<?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-22718658</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:07:24.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>all about us :D</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>lala.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05957298988095262072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718658.post-116635244193501667</id><published>2006-12-17T01:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T02:54:47.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rachel is back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;iTunes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Your Favourites&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your most played song?: &lt;strong&gt;I'm All About You - Aaron Carter &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3?: &lt;strong&gt;Steam - Nicole Scherzinger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;#7?: &lt;strong&gt;Sexy Back - Justin Timberlake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;#10?: &lt;strong&gt;Tell Me - Diddy Feat. Christina Aguilera&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favourite song at the moment?: &lt;strong&gt;Just So You Know - Jesse McCartney&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What artist has the most songs?: &lt;strong&gt;PCD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this the same artist that made your most played song?: &lt;strong&gt;Nope&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What genre do you have the most of?: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R&amp;B, Pop, Rock. (Haha, I'm lazy to count.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The least of?: &lt;strong&gt;Soul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song was most recently played?: &lt;strong&gt;Im'ma Shine - Youngbloodz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song was played the longest ago?: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Over My Head - The Fray &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a song you haven't played all the way yet?: &lt;b&gt;Yeah, the ten thousand and one McFly songs Ziying sent me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you rate your songs?: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Now set it to shuffle.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first song you get is...: &lt;strong&gt;Time Machine - The Click Five&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Press the next button 3 times.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song is it?: &lt;strong&gt;Best Of Both Worlds&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the artist?: &lt;strong&gt;Hannah Montana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times has this song been played?: &lt;strong&gt;17&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Press the next button 4 times.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What genre is the song?: &lt;strong&gt;Pop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;What album is it on?: &lt;strong&gt;Take It All Away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the artist?: &lt;strong&gt;Ryan Cabrera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;And finally, what song is it?: &lt;strong&gt;True&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Press the back button twice.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like this song? &lt;strong&gt;It's Okay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was this song last played?: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13th December '06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a video to this song?: &lt;strong&gt;There isn't, or it's not out yet..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song is it?: &lt;strong&gt;Hold Me Down - Danity Kane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Go to the recently added section.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the most recent song that has been added to your collection?: &lt;strong&gt;Just So You Know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the artist?: &lt;strong&gt;Jesse McCartney (!!!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song is at #17?: &lt;b&gt;Wind It Up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Did you buy this song?: &lt;strong&gt;Nope.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the artist?: &lt;strong&gt;Gwen Stefani&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What genre is it?: &lt;strong&gt;Pop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Go to Party Shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;Look away from the screen. Now answer these qs about the first song you see&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long is this song?: &lt;strong&gt;3:30&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times have you played it?: &lt;strong&gt;25&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What/who is the song/artist?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shakira (Hips Don't Lie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;Random&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many songs have you actually bought [from iTunes]?: &lt;strong&gt;0&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many illegal songs do you think you have?: &lt;b&gt;20, 000. Haha I don't know.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many songs do you have?: &lt;strong&gt;400+?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are there any songs that you wish you didn't buy/download?: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many hours of music do you have?: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any videos?: &lt;strong&gt;Yes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything in your library that isn't music?: &lt;strong&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font&gt;Haha. Got that quiz off Linda's blog &lt;font&gt; (I think..)&lt;font&gt;. Yeah, so well well, Rachel is finally here! :D Really sorry I took so long to post! :( Okay, so, &lt;u style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3500 words, here I come.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, after we hit 5,000, then we &lt;u&gt;have to&lt;/u&gt; go back to 1,000 yeah. All we'll just die like crazy. But this is kinda cool, good practice in Essay Writing and training for us if we're looking into Journalism, huh? Okay, I'm going to ask you a very cliched question now.. Haha, &lt;u&gt;what do you want to be when you grow up? :D&lt;/u&gt; Everyone says I'm stupid when I ask them that. 'Cos that sounds like the kind of question you'd ask a little child. But, we should PLAN on what we want to be, so we can prepare or something. You know, like if you want to be a doctor, then you'd know you &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt; to take triple science and stuff. And if you wanna be a lawyer or something, then you &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt; to take Literature and so on. Haha. So, moral of the story? You must know what you want to be, to be able to plan and so on. Heh, okay, and this should be under:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;Growing Up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, well, I can picture you as an actress I guess? But then again, not really. As Actresses in Singapore whom act in Drama Series speak Chinese. And you, acting in Chinese is just so wrong. Or maybe you can be a teacher. Haha, but on second thought, you'd probably have not enough patience and start pulling your students hairs or ears or something. Hahaha. I think I want to hold a job that makes me seem very professional. Mainly because everyone, from since I ever had any memory, assumed that I'm very childish/playful/immature, so it'd be a nice change. And I've always tried to give people the impression I'm &lt;i&gt;studious, smart&lt;/i&gt; and very busy. But apparently, it doesn't seem to be working very well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was planning to tell you about the Class Chalet, but that was eons ago. But just to sum it up in the fewest words I can manage, -- It was awesome. :D Great fun really, you should have been there. Basically, we had the Babeque, cycled, played Arcade, bowled, played Poker Cards, Mah-Jong and all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! I just remembered a riddle a friend from Guides told me a few days ago-- There was this man, who painted himself green. He then wore a long trenchcoat. Then was a small girl beside him who was waiting to cross the road (It was the red light). Suddenly, the man flashed her, and terrified, the girl ran across the road and hence got banged down by a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the question is... What Is The Moral Of The Story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Go guess! I'll tell you another time ;D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. It's so funny I swear. But then again, I'm easily humored so you might not might it hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Time is running out! :( &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, 15 days to the start of school (counting from 18, Monday. School Starts on 3rd Jan). Oh my godddddddd, FIRTEEN days. This is crazy. ): Guess how much homework I've left. (Everything!!) HAHA. Okay, actually, I've started a bit here and there... Like I've done abit of Lit, 1/4 of Maths, some English, and one chinese essay. But oh well, I'm screwd. Haha, gotta buck up. Anddddddd, I've not finish my Christmas Cards. :( Godddd. (I feel so whiny) Well yeah, when are you posting your Christmas Cards? I think I'll post on 21st... or maybe 22nd... I don't know. I've about 38 cards to send..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damnnn. 15 Days!!! :( I didn't know it was so fast! I still have so many thinggs to do :( Like, I don't know. Start dance classes with Sophie, pick up a third language, go ice-skating, go shopping, I don't know, go anywhere but school. Sigh. Maybe I'll write a book next time-- My Life As a Teenager. Haha, and have I mentioned to you that I've &lt;u&gt;two &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;white&lt;/span&gt; hairs!!&lt;/u&gt; omg, Rachel is old and stress. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;2007, Christmas&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, another stressing topic. Think of all the new pile of homework we'll get (and I still have my current holiday pile like what the hell.), and all the new faces in our classes, the trouble of making new friends/keeping them,/going through all that ice-breaking games, longer classes (Classes will end at 3:30!), plus we'll (sec2guides'06) be taking over the company.. and so many more things! :( Man, how upsetting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, as they say &lt;u&gt;every cloud has a silver lining&lt;/u&gt; and admist all these stress and homework, there's.... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Christmas!&lt;/span&gt; Aah, I love Christmas to bits and pieces. It just sounds very surreal and peaceful. Like Snow and presents and Christmas trees and turkey/ham, stockings, candles! And then, Singapore has to ruined it all by being humid all year round. There goes by beautiful image of a white Christmas. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still likewise, I love Christmas :) Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, do yknw what. I've run out of things to say. HAHA. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well, including the quiz thing I koped from Linda's blog, I've 1, 293 words.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And without, I've a pathetic number of 878.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, but I'm lazy now so I'll come back another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the blog has gone through re-makeover! The Post's and Nav's  are wider  and I've changed cBox to flooble cos cBox is always down and flooble looks cool 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until Then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel.&lt;u&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718658-116635244193501667?l=rockersmr-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/feeds/116635244193501667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718658&amp;postID=116635244193501667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/116635244193501667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/116635244193501667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/2006/12/rachel-is-back.html' title='Rachel is back!'/><author><name>lala.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05957298988095262072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718658.post-116434009203925511</id><published>2006-11-23T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T20:34:10.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A continued post</title><content type='html'>Okay, so maybe I didn't post so much and so long yesterday, but I can definitely write 1500+ words. Afterall, my post yesterday was 1533 words long. So 3000 - 1533 words = 1467 words. Easily manageable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You know, I realised that I wrote 287 words on philosophy yesterday. Amazing. I could go out, and get a job as a philosophical teacher. Okay, I'm not being serious. But who says that you've gotta be serious during a post, anyway..?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, I'm gonna number these 1 - 3 again, partly because I have no friggin idea what to name them besides numbers, and partly because it is my.. reaction.. towards your post. Maybe respnse would be a better word, do you not think so..?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;1.Gene Pools&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Gene Pools. Okay, so basically, its a very weird subject and I've never heard of anyone posting about Gene Pools before, although I've heard of people posting about teachers, about politics, about subjects, about school and stuff. Never "Gene Pools". So.. we are the first two to do so! Congratulations, Rachel!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And who in their right mind thinks that Gene Pools are full of.. sperms..? I mean, if you're talking CHROMOSOMES, at least include some female cells too, like the egg. Like, if you say that when you think of Gene Pools, they are made up of tadpoles and frog eggs, in which the tadpole's the sperm and the frog egg's are the female egg. And because the mammalian sex cells contain chromosomes, which contain genes, hence you can deem the pools as gene pools because.. well, they contain genes. Hence.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I kinda think that the "assume the gene's received" thing was kinda cool. I can make out the typical genes Michellina got.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stupid + Ugly + Un-sarcastic + A little outgoing + Very egoistic + Bloody short = Michellina Chan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I, too, can make out the typical genes that a person like.. Mr. Siow got.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Somewhat intelligent + Somewhat nerdy + Somewhat outgoing + Not exactly very egoistic + Average height = Mr. Siow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aren't I fantastic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, yeah. Our genes are quite similar, hence we are fantastic sisters. Three cheers for the.. Duo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;2. 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2007. Tuttut. I have no idea if 2007 poses a threat or a blessing for me. I would love to sit down and have fun and frolick all day, but no, I, sadly, am unable to, when it comes to stuff like homework. And yes, when it comes to distant relatives for me, I am too, speechless. Basically I'm not speechless with fright, but because I have no idea who they are, and no idea what to talk to them about. It is rather unique, don't you think so..? Its not like I'm anti-social or what. People who don't see me talk that often only know me as a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;shy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;quiet&lt;/span&gt; girl who &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sticks in a corner reading&lt;/span&gt;. It's a real wonder why they never question themselves, that why wouldn't a normal, typical ELDDS member not utter a single syllable..? Either she's mute, hence she can only act in mimes, or that she's pissed, which is not likely because she can't be pissed everytime you see her; unless the sight of you pisses her off so much that she's intending to shut her mouth up, or she's got a horrible sore throat which just has to happen everytime you see her or maybe, because she and you have no utter common topic! For people who are still wondering what the answer to that very difficult question is, let me reveal the answer. The answer is that she and you have no utter common topic! Hands up who got that question correct -- nobody. So everyone is disillusionising themselves by thinking that:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a) I am mute.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;b) I am pissed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;c) I have a bad sore throat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;d) All of the above.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I mean, for crying out loud.. And you call a baby naive..? So yeah, I guess I am in the same problem as you, and I am being accused of being cold. Tell me a funnier joke.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I wouldn't turn into a China geek. Not for the world. Not for the universe. But somehow, if somebody actually asks me to turn into a China geek for the world, would you actually do it..? Somehow, I'll reconsider. Greed.. Hmm.. It really makes you think twice, doesn't it..? I am sure you will score in your humanities. I am sure that both you and Celestine are humanities person. Me..? I dunno. I guess I've never been serious / crazy / good enough to be an any-subject person. I used to think that I was a language person, but now, not really. I'm starting to think that I'm a Math and Science person. Sad, cos I really like my languages. And yes, although I love Literature and History very much, I am unable to commit myself to Pure Literature and elective History. I hate Geography. It is absolutely pointless. I don't think you should worry about taking stands in history although it happened way before you were born. Man was meant to disobey its ancestors. Man was made to be emotional, just depends on whether you see it or not. I take stands too. Like I was pretty pissed at Adolf Hilter for going to war. I always assumed that he went to war because he hated the Jews for killing his mother or something like that. However, I was informed 21 days ago that he disliked the Jews for another cause. No doubt, even after so many years, people still wonder why he went to war in the first place, and they still come up with other versions of it. Even now, I'm not very sure that my source is reliable or not. Is Horrible Histories reliable..? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2007 wouldn't only spell more work. We forgot something, Rachel -- juniors. My neighbour scored 248 for her PSLE score, and she's considering Crescent. So, new juniors. And because we're gonna be Sec 3 next year, we're gonna be the ones running the CCA. So, you in Guides, concentrate on giving your juniors the toughest training and / or Guides tests ever. Me, in ELDDS, will be stretching for most of the sessions, hence I will get to push my juniors down (literally) and bully them by making them do it all over again. Bloody juniors.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;3. Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My family is branched out like.. A Family Tree. Literally. But I, too, have distant and close cousins. I have.. 8 Singaporean cousins whom I know not their names. Wait, 4 + 3 + 3 = 10. Okay, so I have 10 Singaporean cousins whom I don't know their names. I don't even know their sirnames. And they are considered my.. close.. relatives because of their parent's blood-bond with my father. I recently managed to contact a friend of mine in Primary 6 and I found out that she was in Beatty Secondary school. I happily wanted to ask her if she knew my cousin who was also in Beatty Secondary, but I froze. Why? Because I didn't know her sirname / name / appearance. Its that serious. And I don't even know her anything except her age. Okay, so I managed to find something out and that is -- she is my friend's senior. Fantastic piece of news. Now what do we do with it..? Nothing. There are so many Sec 3 s in Beatty Secondary, I probably wouldn't find her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm not very well accquianted with the "oversea's family" kinda thing. When a family transports overseas along with other relatives, do they get closer or do they drift apart more..? I've never attempted that before. Maybe I should one day. And I, too, regret being Chinese. We are a boring race, even though China is fascinating. But we are not China-Chinese. We are Singaporean-Chinese. And hence, I feel, we have no history at all, because our history lies in the depths of China, not of Singapore. Doesn't this make you wonder why you call yourself Singaporean when you're actually an immigrant by descent..?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another thing -- I am sick of people asking me:" My, you're Chinese! Could you show me some kung-fu?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For goodness sake, Chinese people don't grow up learning how to punch or kick. We might punch and kick while in our mother's womb or something, but no 2 year-old kid in Singapore does Shaolin Kung-fu. Maybe someone out there actually does that, but I haven't heard of someone doing that. Not everybody's Bruce Lee or Jackie Chan, you know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I'm bloody pissed at my nephew. Yes, the Impotent nephew. Hold it, the.. Impotent Nephew?!? Well, we were talking about going to visit Taiwan yesterday and he said something that sounded like this: "You groin to visit mae?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now that is so wrong. I thought he was being cheeky. And I realised he said: "You're going to visit me?" I nearly killed him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I think I'm done. 1496 words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So long, farewell, Auf Wiedersehen, Goodbye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Postscript: I didn't include the Holiday schedule cos I can't find my calendar. Besides, Impotent Groin Man's here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718658-116434009203925511?l=rockersmr-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/feeds/116434009203925511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718658&amp;postID=116434009203925511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/116434009203925511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/116434009203925511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/2006/11/continued-post.html' title='A continued post'/><author><name>lala.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05957298988095262072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718658.post-116425629047282791</id><published>2006-11-22T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T20:31:30.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A hurried post</title><content type='html'>I can imagine that YOU managed over 2000 words. Afterall, you are one crappy person after my own heart. But I must say, it is quite a feat, no doubt. I think I've run out of ideas to speak of, hence my post will not excede 1000+ words. Besides, I'm gonna have lunch with my bloody nephew  and hence... Really, really, Rachel... How could you actually DOUBT an ELDDS member..? You know that it is utterly preposterous. ELDDS members, I am sure, can manage about, say, 2000+ in probably an hour or something. Well, I had lunch while typing away busily for your post and hence... Probably an hour. I'm sure we all know that I'm not exactly Ms. Fast Eater, so I shan't insult myself no furthur. You wrote 1100+ for a Commonwealth Essay Compeitition in Primary 6? That's amazing. What did you actually write about..? "My daily routine"..? Well, according to your busy schedule, I am sure that you have more than 1100+ words to express it in. When I was in Primary 6, my compositions were 6 pages long. I have since retired and now I guess I only write about.. 3 pages..? Now, really, I don't intend to boast, but people with great achievements tend to speak of them in a more.. humbled.. version and hence others who are jealous of their accomplishments hence deem them as "boasting" of their successes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise that I sound almost.. Philosophical.. today. What's with all the "hence(s)" going around..? I'm gonna sound like Confucius or Aristotle today. To which, I must say, that one of Aristotle's philosophical quotes have been slightly offensive. His quote on politics, that of: "So it is naturally with the male and the female; the one is superior, the other inferior; the one governs, the other is governed; and the same rule must necessarily hold good with respect to all mankind." Well, well. Is he sexist or what..? The &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;MALE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;is the one who is more superior and is the one who governs the world..? Darn Aristotle. Really, really. Such impertinence. But, I have to say, I do agree with the statement to a little extent. The present society is built upon the shoulders of men. Hence, Aristotle's comment is currently applicable to present society. However, because women, after being oppressed for such a long time, are starting to stand up and fight for their own rights, which I would presume, to be correct. Afterall, that is when you get the "Ladies' Night" and "Girls rule, boys drool" or the "You go girl!" terms. However, what will become of men if they were deprived of their female counterparts..? In history even, women who stand up for themselves in society -- some sit down even, e.g. Rosa Parks, who had refused to budge when she was asked by a man [I refused to put the "gentle" infront of the man] to give up her seat. No doubt, great Ladies of society. So Aristotle's citation will not be able to be appropriate to be brought into play of the future society, because then, it will be run by women.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shit, I wrote so much about that bloody Aristotle. I must had too much coffee, hence too much caffeine. Anyway, I never did do research on &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;caffeine before. Is it bad or something..? According to Wikipedia, caffeine can cause "nervousness, irritability, anxiety, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;tremulousness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, muscle twitching (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hyperreflexia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;insomnia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;heart palpitations". Okay, so maybe I didn't suffer from caffeine. Nevertheless, I have no idea what I'm suffering from. Anyhow, I'm starting to post. So maybe I have a headstart of 500+ words..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, 604 words, to be exact. That is, according to MS Word. Hopefully Bill Gates is correct. If all goes well, I'll be able to complete 3000 words, as Rachel &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;helpfully&lt;/span&gt; suggested. God bless me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;1. (whatthehell?! this again?!) Subjects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Furthur questioning is no use, Rachel. Even I am most surprised as to why I would have chosen such a bloody boring subject like Geography. I used to question Pure Geography students why they chose to study such a stupid subject cos there is "nothing absolutely interesting about rocks". Honestly until now, I don't even know why the hell I bothered to study a whole load of crap about volcanoes. Not that I'm gonna be a farmer on the volcanoes in future or a specialist on volcanoes. That's just so pointless. But I guess that I have no choice but to take Geography because it's the only crap subject that I can bullshit, and still score. I cannot bullshit in Literature because Literature teachers don't intend to read crap. They want a more.. holistic.. sort of structure. They want substance, they want solid, liquid and gas, all rolled up into one. I, am mainly made up of hot gas, hence, I am unable to give them the various forms of states in a package. Wait a minute. ME -- hot gas?!?! Trust me, I'm lying. &lt;-- I like that. TRUST me, I'm LYING. ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I don't understand the difference between a liquidifed solution and an aqeous solution. There is a difference? Is it because in a liquidified solution e.g. water, the atoms are joined together in a molecular structure and they flow about in the liquid as one molecule; whereas in an aqeuous solution, the atoms, hydrogen and oxygen, move around the solution as atoms, not as one molecule? I have no idea, and I don't intend to do research on it. Say, is water actually made up of gas? That's so bloody weird. If I remember correctly, Hydrogen burns in air to form water. And since hydrogen and oxygen are both gases, according to the periodic table, how can 2 gases form a liquid? Tsktsk. Science. It's getting to my head. I'll be saying e = mc2 later on. Besides, did you know that there is an element called einsteinium? That's so cool. There's one called Germanium too. And another called Francium. Scientists..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You haven't bought your books yet? And don't worry, Literature books for both Pure and Elective students are the same. So we're gonna be discussing about the characters that we like on this blog next year. The Glass Menagerie is a fantastic book. You should read it. Only setback is that it's a play-book, meaning the entire book is a script. Yes, it is weird. I'm only starting to read The Whale Rider. It's a book about a tribal group and they've to elect a new chief, but the lead character is a girl and her grandfather thinks she's unfit to take over the role of the chief. So we're back to the same topic of prejudice again. I didn't read it in 52 mintues. I read it in 53. Its exciting, and the plot is simple enough for it to be performed on stage. I hope I get to play a part, if we ever have a play like that. Yes, I am honoured by all your confessions for your love for me, not to mention embarrased. ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm running outta time, so I'm gonna just skip to topic 5 and hopefully end it off. I'll make up for this for my next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;2. Holiday Schedule, and a bit of PCD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yeah, my holiday schedule is packed. But i'm sorta running outta time now, so I'll post my entire schedule, once again, in the next post. No, I haven't heard Don't Cha in Simlish. I didn't even know there was a language like that. Yes, it is pretty cool to actually come up with a language. I can't imagine people talking in Simlish or Elvish or Troll. That's one kind of weird. Your sister is interesting. She's so young and naive..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess I've done most of my Holiday Homework. I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;3. Randoms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yeah. I guess its pretty cool for both of us to actually meet each other somewhere in the world besides here. Its surprising too, and a little sad. Who knows when we'll have the chance to actually see each other again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jinhow is scary. The words he uses when he's talking to me over msn is surprising. How old do you think he is..? He looks like.. 28 - 30 or something, yet he sounds like an 18 year old kid. Surprising and scary. Well, yeah. Its creepy that he thinks its cool to be able to keep in touch with us. Cool just so isn't the word to use. I don't suppose the other Drama teachers still keep in touch with their students too. I can't imagine walking on Orchard with him, a couple of teachers and us. Oh god, tell me he's not serious. Did you ask Michellina about it..? I was laughing at the school excursion thing. Yes, maybe it'll look like a friggin school excursion. ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will watch Step Up someday. And I'll give you my address next time we meet over msn or something... you ought to give me yours too, so I can send a card back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think I'd better end here now.. My nephew was waiting 17 minutes ago. So bye then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718658-116425629047282791?l=rockersmr-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/feeds/116425629047282791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718658&amp;postID=116425629047282791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/116425629047282791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/116425629047282791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/2006/11/hurried-post.html' title='A hurried post'/><author><name>lala.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05957298988095262072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718658.post-116422205482177069</id><published>2006-11-22T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T11:22:50.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Omg, I hate you Michelle! ): 2009 WORDS?!</title><content type='html'>Alright, well, from my title, it so blatantly shows I never expected you to write 2009 words. Honestly speaking? I've never wrote an essay that exceeded 1200 words. My longest was for some Commonwealth Essay Competition in Primary 6, and it was 1100+. Sad, really. Haha, yeah, the song was cheating. Hahaha. But now, I'm going to achieve 2500 words -- without lyrics. Oh man, God save me. I think if this goes on, we'll reach 10,000 in no time. And that is when I will really wish that my TPC will crash so as to save me from posting. But this is cool I must say-- "long posts" quotes Sophie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;1. Subjects&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even so, I'm still not over the fact that you managed over a thousand! And this further leads me to really questioning why you did not take Pure Literature and Elective History. Well well, never in my life did I expect you to take &lt;u&gt;Geography.&lt;/u&gt; It seemed to me that it was a definite Literature. In fact, I always assumed that Geography was not even on option for you to consider. Boy, was I shocked the last time when you and Michellina told me that you were going to take Pure Geog. And Elect. Lit. But I guess that just proves that assuming would only get an ass out of 'u' and me [Ass-u-me]. And well, life is full of uncertainties. Anyhow, who knows, maybe Geography is the subject for you. Only time will tell, hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to answer to your postscript; No, I haven't bought my Secondary Three books yet. Have you? And no, I have not read The Glass Menagerie. How's the book? I totally can't believe you read it in 52 minutes! Michelle!!! Why so pro?! ): I can spend weeks reading a book, I swear. Unless it's really interesting or something. Anyhow, I really liked CID and MOV, and hopefully TGM (The Glass Menagerie) would be just as nice &lt;3&gt;. Oh how's The Whale Rider? Sounds pretty cool to me. It's sad though that in the future, we wouldn't even be able to discuss Literature related issues nor exchange pointers as even our textbooks (TGM and TWR) are different. And so, for the thousandth time, I'll repeat-- I'LL REALLY MISS YOU! ):&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Honoured? ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;2. "Gene Pools?!"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, when you first mentioned 'Gene Pool', the first thing which comes to my mind is a little lake with tadpoles. And I assume the tadpoles to be well, sperms? Hahaha. And in a way, what we both visualize is somewhat similar, in which both some sort of water is involved. This notion obviously initiated by the word 'POOL'. And I bet I can make out the Genes you received!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Critical + Intelligent (Be honoured) + Somewhat attractive + Outgoing + Egoistic + Average Height = Michelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Critical + Somewhat Intelligent + Attractive(Sounds weird) + Outgoing + Egoistic + Somewhat not very tall = Rachel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, it's probably because our genes are similar in some ways, that we click well and hence are sisters. Haha, this is so random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;3. 2007...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, as far as I can see, 2007 appears bleak. But I guess we'd only know till it's here. Haha, and hearing you talk about the actress thing, it does seem quite true. Very surprisingly, to all my aunts and uncles, especially to my distant relatives and my mum's friends-- meaning people whom I can 'aunt' or 'Uncle', simply out of respect, and they are actually not related to me; they all think that I'm anti-social and 'very serious'. Very shocking huh? But I guess, since I'm over active in school, the energy just kind of burns out. And when I'm with people I'm not close with, namely, 'aunts' and 'Uncles', I just get 'lazy' to smile. Sounds stupid huh? Oh and once when I was in a hair salon with my cousins and aunt, the hair stylist who is rather close to my mum, asked me why I 'don't talk' compared to my cousins. And he also added "Aiyah, still young must act cute abit mah, why look so serious?" And in my heart I was like, 'HA. Wait till my friends hear that'. So I suppose since I'm so 'active' and chatty around my friends/cousins (people I know well), when it comes to aunts/Uncles or other strangers, I just appear 'cool', serious, day, whatever. Moral of the story? Prioritize your feelings. HAHA. Sounds weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god, I totally can't believe you're going to take Chinese Literature. Haha, Triple Science will evolve you to a China geek. And yeah, I guess your workload will be heavier huh. But I still don't get why CME is included! It's such a waste of time. :/ And I think my choice too, is made regarding the core and elective subjects. Well, firstly Literature (English Literature, mind you), is the ultimate love of my life, and it can be replaced be no other. (Alright, I sound like a freak). And again we're somewhat similar-- I do have a "personal interest in History" quoted from your previous post. And although I'm not 'gaga' over Adolf Hitler and WW1, I do enjoy reading History and it's really rather fascinating. And weirdly, I take stands rather strongly in History, in which I was pissed at Japanese for WW2, Caucasians for the Opium War and so on. Sounds really immature but oh well, it's just an automatic reaction I get. Which is really childish as these were 18402374023 years ago. More importantly, I hope I'll enjoy History. And it's not like I don't like Geography or something. In fact, Geography is one of my favourite subjects too. (I'm a 'Humanities person', huh?) But I guess I gotta prioritise because I prefer Literature and History. Anyhow, I dislike the notion of dropping Geography. It's like doing things half-assed. Quite a shame to spend two years studying a subject, and not completing it in the end. Oh well, I guess we can't have the best of both worlds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Okay, I only have 1008 words so far, long long long way to go. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;4. Relatives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I have like 1 Singapore-Relative-Family. And 2 Singapore-Distant-Relative-Family. And the rest are all English/Americans. Quite sad really, cause there were actually like 5 Singapore-Relative-Families, and slowly they al emigrate. And when I was young, I actually LIKED my (direct) cousins. (I hate my distant cousins). I was really close to my direct-relative-families. And every Sunday there'd be this 'Family day'. And most of my cousins are around my age, so we'd be able to do things together, go out together, discuss schoolwork together and so on. Compared to many, I was considered one that's really close to my relatives. I think when we were young, we even had swimming lessons together or something. And regarding nieces, nephews, etc? I think I've like a Primary 5 AUNT. Yes, AUNT. Which is really weird 'cos she's younger than me o.o And I've a few other 'aunts/Uncles' who are around my age group. Yes, it's really weird. It doesn't really matter though 'cos the only time we actually see each other is during the New Year or Birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. And the 'impotent' person thing is hilarious. Sad to say, I don't enjoy such humor as ALL my relatives are English-Speaking. And in fact, only my family and my other Singapore-Direct-Relative-Family can speak Chinese. The rest speak French or Spanish. And even my parents can't speak Chinese. Ah, damn it, I should have taken up Spanish/French instead of stupid cheena Chinese. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;5. PCD, Holiday Schedule&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, have you noticed "Steam" by Nicole Scherzinger under the Nicole Section? It's her new solo debut single. And it's pretty amazing. But kind of like, the more you listen to it, the nicer it gets. And oh! Have you heard Don't Cha In Simlish? It's hilarious I swear. Sounds gibberish, but it's kinda funny 'cos they sound silly like they're just spouting rubbish or something. I think Simlish is cool 'cos it an actual language &lt;i&gt;created&lt;/i&gt; but the 2 people who created Sims. Its awesome to know that &lt;i&gt;creating&lt;/i&gt; a &lt;i&gt;language&lt;/i&gt; is actually possible. Ah, I'm so fascinated by it. And currently, to while away my time, I play Sims like a gaming addict. But Sims is awesome I swear. It's really amusing to be running their lives. And getting them to flirt with other Sims and stuff like that. And it was really funny because there's this option (for married couples), called 'Vibrate'. And that kinda refers to Sex. And my stupid and innocent sister kept asking me what that stands for, and to satisfy her curiosity, she clicked that option and the Sims kinda take of their clothes and get on the bed, and the bed kinda shakes. (Obviously the Sims body are totally censored.) Anyhow, my sister replied, fascinated, "Why did they take off their clothes before sleeping?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do you do during the holidays? I think I'll add a 'calendar' section in our blog where we can display our schedules monthly or something. Although our blog is already packed with random gimmicks and stuff. So anyway, my current Schedule is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23rd November: Going to my primary school w my younger sister to collect her PSLE Score. Then, going out with Sophie to watch Happy Feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28th November: Class Chalet!&lt;br /&gt;29th November: Class Chalet!&lt;br /&gt;30th November: Class Chalet!&lt;br /&gt;My younger sister's birthday&lt;br /&gt;1st December: Guides Camp&lt;br /&gt;2nd December: Guides Camp&lt;br /&gt;3rd December: Guides Camp&lt;br /&gt;4th December: Guides Camp&lt;br /&gt;6th December: Going out w Sophie, Lynn, Ziying, Sherlyn, Nicole, Huiyi&lt;br /&gt;7th December: Going out w Sophie, Lynn, Ziying, Sherlyn, Nicole, Huiyi&lt;br /&gt;8th December: Going out w Sophie, Lynn, Ziying, Sherlyn, Nicole, Huiyi&lt;br /&gt;9th December: Going out w Sophie, Lynn, Ziying, Sherlyn, Nicole, Huiyi&lt;br /&gt;Rachael Yeo's Birthday&lt;br /&gt;10th December: Going out w Clique!&lt;br /&gt;11th December: My cousin's Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;12th December: Guides NKF in the morning&lt;br /&gt;PGA Course thereafter&lt;br /&gt;13th December: PGA Course&lt;br /&gt;14th December: PGA Course&lt;br /&gt;15th December: PGA Course Test&lt;br /&gt;18th December: Priscilla's Birthday (Guide Senior)&lt;br /&gt;19th December: Buying Books&lt;br /&gt;20th December: Family Dinner At Goodwood Park Hotel&lt;br /&gt;22nd December: My elder sister and cousin is coming back to Sg for holiday&lt;br /&gt;23rd December: Family Dinner, Venue not confirmed.&lt;br /&gt;24th December: Christmas Eve!&lt;br /&gt;25th December: Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;Ziying's Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;26th December: Boxing Day!&lt;br /&gt;29th December: Isabel's Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I just realised I'm super busy. And WHHATTT? I only have SEVEN free days in December. 7 days to do up my homework. Yes, I'm screwd alright. Why can't holidays last forever? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;6. Randoms&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so I'm at 'Randoms' already, which equals to the last topic, and my word count is only 1,787. Sad. And I've had 6, different topics, whereas you had four and yet your word count is way longer. Clearly, it shows that you have much better writing skills and SO, once again, WHY AREN'T YOU TAKING LITERATURE? (Refer to topic #1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, oh my god, it's so cool to meet someone you know overseas! I mean, the world is huge and to meet together during a holiday seems crazy. I mean, the probability of meeting someone overseas is like 1/10000000000000000000000000000000000000000. Like seriously, 'cause there are like a million places one can go, and 60 days in the entire holiday (hence it's hard to get the same days to go overseas), those two factors alone gives you a probability of 1/1,000,000,000. and plus the fact that we don't exactly know one billion and one people to meet overseas, the probability would be like 1/1,000,000,000,000,000,000. Conclusion: It's darn cool you're meeting Michellina, and not to forget, happen to be in the same hotel. Now, the probability is so slight there wouldn't be enough zeroes to depict it. HAHA. And fret not, I wouldn't ever consider the fact that you'd hit on Michellina a.k.a my not very attractive husband. And from that sentence, it's obvious why-- Michellina doesn't have super wonderful qualities that'd make you go head over heels. And she/he is like transsexual. Haha, you get my point. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, totally agree that Jin How is creepy. He thinks its darn cool that the drama teachers and us students can go out to town together or go for Musical Evening together. Haha, and I don't think the other drama teachers actually keep in touch with their students. That's totally weird. And he wants me to pick a place to meet; anywhere between Orchard and Somerset MRT. Well, do you think he's serious about it? I mean, crying out loud, it'd look like a school excursion! Imagine some adults and a bunch of students together at Coffee Bean or something. It'd freak everyone out. And it would be totally awkward as there'd be no topic. He would probably be just asking us how's school life, school work, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you should really watch Step Up. It's way cool. The dancing is amazing and Channing Tatum (also known as Tyler Gage in the show) is damn good looking. *swoons* And the dance moves are totally hot. And yes, I agree Time and Time waits for no man. That phrase kinda gives me a feeling as though I'm being left behind or something. :/ Urgh, I've so much things to do yet so little time, and my homework pile is humongous. But I just don't feel like doing them. And I have countless of Christmas cards to write and send. Oh, what's your address again? Forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so it's like 2:34 AM now, and I've to wake up at 8 for my younger sister's PSLE thing. ): I'm going to have eyebags tomorrow! And I'm going out to watch Happy Feet*. Sigh, Rachel is such a busy girl. Haha, and I spent like ages typing this post! 1 over hour okay! Aren't you honoured? ;D Alright, I'm really tired now so I'll stop here. Oh! I added the links! Haha, we need more! :D And maybe we can tag other of our classmates blogs under Michelle and Rachel and ask them to link us. Yepp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I just realised I'm still short of 131 words. How? Well, I'll jsut crap so you have to bear with me. Haha, oh no, WHAT TO SAY? ): Heh, the last time I was super lazy and hence added lyrics. Smart eh? But now I shan't &lt;s&gt;cheat.&lt;/s&gt; Heh. I don't get how you could type out such a long post, w/o Lyrics! Man, not meaning to be naggy or something but, WHY NOT LITERATURE?!?! For the one millionth and one time. Haha, I'm sure you're going to regret your decision in the future. I mean, if you have talent/interest in writing, you should pursue it and not take only half of it! (Elective Lit). It's the same as doing things half-assed cause it's still incomplete kinda thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And anyway, let's find a day to go out or something. I realized we've very few pictures together ): Oh, and will you be going for class chalet? I may not stay over the second night 'cos it's my sister's birthday the day after. Yeah. You better come okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada! I did it! :D 3000 words next, Michelle! You die die die! Hahaha. So yepp,&lt;br /&gt;Until then&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Rachel.C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foot note*: Happy Feet is this retarded cartoon show about a penguin who couldn't sing and kept dancing or something like that. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise, surprise. -2567 words-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718658-116422205482177069?l=rockersmr-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/feeds/116422205482177069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718658&amp;postID=116422205482177069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/116422205482177069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/116422205482177069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/2006/11/omg-i-hate-you-michelle-2009-words.html' title='Omg, I hate you Michelle! ): 2009 WORDS?!'/><author><name>lala.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05957298988095262072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718658.post-116417788618169862</id><published>2006-11-21T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T22:44:46.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Document 21</title><content type='html'>Jeez, Rachel. You mean you actually counted the number of words I wrote..? You are fascinating.. In a bad way, to say the least. Well, you know you don't have to make up for anything, I am sure.. Its just the conscience that bites. Anyway, you managed to write 1600++ words, which, I am sure, is no easy feat, but very easily achieved if one includes the lyrics of a song. It is not very "C-R-A-Z-Y" for somebody to write 1500 words for a post, you proved your own hypothesis to be very very wrong. Sad for somebody who is likened to be my TWIN sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling that when we swam about in the Gene Pool before we were born, I got all the intelligence and you got all the crappiness.  Really, when they talk about "Gene Pool(s)", what image do you have..? I get this weird image like.. I am sitting at the side of the a pool - which they call the Gene Pool - and there this weird things floating, or maybe, swimming, of fishes and some are dark, snappy fishes like barracudas, and they've this word engraved on their bodies like.. negative traits.. for example.. Stupidity. And because you get the trait of the fish you get, e.g. Stupidity, then you are stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was here                                                                                                                     &lt;br /&gt;and now I'm here.&lt;br /&gt;Always outta point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, my post, or you can call it response, is just starting. Yeah, I guess I'm gonna split it into a few.. say.. Topic sentences too. So how many words is my introduction Rachel..? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, Rachel. You complain as though 2007 would be horrible.  You don't know how damn right you are. Yes, we will be in different classes, which is most upsetting. Trust me, in days when you don't come to school and PLAY TRUANT, I experience the most horrible times. The whole classroom is quiet, no squeaky Rachel at the back. Sometimes glancing at the empty seat would be a little.. tragic. Like, some part of the class has been ripped away and we are not a whole. And times when neither Michellina nor you are present, it really sucks. I'll be class-sick next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really.. I kinda feel.. Restricted.. to express myself. I have no idea why. I think I read somewhere that actors / actresses kinda pent up their emotions after much time of acting, and they look like they don't feel anything at all. And then there is this sort of.. specially reserved reaction for them as to the situations. After too much acting of other quirky characters, they board their own personal personalities up, and so to other people, they seem as very cold people. I think I'm starting to grow like that. So maybe I won't feel so much hurt to be torn from my old class and sewn unto a new 3C3 blanket, and maybe my current reaction to this is being acted out, I don't know. But I do know that it would be bloody painful to be seperated next year. And maybe, to an actress, knowing the situation would be good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see. In 3C3, there are 2 people from our class. My, my. And that person doesn't come from my clique. AMANDA QUEK is in my class. I'm not saying its horrible, but it certainly is weird. I don't even know her that well, like, I know that she's bloody intelligent, sits next to Su Jean, she's Su Jean's Plan B, like, if you don't see both of them attacking someone, most probably they will when Su Jean screams for Amanda. Remember that we had to write a Valentines' Day Card to someone whom you wasn't really acquainted to this year? Well, no prizes guessing who I wrote to. Yup, Ol' Amanda. So I'm really surprised to find that I'll have lotsa chances to be fairly acquainted with her. Besides, I found out last year that she lives in one of the houses opposite mine. Talk about fate. So, maybe I am going to really make friends with her next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about workload. Darling Rachel, you have 2 sciences, 2 maths, 2 languages, 2 humanites, social studies, and CME. Now that's a friggin 10 subjects. And now honey, look what I have. I have 3 sciences, 2 math, 2 languages, 2 humanities, social studies, CME and a possible CHINESE LITERATURE. You heard me right. CHINESE LITERATURE. Oh god, this spells hell for me here. Whatthehell am I gonna do with CHINESE LITERATURE? I'm gonna die. I'm gonna burn in fury flames and burn to death. So look, you have 10 subjects. I have a possibility of 11 / 12 subjects. Now, tell me. What about your workload again..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, the "make-new-friends". I'm quite sure that an ELDDS member will have no problem making new friends. Its just the other people I don't understand. If I say something offensive, I'll probably spend the rest of my Secondary life in a hell hole. Well, at least, unlike you, I already have made my choice about the core and elective subjects. I have this... Personal interest in history, but I can only read to gain knowledge of it... My knowledge of History is not extended through my writing, for I can give no evidence of the events that have happened. Most upsetting, really. So I'm taking Pure Geography and Elective Literature. No History at all. But really, I think you're a Humanities person. So I figure that you would excel in your Humanities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand the stress the choices bring. I never wanted to go into triple. If my mother hadn't harped on triple science and how if I couldn't cope with triple, she could go to the principal to appeal to drop one of my sciences. I doubt that if I tell her I am unable to cope, she will not go to the principal. I really never thought of how it would be like to be a triple science student. Well, maybe I have fantasised about going into triple before, but never a really.. substantiated dream. I know Stephanie and Celestine were saying at the start of the year that they really wanted to go into C3. Me? I hadn't made up my choice yet, but I had a pretty good feeling about C1. It was Pure Literature afterall. Eunice wanted C2, Michellina wanted G1 and Valerie was as indecisive as I was. I guess only Eunice and Michellina got what they wanted. Valerie, Stephanie and I were just happy to stick to our choice. So believe in your heart, Rachel. Works sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;2. Hlel as wried ravetelis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I wrote this title in a crap version. Why may you ask. I have no idea. I read somewhere that your brain only picks up the first and last letters of a word. It doesn't read the word as a whole. It merely picks up the first and last letters and fits the rest of the letters in to form a word. Fascinating huh? So in this case, the title is "Hell as weird relatives".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I, Michelle Teo Xiang Rong, aged 14, 2 months and 3 days old, have weird relatives. I have nieces, nephews and horrible cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nieces -- are a pain. I'm not trying to "Anti-Girl" the world, [LOOK. I AM A GIRL] but I just have bloody irritating nieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait. Nieces = Siblings' daughther. No, I don't have a sibling. In my case, my nieces / nephews = cousin's offspring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I had 3 friggin days of taking care of my nieces / nephews. THREE. God, they suck. They scream if they don't get ice-cream WITH jelly. They pull my hair even if I've tied it up in a bun, so I've to put my hair in a shower-cap. They cry if I don't act out a poem from Mother Goose. They roll on the floor if they don't get to watch Jay Jay the Jet Plane. Tell me about a horrid lifestyle. My niece is 7 months and my two Singaporean nephews are aged 4 and 5. I have.. say.. 2 nephews and a niece who live in Taiwan. My niece is 9, and [wait for this] my nephews are aged 14 and 16. Talk about "Generation Gaps". I don't think I'll ever experience such a problem with my Taiwanese nephews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll have to say that you indeed do have pretty unique relatives. The only quirky relative I have is my nephew, aged 16. Yes, my nephew is older than I am. Well, he is currently learning English. And it is horrendous. Once he told me "[insert name of great person here] is a very impotent person". I was stumped. IMPOTENT?? Guess what he meant to say? He meant to say "IMPORTANT". Talk to me about diction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;3. ELDDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well, ELDDS has been fascinating. No utter complaints. Only that now we're preparing for SYF so we're gonna have tougher sessions next year. Unfortunately, we don't have any ELDDS sessions during the holidays. I was asked to return to school once for a brief interaction with our SYF trainer, along with 14 other exclusive members. Honourable, huh? Well, we were trained in our Voice Projectiveness and FLEXIBILITY. I had no idea that actresses had to be flexible. Oh wells, maybe because in SYF, we are acting on stage and there are no microphones. Small wonder why Mr. M can actually stand in front of the hall without a microphone and manage to get the entire school to shut up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I had no idea, that I, in fact, am one of the most flexible people in ELDDS. ME?!?! Maybe ballet is really quite good for me afterall. It was fun, but painful. I sure am looking forward to other sessions in future. I'll laugh at my juniors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;4. Randoms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You wouldn't believe this, but Michellina and I are going to Bangkok togther. Yes, TOGETHER. Now, I'm not hitting on your husband, you must be aware. She's leaving for Bangkok on the 7th and I'm leaving for Thailand on the 7th too. She's leaving Bangkok on the 11th and me on the 12th. She's going to be in Bangkok for the entire 4 days, and I'm spending 1 day in Chiangmai, 1 day in Chiangrai and 3 days in Bangkok. And the funniest thing of all, is that we are staying at the same hotel in Bangkok. So, in a sense, we really are going overseas together. I think there's something between Bangkok and me. Last year, I visted Bangkok too, and I saw my ELDDS senior. This year, I'm visiting Bangkok too, and I'm going to meet Michellina. I think I'm half Thai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JinHow wants to invite us and the other Drama teachers for COFFEE..? Yes, he is strange. And if I accept, I'll be seeing my SYF trainer having coffee too, cos he taught 2S3 Drama. JinHow has a very.. unique.. way of using words. Once, he told me to [quote] "Call [him] Jin". Okay. So we're now in first-name terms. Then he talks to me for 3 seconds and he told me [quote] "I'm going to have to let you go now, I'm in the middle of something." Let me go? That's a very funny expression that I've only heard in a Nursery Rhyme in which the poet counts to ten, stopping in-between to say that a fish has bitten his finger. So.. He's pretty creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I hell haven't watched Step Up. No absolute time. For example, my 16 year-old nephew from Taiwan is arriving today. Time and Tide waits for no man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I really have to go now. I'm meeting my nephew at my Grandmother's house in 15 minutes and I'm leaving for tution at 400. So, goodbye to Cyberspace and my most impotent sister in Secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Have you bought your books yet..? The Literature book, The Glass Menagerie is pretty fascinating. I finished it in 53 minutes all told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 2009 words -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718658-116417788618169862?l=rockersmr-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/feeds/116417788618169862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718658&amp;postID=116417788618169862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/116417788618169862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/116417788618169862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/2006/11/document-21.html' title='Document 21'/><author><name>lala.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05957298988095262072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718658.post-116410719885929942</id><published>2006-11-21T01:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T03:27:18.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled;</title><content type='html'>Oh my god, Michelle, your post was 963 words long! Nine Hundred and Sixty-Three, I repeat. And my previous post was short and so, initially I planned on making this post much longer than yours to make up for it, and now, if so, this post would have to be 1500 wods long or something. Which is C-R-A-Z-Y. It's like the length of an essay you'd write for a competition. But oh well, that'd be my aim for this post. 1500 words. (Don't count on it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I have no idea what title to use and so here's it -- An Untitled Post. O.O&lt;br /&gt;I feel frustrated lately. Like for no apparent reason, I'd just feel like screaming/sleeping/tugging my hair. Sounds senseless I know but ah well. I think this post is going to be really random. And hence, I'll classify them into different sections so it wouldn't be that messy/boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Topic 1: Sec Three Life... &amp; Placement&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is a topic I really dread cause it kinda forces me to think about the really near future-- Sec Three years. I guess I expected that we'd be in different classes, but it hasn't really hit on me on how lessons would go on w/o your presence, or Michellina's, or my clique, and so on. I guess I'd only know for sure when 2007 starts and that's a year I'm really dreading. Let's see, in 3G2, I know... SEVEN PEOPLE. Of which, I'm only &lt;i&gt;relatively&lt;/i&gt; close to one-- Isabel. And to begin with, Isabel and I isn't exactly super close nor what you can consider the best of friends. And there's a whole load of Band people in G2, and hence Isabel would be hanging around them. And that leaves me, alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Sec Three means more subjects, (2 Sciences!), a much heavier workload and hence a whole much more stress. (And omg, we have to take CME next year as well. Can you believe that? What the hell.) Not forgetting the 'make-new-friends' phase we have to go through again; 2007 doesn't exactly sound exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And regarding placement, I'm still torned between Elective History and Elective Geog. Somebody kill me! ): I was so adamant on Pure Lit+ Elect History, and Seniors start going:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Omg, YOU DIE IN PURE LIT!!'&lt;br /&gt;or 'WHAT?! YOU CHOSE ELECT HISTORY?!?!'&lt;br /&gt;and stuff like 'Crazy! Elect. Histroy will you pull all your grades down!!'&lt;br /&gt;and then there's the, 'Sec Three you die, die, die!!!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And trust me, these comments really sway your thoughts and now I've no idea whether Elect. History was the right choice. What a good way for seniors to 'encourage' us. Sigh, what can I say?; Growing up is stressful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Topic 2: Weird and strange relatives.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL WELL, this topic is awesome. Not for the fact that I've great relatives but just the contrary. MY RELATIVES ARE ONE AND ONLY. They are really 'First-Class'. Well, let me give you an example. I've a cousin whom I'll refer to Eg.1. She is... oh my, there are no words that can describe her. Let me tell you some of the atrocities she does. In primary Six, she had an 'enemy' called Michelle Lew and because she hated that Michelle Lew, she'd draw nude (yes, nude) pictures of Michelle.L and then crumple and tear up that piece of paper. Tell me, doesn't she have a mental disorder? I was so freaked out when I found out. Like she draws her enemy with inproportional eyes, noses, hands and so on for revenge. Gosh, she is creepy. And her father suffers from colon cancer, (yes, I sympathise with her for that). But guess what she said after her father passed away? &lt;u&gt;"I wish it was my mother who died instead"&lt;/u&gt; I was like WHAT THE HELL?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Eg.2 is a distant cousin of mine. She's the same age as me and I've met her when I was young, but we've never said a single word to each other. And I just saw her lately at a family dinner and I was with my cousin, Russell, from ACSB. Maybe she thinks he's good looking, or that him and I are very intelligent, or that we're just wonderful and cool. And in any case, within the next day, she added both of us on Friendster and she has sent me about a thousand testimonials as though we're best of friends. Righhhhttt.. And she was whining on how much she hated her Secondary school the whole dinner. Like hello, get a life honey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, not all of my relatives are weird. I've this really cute cousin who's like 2 years old. And super cute cousins from the age or 1 to seven. And I guess, after that age, some of them go monstrous. And anyway, I want to share this conversation with you! It's between one of my super cute cousins who is 9 I think, and my aunty a.k.a his mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunty (talking to my uncle): Eh, send me to &lt;u&gt;VIVIO&lt;/u&gt; (it's VIVO) city later k. I need to do my hair.&lt;br /&gt;Cousin (to my aunty): MUMMY, can you pronouce properly? It's VIVO. Not VIVIO! And it's 'STAPLE (the paper together)' not 'STAPLER!'&lt;br /&gt;Aunty: *looks embarrassed*&lt;br /&gt;Cousin: And what's the 6 o'clock show?&lt;br /&gt;Aunty: The JACK and Cody?&lt;br /&gt;Cousin: SEE!! It's ZACK and cody!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. Children these days are so intelligent huh. I was at the back seat trying hard not to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Topic 3: Guides :( &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MAN. You wouldn't want to know what happened yesterday (Monday). Alright, on second thought, you would, cause you'd want a good laugh at guides. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here goes;&lt;br /&gt;You know, there's Guides every Monday and Thursday. And yesterday, during Guides, the programme consisted of SINGALONG. Which simply means, all the Guides sit together, and SING! (Sounds stupid right) And the seniors stand in front telling us to sing louder, what song to sing and so on. So usually, this is done in a Sec Three or Two class, faraway from everyone. But guess what. On Monday, the seniors tried to be funny and held the Singalong in the CANTEEN. In front of Hockey, BAND, Softball, Track, Dance NP, NC, Redcross and one thousand and one PRC Schloars + Teachers. And, they got us to sing GAKO. And we all were like 'WHOAA?' but we still had to sing 'cos the seniors were really fierce. And it was in front of Michellina, Mavis, Tessa and everyone else. And all the CCA's were giving us the 'what-the-hell-do-you-think-you're-doing' look. And it was so embarrassingggggggggggggg ): And later, Tessa said 'Guides today was really weird' and everyone was laughing their head offfff. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: Guides was horrible ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Topic 4: RANDOMS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, anything interesting up with you so far? Guess what, Jinhow wants to invite us and the other Drama teachers for COFFEE. Interested? :/ HAHA. He's abit.. weird. Haha. I mean, which teacher that teaches us for like three lessons keeps in touch with their students and wants to treat them to coffee? And he even wanted us to all go for musical evening together. Haha, abit strange I must say. And I must proudly say, I have not touched my homework (apart for English)! How am I going to cope with the countless stress and pressure (refer to topic #1) in Secondary Three! Man, I'm screwd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and have you watched step up? It's awesome, I swear. Haha, I've watched it thrice already. Hahaha, and Material Girls is so stupid, honestly, DON'T EVER WATCH IT. But yeah, Step Up is hot love &lt;3!&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I've really nothing more to say and my hand's getting tired. I'd add more later if I feel like it I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I think I'll end with lyrics or a very long quote so I can finish this up once and for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, so what lyrics? .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song: Reach&lt;br /&gt;Artist: Caleight Peters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it seems like you’re falling,&lt;br /&gt;Falling out of the sky.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it feels like you’re slipping,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And running out of time.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that’s when &lt;i&gt;you’ve gotta throw it all away;&lt;br /&gt;All of the things that people say.&lt;br /&gt;And all of the doubts that fill your mind,&lt;br /&gt;Don’t belong there. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you do, &lt;i&gt;you’ll never be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;As long as you reach for it. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you reach for it, nothing's too far.&lt;br /&gt;And its never too long, as long as you reach for it.&lt;br /&gt;You can dream on it, everywhere its there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I can be stupid,&lt;br /&gt;I can get out of line.&lt;br /&gt;But most times you know what I’m doing;&lt;br /&gt;Its not like some big surprise.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I,&lt;br /&gt;I just want to make you understand.&lt;br /&gt;That&lt;i&gt; failing on me isn’t in my plans. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all of the doubts that fill my mind,&lt;br /&gt;Don’t belong there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you do, you’ll never be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;As long as you reach for it.&lt;br /&gt;When you reach for it, nothing's to far.&lt;br /&gt;And its never too long, as long as you reach for it.&lt;br /&gt;You can dream on it, everywhere its there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;There’s so much distance,&lt;br /&gt;Between what you want and what you’ve got. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you really want it-its your life.&lt;br /&gt;So you gotta try.&lt;br /&gt;You’ve gotta fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you do, you’ll never be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;You can reach for it,&lt;br /&gt;You can reach for it.&lt;br /&gt;Its never too far and its never too long.&lt;br /&gt;As long as you reach for it.&lt;br /&gt;You can dream on it,&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere. (All you gotta do is reach for it)&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere. (All you gotta do is reach for it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you do, you’ll never be wrong. (All you gotta do is reach for it)&lt;br /&gt;As long as you reach for it. (All you gotta do is reach for it)&lt;br /&gt;When you reach for it, nothing's to far.&lt;br /&gt;And its never too long, as long as you reach for it.&lt;br /&gt;You can dream on it,&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say? 1670 words darling! Beat that. I'M AMAZING! HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Rachel. C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;/edit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And omg, did you see Mr Keong's Screen name? -- RELEASE YOUR HORSE TO ME! NOW NOW NOW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Release your horse to me. (From the Chinese phrase 'fang4 ma2 guo4 lai3') WHAT THE HELL! HAHAHAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718658-116410719885929942?l=rockersmr-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/feeds/116410719885929942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718658&amp;postID=116410719885929942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/116410719885929942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/116410719885929942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/2006/11/untitled.html' title='Untitled;'/><author><name>lala.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05957298988095262072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718658.post-116408513072785435</id><published>2006-11-20T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T20:58:50.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rants about almost everything</title><content type='html'>Well, as you can see, I named this post RANTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why may you ask. Firstly, its all about holiday homework. Secondly, is about the placement choices. And thirdly, [this is the one you've all been waiting for] is about DUMB BIMBOS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First: Holiday Homework. Now, I would like to question the meaning of the extremely exotic word, "Holiday". According to Windows Word, "Holiday" pronounced as HOL-i-day, is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. day of leisure&lt;br /&gt;2. alternative for vacation&lt;br /&gt;3. legal day off&lt;br /&gt;4. holy day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so maybe the last meaning of "Holiday" doesn't exactly fit into our context now, but nevermind. If a "Holiday" is a "day of leisure", then why do we still have that dirty 4-letter word to do? I won't keep you guessing, that word is "WORK". Dirty and 4-lettered. [Really, what were you people thinking...] Anyway, I'm always outta point. Back to the rant. If "Holidays" were really "day of leisure", then why do we still "WORK" during "day(s) of leisure"? Wait a minute. Have I repeated this? It sounds familiar. Okay, I did. But nevermind. This is what they call "emphasis" in Literature. It is a literary technique. But anyway, I have slogged for the first few weeks of November and I intend to rest for the... rest... of the holidays. Funny how word-play works huh...?[Speaking of which, have you noticed that "word-play" is merely "sword-play" without the "s"?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next rant: Placement results. Okay, so it was out like... a few days ago [on the 17th of November]. Reaching school at 0830 hrs clearly wasn't what I anticipated. Apparently, I thought I would be the only one in school. I must have been pondering about that in my left brain, for I clearly wasn't right. My, my. I must love word-plays. Anyway, I went to school to see which class / combination I had landed myself into. Guess how many people there were. I was too... say... lethargic... to count, but I'm sure that there were more people there than I have of fingers. [Speaking of which, I only have 8 fingers, but the entire Sec. 2 dance troupe was there. Coupled with so many other Sec. 2s, I definitely have lesser fingers.] Point is, I met Valerie there and we saw our classes. I won't say if I'm pleased or not, but I'm pissed off. So I went into the General Office ALONE because Valerie stayed back to speak to her dance friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I wasn't alone. There were about five people, no doubt, from DANCE, and me. So I got the booklist and the Appeal Form. I have no idea why I decided to take the appeal form. You can call it "acting on impulse". So I got home, told my mum the news and she's still talking about it. Until today. I think I'm sick of Sec. 3 life, even though I still have 6 more weeks to go before it. I think we're in different classes, Rachel, but even though we are apart, I'm very sure our &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hearts will always be linked as one&lt;/span&gt;. Okay, so the last line was adapted from a Hong Kong drama serial show where the male and female leading characters are going to be apart as the male / female is going away, but yeah. Typical cheesy phrase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what you've all been waiting for. My third rant: Bimbos. Okay, maybe it isn't a rant, but rather, an entertaining account of bimbos I have met. Firstly, I want to say that I don't mean to be mean to them. Word-play, once again. I don't believe that all bimbos have to be blonde. I'm ranting about bimbos, and they're all Asian. More specifically, Singaporean. More specifically, from my cousin's clique. Wait, before you tag and scream something like,"Hey, I'm Singaporean and I'm not a bimbo at all!!!" I am ranting about &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my cousin's clique&lt;/span&gt;. So I'm not talking about you. Well, so here it goes. My first encounter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were listening to the radio and we here Elvis Presley's Jailhouse Rock. So it was all quiet, which is surprising because there were 5 people and one ELDDS member. So I decided to point out that the song the radio just played was called Jailhouse Rock by Elvis Presley. I wish I didn't. Some smart ass from my cousin's clique, tall, thin, dumb, decided to speak something. As she hardly ever speaks, I was wondering if the words coming out from her mouth were some sort of a pearl of wisdom or something, like, when did Elvis die or stuff. But no. Smart ass said,"I saw Elvis at McDonalds that day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if someone ever tells you," I saw Elvis at blahblah that day," RUN. Call the police. So her clique decided to chip in to Smart ass's remark and this is what they said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bimbo 1: " Yeah, he's really cute. I saw him on TV that time... I think it was about 2 weeks ago."&lt;br /&gt;Nothing wrong with that. Maybe they had a documentary that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bimbo 2 said [Oh gosh, wait for this one...] : "I heard him on the radio... He was being interviewed and he sounded so cool. The DJ got his signature after that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not wanting to spoil their enthusiasm, I didn't say anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encounter 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "So where are you all going for the holidays?"&lt;br /&gt;Bimbo 1: "I'm going to America."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "That's cool. Which part of America are you visiting?"&lt;br /&gt;Bimbo 1: "Cameron Highlands."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That girl scored a D8 for Geography. No prizes guessing why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- End of rants -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postcript: If you feel in any way, insulted by my rants, feel free to tag and include your personal blog / email too. I will try to apologise. Have a nice day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718658-116408513072785435?l=rockersmr-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/feeds/116408513072785435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718658&amp;postID=116408513072785435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/116408513072785435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/116408513072785435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/2006/11/rants-about-almost-everything.html' title='Rants about almost everything'/><author><name>lala.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05957298988095262072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718658.post-116265359210147452</id><published>2006-11-04T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T08:54:39.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2S2. WAM. Holiday Homework.</title><content type='html'>Okay, firstly, I'm very sorry I took so long to post ): When I could have posted like three weeks ago, but I kept procrastinating. Yepp, sorry! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, it'll be really really sad to part ): And in your previous post you said you're going to take Lit and Geog, meaning, Pure Lit, 1/2 Geog! ): So you should have stuck with that and not take Pure Geog... And you mentioned that we could sit together next time. But I guess that wouldn't be able to take place huh. ): Whatever it is, I'm certain that things would be really different around without you. Like seriously, I can't picture myself in a class without you... It'll be just so... different. Weird. Horrible. Uneasy. Yeah, I don't know. But it would be alot less lively and I'm sure I'll have 10000000000000x a better time with you around ;D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honoured?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, I'LL REALLY MISS YOU! ): So we gotta continue and post here; as fast as we can this holiday, and as much as we can next year and the years to come. That would be pretty hard though; keeping contact even though we're in different classes... Even so, we gotta try yeah! Damn, I hate changes ): And I think I've said this manymany times but... WHEN WE SEE EACH OTHER AROUND, WE GOTTA RUN OVER AND GIVE EACH OTHER A &lt;b&gt;BIG&lt;/b&gt; HUG YEAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so, enough about 'depressing-leaving-class' issues... Haha. The Wait A Minute Video is hot love! Hahaha. And quoting you, "to all our fans out there" unquote, here's the video in case you haven't seen it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4gzJKLKhT4w"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4gzJKLKhT4w&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yepp. Nicole is gorgeous. Hahaha. So yes, holiday homework. Have you done anything else apart from English? Hahaha. I haven't. But I'll do it soon la. Definitely before December. The English Homework is retarded. One of the questions on the Colloquial language was saying something like this guy has '"a &lt;u&gt;&lt;s&gt;do&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/u&gt; at his place". I was like WHOAA? ("Do" meaning party) And who the hell would go like "Hey, let's have a &lt;s&gt;&lt;u&gt;do&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/u&gt; at my house!" What the hell man. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, I've read Anne Of Green Gables, Angels and Demons, Da VinCi Code, Tuesdays With Morrie and The 5 People You Meet In Heaven, from the list of books. Haha, Five out of FORTY-FOUR. Amazing? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think I'm taking really long with this post 'cause I keep doing other things halfway. But I think this post is pretty long already right? Hahaha, I'll type a longer one the next time :D Post ASAP yeah! And you &lt;u&gt;HAVE TO&lt;/u&gt; come to the class chalet yeah! Oh! My &lt;u&gt;Clique Chalet&lt;/u&gt;'s is FOUR DAYS!-- Wednesday, 08 November 2006!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: There's a new &lt;u&gt;Nicole Scherzinger&lt;/u&gt; section included below the tagboard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;rachelchng&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718658-116265359210147452?l=rockersmr-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/feeds/116265359210147452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718658&amp;postID=116265359210147452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/116265359210147452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/116265359210147452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/2006/11/2s2-wam-holiday-homework.html' title='2S2. WAM. Holiday Homework.'/><author><name>lala.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05957298988095262072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718658.post-116072393452210326</id><published>2006-10-12T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T00:18:54.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At long last.. The start of something new..</title><content type='html'>Okayokay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great ME is here. yes, cheer, cheer on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today's Friday the 13th!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is it supposed to be? a bad luck day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, yeah, i agree about the friday 13th being bad luck day thingy. as in, well, i encountered it once..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like.. i was Pr.6 at that time, and i somehow managed to be able to take the bus home.. so i did. and the bloody bus broke down on me and i got so worried i half cried. as in, yeah. HALF cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised too, that there are lotsa songs out there about days of the week. for example, there's this song i know that goes,"its just another maddening monday, i wish it was sunday, cos that's my funday".. there's another one wich goes,"you can kiss me on a monday, a monday, a monday... but never never on a sunday, a sunday, a sunday, cos that's my day of rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, hey, just wanna tell all our fans out there that, guess what, our examinations are TOTALLY OVER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really worried about the exams rachel.. i don't think i'll do well.. desmond keong has already freaked me out by telling me i half failed paper 1 and i just feel.. i dunno.. helpless..? like, yeah, i was really shocked. oh yeah, and he said you did pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, i dunno what to expect for my other subjects..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like.. math was my best subject in mid-years. i know, its scary, but i like.. yeah.. never really expected my math grade to shoot up from.. B4 to an A1..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly, good things don't last. i guess i'll just have to stick around with a B3 or something now.. i really hope PBL will push my grade up to an A1 or something, but, yeah right. Fat hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what to expect for chinese, i dunno what to expect for english. my so-called "best subjects" suck now. like.. chinese dropped from A1 to A2 and i think it'll drop to B3. and english, man.. don't talk about it. science was never a good subject for me.. so i'll score badly. i mean, i know i won't be able to get to the class i want. never. but i'm gonna take lit and geog. you? honestly, i wanted to take lit and history, because they're studying about hitler and mao next year, but yeah, i just saw it as a no no cos i basically cannot score in history.. we will dominate and rock every class we go to.. it okay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, i am but a normal student.. not one of those fantasy students who are good in everything, who can do anything. i'm still struggling in my academic studies even after 1 bloody year handling 8 subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i'm starting to question if i'm just about as retarded as you are, my darling sister. maybe not AS retarded, but GOING TO BE that retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really, i feel like killing myself. okay, maybe i shouldn't. i remember when i was Pr.5, i told my friend that i'd like to kill myself for my chinese grades [because i got 80 /100 for my chinese] and she cried and cried and cried and my teacher actually thought that i really wanted to kill myself and had to talk to my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy, was it a fuss then. i had to go and tell them that, "hey, i was FREAKIN KIDDIN when i said that i wanted to kill myself?!! FOR HELL'S SAKE!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, yeah. thinking about it now, i kinda think that i was kinda stupid. gosh, i'd kill myself NOW if i could just get 80 /100 for chinese now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeez, i really wonder why everyone seems like a genius in primary school and yet such a [quote from MOV] "blinking idiot" in secondary school. i mean, we're all MATURE, some more mature than others, and.. smarter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funnily, i wish i was like.. half my current age. 14 is such a boring age. study, sleep, eat. gosh, you'll grow fat. 14. ah.. bloody boring. and i think like.. a bit upsetting too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially if we're gonna split. like.. 13 more days and we won't be 2S2 anymore.. 1S2 will grow to become 2S2 '07 and we're just gonna graduate. i think i'll cry on that day. funny for a person like ME to say that, because basically, as i remember it, i am not emotional. totally, utterly, uh-uh. and yet i'm here telling you that i'm gonna drench the school on the 26th of october, and that's like.. ?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we were talking about a farewell present on that day.. hmm.. i dunno what i should give my clique.. i don't even know if we're as close to each other as before.. maybe i shouldn't have joined a clique in the first place.. just hurts alot when you all gotta split. i know eunice and steph and michellina and celestine are going to a different class than i am. i told you, i was going to lit and geog. hopefully we'll be in the same class. i'll sit next to you, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. no more talking about sad stuff for me. as in, in this post, no more. i dunno about future ones, but yeah. oh wells, gotta go now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718658-116072393452210326?l=rockersmr-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/feeds/116072393452210326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718658&amp;postID=116072393452210326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/116072393452210326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/116072393452210326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/2006/10/at-long-last-start-of-something-new.html' title='At long last.. The start of something new..'/><author><name>lala.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05957298988095262072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718658.post-115875749593268896</id><published>2006-09-20T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T07:04:51.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated Happy Birthday Wish!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MICHELLE! LOVELOVE&lt;3!&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, sorry i forgot to post that on your birthday! :( I wanted to, but somehow forgot. Anyway, 'll try and change the date of this post to like 17th. So it'll seem like i posted this on your birthday! :D Smart eh xD, but anyway, today is the 20th. Haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. So yeah. Friday's English. Totally awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh. FYE sucks like omfg. And yeah:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Shylock Versus. Antonio. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well duh. I vote Antonio&lt;3&gt;. I mean, he's so caring and affectionate! :D Haha, and mostly because I'm partly racist, and thus can't find it in my heart to go "OH, I SYMPATHIZE SO BADLY WITH YOU SHYLOCK!!!! :(" I mean, okay so, the poor guy's been discriminated. Poor thing. Aww. But that's the furthest I'll go to empathize with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antonio, on the other hand, shows deep brotherly love and affection for Bassanio and sacrificed so much. :D Yet that brainless Shylock goes: "I WANT MY BOND!" Like WTF?! Haha, and yes. Admit it Michelle, You're convinced that Antonio rocks more than Shylock. So there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes. enough on Shylock and Antonio. Haha, YES,  I bloody hell agree that the S1's Aragon was ..?!?! I mean oh please, Aragon wasn't meant to be &lt;u&gt;GAY&lt;/u&gt;. He was meant to be Arrogant for God's sake, Duh. And C3 was pretty good though. Although yes, the kissing scene was abit too much; something you can, and will never, see Michellina and I doing. And yeah, that Catherine person didn't seem to like us. But on the other hand, whoever said anyhting about &lt;u&gt;we liking &lt;i&gt;her&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, so... Exams. How are your revisions? Man, mine suck like omfg. Haha. Don't even remind me on how screwd I am. But yeah. What are your ideal combinations? Pure Literature better be in ;D really hope we'll go to the same class next year though. Then we'll dominate Crescent, c&lt;u&gt;lass by class :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, all the best for English on Friday. Damn this sucks. Yeah and I know, I love this blogskin too &lt;3&gt; Rachel, *sigh*, It-intellectual. So that's about all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's GWS's last week next week. :( Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachelchng.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718658-115875749593268896?l=rockersmr-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/feeds/115875749593268896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718658&amp;postID=115875749593268896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/115875749593268896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/115875749593268896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/2006/09/belated-happy-birthday-wish.html' title='Belated Happy Birthday Wish!'/><author><name>lala.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05957298988095262072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718658.post-115833222094634697</id><published>2006-09-15T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T07:57:00.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh wells, so okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suck at IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, aren't we all thankful that we have my [cough cough AHEM AHEM vomits] DARLING sister called Rachel? Oh yes we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, okay, so I thought that I would go post a debate formatted post but, hey, no time.&lt;br /&gt;Tick tock. Time is running out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So okay, honestly, your literature essay sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It only had 2 points.&lt;br /&gt;No wonder you're not in ELDDS. You've gotta come up with BETTER and MORE points than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I know you think I suck toa CERTAIN extent, not a GREAT extent. Like how Shylock rocks to merely a CERTAIN extent. But hey, Shylock rocks. He's better than Antonio. I like Shylock, though, say, he's a Jew and all that, and bloodthirsty, but hey, he's cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, honestly, if you wanted revenge, for example on me for calling you a stupid prig, even though its a true thing, but you wouldn't exactly lend me 3ooo ducats for a pound of flesh right? It sounds nonsencial from the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I kinda feel that its really synchronised. Like, okay, I know that its a STORY that has been planned by the master of words, William Shakespheare, but, yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells. Merchant of Venice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And did we act well during filming? I kinda thought that the lady.. what's her name.. Catherine..? didn't really think well of us. I didn't, cos I didn't watch myself in the act.&lt;br /&gt;But seriously. Everyone's told me that I rocked when I acted, but I kinda didn't think so. Did I overact o' Rachel the sarcarstic person who is in charge of half the blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think so. I thought the 2s1 Arragorn was kinda freaky. Like, for biscuits sake, ARRAGORN IS NOT GAY. Nor is the Messenger. I kinda bolted when they gave their introductions. Like.. Okay.. This poor girl CAN act gay but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the one after theirs was.. disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;Like, the kissing scene was so bloody violent I freaked out. Okay, so I didn't, but at least I managed to stare at the kissing scene and blink a few times. More than a few actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that was ours. Jin How gave me 2 thumbs up when I returned to lean on the wall. Like...? HUH? I didn't think I was good. Cos I remember that if I'm really really really really calmed, I would be in a trance. Or rather, a trance-like state. Which is probably why I should keep myself bubbly and alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, Rachel, I am NOT trying hard to be a Physics geek. I am not even one. But, no matter, I'll tell you what to write for my short intro and you can go change it. Right Ms. IT-savvy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, I'm gonna be celebrating my birthday in another.. 25 hours and 4 minutes. Cool. you know, I kinda hate birthdays. For me, I keep thinking that its like.. One more year nearer to my deathday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe not. But, yeah. For me, its probably,"I'm older, I'm wiser and I don't like it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, seriously, I freaked out when SOPHIE wished me "Happy Early Birthday." and so did just about 75% of the class. And I was like,"How did you know?" and they say,"-insert any member of my clique's name here- tell me one.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, life sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I really gotta sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: I love this blogskin. Really. Thanks alot, Rachel..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718658-115833222094634697?l=rockersmr-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/feeds/115833222094634697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718658&amp;postID=115833222094634697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/115833222094634697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/115833222094634697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/2006/09/oh-wells-so-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>lala.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05957298988095262072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718658.post-115702339097274242</id><published>2006-08-31T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T04:43:06.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>From the above post, what is your impression of Michelle Teo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the above post, I am given a bad impression of Michelle Teo. It appears from the passage that she is extremely egoistic and not very intelligent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first point is that Michelle Teo is egoistic. From the passage Michelle refers to herself as "the smart dude in ELDDS". She &lt;em&gt;thinks&lt;/em&gt; that she is intelligent, although clearly in self-denial. Michelle also claims that she is known to be "A FANTASTICALLY WONDERFUL PERSON WHO ROCKS". From this, it is evident that she is &lt;strong&gt;narcisstic &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;full of herself&lt;/strong&gt; and hence my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I am given the impression that Michelle Teo is not very intelligent. This is obviously shown when she stated "typing in capital letters make your posts seem longer". It shows her character as a gullible child and not very witty. This tells me of the &lt;strong&gt;low IQ&lt;/strong&gt; she has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, it is clear that the above post depicts Michelle Teo as a proud and stupid girl, giving me a bad impression of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Yay, don't you love that little literature essay of mine? ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so back to the post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/?id=2102401850"&gt;http://www.imagestation.com/album/?id=2102401850&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, you can go admire me now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, Drama, MOV &amp;amp; Our Fantastic Play is hot love! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;33333333333333333333333333333333333!&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And teacher's day was fun :) Although the dance/songs were way too many in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, my favorite teacher is GWS! :) and believe it or not, second favorite is Mr Keong. Alright, so like all my clique members and guide friends whom i told them Mr Keong rocks, you're gonna be like "WHATTT?!?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, But he is nice okayyyy! :) Dedicated and conscientious! -swoons. And GWS, OMGGGGG &lt;333333333&gt; haha. So, I've deleted the virus! Like finally, so yupp, get the songs you wnat from me the next time I'm online and yes, Mavis and i are Uninstalling MSN Messenger after September Holidays. Haha, hard to believe huh? xD&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;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2102396796"&gt;http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2102396796&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*swoons*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'rachelchng :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718658-115702339097274242?l=rockersmr-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/feeds/115702339097274242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718658&amp;postID=115702339097274242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/115702339097274242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/115702339097274242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/2006/08/from-above-post-what-is-your.html' title=''/><author><name>lala.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05957298988095262072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718658.post-115685711419725925</id><published>2006-08-29T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T06:11:54.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How I, not WE, rocked</title><content type='html'>Okay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree that Drama rocks... Now you know why I'm in ELDDS? Well, point is, DRAMA ROCKS NOT ONLY MY SOCKS! Haha. Guides are what..? What did you say they were? Marchers? Oh, of course. Anything else? Well, the smart dude in ELDDS can think of another. And I don't think I'm gonna tell the whole world this, though I think 8/9 of the total population already know the other thing that Guides are. ;] And yeah, I thought it was pretty short too.. Aww, you actually said that I acted well?!! Gosh, then my acting should have been horrible.. Cos you've horrible taste and thus, anything you say is "good", is "bad" in my point of view. Thus, I acted badly. And I didn't forget my lines. I merely lost concentration on my script. Okay, that was an excuse. But that's not the point.. Yeah, of course the play was great. It starred you and me! Portia and Arragon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course I'm not really appeased. And I totally agree with the part about JinHow. I thought he was like.. fierce and scary and authoratative in the first lesson but after that... Not really... Not that much anyway.. And yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes our play rocks.. The reason being, as I've already told the whole world, is because WE ACTED IN IT. And yes, we owe each other quite alot of sweets. I beat you in Chinese, Math, D &amp; T, We scored the same in Lit.. What else? Oh, did you win me in Science?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And okay, you're gonna show pictures of me WEARING A COAT AND A WHITE SHIRT AND PANTS AND A RIDICULOUS HAT TO THE ENTIRE WORLD? HELL NO. HONESTLY, THANKS FOR TAKING PICTURES.. BUT THIS PUBLICITY IS.. WELL, IT'LL RUIN MY REPUTATION. I AM KNOWN TO BE A FANTASTICALLY WONDERFUL PERSON WHO ROCKS. SO, NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I realised that typing in capital letters make your posts seem longer. Hey, that's cool.. I'm gonna do that next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm gonna have to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeez, I'm broke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~*..:: My love for me is higher than the highest ocean and deeper than the deepest sea. Oh yes. I love me. ::..*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718658-115685711419725925?l=rockersmr-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/feeds/115685711419725925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718658&amp;postID=115685711419725925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/115685711419725925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/115685711419725925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/2006/08/how-i-not-we-rocked.html' title='How I, not WE, rocked'/><author><name>lala.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05957298988095262072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718658.post-115685172429654230</id><published>2006-08-29T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T04:42:04.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"All The World's A Stage..."</title><content type='html'>All the world's a stage..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the world's a stage..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the world's a stage..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the world's a stage..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the world's a stage..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh. I love drama. Mostly because we rocked and the play was pretty much a blast :D&lt;br /&gt;And, aw. It's sad that Drama's over :(&lt;br /&gt;Pretty darn fast :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Merchant Of Venice! Haha, you acted well! Although you forgot your lines but even so the play was great! Haha, I kinda screwd up though. And yes, SORRY FOR TAKING SUCHA LONG TIME TO POST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Haha, appeased? Okay, i don't think so. So, I shall write a longer post to make up for my late post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so JinHow is pretty nice. I mean, we were all saying he's boring at first but now, i kinda like him :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, for the one millionth and one time, Merchant Of Venice rocks. Especially our play. LOVELOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my grades stink. Especially D&amp;T. Haha, how many sweets do I owe you anyway? Haha. But, I beat you in English and History, (although you beat me in everything else) Urgh that stinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO SO. Long enough? Yes. Good :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post the link to the pictures later so check back soon :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beautiful, sophisticated, elegant, intelligent, witty, grand, mighty, loving, wonderful;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:hot pink;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Rachelchngshuhui :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718658-115685172429654230?l=rockersmr-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/feeds/115685172429654230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718658&amp;postID=115685172429654230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/115685172429654230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/115685172429654230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/2006/08/all-worlds-stage.html' title='&quot;All The World&apos;s A Stage...&quot;'/><author><name>lala.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05957298988095262072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718658.post-115616789368946271</id><published>2006-08-21T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T06:44:53.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Merry Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY RACHEL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Okay, I just told the whole world that it was your birthday... Just as you instructed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;BYE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;And you're one year nearer to your death-day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999900;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718658-115616789368946271?l=rockersmr-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/feeds/115616789368946271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718658&amp;postID=115616789368946271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/115616789368946271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/115616789368946271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/2006/08/merry-birthday.html' title='A Merry Birthday'/><author><name>lala.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05957298988095262072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718658.post-115339941348144073</id><published>2006-07-20T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T05:43:33.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally...</title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am back. Cheer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I managed to come on again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh fantastic, I know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I darn like the songs in High School Musical...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel like uploading it in youtube for no particular reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't believe that you and I were &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;STUDYING&lt;/span&gt; in the Study Pavilion today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's so unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, we did quite a lot for... half an hour? Or 45 minutes? Can't remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I recall is that you wanted to change into your Guides shirt and I had to help you fill up your bottle, as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyys, I'm quite happy that I remembered to empty out your "un-cold" water from your waterbottle and I managed to not fill it up to the brim so that it won't leak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really ought to have more toliet breaks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's more like a get-to-know-you-better session.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, as I have proved, those sessions work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I've nothing to talk about now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta do the dirty and disgusting four letter word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W-O-R-K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I kinda like the pianist in High School Musical...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I'm like so jealous...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can sing, they can dance, and they can rock...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goshh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who cares. We know who rocks most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love "Breaking Free"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so darn nice. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs. Gotta go. Work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718658-115339941348144073?l=rockersmr-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/feeds/115339941348144073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718658&amp;postID=115339941348144073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/115339941348144073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/115339941348144073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/2006/07/finally.html' title='Finally...'/><author><name>lala.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05957298988095262072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718658.post-114977580220278509</id><published>2006-06-08T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T07:10:02.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello again. haha. you took bleeding long for that post. haha.and yeah, we should 'publicize' our blog more huh. maybe we can out the url as our personal msg or sth..? then all our contacts will know our site. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. your posts are extremely short dear. tsk. and yje amount of homework we have are just WORLDLOADS. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework:&lt;br /&gt;Chinese essay.&lt;br /&gt;2 newspaper articles.&lt;br /&gt;english essay.&lt;br /&gt;english comprehensions.&lt;br /&gt;english summary.&lt;br /&gt;maths assessment set a&lt;br /&gt;maths assessment set b&lt;br /&gt;maths jorunal&lt;br /&gt;science&lt;br /&gt;flash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. and im proud to say. i have done hardly anything.&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i gtg now. haha. bye.&lt;br /&gt;see you tmr! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718658-114977580220278509?l=rockersmr-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/feeds/114977580220278509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718658&amp;postID=114977580220278509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/114977580220278509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/114977580220278509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/2006/06/hello-again.html' title=''/><author><name>lala.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05957298988095262072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718658.post-114880733884790697</id><published>2006-05-28T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T07:01:41.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Language Problems</title><content type='html'>Okay. I am here. Clap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bows] Thank you. Firstly, I want to criticize Rachel. WHY, Rachel, WHY ON EARTH have you gone bonkers?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look. The word on your last post should be "DO NOT", not "DOES NOT".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or is it the other way round? Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked my cousin, "What is 'Board Games' in Chinese?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"你说的是无聊的游戏吗?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I laughed. Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah. I watched X-men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS SO DARN COOL!! !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like Wolverine very much. That is because he &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;killed&lt;/span&gt; JEAN GREY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean... Seriously....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Killing Jean Grey is as much as an offence to throw rocks at girls, if you know what I mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xavier is cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn't die. I'm glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what's the point of carrying on the show if Jean Grey is dead anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a GREAT point to question yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But WHATEVER HAPPENS, RAVEN is always much more powerful than Jean Grey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. Matter. What.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your turn to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: To many of those faithful, fervent fans of ours who have logged on to this blog for hope that you find more information about your idols, I truly apologise. Well, Auf Wiedersehen. I'm back to TEEN TITANS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718658-114880733884790697?l=rockersmr-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/feeds/114880733884790697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718658&amp;postID=114880733884790697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/114880733884790697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/114880733884790697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/2006/05/language-problems.html' title='Language Problems'/><author><name>lala.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05957298988095262072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718658.post-114595241937234020</id><published>2006-04-25T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T01:06:59.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RACHEL'S PRETTY POST :D</title><content type='html'>hello Michelle! and all other random people visiting here.&lt;br /&gt;hahah. you know what, your 'pinky and brain' theory do &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; make sense at all. hahah. gosh Michelle dear, you should know that &lt;i&gt;rachel&lt;/i&gt; is the smart one?&lt;br /&gt;aah. amazing what studying too much has done to you.&lt;br /&gt;you're going bonkers dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah. but it's okay, NERDS are HOTT! :D hahah. thats like my favorite phrase lately D:&lt;br /&gt;and yours is like?.. I LOVE CAREBEARS! TEEN TITANS FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT! or something.&lt;br /&gt;hahah. dont you think that sounds &lt;u&gt;absolutely&lt;/u&gt; silly? hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. so yeah. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GOOD LUCK FOR MID YEARS EHH xDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just dont get better results than me! :D hahah. abit hard for you though right. hahha. michellina's been studying so much lately eh. hahha. later she get higher grades than us :/ hahah. she wants to be hot too! (nerds are hot rmb?) yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, and look at my extremely long post. sigh. amazing. type longer ah woman! xP&lt;br /&gt;alright the very busy nerd is going to study now (yeah, right!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;x. cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;'rachelchng!_______&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718658-114595241937234020?l=rockersmr-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/feeds/114595241937234020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718658&amp;postID=114595241937234020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/114595241937234020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/114595241937234020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/2006/04/rachels-pretty-post-d.html' title='RACHEL&apos;S PRETTY POST :D'/><author><name>lala.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05957298988095262072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718658.post-114362305600710812</id><published>2006-03-29T00:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T01:04:16.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OF COURSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm touched, Rachel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am EXTREMELY polite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how to GIVE THANKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMPRF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mickey Mouse is CUTE, anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And let's distort your name...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R-A-C-H-E-L...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R-A could be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R-A-T!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi RAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rat --&gt; Pinky and the Brain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet you're Pinky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just NOT SMART enough to be The Brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinky and the Brain are related just how we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One is SMART [Michelle] one is INSANE [Rachel]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY am I so clever? OH why oh why?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of my cleverness, people tend to have less chances of shining..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, no..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE to change that BAD habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm really tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have MATH test tomorrow and CHINESE SPELLING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's probably the worst thing in the world after Rachel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your turn to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718658-114362305600710812?l=rockersmr-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/feeds/114362305600710812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718658&amp;postID=114362305600710812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/114362305600710812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/114362305600710812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/2006/03/of-course-pinky-and-brain-i-bet-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>lala.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05957298988095262072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718658.post-114294352658266653</id><published>2006-03-21T04:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T01:14:19.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3RD BEAUTIFUL POST (:</title><content type='html'>HELLO MICHELLE (:&lt;br /&gt;Haha. sorry for late post! :/ hahahah. i WANTED to post ok. so it wasnt my fault i forgot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah.anw, i know you're super pleased that michellina and i carved your name for you even though its only MIC. hahah. MICKEY MOUSE! heh. wahah. we're so sweet :D next time you have to make for us! hahha. michellina wanted to kmake her name actually okay. rachel the nice and sweet suggested on making yours. aah, nice beyond words. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anw. lalala. rachel rocks rocks rocks.&lt;br /&gt;hahah. oh yeah. hahha. i cant believe michellina got 91 for the cme thingy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. hahah. i bet she anyhow circled! hahah. and i got 65?!! hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;how incredible. gosh, but that self evaluation must be a fake. hahah. how can both of us get 60 over. an mavis got like 89. hahah. that means they're thick-skinned! :D so they dont bother on how people see them. haha D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. alright.&lt;br /&gt;im very tired now.&lt;br /&gt;post longer next time. dont miss me! d:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x. cheers,&lt;br /&gt;'rachelchng!_________.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718658-114294352658266653?l=rockersmr-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/feeds/114294352658266653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718658&amp;postID=114294352658266653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/114294352658266653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/114294352658266653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/2006/03/3rd-beautiful-post.html' title='3RD BEAUTIFUL POST (:'/><author><name>lala.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05957298988095262072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718658.post-114094916946343635</id><published>2006-02-26T02:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T02:19:29.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The difference between narrow-minded people[Rachel] and worshipped people[Michelle}</title><content type='html'>GOSH Rachel... You're so narrow-minded that my heart WEEPS for you. Its bleeds. It sweats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;Gosh, Rachel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who's the retard I'd like to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop discerning yourself, rachel. you know that its bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, ok... I'm wasting lots of time here now too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. yeah... &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say, has anyone[we don't know] visited our blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta end now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The marvellous one. This name is so officially GREAT that not EVERYONE can say the sacred name. Especially the other one on this blog--&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; rachel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718658-114094916946343635?l=rockersmr-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/feeds/114094916946343635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718658&amp;postID=114094916946343635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/114094916946343635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/114094916946343635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/2006/02/difference-between-narrow-minded.html' title='The difference between narrow-minded people[Rachel] and worshipped people[Michelle}'/><author><name>lala.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05957298988095262072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718658.post-114053161747089738</id><published>2006-02-21T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T01:10:21.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd post by the great rachel (:</title><content type='html'>hello michelle (:&lt;br /&gt;well well, im taking up my precious time to post now. and for you info, my posts ARE &lt;strong&gt;very &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;exciting &lt;/em&gt;thankyou. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can just see you gaping at them now. thankyou (: i am proud to say im a very funny person :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah. why why michelle! i cant believe i forgot! you're definetly not a cow, just a retard remember? hahah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;careless. careless of me to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. its plain obvious that we are very interesting people (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just take one look from people and they'll know we are highly amusing. so our blog dont need to be RED YELLOW BLUE PINK GREEN BROWN and hell knows what colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and obviously rachel is the one who makes this blog as interesting as it is (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahah, i like the quote here though: 'you can always count on me for sure- thats what friends are for' AWWW.&lt;br /&gt;so sweet eh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it truly depicts your &lt;u&gt;strong&lt;/u&gt; feelings for me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah, and, i am &lt;u&gt;NOT &lt;/u&gt;your slave my dear. hahah. its the other way round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah, alright. so, good luck in your future common tests,&lt;br /&gt;p/s dont get higher grades than me though! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x. LOVE,&lt;br /&gt;RACHELCHNG!_________.&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;; SUCHA LOVELY POST&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718658-114053161747089738?l=rockersmr-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/feeds/114053161747089738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718658&amp;postID=114053161747089738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/114053161747089738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/114053161747089738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/2006/02/2nd-post-by-great-rachel.html' title='2nd post by the great rachel (:'/><author><name>lala.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05957298988095262072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718658.post-114044205238161655</id><published>2006-02-20T05:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T05:27:32.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheesh Rachel, SHEESH</title><content type='html'>Well, firstly, you're not "GREAT". Secondly, it is NOT "EXCITING". And I'm NOT a "DARLING COW", thank you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree with the two greatest people in the entire world thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, hey, our blog's so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLAIN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, nevermind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're far more interesting eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting a duo blog was such a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I had to do was to PRETEND that I couldn't make one and that I didn't know how to get a simple cbox and all that basic stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How stupid can somebody get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the end, my SLAVE did ALL the work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Rachel dear, SLAVE for your darling sister...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a genie and my wish is your command...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't REALLY know how to make a blog... [blushes] But, anyway... ELDDS members DO act well... [grins]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718658-114044205238161655?l=rockersmr-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/feeds/114044205238161655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718658&amp;postID=114044205238161655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/114044205238161655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/114044205238161655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/2006/02/sheesh-rachel-sheesh.html' title='Sheesh Rachel, SHEESH'/><author><name>lala.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05957298988095262072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718658.post-114043876418627331</id><published>2006-02-20T04:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T01:08:34.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello michelle, (:&lt;br /&gt;the GREAT rachel is here to post. hahah. isnt this so exciting!&lt;br /&gt;hahah. and wow. the two greatest people in the world are sharing a blog!&lt;br /&gt;that just makes our blog doubly special and perfect&lt;3&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;hahah. yes. and thanks to michelle the smart ass who 'dont know how to get a blogskin or a cbox' [quotes michelle], the genius rachel has to go do it ):&lt;br /&gt;aw. isnt that so sweet of me?&lt;br /&gt;yes it is. thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;got to go do the stupid tagboard now thanks to my darling cow of a sister.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x. LOVE,&lt;br /&gt;'RACHELCHNG!______.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. GO POST NOW. :D&lt;br /&gt;im just so sweet(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718658-114043876418627331?l=rockersmr-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/feeds/114043876418627331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718658&amp;postID=114043876418627331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/114043876418627331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718658/posts/default/114043876418627331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockersmr-.blogspot.com/2006/02/hello-michelle-great-rachel-is-here-to.html' title=''/><author><name>lala.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05957298988095262072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
