<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471</id><updated>2011-04-22T13:22:10.765+12:00</updated><category term='singleness'/><category term='music'/><category term='brilliant'/><category term='scandinavian water possums'/><title type='text'>An insight into my mind</title><subtitle type='html'>Well, here it is, an insight into my mind! Now those of you who know me probably allready have had more of an insight into my mind than you can handle, just by knowing me! But hey, if you (that is those of you that I personally know) want to talk to me about anything I've written on here, feel free! I'm always keen for a chat!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-5546832789461398516</id><published>2008-05-15T20:28:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T20:28:19.675+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Fainting Goats</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/we9_CdNPuJg' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/we9_CdNPuJg'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-5546832789461398516?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/5546832789461398516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=5546832789461398516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/5546832789461398516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/5546832789461398516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2008/05/fainting-goats.html' title='Fainting Goats'/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-4474171692351827192</id><published>2008-02-27T22:50:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T22:57:23.424+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>music and musing</title><content type='html'>.To carry on the whole switchfoot theme - this is from jon foreman on his myspace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lately music has been my compass: it's neither the map, nor the road but a steady constant that can help me make sense of the both."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally true, that's one of the biggest things about how i view music put into words only a muso could!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish that I could count myself as more of a muso.. i mean i don't really play instruments, but i guess I can still count myself as one :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music is one of the biggest ways that I draw closer to God, it's amazing how much people bare their soul's in music which makes it just such a powerful medium..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of people don't understand how music can mean so much to someone but I'm sure some of you do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-4474171692351827192?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/4474171692351827192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=4474171692351827192&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/4474171692351827192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/4474171692351827192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2008/02/music-and-musing.html' title='music and musing'/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-860126570566770323</id><published>2007-12-21T09:22:00.001+13:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T09:22:57.589+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Schuster - Rookie fireman prank</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/q6CsVErcXvs' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/q6CsVErcXvs'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-860126570566770323?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/860126570566770323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=860126570566770323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/860126570566770323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/860126570566770323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2007/12/schuster-rookie-fireman-prank.html' title='Schuster - Rookie fireman prank'/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-3458734065563641721</id><published>2007-12-04T18:40:00.001+13:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T18:42:03.199+13:00</updated><title type='text'>My song to God (stolen from switchfoot)</title><content type='html'>Let that be enough - Switchfoot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I had what I needed&lt;br /&gt;To be on my own&lt;br /&gt;Cause I feel so defeated&lt;br /&gt;And I’m feeling alone&lt;br /&gt;And it all seems so helpless&lt;br /&gt;And I have no plans&lt;br /&gt;I’m a plane in the sunset&lt;br /&gt;With no where to land&lt;br /&gt;And all I see&lt;br /&gt;It could never make me happy&lt;br /&gt;And all my sandcastles&lt;br /&gt;Spend their time collapsing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know that you hear me&lt;br /&gt;Let me know your touch&lt;br /&gt;Let me know that you love me&lt;br /&gt;Let that be enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s my birthday tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;No one here could know&lt;br /&gt;I was born this thursday&lt;br /&gt;Twenty-two years ago&lt;br /&gt;And I feel stuck watching history repeating&lt;br /&gt;Oh am I just a kid who knows he’s needy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know that you hear me&lt;br /&gt;Let me know your touch&lt;br /&gt;Let me know that you love me&lt;br /&gt;Let that be enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know that you hear me&lt;br /&gt;Let me know your touch&lt;br /&gt;Let me know that you love me&lt;br /&gt;Let that be enough&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-3458734065563641721?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/3458734065563641721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=3458734065563641721&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/3458734065563641721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/3458734065563641721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-song-to-god-stolen-from-switchfoot.html' title='My song to God (stolen from switchfoot)'/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-4091203362622066532</id><published>2007-09-02T14:26:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T14:28:39.934+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Let your love</title><content type='html'>Let your love be strong, and I don't care what goes down.&lt;br /&gt;Let your love be strong enough to weather through the thunder cloud&lt;br /&gt;Fury and thunder clap like stealing the fire from your eyes&lt;br /&gt;All of my world hanging on your love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it start tonight&lt;br /&gt;When my world explodes, when my stars touch the ground&lt;br /&gt;Falling down like broken satellites&lt;br /&gt;All of my world resting on your love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let your love be strong - Switchfoot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-4091203362622066532?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/4091203362622066532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=4091203362622066532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/4091203362622066532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/4091203362622066532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2007/09/let-your-love.html' title='Let your love'/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-8937988186163500116</id><published>2007-08-20T17:37:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T17:40:04.197+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At a Flight of the Conchords Band photo shoot. (on episode 6 of their TV series)&lt;br /&gt;"germaine, you look depressed, smile." - Murray (band manager)&lt;br /&gt;"I'm supposed to I'm in a band." - Germaine&lt;br /&gt;yus. Go FOTC!&lt;br /&gt;rocks my socks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-8937988186163500116?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/8937988186163500116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=8937988186163500116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/8937988186163500116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/8937988186163500116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2007/08/at-flight-of-conchords-band-photo-shoot.html' title=''/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-5380642929319072714</id><published>2007-08-19T13:34:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T13:37:31.038+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Life and love and why - &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;switchfoot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life and love and why&lt;br /&gt;Child adult then die&lt;br /&gt;All of your hoping and all of your searching for what?&lt;br /&gt;Ask me for what am I living and what gives me strength that i'm willing to die for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take away from me this monstrosity&lt;br /&gt;'Cause my futile thinking's not gonna solve nothing tonight&lt;br /&gt;Ask me for what am I living and what gives me strength that I’m willing to die for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be this?&lt;br /&gt;Could it be bliss?&lt;br /&gt;Could it be all that I ever had missed?&lt;br /&gt;Could it be true?&lt;br /&gt;Can life be new?&lt;br /&gt;And can I be used?&lt;br /&gt;Can I be used?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me a reason for life and for death&lt;br /&gt;And a reason for drowning while I hold my breath&lt;br /&gt;Something to laugh at a reason to cry&lt;br /&gt;With everyone hopeless and hoping for something to hope for&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, with something to hope for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be true?&lt;br /&gt;Can life be new?&lt;br /&gt;Could it be all that I am is in You?&lt;br /&gt;Could it be this?&lt;br /&gt;Could it be bliss?&lt;br /&gt;Can it be You?&lt;br /&gt;Can it be You?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sure, this isn't the best switchfoot song ever, musically or lyrically. But i think it's pretty good.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And i do think the lyrics touch on an issue which is not spoken about often enough, our search for purpose.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love the line '&lt;strong&gt;Could it be all that I am is in You?'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-5380642929319072714?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/5380642929319072714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=5380642929319072714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/5380642929319072714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/5380642929319072714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2007/08/life-and-love-and-why-switchfoot.html' title=''/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-499794097695859621</id><published>2007-08-14T13:13:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T13:29:24.293+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just saw something at Bible college which got me thinking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they have a memorial grove 'martyr's grove' dedicated to 5 BCNZ (bible college of NZ) graduates who have died at the hands of others,while actively serving God on the overseas mission field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got me thinking a little bit about martyrdom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what would it be like to be put in a situation where it was Jesus or death?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could you possibly make the choice to make the ultimate sacrifice in the name of Jesus Christ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, on the other hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could you not?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the lord, who reigns forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the one that has saved this world from its wretched state, brought us out of the pit that we were helplessly stuck in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the one who gave his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The least that we can do is give our lives as living sacrifices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if this results in death, so be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to think that were i put in a situation where I had to make that ultimate sacrifice, i would choose death, over life knowing that I'd as good as trampled on the saviour who gave his life for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But would I:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can't even commit my days to him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can't even commit my hours to him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I refuse to listen to his commands?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can't even follow in his way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I struggle to follow his plan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can't even spend 20 mins a day drawing close to him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can't hear his voice? If I'm not even listening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then how could I possibly make this ultimate sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Hebrews 12:25See to it that you do not refuse him who speaks. If they did not escape when they refused him who warned them on earth, how much less will we, if we turn away from him who warns us from heaven? At that time his voice shook the earth, but now he has promised, "Once more I will shake not only the earth but also the heavens."The words "once more" indicate the removing of what can be shaken—that is, created things—so that what cannot be shaken may remain.&lt;br /&gt; Therefore, since we are receiving a kingdom that cannot be shaken, let us be thankful, and so worship God acceptably with reverence and awe, for our "God is a consuming fire."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my challange to myself... and to you if you choose to take it is to try to commit every day to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-499794097695859621?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/499794097695859621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=499794097695859621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/499794097695859621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/499794097695859621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-just-saw-something-at-bible-college.html' title=''/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-2247530631321042852</id><published>2007-08-08T20:17:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T20:17:31.104+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Backstreet Boys - Inconsolable [FULL]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/DfH-HzRIpWU' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/DfH-HzRIpWU'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yep. So backstreet boys are back in action.&lt;br /&gt;I actually really like this song :D &lt;br /&gt;Woohoo...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-2247530631321042852?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/2247530631321042852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=2247530631321042852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/2247530631321042852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/2247530631321042852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2007/08/backstreet-boys-inconsolable-full.html' title='Backstreet Boys - Inconsolable [FULL]'/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-2796947746051782485</id><published>2007-07-18T08:40:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T08:49:42.537+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Xtend 07.. best week of my life!</title><content type='html'>I got back on saturday night at mid-night from what has to be one of the best weeks of my life !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt so much about God at this camp called  Xtend (its a baptist youth camp held once a year, in tauranga!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things i learnt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Even though I thought that I'd stopped believing lies about myself, I still do, and I need to renounce those, and replace them with the truth that God wants to speak into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- It is sooo important that you are a real, honest + open person, so that people don't get the wrong idea about who you are.  It's sad, but true, that we act differently around different people, we shouldn't be afraid to let people see who we really are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nothing that we ever do is worthy of Jesus.  When we feel unworthy of God's love, its because we are! But only through JESUS! He makes us worthy, so when God looks at us, he sees something pure and blameless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The Bible is the living, active word of God, which needs to be meditated, chewed, eaten, consumed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- If you think you can't hear God's voice are you listening?! Because you can't recognise a voice that you never hear.  So spending time with God (in prayer + in listening) regularly is hugely important in order to actually be able to hear God's guidance for your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, that's pretty much what I learnt! And probably some other stuff too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was so awesome spending time worshipping God with others, and seeing people support each other when their friends were suffering, rejoicing with one another, responding to God and actively seeking God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INCREDIBLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever get the chance to go, I highly recommend it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-2796947746051782485?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/2796947746051782485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=2796947746051782485&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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done something right - Relient K&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should get jerseys cause we make a good team&lt;br /&gt;But yours would look better than mine&lt;br /&gt;Cause your out of my league&lt;br /&gt;And I know that it’s so cliche&lt;br /&gt;To tell you that everyday&lt;br /&gt;Spent with you is the new best day of my life&lt;br /&gt;Everyone watching us just turns away disgust&lt;br /&gt;This jealousy they can see that we’ve got it going on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’m racking my brain for a new improved way&lt;br /&gt;To let you know you’re more to me than what I know how say&lt;br /&gt;Your okay with the way this is going to be&lt;br /&gt;Cause this is going to be, the best thing we’ve ever seen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone could make me a better person, you could&lt;br /&gt;All I gotta say is I must have done something good&lt;br /&gt;You came along one day, and you re-arranged my life&lt;br /&gt;All I gotta say is I must have done something right,&lt;br /&gt;I must have done something right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe I’m just lucky cause it’s hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;Believe that somebody like you, end up with someone like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know that it’s so cliche&lt;br /&gt;To talk about you this way&lt;br /&gt;But I’ll push all my inhibitions aside&lt;br /&gt;It’s so very obvious to every one watching us&lt;br /&gt;That we have got something real good goin on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’m racking my brain for a new improved way&lt;br /&gt;To let you know you’re more to me than what I know how say&lt;br /&gt;Your okay with the way this is going to be&lt;br /&gt;Cause this is going to be, the best thing we’ve ever seen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is truly great :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-357987210516533982?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/357987210516533982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=357987210516533982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/357987210516533982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/357987210516533982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2007/07/very-special-song.html' title='Very special song..'/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-3933006603167657114</id><published>2007-07-01T16:58:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T13:42:19.152+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Masquerade..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/Roc18zZ_M8I/AAAAAAAAACU/LQ-h1qL5SHQ/s1600-h/meuchloe2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082090023218525122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/Roc18zZ_M8I/AAAAAAAAACU/LQ-h1qL5SHQ/s400/meuchloe2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; meeks, me, chloe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/Roc19DZ_M9I/AAAAAAAAACc/YPVPyvVYNUw/s1600-h/onemasktwopeople.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082090027513492434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/Roc19DZ_M9I/AAAAAAAAACc/YPVPyvVYNUw/s400/onemasktwopeople.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; its ha-uge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/Roc19TZ_M-I/AAAAAAAAACk/IaDCXHRxggQ/s1600-h/myfaceisfunny.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082090031808459746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/Roc19TZ_M-I/AAAAAAAAACk/IaDCXHRxggQ/s400/myfaceisfunny.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; she is a strange woman that one.. no, the other one :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/Roc19jZ_M_I/AAAAAAAAACs/-3pplEaQTK8/s1600-h/lemask.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082090036103427058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/Roc19jZ_M_I/AAAAAAAAACs/-3pplEaQTK8/s400/lemask.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; le masque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/Roc19zZ_NAI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ReYDNjlEZH8/s1600-h/lizmejulie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082090040398394370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/Roc19zZ_NAI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ReYDNjlEZH8/s400/lizmejulie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Masquerade.. paper faces on parade!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fantastic, masqeurade formal dinner at church :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;was great fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;spent the afternoon making masks/beautifying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then dinner :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then dancing like mad :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-3933006603167657114?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/3933006603167657114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=3933006603167657114&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/3933006603167657114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/3933006603167657114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2007/07/masquerade.html' title='Masquerade..'/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/Roc18zZ_M8I/AAAAAAAAACU/LQ-h1qL5SHQ/s72-c/meuchloe2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-6261162819568677726</id><published>2007-06-23T23:26:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T23:29:29.144+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes I wonder...</title><content type='html'>if God's the only one who thinks I'm beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even that doesn't help much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't comment on what I've said. i just wanted to complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-6261162819568677726?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/6261162819568677726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=6261162819568677726&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/6261162819568677726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/6261162819568677726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2007/06/sometimes-i-wonder.html' title='Sometimes I wonder...'/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-6958412953624243695</id><published>2007-05-31T20:58:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T21:02:32.391+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stolen from anchor and braille's blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when a scorpion stings your hand.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there once was a hindu holy man who saw a scorpion floundering around in the water. he decided to save it by stretching out his finger. but the scorpion stung him. the man still tried to get the scorpion out of the water, but the scorpion stung him again. a man nearby told him to stop saving the scorpion that kept stinging him. but the holy man said, "it is the nature of the scorpion to sting. it is my nature my love. why should i give up my nature to love just because it is the nature of the scorpion to sting?"it should be our nature to love regardless of who we are, regardless of what has been done to us. its hard. i know. trust me. people are always going to sting you. they are going to rip into your character. they are going to be the ones in the platform telling you that your views are wrong. they are going to be in the pulpits pointing fingers in judgement. they are going to be the ones who hold your whole race responsible for the actions of one person's actions.but that doesn't give you the right to despise; for hate for those who hate is still hate. in spite of those who may sting you remain in what you know to be your nature. love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this sooo fully applies to God too.&lt;br /&gt;isn't that cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone who hasn't heard of anchor and braille, they should have.&lt;br /&gt;it's stephen christian's (anberlin frontman/leadsinger) solo project.&lt;br /&gt;it's incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/woodwaterrecords"&gt;www.myspace.com/woodwaterrecords&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/anchorandbraille"&gt;www.myspace.com/anchorandbraille&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_iGspJYTx1k"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_iGspJYTx1k" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-7591191210152776750</id><published>2007-05-22T22:21:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T22:23:26.104+12:00</updated><title type='text'>what hurts the most.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;What hurts the most&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Was being so close&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And having so much to say&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And watching you walk away&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And never knowing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What could have been&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And not seeing that loving you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Is what I was tryin' to do&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rascal flatts.&lt;/strong&gt; - What hurts the most&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-7591191210152776750?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/7591191210152776750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=7591191210152776750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/7591191210152776750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/7591191210152776750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-hurts-most.html' title='what hurts the most.'/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-9048804018958485923</id><published>2007-05-21T22:52:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T23:06:15.205+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brilliant'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/RlF6naRF22I/AAAAAAAAACM/vKSB_Ha4G3c/s1600-h/brilliant1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066965873253014370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/RlF6naRF22I/AAAAAAAAACM/vKSB_Ha4G3c/s400/brilliant1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;has any one else seen this series of brilliant! cards.&lt;br /&gt;they are brilliant!&lt;br /&gt;like emo spiderman.&lt;br /&gt;in fact the whole spiderman movie. brilliant. just brilliant. * sweeps fringe over forehead while pouting *&lt;br /&gt;by brilliant i mean, that you can not keep a straight face or take it seriously because it's just so funny.&lt;br /&gt;no matter if it's meant to be or not.&lt;br /&gt;like my reading story today (thanks to sam's strange/sick? mind)&lt;br /&gt;i could only keep a straight face wen reading it to a 3 and a half year old.&lt;br /&gt;or the quote "run into a friend in the street"&lt;br /&gt;i was going to add a slightly insensitive equation here. but then decided not to.&lt;br /&gt;i could do some hand motions.&lt;br /&gt;but you wouldn't see them&lt;br /&gt;so i give up.&lt;br /&gt;that is also brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;refuse to be put in a basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is brilliantly ambiguous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is a brilliantly large word (Although not funny, maybe the normal definition of brilliant applies here).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is anyone else confused?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would just like to ask this simple question for your comments: Is it ever possible to seperate your perception of a certain 'truth' from the truth itself.&lt;br /&gt;could you ever know the 'truth' of something without your perception getting in the way?&lt;br /&gt;contrast how you can know 'love' or how you can know 'how a car works'.&lt;br /&gt;interesting isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;would be keen to hear your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;my horse is pretty too.&lt;br /&gt;prettier than yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you are brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;BRILLIANT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't worry. i don't actually think the question is simple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;i am being cheeky/annoying.&lt;br /&gt;from time to time this is allowable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-9048804018958485923?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/9048804018958485923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=9048804018958485923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/9048804018958485923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/9048804018958485923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2007/05/has-any-one-else-seen-this-series-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Random 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had plenty of time to think about it in the 36 hours that this song was stuck on my head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh dear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-3485087683966365519?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/3485087683966365519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=3485087683966365519&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/3485087683966365519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/3485087683966365519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-meta-narratively-shaped-chemical.html' title='My meta-narratively shaped chemical romance'/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-7319313399761369865</id><published>2007-03-18T14:28:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T14:30:40.723+12:00</updated><title type='text'>hugs all round</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/RfykGUAKEWI/AAAAAAAAABw/j5lzqOw4GLI/s1600-h/mollysheepchasing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043086111103652194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/RfykGUAKEWI/AAAAAAAAABw/j5lzqOw4GLI/s400/mollysheepchasing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chasing sheepies....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/RfykGUAKEXI/AAAAAAAAAB4/-Crtz4wKtZA/s1600-h/mollyprofile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043086111103652210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/RfykGUAKEXI/AAAAAAAAAB4/-Crtz4wKtZA/s400/mollyprofile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Soooooo purdy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/RfykGkAKEYI/AAAAAAAAACA/kk7OLxsUD1w/s1600-h/mollyhug2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043086115398619522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/RfykGkAKEYI/AAAAAAAAACA/kk7OLxsUD1w/s400/mollyhug2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hugs all round&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by the way, this is my horse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-7319313399761369865?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/7319313399761369865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=7319313399761369865&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/7319313399761369865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/7319313399761369865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043085625772347730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/RfyjqEAKEVI/AAAAAAAAABo/rg_Ka4m-R7E/s400/lecturenoteslol.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The product of a days hard lectures....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-3404688537700409720?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/3404688537700409720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=3404688537700409720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-5939215915789230404</id><published>2007-02-21T22:57:00.001+13:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T23:01:54.036+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>an earthquake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i didn't even feel it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a horse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time for some sanity sleep... see ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-5939215915789230404?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/5939215915789230404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=5939215915789230404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/5939215915789230404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/5939215915789230404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2007/02/earthquake.html' title=''/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-566908431740290398</id><published>2007-02-08T17:37:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T22:35:48.027+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Mountaintop Addiction</title><content type='html'>It's easy to get addicted to the mountaintop experiences of God - the camps, the spiritual highs&lt;br /&gt;This is my pondering on the topic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mountaintop Addiction&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mountaintop firelight&lt;br /&gt;Fan the flame in my soul&lt;br /&gt;Now I know he’s alive&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll run by his side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy come, easy go&lt;br /&gt;Not that way, I will grow&lt;br /&gt;Through the pain, through the fight&lt;br /&gt;Though nothing goes right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I can’t feel a thing&lt;br /&gt;Everything’s gone, There’s a hope&lt;br /&gt;Still alive, I know deep inside&lt;br /&gt;That its worth holding on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;When everything’s gone&lt;br /&gt;No trace, no shadow&lt;br /&gt;Played up on the wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still I hold on&lt;br /&gt;Still I hold on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the flood, through the fire&lt;br /&gt;Through the desert, the plain&lt;br /&gt;Till the numbness subsides&lt;br /&gt;I can feel him again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valleys of daylight&lt;br /&gt;Dull warming glow&lt;br /&gt;The flame in my soul&lt;br /&gt;Still alight, heart afloat&lt;br /&gt;I know my redeemer&lt;br /&gt;Is with me still now&lt;br /&gt;As I walk by his side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll hold on&lt;br /&gt;I’ll hold on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-566908431740290398?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/566908431740290398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=566908431740290398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/566908431740290398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/566908431740290398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2007/02/mountaintop-addiction.html' title='Mountaintop Addiction'/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-2363216541041006966</id><published>2007-01-31T22:20:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T22:21:50.500+13:00</updated><title type='text'>When I say..</title><content type='html'>When I say... "I am a Christian" I'm not shouting "I'm clean living" I'm whispering "I was lost" Now I'm found and I'm forgiven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say... "I am a Christian" I don't speak of this with pride. I'm confessing that I stumble and need CHRIST to be my guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say.... "I am a Christian" I'm not trying to be strong. I'm professing that I'm weak and need HIS strength to carry on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say... "I am a Christian" I'm not bragging of success. I'm admitting I have failed and need God to clean my mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say.... "I am a Christian" I'm not claiming to be perfect. My flaws are far too visible but, God believes I am worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say... "I am a Christian" I still feel the sting of pain. I have my share of heartaches So I call upon His name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say... "I am a Christian" I"m not holier than thou, I'm just a simple sinner who received God's good grace, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish more people would have this humbler view of our christianity, although it's of course so easier to slip into 'holier than thou' thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat are your views?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-2363216541041006966?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/2363216541041006966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=2363216541041006966&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/2363216541041006966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/2363216541041006966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2007/01/when-i-say.html' title='When I say..'/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-7039318745962815011</id><published>2007-01-30T17:54:00.001+13:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T18:08:05.550+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/Rb7Sk1ESD3I/AAAAAAAAABI/X81Ngxy6mHA/s1600-h/pictureofmeriding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025685764354215794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/Rb7Sk1ESD3I/AAAAAAAAABI/X81Ngxy6mHA/s400/pictureofmeriding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me on molly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/Rb7SlFESD4I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Vg4Tg2NNjmI/s1600-h/peace...jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025685768649183106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/Rb7SlFESD4I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Vg4Tg2NNjmI/s400/peace...jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Peace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-7039318745962815011?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/7039318745962815011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=7039318745962815011&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/7039318745962815011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/7039318745962815011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2007/01/me-on-molly.html' title=''/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/Rb7Sk1ESD3I/AAAAAAAAABI/X81Ngxy6mHA/s72-c/pictureofmeriding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-7143329968884370562</id><published>2007-01-16T09:24:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T18:09:42.202+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Some photos from horse camp...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/RavmeFESDyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Nw3sqnli8Kg/s1600-h/Picture+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020359614065151778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/RavmeFESDyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Nw3sqnli8Kg/s400/Picture+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me climbing hill on Lady Bug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/RavmfVESDzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/aYu_B8yh3AE/s1600-h/Picture+154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020359635539988274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/RavmfVESDzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/aYu_B8yh3AE/s400/Picture+154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Three of the (many) random random peoples at camp... haha Sam, Jesh and Beth ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/RavmfVESD0I/AAAAAAAAAAc/LM9VePcOGBc/s1600-h/Picture+160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020359635539988290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/RavmfVESD0I/AAAAAAAAAAc/LM9VePcOGBc/s400/Picture+160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aren't we all so hot... actually it was rather (Rach, Me, Katie, Alex, Kat and Betty in the front)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/RavmfVESD1I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_7HpdtsaA1I/s1600-h/Picture+178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020359635539988306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/RavmfVESD1I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_7HpdtsaA1I/s400/Picture+178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pretty morning... J-dog's photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/RavmflESD2I/AAAAAAAAAAs/XUJDdAryPDM/s1600-h/Picture+208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020359639834955618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/RavmflESD2I/AAAAAAAAAAs/XUJDdAryPDM/s400/Picture+208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Greased lightning... what more can i say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-7143329968884370562?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/7143329968884370562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=7143329968884370562&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/7143329968884370562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/7143329968884370562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2007/01/some-photos.html' title='Some photos from horse camp...'/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/RavmeFESDyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Nw3sqnli8Kg/s72-c/Picture+033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-4505018421728354469</id><published>2006-12-31T20:16:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T20:18:51.863+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Um... a post... mmm... wat to say....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eerrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ummmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not like it matters... no one reads this anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about I say: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Now... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Well, life is good... i'm about to leave 2mrw for horse camp!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And then i'm back for a week - working all week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And then i leave for another horse camp! This time I'm a leader at a little (y7-9) girls horse camp which will be fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Then parachute...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Then i work for 3 weeks before uni starts again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;That's life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So... Happy New Year! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-4505018421728354469?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/4505018421728354469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=4505018421728354469&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/4505018421728354469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/4505018421728354469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2006/12/um.html' title=''/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-1572846336114901167</id><published>2006-12-07T10:12:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T10:15:46.108+13:00</updated><title type='text'>the thief</title><content type='html'>Your eyes are full, full of the future of us&lt;br /&gt;The air changes as you look across at me in that wondering way&lt;br /&gt;it is as if I knew you before we spoke&lt;br /&gt;Do our hearts know something we don't?&lt;br /&gt;Conspiring, converging without giving us any say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sing me to sleep, talk down my walls&lt;br /&gt;Look through my windows as I wait&lt;br /&gt;You could be the thief I give the key to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're ruining me with secrets and gestures and looks&lt;br /&gt;With sonnets in second-hand books&lt;br /&gt;Playing the chords in me nobody knew how to play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sing me to sleep, talk down my walls&lt;br /&gt;Look through my windows as I wait&lt;br /&gt;You could be the thief I give the key to&lt;br /&gt;It fits in your hand like the water in rain&lt;br /&gt;It unlocks our two different selves and shows we are the same&lt;br /&gt;Rather than wait til I put me out for the taking&lt;br /&gt;You're breaking&lt;br /&gt;You're breaking into my heart... and I'm letting you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes are full, full of the future of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Brooke Fraser and a guitar... one of my favourite sounds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This gorgeous song of hers can speak for itself....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-1572846336114901167?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/1572846336114901167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=1572846336114901167&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/1572846336114901167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/1572846336114901167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2006/12/thief.html' title='the thief'/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-1580590927053867056</id><published>2006-11-24T13:41:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T13:52:30.613+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'ts been a month and a day... did you miss me?&lt;br /&gt;Bet you didn't...&lt;br /&gt;Well the reason that I've been so slack at updating lately is because life has just been sooo freakily stressful! Uni has been hectic, and i had a piano exam on wednesday, and a few stressful weeks at work to add to it all!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's over now!&lt;br /&gt;My piano exam went ok... altho i forgot easy scales, which sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Uni is finished!!! I survived first year uni!&lt;br /&gt;And work... well got lots to do still, but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some lyrics that kind of express a very common situation in christians, and i guess kind of describes the place that I have been in lately, and am trying to get out of!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be my Escape - Relient K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving up on giving up slowly&lt;br /&gt;I'm blending in, so you won't even know me&lt;br /&gt;Apart from this whole world that shares my fate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one last bullet you mention&lt;br /&gt;Is my one last shot at redemption&lt;br /&gt;Coz I know to live you must give your life away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been housing all this doubt, and insecurity&lt;br /&gt;I've been locked inside that house&lt;br /&gt;All the while you hold the key&lt;br /&gt;I've been dying to get out&lt;br /&gt;And that might be the death of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even though there's no way of knowing&lt;br /&gt;Where to go&lt;br /&gt;I promise I'm going because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I gotta get out of here,&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck inside this rut that I fell into by mistake&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I gotta get out of here,&lt;br /&gt;And i'm begging you, i'm begging you, i'm begging you&lt;br /&gt;to be my escape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've given up on doing this alone now&lt;br /&gt;I have failed, and I'm ready to be shown how&lt;br /&gt;You've shown me the way, I'm trying to get there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this life sentence that I'm serving&lt;br /&gt;I admit that I'm every bit deserving&lt;br /&gt;But the beauty of grace is that it makes life not fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been housing all this doubt, and insecurity&lt;br /&gt;I've been locked inside that house&lt;br /&gt;All the while you hold the key&lt;br /&gt;I've been dying to get out&lt;br /&gt;And that might be the death of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even though there's no way of knowing&lt;br /&gt;Where to go&lt;br /&gt;I promise I'm going because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I gotta get out of here,&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid that this complacency, is something I can't shake&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I gotta get out of here,&lt;br /&gt;And i'm begging you, i'm begging you, i'm begging you&lt;br /&gt;to be my escape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a hostage, to my own humanity&lt;br /&gt;Self detained and forced to live in this mess of me&lt;br /&gt;And all I'm asking is for you to do, what you can with me&lt;br /&gt;But I can't ask you to give what you already gave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been housing all this doubt, and insecurity&lt;br /&gt;I've been locked inside that house&lt;br /&gt;All the while you hold the key&lt;br /&gt;I've been dying to get out&lt;br /&gt;And that might be the death of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even though there's no way of knowing&lt;br /&gt;Where to goI promise I'm going because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I gotta get out of here,I'm stuck inside this rut that i fell into by mistake&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I gotta get out of here,&lt;br /&gt;And i'm begging you, i'm begging you, i'm begging youto be my escape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fought you for so long, I should have let you win&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how we regret those things we do&lt;br /&gt;All I was trying to do was save my own skin&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but so were you,&lt;br /&gt;So were you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-1580590927053867056?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/1580590927053867056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=1580590927053867056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/1580590927053867056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/1580590927053867056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-been-month-and-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-111669068797553124</id><published>2006-10-23T19:13:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T19:21:20.105+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10...</title><content type='html'>Bad pick up lines.. except not 'pick-up' in the bad sense of the word.... 'pick-up' in the sense of getting a girl to notice you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway here goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry me and monique came up with these... and it's sad the number of these that came out of things i said to her brother haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Hey you're pigeon toed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  You have a wart on your elbow *in a creepy french accent*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  IT's not what's on your head that attracts me to you, it's whats in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. you're like a flash of lightning, but not as bright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  My grandma and her friends were looking at photos of you the other day and were amazed at how good looking you've become&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  I didn't mean to play footsies with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  You look like your mum/dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do I look good in your sisters hat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  Light travels faster than sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  You're so smart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i apologise profusely (hehe i love that word...) i wrote another post on paper... and was saving it until i could be bothered typing it up and now i've lost it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry... you'll have to survive until i find it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-111669068797553124?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/111669068797553124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=111669068797553124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/111669068797553124'/><link rel='self' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-766045724222763739?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/766045724222763739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=766045724222763739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/766045724222763739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/766045724222763739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-not-tired-really.html' title='i&apos;m not tired, really'/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-7966999602176801736</id><published>2006-10-14T12:26:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T12:27:15.532+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1511/3755/1600/amishvirus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1511/3755/400/amishvirus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this awesome...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-7966999602176801736?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/7966999602176801736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=7966999602176801736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/7966999602176801736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/7966999602176801736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2006/10/isnt-this-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-6482500072786032982</id><published>2006-10-12T19:24:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T19:28:05.990+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1511/3755/1600/auntyhelen.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1511/3755/320/auntyhelen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; wow, teacher's college is so sweet at the moment... this unit is one of those one's that make people think that teacher's college is just a piece of cake...when it's not&lt;br /&gt;it's actually a piece of pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i get to tell one of my favourite childhood stories on monday! so that should be good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha me and hot things... food... drinks ... are a really bad combination&lt;br /&gt;just ask sam to explain! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;catcha later....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch this space... a really juicy post coming soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-6482500072786032982?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/6482500072786032982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=6482500072786032982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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of musical mavelry!!!&lt;br /&gt;They send you free downloads and stuff.... it's very very exciting!&lt;br /&gt;It's funny, this week i got sent a free download from a little kiwi band... who is making a name for themselves in america 'Detour 180' quite cool i must say&lt;br /&gt;although my 2nd cousin's not in the band anymore... so there goes my claim to fame!&lt;br /&gt;anyways, heres a link&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hearitfirst.com"&gt;http://www.hearitfirst.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reality, I'm only doing this to win a competition... but all of the above is completely true!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-8585853033768183387?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/8585853033768183387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=8585853033768183387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/8585853033768183387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/8585853033768183387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2006/10/well-hey-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-1717113959522981878</id><published>2006-10-06T23:22:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T23:24:39.304+13:00</updated><title type='text'>RAAAAR!!!</title><content type='html'>i got attacked by a killer spider today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only it turned out it was a wasp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness it was a cold, sleepy wasp who didn't get aggravated by my:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;galloping across the backyard to get dad to save my life&lt;br /&gt;spasmodic spasming&lt;br /&gt;writhing&lt;br /&gt;and yell[ow]ing 'GET IT OFF, GET IT OFF!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twas fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;specially when my darling daddy saved my life.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was the best part&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-1717113959522981878?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/1717113959522981878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=1717113959522981878&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/1717113959522981878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/1717113959522981878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2006/10/raaaar.html' title='RAAAAR!!!'/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-8367724873951959957</id><published>2006-10-06T23:10:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T23:22:21.745+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons from the Garden</title><content type='html'>Well i was gardening today... for the second time this week!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today it was my garden i was demolishing and rebuilding... was kinda fun except for the time constraints....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking about weeds... no not WEED! weeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was thinking, 'how come they are weeds, how are they any different to the rest of the plants'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realised ' we call them weeds because the spread easily and don't have pretty flowers'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is pretty much the essence of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly i became all philosophical (OOOOO big word) and was thinking about life... and weeds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the people 'weeds' in life are the outcasts, the ones who are different from us, the ones who 'don't have pretty flowers'  and the get pulled out of normal society and chucked in the dump... or the gutter as the case may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that Sad! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? just because they are different from us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's be nice (as much as i hate that word) and kind people and be friendly towards people who are different from us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are what makes the world an interesting place&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-8367724873951959957?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/8367724873951959957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=8367724873951959957&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/8367724873951959957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/8367724873951959957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2006/10/lessons-from-garden.html' title='Lessons from the Garden'/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-2562436060749456770</id><published>2006-10-04T17:34:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T17:35:34.986+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Can i break the spell...</title><content type='html'>...of the typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very cool song i found today 'typical' by mute math, a very cool band!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check them out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.purevolume.com/mutemath"&gt;www.purevolume.com/mutemath&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fantastic....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-2562436060749456770?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/2562436060749456770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=2562436060749456770&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/2562436060749456770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/2562436060749456770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2006/10/can-i-break-spell.html' title='Can i break the spell...'/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-7075996016418837892</id><published>2006-10-02T23:05:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T23:07:14.192+13:00</updated><title type='text'>pizza....</title><content type='html'>pizza.... an interesting topic to ponder, at the best of times... why does the topping always fall off?????? WHY? WHY????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't the cheese supposed to stick it on... and the tomato sauce...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and OSTRICHES DON'T LIVE IN HOLES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-7075996016418837892?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/7075996016418837892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=7075996016418837892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/7075996016418837892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/7075996016418837892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2006/10/pizza.html' title='pizza....'/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-2558996462266985035</id><published>2006-10-02T22:25:00.001+13:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T22:32:13.863+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey everyone... i just remembered a very funny thing that happened on saturday night... i went bowling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop laughing, that wasn't the joke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it was a part of it, i went bowling and in the process of being very focussed with forward motion, of both myself and the bowling ball... i managed to, at the height of my backwards swing... drop the ball!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes sirreeee that's right, I dropped a bowling ball backwards in the process of trying to put the bowling down the lane ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just learnt a new pick up line... 'you haven't lived in New Zealand your whole life, have you? '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanx to meeks squeeks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-2558996462266985035?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/2558996462266985035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=2558996462266985035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/2558996462266985035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/2558996462266985035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2006/10/hey-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-6855374315838328539</id><published>2006-10-01T22:02:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T22:05:43.256+13:00</updated><title type='text'>october...</title><content type='html'>wow, my first post for october... this year has flown by, although i must say that this has been one of my best years thanx to my masters mates... love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;Twas a mint storm today one of the lightning strikes was so close i only got to one-higelty... before it struck! Pretty cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Australia has the meanest electrical storms... when i lived in Brisbane we had some amazing tropical lightning storms... they'd make the whole house shake hardcore and you'd get kind of scared..... but they were fun all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was the time when we were out driving and it was overcast (but not raining) and all of a sudden it poured so hard dad couldn't see the road at all and had to slowly and carefully pull into a side street... twas an experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, hope october sees you all well and happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing out for the night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-6855374315838328539?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/6855374315838328539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=6855374315838328539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/6855374315838328539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/6855374315838328539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2006/10/october.html' title='october...'/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-8664678015704484447</id><published>2006-09-27T16:45:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T16:51:46.670+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Mr Sun!</title><content type='html'>I apologise profusely if i have gotten annoying i-can't-believe-i-remember-that barney songs stuck on your head.... but isn't it fantastic that the sun came out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's soooo nice... except for when i am sitting in front of the computer hurting my eyes in the coldest part of the house so i can get my assignment done so i can have a holiday. * breaths*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, big news! I handed it in!!!!! YAY like almost 2 weeks early! (i'm not a geek really!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i got kutless' new CD hearts of the innocent - from Julie for my birthday with the money she gave me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's fantastic.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay.... im' happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, how are you? comment please!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-8664678015704484447?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/8664678015704484447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=8664678015704484447&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/8664678015704484447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/8664678015704484447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2006/09/oh-mr-sun.html' title='Oh Mr Sun!'/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-5692623914234550428</id><published>2006-09-17T11:33:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T11:36:19.468+12:00</updated><title type='text'>haven't been around much....</title><content type='html'>Hey all, sorry I haven't posted in the last week (although it's not like anyone reads this anyway!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been pretty busy with assignments and work and stuff... at uni we've been studying theology and it's implications for education.  I've really been enjoying it, I love having deep theological discussions.  You can check out some of the discussions at &lt;a href="http://www.ew12god.blogspot.com"&gt;www.ew12god.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What fantastic fun....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;catcha later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-5692623914234550428?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/5692623914234550428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=5692623914234550428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/5692623914234550428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/5692623914234550428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2006/09/havent-been-around-much.html' title='haven&apos;t been around much....'/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-4685972819175360239</id><published>2006-09-11T10:42:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T00:45:42.328+12:00</updated><title type='text'>The stars are blind?</title><content type='html'>Well, i thought i'd help poor old paris out with her song writing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought this was a little more appropriate considering the musicianship of her song  'stars ar blind'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though my label's crazy&lt;br /&gt;Even though my fans are deaf&lt;br /&gt;If you show me real music baby&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you my try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No seriously, I really think that this girl needs prayer...  let's pray that some christian can get into her inner circle and show her where to find true happiness ( a.k.a not making really bad music to try to get more famous, if that's even possible!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-4685972819175360239?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/4685972819175360239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=4685972819175360239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/4685972819175360239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/4685972819175360239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2006/09/stars-are-blind.html' title='The stars are blind?'/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-7444066983477027776</id><published>2006-09-10T11:35:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T11:38:33.947+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Think of nice things...</title><content type='html'>on friday i went to a funeral, one of my friend's grandads died last week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funerals always put life into perspective a bit, and make me think (and make me cry&lt;span &gt;!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope people will be saying good things about me at my funeral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Btw, I hope you don't get scared off by the amount of stuff on my blog! I just tend to vent on here, so don't feel like it's all or none! Also I'd love to hear you guys' comments!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-7444066983477027776?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/7444066983477027776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=7444066983477027776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/7444066983477027776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/7444066983477027776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2006/09/think-of-nice-things.html' title='Think of nice things...'/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-2003465622967385869</id><published>2006-09-08T12:07:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T12:08:04.832+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rev rev black car&lt;br /&gt;have you any petrol?&lt;br /&gt;no driver, no driver&lt;br /&gt;it's too expensive&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-2003465622967385869?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/2003465622967385869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=2003465622967385869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/2003465622967385869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/2003465622967385869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2006/09/rev-rev-black-car-have-you-any-petrol.html' title=''/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-3987891596008842232</id><published>2006-09-05T19:33:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T19:37:33.104+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yet another post spawned from my course at the moment, it's very thought provoking stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a free verse poem contemplating on/praying to God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, you are truly great, loving and holy&lt;br /&gt;          but you are so much more than that&lt;br /&gt;Your incredible glory is shown through creation&lt;br /&gt;          but you are so much more than that&lt;br /&gt;Your actions speak of your goodness and grace&lt;br /&gt;          but you are so much more than that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have taken your image&lt;br /&gt;              photocopied it&lt;br /&gt;                    cut it up&lt;br /&gt;into a jigsaw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now we piece it back together&lt;br /&gt;the end result&lt;br /&gt;but an image&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of an image-less God&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;           a drop&lt;br /&gt;                in an ocean&lt;br /&gt;          a ray&lt;br /&gt;                of an infinite sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We try to understand you&lt;br /&gt;          but you are so much more than that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-3987891596008842232?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/3987891596008842232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=3987891596008842232&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/3987891596008842232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/3987891596008842232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2006/09/yet-another-post-spawned-from-my-course.html' title=''/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-9019638032998368308</id><published>2006-09-05T18:18:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T18:19:41.667+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This was written as a part of the unit we are doing at teachers college at the moment. We have to get involved in a blog (&lt;a href="http://www.ew12god.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.ew12god.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;) and we are asked to answer 5 questions over the course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This was the first one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://ew12god.blogspot.com/2006/09/question-1-if-god-created-everything.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Question 1: If GOD created everything, did he also create evil?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are more than a few conundrums in the Bible and our theology - one such paradox is the existence of Satan and demons, and evil. Did GOD create these beings? Did He create evil? How would you respond to a person who says, I can't believe in GOD, look at all the suffering, pain and evil in the world? Imagine you lived in AID's ravaged Uganda - everyone you knew, dying around you? Could you believe and love a GOD who would allow this? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my answer:&lt;br /&gt;God is the creator of everything. The bible clearly shows that. However, I do not believe that this means he created evil. God created goodness and fellowship with him. He created us to love him, but he did not want jus robots who talk about how much they love God. He wanted intelligent, thinking beings that would make the choice to love God. Thus, he gave Adam and Eve the choice to obey his command to not eat from the tree or to disobey that command, and suffer the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;The choice that Adam and Eve made to eat from that tree was a choice to do evil, and a choice to follow satan.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, satan and the demons were created by God. But he did not make them to be what they are today. But the angels, like humans, were given rational minds and free will to turn away from God's love and to fall into sin.&lt;br /&gt;A very controversial passage about satan's fall out of heaven is ezekiel 28. some say that this is about satan and others say it is about the King of Tyre which is referred to in v 1. I did a little bit of web research on this topic and have discovered two different viewpoints about the passage, both backed up convincingly and biblically.&lt;br /&gt;The viewpoint that supports this passage being about satan argue that this is a passage exemplifying ‘double fulfilment’. this means that the verse was about an earthly king but also refers to satan’s fall out of heaven. They back this up by saying that the language in the passage is obviously also referring to a celestial being, as it says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" `You were the model of perfection,&lt;br /&gt;full of wisdom and perfect in beauty. 13You were in Eden,&lt;br /&gt;the garden of God… You were anointed as a guardian cherub, for so I ordained you…You were blameless in your ways from the day you were created till wickedness was found in you… So I drove you in disgrace from the mount of God, and I expelled you, O guardian cherub, from among the fiery stones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What man is perfect? The bible says “For all have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God” (Rom 3:23). They argue that this shows that the passage is about Satan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also the words ‘mount of God’ was apparently imagery for the throne of God, not a place where a mere man would be. On the other hand, the cherubim were the angels who guarded the throne of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if this were about Satan, wouldn’t God say that? Or is this all a part of the unfolding metanarrative, this hidden meaning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, others argue that this song used hyperbolic (hugely exaggerated) language to make a mockery of this king. They say that verse 12 “Son of man, make a song of grief for the king of Tyre, and say to him..." does not mean make a sad song about the king of Tyre, but make a song that is mocking of him and will cause him grief. They go on to say that the verses mentioned above show that this guy thought way too highly of himself, through a kind of sarcastic poetry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then why God put in the bible something that would so easily lead people astray?&lt;br /&gt;So what do you guys think of this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 14 is another one of these controversial ‘double fulfillment’ passages.&lt;br /&gt;There are other passages that speak of Satan’s turn away from God( Revelation 12:7-9 being the only example that I have at the moment, but I think there are more, don’t quote me on this one), that are more specifically about Satan, and this would make me think that, for us, having the fully unfolded metanarrative that God would want us to look back at passages like Isaiah 14 and Ezekiel 28 and see that there was this extra meaning behind it, and have a more fuller understanding of what satan did through this.&lt;br /&gt;But I really don’t know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, do you think that Satan’s fall from heaven occurred before creation?&lt;br /&gt;I think that it must have for satan to have manifested in the body of the serpent at Eden. But I don’t really know, was thinking about that today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The funniest thing is that the comment was supposed to be around 50 words! haha&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-9019638032998368308?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/9019638032998368308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=9019638032998368308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/9019638032998368308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/9019638032998368308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-was-written-as-part-of-unit-we-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-5556936805447024464</id><published>2006-09-04T19:52:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T19:56:39.258+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Why is the opposite of highly not lowly?</title><content type='html'>Or is it.... Serious questions to be pondering on the way back from my bro and I's road trip out to burger fuel for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and my 2 hours last night still to go on my assignment did turn into a bit more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's just say that I didn't get much sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Xtend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got my CD of photos and it made me want to be back there.... I might actually email some Xtend people now that I remembered about it. I've been meaning to for ages, but y'know the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe you don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have great sleeps (well, i'm going to be off to bed soon anyway, i tired)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-5556936805447024464?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/5556936805447024464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=5556936805447024464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/5556936805447024464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/5556936805447024464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2006/09/why-is-opposite-of-highly-not-lowly.html' title='Why is the opposite of highly not lowly?'/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-1158690787486708879</id><published>2006-09-04T19:45:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T19:52:23.887+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Crikey, he's dead?</title><content type='html'>Well, very sad news guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Crocodile Hunter has died, no jokes.&lt;br /&gt;He was killed when he was punctured in the chest with a stingray barb while shooting an underwater documentary in Northern Queensland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I didn't really like the guy, because of his brash and abrasive style, I'm still sad. &lt;br /&gt;I know it has come to a shock to the whole world, and I can't even begin to imagine how his family would be feeling right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my bro said dat he had died, I thought he was joking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I mean, that is to be expected when you cheat death for a living, but he was so good at it, that you'd think he was just about invincible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-1158690787486708879?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/1158690787486708879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=1158690787486708879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/1158690787486708879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/1158690787486708879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2006/09/crikey-hes-dead.html' title='Crikey, he&apos;s dead?'/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-6321043243218376890</id><published>2006-09-04T00:08:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T00:11:10.759+12:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't need a mood ring... my fingernails do it all for me</title><content type='html'>Just take a look at them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... well OK don't, you really don't want to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stressed and if you saw them you could tell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stressed because I put preparing a church service (which was on tonight) above assignments and now I'm going to have a looooong night trying to get my stupid assignment done.  Well OK maybe only two more hours... hopefully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why i'm on blogger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your logic is flawed" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah humbug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"DON'T TELL ME THAT!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-6321043243218376890?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/6321043243218376890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=6321043243218376890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/6321043243218376890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/6321043243218376890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-dont-need-mood-ring-my-fingernails-do.html' title='I don&apos;t need a mood ring... my fingernails do it all for me'/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-7491968105965911173</id><published>2006-08-31T23:10:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T23:12:05.568+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scandinavian water possums'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All I have to say is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who let the squirells out? Who? Who? Who? Who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, that's a lie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I have to say (before I go to bed) is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who let the squirells and scandinavian water possums out? Who? Who? Who? Who?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-7491968105965911173?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/7491968105965911173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=7491968105965911173&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/7491968105965911173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/7491968105965911173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2006/08/all-i-have-to-say-is-who-let-squirells.html' title=''/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-7111287639226223628</id><published>2006-08-30T22:54:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T23:02:55.901+12:00</updated><title type='text'>adventures...</title><content type='html'>Well, after my adventures waiting AN HOUR! at the bus stop:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freezing cold,&lt;br /&gt;scarf wrapped around my face making me look shifty&lt;br /&gt;with it starting to rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the bus finally coming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a VERY unwanted massage on the bus... if you know what I mean, you know the good ol' great north road potholes... great fun... NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I tried to go to starbucks at Lyn Mall... which btw only has a B food safety rating now (displayed by the door, why would you do that with only a B!) and was also closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought, I'll go to McCafe and get a Hot Chocolate to warm me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I walk in&lt;br /&gt;I look at the menu&lt;br /&gt;I see a sign saying 'winter warmers' and I see something delectable looking called 'Cookies &amp;amp; Cream Frappe'.&lt;br /&gt;Now bearing in mind that I am no coffee connoiuseur (or however you spell that word, silly French!)&lt;br /&gt;I ordered this 'frappe'.&lt;br /&gt;When I get it, I take a sip, to realise that it was... ICY... COLD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for their 'WINTER WARMERS'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would they put an iced drink on a menu called that.... i mean... honestly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO WOULD DO THAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well folks, we all know the answer to that question don't we, McD's would!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't forget folks, SHEEK SHAFE SHELTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or better yet, SHEEP SHAVE SHMELTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me, ask an ask-pop&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-7111287639226223628?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/7111287639226223628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=7111287639226223628&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/7111287639226223628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/7111287639226223628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2006/08/adventures.html' title='adventures...'/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-7996299419561084494</id><published>2006-08-30T22:40:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T22:54:41.739+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to the bus</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;For the director of music&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To the tune of Never Alone - Barlow Girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited for the bus, today&lt;br /&gt;But it didn't show, Oh no&lt;br /&gt;I needed it, to take me home&lt;br /&gt;So where did it go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They told me to go to the bus stop&lt;br /&gt;Said it'd be there&lt;br /&gt;and I just haven't seen you&lt;br /&gt;Are you still coming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood there with no way home&lt;br /&gt;and I can only feel the wind on my skin&lt;br /&gt;And my ears hurt, that's all I know&lt;br /&gt;I'm here&lt;br /&gt;and you're not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only have a scarf to keep me warm&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh&lt;br /&gt;And I waited at the stop&lt;br /&gt;And where are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never come on time&lt;br /&gt;You say you'll be there&lt;br /&gt;You always keep me waiting&lt;br /&gt;Why won't you come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting with no way home&lt;br /&gt;I can't see you coming down the road&lt;br /&gt;When are you gonna come to take me home&lt;br /&gt;I'm here&lt;br /&gt;and you're not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain is falling now&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting colder&lt;br /&gt;The bus still isn't here&lt;br /&gt;I'm still waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never come on time&lt;br /&gt;You say you'll be there&lt;br /&gt;You always keep me waiting&lt;br /&gt;Why won't you come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting with no way home&lt;br /&gt;I can't see you coming down the road&lt;br /&gt;When are you gonna come to take me home&lt;br /&gt;I'm here&lt;br /&gt;and you're not&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-7996299419561084494?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/7996299419561084494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=7996299419561084494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/7996299419561084494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/7996299419561084494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2006/08/ode-to-bus.html' title='Ode to the bus'/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-92448845771471449</id><published>2006-08-27T17:36:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T17:37:55.046+12:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Blog of my life</title><content type='html'>* Erratum – Replace today with 'last thursday' throughout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SILLY BLOGSPOT... IT’S RUINING MY LIFE, LIKE YOU CAN’T EVEN IMAGINE... I’ve been planning this blog all day...only to get to my computer...type in the html and find......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLOGSPOT WAS ALL GOOPED UP... KAPUT...BROKEN...NOT THERE!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about the yelling... sometimes I just can’t control myself because&lt;br /&gt;It was most... vexing (hehe meeks)... mmm well anyway:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised today... my blog makes me seem like an emotional, pathetic girl. But that’s not me... that’s only the impression you get from here.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what stereotype you try to fit me in... It just won’t fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think I’m a ditsy girl.... I am... but I’m not&lt;br /&gt;If you think I’m a rock chick... I am... but I’m not&lt;br /&gt;If you think I’m desperate... I’m not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think I’m immature... I am... but I’m not&lt;br /&gt;If you think I’m smart... I am... but I’m not&lt;br /&gt;If you think I’m your average Jill.... I’m not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what Box you put me in&lt;br /&gt;I don’t fit&lt;br /&gt;Unless you have a special box&lt;br /&gt;Just for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mhm... Me, in a poem... it’s better than me in a post card (ay meeks!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today was such a great day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had this (sort of) scary (sort of) old lady teaching us about poetry and creative writing... I actually found it (sort of) interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funniest bit though was when she did a rap! Sam could barely contain his laughter... it was so funny... actually Sam’s face was just about funnier than the lady rapping (Sort of), twas overall quite amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school me and (some of) mah uni mates went ten pin bowling... and then to pizza hut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me let you in on a little secret.... &lt;hushed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time I went bowling I got.... 6.... no, not strikes.... no just six&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... single figures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad isn’t it. Well, I couldn’t very well see, no contacts had me, my hand-eye’s never been the best, and well, that explains the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also didn’t bowl the whole game... I gave up half way through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today... I got more than 6!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;in&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like ... amazing (for lack of a better word)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually got like... a spare ... and some other pins down ... it was like.... incredible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the best part of the day was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- dancing to the music with the girls&lt;br /&gt;- getting a present from geoff...and a really nice note&lt;br /&gt;- ‘A Beautiful Day’ A present from Ruthy... my (sort of, in more ways than one) Little sister.&lt;br /&gt;- the cute card from Jenna (that she likes looking at!)&lt;br /&gt;- Having some of my bestest mates with me&lt;br /&gt;- PIZZAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;- The beautiful poem..&lt;br /&gt;- I’m married to a chicken (well, it’s better than a long-drop)&lt;br /&gt;- My cake, with a cone for a candle that just wouldn’t blow out&lt;br /&gt;- “ I love it when they describe people as ugly”&lt;br /&gt;- Jenna turning in the ‘OUT’ and then freaking out (it was (partly) my fault)&lt;br /&gt;- Being animals with the most darlingest 2 yr old at lunch time today!&lt;br /&gt;- Getting stared at for screaming and laughing maniacally in the pizza hut bathrooms ( I really don’t understand this ay...)&lt;br /&gt;- and all the other ‘you just had to be there’ moments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to top it all off... we had a car park (3-person) dance party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never forget this birthday party, the one where me, Jenna and Buffy danced like madwomen in the car park outside our teacher’s college.... to ‘It’s raining men’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Car park Dance parties are the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven’t tried one... you are MISSING OUT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funniest thing was the security parking guy who was parking people from the event at the trust stadium across the road in our carparks... but anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He called someone up, half way through our first song ‘Ironic’ and we were scared he was going to call a security guard to come get us ‘drunk’ people. WE weren’t drunk... only soft drinks... but we were worried all the same&lt;br /&gt;So we&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kept Dancing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to top it all off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair” ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is STUCK (and when I say stuck I mean &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;STUCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;) ON MY HEAD!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, On&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did say On&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn’t I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh mmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Odd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, songs have a way of getting stuck on my head... it is .... interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was... (sort of)long (for lack of a better word)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beat beat beat upon the tom-tom...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-92448845771471449?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/92448845771471449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=92448845771471449&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/92448845771471449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/92448845771471449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2006/08/great-great-day.html' title='The Best Blog of my life'/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-7536660105716772005</id><published>2006-08-22T21:47:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T22:08:24.018+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This was spurred on by Sam's&lt;br /&gt;latest  blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://theguruoffunkyslippers.blogspot.com/2006/08/macphisto.html"&gt;http://theguruoffunkyslippers.blogspot.com/2006/08/macphisto.html&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read Walk on - The Spiritual Journey of U2 for a history assignment that I did on U2 - twas a pretty mint assignment to say the least.&lt;br /&gt; It's quite a challenging read ... it challenges your thoughts about christianity's definitions etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bono is quite an inspiration to me, because of his heart, and sure, there are things about him that aren't very 'christian' and I can't make the judgement on whether or not he's a christian, and none of us can, but he still inspires me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of the stuff that he says in the book is about the legalism of the church.  Legalism basically means the laws... they "You shall" and "You shall not" 's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam commented, and I agree that this is in contrary to the message of the gospel.  It makes it more a social obligation than something from the heart.  It's a challenging thought to be a christian right from the core, from the heart,and not because of the laws, but because of the grace we've been given. I believe that wherever you are... we are the light... and we have to be acting as children of the light. I also believe that it is important to have a strong commitment to the Body of Christ (not necessarily 'church' as many define it). But our commitment is first and foremost to God, and then to the Body of Christ (which is a direct flow-on of our commitment to God) very interesting and thought provoking stuff ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-7536660105716772005?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/7536660105716772005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=7536660105716772005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/7536660105716772005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/7536660105716772005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-was-spurred-on-by-sams-latest-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-6411598507235080652</id><published>2006-08-21T21:00:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T21:10:03.438+12:00</updated><title type='text'>I sick</title><content type='html'>Yucky.... I sick *sneezes*&lt;br /&gt;I better get better quick... I have youth group camp this weekend that I'm supposed to be worship leading for some of it... and I can't sing right now. &lt;br /&gt;Very not cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who wants to pray for me... feel free :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And pray for the people affected by the death of that student, whose body they found last thursday/friday in wellington... I know someone who knew the guy (well, the sister of the guy)&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, the funeral was today.... prayer for the family and friends would be good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-6411598507235080652?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/6411598507235080652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=6411598507235080652&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/6411598507235080652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/6411598507235080652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-sick.html' title='I sick'/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-6736665107585046421</id><published>2006-08-19T11:52:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T11:54:49.153+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singleness'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Found a song which many of you can probably identify with (that is the single one's of you, which is most of you) obviously you may have to replace the he with she and the she with he throughout, but in essence it's the same.   Oh, i'm sure you guys get it, you're all smart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stood alone - by One Man's View:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he stood alone&lt;br /&gt;waited for time to turn by&lt;br /&gt;saw them holding hands&lt;br /&gt;wondered when he would do the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he, he wondered if she would come&lt;br /&gt;he, he wondered if there was a one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be still and know there’s a time for everything&lt;br /&gt;under the sun it says&lt;br /&gt;a time to embrace&lt;br /&gt;a time to refrain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he, he wondered if she would come&lt;br /&gt;he, he wondered if there was a one&lt;br /&gt;he wondered, he wondered, he wondered&lt;br /&gt;he, he wonderd if there was a one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-6736665107585046421?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/6736665107585046421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=6736665107585046421&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/6736665107585046421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/6736665107585046421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2006/08/found-song-which-many-of-you-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-4351964323863280149</id><published>2006-08-18T22:37:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T22:40:48.455+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiredness!!!!!!!! A Nanna and proud of it!</title><content type='html'>Oh gosh, I just can't seem to shake my tiredness from placement... I've been getting an ordinary number of hours of sleep, and it just doesn't seemt to be making a difference.   It's very 'frushtating' to quote my darling buffy... check out her blog &lt;a href="http://www.buffyandjujubees.blogspot.com"&gt;www.buffyandjujubees.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; and also sam's &lt;a href="http://www.theguruoffunkyslippers.blogspot.com"&gt;www.theguruoffunkyslippers.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; Buffy's may not be as funny if you don't know her... but Sam's ... it'll blow you away! haha altho most of you probably know that already... oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ummmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i better go to the place where little old ladies belong at this time of nite, to bed! haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-4351964323863280149?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/4351964323863280149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=4351964323863280149&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/4351964323863280149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/4351964323863280149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2006/08/tiredness-nanna-and-proud-of-it.html' title='Tiredness!!!!!!!! A Nanna and proud of it!'/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-115562533347314995</id><published>2006-08-15T18:05:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T19:02:13.486+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's a really beautiful song by a guy called Adam Watts - if you never heard of him(which, granted, you probably havent'!) you should check him out, his songs are really beautiful and thought provoking, kind of mellow too! I like it, i like it a lot.  Random trivia fact... well all of you would have heard the Song Beautiful Soul by Jesse McArtney... well Adam Watts actually wrote it... as well as producing many other BEC (and other) recording albums incl. Jeremy Camp and others... he also plays some mint guitar(and some other instruments), has a great voice, writes amazing songs... he actually played pretty much all of the instruments on his CD, wrote, produced, engineered and mixed all of the songs on his CD! He's quite a genius one might say!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;anyway, enough of a rant&lt;br /&gt;(well not quite actually! haha )&lt;br /&gt;This is such a gorgeous song... I hope some guy thinks like this about me some day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How does it Feel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey beautiful lady&lt;br /&gt;how does it feel to know that you got me&lt;br /&gt;head over my heels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking that maybe I could be lost&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna find me&lt;br /&gt;Forget the cost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just enjoy me&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying what I see&lt;br /&gt;I see you&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey beautiful lady&lt;br /&gt;Are you for real&lt;br /&gt;I'm hearing your heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching as you steal mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that you're pacing&lt;br /&gt;Taking your time&lt;br /&gt;My wonderful lady,&lt;br /&gt;Come and be mine, mine, mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open to me&lt;br /&gt;Let yourself fly on&lt;br /&gt;I know we'll never go wrong&lt;br /&gt;Open to me&lt;br /&gt;Let yourself Fly on and on&lt;br /&gt;Fly on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see you&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*tear* beautiful isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-115562533347314995?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/115562533347314995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=115562533347314995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/115562533347314995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/115562533347314995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2006/08/heres-really-beautiful-song-by-guy.html' title=''/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-115424073104287109</id><published>2006-07-30T18:19:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T17:04:43.480+12:00</updated><title type='text'>My Uni ball</title><content type='html'>My uni ball was last night, I was on the committee organising it, so was there for almost 5 hours in the morning and early afternoon setting the place up.  It was awesome turning up 1/2 an hour before the ball started and seeing the transformation that had taken place since I had left to go get ready!   It was absolutely amazingly stunning - the decorations, lighting and everything was soo much better than I could have hoped for.  We ended up having a good amount turn up and everyone seemed to enjoy themselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad thing was, that although I had heaps of mates around me, good music, good food etc.  I ended up not having all that much fun!  It was actually really tough being there without a partner, there were way to many slow songs played for my liking and it just wasn't the same without someone there to dance with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did enjoy myself, I'm not saying that... I just found myself becoming very melancholic about it all.  Slipping back into my old way of thinking about things as described in my earlier post.  I guess it was testing my resolve to wait on God for everything... and it was testing me hard!  I'm not feeling all down about it in the main, just every now and then when I'm watching my mates with their boyfriends/potential boyfriends, it hits me.  But it's OK, I know it's in God's hands, but it's still .... hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-115424073104287109?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/115424073104287109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=115424073104287109&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/115424073104287109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/115424073104287109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-uni-ball.html' title='My Uni ball'/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-115381215824037108</id><published>2006-07-25T19:02:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T19:22:38.253+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Why all the problems???</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wish that God didn't give me such a soft heart.  But i don't really wish that, I wouldn't be the person that I am without that.  But when I see people hurting, I hurt for them.  And I don't just hurt I  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HURT.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I've so often had those gut wrenching, lump in the throat, about to cry moments when I have friends pouring their heart out to me.  I've even had an experience of my heart physically feeling as if it was tearing in two because of my anguish at the fact that there are so many hurting people in the world.   It makes it hard for me sometimes, to go about my everyday life because I have so many burdens on my heart, so many people to worry about.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In fact I worry about the whole world.  It's in a bad way, so many dying needlessly, so many killing merely because no one showed love to them, so many giving themselves away because that's all they think they can do, so many selling themselves for infinitely less than they are worth, so many with no choices, no freedoms, so many pressured into doing what they would never sanely do, merely because they don't know that there's another way, so many who have never heard of this other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I just can't stop feeling this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Here's a song/poem i wrote a while ago about this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;How can I look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Without my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;breaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A life is lost,&lt;br /&gt;another thrown away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I can't turn away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but I can't save them all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Only you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you give us hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and you died&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so the world could live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and rose again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;victorious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;over death and suffering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;How can we sit here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;waiting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;for the lost to come to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said Go to the world&lt;br /&gt;How can we turn away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only you&lt;br /&gt;You give us hope&lt;br /&gt;and you died&lt;br /&gt;so the world could live&lt;br /&gt;and rose again&lt;br /&gt;victorious&lt;br /&gt;over death and suffering  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2006 E.R.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave you with this verse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James 1:27 Religion that God our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress and to keep oneself from being polluted by the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-115381215824037108?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/115381215824037108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=115381215824037108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/115381215824037108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/115381215824037108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2006/07/why-all-problems.html' title='Why all the problems???'/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-115325037374800669</id><published>2006-07-19T07:14:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T18:01:23.886+12:00</updated><title type='text'>My placement!!!!!!! aaah scary</title><content type='html'>I'm on placement at the moment! What's that? some of you may ask. It's when training teachers go into a classroom in a school. The first placement is mainly for observation but they may do a little bit of teaching.&lt;br /&gt;It's weird, I'm back at my old school! It's fun though, and I know the teachers and I know my way around too, which always helps.&lt;br /&gt;I'm with a yr 5/6 class, so they are too old to be cute, but they are nice and the class is pretty well behaved and respectful.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I swapped with one of the other Trainee's and spent the afternoon in the yr1 class - Oh my gosh! They are so adorable - I just want one to take home with me! And i got to teach them a song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord loves me&lt;br /&gt;And all the wonders I see&lt;br /&gt;A rainbow shines through my window&lt;br /&gt;The Lord loves me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the sang and did the actions looking all angelic and cherub-like! It was so cute.&lt;br /&gt;I think this kind of age (yr 1 and 2) is what I'd like to teach - but I haven't hardly had experience teaching that age yet, so don't really know! I know i'd definitely need to develop some more patience before teaching this level - although i think i am more patient with children than I am with adults - because they aren't supposed to know the stuff - that's why we are teaching them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, thanks for hanging around to hear me out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Rambler&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-115325037374800669?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/115325037374800669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=115325037374800669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/115325037374800669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/115325037374800669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-placement-aaah-scary.html' title='My placement!!!!!!! aaah scary'/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-115325002779724124</id><published>2006-07-19T06:55:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T21:18:34.756+12:00</updated><title type='text'>My Xtend Xperience!</title><content type='html'>Hey, I know you are all dying to hear how Xtend went!&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don't know, Xtend is a christian (predominantly Baptist) Youth camp that goes for one week in the june/july holidays at Otumotai (or however you spell that) Baptist Church and the surrounding churches and other venues.&lt;br /&gt;All times are run on daylight saving to avoid having noise restrictions (so all these times are one hour earlier - real time)&lt;br /&gt;A typical day looks like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before 8:45: Breakfast&lt;br /&gt;Morning Meeting (worship, leaders testimonies)&lt;br /&gt;Seminars (so many choices! some topics include; leadership, personality types, prayer, dating etc. etc. they are all really interesting!)&lt;br /&gt;Small group study time ( work through similar to youth group studies - they are challenging and inspiring)&lt;br /&gt;LUNCH TIME (one of the best times of the day!)&lt;br /&gt;free time (for like 2 and a half hours - you can do anything you want! Roll down hills, go to town, go shopping etc.)&lt;br /&gt;Workshops (more practical than seminars - craft, prayer for past hurts, recording a CD, visiting an old folks home, service project, art etc.)&lt;br /&gt;Dinner&lt;br /&gt;Evening meeting (worship, prayer, testimonies, response time - can go for hours but it doesn't feel like it goes that long!!)&lt;br /&gt;SLEEP ( 5 hours if you are lucky)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as you can see it's quite full on!!!!!!!! But it's so worth every minute of it - spending time with 230 young people passionate about God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you are dying to here what I learnt, so here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I learnt that nothing should take the place of God as my goal in life (which has happened lately, sad to say it) I realised that lately I've been putting stuff like finding myself a good christian husband, succeeding in my education, my plans for the future, above serving my Lord! Not good, to say the least, so (one of my) missions now is to keep him at number one in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I learnt that even when you don't feel that love for God you just need to keep going and worship him anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I learnt that so often we feel alone in our problem, but pretty much there will always be someone who has been through something similar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I learnt that we can't give up on God in the hard times ( I learnt this through helping a friend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I learnt that even a young NZ chick can make a difference, and I'm passionate about starting to do that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone wants to join an email list of people committed to praying for overseas missionaries and mission prayer requests - email me at &lt;a href="mailto:farreachesoftheearth@gmail.com"&gt;farreachesoftheearth@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also if anyone is interested in Knitting squares to make into a blanket to go to Romanian orphans in Moldova ( i think that's the name) email me and I'll try sort that out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I learnt never to be ungrateful for what we have, even just waking up this morning is more than so many people in this world did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My highlights:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Recording a song to CD! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meeting a whole heap of fantastic people&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Realising things that I can do to make a difference to those who have nothing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Helping friends to heal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-115325002779724124?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/115325002779724124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=115325002779724124&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/115325002779724124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/115325002779724124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-xtend-xperience.html' title='My Xtend Xperience!'/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-115239882054337116</id><published>2006-07-09T10:44:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T15:08:25.473+12:00</updated><title type='text'>A fantastic night spent with friends</title><content type='html'>Last night was my youth group formal dinner! I love getting all dolled up! It was great fun, even though not that many people turned up it was still a very enjoyable evening, we danced liked madwomen! Sorry I'll be AWOL this next week but I'm heading of to Xtend camp in Tauranga from monday to saturday - but I'll have lots to talk about when I get back!&lt;br /&gt;Have great weeks Y'all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-115239882054337116?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/115239882054337116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=115239882054337116&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/115239882054337116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/115239882054337116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2006/07/fantastic-night-spent-with-friends.html' title='A fantastic night spent with friends'/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30762471.post-115223510317416959</id><published>2006-07-07T13:08:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T11:49:55.846+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Are we addicted to love?</title><content type='html'>Hey all my fans! (i know, i know, don't count your chickens before they've hatched, but y'know i like counting eggs!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't exactly what you'd expect from a first blog - but I think too much, so start expecting the unexpected!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I surrendered an attraction that I had to a good guy mate of mine, to God. Surrendered? I hear you asking. Yes, surrendered. God asked me to stop liking him, I don't fully understand why, but I think it was causing a distraction from my relationship with God. So I said, "OK God if that's what you want me to do, then help me to do it!" and He has! Now, that's all well and good, I've gotten over it and moved on. I even composed a picture on my cell phone that says "Jesus is the king of my heart, not any boy". Cheesy, I know, but I needed something that would keep reminding me about it, so that's what i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I find myself, such a short time later, wistfully wishing that I had a special someone by my side, imagining the day of our wedding and so on and so forth. I wonder if maybe God doesn't want me to get married ever, I wish that I'd met 'the one'. Now, last night, after putting down the fantastic (christian) romance/suspense novel that i'd been reading (True Devotion, by Dee Henderson - I highly recommend it!) I got to thinking about my special someone (as described above), now I know you will probably say that it's just a girl thing, and maybe it is, maybe the phenomenon that i'm diagnosing is that widespread! I realised, I'm addicted to romance fantasy. True, it is a fantasy that may, hopefully, one day come true, but at the moment it's still a fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started thinking about this even deeper, and I wondered, is this healthy? Is it healthy for a huge chunk of my time to be taken up by being distracted by someone I don't even know, someone that may not even ever come along.  What do you think? Are you addicted to this romance fantasy too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Rambler&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30762471-115223510317416959?l=ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/feeds/115223510317416959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30762471&amp;postID=115223510317416959&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/115223510317416959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30762471/posts/default/115223510317416959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingsofarandomcamel.blogspot.com/2006/07/are-we-addicted-to-love.html' title='Are we addicted to love?'/><author><name>Random Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12770687217738639395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tJ5uXt-_jKU/SbSK1g3BntI/AAAAAAAAAFU/G7OcdOYeGwg/S220/Lizprofpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
