and court shoes for the 30th of August. I can't imagine myself in it. Wait. I don't even know how to wear it. D: __________________________________________ 04 August 2008
{8:21 PM}  Sometimes, I just lie back, Listen. And what's long gone comes rushing back to me. __________________________________________ 03 August 2008
{11:15 PM} Okay! Very good. I have officially earned myself the denomination of an aunt. Nyeh. I'm kinda in no mood to blog happy now, ): Which is saddening. Since my happy posts are usually, Very happy. So that is sad. As you probably can observe, I'm trying to stall for blogging space. Because, I have absolutely no idea of what to blog about. I have an apple in front of me. It is green. Green apples are nice. Yay. Friday was not worth speaking about. Except I had to keep on re-playing chapel songs with miss tan, who kept laughing. We spent one hour in that room. And would you know it? None of us had the faintest idea how the hymns went. Saturday, was FOP. It was great, the only thing was that we didn't get good seats, And we didn't know the songs, And we couldn't really see the words most of the time, Which was sad. So the spirit was a little dampened, I must say ): After the FOP, I was on my way home, and it was at least 11.15pm. Walking home from the mrt, was extremely scary. There's this thing in singapore that says that you must be back safe and sound at home by nightfall during the seventh month. So, heh. Great! It was a dark creepy night, and no other stranger in the form of a human was around to offer mental comfort. The path in front of the park was deserted, The lane towards the community centre was deserted, And the tunnel through the building was absolutely deserted. Even the basketball fanatics at the court had scurried for the safety of their homes. The national day banners hanging in the community centre were swaying almost eerily in the breeze. And here I was, a vulnerable young girl walking in the dead of the night. Okay maybe not the dead of the night. As I quickened my pace through that metre-wide tunnel, my footsteps echoed off the ceiling. And I kept thinking there was someone or something following me. I turned, Nothing. I was scared to bits. Desperately praying for Jesus' protection, I scurried up the short flight of stairs in a bid to dash for the safety of the lift. A cat appeared in front of me. A black-and-white tabby feline, whose eyes were unusually humongous. I ba-tui-jiu-paoed and ran for my life. Petrified that at any moment then, Something would squeeze my butt with its razor sharp claws. I'm sorry, I'm especially sensitive in the rear end. D: With the lift less than 5 metres away, I made a mad dash for it, And almost tumbled into the cubicle, hit the circular button, And pressed the >l< sign. SAFETY AT LAST! I never want to come back home late and alone again. Heyhey! I did have something to talk about after all. My darling is due in 1 week. And no, I am not pregnant. __________________________________________ 01 August 2008
{10:36 PM} I think LRTs are very cool! Like rollercoaster like that. Today me, delfina, joanne, elvina and the sec ones took the LRT to the sec 4 farewell. Then me and delfina were going crazy over the thrill of LRTS. It's really like rollercoaster leh! Some more got different tracks. And when you ride on an LRT, you can peep into people's houses. Fine, I sound pervertic. NOT AT THEM BUT AT THE THINGS IN THE HOUSES! For example, I saw a strawberry shortcake towel hanging outside a window. And I saw undergarments. Urgh, Lrt-riders definitely do not get a pretty sight. HAHAHAHAHA UNGLAMS Very funny ah! STOP USING MY SPECS AS A REASON TO SUAN ME. I should set up a suaning club one day. "Learn how to suan others in a subtle and effective manner!" Hahaha, whateverrr. YES, Go on, Bring all your troubles to Aunt Agony. __________________________________________ |
