<?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-18482980</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:02:32.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Randomness of My Mind</title><subtitle type='html'>Tried to create blogs with themes, but I never could stick to one, so here's to the randomness of my wannabe-creative mind: A Random Blog with no face, no name, perhaps no sense - just my thoughts (or other people's) on... whatever!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18482980.post-115432857265169469</id><published>2006-07-31T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T14:49:32.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/67/8525/640/bg-1%20bot.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/67/8525/320/bg-1%20bot.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18482980-115432857265169469?l=randommindspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/115432857265169469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/115432857265169469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post_31.html' title=''/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18482980.post-115432840808418453</id><published>2006-07-31T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T14:46:48.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/67/8525/640/bg-1%20bot.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/67/8525/320/bg-1%20bot.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18482980-115432840808418453?l=randommindspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/115432840808418453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/115432840808418453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18482980.post-114722988320341724</id><published>2006-05-10T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T10:58:03.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The more the merrier</title><content type='html'>I'm not talking about good company here; these are my thoughts on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;prayer&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as E.M. Bounds says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;More praying and better is the secret of the whole matter.&lt;/blockquote&gt;and again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More time for prayer, more relish and preparation to meet God, to commune with God through Christ - this has in it the whole of the matter.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And that is the reason why I am going to memorize Scripture and saturate my life with Christian thoughts and literature. When I think about what I'm missing because I get satisfied too easily (5-minute prayers just don't cut it), I'm cut to the heart. All the promises of God, all the comfort, wisdom, knowledge, strength and deliverance we long for...are unlocked by prayer. I wonder what we are waiting for then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18482980-114722988320341724?l=randommindspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/114722988320341724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/114722988320341724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/05/more-merrier.html' title='The more the merrier'/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18482980.post-114683894748602731</id><published>2006-05-05T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T22:22:27.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Girl and Lee DaHae</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img422.imageshack.us/img422/9481/bscap3535uy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img422.imageshack.us/img422/9481/bscap3535uy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;just finished watching My Girl, and it's the funniest and most entertaining Korean drama I've watched yet! turns out Lee DaHae won the Best Actress Award for her performance here. She deserves it. She was really good! She is now one of my favorite Korean actresses. Lee Dong Wook (actor) was an excellent partner for her. These two will probably be famous (or already are) after My Girl. Bashya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18482980-114683894748602731?l=randommindspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/114683894748602731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/114683894748602731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-girl-and-lee-dahae.html' title='My Girl and Lee DaHae'/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18482980.post-114549696584864061</id><published>2006-04-20T09:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T09:36:05.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Files, files, files</title><content type='html'>I have to organize the files in my laptop and the ones in my external hard drive, because I can no longer live with a messy desktop, redundancy everywhere and filenames that don't stand for anything. I also want to arrange my mp3s according to genre, album, artist, rating, etc... (good luck to me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on with the show!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18482980-114549696584864061?l=randommindspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/114549696584864061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/114549696584864061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/04/files-files-files.html' title='Files, files, files'/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18482980.post-114446861181908263</id><published>2006-04-08T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T22:30:03.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dating Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dating Now&lt;/span&gt; is such a great korean drama (or comedy). I laughed so hard and even shed a few tears for the characters even though I don't usually cry (for reference, I didn't cry while watching Stairway to Heaven even when Choi Ji Woo became blind and wept bitterly for her love - a most heartbreaking scene) while watching these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were so many nice lines and quotable quotes. It was fun to see how all the men in Ho Jung's life played key roles in helping her find who she was and who she wanted to be. Her first crush led her to a cool new friend. Her first boyfriend (the unfaithful liar) inspired her to re-study for college entrance exams until she made it. The psycho who courted her next introduced her to photography, which turned out to be what she loved doing. Finally, her childhood sweetheart (Gun-u), after courting her aggressively and causing many misunderstandings, still somehow led her back to her true love, Gyu-In. On the side, Kwon Sang Woo's (Ho-jae) love story with Suji was also nice to watch. From being a chauvinist playboy with absolutely no plans for the future, he turned into a famous model/actor with eyes only for his plain but kind and loving dentist wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a fun show! I'm thinking of watching it again. Hehehe. too bad these plans normally don't push through because there are just too many things to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like my graduation speech for example. ho-hum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18482980-114446861181908263?l=randommindspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/114446861181908263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/114446861181908263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/04/dating-now.html' title='Dating Now'/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18482980.post-114241764878378097</id><published>2006-03-15T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T11:16:33.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26 Beautiful One-Liners</title><content type='html'>I didn't exactly find everything beautiful but I LOVED #15 and several others. this is an interesting read, a keeper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 Beautiful One-liners (an e-mail)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Give God what's right -- not  what's left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Man's way leads to a hopeless end -- God's way leads to  an endless hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A lot of kneeling will keep you in good  standing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. He who kneels before God can stand before anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  In the sentence of life, the devil may be a comma--but never let him be the  period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Don't put a question mark where God puts a period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Are you wrinkled with burden? Come to the church for a face-lift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. When  praying, don't give God instructions - just report for duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Don't  wait for six strong men to take you to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. We don't change God's  message -- His message changes us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. The church is  prayer-conditioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 When God ordains, He sustains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. WARNING:  Exposure to the Son may prevent burning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Plan ahead -- It wasn't  raining when Noah built the ark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;15. Most people want to serve God, but  only in an advisory position.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Suffering from truth decay? Brush up on  your Bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Exercise daily -- walk with the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Never  give the devil a ride -- he will always want to drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Nothing else  ruins the truth like stretching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Compassion is difficult to give  away because it keeps coming back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. He who angers you controls  you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Worry is the darkroom in which negatives can develop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.  Give Satan an inch &amp; he'll be a ruler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Be ye fishers of men --  you catch them &amp;amp; He'll clean them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. God doesn't call the  qualified, He qualifies the called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Read the Bible -- It will scare  the hell out of you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18482980-114241764878378097?l=randommindspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/114241764878378097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/114241764878378097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/03/26-beautiful-one-liners.html' title='26 Beautiful One-Liners'/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18482980.post-113791722677184593</id><published>2006-01-22T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T17:23:54.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoying WAP</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did it actually happen?&lt;/span&gt; I'm not ecstatic about it but I was pretty happy while doing it. didn't get any kudos but my pianist &amp; my backup singer seemed quite pleased with the outcome. Lord be praised. I hope those kids don't forget that God alone satisfies. Be exalted, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking about today, January 22, Sunday and the church's youth fellowship. I was 'songleader' and we had group activities after worship and praise time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was difficult standing before those teenagers. I felt as though I'd lose them if I stopped talking for a moment. But the Spirit was there. (You are here) And though some of them came giggling and chatting, I prayed for them and the Lord answered - if at least from my point of view. they were singing quite earnestly from where I stood. (I hope it was the same from where You stood, God) I was at peace, I wasn't conscious about myself, and I didn't stammer oh so much during prayer time. But because the Lord seeks and deserves perfection, I must confess this: there were moments when my mind wandered off into areas where pride and folly are masters. The good part is that when I saw a guy smirking, I looked at him without anger and wished only that he would see God. And when I looked again, the smirk was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to love You more and more Jesus. To love You more tomorrow than I do today, and then, when I love You most, to get a glimpse of Your glory, drink from Your fullness, and be forever satisfied.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18482980-113791722677184593?l=randommindspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113791722677184593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113791722677184593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/01/enjoying-wap.html' title='Enjoying WAP'/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18482980.post-113773018226996209</id><published>2006-01-20T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T12:22:20.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desiring God</title><content type='html'>And here is my favorite book, Desiring God from John Piper, God's beloved pastor - &lt;a href="http://www.desiringgod.org/dg/id6.htm"&gt;http://www.desiringgod.org/dg/id6.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a free online book, so Christian or not, make sure you set some time to read this gem! And may God give you "good discernment and knowledge" (Psalm 119:66)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.desiringgod.org/dg/id6.htm"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18482980-113773018226996209?l=randommindspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.desiringgod.org' title='Desiring God'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113773018226996209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113773018226996209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/01/desiring-god.html' title='Desiring God'/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18482980.post-113498702148168768</id><published>2005-12-19T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T18:10:21.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WORD - soporific</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;soporific&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;adj.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- sleep-inducing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;usage:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't his speech terrific?&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I thought it was rather soporific.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18482980-113498702148168768?l=randommindspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113498702148168768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113498702148168768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/12/word-soporific.html' title='WORD - soporific'/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18482980.post-113419308509549544</id><published>2005-12-10T13:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T13:52:18.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Most Read Author</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana,geneva,arial,helvetica,sans serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Who's the most read writer in the history of the English language? William Shakespeare? Geoffrey Chaucer? Charles Dickens? Nope. The answer is William Tyndale--the man who first printed the New Testament in English.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,geneva,arial,helvetica,sans serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;In the Beginning . . .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,geneva,arial,helvetica,sans serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;William Tyndale was born into a well-connected family in Gloucestershire, England, just before the turn of the 16th century. We don't know much about his early life, but we know that he received an excellent education, studying for some 10 years under Renaissance humanists at Oxford.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,geneva,arial,helvetica,sans serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;By the time he left Oxford, around 1521, Tyndale had mastered Greek, Latin, and several other languages (contemporary accounts say he spoke eight). He had also become both an ordained priest and a dedicated proponent of church reform--a "protestant," before that word existed. All he needed now was a vocation. He found one, thanks in part to Desiderius Erasmus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,geneva,arial,helvetica,sans serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sources of the Word&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,geneva,arial,helvetica,sans serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Erasmus, one of Europe's leading intellectual lights, had caused a stir in 1516 by publishing a brand-new Latin translation of the New Testament--one that departed significantly from the Vulgate, the "common" Latin translation the Catholic church had used for a millennium. Knowing that many readers saw the Vulgate as the immutable Word of God, Erasmus decided to publish his source text--a New Testament in Greek, compiled from sources older than the Vulgate--in a column right next to his Latin translation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,geneva,arial,helvetica,sans serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;It was a momentous decision. For the first time, European scholars trained in Greek gained easy access to biblical "originals." Now they could make their own translations straight from the original language of the New Testament. In 1522, Martin Luther did just that, translating from the Greek into German. Around the same time, William Tyndale decided to publish an English-language Bible--one so accessible that "a boy that driveth the plough shall know more of the scripture" than a priest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,geneva,arial,helvetica,sans serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;One problem: the Catholic church in England had forbidden vernacular English Bibles in 1408, after handwritten copies of a translation by John Wyclif (an earlier Oxford scholar) had circulated beyond the archbishop's control. Some of the manuscripts survived and continued to circulate, but they were officially off-limits. Translating the Bible into English without permission was a serious crime, punishable by death. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,geneva,arial,helvetica,sans serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Word Made English&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,geneva,arial,helvetica,sans serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Undeterred, Tyndale tried to win approval for his project from the bishop of London. When that didn't work, he found financial backers in London's merchant community and moved to Hamburg, Germany. In 1525, he met briefly with Martin Luther in Wittenberg. Then he went to Cologne to begin printing his new translation. When authorities in Cologne shut him down, Tyndale fled to Worms. There, in 1526, he finally completed the first-ever printed New Testament in English.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,geneva,arial,helvetica,sans serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;It was a small volume, an actual "pocket book," designed to fit into the clothes and life of that ploughboy. That made it fairly easy to smuggle. Soon Bible runners were carrying contraband scriptures into England inside bales of cloth. For the first time, English readers encountered "the powers that be," "the salt of the earth," and the need to "fight the good fight"--all phrases that Tyndale turned. For the first time, they read, in clear, printed English, "Why seek ye the living among the dead? He is not here, but is risen."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,geneva,arial,helvetica,sans serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Infuriated, the bishop of London confiscated and destroyed as many copies of Tyndale's New Testament as he could. Meanwhile, English authorities called for Tyndale's immediate arrest for heresy. Tyndale went into hiding, revised his New Testament, and--after learning Hebrew--began translating the Old Testament, too. Before long, copies of a small volume titled &lt;i&gt;The First Book of Moses Called Genesis&lt;/i&gt; started showing up on English shelves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,geneva,arial,helvetica,sans serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Spreading the Word&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,geneva,arial,helvetica,sans serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Tyndale never finished his Old Testament. He was captured in Antwerp in 1535 and charged with heresy. The next year, he was executed by strangulation and burned at the stake. Yet others picked up his work, and Tyndale's version of the Word lived on. In fact, practically every English translation of the Bible that followed took its lead from Tyndale--including the 1611 King James Version. According to one study, 83 percent of that version's New Testament is unaltered Tyndale, even though a team of scholars had years to rework it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,geneva,arial,helvetica,sans serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;The reason is simple. Tyndale's English translation was clear, concise, and remarkably powerful. Where the Vulgate had &lt;i&gt;Fiat lux, et lux erat,&lt;/i&gt; Wyclif's old version slavishly read "Be made light, and made is light." Not exactly stirring. But Tyndale's translation of the same passage is still familiar to nearly every reader of English: "Then God said: 'Let there be light,' and there was light." Subsequent English writers may have been more original, but none wrote words that reached more folks than these. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,geneva,arial,helvetica,sans serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Steve Sampson&lt;br /&gt;December 8, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,geneva,arial,helvetica,sans serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;-- Source: Knowledge News&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18482980-113419308509549544?l=randommindspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113419308509549544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113419308509549544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/12/most-read-author.html' title='The Most Read Author'/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18482980.post-113386734276729088</id><published>2005-12-06T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T19:09:02.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WORD - bona fide</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;bona fide&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;adj.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- authentic, genuine&lt;br /&gt;- carried out in good faith or sincerely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Others:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;in good faith&lt;/span&gt; - with perfect sincerity&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18482980-113386734276729088?l=randommindspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113386734276729088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113386734276729088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/12/word-bona-fide.html' title='WORD - bona fide'/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18482980.post-113376157698260923</id><published>2005-12-05T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T13:46:17.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WORD - hypertrophic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;hypertrophic&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;adj.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- (medical term) nontumorous enlargement of an organ or a tissue as a result of an increase in the size rather than the number of constituent cells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To grow or cause to grow abnormally large&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Usage:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hypertrophic scars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why is American masculinity so  hypertrophic?" Source: &lt;a href="http://www.portifex.com/DailyBlague/archives/2005/06/hypertrophic.html"&gt;Daily Blague&lt;/a&gt; (A &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/"&gt;Google &lt;/a&gt;Search Result)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Others&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;n. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;hypertrophy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;intr. , tr.v.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;hy·per·tro·phied,&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;hy·per·tro·phy·ing,&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;hy·per·tro·phies&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18482980-113376157698260923?l=randommindspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113376157698260923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113376157698260923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/12/word-hypertrophic.html' title='WORD - hypertrophic'/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18482980.post-113358401153853452</id><published>2005-12-03T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T12:26:51.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WORD - pursuant</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;pursuant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;adj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- in accordance with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;usage&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;"pursuant to..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e.g.&lt;br /&gt;"pursuant to the dictates of one's conscience" Source: &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=00-database-info&amp;amp;db=wn"&gt;WordNet 2.0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18482980-113358401153853452?l=randommindspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113358401153853452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113358401153853452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/12/word-pursuant.html' title='WORD - pursuant'/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18482980.post-113343118178272813</id><published>2005-12-01T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T17:59:41.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WORD - aplomb</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;aplomb &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;n.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- great composure and coolness under strain&lt;br /&gt;- great self-confidence / self-assuredness&lt;br /&gt;- poise&lt;br /&gt;- assurance of manner or action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sample usage:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Then, unexpectedly, she picked up a microphone and began to sing. She sang several songs, handling herself with the &lt;b&gt;aplomb&lt;/b&gt; of a professional entertainer.  &lt;/blockquote&gt;--"Rediscovering Japanese Life at a Bike's Pace," &lt;cite&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/"&gt;New York Times&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;/cite&gt; April 24, 1988&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18482980-113343118178272813?l=randommindspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=aplomb' title='WORD - aplomb'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113343118178272813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113343118178272813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/12/word-aplomb.html' title='WORD - aplomb'/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18482980.post-113264561328063433</id><published>2005-11-22T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T15:46:53.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eta Carinae</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.etacarinae.net/Spaceart/etacarinaehighres.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.etacarinae.net/Spaceart/etacarinaehighres.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;500 million times brighter than the sun... also in the Milky Way Galaxy&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/18482980-113264561328063433?l=randommindspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.exchangedlife.com/Creation/amazing.shtml' title='Eta Carinae'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113264561328063433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18482980&amp;postID=113264561328063433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113264561328063433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113264561328063433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/11/eta-carinae.html' title='Eta Carinae'/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18482980.post-113258566559142973</id><published>2005-11-21T23:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T23:18:54.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be with You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ezzelino.ifa.hawaii.edu/%7Ebresolin/infrared/images/04.%20Lonely%20Tree%20-%20Oahu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://ezzelino.ifa.hawaii.edu/%7Ebresolin/infrared/images/04.%20Lonely%20Tree%20-%20Oahu.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;How refreshing to know You don't need me&lt;br /&gt;How amazing to find that You want me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never get by living on my own ability&lt;/blockquote&gt;            -- Casting Crowns, In Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried, but without You, everything is meaningless. without You, I am weak. People say they can be strong without God. Well they'll willfully pretend but the truth remains... there is a gaping hole within all of us that can only be filled by the One who made it, and was meant to fill it: Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love You Lord. before the world was born You knew me. Before I acknowledged You, You died for my sins. When I cursed You, You loved me. When I turned away from You, You remained faithful. Though You need not further prove the riches of Your grace, You continue to do so day by day, and You fill my heart with immense gratitude. Though I forget You, You remember me and care for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I ask of You, You listen and help. Lord, be Lord. Help me remember, obey &amp;amp; love You, dedicating my life to You to the glory of Your Name.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18482980-113258566559142973?l=randommindspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113258566559142973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18482980&amp;postID=113258566559142973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113258566559142973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113258566559142973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/11/be-with-you.html' title='Be with You'/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18482980.post-113202509912750282</id><published>2005-11-15T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T19:15:32.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Musical Notes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After making invitations for my choir's concert, I'm feeling a little musical, so here are some nice pictures of musical notes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.erimaque.net/river_of_lights_web/slides/Musical%20Notes%20Lite%20Display.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.erimaque.net/river_of_lights_web/slides/Musical%20Notes%20Lite%20Display.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.saaproducts.com/images/products/die-cut-celebrations/2091-Black-Musical-Notes.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.saaproducts.com/images/products/die-cut-celebrations/2091-Black-Musical-Notes.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.jewishworldreview.com/images/musical_notes2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.jewishworldreview.com/images/musical_notes2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18482980-113202509912750282?l=randommindspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113202509912750282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18482980&amp;postID=113202509912750282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113202509912750282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113202509912750282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/11/musical-notes.html' title='Musical Notes'/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18482980.post-113194026716531465</id><published>2005-11-14T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T11:51:07.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Praise You in this storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.jeffroberts.com/images/PIC%20CASTLoResB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.jeffroberts.com/images/PIC%20CASTLoResB.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.castingcrowns.com/"&gt;Casting Crowns&lt;/a&gt; - Praise You In This Storm&lt;/b&gt; &lt;pre&gt;I was sure by now&lt;br /&gt;That You would have reached down&lt;br /&gt;And wiped our tears away&lt;br /&gt;Stepped in and saved the day&lt;br /&gt;But once again, I say "Amen", and it's still raining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the thunder rolls&lt;br /&gt;I barely hear Your whisper through the rain&lt;br /&gt;"I'm with you"&lt;br /&gt;And as You mercy falls&lt;br /&gt;I raise my hands and praise the God who gives&lt;br /&gt;And takes away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll praise You in this storm&lt;br /&gt;And I will lift my hands&lt;br /&gt;For You are who You are&lt;br /&gt;No matter where I am&lt;br /&gt;Every tear I've cried&lt;br /&gt;You hold in Your hand&lt;br /&gt;You never left my side&lt;br /&gt;And though my heart is torn&lt;br /&gt;I will praise You in this storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when&lt;br /&gt;I stumbled in the wind&lt;br /&gt;You heard my cry&lt;br /&gt;You raised me up again&lt;br /&gt;My strength is almost gone&lt;br /&gt;How can I carry on&lt;br /&gt;If I can't find You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the thunder rolls&lt;br /&gt;I barely hear You whisper through the rain&lt;br /&gt;"I'm with you"&lt;br /&gt;And as Your mercy falls&lt;br /&gt;I raise my hands and praise the God who gives&lt;br /&gt;And takes away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lift my eyes unto the hills&lt;br /&gt;Where does my help come from?&lt;br /&gt;My help comes from the Lord&lt;br /&gt;The Maker of Heaven and Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jeffroberts.com/castingcrowns.html"&gt;Casting Crowns biography&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18482980-113194026716531465?l=randommindspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.castingcrowns.com/' title='Praise You in this storm'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113194026716531465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18482980&amp;postID=113194026716531465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113194026716531465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113194026716531465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/11/praise-you-in-this-storm.html' title='Praise You in this storm'/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18482980.post-113193958415465561</id><published>2005-11-14T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T12:02:14.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking with God</title><content type='html'>thinking about it now, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 Corinthians 5:17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Therefore if anyone is in Christ, he is a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;new creation&lt;/span&gt;; the old has gone, the new has come!&lt;/blockquote&gt;is not very true in me. Am I in Christ? Then why do I keep sinning? Why do I keep turning away? Insofar as my decision is required I would like to follow after Christ unfailingly. I would like to long for you as You longed for me before I was created (like the longing of the lovers in the Song of Solomon).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prayer: Psalm 16:1&lt;br /&gt;  -- keep me safe O God, for in You I take refuge.&lt;br /&gt;Deliver me from lawlessness and folly. Keep me safe in Your bosom, ever close to You, the Holy One of Israel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Psalm 16:2     &lt;/span&gt;               I said to the LORD,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;You are my Lord; apart from You I have no good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;v.3. the "saints in the land" = "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;glorious ones&lt;/span&gt; in whom is all my delight"&lt;br /&gt;  -- may it be so for the Chuch of the God, the bride of Christ. may Your people delight in each other as they delight in You. may they indeed be "glorious ones" according to the glorious riches of their Lord, following fervently after Jesus Christ so that no one can say anything against their faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;v.4 (a warning to me) the sorrows of those will increase who run after other gods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  -- forgive me, I have been stupid and foolish. I have made time for korean dramas, for pocketbooks, for downloading music I don't even like that much... I have made time for my thesis and physical fitness (worthy but not as worthy as You), but I have not allotted time for an appointment with the King each day. I have been running after other gods, sleep the strongest of them, sloth the cause of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18482980-113193958415465561?l=randommindspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=psalm%2016&amp;version=31;' title='Walking with God'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113193958415465561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18482980&amp;postID=113193958415465561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113193958415465561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113193958415465561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/11/walking-with-god.html' title='Walking with God'/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18482980.post-113176720016203337</id><published>2005-11-12T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T12:52:47.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RandomMind Returns: Drama Thoughts</title><content type='html'>quite busy with my school project lately (and korean dramas as well). finished "A Wonderful Life" drama in less than a week. The kid there was really cute. Eugene was terrific as usual and the supporting actor's character (Tao Sien) was fantastic. If Eugene's character hadn't gotten married I would have liked her to be Tau Sien's beau instead. (sigh) Of course martyr/dedicated-supporting characters never win the girl's heart, just like in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Princess Lulu &lt;/span&gt;(that rich guy), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Full House&lt;/span&gt; (that rich guy), and now &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wonderful Life &lt;/span&gt;(that rich guy). Hmm.. do I see a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pattern &lt;/span&gt;here? Harhar! All of those characters made my heart twist with sorrow, as I knew that despite their sincerity, the depth of their love and commitment, they could never win the main girl's heart. Main characters go together. Well I'm tired of it. Dramas are becoming so predictable now that I've watched dozens upon dozens of 'em. Still I keep watching in the hopes that someday, I'll encounter another drama that touches my heart like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Sad Love Story&lt;/span&gt; with Kwon Sang Woo and Kim Hee Sun. I loved them both! This is my all-time favorite tear-jerking drama, and as a tribute, here is a song (to follow) from the drama that broke and captured my heart...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18482980-113176720016203337?l=randommindspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113176720016203337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18482980&amp;postID=113176720016203337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113176720016203337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113176720016203337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/11/randommind-returns-drama-thoughts.html' title='RandomMind Returns: Drama Thoughts'/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18482980.post-113159722702860572</id><published>2005-11-10T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T12:33:47.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buns of Steel</title><content type='html'>Haha! Try the link! This is funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was searching for information on original "Buns of Steel" workout video that Cher was using in Clueless but encountered this link instead. Humor Archives. Interesting find.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18482980-113159722702860572?l=randommindspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.thehumorarchives.com/humor/0001173.html' title='Buns of Steel'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113159722702860572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18482980&amp;postID=113159722702860572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113159722702860572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113159722702860572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/11/buns-of-steel.html' title='Buns of Steel'/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18482980.post-113150347423678112</id><published>2005-11-09T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T10:31:14.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Pure Heart - what I long for</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;A pure heart - that's what I long for,&lt;br /&gt;a heart that follows hard after Thee&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A heart that hides Your word so that sin will not come in&lt;br /&gt;A heart that's undivided but one You rule and reign&lt;br /&gt;A heart that beats compassion and that pleases You my Lord&lt;br /&gt;A sweet aroma of worship that rises to Your throne&lt;/blockquote&gt;                - A Pure Heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Prayer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Let the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;words of my mouth&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;meditation of my heart&lt;/span&gt; be acceptable to You O Lord, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;my strength&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;my Redeemer&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/blockquote&gt;                - Psalm 19:14, NKJV&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18482980-113150347423678112?l=randommindspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113150347423678112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18482980&amp;postID=113150347423678112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113150347423678112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113150347423678112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/11/pure-heart-what-i-long-for.html' title='A Pure Heart - what I long for'/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18482980.post-113133833849616147</id><published>2005-11-07T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T13:07:00.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words...</title><content type='html'>Decided to not be too hard on myself when I miss a day or two. Sometimes there are just more urgent and important matters to attend to. As much as possible I'll learn a word and memorize a verse, but when I fail to, I'll just continue the next day. I'll be especially loose on weekends when my schedule is more unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;ebullient &lt;/span&gt;- (i-BUL-yunt) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;adj. &lt;/span&gt;overflowing with enthusiasm, bubbling with excitement&lt;br /&gt;                      - boiling (liquid)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Source: Word Smart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;noun:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ebullience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;common uses:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) roaring fans may be said to be ebullient when they see their favorite stars&lt;br /&gt;2) ebullient liquid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;synonym&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;exuberant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sudden thought:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her constant ebullience was too much for my cynical/despondent/pessimistic/misanthropic self to bear. I often thought her fake and insincere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;other words:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;misanthropic &lt;/span&gt;- marked by hatred, comtempt or mistrustful contempt for mankind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;garrulous &lt;/span&gt;- (GAR-uh-lus) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;adj.&lt;/span&gt; tiresomely talkative, chatty, babbling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;common uses:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;garrulous speech (wordy and rambling speech)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;advice to self:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;avoid garrulous speech/ being garrulous.  is stupid, feel regretful for being ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=00-database-info&amp;amp;db=ahd4"&gt;The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language, Fourth Edition&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18482980-113133833849616147?l=randommindspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113133833849616147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18482980&amp;postID=113133833849616147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113133833849616147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113133833849616147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/11/words.html' title='Words...'/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18482980.post-113133680164950869</id><published>2005-11-07T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T12:13:21.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Langkawi Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.e-hotelbooking.com/WebpageMAL/LKWsheratonlan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.e-hotelbooking.com/WebpageMAL/LKWsheratonlan2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Picture of a room in Sheraton Langkawi Beach Resort. Reverse the position of the sofa and TV cabinet with the beds and you've got exactly how my room looked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was featured in the newspaper today! Hooray! 2 pages with colored pictures. No wonder a friend of mine saw me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining cats and dogs outside. Love it. Without the kids around, I have no reason to wish for badminton-sunshine anyways. And I seriously looooovvvve the sound of rain. Cooling, relaxing, invigorating. Oh no. It stopped. Sigh. I hope the clouds will stay though. Love it when its' cool like this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18482980-113133680164950869?l=randommindspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113133680164950869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18482980&amp;postID=113133680164950869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113133680164950869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113133680164950869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/11/langkawi-day.html' title='Langkawi Day!'/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18482980.post-113107722490638673</id><published>2005-11-04T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T12:07:04.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate Decadence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.chocolatedecadencellc.com/images/gallery/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.chocolatedecadencellc.com/images/gallery/2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chocolate Fountain. Ooooohhhhh!&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/18482980-113107722490638673?l=randommindspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113107722490638673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18482980&amp;postID=113107722490638673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113107722490638673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113107722490638673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/11/chocolate-decadence.html' title='Chocolate Decadence'/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18482980.post-113107685280933677</id><published>2005-11-04T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T12:00:52.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>C &amp; D</title><content type='html'>Two words today as I forgot to publish yesterday's word. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;capitulate &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;. to surrender, perhaps under certain terms; to acquiesce, to accept defeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;common uses:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Workers on strike capitulated;&lt;br /&gt;Government capitulated under extreme pressure from the protesting citizens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;other words:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;recapitulate&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- to summarize. has nothing to do with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;capitulating &lt;/span&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;decadent &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;adj&lt;/span&gt;. 1) decaying, in a state of decline; a person in a state of mental/moral decay&lt;br /&gt;                        - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;adj.&lt;/span&gt; 2) self-indulgent; marked by providing unrestrained gratification&lt;br /&gt;(Source: &lt;span class="small"&gt;&lt;cite&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.houghtonmifflinbooks.com/eref/buy_HMAFF00004.jsp"&gt;The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language, Fourth Edition&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;noun:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decadence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;common uses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1) Decadent behavior (behaving as though morals have fallen into ruin)&lt;br /&gt;2) chocolate decadence (I encounter this quite often!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18482980-113107685280933677?l=randommindspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113107685280933677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18482980&amp;postID=113107685280933677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113107685280933677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113107685280933677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/11/c-d.html' title='C &amp; D'/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18482980.post-113107416433836649</id><published>2005-11-04T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T11:36:21.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Timothy 2</title><content type='html'>I once read a story about two friends who used this verse to encourage one another. Hence, when I encountered this verse last night, I set out to memorize it. In the NKJV,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; Be diligent to present yourselves approved to God&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;, a worker who does not need to be ashamed&lt;/span&gt;, rightly dividing the word of truth&lt;/blockquote&gt;        -- 2 Tim 2:15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;v. 19c “Let everyone who names the name of Christ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;depart from iniquity&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;May the Lord help us depart from iniquity and enter His presence through Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;v.22 Flee also &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;youthful lusts&lt;/span&gt;; but pursue righteousness, faith, love, peace with those who call on the Lord out of a pure heart&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;v.23 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Avoid &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;foolish &lt;/span&gt;arguments&lt;/span&gt; because they generate strife, v.24 the Lord's servant &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;must not &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;quarrel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;but must be gentle and patient, correcting those who are opposing the correct teaching, praying that God may grant them repentance so that they may know the truth and escape the snare of the devil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&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/18482980-113107416433836649?l=randommindspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=2%20tim%202&amp;version=50;' title='2 Timothy 2'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113107416433836649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18482980&amp;postID=113107416433836649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113107416433836649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113107416433836649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/11/2-timothy-2.html' title='2 Timothy 2'/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18482980.post-113098877939695275</id><published>2005-11-03T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T16:50:34.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm 61</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"From the ends of the earth I call to You,&lt;br /&gt;   I call as my heart grows faint;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;lead me to the rock that is higher than I.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/blockquote&gt;        -- Psalm 61: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v. 5b "You have given me the heritage of those who fear Your name"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v.7b "Appoint Your love and faithfulness to protect him"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Then will I ever sing praise to Your name&lt;br /&gt;   and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;fulfill my vows day after day&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/blockquote&gt;        -- Psalm 61:8&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18482980-113098877939695275?l=randommindspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=psalm%2061&amp;version=31;' title='Psalm 61'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113098877939695275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18482980&amp;postID=113098877939695275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113098877939695275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113098877939695275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/11/psalm-61.html' title='Psalm 61'/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18482980.post-113098716600187095</id><published>2005-11-03T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T11:06:06.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Microsoft feels your pain</title><content type='html'>try the &lt;a href="http://a3.v14853d.c14853.g.vm.akamaistream.net/5/3/14853/v003/1a1a1a72db3eb01f920167db4fb41745a9188ffd69d8399dcb2c97f865c62f5dc02f9ccbfc30689dd0ff6cdf44bc2c5bc83ba01888b7fc356ea7e0/9999_w.asf"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;. This is funny! If I worked for Microsoft I'd be scared. kept thinking about getting scars on my butt from all the pin pricking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18482980-113098716600187095?l=randommindspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://a3.v14853d.c14853.g.vm.akamaistream.net/5/3/14853/v003/1a1a1a72db3eb01f920167db4fb41745a9188ffd69d8399dcb2c97f865c62f5dc02f9ccbfc30689dd0ff6cdf44bc2c5bc83ba01888b7fc356ea7e0/9999_w.asf' title='Microsoft feels your pain'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113098716600187095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18482980&amp;postID=113098716600187095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113098716600187095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113098716600187095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/11/microsoft-feels-your-pain.html' title='Microsoft feels your pain'/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18482980.post-113089854323879560</id><published>2005-11-02T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T11:10:49.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Word Smart - The Commitment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Several years ago, I bought Princeton Review's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Word Smart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, and fell in love with it. However, I never read it from cover to cover for lack of time. Now, I'm laying aside a few minutes each day to study a word or two. Each day of the month (1-26) will correspond to a letter of the alphabet and I will be studying words starting with the letter of the day. I probably won't read on Sundays so I'll use the extra days of the month to cover the letters I missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For November 2, the letter is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;banal&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- (buh-NAL, BANE-ul) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;adj&lt;/span&gt;. commonplace, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ordinary,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;trite, unoriginal, obvious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;Usage Note: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;The pronunciation of &lt;i&gt;banal&lt;/i&gt; is not settled among educated speakers of American English. Sixty years ago, H.W. Fowler recommended the pronunciation (rhyming with &lt;i&gt;panel&lt;/i&gt;), but this pronunciation is now regarded as recondite by most Americans: it is preferred by only 2 percent of the Usage Panel. Other possibilities are (rhyming with &lt;i&gt;anal&lt;/i&gt;), preferred by 38 percent of the Panel; (rhyming with &lt;i&gt;canal&lt;/i&gt;), preferred by 46 percent; and (the last syllable rhyming with &lt;i&gt;doll&lt;/i&gt;), preferred by 14 percent (this last pronunciation is more common in British English). Some Panelists admit to being so vexed by the problem that they tend to avoid the word in conversation. Speakers can perhaps take comfort in knowing that any one of the last three pronunciations will have the support of a substantial minority and that none of them is incorrect. When several pronunciations of a word are widely used, there is really no right or wrong one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;    -- &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=banal"&gt;&lt;span class="small"&gt;&lt;cite&gt;The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language, Fourth Edition&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;common uses:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;banal conversations, banal statement (boring, uncreative statement)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;noun:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;banality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;other words I learned through it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;hackneyed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- overfamiliar through overuse&lt;br /&gt;                - a coach for hire; a type of horse bred in England&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;trite&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- worn out by use, hackneyed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/18482980-113089854323879560?l=randommindspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113089854323879560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18482980&amp;postID=113089854323879560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113089854323879560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113089854323879560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/11/word-smart-commitment.html' title='Word Smart - The Commitment'/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18482980.post-113089992439928980</id><published>2005-11-02T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T11:13:04.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory Verses - The Commitment</title><content type='html'>Ye shall memorize one verse from the Holy Scriptures everyday except Sundays. Sundays shall be for review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse of the day: (Unless otherwise indicated, verses are from the New International Version)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Proverbs 19:21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Many are the plans in a man's heart, but it is the Lord's purpose that prevails&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooray! May the Lord's good, perfect and pleasing purpose prevail! Guide me as I make plans, that I may plan with a submissive heart, knowing that God's will shall be done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18482980-113089992439928980?l=randommindspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113089992439928980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18482980&amp;postID=113089992439928980' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113089992439928980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113089992439928980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/11/memory-verses-commitment.html' title='Memory Verses - The Commitment'/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18482980.post-113081191967962943</id><published>2005-11-01T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T10:34:56.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's gifts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ci.wixom.mi.us/LocalGov/Recreation/Clip%20Art,%20photos/Bird%20pulling%20worm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.ci.wixom.mi.us/LocalGov/Recreation/Clip%20Art,%20photos/Bird%20pulling%20worm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God gives every bird a worm, but he does not throw it into the nest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Swedish Proverb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeellll... &lt;/b&gt;sometimes, He does. But not all the time. When He allows us to get sick, when there's absolutely nothing we can do about what's happening in our lives, then, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;sometimes&lt;/span&gt;, God steps in! It happened to me. I applied for an award I'd always wanted only to be disappointed when a friend told me he'd already been called for an interview. I was crushed. Had I already been disqualified after paper screening? I tried calling people to ask whether paper screening was really closed but somehow, I couldn't get to the person-in-charge to appeal my application. A few days later, I had already given up ALL hope. But then I got a call! My application form had been misplaced so I was going to be interviewed late, but I was going to be interviewed nevertheless. I got the award in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hdstein.com/photo/spring/images/Robin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.hdstein.com/photo/spring/images/Robin.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;from &lt;a href="http://www.hdstein.com/photo/spring/spring.html"&gt;H. David Stein's Spring Photos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" href="http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/10/spreading-firefox.html"&gt;Get Firefox. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spreadfirefox.com/?q=affiliates&amp;amp;id=0&amp;amp;t=71"&gt;&lt;img alt="Get Firefox!" title="Get Firefox!" src="http://sfx-images.mozilla.org/affiliates/Buttons/88x31/safer.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18482980-113081191967962943?l=randommindspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113081191967962943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18482980&amp;postID=113081191967962943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113081191967962943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113081191967962943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/11/gods-gifts.html' title='God&apos;s gifts'/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18482980.post-113076585599829719</id><published>2005-10-31T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T21:43:17.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spreading the Firefox</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If any one of you has not done so, get Mozilla Firefox, the web browser that will change the way you surf forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes it so great? Tabbed browsing, customizable features (more on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;extensions&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;later), Pop-up blocker, Themes... ad infinitum... (you'll discover more reasons as you use it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://www.mozilla.org/products/firefox/"&gt;http://www.mozilla.org/products/firefox/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;now! It's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;free,&lt;/span&gt; so get it and&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;spread the fire(fox)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spreadfirefox.com/?q=affiliates&amp;amp;id=0&amp;amp;t=52"&gt;&lt;img alt="Get Firefox!" title="Get Firefox!" src="http://sfx-images.mozilla.org/affiliates/Banners/120x600/trust.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/18482980-113076585599829719?l=randommindspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113076585599829719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113076585599829719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/10/spreading-firefox.html' title='Spreading the &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;Firefox&lt;/span&gt;'/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18482980.post-113075937336467373</id><published>2005-10-31T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T19:54:38.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SouthPark Self</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/727/1810/1600/southpark%20self.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/727/1810/320/southpark%20self.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This here is my Southpark self. kinda cute huh? Baby blue and powder pink... just my thing! (yeah right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Create your own Southpark look &lt;a href="http://www.planearium2.de/flash/spstudio.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love pigtails though I haven't worn my hair that way in at least 5 years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18482980-113075937336467373?l=randommindspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113075937336467373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18482980&amp;postID=113075937336467373' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113075937336467373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113075937336467373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/10/southpark-self.html' title='SouthPark Self'/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18482980.post-113075759236264292</id><published>2005-10-31T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T19:44:06.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christian Counterculture WOES</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;No, no, no, no, no, NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that my favorite website, christiancounterculture.com, is gone! (Click on the link at the right side of this blog and you'll see the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;horrible truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Boar's Head Tavern is a &lt;a href="http://www.boarsheadtavern.com/archives/2005/01/31/16026860.html"&gt;letter&lt;/a&gt; from Rob Schläpfer, editor.  I feel like crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found some interesting articles &lt;a href="http://www.bryanwatts.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Anne Rice, a Christian? Lord, bless her, guide her, love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Anne Rice be an instrument of Thy peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I shall be keeping my link to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christian Counterculture&lt;/span&gt; in hopes that Rob and the others will resurrect it, through Jesus Christ our Lord. God, be with Rob in this trying period, and grant Him peace that surpasses all understanding. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;I will soar on wings like eagles', held by the hand of God. I will trust in Him with all my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18482980-113075759236264292?l=randommindspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113075759236264292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18482980&amp;postID=113075759236264292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113075759236264292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113075759236264292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/10/christian-counterculture-woes.html' title='Christian Counterculture WOES'/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18482980.post-113075492317043545</id><published>2005-10-31T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T18:35:23.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp Wabikon</title><content type='html'>Owing to all this talk about &lt;a href="http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/10/beauty.html"&gt;beauty&lt;/a&gt;, I decided to search Google for "beautiful" images. Found some captivating pictures from wabikon.com that I just have to put here as eye candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number one on my list is this calming picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wabikon.com/photos/TheSite/clouds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.wabikon.com/photos/TheSite/clouds.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, some great shots of a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;r&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;i&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;! I've never had the opportunity to capture the beauty of the rainbow with a cam. I only know that seeing one gives me a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sense of &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;hope and awe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Perhaps it will have the same effect on you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wabikon.com/photos/TheSite/rainbow.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.wabikon.com/photos/TheSite/rainbow.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wabikon.com/photos/TheSite/rainbow2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.wabikon.com/photos/TheSite/rainbow2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Looks magical.&lt;/span&gt; :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Finally, I love the blue-ness of this picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wabikon.com/photos/TheSite/lake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.wabikon.com/photos/TheSite/lake.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for Wabikon pictures. For those of you who are wondering, Wabikon is a youth camp in Canada (I think) but I am not affiliated with it in any way, nor am I recommending it in this blog. Haha. I just loved the pictures they posted, that's all. For more information, visit their site at &lt;a href="http://www.wabikon.com"&gt;http://www.wabikon.com&lt;/a&gt;   Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18482980-113075492317043545?l=randommindspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113075492317043545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113075492317043545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/10/camp-wabikon.html' title='Camp Wabikon'/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18482980.post-113075297110348844</id><published>2005-10-31T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T18:21:01.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/2/28/Red_rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/2/28/Red_rose.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beauty&lt;/b&gt; is the phenomenon of the experience of pleasure, through the perception of balance and proportion of stimulus. It involves the cognition of a balanced form and structure that elicits attraction and appeal towards a person, animal, inanimate object, scene, music, idea, etc.&lt;/blockquote&gt;- &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Beauty&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Main_Page"&gt;Wikipedia &lt;/a&gt;The Free Encyclopedia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a definition. Impressive, but I prefer this definition from &lt;a href="http://wordweb.info/free/"&gt;WordWeb&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;"An outstanding example of its kind"&lt;/span&gt;. What makes something beautiful? A "balanced form"? Probably not. If I search the net, I'll find different definitions from different people with different perspectives. It will probably be an enriching experience to read through other people's thoughts on this but &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;who has the time?&lt;/span&gt; So I searched Google for pictures using the keyword "beauty" instead. Ignoring pictures of women in skimpy clothes and women in general, here are some images from the first 3 pages of the search:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://trade.usapears.com/images/media_images/34542_usapears-redbartlett-beauty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://trade.usapears.com/images/media_images/34542_usapears-redbartlett-beauty.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;from &lt;a href="http://trade.usapears.com/retail/admaterials_photos.asp?cid=4"&gt;USA Pears&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://biology.clc.uc.edu/graphics/taxonomy/plants/spermatophyta/angiosperms/dicotyledonae/portulacaceae/Spring%20Beauty/JSC%20970505%20Spring%20Beauty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://biology.clc.uc.edu/graphics/taxonomy/plants/spermatophyta/angiosperms/dicotyledonae/portulacaceae/Spring%20Beauty/JSC%20970505%20Spring%20Beauty.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.judithkmcmillan.com/images/Q-Z/Rosa%20%28American%20Beauty%20Rose%29%201999%20reduced_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.judithkmcmillan.com/images/Q-Z/Rosa%20%28American%20Beauty%20Rose%29%201999%20reduced_web.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;from &lt;a href="http://www.judithkmcmillan.com/Q-Z.htm"&gt;Judith McMillan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.irtc.org/ftp/pub/stills/2000-08-31/mjwsea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.irtc.org/ftp/pub/stills/2000-08-31/mjwsea.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;from &lt;a href="http://www.irtc.org/stills/2000-08-31/comment.html"&gt;IRTC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thomashawk.com/hello/305309/1024/Natural%20Beauty-2005.05.12-23.18.33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://thomashawk.com/hello/305309/1024/Natural%20Beauty-2005.05.12-23.18.33.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;from &lt;a href="http://thomashawk.com/2005/04/may-2005-photoblog.html"&gt;Thomas Hawk's PhotoBlog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Funny, several pages into the search and I still couldn't find a single picture of a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;man&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&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/18482980-113075297110348844?l=randommindspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113075297110348844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113075297110348844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/10/beauty.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Beauty&lt;/span&gt;'/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18482980.post-113074739098354255</id><published>2005-10-31T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T16:40:02.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bridget Jones's Diary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/67/8525/640/my%20b.j.%20pocketbook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/67/8525/320/my%20b.j.%20pocketbook.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite movie of all time! This is the funniest, wittiest, loveliest movie I have ever watched. I've watched it over and over and fallen in love with Bridget ("brid-jit") and Mark Darcy ("mahk dah-see") a thousand times over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like-minded fans may visit &lt;a href="http://fans.papervixen.net/bridget/"&gt;Poised Spinster&lt;/a&gt;, The Bridget Jones Fanlisting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18482980-113074739098354255?l=randommindspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113074739098354255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113074739098354255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/10/bridget-joness-diary.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;Bridget Jones&apos;s Diary&lt;/span&gt;'/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18482980.post-113074633801194498</id><published>2005-10-31T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T16:15:58.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Scent</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/67/8525/640/summer%20scent%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/67/8525/320/summer%20scent%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My favorite picture of her in Summer Scent. A Korean actress, I don't know her name. I loved the sceneries in the drama. The story itself was okay and the soundtrack was soulful. All in all a four-star (from 0 to 5). My all-time favorite is still "The Sad Love Story" with Kwon Sang Woo and Kim Hee Sun. I get goosebumps thinking about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18482980-113074633801194498?l=randommindspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113074633801194498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18482980&amp;postID=113074633801194498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113074633801194498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113074633801194498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/10/summer-scent.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 204, 0);&quot;&gt;Summer Scent&lt;/span&gt;'/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18482980.post-113074578808863211</id><published>2005-10-31T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T16:59:07.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings from RandomMind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/727/1810/1600/j0399053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/727/1810/320/j0399053.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Let's add some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;color &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;here! &lt;/span&gt;(makin' it more random since I shall NOT have a color theme)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A house cupped in hands... A home in my hands. Power to keep this family together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A prayer for all struggling married couples:&lt;/span&gt; may you stay together through thick and thin, through adulterous affairs and cold, lonely, unaffectionate nights... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;there is light ahead&lt;/span&gt;. far ahead maybe, small and feeble maybe, but it's there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To happy couples&lt;/span&gt;: Remember what &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/18482980-113074578808863211?l=randommindspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113074578808863211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18482980&amp;postID=113074578808863211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113074578808863211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18482980/posts/default/113074578808863211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randommindspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/10/greetings-from-randommind.html' title='Greetings from RandomMind'/><author><name>wannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752608817151188587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
