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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-1001205270020081773</id><published>2007-01-23T15:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T15:29:01.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A catch up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://jen.rwts.com.au"&gt;http://jen.rwts.com.au&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-1001205270020081773?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/1001205270020081773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=1001205270020081773' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-116693119925394936</id><published>2006-12-23T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T19:33:19.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A few Photos...</title><content type='html'>to brighten up my blog.I also think that today I shall find a new template to work with to make my blog more exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is Christmas eve today, we are off to our family dinner tonight at Andrew and Bess' house. It's funny Christmas loses its hype the older you get... but I am much more amazed at God each year that goes by. I think I am happy for the magic of Christmas to be lost if it means I get to be closer to God and see more of his majesty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I did the children's talk at church with Bec, Sarah, Amanda, Monica and Steve. It went really well. Thanks guys! I hope the kids remember that Christmas is about Jesus and that Jesus is the only one who can save us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd blog a little about NTE. It was totally awesome. I was doing strand 2 which meant I was looking at the Old Testament. We did Isaiah and the prophecy of Jesus' birth. I learnt so much about the OT. I've been so challenged to read it more. It reveals parts of God's character that you just don't get in the New Testament.&lt;br /&gt;(more about this later).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mission for NTE was awesome too. Our team went to Malabar Anglican church and did all sorts of things from scripture to playgroup to bible study dinners and elderly ministry.&lt;br /&gt;My highlights were:&lt;br /&gt;1. The Chifley Public Scripture. Here I did the talk. It was for 100 kids and I was pretty nervous until I realised it was all in God's hands &amp; if he wanted the talk to be good and work it would be.. and if he didn't it would flop. God was gracious to us and allowed it to go really well. I was encouraged about how important it is to pray to God and commit his work to him. I also realised that nothing is on my own strength - if I was to use my own strength nothing would have worked. God gave me the gifts I have.&lt;br /&gt;2. Doorknocking. Jono/Chris (same person) and I were partnered for door knocking. Things were pretty average as we went along and I was getting a little discouraged. I was praying as we were walking that God would give us the chance to share the gospel with someone before the end of the time. Behold! As we went to the next house a Muslim lady answered and we got the chance to share the gospel with her. This was really challenging for a number of reasons, firstly, that I had never spoken to a Muslim person before - I have so much to learn about their religion and secondly, that God so answers our prayer. I was so excited that he listened and answered my prayer right away. &lt;br /&gt;Oh and I was also challenged as to why we don't share the gospel as much as we should. What's the worst that could happen?? Someone says no thanks??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also really encouraged by 2 other things as well. I was encouraged by the way that all the CS crew welcomed me into their friendships and how I didn't feel left out or lonely on mission. Thanks guys!&lt;br /&gt;And also that God kept me well on mission. I'd been sick the week before NTE and while in Canberra, but it seemed God wanted me well for mission and he sustained me until the day after I got home. Thankyou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was NTE in a nutshell. But there are so many more stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7198/616/1600/626874/DSC05380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7198/616/320/727122/DSC05380.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the NTE crew (well my mission team anyway). I shall post more photos later maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was saying before about learning more about God's character. Since NTE I've been reading 1 and 2 samuel and now 1 kings. It's really exciting seeing how the God who went before David in battle and looked after him is the same God who goes before me today. I am learning so much about God's character reading this. He's not just a meek and mild loving little Jesus. He is a powerful, almighty God who should be feared. Yet a God who is compassionate and full of mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll include now some photos of our youth group end of term bowling and of my dinner party :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7198/616/1600/10077/DSC05549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7198/616/320/416141/DSC05549.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7198/616/1600/507691/DSC05553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7198/616/320/328946/DSC05553.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7198/616/1600/657412/DSC05556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7198/616/320/132232/DSC05556.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7198/616/1600/484489/DSC05572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7198/616/320/321071/DSC05572.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7198/616/1600/817039/DSC05557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7198/616/320/977684/DSC05557.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-116693119925394936?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/116693119925394936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=116693119925394936' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/116693119925394936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/116693119925394936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2006/12/few-photos.html' title='A few Photos...'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-116685311048227448</id><published>2006-12-22T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T21:51:50.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I suppose I should blog once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really have a lot to say at the moment... mostly because I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But NTE was really awesome - probably the 2nd best thing this year (after my Ireland trip!) Definitely a highlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall blog about that soon maybe. I'm just a bit too tired :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had a dinner party for my uni friends this week - that was fun. I cooked and it was tasty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday we had our church carols. I really enjoyed those - Di, Ali-o and Jen came - it was totally rad! I was so happy to see them again and I had a blast hanging out with them. After the carols we went to café ensomnia. I had many a funny moments there, although it was an awfully late night by the time Ali-o, Di, Bec and I left haha. &lt;br /&gt;I was pretty exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to Hornsby and Castle Hill to do the last few things before the holidays and before I go on Summer Camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I thought I might leave you today with the lyrics of this awesome song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my life and let it be consecrated, Lord, to thee.&lt;br /&gt;Take my moments and my days and let them flow in ceaseless praise.&lt;br /&gt;Take my voice and let me sing, always only for my King.&lt;br /&gt;Take my lips and let them be filled with messages from Thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my hands and let them move and the impulse of Thy love.&lt;br /&gt;Take my feet and let them be swift and beautiful for Thee.&lt;br /&gt;Take my love my Lord I pour at thy feet it's treasure store.&lt;br /&gt;Take myself and I will be ever only all for Thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my silver and my gold. Not a might would I withhold.&lt;br /&gt;Take my intellect and use every power as You will choose.&lt;br /&gt;Take my will and make it Thine, it shall be no longer mine.&lt;br /&gt;Take my heart it is Thine own, It shall be Thy royal throne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my hands and let them move and the impulse of Thy love&lt;br /&gt;Take my feet and let them be swift and beautiful for Thee&lt;br /&gt;Take my love my Lord I pour at Thy feet it's treasure store&lt;br /&gt;Take myself and I will be ever only all for Thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my prayer... I am so overwhelmed by God's faithfulness and sustaining love. He is so good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-116685311048227448?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/116685311048227448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=116685311048227448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/116685311048227448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/116685311048227448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-suppose-i-should-blog-once-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-116372591008371955</id><published>2006-11-16T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T17:11:50.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunrise</title><content type='html'>Wooo.... it's 4:41am and I am awake. Not a huge surprise since I am going to sunrise!! Eeeee. I woke up at at like 4:20......at the moment I'm not really hurrying to get ready but soon I shall. I'm just sitting in front of my heater letting myself wake up. So there you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you saw me on tv yey... because that means you probably saw HN! How wonderful! Ok I am now off to get ready... so much to do... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S. Hi DI!!!!!!!! :D and yey for only having 1 more assginment left! *hurrah*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am home now... it was such a fun morning!!! Yey!!!!!!!!!! oooo..... love. hehe&lt;br /&gt;I will post more later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-116372591008371955?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/116372591008371955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=116372591008371955' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/116372591008371955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/116372591008371955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2006/11/sunrise.html' title='Sunrise'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-116332701285699276</id><published>2006-11-12T02:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T02:25:05.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>again</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;Ok here I am posting again. Mostly because performance is fun :) &lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting here at home watching the ABBA tribute. Hi5 were just on. It is interesting. Did you know Hi5 have a new member. Kathleen has gone and there is a new chick in her place. I've always had a soft spot for Tim from Hi5 even when the world liked Nathan Foley. I must say though, Nathan Foley isn't aging as well as Tim these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#993399"&gt;That was a little random, I know. But there you go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nearly finished uni for the year 1 assignment and 1 exam to go. I don't really have much motivation at the moment. I burnt myself out over the past two weeks and now I can't really be bothered to work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#cc66cc"&gt;Now... what to say... who really knows! I think that might do for tonight. I have had my fun.&lt;br /&gt;I shall leave you with a random saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;font color="#9999ff"&gt;"Where the sun shines, there is much light."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-116332701285699276?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/116332701285699276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=116332701285699276' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/116332701285699276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/116332701285699276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2006/11/again.html' title='again'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-116307395584810749</id><published>2006-11-09T04:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T04:05:57.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 posts in a day?</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="#33cc00"&gt;I have some goals for the next few years I think I'll share here. I'll categorise them into short/medium and long term goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#006600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff00"&gt;Short Term:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff00"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#006600"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff00"&gt;1. Finish assignments and study.&lt;br /&gt;2. Make Christmas presents.&lt;br /&gt;3. Save all I can!&lt;br /&gt;4. Finish reading Ezra and Nehemiah.&lt;br /&gt;5. Organise uni things and sort out stuff&lt;br /&gt;6. Get my hair cut&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;Medium Term:&lt;br /&gt;1. Get my ATCL&lt;br /&gt;2. Save save save!&lt;br /&gt;3. Get 5th grade piano&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ffcc33"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ffcc33"&gt;Long Term:&lt;br /&gt;1. Teach overseas.&lt;br /&gt;and who knows!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="poweredbyperformancing"&gt;powered by &lt;a href="http://performancing.com/firefox"&gt;performancing firefox&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-116307395584810749?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/116307395584810749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=116307395584810749' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/116307395584810749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/116307395584810749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2006/11/2-posts-in-day.html' title='2 posts in a day?'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-116303131503617416</id><published>2006-11-08T16:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T16:15:15.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got this mad thing on firefox</title><content type='html'>I got this really mad thing on firefox. I can blog on any of my blogs without having to go to blogger. It's cool means it's easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am doing ok. Uni is starting to settle down 2 to go. I am sick though. This is the only way you'll hear from me.. i can't talk. and even if i could - i'm not allowed to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucky. that is all my back is sore need to get up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="poweredbyperformancing"&gt;powered by &lt;a href="http://performancing.com/firefox"&gt;performancing firefox&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-116303131503617416?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/116303131503617416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=116303131503617416' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/116303131503617416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/116303131503617416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-got-this-mad-thing-on-firefox.html' title='I got this mad thing on firefox'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-116164344600548593</id><published>2006-10-23T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T15:44:06.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haven't been here in a while</title><content type='html'>I haven't been posting in quite a few days now. I've been so busy. I have this assignment due today... it's taken me aaaages to get it done.. It's about 70 pages.But Hurrah! It's done now... and I might be able to start getting a little more sleep each night! &lt;br /&gt;Although I still have a lot more work to do because I still have 7 assignments.&lt;br /&gt;So this is just a quick blog to let you know I'm still alive (just!) and I will be back in full force soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Jen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-116164344600548593?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/116164344600548593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=116164344600548593' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/116164344600548593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/116164344600548593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2006/10/havent-been-here-in-while.html' title='Haven&apos;t been here in a while'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-116091606121467799</id><published>2006-10-15T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T05:46:31.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img66.photobucket.com/albums/v202/hnhavana/quizimages/musicnature.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.humannatureonline.com/index1.htm"&gt; &lt;font size="2"&gt;What's Your Nature Name?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://www.humannatureonline.com"&gt;HumanNatureOnline&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img66.photobucket.com/albums/v202/hnhavana/quizimages/cleancut.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.humannatureonline.com/index1.htm"&gt; &lt;font size="2"&gt;What HN Image Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://www.humannatureonline.com"&gt;HumanNatureOnline&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img66.photobucket.com/albums/v202/hnhavana/quizimages/tellingeverybody.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.humannatureonline.com/index1.htm"&gt; &lt;font size="2"&gt;What HN Album Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://www.humannatureonline.com"&gt;HumanNatureOnline&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img66.photobucket.com/albums/v202/hnhavana/quizimages/humannature.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.humannatureonline.com/index1.htm"&gt; &lt;font size="2"&gt;What HN Album Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://www.humannatureonline.com"&gt;HumanNatureOnline&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img66.photobucket.com/albums/v202/hnhavana/quizimages/general.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.humannatureonline.com/index1.htm"&gt;HumanNatureOnline &lt;font size="2"&gt;Quiz: Nature Knowledge&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://www.humannatureonline.com"&gt;HumanNatureOnline&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw HN again today. They were great. Will post more later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-116091606121467799?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/116091606121467799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=116091606121467799' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/116091606121467799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/116091606121467799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2006/10/whats-your-nature-name-brought-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-116069002950720318</id><published>2006-10-12T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T14:53:49.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>finished product</title><content type='html'>here is the finished product of me and caro.. kinda a fairy land theme :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/Caro3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/400/Caro3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-116069002950720318?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/116069002950720318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=116069002950720318' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/116069002950720318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/116069002950720318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2006/10/finished-product.html' title='finished product'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-116060762330858237</id><published>2006-10-11T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T16:00:23.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another one</title><content type='html'>this time for caro :) I want to spend some more time working on this one though.. but that just involves time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/Caro1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/400/Caro1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-116060762330858237?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/116060762330858237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=116060762330858237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/116060762330858237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/116060762330858237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2006/10/another-one.html' title='another one'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-116056700002434008</id><published>2006-10-11T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T04:43:20.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another day.. another photoshop image.. Sarah, this one is for you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/Sarah1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/400/Sarah1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-116056700002434008?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/116056700002434008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=116056700002434008' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/116056700002434008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/116056700002434008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2006/10/another-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-116046676919063416</id><published>2006-10-10T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T00:52:49.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Van Gogh goes nature!</title><content type='html'>Made this in art today.. thought I'd share.. *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/Vangogh2%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/400/Vangogh2%20copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also made one of Angelina Jolie.. might post that later.. but it's not as good. Might do some more on Van Gogh goes nature and put a few more things in his room... who knows what could end up there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-116046676919063416?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/116046676919063416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=116046676919063416' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/116046676919063416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/116046676919063416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2006/10/van-gogh-goes-nature.html' title='Van Gogh goes nature!'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-116044071702229072</id><published>2006-10-09T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T17:38:37.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3, 4 and 5 days!</title><content type='html'>Yes that is right, 3, 4, and 5 days until events from best weekend ever! Well maybe not the best, but I am so looking forward to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is 3 days until my exam. I'm sort of excited, sort of not. It's a bit freaky thinking how soon it really is, but I know I am prepared and I had a really good rehearsal yesterday. *hurrah*. I was really shocked with how I played I almost stopped to listen! (odd I know!) Also after my exam I get to go shopping/dinner with mum and dad and maybe andrew and bess. That is also exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 days until Saturday. I am looking forward to Saturday for 3 reasons! Firstly, in the morning I have a meeting with Moni and Sarah. Normally people go '*urgh* meetings' but we are having breakfast, watching narnia and then getting even more organised for K4C this term! Whooohoo!&lt;br /&gt;Then after this I am going shopping with Moni, Grace, maybe Sarah, Jackie and Bess. Hurrah! I dont' have much money, but that is ok!&lt;br /&gt;And my third reason for *hurrah* on Saturday is that Human Nature's new album comes out! YAYAYAYYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY Bring it On!!!!!! I heard previews for it... *in love*.. it's sooo brilliant! I love "Can't Hurry Love"... oh it's so divine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Sunday... 5 days to go... ok. Don't laugh at me (not that I can stop you). Yay for the last Human Nature concert for the year!!!!!!! Bec and I are heading off to Revesby to see them in concert. I'm so excited! Right after the new album comes out and all. It's wonderful!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is my exciting weekeend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I had a nice day. I had a flute lesson at 8am, then had a rehearsal at Lewisham at 10:30 (which meant leaving straight after my lesson finished). My rehearsal is spoken about above so I won't repeat. I then ate... a lot and then went shoppign wtih Sarah.&lt;br /&gt;I have to run now.. will finish this later. Class has started again.&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-116044071702229072?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/116044071702229072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=116044071702229072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/116044071702229072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/116044071702229072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2006/10/3-4-and-5-days.html' title='3, 4 and 5 days!'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-116030668832393388</id><published>2006-10-08T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T04:25:20.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It is Well</title><content type='html'>I love this song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When peace like a river attendeth my way,&lt;br /&gt;When sorrows like sea billows roll,&lt;br /&gt;Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say,&lt;br /&gt;'It is well, it is well with my soul'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is well, with my soul. It is well, it is well with my soul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sin, oh the bliss of this glorious thought,&lt;br /&gt;My sin, not in part, but the whole,&lt;br /&gt;Is nailed to the cross and I bear it no more.&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord oh my soul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is well, with my soul. It is well, it is well with my soul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Lord haste the day when my faith shall be sight!&lt;br /&gt;The clouds be rolled back as a scroll.&lt;br /&gt;The trumpet shall sound and the Lord shall descend.&lt;br /&gt;Even so! It is well with my soul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is well, with my soul. It is well, it is well with my soul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lakeviewstudios.com/photos/wetlands/medium/evening-storm-clouds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.lakeviewstudios.com/photos/wetlands/medium/evening-storm-clouds.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a glorious thought! My sin has dissapeared. It's not a problem anymore! Oh how I can't wait for the day when Jesus returns. It will be better than anything I can imagine. I was just about to go to sleep when I was thinking about church today and the things I learnt and sang. That song we did this morning. I just love the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;We are looking at Ezra at church. I remebered one of the speakers saying at WKC that  no matter what sermon we are listening to, we should get something out of it - even if we have to make it up! So I've been trying really hard to listen and understand. Today the main thing I got out of it was that we need to put God's kingdom first. He will supply all our needs despite opposition and his plans will not be thwarted.&lt;br /&gt;The Israelites put God's kingdom first in building the temple and were then blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-116030668832393388?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/116030668832393388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=116030668832393388' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/116030668832393388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/116030668832393388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2006/10/it-is-well.html' title='It is Well'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-116018410458799600</id><published>2006-10-06T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T18:23:21.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>waiting for toast.</title><content type='html'>I thought I would post here while I wait for my bread to toast in the toaster.&lt;br /&gt;Today I think will be a good day. I am feeling a little tired, but I think that is probably mostly attributed to the exercise I did this morning. Yes! Most of you will be shocked... Jen.... doing exercise. It does happen sometimes!&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm on this whole fitness spree thing at the moment. I'm hoping if I get fit, I will be more healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My toast just popped up but it's not quite done. Why is that the general of electric couldnt' invent a toaster that you don't have to put down 1.5 times *Laughs!*&lt;br /&gt;My toast is extra special today. It says "i love you" and "smile :)". It's very exciting. Yay for toast stamps, and yay for Sarah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of toast stamps... well not really.. more speaking of Sarah. Some of us girls from school went to her house last night. Elly, Bec, Mel and I. We had a girls night in. Caro couldn't come :( she is away.&lt;br /&gt;It was good everyone brought food. Mel brought vego lasagne (man... that was soo tasty.. i could eat that anyday!), Bec brought pasta.. also a favourite. Elly made scone/muffin type things... yay for ad lib cooking and I brought trusty malteaser bars and Sarah brought salad and drinks!&lt;br /&gt;We ate and watched "She's the Man" and "Suddenly 30". Both really good movies. I was starting to get quite stressed about my exam yesterday so it was nice to go out/in and just have a nice relaxing night. Helped put everything back in perspective again. So thankyou girls! &lt;br /&gt;I got home quite late, but I'm glad I went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a lot in other news. Went shopping for a bit with mum yesterday, that was nice. Haven't done that in ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to see HN for the last time this year (yes... laugh away) in a week and a day. I'm really looking forward to next weekend. Friday, my exam; Saturday, shopping with moni and motown II comes out; Sunday, church, HN. Hurrah! I'm excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my toast is nearly eaten now.. one more bite so that means it's time for me to go and get organised and do some work for the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Jen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. Happy Birthday Alistair!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yourspacenow.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.yourspacenow.com/img/happybirthday11.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Hosted at YourSpaceNow.com&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-116018410458799600?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/116018410458799600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=116018410458799600' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/116018410458799600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/116018410458799600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2006/10/waiting-for-toast.html' title='waiting for toast.'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-115986281149577311</id><published>2006-10-03T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T01:06:51.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Gallery</title><content type='html'>First of all... if you can only see white text on a white background... update your browser!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to the art gallery for uni. It was really nice, I felt very cultured going to an art gallery!! I caught the train in with kat from uni, yolanda, abishek, elly and tommy (i met him on the train). It was fun. &lt;br /&gt;We got to Wynyard and then walked to martin place where I got a photo of Nat Barr from sunrise - if you were there today you'll know that was a big deal!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went to the Domain (where the NSW art gallery is) and did some sketching. We had to sketch this sculpture (see below) and then do the negative space (by jove that was hard!) then we had to do an abstract landscape of the scenery. That was fun, but I didn't really get it so i'm going to redo mine with the photo I took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our little sketching escapade we went into the art gallery and looked at the Aboriginal gallery. It was amazing. My favourite work is Lin Onus. It was in the Aboriginal Art gallery.TIt is a sculpture representing the Indigenous Australians reclaiming the land. It is a totally amazing sculpture! You can see an image at http://www.artgallery.nsw.gov.au/collection/browse if you go to Aboriginal collection, then sculptures etc. It was so rad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this we had a little talky thing, rather boring then went to a character talk. This was kinda fun (a bit weird though!). And then had a look around the gallery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat, Loz and Laura and I then went and had lunch at Wynyard and then went home. It was good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post some photos now. The first is of Nat Barr! Then the sculpture and my drawing of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/DSC05137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/320/DSC05137.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/DSC05138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/320/DSC05138.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/DSC05153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/320/DSC05153.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-115986281149577311?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/115986281149577311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=115986281149577311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/115986281149577311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/115986281149577311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2006/10/art-gallery.html' title='Art Gallery'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-115953468992967862</id><published>2006-09-29T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T05:59:51.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Artwork..</title><content type='html'>Hello again, &lt;br /&gt;I took some photos of some artwork from the year one classrooms today. The kids have done an amazing job. They are portraits of their grandparents, and of grandparents from picture books. I thought I'd share. Kids can do amazing things when helped. It's like when you scaffold their learning you have no idea what they might produce. Yay for Vygotsky - ZPD.&lt;br /&gt;The first two are portraits of Miss Nancy from a book. The next two are portraits of "our grandparents". drawn with pencil and pastels, then newspaper is scrunched up behind it and it is put on a black background. Great effect! The last two are continuous line drawings of "our grandparents".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids are incredible. I should share Fred's poem from my prac class on here one day soon. But I am in bed now, sleepy Jen. Glad to be going to sleep in a minute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. went to the movies tonight to see step up. It was great. I wish I was a dancer. Thanks Bec, Sarah, Moni and Jackie for accompanying me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/DSC05133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/320/DSC05133.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/DSC05134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/320/DSC05134.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/DSC05126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/320/DSC05126.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/DSC05128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/320/DSC05128.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/DSC05131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/320/DSC05131.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/DSC05130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/320/DSC05130.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-115953468992967862?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/115953468992967862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=115953468992967862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/115953468992967862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/115953468992967862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2006/09/artwork.html' title='Artwork..'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-115949008661614534</id><published>2006-09-28T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T17:34:46.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Did Bach really write 6 flute sonatas?</title><content type='html'>Well no he didn't! Quite incredible. We've thought for years and years that there were 6 Bach sonatas for flute. But did you know that the Cmaj sonata wasn't actually completely written by bach. It was originally unaccompanied and in 1731 he gave it to his son CPE Bach as a harmony exercise and the accompaniment was written. &lt;br /&gt;The Eb maj sonata was also written the same way. These two sonatas do not appear in the Bach Neue Aguste (the authentic Bach collection) for this very reason. It was discovered by Robert L. Marshall the American Bach scholar and it is now seen as truth without a doubt. &lt;br /&gt;Also in the last half a century the Gmin sonata by Bach has been discovered. Strangly this is definately attributed to Bach.&lt;br /&gt;So there you go. Bach didn't really write 6 flute sonatas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I find odd however, is how can you definately say one sonata is written by him and the other isn't unless you have the original manuscript to compare composition handwriting. But I guess those scholar's know what they are talking about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-115949008661614534?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/115949008661614534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=115949008661614534' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/115949008661614534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/115949008661614534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2006/09/did-bach-really-write-6-flute-sonatas.html' title='Did Bach really write 6 flute sonatas?'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-115935207639660171</id><published>2006-09-27T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T03:15:30.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/Metrocoversept22-28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:left;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/320/Metrocoversept22-28.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty.&lt;br /&gt;It's now only a couple of weeks until the new Motown Cd comes out. Unfortunately as soon as I start counting down to that.. it's that day closer to my flute exam :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to get worried now. I have also been put on prednisone for my allergies and asthma. Not good? I don't think it is. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much other news. Jen jen tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-115935207639660171?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/115935207639660171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=115935207639660171' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/115935207639660171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/115935207639660171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2006/09/mmmm.html' title='mmmm'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-115847443689891892</id><published>2006-09-16T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T23:27:16.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WKC - 2006dssaaa</title><content type='html'>I went to Women's Convention at Katoomba this weekend. It was really good. It's a Christian convention for women (der). This year the talks were on Jesus Uncut. It was looking at who the real Jesus was. All the talks were really good but one thing that I was really struck by was the letting go of guilt. &lt;br /&gt;I've been living with a lot of guilt, some recent, a lot not. We looked a lot at Hebrews and how because of Jesus we need to let go of guilt.&lt;br /&gt;We learnt that there are 3 types of guilt.&lt;br /&gt;1) Haven't confessed guilt. We haven't truely confessed and moved on. We make excuses and we hide behind religious activities and empty confessions. We need to stop hiding from God, confess, turn away and move on.&lt;br /&gt;2) We become balzé about sin. Jesus' sacrifice for us removes the dread of judgement but it doesn't remove the dread of sin.&lt;br /&gt;3) Confessed but still feeling guilty. We forget the confidence we have in Christ, his once and for all sacrifice. We need to remember that we can forgive ourselves because God has forgiven me. We often feel that human's won't forgive us or will treat us differently because of what we've done.. but what we are doing is transferring human emotions to God. We are settling for a cut view of God. You see there is no fear of shame of being discovered. Jesus has dealt with it all, completely effective grace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the biggest thing that I've realised. I am still working through this. I spent some time with my dear friends in my room at camp last night just chatting. It was nice to talk to them, I've been running away from them recently. I was very encouraged by the confidence I have in Christ. It has helped me with my guilt. I hope that I don't forget what I have learnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I was really challenged by was in Jenny Salt's talks on Matthew. She read us a quote about our views of God.&lt;br /&gt;"Our faith will be most stable if we focus on Jesus and who he is and we discover he is far more wonderful that we anticipated". It's very true. Realising more about who Jesus is has helped with my 'cut' views of him, and he is far more wonderful than I ever anticipated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;Jen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-115847443689891892?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/115847443689891892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=115847443689891892' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/115847443689891892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/115847443689891892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2006/09/wkc-2006dssaaa.html' title='WKC - 2006dssaaa'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-115776275113832848</id><published>2006-09-08T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T17:45:51.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This looked amusing</title><content type='html'>----------&lt;br /&gt;1) Put your music player on shuffle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Press forward for each question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Use the song title as the answer to the question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) NO CHEATING!!!&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) How am I feeling today?&lt;br /&gt;Meant to Be - Human Nature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) Where will I get married?&lt;br /&gt;When She Loved Me - Idea of North&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) What is my best friend's theme song?&lt;br /&gt;Cry of the Heart- Michael W. Smith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) What is/was highschool like?&lt;br /&gt;Vivaldi Oboe Concerto in C. RV450-1. Allegro Molto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) What is the best thing about me?&lt;br /&gt;Angel of Music - Andrew Lloyd Webber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.) How is today going to be?&lt;br /&gt;Party (feels so fine) - Human Nature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.) What is in store for this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;Life after death and taxes - Relient K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.) What song describes my parents?&lt;br /&gt;Beatles Concert :II Here, There and Everywhere/Something. - Royal Philharmonic Orchestra, John Rutter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.) How is my life going?&lt;br /&gt;Good for Nothing/Being Mrs Banks - Mary Poppins, Orignal London Cast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.) What song will they play at my funeral?&lt;br /&gt;True Loves First Kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.) How does the world see me?&lt;br /&gt;Sundance - The Ten Tenors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.) What do my friends really think of me?&lt;br /&gt;I Will Survive - Gloria Gaynor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.) Do people secretly lust after me?&lt;br /&gt;Beatles Concerto: III Can't Buy Me Love/ The Long and Winding Road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.) How can I make myself happy?&lt;br /&gt;Feed The Birds - Mary Poppins, Original London Cast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.) What should I do with my life?&lt;br /&gt;Suite Antique: III Aria - John Rutter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.) Will I ever have children?&lt;br /&gt;Crazy Little Thing Called Love - Michael Bublé&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.) What is some good advice?&lt;br /&gt;Entr'acte: Run Away -Marry Poppins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.) What do I think my current theme song is?&lt;br /&gt;Vivaldi: The Four Seasons #4 in F minor op 8 RV297 - 2. Largo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.) What does everyone else think my current theme song is?&lt;br /&gt;The Special Two - Missy Higgins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.) What type of men/women do you like?&lt;br /&gt;His Eye is on the Sparrow - Idea of North&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.) Will you get married?:&lt;br /&gt;Breathe - Michelle Branch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.) What should I do with my love life?&lt;br /&gt;Amazing Grace - James Morrison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.) Where will you live?&lt;br /&gt;Concertino for flute and piano - Cecile Chaminade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.) What will your dying words be?&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know what to do with myself - Nicky Holland&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-115776275113832848?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/115776275113832848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=115776275113832848' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/115776275113832848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/115776275113832848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-looked-amusing.html' title='This looked amusing'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-115725116293994646</id><published>2006-09-02T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T19:40:43.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A night with the boys</title><content type='html'>Oh my goodness!! I think that's the best way to describe my night last night!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night Sarah and I went to see Human Nature (again - some of you will be thinking.. but just you wait!). It was a lovely evening so Sair and I decided to wear our dresses. We got there in good time, paid for parking and went to have dinner. It was tasty we had pizza and salad. Mmm yum! &lt;br /&gt;After dinner we went for a bit of a wander through star city, picked up our tickets (squeeled when we got them causing sarah and the ticket lady to laugh at me). Then we played in some fountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the humour! We then decided to get some more food (of the confectionary type) and went up to the showroom.&lt;br /&gt;We showed the ticket man our tickets and he goes "to the right and all the way down to the front"... we squeeled again and giggled! We ended up being about 4m away from the stage!!!!&lt;br /&gt;We sat down to enjoy the show. First Doug Parkinson came out and sang - he's really good. That was fun. Then there was interval. During interval we met some people from the HN forum - that was nice.. good to say hello to them in person :)&lt;br /&gt;Then HN came on. I started screaming as soon as their opening song started!!! (try a little tenderness).&lt;br /&gt;So the night went on... singing, dancing, laughing and the like. Then the song started.... My Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew looked at sarah and I at the start (making eye contact was funny), funnier because we knew that in My Girl they do something special!&lt;br /&gt;So they get to the end of the song the music keeps going and Andrew goes.. "we've had a great time on tour, but like Toby was saying earlier.. we've been together for 17 years now. We've decided it's time to make some changes, so we've decided we're going to get a 5th member of HN and we're going to choose them tonight. Well, first of all, it has to be a girl... my girl... now there's a couple of categories that she has to fill.. she has to be able to dance, and she has to be able to sing...... so, i'm going to come now and choose my girl...now which way should I go". &lt;br /&gt;By this point I had Sarah's hand gripped.. and he came down the stairs right near us... and walked towards sarah and I... and came and grabbed my hand and said "will you be my girl".... i'm like "ok.. :)" and he said what's your name etc etc.. so I got taken up on stage... Got to have toby help me up the stairs :D (hehe I got to hold his hand)... and Andrew was like "this is Toby".. i was like "hi..." (giggle giggle) and then he's like here's mike and phil.. "hi", from Jen.&lt;br /&gt;Then I was standing next to Andrew and he goes... "so do you know the words to my girl"... "yeah" says Jen. "Ok. Well first of all.. we need to know if you can dance, have you danced before?"... Jen says "no!".. and then he goes... well all you have to do is.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can you wiggle your hips.. can you wiggle your hips... etc etc".... Jen is mortified!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;Then we got to sing my girl... :D it was sooo rad!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm still in shock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was all a little exciting! I became HN's 5th band member for a while.. it was brilliant!! What a special night.. meeting, singing and dancing with my favourite band!! :o I am still in shock!!!!! I can't believe it happened! My goodness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGH!! I sang with Human Nature!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like being a celeb on the way out because we kept getting stopped by people asking if it was a set up.. it was so much fun... I can't believe it happened... Something I hope I never forget!!&lt;br /&gt;Some photos of the night are below.. none of me and the boys yet.. i'll hopefully see if anyone got any&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/DSC04943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/320/DSC04943.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/DSC04944.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/320/DSC04944.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/DSC04946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/320/DSC04946.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/DSC04945.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/320/DSC04945.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/DSC04940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/320/DSC04940.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/DSC04941.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/320/DSC04941.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-115725116293994646?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/115725116293994646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=115725116293994646' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/115725116293994646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/115725116293994646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2006/09/night-with-boys.html' title='A night with the boys'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-115590901345664559</id><published>2006-08-18T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T05:37:35.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A legacy of Love.</title><content type='html'>A Legacy of Love (last updated 19/8 - 10:24pm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She couldn't do it again. She couldn't say goodbye again. Not after everything she had gone through. No. This time she'd have to walk away without saying it. She would take with her only the precious memories they had given her while she was here. She would forever be left with their legacy of love and the things they had taught her, perhaps the most important thing she had learnt in her life- how to love and to be loved in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before this her life had been like an endless ocean. Filled with waves of ups and downs, an endless expanse, often with little direction. Sometimes her ocean was flooded with pain, but largely it became filled with the mundane busyness of everyday life. She had been afraid, afraid to love and afraid to be loved. Of course she understood that people cared for her, indeed some cared deeply. But Kaitlyn was afraid and could not accept or return that love. She was not usually like this, depressed, but then again – she had never had such a painful goodbye to say.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Kaitlyn shut her eyes tightly, hoping the tears wouldn't spill out. She believed that if she squeezed her eyes tight enough there would be nowhere for the tears to go and they would disappear. She still had the hardest part of it all left - actually leaving and saying goodbye. She had imagined it the whole time she was here, but now that it had come so near, she realized it would be harder than even her imagination had led her to believe. With this realisation years of uncertainty flooded back and peirced her soul like a knife. &lt;br /&gt;"What will the future hold?", she whispered quietly into the night. She stared out the window as the tears slipped down her cheeks. The soft moonlight glow spread across the mountain in front of her. It was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. Her heart gave a sigh as she wondered whether this goodbye was more final than even she would admit to herself. &lt;br /&gt;"Will I ever see you again?" A soft cry escaped her lips as she spoke to the closed door in front of her. She gazed back at the window at the dark navy sky. “Not now”, she whispered. “Not now, it’s so unfair. It’s too soon”, she cried out to God in her heart, but her words were barely audible, “too soon to say goodbye.”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been a beautiful day, and now it had turned into an even more magnificent night. But a night filled with bittersweet. Kaitlyn winced at the pain she felt stabbing through her entire being, closing in around her heart. She hurt knowing all she had missed, and all she would miss after tomorrow. She hurt knowing that after tomorrow everyone’s life would go back to the way it was before she had come, before all this had happened, before she had come to know them, come to know herself. That is everyone’s life… except hers. She hurt knowing she was going to lose the people she had come to love - the people who had taught her to love.&lt;br /&gt;Would they forget about her, she wondered. Would their lives carry on untouched as though she had never been there? She wished she could take the last weeks of her life and replay them over and over as though it were her favourite movie, her own fairytale. But wishing would get her nowhere. She knew her life had to go on. It had to go on without them. She had to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She shut her eyes again, clenched her fists tight and buried her head against them. This time she let the tears flow. She let herself cry for years of hurt, and the loss she knew was to come. Things would never be the same. They never could. Not after these goodbyes. But especially not after all she had learnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helen closed her eyes and let out a sigh. What a precious time she had had with Kaitlyn these past few weeks. What a precious young woman she had turned out to be. She remembered back to her fears of whether she would enjoy herself here. She certainly needn't have worried. Her granddaughter loved every minute she was here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She remembered back to when Kaitlyn had first arrived and how awestruck she was when the young woman stepped out of the car. She knew Kaitlyn would have grown up since she last saw her, but Helen wasn't prepared for the beautiful young woman who graced her that first day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helen let a small smile creep onto her face as she remembered watching Kaitlyn just that morning with young Abigail. She smiled at the way Kaitlyn swept the little Abigail into her arms after she had fallen on the ground. Kaitlyn gently brushed off the little girls knees, gave her a gentle kiss and whispered something into her ear which made her giggle. It was these little encounters that Helen would cherish the most once Kaitlyn had gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helen remebered again back to that first day. Something had made her wonder about Kaitlyn. She was a beautiful girl, but she sensed that the girl was suffering a broken heart and spirit. It wasn’t something obvious, but it became obvious that Kaitlyn didn’t know how to cope with love. Although, as she had come to know Kaitlyn she could see the love the girl was desperate to show and indeed, the love she was desperate to be shown in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helen closed her eyes and lay back on her pillow. She paused in her thoughts and looked at the door. Kaitlyn would leave tomorrow. It would be hard for all of them but Helen believed it would be the hardest for her dear granddaughter. She sighed quietly. It was too soon to say goodbye. With that thought, Helen prayed.&lt;br /&gt;“God. You know your children intimately and you know their thoughts. Be with Kaitlyn. Please, dear God, protect her so we can meet again soon.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes My Daughter. I will. Her name is engraved in my hands, I will never let her go.”&lt;br /&gt;Helen loved those moments, the moments when she felt God speaking to her soul. It felt almost loud enough that she was sure anyone would hear if they were in the same room as her. She rolled onto her side and settled down to go to sleep. She was tired and it would take all her strength to say goodbye to her granddaughter tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-115590901345664559?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/115590901345664559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=115590901345664559' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/115590901345664559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/115590901345664559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2006/08/legacy-of-love.html' title='A legacy of Love.'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-115424383541261695</id><published>2006-07-30T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T00:19:03.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I thought I might post about Ireland a wee bit. Not too much because I don't want to spoil my running commentary when I see you all tee hee.. But I thought I'd preview you some photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a photo of the llama farm just a few minutes from Granny's house. They were really cute and quite hilarious when they ran. Could only think of the Emperor's New Groove! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/DSC04048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/320/DSC04048.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second day I was there we drove past the church and my uncle was mowing the graveyards. He got me to go on the mower.. it was a bit of a challenge, but a good laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/DSC04080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/320/DSC04080.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Uncles' lorry for their business 'Hillcrest Supplies'. They sell lots of supplies for building and leisure.. including disposable BBQ's hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/DSC04078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/320/DSC04078.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my cousin Essy (Esther) on the Sunday before the 12th. We were watching a parade through Desertmartin, my Granny's local town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/DSC04120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/320/DSC04120.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esther's cousin Cameron with mummy on the Sunday before the 12th. He'd wander round the house in his undies and shirt with an umbrella going up and down shouting "the bands, the bands". He's such a laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/DSC04119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/320/DSC04119.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a photo of lough (lock) neagh. It was beautiful that evening with sunset. This photo was taken close to 9:30pm at night. In Ireland it's not dark until well into the night. I wasn't able to sleep one night and it still wasn't completely dark at 12am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/DSC04162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/320/DSC04162.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me and Natalie at the Giant's causeway. We climbed the rocks up to the top about 7-8m above the ground and then realised how slippy they were coming down. Was quite a laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/DSC04219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/320/DSC04219.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember which picture I just uploaded.. but i'm sure it's lovely anyway :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/DSC04257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/320/DSC04257.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's just a taste of my time... I still have hundreds (literally) more photos left to show you but I'm bored sitting here uploading them. I hope to see most of you soon to show you all the gorgeous little cousins I have... and show you all the beautiful places I went to.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch up soon people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-115424383541261695?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/115424383541261695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=115424383541261695' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/115424383541261695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/115424383541261695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-thought-i-might-post-about-ireland_30.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-115418742955711915</id><published>2006-07-29T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T08:37:09.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>God is amazing you know. He answers prayers in a way none can fathom. I've been away for a month in Northern Ireland - the craziest and most wonderful time I've had. I was challenged by God's word in a way I haven't been for a long time and have found myself trusting and talking to him so much more. It's amazing the way he answers prayer. You can see it in everything. How can God not be sovereign?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when I am in a total pit of dispair and cry myself to sleep, God is there and comfort me. He puts his arm around me and envelops me in his love. He's like a breath of summer in the middle of winter, like the first flower in spring. A first love that never fails. A friend I can always call on by name and trust that he will handle me with care and do nothing but the best for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is God in the darkness? He's right there, right beside you holding a lamp and showing you the way free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-115418742955711915?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/115418742955711915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=115418742955711915' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/115418742955711915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/115418742955711915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2006/07/god-is-amazing-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-114949980933627744</id><published>2006-06-05T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T02:30:09.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Perhaps there was some hope left in her fragile body, but only time could tell.&lt;br /&gt;Rain pounded on her window as if the world itself was mourning with her. The raindrops hit the window with a tap which echoed her pounding heart beat. The heart beat of a woman with a broken spirit.&lt;br /&gt;Silent tears flowed down her pale cheeks. It was as though every tear washed away more of the colour on her face as a clown wipes off his face paint. Her usual wild blonde her lay limp on her shoulders and her green eyes which used to light up when she laughed were now red as though a fire had run through her spirit and left her eyes burning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The silent tears were soon accompanied by gasps, which tried to catch the last glimpes of life. She raised her lifeless hand to the window covered in frost and gazed out into the dark sky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter had come. Just in time to be greeted by the cold and desolate time in her life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-114949980933627744?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/114949980933627744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=114949980933627744' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/114949980933627744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/114949980933627744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2006/06/perhaps-there-was-some-hope-left-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-114827207774585316</id><published>2006-05-21T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T21:27:57.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I thought I would post again after a fairly long break between the last one and now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I might be losing my voice at the moment, my throat is a little sore today. Other than being a bit tired though, I'm good!&lt;br /&gt;I just finished my prac. I was teaching year 6. I had the best time! It was so much fun. It was very challenging to begin with, but once I got into it I had such a wonderful time and I was sad to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some images of things I did with my class. The instruments were for a lesson on tone colour (looking at different sounds you can make on instruments and then we talked about two tone artworks and they did that with the instrument outlines - they looked great). The other photos are of some lessons I did for art. They created starfish artworks and then reproduced them on the computer. Those are some of them - the back wall display I did of them was to big to fit in one photo so that's just some of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had such a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/DSC03999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/320/DSC03999.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/DSC03998.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/320/DSC03998.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/DSC03997.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/320/DSC03997.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/DSC03993.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/320/DSC03993.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my flute exam, but I didn't pass. I wasn't actually very worried at all - infact I was excited that I would get to keep learning. I also feel I have a lot more that I can learn so don't want to stop yet anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't write for too long becuse I have some cleaning to do around the house - like my desk. It's very messy at the moment because of assignments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was fun. Saturday I spent most of the day cross-stitching. That was good - a nice rest. Saturday night Jono came up here (it feels like ages ago now!). We went to sleep pretty much straight away - watched a bit of master &amp; commander... well he watched it.. I just sat (not really my kind of movie.. freakyness!). Sunday we had church, and then went to the PHPS fete. It was good fun - I had a nice time. On Sunday night we went ice-skating with youth group - it was so much fun! There were lots of peope from our group there which was really nice! It was a good night - I was tired when I got home though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's about my story. Oh today I've just been doing assigments and that's about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'd better go and get this desk a little cleaner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Jen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-114827207774585316?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/114827207774585316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=114827207774585316' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/114827207774585316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/114827207774585316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-thought-i-would-post-again-after.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-114614355365574533</id><published>2006-04-27T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T06:12:33.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>misunderstanding</title><content type='html'>It's a long word, which causes problems too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep experiencing them and hearing of other people experiencing them too. The world would be so much simpler if we all thought the same, but I guess it would be more boring too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's interesting learning how other people work and learning to work with them too. One thing I keep learning is the importance of trust. When someone says something, you just trust them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e.g. the phrase "i'm over it"... it's a good phrase, particularly after an argument... if you don't believe it... you can expect problems, if you do... woohoo! the world has moved on and is a better place for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is my spiel. It is late and I am tired, just waiting for an email =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that I am good.. tired, and getting busy. I start prac next week, got my flute exam next weekend... things are hectic but good. Looking forward to this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all,&lt;br /&gt;Jen jen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-114614355365574533?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/114614355365574533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=114614355365574533' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/114614355365574533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/114614355365574533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2006/04/misunderstanding.html' title='misunderstanding'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-114509625670871834</id><published>2006-04-15T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T03:17:36.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>now it says i've made 100 posts... hrmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i.emode.com/color/images/brown_s.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i.emode.com/color/images/brown_s.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brown&lt;br /&gt;You're brown, a credible, stable color that's reminiscent of fine wood, rich leather, and wistful melancholy. Most likely, you're a logical, practical person ruled more by your head than your heart. With your inquisitive mind and insatiable curiosity, you're probably a great problem solver. And you always gather all of the facts before coming to a timely, informed decision. Easily intrigued, you're constantly finding new ways to challenge your mind, whether it's by reading the newspaper, playing a trivia game, or composing a piece of music. Brown is an impartial, neutral color, which means you tend to see the difference between fact and opinion easily and are open to many points of view. Trustworthy and steady, you really are a brown at heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposedly my colour...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hrmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-114509625670871834?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/114509625670871834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=114509625670871834' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/114509625670871834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/114509625670871834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2006/04/now-it-says-ive-made-100-posts-hrmm.html' title='now it says i&apos;ve made 100 posts... hrmm'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-114423185627074660</id><published>2006-04-05T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T03:10:56.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>97th post</title><content type='html'>Something really weird just happened (for the 3rd time today) when I was practising flute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I sounded good and could play! YAHOO!!&lt;br /&gt;2. My lungs hurt. I think it's because my athsma is a little bad, but when I breathe in now it hurts a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if this is normal. I think I might go on the nebulizer and see if that helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange but true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-114423185627074660?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/114423185627074660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=114423185627074660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/114423185627074660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/114423185627074660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2006/04/97th-post.html' title='97th post'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-114359995937340156</id><published>2006-03-28T18:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T18:46:55.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm having issues</title><content type='html'>People asked me to blog so I guess I shall.. but as the title says - I'm having issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some stuff recently has been good - like the wonderful HN concert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/8228-2/DSC03827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/8228-2/DSC03827.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/8114-2/DSC03788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/8114-2/DSC03788.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/8153-2/DSC03801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/8153-2/DSC03801.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the zoo for photos see http://photos.rwts.com.au - mostly because i can't be bothered to put them up here haha.&lt;br /&gt;but.. onto the whinge section.. &lt;br /&gt;I have had a really bad back for 2 weeks now... it's sore almost all the time and I can't get relief some days like today.&lt;br /&gt;I have been practising really hard for my flute exam, but in every lesson I suck and can't play well at all.&lt;br /&gt;Now is a good time to stop whinging... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the human nature photos... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. SMS 'TOBY' to 194777 or 'GRANT' to 194777 and I will be a happy monkey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-114359995937340156?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/114359995937340156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=114359995937340156' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/114359995937340156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/114359995937340156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-having-issues.html' title='i&apos;m having issues'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-114163377622693597</id><published>2006-03-06T00:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T00:29:36.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I had a good day today</title><content type='html'>I had a good day today... not every day is good. But today was.&lt;br /&gt;It started around 7:45 when mummy popped in her head to say goodmorning and to tell me she was going to school. This was exciting as it meant I had another 2 or so hours to sleep! Then the phone rang around 9am, I decided to let the answering machine answer it, and I was excited because I had another hour to sleep! Then at 10am my wonderful alarm went off (HN - My Girl). I finished reading my book then, which was good - great book (Even Now - Karen Kingsbury).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got ready for uni, watched my favourite morning show.. (channel 7 - 8 Simple Rules), then headed to uni at 11:25. I got to uni early &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; got a parking spot!!! As I was walking to class I was thinking what a lovely day it was and thanked God for it, it put me in a happy mood for class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to class and it was pretty good. I got a message from Bess saying she was good which made me happy :-)  I then had fruit salad for lunch, which made me feel healthy :-) My second class was great! I had a great time, and the 2 hours passed so quickly! &lt;br /&gt;After class I got back to my car and realised I had left my sunglasses in the room. After a little deliberation I decided I'd go back to get them. When I got there I discovered there was a class in there, so I went to see my lecturer and he praised me for participating in class and I was really chuffed :-) I then got my sunnies back! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home I had 30 mins or so before I started teaching, this went really slowly which was nice :-) Teaching was also good, I think my students are all progressing :-).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a little sad news, the mum of some kids from my mum's school (and where I teach) died today. It is very sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can still look back on today and say thankyou and yay for it being pretty good on the whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-114163377622693597?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/114163377622693597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=114163377622693597' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/114163377622693597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/114163377622693597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-had-good-day-today.html' title='I had a good day today'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-114060728495932364</id><published>2006-02-22T03:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T03:25:26.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged... I'm it.</title><content type='html'>I got tagged by sarah (it's this bizarre thing where you fill in 4 things about you, then tag 4 other people)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four jobs I've had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flute Teacher&lt;br /&gt;Ensemble Teacher&lt;br /&gt;Babysitter&lt;br /&gt;Teacher (well that was work experience, kind of like a job)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four movies I can watch over and over:&lt;br /&gt;Beauty and the Beast&lt;br /&gt;Kate and Leopold&lt;br /&gt;Ever After&lt;br /&gt;My Best Friend's Wedding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four places I've lived:&lt;br /&gt;My mum's womb&lt;br /&gt;West Pennant Hills, Sydney&lt;br /&gt;West Pennant Hills, Sydney&lt;br /&gt;West Pennant Hills, Sydney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four TV shows I love to watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Law and Order SVU&lt;br /&gt;Spicks and Specks&lt;br /&gt;Dancing With the Stars (GO TOBY!)&lt;br /&gt;Sunrise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four places I've been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nouvelle Caledonie&lt;br /&gt;Japan&lt;br /&gt;Northern Ireland&lt;br /&gt;London&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four favourite dishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey Mustard Chicken&lt;br /&gt;Pasta with Chicken Alfredo&lt;br /&gt;Roast with roast vegies&lt;br /&gt;Fruit Salad with tasties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four sites I visit daily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://forums.humannature.com.au/index.php?act=idx"&gt;Human Nature Forum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog (it's my homepage)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://spaces.msn.com/members/monkeybutler"&gt;Sarah's Space&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the moment &lt;a href="http://www.uts.edu.au"&gt;UTS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four favourite drinks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coke&lt;br /&gt;Coffee&lt;br /&gt;Juice&lt;br /&gt;Juice (lots of different kinds)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four places I would rather be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven&lt;br /&gt;Human Nature Concert&lt;br /&gt;In a classroom teaching or dreaming about it (that way I get asleep in here too!)  :-)&lt;br /&gt;Friends or Jono's place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transport:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honda Jazz (Jasmine Belle)&lt;br /&gt;Train (when I need it)&lt;br /&gt;Sarah :-) (except not at the moment)&lt;br /&gt;My Parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four people I'm tagging:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ollie&lt;br /&gt;Car-o-line&lt;br /&gt;one of those random advertising commenters&lt;br /&gt;Cleo Wannabe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-114060728495932364?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/114060728495932364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=114060728495932364' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/114060728495932364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/114060728495932364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2006/02/tagged-im-it.html' title='Tagged... I&apos;m it.'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-113945846548534461</id><published>2006-02-08T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T20:17:27.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace Out</title><content type='html'>Given the &lt;a href="http://alistairhasablog.blogspot.com"&gt;recent discussion&lt;/a&gt; on the phrase "peace out" I thought I'd discover what it actually means. I embarked on this journey and was quite surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all when you go to &lt;a href="http://www.google.com"&gt;Google&lt;/a&gt; and type in peace out, the first thing that you see is a website entitled &lt;a href="http://www.peace-out.com/"&gt;Peace Out&lt;/a&gt;. It has this image on it's front page..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.peace-out.com/images/blurb.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;odd don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or if you are unsatisfied with getting out of the military... perhaps you are searching for a book entitled "Peace Out, Dawg: Tales from Ground Zero"? Only $11.53 on amazon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I discovered perhaps the intended meaning on Alistairs blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.englishdaily626.com/slanggif/peace-out.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="-1"&gt;Definition:  A friendly way to say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example:  1) Peace out, guys. I'm going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Etymology:  'Peace' started being used as a greeting in the 1960s. 'Out' comes from a standard way of finishing a conversation on a two-way radio -- 'over and out'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Synonyms: later&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting no!? (thanks to http://www.englishdaily626.com/slang.php?089 for their definition).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-113945846548534461?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/113945846548534461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=113945846548534461' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/113945846548534461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/113945846548534461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2006/02/peace-out.html' title='Peace Out'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-113887959248182174</id><published>2006-02-02T03:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T03:26:32.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back at last</title><content type='html'>Hello - It hasn't been too long since my last post, I'm quite impressed. It feels like ages since I last posted though. I'm sitting here at the moment, thinking of going to bed soon, listening to the schools spectacular cd. It's kinda fun. It's fun to hear it all from a 3rd person perspective not being stuck in the choir stalls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't remember where I got up to in my last post, but I think it was Austria (Australia) Day. So we went to the fireworks that night. It was really crowded but it made me feel almost patriotic for a while. My knees were really sore though so that dented my enjoyment a little. The fireworks were amazing and mum and I had fun working out who was conducting all the choirs (it was George and Ian's chois and the senior dance ensemble). We also laughed a lot when the schools spec version of the national anthem played and we automatically sang our parts and when the schools spec version of 'Great Southern Land' came on haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, Jono and I went to Berowra Waters, that was nice - quite relaxing. We ended up at Hornsby Westfield and wandered around there a little. When we got home we decided that I'd go to Fitzroy Falls with him that night. I was very excited. That ended up being perhaps my most memorable and enjoyable time of my whole holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I arrived on Friday night, all the family was still awake to greet me. Even Miriam and James (the two youngest kids 5 and 7). I had a nice chat to Vince and Jean (Jono's parents) after the kids went to sleep and then I got to see Jono's baby photos (much to his dislike I think). He was a very cute baby! &lt;br /&gt;We soon went to bed. Saturday I woke up around 9:30, got up and hung around the house a bit. I got a tour of their 5 acres from the house in progress, to Valemont (the dog), to Molly (?) (the goat) and then to the orchard and the wind break! It was good fun (I even got my hand held my Miriam!). After this Jono and I went to see the famous Fitzroy Falls. They were beautiful and even though it was hot I enjoyed it. After that he took me on a sightseeing tour of one side of the Southern Highlands. I couldn't speak it was so beautiful! I loved it. That afternoon we played with the kids and things. After dinner had a cricket game (I suck!). That was quite hilarious. At night Naomi (12), Dan (16), Jono, Vince, Jean, Caleb (10) and I played scrabble. That was quite funny and good fun!&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday I went to church with them played with the kids afterwards (soccer with James). Took Naomi to musical practise in Bowral, had lunch there and toured around. Went up "the jib" (this big mountain with breathtaking views). That was great fun. We then picked up Naomi, listened to Colin Buchannan, Delta Goodrem, Human Nature, Shrek 2 (and such artists), singing really loudly. It was so funny and we had such a time. When we got home we didn't do heaps until my parents arrived. We then had dinner and had a concert in the back yard. So many funny memories - I'd be here for hours! I had to go around 9 or so. It was very sad - I didn't want to leave. But I got a special butterfly drawn for me which is now on my special wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were so many memories and I had such a rad time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of this week has been spent doing a few fun things. I got my fairy back today - all framed etc. I also started making a bag - it looks cool, but it has a lot of special detailing on it which is taking a while. I spent a bit of time with Sarah this week too. She's torn a muscle and is a little sore and things at the moment. I also went to the doctors this morning, he says that my tiredness/dizziness and things like that are due to my allergies being out of control. I have more things to take in the hope it will stablise them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's my life story at the moment. On Monday I'm going with Caro and Alistair and probably some others into the city. Caro is going to Bangkok for a holiday and so we thought we'd do something before she goes. It should be good fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, time to fly! It's nearly 10:30 and we have people for dinner tomorrow night, I also have a few things to get done tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and such things,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen jen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-113887959248182174?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/113887959248182174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=113887959248182174' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/113887959248182174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/113887959248182174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2006/02/back-at-last.html' title='Back at last'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-113825933473574459</id><published>2006-01-25T22:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T23:08:54.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who would have thought</title><content type='html'>Who would have thought that I would be blogging again so soon. It's Australia Day, this is the first year I actually have any idea what it was about - I guess HSIE was useful for something. &lt;br /&gt;Today I got up around 8am, I woke up to the DVD of mum's primary schools band camp... my flute ensembles were playing - let's just say it wasn't the best wake up call! &lt;br /&gt;I got up and did some scrapbooking - I finished my scrapbook of photos from when I went to Japan in 2003. It's good to have it done! This week I also finished my fairy!! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;I went to Castle Hill too, to find some letters for my scrapbook, but they didn't have any. I got home from there around 11am and finished off my scrapbook. &lt;br /&gt;After that (which was about 1 or so) I went over to bec's house.. it was sort of an Australia Day celebration but not. We ate pizza and chatted. We then watched the Count of Monte Christo. It was pretty good - a kind of vocal movie if you are watching it with me. I was gasping and things cause it was quite intense, but none the less I enjoyed it. I also got to chat to Caro which was nice - she's at KYLC. I then did Alistair's hair in braids, it was lots of fun - i might see if i can put up some photos, I have to get them off my phone too, and get Ali-o's permission. &lt;br /&gt;Jono then turned up - that was a surprise... hehe.. people enjoyed my scream haha. And that was my day really.&lt;br /&gt;We are going to watch Australia Day fireworks tonight, mum is all patriotic this year. Should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that is all for now, I can't think of much to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk soon,&lt;br /&gt;Jen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-113825933473574459?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/113825933473574459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=113825933473574459' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/113825933473574459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/113825933473574459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2006/01/who-would-have-thought.html' title='Who would have thought'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-113775231604921169</id><published>2006-01-20T02:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T02:18:36.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh... 2nd post in a day!</title><content type='html'>I forgot to add as a disclaimer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*as far as I am concerned Johnny Weaver isn't a real person, I have never taught him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in the words of Napoleon Dynamite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;child: "what are you going to do today"&lt;br /&gt;N D: "WHATEVER I FEEL LIKE DOING..... GOSH!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-113775231604921169?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/113775231604921169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=113775231604921169' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/113775231604921169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/113775231604921169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2006/01/oh-2nd-post-in-day.html' title='oh... 2nd post in a day!'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-113775194219208094</id><published>2006-01-20T02:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T02:12:22.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's still a while...</title><content type='html'>I was just going to write.. "still waiting" here, but then i thought you had all been waiting enough so I should blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recieved this rather concerning email earlier this week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Hi Jen Yager&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must confess that as I write this email I fear for my own state of wellbeing. It is always a risk communicating with you, as I discovered in a most herculean way on Sunday night.&lt;br /&gt;I realised when we were in Naraweena that you liked to joke, but only of recent days has it come to my attention that I now would describe you as having a wicked sense of humour (and I use the word 'wicked' in a highly literal way, its synonym being 'evil'). My first instinct of sympathy goes out to little Johnny Weaver, who will be perhaps traumatised forever because of one year of 3rd class where he was picked on by his own teacher...and therapy is so expensive you know..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say, I was only slightly aware of this concerning and horrible habit I have seemed to have developed. I can only hope that in the future I might be able to break it. I have also let those concerned know that I will be helping little Johnny Weaver (whoever that child is) pay for his future therapy. In order to make this complete I have begun a fund... the help Johnny survive fund. If you wish to contribute, &lt;a href="http://www.google.com"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of little Johnny Weaver, who I thought looked like a beaver... (tee hee).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Newcastle this week to see Jess, it was great fun. We visited the beaches, baths, went out to dinner in the local RSL and on Derby St, went to lookouts at sunset (beautiful!) and even went to a wild life reserve for a picnic lunch. It was a great time, I had a big grin when I saw 18 ocean liners in one line of sight! It was amazing, definately one of the highlights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've got to continue conversing with some people, but Lo and Behold! i'm sort of back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;j&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-113775194219208094?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/113775194219208094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=113775194219208094' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/113775194219208094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/113775194219208094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-still-while.html' title='it&apos;s still a while...'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-113447408838905903</id><published>2005-12-13T03:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T03:41:28.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry, haven't been around</title><content type='html'>The past month has been so chaotic! I'm sure most people have stopped visiting my blog. &lt;br /&gt;It's uni holidays, I'm sure that it doesn't mean I'll be blogging more if the past 2 weeks have been any indication of my free time. &lt;br /&gt;Let me go back to the end of November. &lt;br /&gt;Probably the most exciting thing I did was being in the Schools Spectacular. It's basically the biggest variety show in Australia, and it is done by public schools around NSW.. It showcases talent - vocal, instrumental, dance and composition. It was actually on the ABC (channel 2) on Sunday night. My mum's choir was singing in it and I went as her other staff member. It was really fun, we had 16 year six kids and we looked after them Thursday: 7:30am-2pm, Friday: 6:30am-12am, Saturday: 11am-12am... They were long days but very worthwhile. I had a wonderful time!! I really enjoyed it - I never had the chance to go when I was in primary school so it was a bit of a compensation thing... and i was on TV!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That weekend, after the schools spec on Saturday night I went up the blue mountains to a camp... it was like a training camp for PY summer camp (presbyterian youth). The actual camp is on boxing day to new years day, but all the leaders went away for preparation. That was good fun, on Sunday arvo Jono came down to Sydney and we hung out for a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next week I spent organising things, getting ready to go away to NTE (national training event). That was a fantastic week!!!!!!! one of the best!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Saturday morning, bright and early (6:15am infact), I headed off in my car to pick up Jess, Chris and Ed from my uni and we drove to canberra. This is where the first part of NTE was held. Basically NTE is a camp for Christian uni groups around Australia. We all get together in Canberra have intense bible talks, studies, workshops and things for 4 or so days, and then we head off on "mission" in our uni groups. My uni split into 3 teams - my team went to Narraweena (basically Dee-why) - but before I get onto mission... more about Canberra.&lt;br /&gt;We had 2 sets of talks, one was on Dueteronomy, a book in the old testament - basically all about God's law, and the other set was on the church and the importance of that. They were both really good and really challenging. In our study groups (or strand groups), we had to write a talk on part of the bible. I did Luke 2:25-35&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke 2:25-35 (New International Version)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 25Now there was a man in Jerusalem called Simeon, who was righteous and devout. He was waiting for the consolation of Israel, and the Holy Spirit was upon him. 26It had been revealed to him by the Holy Spirit that he would not die before he had seen the Lord's Christ. 27Moved by the Spirit, he went into the temple courts. When the parents brought in the child Jesus to do for him what the custom of the Law required, 28Simeon took him in his arms and praised God, saying: &lt;br /&gt; 29"Sovereign Lord, as you have promised, &lt;br /&gt;      you now dismiss[a] your servant in peace. &lt;br /&gt; 30For my eyes have seen your salvation, &lt;br /&gt;    31which you have prepared in the sight of all people, &lt;br /&gt; 32a light for revelation to the Gentiles &lt;br /&gt;      and for glory to your people Israel."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 33The child's father and mother marveled at what was said about him. 34Then Simeon blessed them and said to Mary, his mother: "This child is destined to cause the falling and rising of many in Israel, and to be a sign that will be spoken against, 35so that the thoughts of many hearts will be revealed. And a sword will pierce your own soul too." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was quite challenging, we spent 4 days looking at the 10 verses and discovering what they meant. It was great! &lt;br /&gt;I also went to a workshop. This was on how to read the bible 1 on 1 with someone. It was great! I learnt so much!! I won't write it all here because I'll be here for days (well not days, but I am tired). So, if you want to know more, just let me know!&lt;br /&gt;We also spent a lot of time just hanging out getting to know each other... I have made some great friends over the week!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then, on Wednesday we headed back to Sydney to Narraweena Baptist Church. This was the most memorable part of the mission... so challenging!!!! &lt;br /&gt;We had to do a variety of things... (it was also really hot so it was physically challenging too!). We stayed with families while we were there. I stayed with Maria and Peter Reedy. They had 4 children, Granny (her real name is really hard to pronounce), Cara, Kathleen and Matthew. They were lovely!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;So, while we were on mission here are some of the thigns I did.&lt;br /&gt;1. Half our gruop went to Arranounbi (sp?) the special school in Allambe Heights. This was incredibly challenging - but wonderful relating to the kids and hanging out. We put on a scripture lesson it was great fun!!!!!!! Perhaps the most memorable things were the pantomime we did, and when a kid ran out in the middle shouting "TOILET! TOILET!" it was so cute, but also just talking to the kids.... so many good memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. While I was at the special school the other half of the group went to a nursing home, the guys there also had a great time, hanging out with the elderly people and learning from them. This half of the group then came back and put on an "outreach lunch" for some elderly people... we arrived near the end of this and got to talk to some of the older people. It was a very good time, and we were all very relfective afterwards. That afternoon we went to the beach and just hung out. That afternoon Jess and I hung out and had a good chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The next day (friday), we had visitation - we were going around to elderly people's houses in the church. I was quite emotional at this point of the week, and so when teh couple I was visiting pulled out this was ok. I stayed back at the church and had some 'alone time' while the others visited.  We also had Youth group.... this was great I gave my testimony.. after youth group we went and did some christmas light sighting... so funny!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Saturday we did door knocking. We went around to people's houses, rang their doorbells and invited them to the church service on Sunday night (carols service really). It was very good... I learnt a lot. That afternoon I went with Amy, Stezf (silent z :-P), Corey and Jodi to see harry potter. This was great fun. I also saw Human Nature! WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO... so much fun! That night we went back to Jodi (one of the staffworkers) house and hung out. We played some games, ate dinner, made salad (hehehehe), and i cried some more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Sunday we had church. I was still really emoitonal... so I cired a lot then too. But we ran church in the morning. I was on the music team so we played- this went really well (Go Di, Jess, Otza, Corey and me!!!). Allan spoke (he did really well - it was on Jesus' ressurection, so good to be reminded of... hope and assurance). Kieren did a testimony and so did Di... and we had communion. It was really good - a great service. I cried lots in the meeting afterwards as it was just before I was going. After church Jess and I had lunch with our family (and the people Maria were babysitting) and I went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Sunday night I played at a carols service in Epping. This was great, I saw bec sarah and moni - it was nice to hang out with them a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... I'm tired now... might finish later... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-113447408838905903?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/113447408838905903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=113447408838905903' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/113447408838905903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/113447408838905903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/12/sorry-havent-been-around.html' title='Sorry, haven&apos;t been around'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-113166357022178958</id><published>2005-11-10T14:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T14:59:30.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a witty heading goes here</title><content type='html'>HMM... I am tired. Too many late nights in a row. It's odd, today I was really awake and then I got to school (to teach) and the kids were really arrogant. It really made me sad and so now I'm tired. You see, teachers have this theory: Most kids in year six develop an attitude (particuarly late in the year) which sort of says, I'm too cool for school... i'm so cool. &lt;br /&gt;It's really sad because my kids have developed that now. Maybe it's just that they were off the walls today - who knows. &lt;br /&gt;There are other things I could have done to help the situation - it's so easy to realise them in hindsight though. *sigh*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been pretty busy this weekend. I got two more assignments done. My Field-based Management Report and my presentation. That is good because it means I only have 3 things left. A child development exam on Tuesday, A Social and Environmental Education (HSIE) exam and my statement of philosophy. &lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to the statement... It should be fun to write (although I'm sure I won't say that once I start writing it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... I'm so distracted, and being tired I'm struggling to think of things to write about, so that shall have to do as the next installment for a while.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I shall leave you witht his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you fail to plan, you plan to fail.&lt;br /&gt;(Peter Russell)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-113166357022178958?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/113166357022178958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=113166357022178958' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/113166357022178958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/113166357022178958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/11/witty-heading-goes-here.html' title='a witty heading goes here'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-113136564795411474</id><published>2005-11-07T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T04:35:33.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogger was naughty</title><content type='html'>blogger was being naughty yesterday when i went to blog, so i couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;my recount can be found at&lt;br /&gt;http://spaces.msn.com/members/morecompelling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a pretty good day today. tonight was really nice... :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bible study was good, had a nice conversation etc etc... usual usual.. won't bore you all here.&lt;br /&gt;I'll blog soon - probably tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;j&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and here are some photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/PICT0006.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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It's as though someone actually goes through the blog and reads it! It's so weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Saturday night, about a week since I last posted. &lt;br /&gt;Sunday was a pretty regular day... I had church, went to Andrew's for lunch, had youth group... WaiT! NO! Sunday wasn't just an ordinary day!!! It was Sarah's birthday! A year since she became a Christian! &lt;br /&gt;We kinda had a party type thing at church - I bought her flowers (with Ollie) and Sarah got up and spoke up the front (I cried and she cried all through the service). It was lovely, and I was so chuffed to be able to celebrate that day with her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday I had prac again, it was my second last day so I was a little bit sad. It was really nice though - the kids were pretty good, I was kinda stressed because I did an art lesson with them and it was a bit messy - but it was good. I had teaching in the afternoon, my kids thought I was crazy :: defends self :: I was just happy!!!!!!!!!!! And then that night I had bible study - It was great fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was my last day at prac. Mum made me a crepe for breakfast - it was so sweet. I had a wonderful day at school, and when it became time to go in the afternoon the kids made a circle, got me to stand in the middle and they sang for she's a jolly good fellow and gave me 3 cheers and things like that. I thought I was going to try, some of the girls came and gave me hugs too. When I was saying goodbye to my teacher she gave me a huge hug - it was soooo sweet! I'm really really really going to miss my class - they were absolutely delightful.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday afternoon I taught, and then went to the band information night for my mum's school to help kids try out the flute, and then I went to dinner in Killara with some of Steve's friends and steve, sarah bec etc. That was good fun - food is good (depending on how many peices you eat :-P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday I stayed home... (I think?) Wait.... i'm trying to remember... I think in the morning I slept in a bit, then I tried to do some work (didn't really succeed because I was a little distracted by something good that happened on tuesday!) I had a flute lesson then in the afternoon which was good, then orchestra. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday I went to a Schools Spectacular rehearsal with mum and her choir. That was good fun, I had a good time with the girls and there were many laughs!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I came home in the afternoon, chilled out for a bit, then we had K4C (kids club) that night. It was great fun!!! I had missed it over the past few weeks - hanging out with the kids, being involved doing things gives you such a great kick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday I taught in the morning, then went to Normanhurst (prac school) because I forgot to get my teacher to sign some things. I then came home did some work on a uni assignment, had bible study at Cherrybrook, came home, went to uni to drop some things off, then came home did some more work. I had to go out to get some things to finish my poster and then I came home and did my assignment, spoke on msn, watched Save the last dance... and that was friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went shopping with Sarah, Liz and their mum - it was really fun! I went back to Sarah's house afterwards and we watched an interview with Michael Bublé it was really good!!!! I came home a bit after that finished and cleaned the study... and now here I am sitting here... tired ready to go to bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow my orchestra is playing in Leura so I am driving up to the mountains at 8:30 (which is actually 7:30 given daylight savings... bah - i like sleep!). Should be ok, not really looking forward to it, but I guess it will be fun once I actually get there and start playing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, time to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen jen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-113057738783992315?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/113057738783992315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=113057738783992315' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/113057738783992315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/113057738783992315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/10/comments.html' title='Comments'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-112996331026476646</id><published>2005-10-21T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T23:41:50.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zone 3</title><content type='html'>Well well!! As I sit here Sarah is massaging my shoulders, I am on Andrew's lappy at his house. We just came back from Zone 3 (lazer zone!) It was sooooo much fun! Running around shooting people (of course not with "real" guns). The first game I sucked cause I didn't really know what was happening - but then, the second time all the PY session team (well most) and Sarah and I went on the one team and kicked but!!!! WOOOOOO go us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment I am at Andrew's place, with Bess and Jono (and of course Sarah). &lt;br /&gt;We are going to go see Pride &amp; Predjudice tonight - should be good fun! A good movie that one (well at least the 6 hour version was). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moo. Said the cow. Wolf said the dog. Quack said the pig. And they all walked off around the corner and drank tea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-112996331026476646?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/112996331026476646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=112996331026476646' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/112996331026476646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/112996331026476646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/10/zone-3.html' title='Zone 3'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-112963989389043259</id><published>2005-10-18T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T05:51:33.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just read my last blog entry and laughed. I was in one of those moods again! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on prac at the moment. It's really fun, although I'm pretty tired. The kids, I think, are loving having the extra teacher in the room. Last week we did a music and dance lesson called "The Dinosaur Bash". The kids loved it, and every day I get asked if we are going to do it again!!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some amusing questions I've been asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Mrs Yager.. what do you wear to university?"&lt;br /&gt;"Miss Yager, why do you wear those shoes every day?"&lt;br /&gt;"Miss Yager, what shirt are you wearing under your coat today?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have a thing with my appearance I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all. There isn't anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh except - MSN is fun. I have started talking to this person and they amuse me! YaY! (and they don't just amuse me, they are fun to talk to - keep me awake to later hours... rather than 7pm!)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and also got 1st at my eistedford last night. YaY! was for Mei by Fukushima - i was very surpriesd, the song sucks. You should have seen the audience nearly throw up - it has no tune!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-112963989389043259?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/112963989389043259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=112963989389043259' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/112963989389043259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/112963989389043259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/10/just-read-my-last-blog-entry-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-112928368052798249</id><published>2005-10-14T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T02:54:40.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>About time you say</title><content type='html'>Well, &lt;br /&gt;Michael buble was awesome and a half. I think i've become hooked on him forever more. He's totally down to earth, has spark, spunk and charm - not to mention being pretty good looking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/413e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/320/413e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that is a photo from Sunday night!&lt;br /&gt;The concert was so worth the wait - he was tops. I don't really know what else to say, it was magical and I loved it. It's one of the few things that de-stresses me at the moment, listening to his music.&lt;br /&gt;His songs have so much meaning, and it just has struck me and sticks with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think one day I'd love to meet him and just see what he's really like. He seems a top guy and it would be nice. Either that, or help me meet someone just as down to earth, sparky, spunky and charming - and someone who would sing Song for you, you and I and that's all to me and I'll be head over heels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-112928368052798249?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/112928368052798249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=112928368052798249' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/112928368052798249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/112928368052798249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/10/about-time-you-say.html' title='About time you say'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-112882868246315847</id><published>2005-10-08T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T21:12:59.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my screws hurt. I just noticed over the past week how painful they are all the time.&lt;br /&gt;It's like whenever something hits my knee, when i kneal down there is a thing in the way that is really sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it will ever stop being sore. I noticed at uni that the desks suck and I hit my knee on it and it throbs when I do. &lt;br /&gt;I don't like it. It almost makes me consider asking my surgeon to reopen my knee and remove them... he said he could if they annoy me.&lt;br /&gt;:: thinks ::&lt;br /&gt;My knee also gets stiff really quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway onto other matters. This weekend has been rather fun! Friday night we had UFO night (unfinished objects - our womens craft night at church). It was good fun. Monica, Amanda, Bec, Sarah, Amy, Mary, Angela, Dawn and Mum and I were there. It was quite lovely. I decorated a box. We listened to phantom too and sang a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I went to the journey (a mission simulation game) with Bec from uni. It was really good - i'll blog more about this soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Sarah and I had dinner at Café insomnia (photos below) and headed into the opera house for the michael bublé. Unfortunately for us we left before it started... and so did everyone else. Due to high winds the concert got postponed to tonight. But we're still going YaY. It was in the opera house forecourt so they couldn't exactly have it go ahead (photos below).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead we came back to my house and we watched old summer camp videos (with alligator man and jockey boy - films made for the camps)... things like "he's gone beam me up scotty and he's gone like a light in a blackout" and "jockey boy, jockey boy, jockey boy, jockey boy!" quotes we like. We then watched Phatom of the Opera and I took sarah home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at church a few of us had green faces (see photos). This was because Summer Camp is coming! And the theme for this year is "aliens in this world". We painted our faces green, therefore, for advertising. Except the funny thing was we never made an announcement so people are still confused as to why half hte youth group had green faces this morning! WooT GO us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.rwts.com.au/albums/CYFun/DSC03618.sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://photos.rwts.com.au/albums/CYFun/DSC03618.sized.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.rwts.com.au/albums/CYFun/DSC03619.sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://photos.rwts.com.au/albums/CYFun/DSC03619.sized.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.rwts.com.au/albums/CYFun/DSC03620.sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://photos.rwts.com.au/albums/CYFun/DSC03620.sized.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.rwts.com.au/albums/CYFun/DSC03621.sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://photos.rwts.com.au/albums/CYFun/DSC03621.sized.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.rwts.com.au/albums/CYFun/DSC03622.sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://photos.rwts.com.au/albums/CYFun/DSC03622.sized.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.rwts.com.au/albums/CYFun/DSC03623.sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://photos.rwts.com.au/albums/CYFun/DSC03623.sized.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.rwts.com.au/albums/CYFun/DSC03624.sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://photos.rwts.com.au/albums/CYFun/DSC03624.sized.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-112882868246315847?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/112882868246315847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=112882868246315847' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/112882868246315847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/112882868246315847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-screws-hurt.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-112840483848742339</id><published>2005-10-03T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T22:50:18.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No more talk of darkness, forget those wide-eyed fear. I'm here, nothing can harm you, my words will warm and calm you.&lt;br /&gt;Let me be your freedom, let daylight dry your tears I'm here, with you, beside you to guard you and guide you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say you'll love me every waking moment turn my head with talk of summer time. Say you'll need me with you now and always, promise me that all you say is true, that's all I ask of you.&lt;br /&gt;Let me be your shelter, let me be your light. You're safe, no one will find you, your fears are far behind you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want is freedom a world with no more night, and you always beside me, to hold me and to hide me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then say you'll share with me, one love one lifetime let me lead you from your solitude. Say you'll need me with you, here beside you. Anywhere you go let me go too. Christine, that's all I ask of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say you'll share me with me, one love one life time say the word and I will follow you. Share each day with me, each night, each morning. Say you'll love me...&lt;br /&gt;Love me, that's all I ask of you.&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere you go let me go too, love me, that's all I ask of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/phantom_of_the_opera_xl_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/320/phantom_of_the_opera_xl_01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/phantom_of_the_opera_xl_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/320/phantom_of_the_opera_xl_01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-112840483848742339?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/112840483848742339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=112840483848742339' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/112840483848742339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/112840483848742339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/10/no-more-talk-of-darkness-forget-those.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-112787204143670398</id><published>2005-09-27T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T18:47:21.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some of you may find this quite amusing really... &lt;br /&gt;But I saw Charlie and the Chocolate Factory for the third time last night! HAHA. It's kinda funny because I really didn't want to go see it again, but my bro invited me to go with him and bess and some of their uni friends who had invited me over for dinner.. so i went. It was good as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lots of assignments to do this mid semester break, 3 infact. I wrote 600 words on one yesterday so that was good. I want to do lots of work today but I thought I would blog first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bit canky at myself today. But here is not the place to write about that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else do I have to say? Oh I had an eventful weekend. Friday night my mum fell unconscious, but she is ok now, Saturday night Sarah's sister Liz was in a car accident.. She is ok too... she was taken to hospital but is getting weller now. &lt;br /&gt;I went ice skating on saturday night, that was very fun. I enjoyed it. I also hosted a murder mystery on sunday night - that was also fun. &lt;br /&gt;Amanda did it. She killed Hal Coppone. Everyone dressed up and looked fantastic! WooT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well I suppose I should go do some uni assignments. I leave you with some humour from the wkend.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and thankyou to all who commented on my last blog.. still keen for teh cello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/x1pNWjjkHJ3o_yeux-zvDNXdE4cwUpEMVpEzNOf1I-d6A9ucQ882ws0Z3ZUocs7Kq0e_55LMTo1uEDPAZuOefGvc9Q2Qz6HrEJOguLoNxvCmYS1457Q3eFaqoYh9hCqsVVIJ9lElKWbB78.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/200/x1pNWjjkHJ3o_yeux-zvDNXdE4cwUpEMVpEzNOf1I-d6A9ucQ882ws0Z3ZUocs7Kq0e_55LMTo1uEDPAZuOefGvc9Q2Qz6HrEJOguLoNxvCmYS1457Q3eFaqoYh9hCqsVVIJ9lElKWbB78.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/x1pNWjjkHJ3o_yeux-zvDNXdA2B8ncVPlj-CRnNOF-t_YG3OLqLV3ihg_hc1X7tj12YlPGwvHpZvcMmuFXV0yMJtt8fojiBc7Vx2rHi1Cedgbj9gQ4LthY192LqCjvrzS2y2UrJuDBs944.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/200/x1pNWjjkHJ3o_yeux-zvDNXdA2B8ncVPlj-CRnNOF-t_YG3OLqLV3ihg_hc1X7tj12YlPGwvHpZvcMmuFXV0yMJtt8fojiBc7Vx2rHi1Cedgbj9gQ4LthY192LqCjvrzS2y2UrJuDBs944.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/x1pNWjjkHJ3o_yeux-zvDNXdF64_tEDg1hlusHDl5NzMYDTetKeMnhjPdnbPg4mntFl3dZZE2iYIqtqSnqkKCoHxFS7UaArXDyA8kqBUmA_TRGoORItP2DLmCVqZdaIghaDF6dAoFClOJ0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/200/x1pNWjjkHJ3o_yeux-zvDNXdF64_tEDg1hlusHDl5NzMYDTetKeMnhjPdnbPg4mntFl3dZZE2iYIqtqSnqkKCoHxFS7UaArXDyA8kqBUmA_TRGoORItP2DLmCVqZdaIghaDF6dAoFClOJ0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/Murder%20Mystery%2C%20K4C%2C%20CY%20041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/200/Murder%20Mystery%2C%20K4C%2C%20CY%20041.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/Murder%20Mystery%2C%20K4C%2C%20CY%20051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/200/Murder%20Mystery%2C%20K4C%2C%20CY%20051.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/Murder%20Mystery%2C%20K4C%2C%20CY%20025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/200/Murder%20Mystery%2C%20K4C%2C%20CY%20025.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/Murder%20Mystery%2C%20K4C%2C%20CY%20031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/200/Murder%20Mystery%2C%20K4C%2C%20CY%20031.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/Murder%20Mystery%2C%20K4C%2C%20CY%20030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/200/Murder%20Mystery%2C%20K4C%2C%20CY%20030.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-112787204143670398?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/112787204143670398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=112787204143670398' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/112787204143670398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/112787204143670398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/09/some-of-you-may-find-this-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-112745079720811734</id><published>2005-09-22T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T21:47:24.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cello</title><content type='html'>I want a cello. They are expensive. I have discovered that it is for the good of the world that I have one... you see... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I get a cello I can learn it... which means many things, 1. I can play it places (man how much cooler would church sound!) &lt;br /&gt;2. I could make money playing at places and pay us all back &lt;br /&gt;3. I could play at weddings?????? (are there any weddings) &lt;br /&gt;4. Sarah or caro could play violin &amp; then we'd make a lovely duet &lt;br /&gt;5. The cello is so beautiful serenading is one of the many benefits &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see so wonderful an idea! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cello???? will you help me!?!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-112745079720811734?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/112745079720811734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=112745079720811734' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/112745079720811734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/112745079720811734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/09/cello.html' title='Cello'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-112685066357746102</id><published>2005-09-15T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T23:04:23.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so... today i bought a bear</title><content type='html'>Hi Everyone :-)&lt;br /&gt;I thought why not blog quickly before I start my assignment.. I will after all be doing it for the next 3 or so hours! (Yes I will have a break for dinner!).&lt;br /&gt;This assignment is a killer! &lt;br /&gt;I went to the Hornsby Coucil today... and most of my time there was less than helpful!!! But hopefully I've found enough to help me with what I need. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Holy, I can hear the heavens sing! Holy, I can hear the heavens sing! Hallelujah they sing, hallelujah they call, hallelujah to the risen Lord!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WooT&lt;br /&gt;Womens convention tomorrow I'm excited now especially... hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please comment.. i need to feel loved!!! hehehe........................... ::glaces to purchase:: :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kmart sarah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;jen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-112685066357746102?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/112685066357746102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=112685066357746102' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/112685066357746102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/112685066357746102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/09/so-today-i-bought-bear.html' title='so... today i bought a bear'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-112650752010809835</id><published>2005-09-11T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T23:45:20.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unaware!</title><content type='html'>This is a tribute to steve. I was just admiring his blog - uncooked - when i discovered there was a link to mine, of which i was unaware! (I hope you enjoyed the pun Steve).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days have been flat out, as will the next week or so. I probably won't have a chance to blog for a bit. But keep checking, you'll never know what you'll find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;j&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-112650752010809835?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/112650752010809835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=112650752010809835' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/112650752010809835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/112650752010809835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/09/unaware.html' title='Unaware!'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-112601040584710438</id><published>2005-09-06T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T05:40:05.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I keep looking at my new template, and it makes me smile. It is pretty.&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching All Saints it's scary. I hate blood and gore and the rest. They freak me to huge extents. Oh dear. This is nuts. It's over now.. but it's so scary. AGH!&lt;br /&gt;Ok i'm off to bed now.. so many assignments and the like so it's time for me to get some decent rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night,&lt;br /&gt;j&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-112601040584710438?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/112601040584710438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=112601040584710438' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/112601040584710438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/112601040584710438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-keep-looking-at-my-new-template-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-112543737569208865</id><published>2005-08-30T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T14:29:35.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well here I am again...&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting at the moment on our toffee coloured sofas in my mis-matched pj's, breathing in the gasses of ventolin* &amp; atrovent*. I woke up this beautiful morning (glanced outside, it does look nice) not really being able to breathe and still dizzy, so I am on the nebulizer and not sure if I am going to uni today.&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy how much you value breathing! (well maybe not), but when you have difficulty it feels so incredibly uncomfortable and things. &lt;br /&gt;The past couple of days I haven't done heaps, yesterday I went to the chiropractor, watched TV, did an assignment, taught, watched more TV, talked on MSN, and watched 50 first dates. So that's really about all I have done!&lt;br /&gt;Last night I had a strange dream, that I was at a petrol station with my bro and sister in law and my car caught on fire. But it didn't blow up and Andrew and Bess were just sitting in the car and i'm running to and fro trying to get things out.. but it was strange people didn't come to help, we didn't try to put it out or anything - crazy. The car eventually stopped burning, but I don't know to what extent thecar was damaged. Poor Jasmine Belle**. I don't know what happened in the end because I woke up... but there you go. &lt;br /&gt;I started posting on johngb.com again- it's fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out this morning about John Brogden trying to commit suicide. It's so sad. &lt;br /&gt;I don't think that a mistake some one makes should have to drive someone to do that. I mean yes, what he did was wrong, he's the leader of a party and he shouldn't have done what he did. But, it's not fair on him as a person to have it so crazily blown out of proportion and everything and to haunt him so much that it drives him to suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's enough from me today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;j&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Athsma medication&lt;br /&gt;** Jasmine Belle, the name of my car. It's a honda Jazz, hence, the Jasmine, and then because Jasmine is a disney princess I couldn't bear to not have Belle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-112543737569208865?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/112543737569208865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=112543737569208865' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/112543737569208865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/112543737569208865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/08/well-here-i-am-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-112531090635454799</id><published>2005-08-29T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T03:21:46.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I thought I'd blog again...&lt;br /&gt;I haven't in a while have I?&lt;br /&gt;I had a fun weekend, I went to a ball. It was good met some cool new people (mike and matt) and I danced, it was fun! Yesterday I had an orchestra concert which was pretty good too it was fun to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had an ok day. I had dizziness spells, and had to come home from uni. I have been lying down pretty much since - went to the doc, he discovered i couldn't balance cause of it and so i have a medical certificate and have been instructed to take it easy.&lt;br /&gt;So there you go that's waht's happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S. This saturday night is a big event at the State Theatre called Consider Christ. It's going to be super! I have tickets they are $10 if you want one!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;j&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-112531090635454799?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/112531090635454799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=112531090635454799' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/112531090635454799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/112531090635454799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-thought-id-blog-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-112408919936476205</id><published>2005-08-14T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T23:59:59.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow!</title><content type='html'>You know it was incredible, my entry on friday was so heart felt and things but I just couldn't find the words to explain anything. &lt;br /&gt;And then I had this awesome weekend. Sure it was emotional, stressful at times... but overall I almost can't explain how much it has done for me!&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun just running around and things, and I learnt so much about the bible and was soooo challenged by God's word! I feel so recharged and have just had this excitement about me since! &lt;br /&gt;I don't know if this happens to anyone else, but I got home last night and I was so filled with emotion all I could do was cry, and it was so strange because it was emotion out of lonliness and then I prayed and prayed and now I am feeling so charged and things! I love the way God works! I had this super conversation with my friend ollie about Christian things too! Man ... WoW!&lt;br /&gt;I'd had such a horrible day on Friday... things just seemed to go haywire, but I think that made me appreciate camp so much more!&lt;br /&gt;I found myself so uplifted by the songs as well... like I haven't had so much fun singing in ages! I LOVE Camps!!!! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I ought to go, because I have to teach this afternoon!&lt;br /&gt; so boute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;j&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Blessed be Your name when the sun's shining down on me, when the world's all as it should be, blessed be Your name. Blessed be Your name on the road marked with suffering, though there's pain in the offering, blessed be Your name."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-112408919936476205?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/112408919936476205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=112408919936476205' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/112408919936476205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/112408919936476205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/08/wow.html' title='Wow!'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-112381961880396920</id><published>2005-08-11T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T21:06:58.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>People Need the Lord</title><content type='html'>Every day they pass me by,&lt;br /&gt;I can see it in their eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Empty people, filled with care,&lt;br /&gt;Headed who knows where.&lt;br /&gt;On they go through private pain,&lt;br /&gt;living fear to fear.&lt;br /&gt;Laughter hides their silent cries&lt;br /&gt;Only Jesus hears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People need the Lord, People need the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;At the end of broken dreams,&lt;br /&gt;He's the open door.&lt;br /&gt;People need the Lord, People need the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;When will we realise,&lt;br /&gt;people need the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are called to take his light&lt;br /&gt;to a world where wrong seems right.&lt;br /&gt;What could be to great a cost&lt;br /&gt;for sharing life with one who's lost?&lt;br /&gt;Through his love our hearts can feel&lt;br /&gt;All the greif they bear.&lt;br /&gt;They must hear the words of life&lt;br /&gt;Only we can share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People need the Lord, People need the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;At the end of broken dreams,&lt;br /&gt;He's the open door.&lt;br /&gt;People need the Lord, People need the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;When will we realise,&lt;br /&gt;That we must give our lives for people need the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;People need the Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-112381961880396920?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/112381961880396920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=112381961880396920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/112381961880396920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/112381961880396920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/08/people-need-lord.html' title='People Need the Lord'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-112269873159748389</id><published>2005-07-29T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T21:45:31.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/chi2-JENNY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/320/chi2-JENNY.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-112269873159748389?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/112269873159748389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=112269873159748389' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/112269873159748389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/112269873159748389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-112217076449305872</id><published>2005-07-23T18:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T19:06:04.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/x1pNWjjkHJ3o_w3Rn9XBNbJw8eSoL-lvHyHQhlN7CRbKPclzS7IlhW7ML8KUeTX5DECXP1kAZ_53YVyWmNqOfeJwwLWI6JNjaITjZ4zRVQ39XGb9oA-vOUZU0lHPhZTFNzDJpWc4lelC6w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/320/x1pNWjjkHJ3o_w3Rn9XBNbJw8eSoL-lvHyHQhlN7CRbKPclzS7IlhW7ML8KUeTX5DECXP1kAZ_53YVyWmNqOfeJwwLWI6JNjaITjZ4zRVQ39XGb9oA-vOUZU0lHPhZTFNzDJpWc4lelC6w.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people at conference! (top to bottom, left to right) Veronica, Sheree, Melissa, Caro, Jen, Fonzy, Phil, Amanda, Josie, Laura, Mike, Emily, Roger and Kat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Kat, I was thinking about her today. I so want to go to Cowra!!!!! It was Kat's birthday and I still haven't sent her card! I must do that!! (I promise I will Kat!!!!) She's doing her HSC this year, I hope she does good!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, moving on to Kidz mission&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/P7120599.sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/320/P7120599.sized.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a photo of me explaining a game to the kids! Lots of fun that week!!!!! Kids at church are still talking about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last of all, bob's party!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/1600/PICT0042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7198/616/320/PICT0042.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heh heh! This is me, mel, alistair and bec ... so there you go there are a few photos to amuse you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep it pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen!!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-112217076449305872?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/112217076449305872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=112217076449305872' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/112217076449305872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/112217076449305872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/07/photos_24.html' title='The photos'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-112208654096176032</id><published>2005-07-22T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T19:42:20.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life...</title><content type='html'>I haven't written here in ages, partly because there is a newish site as well &lt;a href="http://spaces.msn.com/members/morecompelling"&gt;Sarah and Jen's space&lt;/a&gt;. It's a joint space between Sarah and I, so it's kinda cool. &lt;br /&gt;Other news, I don't really know how long it has been since I blogged... so I shall start with Conference.&lt;br /&gt;1) Conference was totally fun! I miss it though. It was really good, the teaching was totally awesome! The talks were on Titus and were soo good. They went for like 40mins every day except I ws so sure that they were only like 20mins max. That's heaps good because it means that they are entertaining. The whole camp was so encouraging and yeah so many fond memories.&lt;br /&gt;I think, for me, one of the best things was seeing all these people I haven't seen in ages and being able to meet so many more enthusiastic young leaders! Here is a photo of some of the happy conference go-ers - well there will be one here when i get stuff happening... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Kidz Club. Our church ran a kids club throughout the holidays it went for four days... it was really fun! Lots of little kids.. I had a really good time, it was fun being able to share just a little bit about God with them :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Bob's party, heh heh... gangster party.... lots of fun! Will put up a photo when I can get a chance. It was really good fun, getting all dressed up - ahhh good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man.. i'm soo tired i'll finish this later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-112208654096176032?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/112208654096176032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=112208654096176032' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/112208654096176032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/112208654096176032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/07/life.html' title='Life...'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-111926660387650086</id><published>2005-06-20T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T04:23:23.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>should post, am sick.&lt;br /&gt;j.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-111926660387650086?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/111926660387650086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=111926660387650086' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111926660387650086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111926660387650086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/06/should-post-am-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-111879986367038333</id><published>2005-06-14T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T03:00:49.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarah...</title><content type='html'>Hello All...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well! Today is the &lt;font color="9933FF"&gt;15th June&lt;/font&gt; which means it is &lt;font color="FFFF99"&gt;My Sarah's Birthday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo... happy happy birthday my dear!&lt;br /&gt;This post is dedicated to you - so that means I have to write something about you. Well what can i say?&lt;br /&gt;Sarah is fantastic, a woman of God. That is the most important thing to start with I think! Since Sarah has become a Christian I have just seen her life change crazily! &lt;br /&gt;Sair, you inspire me so much, the way you always strive to be Godly and seek his will for your life. The way you remind me of who I am supposed to be! I just pray that God will use you for wonderful things - which I am sure he will, and I can think of nothign more wonderful than rejoicing with you in heaven! &lt;br /&gt;There is so much that I can thank you for. &lt;br /&gt;Thankyou for being there when I need someone to talk to and cry with, thankyou for being there when I am laughing and could jump as high as the moon! Thankyou for the long chats we have a night thinking about how we should live and who we want to be, and thankyou for the early mornign SMS's to wish me a fantastic *fairy* day. Thankyou for rescuing me when I need to, and thankyou for giving me the space when I need it.&lt;br /&gt;But thankyou most of all for always loving me no matter what, and not forgetting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah, you are a wonderful young woman, and I am thank God for the 18 years of life you have had. It is my prayer that he might grant you many more to spend with me, glorifying him in all that we do. &lt;br /&gt;Here is your story, for the whole world to see how wonderful you are and how much you mean to me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Jenny&lt;br /&gt;xxxxxxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=+2&gt;&lt;p align="centre"&gt;Sarah the Fairy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Jenny the Little Dormouse&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="centre"&gt;For Sarah, my true fairy princess. &lt;br /&gt;Love forever and ever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=1&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;It was a bright sunny morning. The birds were chirping, the grasshoppers were bouncing across the dewy grass, and Sarah the fairy was awakening to the wind whistling it’s wake up tune.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.rwts.com.au/albums/album05/P1140102.sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She climbed out of her bed, hidden at the bottom of the garden in the bushes, fluttered her wings and was ready to set off for her adventures. She couldn’t wait to see what the magic garden had in store for her today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.rwts.com.au/albums/album05/P1140108.sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah the fairy fluttered about, placing her sweetest fairy blessings on everything and everyone she passed. She smiled at the flowers, sprinkling her fairy dust on them. She even said hello to the bees! Nothing could ruin this beautiful day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah the fairy jumped through the meadows and fields and came to a little clearing. She could hear a peculiar sound coming from the may bush. She tiptoed across to the bush holding her wand out (in case she needed to perform any quick magic spells) and bent down close to listen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.rwts.com.au/albums/album05/P1140100.sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“There is to be a ball!” whispered a little voice. &lt;br /&gt;“A ball?” thought Sarah the fairy, “That’s sure to be fun!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before she could flutter away, back to her home at the bottom of the garden, a little head popped out of the bushes. It was Jenny the little dormouse. &lt;br /&gt;“Why hello Jenny the little dormouse”, said Sarah the fairy, “I hear there is to be a ball!”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, Sarah the fairy. I was just coming to your house to tell you, but it seems you found me first!” said Jenny the dormouse.&lt;br /&gt;“Does that mean that I am being invited? Oh how exciting, I love a good ball!” Exclaimed Sarah the fairy.&lt;br /&gt;“The prince is holding it to find himself a fairy-friend. All the creatures in the woodland are invited! But he must, must, pick you Sarah the fairy. I cannot think of anyone more beautiful than you in the whole land. Oh, I would just love for you to be our fairy princess!” said Jenny the little dormouse.&lt;br /&gt;Sarah the fairy blushed a light pink.&lt;br /&gt; “Oh Jenny,” she said, “I would so love to be the fairy princess, I do quite like the prince. And you would be my royal best friend.”&lt;br /&gt;“I would like that,” whispered Jenny the dormouse, “but now you must get ready for the ball!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah the fairy fluttered away after giving Jenny the little dormouse a huggle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.rwts.com.au/albums/album05/P1140101.sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She now had to get ready for the ball, but what to wear! Oh, there were so many choices! Her large variety of purple and green table clothes made her decision so difficult, which one to choose!? She eventually decided and was off to the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.rwts.com.au/albums/album05/P1140098.sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she arrived all her friends were there, Adam the rabbit, Rebecca the racoon, Andrew and Bess the squirrels and Jenny the little dormouse. There were so many creatures everywhere she looked!&lt;br /&gt;Sarah the fairy was nervous, she knew the prince was a wonderful boy, and she couldn’t bear to make a fool of herself in front of him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.rwts.com.au/albums/album05/P1140105.sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before she had a chance to say anything to Jenny the dormouse, the trumpet sounded and the prince walked out. Sarah the fairy blushed light pink again and she gazed into the prince’s eyes. She had never seen anything as lovely! &lt;br /&gt;The waltz began, the violins playing their soaring notes above the melodious orchestra. Sarah the fairy was dancing with Jenny the dormouse, however, she could not keep her mind off the handsome prince only a few feet away from her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before she could take another breath Jenny the  little dormouse had stepped away and Sarah the fairy was in the arms of the prince. They danced and danced gazing in each other’s eyes. It seemed like only seconds had passed when it came time for the prince to announce his fairy-friend. &lt;br /&gt;The trumpet sounded again, and before long Jenny the dormouse was at Sarah the fairy’s side waiting for the princes decision. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The announcement could not come fast enough, and when Sarah the fairy’s name was announced thunderous applause filled the atmosphere. There was a cacophony! Sarah the fairy joined the prince at the front of the ball garden. The prince and Sarah the fairy kissed. Nothing in the whole of the woodland was ever more beautiful, Jenny the dormouse had tears in her eyes as she gazed at the beautiful couple. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.rwts.com.au/albums/album05/P1140099.sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the story didn’t end there. Sarah the now fairy princess made Jenny the dormouse her royal best friend and they now live in the fairy palace having the best time with each other. They still go out into the meadow and the clearing and play together placing fairy blessings upon all who come near. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.rwts.com.au/albums/album05/P1140103.sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Sarah!!!! xxxxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-111879986367038333?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/111879986367038333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=111879986367038333' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111879986367038333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111879986367038333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/06/sarah.html' title='Sarah...'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-111872215111238704</id><published>2005-06-13T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T21:09:11.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Camp 2005</title><content type='html'>Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;I thought that while I am on my lunch break (or theoretical lunch break i.e. study break), I would post here since I haven't since last week.&lt;br /&gt;To answer the guy who asked about how my knee is going, it is ok... physio is good, you need to make sure you do all the physio they get you to otherwise it won't strengthen. Infact at this  moment I am cycling to strengthen it. it takes talent to type and cycle! LoL Otherwise it is quite good, I was able to start driving again a little while ago. I injured it a little on the weekend, I tripped (see later for more details) and so I have hurt it a bit which will slow down the healing process - but i'll get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Winter Camp, since I made the title of this blog "Winter Camp 2005" I ought to write about it hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we might do a run down of the camp and then talk about it and what I learnt in general a little further on.&lt;br /&gt;Winter Camp is run by Presbyterian Youth every June long weekend. It is for people in year7- to about 25. The camp is fantastic, it's at Katoomba in the Blue Mountains. This year I was a study group leader (for some of they year 7 people). &lt;br /&gt;Friday night I took up Monica and Amanda from my church in the car, we had a great time chatting on the way up, eating maccas etc! :-P&lt;br /&gt;When we got to camp we registered and found a room and sort of walked around introducing people etc. We then had games to get to know our study groups. My group was &lt;i&gt;Hubba Bubba&lt;/i&gt; and we had 7 campers and my co-leader. We made a stickometer which was the point scoring method for the camp -was fun!&lt;br /&gt;After this we had night session where we sang, had a devotion and stuff. Was great! Then it was supper and bed. My rooom was fantastic all 11 girls went pretty much straight to sleep! Thanks guys! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we got up showered, ate breakky... then I was supposed to go to a study leaders meeting, except i ended up in hospital. We had matresses on our floor in the room because there were too many campers for the amount of beds. On the way to the meeting, I tripped and fell on my knees straining the ligaments. But all is good now, feels like it never happened! &lt;br /&gt;When I got back we had morning tea, and study group (which was awesome!) then we had lunch, then sticky wars! hehe... lots of goop and stuff! :D then free time, the dinner, then the price is right! then night session etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was relatively similar, we had a scavenger hunt as our activity during the day, and then we had Revive! come at night (they are a christian band!!!!!! :D:D:D:D was awesome.... hehe moshing...)  &lt;br /&gt;Monday was goodbye day so we had morning session, bible study, lunch then goodbye session. Was sad to leave everyone, but camp was wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp was great this year, it was the seventh winter camp i've been on, the first leading. I got so much out of camp, was challenged by God's word brought to us by duncan, and it was so encouraging to see the girls from my church really get into camp and get so much out of it! God is greaet! and I am so challenged to live a Godly life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all who were involved in the running of camp, it was fantastic! Can't wait for next year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love j&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-111872215111238704?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/111872215111238704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=111872215111238704' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111872215111238704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111872215111238704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/06/winter-camp-2005.html' title='Winter Camp 2005'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-111820863328227167</id><published>2005-06-07T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T22:30:33.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello, man, tired. &lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired! I did a whole day at prac today - it was funish, except i got bored. If i ever have student teachers when I start teaching I'm going to actually read the book they give so that I know what they are supposed to do and I'm going to give them things to do!&lt;br /&gt;But yes..;.&lt;br /&gt;that is my rant. &lt;br /&gt;coffee time.&lt;br /&gt;caffeine.&lt;br /&gt;good.&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;bi&lt;br /&gt;j&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-111820863328227167?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/111820863328227167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=111820863328227167' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111820863328227167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111820863328227167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/06/hello-man-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-111794035923150232</id><published>2005-06-04T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T19:59:19.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mmm</title><content type='html'>I was just sitting at my desk and I was thinking to myself, I really want to post, but then I opened up this window and I discovered that I have nothing to write.&lt;br /&gt;j&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-111794035923150232?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/111794035923150232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=111794035923150232' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111794035923150232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111794035923150232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/06/mmm.html' title='mmm'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-111784693284392763</id><published>2005-06-03T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T18:02:12.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Have We Become?</title><content type='html'>Ponder on these lyrics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A preacher shuns his brother 'cause his bride's a different colour,&lt;br /&gt;And this is not acceptable, his papa told him so.&lt;br /&gt;It was love that he'd been preaching, but this was overreaching,&lt;br /&gt;The boundary stretching father than his heart woudl chose to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like an angel with no wings,&lt;br /&gt;Like a kingdom with no kings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have we become?&lt;br /&gt;Self indulgent people.&lt;br /&gt;What have we become?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me where are the righteous ones?&lt;br /&gt;What have we become?&lt;br /&gt;In a world degenerating, &lt;br /&gt;What have we become?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speak your mind, look out for yourself&lt;br /&gt;The enter to it all is a life of wealth&lt;br /&gt;Grab all you keep cause you just live once&lt;br /&gt;You've got the right to do whatever you want&lt;br /&gt;DOn't worry about others or where you came from&lt;br /&gt;It ain't what you were, it's what you have become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum and Dad are fighting, as Rosie lies there crying,&lt;br /&gt;For once again she's overheard regrets of their mistake.&lt;br /&gt;With christmas bells a-ringing, little Rosie'd leave them greiving,&lt;br /&gt;The gift she'd give her family would be the pills she'd take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An inconvient child&lt;br /&gt;She wasn't worth their while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have we become?&lt;br /&gt;Self indulgent people.&lt;br /&gt;What have we become?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me where are the righteous ones?&lt;br /&gt;What have we become?&lt;br /&gt;In a world degenerating.&lt;br /&gt;What have we become?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speak your mind, look out for yourself&lt;br /&gt;The enter to it all is a life of wealth&lt;br /&gt;Grab all you keep cause you just live once&lt;br /&gt;You've got the right to do whatever you want&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry about others or where you came from&lt;br /&gt;It ain't what you were, it's what you have become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about love?!&lt;br /&gt;What about God?!&lt;br /&gt;What about holiness?&lt;br /&gt;What about mercy, compassion and selflessness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You know it's true, he is there for me and you, dosen't matter what you do....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have we become?&lt;br /&gt;Self indulgent people.&lt;br /&gt;What have we become?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me where are the righteous ones?&lt;br /&gt;What have we become?&lt;br /&gt;In a world degenerating.&lt;br /&gt;What have we become?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think.... it's interesting and good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey all, I was just listening to that song, and yeah. I like it, but it's kinda good to ponder for a little while. I had my birthday party last night, thankyou to everyone who came!&lt;br /&gt;It was really nice to have so many people there and feel really loved. I hope you all had fun, and I'm sorry I didn't get to talk to all of you heaps, but all the same it was so special to have you here. I'm not going to write much here yet, I have some uni work to do today, so I am actually going to stop for a moment and get that done, and if I have time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;j&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-111784693284392763?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/111784693284392763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=111784693284392763' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111784693284392763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111784693284392763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/06/what-have-we-become.html' title='What Have We Become?'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-111754018780195400</id><published>2005-05-31T04:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T04:49:47.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uni...teaching...life... so busy</title><content type='html'>Hi Everyone, &lt;br /&gt;I thought since I haven't posted since Thursday night I would do so, again, before I go to sleep. Things are pretty flat out in my life at the moment, I feel like I'm waking up, going to uni, coming home, teaching/studying, going to bed. It seems as though that is a relatively realistic picture as well. The end of semester is such a flat out time, assessments coming thick, hard and fast. Although I have been so impressed and proud of myself with the results I have achieved. It is certainly plain to me that this is something I am passionate about (in the words of Sarah), and something that God had planned for me. &lt;br /&gt;My 18th Birthday was a b-l-a-s-t. I had a wonderful day on Friday - from teaching in the morning where my kids sang happy birthday and "for she's a soggy marhsmallow and sausages on the bus" (for those of you who are struggling.. think "for she's a jolly good fellow"), to having bacon and eggs for breakfast when I came home, to bible study where the girls had a party type thing for me, to physio where he was impressed with my progress, to dinner in the city with Bec, Sarah, Steve, Andrew, Bess and Dad, and then Star Wars Episode III with them as well. All in all, my birthday was busy but awesomely fun!&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I spent doing an assigment, a teaching presentation for Music Movement and Dance. It went well, I was teaching instrumental playing for a stage 2 (years 3-4) class. The piece I did was called Sengko, it is indonesion and good fun. The actual presentation went well - I was very dissapointed with it on the day, but I am a rather harsh critic of myself and I came out with a distinction plus. &lt;br /&gt;Sunday I had church which was good, all about your priorities and how Paul farewelled the Ephesians - very good reminder and yeah I really appreciated it. I then came home did a little more work on my assignment and went out to the shops (Castle Towers) with Andrew and Bess. We bought them some sheets and an electric blanket... I bought a heater and a Lemon Zester (don't ask!) hehe. We then went for coffee and hazlenut chocolate cake... was soooo good. I also bought flowers. :-) ::smiles::&lt;br /&gt;Monday was uni, it was alright.. my presentation and science (lots of fun!). Things went well Monday. I also had bible study which was good and some of my students didn't turn up - Thankyou God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that brings me to today! Our Music Composition is very cool which is another answer to prayer! Life is then on the whole busy but manageable - and thankyou to my bible study group who are praying for me for all the work (and how stressed I was about it last night), God is certainly answering your prayers, and I thank you for yeah praying and sustaining me in that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well on that note I might go, do the necessary things before bed and clock in. &lt;br /&gt;P.S. Looking forward to my party on friday! Stay tuned for photos from various events :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Jenny&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-111754018780195400?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/111754018780195400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=111754018780195400' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111754018780195400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111754018780195400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/05/uniteachinglife-so-busy_31.html' title='Uni...teaching...life... so busy'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-111711160914338721</id><published>2005-05-26T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T05:46:49.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my goodness me!</title><content type='html'>Oh my goodness me! It is the 26th of May!!!!!!!!!!! That means in less that 2 hours (cause it's 10:41) it will be the 27th of May!!!!!!! Which is exciting because it's my birthday!!!!! I'll be 18! Which means if i wanted to i could go out, party, get trashed... but since I have no desire what so ever to do that.. i'm gonna go to the city and go to pancakes on the rocks with some of my friends! :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is mostly for Sair's entertainment if she checks blogs tomorrow at work.... and how good is TV!!!!!! :D:D &lt;br /&gt;LoL.. ok so back to the random babble of nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOOOOHHHHHHHHH HOW COULD I FORGET!!! I GOT A CAR!!!!!!! I GOT A CAR A CAR A CAR!!! A CAR!!!!! I'm super excited! My grandparents rock!!!!!!!!!  Yeah... so I got a Honda Jazz.... it's cool..... looks pretty... for all you males out there... i'm sure you really care that it looks cool... but hey.... it moves.... what else do you need?!?! haha...and it looks pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes. That's my random babble.... and I am going to bed now because tomorrow is my birthday... (and i have to teacha t 7:45am haha)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to life as an older person.... ok ok, so i am older ever time i wake up... infact...... i'm always getting older.. but still!!!! heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok time to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boute!!!!!! :D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenfafa....xxxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-111711160914338721?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/111711160914338721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=111711160914338721' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111711160914338721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111711160914338721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/05/oh-my-goodness-me.html' title='Oh my goodness me!'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-111630326889104569</id><published>2005-05-16T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T21:14:28.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought I ought blog</title><content type='html'>Hi Everyone, &lt;br /&gt;Sorry I haven't blogged in a while, I've been relatively snowed under with work - well at least attempting to do work... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not heaps has been happening, I've just been flat out getting stuff done! I have quite a few assignments due before the end of this semester (8 to be precise). So that means lots of work for me, but I will take time out occasionally to write here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job as registrar for ISCF conference has started! I got mailed the brochures today which means I will start getting people's forms in the mail... will be fun to be all important :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I might include my to do list just so you can all laugh at what I have to do :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Answer questions from my last practicum&lt;br /&gt;2. Start answering next weeks questions&lt;br /&gt;3. Do some more work in my PLP (professional learning portfolio)&lt;br /&gt;4. Read Drama text book&lt;br /&gt;5. Update English notes&lt;br /&gt;6. Complete the Teaching Resource Folder (TRF) for Music Movement and Dance&lt;br /&gt;7. English Education 1 exam prep&lt;br /&gt;8. Professional Experience Discussion Group prep&lt;br /&gt;9. Write Teddy Bears Picnic arrangement for flute choir&lt;br /&gt;10. Post Birthday Party Invitations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go that's everything I have to do on top of other stuff :D YaY for being busy :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's now 2:10 and I know this blog hasn't been anywhere in the least exciting, but at least I did blog! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Jen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF0066"&gt;*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#009966"&gt;~j~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#FF0066"&gt;*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF0066"&gt;Jennifer Yager&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#009966"&gt;~~ But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus. *Phil 3:13b-14*~~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-111630326889104569?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/111630326889104569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=111630326889104569' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111630326889104569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111630326889104569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-thought-i-ought-blog.html' title='I thought I ought blog'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-111544673280881486</id><published>2005-05-06T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T23:20:20.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored...ish.. well not really</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone, &lt;br /&gt;It's Saturday afternoon and I don't really have anything to do. It's kind of a lazy day, and I feel very lazy. I made lots of birthday party invitations last night and earlier today and addressed them all, I also had a shower and read my bible - that was fun. But yeah, I had a late night last night... I waas happy fo ti to be late, but I'm feeling a little tired.&lt;br /&gt;It's mother's day tomorrow, that should be fun.. I think it's the first year we haven't had the family function at my place... YaY for mum sayingseh can't do it! I'm very proud of her. &lt;br /&gt;My dogs are scratching on the back door because they want out, except we are trying to not let them out because it's wet outsdide and they will get all muddy.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I don't really have anything exciting to write... so I shall go i guess....&lt;br /&gt;oh one more thing, my bro and i were laughing about the funnyness of translators... here is something I translated... (P.S. i asked for suggestions from ppl I was talking to on MSN and this was all i got....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"bored? check out http://alistairhasablog.blogspot.com ... the only site you'll ever need"&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;this was translated into french and I got this.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"alésé?  contrôle hors de http://alistairhasablog.blogspot.com... le seul emplacement que vous aurez besoin jamais"....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then translated thata from French back to English... and got &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"reamed?  control out of HTTP://alistairhasablog.blogspot.com... the only site which you will never have need"&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;br /&gt;and then back to French.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"alésé?  commande hors de HTTP://  alistairhasablog.blogspot.com... le seul emplacement que vous n'aurez jamais le besoin"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then finally back to English... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"reamed?  order out of HTTP://  alistairhasablog.blogspot.com... the only site which you will never have the need"...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-111544673280881486?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/111544673280881486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=111544673280881486' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111544673280881486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111544673280881486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/05/boredish-well-not-really.html' title='Bored...ish.. well not really'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-111525137219091997</id><published>2005-05-04T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T17:07:48.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hi</title><content type='html'>to andrew: i referenced it! and i thought that since you've been blogging lots I should blog too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I thought I would update you on the knee saga... I went to the surgeon this morning.. I have no bandages any more just tubi-grip. I also have my stitches gone too!! This is super exciting YaY. It looks sooo cool... oh! and I have screws in my leg holding in the tendon! OK! shhh! I'm not some made sick weird person! It is cool... i mean if you had had this done you'd think it was cool too! Oh haah it's funny because the two lines aren't parallel and the surgeon was like "Sad, they aren't parallel" haha I laughed.&lt;br /&gt;His nurse Bernidette is really nice, I really like her. She fixed me all up and stuff which was good... but yeah she's really sweet. Oh, I have to go back in 2 weeks and have an x-ray to see if they need to remove the screws ::: NOOOOOOOOoooooooooooo::: Please no!!!!!!!!!!!! Anything but to go under the needle/knife again. But yeah, my knee is getting better, i'm in the brace for another 2 weeks ish and so that's heaps better... hmm...&lt;br /&gt;Oh anything else exciting.. Yes!!!!! I started uni work again yesterday it was sooo cool! Ok so I might be insane, but it's so nice to be working again.. speaking of which I'd like to start doing so again! So i'll write more later...ish.... &lt;br /&gt;Boute!!&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;Jen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! and my nephew is His Royal Heighness Eskimo Joe.... how cool is that... here is a photo.....well kinda.. it's of a nephew, with a crown... and it says eskimo joe :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.rwts.com.au/albums/Photos-from-Hillston/eskimo_joe_real_copy.thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-111525137219091997?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/111525137219091997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=111525137219091997' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111525137219091997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111525137219091997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/05/hi.html' title='hi'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-111472774705365363</id><published>2005-04-28T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T15:35:47.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home sweet Home!</title><content type='html'>Hello, I thought since this is my first full day at home that I would write here and things!&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if any of you are interested, but I thought I would tell you what happened to my knee during the surgery since I think it's interesting!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://cms.depuy.com/display?docId=30029"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;above is a normal knee.. you can see the important parts labelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Causes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the more common causes of knee pain is a problem with the way the patella moves through the patellofemoral groove.   Basically, the little kneecap thing, sits on the outside of the knee, on the groove... as in the picture below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://cms.depuy.com/display?docId=30027"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In some cases one side of the patellofemoral groove may be smaller than normal. This may cause the patella to actually slip out of the groove, causing a patellar dislocation. This is not only painful, but can cause degeneration of the patellofemoral joint if dislocation repeatedly happens. Hello my injury!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://cms.depuy.com/display?docId=30026"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Symptoms&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have patellofemoral problems, you may feel like the patella is slipping (like me). Sometimes you may have pain around the front part of the knee or along the edges of the kneecap. These symptoms may be related to the way the patella lines up in the femoral groove (again like me!). In other cases you may notice a dull pain in the knee that isn't centered in any one spot. Typically, if you have patellofemoral problems you may experience pain when walking down stairs or hills. Keeping the knee bent for long periods, such as sitting in a car or movie theater, may also cause pain. The knee may also grind, or you may hear a crunching sound when you squat or go up and down stairs. IS THAT ME OR WHAT?!?!?! haha.&lt;br /&gt;If there is a considerable amount of wear and tear, popping or clicking may be felt when the knee is bent. This happens when the uneven surfaces of the underside of the patella and the femoral groove rub against one another. The knee may swell with heavy use and become stiff and tight. This is usually due to fluid accumulating inside the knee joint... ok so I had all the symptoms.... why not operate earlier you say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Treatment&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treatment usually begins by decreasing the sweeling in the knee through rest, pain relief and usually splinting. Physical Therapy usually helps and in most cases is sufficient to fix the problem. So what happended during the operation???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Surgery&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My problems were caused by misalignment so this is what they did... A lateral release is done to allow the patella to shift back to a normal position and relieve pressure on the articular cartilage. In this operation, the tight ligaments on the outside (lateral side) of the patella are cut, or released, to allow the patella to slide more towards the center of the femoral groove. These ligaments eventually heal with scar tissue filling the gap created by surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://cms.depuy.com/display?docId=30024"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For problems of repeated patellar dislocations or severe patellar malalignment, the doctor may also need to realign the quadriceps mechanism. In addition to the lateral release, the tendons on the inside edge of the knee (the medial side) may have to be tightened.&lt;br /&gt;If the malalignment is even more severe, the bony attachment of the patellar tendon may also have to be shifted to a new spot on the tibia bone.  Doctors can change the way the tendon pulls the patella through the groove in the femur by surgically removing a section of bone where the patellar tendon attaches on the tibia.  This section of bone is then reattached on the tibia closer to the other knee.&lt;br /&gt;All of this was done to my knee as one was not sufficient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://cms.depuy.com/display?docId=30025"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's what happened during my operation! Interesting eh, I got most of the info from &lt;a href="http://www.allaboutmydoc.com/surgeonweb/surgeonId.2729/clinicId.1432/theme.theme3/country.US/language.en/page.article/docId.30031"&gt;Doctorish Site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am getting betterish, I slept through the night for the first time since the operation last night, from 11:30ish-6am. This is fantastic!! The saddest thing is that my brother's graduation is today, and I can't go because I would be too tired, but lucky for me, one of the ladies from church is coming over to look after me while mum &amp; dad are away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well I might go now and post this before it gets too long.&lt;br /&gt;Love Jen xxx ---&gt; any questions about the surgery or anything place in a comment and I can try to answer :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-111472774705365363?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/111472774705365363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=111472774705365363' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111472774705365363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111472774705365363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/04/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home sweet Home!'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-111443080035624862</id><published>2005-04-25T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T05:06:40.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick post</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone,&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would really quickly post before I head off to bed. Tomorrow I go into hospital, to have my knee all made better (i hope). I think it would be fair to say that I am feeling a little anxious about it, but I know that so many people are thinking of me and praying for me, which makes me feel sooo much better. So thankyou to all of you.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to just post a little so that you don't all get bored while I'm in! You better all post comments now - otherwise I might just feel completely unloved!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone today who helped distract me from the inevitable! haha. We went on a picnic to the Botanical Gardens. It was a lovely day, frisbee throwing (me standing stationary, not moving it's all good), card playing, eating, walking, talking, laughing - you know... the usual. There was Sarah, Bec, Mel, Andy, Alistair, Mike, Jenny and Tom (and me). It was a lovely day - and it definately helped me not think about tomorrow! It was something I was so looking forward to, and it did live up to my expectations fully! - except for maybe my nephew and niece fighting a lot, mind you their mother sorted them out. Mind you I do love my nephew and niece dearly, they are lovely children - fill my life with humour and love (everyone goes ::awww::)! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it's 10:04, and I have to be up at 5am tomorrow morning, so I want to get some rest now. Thanks again to all of you who are praying, I'm sure I will be ok, but they are appreciated so much, the girls will be able to tell you (mel, bec and sarah) that I appreciate them heaps. (We were at bible study, and my "brave face" was slowly fading...). But yes! Must stop talking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night night, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all&lt;br /&gt;Jen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. If I die, Bec and Mel don't forget my diary is for you guys!!!!! (hehe). and sarah, you can have my ... my... i dunno.. something ,.... alex????? &lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Jen (again) :-P&lt;br /&gt; ok ok ok.... i'll shut up!!! hahaha.. byeee xox&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-111443080035624862?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/111443080035624862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=111443080035624862' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111443080035624862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111443080035624862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/04/quick-post.html' title='Quick post'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-111404415774876342</id><published>2005-04-20T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T17:42:37.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm not scareddddddd"</title><content type='html'>Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;Contrary to the title of this post, I am scared!&lt;br /&gt;I went and saw the surgeon for my knee today and he has decided to operate.... next tuesday! I mean that is good because I get it done soon, except he explained the whole procedure, and it's just a little scary............. like quite scary!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I actually have to go now cause I have class..... so I'll post more later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friend who is being fixed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxox&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-111404415774876342?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/111404415774876342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=111404415774876342' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111404415774876342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111404415774876342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/04/im-not-scareddddddd.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m not scareddddddd&quot;'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-111365426338055950</id><published>2005-04-16T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T14:35:19.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Touch Footy, the cat, the Bell's!</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone... (Bec, Sarah, Tamara, Jess)&lt;br /&gt;Well today I went to touch footy, we got to our church hall at 7:25am to leave at 7:45, that was good cause the kiddies got there rather soon after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.rwts.com.au/albums/touch/touch_crop.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Touch footy practice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a war cry " 'C' is for cookie, that's good enough for me... cherrybrook, cherrybrook, cherrybrook starts with 'c' "... it was funny because all these people kept looking at us with very vacant expressions... &lt;br /&gt;Our team did really well, I was so proud of them... we had some super players and everyone did so well - on and off the field - It's nice to have a team that cares and supports each other.&lt;br /&gt;We ended up winning the "wooden spoon" competition, which was very cool.. we got chocolate.. not that I was playing.. I was just chief cheerleader! The day had it's fair share of laughts... a couple of cries when footballs went flying into my knee.... PAIN!&lt;br /&gt;The car trips were funny.... i think i sufficiently embaressed myself infront of strangers, 1. when i turned round to make an "L" with my hand to Lachie, Steve who were behind us, and discovered it was a different car, and 2. when I looked out my open window to the car next to me and said "just because you're wrong" [i was talking to Bec] and the lady in the car next to us asked if i was talking to her....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOPS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of other amusing things happened throughout the day, like Rockdale/Bexley amusement... was funny... &lt;br /&gt;After touch Sarah Liz and I went back to Lachie and Steve's house where we played with Freddy!!!! Freddy is a very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very ok i'll stop now... cute cat!!!!!!!!!!!! I think i'm in love :: swoons :: So sweet.... awww........ haha.. I'm sorry all those who I was in bond with who don't like cats that much.. but i'm converted... just so sweet.. and awww...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. i'll stop now&lt;br /&gt;I think we also managed to amuse Lachie's friend Mike.. was kinda cool. Anyway I'm sooo sooo tired... i'm just becoming quite random.. so I think I ought to sleep. --- quick question.. do you put the "ought to" or just "ought"?????? someone help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Jen&lt;br /&gt;xoxooxox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.rwts.com.au/albums/eastershow/DSC03208.sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bec, Jen, Caro and Sarah is there somewhere at the easter show)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-111365426338055950?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/111365426338055950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=111365426338055950' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111365426338055950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111365426338055950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/04/touch-footy-cat-bells.html' title='Touch Footy, the cat, the Bell&apos;s!'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-111355027394829321</id><published>2005-04-15T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T00:31:13.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what the?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.slylockfox.com/images/stork.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-111355027394829321?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/111355027394829321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=111355027394829321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111355027394829321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111355027394829321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/04/what.html' title='what the?!?!'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-111355008940248640</id><published>2005-04-15T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T00:28:09.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A BABY?!?!?!</title><content type='html'>We just found out that one of our (sarah and mine) dear friends is pregnant. We'd just like to extend congratulations to him... well done.. and we hope that we make good family members to this little bundle of joy......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love being a great aunt. Sarah loves being a grandma..... :-) (haha great... aunt.... great.. as in good... aunt.. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen and Sarah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.google.com/images?q=tbn:XvNBk_XIPIQJ:www-psych.stanford.edu/~stork/david.gif"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;we did a search for stork... and this is what we found....... disturbed? we are too....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-111355008940248640?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/111355008940248640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=111355008940248640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111355008940248640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111355008940248640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/04/baby.html' title='A BABY?!?!?!'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-111354253335048078</id><published>2005-04-14T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T23:08:39.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarah's foot.... jen's knee</title><content type='html'>You know how like funny it would be if my knee was on your foot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How funny would it be if we were both on crutches and like threw them into the backseat and then started to drive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm no wog woman..... what are you talking about................................... it's funny cuz no one will understand this except me and sarah..... muahhahahah jen je nje je nej nejen jen ejne etc.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh the random ness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-111354253335048078?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/111354253335048078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=111354253335048078' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111354253335048078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111354253335048078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/04/sarahs-foot-jens-knee.html' title='Sarah&apos;s foot.... jen&apos;s knee'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-111344858416512376</id><published>2005-04-13T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T20:16:24.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Tamara, Bec &amp; Sarah</title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;Hehe... i think this is a good way to work out who actually reads my blog :-P&lt;br /&gt;Well, what has happened in the alst 24 hours... I suppose I should just jump to the big thing....&lt;br /&gt;Was warming up for touch footy and pop crack pop goes my knee.... yes yes....i have dislocated it 3 times now............&lt;br /&gt;I will probably have an operation now... because it's the 3rd time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go... watch monarch of the glen....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byeeee&lt;br /&gt;xox&lt;br /&gt;jen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-111344858416512376?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/111344858416512376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=111344858416512376' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111344858416512376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111344858416512376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/04/dear-tamara-bec-sarah.html' title='Dear Tamara, Bec &amp; Sarah'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-111337172305507666</id><published>2005-04-12T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T22:55:23.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Bec and Sarah</title><content type='html'>I am sorry bec, I am glad you read my blog :-)&lt;br /&gt;I won't write a lot today because i have sore arms... I went to the chiro today and was crying cause i hurted so much.... so not a lot of typing for jenny jen jen jen jen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yes I am sorry that I gotted it wrong bec... i am the happy you read... unlike the rest of the ppl's out there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Jen&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-111337172305507666?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/111337172305507666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=111337172305507666' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111337172305507666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111337172305507666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/04/dear-bec-and-sarah.html' title='Dear Bec and Sarah'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-111327112647230747</id><published>2005-04-11T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T18:58:46.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Sarah...</title><content type='html'>I'm addressing this blog entry to sarah as it seems that she has read my blog - and since she is the only one who commented it also seems as though she is the only one who reads it!&lt;br /&gt;I am currently at uni, sitting in the computer lab - which is in the middle of level 2, in a corridor.... almost anyone could read my screen if they wanted.... there is no feeling of security like there is at home in my little corner at my desk. I have my ipod resting in the canals of my ears with the familiar sound of "You Belong to me" by Jason Wade.&lt;br /&gt;I can here the occasional cheery laugh or conversation of those passing by, the occasional dance call of those practicing their dance in the nearby music rooms, and of course the sound of tapping on the 'emac' computers. My bottle of coke sits beside me. The black death gently moving as wrists bump the table. The soaring violin line of 18th Variation from "Rahpsody on a Theme of Paganinni, op 13" gently uplifts me, and a small smile is brought to my face. There is a brick wall in front of me with a random slab of concrete hanging from the ceiling. The worn 'school green' carpet rests under my bare feet. &lt;i&gt;Welcome to Kuring-gai UTS&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I just thought I would give you that small insight into my feelings at the moment. I ought begin my assignment so I'd better go do that now.&lt;br /&gt;But thankyou Sarah for commenting, maybe some people will follow your example like good little sheep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.schools.pinellas.k12.fl.us/gallery/variety/sheep.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Jen&lt;br /&gt;xox&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-111327112647230747?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/111327112647230747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=111327112647230747' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111327112647230747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111327112647230747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/04/dear-sarah.html' title='Dear Sarah...'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-111287561478956870</id><published>2005-04-07T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T05:06:54.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Felt like blogging again</title><content type='html'>Hi Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;Since I only posted lyrics last time I thought I should actually post post. Well, first things first, Uni is great! I have just started a topic in science and technology on "Space"! It's totally cool. Fits quite well with my obsession with the sky. I feel a little silly in the fact that I don't really know anything, but I'm going to work my but off researching in the hope that I will do ok. I think it really helps that my lecturer is sooo passionate about the subject - it makes it so much fun to go to each class, cause I know that even if I am feeling terrible I am bound to have fun because she is always so bright and cheerful.&lt;br /&gt;I wrote a poem in English today, people are telling me it's good, but I'm not so sure. This isn't a ploy to get good comments... it's just a silly self esteem problem I seem to have developed over time, but it goes like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="centre"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Frosted Glass&lt;br /&gt;Looking out a window, covered with frosted glass,&lt;br /&gt;A man sits all alone.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if he's got no friends, no family at a home.&lt;br /&gt;He gazes into the distance.&lt;br /&gt;Does he lead a single existence?&lt;br /&gt;Is his life a lonely trail?&lt;br /&gt;He looks so old and frail.&lt;br /&gt;He holds his stick as though it's all he has left,&lt;br /&gt;Looks toward the sky, looking bereft.&lt;br /&gt;It becomes dark,&lt;br /&gt;The owlet cries, hark!&lt;br /&gt;Time passes so fast,&lt;br /&gt;Looking out a window, covered with frosted glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's my poem. I think it needs work, but hey. &lt;br /&gt;Other news... hmm... oh my flute teacher wants me to do my AmusA in September. That's my diploma of music on flute. I'm excited as there are peices which I get to learn that I've admired for ages, but it also means 2 hours of practice a night. That makes one tired Jen. I am already getting up at 6:30 and going to bed at 10. &lt;br /&gt;Oh my junior flute ensemble performed for the first time on Wednesday. I couldn't be there to hear them, but apparently they played super well and there were lots of positive comments! That is sooo good considering it's a new employment!!!!! I am so proud of the children. What conscientious and hard working flute players they turned out to be!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh well I must go. I have to face my senior flutes at 7:45 tomorrow.... and if they haven't practised they get a nice and cranky Jen. Not something you want to have!! Haha. giving off to kids is such an art.... and if you pull it off, they actually practice!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Time for me to go.&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my blog new readers! and thanks for reading older ones :-)&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Jenny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. for more teaching escapades check out http://jenyager.blogspot.com ta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-111287561478956870?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/111287561478956870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=111287561478956870' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111287561478956870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111287561478956870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/04/felt-like-blogging-again.html' title='Felt like blogging again'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-111286648979063998</id><published>2005-04-07T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T02:34:49.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can fly,&lt;br /&gt;But I want his wings.&lt;br /&gt;I can shine even in the darkness,&lt;br /&gt;But I crave the light that he brings,&lt;br /&gt;Revel in the song that he sings,&lt;br /&gt;My angel Gabriel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can love,&lt;br /&gt;But I need his heart.&lt;br /&gt;I am strong even on my own,&lt;br /&gt;But from him I never want to part,&lt;br /&gt;He's been there since the very start,&lt;br /&gt;My angel Gabriel,&lt;br /&gt;My angel Gabriel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless the day he came to be,&lt;br /&gt;Angel's wings carried him to me.&lt;br /&gt;Heavenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can fly,&lt;br /&gt;But I want his wings.&lt;br /&gt;I can shine even in the darkness,&lt;br /&gt;But I crave the light that he brings,&lt;br /&gt;Revel in the songs that he sings,&lt;br /&gt;My angel Gabriel&lt;br /&gt;My angel Gabriel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gabriel, Lamb &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ateljeedigitalis.fi/images/30pII.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-111286648979063998?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/111286648979063998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=111286648979063998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111286648979063998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111286648979063998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-can-fly-but-i-want-his-wings.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-111269777463935330</id><published>2005-04-05T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T03:42:54.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The storm part 2</title><content type='html'>She gazed at the sky. The blackness seemed to stretch further than her mind would allow her to imagine. The occasional flash lit up the night sky and lingered on her mind. Lightening never ceased to amaze her, it provided her with a moment of hope in her dark world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She let her thoughts wander. Moments incomplete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fragmented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It opened up doors of pain she had tried to wash away. If only scrubbing at her pale and worn skin took away the pain she was scarred with inside. She tried to wish it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky flashed its brilliant white again as images momentarily came to her mind. Her mother. She in her mother's arms. Perhaps that was what she longed for, what she needed to fill the empty gap in her life. Human embrace. Love was not something she thought of often, afterall love and hate aren't compatible. She had believed she didn't need it to bring her through. After all, life was solitary wasn't it? We are born alone, we die alone. But why did she feel so empty now? Why did her own life feel like a storm, her heart like a black sky of nothing, with the ocassional flash of lightening to pierce into her already broken heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if she didn't try so hard to hide everything that was important to her she could make it. But that wasn't how she was taught to live. Life was personal, solitary, singular. Other people could not be trusted. Everyone she had once cared about had left her deserted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cold...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and crying in her brokenness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't cry anymore, it just made her pain obvious to the poeple around her. It was much better to be a part of a masquerade. She went to the sky instead of people. It seemed to understand, and would send her a flash of lightening to give her a moment of hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was frail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain and hurt wasn't something that had hit her suddenly, it had taken a lifetime. Her lifetime. At first she had almost believed it was her friend, but it had lied to her just like everyone else. Blaming other people had once seemed the perfect way to alleviate pain, but now she could see it had just opened more windows and more reasons for her to hurt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Part 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She no longer wanted that pain. It was time for her to rise above it. The clock had ticked over. She had to take that knife which was cutting deeper and deeper into her skin and throw it away forever. She had to take that flash of white brilliance and hold onto it for a lifetime to give her hope. &lt;br /&gt;Life's hardships could be over come, she could become the person who she wished she was - not the mere shadow she saw as she gazed on her life at night before sleep. Perhaps her sleep could even stop tormenting her with it's constant nightmares. Perhaps her mind could finally rest at ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She reached out to the sky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky flashed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She felt a thrill of hope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then it slipped away to nothing, as did she. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Soft on the grass she lay... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt; and soft on the grass she would stay. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-111269777463935330?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/111269777463935330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=111269777463935330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111269777463935330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111269777463935330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/04/storm-part-2.html' title='The storm part 2'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-111137716708410776</id><published>2005-03-20T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T19:52:47.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>quick post</title><content type='html'>I thought I would write a quick post before I head off to my next lecture. I was greatly dissapointed that I sent two email during my break and didn't get a reply.... :: tear ::.... hahaha oh well... as i said this is a quick post because I have class in a few moments. YaY for english... maybe i won't fall asleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jen&lt;br /&gt;haha sorry to those who are bored reading my blog... can't be bothered updating as often... stuff to do.. places to go.. people to see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YaY for bible study tonight :-)&lt;br /&gt;(and yay for almost mid semester break!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-111137716708410776?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/111137716708410776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=111137716708410776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111137716708410776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111137716708410776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/03/quick-post.html' title='quick post'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-111118872148824712</id><published>2005-03-18T15:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T15:32:01.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>19 March 2005</title><content type='html'>I thought I would do a little more writing here until I make myself work at 10:30. Stuff has been happening lately and I guess it could be divided in to 2 categories, family and me. &lt;br /&gt;Dad is going into hospital on the 30th April to have an operation done. It will be a stressful time at home, I'm at uni during that time, mum is still working, and we are both teaching after school as well as trying to keep up extra-curricular activities and look after dad. I have an assessment due the week after on the Tuesday as well, so we will see how it all goes. Other things associated with that too... I'm kinda scared that everyone will be trying hard to do so much we will end up completely burnt out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which kinda leads me to my next point... me :-)&lt;br /&gt;who better to talk about in my own journal.. i can't get in trouble for saying things about myself... &lt;br /&gt;I got really cranky at myself yesterday, I failed my P's test, and for reasons outside my control. That was fine with me, I wasn't necessarily expecting to get them first try, but I was cranky that I failed when I realised that there were no tests until the 19th April. But hey! at least I didn't fail for something that I didn't know!!! :-)&lt;br /&gt;What else, oh I have this assignment due on Monday, it's a 3 page report type thing, *sigh*... will be ok once I get into it though..&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I ought to do that now... so I can go out tonight :-) WooT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was more I could write but it's work time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jenny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-111118872148824712?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/111118872148824712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=111118872148824712' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111118872148824712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111118872148824712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/03/19-march-2005.html' title='19 March 2005'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-111040470293592560</id><published>2005-03-09T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T23:16:58.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Schnappi die Kleine Crocodile</title><content type='html'>Alrighty.... it's time for Schnappi die Kleine Crocodile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's this awesomely cute song by a 4 year old girl Joy from Germany. The song is about a crocodile and it's teething efforts. Joy's aunt wrote the song and recorded the little girl singing it then posted it on a website as a family joke then a radio station discovered it and it went to number 1 in the German pop charts! It's like the best song!!!!!!! I've been listening to it and it's made me smile all day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dw-world.de/dw/image/0,1587,1461646_1,00.jpg"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;above is a photo of Joy, Schnappi and her aunt who wrote the song... it's sooo sooo cute!!!!!!! awwww..... i want the CD!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the lyrics of the song in English.. awww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live in Egypt, right next to the Nile,&lt;br /&gt;first I lived in an egg,&lt;br /&gt;but then shnapped my way free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus&lt;br /&gt;Schni-schna-schnappi schnappi-schnappi-schnapp&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Schnappi the little crocodile&lt;br /&gt;have sharp teeth and mighty many of them&lt;br /&gt;I shnap what's there to shnap&lt;br /&gt;I shnap and am good at it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Schnappi the little crocodile&lt;br /&gt;I love to shnap, that's my favourite play&lt;br /&gt;I sneak up to mum&lt;br /&gt;and show her how well I shnap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Schnappi the little crocodile&lt;br /&gt;I'm never tired of shnapping&lt;br /&gt;I shnap daddy's leg&lt;br /&gt;and then just fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-111040470293592560?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/111040470293592560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=111040470293592560' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111040470293592560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/111040470293592560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/03/schnappi-die-kleine-crocodile.html' title='Schnappi die Kleine Crocodile'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-110993622999565126</id><published>2005-03-04T03:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T03:41:48.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;She gazed at the sky. The blackness seemed to stretch further than her mind would allow her to imagine. The occasional flash lit up the night sky and lingered on her mind. Lightening never ceased to amaze her, it provided her with a moment of hope in her dark world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She let her thoughts wander. Moments incomplete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fragmented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It opened up doors of pain she had tried to wash away. If only scrubbing at her pale and worn skin took away the pain she was scarred with inside. She tried to wish it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky flashed its brilliant white again as images momentarily came to her mind.  Her mother. She in her mother's arms. Perhaps that was what she longed for, what she needed to fill the empty gap in her life. Human embrace. Love was not something she thought of often, afterall love and hate aren't compatible. She had believed she didn't need it to bring her through. After all, life was solitary wasn't it? We are born alone, we die alone. But why did she feel so empty now? Why did her own life feel like a storm, her heart like a black sky of nothing, with the ocassional flash of lightening to pierce into her already broken heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if she didn't try so hard to hide everything that was important to her she could make it. But that wasn't how she was taught to live. Life was personal, solitary, singular. Other people could not be trusted. Everyone she had once cared about had left her deserted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cold...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and crying in her brokenness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't cry anymore, it just made her pain obvious to the poeple around her. It was much better to be a part of a masquerade. She went to the sky instead of people. It seemed to understand, and would send her a flash of lightening to give her a moment of hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was frail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain and hurt wasn't something that had hit her suddenly, it had taken a lifetime. Her lifetime. At first she had almost believed it was her friend, but it had lied to her just like everyone else. Blaming other people had once seemed the perfect way to alleviate pain, but now she could see it had just opened more windows and more reasons for her to hurt. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, this is the first installment of a story... don't stress people, this is just something that came into my mind inspired by a story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-110993622999565126?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/110993622999565126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=110993622999565126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/110993622999565126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/110993622999565126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/03/storm.html' title='The Storm'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-110983455810344598</id><published>2005-03-02T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T23:22:38.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi again</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone, I thought I ought to post again today as this morning was so awfully short!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Norton and Suresh who commented :-) was nice to hear from people. Well I got good news from the surgeon this morning, he doens't want to operate yet, (only if it dislocates again). We got to Parramatta soooo incredibly early, cause we didn't know what the traffic would be like... but I got some uni work done which was good. &lt;br /&gt;Dad then took me out to breakfast which was nice.. I came home and did some bible study preparation for tomorrow and then went to uni. Had a wonderful day - even though I was up so early I wasn't feeling tired and had lots of fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am heading out to youth group in about half an hour, I get the feeling I'll be wanting to enjoy a relaxful day tomorrow, perhaps get a little uni work done, talk on msn (hopefully) and stuff. I feel quiet prepared for the study tomorrow which is good, so it should run well God permitting. I'm doing it on a passage which never ceases to challenge me... so that will be good, hopefully the girls can catch some of the excitement I see in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am totally enjoying uni life, I love meeting the new people - everyone is so nice! Today I sat with a group of people I didn't know in my Learning in Science and Technology tutorial, and I had such a good afternoon, we were laughing joking and everything! It was awesome! I was on a table with Felicity, Gary and this other chick who is full awesome! The other awesome thing about doing education is that I get to act like a child most of the day :-) We do lots of games and we get picture books read to us and things! (I mean we still act like adults and stuff, but we get to experience the same sorts of things we would teach). Oh! AND in our library we have this whole room devoted to picture books. You walk in and wall to wall and in the middle are literally hundreds of picture books, and posters on the walls, it's such an escape walking into that room! I love it!!!!!!! I think I'm going to have a wonderful time at uni for the next 4 years, (apart from the whole assignment thing - 11 this semester!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I don't really have a lot more I can write... so I shall go get some dinner get ready for youth group and please keep commenting... it was so nice to come home to people who have read my blog!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxoxoxox&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-110983455810344598?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/110983455810344598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=110983455810344598' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/110983455810344598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/110983455810344598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/03/hi-again.html' title='Hi again'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-110979139615517835</id><published>2005-03-02T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T11:23:16.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd March</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone,&lt;br /&gt;Just thought I'd drop a quick line while i finish my coffee and go to the shower.... 5:45am is a very trippy time to get up I have decided. It is dark, but you know it's morning... and it's bizarre cause you can't tell what the day is going to be like.... but yes.. oh well.. finished my coffee now and i have to get ready.. going to the surgeon in 38mins!&lt;br /&gt;xox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;write more lata.... can people comment... i'm feeling bored... looking at my blog with no one commented :'( ::cries::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jenny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-110979139615517835?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/110979139615517835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=110979139615517835' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/110979139615517835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/110979139615517835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/03/3rd-march.html' title='3rd March'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-110938296601901149</id><published>2005-02-25T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T17:56:06.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On the theme of dangerous~</title><content type='html'>Howdey people,&lt;br /&gt;Thought I would blog since no-one is really online. Well, as my title suggests I thought I would mostly write about my knee. Last night at Bec's surprise party, my bro and I were having a tickle fight... needless to say he won as I managed to dislocate my knee again! &lt;br /&gt;It wasn't as bad as last time as I haven't ripped of tendons and stuff, but I went to the doctors today and I'll have to undergo a knee reconstruction so that it doesn't keep happening. Although I guess on the brighter side, I don't have to have the surgery immediately, I can wait till mid semester break. &lt;br /&gt;I had a wonderful day yesterday, I taught at school, met up with some people (:-P) and then organised things for Bec's party. I was really tired come midnight, but the day was definately wonderful :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't got a lot more to write, other than the fact that my lunch is ready so I am off to eat!! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luff&lt;br /&gt;Jenny Jen Jen Jen :-P&lt;br /&gt;xox&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-110938296601901149?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/110938296601901149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=110938296601901149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/110938296601901149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/110938296601901149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/02/on-theme-of-dangerous.html' title='On the theme of dangerous~'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-110920824829695386</id><published>2005-02-23T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T17:24:08.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Most Dangerous Things...</title><content type='html'>I was thinking to day (Lefou, i'm afraid i've been thinking... a dangerous pastime... i know - hehe [beauty and the beast])... about the most dangerous things in my day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ironing - I have managed everytime i iron for mum to miss the clothes and iron my hand... burninated it again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Running to get the phone - i tend to trip over somehow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Moving at all - cause i somehow break myself :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Sitting still - cause then my back hurts :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Practicing Piccolo - i'll go deaf one day I swear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Cooking - I'm sure i could do something dangerous with that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Bringing in the washing - i think i got sunburnt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Empting the dishwasher... the dishes are hot!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Infact.... waking up at all seems dangerous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.. Sleeping... hmm not waking up could be bad :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha just thought i'd share that with you :-P&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!!! I'll blog more later - need food it's about that time... (do i sound like andrew http://yogelwazhere.blogspot.com) and also need ot finish that ironing... poor hand....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-110920824829695386?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/110920824829695386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=110920824829695386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/110920824829695386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/110920824829695386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/02/10-most-dangerous-things.html' title='10 Most Dangerous Things...'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-110863688901291880</id><published>2005-02-17T02:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T02:41:29.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something original</title><content type='html'>I was trying to think of something original to put as a title today.. but didn't think of anything haha.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I thought since blogging is almost a daily thing I might write again. It is thursday night, about 9:08:42pm... only about though :-P&lt;br /&gt;I am a little tired but not very, just will need to go to bed in like 20mins - i know to some of you that probably sounds a little strange and little over early, but i have to wake up at 6:30 tomorrow to go teach little kiddies. I am dissapointed that I didn't get my arrangement of Teddy Bears Picnic finished in time for tomorrow but they won't perform it for a little while. &lt;br /&gt;It's pretty cool cause the new blogging options allow you to do so many more things.&lt;br /&gt;So what did I do today?!&lt;br /&gt;Well, this morning I went to breakfast with bec.. I left my house about 8:50 and we got to the train station at 9:15 - quite an achievement!!! We had breakfast at the Blu Water Grill... was tasty and then we wandered.. made some earrings... &lt;i&gt;pink and green!!&lt;/i&gt; and i bought a green shirt, and a pink singlet... was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had a boost juice and we walked to the station when I caught the train (and bus) with Yolanda to UTS, cause it was our orientation day... It wasn't all that interesting.. we saw Matt Coss there and the three of us chatted for a fair while and stuff which was nice. Then we had a couple of seminars for the Education people... filled in child protection type stuff and practicum forms.. was good! I am looking forward to my course all the more now - and am even considering doing honours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon I had dinner chatted on MSN for a while then went to KfC which is our new kids group - if only we had some kids. Bec &amp; I mucked around, cleaned out the KfC boxes and the cupboard a little and made butterflies which was cool :-) Lots of fun. Tomorrow I am going to Bec's house to play pool and stuff --&gt; after I teach... i'll probably be dead haha. Oh well.. speaking of dead ness... i rather exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, even my grammer should be shotted tonight! - oh wait... haaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.. i know it's only early ish... but.... 6:30!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty!! Have fun people... keep those comments coming!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;In theory this is where I would insert and wonderful quote of some significance.. unfortunately the only thing that comes to mind is.. "A slotted spoon does not hold much soup, but it does catch the potatos"... there are my words of wisdom!!!!!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Love Love!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(especially to my possible overseas reader!!!! :D:D and I still do love you sidknee siders... haha... ok bed time for jenny jen jen jen jen jen.. ok i'll stop now :-P)&lt;br /&gt;Byeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny&lt;br /&gt;xox&lt;br /&gt;May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight, O Lord, my Rock and my Redeemer.&lt;br /&gt;(Psalm 16:14)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-110863688901291880?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/110863688901291880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=110863688901291880' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/110863688901291880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/110863688901291880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/02/something-original.html' title='Something original'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-110842201930165613</id><published>2005-02-14T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T15:00:19.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello again</title><content type='html'>What is this, me typing a blog entry less that 24 hours since the last!?! I was going to write more yesterday, but I couldn't be bothered.. i also fell asleep, and did some housework.... and you guessed it -- wrote in my diary!!&lt;br /&gt;It's 7 mins before I leave for work, and I'm attempting to drink a waaaay hot hot chocolate... i just burninated my mouth on it... heat ness....!!! &lt;br /&gt;It was hard to wake up at at 6:30 this morning, I didn't get to bed as early last night due to presentation night.. so i'm kind of tired... a nap is sounding like a goooood thing today!&lt;br /&gt;I probably sounded a little bit sadder than usual yesterday in my blog, but be comforted my avid readers, the day did get better :-) :-) :-) tee hee....&lt;br /&gt;I should go to work, but i'll blog more when I get back!!&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back....... like the terminator!!! :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny&lt;br /&gt;xox&lt;br /&gt; Ok, So i'm back from teaching. Wasn't too bad the kids were generally good and i had fun for most of it, i think the highlight of the morning was when either the girls who have been learning for 2 weeks learnt how to toungue the notes or when my concert band 2 flutes were able to play the first two bars of their flute choir songs in time! Was exciting!!!! But yes, relatively uneventful this morning. I'm not intending to do a great deal today, I am going to work on a bible study for tomorrow, do a little flute practice (if I can motivate myself to) and sleep.. haha. I'm going to be home alone today again, which is kinda cool, means lots of space and i'm sort of free to do whatever I want - apart from break the house etc :-P&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I also want to organise youth group for this week and if i'm really lucky sunday school so I don't have to do it on Saturday. Beckie finishes work soon, we might do something together in the middle of the day today - which would be cool.. i think this time last week she came to my place for a while and we chatted to alistair on msn haha.. that was amusing. But yeah... can you tell I'm running out of things to write?!&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* tomorrow is wednesday that's good and bad... wednesday seems to have become my most busy day!!! I have bible study at 12(ish)-1:15(ish), flute lesson at 2-3, orchestra from 4:30-7:00(ish)... orchestra is fun, band kinda sucks... but that is ok.. it's just nice to play places. It was really trippy last night hearing the band play songs I did when I was there... I just found it soo bizarre... but yes... wednesday is also good :-) and YaY that it is tomorrow hehehehe.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, you are probably all bored just reading about my *life* (I use that in asterix because it's depending on your definition of life hehe) .. i think it's time for some light entertainment... if only I could think of something amusing to say......... oh.. hehe.... one of my students in year 6 is a man hater i've decided "do you have a boyfriend?" jen: "no" student: "That's good because then they propose, and then you get married and they make you do house work and all this stuff for the rest of your life, and you don't want to be a slave do you?" &lt;br /&gt;hehe.... quite an impression to have.... in year 6 i thought boys were strange hehehe... now, i think they are nice and sometimes more helpful than us females :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... that wasn't really that amusing... but you'll have to deal!!!!!!!! &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; I haven't seen many comments lately!!&lt;br /&gt;(and thanks kat for yours!!! :-) i was excited when i saw that you read my blog :-) :-)  )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love love&lt;br /&gt;jenny xox xox xox&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-110842201930165613?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/110842201930165613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=110842201930165613' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/110842201930165613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/110842201930165613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/02/hello-again.html' title='Hello again'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-110834464113371128</id><published>2005-02-13T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T17:30:41.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thinking</title><content type='html'>Hey people.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's time to blog since I am this window again. I don't know if there is anything to write... at least on here anyway. I think i start most of my blogs with that, but it's true. &lt;br /&gt;I'm still tired from Adam's 18th I think... and so emotions are flying high, I should really have a sleep today.&lt;br /&gt;It's valentines day... just another regular day for me, apart from the occasional msn flower (or 12 :-$) (thanks guys). I totally agree with alistair when he was talking about valentines day on his blog (which is http://alistairhasablog.blogspot.com (how's that for advertising :-P).  He was saying how in school they used to give out roses and stuff.. I think every year i knew I wouldn't get anything, but you'd still sit there and every time one got delivered you'd wonder if there was one for you. It sounds pathetic i know, but yeah.. so yeah.. that's my valentines day experience.. not that exciting. This year isn't really any more so - perhaps other than those msn flowers :-) and presentation night tonight could be fun hehe.. YaY for sarah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People have gone away... and stuff... it's relatively boring at home.. sitting here at the computer with Alex (the bear), i'm sure he'll be next to me most of today... something about this bear that's just nice to cuddle, maybe it's cause he's so soft and squishes well hehe. I can just hear the laughter now. But yeah, people are away, only a few people online, i should do the housework i said i would today... if i get it done then i can be bored later and not now. Agh!!! what is with people on the radio saying "valentines day" every 3 seconds.. it's like..ok just shut up!!! except i htink i am actually going to turn it off so i don't have to hear it! And i don't feel like going walking again - too hot.. so radio goes off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok new philosophy, this one is on guys hugs. I know about 4 guys who will actually hug you like it means something, like i'm sure you all mean stuff by your hugs, but yeah it's just nice to have a real hug occasionally... so go you good huggers!&lt;br /&gt;haha i think that thought must have been brought about by alex or monty or something.. (alex cause i'm huggin him now and monty cause he's a cuddle plant).. again.. i can hear the laughter.&lt;br /&gt;Writing in this is really good for me at the moment, i'll probably go and write in my other diary straight after this... i started my new one yesterday :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i'll stop boring you with my random babble, i'll go do some house work first i think, then sit down over lunch and write in my diary....&lt;br /&gt;Love &lt;br /&gt;Jenny&lt;br /&gt;xox xox xox xox xox xox (to all of you who are my valentine(s)!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-110834464113371128?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/110834464113371128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=110834464113371128' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/110834464113371128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/110834464113371128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/02/thinking.html' title='thinking'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816698.post-110811092234572802</id><published>2005-02-11T00:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T00:35:22.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monty, the pink and green hypoestos</title><content type='html'>Hello all, I think it is time that I introduce you to the newest member of my family, Monty, the pink and green hypoestos. He's a plant... a beautiful one at that... that pick and green together.. soo pretty. Also known as a cuddle plant :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monty however has a situation most unfortunate to himself.. and that is that his trusty side kick who always supports him right from his roots, does not have a name... that's right, monty has an un-named pot. This is a rather large dilema since I cannot think of an appropriate name for Monty's pot. So i have decided to hold a competition for the name of Monty's pot.&lt;br /&gt;Some suggested names were Aurora... quite lovely i think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex the bear has also made good friends with Monty and as we speak is sitting next to him. So I'd formally like to welcome Monty the pink and green hypoestos (cuddle plant) to my family and i'm sure that he will be a wonderful plant, particularly after the loss of Ferdy my fern.. who was taken to mummy's work this term. I miss you ferdy.. and george the red donkey.. ::tear:: I must be strong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe. Today I went to the movies with Bec and Sarah and we saw Raise your voice.. now for all of you who are going.. haha who would see that.. i'd just like to comment that i thought it would be lame, however it really really is a good movie with things worth saying. And i cried, so it's gotta be good :-)&lt;br /&gt;Then we went shopping for Monty and un-named pot... and for a present for adam.. heehhehehehehe.... oh and bec part of it broke.. :-( but it's not a vital part :-)&lt;br /&gt;And then we went to Alistair's house. It was good - had lots of fun and stuff.. hahha.. don't you love my vaugeness hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok well time to go put Monty to bed, so he can settle into his surroundings... :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Jenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XoX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816698-110811092234572802?l=jenfafa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/feeds/110811092234572802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8816698&amp;postID=110811092234572802' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/110811092234572802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816698/posts/default/110811092234572802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenfafa.blogspot.com/2005/02/monty-pink-and-green-hypoestos.html' title='Monty, the pink and green hypoestos'/><author><name>Jenfafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17703186063139743154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.rwts.com.au/d/11610-2/jenjenhn1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
