<?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-1931778355950815485</id><updated>2011-07-08T10:10:52.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Day By Day  ♥</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>103</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-3079411222103213846</id><published>2010-09-07T14:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T14:47:32.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/TIXeZfLNXyI/AAAAAAAABC4/Al7co7o4XLM/s1600/DSC02509blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/TIXeZfLNXyI/AAAAAAAABC4/Al7co7o4XLM/s400/DSC02509blog.jpg" width="311" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trying to forget someone you love is like trying to remember someone you never met.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;I &lt;b&gt;hate&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u style="color: red;"&gt;you&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;everything we once were&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;WhyCan'tIStopThinkingOfYou?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-3079411222103213846?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/3079411222103213846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=3079411222103213846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/3079411222103213846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/3079411222103213846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2010/09/trying-to-forget-someone-you-love-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/TIXeZfLNXyI/AAAAAAAABC4/Al7co7o4XLM/s72-c/DSC02509blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-3138522616610241975</id><published>2010-09-06T14:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T14:47:36.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Holiday?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/TIRqsOcMhUI/AAAAAAAABBQ/cIYJZHaWKbs/s1600/DSC02512blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/TIRqsOcMhUI/AAAAAAAABBQ/cIYJZHaWKbs/s320/DSC02512blog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: large;"&gt;hello everyone! it's been ages since my last update&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: large;"&gt;but i'm updating now before i go study and all. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: large;"&gt;anyways. hols just started. and oh oh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: large;"&gt;within the past two days i watched step up twice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: large;"&gt;first time in 2D second time in 3D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OMG IT'S SO AWESOME!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: large;"&gt;the music is just GREAT and so are the dance moves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: large;"&gt;my mom actually refused to watch it at first and told me to buy the dvd instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: large;"&gt;but i dragged her anyway. and she liked it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: large;"&gt;it was her idea to watch it the second time. HA! i told you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: large;"&gt;and i even dragged chee hoe into it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: large;"&gt;he smsed me saying he's awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: large;"&gt;i replied saying Step Up is awesome and told him to go watch it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: large;"&gt;he was complaining that it's been ages since he watched a movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: large;"&gt;next thing i know. he's watching the 4 o clock step up show.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: large;"&gt;and he had the same response as me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;screw the two star ratings&lt;/i&gt;. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/TISL4IP-ajI/AAAAAAAABCY/I45dWs43jgo/s1600/step_up_3d_water_poster1a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/TISL4IP-ajI/AAAAAAAABCY/I45dWs43jgo/s320/step_up_3d_water_poster1a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/TISL5Q4qmaI/AAAAAAAABCg/G5TMbvnF12k/s1600/CIMG1924fdsfes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/TISL5Q4qmaI/AAAAAAAABCg/G5TMbvnF12k/s320/CIMG1924fdsfes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/TISL9f1MMCI/AAAAAAAABCw/Fks1bNJtsik/s1600/sexy_dance-Crop.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/TISL9f1MMCI/AAAAAAAABCw/Fks1bNJtsik/s320/sexy_dance-Crop.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/TISL50Spa9I/AAAAAAAABCo/apNjZQe8bY8/s1600/Blacktreetv-AdamMooseSevaniEXCLUSIVEInterviewForStepUp3D260-716.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/TISL50Spa9I/AAAAAAAABCo/apNjZQe8bY8/s320/Blacktreetv-AdamMooseSevaniEXCLUSIVEInterviewForStepUp3D260-716.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/TISL1PkuSyI/AAAAAAAABCQ/bM1K-aZEpCU/s1600/stepup3d.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/TISL1PkuSyI/AAAAAAAABCQ/bM1K-aZEpCU/s320/stepup3d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: large;"&gt;I JUST LOVE THE WATER DANCE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: large;"&gt;its just soo..... &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;AWESOME! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: large;"&gt;and if u talk to me often, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: large;"&gt;you are gonna have to bear with my rantings about how awesome step up is. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: large;"&gt;on sunday i'm flying off to vietnam again. like 3 weeks before pmr. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: large;"&gt;i dont really wanna go coz i have to bring my books along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: large;"&gt;i might as well just stay here and study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: large;"&gt;but oh well. i'll go there. eat and eat and eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: large;"&gt;and become fat. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: large;"&gt;i'm gonna go study now. or at least try. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: large;"&gt;bye everyone!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: large;"&gt;have fun during the hols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: large;"&gt;and good luck for TRIALS! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-3138522616610241975?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/3138522616610241975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=3138522616610241975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/3138522616610241975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/3138522616610241975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2010/09/what-holiday.html' title='What Holiday?'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/TIRqsOcMhUI/AAAAAAAABBQ/cIYJZHaWKbs/s72-c/DSC02512blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-4204056298935847224</id><published>2010-08-05T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T11:28:24.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Own.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/TFrUnrfsHhI/AAAAAAAABBI/m3pSF4VqzKY/s1600/DSC02386gtguyg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/TFrUnrfsHhI/AAAAAAAABBI/m3pSF4VqzKY/s320/DSC02386gtguyg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;omg i miss my long hair. T.T&lt;br /&gt;anywaysss&lt;br /&gt;From now onwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;all the pictures i'll be using in my blog posts will be MY OWN PHOTOS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;i took the photos and edited them myself. and i feel so proud of myself. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;they are copyrighted. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;hahaha i'm so happeee! look forward to my next posts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;i find the pictures AWESOME. :P&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; my new blog header is a picture i took on my way back from my hometown. :D&lt;br /&gt;enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:xx-small;"&gt;ILoveTheWayYouLie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-4204056298935847224?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/4204056298935847224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=4204056298935847224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/4204056298935847224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/4204056298935847224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-own.html' title='My Own.'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/TFrUnrfsHhI/AAAAAAAABBI/m3pSF4VqzKY/s72-c/DSC02386gtguyg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-865341512569460879</id><published>2010-08-03T15:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T15:56:01.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Falling To Pieces.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/TFfCak9UBqI/AAAAAAAABAw/Rpcyw84soLs/s1600/DSC02503hfhtf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/TFfCak9UBqI/AAAAAAAABAw/Rpcyw84soLs/s320/DSC02503hfhtf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;dumdeedumm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;i got bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;took pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;edited. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;waddaya think? :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;anywayss. last weekend i went out ALOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;saturday went to the curve to watch inception.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;its.... quite a nice show. but its somehow complicated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;there are some parts which i'm not so clear about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;but overall it was AWESOME. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;went to jalan jalan. bought a cardigan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;skipped training to go potong rambut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;its super short now.. they chopped off like 3 inches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;coz my mom told them to. == my darling darling long hair. T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;the picture above was the before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;sundayy. went to watch salt with &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Michelle&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Maybel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;its quite violent. sorta. but still it was quite nice too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;and then we went to Mynt at tropicana city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;i bought a nice tube dress. which i later noticed was on my coach's shop blog but his was a shirt. mine was tube. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/TFfLhjI6GBI/AAAAAAAABA4/6uYE8-PAxiw/s1600/DSC02619urytfylokoj.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/TFfLhjI6GBI/AAAAAAAABA4/6uYE8-PAxiw/s320/DSC02619urytfylokoj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;and now. i shall TRY to go and study my oh-so-favourite subject.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;SEJARAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;WhenAHeartBreaksNoItDon'tBreakEven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-865341512569460879?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/865341512569460879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=865341512569460879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/865341512569460879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/865341512569460879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2010/08/d-dumdeedumm.html' title='I&apos;m Falling To Pieces.'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/TFfCak9UBqI/AAAAAAAABAw/Rpcyw84soLs/s72-c/DSC02503hfhtf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-4772077004501259842</id><published>2010-07-28T14:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T14:24:15.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/TE_M-9ciRyI/AAAAAAAABAg/0bZHq0MPQlY/s1600/327f328f150f14e9503d9210.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/TE_M-9ciRyI/AAAAAAAABAg/0bZHq0MPQlY/s320/327f328f150f14e9503d9210.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Ever&amp;nbsp; closed your eyes so tight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;that it hurt just to open them again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Ever been so far away from reality,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;that you'd think everything would be okay again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;And then BAM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;you're brought back to reality sooner than u think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;And everything just starts crashing down on you all over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;When will this finally end for good? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-4772077004501259842?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/4772077004501259842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=4772077004501259842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/4772077004501259842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/4772077004501259842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2010/07/ever-closed-your-eyes-so-tight-that-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/TE_M-9ciRyI/AAAAAAAABAg/0bZHq0MPQlY/s72-c/327f328f150f14e9503d9210.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-2033964732223156542</id><published>2010-07-25T15:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T15:57:55.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/TEvtAZx34JI/AAAAAAAABAI/8W8n0THrAis/s1600/35196_418150942417_700022417_4554071_8323042_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/TEvtAZx34JI/AAAAAAAABAI/8W8n0THrAis/s320/35196_418150942417_700022417_4554071_8323042_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;okayy! yesterday was our leo installation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;it was super sorta fun. the long sleeved shirts were gila hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;so i was sweating the minute i got into skul. especially since i had to keep my uber thick vest on. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;i'm too lazy to go into details nor complain about how our music died while we were making our grand entrance. =.= but oh well. it was still fun i guess.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;edalene came at 3 so i gave her my dress as u can see she is wearing in the picture above. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/TEvud2sgb0I/AAAAAAAABAQ/LGK_G05HyV0/s1600/37620_416343734441_546919441_4622098_5565595_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/TEvud2sgb0I/AAAAAAAABAQ/LGK_G05HyV0/s320/37620_416343734441_546919441_4622098_5565595_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;i'm still sooo happy to get my name tag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: red;"&gt;IT HAS MY NAME ON IT!!!&lt;/b&gt; :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;hence name tag. but i'm just so hyper coz its so damn cool!! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;nothing much happened after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;but now i found out that i have like 7 huge bright red dots on my leg which is the result of mosquito bites.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;ish its soooo ITCHYY!! OMG...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;theres a possibilty i'll get denggi. but i know it wont happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;but even so... theres a part deep down inside me which hopes to get denggi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;just to see how many people would care enough to ask how i am or visit me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;and to who are those people who actually, truly, cares for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;HowMuchYouWannaBetThatNoOneWouldCare?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-2033964732223156542?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/2033964732223156542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=2033964732223156542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/2033964732223156542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/2033964732223156542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2010/07/o-okayy-yesterday-was-our-leo.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/TEvtAZx34JI/AAAAAAAABAI/8W8n0THrAis/s72-c/35196_418150942417_700022417_4554071_8323042_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-1163223135185651505</id><published>2010-07-21T17:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T17:09:56.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Save Me From This Heartache.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Never Wanted This Never Wanna See you Hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Every little bump in the road I tried to swerve&lt;br /&gt;People are people and sometimes it doesn't work out&lt;br /&gt;Nothing we say is gonna save us from the fall out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we know it's never simple, never easy&lt;br /&gt;Never a clean break, no one here to save me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;It's 2a.m., feeling like i just lost a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Hope you know this ain't easy for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-1163223135185651505?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/1163223135185651505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=1163223135185651505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/1163223135185651505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/1163223135185651505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2010/07/save-me-from-this-heartache.html' title='Save Me From This Heartache.'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-3798708643292421608</id><published>2010-07-21T16:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T16:26:51.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/TEapCtrPBvI/AAAAAAAAA-g/JI4OCenS9Y4/s1600/CIMG324922.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/TEapCtrPBvI/AAAAAAAAA-g/JI4OCenS9Y4/s320/CIMG324922.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime; text-align: left;"&gt;hello everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime; text-align: left;"&gt;i know its been like AGES since i've posted anything. but now i've decided to post something up before i start studying for my trials. which is extremely stressful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime; text-align: left;"&gt;heres a summary of wat has happened in the past 6 months or so?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: red;"&gt;2009 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime; text-align: left;"&gt;i went for my sister's graduation in adelaide. BOTH my parents went with me. from the far back of the hall i could still tell which one was my sister judging by how she slouched when she walked. xD took a video of her walking on stage just to show her. :P after that we went to melbourne to visit my cousins. which was a blast coz we went on christmas day. my uncle cooked up a nice dinner. and the next morning my cousins took us boxing day shopping. which resulted in only ONE pair of pumps. oh well. aussie aint cheap though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: red;"&gt; 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime; text-align: left;"&gt;met a guy. got to know him. andrea hooked us up. and after three months. we broke up just one day before my exams. its a very very complicated story. but now, after a month or so. i'm still sore from it. even though i called it. it still takes some getting used to since we never went one day without texting or talking to each other. but it was for the best. i have got to keep that in mind. now we still sorta talk. although its probably not helping either of us. but i'm fine as long as we're still friends. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime; text-align: left;"&gt;okayy! i went to vietnam after that break up. the picture on the top of this post is taken by me in vietnam right in front of where my dad stays. we went to halong bay and stayed overnight on the boat. which helped me clear my mind. that one night on the top deck just staring into the star-filled sky.... how i wish i could go back to that night. it was pure bliss. not a single sound to be heard.&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt; *except for the two german dudes and a guy snoring next to me.*&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;it was just so amazing to look around and see nothing but mountains and darkness around you. listening to the sounds of water lapping against the boat. aihh. it was just such a relief to be surrounded by nature for once. gave me a breather. which of course didn't last long. things like these NEVER last long. but i told my mom about him in a gay pub while my dad was playing pool. i told her that he was my boyfriend since my sister had found out and told my mom. i was being honest with her. i told her we broke up. and she just nodded and said "No More." telling me to focus on better things in life. and like every other mother. she told me to study. which i didn object to so much. it could get my mind off things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;and so my life went on after that.... and here i am now. last saturday i had a competition at KDU college which was organized by chai and my mom. it was a hard match. but its the best i've played all year. i've somehow come to the conclusion that i play better when i'm single. xD okay! i'm just being lame! well yeah. our boys' semi-finals was the most chi-gek match. every team was in the hall watching and our girls were screaming at the top of our lungs to cheer on our boys. and it worked. our boys won bu4 21-19. it was really close because they were actually losing by 9 points. i'm proud of our skul. both teams got second place and it was a very good experience. tons of photos are on facebook. but i'll upload one or two here. :D enjoy~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/TEasmXj7HPI/AAAAAAAAA-o/POaFPe-2jJo/s1600/CIMG3206.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/TEatUz-iwtI/AAAAAAAAA_4/p-nDX4Tb6x8/s320/IMG_9115.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime; text-align: center;"&gt;and i just found out not so long ago. that the red lines on my legs are somehow broken veins?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime; text-align: center;"&gt;andrea tells me that if i dont get it checked up and if it gets worse i might not be able to play basketball anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime; text-align: center;"&gt;i havent told my mom anything yet though. =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime; text-align: center;"&gt;may be my last post for a while. till then. bwuaiii!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="color: magenta;"&gt;'яάсћзґ &amp;lt;3&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-3798708643292421608?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/3798708643292421608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=3798708643292421608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/3798708643292421608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/3798708643292421608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2010/07/hello-everyone-i-know-its-been-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/TEapCtrPBvI/AAAAAAAAA-g/JI4OCenS9Y4/s72-c/CIMG324922.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-3081504680720084458</id><published>2010-07-20T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T22:54:35.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No More.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/TEW4ogeXGlI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/Ey8TpJ-2Ghk/s1600/36783_408501767417_7000224.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/TEW4ogeXGlI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/Ey8TpJ-2Ghk/s320/36783_408501767417_7000224.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;No longer will i have someone to cry to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;No longer will i have someone to comfort me when i'm sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;No longer will i have someone to talk to every second of every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;No longer will i see that smile looking at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;No longer will you ever talk to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;No longer will you ever look at me the same way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;No longer will you care for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;No longer will you Love Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;It's. All. Over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;ButIMissYouStill.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-3081504680720084458?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/3081504680720084458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=3081504680720084458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/3081504680720084458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/3081504680720084458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2010/07/no-more.html' title='No More.'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/TEW4ogeXGlI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/Ey8TpJ-2Ghk/s72-c/36783_408501767417_7000224.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-1600396167026591649</id><published>2009-12-13T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T12:49:52.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;helloooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;i just woke up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;i know its like 12 noon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;but i was hoping to wake up just nice as my mom comes home for lunch like she said she would?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;and it turns out she's not back yet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;even on a sunday she's working.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;so i'm staying home and rotting. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;there goes my hols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;i thought we could like go shopping or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;but so far all we've done is watch movie and thats it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;coz my aunt and uncle from melbourne are here. so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;right now they're in china. so i'm free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;but my mom's not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;i've only been out with choo and chee hoe twice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;in like the past two months? &lt;strike&gt;*since i didn go to skul after i got my results*&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;its like so boring at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;i go out with rueben to play basketball at sandy sometimes. but i just suck more and more everytime i try. T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;even when i go for chai's training. gosh i feel like killing myself for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;aihh... my hols are ending soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;the only thing that i can look forward to is going to australia next sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;but its not much of hols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;i hope celebrating christmas with David And Simon will be fun after like 4 close to 5 years not seeing them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;thats all i gotta say now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;bye byeee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-1600396167026591649?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/1600396167026591649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=1600396167026591649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/1600396167026591649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/1600396167026591649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2009/12/helloooo-i-just-woke-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-5789953671267430014</id><published>2009-12-09T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T22:05:50.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;i just changed the colour of my blog background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;i dont know how to match it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;got any suggestions? you'd be doing me a HUGE favour. =3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-5789953671267430014?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/5789953671267430014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=5789953671267430014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/5789953671267430014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/5789953671267430014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-just-changed-colour-of-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-7169264573063293090</id><published>2009-12-09T21:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T16:47:53.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;WHY &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;GIRLS&lt;/span&gt; LIKE &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;GUYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;They always wear your favourite cologne (which happens to be the one you bought them for their birthday).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The way they run their fingers through your hair.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That look they give you that makes you just want to die right then and there.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The way they kiss your tears.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The way they get mad when they can't make your problems go away.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The way they make it their personal mission to ensure that you are never cold.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That confused look they get on their faces when you are mad at them--guaranteed to make your heart melt and the anger fade away.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The way they always let you win any game you play together.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;...And when you point this out to them they pretend to not know what you're talking about.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That smile they flash that can make your stomach drop to your feet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The way they call to apologize after you had a big fight.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The way they touch and hold you so gently, as if they are afraid they will break you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The way they say, "I love you."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The way they kiss you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The way they hold you when you are crying.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The way they think they are your big protector.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The way they say "I miss you," even though they hate to admit it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The way you miss everything about them when they are gone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The way they comfort you afetr you had a bad day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The way they write you love letters even if they think it's uncool.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Regardless of whether you love them, hate them, wish they would die or know that you would die without them...it matters not. Because once they enter your life, whatever you were to the world,they become everything to you. When you look them in the eyes, traveling the depths of their souls and you say a million things without even speaking, you know that your own life is consumed by their love. We love them for a million reasons; it is a thing, an indescribable feeling.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;hmm(:&lt;br /&gt;hey, i've finally found someone. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-7169264573063293090?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/7169264573063293090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=7169264573063293090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/7169264573063293090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/7169264573063293090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-girls-like-guys-they-always-wear.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-1781523110630889363</id><published>2009-12-08T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T00:40:23.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;Tagged by Andy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;At least there's something to type about. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A. You prefer...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Alcohol or Mineral Water - &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Mineral water&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Blue or Pink - &lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;PINK!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Hot Guys ( Hot guys like Taylor Lautner ) or Cool Guys -&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;Both. ;D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;4. Good Looks or Brains - &lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;Both.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Taylor Swift or Taylor Lautner - &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;TAYLOR LAUTNER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Friends or Loved Ones - &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Both&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. "Baby" or "Honey" - &lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;Honey?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;B. Your kind of guy&lt;/b&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Alcoholic or Non-alcoholic - &lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;Non-alchoholic.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Good or Bad -&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;Both. :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Brave or Cute - &lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;Both.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Tall or Short - &lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;Taller than me. (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. T-Shirt or Suite -&lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;T-Shirt.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Coat or Leather Jacket - &lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;Coat.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Sunnies or Spectacles - &lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;Sunnies. :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Caring or Rich - &lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;Caring. (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Kisses or Hugs - &lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;Both.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Romantic? - &lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;Yeah. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;C.Your Daily Activities&lt;/b&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. After Breakfast -&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;I don't eat breakfast.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Before School - &lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;online?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. During School -&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;try my best to study. (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. After School - &lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;Text.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Night - &lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;Tuition. T.T&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Midnight - &lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;Online! :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Holidays - &lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;die of boredom.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tag 10 people&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Xin Yin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Elle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;3&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;.Denise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Suyinn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Jackie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Joan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Joyce Chan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Belinda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Calvin Hong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Darren Kok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What if 9 confesses that he/she likes you?&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;[Calvin hong]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never, even if the world ends. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Will you go out for a couple date with 3 if he/she asks to?&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;[Denise]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;er.. she's my sister?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Is 7 single?&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;[Joyce Chan]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Describe 1.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;[Xin Yin]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl With Many Many Problems. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Will you date 8?&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;[Belinda]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err... no? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is 2's nickname?&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; [Michelle]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle, she likes it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What do you wish to tell 10 right now ?&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;[Darren]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're horribly mean to me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What is 5 good in?&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;[Jackie]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEER! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If you were to do one thing to 4, what would it be?&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;[Suyinn]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.... give her a bear hug. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Have you seen 1 cried ?&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;[Xin Yin]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Is 2 crazy or geeky?&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;[Elle]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geeky?! No way. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Will you hold 7's hand and walk around?&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;[Joyce Chan]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What do you think of 6?&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;[Joan]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Wonderfull IBUU!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Will you kiss 3 when there is only both of you in the park?&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;[Denise]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ITS MY SISTER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Is 8 sweet?&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;[Belinda]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. yup yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What is 9's hobby?&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;[Calvin Hong]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basketball Fanatic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Will you date 10 to a high class restaurant?&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;[Darren]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only if he's paying. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Is 5 fitted to be a maid?&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt; [Jackie]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;guess so? O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. When it started raining, who will you seek for an umbrella ?&lt;br /&gt;Guess? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Where would you go with 1 on a date ?&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;[Xin Yin]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err. we go everywhere? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Man i suck at things like this. i dont have enough friends to tag. most of them dont even read my blog. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;shows how &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;*popular*&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i am. T.T &lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;joking. i'm just lifeless.&lt;br /&gt;tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-1781523110630889363?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/1781523110630889363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=1781523110630889363' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/1781523110630889363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/1781523110630889363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2009/12/tagged-by-andy-at-least-theres.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-5840924456675172049</id><published>2009-11-30T17:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T22:04:22.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;yeah i know its like super late to blog about the outing with chee hoe, choo and chee hoe's friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;but i'm bored now so i'll just blog about it plus i dont plan on uploading pictures on facebook. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;well choo came over to my house. then we walked out to the coffee shops in front of my house. ended up walking to somewhere near jayadiri coz the coffee shop was closed. anyways. we ate and my mom came to pick us up from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;we stopped by the house so i could get my stuff and we were off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;went there and somehow no one else was there yet. so i called chloe and asked for how many ppl so i got the tickets first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;then me and choo ended up walking around abit. then we saw three girls standing there. and i was wondering if they were chloe and hsu vern but then again i dunno coz they're chee hoe's friends and i've never met them before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;choo was thinking of some stupid prank which i'd rather not say. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;i dragged that girl and went to say hi. and it was really REALLY awkward. and so we waited for chee hoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;and OMG i saw this guy with a freakishly scary mohawk. and it was chee hoe. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;i got the tickets and also got watever food and drinks. chee hoe the stingy guy ended up sharing fod with me. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;we watched 2012 and it was like my second time watching?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;everytime chee hoe would make a comment on the fat russian guys or whichever guy is fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;then i would go like. "u'll end up like that"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;and he'll start poking me in the ribs in attempt to tickle me but failed miserably coz i dont feel ticklish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;not by my waist at least. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;well it hurt. bad. so i pinched him. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;after the show we were walking around and went to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;everyone left their fries alone thinking chee hoe would eat it coz he didn buy ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;after that chee hoe was playing pool alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;while me, choo, mel yee and timothy went bowling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;haha u dont wanna know how that turned out. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;after that i followed choo to secret recipe coz she got another gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;i had no choice but to follow chee hoe and his friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;it was damn weird. i didn say a single word and just walked with them. and occasionally chee hoe would come and crash into me. i think the skin on my right arm got thinner? O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;anyways. chee hoe told his friends that i was his cousin for the day. dunno he told them it was fake yet or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;oh well. after that everyone left and it was only me, chee hoe and mel yee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;eventually the both of them had to meet other ppl so i waited for my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;now picture time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;i got this from choo's phone. the ones from hsu vern's professional camera are on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SxOWJy92W6I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/a_F-0DrZ4B8/s1600/DSC09996.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SxOWJy92W6I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/a_F-0DrZ4B8/s320/DSC09996.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SxOWAifA9cI/AAAAAAAAA74/poB4_ETdIhw/s1600/DSC00002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SxOWAifA9cI/AAAAAAAAA74/poB4_ETdIhw/s320/DSC00002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SxOWDITdtuI/AAAAAAAAA8A/4-Nf3PqZrag/s1600/DSC00003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SxOWDITdtuI/AAAAAAAAA8A/4-Nf3PqZrag/s320/DSC00003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SxOWFAv6tXI/AAAAAAAAA8I/yk8p_1g3A_4/s1600/DSC09995.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SxOWFAv6tXI/AAAAAAAAA8I/yk8p_1g3A_4/s320/DSC09995.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SxOWG7HXWsI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/tg4Z3gDi9mA/s1600/DSC09999.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SxOWG7HXWsI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/tg4Z3gDi9mA/s320/DSC09999.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;thats all. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;got another outing with my two darlings on wednesday. i'll try and post up pictures with my new phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;wheee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;ToTextOrNotToText?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-5840924456675172049?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/5840924456675172049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=5840924456675172049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/5840924456675172049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/5840924456675172049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2009/11/yeah-i-know-its-like-super-late-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-4793609010220885380?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/4793609010220885380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=4793609010220885380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/4793609010220885380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/4793609010220885380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-not-that-im-always-heartbroken.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-4044691329948577239</id><published>2009-11-24T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T23:44:30.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;You have a way of coming easily to me&lt;br /&gt;And when you take, you take the very best of me&lt;br /&gt;So I start a fight cause I need to feel something&lt;br /&gt;And you do what you want cause I'm not what you wanted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Oh what a shame, what a rainy ending given to a perfect day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Just walk away, no use defending words that you will never say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;And now that I'm sitting here thinking it through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I've never been anywhere cold as you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;You put up walls and paint them all a shade of gray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;And I stood there loving you and wished them all away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;And you come away with a great little story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Of a mess of a dreamer with the nerve to adore you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;You never did give a damn thing honey but I cried, cried for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;And I know you wouldn't have told nobody if I died, died for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;(Died for you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Oh what a shame, what a rainy ending given to a perfect day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Every smile you fake is so condescending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Counting all the scars you made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;And now that I'm sitting here thinking it through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I've never been anywhere cold as you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Taylor Swift - Cold As You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-4044691329948577239?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/4044691329948577239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=4044691329948577239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/4044691329948577239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/4044691329948577239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-have-way-of-coming-easily-to-me-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-2450632333647656995</id><published>2009-11-23T17:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T17:23:29.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;yeah i know i havent updated at all although everyone knows i have alot of free time now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;but just to update with u ppl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;i finally bought a new phone!!!!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;i wanted a bar phone which means non slide non flip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;but there weren any good ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;and its my first time using slide though. but i'll give it a try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;i'm so scared i'll break it or something coz it looks so vulnerable. O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SwpR06ZMazI/AAAAAAAAA7w/_CldxBEVxJI/s1600/sony-t715.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SwpR06ZMazI/AAAAAAAAA7w/_CldxBEVxJI/s320/sony-t715.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SwpRzIjQkWI/AAAAAAAAA7o/plhA9dn8MIE/s1600/T715_frontandside_image_rouge%7Epink.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SwpRzIjQkWI/AAAAAAAAA7o/plhA9dn8MIE/s320/T715_frontandside_image_rouge%7Epink.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;tadaaa!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;i got the pink one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;when my mom went to the guy she was like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;"do you have any pink phones? its her craze for pink now. " *points at me*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;xD well it total costed about 900. its original price was 999. but they had this promotion for sony ericsson in 1u and it was their last day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;and i was lucky enough that the pink model just arrived that morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;wheee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;well i'm charging it now. cant wait to try it out tonight. heeheee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;after that i went for the 1 on 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;lost to pei qian again. cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;i gave up halfway through the match. it was so obvious coz i didn even defend her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;i dunno why but i wasn thinking during that match. i was probably trying too hard not to cry. eesh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;but after the match i ended up crying anyways.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;but in the end i got third. and kristene got 2nd. Congratulations by the way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;i went out with chee hoe on friday. watch 2012 for the second time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;i still cried anyways. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;chee hoe kept mocking the fat guys in the movie. so when i tembak back at him. he'd poke me at my ribs or TRY to tickle me which ended up in pain. coz i dont feel ticklish. whee!. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;retard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;anyways. that day went sorta well till choo ditched me and i felt so awkward with chee hoe's friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;i didn say a single word until i went home. O.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;but i had fun i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;on sat i watched 2012 for the THIRD time. i swear if i watch 2012 again i'm gonna kill myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;i'm sick and tired of watching people die. gosh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;anyways. i guess thats all for now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;I CANT WAIT TO TRY MY PHONE!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;WatDoYouWantFromMe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-2450632333647656995?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/2450632333647656995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=2450632333647656995' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/2450632333647656995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/2450632333647656995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2009/11/yeah-i-know-i-havent-updated-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SwpR06ZMazI/AAAAAAAAA7w/_CldxBEVxJI/s72-c/sony-t715.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-5343645488232964176</id><published>2009-11-18T22:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T22:44:40.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;It's Finally Over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I've Given Up On You. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-5343645488232964176?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/5343645488232964176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=5343645488232964176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/5343645488232964176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/5343645488232964176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-finally-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-7345379188813761549</id><published>2009-11-13T15:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T15:24:40.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;I'm So Scared To The Point That I'm Already Crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-7345379188813761549?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/7345379188813761549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=7345379188813761549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/7345379188813761549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/7345379188813761549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-so-scared-to-point-that-im-already.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-5383303111886759667</id><published>2009-11-13T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T15:12:06.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I Guess This Is The Part Where We Go Our Separate Ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-5383303111886759667?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/5383303111886759667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=5383303111886759667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/5383303111886759667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/5383303111886759667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-guess-this-is-part-where-we-go-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-2976020844018251760</id><published>2009-11-12T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T23:56:08.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Since when do you come around?&lt;br /&gt;And the temperature’s changed, nothing’s the same&lt;br /&gt;Left me in yesterday&lt;br /&gt;You don’t see me that way, touch me that way no more&lt;br /&gt;When'd you get so cold&lt;br /&gt;I’m not sure just how much longer I can hold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got me standin’ at the bottom of this mountain that we’ve made&lt;br /&gt;(Mountain that we’ve made)&lt;br /&gt;And the ground is shakin’ from all of our mistakes&lt;br /&gt;(All of our mistakes)&lt;br /&gt;But there’s no one,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Nothing but us that's in our way&lt;br /&gt;It’s a matter of time&lt;br /&gt;We can rewind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only you knew&lt;br /&gt;What my heart must do for you&lt;br /&gt;I’m tryna break through&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you think it’s worth the chance?&lt;br /&gt;Let’s leave the past&lt;br /&gt;Is that too much to ask?&lt;br /&gt;And where do we stand? (Where do we stand?)&lt;br /&gt;Can we pull through this avalanche?&lt;br /&gt;(Avalanche, avalanche, oh, this avalanche, avalanche, avalanche)&lt;br /&gt;Can we pull through this avalanche?&lt;br /&gt;(Avalanche, avalanche, yeah, this avalanche, avalanche, avalanche, oh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We see what’s up ahead&lt;br /&gt;Why do we stay, watching us fadin’&lt;br /&gt;Trapped in by regret&lt;br /&gt;There’s no way out, and there’s no way in, no&lt;br /&gt;And it’s so cold&lt;br /&gt;I’m not sure just how much longer I can hold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got me standin’ at the bottom of this mountain that we’ve made&lt;br /&gt;(Mountain that we’ve made)&lt;br /&gt;And the ground is shakin’, from all of our mistakes&lt;br /&gt;(All of our mistakes)&lt;br /&gt;But there’s no one, nothing but us is in our way&lt;br /&gt;It’s a matter of time&lt;br /&gt;We can rewind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only you knew&lt;br /&gt;What my heart must do for you&lt;br /&gt;I’m tryna break through&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you think it’s worth the chance?&lt;br /&gt;Let’s leave the past&lt;br /&gt;Is that too much to ask?&lt;br /&gt;And where do we stand? (Where do we stand?)&lt;br /&gt;Can we pull through this avalanche?&lt;br /&gt;(Avalanche, avalanche, oh, this avalanche, avalanche, avalanche)&lt;br /&gt;Can we pull through this avalanche?&lt;br /&gt;(Avalanche, avalanche, yeah, this avalanche, avalanche, avalanche, oh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bond is breaking&lt;br /&gt;And it’s taking over my spirit&lt;br /&gt;(Quickly, quickly)&lt;br /&gt;Something’s shifted&lt;br /&gt;Have we drifted too far, apart now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you only knew&lt;br /&gt;What my heart must do for you&lt;br /&gt;I’m tryna break through&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you think it’s worth the chance?&lt;br /&gt;Let’s leave the past&lt;br /&gt;Is that too much to ask?&lt;br /&gt;And where do we stand? (Where do we stand?)&lt;br /&gt;Can we pull through this avalanche?&lt;br /&gt;(Avalanche, avalanche, oh, this avalanche, avalanche, avalanche)&lt;br /&gt;Can we pull through this avalanche?&lt;br /&gt;(Avalanche, avalanche, yeah, this avalanche, avalanche, avalanche, oh)&lt;br /&gt;Avalanche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Marie Digby - Avalanche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;IDon'tKnowHowMuchLongerICanHoldOn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-2976020844018251760?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/2976020844018251760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=2976020844018251760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/2976020844018251760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/2976020844018251760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2009/11/since-when-do-you-come-around-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-2132282089967037736</id><published>2009-11-02T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T23:11:38.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;btw!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;my new banner is done by andy!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Thanks hon! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;*yeah yeah you're not my hon either.*&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/1931778355950815485-2132282089967037736?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/2132282089967037736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=2132282089967037736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/2132282089967037736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/2132282089967037736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2009/11/btw-my-new-banner-is-done-by-andy.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-1385879777188365791</id><published>2009-11-02T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T22:05:22.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;sorry dear bloggie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;its beena ges since i updated.. T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;just too lazy la. not much to blog abt anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;but here it is. EXAMS ARE FREAKING OVAAARRR!! WHOOPIEEE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;and u wanna know wats up with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;i left skul early today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;stomache ache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;wats the cause?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;GASTRIC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;gosh. it still hurts now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;i'm skipping skul tmrw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;SORRY DARLING! looks like you'll have to go another day without me. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;oh well.. i ran up and down the whole skul for 4 hours non stop to get my freakin text books which could have been resolved in less than an hour if only SOMEONE would have told me that i could've gone to the other lab to get my text books since i already returned them last week. ishh.. waste of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;other than that this friday is the starting of our long awaited basketball competition!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;me and choo have been bugging coach all year long to let us go for any competition. and FINALLY we are going for one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;but NOOO.. i have to get gastric NOW!! gawd.. if this doesn go away soon i'm so freakin screwed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;oh well we get to wear last year's sin chew jersey!! whoopee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;i love that jersey. its nike and a nice blue colour too! i wanna buy it but coach said its sorta borrowed from his sponsor to his team.. T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;oh well.. my internet connection is shitty now. i'm waiting for coach to stay online for more than 2 mins so i can discuss abt the competition coz we dont have our scheduele, training dates or our transport settled yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;and i duwanna end up with my mom sending us there like last year..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;i cant waitt!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;well.. me and that guy have some very very &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;little &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;progress but its better than nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;i'm waiting for him to tell me when he's free then we go out!. but i'm trying not to get my hopes too high either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;thats all for now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;bwuaii! =3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;WeClimbSoFastJustToFallAgain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-1385879777188365791?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/1385879777188365791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=1385879777188365791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/1385879777188365791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/1385879777188365791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2009/11/sorry-dear-bloggie-its-beena-ges-since.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-5030351071676234145</id><published>2009-10-08T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T23:04:36.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;How you do the Letter Meme:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Dear (the last person who left a comment on your blog).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I don't really know how to tell you this, but ___1___.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I think I realized it when ___2______3___ and I saw you ___4___ ___5___. I'm sure you're ___6___ enough to understand ___7___. I'm returning ___8___ to you, but I'll keep ___9___ as a memory. You should also know that I ___10___ ___11___.___12___.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Loves;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;-Your name-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;P/S: You are so lifeless, ___13___, -The name of the person that tagged you-.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;1. What's the color of your shirt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Blue - Our romance is over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Red - Our affair is over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;White - I'll join the monastery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Black - I dislike you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Green - Our horoscope doesn't match&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Grey - You're a pervert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Yellow - I'm selling myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Pink - Your nostrils are insulting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Brown - The mafia wants you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;No shirt - You're a loser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Other - I'm in love with your sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;2. Which is your birth month?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;January - That night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;February - Last year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;March - When your dwarf bit me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;April - When I tripped on sesame seeds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;May - First of May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;June - When you put cuffs on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;July - When I threw up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;August - When I saw the shrunken head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;September - When we skinny dipped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;October - When I quoted Santa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;November - When your dog ran amok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;December - When I changed tennis shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;3. Which food do you prefer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Tacos - In your apartment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Pizza - In your camping car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Pasta - Outside of Chicago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Hamburgers - Under the bus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Salad - As you ate enchilada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Chicken - In your closet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Kebab - With Paris Hilton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Fish - In women's clothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Sandwiches - At the Hare Krishna graduation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Lasagna - At the mental hospital&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Hot dog - Under a state of trance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;None of the above - With George Bush and his wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;4. What's the color of your socks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Yellow - Hit on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Red - Insult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Black - Ignore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Blue - Knock out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Purple - Pour syrup on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;White - Carve your initials into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Grey - Pull the clothes off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Brown - Put leeches on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Orange - Castrate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Pink - Pull the toupee off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Barefoot - Sit on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Other - Drive out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;5. What's the color of your underwear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Black - My best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;White - My father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Grey - Bill Clinton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Brown - My fart balloon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Purple - My mustard soufflé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Red - Donald Duck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Blue - My avocado plant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Yellow - My penpal in Ghana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Orange - My Kid Rock-collection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Pink - Manchester United's goalkeeper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;None - My John F. Kennedy-statue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Other - The crazy monk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;6. What do you prefer to watch on TV?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Scrubs - Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;O.C. - Emotional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;One Tree Hill - Open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Heroes - Frostbitten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Lost - Scarred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Simpsons - Cowardly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;The news - Mongolic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;American Idol - Masochistic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Family Guy - Senile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Top Model - Middle-class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;None of the above - Ashamed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;7. Your mood right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Happy - How awful I've felt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Sad - How boring you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Bored - That Santa doesn't exist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Angry - That your pimples are at the last stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Depressed - That we're cousins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Excited - That there is no solution to this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Nervous - The middle-east&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Worried - That your Honda sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Apathetic - That I did a sex-change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Ashamed - That I'm allergic to your hamster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Cuddly - That I get turned on by garbage men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Overjoyous - That I'm open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Other - That Extreme Home Makeover sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;8. What's the color of your walls in your bedroom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;White - Your ring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Yellow - Your love letters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Red - Your Darth Vader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Black - Your tame stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Blue - The couch cushions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Green - The pictures from LA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Orange - Your false teeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Brown - Your contact book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Grey - Our matching snoopy-bibs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Purple - Your old lottery coupons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Pink - The cut toenails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Other - Your memories from the military service&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;9. The first letter of your first name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;A/B - Your photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;C/D - The oil stocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;E/F - Your neighbour Martin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;G/H - My virginity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I/J - The results of your blood-sample&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;K/L - Your left ear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;M/N - Your suicide note&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;O/P - My common sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Q/R - Your mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;S/T - Your collection of butterflies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;U/V - Your criminal record&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;W/X - David's tricot outfits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Y/Z - Your grades from college&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;10. The last letter in your last name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;A/B - Always will remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;C/D - Never will forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;E/F - Always wanted to break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;G/H - Never openly mocked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I/J - Always have felt dirty before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;K/L - Will tell the authorities about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;M/N - Told in my confession today about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;O/P - Was interviewed by the Times about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Q/R - Told my psychiatrist about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;S/T - Get sick when I think of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;U/V - Always will try to forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;W/X - Am better off without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Y/Z - Never liked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;11. What do you prefer to drink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Water- Our friendship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Beer - Senility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Soft drink - A new life as a clone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Soda - The incarnation as an eskimo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Milk - The apartment building&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Wine - Cocaine abuse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Cider - A passionate interest for mice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Juice - Oprah Winfrey imitations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Mineral water - Embarrassing rash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Hot chocolate - Eggplant-fetishism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Whisky - To ruin the second world war&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Other - To hate the Boston Celtics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;12. To which country would you prefer to go on a vacation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Thailand - Warm regards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;USA - Best regards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;England - Good luck on your short-term leave from jail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Spain - Go and drown yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;China - Disgusting regards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Germany - With ease&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Japan - Go burn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Greece - Your everlasting enemy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Australia - Greetings to your frog Leonard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Egypt - Fuck off now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;France - In pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Other - Greetings to your freaky family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;13. What is your favorite activities when hanging out with mates?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Gathering for drinks - Ugly pig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Foosball - Silly duck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Shopping - French kisser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Dulging for food - Cranky banana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Movies - Smelly armpits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Snacks - Horny wolf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Snooker - Tiny nipples&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Bowling - Sexy grandmother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Outdoor activities - Vain pot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Having a long talk - Nose plucker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Taking pictures - Dumb bitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Other - Burn yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;amp; so &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Dear &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;ying ye&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: cyan;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;I don't really know how to tell you this, but &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;I'll join the monastery&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: cyan;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;I think I realized it when &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;that night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;At the Hare Krishna graduation&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;and I saw you &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;sit on my best friend&lt;/span&gt;. I'm sure you're&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt; open&lt;/span&gt; enough to understand &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;that santa doesn't exist&lt;/span&gt;. I'm returning &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;your ring&lt;/span&gt; to you, but I'll keep &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;your mom&lt;/span&gt; as a memory. You should also know that I &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;always have felt dirty before a new life as a clone &lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;best regards&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: cyan;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Loves;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Rachel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: cyan;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: cyan;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;P/S: You are so lifeless, dumb bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-5030351071676234145?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/5030351071676234145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-7644107439057435518</id><published>2009-10-02T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T11:37:52.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Oh Baby there's something's that I have to tell you bout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Can't hold it in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;All this pain is breakin' me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Thought I found my one true love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Couldn't show you how I feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;I was stupid baby my pride wouldn't let me be real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;I'm asking for one more chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Didn't know where you stand or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;What your feelings demanded from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;I pleaded your wouldn't pass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;You left me out in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;when you just walked away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;This song is a story of a true tragedy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;I gave up my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;I tried to give you all of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;We've come to the ending somehow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;I don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;But I don't wanna forget now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;I love you baby, I still love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;This is the sound of honesty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;I gave up my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;I tried to be all I could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;My heart gonna wait forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;I'm still holding on to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;All of our moments together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;I love you baby, I still love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;We were so much in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Tell me how could you forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Wish you were here with me but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Memories are all I have left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;It seems the promises&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;that you made to me were nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;And you smile girl but I see your hurt within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;I'm asking for one more chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Baby give me your hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;So we can both understand this love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;I pleaded your love wouldn't pass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;all the pieces of my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;want to live in your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;This is the story of a true love tragedy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;I gave up my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;I tried to give you all of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;We've come to the ending somehow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;I don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;But I don't wanna forget now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;I love you baby, I still love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;This is the sound of honesty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;I gave up my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;I tried to be all I could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;My heart gonna wait forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;I'm still holding on to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;All of our moments together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;I love you baby, I still love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Gotta close the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Just like you did before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;See my heart is broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Baby I can't do it no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Even though it hurts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;I'll make a brand new start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;And lay the rest all the moments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;That played with my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;But just before I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;I gotta let you know that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;No man will love you more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;So baby never forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Listen, I'm without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;All I know is right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;I love, I'll always love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;This is the story of a true love tragedy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;I gave up my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;I tried to give you all of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;We've come to the ending somehow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;I don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;But I don't wanna forget now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;I love you baby, I still love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;This is the sound of honesty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;I gave up my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;I tried to be all I could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;My heart gonna wait forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;I'm still holding on to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;All of our moments together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;I love you , I will always love you, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Rain - Love Story English Version&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;This is my story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;It's true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Ok listen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Oh baby neoege hago shipeodeon geu mal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Naui mamsok aneseo nareul seulpeugehan geu mal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Uri saranghaetjiman gal su eobseotdeon geu iyul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Babogachi amumaldo jeonhalsu eobseone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Hanbeonman deo gihwereul jwo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Naneun mollasseosseo neoui maumi byeonhangeonji&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Ajik neujin anhajanha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Bireotjiman chagapge doraseon ni moseub&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Inoraeneun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Jinsilhaetdeon sarang iyagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Modeungeol da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Bachyeotdeon naui iyagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Hajiman ijen kkeucheul modu maejeobeorin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Jinagan naui sarangiya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;I love you ajikdo saranghae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Isungane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Soljikhan naui mam sori&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Modeungeol da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Bachilsu ineun dajimeul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Marhago ineungeoya naege dorawajwo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Yeongwonhi kidarilkke neol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;I love you ajikdo saranghae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Oh saranghaetjanha neoneun ijeulsu ini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Chueoksogui sarang neoneun nareul ddeonatjiman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Nawa haetdeon yaksogeun amugeotdo aningeonji&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Neoneun useumyeonseo naui yaegilhadeora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Jugeulgeot gachi nan apa oh no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Danji dan hanbeonman neowa hamkke halsuman itdamyeon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Nan sumeul shilsuga eobseo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Naui modeungeotdeuri neoreul wonhajanha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Inoraeneun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Jinsilhaetdeon sarang iyagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Modeungeol da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Bachyeotdeon naui iyagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Hajiman ijen kkeucheul modu maejeobeorin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Jinagan naui sarangiya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;I love you ajikdo saranghae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Isungane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Soljikhan naui mam sori&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Modeungeol da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Bachilsu ineun dajimeul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Marhago ineungeoya naege dorawajwo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Yeongwonhi kidarilkke neol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;I love you ajikdo saranghae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Nado itneunda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Jumeok jwimyeo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Naemami gormaseo deo isangeun mothagesseo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Apeugetjiman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Kkeunheobeorilkkeoya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Neowaui gaseumsok modeun inyeondeureul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Hangajiman gieokhae neoui modeungeol da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Ana julsu isseotdeon namja nayeotdangeol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Ijen neo eobsido mwodeun haenaelkkeogo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Jigeum inoraereul deureo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Inoraeneun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Neol hyanghan sarang iyagi (ne sarang iyagi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Modeungeol da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Bachyeotdeon naui sunjeongi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Huhwedoejinanha ijen ijeulkkeoya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Jinagan naui sarangiya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;I love you ajikdo saranghae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Isungane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Majimak neol hyanghan moksori&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Modeungeol da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Algoineun naui wechimi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Deullindamyeon naegyeote dashi dorawajwo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Yeongwonhi neoreul saranghae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;I love you neomaneul saranghae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Baby please come back to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;I miss you baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Rain- Love Story Korean Version&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;IJustDon'tLoveYouNoMore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-7644107439057435518?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-2139648105273209809</id><published>2009-09-15T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T18:36:11.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;choo came to my house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;we went to skul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;bumped into sher wu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;talked abt choir auditions which choo was joining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;then only it hit choo that she was REALLY going for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;so to save herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;she &lt;strike&gt;asked&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strike&gt;DRAGGED me along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;so from the moment i saw andrea until the auditions started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;which was like an hours difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;i was scrambling everyone i knew for a song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;i ended up with the song New Classic (accoustic) by Drew Seeley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;after like singing wat seemed like i hundred different songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;so we went for the audition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;and i kept having the feeling of backing out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;i felt like crying coz i was soooo freakin scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;but choo made me stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;we started doing the warm-ups.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;was super messed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;or maybe just me too blur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;then i saw rueben off stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;and he gave me a thumbs up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;i was like... uh-oh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;but i sorta ended out quite okay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;they gave us a tune.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;then we had to do a canon meaning we do the same tune,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;but start at different times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;which can be super confusing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;the moment u hear someone else singing another part of the tune.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;u have the urge to follow that person. so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;i kept practicing with choo and nicole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;OH-MA-GAWD THIS WAS THE FIRST FREAKING TIME I HEARD CHOO SING!!!&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;ahem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;wasn used to singing in front of ppl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;so paiseh until i wanna die..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;and chee hoe sumore go embarrass me kao kao last night! made me cry like shite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;anyways..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;eventually me, choo, nicole and lisa natasha (our skul head prefect)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;got teamed together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;we sang to the scales as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;and miss tracy made us go super high and super low.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;then she told lisa to sing two lines from a song of her choice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;then me, then choo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;i dont remember if nicole sang or not coz i was shivering..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;but i sang too soft, so she told me to sing again a second time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;in my head i was like... &lt;strike&gt;sheeeet&lt;/strike&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;but oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;she also asked if we had a music background.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;turns out only nicole did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;actually me and choo do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;but i quit in std 6 and choo quit in std 3 i think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;so me and choo kept quiet. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;well after aaaalllll that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;miss tracy asid that lisa was alto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;i was soprano 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;choo was soprano 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;and nicole was a former member of choir and was soprano 1, but miss tracy changed her to soprano 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;when she said me and choo were soprano 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;we both turned and looked at each other. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;choo said she could see the question marks on top of our heads. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;we both thought we would get alto. coz we speak kinda looowww.. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;after all that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;now i think maybe i dont wanna join even though i get chosen in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;coz i saw the "contract to hell" according to andrea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;there were soo many rules.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;its too much commitment for me to handle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;i mean i'm already focusing on basketball,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;choir is harder thatn basketball wei..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;my mom read it too. and she found it ridiculous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;but she still encourages me to go for it coz its something different for a change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;but then again.. the practice is twice a week after skul, and u can never be late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;then by the time i get home&amp;nbsp; i'll be tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;and on mondays i have basketball training..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;so it'll be like after skul go choir, after choir go basketball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;so i dont knoww.. and i have to pass up the forms today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;dang it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;how did i get stuck in this situation..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;DaysHavePassed,StillNothingFromYou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-2139648105273209809?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/2139648105273209809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=2139648105273209809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/2139648105273209809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/2139648105273209809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2009/09/today-choo-came-to-my-house.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-5364230054255989188</id><published>2009-09-12T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T15:36:56.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;You Were Suprised That I've Changed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Became More Positive,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Well Just So You Know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm Forced To Be Positive,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;With All Those Days And Weeks You Never Said A Word,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;If I Didn't Change I Would Never Ever Be Sober.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;It'sAllYourFault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-5364230054255989188?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/5364230054255989188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=5364230054255989188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/5364230054255989188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/5364230054255989188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-were-suprised-that-ive-changed.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-6043277085503822313</id><published>2009-09-06T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T22:58:37.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;All my days&lt;br /&gt;Were spent by the telephone&lt;br /&gt;It never rang&lt;br /&gt;And all I needed was a call&lt;br /&gt;It never came.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-6043277085503822313?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/6043277085503822313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=6043277085503822313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/6043277085503822313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/6043277085503822313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2009/09/all-my-days-were-spent-by-telephone-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-7583853783839098658</id><published>2009-09-04T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T10:50:57.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*soldier holding a gun and pointing at a couple*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;soldier :&lt;/span&gt; when i signed onto the army, my girlfriend, she left me for a frenchman.&lt;br /&gt;             you look alot like the frenchman. *points gun*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;guy:&lt;/span&gt; okay okay. take me, let her go.&lt;br /&gt;      *says to girl* its been very nice knowing u, happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt; no! no! no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the police comes and starts screaming at the soldier to put his gun down.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt; wait! wait! WAIT!&lt;br /&gt;     that girl, she broke your heart right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;soldier :&lt;/span&gt; yes. instead of killing u, maybe i'll kill myself and then she'll be miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;girl: &lt;/span&gt;well that's not gonna work. cause' time will pass and she'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;      it's just the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;soldier:&lt;/span&gt; well that just sucks. i kill myself, i'll be dead and she won't care.&lt;br /&gt;             if i don't kill myself, i'll have to live this miserable life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt; well we have to stay alive,&lt;br /&gt;      we have to know how this story ends don't we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*soldier nods and puts gun down*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;got  this from "my sassy girl"&lt;br /&gt;it was touching and meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;u can turn it the other way around if a guy has hurt you.&lt;br /&gt;whether its for love or a friend who betrayed you.&lt;br /&gt;we have to know how this story ends.&lt;br /&gt;no matter how suckish and miserable u may feel.&lt;br /&gt;we have other friends around for that specific reason.&lt;br /&gt;rely on them.&lt;br /&gt;it makes them feel happy, and helps u too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TimeWillHealEverything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-956857166233543513</id><published>2009-09-04T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T10:31:36.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;the smallest comment i give.&lt;br /&gt;and u change the way u think,&lt;br /&gt;the way u are around me,&lt;br /&gt;everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i really want something to change,&lt;br /&gt;or when i'm telling u something.&lt;br /&gt;u dont listen to me.&lt;br /&gt;heck u dont even care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;won't u freakin listen to me and care for the freakin right things?&lt;br /&gt;geez..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;IGiveUp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-956857166233543513?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/956857166233543513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=956857166233543513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/956857166233543513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/956857166233543513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2009/09/smallest-comment-i-give.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-4778898314283487171</id><published>2009-08-19T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T22:50:19.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;say you're sorry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;that face of an angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;comes out just when you need it to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;as i pace back an forth all this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;cause i honestly believe in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;holding ont he days drag on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;stupid girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i should've known, should've known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;That I'm not a princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; This ain't a fairytale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Lead her up the stairwell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; This ain't Hollywood,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; This is a small town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I was a dreamer before you went and let me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Now its too late for you and your White Horse,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; To come around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Maybe I was naïve,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Got lost in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I never really had a chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; My mistake I didnt know to be in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; you had to fight to have the upper hand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I had so many dreams about you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Happy endings; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Now I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I'm not a princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; This ain't a fairytale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Lead her up the stairwell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; This ain't Hollywood,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; This is a small town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I was a dreamer before you went and let me down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Now its too late for you and your White Horse,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; To come around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; And there you are on your knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Begging for forgiveness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Begging for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Just like I always wanted,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; But I'm so sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Cause Im not your princess &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; This aint a fairytale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Im gonna find someone, Some day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Who might actually treat me well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; This is a big world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; That was a small town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; There in my rearview mirror, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Disappearing now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; And it's too late for you and your White Horse,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Now its too late for you and your White Horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; To catch me now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Oh whoa whoa whoa-oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Try and catch me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Whoa-Oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; It's too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; To catch me now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;IDon'tGiveADamnAnymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-4778898314283487171?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/4778898314283487171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=4778898314283487171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/4778898314283487171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/4778898314283487171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2009/08/say-youre-sorry-that-face-of-angel.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-6516258700279174694</id><published>2009-08-18T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T23:35:18.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;hey hey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i know its been a looong while since i properly updated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i've just bought a new com so i'm lazy la. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;anywayss..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i'm caught up with geo project. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;and with the fact that i'm flying to aussie this sat is worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;which means that i wont have time to actually do my project.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;and in a way i'm actually hoping to be quarantined for a week. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;and yeah. in case u dont know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i am going to adelaide this sat night to visit my sister!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;and so far all i've done is draw the blardy map for KGT.&lt;br /&gt;neither have i actually packed for aussie either. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY GOD!!&lt;br /&gt;my life is so screwed up now!&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i'm meaningless to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;i'm confused.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so... empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wish i had someone who would always be there for me.&lt;br /&gt;someone who would care about me.&lt;br /&gt;someone who would listen to my problems.&lt;br /&gt;someone who would understand me.&lt;br /&gt;someone who i would never fight with.&lt;br /&gt;but i don't.&lt;br /&gt;it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-6516258700279174694?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/6516258700279174694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=6516258700279174694' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/6516258700279174694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/6516258700279174694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-hey-i-know-its-been-looong-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-3027175469575936231</id><published>2009-08-14T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T01:25:48.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;It's not your fault those hands are cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Clinging onto the wounds of the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Afraid to love someone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Turning your back against the true meaning of the story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;The heart that is embraced melts slowly like ice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;* to be loved by someone, by anyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;It Makes life shine like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;If it was me, I’d make your heart once again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Warm With undying love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Fate's play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Even though it makes your heart ache&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;When the tears end,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;A single ray of light descends from the darkness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;We can grasp it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;We can feel the fierce painful touch  of a person's warmth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Sorrow and loneliness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;that every person endures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;searching for a refuge to mend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;yes,For you the place is here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;don't worry, don't falter anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;i will protect you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Beacuse it is love (as beautiful)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; As It is miserably (don’t be afraid)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;  this beautiful(let you know my love)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;This time is beautïful, it is ephermal (you know… let you know my love)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;TVXQ - love in the ice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;It'sTooLateForYouAndYourWhiteHorse,ToComeAround.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-3027175469575936231?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/3027175469575936231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=3027175469575936231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/3027175469575936231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/3027175469575936231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-not-your-fault-those-hands-are-cold.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-738444730924897297</id><published>2009-08-01T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T00:23:04.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm looking for a lover not a friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Somebody who can be there when i need someone to talk to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm looking for someone who won't pretend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;somebody not afraid to say the way they feel about you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and i'm looking for someone who undertstands how i feel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;someone who can keep me real and who knows always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;baby i like to have you in my way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and i'm looking for someone who takes me there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wants to share, shows he cares,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;thinking you're the one that i've been waiting for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;is it you? is it you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;maybe you're the one i've been waiting for,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;could you be the one for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;could you be the one i need?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm looking for someone to share my pain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;someone who i can run to, who would stay with me when it rains,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;someone who i can cry with through the night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;someone who i can trust who's heart is right,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and i'm looking for someone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and i'm looking for someone who understands how i feel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;someone who can keep me real and who knows always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;baby i like to have you in my way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and i'm looking for someone who takes me there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;want to share, shows he cares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;thinking you're the one i've been waiting for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;take for grant,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;how much i care,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and appreciates that i'm there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;someone who listens,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and someone who i can call who isn't afraid of thought to share.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;IJustWishIWasSpecialToYou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-952166978061060854</id><published>2009-07-04T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T15:04:16.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Post!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Edalene's Birthday! (3oth June)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;my daughter's birthday just passed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i was the first to dump water on her after running around the canteen chasing after her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i cornered her and sprayed her then gave her a hug and ran home. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Happy Birthday Dear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Joan And Tech Logg's Birthday! (4th July)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i gave tech logg's bday present yesterday at tuition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i'm gonna give joan 10 bucks to get wat she wants coz i have no idea wat to get her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;and i forgot to splash water on her now that i think of it. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;oh well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Happy Birthday Ibu!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Happy Birthday Tech Logg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It'sTheLifeILove.CavingIn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-952166978061060854?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/952166978061060854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=952166978061060854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/952166978061060854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/952166978061060854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2009/07/birthday-post.html' title='Birthday Post!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-5414996018546519985</id><published>2009-06-28T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T10:28:26.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i watched transformers yesterday!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;it was freakin awesome!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;bumble bee actually cried man!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and i just love the general lennox!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;but its so sad he's married though.. T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;anywayss..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;it still rocked.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and i cant scream to choo abt it coz she thinks transformers is like terminator. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;aihhh.. i cant change her mind bout that but just make her watch the darn movie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;but uwaahhhh.. okok.. chilling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;okay.. well i only slept at like 2 last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;was up watching the history of micheal jackson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;thriller! thriller night! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i grew up watching his videos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i idolized him all my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and i still dont believe he's gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;but he made history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;u can name elvis presley, james brown and whoever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;micheal jackson was bigger than that. WAY bigger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and u know wat my mom said?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;she said maybe micheal might meet uncle james and entertain him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;u can say i'm crying when i'm typing this out but i mean everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;all of us miss you dearly uncle james.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and i hope u know that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and the whole world will miss micheal jackson- the king of pop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;may you rest in peace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span 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style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;geezz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;so heres how today went.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i got there in the morning..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;it was raining.. sudden rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;then i went to meet choo in front of the gate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;then she  helped my pin my number M303!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and then the potato teacher told us to help her carry water into the stadium..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;man.. was it freakin heavy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;well.. then we had to go over to the other side of the stadium to watch the marchers..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and sit in the hot sun!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;after that we went back over to the other side of the stadium and the events started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i was waiting around for my events to start.. then i heard them announce for 4x100m runners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and i ran all the way down to the field..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i was the 3rd baton runner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i didn know it was at the turning corner..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i hated that part of the track.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;anyway.. when ig ot the baton i was 2nd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;then when i passed to leeann she sprinted all the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;but tanya caught up coz she has longer legs and all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;so we got third.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;better than nothing. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;then then then.. i went back and met up with choo.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and hung around waiting for my 100m event.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;then we went to the back of the stadium and were fooling around there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;then i went out front to check.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and cik cho was like.. "rachel! they're calling for u! syahirah went already!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;in chinese of course la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;then i went to the field and syahirah wasn there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;then i pulak was running around looking for the girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;when i turned around she was ont he field de and i ran down to meet her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;well we went to the other side and waited..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;before i knew it we were all jumping around at the starting line already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;the gun shot blew and we all started sprinting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;there were like 2 girls, one on each side..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;they were quite close to me and were catching up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;so i pushed myself super hard to get ahead..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and i got 3rd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;joey wong got first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;tanya got 2nd and i got 3rd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i was so happy when i asked and they said that maju was 3rd!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;wheeeee. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and oh yeah.. after thet event my left leg chou gan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;damn pain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i limped my way bak to the stands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and when i sat down all my house runners were in front of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;they were all asking if i was running 4x400 and i was like yeah yeah yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;then they said ITS NOW!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i was like.. HUH!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;then i got up and started limping all the way back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;they had the race with DU skuls and made us sit in the middle of the field in the hot hot sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i even had the time to go bak to the stands and get counter pain from the st john's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;choo being the smart ass go put extra on my leg and it was burning like mad!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;but it helped the pain lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;then when i got there they were starting de.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i waited around for my turn to come..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i was the 3rd runner..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and when i  got the baton we were 4th place..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;so i ran like shite to catch up with the berjaya girl in front of me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i managed to catch up with her so we were running side by side..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;but then at the last turning i lost it and i slowed down drastically..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;aihh.. I WAS SO FREAKIN CLOSE WEIII!!! UGHHH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;well anyway.. i got my 4x100 medal later on and i'll get my 100m medal on monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;hopefully rueben snapped nice pics of me and i'll bug him for them soon. bye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'veBeenGivingOutChancesEverytimeAndAllYouDoIsLetMeDown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-5771792226500645463?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/5771792226500645463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=5771792226500645463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/5771792226500645463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/5771792226500645463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2009/06/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-5057096542042076007</id><published>2009-06-17T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T17:24:57.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;whoo....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i just woke up from my nap..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;had saringan this morning... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i got third for 100m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i dont know wat i got for lontar peluru.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;but i doubt i got it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and i screwed up my 200m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i was running around the corner.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and the moment i reached around the corner to the finishing line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i died. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;takda strength de..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so i got last. T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and after i got over the finishing line my head was spinning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and i couldn walk in a straight line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;marcus said i was weak. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;WELL AT LEAST I'M NOT THE ONE WITH THE BUTT CRAMPS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i bumped into marcus before my 200m run and he was holding his ass and walking around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;lmao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i was like.. "butt pain?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;he said "yala!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;xD cacat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;well anywayy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i qualified for tmrw's 100m  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and i still got my 4x100.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;aih..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;well at least now i'll have my husband with me! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;choo sadly didn get into the finals for robotics so she's coming for sports day tmrw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;xD i'm not being mean or anythinggg... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;well choo told me to use law of attraction...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;but my retard head keeps thinking the opposite..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so i'll try. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and keep on trying to the very last minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;well wish me luck tmrw! its the only chance i have of getting comething. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;tata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GO MAJU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;iLy.&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-5057096542042076007?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/5057096542042076007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=5057096542042076007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/5057096542042076007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/5057096542042076007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2009/06/whoo.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-7427563944655873244</id><published>2009-06-15T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T22:12:45.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;lalalalalalalalala..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;skul started today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i went to skul.. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;got my results back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;woohoo.. my marks are horrible.. T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;hopefully my bookmarks and project marks will pull it up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;anywayy.. i just found out today that my skul sports day is this thursday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and thats not it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;the saringan is on wednesday!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;stupid ppl nvr tell us before hols.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;wat the crap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;well rueben told me on friday at the mamak.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;but i was... dazed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;so i didn really put that into my head..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and now its permanently in my head!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i went to see cik cho today.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;to sort out the runners and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and if any of you maju ppl are reading this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;for Form 1s tmrw meet in front of the bilik guru at 3.45!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and the form 2s also! but for form 2s meet at 4.20!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;they're both during reccess.. so u have to excuse that u cant get out of class coz of the teachers or anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;u have to be there to get ur numbers for the saringan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and well.. after that i went looking for that chicken of a guy JUSTIN PETERSON LO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;dunno where on earth he ran off to so i had to go to his class and wait for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;after that we were off running around the skul as usual... aihh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;well anyway.. after that nothing much happened.. tmrw's basketball club was cancelled.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;the retarded basketball coach wasn replying pn anis so she cancelled it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;my class is too far away from the speaker so when she made the announcement my class couldn hear it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;oh well.. that shows how smart my skul is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;well i sent that guy an sms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;like half an hour ago....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i'm still waiting. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;any time noww....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;well i'll probably post tmrw again.. maybe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;if i do.. it'll be a freakin nervous me posting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;AAAHH!! i'm so scared of running!!.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i never ran in a stadium before in my life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;holy crap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;T_T.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;how much i wish he was here to help me calm down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;how much i wish he actually cared that much about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;how much i wish he put more effort into spending time with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;how much i wish he would say love u every time we said goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;how much i wish he would call me 3 times a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;how much i wish he loved me as much as i do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;how much i wish he knew i how feel right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;AtLeastSayYouLoveMe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-7427563944655873244?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/7427563944655873244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=7427563944655873244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/7427563944655873244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/7427563944655873244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2009/06/lalalalalalalalala.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-6496273875194745946</id><published>2009-06-13T21:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T23:05:28.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;helloooooo people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;in case u still dont know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i went for the estee lauder model search thing today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;my mom thought it'd be fun. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;so we went there at 1 for our appointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and we finished everything at abt 4 or 5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i had to walk around 1u with that make up on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;ppl were staring... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;it was weird...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;but anywayyy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;rueben desperately wanted to see me in make up. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;but he went to kl and tropicana city instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and when i left 1 u. rueben came. xDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;wahahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and then when i got home.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and took my bath and tried soo freakin hard to get all the make up off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i checked my phone and saw that both chee hoe and rueben had smsed me saying that they saw each other at 1u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;lmao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;anywayy.. i'll just tell the proccess through pictures. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Beginning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Make Up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346811496246102258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SjOwuiq5SPI/AAAAAAAAA3E/3C36JAbKiu4/s400/CIMG1936.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346811498549663554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SjOwurQG10I/AAAAAAAAA28/uQPrxQDU--I/s400/CIMG1948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346811495125523938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SjOwuefuneI/AAAAAAAAA20/2YNnEwrOqVQ/s400/CIMG1959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hairdo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346811501279665330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SjOwu1a_XLI/AAAAAAAAA3M/pSnuWgU23d4/s400/CIMG1983.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346811506027510322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SjOwvHG9ujI/AAAAAAAAA3U/RQuXkIiIsGI/s400/CIMG1985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Tadaaaa~!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The Arranged Outfit As Well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346816534075470322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SjO1TyDA8fI/AAAAAAAAA3s/ytKhQerVRmA/s400/CIMG2011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346816531935123698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SjO1TqEt2PI/AAAAAAAAA3k/jTKjXxsuO-Y/s400/CIMG2013.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346828262957908146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SjO_-figALI/AAAAAAAAA4E/NEDn8-V8Jj0/s400/CIMG2007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;AND AND AND!!!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE FINAL PHOTO SHOOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346816525872942898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SjO1TTfYTzI/AAAAAAAAA3c/jMvBxkFpKv4/s400/CIMG2044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wheee.. aint i preeeetty? xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;thats abt it for my day. hope u ppl liked the pics!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;AtLeastSayYouLoveMe.=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-6496273875194745946?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/6496273875194745946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=6496273875194745946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-784469247994849675</id><published>2009-06-12T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T22:57:52.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yes yes i havent updated in ages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yes yes my blog has virtual cobwebs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yes yes wan ee is annoyed by looking at my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so now i'm updating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;well to shorten the past month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i went for MSSS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my jersey number was 6 (=.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;some guy confessed to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i fell for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and now the tables are turned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;long story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my aunt from melbourne came down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;she stayed with me for a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we couldn do much as it was exam week and i still had to go to skul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but all i know is that she couldn stand the heat. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i screwed up my sejarah and science.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hopefully my maths gets an A. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm quite confident with maths?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;choi choi choi. dont jinx it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and... hols started. my first week was spent at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;rotting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;playing a game which scares the hell outta me at some point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and practically drove my brain haywire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so i gave up. xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but i got to be a wolf in the game!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wahaha.. ignore that.. in a hyper mood now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;second week my dad came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;spent practically all week following him around the whole of kl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;doing his banking. which killed one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;went to the hospital. killed another day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and the rest aint much of a diff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but mostly whenever his friends called he'll just drop me home and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;off he goes!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;is the first day.. in a looooooong time that i went to sandy to play basketball with friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it was fun.. laughed like hell thanks to rueben. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;one certain guy was there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it was abiit awkward.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but i tried my best to communicate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sad jackie wasn there to force us to talk like how she did last year. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;well he had to leave early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;his reason was that it was boring??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but i wont say anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wan ee noticed the huge change in my expression and mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;she told rueben.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so rueben spent most of the day smsin me tryin to cheer me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;his usual lame-ness worked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;he's a total retard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but a great guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;its always fun to be around him. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;anywayyss..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;something shocking happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my dad went to sandy park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and he the smart ass didn wanna come out from the car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so i would occasionally run down and talk to him through the window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;then, THAT certain guy went to pick up a ball nearby. and was facing me and my dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;in other words he was straight ahead of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my dad followed my gaze and looked at him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HE WAVED AT MY DAD!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;AND THATS NOT IT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;MY DAD WAVED BACK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i was like OMIGAWD!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my dad didn mention anything at all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so i was like.. WTH!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;shocking la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i told chee hoe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and he laughed his fat ass off. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;anywayy.. after the basketball crap..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we went jakun park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;for some jakuns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;meaning the park behind jaya diri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;if u dunno where jaya diri is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;go kill urself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JUST JOKING!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i dont wanna be held responsible for anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;not like anyone would listen to me anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OKAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bak to topic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we met chu kai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;not sure if thats how to spell her name..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but omigod!! her hair mann!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;syiok mann.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i know choo loves it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so choo thinks she can pull it off. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i have no idea.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but when choo gets her hair cut like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i swear i'm gonna laugh my ass off. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so after that.. we went to mamak. all of us got 2 drinks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;except for wan ee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and makan de then go atria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i bought a  lame ass book so that my mind wont go emo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and it would keep me occupied anywayy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but i didn end up reading it, xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;after that wan ee left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;then chu kai was going the other way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and rueben being the nice fella.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;he walked me home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;then after that he went to makan cendol i think??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;then he started smsin me and complainin bout his freakin com.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and as i said before.. he was trying to cheer me  up.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm hype coz i had chocolate. wheeee xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;anywayy.. my basketball today damn gai dou!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sekali my shooting got better?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but then again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;that might just last for today only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;aihhh.. anywayy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm gonna go.... find something to do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lalalaalalaa.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yes i know i'm crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;when i'm sad, i go crazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and probably hyper too. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wheee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh yeah oh yeah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm going to 1u tmrw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;some of u ppl might know abt the estee lauder model search?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my mom found it fun when we went to 1u just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so she made me an appointment to do the photo shoot tmrw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i have to put on make up, do my hair, and wear a dress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;all which i dont mind doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but the prob is my skin tone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;coz of basketball...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'd probably look like a zebra?? xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;damn sad la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm actually very very VERY fair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but basketball tanned me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so from my knee to my ankle its really dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and from my shoulders down. its dark too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and my face.... its okay guaaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;aihh.. oh well.. hopefully they let me bring my camera for the shoot tmrw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'll snap pictures for u keh-poh ppl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;WontBeGettingAnySleepTonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-784469247994849675?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/784469247994849675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=784469247994849675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/784469247994849675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/784469247994849675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2009/06/yes-yes-i-havent-updated-in-ages.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-4013622567872995629</id><published>2009-04-24T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T10:59:00.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Did you forget that I was even alive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Did you forget everything we ever had?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Did you forget, did you forget about me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Did you regret ever standing by my side?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Did you forget we were feeling inside?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Now I`m left to forget about us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But somewhere we went wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;We were once so strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Our love is like a song, you can`t forget it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So now I guess this is where we have to stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Did you regret ever holding my hand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Never again, please don`t forget, don`t forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;We had it all, we were just about to fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Even more in love, than we were beforeI won`t forget, I won`t forget about us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But somewhere we went wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;We were once so strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Our love is like a song you can`t forget it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Somewhere we went wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;We were once so strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Our love is like a song, you can`t forget it at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And at last all the pictures have been burned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And all the past is just a lesson that we`ve learnedI won`t forget, please don't forget us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Somewhere we went wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Our love is like a song but you won`t sing along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You've forgotten about us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Don`t forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-DemiLovato; Don`t forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-4013622567872995629?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/4013622567872995629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=4013622567872995629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/4013622567872995629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/4013622567872995629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2009/04/did-you-forget-that-i-was-even-alive.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-7284935335079605571</id><published>2009-04-19T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T10:51:29.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yes yes yes i know i havent been blogging in long time.. and so i had MSSD. i wont say much.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'll just cut it short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. we won the first round agains bu2. i think the points were 48 - 35??? forgive me if i'm wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. we also won the second round agains DU. i forgot the points&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. we won the third round against BSD1. also forgot the points. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4. we lost to bu3 in the finals. this one i remember! 117 - 15!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5. we got second place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6. i dont know. i forgot. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaaa. i'll let the pictures do the talking from here on. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SfEorZQyWBI/AAAAAAAAA2c/Iqg4MbFClkc/s1600-h/CIMG1838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328084560136787986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SfEorZQyWBI/AAAAAAAAA2c/Iqg4MbFClkc/s400/CIMG1838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Edalene ( My Daughter), Choo (My Husband), Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Se1DAYQGZ2I/AAAAAAAAA2U/RBQQwdcawh0/s1600-h/CIMG1725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326987608038205282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Se1DAYQGZ2I/AAAAAAAAA2U/RBQQwdcawh0/s400/CIMG1725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;The Boys Drying Off Ther Clothes. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Se1DAMyOq_I/AAAAAAAAA2M/BfxSKXFzBIs/s1600-h/CIMG1773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326987604960127986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Se1DAMyOq_I/AAAAAAAAA2M/BfxSKXFzBIs/s400/CIMG1773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Choo Sleeping. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Se1C_1MH6hI/AAAAAAAAA2E/0EpZLfB-jr4/s1600-h/CIMG1841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326987598626286098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Se1C_1MH6hI/AAAAAAAAA2E/0EpZLfB-jr4/s400/CIMG1841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Second Place. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Se1BeGvpzLI/AAAAAAAAA18/YA1cuWhCj1o/s1600-h/CIMG1837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326985919711530162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Se1BeGvpzLI/AAAAAAAAA18/YA1cuWhCj1o/s400/CIMG1837.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Edalene, Pearly, Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Se1Bd9V-4bI/AAAAAAAAA10/4Kvy0IgGv0w/s1600-h/CIMG1805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326985917187940786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Se1Bd9V-4bI/AAAAAAAAA10/4Kvy0IgGv0w/s400/CIMG1805.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;DJ VS BU3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Se1BdkwGhHI/AAAAAAAAA1s/sjITA90o-vI/s1600-h/CIMG1732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326985910586606706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Se1BdkwGhHI/AAAAAAAAA1s/sjITA90o-vI/s400/CIMG1732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Se1BdcogUMI/AAAAAAAAA1k/BKznBkwoBVs/s1600-h/CIMG1730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326985908407259330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Se1BdcogUMI/AAAAAAAAA1k/BKznBkwoBVs/s400/CIMG1730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;DJ VS BSD1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Se1BdXYOlmI/AAAAAAAAA1c/g6OtR1v_KGU/s1600-h/CIMG1722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326985906996811362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Se1BdXYOlmI/AAAAAAAAA1c/g6OtR1v_KGU/s400/CIMG1722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Choo And Her Cramps.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ScaredShitless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-7284935335079605571?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/7284935335079605571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=7284935335079605571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/7284935335079605571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/7284935335079605571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2009/04/yes-yes-yes-i-know-i-havent-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SfEorZQyWBI/AAAAAAAAA2c/Iqg4MbFClkc/s72-c/CIMG1838.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-6216613689978753346</id><published>2009-04-04T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T22:38:13.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Should Just Walk Out Of Your Life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-6216613689978753346?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/6216613689978753346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=6216613689978753346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/6216613689978753346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/6216613689978753346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2009/04/maybe.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-2629996226803114168</id><published>2009-03-25T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T00:01:50.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I Admit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You're Like A Boyfriend To Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You Mean So Much More To Me Than Anything Else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But I Don't Seem To Be Anything Important To You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And That's What Hurts The Most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It's Like I Only Matter To You For The Moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;When I'm Gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Another Person Takes My Place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;If Only You Knew How Important You Are To Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;If Only You Knew How Much You Mean To Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;If Only You Knew How Much You Influence Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;In A Good Way Of Course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I Look At You And See So Much Potential In You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It Makes Me Wanna Work Harder To Be Like You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You're Smart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And I'm Only One Class Away From Being Ur Standard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I Know How Wrong This Sound But It's The Truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I Mean It. Every Single Word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I Don't Know Why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But You Play A Very Important Role In My Life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I Miss The Times Where We Used To Fool Around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm 5000 Miles Away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But It Doesn't Seem To Bother You One Bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But It Bothers Me Alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I Miss You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I Don't Know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Maybe I'm Just Thinking Too Much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It's Just The Way I Am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Stop Bloody Thinking So Much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;It's Driving Me Crazy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Stupid Negative Thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;ILoveYou.IMeanIt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-2629996226803114168?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/2629996226803114168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=2629996226803114168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/2629996226803114168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/2629996226803114168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-admit.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-7171100167471902540</id><published>2009-03-20T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T16:32:23.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;You Make Me Worry About You Alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;You Keep Going All Emo On Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;It Keeps Making Me Think I Did Something Wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I Don't Know Wat's Going On In Your Head,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;But I Don't Know Wat To Do Either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;You Know That I'm Always Here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;But You Keep Shunning Me Away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;And All This Happens When I'm 5000 Miles Away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;You Know I Love You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Don't Get Me Wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I'm A Straight Person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I Love You As A Friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;But Wat Did I Do Wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;YouKnowILoveYou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-7171100167471902540?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/7171100167471902540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=7171100167471902540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/7171100167471902540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/7171100167471902540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-make-me-worry-about-you-alot.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-30203744272525020</id><published>2009-02-05T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T22:43:00.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;okay i'm not gonna type out my CNY story. its too long and i'm lazy. so i'm just gonna post up pictures. for the sake of too many ppl complaining that my blog is dead. and belinda wants to see my pictures. xD anyway.. hope u like the pictures. and the labeling is abit messed up. xD&lt;br /&gt;enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;My 14th Birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYr4uwoPnbI/AAAAAAAAA0U/AxRXTtgrcMI/s1600-h/CIMG1593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYr4uwoPnbI/AAAAAAAAA0U/AxRXTtgrcMI/s400/CIMG1593.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299321393766178226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;my sis being mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYr2t6C4XtI/AAAAAAAAA0E/SG60ucbkcS4/s1600-h/CIMG1594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYr2t6C4XtI/AAAAAAAAA0E/SG60ucbkcS4/s400/CIMG1594.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299319180090695378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYr113TYzQI/AAAAAAAAAz8/7baEozlebhA/s1600-h/CIMG1595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYr113TYzQI/AAAAAAAAAz8/7baEozlebhA/s400/CIMG1595.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299318217281948930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYr11u3SeII/AAAAAAAAAz0/Dz-6t5CurzY/s1600-h/CIMG1582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYr11u3SeII/AAAAAAAAAz0/Dz-6t5CurzY/s400/CIMG1582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299318215016609922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYr11e4LWCI/AAAAAAAAAzs/oWjCECV-_I8/s1600-h/CIMG1581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYr11e4LWCI/AAAAAAAAAzs/oWjCECV-_I8/s400/CIMG1581.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299318210725369890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;cuzzies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYr11A6m8JI/AAAAAAAAAzk/wZ9sEWrh7d0/s1600-h/CIMG1579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYr11A6m8JI/AAAAAAAAAzk/wZ9sEWrh7d0/s400/CIMG1579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299318202682503314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;my hair with the streamers all over it. even my shirt has it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYr11NPEyYI/AAAAAAAAAzc/pyiVrFI0Ol0/s1600-h/CIMG1576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYr11NPEyYI/AAAAAAAAAzc/pyiVrFI0Ol0/s400/CIMG1576.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299318205989570946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;brithday cakie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYrydgq-TQI/AAAAAAAAAzU/9FT-P_E66wI/s1600-h/CIMG1575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYrydgq-TQI/AAAAAAAAAzU/9FT-P_E66wI/s400/CIMG1575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299314500355116290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYrydqhMRdI/AAAAAAAAAzM/t26nY_skM7U/s1600-h/CIMG1574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYrydqhMRdI/AAAAAAAAAzM/t26nY_skM7U/s400/CIMG1574.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299314502998443474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYrydR5f1BI/AAAAAAAAAzE/yXj_Irvdx7M/s1600-h/CIMG1573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYrydR5f1BI/AAAAAAAAAzE/yXj_Irvdx7M/s400/CIMG1573.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299314496389501970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYrydJt1jgI/AAAAAAAAAy8/a7kk_4GCucw/s1600-h/CIMG1572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYrydJt1jgI/AAAAAAAAAy8/a7kk_4GCucw/s400/CIMG1572.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299314494193110530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the last bit. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYrycyszOBI/AAAAAAAAAy0/dSO2DGpDbHE/s1600-h/CIMG1571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYrycyszOBI/AAAAAAAAAy0/dSO2DGpDbHE/s400/CIMG1571.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299314488014747666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;trying desperately to get it out of my hair. it got tangled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYrvPRvPOLI/AAAAAAAAAys/uhkxrQ9tiu4/s1600-h/CIMG1570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYrvPRvPOLI/AAAAAAAAAys/uhkxrQ9tiu4/s400/CIMG1570.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299310957293418674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;after a while my hair was all covered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYrvPCxRYrI/AAAAAAAAAyk/byGnuIqMVlo/s1600-h/CIMG1569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYrvPCxRYrI/AAAAAAAAAyk/byGnuIqMVlo/s400/CIMG1569.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299310953275417266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the starting of getting sprayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYrvPPanzCI/AAAAAAAAAyc/GcYUUGGHoFs/s1600-h/CIMG1557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYrvPPanzCI/AAAAAAAAAyc/GcYUUGGHoFs/s400/CIMG1557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299310956670077986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;was abt to cry. dont ask why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Camwhoring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYrvO2xWP0I/AAAAAAAAAyU/OO8e4ocjuCc/s1600-h/CIMG1547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYrvO2xWP0I/AAAAAAAAAyU/OO8e4ocjuCc/s400/CIMG1547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299310950054510402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYrvOnNIBjI/AAAAAAAAAyM/FziZaxD64Po/s1600-h/CIMG1545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYrvOnNIBjI/AAAAAAAAAyM/FziZaxD64Po/s400/CIMG1545.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299310945876051506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYrsYlO3InI/AAAAAAAAAyE/4RJa1bPL12U/s1600-h/CIMG1480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYrsYlO3InI/AAAAAAAAAyE/4RJa1bPL12U/s400/CIMG1480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299307818610270834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;temple decorations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYrsYTioRMI/AAAAAAAAAx8/X8oTQR7S-EE/s1600-h/CIMG1505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYrsYTioRMI/AAAAAAAAAx8/X8oTQR7S-EE/s400/CIMG1505.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299307813861344450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;little hei hei. a girl from the temple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYrsYPO6P_I/AAAAAAAAAx0/eLOqAYaLT8E/s1600-h/CIMG1507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYrsYPO6P_I/AAAAAAAAAx0/eLOqAYaLT8E/s400/CIMG1507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299307812704894962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;more camwhoring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYrsX22OhWI/AAAAAAAAAxs/HqQYPHiN6eM/s1600-h/CIMG1541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYrsX22OhWI/AAAAAAAAAxs/HqQYPHiN6eM/s400/CIMG1541.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299307806158914914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYrsXWsqkXI/AAAAAAAAAxk/lLi5zjaRyFk/s1600-h/CIMG1542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYrsXWsqkXI/AAAAAAAAAxk/lLi5zjaRyFk/s400/CIMG1542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299307797528875378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYrnq0_5wWI/AAAAAAAAAxc/RjRt0iHWWOY/s1600-h/CIMG1479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYrnq0_5wWI/AAAAAAAAAxc/RjRt0iHWWOY/s400/CIMG1479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299302634522001762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;temple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYrnqh5tXcI/AAAAAAAAAxU/LZEDWSw2mmg/s1600-h/CIMG1469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYrnqh5tXcI/AAAAAAAAAxU/LZEDWSw2mmg/s400/CIMG1469.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299302629395750338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;my 16 year old cousin posing. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYrnqur13XI/AAAAAAAAAxM/zAOcDg_p_tA/s1600-h/CIMG1467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYrnqur13XI/AAAAAAAAAxM/zAOcDg_p_tA/s400/CIMG1467.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299302632827247986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;frist black jack. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYrnqX9vzWI/AAAAAAAAAxE/wtx7BL6gsHs/s1600-h/CIMG1461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYrnqX9vzWI/AAAAAAAAAxE/wtx7BL6gsHs/s400/CIMG1461.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299302626728332642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;ngeeeee~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYrnqHuiL_I/AAAAAAAAAw8/XCzIFP7cSjU/s1600-h/CIMG1458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYrnqHuiL_I/AAAAAAAAAw8/XCzIFP7cSjU/s400/CIMG1458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299302622369558514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;She's soooo adorable!! uwaaaaaa~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ALittleTooNotOverYou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-30203744272525020?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/30203744272525020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=30203744272525020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/30203744272525020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/30203744272525020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2009/02/cny-photos.html' title='CNY Photos'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SYr4uwoPnbI/AAAAAAAAA0U/AxRXTtgrcMI/s72-c/CIMG1593.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-4176525859922790995</id><published>2009-01-06T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T00:48:37.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;gah. just got bak from shanghai around 3 days ago since its 1 now.&lt;br /&gt;skul started today.&lt;br /&gt;wont have time to update no more.&lt;br /&gt;want pics? go to my friendster. if u can find it. wahhahaha.. if u guys know me then u should be able to find my friendster.&lt;br /&gt;if not u can always ask around. xD&lt;br /&gt;china was cold. extended one more week coz my mom wanted us to spend more time with my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing is. in china. i AM old. i went to a pub and the bartender thought i was 19. he got a shock when my dad told him i was 13.&lt;br /&gt;the bartender said he was fooled by my face. *oh hallelujah!=.= geezz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when we went to a shop to buy a bag the lady there guessed 22. and it was her FIRST guess. after that it even went up to 25. OMG!!! do i really look THAT OLD!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haihhhhh... new year. new class. new friends. new bag. new books. new hairstyle. new look.&lt;br /&gt;i sure hope old friends dont change thou. rite choo? u promised neh? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well its late. *wow. thats a first*&lt;br /&gt;i've got ntg much to say. if u want an update abt china. spam on my cbox. the next time i sign in i'll TRY to fill up the space in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope u all like the small pic changes in my blog. annyeong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;IWishThisWouldAllEnd.IDon'tWantToHurtAnyone.Can'tWeJustBeFriends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-4176525859922790995?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/4176525859922790995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=4176525859922790995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/4176525859922790995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/4176525859922790995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2009/01/gah.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-3661992814974476026</id><published>2008-11-30T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T23:29:42.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Have To See You Tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm Scared. Nervous. Worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My Mom Just Has To Follow Us Around. =.=.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Darn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;mom.letmegooutwitmyfriendsalonewillya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-3661992814974476026?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/3661992814974476026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=3661992814974476026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/3661992814974476026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/3661992814974476026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2008/11/have-to-see-you-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-4572976512397190872</id><published>2008-11-30T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T23:22:34.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Watched Twilight Yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;It rocked out loud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I LOVED IT AND I STILL DO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;even my sister said it was sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!! i sooooo love it! cant wait for new moon where i can see more of jacob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i.dont.wanna.be.the.one.to.break.ur.heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-4572976512397190872?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/4572976512397190872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=4572976512397190872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/4572976512397190872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/4572976512397190872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2008/11/watched-twilight-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-1534635962146740571</id><published>2008-11-18T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T11:24:47.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You Know I Love You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But I'm Just Not Ready.&lt;br /&gt;Not Yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-1534635962146740571?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/1534635962146740571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=1534635962146740571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/1534635962146740571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/1534635962146740571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-know-i-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-1286885956322450665</id><published>2008-11-16T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T11:29:47.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Should Know.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;You Should Know,&lt;br /&gt;I Gave Up My Chances Of Winning So I Could Keep You As A Friend.&lt;br /&gt;I Saw Your Expression When I Chose To Team With Someone Else.&lt;br /&gt;So I Felt Guilty And Put My Hand Down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Should Know,&lt;br /&gt;That I Chose You Over Winning A Competition Which I Have Won For 2 Years Straight,&lt;br /&gt;So I Wouldn't Hurt You.&lt;br /&gt;Even Though I Got Scolding For Making That Choice.&lt;br /&gt;I Hope You Appreciate It Though.&lt;br /&gt;I Really Love You Girl. As A Friend.&lt;br /&gt;You Should Know That By Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Girl, I Still Wonder If You Would Make The Same Choice I Did,&lt;br /&gt;If You Were In My Shoes.&lt;br /&gt;I Want To Keep You As My Best Friend For As Long As I Can.&lt;br /&gt;But I Find It Hard,&lt;br /&gt;Cause' You Get Mad At Me Easily.&lt;br /&gt;We Often Disagree With Each Other.&lt;br /&gt;But We Somehow Work It Out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl, You Should Know,&lt;br /&gt;Competition Is A Competition.&lt;br /&gt;If I Choose To Go To A Better Team,&lt;br /&gt;Please Respect My Choice.&lt;br /&gt;Competition Means Competition,&lt;br /&gt;Whatever Happens On The Court Stays On The Court.&lt;br /&gt;It's Something You Have To Learn In Life.&lt;br /&gt;After The Competition,&lt;br /&gt;We Are Still Friends,&lt;br /&gt;No, Best Friends.&lt;br /&gt;No Matter What, I'll Always Be Here For You,&lt;br /&gt;I Want You To Know That.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Girl,&lt;br /&gt;Please Understand.&lt;br /&gt;I Want You To Learn To Differentiate Competitions And Friendship.&lt;br /&gt;Competitions Last A Few Days,&lt;br /&gt;But Friendship Can Last Forever If You Want It To.&lt;br /&gt;If You Let Small Matters Get In The Way Of Our Friendship,&lt;br /&gt;Then It Won't Last As Long.&lt;br /&gt;I'll Take A Chance In This Year's Competition.&lt;br /&gt;But Please Understand In The Future Competitions,&lt;br /&gt;That All Of Us Want To Win,&lt;br /&gt;So We Go With The Best Players.&lt;br /&gt;The Greed Of Winning Takes Over.&lt;br /&gt;But Remember. At The End Of The Day,&lt;br /&gt;When The Competition Is Over,&lt;br /&gt;The Friendship Is Back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody Wants To Win,&lt;br /&gt;I Know You Do Too.&lt;br /&gt;So Please Understand,&lt;br /&gt;When I Choose To Team With Someone Else,&lt;br /&gt;It Doesn't Mean I'm Betraying You Or Anything Like That.&lt;br /&gt;It's Just The Fact That I Want To Play With The Best.&lt;br /&gt;I Hope You Understand This.&lt;br /&gt;Let Me Know When You Do. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;B, ThisIsForYou.PleaseUnderstand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-1286885956322450665?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/1286885956322450665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=1286885956322450665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/1286885956322450665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/1286885956322450665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-should-know.html' title='You Should Know.'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-7662754773111795133</id><published>2008-11-16T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T14:58:58.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irritated.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Stop Being Such A &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Drama Queen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You're Getting On My Nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You Act Like You Know Everything,&lt;br /&gt;But You Don't Even Know Half Of What The Hell's Going On In Your Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Stop Acting Like A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Drama Queen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I Know You Want The Attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;You're Freaking Me Out.&lt;br /&gt;You Keep Giving Other People Crappy Advice,&lt;br /&gt;Just Cause' You Think You Know What's The Situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But You Obviously Don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Leave Me Alone.&lt;br /&gt;I'm Scared Of You.&lt;br /&gt;You're Really Getting On My Nerves.&lt;br /&gt;And You Wonder Why People Don't Like You?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't Go Trying To Fix Other People's Problems When You Can't Even Fix Your Own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'mTooScaredOfHurtingYou.SoIWon'tSayAnything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-7662754773111795133?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/7662754773111795133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=7662754773111795133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/7662754773111795133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/7662754773111795133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2008/11/irritated.html' title='Irritated.'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-5528542425913137987</id><published>2008-10-11T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T23:42:28.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE LOVE LOVE &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; THE TWILIGHT SERIES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i've finished reading twilight and new moon so now i'm gettin eclipse from a friend.. i love the story!! even though its not real i still love the characters! i officially claim myself as Bella coz she gets Edward and at some point gets Jacob too.. =D.. and Taylor was born on 11th february 1992.. and i'm in 1995.. so he's only 3 yrs older than me.. still got chance, still got chance.. XDD.. I WANT TAYLOR LAUTNER!! and he also has a Maltese named Roxy.. and maltese is the dog i've ALWAYS WANTED!! OMG!!! I SERIOUSLY WANT HIM NOW!! AHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SPC-wSPmHmI/AAAAAAAAAr4/-JRaETOefWk/s1600-h/5253183_std.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SPC-wSPmHmI/AAAAAAAAAr4/-JRaETOefWk/s320/5253183_std.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255910501881618018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Taylor Lautner.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;*melts*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SPCzHQ6-c8I/AAAAAAAAApk/kGVMP_a_VhA/s1600-h/twilight3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SPCzHQ6-c8I/AAAAAAAAApk/kGVMP_a_VhA/s320/twilight3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255897702524154818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SPCzHUtztWI/AAAAAAAAAps/u1xeNPmmx8U/s1600-h/twilight_bigteaserposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SPCzHUtztWI/AAAAAAAAAps/u1xeNPmmx8U/s320/twilight_bigteaserposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255897703542666594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SPCzHi8qFjI/AAAAAAAAAp0/t2fg09TJ9Bo/s1600-h/twilight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SPCzHi8qFjI/AAAAAAAAAp0/t2fg09TJ9Bo/s320/twilight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255897707363046962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SPCzHv94gBI/AAAAAAAAAp8/lk-YG-CwfNs/s1600-h/2324200009_ea00a9d6d4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SPCzHv94gBI/AAAAAAAAAp8/lk-YG-CwfNs/s320/2324200009_ea00a9d6d4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255897710857846802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Jacob Black! Killer man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SPCzH6XQOQI/AAAAAAAAAqE/Px3iYq7GSxk/s1600-h/021908_twilight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SPCzH6XQOQI/AAAAAAAAAqE/Px3iYq7GSxk/s320/021908_twilight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255897713648613634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The Cullens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;They make Edward seem like such a nice guy that i hate the book but yet love it! XDD.. i so wish the story was real and that i was Bella.. woohoo.. that would be nice.. =D.. lol.. i cant wait to finish the series which xin yin already killed for me.. -.-.. but i dont care i'm gonna read it anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;! twilight is comin out in cinemas but they say it wont show in malaysia.. if it doesn i swear i will kill whoever stopped the movie!! my other alternative is to either get my uncle in US or my sister in aussie to get the CD for me.. I DONT CARE! I NEED TO WATCH IT!! the trailer was soo tempting!! AHHH! i'm hooked.. sheet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here's the trailer that i think is the best so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k1GbukZnl1Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k1GbukZnl1Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. and in new moon when bella kept saying she was goin crazy.. I went crazy too.. the story affects me very badly apparently. =/.. oh well.. I STILL LOVE THE SERIES!! and also i wont be updatin very much after this.. and also..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOD LUCK IN THE FINAL EXAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;WhenYouCanLiveForever,WhatDoYouLiveFor?-Twilight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-5528542425913137987?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/5528542425913137987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=5528542425913137987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/5528542425913137987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/5528542425913137987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2008/10/twilight.html' title='Twilight'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SPC-wSPmHmI/AAAAAAAAAr4/-JRaETOefWk/s72-c/5253183_std.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-687474382655468208</id><published>2008-09-20T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T16:16:48.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged By Andrea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;RULE #1: People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;RULE #2: Tag 5 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;1. Do you have secrets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;hell yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;2. Would u fall in love with a girl thats older than u? (For Boy) / a boy than younger than u? (For Girl) ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;i'd try not to.. if that guy was really worth it.. maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;3. Whose butt would you like to kick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; andrea's? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4. What would you do with a billion dollars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;i might spend it on wat i want.. and give the rest to my family.. and maybe travel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;5. Will you fall in love with your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;depending on which best friend.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;i would say loving someone and being loved by that someone is blessed.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;7. List out your 15 favourite song :&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Home- micheal buble&lt;br /&gt;2. what you got (accoustic)- colby o'donis feat akon&lt;br /&gt;3. crush - david archuleta&lt;br /&gt;4. this is me (piano version) - demi lovato&lt;br /&gt;5.爱来过 ai lai guo - hebe from S.H.E&lt;br /&gt;6.你最近还好吗? ni zui jin hai hao ma?- S.H.E&lt;br /&gt;7.来不及 Lai Bu Ji- S.H.E&lt;br /&gt;8. Fall for you- secondhand serenade&lt;br /&gt;9. i'm still here - john rzeznik&lt;br /&gt;10. pictures of you- the last goodnight&lt;br /&gt;11. 斗牛,要不要 dou niu yao bu yao - Tank&lt;br /&gt;12. time of my life - david cook&lt;br /&gt;13. closer - neyo&lt;br /&gt;14. forever- chris brown&lt;br /&gt;15. Hey! Girl - DBSK동방신기&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;i'll either wait for him it he's worth it, or try my best to get over him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;9. Is there anything that has made you extremely happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; there's alot. take ur pick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10. What takes you down the fastest?&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching the one you love, love someone else.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;11. How would you see yourself in ten years time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;dont know. dont wanna know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;12. Who is currently the most important people to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends, family, and certain other people. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;13. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;cute. pretty. strict pengawas. short. XD smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;14. Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor?&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;single and rich. if i was married and poor.. we'd only suffer more.. so i'd rather be single and rich but be able to help my family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;15. What is your favourite colour?&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;black. duhh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;16. Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did. he didn't.. depending if he's worth it all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;17. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick??&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would go for  the one i think is better and closer to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;18. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someone has done?&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if that person is someone i hold dear to me. yes. but i will not forget wat happened. but i will forgive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;19.Do you prefer being single or having a relationship?&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if the guy really loves me and i love him. i would rather be in a realtionship.. but if it wasn that way.. i'd rather be single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Next 5 tag:&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belinda. Nadia. Suyinn. Pearl-Lyn. Joyce Chan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P.S.I'mStillNotOverYou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-687474382655468208?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/687474382655468208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=687474382655468208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/687474382655468208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/687474382655468208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2008/09/tagged-by-andrea.html' title='Tagged By Andrea'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-6586002305394624618</id><published>2008-09-19T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T20:59:16.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Referee Training Course</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okay.. a few days ago i went to the bathroom in skul wit belinda.. and as we walked bak we passed by 1 kempas and i saw pn Ainis inside.. i waved to her and she came out to tell me abt this training course and she said it was for "jurulatih" which means coach for some of u who dunno BM.. but she told me that it was rm 60 and the prob is that it is on the 2 days on the weekends and it continued for 2 weeks.. but.. in between those 2 weeks was my exams.. so i told her i'd go home and ask and let her know the next day.. i went bak to class hitting belinda saying that i wanted to go but i was so sure that my mom wouldn let me coz of exams..  but who knew.. when i went home and told my mom she was like "okay, so u better start studying now." i was like.. wat just happened?? i was soo happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo.. the next day i brought rm 60 to see pn ainis.. and then i had to go up and down lookin for Encik Khairul..then i had to go look for another dunno wat na me teacher downstairs..then i ended up goin up again wit that teacher to see encik khairul.. and i'm so glad wen xia was wit me.. at least i wouldn be alone.. encik khairul gave me the "good" sign coz i was form 1 and goin for this trainin.. then there were no guys goin so encik khairul gave wen xia a paper to go look for the guys and make them go if not they cannot go for competition.. so i heard from chee yuet that puochuin and jun wei went to eddie's class and force him to go.. and they all told him it was a trainin to be a COACH.. but then the next day pn ainis told me to go to her table and get a form to read a bt the details.. i copied it down and all.. then later that night i smsed eddie and told him all the details.. after that he called me and asked if it was referee or coach... he said he was conned and he dint wanna go coz its referee.. then i told him to go sort it out coz i wasn the one in charge.. and that time when he called i was walking to tuition..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the nest day was a wed which was a holiday.. and on thursday training was cancelled again which i still have a grudge against coach for it.. and when i went into class.. and i just given ai jin her nicely wrapped bday present from me.. then edalene was tapping on my shoulder and pointed at the door and i turned around and saw eddie.. XD.. it was soo unexpected.. and it was pretty amaizng how the hell he knew my class?? anyway.. he called me  out and i told him that if no guy went then they couldn go for competitions.. and he asked if form 1s can so i was like okay la.. then he went to go and look for calvin.. then i just realized that i had told jackie to ask rueben before class to see if he could go.. so then i went to ask teacher to go and look for eddie.. and she was like.. "abang kamu ke?" i was like.. NOO!!!! EDDIE IS SOO NOT MY BROTHER!! *&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;although i wish i had one like him.. but i dont.. *&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so i dragged edalene wit me.. and we went to 2 keruing.. and just my luck that eddie had JUST went into his class.. i made edalene go in to call him.. and then i told him bout rueben.. and he said to go and tell calvin not to tell encik khairul yet coz eddie had told calvin to go and look for teacher durin reccess.. and then eddie was like "if got anything else just come and look for me lah. " as he walked bak into class.. i was like.. as if i got so much time to go looking for u? anyway.. after that have to go 1 batai.. and tell calvin not to go lookin for teacher.. then go bak to class and drop dead on my table.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today.. i met wit rueben and bugged him abt telling me if he was goin or not.. and he eventually told me " yala i'll go lah!!" so i told him to go and see encik khairul.. and he said that when encik khairul sees him he will laugh for sure.. anyway.. at least now i got a partner lo.. its better for rueben to go so at least i have someone i know goin wit me.. =D... but i am dragging him into torture too.. oh well.. as long as he doesn know.. XDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;ICantStandLookingAtYou.ButIStillWantTo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-6586002305394624618?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-3453077092953369389</id><published>2008-09-15T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T23:22:37.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry- 2 months into 1 post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;sorry.. i've been lazy to update laa.. anyway i'll just say that the 1 week hol that was like.. last month of maybe longer than that.. i went bak to my hometown in johor again to pray for my uncle..&lt;br /&gt;to see my grandmother cry like that made me cry too.. i turned away and looked up as if looking into the sky so my tears would go bak in.. when no one was looking i wiped them away.. then we burned the things for him and went home... my grandmother as usual went into depression and even until now.. she isn eating properly.. so well she's got most of my family worrying bout her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the fact that we're 3 hrs apart makes it even worse..  and now.. i'll continue to the fact that at the end of the week on friday we went to genting.. and coz we had a small lil annoying "guest" wit us.. we could only play indoors coz we dint wanna lose our lil guest.. and so.. it was a pretty boring day.. then at night.. my aunt made a nice dip wit nachos and we snacked into the night.. then we went to sleep.. we had 3 rooms.. my mom and me wit my other 2 cousins took one room.. my cousins slept on the bed while me and my mom slept on the carpet floor.. i decided to move up onto the couch.. and i had a super thick blanket on me.. and i was wearing shorts to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my body started heating up so by the time i woke up in the morning i had fever.. and i got out of the blanket and stood up.. but then my eyes suddenly kinda went blank and i dropped bak into the couch.. and after a while i stood up and waited for my eyes to see properly again and then took my nice huge but thick billabong jacket and put it on.. then my mom said that my grandmother had went out for a walk.. so i walked out the bak and then there was the golf course.. i walked further down wit my 2 cousins which had already woken up and then i went to say my good mornings to my grandmother and we had a sifu that came along wit us.. and i greeted her too.. we all took deep breaths of fresh morning air..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we walked bak to the rooms.. and i went to my aunts room thru the bak and my OTHER cousins were all slumped on the couch.. then my mom came over and she told me to take a walk wit her.. so we went in the opposite direction and my cousin shouted across asking me y dint i feel cold coz i dint change out of the clothes i wore to bed.. so i wore my pink flowery pants out for a walk.. i shouted bak that i had my super thick billabong jacket to cover me.. and she was like okay.. so me and my mom took a walk and started talking bout how nice things would be if we actually had this weather down in kl and we were talking bout alot of other things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that some of my family members went down for breakfast and the rest stayed in the hotel room eatin breakfast.. after that my younger cousins wanted to go swimming and dragged me along too.. so i was like *wat the heck.. i haven gone swimmin in 2 yrs since my dad went overseas* so i wore the same shorts and shirt since the night before and went swimming..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and who knew.. after that on the way bak from genting.. i slept throughout the journey and then woke up wit my fever bak and even worse.. i went to lie down at my aunts hse and fell asleep for a while.. then i could hear ppl screaming and shouting.. turns out my lil cousins were in the room.. so i got up and went downstairs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. then i lepak till my mom came bak from dinner and then i ate the food they got and went home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mooncake Festival&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;okay.. so i celebrated the mooncake festival wit Shu Yi, Pei Yi, Chee Yuet and shi hui.. joyce and jackie cancelled last minute coz they had somethin else that came up.. and so i was beggin rueben to bring his basketball.. and i also told chee yuet to tell pei yi to bring theirs too.. and lucky they did coz within the 20 mins that we reached sandy park rueben and jumped, hung on to the metal ring.. but let go and the wrong time and fell onto the ground back first.. he lied down there practically dead and sorta screamin in pain.. wel not really screamin la.. more like moaning.. aynway. a guy that was sittin nearby came over and helped rueben up and pulled him aside and told him to lie down straight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now rueben was lying down at the pole of the basket.. i saved his life coz i caught an air ball that would've hit his head... and i almost missed the ball too.. i was juggling it as it was going closer to rueben.. XDD.. rueben was screaming coz he saw the ball..LOL.. then rueben screamed and the lil boy who shot the ball saying that if he shot another air ball rueben would kill him.. but the lil boy dint listen.. tsk tsk.. oh well.. then rueben's dad came and  rueben's bak was okay.. only that he sprained his wrist..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after he left the rest of us played basketball wit pei yi's ball.. we played till i saw shi hui's lil brother come running around the basketball court.. then i was like.. "shi hui!! ur mom's here!!" then she was like.. oh.. then i go bak first la.. so we all said goodbye and continued again.. my mom then called and told me to go to the side of the park to get the stuff from her so i dragged shu yi wit me.. lucky i did coz there was 2 big plastic bags.. one wit lanterns and another wit junk food.. the there was another tupperware wit sloppy joes.. weeee.. then we brought them bak the the lil pondok next to the basketball court and i was screaming at everyone else to come over.. then they did and we ate.. rested for abit then we went to play basketball again.. then by that time it was dark already.. and shu yi was like complaining that she wanted to play candles.. so we went bak and took out the candles and lanterns to play.. as usual we lighted around the playground but it was sooo darn hard coz the wind kept blowing the candles out.. but shu yi managed to light her lantern and i did mine too later on.. so we hung them on the playground and took pics.. then after that me and shu yi took a walk around the park... came bak then shu yi met wit her friends... so me, chee yuet and pei yi started playing with the candles.. we were supposed to make a basketball chape wit the candles.. but we dint have enough so we made a happy face instead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i figured that the happy face looked like the friendster logo.. XDD anyway.. after that we were goin to play basketball again.. and then these group of 3 guys which who knows are how old asked us if we wanted to play game.. so we said okay.. and we had 4 ppl so we said 4 on 3 coz they were guys.. so then they agreed and we played... i was so happy coz i shot in bout 4 3-point balls and chee yuet was like telling me why couldn i play like this in the competition.. so i was like.. I KNOW!!! DATS THAT DARN PROBLEM!! anyway.. we were leading but in the end the guys caught up coz we were too afraid to go close to them to defend.. so eventually we stopped playing and shu yi went home.. i might have messed up on wat happened that night.. we actually played basketball wit the guys first THEN we made the happy face wit the candles.. 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&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;ICantSayI'mOverYou.ButIWishIWas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SNEVYv9bO0I/AAAAAAAAAgA/8MOHLRulu4w/s1600-h/IMG_0812.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-3453077092953369389?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/3453077092953369389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=3453077092953369389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/3453077092953369389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/3453077092953369389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2008/09/sorry-2-months-into-1-post.html' title='Sorry- 2 months into 1 post'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SNEgZC6ODxI/AAAAAAAAAgg/yIVcmYPP5zg/s72-c/22082008%28011%29%281%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-8862011644373277828</id><published>2008-09-15T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T22:22:09.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged By Belinda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;3 Golden Rules. state 15 weird things/ habits/ little known facts about yourself. The people I tag are to then to follow my footsteps and write their own 15 weird things/habits and little known facts.. No tag backs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)I Love Black&lt;br /&gt;2)I have a habit of staying up late&lt;br /&gt;3)I want to dye a small bunch of my hair purple or blue when i'm older&lt;br /&gt;4)i love basketball *duhh..*&lt;br /&gt;5) i cant sit still unless i'm daydreaming&lt;br /&gt;6) i'm lazy&lt;br /&gt;7) i'm glad i have friends like Abel and Sandy Tey.. and also Xin Yin.&lt;br /&gt;8) i like my straight hair&lt;br /&gt;9)I dont like being alone in a crowded place&lt;br /&gt;10) i want to blog but i'm lazy to type out everything&lt;br /&gt;11) i LOVE taking pictures!&lt;br /&gt;12)  hate ppl who follow everything i do or say&lt;br /&gt;13) hate ppl screaming in my hear for no good reason&lt;br /&gt;14) i dont like ppl who break my heart wit a stupid reason&lt;br /&gt;15) i hate falling in love wit someone who doesn even care abt me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag:&lt;br /&gt;rochel unnie, winnie dongsaeng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;IMissYou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-8862011644373277828?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/8862011644373277828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=8862011644373277828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/8862011644373277828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/8862011644373277828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2008/09/tagged-by-belinda.html' title='Tagged By Belinda'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-6036765523101012224</id><published>2008-09-04T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T23:21:26.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged By Wan Ee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;RULE #1 People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULE #2 Tag 5 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;1. If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;depends on wat he did and how bad it is. but if it was bad.. i would be really sad.. maybe furious.. but i'd most likely just be sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;2. If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;    well.. its for me to know. and for u to find out. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;3. Whose butt would you like to kick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;errr..  Belinda's??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;4. What would you do with a billion dollars?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;drag my mom to adelaide to see my sis, and drag my sis bak wit us.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;5. Will you fall in love with your best friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;well.. depends on who and which best friend that is.. XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;being loved by someone of course. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;7. How long would you intend to wait for the person you love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;depending on how much that person means to me, and wat he has done for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;8. What were you doing when you were falling down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i would usually automatically lock my arms together or stretch them out to block any bad impact, and for some reason i would shut my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;9. If there anything that has made you extremely happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;there hasn been a time like that for quite some time.. but yeah there was one morning, at the park. but that time will never come again and i know that. and i'm sure of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:Franklin Gothic Medium;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;10. What takes you down the fastest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;falling in love with someone who doesn love you; getting hurt by someone you love, finding out something u wish u had never heard, and watching the one you love, love someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;11. How would you see yourself in ten years?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i dont know, probably working or studying i guess.. but probably regretting alot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;12. Who are currently the most important peoples to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;my family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;13. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;holds her friend too close and easily gets betrayed and hurt, cries too much, weird, funny, fun, a good friend, reliable?? and craves attention?? XDD &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dont Kill Me, Its True!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;14. Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;single but rich, having someone you love isn worth it if you both suffer, being single and rich means that you can spend time wit family and friends and help them financially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;15. Would you give it all in a relationship?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i did, he dint give me his all. but yes i would, if the relationship was worth it all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:Franklin Gothic Medium;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;16. What's the first thing you do when you wake up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;try to stay awake, then turn on the music on my phone and roll around my bed.. XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;17. If you fall in love with two person simultaneously, who would you pick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;the one who is a better person and who i know will always stay with me no matter wat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;18. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing, someone has done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;depending on who that person is and wat that person did. but even so.. forgiving is one thing, but forgetting is another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;19. Do you prefer being single or in a relationship?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;depends if who that person is and if he is willing to spend time wit me and love me without a doubt. but being single might be better sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;20. List 5 people to tag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1) Pearl-Lyn&lt;br /&gt;2) Abel Tey&lt;br /&gt;3) Mr Patrick&lt;br /&gt;4) eLLe (michelle)&lt;br /&gt;5) Nadia Esham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;YouHurtMeWithoutKnowingIt.ButIBetYouDon'tEvenCare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-6036765523101012224?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/6036765523101012224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=6036765523101012224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/6036765523101012224'/><link rel='self' 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them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i'm alone,&lt;br /&gt;i let everything out,&lt;br /&gt;and cry if it is worth it,&lt;br /&gt;they don't know how it feels,&lt;br /&gt;but they act as though they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't blame them,&lt;br /&gt;coz they're just trying to help,&lt;br /&gt;i really appreciate it,&lt;br /&gt;but one of them just gets too close,&lt;br /&gt;its like she cant leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like she would die if she dint talk to me,&lt;br /&gt;it scares me,&lt;br /&gt;but i cant tell her,&lt;br /&gt;i dont have the guts to,&lt;br /&gt;and i dun wanna hurt her by telling her,&lt;br /&gt;but still, when all this is going through my head,&lt;br /&gt;its locked away once more,&lt;br /&gt;when i meet my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;furthermore, when i see him,&lt;br /&gt;i cant help but &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-5779113218964350253?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/5779113218964350253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=5779113218964350253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/5779113218964350253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/5779113218964350253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2008/08/smiles.html' title='Smiles'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-1194817234120899747</id><published>2008-08-11T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T21:14:06.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I knew it was coming,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;my feelings never changed, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;but i knew his did,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;my friends told me to hang on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; coz we all knew i would regret it,&lt;br /&gt;if i broke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;i found out wat was true,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;or so i heard,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;another friend told me to ask him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;and so i did, and so he explained his reason,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;i figured out wat he had said and realized,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;wat a sweet and caring guy he was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;but it ended that night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i knew it was coming,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;but i also knew it was best for both of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;so i let it happen, i agreed it wasn't working out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and so it ended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;i got  a phone call,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;from a friend, and i told her wat happened,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;and i started to cry, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;realizing that wat happened was real,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;i slowly started to accept it that night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;and i never cried again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;he had promised to be good friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;and i was okay with that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i feel better now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;but not entirely over him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i still have feelings for him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;whether he knows it or not,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i'm just gonna keep it quiet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;because its all over now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; and i can't do anything about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;except for admiring him from far,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;and now i'm bak to where i started from,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;bak to being strangers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;who only talk when there is something to be said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;and not as friends who are close,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;or even to be called friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;but we still look at each other as friends,&lt;br /&gt;we did take a step forward,&lt;br /&gt;i dare to look at him in the face now,&lt;br /&gt;maybe.. i can call him a friend now,&lt;br /&gt;and i'm happy for wat happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;i changed for the better,&lt;br /&gt;because of him,&lt;br /&gt;i didn't thank him for it,&lt;br /&gt;well, maybe i should thank him in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;where he will always be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;He Will Always Be A Memory In My Heart,&lt;br /&gt;I Know I Will Never Forget Him,&lt;br /&gt;And I'm Thankful To Have Met Him&lt;br /&gt;And Be Able To Call Him My Friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- яάсћзґ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-1194817234120899747?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/1194817234120899747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=1194817234120899747' 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center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this is a song i like. it's got meaning and is nice.. although hard for me to sing to coz quite high pitched XD.. but it really is quite nice.. or maybe its just coz i haven been in the mood that i need songs like this to cheer me up?? oh well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I open my eyes the world seems a different place,&lt;br /&gt;The colours are brighter and the air is sweet to taste.&lt;br /&gt;see it's like I woke up from a nightmare that tied me down,&lt;br /&gt;I smothered and trapped inside a sleep way underground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Its time I learned to fall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;To say the word goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;To feel the sunlight on my face,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Maybe that means...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; I'm ready to fly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I wanna breathe in and breathe out and be who I am,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Let go of fear wanna feel alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I'm ready to fly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The more that you hold me back you set me free,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;You help my heart decide..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Maybe I'm, maybe I'm ready to fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; Where is your faith, where is your love for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Why do you fight the things I imagine in my dreams?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;See the poison is strong, an addiction is tough to break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;But love is the hardest thing I have ever had to shake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Its time to break these chains,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;To look you in the eye,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;To tell you that its over now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Maybe that means...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I'm ready to fly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I wanna breathe in and breathe out and be who I am,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Let go of fear wanna feel alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I'm ready to fly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;The more that you hold me back you set me free,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;You help my heart decide..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Maybe I'm, maybe I'm I'm ready to fly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Give me the strength to walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Give me the strength to stay the road ahead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Even if it's a lonely place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Give me the hope to mend this heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Give me the chance to see love smile, smile again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;To see love smile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Its time I learned to fall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;To say the word goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;To feel the sunlight on my face,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Maybe that means...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'm ready to fly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I wanna breathe in and breathe out and be who I am,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Let go of fear wanna feel alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'm ready to fly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The more that you hold me back you set me free,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;You help my heart decide..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Maybe I'm, maybe I'm I'm ready to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-7143433213073463049?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/7143433213073463049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=7143433213073463049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/7143433213073463049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/7143433213073463049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2008/08/not-in-mood.html' title='Not In The Mood'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-3435213609055586982</id><published>2008-08-10T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T20:56:35.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Admiral Cup 3/8/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;fine.. its already a full week since the end of the competition.. and yeah i know.. its kinda late to post it now but oh well.. anyway.. that day i told abt 5 of the girls to be in skul by 9.30 so that we could go hunting for usj 12 coz its the first time my mom is goin there and she is fetching a few of us.. so then lydia's car is comin later and just to be on the safe side we left early just in case the game was pushed forward or something and if lydia got lost we could still have 5 players to start.. and it turns out that we were there quite early  thou.. and that morning my mom bought LOADS of food.. mostly cake and bread.. something light to keep us going through the day la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the time we got there the boys JUST finished their game.. wat "great" timing we had huh?? anyway they had lost to gombak and seemed quite dissapointed but they did end up laughing so i dont think it had THAT bad of an impact on them la.. later on they walked out of the skul and who knows where they went.. then us girls were left in skul and we eventually started wandering around and xin yin was emo-ing again.. god knows why but she did come up with some strategies and all.. i couldn care less to listen coz i was abit blur.. i suppose its too early in the morning to play basketball?? XDD.. anyway i roughly got it and after that we ate abit and listened to songs and had some fun la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was our turn and we had to play against usj 8.. the score was very close.. coach as usual drove me nuts coz he wouldn let me out for long.. =.=.. but at the end of the game we won!! 26-20.. =D and so we got into the finals.. hehe... but u gotta admit.. if u were there u would say that the usj 8 team was very good... but somehow at the end of the game their capt sprained her ankle BAD.. but she played VERY WELL!! after the game we sat down and the usj 8 capt walked past us and we were all asking how she was and she said she was alright.. we all clapped for her good performance and her friend which was helping her walk properly clapped along too.. =)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we once again went crazy after that and start goin nuts with my camera again.. we took quite random pics while jackie and wen xia took off their hairbands and started posing and went into their crazy mood.. and i mean CRAZY!! after that we all got tired and i put on my head phones to listen to music and i lied down on Xin Yin while she lied down on the floor.. and when i started talking she would be laughing saying it tickled her.. eventually i started laughing and she started screaming at me to get off... HAHA!! i love her man!! =3..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on it was our turn to play and so we went to the court and started our warm-ups and everything.. and our next game was against catholic.. AGAIN.. and Xin Yin played so damn freakin well man!!! she actually dribbled past 4 ppl who were standing in 3 rows to block her way.. but she managed to pass thru them saying "whoa!" each time.. OMG SHE IS SOO DAMN FREAKIN CUTE MAN!!! and the amazing and cool thing is that she can still do her lay-up and the ball goes in!! i sooo envy her laa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at the end of the game.. we lost again.. just like MSSD we also lost to catholic.. the score was 20 something to 18.. i forgot.. hehe.. sry.. but we got second anyway so YAY!! HAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the finals we went to sit near the court and then coach dint really say much la.. he told us to rest and wait for the boys game to finish and get our medals.. but some of us had to go home early so they left with lydia.. and so they left 6 of us which were me, Xin yin, Foong Yan, Edalene, Shi Hui And Wen Xia.. we took our medals and had to take pictures at the same time too.. after that wen xia followed her mom home and the rest followed my car.. we got our vouchers too.. each of us get abt RM 130 for us players alone not counting the teacher's and coach's part.. and so we reached skul at 8 p.m and i went home.. okay so here are some of the pics from that day.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SKAzmE6oclI/AAAAAAAAAdk/LkS9xTw--aA/s1600-h/IMG_0631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SKAzmE6oclI/AAAAAAAAAdk/LkS9xTw--aA/s320/IMG_0631.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233239496252224082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SKAzmcbvsZI/AAAAAAAAAds/GBtx9SWnhcg/s1600-h/IMG_0633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SKAzmcbvsZI/AAAAAAAAAds/GBtx9SWnhcg/s320/IMG_0633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233239502565126546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SKAzmw5T7DI/AAAAAAAAAd0/8YSJTXXbc3c/s1600-h/IMG_0634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SKAzmw5T7DI/AAAAAAAAAd0/8YSJTXXbc3c/s320/IMG_0634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233239508057844786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SKAznDTb4SI/AAAAAAAAAd8/OACfW2aX_uA/s1600-h/IMG_0636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SKAznDTb4SI/AAAAAAAAAd8/OACfW2aX_uA/s320/IMG_0636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233239512999256354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SKAzniVoK8I/AAAAAAAAAeE/XChOFYwNOZo/s1600-h/IMG_0647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SKAzniVoK8I/AAAAAAAAAeE/XChOFYwNOZo/s320/IMG_0647.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233239521329949634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-3435213609055586982?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/3435213609055586982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=3435213609055586982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/3435213609055586982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/3435213609055586982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2008/08/admiral-cup-3808.html' title='Admiral Cup 3/8/08'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SKAzmE6oclI/AAAAAAAAAdk/LkS9xTw--aA/s72-c/IMG_0631.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-1886084836585872217</id><published>2008-08-09T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T16:57:58.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged By Pearl-Lyn.. XD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;hey people!! its been quite some time since i've touched my blog so sorry.. i'll post up some more pics of the Admiral Competition soon.. i hope.. oh well bye for now.. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer the questions below, do a Google Image search with your answer, take a picture from the first page of results, and do it with minimal words of explanation. Tag 5 other people to do the same once you’ve finished answering every question. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The age you’ll be on your next birthday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;fourteen.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SJ1-BYAlfUI/AAAAAAAAAa8/ae43k2-EMJU/s1600-h/6a00d8341c010d53ef00e54f4b48f88834-800wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SJ1-BYAlfUI/AAAAAAAAAa8/ae43k2-EMJU/s200/6a00d8341c010d53ef00e54f4b48f88834-800wi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232476904164261186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;2. A place you'd like to travel to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tokyo, Japan.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SJ1_SONZrhI/AAAAAAAAAbE/4UW2Gq4xVzs/s1600-h/2281017950015412573GxjAMU_fs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SJ1_SONZrhI/AAAAAAAAAbE/4UW2Gq4xVzs/s200/2281017950015412573GxjAMU_fs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232478293103062546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; 3. Your favourite place:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;on the basketball court where i can be with the people i love and at least be able to let some of my worries leave me alone for that time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SJ2ASiFcesI/AAAAAAAAAbM/9BkdXs0d3Xc/s1600-h/metro1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SJ2ASiFcesI/AAAAAAAAAbM/9BkdXs0d3Xc/s200/metro1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232479397950028482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;i'm stressed up and worried most of the time, but with my friends while i'm doing something i love.. i somehow feel relaxed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;4.Your favourite food:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;skittles! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SJ2BW-FBsnI/AAAAAAAAAbU/W2viu0ZS1LQ/s1600-h/skittles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SJ2BW-FBsnI/AAAAAAAAAbU/W2viu0ZS1LQ/s200/skittles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232480573695570546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Bite size sweet sensation.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;5. Your favourite pet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MALTESE!!! =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SJ2DV3czlxI/AAAAAAAAAbc/OZY-uKamrGo/s1600-h/maltese_basuedayva.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SJ2DmnJpdcI/AAAAAAAAAbk/nFRF-xlLyoQ/s1600-h/maltese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SJ2DmnJpdcI/AAAAAAAAAbk/nFRF-xlLyoQ/s200/maltese.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232483041442100674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; 6. Your favorite color combination:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;anything with the colour black.. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SJ2E6OsUYMI/AAAAAAAAAbs/HXuOFO_OA4c/s1600-h/blazer-gs-black-denim-white-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SJ2E6OsUYMI/AAAAAAAAAbs/HXuOFO_OA4c/s200/blazer-gs-black-denim-white-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232484477985644738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; 7. Your favourite piece of clothing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;any shirts with messy patterns, low rise jeans and for formal wear, black dresses..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SJ2LflmeOZI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JHKIqm9NRdE/s1600-h/6186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SJ2LflmeOZI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JHKIqm9NRdE/s200/6186.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232491716860066194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;the pattern is something like this.. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SJ2Lf1hNF1I/AAAAAAAAAb8/O-Yfw-vkZew/s1600-h/americaneagledoublejeans.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SJ2Lf1hNF1I/AAAAAAAAAb8/O-Yfw-vkZew/s200/americaneagledoublejeans.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232491721132939090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SJ2Ms3kZyTI/AAAAAAAAAcE/07MpaSL2WlA/s1600-h/prodImage.ms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SJ2Ms3kZyTI/AAAAAAAAAcE/07MpaSL2WlA/s200/prodImage.ms.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232493044533152050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; 8. Your all-time favourite song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Chris Brown- Forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SJ2N-Kx732I/AAAAAAAAAcM/xUizAxtVMfc/s1600-h/chris-brown-forever-lyrics-video.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SJ2N-Kx732I/AAAAAAAAAcM/xUizAxtVMfc/s200/chris-brown-forever-lyrics-video.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232494441259589474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colby Odonis ft. Akon-What you got(accoustic Version)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SJ2QnSahg8I/AAAAAAAAAcc/AkQmEhPYqks/s1600-h/494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SJ2QnSahg8I/AAAAAAAAAcc/AkQmEhPYqks/s200/494.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232497346706768834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; 9. Your favourite TV show:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Scrubs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SJ53YA3yCFI/AAAAAAAAAck/dDRaCZWiTXs/s1600-h/scrubs_main_414x260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SJ53YA3yCFI/AAAAAAAAAck/dDRaCZWiTXs/s200/scrubs_main_414x260.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232751071485626450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. First name of your significant other/crush:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Take A Wild Guess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SJ53_743f1I/AAAAAAAAAcs/CcWDks_6bsw/s1600-h/8562977.102_0203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SJ53_743f1I/AAAAAAAAAcs/CcWDks_6bsw/s200/8562977.102_0203.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232751757342768978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; 11. The town you live in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;KL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SJ54RahKnvI/AAAAAAAAAc0/NWZ-_xRa5mk/s1600-h/2ARYICA50MVBACA54DFAXCAB17GF5CAMIWS4SCALOLWYTCAXBS4IBCAT505QDCAWTMJXYCAIX46DOCA6IWO9BCAJCY0IPCAAWQYZBCAF5VM8WCAVLY9YYCAP1CCYRCAF8H2HJCA8L5MDBCANO2UUECA5BRAWE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SJ54RahKnvI/AAAAAAAAAc0/NWZ-_xRa5mk/s200/2ARYICA50MVBACA54DFAXCAB17GF5CAMIWS4SCALOLWYTCAXBS4IBCAT505QDCAWTMJXYCAIX46DOCA6IWO9BCAJCY0IPCAAWQYZBCAF5VM8WCAVLY9YYCAP1CCYRCAF8H2HJCA8L5MDBCANO2UUECA5BRAWE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232752057622634226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; 12. Your dream job:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If Possible.. A Backup Dancer?? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SJ54wWdnJ2I/AAAAAAAAAc8/0gQhFDEggZc/s1600-h/41DC11WTRML._SL500_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SJ54wWdnJ2I/AAAAAAAAAc8/0gQhFDEggZc/s200/41DC11WTRML._SL500_AA240_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232752589109929826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;13. A bad habit you have:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I Think Negatively Too Much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SJ55oc7YK7I/AAAAAAAAAdE/f8SBkpDaxRk/s1600-h/1214691063_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SJ55oc7YK7I/AAAAAAAAAdE/f8SBkpDaxRk/s320/1214691063_l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232753552918064050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;14. Your worst fear:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Losing Someone I Hold Dear To Me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SJ56e-XZSsI/AAAAAAAAAdM/z7uGdMNX2Zk/s1600-h/1684094925_7852d8fc55.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SJ56e-XZSsI/AAAAAAAAAdM/z7uGdMNX2Zk/s200/1684094925_7852d8fc55.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232754489606884034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; 15. The one thing you'd like to do before you die:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Find The Right Guy That I Love And Loves Me For What I Am And Nothing More..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SJ57XDWxV3I/AAAAAAAAAdc/ELFrVRqbPZQ/s1600-h/cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SJ57XDWxV3I/AAAAAAAAAdc/ELFrVRqbPZQ/s200/cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232755453019117426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I Tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Belinda. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Nadia. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Joan. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Vi Ki. &lt;/span&gt;Winnie Dongsaeng!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- яάсћзґ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-1886084836585872217?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/1886084836585872217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=1886084836585872217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/1886084836585872217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/1886084836585872217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2008/08/tagged-by-pearl-lyn-xd.html' title='Tagged By Pearl-Lyn.. XD'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SJ1-BYAlfUI/AAAAAAAAAa8/ae43k2-EMJU/s72-c/6a00d8341c010d53ef00e54f4b48f88834-800wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-2790485419996785901</id><published>2008-07-23T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:23:13.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos From Competition 19/07/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SIakoblwOPI/AAAAAAAAAXo/RCtQeSqBe0g/s1600-h/IMG_0565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; 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color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;-яάсћзґ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-2790485419996785901?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/2790485419996785901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=2790485419996785901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/2790485419996785901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/2790485419996785901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2008/07/photos-from-competition-190708.html' title='Photos From Competition 19/07/08'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SIakoblwOPI/AAAAAAAAAXo/RCtQeSqBe0g/s72-c/IMG_0565.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-198924021871567645</id><published>2008-07-22T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T10:15:42.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Admiral Cup~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Sry ppl.. lately i havent got the time to post up anything much so i'm just gonna cut short of wat has happened since my last post..&lt;br /&gt;my dad came bak and so did my sis.. on the same night and so i've been quite bz and my internet has been taken by my sis.. and i've also been goin out alot lately so i'm rarely at home..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;kay.. now its abt my recent competition on sat last week..&lt;br /&gt;our first game was against SRJK(C) Yu Hua.. lydia being the stupid one said that it was gonna be so easy coz the players were short.. and i was telling her that short ppl play better than she does.. and true enough.. we only ended up winning the game by 1 point.. 18-17 and our coach wasn really helping either.. we dint have much of a strategy.. the trainings before the game was just running and doin phyisical crap.. oh well.. throughout the wholee game he was screaming his head off and we only won coz Xin Yin shot her 3 pointer and it saved us!!! THANKS CHOO!!! haha.. anyway after that we went crazy.. i took off my jc and of course i was wearing a shirt inside.. then we went to an empty space at the skul then jackie and wen xia suddenly started doing splits and jackie as usual doin her cart wheels.. then coach came and once again started scolding us sayin that we couldn beat subang utama which was our next match.. and he started scolding me, chee yuet and wen xia.. ONLY the 3 of us.. geezz... he said i wasn tough enough to go and snatch the ball.. and that chee yuet wasn doing something and that wen xia wasn shooting properly.. anyway after that he let us go and watch the subang utama game coz of choo.. MAN SHE'S GETTING ON MY NERVES!!! watever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only choo was watching the subang utama game coz the rest of us climbed up a hill and started taking sooo many pics.. after that we started warming up and then our match started.. and we were so happily laughing while playing.. and we were also using the strategy that choo gave us before the match.. and we were laughing and playing and at the end of the game we won 28- 4 i think that was abt the score.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if ya'll wanna see the photos come see my friendster.. i have another match on sunday and its the semi finals and so on.. and so the next post will be all photos and the story bout sunday's match.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;-яάсћзґ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-198924021871567645?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/198924021871567645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=198924021871567645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/198924021871567645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/198924021871567645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2008/07/admiral-cup.html' title='~Admiral Cup~'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-4713077816787870498</id><published>2008-07-06T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T14:55:34.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jogathon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;okay.. today was the jogathon and i woke up at 6.30 on a saturday morning... erghh... got ready and went to skul by 7.15 and met chee yuet and the others.. went to the basketball court to get my class attendance and get my number pinned on.. after that Maju members went to 4 Keruing to dump our bags and stuff.. then went bak to the pavillion to line up in categories to start the race.. us girls was the third batch and when they called us up we all went to the starting line.. me, xin yin, edalene, shi hui, and some others which i forgot who were all behind..and when they blew the horn we all started running.. but the group of us behind were jogging and were also last.. and once we got to the skul gate.. the stupid thing was that everyone started walking.. and so me and xin yin took every oppurtunity to get in front.. we actually went off the walkway just to get pass a few ppl and get ahead.. so everyone else was left behind.. eventually  i also got left behind coz my stomach couldn take it and xin yin just kept on running non-stop.. i started walking.. and when we went up hill.. i tried my best to keep up with the rest.. but still it was too hard!! then after we reached the shell station after kayu ara.. i started jogging downhill.. after that i started walking all the way bak to skul coz my stomach hurt in 3 different places.. and it was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KILLING ME!! &lt;/span&gt;once i saw the skul and was closer to the gate i ran for my life to get to the finish line and drop dead on the carpark next to Wan Hsin.. later on Edalene came and so did Wan Ee.. by that time i had already got up and tried to walk it off.. then Wan Ee saw that my face was really pale and that my legs were cramping up and how i looked like i was gonna collapse and die any moment.. she made me sit down and then i started to cool off abit.. i saw a missed call and smsed whoevers phone it was sainy g"You Called?"&lt;br /&gt;then he called again and it was Puochuin.. he asked if i was running and when we were gonig to mamak.. i asked Wan Ee and she said she dint really know.. coz it really depended if we could get out of skul or not.. so i told him we'll see and he said to sms to that number the info..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventually we decided to leave around 10.45 or so and meet up wit the guys there.. we did la.. the guys and girls somehow pakat and left one seat next to me and sat everywhere else.. to make Puochuin sit next to me.. and i couldn really do much.. so he really dint have much of a choice.. =.=.. anyway.. the guys somehow tot of a really stupid and crazy idea just to go sit somewhere else.. then Wan Ee just got up and took their drinks over to our table.. then Puochuin moved from my left to my right.. but he was still next to me.. =.=.. well.. i dont blame him.. if he dint.. Wan Ee would go nuts.. so then my mom called and said that she would be coming to pick me up wit my aunt and cousins in bout 20 mins or so..and then Wan Ee sat next to me and was practically banging her head on my shoulder coz me and Puochuin werent talking watsoever.. eventually he asked me when i was goin bak and i was saying in bout 20 mins or so.. and he just stared at me blankly.. then later on he asked again if they were coming to the mamak to pick me and i was like yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on the guys all wanted to leave AGAIN.. and puochuin dragged on of the guys down and told him to stay... then he told the rest of the guys to wait first coz i was going home soon.. i was shocked at hearing that but in a way.. he is a good guy.. HAHA.. so then when the girls wanted to pay they dint have enough money so i just took out my wallet and gave it to wan ee.. then when i turned around i saw my aunt's Naza there.. i jumped up saying that i had to leave.. i grabbed my wallet and then puochuin said bye and i said bye then ran to the car.. my aunt was like saying.. "waaahhh.. so many boys hor..." i just kept quiet... XD.. i tot i was going to die!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the weird thing is that after that we went to eat and went to cineleisure to watch hancock.. and throughout the whole day i was wearing my Maju shirt and long pants.. and i saw Dj students there.. i was like *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OH CRAP!!* &lt;/span&gt;but i couldn do anything bout it.. and hancock was quite nice.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;  -яάсћзґ-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-4713077816787870498?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/4713077816787870498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=4713077816787870498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/4713077816787870498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/4713077816787870498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2008/07/jogathon.html' title='Jogathon'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-5171648679275407849</id><published>2008-06-28T16:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:23:14.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Morning Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;okay.. today i had told a few girls to meet me at sandy park in the morning.. so then i woke up at 7 and couldn sleep anymore.. i eventually woke up at 7.30 and started gettin ready... i tied up my hair and got my stuff ready and all.. then i waited for my mom.. she wanted to fetch me there.. so when i got there i went to look for wan ee.. and then she was apparently shocked?? and then i saw shi hui and wan hsin.. so then we chatted for abit and then wan hsin said that we should jog for abit and stretch.. but we ended up walking and talking anyway.. we did stretch abit.. and sat down to talk somemore.. then i told wan hsin we should go bak to the court.. and on the way bak we saw chee yuet and pei yi.. they said that wan ee told them to tell us to go bak and play.. so we did la.. then i just got my phone out and once more we ended up sitting at the small resting place listening to music on my phone.. and then i was screaming at wan ee saying that i wanted to play.. so then she asked puochuin and then he said after this game.. so we waited.. and we decided to go sit at the court coz we were kinda like left out..  so we went to sit.. and the court make watever made contact wit the floor turn orange.. which really sucked..coz i was wearing black pants and shi hui was wearing red pants.. we just sat down.. and wan hsin took Jun wei's shoes and sat on it.. then chee yuet and pei yi just stood there.. and then wan hsin was like mad coz they were standing.. so she gave them the shoes to sit on and wan hsin found a plastic bag.. but chee yuet and pei yi dint end up sittin on the shoes.. so wan hsin took the shoes and tore up the plastic bag for both of them to sit.. then only did they sit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we started chattin.. then after some time the guys let us play.. i was too afraid to go after the ball coz i was freakin scared of the guys!! so i just stoned there... HAHA.. besides.. my team had like 5 girls against 4 guys.. so if i just sat there it wouldn make a dif.. hehe.. after that i got hungry, so did chee yuet and wan ee.. then after that game we played for a while more then we left the park to go to Syed Abu near Atria.. the 3 guys that were still there walked the opposite direction.. i put my headphones on and we all walked together.. but on the way there i think wan ee short-circuited or something coz she started walking in the middle of the road.. wan hsin was used to it but i was begging her to come bak.. and then wan hsin just told me that the more i say it the more she'll do it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. when we reached atria and walking to the mamak.. a friend called and then jackie demanded to know who it was.. and just to make me tell her.. she started throwing the basketball at me from behind.. and at that time we were already at 7-11... she eventually did stop and i also did tell her.. after eating we decided to go bak to sandy park and play abit more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT.. me and wan hsin dint play.. instead we sat at the swings and started chatting.. i told her the probs in my life and she told me hers.. and the rest were at the court playing.. every now and then wan ee will be shouting at us asking if we were done talking... obviously.. we werent.. we got there around 11 or so and chatted till around 12.. then only did me and wan hsin decide to start to play.. so we did.. for a while.. then everybody crashed at my hse.. all 6 of them.. wan hsin went straight to the kitchen to wash her hands and i started getting out 7 cups and wan hsin started getting the ice..  then we started filling them up and giving them around... i went to on the tv and fan in the living room and told everyone to sit on the floor.. coz most of our butts were orange coz of the court.. then we all sat there chatting.. except for wan ee... she was sitting somewhere else dont know wat the hell she's doing wit her phone... but she dint come over till it was time for her and wan hsin to go home.. so then i just took my camera and took loads of pics and they left.. anwyay.. i'll just cut it short now.. after they left i brought down the DBSK dvd for chee yuet to watch.. then they left around 2.30 or so.. anyway i'm just gonna post up pics noww..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SGmLrq2FnbI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/-DQk6D0rJKc/s320/IMG_0399.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217855225637215666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-5171648679275407849?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/5171648679275407849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=5171648679275407849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/5171648679275407849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/5171648679275407849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2008/06/saturday-morning-fun.html' title='Saturday Morning Fun'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SGmLqdvNwFI/AAAAAAAAAVw/Y3Xr0fLnjk8/s72-c/IMG_0382.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-2115950533979686520</id><published>2008-06-26T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T21:00:40.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anti-dadah Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;okay.. library week was just last week.. and now its anit-dadah week.. and wat a great way to start off the week by finding out that my skul hall's stage was burnt down.. and cause of that we had to have our assembly at around 4 or 5 at the pavillion near the field.. and once we were told to sit down.. our butts immediately started to feel the burn.. HAHA.. but i was lucky i was wearing my baju kurung so it covered up my legs and all so it wasn THAT bad.. and they had a drama for anti dadah week.. as usual our hilarious prefect, Daniel Ong joined the drama.. and we all ended up laughing like mad of course.. XP..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... on tuesday i went for basketball club as usual.. and its the only co-curricular activity that i NEVER miss.. and then Wea Hong, our coach told us to do under basket AGAIN.. and after that he let us play a few games.. and then he told me to go to his car and get a form for a competition in July.. and he told me to photcopy it and give it to the boys.. edalene told me she'd help me do it so i gave the paper to her.. then i think it was the same day gua.. i went to see pn ainis to get the MSSD money.. then when we got there pn ainis asked me if i wanted to be referee... and since i also dint write my name down for the inter house basketball match i just wrote my name.. and coz we needed 4 refs.. we asked edalene too.. so we wrote down her name also.. then after that teacher told me to ask around who wanted to be referee while i went to give out the money..so i did.. but most of the time i forgot.. XP... i eventually just asked puo chuin to go and look for 2 other guys coz he himself is gonna be one.. and also eddie.. anyway i'm too lazy right now to get all detailed bout the stuff that happened on that day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway on the day of the inter house game.. i got to skul by 7.20 and i was like.. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shit i'm late!!*&lt;/span&gt; i ran to the basketball court to find out i was still okay.. then Cik Madiana came and then gave edalene the stopwatch and a whistle..  while another 4 refs had to share one whistle... and there were 3 guys and 1 girl.. 3 guys = Puochuin, Eddie And Jia Kai.. 1 girl= ME!!  eventually i was like asking edalene to lend me her whistle so that i wouldn really have to take the guys one...  so she did.. and i told her to walk up and tell one of the refs in the game that it was goin to be time..so she did.. at first i had to ref 2 games wit Jia Kai and i swear that guy is HOPELESS!! halfway thru the game i actually saw him holding 2 pieces of watermelon and eating it wor!!! i felt like shouting at him.. but i had to watch the game properly coz that guy wasn helping watsoever.. i just told puochuin after that that i dint want to be wit jia kai coz he aint doin nothin.. so then puochuin just told me that he would go wit me the next round.. then coz i couldn do anything bout it i eventually did have to share whistle wit the guys... *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ewwwwww*&lt;/span&gt; but i had no choice.. i did constantly wipe it thou.. haih.. well i dint blow the whistle at all coz i was too afraid to blow the wrong foul.. so i left it all up to puochuin most of the time.. and well throughout the whole morning i'd just blow the whistle when it was out.. and that was bout it.. towards the end of the guys finals puochuin suddenly came up to me and told me that i dint blow the whistle at all.. and i was like telling him that i was too afraid to blow the wrong thing.. and he just told me "nevermind wan la!" i was like.. SWT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway kai yee gave me the T-shirts saying "i was too cute to be a cheerleader, so now i play basketball" and another one saying "If it doesn't matter whether you win or lose, then why have a scoreboard" and i had to give them out before skul.. and it was so hard to hold 12 shirts.. they were in plaztic and constantly kept sliding off... erghh.. anyway i still have one wit me now and it is Pearly's.. and i haven given it to her yet... and.. i'd just like to say one thing.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hat Thursday Was The Best Day of MY LIFE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;~яάсћзґ~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-2115950533979686520?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/2115950533979686520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=2115950533979686520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/2115950533979686520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/2115950533979686520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2008/06/anit-dadah-week.html' title='Anti-dadah Week'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-881653289753639614</id><published>2008-06-21T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T23:37:17.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Library Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i cant believe i'm actually saying this but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE LIBRARY WEEK!!&lt;/span&gt; it was really fun!!.. at the beginning of the week i had to do a fashion show.. and as i've said in previous posts.. for both sessions.. for the morning session i looked really weird.. but okay la.. a friend, Brandon who is form 3 said he was laughing like mad when he saw me on stage.. and he was right.. he IS lucky that i dint see him.. *grrrr*.. so much for encouragement man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway for the afternoon session part.. i went to skul at bout 11 somethin.. and then went to the library.. and i was just walking around there.. then pn monica told me to go into her office and ask violet if i need any more make-up or anything... then i went in and she told me to sit down and then she started putting on blue eye shadow.. then i dont know how many other colours she added on.. and at the end of it i looked like a ghost.. the make-up on my eyes was sooo heavy.. and its was really smoky.. it was purple-ish grey.. and was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVERYWHERE&lt;/span&gt; anyway then she put on dark blue eye liner for me and put on another coat of blush..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that grace was saying that she needed to do something with my hair coz it was quite plain.. so then i went out to the toilet to wipe off some smudged eye liner.. then when i came bak i went bak into the office in the library and then after a while grace told me to go and get my comb which was downstairs.. so i dragged Edalene down with me.. then i ran to the Gazebo at the canteen and everyone was staring at me.. i was like RUNNING in my heels to get my stuff and get outta there.. then there was this 2 pengawas walking the opposite way that i was going.. both were my primary friends.. one of them stopped and was stoning and staring at me.. the other one &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOWED TO ME!!! &lt;/span&gt;that girl only realized it when the other girl which was stunned shouted my name.. then the one who bowed was like.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THAT WAS RACHEL!?!?!  &lt;/span&gt;i just laughed and ran bak to the library..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got there i went bak to the office and then grace started playing around with my hair thinking bout how to put it.. then they just ended up taking abit of hair from my right and left side.. twirl it and then clip it together.. when i looked in the mirror i loked great and i was really happy.. after that we all went down to the hall and waited outside the doors.. and everyone was staring at us.. and when it was my turn grace told me to stop and wait for the music to change.. and cause i had to wait my heart was pumping so darn fast.. and eventually she signaled me to go.. and when i walked in there was this group of guys at one end of the hall.. and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THEY WERE CHEERING!!?!?!?! &lt;/span&gt;i couldn believe it.. but i ended up laughing throughout the whole time i was walking.. just before i reached the door to get out of the runway i just let my mask down and started laughing.. i bet my face was even more red with the blush on.. anyway.. when i went on stage to pose while waiting for the rest.. i saw that Jun Lay was there.. and he's always the guy that tells me that i'm pretty and crap like that.. and i'd normally just tell him to shut up... and that guy was sitting right in front of the runway.. AHHH!!! i was happy that they supported me but.. yet.. embarrassed coz the whole boys team was in that corner.. XD T__T.. oh well.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On tuesday i bumped into eddie and he asked me if i was the one in red during the fashion show the day before.. and i just said yeah and then walked off.. i regreted doing that coz i still wanted to know wat else he would say thou.. T_T buuuuu... well i cant do anything bout it now.. *haih*.. anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on friday i had to replace Edalene for the amazing race.. and coz of that i got home from tuition at 11.. and went bak to skul at 11.45.. and then once i got to skul i went to buy my lunch coz i haven eaten yet.. and then i asked Alicia (my amazing race teammate) where belinda was coz in hald an hour's time we were gonna have to go to the library for the amazing race and she wasn at skul yet.. so i just ate and started walking around the canteen for abit coz the canteen was really empty.. and it was a friday.. i was at skul by 12 when skul starts at 2.. anyway later on belinda came and i was like pointing at her going to ask her why she wasn wearing her pj clothes yet and she already knew wat i was going to say and she told me she was going to change..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i dun wanna type too much already.. and i'll just jump straight to the amazing race.. coz i ate before it started and we had to run around the while skul.. my stomach was killing me.. and eventually we won first place and got 2 coupons.. one from KFC and another from Domino's.. i'll get more detailed into in my next post.. its already midnight right now.. XP bye bye~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;~RacheL~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-881653289753639614?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/881653289753639614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=881653289753639614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/881653289753639614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/881653289753639614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2008/06/library-week.html' title='Library Week'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-92430968594588898</id><published>2008-06-14T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T22:28:37.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Humiliation. Embarrassment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;okay.. the fashion show is on monday and i just came bak from skul coz i had to practice how to cat walk and pose or watever.. right now i REALLY regret joining it.. but i cant back out now.. and it IS worth a shot.. i guess.. oh well.. i'm like so freakin nervous right now.. and that stupid Nigel Teh aint helping.. he's the head librarian *i think* and everytime any1 of us walk on the runway.. he will walk beside and start commenting us and also kacau us.. and its like.. soo weird walking with a guy next to me bugging me.. its like sooo embarrassing!! and i have now idea how to pose or ANTYHING!! and we have to pose like 4 times.. and we have to do it twice.. 1 for morning and another for afternoon session.. GAHHHH!!!! i'm gonna die!!! D-I-E!!!!  T__T.. i dont know wat to dooooooooo!!!!! and the worst thing is... my friends are sooo gonna laugh at me.. either that or they are gonna come and bug me when i get bak to class after that.. WAHHHHHHH!!!! Kill me Now.. it saves me all the pain!!! erghhhhhhh~~ and even worse than that is.... JOYCE is gonna come to see.. and i THINK my coach is comin too... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna do it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;~Rachel~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-92430968594588898?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/92430968594588898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=92430968594588898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/92430968594588898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/92430968594588898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2008/06/humiliation-embarrassment.html' title='Humiliation. Embarrassment.'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-5768021150641965753</id><published>2008-06-08T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:23:15.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Dinner 07/06/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hey i'll tell u that u HAVE to read these 2 posts :"Emi's Blog" and "DBSK ~Intro~" they are so far my bests posts.. and of course.. all abt DBSK.. =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; so i went for a wedding dinner last night and it was my dad's friend's wedding.. and my mom only knew 1 family there.. and the mother of the bride only saw me 12 years ago.. and that was when i was abt half a year old... and so i dont remember her.. then my mom took me to see Mr and Mrs Ang.. *not my tuition teacher* and their 2 daughters Vern Lynn and Vern Yen.. they too only saw me when i was only like 1 or 2 years old.. and when my sis was abt 12.. so then we just sat down and my mom started talking.. then since they were talking across the table and it was quite hard to hear wat each other were saying.. so then Vern Yen moved to my right and Vern Lynn to my left.. so i was like.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;shoot.. i dont really know them.. wat am i gonna do?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and i felt so embarrassed and nervous around ppl i dont really know at all.. but eventually i started talking to Vern Yen.. coz according to her mom she is a tomboy.. and my mom also agreed that i was the same.. LOL.. so we just started talking and all.. but the thing is.. Vern Yen is 6 years older than me and Vern Lynn is.. abt 9-10 years older..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while we were eating the abalone.. we were like staring at it when it came.. and then Vern Yen started laughing asking.. "how to eat?" and then we were looking around the table watching how other ppl ate it.. so we just picked up the knife and fork and started cutting it.. the next dish was noodles.. and by that time Vern Yen was so full that she dint eat it at all.. and the waiter just came and took it away.. then we all started laughing.. BUT.. there was still dessert.. then there were sesame balls that came.. so we all waited until everyone at the table got their plate.. then Vern Yen took the first bite.. then she was like frozen.. i was staring at her.. then Vern Lynn said "ignore her" so then i took my first bite.. i immediatly covered my mouth coz of the really strong bitter taste.. and then Vern Yen And Vern Lynn were laughing.. basically all 3 of us were laughing..  then Vern Yen put her second piece on Vern Lynn's plate.. then they were abt to give it to their father coz he hasn gotten his plate yet.. but just at that time the waiter just put their dad's plate in front of him.. so Vern Lynn put it back.. and so we all left it there for the waiter to take it.. my mom said that they put in smashed up cockroaches.. *BLEK*  anyway after that they gave us some soup or something in a coconut.. we drank it and Vern Lynn dranked until the coconut was completely empty... and then Vern Yen started taking pics of them posing with the empty coconut.. i just sat there laughing and smiling.. =.=.. then after that we sat around chit-chatting for a while.. i was glad that i at least started talking to them.. *phew*.. anyway after that i started snapping pics of the 2 sisters and then Vern Yen said to take one together so i told my mom to help us take one.. and then Vern Yen started saying that i'm the tallest there.. i just laughed coz i hear that alot and that i dont ever know wat to say to that.. XP.. anyway PICTURE TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SE02m9fzaMI/AAAAAAAAAUM/UXl_cMtu09c/s1600-h/IMG_0329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SE02m9fzaMI/AAAAAAAAAUM/UXl_cMtu09c/s320/IMG_0329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209880386908416194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SE02npU5qhI/AAAAAAAAAUU/dnPY3uQKusk/s1600-h/IMG_0330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SE02npU5qhI/AAAAAAAAAUU/dnPY3uQKusk/s320/IMG_0330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209880398673848850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SE02ozn7vLI/AAAAAAAAAUk/xGMazHZq_A0/s1600-h/IMG_0332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SE02ozn7vLI/AAAAAAAAAUk/xGMazHZq_A0/s320/IMG_0332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209880418617900210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-5768021150641965753?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/5768021150641965753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=5768021150641965753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/5768021150641965753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/5768021150641965753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2008/06/wedding-dinner-070608.html' title='Wedding Dinner 07/06/08'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SE02m9fzaMI/AAAAAAAAAUM/UXl_cMtu09c/s72-c/IMG_0329.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-2041792424620463338</id><published>2008-06-08T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T14:32:28.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Week Hols</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;okay.. for the first week i just stayed at home.. did my tuition hw.. go online and then i watched 3 movies in 4 days.. which was indiana jones, ironman and narnia.. all of them were quite nice.. then that week on err... i think sunday.. i went bak to my hometown in johor with uncle CY and CHw coz we had to attend Uncle james ceremony.. which was the highlight of my hols..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;i was so glad i brought my ear phones and a storybook on that trip coz throughout the whole 3 hrs my uncle dint on the radio and my lil cousin - Keegan kepy jumping up and down shouting.. which was his way of talking.. and my mom would be talking to her 2 bros in the front.. so i just plugged on my earphones and started reading my book.. and fell asleep in between too.. XP eventually we reached and i walked out of the car and started wobbling around coz i had a headache from reading in the car.. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;anyway when i reached there i saw that retarded dog Jackie there and i went around the other side just to get in the hse.. and when i went in i started greeting my HUGE family of aunties and uncles.. and of course my "popo" then i dragged all my stuff in and then went to find my other cousin that lives with my grandmother and that day she had a fever so she dint go out wit ANOTHER 3 cousins of mine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;anyway for the rest of the day we just played the ps 2 that my cousins brought until monday morning.. we all woke up and abt 7.. actually i wasn supposed to wake up until later.. but since i slept next to the window upstairs.. i woke up and the sun was shining on me so i just woke up... but it was basically my uncle's phone that was vibrating that woke me up.. then i just got out of bed coz it was morning already and i knew that we had to go early.. when i walked down the SUPER STEEP stairs i saw my mom and she asked me why i woke up so early.. i just said 3 words.. "???" my mom knew ABIT of mandarin so i just said that and my aunt that ONLY KNEW CHINESE was laughing... and at that time my eyes were still tiny and i was still holding on to the wall so i wouldn fall or anything.. i eventually just washed up, got changed and was forced to eat something.. so i just ate wat i always do.. bread.. BHAHA.. yeah i always eat plain bread when i got ntg else to eat or when i dont have much of an apetite.. and as most of u shd know.. i dont eat breakfast.. the only time that i did was when i used to go for morning training under chai lao shi.. and since that is long gone i dont eat at all.. even in dj i dont eat anything till after the training..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;anyway.. we were all eating and walking around waiting for a few more ppl to get ready and some to wake up.. and then we noticed that we were late coz it was already 8 and we were supposed to be at the temple BY 8.. so we all just got into the car and drove there.. when we got there we went to the bak of the temple to see the HUGE hse that we were going to burn for my uncle.. and it really was big and it had all that he ever needed in it.. there was a plasma tv.. 3 cars with drivers.. ASTRO.. a handphone... credit card, passport.. right down to a house phone.. everything that all of us have and MORE.. after admiring the hse.. we went bak to the front of the temple and prayed. then went bak to the back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;not long after that we started the ceremony.. the first one lasted abt 15-20 mins.. and we had to kneel on the floor and if the nuns in front of us bow.. we have to follow.. my older cousin-Ming Sern was the special one for the day coz since my uncle's son, Jason couldn be there Ming sern had to take over coz he has the same surname and he is the oldest one there.. and it must be a guy.. so he is a REALLY REALLY BIG sized cousin.. biggest in my family.. after a while we put our jossticks in front of my uncle's picture.. then we went to sit down at the tables nearby.. then my aunt dumped all the praying papers on the table and told us to fold.. so all the girls sat around and started folding then into those olden time money.. those big golden ones?? well u shd get wat i mean.. and there was really ALOT.. then once the jossticks that we burned before finish.. we have to pray again.. we prayed 8 times that day from morning till evening and bowed 22 times for 22 gods to come down and guide my uncle to heaven.. and there was one time that the praying lasted abt 1 hour.. and Ming Sern was kneeling in front of me.. (we all kneeled in 3 rows) and coz it took soo long.. his legs couldn take all the weight that he had.. so he would shift left and right and put his arm on his brother to balance.. and his brother was the exact opposite of him.. their height was abt the same but his brother was SUPER SKINNY!! and the day after that his brother's knees skin was peeling.. *blek* anyway coz we had to bow and since ming sern kept moving around he dint know that he was moving backwards.. and when we bowed we had to stand up and pray once.. then kneel and bow.. and coz all our legs were pretty numb.. we couldn stand properly.. and ming sern lost balanced and ALMOST fell bak and he could've just flattened me.. and the other thing is that since he was so close to me.. when i bow i'd just nearly miss burning his back.. even when i was sitting down i'd almost burn him already..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;but throughout the whole day Ming Sern would always be poking me or something.. when i was younger he would always catch me and drag me onto his huge belly to tickle me crazy.. but now he doesn do that anymore but he still pokes me.. =.=.. but i don really mind.. coz since on my mom's side there are VERY VERY few guys.. having him bully me and all would be like having an older brother i never had.. and he's already like around 25 or so.. he's the second oldest just below Jason.. anyway at the end of the day we were all getting the papers and everything ready to burn.. and almost everytime we prayed my grandmother would be sitting there crying.. and i meant crying till she had hiccups and could be heard some distance away.. so when i saw her crying so badly.. i was abt to cry.. so i just kept looking down trying not to show it.. eventually i did stop... and then like i said we brought the plastic bags of papers and all to the back of the temple where there was this special lil place to burn it and then they carried the house into it and put the cars and everything with it.. then each of us went to the door of the place and just started throwing all the papers allowing them to fly all over everything that we were about to burn..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;then they lit the fire and put it in.. and then suddenly a strong wind came and the fir burned everything within abt 10 mins.. and all the ashes was flying around.. in other words it means that my uncle was taking everything we burned.. and it made us all happy that he got it fast and was happy.. and most of my family members that were there said that the last time that we prayed the saw that my uncle's picture was shining really brightly and they say they saw his face smiling.. and also that the 2 gates to the hse were shining and the one leading in the house was opening and closing.. and for me it was so sad coz i dint see any of that.. T_T.. *i'm sorry uncle.. i was looking down most of the time..*.. well at the end of it the nun there said that my uncle had arrived there very early in the morning waiting for us to arrive.. and that he was there throughout the whole time that we were there.. and that he was watching us.. the nun told us that my uncle was very happy that we did all that for him... but wat made him sad was the fact that my grandmother was crying.. and after my grandmother heard that she dint cry again even if she wanted to coz she knew it would make him sad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;now they say that my uncle has a restaurant there and is doing very well.. he is a good cook after all.. so its good for him.. =D..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Uncle James,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i'm glad to hear that ur alright there.. and from wat i read from uncle CS's e-mail.. jason said that he heard you mumbling to Marisa to go and bathe.. lol.. its good to know ur still watching over us all.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;~Rachel~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-2041792424620463338?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/2041792424620463338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=2041792424620463338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/2041792424620463338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/2041792424620463338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2008/06/2-week-hols_07.html' title='2 Week Hols'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-499883550181052415</id><published>2008-06-06T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:23:19.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DBSK ~Intro~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Okay, i'm gonna start from the 1st to the 5th according by how much i like the member.. 1st being the most and 5th being the least..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm only doing this coz most of you ppl dont even know who is DBSK.. and the fact that i've got ntg else better to do.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SEpIKmP4lnI/AAAAAAAAARI/vd5VWJ9MLjA/s1600-h/1559192840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SEpLRP8gOdI/AAAAAAAAARY/GQAPM_BQHHc/s320/15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209058678717561298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New,Courier,monospace;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;MAX ChangMin (Youngest)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Stage Name:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;MAX | ChoiKang ChangMin (최강창민 or   最强昌珉)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Real Name:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Shim Chang Min (심창민)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Birthdate:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;February 18, 1988&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Birthplace:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Seoul (서울 or 漢城)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Height:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;186 cm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Weight:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;61 kg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Blood Type:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Hobbies:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Music,   singing, eating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Specialty:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Singing, dancing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;       Position:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;High vocal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New,Courier,monospace;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New,Courier,monospace;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SEpOK7hM_HI/AAAAAAAAARg/eSaVqC0pFrY/s1600-h/xiah-13.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SEpOK7hM_HI/AAAAAAAAARg/eSaVqC0pFrY/s320/xiah-13.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209061868690013298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SEpOiaSNqSI/AAAAAAAAARo/xbJixvE_zxg/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SEpZnCqrRnI/AAAAAAAAATg/DkeJs05zA90/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SEpZnCqrRnI/AAAAAAAAATg/DkeJs05zA90/s320/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209074446273037938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SEpOvtsApoI/AAAAAAAAARw/qBQqarXe0A0/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SEpOvtsApoI/AAAAAAAAARw/qBQqarXe0A0/s320/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209062500632405634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New,Courier,monospace;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;XIAH JunSu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Stage Name:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;XIAH | Xiah JunSu (시아준수 or 金俊秀)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Real   Name:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Kim Jun Su (김준수)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Birthdate:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;December 15, 1986, though his parents registered him on January 1, 1987&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Birthplace:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Gyeonggi (경기 or 京畿道)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Height:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;178 cm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Weight:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;63   kg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Blood Type:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Hobbies:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Piano, soccer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Specialty:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Singing,   dancing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;       Position:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Middle high vocal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SEpRSUfKb8I/AAAAAAAAAR4/XJBJu3QIUMs/s1600-h/1129930384_ouareYunho.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SEpRSUfKb8I/AAAAAAAAAR4/XJBJu3QIUMs/s320/1129930384_ouareYunho.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209065294186311618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SEpZmSw5taI/AAAAAAAAATY/DyHIOAzcrMQ/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SEpZmSw5taI/AAAAAAAAATY/DyHIOAzcrMQ/s320/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209074433414247842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SEpRrwGqifI/AAAAAAAAASI/3DvVzo_L6zY/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SEpRrwGqifI/AAAAAAAAASI/3DvVzo_L6zY/s320/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209065731096480242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New,Courier,monospace;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;U-KNOW YunHo (Leader)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Stage Name:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;U-KNOW | U-know YunHo (유노윤호 or   瑜允浩)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Real Name:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Jung Yun Ho (정윤호)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Birthdate:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;February 6, 1986&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Birthplace:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;GwangJu (광주)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Height:&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;184 cm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Weight:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;66 kg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Blood Type:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Hobbies:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Music, reading, playing   sports, composing music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Specialty:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Dancing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;       Position:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Bass vocal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SEpTBlKeXkI/AAAAAAAAASQ/W_QxPJipjEc/s1600-h/1211978438_szz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SEpTBlKeXkI/AAAAAAAAASQ/W_QxPJipjEc/s320/1211978438_szz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209067205628419650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SEpZn3b3dnI/AAAAAAAAATo/wQ6JAm_xSUQ/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SEpZn3b3dnI/AAAAAAAAATo/wQ6JAm_xSUQ/s320/8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209074460438001266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SEpTUXflPSI/AAAAAAAAASg/SW9B9ad4Qc8/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SEpTUXflPSI/AAAAAAAAASg/SW9B9ad4Qc8/s320/9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209067528376368418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New,Courier,monospace;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;HERO JaeJoong (Oldest)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Stage Name:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;HERO | YoungWoong JaeJoong (영웅재중 or   英雄在中)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Real Name:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Kim Jae Joong (김재중)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Birthdate:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;January 26, 1986&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Birthplace:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Chungnam (충남 or 忠南)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Height:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;180 cm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:Courier New,Courier,monospace;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Weight:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New,Courier,monospace;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;63   kg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Blood Type:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Hobbies:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Playing computer games, listening to music,   playing the piano, composing, cooking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Specialty:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Singing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;       Position:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Main   vocal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;5)                                           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SEpUgR6cAjI/AAAAAAAAASo/nrwx4zupUQk/s1600-h/micky-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SEpUgR6cAjI/AAAAAAAAASo/nrwx4zupUQk/s320/micky-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209068832548454962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SEpZpHDYQtI/AAAAAAAAAT4/phvdZPX31w0/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SEpZpHDYQtI/AAAAAAAAAT4/phvdZPX31w0/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209074481810129618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SEpVGBZl9qI/AAAAAAAAAS4/X-oaik4qaZY/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SEpVGBZl9qI/AAAAAAAAAS4/X-oaik4qaZY/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209069480950757026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New,Courier,monospace;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;MICKY YooChun (I Like His Voice)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Stage Name:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;MICKY | Micky YooChun (믹키유천 or   秘奇有天/秘奇有仟)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Real Name:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Park Yoo Chun (박유천)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Birthdate:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;June 4, 1986&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Birthplace:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Seoul (서울 or 漢城)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Height:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;180 cm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Weight:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;60 kg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Blood Type:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Hobbies:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Composing   music/lyrics/rap, piano, RC카 드라이빙,튜닝(RCcar driving, tuning)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         Specialty:&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Singing, composing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;       Position:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Middle low vocal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's wat i know.. i read that from a website so forgive me if i'm wrong abt them.. so most of you shd know them by now.. =).. dont steal my Max then i'm alright.. *grrrr* &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But Overall, I Still Love All Of Them. =3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SEpXPMyD47I/AAAAAAAAATA/So1N0Ww_TNs/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SEpXPMyD47I/AAAAAAAAATA/So1N0Ww_TNs/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209071837648249778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SEpXPTqRHVI/AAAAAAAAATI/Y3WNxvTXwVA/s1600-h/Tohoshinki-purple-line-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SEpXPTqRHVI/AAAAAAAAATI/Y3WNxvTXwVA/s320/Tohoshinki-purple-line-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209071839494610258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SEpXPg-4rnI/AAAAAAAAATQ/5rBee5QoE7k/s1600-h/hot-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SEpXPg-4rnI/AAAAAAAAATQ/5rBee5QoE7k/s320/hot-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209071843070750322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DBSK HWAITING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The Photos With Black Background Are From Erica Unnie&lt;br /&gt;~Rachel~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-499883550181052415?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/499883550181052415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=499883550181052415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/499883550181052415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/499883550181052415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2008/06/dbsk-intro.html' title='DBSK ~Intro~'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SEpIKmP4lnI/AAAAAAAAARI/vd5VWJ9MLjA/s72-c/1559192840.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-4399093404561127181</id><published>2008-05-31T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T17:32:31.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emi's Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;okay i met new friends at cassiopeia.. i got new dongsaengs (lil Sis) and Unnies(older sis) and Emi Unnie's blog has these videos that are extremely funny.. and a new song from DBSK that isn supposed to be released yet but it leaked..Thats y it sounds blur but u can roughly get how the song sounds like.. so i'm gonna post it up.. =D and its all from Emi Unnie.. THANKS!!&lt;br /&gt;_~=Why Did I End Up Falling For You=~_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yxj9i0-LE98&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yxj9i0-LE98&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_~=Haptic Game=~_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p1AjeM929yc&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p1AjeM929yc&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_~=DBSK+SNSD Haptic Game=~_&lt;br /&gt;*Xiah Looks SOOOO Cute In This One!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7FbJrGNl-WU&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7FbJrGNl-WU&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Credited To =Emi=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-4399093404561127181?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/4399093404561127181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=4399093404561127181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/4399093404561127181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/4399093404561127181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2008/05/emis-blog.html' title='Emi&apos;s Blog'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-2836560655830997540</id><published>2008-05-25T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T22:29:22.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blehh~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;okay.. so its another week gone.. i went to skul like usual and got my results.. and so far i'm sooo glad that so far i dont think that i failed anything this time.. which is a good thing.. other than that i went for training for the first time in sooo freakin long and came home with my ankles hurting.. hehee..  and on friday i just found out that i have the fashion show rehearsal on monday, which is the day that school reopens.. BUT.. the prob is  that the stoopid su lu took my dress and all and all i have is my heels.. and i need it on monday.. i tried calling her.. but then the person that picked up the phone said that she went for a camp.. i'm gonna try again tmrw or something.. if i remember that is.. i already told yik ming which is her brother and is in my class to tell her to bring my stuff on monday.. but he only told me that he will IF he remembers to tell her.. =.=.. i was like soooo KEK u knoww!!! oh well i gotta wait till tmrw laa.. sheeesh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got my 3 on 3 teammate which is Belinda.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*wat the hell!?!?*  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i cant believe it.. its only like that coz that idiot crystal refused to switch groups to be with me... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*some friend she is*  grrrrrrr &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i cant do nething bout it now.. ARGGGHHHH!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-2836560655830997540?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/2836560655830997540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=2836560655830997540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/2836560655830997540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/2836560655830997540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2008/05/blehh.html' title='Blehh~~'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-3539941359772614949</id><published>2008-05-13T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:23:19.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To My Dear, Uncle James.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;You know, i woke up this morning at my aunt's hse.. to find that the maid just came into the room to tell me that my uncle James in singapore who has been in the hospita for the past one week.. has passed away.. he had a failing liver and internal bleeding.. i thought the maid was asking if he had already passed but it sadly turned out to be that she was telling me that he had passed.. i felt so awful the whole morning.. and when i went to skul i broke down crying in front of Edalene telling her wat happened.. *i'm sorry Edalene*.. at frist i walked into the skul and edalene was saying hi to me but i dint answer till i walked up in front of her to tell her wat happened.. then she stood up and told me not to cry if not she would start crying.. after a while i did stop.. but it didn't stop me from crying inside..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;for the whole day i felt soo sad but i somehow could not cry cause my mind just wouldn't accept the fact that he's gone.. so in my head.. he's still here and breathing.. i dont know why but why him!?! i know he's been smoking and all but he has a family that needs him soo badly.. his son jason which is handicapped needs him to watch over him.. and marisa now needs to get used to being independant.. and aunty mary... oh aunty mary.. she needs evenmore help.. Uncle James, i hope that from heaven u can watch over ur family and make sure they are okay.. right now.. they really need you.. and it is true.. now "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I've Learned That People You Care Most About In Life Are Taken Away From You Too Soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;" we will all miss you.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;and i'll miss all your jokes and how you would be laughing along with us when we play blackjack during CNY.. and how u were laughing at me when u saw i had chicken pox.. and even during my birthday which was during CNY you would put extra money on my bet cause u said i had luck while playing black jack.. next year my birthday is gonna be during CNY.. but it wont be the same without you around to make it twice as fun...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SCmb5MwPHUI/AAAAAAAAANU/Gjl-pQ_Pfl0/s1600-h/Picture%2B076.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;In Memory Of Ong Chong Yaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;A Loving And Faithful Husband And Father,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;A Loyal And Good Son,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;A Loving Uncle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;An Idol To Everyone In The Family,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;And An Uncle And A Friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931778355950815485-3539941359772614949?l=rachel-surreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/feeds/3539941359772614949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931778355950815485&amp;postID=3539941359772614949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/3539941359772614949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931778355950815485/posts/default/3539941359772614949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachel-surreality.blogspot.com/2008/05/to-my-dear-uncle-james.html' title='To My Dear, Uncle James.'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/Ssyq1mE6yTI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZCD0ri4omHA/S220/DSC00065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931778355950815485.post-7461215157216834631</id><published>2008-05-01T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:23:22.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DJ Basketballers Gathering .: Of All The Friends I've Met, You're The Ones I Won't Forget:. *others.. i might just forget them*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Edalene came to my hse and bout 5.30.. and so i woke up at bout 5.15 and was scrambling around the house trying to get my stuff ready.. and rampaging thru my cupboard to find something nice to wear.. and i eventually just slipped on something that u'd see me wearing almost every weekend.. oh well.. my mom went to send my aunt's maid home and so she left me at home to wait for edalene.. and i was still scrambling around the house till i heard the doorbell ring.. and so i ran downstairs and almost fell coz my cargo pants was apparently too long and i dint fold it up yet.. (yeah michelle i know u know wat i'm wearing) so i opened the door and edalene dint have anything in her hands at all.. i was practically shocked.. anyway she only brought her handphone.. so then i turned on the TV for her and then went bak upstairs to get my stuff.. den i came down and just as i sat down the phone rang.. and my mom was asking if edalene was there yet and i said yeah.. and at that time it was already 6 and my mom was asking if we wanted to go early and sekali edalene said we have to be there by 6.15.. and so i told my mom to come now loo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then when we went there only edward and daniel the 2 twins*which until now i still cant tell who is who* were there and they were wearing DJ clothes and holding a basketball.. =.=.. i dunno where they were gonna play when we were opposite KJ LRT station.. anyway no1 came for some time and eventually my phone started ringing and it was Michelle NG calling me to ask where i was.. and then i saw her at the restaurant that we were supposed to meet at.. coz we were and 7E.. so we ran over to the shop to meet them. and then we just waited there.. then May jin FINALLY CAME.. and then we went to sit down first.. den u know la we all makan and all.. and i had to cook for chee yuet coz being the only form 2 girl there she somehow dint know how to cook.. and she actually told me to HELP HER COOK *in mandarin*.. being the [s]kind[/s] person i am i cooked the food she took for her and dumped it on her plate.. she stole the ones on my plate anyway.. i dint mind.. she's like my lil sister.. although she is older than me by one year.. XP its nice thou..  to have an older girl acting like ur younger sister.. LOL ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway after that we all decided to walk to the nearby pasar malam.. but actually it isn near at all.. we walked from kelana jaya LRT station to the pasar malam in taman megah.. before that we had to wait for lydia to go home coz her parents wouldn let her walk there.. there were 16 of us walking and i dunno why her parents wont let?? anyway while we were waiting we took some pics by the roadside.. i'll post up the pics later and u'll see the proof that we were near the LRT station coz where we took the pics had the background of the station.. anyway while we were waiting i got one pic of May jin posing... WHICH WAS SOOO CUTE!! i'll post it up too.. and after that we started walking while shu yi and joyce started running to the junction which was a loong way to go.. i ran abit but it was hard coz i was wearing sandals.. so i eventually stopped.. and then i turned around to see may jin giving li ping a piggy back ride.. i was jokingly saying i wanted one too.. and then later on she literally came in front of me and told me to jump on..  and i was laughing so hard that i couldn jump on.. and then may jin was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"WOMAN DO U NOT KNOW HOW TO JUMP!?!" &lt;/span&gt;i was still laughing so damn freakin hard so we went on the bump and she bent down abit and then only i really jumped on.. its really felt so weird.. and May Jin was telling me that i was light.. and that i HAD to join cheerleading.. and i was telling her that i wanted to join maju cheer in form 3.. and she told me to join minimytes so that i have a base.. but it clashes wit my st johns.. so i dunno la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway while walking to the pasar malam Jun Lay kept saying "Rachel... 你今天很美丽" i smacked him on the head and then he said he dint like me anymore and then he said the same thing to shi hui.. i was like.. SWTTT.. but i dint bother after that.. then when we went to the pasar malam i bought my hair clip and then used it to tie up my hair.. and then i turned around and saw the bubble tea stand... then may jin had already said that she'd belanja me so she did.. i got honey dew and then while waiting she helped me re-pin my hair coz it was kinda messy.. and then we started walking up front coz the whole under 15 team had gone in front and then may jin just pointed out to me that i'm the only under 15 girl with the entire under 18 team.. which was really sad but most ppl say that i look more like an under 18 player.. which means that i look &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OLDDD &lt;/span&gt;*sob sob* T__T anyway after that we eventually found them and then i bought some kuih for my mom and may jin was like.. *wahhhh u so guai*.. =.=.. anyway after that we went to ming tian there and sat there while all of us started calling out parents.. and after that me, edalene, Jun Lay, Kit Sean and Yi Zhen walked to secret recipe.. and once again jun Lay said the SAME THING again.. i just kept quiet coz i was too tired to smack him already.. and that caused him to say it again.. and previously he had said that he was taller than Yi Zhen and Shi Hui but then i told him "i bet ur not taller than me" and then he stopped to stand next to me.. and then he said "you're right".. and then he pai seh walk away.. LOL.. i was just walking and laughing..&lt;br /&gt;okok i've said too much.. after we went to secret recipe ntg really happened la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;PHOTO TIME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SBnNlIUSChI/AAAAAAAAALc/zFI67Y72YLU/s1600-h/DSC02784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SBnNlIUSChI/AAAAAAAAALc/zFI67Y72YLU/s320/DSC02784.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195409682919983634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Yi Zhen, Michelle, Chee Yuet And Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SBnNmIUSCiI/AAAAAAAAALk/-TFbbkOSs28/s1600-h/DSC02792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SBnNmIUSCiI/AAAAAAAAALk/-TFbbkOSs28/s320/DSC02792.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195409700099852834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Chee Yuet, May Jin And Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SBnNmoUSCjI/AAAAAAAAALs/aT99Ih16sKA/s1600-h/DSC02778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SBnNmoUSCjI/AAAAAAAAALs/aT99Ih16sKA/s320/DSC02778.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195409708689787442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jun Lay(looking weird and blur), Yi Zhen, Michelle And Me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SBnNm4USCkI/AAAAAAAAAL0/iRzJOartPu0/s1600-h/DSC02779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SBnNm4USCkI/AAAAAAAAAL0/iRzJOartPu0/s320/DSC02779.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195409712984754754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I was eating while Chee Yuet was learning how to cook along with Lydia.. *****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SBqHzIUSCpI/AAAAAAAAAMc/ldthiuAxnEE/s1600-h/IMG_0299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SBqHzIUSCpI/AAAAAAAAAMc/ldthiuAxnEE/s320/IMG_0299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195614432600918674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;we took up 5 tables..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SBqHzYUSCqI/AAAAAAAAAMk/UVW37mImfz0/s1600-h/IMG_0312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SBqHzYUSCqI/AAAAAAAAAMk/UVW37mImfz0/s320/IMG_0312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195614436895885986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;so smoky!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SBqJJIUSCvI/AAAAAAAAANM/_KpBzCg-L6A/s1600-h/S73F1338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SBqJJIUSCvI/AAAAAAAAANM/_KpBzCg-L6A/s320/S73F1338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195615910069668594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;fishball eating competition between joyce and li ping.. joyce lost by half a fishball coz it dropped on the floor.. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SBqJH4USCrI/AAAAAAAAAMs/0h5xJr2Bp58/s1600-h/IMG_0319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SBqJH4USCrI/AAAAAAAAAMs/0h5xJr2Bp58/s320/IMG_0319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195615888594832050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Shu Yi, Chee Yuet And Me.. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SBqJIYUSCsI/AAAAAAAAAM0/PEyc94NpfTQ/s1600-h/IMG_0324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SBqJIYUSCsI/AAAAAAAAAM0/PEyc94NpfTQ/s320/IMG_0324.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195615897184766658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;May Jin's Pose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IjbGkbtTh4w/SBqJIoUSCtI/AAAAAAAAAM8/TWq6704qpzU/s1600-h/S73F1346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin
