<?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-33646040</id><updated>2012-02-16T21:15:08.807+08:00</updated><category term='ALEXANDRA LOW'/><category term='messed up'/><category term='ULCER IS A PAIN'/><category term='RACHEL LOVES DONKEY :DDD'/><category term='I WANT A NEW PLANNNN'/><category term='TEETH PAIN'/><category term='BRACES IS WORTH THE PAIN AND TEETH PAIN'/><category term='use english wisely'/><category term='LITTLE MISS TIDY'/><title type='text'>vintageglamour</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>188</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-5414227837444506995</id><published>2008-09-20T14:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T14:56:16.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moved</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SNSeXwPadoI/AAAAAAAAAcg/63qMmZgmfx8/s1600-h/racheltherah2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247993596717201026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SNSeXwPadoI/AAAAAAAAAcg/63qMmZgmfx8/s320/racheltherah2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                  &lt;a href="http://racheltherah.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://racheltherah.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-5414227837444506995?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/5414227837444506995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=5414227837444506995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/5414227837444506995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/5414227837444506995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/09/moved.html' title='Moved'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SNSeXwPadoI/AAAAAAAAAcg/63qMmZgmfx8/s72-c/racheltherah2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-7398807959890400430</id><published>2008-06-15T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T23:00:19.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I decided to post ATC on this blog, because my computer is currently going bonkers and if I use LJ to post, it can't auto-save, and all my hard work in regaining my memory to post will be futile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST DAY:&lt;br /&gt;I damn forgot what happened. Workshop was fun, YO INDIA! (: I'm sure you GB girls remember it veryvery dearly. Nothing much happened. Now since pumpings were not part of our punishment, ATC 2008 didn't feel like ATC 2007. Instead, they told us that we should be the ones choosing the punishment which teaches us not to repeat the mistake again. Hard right? I rather do pumpings instead of standing there thinking of punishments, pushing myself to suggest the punishments and get scolded if we take too long to think.&lt;br /&gt;Used the sink to wash my hair because one cubicle was closed because we were late for somethingwhichiforgot. Camps are meant to be dirty, I bloody don't care if I get dirty during ATC. I rather get dirty in ATC than in CPL camp.&lt;br /&gt;Lights out, slept super fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECOND DAY:&lt;br /&gt;The day seemed like it would never end, and so the countdown begin. Got scolding from the QM for not helping the duty group finish the milo, got scolding for not being responsive during 5BX, got scolding for reporting late after dinner(survival cooking), got scolding during changing parade. There was damn alot of scolding on the second day, and I mean, ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;Changing parade, my worst fear of GB training camps arrived. The sec2 batch never did changing parades before, but changing parades are actually not that bad. I can't wait to become a JO and see how the officer-in-charge does changing parade behind the scene. &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;And the bloody timetable lied, they wrote "Icekimo" which made me super excited and could not wait for supper time. But it was Sara Lee cake. (....................................................)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights out, slept super slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-BANGBANGBANG-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fire drill.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HURRY COME DOWN, HURRY COME DOWN!"&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR!?"&lt;br /&gt;"WHERE ARE YOU OTHER TEAMMATES!!?!"&lt;br /&gt;"WHY ARE YOU ALL SO SLOW?!"&lt;br /&gt;"IF THERE'S A FIRE, YOU ALL WILL BE BURNT TO DEATH ALREADY"&lt;br /&gt;"THEN WHAT ARE YOU STILL DOING HERE?"&lt;br /&gt;"WHY ARE YOU ASKING ME, IF I WERE NOT HERE, WHAT WOULD YOU DO?"&lt;br /&gt;"GIRLS! WHY ARE YOU WALKING? FIRE STILL CAN WALK AH?"&lt;br /&gt;-and somemore scolding and shouting-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The JO's "locked" up the entire school(and I mean it), so we could not get out of the school to the General Office to report when there's a fire. We tried opening every single shuttle in the concourse. And I was so freaking scared this time, I was going to cry, Joanne too. The school was so dark, especially behind the auditorium. Me and Huiting had to hold hands to go check whether the gate on the other side of the audi was open, and it was freaking 2am.&lt;br /&gt;Found a way out(there were two ways actually),&lt;br /&gt;They pulled down the shuttles but did not locked it.&lt;br /&gt;1) One of the shuttles in the concourse.&lt;br /&gt;2) The shuttle leading from the first floor to outside audi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we did try lifting up the shuttle before. But because I think everybody was so anxious and terrified, they anyhow-ed lifted up the shuttle in a way that the shuttle could not be lifted up.&lt;br /&gt;The second time Jieying could open it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scolding scolding scolding, somemore scolding, and damn alot of silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so scared when I suggested the punishment to Miss Foo, S.SGT Chin and Lee, I spoke super fast(x 10000000). Had to ask them whether the punishment was 'worthy' enough to cover up the 20 minutes they spent running around with us, making sure we were safe while we were finding a way out.&lt;br /&gt;And I took a real long time to get back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIRD DAY:&lt;br /&gt;Learnt long comands, got super confused with the commands. But drill is still the bombza!&lt;br /&gt;E Night was super touching, compared to last year's one.&lt;br /&gt;Miss Tan, pray for her, trust that the Lord knows what is best for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY CAMBODIA!&lt;br /&gt;Please PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE help out in the GB Cambodia funds.&lt;br /&gt;A girl, as young as 2, just learnt how to walk and crawl, has to depend on her own to live on the streets alone.&lt;br /&gt;Children, as young as 8, go around the dump in Cambodia, BAREFOOTED, finding for plastics and metals. Ah, I so want to go super badly.&lt;br /&gt;I just searched 'help Camobdia' on yahoo, and found this blog. Visit it to know what I'm talking about, scroll down to the part where you see pictures of a rubbish dump and observe not only the pictures, but also the description at the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.julian.li/cambodia/"&gt;http://www.julian.li/cambodia/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tearing like shit now. As I read the descriptions, my heart just feels super helpless. What can I do for them now, I'm in Singapore staring at this screen infront of me with the aircon on. While those children go to the infested dump everyday to scavenge for things, under the sun, and some of them don't even know the Word of God. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really really really thank the Commitee and JOs'(i dont know whether you're reading this or not, but Miss Foo i know you are reading this) for putting in so much effort and work to this ATC camp, to teach us how to be discipline and responsible girls. Even if you guys do freak us out when you suddenly rant at us for being 2 minutes late, and half an hour later you start cracking lame stuff. We'll still look up to you as our role models and wish to be like you guys in the future. Thank you for being so kind to us during this ATC camp and making it a super fun one, and I mean it. This ATC Camp is so much more relaxed than last year's one.&lt;br /&gt;We'll do our best to make sure 28th shines in both GB HQ and KCP (: hahah, we'll be a legend for amazing NCO skirt strippers. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed super alot during lights out, and the rest- I dont want to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOURTH DAY:&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much. I was trying to keep myself awake during service in LPPC. Kept asking Joanne to pinch me but didn't work.&lt;br /&gt;"Patience" got best group. YAY US! But we got the award because * was inside, and we were veryyyyy patient and tolerant towards her(?).&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to Seok Yin who got best leader.&lt;br /&gt;Rachel got best camper. Teehee, 2 years already wors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm dead tired. My eyes are closing. My itch and rash is acting up again, thanks to the games where we had to lie on the grass.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm allergic to the grass behind the DNT room. ):&lt;br /&gt;This, is a super long post, :D thank you for reading through it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-7398807959890400430?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/7398807959890400430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=7398807959890400430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/7398807959890400430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/7398807959890400430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-decided-to-post-atc-on-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-964841938046677259</id><published>2008-05-15T19:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T20:20:51.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SCwllwrsPhI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ZalPDLNPdDM/s1600-h/Picture+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200573000359624210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SCwllwrsPhI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ZalPDLNPdDM/s200/Picture+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dec 2007&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;posts at LJ, unless i feel like posting on blogger. but i'll still be using the tagboard. (:&lt;br /&gt;this blog has really many memories. since end of 2006.&lt;br /&gt;my horrible blog posts when i was sec1.&lt;br /&gt;the =^^=&lt;br /&gt;and the lors, lahs, and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can cry for my history of NYPS to come back. i really really miss my friends in NY. ): even if i'm not as close to them as my KCP friends. but still, we had real good times together.&lt;br /&gt;i remember me and grace.&lt;br /&gt;G, "i feel like laughing."&lt;br /&gt;R, "eh, me too. let's laugh"&lt;br /&gt;G &amp;amp; R, "AHAHHAHAHA"&lt;br /&gt;and i mean it, we laugh till our faces go red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MYE results- im proud of my history. even if i passed everything. im super upset of my math results. i studied damn hard for math, and i like math so much.&lt;br /&gt;it betrayed me. ):&lt;br /&gt;aye it's alright. i just have to remind myself..&lt;br /&gt;3 x 3 = 9&lt;br /&gt;NOT 6.&lt;br /&gt;(!!!?!?!?!?!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my house.&lt;br /&gt;is wrecked, in the midst of mad packing.&lt;br /&gt;boxes are piling up, and i whacked my foot against isolated furniture all over the house like, 4 times. i think, by the time i move house, i'll probably be wearing a cast and holding onto crutches.&lt;br /&gt;and i found the photo albums, stuffed toys and loads of rubbish i collected since childhood.&lt;br /&gt;i am a rubbish collector.&lt;br /&gt;i have like, 3 drawers full of random stuff. (e.g., a rabbit made out of a towel, rubber bands chained together, fake mirrors, tangled up DIY necklaces, manymany shreds of colour paper, and drawings of me attempting to be an artist)&lt;br /&gt;and i found my reaaally old diaries.&lt;br /&gt;it's good i found my childhood memories. but i dont want to leave this house. too many memories.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time passes really fast right? i hate it. it's going to be June.&lt;br /&gt;it's going to be June. last year, on this day. i was with,&lt;br /&gt;no fringe.&lt;br /&gt;brace-less face.&lt;br /&gt;spectacles.&lt;br /&gt;no safety-pin idea, YET.&lt;br /&gt;and, come on come on, let's tuck in our shirts! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAAAA! :D&lt;br /&gt;im claustrophobic. im sure every KCPian is. HOHOHO.&lt;br /&gt;ahem?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-964841938046677259?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/964841938046677259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=964841938046677259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/964841938046677259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/964841938046677259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/05/dec-2007-ill-probably-be-posting-at-lj.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SCwllwrsPhI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ZalPDLNPdDM/s72-c/Picture+081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-6408851955467392057</id><published>2008-05-08T16:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T22:53:14.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aye, i'll be posting more on my LJ than blogger.&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting tired of blogspot.&lt;br /&gt;WHICH, FYI. is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://racheltherah.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://racheltherah.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in case you have not opened your eyes big enough to locate it under my profile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's literature, last paper.&lt;br /&gt;the exam week has passed really fast, like literally zooming fast.&lt;br /&gt;gooood job.&lt;br /&gt;now it's the results that we'll be waiting for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-6408851955467392057?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/6408851955467392057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=6408851955467392057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/6408851955467392057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/6408851955467392057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/05/aye-ill-be-posting-more-on-my-lj-than.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-477534935491557760</id><published>2008-05-01T19:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T20:12:25.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SBmzXbpob8I/AAAAAAAAAcI/WLP3sO2Fmxo/s1600-h/hellomynameisba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195380860289314754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SBmzXbpob8I/AAAAAAAAAcI/WLP3sO2Fmxo/s200/hellomynameisba.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what's wrong with people and name calling.&lt;br /&gt;people say, 'calling me ugly doesn't make you pretty. '&lt;br /&gt;so, calling me a loser, doesn't make you a winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it makes you sound more desperate to have the triumph and taste of victory. when you actually won nothing by calling me a loser. it just makes you a bigger loser, it brings you nowhere near a status of a winner.&lt;br /&gt;-,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahfaoh&lt;br /&gt;shall waste no time on that.&lt;br /&gt;today has been one of those days, where almost everybody's at home mugging their throats away while going down to the kitchen to get food and then go back up.&lt;br /&gt;so continue mugging. :D&lt;br /&gt;you're not alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when common test ends.&lt;br /&gt;im going to stay at home and watch gossipgirl.tv , i just started watching episode 1. i know i'm like 5 months slower and stuff, but i dont care. i shall catch upppp. :D&lt;br /&gt;and the gossipgirl is like damn freaky.&lt;br /&gt;serena returns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-477534935491557760?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/477534935491557760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=477534935491557760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/477534935491557760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/477534935491557760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/05/whats-wrong-with-people-and-name.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SBmzXbpob8I/AAAAAAAAAcI/WLP3sO2Fmxo/s72-c/hellomynameisba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-2283283195576641328</id><published>2008-04-26T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T20:49:20.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel accomplished today,&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe because i managed to understand my science.&lt;br /&gt;and my math, i'm proud of it too.&lt;br /&gt;history's a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's wear-a-skirt-to-kaleo sunday!&lt;br /&gt;it's so cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-2283283195576641328?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/2283283195576641328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=2283283195576641328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/2283283195576641328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/2283283195576641328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-feel-accomplished-today-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-5205181974478118040</id><published>2008-04-25T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T23:25:05.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;5&lt;br /&gt;6&lt;br /&gt;7&lt;br /&gt;8&lt;br /&gt;9&lt;br /&gt;19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breathe in rachel, count slowly.&lt;br /&gt;i think need to go for anger-management courses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my inflammation came back on monday, thanks to the junk i ate during the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;so my throat had a bad week. it's recovering now.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i can recover in time for 2.4km.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why i feel so relaxed, and it's already one week to the exams.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm getting frustrated of me being so relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;i feel stupid.&lt;br /&gt;damn right stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly hate school so much now.&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting pissed and angry at so many little things, then my mood swings to another side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alhfljakagajgfad&lt;br /&gt;annoying shit.&lt;br /&gt;im getting pissed for no damn reason.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-5205181974478118040?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/5205181974478118040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=5205181974478118040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/5205181974478118040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/5205181974478118040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/04/1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-19-breathe-in-rachel.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-303348922228541077</id><published>2008-04-20T14:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T15:28:46.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SArs0Fv6i3I/AAAAAAAAAcA/KCmzv0M9Rvw/s1600-h/music+icons.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191221900138417010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SArs0Fv6i3I/AAAAAAAAAcA/KCmzv0M9Rvw/s200/music+icons.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;a medley of love scores&lt;/em&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;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;i passed by dorothy perkins today, and wth.&lt;br /&gt;i saw this damn nice belt.&lt;br /&gt;but the small size was all sold out, and the last small size one left, was faulty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmyshitzz.&lt;br /&gt;im saving up. im saving up.&lt;br /&gt;eyughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im earning easy money!&lt;br /&gt;mummy's letting me do some 'work' to earn money because my pocket has holey holes in it because of all that food i was spending on, and all the money i borrowed from my mother to get clothes.&lt;br /&gt;and im earning fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im saving up. im saving up.&lt;br /&gt;eyughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, i damn miss my bangs.&lt;br /&gt;even if it makes me funny and it grows super fast.&lt;br /&gt;my fringe is back, to the side fringe 5 months ago. ):&lt;br /&gt;with my fringe blocking my left eye sometimes, i feel half blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then you'll ask me why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-303348922228541077?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/303348922228541077/comments/default' title='Post 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-35867242025868716</id><published>2008-04-19T20:27:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T21:24:07.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>enrolement today.&lt;br /&gt;went to jo's house in the morning for brownie baking with the squad.&lt;br /&gt;madly in rush with time, had to go to school earlier to get joanne's boots.&lt;br /&gt;but the brownies were gooooood :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had enrolement. congrats to felicia who got best recruit 2007! :D&lt;br /&gt;sad that the sec4s' are stepping down, i dont want them to step down. they're just full of fun to be with. ): gahh, i'll miss them bucketloads. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the P talked to us. he said.&lt;br /&gt;"one day, during assembly. i will say, 'GB girls please stand.' and everyone of you has to stand up within 3 seconds!"&lt;br /&gt;-awkward silence and uhhhs' and wths'-&lt;br /&gt;"aren't you girls proud of your cca?"&lt;br /&gt;-awkward silence and more uhhs' , wths' and uhh yeahs'-&lt;br /&gt;"so, i expect each and every GB girl to stand up, because you are GB girls! and i am proud of you"&lt;br /&gt;-uhhh, okkkayyyys'-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, he actually said that. i dont remember what order he said those sentences.&lt;br /&gt;if he ever does that, my face will be thrown stuck to the ground and flushed red with embarrassment.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know whether what he said was a praise, or just a dangerously embarrassing dare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye whatever, pictures are up!&lt;br /&gt;and i bloody freaking lost my bloody shoebag, and inside my shoebag is my lovely pair of HAVAIANAS.&lt;br /&gt;i shall refrain from &lt;strong&gt;the&lt;/strong&gt; words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SAnraFv6i1I/AAAAAAAAAbw/oSvLXCUE_Qg/s1600-h/Picture+180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190938878973479762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SAnraFv6i1I/AAAAAAAAAbw/oSvLXCUE_Qg/s200/Picture+180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; some 2th GB girls.&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&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SAnrBFv6i0I/AAAAAAAAAbo/D1SyMg3YClI/s1600-h/Picture+178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190938449476750146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SAnrBFv6i0I/AAAAAAAAAbo/D1SyMg3YClI/s200/Picture+178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the ever friendly and tall, SSGT LIM [:&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&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SAnqq1v6izI/AAAAAAAAAbg/WL56C-GBXUM/s1600-h/Picture+174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190938067224660786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SAnqq1v6izI/AAAAAAAAAbg/WL56C-GBXUM/s200/Picture+174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part of the 28th coy.&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&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SAnm5Fv6iyI/AAAAAAAAAbY/Bx1_2JFEhpo/s1600-h/Picture+173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190933913991285538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SAnm5Fv6iyI/AAAAAAAAAbY/Bx1_2JFEhpo/s200/Picture+173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; gifts.&lt;br /&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&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&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SAnsYVv6i2I/AAAAAAAAAb4/VSUjJC0ZcQ4/s1600-h/rachel+and+joanee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190939948420336482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SAnsYVv6i2I/AAAAAAAAAb4/VSUjJC0ZcQ4/s200/rachel+and+joanee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and and, IT'S JOOOO IN GB UNIFORM! :D&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/33646040-35867242025868716?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/35867242025868716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=35867242025868716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/35867242025868716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/35867242025868716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/04/enrolement-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SAnraFv6i1I/AAAAAAAAAbw/oSvLXCUE_Qg/s72-c/Picture+180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-1847874148911980024</id><published>2008-04-18T22:57:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T23:40:19.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'VE BEEN WEARING MY CONTACTS FOR MORE THAN 12 HOURS. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now my eyelids are dragging me down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MC on the first two days of the week, so i didn't suffer a long week at school, and managed to skip the double period science lessons on those two days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my medication for my throat and flu is FINALLY completed, so now i can eat junk food again!ooh, i love MCs'!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;skipped 2.4km, so i have to retest (again) when i had my pretest last week. ugh, stupid reasons and excuses- and more idonthavetoansweryourquestion. anyway, thanks jo for accompanying me to run the retest. [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ooh, i freaking hate running. -,-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no lessons today, PFFFFFFFFFFFFFT test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;passed everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i give up on getting gold already, same goes for silver.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;being able to complete those stations doesn't show you're smart, it only shows you're physically fit, which doesn't help you academically.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got damn pissed off with my stomach muscles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got damn pissed off with my leg muscles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got damn pissed off with my arm muscles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got damn pissed off with the entire PFT test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;celebrated zh's birthday at j8. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was supposedly a surprise one, but i think he did found out in the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there was enough cake for everyone! [: my cake-cutting skills are damn good. o_o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went back to school to meet the GB girls, baking stuff for the sec4s'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OOH, HONEY JOYS! :D they're so damn sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;going to jo's house tomorrow morning with rest of the squad to bake brownieeees, then we will head off to enrolement for our promotion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm going to miss the sec4 GB girls. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they're so super fun to be with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SAi7vqaTTCI/AAAAAAAAAbI/tdPMWQUDQhM/s1600-h/Picture+788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190604998057348130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SAi7vqaTTCI/AAAAAAAAAbI/tdPMWQUDQhM/s200/Picture+788.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;honey joys and zh's birthdayyyyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SAi8M6aTTDI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/r0aRT6JxbKs/s1600-h/Picture+783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190605500568521778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SAi8M6aTTDI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/r0aRT6JxbKs/s200/Picture+783.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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&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&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&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&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;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ignorance of my existence,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it screams silent anger in me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and my status is in no position for me to blame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/33646040-1847874148911980024?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/1847874148911980024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=1847874148911980024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/1847874148911980024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/1847874148911980024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/04/ive-been-wearing-my-contacts-for-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SAi7vqaTTCI/AAAAAAAAAbI/tdPMWQUDQhM/s72-c/Picture+788.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-8640799563143445865</id><published>2008-04-13T21:32:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T22:12:21.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SAIS9qaTTAI/AAAAAAAAAa4/FETBK6JKwTk/s1600-h/Picture+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188730571250158594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SAIS9qaTTAI/AAAAAAAAAa4/FETBK6JKwTk/s320/Picture+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;XINJIE&lt;/span&gt;, kaleo will miss you loads my dear. &lt;div&gt;have a great time in China.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that you'll make more friends, and also reach out to the people there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you'll be rememberd in my prayers, and in kaleo's prayers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;may the Lord be with you and your family at all times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SAISV6aTS_I/AAAAAAAAAaw/kl2zvgmL_X0/s1600-h/Picture+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188729888350358514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SAISV6aTS_I/AAAAAAAAAaw/kl2zvgmL_X0/s200/Picture+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SAIRhKaTS-I/AAAAAAAAAao/RcsHvc3068o/s1600-h/Picture+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SAIQ8qaTS9I/AAAAAAAAAag/EHqWiQwaID4/s1600-h/Picture+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188728355047033810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SAIQ8qaTS9I/AAAAAAAAAag/EHqWiQwaID4/s200/Picture+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SAIRhKaTS-I/AAAAAAAAAao/RcsHvc3068o/s1600-h/Picture+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188728982112259042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SAIRhKaTS-I/AAAAAAAAAao/RcsHvc3068o/s320/Picture+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yours truly, rachel, will miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(dont see joshua's message, see mine.)&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SAIP2KaTS8I/AAAAAAAAAaY/NOBGxOFNFbo/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188727143866256322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SAIP2KaTS8I/AAAAAAAAAaY/NOBGxOFNFbo/s200/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TA DAAA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you'll be remembered dearly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of all the memories we had, especially the one during 2006 church camp, when we stayed in the same villa. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the really retarded chat, dont know whether you still remember it. :P&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/33646040-8640799563143445865?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/8640799563143445865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=8640799563143445865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/8640799563143445865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/8640799563143445865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/04/xinjie-kaleo-will-miss-you-loads-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SAIS9qaTTAI/AAAAAAAAAa4/FETBK6JKwTk/s72-c/Picture+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-1859638146836685690</id><published>2008-04-12T22:03:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T22:04:15.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SADEOqM_luI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/erfC55P_Y8w/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188362526856812258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SADEOqM_luI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/erfC55P_Y8w/s200/Picture+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SADDxaM_lsI/AAAAAAAAAaA/_Qz1gDlGUBk/s1600-h/Picture+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188362024345638594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SADDxaM_lsI/AAAAAAAAAaA/_Qz1gDlGUBk/s200/Picture+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HELLO TO LAST NIGHT'S YOUTHALPHAAAA @ EXPO! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;somebody get your praise on! (someone get your brains on)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the song's still ringing in my head, it's like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know the football song "OLE, OLE, OLE OLE" , use the tune and sing it with this lyrics "OH PRAISE HIM, JESUS, JESUS"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it was super aweseome, the experience, the people, the praise and worship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i then knew that it doesn't matter where you're from, or what kind of church you're from. be it big as CityHarvest, or small as GEFC, you're just there to worship one God, and we're all there for the same reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just loved the worship [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were jumping mad, jump jump, shout scream. my voice disconnected halfway because i was singing+screaming+shouting. now i'm having temporary squeaky voices.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the presence of the Lord, and hearing the people cry and want Him to rain down on us, the feeling is really far more than blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm glad i went for it, the experience is unforgettable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i loved the worship so much, i was super sad it ended. it seemed so short, and i wanted the feeling in me forever, but it sadly ended. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;planetshakers really puts you on, so does Tim Hughes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;encoreeeee ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aye, full-dress rehearsal today. melted my toes, sun was beating hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had awards and dedication service in the afternoon at VFC(sembawang), the 28th coy were the traffic brigaders! so cute right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so we didn't really attended much of the service, we were mostly outside directing the buses, or in the carpark, or in my case. i was having a hard time breathing in the carpark. -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we had our small drill practice as a whole in the carpark, the banging was damn nice, because the sounds were bouncing off the walls, it echoed-oed-oed-oed-oed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D HAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xinjie's flight tomorrow. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm going to miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sending her off to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it has been yet another very busy weekend again, gah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and commontest is coming. and i thought last week's everland was tiring enough for taking up my weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SADEG6M_ltI/AAAAAAAAAaI/0B3YOfQaMhs/s1600-h/Picture+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188362393712826066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SADEG6M_ltI/AAAAAAAAAaI/0B3YOfQaMhs/s200/Picture+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;EVERLAND, i'm still missing it so. ):&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you're not alone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;expect the unexpected,&lt;br /&gt;i dare you to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-1859638146836685690?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/1859638146836685690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=1859638146836685690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/1859638146836685690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/1859638146836685690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/04/hello-to-last-nights-youthalphaaaa-expo.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/SADEOqM_luI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/erfC55P_Y8w/s72-c/Picture+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-4080553079335827772</id><published>2008-04-06T15:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T18:49:03.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EVERLAND WAS THE BOMB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;FULL HOUSE DURING GALA NIGHT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OHMY LANDLAND EVEREVER LANDLANDLAND :DDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really great experience, and i think the drama club was total fab. they have those super funny humour in them that makes them seem so retardedly fun to be with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the mantinee audience wasn't very encouraging, but i saw the GB 2truth girls plus sharon and amariah, AND veno! ohmy, it's been longlong since i saw her. [: she's so huggable! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saw jane and trisha, and they missed my part. -,- HA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND AND,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MR PATRICK GOH HAS A GIRLFRIEND.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND SHE'S DAMNNN CHIO I TELL YOU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;taiwanese somemore worrrsss! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;real pretty girl. haha, MR GOHHHHHHHH! &gt;:]]]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were disturbing him about his girlfriend, wolf-whistling and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;practical joke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;denise went for the gala night, GAHGAHGAHLALALA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alot of upper sec people went, i saw nurul too! HELLO NURUL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and uhhh, it was just plain nice. even if i feeeel so tired, i'm so glad with everland.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss the entire crew and cast so much ]:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;made manymany more new friends, and got to know them more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i saw many other sides of the drama cast, it's like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when you're up on stage, you must change your personality to suit the character.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i think it's blasting fun! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EVERLAND IS THE ROCK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wah, i miss it so much ]:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even if the hectic rehearsals are so lame and boring, it's still fun going all around and making jokes about each other (ahem, dorin?) .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;jubilee hall is super preeeetteeeee, but small.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the dressing rooms are super HOT, they have the lightbulbs following the borders of each mirror. LIKE THE ONES YOU SEE IN MOVIES! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, real cool backstage, but it's still small.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i forgot to bring my damn camera on saturday, because i was stupid. -,-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;now, it's time to catch up with schooool work and sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beware of my looks, because i have hollow eyes which can haunt you in the dark. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hopefully i can meet the fairy in my dreams, and she will take my wisdom tooth, and i'll be stuck in that castle on the cloud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cos i dont wanna gro&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R_iLLaJ00PI/AAAAAAAAAZw/R5o2sTDQ2II/s1600-h/Picture+763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186047999032479986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R_iLLaJ00PI/AAAAAAAAAZw/R5o2sTDQ2II/s200/Picture+763.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;w up. i'm a everland kid. [:&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&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&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello jubilee, imma gonna miss you many. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everland everland, it can't be there forever. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;imma missing everland already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-4080553079335827772?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R_iLLaJ00PI/AAAAAAAAAZw/R5o2sTDQ2II/s72-c/Picture+763.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-537215380869586015</id><published>2008-04-04T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T21:45:11.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI,&lt;br /&gt;MY HEAD IS BLASTING TIRED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everland rehearsals are damn boring, because my part is after the intermission, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;GB, band and NPCC were pouring our bore heads away.&lt;br /&gt;but i laughed so much more than yesterday, thankyouverymuch to the GB girls. their inside jokes made dorin wanna go to the toilet so many times, and it made me blurt my laughter out till my stomach felt numb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screwed the slowmarching part, miss chng told us to march faster if not band will be out of breath(they were playing the brass instruments), so in the end, we got the marching and timing all mixed up.&lt;br /&gt;so we kinda screwed that part.  ):&lt;br /&gt;but it's alright, it's a rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's everland.&lt;br /&gt;and then, i can finally go and hibernate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw the cast's eyes, they have super eyebags. and i mean it, they have bad panda eyes, real obvious ones.&lt;br /&gt;even that chowchow small guy has eyebags.&lt;br /&gt;O_O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-537215380869586015?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/537215380869586015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=537215380869586015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;tuesday, piano+dental appointment.&lt;br /&gt;wednesday, class CIP till 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;thursday, everland rehearsals from morning 9am to evening 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;friday, everland rehearsal from morning 10am to 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;saturday, everland performance till 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;sunday, churchchurchchurch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhh, everland everland everland everland.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just playing a small part of a 40second slowmarch, and i have to attend all those rehearsals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have to prepare for the awards ceremony the following saturday.&lt;br /&gt;and the following saturday is the enrolement.&lt;br /&gt;adflkafklha. i haven't attended one freaking rehearsal for the enrolement.&lt;br /&gt;sick asssss, just hope the sun doesn't come on to high on us during the enrolement, or my boots will melt onto my toes, and then i'll die.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how NDP will be like, O:&lt;br /&gt;the amount of heat striking onto your body and you just do marching and standing still.&lt;br /&gt;and coporal camp is coming yozzz. :D and i'm praying it wont be like ATC camps &gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and our drill! we haven't started our stage1 test yet, and the sec4s told us they had their stage3 test at the end of sec2.&lt;br /&gt;eh agh ugh ouaaghh.&lt;br /&gt;DI DI DI DI DI DI DI DI DI DI :[[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, now i need to make time to prepare for the coming common test.&lt;br /&gt;screwww this madnatic schedule of mine.&lt;br /&gt;you shan't be seeing me online for the week, gahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i had a magic wand, i'd turn you into an ugly betty.&lt;br /&gt;:D HAAAHAHHA, that was freaking random.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-6201994756561055055?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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forgetful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i woke up early, just to get a cab at 7.15, i had to get a cab because i was in FULL-U, and the rest of the 3 girls were going to school in FULL-U and not changing there ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i did not want to lose my face and go to school in a public bus in that blue dress and klonk boots with every nosey human staring at me as if i have an extra eye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah, when i left the house, a cab was about to exit from kings close, i flagged it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it was 7.20, i arrived at school at 7.40.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so damn early shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;found out that one of my badges dropped out, got sodamnfreaking pissed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had PLENTIFUL OF UNIFORM FAULTS, and i was super lucky and unlucky too,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) my rank's arrow was ironed onto the uniform, so the two ends were sticking out, and i wasn't told that we had to SEW it down. and 4/5 of the arrow was already dropping out, and i had to masktape it down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) the GB logo was sewn wrongly, it's width was too big.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) my arrow dropped out when i was going to my mum's car after the rehearsals, i had to run back to school and go find for it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) and i found my lost badge in my bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) i managed to find my arrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) i freaking lost my kiwi kit. so the brush, kiwi and cloth is totally lost somewhere in KCP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had to skip the enrolement rehearsals for the second time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had to skip the claymaking session,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just for the everland production, and even better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wasted 4 hours in the hall, just to do that small slowmarching part in the scene.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we only did that once, and did not repeat it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when they rehearsed the play so many freaking times at the beginning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ugh, and there are 3 rehearsals the coming week, and the performance is this coming saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we only rehearsed the whole thing with the slow march once.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thursday and friday rehearsals, you wont be seeing me at school for the whole because i'll be leaving vehveh early to JOO-BEE-LEE hall :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;like ohmygosh, we are so dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;imma gonna hit your head soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because this is such a waste of time, ah tsktsktsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and awards' ceremony is coming yo! next next saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sec2s and 3s are ushering during the ceremony, according to the miss tay, ehh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;slow march's so slow. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want the fast march.(?!?!) because it's faster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o_o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R-zo_aJ00MI/AAAAAAAAAZY/PBNJ9KQfHm0/s200/Picture+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;when He opens the skies,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just to make your day&lt;/em&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;ohmygosh, i just found that picture from the trip i had when i went to australia.&lt;br /&gt;i miss 2007 so damn freaking badly.&lt;br /&gt;but 2008's not too bad either, :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Can, Sir!&lt;/em&gt; , was read out during chapel. i felt super funny, not shocked nor sad, because i know that guy who wrote that journal book. and when those damn right idiots laughed and applauded when mentioned, "he died of cancer," i felt like slapping their faces and stabbing them in the back.&lt;br /&gt;but God says forgive. ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sec4s taught us slowmarch today. i think being the timer is super damn tiring because you can get out of breath.&lt;br /&gt;went to kallang for dragon boating with some of the KCPPS GB girls, to practice TEAM BONDING(!?) for &lt;em&gt;the challenge&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i hated going for dragon boating, because i was so scared the salty water would contaminate my eye and make me tear like shit.&lt;br /&gt;but it turned out, God protected my eye from all harm and danger throughout the entire time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;splitted into the two teams, rowed and rowed and rowed,&lt;br /&gt;we sang songs when we rowed,&lt;br /&gt;we cheered when we rowed,&lt;br /&gt;we laughed when we rowed,&lt;br /&gt;we screamed when we rowed,&lt;br /&gt;we even went leaf-fishing when we rowed the boat.&lt;br /&gt;and we had the viking ship activity in the dragon boat on the waters, where you sit on two edges of the boat, and the entire boat goes left to right, and right to left, so you'll be moving up and down.&lt;br /&gt;so damn scarily fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now my two shoulders are aching sore pain thanks to that 2 hours plus in the river, rowing our asses away.&lt;br /&gt;and i have to report to school at 8am, so kellyann can brush up our slowmarching before the 9am to 1pm's FULL DRESS rehearsal of the everland production.&lt;br /&gt;and guess what, my parents wont be free to fetch me to school.&lt;br /&gt;AND IMMA GONNA BE IN FULL UNI FOR THE REHEARSAL.&lt;br /&gt;and more to that, there's gonna be clay making session tomorrow with 2truth from 10am to idontknowwhat time.&lt;br /&gt;AND IMMA GONNA SKIP THE ENROLEMENT REHEARSAL, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh&lt;br /&gt;my&lt;br /&gt;sore&lt;br /&gt;ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when you realize that you've forgotten&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-4986310727633555104?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R-zo_aJ00MI/AAAAAAAAAZY/PBNJ9KQfHm0/s72-c/Picture+089.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-7605123745664240292</id><published>2008-03-23T22:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T22:28:22.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's lenten reflection.&lt;br /&gt;some people mentioned that it doesn't matter if you have un-answered questions of God and you dont know much about God, as the wisdom of God is unlimited, just by trusting and following Him, is faith.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm happy that i have faith in God and i'm convinced that even if your faith is as small as a mustard seed, it will grow in time.&lt;br /&gt;thank God for speaking through the people of GEFC, to tell me that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wanting to know more about God, is seeking God.&lt;br /&gt;as He said, seek, and you shall find.&lt;br /&gt;i believe that God will provide me with the answers to my other multiples of questions, just like He answered one of them today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise the King, for He has risen. [:&lt;br /&gt;worship today was a loud bang blast! :D&lt;br /&gt;love it love it love it [:&lt;br /&gt;Glory, to the risen King.&lt;br /&gt;for He has risen, the earth rejoices with praises.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-7605123745664240292?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/7605123745664240292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=7605123745664240292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/7605123745664240292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/7605123745664240292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/03/todays-lenten-reflection.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-6611988258617264523</id><published>2008-03-22T18:29:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T19:32:42.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R-Tq9aJ00JI/AAAAAAAAAZA/p2r-1whqWX0/s1600-h/Picture+709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180523812096364690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R-Tq9aJ00JI/AAAAAAAAAZA/p2r-1whqWX0/s200/Picture+709.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180522510721273970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R-TpxqJ00HI/AAAAAAAAAYw/7lIKwi4nrug/s200/Picture+716.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180520496381612130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R-Tn8aJ00GI/AAAAAAAAAYo/DKJYv_tmK9U/s200/Picture+729.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R-TnZqJ00FI/AAAAAAAAAYg/PFaQ-JGoiFA/s1600-h/Picture+703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180519899381157970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R-TnZqJ00FI/AAAAAAAAAYg/PFaQ-JGoiFA/s200/Picture+703.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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R-TlvKJ00EI/AAAAAAAAAYY/LDW8yIjEg0A/s1600-h/Picture+699.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180518069725089858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R-TlvKJ00EI/AAAAAAAAAYY/LDW8yIjEg0A/s200/Picture+699.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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my entire body is scorching sore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks to the mock &lt;em&gt;the challenge&lt;/em&gt; race. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as you can see from the pictures, we walked, alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;more like, we walked for 7 hours since 9.30am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we took 1 hour to go from king albert park to KCPSS, and we got stuck wet just outside bishan, and 56 took bloody eon years to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shit right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it was friggin fun, but tiring. we didn't have lunch till 3.30 and we were dieting ourselves for no fundamental reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the memorial walls at fort canning freaks me out still, even when i'm typing this. i'm having goosebumps on my skin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ewwwwwwww.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now i know why the clique likes my camera, because it makes people's legs look skinny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, it makes me look anorexic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;example,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R-TsB6J00KI/AAAAAAAAAZI/rrYJY15WADg/s1600-h/Picture+740.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180524988917403810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R-TsB6J00KI/AAAAAAAAAZI/rrYJY15WADg/s320/Picture+740.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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&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&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&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;FYI, it's obvious we were asked to pose like the statue figurine behind us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so we weren't doing this stupid thing on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tomorrow's easter sunday. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and imma meeting alex the sex for stepup2, since she had to cancel last week for her project.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YEAHHHHH :D&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/33646040-6611988258617264523?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/6611988258617264523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=6611988258617264523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/6611988258617264523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/6611988258617264523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-entire-body-is-scorching-sore.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R-Tq9aJ00JI/AAAAAAAAAZA/p2r-1whqWX0/s72-c/Picture+709.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-2627398833305036633</id><published>2008-03-21T21:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T22:33:41.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's Good Friday.&lt;br /&gt;went to church in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;the service was good, 8 lights to Jesus's crucifixion.&lt;br /&gt;the pause, silence and darkness gave me time to reflect.&lt;br /&gt;even though i know my faith isn't so great, and i'm not that close to God like i was before.&lt;br /&gt;i trust that He'll slowly lead me to Him, journey and grow spiritually.&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tell me the story of Jesus,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Write on my heart every word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tell me the story most precious,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sweetest that ever was heard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tell of the cross where they nailed Him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Writhing in anguish and pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tell of the grave where they laid Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tell how He liveth again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love in the story so tender,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Clearer than ever i see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Stay, let me weep while you whisper,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love paid the ransom for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went to Yim's house.&lt;br /&gt;we took her KCP uniform and started making funny stuff with it, by adding random stuff to it. like, suspenders, pirate hat, curtain-looking-shawls, russian hat, and more.&lt;br /&gt;really funny and retarded.&lt;br /&gt;laughed our stomachs out , and had a real good time. [:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;now we await the day of Jesus where rises from the dead.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-2627398833305036633?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/2627398833305036633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=2627398833305036633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/2627398833305036633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/2627398833305036633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-good-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-1523098099195534721</id><published>2008-03-20T23:04:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T21:36:02.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R-KDbqJ00DI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Ozt_cZZghF0/s1600-h/Picture+679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179847032624697394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R-KDbqJ00DI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Ozt_cZZghF0/s200/Picture+679.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;joanne, sarah, keanna, cheryl, erina, wenhui, rachel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today's TIE-YOUR-HAIR-PLEATED-UP day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WAS FABFABFAB! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;curse that woman who made us stay back to do one extra science worksheet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the entire 2truth was cursing and swearing because we stayed back extra 20minutes when school ended at 12.30.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;since Sky Of Love was at 1.50, we rushed to dhoby ghaut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but ended up it was only me and joanne running like mad to j8, but it was fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and guess what, THE SHOW WAS AT FREAKING 1.50AM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got so pissed off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so went to PS, and had pastamania.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and ohmygosh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we had a hard time laughing, so glad to see the clique getting along so well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they were the ones who made my first week of term2 a real fun one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;keanna's BACON-EA was a success!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the first video is the first attempt the advertise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the second video is keanna laughing stupidly, because she used the tissue to hold up the plate, because the sides were full of the carbona sauce.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the third video hasn't been uploaded yet.&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://i138.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=" width="408" height="321" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://i138.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=" width="408" height="321" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div&gt;one more video left, currently being uploaded on photobucket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i'll post it the second it's ready!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;probably in the next post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R-KB76J00BI/AAAAAAAAAYA/0yJWMPdzsjM/s1600-h/Picture+685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179845387652222994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R-KB76J00BI/AAAAAAAAAYA/0yJWMPdzsjM/s200/Picture+685.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and wenhui isn't that tall, FYI.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she was just tiptoe-ing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to that person who asked me to post this, here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YOUMMA MONKEY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see? i posted this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i'm far more greater than you are, NOOB.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/33646040-1523098099195534721?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/1523098099195534721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=1523098099195534721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-4560801950649247699</id><published>2008-03-19T19:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T20:41:31.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179421573909463906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R-EAes7eQ2I/AAAAAAAAAXo/BO98KFN3WZk/s200/heart1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when i see love,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i see Christ&lt;/em&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;HOLY WEEK MANZ! :D&lt;br /&gt;i love the song 'i see love' ,&lt;br /&gt;i thank God for remembering my name when He died on that cross and took the blame for me.&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's half day yoz.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;last day of school of the week tomorrow, this week has been a fast week.&lt;br /&gt;and it has been a great week to start off the term. :D&lt;br /&gt;guess what,&lt;br /&gt;imma selected to usher in the everland production manzz.&lt;br /&gt;come support the play! :D&lt;br /&gt;but i still have to buy tickets for myself even if im inside.&lt;br /&gt;lameshitz. -,-&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow's tie-your-hair-pleated-up day! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EDITED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omg, see this! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAVE A BIG LAUGH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then s&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R-EJys7eQ3I/AAAAAAAAAXw/2gM25Q3wi-Y/s1600-h/Picture+460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179431813111497586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R-EJys7eQ3I/AAAAAAAAAXw/2gM25Q3wi-Y/s200/Picture+460.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;top laughing. &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&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&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont kill me please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i look equally retardated, so yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-4560801950649247699?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/4560801950649247699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=4560801950649247699' 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-33646040.post-1498888007020406155</id><published>2008-03-16T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T22:29:05.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://racheltherah.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://racheltherah.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll probably start using livejournal.&lt;br /&gt;getting tired of blogger.&lt;br /&gt;but i'll probably be jumping about the two blogs every now and then in my posts. :D&lt;br /&gt;add me if you have LJ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's starting tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;let the rushing of the holiday homework begin! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-1498888007020406155?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-3948464099716912941</id><published>2008-03-15T12:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T12:35:10.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R9tP3s7eQ1I/AAAAAAAAAXg/4hZjN62_ozA/s1600-h/thlove2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177820014964523858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R9tP3s7eQ1I/AAAAAAAAAXg/4hZjN62_ozA/s200/thlove2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;etwas lepath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAY I KNOW WHAT THE HELL IS ETWAS LEPATH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is it spelt like that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;theory exam, define.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;etwas lepath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IT'S GERMAN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GOSH, i didnt know what's the meaning. so as usual, i just filled in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'to play smoothly and lively' .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and true enough, after the exam, carol told me that lepath was lively.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah, i got 2 marks. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, wanna thank those who wished me luck for the exam, and joanne's sms tips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and tralalala, later gonna go to church for shirley's weddding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so happy she's finally getting married :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and imma the usherrrrrr!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gonna snap manymany pictures with amanda, she's going too :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeahyeahyeahh! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;camera's are veryvery photogenic objects you knowwwwwwwww.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today's fineeeee man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sad i couldn't make it for GB,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wanna drill so badly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i feel like changing my blog, like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;creating a xanga or livejournal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;imma kinda tired of blogspot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;imma currently rushing up all my holiday homework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im sure you're doing that too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAH :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-3948464099716912941?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R9tP3s7eQ1I/AAAAAAAAAXg/4hZjN62_ozA/s72-c/thlove2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-2985353905112374607</id><published>2008-03-14T23:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T23:30:36.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel like a very good person today, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today has been an another ever wonderful day.&lt;br /&gt;even though i had an early morning 2 hour piano of tedious theory with my vehveh cool piano teacher.&lt;br /&gt;i was still smiling, because there's no rain!&lt;br /&gt;the sun is out! :D&lt;br /&gt;and the sky was especially clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont care if the holidays are coming to an end.&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad i can get back on going back to school, i want to understand this life on earth.&lt;br /&gt;before i go back to Father in His embracing arms.&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so lucky and blessed.&lt;br /&gt;and when you have great times, suck in and cherish every minute and second you have.&lt;br /&gt;i mean it, 'cos it might never come back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to meet an angel.&lt;br /&gt;just like Mary met angel Gabriel when she was told she was having baby Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's the end of the thwarts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-2985353905112374607?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/2985353905112374607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=2985353905112374607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/2985353905112374607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/2985353905112374607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-feel-like-very-good-person-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-8975469568769601176</id><published>2008-03-14T11:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T12:32:06.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R9n6ks7eQ0I/AAAAAAAAAXY/p-YIRcaLP_4/s1600-h/candy+shop.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177444755081937730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R9n6ks7eQ0I/AAAAAAAAAXY/p-YIRcaLP_4/s200/candy+shop.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;smile for candy&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;to those who are taking their theory exams tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;can you please fail with me?&lt;br /&gt;i dont mind flunking it if you flunk it along with me.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;i'll give you free candy if you fail it?&lt;br /&gt;haha, anyway i'll die if i ever fail that exam.&lt;br /&gt;gosh, i like playing piano because it's music.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, i FRIGGIN' HATE piano exams.&lt;br /&gt;JUST LIKE JOANNE HATES IT TOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna try learning bass.&lt;br /&gt;my brother has a bass!&lt;br /&gt;but im too lazy to pick it up to learn because he's already touched it.&lt;br /&gt;and he hasn't changed the strings yet!&lt;br /&gt;so it's rusty inbetween.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and an addition to that sad face.&lt;br /&gt;i cant go for GB tomorrow, meaning no drill for me this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;shitzzz.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to go for therapy!&lt;br /&gt;a chocolate, candy and gumdrops therapy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-8975469568769601176?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/8975469568769601176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=8975469568769601176' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-7847769664242670808</id><published>2008-03-13T21:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T21:59:30.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R9kyBM7eQzI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/LdVh21V6IkM/s1600-h/photographyequalslove1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177224242871026482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R9kyBM7eQzI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/LdVh21V6IkM/s200/photographyequalslove1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;when you've got the whole picture&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;in your hands&lt;/em&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&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imma so damn friggin tired man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shitz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to school for gb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohgosh, had the GB knowledge quiz, i racked and shuffled my brains and answered very logical answers to the blank spaces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let's hope i can pass over 80% and not take that stupid harder retest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and had survival cooking, we first set the fire in,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the canteen, because it was raining so darn heavily out there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so as we were cooking half way, the seniors asked us to move to the corridor drain before the OM came and killed us for setting up a fire indoors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was well sheltered actually, but just in case, we took an umbrella to guard the raindrops from contaminating our food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so there we were,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sitting along the canteen's corridor, having survival cooking, bearing the tormenting drizzle and holding an umbrella, cooking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it was freezing hell cold thanks to the wind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and okay fine, maybe it's not that tormenting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah heck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we just became monster freaks who play with their food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like, really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;luncheon meat's fats is disgusting shitz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks alot yong for holding it up for display before it got all sliced up into lumpyothic pieces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-7847769664242670808?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/7847769664242670808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=7847769664242670808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/7847769664242670808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/7847769664242670808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/03/when-youve-got-whole-picture-in-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R9kyBM7eQzI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/LdVh21V6IkM/s72-c/photographyequalslove1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-5401452379380003828</id><published>2008-03-12T19:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T20:15:46.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>holidays are boringggggg.&lt;br /&gt;it's raining hard out there, and it's freezing cold in here.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna turn blue and purple soon if the sun doesnt come out.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to school tomorrow for GB training.&lt;br /&gt;and we have to do survival cooking. -,-&lt;br /&gt;didnt know that was included in the event.&lt;br /&gt;and hopefully i'll be able to get into the drill committee, i asked miss foo for a transfer from publicity com.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be a DI.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;and i havent even started on the general knowledge study on GB, and there's gonna be a recap test tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;if i dont pass it, i'll probably not be selected for the event.&lt;br /&gt;shitz.&lt;br /&gt;i hate, not being smart enough to contain and capture everything that i read and did before.&lt;br /&gt;i want a photographic mind, so that in one shot, it's printed in my mind, and i won't forget anything.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not saying im stupid, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;RACHEL says:&lt;br /&gt;omg&lt;br /&gt;RACHEL says:&lt;br /&gt;im being stupid&lt;br /&gt;[ WeiQiKins&lt;br /&gt;]--={ tis over } says:&lt;br /&gt;u ARE stupid&lt;br /&gt;RACHEL says:&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;RACHEL says:&lt;br /&gt;im acting stupid&lt;br /&gt;RACHEL says:&lt;br /&gt;im actually very smart&lt;br /&gt;RACHEL&lt;br /&gt;says:&lt;br /&gt;did you know that tables are made from wood?&lt;br /&gt;[ WeiQiKins ]--={ tis&lt;br /&gt;over } says:&lt;br /&gt;no. they're made from synthetic wood.&lt;br /&gt;[ WeiQiKins ]--={ tis&lt;br /&gt;over } says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;and ____'s spoiling my life.&lt;br /&gt;ask me how many smses i sent this month.&lt;br /&gt;i said 147, she says 'so little'&lt;br /&gt;please lady, thanks to you, i've gone completely nuts.&lt;br /&gt;to those who know me dearly well enough, it's the person who controls my entire life, and rummages through my social life.&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-4075487979793027172</id><published>2008-03-11T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T23:06:22.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watched The Leap Years today&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh, I CRIEEEED! :D&lt;br /&gt;finally found a reason when i can tear my eyes till it all goes bloodshot red.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:]]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the story line's kinda confusing, it's like some puzzle where the pieces come in randomly and only forms a picture at the end of the story.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna watch Sky Of Love, and then i can cry somemore.&lt;br /&gt;i love sad love storys, it's so pretty.&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh, i sound like a pervertic sadist, like, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to smileeee!&lt;br /&gt;havent been smiling lately.&lt;br /&gt;maybe because i've stopped watching comedys that's why i have no humour in me.&lt;br /&gt;ironicbyatch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blamsphaahahahhhaahahha,&lt;br /&gt;laugh!&lt;br /&gt;rachel, laugh!&lt;br /&gt;okay,&lt;br /&gt;ha ha ha ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;i sound like some psycho maniac nutcase.&lt;br /&gt;shitz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-4075487979793027172?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/4075487979793027172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=4075487979793027172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/4075487979793027172'/><link rel='self' 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src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R9PyF87eQxI/AAAAAAAAAXA/6aTWIDotAXo/s200/mee+and+sarah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HELLO SARAH :D&lt;br /&gt;i like to heart you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;church today, and today's dearest sharyn's birthday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY 18th BIRTHDAY SHARYN&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dry ice is damn fun to play with yozz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after church,&lt;br /&gt;sarahyim came over to my house, watched some real random videos.&lt;br /&gt;then went to SWIRLZ to get PEANUT BUTTER CRUNCH :D&lt;br /&gt;they have CHEEEEESE flavour, hahaahha, so cool.&lt;br /&gt;and they have the exact same tactic as cold rock, slamming the toppings together with the ice cream and mixing it all up on a slab of marble.&lt;br /&gt;and it's gelato! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to sarah's cousin's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;felt so embarrassed going there, &gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;but it was fun, real sweet fun. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and deardear sarah, remember that promise in 4 years. &gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;hope it'll be forgotten. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played handball with gwendolyn and claire, the SJI version.&lt;br /&gt;it's damn retarded. but it's fun :D&lt;br /&gt;like really, you entertain yourself really really easily.&lt;br /&gt;just like,&lt;br /&gt;when you miss the tennis ball, you go laughing.&lt;br /&gt;when the tennis ball hits you, you go laughing.&lt;br /&gt;when the tennis ball flies high and almost hits the brains outta you, you still go laughing.&lt;br /&gt;when the tennis ball whams super fast in all directions, you laugh even harder.&lt;br /&gt;see?&lt;br /&gt;you laugh easily. which is really really good for your stomach.&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked, played, laughed, took pictures and macros.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;had a lovely time today, tomorrow sarahyim might be coming over again.&lt;br /&gt;YEAHH :D&lt;br /&gt;it's good to have neighbours yozz, treasure it before you move house. ):&lt;br /&gt;damn shitz.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to move house, the place im staying is super convininent for me alright, even if there's a super long walk from coro to my house.&lt;br /&gt;i dont care, it's good exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-1595143496755461776?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/1595143496755461776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=1595143496755461776' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-2516816952917861128</id><published>2008-03-08T19:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T20:35:34.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had a wakeup call by wenhui today morning, the phone was vibrating and making super alot of noise, it's like,&lt;br /&gt;vrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrm, and i thought i was dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah anyway, today's a super un-organised and messy day.&lt;br /&gt;met wenhui and erina to go to sentosa, and they made me wait for like 45 zambooging minutes which caused me to curse the zambooging slow ticking clock.&lt;br /&gt;in less than 2 hours, we went back to vivo, because it was zambooging drizzling at sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;thus, i wasted 3 zambooging bucks as the entrance fee to sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;im being veryyyyyyyyy cheapskate.&lt;br /&gt;yesyes, rachel's a pauper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and once we went to vivo, erina went to join her family because they were also there, and it was only 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with me and wenhui alone, so once again.&lt;br /&gt;wenhui and me were going in and out of the dressing rooms of different shops, parading in clothes.&lt;br /&gt;HAHHH :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah anyway, tomorrow's church yozz :D&lt;br /&gt;gahgah, and&lt;br /&gt;PEANUT BUTTER CRUNCH IS THE ZAMBOOGING MUST EAT AT SWIRLZ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R9KDIs7eQvI/AAAAAAAAAWw/z3JYotLhijc/s1600-h/Picture+521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175343107324920562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R9KDIs7eQvI/AAAAAAAAAWw/z3JYotLhijc/s200/Picture+521.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;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;curse those zambooging days when the sky has it's blues.&lt;br /&gt;praise those zambooging days when the sky has it's blues, so we dont have to run 2.4.&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-2516816952917861128?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/2516816952917861128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=2516816952917861128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/2516816952917861128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/2516816952917861128'/><link rel='alternate' 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left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R9DKSc_5lsI/AAAAAAAAAWg/USSC3127Aug/s200/japan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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;©2008 *&lt;a class="u" href="http://hakanphotography.deviantart.com/"&gt;hakanphotography&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i got this from deviantart, i think it's super pretty even though it looks so plain.&lt;br /&gt;guess that's what photography's all about.&lt;br /&gt;a story in a picture.&lt;br /&gt;an explanation in a picture.&lt;br /&gt;an emotion in a picture.&lt;br /&gt;all in one glance,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R9DLLs_5ltI/AAAAAAAAAWo/qIllIwVuPcQ/s1600-h/Group_portrait_by_photoport.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174859373766874834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R9DLLs_5ltI/AAAAAAAAAWo/qIllIwVuPcQ/s200/Group_portrait_by_photoport.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©2007-2008 *&lt;a class="u" href="http://photoport.deviantart.com/"&gt;photoport&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is the other.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dont ask me what's wrong with me and pictures.&lt;br /&gt;rachel has gone mad long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;so now isn't an exception.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;e learning's still a bratty shizz.&lt;br /&gt;might be meeting sarahyim after piano later. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;that reminds me, i can play 3 songs on the guitar already! [:&lt;br /&gt;rachel's so pro manzz! :D&lt;br /&gt;rachel's kewlzz too! :D&lt;br /&gt;oh dear, self praise! it's international disgrace  &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;rachel's stabbing herself right in the front by scolding herself.&lt;br /&gt;rachel's nuts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-4045144292390305850?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/4045144292390305850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=4045144292390305850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/4045144292390305850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R9AARs_5lqI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/AaQk-T5h2sE/s1600-h/Picture+475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174636275985651362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R9AARs_5lqI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/AaQk-T5h2sE/s200/Picture+475.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R8__ws_5lpI/AAAAAAAAAWI/mjGZduXXOqA/s1600-h/Picture+476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174635709049968274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R8__ws_5lpI/AAAAAAAAAWI/mjGZduXXOqA/s200/Picture+476.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i found this on the floor along kings road when i was walking home after school.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;it's not edited, it's just plain pretty alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imma having a deviantart :D&lt;br /&gt;because im duh liking photography. i dont know what's wrong with me and macros,&lt;br /&gt;i want to get a proper manual camera, and not the one im having now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;sadddd ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-3805418128469927942?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R9AARs_5lqI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/AaQk-T5h2sE/s72-c/Picture+475.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-5718792028926241394</id><published>2008-03-05T14:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T14:09:53.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="255" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2cnRXmMn2Ag"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2cnRXmMn2Ag" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="325" height="255"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="255" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3QUh6CLBZN8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3QUh6CLBZN8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="325" height="255"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CONNIE TALBOT.&lt;br /&gt;her voice is like, PERFECT, it's so sweeeeeeeet!&lt;br /&gt;and she's only SIX!&lt;br /&gt;and she has the voice of an angel.&lt;br /&gt;i envy this young kids, they have such nice voices.&lt;br /&gt;you hear her voice, you see her face, and you just stare in awe.&lt;br /&gt;and then you smile to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like her 'I will always love you' song, her 'Somewhere over the rainbow' is kinda soft. or maybe it's because of the low quality video that makes her sound soft.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-5718792028926241394?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/5718792028926241394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=5718792028926241394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/5718792028926241394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/5718792028926241394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/03/connie-talbot.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-3290585779556522352</id><published>2008-03-05T09:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T10:43:44.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R84Fqc_5loI/AAAAAAAAAWA/ZNEBBTjCH8E/s1600-h/sweet.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174079248792131202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R84Fqc_5loI/AAAAAAAAAWA/ZNEBBTjCH8E/s200/sweet.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lil sugarette cupcake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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;elearning's some sucky shizzz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at 8 to do e learning at 8.&lt;br /&gt;gosh, i want to dump this whole elearning thing and watch the taiwan series.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some brilliant idea to wake us up at 8 if we dont sign in by 8.&lt;br /&gt;and we'll all drown our eyes by looking at the computer screen till 2.30,&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how come parents wont complain about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heck, elearning's pissing everybody off.&lt;br /&gt;it's the byatch of the all.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, and we have this elearning camp as our all level camp.&lt;br /&gt;what a great time to start off our march holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im officially crazy over donut factory.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;and i heart the gelato shop at crown centre!&lt;br /&gt;gahhhhhhhh, i want to eat ice creammm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there'll probably be height and weight at the beginning of the new term.&lt;br /&gt;freak assssssssssssssssssssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and rachel has grown taller!&lt;br /&gt;by i dont know how many cm.&lt;br /&gt;-,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;ohmygoodness.&lt;br /&gt;im freaking damn proud of &lt;em&gt;the challenge&lt;/em&gt; team!&lt;br /&gt;WE RAN/JOG 3.2KM IN LESS THAN 20MINUTES.&lt;br /&gt;RACHEL CAN RUN FAST! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;ahahahha, really really happy! [:&lt;br /&gt;and if there's drill as a subject for the O's,&lt;br /&gt;im gonna drill it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;click click click, it's still hanging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-3290585779556522352?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/3290585779556522352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=3290585779556522352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/3290585779556522352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/3290585779556522352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/03/lil-sugarette-cupcake-some-brilliant.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R84Fqc_5loI/AAAAAAAAAWA/ZNEBBTjCH8E/s72-c/sweet.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-9063103011360889431</id><published>2008-03-02T20:40:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T20:57:10.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R8qg69uNVWI/AAAAAAAAAV4/1VjV_gb6x8E/s1600-h/keanna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173124056849667426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R8qg69uNVWI/AAAAAAAAAV4/1VjV_gb6x8E/s200/keanna.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY KEANNA! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;this is the exact same picture i extracted from the post during your birthday in 2007.&lt;br /&gt;had a really FABFAB time at your party yesterday! [:&lt;br /&gt;dont kill me for putting this picture, it just reminds me of the super fun memories, and your old hair [:&lt;br /&gt;gosh, i need to go dig out the old photos in 2007 before all of us had our new haircuts.&lt;br /&gt;im sure we'll be laughing our freaking asses off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and fever's the new dengue fever/SARS ! :D everybody's down with fever.&lt;br /&gt;hot hot fever.&lt;br /&gt;wabushhhhh! next you'll be struck with some multi-fever syndrome thing. [:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;last week of school starts tomorrow. only two days of school and NO MORE STUDYING! :D&lt;br /&gt;rock your ass of manzzzz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;those laudable attempts need no applause&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-9063103011360889431?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/9063103011360889431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=9063103011360889431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/9063103011360889431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/9063103011360889431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-birthday-keanna-d-this-is-exact.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R8qg69uNVWI/AAAAAAAAAV4/1VjV_gb6x8E/s72-c/keanna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-1705018246172381252</id><published>2008-02-28T22:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T22:54:28.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Old MacDonald had a farm,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ee i ee i oh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And on his farm he had some chicks,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ee i ee i oh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With a cluck-cluck here,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And a cluck-cluck there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here a cluck, there a cluck,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everywhere a cluck-cluck&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Old MacDonald had a farm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ee i ee i oh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stupid tune is ringing in my head.&lt;br /&gt;adfgapghahai.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna feel like a kid, singing randomly with any song that comes along.&lt;br /&gt;not caring on what other think about me, because im still a kid&lt;br /&gt;not bothering about my reputation, because im still a kid.&lt;br /&gt;i want to be nothing but a kidddd. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 girls from 2truth were out sick with a cold today.&lt;br /&gt;3 girls from GB.&lt;br /&gt;4 girls from the POSSE, and they all went home after the chinese test.&lt;br /&gt;what has the damn world of cursing fever done to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stood outside science class today with erina.&lt;br /&gt;just for simply tapping on the table with a rhythm, we get ranted at by the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;and we were still giggling our lips away because W/H didnt catch us.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;we were panicking like madddd when we saw him standing at the lockers, and we were facing the classroom along the corridor, hoping we could camouflage well with the wall.&lt;br /&gt;and it worked! he went awayyyy! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im hell scared of the terrorist which escaped.&lt;br /&gt;he's probably somewhere lurking around bukit timah. and im super damn damn damn scared he'll jump out and dagger me when im asleep.&lt;br /&gt;im scaring myself.&lt;br /&gt;for real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wabushhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-1705018246172381252?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/1705018246172381252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=1705018246172381252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/1705018246172381252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/1705018246172381252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/02/old-macdonald-had-farm-ee-i-ee-i-oh-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-7368287945924676153</id><published>2008-02-25T16:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T16:11:29.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im gonna post a short post,&lt;br /&gt;because im sneaking onto blogger when im suppose to be doing that darn elearning trial run whatsoever thing which starts at 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;ragah. anyway, the main highlight is during science lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;today's science lesson was REETARRDED.&lt;br /&gt;we were learning on sexual reproduction, and everybody was making alot of&lt;br /&gt;noise and comments. (duh) .&lt;br /&gt;and, the science teacher said "CLASS! CAN YOU PLEASE STOP BEING SO &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EX&lt;/strong&gt;CITED&lt;/u&gt;&lt;em&gt;?&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHHHAA!&lt;br /&gt;really really wrong chapter to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-7368287945924676153?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/7368287945924676153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=7368287945924676153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/7368287945924676153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/7368287945924676153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-gonna-post-short-post-because-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-2122237703991483638</id><published>2008-02-24T16:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T17:03:20.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R8Eup9GRvJI/AAAAAAAAAVw/sGUBin8ALWg/s1600-h/avatars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170465145508445330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R8Eup9GRvJI/AAAAAAAAAVw/sGUBin8ALWg/s200/avatars.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;it has yet to be withered&lt;/em&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;school's starting tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;another whole week of plain torture and killer days, when you get caught for uniform and get smothered with rude scoldings just for letting that one small flap of your blouse leak out of your skirt. (hee)&lt;br /&gt;ridiculous rules.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i was told that the P reads the student's blogs. okkayyy.&lt;br /&gt;since when did they get so interested in our personal lives.&lt;br /&gt;it's our own personal opinion when it comes to a certain extent, we have our own rights.&lt;br /&gt;we play a part in the school also, not only you.&lt;br /&gt;we make up 95% of the entire school.&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayy, must look forward to friday, again :D&lt;br /&gt;then it'll be the weekend!&lt;br /&gt;and THE LEAP YEARS will be in the movies on friday :D&lt;br /&gt;wagabushhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh :D&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;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;beauty in it's embrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-2122237703991483638?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/2122237703991483638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=2122237703991483638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/2122237703991483638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/2122237703991483638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/02/it-has-yet-to-be-withered-schools.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R8Eup9GRvJI/AAAAAAAAAVw/sGUBin8ALWg/s72-c/avatars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-7973859106976705229</id><published>2008-02-23T21:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T15:39:49.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GB TODAY&lt;br /&gt;DRILL TODAY&lt;br /&gt;IHMEX TODAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freaking bummed out tired till my eyes are drained with nothing but pupils.&lt;br /&gt;ewww. okay whateve&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R8AnetGRvII/AAAAAAAAAVo/5HF4ieb_sj4/s1600-h/Picture+438.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170175780676811906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R8AnetGRvII/AAAAAAAAAVo/5HF4ieb_sj4/s200/Picture+438.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;r.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahgah. today was fun, but super tiring.&lt;br /&gt;because i was tired thanks to gb, sarahyim was in her own world of burning rage and sarahleong was sleep walking.&lt;br /&gt;anywayy, yeah. still had fun.&lt;br /&gt;IHMEX to the MAX.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;loveeees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and my blog song.&lt;br /&gt;is one of the songs from THE LEAP YEARS trailer, if im not wrong.&lt;br /&gt;it's LOVELY oh my DEARYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;i sound like a 'iyy amyyyyyyy rachellyyyy' person.&lt;br /&gt;-,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i've become your stranger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-7973859106976705229?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/7973859106976705229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=7973859106976705229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/7973859106976705229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/7973859106976705229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/02/gb-today-drill-today-ihmex-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R8AnetGRvII/AAAAAAAAAVo/5HF4ieb_sj4/s72-c/Picture+438.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-4760893912922353872</id><published>2008-02-22T17:15:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T18:44:30.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R76f09GRvEI/AAAAAAAAAVI/wcVsB4umyvE/s1600-h/michalotsofeyemakeup.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169745154370812994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R76f09GRvEI/AAAAAAAAAVI/wcVsB4umyvE/s200/michalotsofeyemakeup.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;blew it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;im going to promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that im going to continue being the rachel i know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the rachel you know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the rachel we know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm gonna try. i'm gonna try not to change to become another rachel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm not going to become a rachel you dont know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a rachel i dont know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and a rachel we dont know.&lt;br /&gt;im going to stay rachel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and be rachel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just like an ordinary rachel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahahahahahhaahahhahahha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im amusing myself by the use of my idiotic language.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel so foolish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahhh anyway, i know how to use my camera :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm so slow you know, i was too lazy to find out what the functions were. until i started toying with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;camera's my boyfrienddddd now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm gonna loveeeeeeeeeeee you camera. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ugh, whatever. i'm gonna love photography, alot :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R76mkNGRvHI/AAAAAAAAAVg/8m_vny-_xoI/s1600-h/Picture+431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169752563189398642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R76mkNGRvHI/AAAAAAAAAVg/8m_vny-_xoI/s200/Picture+431.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see? red is the new green. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because it's freaking HOT!&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&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BSF's starting next week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gahhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alexandra's not in BSF anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;desiree has moved to senior level.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but rebecca's coming to 4th level.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and there's still nicolette and julia, and cyrus too! :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and!&lt;br /&gt;guess what i found in my bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R76kutGRvGI/AAAAAAAAAVY/mD7U7NEjE9U/s1600-h/Picture+429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169750544554769506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R76kutGRvGI/AAAAAAAAAVY/mD7U7NEjE9U/s200/Picture+429.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;alex bestie is so cute, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we shall see, till then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-4760893912922353872?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/4760893912922353872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=4760893912922353872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/4760893912922353872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/4760893912922353872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/02/blew-it-im-going-to-promise.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R76f09GRvEI/AAAAAAAAAVI/wcVsB4umyvE/s72-c/michalotsofeyemakeup.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-6451798507759219071</id><published>2008-02-17T19:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T19:48:00.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think im sick.&lt;br /&gt;i have no appetite to eat anything, even ice cream doesnt make any help.&lt;br /&gt;i keep coughing every 3 minutes, my throat is freaking ticklish and uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's because i screamed and laughed too much yesterday D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im super drained out, i have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;my eyelids feel like lead, supperrr tired.&lt;br /&gt;but i have to mug, because, the season changed.&lt;br /&gt;it's no longer CNY, it's now mug-your-ass-off-or-you-die season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone's being super asssholliisshhhh.&lt;br /&gt;like.&lt;br /&gt;really!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this is nobody from KCP by the way, so dont need to ask any questions my dearrrrs.&lt;br /&gt;:DDDD&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly feel so mean. HAHAHAH, it's the right thing to do anywayyy.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like a total bitch.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;okay, stop laughing, :DD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damndamn.&lt;br /&gt;im really coughing.&lt;br /&gt;let's hope no blood comes out.&lt;br /&gt;ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-6451798507759219071?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/6451798507759219071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=6451798507759219071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/6451798507759219071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/6451798507759219071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-think-im-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-8291988763266805628</id><published>2008-02-17T15:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T15:52:32.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R7fgntGRvDI/AAAAAAAAAVA/Qmh5LIWP6No/s1600-h/asfadf.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167846070156377138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R7fgntGRvDI/AAAAAAAAAVA/Qmh5LIWP6No/s200/asfadf.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;as much as you swing back and forth.&lt;br /&gt;you're still stuck at the same spot.&lt;br /&gt;what's the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to church.&lt;br /&gt;no kaleo today.&lt;br /&gt;after service, went up to kaleo room.&lt;br /&gt;it was prettyy noisy, because there were people playing the guitar half the time.&lt;br /&gt;and people screaming and laughing.&lt;br /&gt;while me and evangeline sat on the couch and did math.&lt;br /&gt;-,-&lt;br /&gt;oh, and GEFC has manymany talented people, like. seriously. [[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then lunched with amanda, natalie and evangeline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a good time talking to evangeline.&lt;br /&gt;told each other about how we celebrated valentines(pathetic shit. HAH!)&lt;br /&gt;and how we saw others celebrating valentines.(even more pathetic)&lt;br /&gt;and she and i have the same points of views when it comes to guys.&lt;br /&gt;and she'll be having her A's when i'm having my O's.&lt;br /&gt;sickkk &gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh. mrted home.&lt;br /&gt;and continue studyingggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's starting tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;aglabashaypouuu.&lt;br /&gt;5 tests next week- history, math, science, english and the bloody chinese.&lt;br /&gt;go and die, it's not even CA and we're having so many tests already.&lt;br /&gt;i'm still not going to say my life is screwed, uh, yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-8291988763266805628?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/8291988763266805628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=8291988763266805628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/8291988763266805628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/8291988763266805628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/02/ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R7fgntGRvDI/AAAAAAAAAVA/Qmh5LIWP6No/s72-c/asfadf.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-8061810069381501888</id><published>2008-02-16T22:42:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T00:09:48.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167607273854078066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R7cHb7jMDHI/AAAAAAAAAUw/vW8qUx3tp_c/s200/vintage.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bead it up&lt;/em&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;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had GB in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;drilled.&lt;br /&gt;and there's gonna be a MEET-THE-PARENTS session for GB soon.&lt;br /&gt;whatthehelllll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed to aljunied after GB.&lt;br /&gt;AND I WAS DAMNNNN LATE. ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh.&lt;br /&gt;my phone's reception is freaking screwed. when i came out of the mrt, i recieved petrina's sms saying 'we are 2 stops away', and i went down to the control station.&lt;br /&gt;i see petrina, natalie, dominic and isaac.&lt;br /&gt;whatthehellllllllllllllllll. suckssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to church, had worship first, amanda didnt come for today's event but i still met up with her after the event.&lt;br /&gt;HAAA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the games were just plain horrifying retarded.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;one of the games involved your ass moving/jumping from one seat to the other around the whole sanctuary just to play scissors paper stone.&lt;br /&gt;-,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 'tag,-and-grab-the-friggin-red-flag-but-dont-get-caught' game was super duper fun.&lt;br /&gt;i think i scared ivan or something.&lt;br /&gt;because there were 3 bases.&lt;br /&gt;one outside the sanctuary, one inside the sanctuary, and one just outside the lift, near to the kitchen area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, my base was at the kitchen area.&lt;br /&gt;and i wanted to go to the sanctuary base.&lt;br /&gt;and then when i opened the door to run into the sanctuary, ivan opened the same door at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;and i started SCREAMING, i dont know why. but yes i did.&lt;br /&gt;and ivan freaked out and ran &lt;u&gt;backwards&lt;/u&gt;, which was DAMMN RETARDED AND FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;and i laughed my freaking ass off. and i got tagged by dominic because i was too busy laughing on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAAHHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, and after the games.&lt;br /&gt;there was somemore worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the event, went to bugis with amanda, petrina, and lindyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;couldnt take the damn neoprints because me and petrina were wearing our dearly green shirts.&lt;br /&gt;amanda left early because she had worship practice in church at 6.30 .&lt;br /&gt;and petrina's really lame, because :&lt;br /&gt;PETRINA: you know nobody's perfect right?&lt;br /&gt;AMANDA AND RACHEL: yeahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;PETRINA: i'm that nobody. (:&lt;br /&gt;RACHEL: lame lah.&lt;br /&gt;PETRINA: no, i can walk.&lt;br /&gt;HAAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had dinner with petrina and lindy.&lt;br /&gt;AND I FOUND OUT SOMETHING REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY&lt;br /&gt;FREAKING SHOCKING/SURPRISING FROM LINDY!&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;______ has _ _____ ! (good luck in finding out what's in the blanks. i'm told not to tell.)&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;petrina should know too. because she was around.&lt;br /&gt;SHHHHH, HAHAH. :D okay, im overreacting.&lt;br /&gt;HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and big thanks to alexandra and wenhui who cheered me up alot with retarded smses during my mrt ride home when i was, uh, miserably bored. :D&lt;br /&gt;alex told me about the HEAVY EYE-BAGS TURTLE AND THE FRIGGIN TREE YO!&lt;br /&gt;HAHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohgosh, rachel's being really blessed this few days, months, years.&lt;br /&gt;i dont think my life is screwed already, even though i have to work my ass off to get into double science.&lt;br /&gt;i still thank Father Lord for this life, even though it isn't that perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised i have been laughing alot today. :D&lt;br /&gt;it's been a long time since i laughed and smiled like that. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;[:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ rapeA-MAN ♥ !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;high sex drive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-8061810069381501888?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/8061810069381501888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=8061810069381501888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/8061810069381501888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/8061810069381501888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/02/bead-it-up-akaglghaha-today-was-hotty.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R7cHb7jMDHI/AAAAAAAAAUw/vW8qUx3tp_c/s72-c/vintage.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-6962219752120772728</id><published>2008-02-15T22:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T22:56:43.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R7WmoLjMDDI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/n54C5cXCGR8/s1600-h/i137890271_58381_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167219356702870578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R7WmoLjMDDI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/n54C5cXCGR8/s200/i137890271_58381_7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;spin your way to hollywood&lt;br /&gt;but you'll crash and fall&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;AMANDA MY DEARRR BAOBEIII&lt;br /&gt;called me up to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;rapeA-MAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;love rapeA-MAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RA- rachel&lt;br /&gt;PE- petrina&lt;br /&gt;AM- amanda&lt;br /&gt;AN(NA)- natalie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually RAPE came out when me and petrina were busy playing afool with our names to make a name for our company, where we design amazingly cool clothes.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahnevermind.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just being random again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-6962219752120772728?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/6962219752120772728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=6962219752120772728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/6962219752120772728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/6962219752120772728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/02/spin-your-way-to-hollywood-but-youll.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R7WmoLjMDDI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/n54C5cXCGR8/s72-c/i137890271_58381_7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-2483389182721332828</id><published>2008-02-15T18:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T20:16:15.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R7Vzs7jMDCI/AAAAAAAAAUI/QgCUu2IiaOo/s1600-h/asdasd.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167163363214232610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R7Vzs7jMDCI/AAAAAAAAAUI/QgCUu2IiaOo/s200/asdasd.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;life starts of with many pretty colours&lt;br /&gt;but it soons fades to black and white&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;hohohohho.&lt;br /&gt;have no cell today.&lt;br /&gt;no gb on fridays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awfafhadghsohiosadsdafpafpaygpaygaojsfasjfipagfahgipadgapgiaiehga.&lt;br /&gt;thus i shall bore your eyes out of colour.&lt;br /&gt;[[[[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's chinese class was exceptionally fun.&lt;br /&gt;here's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) nikkitoh and david have been taught the bimbo cheer, thanks to the LEONG sisters :D&lt;br /&gt;2) i became nikkitoh for once, and nikkitoh became rachel. but i soon had to become rachel again, because i could not stand nikkitoh for making rachel look so gay&lt;br /&gt;3) if you think you have a bomb shelter which is very useful at home, nikkitoh has a better one, made up of chicken feathers.&lt;br /&gt;4) nikkitoh bathes once in every three months.&lt;br /&gt;5) he lives in a high-tech kampong, where all the money goes to the machines to make cows produce milk and chickens to produce eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's more to it thou.&lt;br /&gt;but i have forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;there was a long conversation, but i dont know what and which came first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow got GB :D&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow got KALEO WORSHIP :D&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow got I DONT KNOW WHAT :D&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow got I DONT KNOW WHAT, AGAIN :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-2483389182721332828?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/2483389182721332828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=2483389182721332828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/2483389182721332828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/2483389182721332828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/02/life-starts-of-with-many-pretty-colours.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R7Vzs7jMDCI/AAAAAAAAAUI/QgCUu2IiaOo/s72-c/asdasd.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-3010759311156787795</id><published>2008-02-14T22:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T22:22:24.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R7RNd7jMDAI/AAAAAAAAAT4/05V4Z6Gubbw/s1600-h/icons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166839849097628674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R7RNd7jMDAI/AAAAAAAAAT4/05V4Z6Gubbw/s200/icons.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINES DAYY :D&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhahaha. i had two really hot dates for today.&lt;br /&gt;one with my math tution in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;and one with my chinese tution in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rocks right?&lt;br /&gt;during valentines day i study for education.&lt;br /&gt;screw the place im studying in now.&lt;br /&gt;every morning also treated like some dog.&lt;br /&gt;"ON YOUR FEET, UP!"&lt;br /&gt;please man, you calling me a female dog/bitch?&lt;br /&gt;MANNERS PLEASE, and please, respect the whole cohord of sec1s - 5s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, screw the education. i have to suffer another 8 years or more of education.&lt;br /&gt;yesyes, i shall make it to the end, or die to the end.&lt;br /&gt;either way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall own/screw it, which will make my HISTORY, HISTORY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;[:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-3010759311156787795?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/3010759311156787795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=3010759311156787795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/3010759311156787795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/3010759311156787795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentines-dayy-d-ahhahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R7RNd7jMDAI/AAAAAAAAAT4/05V4Z6Gubbw/s72-c/icons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-8816648883017593621</id><published>2008-02-10T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T21:11:54.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R6718bjMC_I/AAAAAAAAATw/a2rYjSUsVXk/s1600-h/Picture+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165336241176841202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R6718bjMC_I/AAAAAAAAATw/a2rYjSUsVXk/s200/Picture+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R670CrjMC-I/AAAAAAAAATo/Pv2BO9Mzv9g/s1600-h/Picture+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165334149527768034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R670CrjMC-I/AAAAAAAAATo/Pv2BO9Mzv9g/s200/Picture+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R67xHbjMC7I/AAAAAAAAATU/JZ95zhq9U1U/s1600-h/Picture+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165330932597263282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R67xHbjMC7I/AAAAAAAAATU/JZ95zhq9U1U/s200/Picture+119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R67wVrjMC5I/AAAAAAAAATE/GGPqZ29FSA0/s1600-h/Picture+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165330077898771346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R67wVrjMC5I/AAAAAAAAATE/GGPqZ29FSA0/s200/Picture+109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R67uYbjMC3I/AAAAAAAAAS0/YGIIo5gOu80/s1600-h/Picture+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165327926120156018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R67uYbjMC3I/AAAAAAAAAS0/YGIIo5gOu80/s200/Picture+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R67t9rjMC2I/AAAAAAAAASs/jW2757ieUcs/s1600-h/Picture+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165327466558655330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R67t9rjMC2I/AAAAAAAAASs/jW2757ieUcs/s200/Picture+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;played twister, settlers and swap with the new bs group.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sec1 and sec2s combined just for today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sec2s have been splitted up, the hamiguas have officially come to an end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;:[&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today's the last day of the week. tomorrrow's monday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh goodness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm gonna faint due to the knowing that it's back to school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hate education, who doesnt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gosh.&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/33646040-8816648883017593621?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/8816648883017593621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=8816648883017593621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/8816648883017593621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/8816648883017593621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/02/played-twister-settlers-and-swap-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R6718bjMC_I/AAAAAAAAATw/a2rYjSUsVXk/s72-c/Picture+064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-3936357775187062323</id><published>2008-02-09T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T23:37:20.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last day of CNY :D&lt;br /&gt;rock alright. doesn't seem like a normal CNY, i see less red and more rainbow colours.&lt;br /&gt;actually, im just concerned about the money. :D&lt;br /&gt;it's like a student's salary for the year. because we worked so hard.(?!!)&lt;br /&gt;oh, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back from cheryl's house.&lt;br /&gt;aelthsalghlashshdug.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so freaking ragged out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, PRAISE THE LORD :D&lt;br /&gt;it's sunday tomorrow, yeahhh! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's starting on monday.&lt;br /&gt;UGHHHH, homework and studying.&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL REIGN OVER YOU HOMEWORK AND STUDIES! somehow. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R62q17jMC0I/AAAAAAAAASc/8fpXqIENYPc/s1600-h/Picture+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164972191158897474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R62q17jMC0I/AAAAAAAAASc/8fpXqIENYPc/s200/Picture+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheryl and her money counting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R62pQ7jMCxI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZVWUuRJql1A/s1600-h/Picture+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164970455992109842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R62pQ7jMCxI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZVWUuRJql1A/s200/Picture+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;cousin, cousin, cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R62mOLjMCwI/AAAAAAAAAR8/kQ360lE8gDw/s1600-h/Picture+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164967110212586242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R62mOLjMCwI/AAAAAAAAAR8/kQ360lE8gDw/s200/Picture+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;cousin, watermelon, geraldine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R62rp7jMC1I/AAAAAAAAASk/JpzUCgewEME/s1600-h/Picture+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164973084512095058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R62rp7jMC1I/AAAAAAAAASk/JpzUCgewEME/s200/Picture+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R62mOLjMCwI/AAAAAAAAAR8/kQ360lE8gDw/s1600-h/Picture+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. i so want to watch &lt;em&gt;the leap years&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i'm draggingggg myself to remember the date.&lt;br /&gt;OHGOSH. 29 feb you better zoom nearer.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;blessed be the name of the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;you give and take away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-3936357775187062323?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/3936357775187062323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=3936357775187062323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/3936357775187062323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/3936357775187062323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/02/last-day-of-cny-d-rock-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R62q17jMC0I/AAAAAAAAASc/8fpXqIENYPc/s72-c/Picture+056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-844092407304128785</id><published>2008-02-08T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T00:19:47.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R6x0R_yKImI/AAAAAAAAARk/x7snKQmnmCo/s1600-h/q56639970.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164630725215527522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R6x0R_yKImI/AAAAAAAAARk/x7snKQmnmCo/s200/q56639970.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;count the blessings.&lt;/em&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;went out with jannelle again :D&lt;br /&gt;watched ah long pte ltd with her at marina.&lt;br /&gt;it was like some ghost town or something, you walk in.&lt;br /&gt;and every shop is CLOSED, exception to some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ah long pte ltd.&lt;br /&gt;OH GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;DANIEL TAN IS HOT :D&lt;br /&gt;THE HOTNESS OF THE HOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R6x5GfyKIoI/AAAAAAAAAR0/rom8S8rRBss/s1600-h/daaaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164636025205170818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R6x5GfyKIoI/AAAAAAAAAR0/rom8S8rRBss/s200/daaaa.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken from the mediacorpraintree web, :D&lt;br /&gt;it saves you the energy to find his face :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesyes, my dear alexandra agrees too, so i'm the only individual being mad.&lt;br /&gt;if you think im mad, go check out her blog.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29 feb, the leap years.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna own you! :D&lt;br /&gt;it's a new movie, i saw the trailer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S AMAZINGLY FABBB! [:&lt;br /&gt;love story please.&lt;br /&gt;it's like.&lt;br /&gt;SECRET, number 2?&lt;br /&gt;just that there's no travelling in time, and nice music scores.&lt;br /&gt;just a singaporean film with an captivating story line :D&lt;br /&gt;seriouslyyyyy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-844092407304128785?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/844092407304128785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=844092407304128785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/844092407304128785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/844092407304128785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/02/ihmex-yo-d-went-out-with-jannelle-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R6x0R_yKImI/AAAAAAAAARk/x7snKQmnmCo/s72-c/q56639970.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-4352647915755024091</id><published>2008-02-08T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T01:18:26.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R6s5hPyKIlI/AAAAAAAAARc/67KZ5R_AbyY/s1600-h/156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164284641045783122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R6s5hPyKIlI/AAAAAAAAARc/67KZ5R_AbyY/s200/156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cousin jannelle&lt;br /&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&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&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she just has a dark tan, because i know i'm not THAT pale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEARRR :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, imma one day late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah who cares. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's 1am now. i cant sleep until my brother goes to sleep, because me and jannelle are sleeping in the study room tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my brother's busy playing his computer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and jannelle's watching youtube.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because we're so borreddd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and guess what i found when she was watching youtube.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she was watching BRATZ the movie, and i found this song, at the end of the movie, when the credits were rolling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's really really nice. just that i can't find the full version of it on imeem, it's only 30 seconds. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's called&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rainy day, by janel parrish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go check it out, you can find the music video on youtube too :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and guess what, it's really cool alright, just go listen if you have the heart to do so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/uahrXu7qrY/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/uahrXu7qrY/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-4352647915755024091?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/4352647915755024091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=4352647915755024091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/4352647915755024091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/4352647915755024091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/02/cousin-jannelle-happy-chinese-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R6s5hPyKIlI/AAAAAAAAARc/67KZ5R_AbyY/s72-c/156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-5451187501010681585</id><published>2008-02-06T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T23:14:51.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R6nNifyKIkI/AAAAAAAAARU/UHswIwoWTo0/s1600-h/ththBlueRose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163884440288109122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R6nNifyKIkI/AAAAAAAAARU/UHswIwoWTo0/s200/ththBlueRose.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as odd looking the blue rose can be.&lt;br /&gt;it stands out.&lt;br /&gt;it shows it's individuality among the others.&lt;br /&gt;it symbolises more than love, it's enchanting.&lt;br /&gt;it's far more unique, it's too special to be considered as a rose.&lt;br /&gt;there's an awkward beauty in this flower, it's just too charming.&lt;br /&gt;not knowing whether it exists.&lt;br /&gt;the sight of this radiant and charming stalk of flower, just tells me that this rose isn't one which is often given on valentines day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-5451187501010681585?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/5451187501010681585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=5451187501010681585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/5451187501010681585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/5451187501010681585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/02/as-odd-looking-blue-rose-can-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R6nNifyKIkI/AAAAAAAAARU/UHswIwoWTo0/s72-c/ththBlueRose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-2680055852711692246</id><published>2008-02-06T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T18:03:26.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NANNYANGGG PRIMARRYY.&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU SO FREAKING FRICKING FROCKING FRUCKING FRAAKING MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had half day at school today.&lt;br /&gt;i cried during school, THANKS TO A YOUTUBE VIDEO.&lt;br /&gt;because miss chye was allowing the class girls to use the computer in the homeroom, and they were watching sad sad sad sad music videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh, RACHEL CRIED FOR A YOUTUBE VIDEO. it's just really super sad.&lt;br /&gt;but it's just a song/music video, that i keep telling myself.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, huiting told me she cried when she watched the video too, so i'm not alone. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to nanyang.&lt;br /&gt;saw the yingsham girl that was from KCP, she transfered to ST MARGS(!?!!!!). and she says she wants to come back to KCP, and she's on the waiting list of KCP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw mrs tan. im still taller than her :D&lt;br /&gt;met the others, oh my. i really have shrunk. almost every guy is taller than me, and that REALLY sucks. because i was ONCE taller than all of them, except for some.&lt;br /&gt;i hate my height. grow taller rachel! grow taller!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some group of girls, walk pass us. look down on us.&lt;br /&gt;because we were from so called neighbourhood schools.&lt;br /&gt;like whatthehell man, we were all from the same primary school.&lt;br /&gt;being from a prestigious school doesnt make you anything. it just shows that you are from a better school than others. it doesn't make you smarter.&lt;br /&gt;it only has more work and more studying than certain schools.&lt;br /&gt;if people were to work hard, i'm sure there will be far more many smarter people in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, went to have lunch. and went to grace's house.&lt;br /&gt;watched devil wears prada, and half way. we changed it to transporters 2, i think.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what the movie's called. but i know it's just fighting and punching and alot of actions.&lt;br /&gt;so boring. &gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and random shots i took to bore you out. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R6l9IfyKIiI/AAAAAAAAARE/AlnkUabbNFc/s1600-h/Picture+390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163796032681288226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R6l9IfyKIiI/AAAAAAAAARE/AlnkUabbNFc/s200/Picture+390.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R6l9mvyKIjI/AAAAAAAAARM/3EuYRjJyNdY/s1600-h/Picture+392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163796552372331058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R6l9mvyKIjI/AAAAAAAAARM/3EuYRjJyNdY/s200/Picture+392.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reunion, reunite. happy family oh 6A :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;flawless imaginaries, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how unlike of me to be them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-2680055852711692246?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/2680055852711692246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=2680055852711692246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/2680055852711692246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/2680055852711692246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/02/nannyanggg-primarryy.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R6l9IfyKIiI/AAAAAAAAARE/AlnkUabbNFc/s72-c/Picture+390.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-7273743332832133777</id><published>2008-02-05T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T13:00:51.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in school.&lt;br /&gt;so lame, just now during recess.&lt;br /&gt;it was laughing hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wenhui stole sarahleong's last piece of chicken.&lt;br /&gt;we sang BARBIE GIRL (oh, come one barbie, let's go party.)&lt;br /&gt;there was soup flinging, there was utensils fighting and there was damn alot of laughing.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;and DRAMA! oh my, it was GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later gonna PIZZAAAA!&lt;br /&gt;and today is the last studying day of the week :D&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, gonna have half day. gonna visit NYPS. oh damn, so happy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wenhui, sarahLEONG and keanna are leaving tonight, so they wont be coming to school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;ahh, cheryl's not coming too.  O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aworih getioe ahge yaig teal ghaeh gish,&lt;br /&gt;satoi hweiog hoeq haioe wail ghese ilah gilaeh,&lt;br /&gt;ajefhersa dahgefahe ghes vrange horg trih dameg!&lt;br /&gt;i have the amazing skills to read this language alright. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;teardrop hitting the piano keys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-7273743332832133777?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/7273743332832133777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=7273743332832133777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/7273743332832133777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/7273743332832133777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/02/in-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-5871597192211817132</id><published>2008-02-03T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T17:36:53.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R6WDIvyKIhI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/2GL-y-GmFEY/s1600-h/2q8mse1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162676734139179538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R6WDIvyKIhI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/2GL-y-GmFEY/s200/2q8mse1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;what the love&lt;/em&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;ahahhaha. i met lex the sex today :D&lt;br /&gt;and kaleo- was, uh. memoriable, like almost every other sunday. just that this time it was much more &lt;em&gt;memoriable&lt;/em&gt; ? :D&lt;br /&gt;mainly because joshua tay is now taller than me. two weeks ago, i was taller than him. now, he's taller than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my goodness. its been far too long since i've seen alex. she's grown taller too.&lt;br /&gt;i think im shrinking in height, sucks. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and really, we updated each other about our LIVES. :D&lt;br /&gt;yeah, she's living her life far far far far more happier than me, damn you alexandra low yeqi. &gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;you're so lucky :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeahhhhh, really great seeing her again. :D 2 and a half months plus since i last saw her, oh damnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ole vid are ye rounde(?!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-5871597192211817132?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/5871597192211817132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=5871597192211817132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/5871597192211817132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/5871597192211817132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-love-ahahhaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R6WDIvyKIhI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/2GL-y-GmFEY/s72-c/2q8mse1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-2779212275439721834</id><published>2008-02-02T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T17:07:08.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R6QqKfyKIgI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/sls0L6-vf3U/s1600-h/adgs.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162297432692367874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R6QqKfyKIgI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/sls0L6-vf3U/s200/adgs.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;the frills at the edges.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;incomplete.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yet beautiful&lt;/em&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;yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;a sec1 girl walked into the guys toilet while she was talking.&lt;br /&gt;and she did not realise it.&lt;br /&gt;until she entered it.&lt;br /&gt;and her friends didnt even know it either.&lt;br /&gt;so they half-blindly followed her in, until they saw the toilet sign and the girl soon came running out.&lt;br /&gt;-,-&lt;br /&gt;thats how my friends are.&lt;br /&gt;we dumbly follow each other, because we talk too much.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH! okay no. just a random quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had GB today.&lt;br /&gt;we got our badges, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;we got our ranks, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;we dont have our lanyards, ugh, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;because we have no lanyards, we cant put on the red arrow rank thingy and the GB logo thingy.&lt;br /&gt;sucksss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was marching today at drill, which ROCKED. :D&lt;br /&gt;and the &lt;em&gt;challenge&lt;/em&gt; was made up of all the sec2 lance coporals :DD ! and two sec3s. O:&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow im meeting sexayyelexayye for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;still rocking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-2779212275439721834?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/2779212275439721834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=2779212275439721834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/2779212275439721834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/2779212275439721834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/02/frills-at-edges.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R6QqKfyKIgI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/sls0L6-vf3U/s72-c/adgs.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-4960748750096581239</id><published>2008-01-27T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T20:48:18.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HISTORY RESEARCH IS KILLING ME. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I HAVE TO REPHRASE ONE DAMN LONG PAGE OF RESEARCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHY DOES THE FOUNDER OF SINGAPORE HAVE SUCH LONG HISTORY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M GETTING DISTRACTED EVERY 20 SECONDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GET BEHIND ME RACHEL.&lt;br /&gt;GO AND STUDY.&lt;br /&gt;RAHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&gt;:DDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-4960748750096581239?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/4960748750096581239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=4960748750096581239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/4960748750096581239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/4960748750096581239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/01/history-research-is-killing-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-5417183545633412266</id><published>2008-01-27T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T15:45:01.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R5wr4fyKIfI/AAAAAAAAAQs/QKpN-ks2N-U/s1600-h/braceletscoverscars.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160047522664292850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R5wr4fyKIfI/AAAAAAAAAQs/QKpN-ks2N-U/s200/braceletscoverscars.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;i watch you bangle it up each day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;as i stand by.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;laughing.&lt;/em&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;churched today :D&lt;br /&gt;i really love going to church.&lt;br /&gt;sing, worship, praise God.&lt;br /&gt;talk, laugh, and laugh somemore.&lt;br /&gt;talk about the week, gossip somemore.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. always great to share such joy with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and worship today was great.&lt;br /&gt;GEFC is the place to be every sunday.&lt;br /&gt;for food. and for fun. for laughter and for crapping. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, im advertising my church. o_o&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow school's starting.&lt;br /&gt;this is so sad.&lt;br /&gt;the sky outside my window is like. damn dark.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, it will be this gigantic thunderstorm. that will shake the whole world.&lt;br /&gt;and then cause all school buildings to come tumbling down. so there will be no place for us to study.&lt;br /&gt;AND IT SHALL TAKE 5 MONTHS FOR THE SCHOOL'S TO GET RENOVATED.&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN WE DONT HAVE TO GO TO SCHOOL.  :D&lt;br /&gt;instead we have classes held in BIG COOL function rooms in hotels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT WOULD BE DAMN COOL :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;rachel's waking up yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-5417183545633412266?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/5417183545633412266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=5417183545633412266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/5417183545633412266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/5417183545633412266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-watch-you-bangle-it-up-each-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R5wr4fyKIfI/AAAAAAAAAQs/QKpN-ks2N-U/s72-c/braceletscoverscars.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-6357829923118756030</id><published>2008-01-26T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T17:52:37.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R5sB4PyKIeI/AAAAAAAAAQk/qw0WDZJFFT4/s1600-h/IMG_1607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159719863904248290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R5sB4PyKIeI/AAAAAAAAAQk/qw0WDZJFFT4/s200/IMG_1607.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R5sApPyKIdI/AAAAAAAAAQc/0lQzUejIl6c/s1600-h/IMG_1606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159718506694582738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R5sApPyKIdI/AAAAAAAAAQc/0lQzUejIl6c/s200/IMG_1606.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R5r_8fyKIcI/AAAAAAAAAQU/wDli39dhMrI/s1600-h/IMG_1609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159717737895436738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R5r_8fyKIcI/AAAAAAAAAQU/wDli39dhMrI/s200/IMG_1609.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R5r-7PyKIbI/AAAAAAAAAQM/-wGvihPRqOI/s1600-h/IMG_1611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159716616908972466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R5r-7PyKIbI/AAAAAAAAAQM/-wGvihPRqOI/s200/IMG_1611.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R5r0kPyKIaI/AAAAAAAAAQE/Zf1Ov094GUk/s1600-h/IMG_1614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159705226655703458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R5r0kPyKIaI/AAAAAAAAAQE/Zf1Ov094GUk/s200/IMG_1614.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R5rz2vyKIZI/AAAAAAAAAP8/24r_s02X1n4/s1600-h/IMG_1583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159704444971655570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R5rz2vyKIZI/AAAAAAAAAP8/24r_s02X1n4/s200/IMG_1583.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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy sweetsixteen cousin dominic :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had a great time at hard rock! :D&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/33646040-6357829923118756030?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/6357829923118756030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=6357829923118756030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/6357829923118756030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/6357829923118756030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-sweetsixteen-cousin-dominic-d-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R5sB4PyKIeI/AAAAAAAAAQk/qw0WDZJFFT4/s72-c/IMG_1607.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-5885568263365508135</id><published>2008-01-25T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T16:39:17.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R5oFPfyKIYI/AAAAAAAAAP0/R4XGhujWCN8/s1600-h/Picture+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159442086894379394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R5oFPfyKIYI/AAAAAAAAAP0/R4XGhujWCN8/s200/Picture+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i saw joel dance.&lt;br /&gt;i witnessed joel dance.&lt;br /&gt;and i heard him say 'YOU! YOU!'&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;second post today. [:&lt;br /&gt;reached PS at like 7pm, saw nicole. then the rest joined. vanessa and joshua couldn't make it, sad.&lt;br /&gt;then we like, briskwalked to SMU, to the theatre for the performance.&lt;br /&gt;and the theatre is freaking small. o_o you can fit like, two and a half classes inside only. and there were even like, people sitting on the floor. i felt so small and little, because the others were uni-students.&lt;br /&gt;and me and my cell were like, the only kids, besides sharyn.&lt;br /&gt;and you could not get seats earlier unless you had your name registered, fortunately, joel registered our names :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN I SAW JOEL DANCE! AHAHHAHAHHAHHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, he can dance, well. at least i think so. and there was one part it was like that:&lt;br /&gt;the music scratches on purpose. and joel and his dance mates started making alot of noise. i heard joel say 'YOU! YOU!' and i started laughing like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you dont have to get what im saying, i didn't get it either. i just laughed at joel saying 'YOU! YOU!' because they were like, dancing dancing dancing, when they suddenly pause and start making alot of noise and joel goes 'YOU! YOU!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the contemporary dancers were like abcdefghijk good alright. one of the girls can do more than a split. more like a 190 degree split. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when it ended, went to find joel. HE WAS FULL OF MAKE UP. nah, all performers dancing have to wear makeup anyway. took a group photo with his eyes were closed. HAH!&lt;br /&gt;and went to PS. went to walk around, talked. laughed. talked more. laughed more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the second last meeting together as a sec2 cell, just that joshua and vanessa are not around.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-5885568263365508135?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/5885568263365508135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=5885568263365508135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/5885568263365508135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/5885568263365508135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-saw-joel-dance.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R5oFPfyKIYI/AAAAAAAAAP0/R4XGhujWCN8/s72-c/Picture+060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-7765330069710407542</id><published>2008-01-25T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T17:36:52.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R5mp1fyKIXI/AAAAAAAAAPs/i1F2ALgEZK4/s1600-h/1324.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159341584659652978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R5mp1fyKIXI/AAAAAAAAAPs/i1F2ALgEZK4/s200/1324.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;every move and step you make.&lt;br /&gt;is captured.&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;SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;IS&lt;br /&gt;OUT&lt;br /&gt;for the weekend, sadly, and not for the inifinity of years. ):&lt;br /&gt;after school, went to j8 with joanne. found out that both of us have the flotus(?!) thingy. and then we started talking about invisible clouds and floating clouds. pretending we are playing video games and make them stay afloat.&lt;br /&gt;o_o&lt;br /&gt;i know. we are ohso lunatic. maybe because it's full moon on the other side of the world.&lt;br /&gt;met sarahyim on 156 today. saw alessia. the girl from my math tution class, when i was, P4/P5.&lt;br /&gt;then talked with them, and talked and talked. seemed like a kinda short bus ride. ):&lt;br /&gt;and we suddenly crapped about ALISONNNNNNNNN :D and her two bestfriends i dont know what they're names are.&lt;br /&gt;sarah's school sounds damn screwed man. mainly because i'm just slow, and did not realise it till like. four weeks later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to joel ng's concert later with the rest of the cellgroup.&lt;br /&gt;he's dancing, as in. CHACHA/SALSA DANCING.&lt;br /&gt;o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. we'll see how good he can dance. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there's not little enemy my dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-7765330069710407542?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/7765330069710407542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=7765330069710407542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/7765330069710407542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/7765330069710407542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/01/every-move-and-step-you-make.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R5mp1fyKIXI/AAAAAAAAAPs/i1F2ALgEZK4/s72-c/1324.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-4110833763008769910</id><published>2008-01-20T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T22:10:03.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R5NE8Fve3rI/AAAAAAAAAPk/0-YMrPM0SQk/s1600-h/Picture+230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157541797393522354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R5NE8Fve3rI/AAAAAAAAAPk/0-YMrPM0SQk/s200/Picture+230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hey evangeline! [:&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;had church today.&lt;br /&gt;sengwhye came to visit kaleo, after 29834696929526193 years. O:&lt;br /&gt;okay, after church. went to eat with the rest of kaleo [:&lt;br /&gt;and went to bugis with evangeline, amanda and natalie.&lt;br /&gt;took neos. talked. but amanda had fever, so natalie brought her back.&lt;br /&gt;get well soon [: rest well! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continued walking around with evangeline.&lt;br /&gt;and, i declare. that going to bugis street.&lt;br /&gt;IS THE WORST PLACE FOR ME TO GO.&lt;br /&gt;i dont like bugis street, no, i HATE bugis street. it was natalie and amanda who brought me there last year, and i sweared that i would not step back inside that hot, humid, stuffy, awful place.&lt;br /&gt;and today, sadly- i had to go back to get dominic's present. if he doesnt fit into that pair of skinnys, im going to ask him to go back and find the stupid shop and refund.&lt;br /&gt;fine, thats not a nice way.&lt;br /&gt;i'll just have to suffocate myself and go back to bugis street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and when me and evan left bugis street. IT WAS DANG RAINING. luckily i brought the umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;and we crossed the road, smoothly. because there wasn't the heavy group pedestrians crossing from bugis to bugis street. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to raffles city to have ben and jerrys.&lt;br /&gt;we were suppost to go to island creamery, but evangeline was meeting the young adults for dinner, so she couldnt follow me all the way back to bukit timah. ):&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, had fun today [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everybody has a poison apple in them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-4110833763008769910?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/4110833763008769910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=4110833763008769910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/4110833763008769910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/4110833763008769910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/01/hey-evangeline-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R5NE8Fve3rI/AAAAAAAAAPk/0-YMrPM0SQk/s72-c/Picture+230.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-5759668899093807832</id><published>2008-01-19T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T20:28:40.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R5Hrmlve3qI/AAAAAAAAAPc/z7WagzskSqg/s1600-h/sun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157162096514752162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R5Hrmlve3qI/AAAAAAAAAPc/z7WagzskSqg/s200/sun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; im like BURNT!&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;thanks to the GB drill today.&lt;br /&gt;amazing man. first time i got sunburnt during a drill practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay whatever. i have rosy cheeks now. and a red nose.&lt;br /&gt;im a cross-breed of rudolph the rednose reindeer and some red cheek person.&lt;br /&gt;it's horrible, ah whatever. im so red. but not that red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO SARAHLEONG! :D&lt;br /&gt;hope you enjoyed your 14th birthday. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and back to drill practice again.&lt;br /&gt;oh crap. the boots were burning HOT. i didnt coat my boots, and my toes were melting under the hothot sun.  O:&lt;br /&gt;so hot.! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so close to everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-5759668899093807832?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/5759668899093807832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=5759668899093807832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/5759668899093807832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/5759668899093807832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-like-burnt-thanks-to-gb-drill-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R5Hrmlve3qI/AAAAAAAAAPc/z7WagzskSqg/s72-c/sun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-712754689550578392</id><published>2008-01-18T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T23:56:52.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R5DLilve3pI/AAAAAAAAAPU/VMqAbUihVyg/s1600-h/40d25e6e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156845368446475922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R5DLilve3pI/AAAAAAAAAPU/VMqAbUihVyg/s200/40d25e6e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'M FOURTEEN YO!&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&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh im fourteen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hello you little people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im older than you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe not so little.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O_O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks to all those who sent me the happy birthday wishes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the lovely people who gave me such wonderful surprises!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the GREAT. SWEET. LOVELY. NON-FORGETTABLE PRESENTS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know who you are. and i really really thank God for such great friends who wish a simple happy birthday. [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i thank God for each and every one of you for remembering my birthday, and making my day much better just by saying an easy HAPPY BIRTHDAY [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;birthdays can really be big surprises [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;birthdays can be as simple as nothing, but yet be as memoriable like something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;18 january oh my loveee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-712754689550578392?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/712754689550578392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=712754689550578392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/712754689550578392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/712754689550578392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-fourteen-yo-oh-im-fourteen.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R5DLilve3pI/AAAAAAAAAPU/VMqAbUihVyg/s72-c/40d25e6e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-8038628411508792464</id><published>2008-01-13T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T17:13:18.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R4nSXFve3oI/AAAAAAAAAPM/gQ-1nKrpYgY/s1600-h/old.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154882542622400130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R4nSXFve3oI/AAAAAAAAAPM/gQ-1nKrpYgY/s200/old.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 5 days to the 14th birthday&lt;br /&gt;im getting older.&lt;br /&gt;and no. i dont want to grow up.&lt;br /&gt;]:&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i was the tall girl who was nerdy, and didnt know what was- fringe. - and that shows im still young and not growing yet.&lt;br /&gt;time's flying like the wind, it's so fast. it's hardly noticeable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to church today, natalie didnt turn up. :[&lt;br /&gt;okay. anyway, today after kaleo.&lt;br /&gt;talked to petrina, and it's damn retarded and funny alright. but it's her last sunday there before she returns back to her catholic church. :[&lt;br /&gt;cousin dominic still can't roll his eyes, horrific. and he's my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;school's starting tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;i want to celebrate my birthday faster, and go out with the others on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like evangeline. i love sundays alot too.&lt;br /&gt;and my cell's splitting in febuary, im gonna miss them alot.&lt;br /&gt;have been in the same sunday school as them since i was K1. until the same cell group when im sec2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahhhh. the memories, the sharing, the crapping, the laughing, the lameness of the group.&lt;br /&gt;dont think it will be the same when febuary comes.&lt;br /&gt;well, me and lindy will try to make noise. ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;everybody's bad and good&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-8038628411508792464?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/8038628411508792464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=8038628411508792464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/8038628411508792464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/8038628411508792464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/01/5-days-to-14th-birthday-im-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R4nSXFve3oI/AAAAAAAAAPM/gQ-1nKrpYgY/s72-c/old.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-2466518469859049756</id><published>2008-01-12T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T19:12:02.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R4iUulve3kI/AAAAAAAAAOs/enAGaO0nbwY/s1600-h/thParis2.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154533301651693122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R4iUulve3kI/AAAAAAAAAOs/enAGaO0nbwY/s200/thParis2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh Lord. bring me to the place called home.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fast enough so that reality ends and all comes to rest.&lt;/em&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;ohmygosh. a very COOL number of sec1s came to GB.&lt;br /&gt;okay whatever. still thank God for making all possible.&lt;br /&gt;the games were stupid.&lt;br /&gt;drill was fun, and super tiring. my right shoulder is aching like mad. or maybe it's just my sling bag.&lt;br /&gt;roll call was . ehm. hard.&lt;br /&gt;joanne is shocked by GB's fast movement of changing. (?!)&lt;br /&gt;and fiona,venus/renus, and shirene agreed to come next week for GB meeting. [:&lt;br /&gt;also thank God for that. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;incomplete puzzles with a fragile base&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-2466518469859049756?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/2466518469859049756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=2466518469859049756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/2466518469859049756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/2466518469859049756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/01/oh-lord.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R4iUulve3kI/AAAAAAAAAOs/enAGaO0nbwY/s72-c/thParis2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-3555010020530971920</id><published>2008-01-11T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T17:19:20.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R4czLlve3iI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Kz0loaxKVLY/s1600-h/running-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154144572751666722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R4czLlve3iI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Kz0loaxKVLY/s200/running-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;running is your passion. uh?&lt;br /&gt;try running in heels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking you are the only one affected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're not alone. you really aren't.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything is still there.&lt;br /&gt;water comes with ruins, the water dries and you see the remains.&lt;br /&gt;it's not as perfect as it once was.&lt;br /&gt;you think that only you think this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;everybody else thinks that way too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everybody has given up, nothing is sticking like it once used to be.&lt;br /&gt;because people have changed.&lt;br /&gt;denial is nothing.&lt;br /&gt;acceptance is something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-3555010020530971920?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/3555010020530971920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=3555010020530971920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/3555010020530971920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/3555010020530971920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/01/running-is-your-passion.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R4czLlve3iI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Kz0loaxKVLY/s72-c/running-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-8029105427037904021</id><published>2008-01-07T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T19:50:14.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>joanne wants to transfer to GB [:&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOO! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second week of school.&lt;br /&gt;what i learnt from last week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this&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;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R4IOU1ve3gI/AAAAAAAAAOM/7XzzwnSXYi8/s1600-h/Picture+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152696674851675650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R4IOU1ve3gI/AAAAAAAAAOM/7XzzwnSXYi8/s200/Picture+097.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CME's homeroom is faciliated with a mirror at the back. just for us [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;masked white lies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-8029105427037904021?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/8029105427037904021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=8029105427037904021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/8029105427037904021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/8029105427037904021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/01/joanne-wants-to-transfer-to-gb.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R4IOU1ve3gI/AAAAAAAAAOM/7XzzwnSXYi8/s72-c/Picture+097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-5482627530261624675</id><published>2008-01-04T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T00:23:12.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FIRST WEEK OF SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;IS SUPER TIRING [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, had CCA ORIENTATION tody.&lt;br /&gt;omg, its retarded. none of the GB girls knew how to do the tent, so we had to ask the BB boys to help us set it up. stupid right? we got the decorations from the GB room, and it's like freaking dusty. but who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and like we only saw two to three classes. whathehell right? the rest were in the canteen. and there was only the booths for GB, GG, BB, NPCC, NDPCC(whatever you call it), BAND, and DRAMA CLUB.&lt;br /&gt;like where were the rest of the CCAs.&lt;br /&gt;-,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i was happy enough to go crazy enough to stick masking tapes on my shirt.&lt;br /&gt;JOIN GB AND YOU'LL BE PRETTY LIKE ME (HAH! )&lt;br /&gt;JOIN GB BECAUSE I SAID SO.&lt;br /&gt;MY NAME IS NOT RACHEL&lt;br /&gt;THE PERSON BESIDE ME IS _____.&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;DONT LOOK AT MY SHOES, pasted it on my shoes.&lt;br /&gt;so cool uh?&lt;br /&gt;[: GB 28th COY rocks to the whatever core man. then i saw the two girls whom me, sarahleong and wenhui saw on the first day of school&lt;br /&gt;the cheryl and dont know who. brought them to the booth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the booth's like damn cool okay. we spent a damn long time just tying the banner across the concourse. and it was just super noisy when the sec1s came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there were just some super _____ girls who i JUST cannot stand.&lt;br /&gt;i ask the two girls. do you want to join GB?&lt;br /&gt;and they are like, uh. i dont want. thankyou, go away.&lt;br /&gt;i felt like slapping them the moment i heard it uh. some assholes man.&lt;br /&gt;cant believe they're in the batch of sec1s. im so happy they're not in GB.&lt;br /&gt;and the second girl that nadine told me about.&lt;br /&gt;"GIVE ME 101 REASONS EACH, WHY I SHOULD JOIN GB."&lt;br /&gt;oh freak off. dont need to be that disrespectful, and congragulations, you just got onto the hated list by 927349237509243 girls.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe it's just each year the batches get more rebellious? or is it just the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think only some of the sec1s of 2008 are nice, i see them enter the school hall.&lt;br /&gt;skirts shorter than mine when i entered kcpss.&lt;br /&gt;i remember mine was like at the knee, AND I REMEMBER THAT VERYVERYVERY CLEARLY. i was so damn cool bean of the nerds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, and their skirts are like abcdefg short, considered for their first day of school.&lt;br /&gt;and their attitude is abcdefg bad.&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe it. they even had a campfire.&lt;br /&gt;the sec1s of 2007 didnt even have a campfire man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i miss onetruth 2007.&lt;br /&gt;twotruth's doesnt seem the same, the class seems empty.&lt;br /&gt;really empty, hardly any jokes, or maybe it's just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;santaclause. you suck. screw your hair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-5482627530261624675?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/5482627530261624675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=5482627530261624675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/5482627530261624675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/5482627530261624675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-week-of-school-is-super-tiring.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-7332580015091210297</id><published>2007-12-31T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T21:50:28.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i shall blog on the last day of 2007.&lt;br /&gt;okay. [:&lt;br /&gt;i didnt get thrashed by my tutor today, she didn't even scold me. i was damn happy alright, anyway she's a really nice and kind lady. she tells me alot of stuff, and i get lazy and dont bother to read. she just lectures me and give funny expressions.  [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today's perfect to end the year 2007.&lt;br /&gt;beside the fact that i cant go out till after midnight.&lt;br /&gt;im not allowed to celebrate it outside, when my siblings are out there doing i-dont-know-what.&lt;br /&gt;and yeahhhhh. its the worst to celebrate the last day of 2007, and the first day of 2008 this way.&lt;br /&gt;but i cant wait for 18 january.  [:&lt;br /&gt;i want . ? dontknowyet.&lt;br /&gt;heck, im left with like damn little money. but my allowance's coming back up this week. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmygoshhh.&lt;br /&gt;school's starting on wednesday. i haven't done the english/literature reading. and the chinese neither. ohcrap, who cares. [:&lt;br /&gt;im going to do it tomorrow, or tonight. maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. and a big thanks to joshua who helped me with the links! [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-7332580015091210297?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/7332580015091210297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=7332580015091210297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/7332580015091210297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/7332580015091210297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-shall-blog-on-last-day-of-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-855931613806323695</id><published>2007-12-30T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T19:50:11.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohmygoshhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have CHINESE TUTION at 9am tomorrow, and i havent done a THING yet.&lt;br /&gt;if the tutor ever complains to my mother about me not doing the work, pray for me. [:&lt;br /&gt;that she will forget whatever homework she gave me two months ago, and think that i am a really really really really good girl who doesnt need to complete the homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmgoshhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;im so dead. still remember to pray. that i wont die. ohsodead. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, went to church today.&lt;br /&gt;ushered, and it was retarded during sermon.&lt;br /&gt;sat on the FLOOR at the BACK of the HALL with none other than LINDY, who always accompanies me when i'm ushering.&lt;br /&gt;and we played BINGOO, im getting so tired of that game. and had thanksgiving right after service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cousin's such an ass.&lt;br /&gt;dominicpeck, if you are reading this. HAPPY NEW YEAR [: !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, changed my skin.&lt;br /&gt;think i will put away my wishlist, none of it seems to be crossed off. it's either i &lt;u&gt;will&lt;/u&gt; or &lt;u&gt;will not&lt;/u&gt; get it. so simple [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'll just live my life simply and study hard.&lt;br /&gt;done with the distractions, i wanna go to JC.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;'cos i dont know how to enjoy life. i enjoyed it plentifully, with the blessings God showered me with. great new-friends, great new-school, great cell group, great new-experiences, and great BSF friends.&lt;br /&gt;i never enjoyed BSF so much till i met the alexandra.&lt;br /&gt;and alexandra, this post was previously not dedicated to you, till i tagged you. -,-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-855931613806323695?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/855931613806323695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=855931613806323695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/855931613806323695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/855931613806323695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2007/12/ohmygoshhhhhhhhhhh-i-have-chinese.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-2919157571038827581</id><published>2007-12-29T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T21:14:24.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is a pre-killer year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is a killer year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;THE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; killer year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then you go on to JC/POLY. and it's studying all the way.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why i didnt enjoy my time when i was in primary school and sec1. i dont know what was wrong with me, thinking that life would be PERFECT.&lt;br /&gt;i am so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008's the year which i have to study my hair out.&lt;br /&gt;2008's the year where i THINK there will be more random sudden uniform checks.&lt;br /&gt;2008's the year where there WILL be more scolding.&lt;br /&gt;2008's the year where the new ho&lt;u&gt;ho&lt;/u&gt;ho.santaclause.fromkcpss. will be super strict with the attire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i hate 2008, i cant wait for the june holidays already.&lt;br /&gt;okay, i havent even learned the guitar properly yet, and i was aiming to be a good guitarist by 2007. oh whatever. i dont care.&lt;br /&gt;such a lousy achiever, but i managed to get great friends throughout the year.&lt;br /&gt;didnt know there was such thing as blasting music out of the handphones till i came to secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt even know what was a stead okay.&lt;br /&gt;i was so damn well protected in primary school. oh the clean and pure minds, they wasted their efforts trying to give us clean education for the 6 years. it just got contaminated once the minute their gradutates stepped into secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,&lt;br /&gt;im going to study,&lt;br /&gt;starting on &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2 january&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and about january. i found out something a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;dorin's birthday on 16.&lt;br /&gt;erina's birthday on the 17.&lt;br /&gt;mine on the 18.&lt;br /&gt;sarahleong's on the 19.&lt;br /&gt;joanne's on the 23.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;money's going to go all poofed up. same like joanne, im starving myself.&lt;br /&gt;starting on &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2 january&lt;/span&gt;, when i get my allowance.  [:&lt;br /&gt;anyway i cant starve myself. im always coming home for lunch. -,-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-2919157571038827581?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/2919157571038827581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=2919157571038827581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/2919157571038827581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/2919157571038827581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2007/12/2008-is-pre-killer-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-1799641888667738160</id><published>2007-12-28T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T22:59:05.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went out with wenhui today [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met her at dhobyghaut at 12.30 plusplus, went to the &lt;em&gt;glasshouse&lt;/em&gt; to eat fish&amp;amp;co. ,LUNCHHH. then talked and talked, exchanged really late christmas presents. talked about our primary school days, i find that wenhui is equally immature- the way she was in P5 and P6, IS EXACTLY THE SAME AS NOW.  -,-&lt;br /&gt;then went to vivo to walk aroundddd, met erina for like 10minutes, and then she left with her mother and brother. then walked around with wenhui, and went up and down. and NUM is like OAHERSOEHOGSEDHGSEUHGUSHDFHAOESHFAJ. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to get presents, not forgetting the january babyyyyyys. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to order stuff, getting them tomorrow with amanda and natalie. and yeap had fun.&lt;br /&gt;like, how far can you describe fun? FUNFUNFUNFUNFUNFUNFUNFUN? -,-&lt;br /&gt;okay, then talked moreee, and then met mummy.&lt;br /&gt;wenhui followed for dinner, at some shinya whateverwhatever.&lt;br /&gt;wenhui was like SUPER QUIET, then ordered. and while we were eating, wenhui was like "rachelrachel! look! nurul eh! nurul eh!" and i saw, NURUL! outside the glass panel, walking along the corridor.&lt;br /&gt;and we waved like mad, and she saw us [:&lt;br /&gt;such a small world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-1799641888667738160?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/1799641888667738160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=1799641888667738160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/1799641888667738160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/1799641888667738160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2007/12/went-out-with-wenhui-today-met-her-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-2240934299772755078</id><published>2007-12-26T15:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T19:44:24.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BACK FROM SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BOXING DAY :D&lt;br /&gt;go box your dog uh. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school to help out for the sec1 orientation CCA day freebies for GB.&lt;br /&gt;super siiannnnn there, just cut cut, and paste paste and decorate the cardboards.&lt;br /&gt;we were playing with the cutter machine thingy, it's super cool to use it, i dont know why. just COOOOOL.&lt;br /&gt;and miss foo got us free bubbletea. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and there are two students from NANYANG PRIMARY who got in KCPSS sec1 :D&lt;br /&gt;they are LEE YING SHAM and LEE XIN TIAN. i know yingsham is a girl, dont know about the other.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so digusting uh? go find out my junior's names when i dont even know them.&lt;br /&gt;HAH :D becauseee it was natasha who told me she was from nanyang, so now i should tell them they should be happy that im their senior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAAHHAHAH, stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;EEEEEEEEEEEE. 2007 passed so fast, i still remember my first friend i made was sarahyim, then followed by keanna. and then, i met wenhui, and i thought sarahleong was a bitch, because she tucked out her shirt on the first day of school. but turned out she was such a great sister [: and she thought i was some kind of hyper nerd, and that's &lt;u&gt;SO TRUE&lt;/u&gt; :D oh, and i also remembered that joanne didnt like me because i was tall. was it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i was much worser, i had no fringeee! :D i had longg skirt! :D i tucked innn my shirrt, not that i dont.  :D my socks were amazingly COOOOOOL! :D and I WORE GLASSES. :DDDD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;im going to find the old pictures of me and the others when in january 2007. HAHAHHAHAHAHAHA [: when we all had funky and cool hair. [:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-2240934299772755078?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/2240934299772755078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=2240934299772755078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/2240934299772755078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/2240934299772755078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2007/12/back-from-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-51478668187611018</id><published>2007-12-25T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T16:10:18.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;joanne says:&lt;br /&gt;OH YOU KNOW, yesterday i went to eat jumbo at east coast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joanne says:&lt;br /&gt;THENTHENTHEN, I SAW.  SANTA CLAUSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joanne says:&lt;br /&gt;WATER SKIING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RACHEL ; santa has claws says:&lt;br /&gt;SANTA CLAUS? WHICH ONE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RACHEL ; santa has claws says:&lt;br /&gt;WITH BLACK HAIR ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RACHEL ; santa has claws says:&lt;br /&gt;THE ASIAN SANTA CLAUSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joanne says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RACHEL ; santa has claws says:&lt;br /&gt;THE ASIAN SPORTY SANTA CLAUSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RACHEL ; santa has claws says:&lt;br /&gt;WATER SKIING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RACHEL ; santa has claws says:&lt;br /&gt;WOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joanne says:&lt;br /&gt;HE HAS A BIG FAT SAGGING TUMMY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RACHEL ; santa has claws says:&lt;br /&gt;HIS WIFE MUST BE HOT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RACHEL ; santa has claws says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joanne says:&lt;br /&gt;yeahhhhhhhh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-51478668187611018?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/51478668187611018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=51478668187611018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/51478668187611018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/51478668187611018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2007/12/joanne-says-oh-you-know-joanne-says_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-1309524285243539411</id><published>2007-12-25T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T15:37:30.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R3CwhFve3cI/AAAAAAAAANg/Wc3Ojhm4fVI/s1600-h/Picture+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147808456607980994" style="FLOAT: left; 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&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:D&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/33646040-1309524285243539411?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/1309524285243539411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=1309524285243539411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/1309524285243539411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/1309524285243539411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R3CwhFve3cI/AAAAAAAAANg/Wc3Ojhm4fVI/s72-c/Picture+091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-3413679511400262102</id><published>2007-12-21T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T23:31:27.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R254zVve3YI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hr_sXIYnz5A/s1600-h/Picture+267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147184247536016770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R254zVve3YI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hr_sXIYnz5A/s200/Picture+267.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R2522Fve3WI/AAAAAAAAAMw/rPS3LzkhPRU/s1600-h/Picture+284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147182095757401442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R2522Fve3WI/AAAAAAAAAMw/rPS3LzkhPRU/s200/Picture+284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R254NFve3XI/AAAAAAAAAM4/b9KARqjSro8/s1600-h/Picture+290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147183590406020466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R254NFve3XI/AAAAAAAAAM4/b9KARqjSro8/s200/Picture+290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R251jFve3VI/AAAAAAAAAMo/ra0ubkEpQxQ/s1600-h/Picture+249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147180669828259154" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R2vLx1ve3HI/AAAAAAAAAK4/PjkMq00D3pk/s200/Picture+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R2vLx1ve3HI/AAAAAAAAAK4/PjkMq00D3pk/s1600-h/Picture+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R2vMQlve3II/AAAAAAAAALA/RF9i2tzccTA/s1600-h/Picture+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146431584582163586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R2vMQlve3II/AAAAAAAAALA/RF9i2tzccTA/s200/Picture+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R2vNKFve3JI/AAAAAAAAALI/XsUwBwczQc8/s1600-h/Picture+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146432572424641682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R2vNKFve3JI/AAAAAAAAALI/XsUwBwczQc8/s200/Picture+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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&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/33646040-3413679511400262102?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/3413679511400262102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=3413679511400262102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/3413679511400262102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/3413679511400262102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R254zVve3YI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hr_sXIYnz5A/s72-c/Picture+267.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-4382771321104453391</id><published>2007-12-21T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T23:29:25.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so OLDDDDDD.&lt;br /&gt;26 days to my birthdayyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;im so OLDDDDDD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;my phone's finally working! my dad brought it to be fixed this morning.&lt;br /&gt;my phone couldn't be turned on at all, it will go white. then black. then white black white black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nywayyy, HAVAIANAS SLIPPERS GETTING WOOED! :DD&lt;br /&gt;persuading my parents to let me choose my christmas present, my mother scolded me for not using the guitar. she bought it for me last year and i hardly played it.&lt;br /&gt;only the piano. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nywayyy, my dog's still got the mircophone thingy over his head, and he bangs his head into the chairs everynow and then because of that stupid weird thingy mircophone round his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH :D&lt;br /&gt;okay, new wishlist for 2008 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GROW TALLER&lt;br /&gt;GROW TALLER&lt;br /&gt;GROW TALLER&lt;br /&gt;GROW TALLER&lt;br /&gt;GROW TALLER&lt;br /&gt;GROW TALLER&lt;br /&gt;LOOSE WEIGHTTT.&lt;br /&gt;crap, im so FAT due to australiaa and the eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_____-&lt;br /&gt;hate holidays! &gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;no school, half of the day is spent doing NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i saw the KCPSS sec1s.&lt;br /&gt;alot of them are from KCPPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-__________________________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i see no nanyang, so sadddddddddddddd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-4382771321104453391?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/4382771321104453391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=4382771321104453391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/4382771321104453391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/4382771321104453391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-so-oldddddd_21.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-1230393409024546825</id><published>2007-12-20T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T18:06:26.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I SHALL NOT POST THE PICTURES IN THIS POST. rah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the whole day doing GB biblestudy. it's like 2cm thick worksheets that i have to hand up tomorrow, on the book of EXODUS. my brain is vooshed man. and i crammed all the work today. there's still a 40 question worksheet on the book of &lt;u&gt;esther&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho! BANG ESTHER BANG! I'VE GOT A BANG TWIN! bang with estheryeo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its super alot of reading, ALOT of reading, i have a test on the book of exodus tomorrow at school. and i'm only at chapter 8. oh damn man.&lt;br /&gt;and somemore my parent's cg is coming tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28TH COY CHRISTMAS PARTY'S TOMORROOWWW! and its also the AGM meeting for 28th coy. and its also the test on exodus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHDAMN UH. SO MANY THINGS TO DO.&lt;br /&gt;done with the christmas list, got presents for the POSSEEEEE! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmygosh, i miss them ALOTALOTALOTALOTALOTALOT. last saw them like 1964982635629586 years ago. wuahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;XOXOXOXXOXOXOXO TO the DEAREST MISSED LOVELY POSSEEE! (((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohcrap. im missing school so badly, I MISS THE LOCKERS! ohcrappappapap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT  &gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHRISTMAS'S COMINGGGGGGGGGGGGG. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-1230393409024546825?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/1230393409024546825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=1230393409024546825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/1230393409024546825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/1230393409024546825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-shall-not-post-pictures-in-this-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-6429511475426013314</id><published>2007-12-18T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T23:34:25.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IM BACK.&lt;br /&gt;back from aussieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wussupdudeeeee?im so dude. YOYOOYOYOYOYOO! so cool yeah??  HAH.&lt;br /&gt;omg, im damn lame. thats what they said to me. -,-&lt;br /&gt;cool uh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, guess what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;MY PARENTS GOT THE WRONG LUGGAGE FROM THE AIRPORT BELT WHEN THEY ARRIVED IN SINGAPORE TODAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid right? UGH! when i came back home, my mother was like. "OHNO, WE GOT THE WRONG LUGGAGE!" and then my father was panicking as usual.&lt;br /&gt;and i was the one laughing and laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, on with what happened in aussieee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went there, stayed at the tay's family house for the first night.&lt;br /&gt;their house is like some cool yet construction site. the doors aren't painted, the fences aren't up yet, the gate isnt build yet, the garden has no grass, and there's a big whole in the side garden because the plumber dug it up to find the pipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then stayed in the boathouse with the tays for three nights. dan had to work so she didnt join us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a living nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;it's rocking left and right once a fast boat pasts us, forming all the rocky waves.&lt;br /&gt;ohcrap man. there's nothing to do except cards and FISHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to goldcoast to shop, play, eat, sleep, jump, fight, die, drown, roll, scream, shout, and cook magginoodles. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, im so lazy to post the other part of the trip.&lt;br /&gt;hoho. i know you want to die reading this dragggyyypost. so yeap, DIE THEN :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures coming in some other post.&lt;br /&gt;and we got our luggage back.(just) :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-6429511475426013314?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/6429511475426013314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=6429511475426013314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/6429511475426013314'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;santa clause. santa claws.&lt;br /&gt;HOHOOHHHOHOH :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO AUSTRALIA AND THE TAY FAMILYYYY :D&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE KALEO CAMP.    -____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohdamn man. no kaleo camp.&lt;br /&gt;LET MEE DIEEEEEEEE missing the kaleo camp.&lt;br /&gt;RAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIP hours is doomed. school bookshop has no vacant slots, and only has slots on 21 and 22.&lt;br /&gt;neither of dorin and misstay replied my smses since the morning.&lt;br /&gt;-___-&lt;br /&gt;HOHOOHOH. nevermind, im going to be a gonner missing 2h of CIP.&lt;br /&gt;AARHAHAHRHA :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-3546859954964275802?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/3546859954964275802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>PICTURES FROM VBC :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss ranice the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell you why i miss her because she's DAMN CUTE AND RETARRDED.&lt;br /&gt;i thought she was some average girl, but it started out like that (ranice is P1 or P2, forgotten)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: eh. your hair looks like maplestory&lt;br /&gt;ranice: huh, you play maplestory?!&lt;br /&gt;me: uh last time.&lt;br /&gt;ranice: ohhh. i play you know! i am ICY MAGE!&lt;br /&gt;me: wth. WAAAA. what level? what world? what job?&lt;br /&gt;ranice: level 45, bootes, ICY MAGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from then on, ranice was ADOREEEEED! so was daniel :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and me, natalie, amanda gave ranice our numbers so that she can call us.&lt;br /&gt;and she also asked for jeremy bin's number, and ended up calling him and talking for half hour. HAH :D&lt;br /&gt;she calls him botak head korkor and touches his head like alot then she says it's spikey.&lt;br /&gt;AWW, she's so cute. she also called jeremy to ask him to help her do her homework.&lt;br /&gt;and she hasnt called me yet. -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures below this post, my blogger account cant have a post with pictures and fonts, the font will turn out like... NOTHING. -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picture 1: JINGYING AND JINGNING&lt;br /&gt;picture 2,3,4: ASHER&lt;br /&gt;picture 4,5,6,7: RANICEE :DD&lt;br /&gt;picture 8,9: DANIEL :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to australia from 6 to 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a trashing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-8325684600975843890?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/8325684600975843890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=8325684600975843890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/8325684600975843890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/8325684600975843890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2007/12/pictures-from-vbc-d-i-miss-ranice-most_03.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-3510368812287864967</id><published>2007-12-03T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T23:20:06.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R1QbuC1-3dI/AAAAAAAAAKw/LMOC865Y3tI/s1600-R/Picture+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139763552587800018" style="FLOAT: left; 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CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R1QY0C1-3VI/AAAAAAAAAJw/WZgl33612mM/s200/Picture+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R1QbCi1-3bI/AAAAAAAAAKg/fZMd-EwqgD0/s1600-R/Picture+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139762805263490482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R1QbCi1-3bI/AAAAAAAAAKg/QslM8E_RyA4/s200/Picture+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139760108024028482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R1QYli1-3UI/AAAAAAAAAJo/zKrnMCB89D8/s200/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R1QYcS1-3TI/AAAAAAAAAJg/uq39LZvldLU/s1600-R/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139759949110238514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R1QYcS1-3TI/AAAAAAAAAJg/t14w_a_XEOo/s200/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/33646040-3510368812287864967?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/3510368812287864967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=3510368812287864967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/3510368812287864967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/3510368812287864967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2007/12/pictures-from-vbc-d-i-miss-ranice-most.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oik8CeGrveM/R1QbuC1-3dI/AAAAAAAAAKw/GwGdDxtoLQI/s72-c/Picture+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-7492192579250294201</id><published>2007-11-27T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T22:02:13.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHHAHAHAHHHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;i know i haven't been blogging for like 2489758927516 years.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind, who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall upload pictures on the VBC camp from last week someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss ranice :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;i miss daniel :D&lt;br /&gt;i miss asher :D&lt;br /&gt;i miss rachel and trisha :D&lt;br /&gt;i miss jenna :D&lt;br /&gt;i miss jingying and jingning :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahhaah. those cute kids are like damn abcdefg cute uhh. &gt;:]]]]]&lt;br /&gt;and i miss them like abcdefg loads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the VBC boys batch are the future mr-hothot. HAH :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im still busy, have the YOUTH EE going on in church. meeting evangeline for breakfast tomorrow :DD WOOHOO. SO EXCITING. -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND. short reply to tags:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SARAHLEONG AND KEANNA&lt;/span&gt; : WOOWHOO. I MISS YOU GUYS ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ LOADS! will reply your tags on your blog soon :D , LOVESLOVESLOVES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;VIVIAN&lt;/span&gt; : linked you! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DENISE&lt;/span&gt; : EHEH. i still have 2.5 hours left for my GB CIP. oh damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JEDDYOH&lt;/span&gt; : no it's not me. i dont put makeup. HELLO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ALEXANDRA&lt;/span&gt; : you are the gay man. HAH :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;alexandra's my gay since she wants to talk so much&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-7492192579250294201?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/7492192579250294201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=7492192579250294201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/7492192579250294201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/7492192579250294201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2007/11/hahhahahahhhahahah.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-4471229633223110605</id><published>2007-11-16T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T23:38:46.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IM HAPPY :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with lexayelexaye lovely today :D&lt;br /&gt;met her at 12 plusplus, saw superman. HAHA! and walked around bugis. got tired of bugis, and went to city hall :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked and camwhored, alex deleted 12894623943 pictures because she said she looks weird in no-aircon places.  -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went for lunch, i ate, not her- she was fasting.&lt;br /&gt;and we walked around and around and around. talked alot alot alot about ____ &amp;amp; ____. :D&lt;br /&gt;i was talking like abcdefg fast, and she kept asking me to slow down. -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to marina square, walked around and around. critisized clothes and laughed somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to esplanade, the roof top garden.&lt;br /&gt;it was super hot, but there was like nobody there.&lt;br /&gt;i think the carpark in the esplanade is cool, they have all the blue lights and stuff. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and went to raffles city. she was somehow fascinated by the name- &lt;em&gt;raffles city's market place&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then mrt-ed back to bugis and said byebye to her. ohoh, and i saw a kangaroo :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IKA GENSH :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-4471229633223110605?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/4471229633223110605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=4471229633223110605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/4471229633223110605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/4471229633223110605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-happy-d-went-out-with-lexayelexaye.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-9072923131428609314</id><published>2007-11-12T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T20:35:18.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to church in the morning to help in the children's vacation bible camp preparation stuff.&lt;br /&gt;have to help to pack and arrange stuff and materials.&lt;br /&gt;ohoh, and im a teacher's assistant for one of the groups. HAWHAW.&lt;br /&gt;see? i love little children. -,-&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i'm helping in the P3/P4/P5 group, how awesome right? i bet they'll be pissing me off like annoying bees and i'll whack them with the newspaper. YEAH! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, and good news is that my younger cousin is in my group :D so i'll be making her do all the silly stuff. HAH! :D&lt;br /&gt;children's vacation bible camp is some children's camp in my church for ages K1 to P5. then the P6s' will be going for the kaleo youth camp WHICH I CAN'T GO BECAUSE I HAVE THE AUSTRALIA TRIP. -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, then amanda, natalie and lindy came to church also.&lt;br /&gt;had to do the packing of materials for the camp. IT WAS SUPER ANNOYYYINGGG, like- seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we first started off by cutting black garbage bags. those poor little children will be putting on the garbage bags and act for their performing items as their costumes. i will sure post some pictures about the camp and start laughing like mad, hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's damn annoying because we have to cut out the sleeves and collar for the kids so they can fit, and me and amanda tried the garbage bags on.&lt;br /&gt;it's fun. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to break 78 pais of wooden chopsticks into two individual chopsticks for their craft work.&lt;br /&gt;I TELL YOU, BREAKING WOODEN CHOPSTICKS AIN'T EASY. IT PAINS THE HAND.&lt;br /&gt;and i was super scared i would get splinters because the wooden chopsticks won't of good material and i keep ruining the top part of the chopsticks.&lt;br /&gt;IT'S ANNOYING YOU KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;and cylophene paper. I DONT KNOW HOW TO SPELL CYLOPHENE. it's the paper that comes in green, yellow, red and blue. you use it to make fake lousy lanterns during mooncake festival when you're in primary school. and it's a transparent material with colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, cylohphene paper STINKS. like SERIOUSLY. the plastic smell is super strong okay, it made amanda get high. she started laughing and laughing. nevermind, she's always laughing for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had pizzzzaaa for lunch :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and continued packing and packing until 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;i was at church at 9.30am.&lt;br /&gt;that was how long i had been in church.&lt;br /&gt;-,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM GOING OUT TOMORROW :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IKA GENSH :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-9072923131428609314?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-7247651865714830390</id><published>2007-11-10T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T15:51:54.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm stuck at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&gt;:[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no school no fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&gt;:[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent touched my holiday homework yet, HAW :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bonding with my dog :D&lt;br /&gt;groomed him today, he's the most sexy dog i have ever met.&lt;br /&gt;HE'S GOLD! of course gold fur is sexy.&lt;br /&gt;HAH :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mygosh, the posts are getting shorter each time and each time.&lt;br /&gt;ah who cares, i'm just posting for the fun of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&gt;:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IKA GENSH :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-7247651865714830390?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/7247651865714830390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=7247651865714830390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/7247651865714830390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/7247651865714830390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-stuck-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-1000237774746087744</id><published>2007-11-07T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T15:28:02.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lameshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like laughing and laughing and laughing.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAH :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;what's going on is damn hilarious&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i was packing my shelf for 2008.&lt;br /&gt;when i found a picture of myself in 1998.&lt;br /&gt;and i look SPASTIC.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went to the photo cabinet and flipped through the photo albums, then my maid sat beside me and saw it also.&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAH :D&lt;br /&gt;we were laughing like abcdfeghijk mansxzxzxz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAWHAWHAWHAHW :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look retardedly spastic.&lt;br /&gt;everybody does. dont they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IKA GENSH :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-1000237774746087744?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/1000237774746087744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=1000237774746087744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/1000237774746087744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/1000237774746087744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2007/11/lameshit.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-4042824881868077732</id><published>2007-11-06T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T14:50:10.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>changed my blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY changed it.&lt;br /&gt;but then this blogskin is kinda cram.&lt;br /&gt;who cares, i like it ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesnt really suit me because my profile is like 198642223534 words long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this is like, the only &lt;u&gt;nice&lt;/u&gt; vintage skin i searched for.&lt;br /&gt;-__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BSF OUTING NEXT FRIDAAYYY :DD&lt;br /&gt;yeahhehehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;holidays are sucky man.&lt;br /&gt;i cant go out, like only twice a week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dammnit.&lt;br /&gt;for no reason, i feel screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IKA GENSH :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-4042824881868077732?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/4042824881868077732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=4042824881868077732' title='0 Comments'/><link 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church, like literally half of kaleo's spirit is gone because some went to kunming for the CIP trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and during the kaleo YO session.&lt;br /&gt;from my cell only got me and joshua tay.&lt;br /&gt;from amanda's cell, only got her and priscilla.&lt;br /&gt;and from joshua's cell, only got him and jeremy.&lt;br /&gt;and there were the MDEES without lester.&lt;br /&gt;PLUS alicia boo leading the thanksgiving session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPER LITTLE PEOPLE RIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;okay, then met alexandra for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;HOOHA! :D&lt;br /&gt;super glad to see her.&lt;br /&gt;:DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im lazy to post wenhui's bday pictures again, go check it out in either of the posse's blogs. they for sure got post one.&lt;br /&gt;HAH :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IKA GENSH :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-1100278127805974967?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/1100278127805974967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=1100278127805974967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/1100278127805974967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/1100278127805974967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2007/11/hah.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-2298199958766761538</id><published>2007-11-01T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T13:39:15.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WENHUI SAID THAT YESTERDAY WAS THE BEST PARTY SHE EVER HAD.&lt;br /&gt;YAY US :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was wenhui's and esther's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;but it was wenhui's birthday celebration, because esther had the celebration with her family.&lt;br /&gt;but it was a LONGGGGGGG day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning, i woke up at 7am to give erina a wakeup call as i promised her, but i ended up going back to sleep and waking up at 8.30am.&lt;br /&gt;then, went to bake cookies for wenhui as i promised her, and it was WONDERFULLY LOVELYYY, but it was super rush.&lt;br /&gt;then went to church to help my mother in the VBC thingy, saw dominic, evangeline, vanessa and sulynn there. they were preparing for the KMG trip games.&lt;br /&gt;ohhah, then went to piano at 1pm, dammit. i want to quit piano so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to meet sarahleong at PS at 2.30 because erina,sarahyim and cheryl were still shopping for erina's LITTLEMISS shirt. in the end she went to zara to get the $34 littlemisschatterbox shirt. when i got mine for $10.&lt;br /&gt;but sarahleong was late, so when cheryl,sarahyim and erina came out of the MRT, i&lt;em&gt; thought&lt;/em&gt; it was some group of ahlians because they were all wearing shorts, and some were wearing red, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;then they shouted "RACHEL! " then it was REALLY them.&lt;br /&gt;then they came running to me and saying" RACHEL! you know some woman came to us to be MODELS." and i was UHHHHHHHHH?&lt;br /&gt;i have no comment, they are all pretty girls anyway.&lt;br /&gt;and then sarahleong came, and we went to get wenhui's present! :D&lt;br /&gt;after that, we went to action city, and saw weisia there. HAHA! okay nevermind, im not allowed to say anything.&lt;br /&gt;then went to centrepoint to get wenhui's party poppers.&lt;br /&gt;and went to macs after that, behind us was some group of american internationals students, so sarahyim and cheryl were trying to speak in slang to "copy" them. and when the american students laughed, cheryl laughed even louder.  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to wenhui's house. and SAY HELLO TO HER BIRTHDAY :D&lt;br /&gt;did wenhui's version of kbox, she sang, we stone.&lt;br /&gt;and we go to the PARK.&lt;br /&gt;and we come back, and have the BBQ.&lt;br /&gt;it was SUPERDUPER SMOKEY.&lt;br /&gt;even the smoke went into the house, and when we complained to wenhui.&lt;br /&gt;she was like "OKAY LAH. since you keep saying got smoke, then you off the lights! THEN GOT NO MORE SMOKE ALREADY!"&lt;br /&gt;and me and erina laughed like mad until we fell on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;after that, we had CAKE!&lt;br /&gt;did the party poppers.&lt;br /&gt;and me,susanna and sarahleong planned to smear cake on wenhui's face.&lt;br /&gt;so when she sat down, me and sarahleong went beside her and said, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY WENHUI! OHMYGAWD, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!" and smeared the cake cream on her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she started screaming and everybody started running round the house smearing cream.&lt;br /&gt;and wenhui took the carboard box and put cake on top, and she tapped sarahleong's back. and when sarahleong turned around, wenhui SMASHED the cake into sarahleong's face.&lt;br /&gt;AND IT WAS LIKE WOOOOOOOOSH!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, went to the playground to play.&lt;br /&gt;and went HOME :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will post the pictures in the next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im starting to play maple already, i managed to download it into this computer.&lt;br /&gt;:DD&lt;br /&gt;shall bully erina with maple.   :PP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IKA GENSH :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-2298199958766761538?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/2298199958766761538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=2298199958766761538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/2298199958766761538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/2298199958766761538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2007/10/wenhui-said-that-yesterday-was-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-17514403069531037</id><published>2007-10-29T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T20:58:02.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's a weird day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got pissed off with everything.&lt;br /&gt;the chair, the door, the fridge door, the computer, my blogger account, my dog, and my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's a bad day.&lt;br /&gt;RAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall teach sarahyim how to be tall.&lt;br /&gt;you shall wear 128476239-inch-stiletto-heels.&lt;br /&gt;you shall wear a 1924623952634-cm-tall/poofy-wig.&lt;br /&gt;you shall jump 49324696596124730607032 times a day.&lt;br /&gt;you shall stretch 12043928059t072093 times a day.&lt;br /&gt;and you shall eat veggies and fruits each day! no more island creamery.  :D&lt;br /&gt;nevermind, your're skinny enough already. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im lame.&lt;br /&gt;-___-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-17514403069531037?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/17514403069531037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=17514403069531037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/17514403069531037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/17514403069531037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2007/10/todays-weird-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-5628913913852524389</id><published>2007-10-28T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T16:56:08.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gaaah.&lt;br /&gt;now i cannot find for nice skins.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;i want to try doing my own skins, but i need FOUNDATION and BASICS.&lt;br /&gt;i only know html codes.&lt;br /&gt;not those weird weird codes which somehow make no sense to me. -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i want a NICENICE blogskin, the blogskins i see now seem so... fake.&lt;br /&gt;RAAAHHHHAHAH. i was finding for a blogskin yesterday.. and im still finding today.&lt;br /&gt;-___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays are boring.&lt;br /&gt;im suppose to play maple for the fun to kill time, but this computer cant support it, i dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly love jellybeans so much, and alexandra just sent me a jellybean gift on facebook. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;ohyes, FACEBOOK ROCKS! :DD&lt;br /&gt;it's so fun.&lt;br /&gt;it's for cool people, LIKE ME :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i cant seem to get pictures on facebook. -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FACEBOOK IS COOOOL :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just realised.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IM GOING TO BE SEC2 NEXT YEAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blame how slow i am.&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, IM GOING TO BE SEC2 NEXT YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;ohahahahahha. cant wait for it :DDD&lt;br /&gt;sarahleong's gonna bully those small people, and im going to bully sarahleong, because she whacks me every morning when she laughs and calls me dumb.&lt;br /&gt;-__________________________________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, &lt;u&gt;TWO TRUTH&lt;/u&gt; NEXT YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;right? YEAH RIGHT! :D&lt;br /&gt;im going to start studying hard, then can do well and get into a good class in sec3. :D&lt;br /&gt;this is SOOO &lt;em&gt;exciting&lt;/em&gt;!(?!) -____-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-5628913913852524389?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/5628913913852524389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=5628913913852524389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/5628913913852524389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/5628913913852524389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2007/10/gaaah.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-485954012797560539</id><published>2007-10-27T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T18:02:20.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello :D&lt;br /&gt;since school has ended.&lt;br /&gt;i shall post about the year 2007 at KCP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the days when we start off as a class.&lt;br /&gt;i saw onetruth, and i'm like. ohmygosh, this is MY CLASS, they look so... weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first friend i made in KCP was sarahyim.&lt;br /&gt;the second friend i made in KCP was keanna.&lt;br /&gt;the first girl i hated in KCP was sarahleong, :DD &lt;em&gt;she knows why&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;when wenhui stepped into school on the second day, me and sarahyim accompanied her.&lt;br /&gt;when erina first stepped into KCP on the third day of school, i mistaked her as dorin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now school ends.&lt;br /&gt;i try to relate everything that happened on the first week, to everything that happened on the last week.&lt;br /&gt;and i see ALOT of difference.&lt;br /&gt;friendship in secondary school is like... sacred.&lt;br /&gt;once it's gone, you seriously long for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i see the difference, even the small details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, i miss my primary school friend soooo much after viewing their friendsters.&lt;br /&gt;ROAR.&lt;br /&gt;im missing people now.&lt;br /&gt;MANYMANY PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;too many to be mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;you might even be one of them :DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-529852713086889837</id><published>2007-10-27T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T17:05:31.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;no more schooooool  :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday, thursday, friday.&lt;br /&gt;were pretty days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to east coast for CIP on wednesday, played with the windy wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out to PS on thursday, :DD&lt;br /&gt;went with wenhui, then walkwalk and shopshop, then erina joined also.&lt;br /&gt;then saw desiree from BSF.  &gt;:]]     &lt;em&gt;shhhh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOUOHOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;eehehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out to J8 for pizzahut and PS for movie.&lt;br /&gt;didnt go to the movie, had some family dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todayyy, my cousin stayed over.&lt;br /&gt;she's totally retarded.&lt;br /&gt;her laughter is worse than erina, trust me, because she laughs like abcdefghijklmnop.&lt;br /&gt;once she laughs, she cant stop laughing 4-6 minutes later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mycrap.&lt;br /&gt;im going to miss everybody like abcdfeghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz.&lt;br /&gt;going to miss &lt;em&gt;thePOSSE&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;u&gt;ONETRUTH&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;BSF people&lt;/strong&gt;. &gt;:[[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarahyim, IM GOING LOVE and MISS MY BRITISH/ENGLISH/SLANG SPEAKING NEIGHBOUR WHO GOES 'TELLY-HO!'  &gt;:[[[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want a posse outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IKA GENSH :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-529852713086889837?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-5385064283573707366</id><published>2007-10-24T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T21:44:46.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BRACES IS FREAKING ANNOYING ME.&lt;br /&gt;changed my braces colour to green, no more transparent.&lt;br /&gt;they added one more bracket at my &lt;em&gt;molar&lt;/em&gt; tooth, so the metal wire is LITERALLY poking into my inner cheek which is really pain.  &gt;:[[&lt;br /&gt;im starting to practice piano again, but i hate piano exams, they like... kill you with things you need not remember.&lt;br /&gt;i rather prefer playing the piano as a passion and hobby rather than a weekly-session-of-pure-torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BSF ends tonight.   &gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;okay, last night.&lt;br /&gt;sad man, wont be able to see alexandra, desiree, nicole and julia.&lt;br /&gt;okay, i'll be meeting alexandra nextnext sunday.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be seeing desiree next year, but she will be in senior level.&lt;br /&gt;and i will be in the same class as nicole and julia.&lt;br /&gt;need not be sad?&lt;br /&gt;RAAAAAAH.&lt;br /&gt;this is still so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;braces is annoying me.&lt;br /&gt;dont know how im going to talk tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;and i lost my voice due to all those cheering today in the bus.&lt;br /&gt;finally felt the onetruth class spirit throughout the months, we only had class spirits during camps.&lt;br /&gt;but just a few days before school ends, it has been brought up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought there was only two days in this year that would have a class spirit, that was the &lt;em&gt;first day of school&lt;/em&gt; and the &lt;em&gt;last day of school&lt;/em&gt;. but onetruth proved me wrong ((:&lt;br /&gt;we rock the school like pebbles, stones, and sedimentary rocks that come from sediments which erode. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyes, almost the whole posse knows the "HOW MANY MEHMEH JUMP OVER THE WALL"&lt;br /&gt;now it's the "OPEN CLOSE OPEN OPEN CLOSE" joke, which only cheryl knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY PRETTY LITTLE LOSERS :DD&lt;br /&gt;ahaahaha, i took a picture of almost the whole posse at the beach today, and edited the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im telling you, braces is annoying, TOTALLY ANNOYING. &gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IKA GENSH :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-5385064283573707366?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/5385064283573707366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=5385064283573707366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/5385064283573707366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/5385064283573707366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2007/10/braces-is-freaking-annoying-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-3873180126530493012</id><published>2007-10-21T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T22:03:34.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my ulcer's still with me now, but it doesnt hurt as much as i try to torture it(?!) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im back from fun camp.&lt;br /&gt;and i enjoyed it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;went to school at 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;met the rest, and saw the future councillors of KCP. :D&lt;br /&gt;had ice breakers, they were cocky and retarded.&lt;br /&gt;then because the sec3s were the one organising the fun camp, so the campers only were sec1 and sec2, which were kinda little, so we only had 4 groups.&lt;br /&gt;I WAS IN GROUP 4, huiting, natasha, janelle, melissa, kehui- and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had the ANGEL AND MORTAL game.&lt;br /&gt;my mortal was &lt;em&gt;shauna&lt;/em&gt;. :DDD ehehe.&lt;br /&gt;i had NO PAPER to write the letter, so i wrote to her on tissue paper, i know it's retarded.&lt;br /&gt;but at least i was using my brains to write on tissue paper rather than taking scraps of papers from under the table to write letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at night, we had supper. and the wonderful supper was ICE CREAM GELATO.&lt;br /&gt;it was super.. FATTENING. the activity slot for supper was called "GROW FAT" .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we watched EVAN ALMIGHTY at the HOD cube. it's kinda boring.&lt;br /&gt;then halfway, misstay come in and said that those who wanted to sleep could go and sleep first.&lt;br /&gt;so yep, it was boring, so i went to sleeeeep. :D&lt;br /&gt;when we went to washup, we encountered &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cockroach number 1&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; cockroach number 2&lt;/span&gt; in the toilet. obviously we went screaming and screaming.&lt;br /&gt;natasha sat on the sink. -,-&lt;br /&gt;and xinyu ran out of the toilet. :DD&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to sleep at 1am. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 6.15am.&lt;br /&gt;ate breakfast at the concourse. -_______-&lt;br /&gt;my angel gave me KINDER BUENO and a LETTER :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to NTUC childcare for 'VOLUNTEER READERS' training.&lt;br /&gt;they said if we wanted CIP hours, there will be a 10 week commitment to the project.&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, i didnt sign up to be a volunteer reader.&lt;br /&gt;i doubt i will be kicked out once i read to the little children due to my consecutive laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, went to suntec city with the whole 28th coy.&lt;br /&gt;and started the AMAZING RACE.&lt;br /&gt;the first station, everybody gathered. and each group had to eat finish a packet of potato chips before getting their next clue to the next station.&lt;br /&gt;so we were the second to fnish eating the packet, then the clue said something about 3 storey HMV. duh, it was &lt;em&gt;the heeren&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;so we took the MRT to the heeren.&lt;br /&gt;and along the way, jaselyn(facilitator) was making us do some goofy guess.&lt;br /&gt;EXAMPLE like, "chicken, chicken, duck, duck, duck, chicken. what comes next?" then the next line will be "duck, chicken, duck, duck, chicken, duck. what comes next?" and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, went to heeren, spotted the station masters.&lt;br /&gt;had to find CDs assigned to us. different level got a few CDs to find.&lt;br /&gt;so we findfindfind, found all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had to go to marina square.&lt;br /&gt;on the way to marina square, played the goofy game "how many mehmeh jump over the wall?"&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. okay, then spotted the station master at marina square.&lt;br /&gt;had to guess the action of what jaselyn was doing.&lt;br /&gt;then when we finished, went to macs to eat lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, we went to little india MRT station to find the fourth station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the last station was j8 bubbletea shop.&lt;br /&gt;we RAN RAN RAN RAN from J8 to S11 and found them there.&lt;br /&gt;WE WERE FIRST :DDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to j8 first because the other groups weren't there yet.&lt;br /&gt;bought sweets for my mortal.&lt;br /&gt;went back to the bubbletea place.&lt;br /&gt;encountered &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cockroach number 3&lt;/span&gt;, this time it dropped from the roof, and they used the leg of the chair to SQUAAAASHHHHH the cockroach. -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went back to school.&lt;br /&gt;me and natasha went to the middle of the parade square and died, after that we revived again. she is now my neighbour, she stays closer to me than sarahyim! O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the rest came back, changed to dark colour shirts and slippers.&lt;br /&gt;we went to the classroom block, first floor grassfield.&lt;br /&gt;and had to go to a corner of the grassfield nearest to the guys toilet.&lt;br /&gt;and then, we had to play scissors paper stone, the winner stands under the waterproof sheet, the loser stands with no covering. and everybody had to participate together to make it not so weird.&lt;br /&gt;then the sec3s poured the water down from the second floor.&lt;br /&gt;they used some cauldron to store the water. okay, not a cauldron, but big enough to fit two terriers inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then a few sec1s and sec2s ran upstairs and splash the water at them.&lt;br /&gt;then slowly everybody was upstairs, running, screaming, hopping, jumping, rolling, crawling around.&lt;br /&gt;and they even used the watercooler to store the water which was FREEEZING COLD, and 1/3 of them were playing aloof in the boys toilet. because they used the boys toilet to go refill the water.&lt;br /&gt;and it was like FLOOOOODED.&lt;br /&gt;i was super wet, then we ran all over the first and second storey splashing, squirting, splurting water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, me and dorin got tired and went to shower.&lt;br /&gt;and my angel gave me the strawberry stick thing from minitoons and skittles! the strawberry stick thing is the massager thing.. with a stick.(?!?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then from the shower room to the concourse, encountered &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cockroach number 4&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had DINNER.&lt;br /&gt;it was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;HORRIBLE!&lt;br /&gt;we had to do BIDDING for our dinner, each group had 30 sweets.&lt;br /&gt;first item : DRIED AND BAKE INSTANT PRODUCT&lt;br /&gt;it sounds kinda... fake, like MAGGI MEE. so we didnt bid it.&lt;br /&gt;yong's group bid 6 sweets.&lt;br /&gt;it was &lt;strong&gt;pizza hut&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second item : A FAMILY FEAST!&lt;br /&gt;we thought it was KFC.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, sombody bidded 6 sweets.&lt;br /&gt;and so did we.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how come it ended up that we got it.&lt;br /&gt;and it was... MAC DONALDS.&lt;br /&gt;1#$#$^$ !!~$&amp;amp;%**%$&lt;br /&gt;WE HAD TO EAT MACS AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;we ate macs for lunch, and again for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;it was seriously MAD. the other two items were mosburger and KFC.&lt;br /&gt;whatthehell right? -______-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to the MPR for devotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came back down again, for SUPPER.&lt;br /&gt;-_______-&lt;br /&gt;this is a GROW FAT CAMPAIGN camp.&lt;br /&gt;i bet thats what they thought in mind.&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE, OUR SUPPER WAS.&lt;br /&gt;DONUTS+BEANCURRRRDDDDDDDDDDDD desert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super YUCK.&lt;br /&gt;I WAS SUPER FULL.&lt;br /&gt;and we HAD to finish all, just like normal average GB camps.&lt;br /&gt;-_______-&lt;br /&gt;i almost died due to over-eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then across the parade square, along the drain, encountered &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cockroach number 5 and 6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt scream. :DD guess i got too full, and had no energy to scream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;washed up, and went to sleep at 12am.&lt;br /&gt;i was super tired, 1/2 of the dorm was still talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 6.15am.&lt;br /&gt;had breakfast, then went to put our bags at the HOD cube, because adams road presby church needed the rooms for their own sunday schools and cell meetings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to livingpraise for church.&lt;br /&gt;i was dozing off during the sermon, couldnt take it, i ate 3 sweets to wake myself up.&lt;br /&gt;nobody dared to sleep, because the seniors might scold us for sleeping during sermon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, went back to school.&lt;br /&gt;did area-cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;and went to the HOD cube for debrief.&lt;br /&gt;recieved a third gift from my angel, was A&amp;amp;W coke wit chocolates and another note.&lt;br /&gt;and then, we were told who our angels were.&lt;br /&gt;my angel is CRYSTAL TANG from threepeace, she's the prettyangel.&lt;br /&gt;she's super nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, took group photo.&lt;br /&gt;AND we ended the camp :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;garrrr. im so tired now.&lt;br /&gt;:DD&lt;br /&gt;iloveyou if you finished reading this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, if you're a cockroach who wants to scare the freak outta me, WATCH OUT! or else i will squash you with another CHAIR!  &gt;:]]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IKA GENSH :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-3873180126530493012?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/3873180126530493012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=3873180126530493012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/3873180126530493012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/3873180126530493012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-ulcers-still-with-me-now-but-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-4956804247145272397</id><published>2007-10-19T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T16:00:22.439+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ULCER IS A PAIN'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY ULCER IS FREAKING ANNOYING&lt;br /&gt;this is the first time im complaining so much, THE FIRST TIME.&lt;br /&gt;because the stupid braces bracket keep poking my ulcer wound.&lt;br /&gt;and it is getting bigger and bigger, has been there since sunday.  -,-&lt;br /&gt;and i lecture &lt;em&gt;theposse&lt;/em&gt; to not share water with me and share food with me EVERYDAY.&lt;br /&gt;one by one.&lt;br /&gt;first is SARAHLEONG.&lt;br /&gt;then is WENHUI.&lt;br /&gt;crap man, they have poor radar, cannot connect properly.&lt;br /&gt;-,-&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. okay, anyway, IM NOT READY FOR GB FUN CAMP.&lt;br /&gt;-____-&lt;br /&gt;i have ulcer.&lt;br /&gt;RARGH.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind, going off soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACK ON SUNDAY.&lt;br /&gt;:DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate my ulcer.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:[[[[[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S  some pathetic loser didn't even know we were talking about her.&lt;br /&gt;P/S  some pathetic loser think she very chio.&lt;br /&gt;P/S  some pathetic loser is &lt;em&gt;seriously&lt;/em&gt; &lt;u&gt;pathetic&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAH&lt;br /&gt; :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love that game. :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IKA GENSH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-4956804247145272397?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/4956804247145272397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=4956804247145272397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/4956804247145272397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/4956804247145272397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-ulcer-is-freaking-annoying-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-5282089799349378907</id><published>2007-10-18T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T17:48:03.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I GOT A B4 FOR CHINESE  :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;got 62% for paper1 and paper2.&lt;br /&gt;ohmygoshhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's GB fun camp.&lt;br /&gt;three day two night.&lt;br /&gt;coming back on sunday, wont be able to make it to church.  &gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no mood to post already.&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;em&gt;pretty little liars book 3.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may the curse be upon me and shall i recieve all the nightmares for the next few nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IKA GENSH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-5282089799349378907?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/5282089799349378907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=5282089799349378907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/5282089799349378907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/5282089799349378907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-got-b4-for-chinese-dddd-got-62-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33646040.post-6005710482776527553</id><published>2007-10-17T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T19:42:19.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back from school.&lt;br /&gt;got my results back, and i don't like my history.&lt;br /&gt;i studied &lt;u&gt;super hard&lt;/u&gt; for history.&lt;br /&gt;and i get a C5.&lt;br /&gt;-,-&lt;br /&gt;super !$#@ right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-______-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap okay.&lt;br /&gt;and i got a B3 for my english.&lt;br /&gt;i passed my english!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'M NOT RETAINING IN SEC1&lt;/span&gt;. :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. I GOT A DISTINCTION FOR MY LITERATURE.&lt;br /&gt;ohmygosh, im super happy with my EOY results, except that i dont like my history results. &gt;;[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's cheena paper returns.&lt;br /&gt;crap, prepare for the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and update me on english songs please, it has been a really long time since i bluetoothed songs to my phone. &gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;all i have been bluetoothing to my phone are pictures and cheena songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IKA GENSH! :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33646040-6005710482776527553?l=vintageglamourr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/feeds/6005710482776527553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33646040&amp;postID=6005710482776527553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/6005710482776527553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33646040/posts/default/6005710482776527553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintageglamourr.blogspot.com/2007/10/back-from-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938067187247411723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
