<?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-31799629</id><updated>2012-01-29T11:35:26.349+08:00</updated><category term='HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHONA'/><category term='FOREVER MIA-INGG (?)'/><category term='now and forever mylove'/><category term='ll'/><title type='text'>choose to be optimistic, it feels better</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>486</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-4556165403225643886</id><published>2011-03-19T03:49:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T00:04:04.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happening february</title><content type='html'>The Universal Studios Singapore, 9 February&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com?ref=15cf0hk" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i55.tinypic.com/15cf0hk.jpg" border="0" alt="uss ticket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com?ref=soy4nc" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i51.tinypic.com/soy4nc.jpg" border="0" alt="group photo @ uss"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com?ref=n553z5" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/n553z5.jpg" border="0" alt=":)"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com?ref=24o0scg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i56.tinypic.com/24o0scg.jpg" border="0" alt="moi fwens"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com?ref=14v2ux4" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/14v2ux4.jpg" border="0" alt="kewt"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011's February was fruitful and rather happening. Went to places which my friends and i haven't been to before. My birthday falls on 8 February and i received an awesome gift from my dear. We went to Universal Studios the following day, with the whole gang and had a great ball of time. It was prodigious, the ambience and atmosphere was totally different. It totally felt as if you were in a foreign country and the weather was kind to us that day, everything went on perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entrance ticket fee was supposedly more expensive but we were propitious. A random man approached us and sold his tickets to us at a lower cost. In addition, he had enough tickets for all of us. We thought it was a scam initially but it turned out right so we managed to save a few dollars or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lugging my hugeass camera for quite a while, i got disinterested it in so i passed it to a self proclaimed photographer, Yf. It felt so much better as i do not have any burden and i can enjoy the spectacular views. We tried every single rides and it was absolutely an eye opener. It felt so good that we somehow got addicted to it and went for the rides countless times. The best ride was Galatica, it was 13 storeys high, 360 degrees and some crazy features. The speed was so fast that my mucus actually flew upwards. After experiencing this ride, those at Escape Themepark is totally not up to standard. Not thrilling at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com?ref=10dab7p" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/10dab7p.jpg" border="0" alt="roller coaster"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us got famished so we decided to stop for a break and lunch, we walked everywhere and found a food court which we didn't dined at eventually due to its overpriced food. We ended up dining at Louis and ordered 2 pizzas which was bigger than our faces. The price was reasonable as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com?ref=102waw1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i51.tinypic.com/102waw1.jpg" border="0" alt="dining at uss"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we continued the rides and ended our time there with fantastic and breathtaking fireworks. It was tough to capture that spectacular scene as i wasn't positioned at a right angle. My pictures do not show justice to how beautiful it was and this was the best that i've taken. The whole journey at USS was memorable and fun that we are actually planning for another trip there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com?ref=2dbjols" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i56.tinypic.com/2dbjols.jpg" border="0" alt="firework"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jurong Bird Park, 13 February&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com?ref=hup178" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i51.tinypic.com/hup178.jpg" border="0" alt="jurong bird park"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Yf's birthday was celebrated @ Jurong Bird Park, it was a wrong choice. But what more can we expect? The ticket was free. The weather was warm and many were sweating. All of us was baked under the sweltering heat and we felt as though we were in heaven the moment we stepped into the air-conditioned exhibit museum. There wasn't much things to see, or perhaps i expected too much. I love the penguins, pink flamingoes and the rabbits though. Look at these flamingoes, they are pink in colour, so pretty.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com?ref=2agw84x" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i56.tinypic.com/2agw84x.jpg" border="0" alt="pink flamingoes"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Gaming Paco in the aftermath. Guitar Hero was so addictive and fun.. We were so engrossed in it and didn't thought of changing game until the last few minutes we switched to MarioKart. It was sooooo fun! Then we sang Yf a birthday song and presented the cake which we hid from him for quite a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com?ref=ouzc52" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i56.tinypic.com/ouzc52.jpg" border="0" alt="group photo @ gaming paco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had zebra stripes on my nails that time, and it didn't last. I have some obsession with peeling and plucking my nails and it caused my nails so be short all the time, or forever. My painted nails will never last for a week. Even my cupcake nails are ruined. I kept polishing my nails, almost everyday and Jane thought/assumed that i was addicted to the smell of nail polish that she said soon i'll be addicted to glue sniffing. That's so.. absurd. Anyway, i'm banned from polishing my nails at home so i have to do in in discreet. That's so sad of me and so crazy of Jane. Peter even threatened to throw all my nail polishes off if i continue "sitting at a corner sniffing it whilst painting my nails". If she knew i recently bought $30 worth of nail polishes, she's gonna hack me into a million pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com?ref=2hgelqe" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i56.tinypic.com/2hgelqe.jpg" border="0" alt="zebra nails"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the most major thing i did in February was to chop off 15cm (6 inches) of my hair. I shouldn't have done anything to it and i will not even cut my hair short if wasn't for the hairstylist. I went for some basic rebonding as my hair was not manageable and it turned out worse. I even dyed my hair to ash brown, it made my hair condition worse and my hair colour ended up the same. In short, i spend $70 to damage my hair and caused it to be short. This is the thing that i regretted most in my entire life and i have to wait for a year to have the same length back. It's going to take forever and i'm getting depression from it. Anyway, i did a research on rapid hair growth for a month that it became a habit, i will share it soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com?ref=2h3y7b5" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i55.tinypic.com/2h3y7b5.jpg" border="0" alt="me"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-4556165403225643886?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/4556165403225643886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=4556165403225643886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/4556165403225643886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/4556165403225643886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2011/03/doing-what-we-do-best.html' title='happening february'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i55.tinypic.com/15cf0hk_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-6742316574334527138</id><published>2011-03-12T01:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T02:13:09.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NNKGktQ6ack/TXpl6eQB_rI/AAAAAAAABdg/XdtqESTe3nc/s1600/IMG_1199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NNKGktQ6ack/TXpl6eQB_rI/AAAAAAAABdg/XdtqESTe3nc/s400/IMG_1199.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582886743306272434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that i have been an inactive blogger for weeks or perhaps months? Who cares anyway? I have only 1 loyal reader. Since i have nothing to do and all i have is time, i should do something fruitful which is to update this dead space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been happening lately. Especially for the Japanese. My heart goes out for them. Tsunamis and earthquakes are destroying and sweeping lives away, it shows how fragile humans' lives are. It is so saddening to see it in such a calamitous state. Hopefully death toll will be kept to minimum. #prayforjapan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What people can now is to stop procrastinating about how bad your lives are, how poor you are, how lonely or heartbroken you are. The Japanese are facing hell and are fighting for their lives. Please cherish yourself and everyone around you instead of grumbling about everything and complaining of what you do not have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once i actually feel quite glad that i’m in Singapore and it makes me ponder a lot about the time i loathed it so much and swore that i was going to move out someday maybe to a country like Japan. I may want to really appreciate not the good things, but some of the bad things that didn’t happen here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all these disastrous events really made me paranoid, what’s next? Will anything happen to Singapore? When will it hit me?  Will we all die? When will the world come to an end? Is it 2012, or 2011?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8y2Hjx7JXns/TXpl663IGAI/AAAAAAAABdo/zQMr954Am88/s1600/IMG_0681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8y2Hjx7JXns/TXpl663IGAI/AAAAAAAABdo/zQMr954Am88/s400/IMG_0681.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582886750986442754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-6742316574334527138?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/6742316574334527138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=6742316574334527138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/6742316574334527138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/6742316574334527138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-know-that-i-have-been-inactive.html' title=''/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NNKGktQ6ack/TXpl6eQB_rI/AAAAAAAABdg/XdtqESTe3nc/s72-c/IMG_1199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-86085088449881517</id><published>2011-02-21T01:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T01:27:01.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Probs and more probs</title><content type='html'>Once again, im here to rant. I've never felt so sad for my hair before and i finally understand how that heartwrenching feeling feels. I went for a hair makeover, woke up early just for it! So eager to get my hair fixed despite facing my current financial crisis. I opt for the cheapest dye and basic rebonding. Before that, my hair was passable. After the makeover, i swear i almost lose my mind, i even intended to cut it short, as it was already kind of short; midlength (i hate it) the worse part was, the hairstylist layered my hair. I freaking hate it, i've put in countless efforts in maintaining my hair length and getting my hair to length equally. I guess i have to wait for another 2 years. Its so saddening. I shouldnt have done anything to my hair, i should went for treatment instead of inflicting further damage to my hair, i guess everything was a mistake. Im so upset, i can do nothing but wait, and the sight of my hair drives me mad sad and whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would do anything to make my hair grow fast, and i will not be lazy about it. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-86085088449881517?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/86085088449881517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=86085088449881517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/86085088449881517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/86085088449881517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2011/02/probs-and-more-probs.html' title='Probs and more probs'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-4315137705646613030</id><published>2011-02-20T05:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T05:34:24.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im suffering from insomnia</title><content type='html'>Alright, i will do something meaningful since i cant sleep and it is to post this entry. I guess im suffering from insomnia and im not kidding. Its currently 5.21am and im still wide awake, all perk up as if im going for an exam. This is insane, its occurring every night and im going crazy. All i get every morning was this acute pain in my head, somewhat similar to a headache but slightly different. Its worse than a hangover. The most terrible thing is that im totally helpless and clueless of what to do. Should i visit a doctor? Or maybe all i need is to pop a couple of sleeping pills, i have absolutely no idea. I wish someone can enlighten me right now. Im feeling very frustrated; trying my utmost ability to make myself sleep but all i receive was being more and more alert. Dont you think that this is frightening? I thought so. Everyone's asleep soundly and you're all alone trying to sleep and yet you cant. There's no one i can talk to at this hour i guess. Im always late for dates due to this reason, everytime i fall into a deep slumber, the next thing i heard would be the alarm ringing. This is madness. I wish someone can accompany me right now :( this entry was supposed to be an update of my life; outings and so. But it turned out differently, i guess my brain is half functioning and i have difficulties focusing. What should i do? (i thought that i will be tired after completing this entry but it seems like im wrong) Im so sad and i think this insomnia is sure to find me another friend by the name of depression. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, i will have 2 bffs; Insomnia and Depression.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-4315137705646613030?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/4315137705646613030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=4315137705646613030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/4315137705646613030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/4315137705646613030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-suffering-from-insomnia.html' title='Im suffering from insomnia'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-4681544839209747441</id><published>2011-01-25T01:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T02:26:07.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2011 has been happening and busy. Life is indeed full of surprises. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2010, i received a shocking phone bill which displayed a mouth gaping hefty sum of $470.&lt;br /&gt;In 2011, Jane and i managed to subside the bill to a more pleasant sum of $97.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2010, i was still slogging in Giordano like a bull.&lt;br /&gt;In 2011, i ended this agony and joined Etude house.&lt;br /&gt;It has been awesome, including my colleagues and friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2010, i mugged hard for O's in the very last minute, without feeling remorseful.&lt;br /&gt;In 2011, i received my results and felt extremely doleful, and also unable to accept it.&lt;br /&gt;Accepted it, felt consoled upon hearing worse results received by people around me. Pathetic. Felt extremely remorseful. Learnt a lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2010, i was stranded in Singapore, hoping that i would get the chance to go overseas.&lt;br /&gt;In 2011, i went for a getaway trip in Thailand, better than nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2010, i planned a to-do-list and things that i want. &lt;br /&gt;In 2011, i failed the entire plan and even lost that note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since 2010, i have been waiting for my new phone.&lt;br /&gt;2011, i'm still using a random phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been working everyday these days, and didnt get to meet my boy. Similarly, he was busy working so there were no chances at all. So i felt that we somehow drifted and that's kind of sad. But my feelings for him didnt fade definitely. He has been sweet, still. On the other hand, me, for some unknown reason felt extremely monotonous and treated him coldly, i guess? That's why he thinks that i've changed. I think that we should talk more and meet more often. I'm turning 17 soon, can't feel the excitement yet. I love you. I think of you 24 hours a day, trust me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-4681544839209747441?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/4681544839209747441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=4681544839209747441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/4681544839209747441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/4681544839209747441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011-has-been-happening-and-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-5055084606623494860</id><published>2011-01-10T02:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T03:28:36.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Promise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TSoLwJ6CRKI/AAAAAAAABZ0/3FDduul66UA/s1600/bliss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TSoLwJ6CRKI/AAAAAAAABZ0/3FDduul66UA/s400/bliss.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560269611863262370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i have a backache/headache/armache, promise me you massage me till its gone.&lt;br /&gt;When im pissed off or having a bad day, promise you hold my hand and keep quiet.&lt;br /&gt;When i slam into the wall, or knock my last toe against the edge of the bed ,promise me you will kiss my boo boo.&lt;br /&gt;When i wake up in the morning, dont kiss but hug me,(kiss me only when i've brushed my teeth)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, hi! This is an surprise entry for you dear. &lt;br /&gt;Are you reading?! Aww yeah. Before i leave Singapore, i have lots of things i want you to know but i've written it on my letter, hope you have managed to read it. Yea and i will always love you as always. Miss me baby. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s How can i put my heart and mind at ease and go for a holiday when i have lots of problems that are not settled/undone. Phone bill not settled, not paid, not enough money. Unable to get iphone, not enough money. Can't get my results in school, have to do it online, troublesome. Dont even know how to get my results online.. Have to call school/moe. Selection of course within how many days? Im not sure. Cut off points? What courses am i interested in? Im not sure either.. Omg, how???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things i will settle before my trip:&lt;br /&gt;1. Call the motherfucking singtel and settle everything and make payment when im back.&lt;br /&gt;2. Call school to ask about collection of results through internet. If jyss is stupid, im calling MOE.&lt;br /&gt;3. Make sure that those 2 important issues are settled. IT MUST BE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, my current blogskin looks kind of weird. Still working on it. Will get it done after im back! Never ending to-do-list. ~.~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-5055084606623494860?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/5055084606623494860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=5055084606623494860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/5055084606623494860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/5055084606623494860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2011/01/promise.html' title='Promise'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TSoLwJ6CRKI/AAAAAAAABZ0/3FDduul66UA/s72-c/bliss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-789532587889425109</id><published>2011-01-02T00:41:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T01:50:45.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>It seemed as though everyone is blogging bout year 2011, noting their new year resolutions down, giving blessings to their loved ones. So yup, similarly, my reason for this entry is about bidding year 2010 good bye and welcoming 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a year, i'm stuck in between these 2 cliche; "time flies in a blink of an eye"; "time crawls like there's no tomorrow". Don't be amused by this, i guess everyone feels the same. Well, 2010 was a smooth sailing year afterall, though there were some setbacks. Have no idea on where and what to start. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010, the most major thing was definitely GCE 'O' levels. I wasn't affected by it initially, i thought i had enough time. However, it totally strucked upon me that there is no such thing as burning midnight oil. Even though i did, but if i'm given another chance to take this examination, i will give my best from the beginning till the end without hesitation. A simple examination taught me a lot.. It gave me mixed feelings. Made me really feelng stressed, exhausted, losing faith in everything.. and all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a job in Giordano, was enjoying every bit of in in the beginning. Not until when i was asked to do closing, which was absurd. Have you ever seen a shop that closes after midnight? No exaggeration here. It was ridiculous, the shop closes at 1? 2? I reached home at 2+? The worse thing; reporting to work at 9 the following day which means i will have 4 hours of sleep. Its exhausting and depriving me of my sleep. And obviously, that provides me sufficient reasons to why i tendered my resignation letter which took effect on 28 Dec. Last day of work? 6 Jan, yayness*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my salary which was disappointing due to the CPF deduction which ruined my plans. Got a DSLR camera, which i have no idea why DSLR. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TR9ni-YFGmI/AAAAAAAABVQ/nwiqyyaswHk/s1600/IMG_0428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TR9ni-YFGmI/AAAAAAAABVQ/nwiqyyaswHk/s400/IMG_0428.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557274315755690594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently in a critical financial crisis yet i have to get my iphone4 and a macbookpro. This is driving me nuts. Got to get a new job after i'm officially free from the crazy Giordano. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas? Kind of disappointing too. Didn't get to celebrate it. However, got a bag from my Aunt. My 2 loved ones went overseas too. My brother went to India for some reasons for a month. My boy went to Genting to see KL kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanity strucked me and lead me to some nail boutique for nail extensions and manicure, French tips. Which ripped me off with a hefty sum of $68. Got a grey cardigan from my darling, wore it for 4 days straight without washing and got myself a black hoodie from UniQlo, *limited edition* Got a cute and sweet bracelet from my darling again.. Love it. Got myself a funny yet screwed up haircut. And gave birth to 2 babies.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TR9nkB7myBI/AAAAAAAABVw/nbt08W7v06Q/s1600/IMG_0466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TR9nkB7myBI/AAAAAAAABVw/nbt08W7v06Q/s400/IMG_0466.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557274333889873938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TR9njyFhKYI/AAAAAAAABVo/BHrKT2YbHmE/s1600/IMG_0464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TR9njyFhKYI/AAAAAAAABVo/BHrKT2YbHmE/s400/IMG_0464.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557274329636481410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TR9njaP8LPI/AAAAAAAABVg/ZYEhTptArZU/s1600/IMG_0463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TR9njaP8LPI/AAAAAAAABVg/ZYEhTptArZU/s400/IMG_0463.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557274323237743858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TR9njNU-6tI/AAAAAAAABVY/x5RmtHzJCJY/s1600/IMG_0458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TR9njNU-6tI/AAAAAAAABVY/x5RmtHzJCJY/s400/IMG_0458.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557274319769234130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TR9ko8_PCPI/AAAAAAAABUo/lTNS64xrhsQ/s1600/IMG_0339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TR9ko8_PCPI/AAAAAAAABUo/lTNS64xrhsQ/s400/IMG_0339.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557271119927380210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Sentosa for the countdown and couldnt enter Siloso beach due to pathetic reasons. Camp around the grassy areas and Carlsberg accompanied us. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TR9kp2jlxyI/AAAAAAAABVA/V-b-mX2Twns/s1600/IMG_0402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TR9kp2jlxyI/AAAAAAAABVA/V-b-mX2Twns/s400/IMG_0402.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557271135380686626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TR9kpsU284I/AAAAAAAABU4/QTw9SClhLis/s1600/IMG_0395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TR9kpsU284I/AAAAAAAABU4/QTw9SClhLis/s400/IMG_0395.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557271132634542978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TR9kpZgbVqI/AAAAAAAABUw/1nOJHvMeDTE/s1600/IMG_0387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TR9kpZgbVqI/AAAAAAAABUw/1nOJHvMeDTE/s400/IMG_0387.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557271127582791330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TR9hjsz4otI/AAAAAAAABUg/g2U7TnrsZHw/s1600/IMG_0335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TR9hjsz4otI/AAAAAAAABUg/g2U7TnrsZHw/s400/IMG_0335.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557267731150578386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countdown was an epic failure as Mr Yap the dick head had a great fall. *cries* Welcoming the new year with some blood. Missed the seconds to end 2010, and failed to catch the fireworks. But it's alright cause baby you're a firework! *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TR9kqbOTlAI/AAAAAAAABVI/eIaMg_qELMc/s1600/IMG_0412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TR9kqbOTlAI/AAAAAAAABVI/eIaMg_qELMc/s400/IMG_0412.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557271145223525378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011&lt;br /&gt;Gladly welcome this year and hope it would be smooth sailing, too. I will not bother to state any new year resolutions down as i find it redundant. Face it, it will never come true by noting it down. Do something about it instead. Welcoming this year with a getaway trip to Bangkok, Thailand. And to receive my GCE 'O' level results. I'm starting to feel nervous. Have no idea why i have such a never ending to-do-list. (slaps myself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been together with my boyfriend for 2 months, it has been merry and awesome. And i love him, best boyfriend ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, this sums up my 2010 and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cTfZXh427B0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;hd=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cTfZXh427B0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;hd=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&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/31799629-789532587889425109?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/789532587889425109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=789532587889425109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/789532587889425109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/789532587889425109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011.html' title='2011'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TR9ni-YFGmI/AAAAAAAABVQ/nwiqyyaswHk/s72-c/IMG_0428.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-174109320607566542</id><published>2010-12-01T01:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T02:53:54.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everything and anyrhing</title><content type='html'>Just got back from a warm and rejuvenating shower.&lt;br /&gt;As i was bathing, several thoughts raced through my mind.&lt;br /&gt;The thought of having to arise at 7am tires me.&lt;br /&gt;Didnt mention about being hired by Giordano as a temporary full time at Lucky Plaza. Yes, Lucky Plaza. First day of work was not as bad as i thought it would be. I have awesome colleagues, they were all young, amiable and helpful. It was real busy, we had no time to relieve our nature calls. There were all sorts of customers, 80% of them were not locals. Most of them were Fillipinos, Thais, Chinese and Westerners. The customers that i served were all friendly except for a handful of Chinese customers. They can really piss you off at times, though im aware of "customers are always right". It was really interesting to see people from different countries speaking different languages and i felt that Giordano did the right choice by hiring me as i could understand their languages and picked up some common phrases that i could use when catering to their needs. Well, it's almost similar to Malay.. The customers were all easy going, they were not so capricious like Singaporeans especially the aunties. They are not impatient when it comes to queueing up. I guess this explains the reason i enjoyed my first day of work. And, i look forward to working again. It was..i dont know how to put it. Weird feeling, just awesome.. Glad that i have awesome colleagues and reasonable incharges. Our duty shifts are even negotiable! And thanks to that, im able to attend my class BBQ. Well, im very eager to see my classmates and have a gathering. We havent had one since Grad night. Speaking bout Grad night, i have numerous comments about it. I have so many things i want to mention in this entry and i hope i dont forget them. Yea, so i was talking bout my job. One more thing that i like about it was that the shop plays songs that i listen even though they play Christmas songs at times. At least it doesnt annoy me, i love Christmas. I cant imagine what kind of songs will be played when Chinese New Year is drawing near.. Im sure to be one of first few that gets irritated and probably those pinoys. Haha, and i got mistaken as a pinoy by 1 of my customers. Is it because most of my colleagues are pinoys? Or do i really look like one.. Okay, its not like im against them or whatsoever. Its just that.. alright i dont know how to explain. Birds of different feathers can flock together as well. Some customers are really unhygienic and i really have to rant about it. When it comes to the sale of apparels, hygiene is really crucial. You know, the customers will be putting them on to try or maybe purchase them. And there's this middle age woman patronizing the shop that day. She was munching on peanuts as if she hadnt had a proper meal for days. Though we cannot judge the book by its cover, but i can easily know that she's unkempt by her appearance and the way she does things. She was talking to be loudly as if i have hearing disabilities. Ok, i accept that as the music was blasting loudly. The worst was that the peanuts were flying out from her mouth. And falling onto my clothes and those that were on sale. Her nails were very long and black. She was messing up all the shirts that i spent hours folding and she did not purchase any eventually. My blood was boiling and i could burst anytime. Christ. Now i truly understand why UniQlo doesnt allow customers that are eating to enter their shop. ~.~ &lt;br /&gt;Overall, i would say it was fun and much easy compared to being an effing waitress, i felt like a maid and i felt like thrusting my fist into the faces of those stuck up and arrogant customers most of the time. I am also a princess at home mind you! Also, the location was alright, toilets were near, food courts were available and there are a variety of food to choose from. One thing that suck was the fact that i live in the Eastest East. God damn it, i have to travel for a mother fucking 45mins to and fro, and i had to seats. It was so packed.. &lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, my efforts will not be in vain the moment i got my wants.. I have a never ending wishlist and i really wish that money will rain from the heavens sometimes. This time, my appetite is bigger, the things i want is much more costly. Therefore i have to work and work. Most humans are never satisfied and i am definitely no exception. So i have to pay a price for it.. I wouldnt say working is a commitment like most of the people do. Its an effort to me. Im aware that i am a heavy sleeper, and im also aware that i have to arise at 7. If i harbour the mindset that i will oversleep, i definitely will. So afterall, its an effort. Whether i want to wake up or to snooze my alarm and be dismissed by my boss. Though it is tiring and tough, this is life. Everyone has to go through this phase eventually. It is part and parcel of life like falling in love and being stressed up by continuous piling of school assignments and never ending examinations. So, to make my life happier and less miserable, i would look on the brighter side. Well, at least i can purchase my wants with my own earned money, it isnt the same as getting it as a present or by my dad. I would cherish it more.. At least i can gain experience and be adapted to the long hours of working as it is something that will come sooner or later.. On a brighter note, i can attend my BBQ tomorrow, im so thankful to my incharge who allowed me to change my shift last minute, she's so understanding.. I hope im not wrong. I really want to go for this gathering badly as i know, this may be the last gathering. I miss everything. Sometimes, i would wake up at 2pm, got alarmed by the timing, jolted off my bed, thinking that im late for school. Sometimes i feel that i have homeworks i have to complete and tests i have to study for. It made me feel upset.. Upset that i couldnt experience the feeling of fear that i would fail my test or get castigated by my teacher due to uncompleted homework. Of course, i hope that i will not need to retake everything over again. Needless to say, nobody wishes to repeat the same process after having the thought that you could move on to the next phase in life - having an easier and carefree life in poly.. or maybe jc. Studying for O's was really draining, it really made me very stressful and exhausted. I had to force myself to study, i didnt like it in the beginning but i got accustomized to it in the midst of mugging. I felt like giving up at point of times. And now that it was over, i somehow regretted not studying harder and not putting more effort in my studies. No matter how deep i regretted, its impossible that i would retake the exam. So the rest depends on Fate. The papers werent as challenging as most of us thought, i would say. It was manageable and that makes me regret more. For now, i will put these thoughts aside and enjoy my holiday. On a side note, my complexion is worsening day by day, due to lack of sleep, stress, and my diet. Under eye dark circles are appearing worse each day i woke up, break outs are more frequent and freckles are appearing constantly. It feels kind of infuriating yet saddening. There's nothing i could do to it besides drinking more water and applying serum every night. Blame it on my laziness. I seriously need to down gallons of water daily, its impossible as i have to work. Even if im not working, i do not have the habit of drinking water. I only drink it when im thirsty, i guess its less than a litre per day. I really need to get a bottle strap and hang in on me so that i would be reminded to drink more water to lighten the weight. Haha, its impossible to do that, im 16 going 17 in 2 months time and i cant possibly be carrying a bottle everywhere i go right! It looks.. retarded and moronic. I really need to hit the sacks soon, but i have so many things i want to talk about.. :(&lt;br /&gt;Oh my God, its 2.20am already, time flies.. I have to wake up at 7! Damn, think i can only catch a couple of hours' rest. I will just briefly summarise about Grad night, it wasnt awesome. Instead, it was very warm and jaded. Nothing much to elaborate on it anyway.. And most importantly, i got a new love. He's sweet and meticulous, and most importantly, he loves me. Well, i hope it will be everlasting. Though i have faced many setbacks in life, i learnt to overcome it and each time i pass a hurdle, i emerged as a strong being. So, i will live positively. Though i lost my mobile phone, i lost all my songs, my contacts, my ex, my money, my etc, i will take it as part and parcel of life. That's about it! Oh! I forgot to mention about my upcoming getaway trip in Bangkok, though the weather is warm and humid, i will look on the brighter side still! Well, at least the things there are cheap! ;)&lt;br /&gt;Things that i want to get are expensive, mostly gadgets. Phone, camera and a notebook. Gosh. This is driving me insane. Fatigue is overwhelming my entire being, i really got to hit the sacks nowwww! I need to be more discipline.. Its been so long since i updated this dead and pathetic blog of mine, and been so long since i last did a compo or type in proper English.. I really need to update more often otherwise my English language would just spiral downwards.. Its kind of challenging for me to perfect my tenses now, im feeling lousy and worried now. Who cares anyway, no one is reading..  Oh fuck i just smacked a fucking mosquito that bit me twice. Ok, good night! Apologies for such an abrupt ending. Will do a proper entry when i have the time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, im back again. I just thought of something..&lt;br /&gt;It's the start of a new month, 1st December.&lt;br /&gt;I hope everything will sail smoothly and i will have an awesome December.&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is round the corner too, not really excited for it this year though..&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, it has been month that i am officially attached to my sweedie too.&lt;br /&gt;Its impossible that i would type out a long entry now as my eyelids are getting heavier and im sleepy.. &lt;br /&gt;To my dear boy, i love you, i have many things i want to write to you.. To sum it up, firstly, i want to express my gratitude towards you. I know this seems exagerrating and redundant but still, thanks for being there for me all the time. When im sad, angry, happy, confused, stressed, tired, bored, cheeky, embarrassed, and all. I appreciated it, it feels very good to have you, being so sweet, thoughtful and all. Doing little things for me painstakingly, getting me things that i like, for example, sugar bunnies, thought i did not managed to obtain the white one :( But its ok, i know you care. You were there for me for everything.. When im sad, you kept quiet. I know you are bad at words and you have absolutely no idea on how to console me so you thought it was better to keep quiet and let me release my emotions myself. I dont hold it against you and i know you were upset about it that time, you felt useless. But no dear, at least i know you care. I love you alright. I will always be there for you too, i promise. I dont know how to show my love to you, i just love you.. Its indescribable, i will just love you till the end of my life. Remember? We have many things we want to do together? :) I hope that we will always be together and we will always be sweet. Truly speaking, sometimes im afraid that your feelings towards me would fade. I wouldnt dare to think about it. I know this is very silly but there are many girls having a better character than me, and looking better than me.. Sometimes i feel inferior.. I feel like i couldnt give you happiness. Its making me doleful. I feel like crying when im writing this you know? :( I will always love you though i love Zac Effron too. But its different, you know right.. Many people have walked in of my life. Some have left. But you are always there.. I am clueless and amazed at time. Probably you live up to your email username "waiting_rulez", okay, im really very dumb. Now im smiling to myself. Haha, im so retarded, i mentioned that i want to sum everything up yet i typed out so much.. Alright, i will save the rest in a proper post for you. :) For now, just know that you are the best and you are my Mr Right, i hope im your Ms Left too. I mean Ms Right. Hehe, i want to marry you! Ok la, im not that desperate. Im not a desperate horny bitch! ;) Hehe, IM REALLY SLEEPING NOW OKAY. If not i will just keep typing on and on but i really have so many things on my mind, im afraid i would forget.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s pardon me for this messy post and my "awesome" English with "perfect" tenses. Im too tired to correct it and i have not been writing for weeks. Qing ni ti liang wo! 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cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TKVRsWh4sSI/AAAAAAAABNE/eOeisDYG7zk/s400/tumblr_kznm6diHpo1qzmz4co1_400.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522910340443582754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU. :* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TKVRpskNfXI/AAAAAAAABM8/utdToiqfK7w/s1600/tumblr_l4kx3p9dXN1qzog77o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TKVRpskNfXI/AAAAAAAABM8/utdToiqfK7w/s400/tumblr_l4kx3p9dXN1qzog77o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522910294819306866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you? I want to have you every meal and every day booked to me, so i can have you all to myself. Selfish yet loving. Xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TKVRmL8Xp_I/AAAAAAAABM0/fKQuldc6q5s/s1600/tumblr_l54h64PvzM1qzfe84o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 204px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TKVRmL8Xp_I/AAAAAAAABM0/fKQuldc6q5s/s400/tumblr_l54h64PvzM1qzfe84o1_400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522910234522658802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will love me back too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TKVRgJpAQVI/AAAAAAAABMs/-RoPNo1VopI/s1600/tumblr_l0x3plKOZm1qzbqvao1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TKVRgJpAQVI/AAAAAAAABMs/-RoPNo1VopI/s400/tumblr_l0x3plKOZm1qzbqvao1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522910130825347410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin bieber is JinglyPuff. HAHAHA SNORLAX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TKVRa9CrfII/AAAAAAAABMk/K2PVjfYAX4U/s1600/tumblr_l0pkpsNPcU1qan5fqo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TKVRa9CrfII/AAAAAAAABMk/K2PVjfYAX4U/s400/tumblr_l0pkpsNPcU1qan5fqo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522910041544031362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TKVRJK3SN5I/AAAAAAAABMc/ysj4lwu5zh4/s1600/tumblr_l94eeidGKc1qb8txro1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TKVRJK3SN5I/AAAAAAAABMc/ysj4lwu5zh4/s400/tumblr_l94eeidGKc1qb8txro1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522909736016689042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww am ji than got kissed. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TKVQ7AdLNDI/AAAAAAAABMM/kK6-Mydk0d0/s1600/tumblr_l80da8szuC1qaobbko1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TKVQ7AdLNDI/AAAAAAAABMM/kK6-Mydk0d0/s400/tumblr_l80da8szuC1qaobbko1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522909492704654386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TKVQ-uTosmI/AAAAAAAABMU/w2MzO68JqfI/s1600/tumblr_l1119dcF1j1qan5fqo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 375px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TKVQ-uTosmI/AAAAAAAABMU/w2MzO68JqfI/s400/tumblr_l1119dcF1j1qan5fqo1_400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522909556552282722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I demand one of yours! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TKVQzbEDcUI/AAAAAAAABME/C7UfARbFqiM/s1600/tumblr_kztnnmrnUS1qzxzwwo1_400.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 386px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TKVQzbEDcUI/AAAAAAAABME/C7UfARbFqiM/s400/tumblr_kztnnmrnUS1qzxzwwo1_400.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522909362408091970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thinking about S all the time, Stephanie! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TKVQmCz5-LI/AAAAAAAABL8/Vu1NKHLxQy4/s1600/tumblr_l43na0JYvM1qzwldso1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 154px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TKVQmCz5-LI/AAAAAAAABL8/Vu1NKHLxQy4/s400/tumblr_l43na0JYvM1qzwldso1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522909132559612082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me 'Ahyap dont worry, she touched and draw on you is because she loves you' HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-4426625913358839951?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/4426625913358839951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=4426625913358839951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/4426625913358839951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/4426625913358839951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/10/can-you.html' title='Can you? :*'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TKVRsWh4sSI/AAAAAAAABNE/eOeisDYG7zk/s72-c/tumblr_kznm6diHpo1qzmz4co1_400.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-5226379732410526403</id><published>2010-09-29T11:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T12:08:13.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ILLY. :*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TKK53c6BXFI/AAAAAAAABL0/8AQckOoaz1M/s1600/DSC_1436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TKK53c6BXFI/AAAAAAAABL0/8AQckOoaz1M/s400/DSC_1436.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522180455413144658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TKK5t5q53fI/AAAAAAAABLs/fWYvuJM5P1A/s1600/picsay-2010-09-25+00.07.28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TKK5t5q53fI/AAAAAAAABLs/fWYvuJM5P1A/s400/picsay-2010-09-25+00.07.28.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522180291335675378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TKK5phQy6nI/AAAAAAAABLk/OjWfjtL9lTk/s1600/DSC_1430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TKK5phQy6nI/AAAAAAAABLk/OjWfjtL9lTk/s400/DSC_1430.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522180216064240242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEOWWWSHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TKK5etnzCII/AAAAAAAABLc/W_eKt1EROyw/s1600/DSC_1428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TKK5etnzCII/AAAAAAAABLc/W_eKt1EROyw/s400/DSC_1428.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522180030403381378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TKK5W0f2xXI/AAAAAAAABLU/7kN2djy12bw/s1600/DSC_1427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TKK5W0f2xXI/AAAAAAAABLU/7kN2djy12bw/s400/DSC_1427.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522179894810166642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My chiobu sleeping. &lt;3 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TKK5GewonPI/AAAAAAAABLM/2RpNfTN6kvM/s1600/DSC_1434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TKK5GewonPI/AAAAAAAABLM/2RpNfTN6kvM/s400/DSC_1434.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522179614097054962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think everyone has someone they cant live without and for me it's you, you made everything tingle with your touch, you brought forward a joy when you speak, you brought my heaven when you lips touched, you brought me warmth with your hand entwine. You gave me a world of tomorrow, a world with you. :* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember NO. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 IS SIBEI GL ONE! You need to study than you can beat them up in your exams! So you must scare them! Dont let them and liling and laugh at you! LETS STUDY! Okay before that i need to eat, famished. :( Haha i love you. :* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Just know that you're not in this thing alone, there's a place in me where you can call home. Whenever you feel like you're breaking apart, just let me know and i'll bring you right up. You're worth having so i'll fight for you, i'll never quit because it just breaks me and you so i'll never. So when it gets hard, i'll fight for you, to be mine. :* '&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-5226379732410526403?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/5226379732410526403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=5226379732410526403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/5226379732410526403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/5226379732410526403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/09/illy.html' title='ILLY. :*'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TKK53c6BXFI/AAAAAAAABL0/8AQckOoaz1M/s72-c/DSC_1436.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-3967373364159928241</id><published>2010-09-26T00:36:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T01:27:13.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TJ4uSpMYzpI/AAAAAAAABI8/3PQpyyTLeyw/s1600/Photo3614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TJ4uSpMYzpI/AAAAAAAABI8/3PQpyyTLeyw/s400/Photo3614.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520901091033140882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TJ4uTpXGu5I/AAAAAAAABJM/xjeOtEN_zHs/s1600/Photo3616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TJ4uTpXGu5I/AAAAAAAABJM/xjeOtEN_zHs/s400/Photo3616.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520901108257962898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TJ4uTDFQhqI/AAAAAAAABJE/fy6pr_cg2-4/s1600/Photo3615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TJ4uTDFQhqI/AAAAAAAABJE/fy6pr_cg2-4/s400/Photo3615.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520901097982559906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TJ4vtkZg5SI/AAAAAAAABLE/VtPwnuUw70U/s1600/Photo3630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TJ4uU5iFRQI/AAAAAAAABJc/rtXMWph95Ug/s400/Photo3635.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520901129778840834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TJ4uUfuDHdI/AAAAAAAABJU/NZjCsdyHqrk/s1600/Photo3634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TJ4uUfuDHdI/AAAAAAAABJU/NZjCsdyHqrk/s400/Photo3634.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520901122849709522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TJ4vXa4oAvI/AAAAAAAABKs/BXPspMxm9Xc/s1600/Photo3636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TJ4vXa4oAvI/AAAAAAAABKs/BXPspMxm9Xc/s400/Photo3636.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520902272603128562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I kiss your lips, I feel the rolling thunder to my fingertips.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-3967373364159928241?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/3967373364159928241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=3967373364159928241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/3967373364159928241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/3967373364159928241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/09/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TJ4uSpMYzpI/AAAAAAAABI8/3PQpyyTLeyw/s72-c/Photo3614.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-5619514868914134469</id><published>2010-09-23T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T00:22:39.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mooncakes of love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TJosIP7EUiI/AAAAAAAABIs/n1LNL1LgS2A/s1600/R.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TJosIP7EUiI/AAAAAAAABIs/n1LNL1LgS2A/s400/R.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519772813520818722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi dear, you must be surprised this would turn out here at your blog. Started my day with a lovely breakfast, and you gave me your sugarbunny. AWW TOUCHED. :) We spent our day almost all together, so i finally know how he feels when he's able to stick around with you everywhere during school time. *ENVY*  We went on to our after school lifes then meet at night as usual, but this time for the mooncake festival, someone's scared of loud crackers and is a noob matcher too. And she put a barbell! _! _ You better remove this when you see this. Spend a lovely night incl it. ;) GOOD GIRLFRIEND? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BEST &lt;/span&gt; should be the correct word.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TJosTPnpnFI/AAAAAAAABI0/pf1ZdxYkdjM/s1600/I+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TJosTPnpnFI/AAAAAAAABI0/pf1ZdxYkdjM/s400/I+love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519773002417937490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I LOVE (RACHELLE) ' ;) This is on my wallpaper! See how sweet your face is on my phone. :B I love you, sleep tight. Loves. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-5619514868914134469?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/5619514868914134469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=5619514868914134469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/5619514868914134469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/5619514868914134469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/09/mooncakes-of-love.html' title='Mooncakes of love'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TJosIP7EUiI/AAAAAAAABIs/n1LNL1LgS2A/s72-c/R.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-1709549480087474078</id><published>2010-09-19T01:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T01:54:53.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6owFdXkpp70?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6owFdXkpp70?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&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/31799629-1709549480087474078?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/1709549480087474078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=1709549480087474078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/1709549480087474078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/1709549480087474078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-3118545540224989110</id><published>2010-09-12T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T00:30:00.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AU REVOIR DEAR MILK TOOTH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIz3unswlZI/AAAAAAAABIM/5sHhQtFOqRE/s1600/Photo3406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 393px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIz3unswlZI/AAAAAAAABIM/5sHhQtFOqRE/s400/Photo3406.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516056023924774290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIz3uI3JNaI/AAAAAAAABIE/b4oPrEl_ocg/s1600/Photo3407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIz3uI3JNaI/AAAAAAAABIE/b4oPrEl_ocg/s400/Photo3407.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516056015646832034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIz3tYo5aKI/AAAAAAAABH8/Qv2zNGTndLc/s1600/Photo3403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIz3tYo5aKI/AAAAAAAABH8/Qv2zNGTndLc/s400/Photo3403.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516056002702174370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIz3she29MI/AAAAAAAABH0/Ro6giZfOOq4/s1600/Photo3387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIz3XwEUmrI/AAAAAAAABHc/35crj_wpg0I/s400/Photo3396.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516055631034096306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIz3XERd-sI/AAAAAAAABHU/Z7uzbPPKn0Y/s1600/Photo3393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIz3XERd-sI/AAAAAAAABHU/Z7uzbPPKn0Y/s400/Photo3393.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516055619278076610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIz3WsrdK3I/AAAAAAAABHM/TfLdUg6hN_c/s1600/Photo3383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIz3WsrdK3I/AAAAAAAABHM/TfLdUg6hN_c/s400/Photo3383.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516055612944624498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIz3WFOc1AI/AAAAAAAABHE/XoG3-mtb9uk/s1600/Photo3384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIz3WFOc1AI/AAAAAAAABHE/XoG3-mtb9uk/s400/Photo3384.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516055602353984514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's me again blogging at this hour using mobile blog! Yea, the title of this entry has reason out the above pictures which i know is unglam. Cool, losing a milk tooth at the age of 16 must a joke to everyone. I bet i will be a laughingstock tmr. And yes, i'm going to hit the sacks and wake up for MATHS paper, my most hated subject. Still, i'll give my best. 42 more days to clear my main burden, looking forward yet overwhelmed with fear; this feeling is indescribable, i've no idea what it is. Well, for the current moment, i just hope everything goes well and i wont be disappointed in myself at the end of the day. I don't expect too much, i just hope my aggregate satisfies me and i'd be contented. Please. X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-3118545540224989110?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/3118545540224989110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=3118545540224989110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/3118545540224989110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/3118545540224989110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/09/au-revoir-dear-milk-tooth.html' title='AU REVOIR DEAR MILK TOOTH'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIz3unswlZI/AAAAAAAABIM/5sHhQtFOqRE/s72-c/Photo3406.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-8987281371362714550</id><published>2010-09-10T23:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T23:21:58.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE YOU!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIpLS38lKBI/AAAAAAAABG0/vIJxfG84bDs/s1600/DSC_1374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIpLS38lKBI/AAAAAAAABG0/vIJxfG84bDs/s400/DSC_1374.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515303481296365586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHE CHIO SIA! ;) Your eyes like almond-shaped. :B Thought it's not as nice as you now, happy to say i still love her. :* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIpLJTDwtSI/AAAAAAAABGs/i60ofTmsyUs/s1600/picsay-2010-09-10+20.54.53.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIpLJTDwtSI/AAAAAAAABGs/i60ofTmsyUs/s400/picsay-2010-09-10+20.54.53.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515303316775548194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a sleeping Beauty in the house YO! She's sleeping yet she knows i took her EZ-Link photo and she still TSK when i ask her to wake, hais, being her boyfriend is awww! HAHA JK! :B GREAT! I spent quality 5 hours with my dear girl, although i'm dead beat, almost dying tired, it's still worth is seeing a mango jeans S. :) &amp; GUESS WHAT?! She saved me today at the pole, awww i couldn't get up, but that was a stunning stun indeed! 8*) She's crazy, she likes to blow bubbles, i like to dance burst them. She's noob, she didn't eat before corn kui and Onehoneh. AWWW And she's cute cause she lost to me in Panda and Jubeat. :B She's a fake pig cause she doesn't eat but i still &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LOVE HER&lt;/span&gt;&gt; :* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIpLEJTcy3I/AAAAAAAABGk/x4-DtvX9rqM/s1600/picsay-2010-09-10+20.57.45.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIpLEJTcy3I/AAAAAAAABGk/x4-DtvX9rqM/s400/picsay-2010-09-10+20.57.45.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515303228257651570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me kiss you in your dreams, let me assure you a long lasting love. Let me show you even in your dream, i'll lit it up to be the best, the sweetest and the most loving dream you will ever have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Anything's that worth heaven, sure enough worth fighting for, quitting is out of the question, when it gets hard i got to fight some more; and that's You!' Anyway sometimes i do get Jealous, inferior and sad over YOU AND HIM. But thinking another way, why not just forget about Who you belong to now, just whether you love me or not. ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODBYE SWEETHEART CUM DEAR. ;) SEE YOU IN MSN! HAHAHAH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-8987281371362714550?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/8987281371362714550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=8987281371362714550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/8987281371362714550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/8987281371362714550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-love-you.html' title='I LOVE YOU!'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIpLS38lKBI/AAAAAAAABG0/vIJxfG84bDs/s72-c/DSC_1374.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-5895752942096780488</id><published>2010-09-10T22:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T22:56:28.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Couple of pictures to share</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIpE0XJolsI/AAAAAAAABE8/Q6-n52WHkKc/s1600/Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIpE0XJolsI/AAAAAAAABE8/Q6-n52WHkKc/s400/Picnik+collage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515296360026904258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIpFwzsHcgI/AAAAAAAABGU/gYSiCzkTT0A/s1600/59537_493525721163_546586163_7075808_6026947_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIpFwzsHcgI/AAAAAAAABGU/gYSiCzkTT0A/s400/59537_493525721163_546586163_7075808_6026947_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515297398479876610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, who is this busty girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIpFwf1mphI/AAAAAAAABGM/mfnIcJ-IuWE/s1600/59537_493525716163_546586163_7075807_7850332_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIpFwf1mphI/AAAAAAAABGM/mfnIcJ-IuWE/s400/59537_493525716163_546586163_7075807_7850332_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515297393150961170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHH, it's aunty nancy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIpFv0_L84I/AAAAAAAABGE/V7rpM22tnnw/s1600/58230_493525941163_546586163_7075814_6534934_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIpFv0_L84I/AAAAAAAABGE/V7rpM22tnnw/s400/58230_493525941163_546586163_7075814_6534934_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515297381648429954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her boobs really boost her self-esteem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIpFdagCjBI/AAAAAAAABF8/JFrMltmZnOI/s1600/Photo3349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIpFdagCjBI/AAAAAAAABF8/JFrMltmZnOI/s400/Photo3349.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515297065300823058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww, sleeping?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIpFc4qFNRI/AAAAAAAABF0/ysLeGQigdVQ/s1600/Photo3348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIpFc4qFNRI/AAAAAAAABF0/ysLeGQigdVQ/s400/Photo3348.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515297056216134930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute siols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIpFcMd3VRI/AAAAAAAABFs/iAH_VaVTPJo/s1600/Photo3347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIpFcMd3VRI/AAAAAAAABFs/iAH_VaVTPJo/s400/Photo3347.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515297044353733906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tweety bird?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIpFbrB54HI/AAAAAAAABFk/1t76SoPs27A/s1600/Photo3346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIpFbrB54HI/AAAAAAAABFk/1t76SoPs27A/s400/Photo3346.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515297035378090098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nose getting fucked, step long fringe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIpE3GbN2NI/AAAAAAAABFc/LQCOzaNVVLo/s1600/Photo3345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIpE3GbN2NI/AAAAAAAABFc/LQCOzaNVVLo/s400/Photo3345.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515296407076853970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww, sleeping beauty victimised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIpE2EwS-ZI/AAAAAAAABFU/9aOE0tjIwE0/s1600/Photo3343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIpE2EwS-ZI/AAAAAAAABFU/9aOE0tjIwE0/s400/Photo3343.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515296389448530322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zZZ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIpE1sr8_YI/AAAAAAAABFM/dVVr1t6VoAQ/s1600/Photo3341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIpE1sr8_YI/AAAAAAAABFM/dVVr1t6VoAQ/s400/Photo3341.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515296382987861378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck, scare me. Suddenly eyes open wor O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIpE0xhPxyI/AAAAAAAABFE/2NUwufo_SBk/s1600/Photo3354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIpE0xhPxyI/AAAAAAAABFE/2NUwufo_SBk/s400/Photo3354.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515296367105263394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-5895752942096780488?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/5895752942096780488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=5895752942096780488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/5895752942096780488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/5895752942096780488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/09/couple-of-pictures-to-share.html' title='Couple of pictures to share'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIpE0XJolsI/AAAAAAAABE8/Q6-n52WHkKc/s72-c/Picnik+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-4565183936573479785</id><published>2010-09-07T23:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T01:09:21.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A torrent of bad feelings</title><content type='html'>Hi blog, it’s been a long time since I last gave you any input about my life. Well, life hasn't been happening lately. I'm enjoying my September holidays yet worrying for my prelims at the current moment. But what to do? School's reopening in 3 days time, in such a short span of time, there is no way that i can memorise anything for geog/chem/fnn/etc.. Still, i will give my utmost best. The final practice before the long awaited national exam which is also my only burden. X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We are the living links in a life force that moves and plays around and through us, binding the deepest soils with the farthest stars."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-4565183936573479785?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/4565183936573479785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=4565183936573479785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/4565183936573479785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/4565183936573479785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/09/we-are-living-links-in-life-force-that.html' title='A torrent of bad feelings'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-16855878946375850</id><published>2010-09-05T23:53:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T00:02:26.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yaya small me la</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIO-QBN2WLI/AAAAAAAABDk/tnHpCb6TIgI/s1600/DSC_1285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIO-QBN2WLI/AAAAAAAABDk/tnHpCb6TIgI/s400/DSC_1285.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513459551245326514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIO-HnXH8wI/AAAAAAAABDc/uE9Ko-x8trA/s1600/DSC_1283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIO-HnXH8wI/AAAAAAAABDc/uE9Ko-x8trA/s400/DSC_1283.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513459406865953538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Happy I LOVE YOU DAY! :* ' I LOVE YOU EVERYDAY, :* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIO9-CYT2wI/AAAAAAAABDU/4QBFx93JZoo/s1600/Photo+on+2010-09-05+at+23.36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIO9-CYT2wI/AAAAAAAABDU/4QBFx93JZoo/s400/Photo+on+2010-09-05+at+23.36.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513459242319993602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww, cute?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIO96yEZK_I/AAAAAAAABDM/F8lp-cc4-C0/s1600/Photo+on+2010-09-05+at+23.38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIO96yEZK_I/AAAAAAAABDM/F8lp-cc4-C0/s400/Photo+on+2010-09-05+at+23.38.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513459186401881074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you will laugh at this photo, i look like some penguin! :/ AWWW STOP LAUGHING! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIO9wlqfwhI/AAAAAAAABDE/5uoVDltpp4U/s1600/Photo+on+2010-09-05+at+23.41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIO9wlqfwhI/AAAAAAAABDE/5uoVDltpp4U/s400/Photo+on+2010-09-05+at+23.41.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513459011273343506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one my teacher praise okay! But it's about the flowers. -,- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIO9qnEOitI/AAAAAAAABC8/8q9iRBVLas8/s1600/Photo+on+2010-09-05+at+23.42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIO9qnEOitI/AAAAAAAABC8/8q9iRBVLas8/s400/Photo+on+2010-09-05+at+23.42.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513458908570487506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe my brother &gt; :B &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIO9gGjyPaI/AAAAAAAABC0/xT3LL0MpMoY/s1600/Photo+on+2010-09-05+at+23.42+%233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIO9gGjyPaI/AAAAAAAABC0/xT3LL0MpMoY/s400/Photo+on+2010-09-05+at+23.42+%233.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513458728045788578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Climbing on some China rock thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIO9cHjfS2I/AAAAAAAABCs/TehuWZ9dbqI/s1600/Photo+on+2010-09-05+at+23.46.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIO9cHjfS2I/AAAAAAAABCs/TehuWZ9dbqI/s400/Photo+on+2010-09-05+at+23.46.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513458659593505634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me baby, staring blankly at you. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIO9XngAYkI/AAAAAAAABCk/aTDhwdsU3z0/s1600/Photo+on+2010-09-05+at+23.47+%232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIO9XngAYkI/AAAAAAAABCk/aTDhwdsU3z0/s400/Photo+on+2010-09-05+at+23.47+%232.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513458582269485634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww nude ley, don't get hot over this. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIO9Pf21fbI/AAAAAAAABCc/k86VHtEM-m8/s1600/Photo+on+2010-09-05+at+23.49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIO9Pf21fbI/AAAAAAAABCc/k86VHtEM-m8/s400/Photo+on+2010-09-05+at+23.49.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513458442778803634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fav toy ley!! WTF! I still miss it. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-16855878946375850?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/16855878946375850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=16855878946375850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/16855878946375850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/16855878946375850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/09/yaya-small-me-la.html' title='Yaya small me la'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TIO-QBN2WLI/AAAAAAAABDk/tnHpCb6TIgI/s72-c/DSC_1285.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-5233258047556671766</id><published>2010-08-30T17:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T17:37:59.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DjGOEU94sHc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DjGOEU94sHc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&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/31799629-5233258047556671766?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/5233258047556671766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=5233258047556671766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/5233258047556671766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/5233258047556671766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-1974799889698114493</id><published>2010-08-24T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T22:34:16.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being ourselves</title><content type='html'>We have always learnt not to judge a book by its cover. It's really one of the most useful thing that anyone can possibly teach us. In what ever workplace that you are, there is sure bound to be all types of people that you have to suck up to, whether is that your superior or that is your school mates, so as not to spoil working relationships. Not to mention that there will be people who will try to disrupt peace in one way or the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have really seen sooo much and thus try to accomodate everyone so much that sometimes i feel very tired trying to show different people different facets and try to befriend everyone. However, i must really thank one of the most irritating people in my class for a great lesson learnt. In the past, even though i do not really like this person, i will try to bother less with her and try to still accomodate this person. But now, i will not give a damn about her. I guess i really have to find a new balance between both retaining harmony yet not seeming like a hypocrite that is so eager to please everyone, which i still have not done so......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was just towards acquaintances and friendship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-1974799889698114493?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/1974799889698114493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=1974799889698114493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/1974799889698114493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/1974799889698114493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/08/being-ourselves.html' title='Being ourselves'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-497982684733786451</id><published>2010-08-15T22:46:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T23:21:09.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you. :*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TGgCE0MZ_1I/AAAAAAAAA78/Y6IcrqfRuo4/s1600/DSC_1220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TGgCE0MZ_1I/AAAAAAAAA78/Y6IcrqfRuo4/s400/DSC_1220.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505652826213842770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Me in happy version' ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TGgBuQlKfDI/AAAAAAAAA70/WKccx-FVNfE/s1600/DSC_1221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TGgBuQlKfDI/AAAAAAAAA70/WKccx-FVNfE/s400/DSC_1221.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505652438696885298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TGgBYVCBLeI/AAAAAAAAA7s/IiaWy7uHVYM/s1600/DSC_1223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TGgBYVCBLeI/AAAAAAAAA7s/IiaWy7uHVYM/s400/DSC_1223.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505652061934530018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Haha thanks for your hardwork and late nights! Love you like mad. :**) 'I will give you a book on durians' HAHA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TGgBCZ7ocyI/AAAAAAAAA7k/GDrgmnsFyEw/s1600/DSC_1207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TGgBCZ7ocyI/AAAAAAAAA7k/GDrgmnsFyEw/s400/DSC_1207.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505651685292798754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You're my rainbow, you always there to cheer me up when my life just ended a rain of sadness' :*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TGgAth8gQWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/u9K4zu2gyFQ/s1600/DSC_1202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TGgAth8gQWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/u9K4zu2gyFQ/s400/DSC_1202.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505651326666686818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Holy! I LOVE IT!! :*' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TGgAXDZlBiI/AAAAAAAAA7U/jqGxOBng_9E/s1600/DSC_1199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TGgAXDZlBiI/AAAAAAAAA7U/jqGxOBng_9E/s400/DSC_1199.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505650940510012962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TGf_7fFpn_I/AAAAAAAAA7M/2Vp6OOTt9uQ/s1600/DSC_1200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TGf_7fFpn_I/AAAAAAAAA7M/2Vp6OOTt9uQ/s400/DSC_1200.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505650466906284018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Boy cum girl version of both of us! TEEHEHEHE' :*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TGf_dZK-24I/AAAAAAAAA7E/XNBDaTLpX8w/s1600/DSC_1193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TGf_dZK-24I/AAAAAAAAA7E/XNBDaTLpX8w/s400/DSC_1193.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505649949921958786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TGf-_1ZDbZI/AAAAAAAAA68/kkDENTjb49U/s1600/DSC_1192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TGf-_1ZDbZI/AAAAAAAAA68/kkDENTjb49U/s400/DSC_1192.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505649442101095826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I run noe, my girl is obsessed with this. Love her for drawing me her masterpiece. :**'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TGf95apd3tI/AAAAAAAAA6s/Pm15-IkJTPY/s1600/w2n02w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TGf95apd3tI/AAAAAAAAA6s/Pm15-IkJTPY/s400/w2n02w.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505648232331337426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I love you so deeply if one day you leave me, and you turn back you will see a torn me, a broken me that can never stand again without you. I love you, for you're the best among everyone, no matter what people say, you stand out like the only light in between the vast of darkness, no one could replace you, your name is special enough to say it, you character speaks so much, you voice tells me your life, your eyes shows me yours soul, your heart shows me your love and your lips cure all pain in within. I LOVE MY GIRL, RACHELLE STEPHANIE ROBINSON CHUA HUI QING!!! :****' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should really thank this meticulous girl who did so much for me, and she didn't even complain. I'm touched by her book, alone it almost made me cry. Thank you Sweetheart. :* Yes you said yours all in the book nows my turn. Time with you really seems enriching, fast and all worthwhile, we can sit and do nothing yet i won't feel bored, we can just stare at each other and you never fail to make my day too, you make me miss you so much, i think i have never love someone so much before, EVER. I'm afraid you would leave me one day, and never return, i'm afraid. You're my biggest flaw and strength at the same time you never fail to make me stand again and cheer me on. (Asking me to eat carrots) Don't ever think i say i love you just for fun, it's not fun to say it without loving you. And i do love you, what you did for me yesterday left me speechless, no matter where we go, as long as you are with me, everything's all fine. I love you. :**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You accept me for who i am, and although i have many flaws, you still love me and treat me like a one of a kind species. LOVE YOU. :* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HEHE I LOVE MY GIRL! :**** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-497982684733786451?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/497982684733786451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=497982684733786451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/497982684733786451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/497982684733786451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-love-you.html' title='I love you. :*'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TGgCE0MZ_1I/AAAAAAAAA78/Y6IcrqfRuo4/s72-c/DSC_1220.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-627689946640305938</id><published>2010-08-15T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T00:33:26.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy birthday my dear boy. I love you. Simple as that. &lt; 3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-627689946640305938?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/627689946640305938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=627689946640305938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/627689946640305938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/627689946640305938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-birthday-my-dear-boy.html' title=''/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-8821973453146635604</id><published>2010-08-11T20:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T20:44:30.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOTTIE</title><content type='html'>Hi hottie, this is an entry to get back at you. Yea, those pictures of me were magnificent, such a hottie. But no worries, i will not replace you in the position of a "hottie". You're much hotter than me, don't be modest, just tell yourself you are hot, after looking at the collage i've made. You better be appreciative as i made this collage painstakingly, i crop the pictures and merge them up meticulously to ensure that you'd look hot. And here it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TGKagTHCIBI/AAAAAAAAA6k/5XgXrXSkBd8/s1600/Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 348px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TGKagTHCIBI/AAAAAAAAA6k/5XgXrXSkBd8/s400/Picnik+collage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504131574276431890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Click for a better view, you may want to save it for your own preference. Oh dear, just looking at it would make me pespire, my nose would bleed and i may squirt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-8821973453146635604?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/8821973453146635604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=8821973453146635604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/8821973453146635604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/8821973453146635604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/08/hottie.html' title='HOTTIE'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TGKagTHCIBI/AAAAAAAAA6k/5XgXrXSkBd8/s72-c/Picnik+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-1151745848137493124</id><published>2010-08-11T09:32:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T09:39:48.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love you. :*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TGH-Da9Y10I/AAAAAAAAA6U/x3o7LA8AmSA/s1600/Video+Snapshot+of+Rachelle+:*-1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 390px; height: 293px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TGH-Da9Y10I/AAAAAAAAA6U/x3o7LA8AmSA/s400/Video+Snapshot+of+Rachelle+:*-1.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503959554353321794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(YAWNZ, SOMEONE TIRED ^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TGH99VQM7LI/AAAAAAAAA6M/1rwAoyrjX4g/s1600/Video+Snapshot+of+Rachelle+:*-3.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 390px; height: 293px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TGH99VQM7LI/AAAAAAAAA6M/1rwAoyrjX4g/s400/Video+Snapshot+of+Rachelle+:*-3.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503959449742404786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(SPEECHLESS, CUTEMAN! 8) ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TGH95PV4cjI/AAAAAAAAA6E/7EIV0FCZBuk/s1600/Video+Snapshot+of+Rachelle+:*-2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 390px; height: 293px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TGH95PV4cjI/AAAAAAAAA6E/7EIV0FCZBuk/s400/Video+Snapshot+of+Rachelle+:*-2.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503959379436139058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PowerRanger ;) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TGH9xJDTqKI/AAAAAAAAA58/NKnqFJs38gY/s1600/DSC_1144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TGH9xJDTqKI/AAAAAAAAA58/NKnqFJs38gY/s400/DSC_1144.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503959240308664482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This two hottie is at your house now. ^^ )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, me not going school and posting this is lame. HAHA! But it's been long since i hack into Ms Ah HAILIAN cum cute cum clumsy cum lazy girl's account. ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly i would like to thank Rachelle Chua for making my day on National day (Instead of making Singapore happy she made me) :B I lovediekillcumlive her! ^^ :********* The way i look into your eyes, i can see me deep inside. :B &lt;br /&gt;And she walked with thousands of indians to fight, brave. :( Haha okay i know you will kill me for the pictures, i'll take nicer ones on Saturday, promise. ^^ Okay, see you later. LOVE YOU. : * &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TGH-NLkdPxI/AAAAAAAAA6c/TN7Nn3TpvfA/s1600/DSC_1145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TGH-NLkdPxI/AAAAAAAAA6c/TN7Nn3TpvfA/s400/DSC_1145.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503959722020912914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Cute like you and i)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-1151745848137493124?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/1151745848137493124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=1151745848137493124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/1151745848137493124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/1151745848137493124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/08/love-you.html' title='Love you. :*'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TGH-Da9Y10I/AAAAAAAAA6U/x3o7LA8AmSA/s72-c/Video+Snapshot+of+Rachelle+:*-1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-333954795489312380</id><published>2010-08-10T20:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T20:22:58.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Presenting my white face.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TGFA0nV6UCI/AAAAAAAAA50/U4en1LxP1zE/s1600/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TGFA0nV6UCI/AAAAAAAAA50/U4en1LxP1zE/s400/me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503751492281716770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wow, this is the whitest my pic can go, my eyes are becoming like vampire if i continue to lighten it, it's even whiter than my fb profile picture. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly understand that we learn most when the going gets tough. In times as such, we just have to trust ourselves and work hard at it. Things may or may not go my way but we'll always come out stronger, better and perhaps a little wiser.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-333954795489312380?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/333954795489312380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=333954795489312380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/333954795489312380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/333954795489312380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/08/presenting-my-white-face.html' title='Presenting my white face.'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TGFA0nV6UCI/AAAAAAAAA50/U4en1LxP1zE/s72-c/me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-1990167823474774678</id><published>2010-08-08T18:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T18:20:19.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Take your medicine and swallow it down &lt;br /&gt;Drown your sorrows in a bowl of pain now &lt;br /&gt;You've got the confidence You have the smile &lt;br /&gt;Fool everybody even yourself for awhile." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here in this crowd I'm feeling all alone &lt;br /&gt;Turn me around and point me back to home &lt;br /&gt;I can't tear myself away &lt;br /&gt;From the stars in my eyes with no light &lt;br /&gt;Here are my terms, have some faith in me &lt;br /&gt;And I'll let you be who you need to be."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-1990167823474774678?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/1990167823474774678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=1990167823474774678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/1990167823474774678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/1990167823474774678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/08/take-your-medicine-and-swallow-it-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-8572186479017729090</id><published>2010-08-06T00:06:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T13:13:59.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who changed me?</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since i last touched my blog. Well, still the same thing: life has been happening lately. Prelims have ended, i've gotten back some of my results. Results were pretty appalling. Got an awesome 25/100 for Mathematics, 48.5/100 for Poa, and i bet the others are between this mark range. Needless to say, it's not my desired marks, it's far from my goals instead. But the first result i've gotten back has already shown ominous signs, i dared not aim high anymore. But no worries, i'll work harder for prelim 2 which will commence in one month's time. Haha, i'm always saying "i'll work harder" but i'm not doing anything. This proves one thing; talk is cheap, actions speak louder than words. On a brighter note, life has been smooth sailing. Got back my report book recently, i reflected on my pass years' academic results and if i were to plot a graph, the curve would be an erratic one. In my first 2 years in school, my results were applaudable. But i dont't remember studying as hard as now back then. Maybe i was more intelligent. The change started in sec 2 around June, my results spiralled down A LOT. And now, im sensible so i've decided to work harder. 2 things i'm sure that have not changed are my: laziness and clumsiness. What a jaded entry i posted....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TFrk2ffxcFI/AAAAAAAAA3w/PTGa44Aw1Ms/s1600/Photo2906+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TFrk2ffxcFI/AAAAAAAAA3w/PTGa44Aw1Ms/s400/Photo2906+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501961519605313618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't believe i actually took a picture of myself in school uniform, which i think i won't now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-8572186479017729090?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/8572186479017729090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=8572186479017729090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/8572186479017729090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/8572186479017729090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/08/who-changed-me.html' title='Who changed me?'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TFrk2ffxcFI/AAAAAAAAA3w/PTGa44Aw1Ms/s72-c/Photo2906+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-5728002162278129349</id><published>2010-07-24T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T00:56:07.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TEnJaMBKGZI/AAAAAAAAA3o/LmuMzX5l0Y8/s1600/Photo2843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TEnJaMBKGZI/AAAAAAAAA3o/LmuMzX5l0Y8/s400/Photo2843.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497146271922264466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at me, i'm so happy.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just want to keep my space alive by a short update. Prelims commenced a couple of days ago. Didnt have sufficient time to prepare.. Life has been happening lately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-5728002162278129349?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/5728002162278129349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=5728002162278129349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/5728002162278129349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/5728002162278129349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/07/reminiscence.html' title='Reminiscence'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TEnJaMBKGZI/AAAAAAAAA3o/LmuMzX5l0Y8/s72-c/Photo2843.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-7002648580904588959</id><published>2010-07-17T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T22:40:34.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Talk</title><content type='html'>I'm so glad that there seem to be so many ways to be happy. Most people, however, are so desperate that only sadness and sorrow are in sight. What we really need, therefore, is an optimistic attitude that help us laugh at ourselves..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we see others having better things, or when we fail to possss what others already have, we tend to become unhappy. However, if i can think in absolute terms, devoid of any comparisons, then i can be content and happy. Such people assess and try to fulfil their own needs rather than attempting to get what others have, and they are certainly happier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-7002648580904588959?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/7002648580904588959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=7002648580904588959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/7002648580904588959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/7002648580904588959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-talk.html' title='Happy Talk'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-8816302992428655671</id><published>2010-07-05T19:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T21:10:48.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love you. :*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TDHZE4-nddI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/J3woD9vTNuU/s1600/DSC_1105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TDHZE4-nddI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/J3woD9vTNuU/s400/DSC_1105.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490408098779067858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TDHY2WkVm3I/AAAAAAAAA3I/Bv6UUytsvE4/s1600/DSC_1091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TDHY2WkVm3I/AAAAAAAAA3I/Bv6UUytsvE4/s400/DSC_1091.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490407849023871858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TDHZRHt_s8I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/5D3a00oxN-w/s1600/DSC_1106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TDHZRHt_s8I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/5D3a00oxN-w/s400/DSC_1106.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490408308894315458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'This is how big the strawberry is!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TDHYnPMyFDI/AAAAAAAAA3A/QyCjDMZQe-c/s1600/DSC_1089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TDHYnPMyFDI/AAAAAAAAA3A/QyCjDMZQe-c/s400/DSC_1089.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490407589347988530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TDHYYelgT7I/AAAAAAAAA24/eUdqsssB4Ew/s1600/DSC_1102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TDHYYelgT7I/AAAAAAAAA24/eUdqsssB4Ew/s400/DSC_1102.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490407335780175794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'My cute wife, love her! :** ' ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe im feeling this little place with my gab. I went out with miss sancha. ^^ She's called this cause she doesn't knows what's that and her back name is blanco. Sancha Blanco. ^^ Haha, ok some girl told me she ate yesterday without proof, so she has to eat a pasta and a cheese fries with help. HEHE. She's funny and cute.  And she slept on me, happy ttm, and she looks cute than I have to take the picture to keep it. Really KAWAII.CUTE. :) And i left 2 Love bites for her because she's married to me. ;) This is sec 1 me typing here. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, basically Rachelle Stephanie Chua married to me, she's Rachelle Stephanie Yap. And I think I look totally retarded cause the hairband.cum.ring is on my hand for a whole full day. I almost lost it! HENG. It's important, at least for me. ^^ :* She's an adorable little girl that is lazy too. :))) She puts poison on her hair so i could die, but im a smart mouse i bite no-poison part. LOL Ok anyway i dreamt that i updated your blog and I dont know why or how or when im here typing unconsciously typing, no chem belly banana words just what i feel i think just type. Zhe jie fast forward phewphew. Lol, someone is having her Chinese MT soon, good luck! :) Start talking chinese HUIQING! Love you, take care bloopblopp. ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alejandro MT version: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她有两只手，在她的口袋&lt;br /&gt;她就是不要看着你 不看着你&lt;br /&gt;她藏了真爱  屋 per see you&lt;br /&gt;她有神圈(HALO) 神圈 在附近你&lt;br /&gt;你知道我要你男  热道象马吸扣(MEXIXO) 享受&lt;br /&gt;在着边我要做选着  没有东西输&lt;br /&gt;别叫我名 别叫我名 啊雷安作(ALEJANDRO _ AH LEI AN ZUO)&lt;br /&gt;不要你辣妹(BABE) 不要你辣妹 分南多(FERNANDO _ FEN NAN DUO)&lt;br /&gt;不要亲亲(KISSKISS) 不要某某(TOUCHTOUCH) 只要我的香烟和心&lt;br /&gt; 别叫我名 别叫我名 如北而多 (RUBERDO_ RU BEI ER DUO)&lt;br /&gt; 啊雷安作  啊雷安作， 啊雷啊雷安作  啊雷啊雷安作&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-重复(REPEAT)-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHE Hope you like it! Hard time translating it out. ^^ BYE LOVE YOU. :**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-8816302992428655671?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/8816302992428655671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=8816302992428655671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/8816302992428655671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/8816302992428655671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/07/love-you.html' title='Love you. :*'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TDHZE4-nddI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/J3woD9vTNuU/s72-c/DSC_1105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-2633289494860718991</id><published>2010-07-02T21:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T21:17:27.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everyone feels despondent at times and you are no exception. You are feeling so depressed because it seems that everything that could go wrong has gone wrong and you don’t quite know which way to turn. So like the proverbial ostrich you are trying to bury your head in the sand. But that won’t work – you have to face reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very warm and emotional individual but unfortunately in the past too many people have taken advantage of this sensitive trait. You need aesthetic surroundings, or an equally sensitive and understanding partner with whom to share a warm understanding.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing seems to be going right for you and you are thwarted every way you turn. You are not at all happy with the situation but it would appear that there is very little that you can do about it at this time. Sit back and let the situation take its course, because at this time you feel that there is nothing you can do to change whatever needs to be changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You pretend that you are a carefree individual and that nothing really bothers you – that you are so self-sufficient that whatever problems beset you they simply flow off you as water flows off a ducks back. You are experiencing considerable stress, trying to conceal yourself from the rest of the world. In actual fact – deep down, you are not at all happy. You feel lonely and you need someone with whom you can ‘let your hair down’ and share your hopes, dreams and high standards. You are imposing unnecessary self restraint on yourself. You would like to demonstrate the unique quality of your character to all and sundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this time you don’t particularly like yourself. Everything that you have tried to do seems to have gone wrong. This makes you feel that there is no point in trying to start again. Apart from being stressed and tense, you are angry with yourself and have unadmitted self-contempt. Your refusal to admit that you and you alone is the basic cause of your problems leads to you adopting a headstrong and defiant attitude. If you take stock of yourself, smile a little and let go, everything will turn out OK. Have you not heard of the cliche ‘smile and the world smiles with you – cry and you cry alone!’?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes you, Rachellllllllle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-2633289494860718991?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/2633289494860718991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=2633289494860718991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/2633289494860718991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/2633289494860718991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/07/everyone-feels-despondent-at-times-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-1746486804229160081</id><published>2010-06-18T19:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T19:27:34.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love the sweetest you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TBtTrFvYTMI/AAAAAAAAA2w/iYa9s7HHBpg/s1600/abc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 199px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TBtTrFvYTMI/AAAAAAAAA2w/iYa9s7HHBpg/s400/abc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484068970994093250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi! I'm Lady Gaga here. Sorry for not posting for you for sucha long time. Even though I knew you was my fan since a year or two back. I'm sorry. Probably I can bring you out with me soon to Dance in the dark through the whole night where We like it rough though Money's Honey, and there's Paparazzi, we just have to give a poker face, hack care what they all say and Just Dance. We can use the Telephone, call up all the Summerboys we seen, and have our Disco Heaven, say french like Alejandro, be like a Monster, let all the audience go Starstruck with Eh eh nothing else they can say as we're Beautiful, Dirty and Rich. We can have all the Boys boys boys we want and do it Again Again. :**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I know you are all down cause I heard you broke up with that guy. But you know what gaga always say, when a cow is rotten, all you have to do is get another. Times in life you can't see things perfect but human just have that eye to chase after things that are perfect, things change humans change. People love people break, but what's more important is you stay your firm, what's the right decision and what's just can't bear to. I as the professional Gaga has seen many men throwing themselves at me, yet none was good till I saw him, which he's kindof just a bastard, he acts all well and concern but neglects me soon after, he doesn't talk yet be mad at me at the slightest things, i threw him away without thinking twice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why tangle yourself in nothing but Misery? Love's sweet and pain, when pain comes, people wish they don't need it, but when sweet comes, people wish they never ever want to have nothing to do with it. Being happy is all that matters. That's what made me so special, i like to let loose, care what toot hoots people say, you can please one and another but you can never please the whole wide world. I like to make happy as a priority, be it alone or what so ever, whatever things you do, the right attitude brings around the right mood and right feeling. So why let yourself tangle in a jerk that doesn't care about you, just hang round for movies..Is that the life you want? Okay, probably gaga here is a little straight, maybe you still love him for him and miss him. I'm speechless then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For what so reason, just promise me lil winky to gaga that you will be happy always, no matter what. You hurt your idol you know ya yo, so please stay happy, People that always care for you may have been blocked by your line, the line to get close to you, let it be gone, that line that prevents people from coming in, and I know a person who will always be there, to call to talk to joke to lame to hug to kiss to hear to play to eat to kite to laugh like mad to buy drinks made from heart to wander at the stairs to make time flies for you to make your life never a regret, Yap Yi Yang. He's cousin, he told me about you idolizing me and he was the one to stop me from cutting my leg cause he says the one he loves will be hurt if i do so, and many others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do let him in your circle, ok sweetie I gotta go continue my new album on 'Out of Control'. Bye girl, catch my new album soon and love you. :* Please be happy, contact my cousie. Love you again and thanks for all the support. :* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;-Lady Gaga with lots of love  &lt;br /&gt;&amp; Yiyang's help to log-on and he loves tons. :*&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-1746486804229160081?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/1746486804229160081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=1746486804229160081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/1746486804229160081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/1746486804229160081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/06/love-sweetest-you.html' title='Love the sweetest you'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/TBtTrFvYTMI/AAAAAAAAA2w/iYa9s7HHBpg/s72-c/abc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-8922122006389844115</id><published>2010-06-10T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T00:16:14.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I’m not just a toy, nor your pawn; I’m a living being who just wishes to be happy, simply.</title><content type='html'>It’s amazing to see how Fate loves to play me around, letting me experience the different evils of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I thought I had nothing to do, Fate gave me time to spend, time which were intermittently dispensed to me as though it needed rationing. Such durations were useless to me, whose social life mostly revolves around others who are in the same inefficient organization as myself. Of course, Fate pinned the blame on me, saying it was my fault for not being able to use the grains of time it has given me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my buddies were finally less burdened, Fate decided to be even more stringent with the rationing, giving me literally grains. Countable hours outside work where travelling alone would be sufficient to burn them out. I chose to indulge in less socially demanding and time consuming activities like gaming on my laptop, watching the occasional movies I’ve gotten online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My interest on these games, movies and staying in soon wore out, my patience running thin and far. I thought that maybe a new set of games would do me some good, a few new movies to watch would serve me well, and resting in room would let me recover from the taxing weekdays. When I finally managed to get hold on such trivial entertainment, Fate decided that I had far too much time, that I would now need to have an extremely time-consuming activity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-8922122006389844115?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/8922122006389844115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=8922122006389844115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/8922122006389844115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/8922122006389844115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-not-just-toy-nor-your-pawn-im-living.html' title='I’m not just a toy, nor your pawn; I’m a living being who just wishes to be happy, simply.'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-4025537116664505553</id><published>2010-06-04T11:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T11:32:32.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love you like the sweetest dream</title><content type='html'>Seeing you in such despair yet I couldn't do anything at all.. I know it's always hard, just like 2 years ago, when you broke with him, you was tearing in the eye, fire at the front yet soft in your heart. I wonder when would all these stop for you. I know times in life you can never wish or beg for another chance. But I see myself dangled with you every year.  I don't know why.. From sec 1, till sec 2, to sec 3 and now sec 4. You have that character, different from others, special in within, mystery on the outside hilarious on the in. Unlike others, you're not the irritating type, you're not the 'I'm afraid of this, i dont want anymore..' type. You change my life, i often picture you in my future, almost too often that one day if you're gone, all this would be all a mess, a heart brokening mess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I want to say is that life never seems fair, never always flow the way you want but you have to learn what's the thing you want, what's the life you want. The rest are not that important. Anyway, I'm looking forward to see Ms Flowery rose jasmine to go for indian cuisine again. :) HAHA! Okay, Regardless I'm still going to stay, so choose something benificial to yourself. ;) Love you. :* :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-4025537116664505553?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/4025537116664505553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=4025537116664505553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/4025537116664505553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/4025537116664505553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/06/love-you-like-sweetest-dream.html' title='Love you like the sweetest dream'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-3951760815410310948</id><published>2010-06-03T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T23:59:14.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fatigue</title><content type='html'>It's ironic that i am drawn to login to my blogger account and click the “New post” link on the navigation box when I really don’t know how to write my predicament. I guess we’re all just trying to deny the facts—trying to escape the torment of reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, this is one of those moments where i am clueless and completely out of my wits thinking of what I should do about myself. So I just shove my earpiece into my ear at night with loud musics blaring upon my ears trying to release the tension in my mind but in the end i’d still feel empty as if my efforts to escape reality were still not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just blows my mind on how i am trying to put up with this. But then again, i have always been like this. Always waiting for a miracle to come. Sometimes i just want to have a good laugh about it but then i’d just look silly. sometimes i just want to give up on everything but then i’d lose my purpose. Everything feels like a pendulum constantly swinging left to right, right to left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly there are two paths to cross: Wait to be caught or be the one that got away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-3951760815410310948?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/3951760815410310948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=3951760815410310948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/3951760815410310948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/3951760815410310948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/06/fatigue.html' title='Fatigue'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-1986653458072634055</id><published>2010-05-31T21:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T21:12:36.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Posting this blooding entry just to keep this pathetic space of moi alive. And yes, today marks the end of MT O Levels Examination. The papers were a breeze, much easier than expected. However, i left the examination hall with a heavy heart.. Why? Because i was given the SIMILAR question for Paper 1, Q5 just a few days before the exam and i studied so hard for the other questions neglecting this particular question. As i stepped out of the hall, everyone's faces were plastered with a wide smile except for sh and i. Why again? Cus the lucky us did not study that question. It was meant to be a free gift for the pupils of 4E6, but we gave it away effortlessly. And yes, everyone was feeling spirited except the both of us. As i stepped into the examination hall for the second paper, the paper 1 incident was bugging me throughout the entire exam. WTF right? !@#$%^&amp;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-1986653458072634055?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/1986653458072634055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=1986653458072634055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/1986653458072634055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/1986653458072634055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/05/posting-this-blooding-entry-just-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-5700823282113308875</id><published>2010-05-23T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T23:08:28.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In spiration In Me.</title><content type='html'>The thoughts i hold in my little mind on a consistent basis dictate how my life will manifest. Perhaps, the more positive my thoughts are, the better my life will be, the better my day will be. The power to think positively lies within us all. And sad to say, this power is not within me currently. Maybe i have the power, and i am unsure of how to demonstrate it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As from today, i tell myself i can do it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachelle, you are a powerful person full of potential. Your accomplishments are legendary. Your service to others are phenomenal. Your love for everyone is complete.  Your abundance is piled high. Your relationships are full of joy. Your teaching abilities are great successes. Helpful to everyone. Friendship with hundreds. You have the respect from those around you. (Y)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-5700823282113308875?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/5700823282113308875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=5700823282113308875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/5700823282113308875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/5700823282113308875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/05/in-spiration-in-me.html' title='In spiration In Me.'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-6203352804122334296</id><published>2010-05-22T23:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T00:13:18.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soul Search</title><content type='html'>Looking down the memory lane, I guess I would first visit those darkly coloured buildings. Start of 2010 was marked with some sad relevation. Then some big time disappointment in February. My studies steam ran to a new low as my morale got hit severely. As i spun down and down, my results spiralled downwards for my MYE and by the time i woke up, it will be just a few days before my Mother Tongue paper. There is this saying ‘you reap what you sow', but if i don't reap what i sow, it will not be something appalling as i have not been putting my heart and soul in what i sowed. The least i could ask for would be to merely passed some of my subjects, flunking one or two. This gray lane will be going to stretch and stretch till a while before prelims and the actual exam . As i got into a new circle and found a little happiness. This happiness was lost in process of studying... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grades for MYE were totally demoralising and disheartening yet horrendous. This was meant to be a "lesson" for me to buck up, however it seemed to take my motivation and drive away. This is not a lesson, in fact it was a disappointment.. &lt;strong&gt;I will always bear in mind that my own resolution to succeed is more important than any other. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-6203352804122334296?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/6203352804122334296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=6203352804122334296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/6203352804122334296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/6203352804122334296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/05/soul-search.html' title='Soul Search'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-6721372553077475646</id><published>2010-05-18T20:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T20:41:07.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Expressions of Soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Life is an opportunity, benefit from it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is beauty, admire it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is bliss, taste it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is a dream, realize it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is a challenge, meet it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is a duty, complete it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is a game, play it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is a promise, fulfill it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is sorrow, overcome it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is a song, sing it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is a struggle, accept it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is a tragedy, confront it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is an adventure, dare it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is luck, make it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is too precious, do not destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is life, fight for it.&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-6721372553077475646?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/6721372553077475646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=6721372553077475646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/6721372553077475646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/6721372553077475646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/05/expressions-of-soul.html' title='Expressions of Soul'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-4965764249742799157</id><published>2010-05-15T23:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T23:33:12.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 of MYE</title><content type='html'>Walking through the examination hall is quite similar to walking through a battle field... you are never quite sure what you will find lying around the bend... With the complete serenity, i was able to think with a clearer state of mind. At the same time, it was eerie, my breathe felt heavy, the palpitation of my heart was rapid, i began to broke in cold sweat. After a few minutes of hesitation, i regained my strength and completed the entire paper with tranquility. As the paper ended, i thought "Mugging for months, displaying all that i have mugged in just 2 hours. This is kind of silly." As this routine continued in day 2, 3... I was accustomed to the setting, the environment and the ambience. On the final day of Mid Year Examination, that very moment, "I WISHED EVERYTHING I WENT THROUGH WAS THE O LEVEL EXAMINATION SO BADLY!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone asked me on the other day, that if I could change five things about my life, what would I change? My answer was "Nothing, this is who I am, who I'm meant to be. I love being me; even when I'm feeling crappy and I hate myself I wouldn't change a thing." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take chances. Tell the truth. Date someone totally wrong for you. Say no. Spend all your cash! Fall in love. Get to know someone random. Be random. Say I love you. Sing out loud. Laugh at a stupid joke. Cry. Get revenge. Apologize. Tell someone how much they mean to you. Tell the asshole what you feel. Let someone know what they're missing. Laugh til your stomach hurts. LIVE LIFE! (Y)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-4965764249742799157?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/4965764249742799157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=4965764249742799157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/4965764249742799157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/4965764249742799157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-1-of-mye.html' title='Day 1 of MYE'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-1374334184962618710</id><published>2010-05-11T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T22:58:31.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The power of love upholds all</title><content type='html'>Girl you don't know how much you mattered. No one would know because even I have lost track how to measure you with anything anymore. Know that you need no masks to hide any single motions that comes, just display. I'm not a stranger, I'm not your idol, you need not impress me with any strong front cause I'm like a mirror, like another you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need not find any more doors, cause mine's always open, with pure love, richness of happiness. You do not need to walk down any more alleys, you can go to my valley. We can sing and dally, just like life's should be. You do not need to tear your night away, for there's me to let you smile with your dreams. You need no other guys, cause there's one magnificent one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me worry for you, every past min. You make my heart pound like nonya pounding herbs. You make me anticipate life as my life would consists of you. Similarly, I find myself remembering all your small little things and actions. Without each other knowing. You have that eyes that kills, that lips that attracts and that calming body aura all over you, you make me want to just go near to you be it there's anyone or not, just want to grab hold of you, for you're the love of my life. You make me feel like giving all my love to you, if better, the whole of my heart. I always laugh to myself which cause many to wonder If my screw's coming out, but what they don't know is that they'll never know the wonders of love, till they fall into it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly to say, you're the first I flew deep down into love into you, without you, true love probably still a question mark that will never ever be solved at all. I once thought love was mere affections, how foolish was i.. You made wonders to it. :* And I know now why you were all mad, it's probably my ignorance, the sadness I have brought upon, and yet I didn't know it. It's too late, no amount of sorries would bring back anything, I would just cherish the times we will have for the long route. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, everything that has past, all the things that happen, love came sense to me. You knock on my door like how true love would and I won't just play guest, I would lock you up with me, in my heart, forever and ever. I can forget everything but not you, I can not know anything but I cant not know that I love you. You mean the most, and I meant it. I LOVE YOU. :*)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-1374334184962618710?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/1374334184962618710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=1374334184962618710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/1374334184962618710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/1374334184962618710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/05/power-of-love-upholds-all.html' title='The power of love upholds all'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-304435120244634989</id><published>2010-05-10T15:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T19:19:36.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overwhelmed with fatigue</title><content type='html'>When it seems like there's no one left to run to in this empty world you can come to me and I'll be your shooting star. You can tell me your dreams I can't promise to make them come true, but I'll be there to pick up the pieces of your broken heart if your dreams happen to fall through. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever heard a song from so long ago with so many memories tied to it that it made you cry? And didn't you with that you could go back into time when everything seemed so much simpler and carefree? Why did did we broke up? Well, it's like, once I sat down and looked at the situation, all the pieces lying on the floor, it just wasn't a puzzle anymore. None of the pieces fit together. And even if I tried really hard, the pieces, well they were two different puzzles. That's why I did it, you need to understand that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All our lives we search for someone to love, someone to make us complete. We choose partners and change partners. We dance to a song of heartbreak and hope, all the while wondering if somewhere, somehow, someone perfect is searching for us too. You know, one day you look at the person and you see something more than you did the night before. Like a switch has been flicked somewhere. And the person who was just a friend is... suddenly the only person you can ever imagine yourself with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything that ever caused a tear to trickle down my cheek, I run away and hide from it. But now, everything is unwinding and finding its way back towards me. And I don't know what to do. I just know that pain I felt so long ago, it's hurting ten times more. It's the loneliest feeling in the world - to find yourself standing up when everyone else is sitting down. To have everybody look at you and say "what's the matter with her?" I know what it feels like. Walking down an empty street, listening to the sound of your own footsteps. Shutters closed, blinds drawn, doors locked against you. And you aren't sure whether you're walking toward something, or if you're just walking away. You start life with a clean slate. Then you begin to make your mark. You face decisions, make choices. You keep moving forward. But sooner or later there comes a time where you look back over where you have been... and wonder who you really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I love you is a hard question to answer. I love you because you care for me like no one else I know. I love the way I feel in your arms, so safe from dangers in the world. I love your eyes, so hypnotic and mesmerizing, beautiful to gaze into, and yet never revealing everything to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, you're going to get your heart broken. And it isn't just going to happen once, but a lot. That's just part of growing up, and it makes you stronger. Then you can handle it better next time. You may not get through it yourself, but your friends will help you through it. And you'll be a stronger person because of it. Then one day someone will come along, and it'll all pay off and no one will ever break your heart again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated because I can't tell if it's real. Mad because I don't know how you feel. Upset because we can't make it right. Sad because I need you day and night. Angry because you won't take my hand. Aggravated because you don't understand. Disappointed because we can't be together, but still I'll love you forever. People are always telling me to smile, like smiling is going to just take away all the hurt and pain. Well I've tried that... I've tried hiding my sorrows and covering the sadness in smiles... and what I've learned is that when it hurts this much inside your heart always has a way of showing it no matter how many masks you wear.&lt;br /&gt;If you can't solve it, it isn't a problem - it's reality. And sometimes reality is the hardest thing to understand and the thing that takes the longest to realize. But once it hits you in the face you'll never forget it. It will always be there in your memories and sometimes that is the best way to look at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are sad... I will get you drunk and help you plot revenge against the bastard who made you sad. When you are blue... I'll try to dislodge whatever is choking you. When you smile... I'll know you finally got some. When you are scared... I will tease you about it every chance I get. When you are worried... I will tell you horrible stories about how much worse it could be and anything else that comes to mind for you to quit whining. When you are confused... I will use little words to explain it to you - dumb ass. When you are sick... stay away from me until you're well again. I don't want what you've got. When you fall... I will try to keep from laughing. This is my oath I pledge till the end.  &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned the hard way that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, or end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's to happen next.  Laying there with your arms around me I felt so comfortable and safe. My heart was beating a mile a minute having you so close to me. As you played with my hair and kissed me I couldn't help but smile straight from my heart. I could see how much you cared from the look in your eyes. It made me never want to let you go. To just stay wrapped in your arms forever. Where nothing else matters but you and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its ironic because that's how I live my life. I smile on the outside, and everyone thinks I'm doing fine but I'm always dying inside, always one step away from the edge you know? I can't be happy to be who I am because I don't know who I am anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not completely over him. He still crosses my mind several times a day, but with each one of those times, a feeling of contempt also passes through my heart. Maybe if this happens enough, my heart will become completely hardened to him, and I'll get to the point where he doesn't affect me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Am I mad at you? That's your main concern after shattering my whole world? Mad for what? Breaking my heart? Or for all the lies? Maybe for letting me put all my trust in you only to be betrayed? How about the fact you didn't even have the decency to tell me to my face? Or the way you think it's crazy that I'm angry over it cause to you breaking up is no big deal. Am I mad at you?... no.  More like crushed...  In reality, I'm slowly losing my mind. Underneath the guise of smile, gradually I'm dying inside. Friends ask me how I feel and I lie convincingly. Cause I don't want to reveal the fact that I'm suffering. So I wear my disguise till I go home at night and turn down all the lights and then I break down and cry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to accept, but you can't change the past. You can't go back and manipulate things to the way you wanted them to happen. Because life'd be meaningless and boring and just not worth living. But you can change the future and that's a beautiful thing about life. Yes, you will make mistakes. And yes, you will have bad days - but as long as you let the past go, you'll have such a gorgeous and bright future ahead of you. Knowing that things were meant to happen. Knowing that each day you will learn something so that you keep growing to be a better person. Life is like a rope, twined in all its complexities and yet weaved into one marvelous stream that you have the chance you use something amazing from. So grab hold of it.&lt;br /&gt;I can't get you out of my mind, I keep thinking of how much I love talking to you... how good you look when you smile, how much I love your laugh... I day-dream about you off and on, replaying pieces of our conversation, laughing at funny things that you said or did… I've memorized your face and the way that you look at me... I catch myself smiling again at what I imagine... I wonder what will happen the next time we are together, I know one thing for sure, your the best thing that ever happened to me in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My posts are getting more and more wordy day by day, it shows that my life is full of drama, and at the same time, it is monotonous just like the worddddssss. Perhaps you reflected upon yourself and thought "What grave mistake did i actually committed that she doesn't wanna forgive me despite my numerous apologies" "What went wrong?" The answer is you, dear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-304435120244634989?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/304435120244634989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=304435120244634989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/304435120244634989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/304435120244634989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/05/overwhelmed-with-fatigue.html' title='Overwhelmed with fatigue'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-2662412237300485130</id><published>2010-05-09T10:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T11:07:54.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm solli sorry sorrey probably another thousand of them.</title><content type='html'>Ok probably I should be frank right from the start. But we're really nothing, maybe like you and jl, I don't know why it's so hard to think, to breathe, to allow myself to concentrate when we had just had a (tiff) that may make you angry. :/ Feels as though I had lost you, the worst feeling ever. Every quarrel breaks a soul, to stop a quarrel, both souls must intwined. SO next time regardless of the matter, let's not have any tiffs, it's useless, not benefits. But I believe if i can turn back time it would still be me touching you and you screaming, me zi highing and you zi lowing. The past don't matters anymore, what matters is the future that holds for us, I have already though of what kindergarden to send them to, anticipate how we would look like, how beautiful our child looks. Ha, I know it's kind of far but It'll reach. I believe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know when you simmer down, it kills your cells brings wrinkles and your pimple will evolve like a pokemon while mine de evolve. ;) Ok than just to cheer you up, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S-YmXr2kTSI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/ywarSbNIgFQ/s1600/DSC_0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S-YmXr2kTSI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/ywarSbNIgFQ/s400/DSC_0006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469100985838488866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S-Ym3aiMG4I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/RYYWTSPZVCg/s1600/DSC_0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S-Ym3aiMG4I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/RYYWTSPZVCg/s400/DSC_0007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469101530945428354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our children would ask, mummy, why you sleep like this. I would say she likes the cats. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-2662412237300485130?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/2662412237300485130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=2662412237300485130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/2662412237300485130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/2662412237300485130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-solli-sorry-sorrey-probably-another.html' title='I&apos;m solli sorry sorrey probably another thousand of them.'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S-YmXr2kTSI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/ywarSbNIgFQ/s72-c/DSC_0006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-864161133159027554</id><published>2010-05-06T01:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T02:10:05.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What really is happiness?</title><content type='html'>I have a sudden urge to type out all my thoughts, my feelings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is the purpose of life? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, the purpose of life is to be happy. Whatever country or society people live in, they all have the same deep desire: to become happy. Yet, there are few ideals as difficult to grasp as that of happiness. In our daily life we constantly experience happiness and unhappiness, but we are still quite ignorant as to what happiness really is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once spent a long time trying to work out what happiness was, particularly happiness for women. When I first thought about happiness, I saw it as a matter of becoming financially secure or getting married. (The view in Japanese society then was that happiness for a woman was only to be found in marriage.) But looking at friends who were married or attached, I realized that marriage or being in a relationship didn't necessarily guarantee happiness. It became more blatant and also became an uncommon sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw couples who had been passionately in love suffering from discord soon after their wedding or relationships. I saw women who had married men with money or status but who fought constantly with their husbands. Gradually, I realized that the secret of happiness lay in building a strong inner self that no trial or hardship could ruin. I saw that happiness for anyone - man or woman - does not come simply from having a formal education, from wealth or from marriage. It begins with having the strength to confront and conquer one's own weaknesses. Only then does it become possible to lead a truly happy life and enjoy a successful marriage or relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got the answer, "Now I can say with confidence that happiness doesn't exist in the past or in the future. It only exists within our state of life right now, here in the present, as we face the challenges of daily life." &lt;br /&gt;I myself know best whether I am feeling joy or struggling with suffering. These things are not known to other people. Even a man who has great wealth, social recognition and many awards may still be shadowed by indescribable suffering deep in his heart. On the other hand, an elderly woman who is not fortunate financially, leading a simple life alone, may feel the sun of joy and happiness rising in her heart each day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is not a life without problems, but rather the strength to overcome the problems that come our way. There is no such thing as a problem-free life; difficulties are unavoidable. But how we experience and react to our problems depends on us. Christianity teaches that we are each responsible for our own happiness or unhappiness. Our vitality - the amount of energy or "life-force" we have - is in fact the single most important factor in determining whether or not we are happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True happiness is to be found within, in the state of our hearts. It does not exist on the far side of some distant mountains. It is within me, myself. However much I try, I can never run away from myself. And if I am weak, suffering will follow me wherever I go. I will never find happiness if I don't challenge my weaknesses and change myself from within. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is to be found in the dynamism and energy of my own life as I struggle to overcome one obstacle after another. This is why I believe that a person who is active and free from fear is truly happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The challenges we face in life can be compared to a tall mountain, rising before a mountain climber. For someone who has not trained properly, whose muscles and reflexes are weak and slow, every inch of the climb will be filled with terror and pain. The exact same climb, however, will be a thrilling journey for someone who is prepared, whose legs and arms have been strengthened by constant training. With each step forward and up, beautiful new views will come into sight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My teacher used to talk about two kinds of happiness - "relative" and "absolute" happiness. Relative happiness is happiness that depends on things outside ourselves: friends and family, surroundings, the size of our home or family income. Wow, i actually remembered her words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what we feel when a desire is fulfilled, or something we have longed for is obtained. While the happiness such things bring us is certainly real, the fact is that none of this lasts forever. Things change. &lt;strong&gt;People change.&lt;/strong&gt; This kind of happiness shatters easily when external conditions alter.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relative happiness is also based on comparison with others. We may feel this kind of happiness at having a newer or bigger home than the neighbors. But that feeling turns to misery the moment they start making new additions to theirs! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolute happiness, on the other hand, is something we must find within. It means establishing a state of life in which we are never defeated by trials and where just being alive is a source of great joy. This persists no matter what we might be lacking, or what might happen around us. A deep sense of joy is something which can only exist in the innermost reaches of our life, and which cannot be destroyed by any external forces. It is eternal and inexhaustible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This kind of satisfaction is to be found in consistent and repeated effort, so that we can say, "Today, again, I did my very best. Today, again, I have no regrets. Today, again, I won." The accumulated result of such efforts is a life of great victory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we should compare is not ourselves against others. We should compare who we are today against who we were yesterday, who we are today against who we will be tomorrow. While this may seem simple and obvious, true happiness is found in a life of constant advancement. And the same worries that could have made us miserable can actually be a source of growth when we approach them with courage and wisdom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;A person with a vast heart is happy.&lt;br /&gt;Such a person lives each day with a broad and embracing spirit.&lt;br /&gt;A person with a strong will is happy.&lt;br /&gt;Such a person can confidently enjoy life, never defeated by suffering.&lt;br /&gt;A person with a profound spirit is happy.&lt;br /&gt;Such a person can savor life's depths&lt;br /&gt;while creating meaning and value that will last for eternity.&lt;br /&gt;A person with a pure mind is happy.&lt;br /&gt;Such a person is always surrounded by refreshing breezes of joy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is: I’m really tired, I felt betrayed, I seemed to have no one to trust.   I find it hard to find interest in anything I do. Life has become drab and monotonous. It holds little meaning to lead a life dictated by others. I’m tired of putting on a normal face when facing people whom I hate. I’m tired of masking my emotions just to be sensitive. And I’m tired of changing anything. I find it hard to say everything I want to even though it is my blog and I have the rights to rant whatever I want. I am truly disturbed by something which I have learned about not long ago. This raised the urge for me to vent my frustrations on this page.. Unknowingly, I actually typed out so many paragraphs, unknowingly, I have already poured my woes out, unknowingly, the hatred that I nursed against &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; for a moment gradually wore off. Somehow, this shows that my feelings for you are &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; strong, somehow, this proves that I am not a person who bear grudges, somehow, I have managed to grasp the understanding of true happiness in my life - not to bear grudges, and let bygones be bygones. Somehow, i realized that I changed, to a much better person, in terms of expressing my feelings and also to hurdle all obstacles... I wanted to tell you what i learned about you so much, not bothering whether it's the truth or just rumours. But I guessed there isn't a need to do so? When time comes, the truth eventually unfolds. When time comes, perhaps, you have already made up your mind and tell me the truth. Will you? x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-864161133159027554?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/864161133159027554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=864161133159027554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/864161133159027554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/864161133159027554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-really-is-happiness.html' title='What really is happiness?'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-3330606945059354685</id><published>2010-05-04T19:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T20:04:15.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Self motivation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S-ALyI3_RPI/AAAAAAAAA0I/PqtFGHyBTn8/s1600/sh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S-ALyI3_RPI/AAAAAAAAA0I/PqtFGHyBTn8/s400/sh.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467382903631463666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Finally a picture&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not been updating on my life. Well, I was a buzy bee for the past few days/weeks. Days were lengthy like years, minutes were passing bit by bit like hours. To add on to my agony, the sweltering heat and humid weather kills, but it didn't stop me from playing my favourite badminton today. ;) Assignments and tests were piling up continuously and mid year examination is commencing in no time. Double stress! This made my life rather mundane and meaningless - arising very early, as early as 6, and dragging my feets to school. Daily life can seem all too drab and unexciting. Living itself can sometimes seem a strain, and few of us realistically expect the joy that we feel to last forever. However, desired grades don't come as we want, it is like a pyramid - which isn't built from the top down. The apex is attained only by laying strong foundation stones, one by one. Same goes to studies, i have to pick up everything from the scratch and build up a strong foundation. Then only can i deal with challenges and move on to the next phase. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;Distance never separates two hearts that really care, for our memories span the miles and in seconds we are there. But whenever I start feeling sad cuz I miss you I remind myself how lucky I am to have someone so special to miss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-3330606945059354685?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/3330606945059354685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=3330606945059354685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/3330606945059354685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/3330606945059354685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/05/self-motivation.html' title='Self motivation'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S-ALyI3_RPI/AAAAAAAAA0I/PqtFGHyBTn8/s72-c/sh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-38386583322282053</id><published>2010-05-01T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T00:38:22.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You’re here to risk your heart. You’re here to be swallowed up. And when it happens - that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near - let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-38386583322282053?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/38386583322282053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=38386583322282053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/38386583322282053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/38386583322282053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/05/life-will-break-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-2674145913015983880</id><published>2010-04-27T20:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T21:12:12.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be as gone as the wind as long as you're as good as a tame sheep</title><content type='html'>Ok, ya I'm here, maybe the last time, or maybe again. Ya, i know someone's still infuriating, burning with flames, ignoring me. Ya I know, I'm a irritant, which I seriously think I am.. Ya, I'll be as gone as the wind so as long as you promise these and be a tame sheep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 GOLDEN PROMISES:&lt;br /&gt;1. Not to spa/bathe late at night, least You get a cold.&lt;br /&gt;2. Not to be a living Vampire that sleeps at day and works at night, sleep early.&lt;br /&gt;3. Not to be a robot that eats a meal a day. (They eat electricity if you are wondering)&lt;br /&gt;4. Not to walk in the rain, it's either you get an umbrella at your hands, or you put a plastic bag on your head.&lt;br /&gt;5. Remember to drop your bag to him or ask him to serve you, do not have a 'Career-woman' mindset, you're meant to be  pampered. &lt;br /&gt;6. Remember to check your valuables before you leave the area, you're a forgetful ass.&lt;br /&gt;7. Remember to wear shirts that covers your bra, not to reveal them for seduction.&lt;br /&gt;8. Remember to let yourself be know, don't keep in silence and expect people to be a physic.&lt;br /&gt;9. Don't drink the whole soup base of your maggie mee incase you don't even have curly hair. - Bad for health.&lt;br /&gt;10. When you're sick please remember to rest well, don't think you're a wonderwoman that flies around, take good care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're hard on the out and soft in the in, not many people knows that, maybe me and probably him. Remember not to spend too much money on arcade least you regret. Ok, as long as you can promise me this 10 things, I would be gone like the wind, I wont pester wont irritate, so long it makes you happy it's worth it. It's an easy 10, easy riddance probably, but this is the best I would want you to have, Love yourself to the fullest as though you can't bear yourself to be apart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It's a hard tear, it's a hard beat, it's hard to leave.  Where tears grew hard when it couldn't seep, the heart beats harder, it's hurt to breathe, so hard everything of me wouldn't bear to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILY - Yiyang. Take care, you're worrying but I guess I'm not in place to. LY(R)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-2674145913015983880?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/2674145913015983880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=2674145913015983880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/2674145913015983880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/2674145913015983880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/04/ill-be-as-gone-as-wind-as-long-as-youre.html' title='I&apos;ll be as gone as the wind as long as you&apos;re as good as a tame sheep'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-5845980422052739719</id><published>2010-04-26T18:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T19:23:44.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I'm feeling doubtful and perhaps lost on where I'm heading.&lt;br /&gt;When I'm not sure of a change, I'd always choose to stay.&lt;br /&gt;I know this is what I get for taking the easier way out in the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;Now, all I experience is a long struggle which consists of my own mind games&lt;br /&gt;and almost losing myself in it.&lt;br /&gt;The aftermath is working it out and up and...I'm still figuring...&lt;br /&gt;It kills sometimes to hope.&lt;br /&gt;Still, the going is tough.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've learnt to not let bitterness take away my strength and weaken my faith,&lt;br /&gt;and never allow pain to dishearten me;&lt;br /&gt;But rather let myself grow with wisdom in bearing it.&lt;br /&gt;I love you because I know no other way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today, I understand that no one changes no matter how much you want them to and how much you believe they can, &lt;br /&gt;they just don't do it.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you do, even if you force it on them,&lt;br /&gt;you lose because it has become imperfect,&lt;br /&gt;wrong and ugly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-5845980422052739719?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/5845980422052739719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=5845980422052739719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/5845980422052739719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/5845980422052739719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-feeling-doubtful-and-perhaps-lost-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-6836080301976463476</id><published>2010-04-25T16:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T16:38:43.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I see how my friends have been able to move on to pursue their careers, chasing their aspirations and trying their best to realize their dreams. And I have continued to look on for these few months. Every now and then, I feel that maybe I should have studied harder. But they are things that have already passed and can’t be changed. Regrets can be felt but we got to let them go. I’m glad for those who have managed to secure their tickets to their desired next phase of their lives. As for those who haven’t, I wish them all the best, don’t hang onto those regrets and let them drag you to utter despondence. Instead, let go and cut a new path out. As for now, i guess I'm supposed to start intensive studying. Talk is cheap, and action speaks louder than words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I felt disturbed about something. It is something that I am aware of, yet i couldn't do anything. But not doing anything doesn't mean that i approve these sort of actions. I felt kind of helpless. However, justice has long arms, God has eyes. Everything we do is all under the eyes of God. I seemed to be unable to get over with this matter. I despise people who attain their glory by despicable means, you have the ability to achieve it by yourself, but you chose the easier path. Are you that desperate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, there are some people who seemed to approve these actions by covering up for them. This is very much nerve-wrecking. Rachelle, JUST MOVE ON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;In dwelling, live close to the ground. In thinking, keep to the simple. In conflict, be fair and generous. In governing, don't try to control. In work, do what you enjoy. In family life, be completely present. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-6836080301976463476?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/6836080301976463476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=6836080301976463476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/6836080301976463476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/6836080301976463476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-see-how-my-friends-have-been-able-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-2430990160472669341</id><published>2010-04-21T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T20:33:07.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JUST- IN - CASE</title><content type='html'>Hehe, ya I know I'm a retarded and most probably you know this but just in case you don't, it's serious. :X &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The format for proposal &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LETTER&lt;/span&gt; is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sender's Organisation (Yap Yi Yang)&lt;br /&gt;Sender's Address &lt;br /&gt;(Block 847 Tampines Street 84)&lt;br /&gt;(#04-188)&lt;br /&gt;(Singapore 528847)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date (4 March 2010) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recipients name (Mrs Janet Oh)&lt;br /&gt;Recipients Title (Principal)&lt;br /&gt;Recipients Address&lt;br /&gt;(Junyuan Secondary school)&lt;br /&gt;(11 tampines street 84)&lt;br /&gt;(Singapore 528933)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salutation (Dear ..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title (Proposal for../letter for)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BODY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valediction (Yours sincerely [No comma])&lt;br /&gt;Signature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sender's title&lt;br /&gt;Sender's Name&lt;br /&gt;Subdivision (Class/CCA/Department)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read what is required like POA. Ok la, i think you know all of this. Anyway, GOODLUCK! Wish you the best, ly. :**** &lt;br /&gt;Score not just your abilities, but beyond your means. See the A up there? It's yours to take. BYE : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-2430990160472669341?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/2430990160472669341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=2430990160472669341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/2430990160472669341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/2430990160472669341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-in-case.html' title='JUST- IN - CASE'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-943813104090938728</id><published>2010-04-17T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T20:12:16.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HI PIG :B</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HI PIGGY STOMA GREEN PLANT! :B &lt;/span&gt;! It's been 5 years since I saw you. :( I saw many stomas but none was you. D: WHERE ARE YOU?! Come out now if not I wont say 'I want thesee...' I would say just snatch it for free. ^^ Your butt is mine because..I ACTIVATED IT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-943813104090938728?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/943813104090938728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=943813104090938728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/943813104090938728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/943813104090938728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/04/hi-pig-b.html' title='HI PIG :B'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-1076781103300943934</id><published>2010-04-10T20:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T20:34:56.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>During the past few days, on those lonely boring lengthy train trips home from a carnival which i worked at, i have had ample time to stone till my thoughts became a whirl, fueled with suppressed emotions and forgotten instincts. From stoning, it became mulling, chowing through all the random small thoughts which i had abandoned in the course of serving what is expected of myself. And randomly, my mind started churning out weird warped logic paths, and to prevent myself from going hay-wired, i decided to take a sleep. I slept over and over again, with no interest of what's going on out there, and also losing the ability to differentiate between day and night. This is bad..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-1076781103300943934?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/1076781103300943934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=1076781103300943934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/1076781103300943934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/1076781103300943934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/04/during-past-few-days-on-those-lonely.html' title=''/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-2316701630922264847</id><published>2010-04-04T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T21:42:05.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get well soon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S7iXH4UtzfI/AAAAAAAAAzg/p8arE7RNgeg/s1600/Photo+on+2010-03-26+at+21.28+%233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S7iXH4UtzfI/AAAAAAAAAzg/p8arE7RNgeg/s400/Photo+on+2010-03-26+at+21.28+%233.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456277110193507826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm being a Bad Baby / Bf. :( I left my Baby all alone, she has to work while I'm at home resting. What a jerk am I. -,- I was not there when you needed me the most, I'm useless.... I wasn't there to support you, hug you when you were all weak and cold. I'm &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LOUSY GUY&lt;/span&gt;... I can picture you all sick yet working. ): My heart hurts. I wanted to find you but given my situation, I wont go far. :( I'm sorry Baby..:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I finally know why you were upset when I was sick. Cause when i saw how weak and fragile you were last night, without a smile, my heart gave out, it withered and cried. When i see how weak you hold on to me, like a baby, I couldn't bear to let you go..I wish you were to get well soon, and I was the one who was sick.. Take care, rest well. Don't go to school tomorrow if you feel unwell. :( I will find you tomorrow if you're awake. ILY. :****** I miss the times when we're all fine. Now that we're sick, let's give it all out. Say hello pinky health and good bye green plague! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the most glorious beautiful kind optimistic cheerful girl vs the Bad Jerk Me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-2316701630922264847?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/2316701630922264847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=2316701630922264847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/2316701630922264847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/2316701630922264847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/04/get-well-soon.html' title='Get well soon!'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S7iXH4UtzfI/AAAAAAAAAzg/p8arE7RNgeg/s72-c/Photo+on+2010-03-26+at+21.28+%233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-3602534296886637867</id><published>2010-04-01T09:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T09:39:37.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I reminisce as I cant stop thinking of you. ):</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S7P3oyn0STI/AAAAAAAAAzY/0gbcX_yCAkU/s1600/Photo+on+2010-03-26+at+21.35+%235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S7P3oyn0STI/AAAAAAAAAzY/0gbcX_yCAkU/s400/Photo+on+2010-03-26+at+21.35+%235.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454975853831407922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I know i have put this photo before but i like it! ^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, okay I'm bored to come here to talk to myself. :( I miss you now, most probably you're at school now, 15 more mins till you can go down to eat. Or maybe you didn't went to school who knows? :)) It's raining everyday! ZZZ Better carry an Umbrella with you. ^^ The rains are poisonous. HEHE! I miss you kiaping my finger with your butt, miss pressing you leg and you would jump, miss talking to you and laughing to ourselves, miss my arms around you.... Life's big, it's not all about fate and coincidence. I believe we didn't love each other just because we were friends for the past 4 years, or just because coincidence of us knowing each other. I believe because i wasn't attracted to you the moment i saw you, but now, it cant bring myself not too. ;) Life's big, many people around but my love is only limited to the special one, which is you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, Some idiot tricked my just now! So to her, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HAPPY APRIL FOOL PIG! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-3602534296886637867?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/3602534296886637867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=3602534296886637867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/3602534296886637867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/3602534296886637867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-reminisce-as-i-cant-stop-thinking-of.html' title='I reminisce as I cant stop thinking of you. ):'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S7P3oyn0STI/AAAAAAAAAzY/0gbcX_yCAkU/s72-c/Photo+on+2010-03-26+at+21.35+%235.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-4149655900269602894</id><published>2010-03-31T20:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T20:26:21.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you so deep it's like the open seas.</title><content type='html'>Hi Baby, guess who? ^^ Ok, i know i should be sleeping but i miss you too much to do so. ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i met you today but i was sick, Time wasnt well spent. ): Why must i fall sick at the moment? :( Take care! :*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many asked me why i choose to let myself fall into a black hole, i told them you're worth it. Many asked me why am i being a jerk that breaks up people, i told them this is love, no right nor wrong. Many then asked me why do i love you so much. I told them that other than you i want none. Many then says why is that so? I told them you make me go into all types of moods, you make my happiness rise and sadness dims, you're the only one that make me love so much, make me think about day and night. They were convinced. Deep in my heart i knew you wouldn't be replaced even if it's the bad thing I'm doing. I love you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if I say i love you as deep as the open seas, if would be too brief. I would say i love you no places in Earth can describe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight baby, sleep early you! :@ :******* BYE! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-4149655900269602894?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/4149655900269602894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=4149655900269602894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/4149655900269602894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/4149655900269602894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-love-you-so-deep-its-like-open-seas.html' title='I love you so deep it&apos;s like the open seas.'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-7180513777810907426</id><published>2010-03-28T19:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T03:48:59.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like telling all, or at least, try to reason out why I am feeling so distant these days, but I am way too exhausted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, you are good, because: &lt;br /&gt;no matter how self-defeating I am, You lift me up; &lt;br /&gt;no matter how quietly I celebrate, You multiply my joy;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how much I need a response, You flood me with emotions;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how far I am away, You are right beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am vulnerable, but you lifted me above.&lt;br /&gt;Your love enables me not only to love others, but also to love myself, for the mistakes I make, and the flaws that I have.&lt;br /&gt;I think reading blogs is definitely a double edged sword for me. Words impact me too much - so while I revel in it, I also fall with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"If I could have just one wish,&lt;br /&gt;I would wish to wake up everyday with the sound of your breath on my neck,&lt;br /&gt;The warmth of your lips on my cheek, the touch of your fingers on my skin,&lt;br /&gt;And the feel of your heart beating with mine...&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that I could never find that feeling with anyone other than you. &lt;br /&gt;Your agape love is just so powerful." &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LADY GAGA! :B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-7180513777810907426?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/7180513777810907426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=7180513777810907426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/7180513777810907426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/7180513777810907426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-feel-like-telling-all-or-at-least-try.html' title=''/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-4122458243004417994</id><published>2010-03-27T11:11:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T12:46:48.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The smile on your face it's all it takes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S615qy9xlzI/AAAAAAAAAxw/L6SQEr5xAwI/s1600/Photo+on+2010-03-26+at+21.28+%232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 358px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S615qy9xlzI/AAAAAAAAAxw/L6SQEr5xAwI/s400/Photo+on+2010-03-26+at+21.28+%232.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453148499957880626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S615nKKN7II/AAAAAAAAAxo/4yZH1sxiqko/s1600/Photo+on+2010-03-26+at+21.28+%233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S615nKKN7II/AAAAAAAAAxo/4yZH1sxiqko/s400/Photo+on+2010-03-26+at+21.28+%233.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453148437464607874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi i spend my night with the one i love the most, RSRCHQ. :** Ok i didnt went school so i had no clue what happened there. 0_0 My Bb went all the way to Toa Payoh, ALONE to get her eyedrops. )': You shouldn't be going alone, what's a bb for if you have to be alone all the time? )': SORRY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than she came to find. First time bad memories. HAHA! If i knew you were sick too i would have bind you at your bed with only water, porridge and your medicine beside it! I spent my time well with you, not because we did something exceptionally fun, it's because that I'm with you. Now i'm starting to miss When you're gone. ILY! :* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok la, some one break my enthusiasm towards today cause wherever i go i know she wont be there. :( Enjoy your Flyer trip. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ok i want to let you know not one in the soul this world would replace you, not one would make me fall so deep in love, deep in to your eyes when i saw you. Not one would make feel this happy with nothing but just you. Not one would make me feel that upset you left, this is not just LOVE in the dictionary, it's LOVE itself, or maybe something more extreme that LOVE that cant be described. My life's yours. ILYVM. :******* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S615uDmGTPI/AAAAAAAAAx4/zahFi3FuHTo/s1600/Photo+on+2010-03-26+at+21.29+%232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S615uDmGTPI/AAAAAAAAAx4/zahFi3FuHTo/s400/Photo+on+2010-03-26+at+21.29+%232.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453148555961584882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S615bFVHgRI/AAAAAAAAAxY/95mYLNNCijY/s1600/Photo+on+2010-03-26+at+21.43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S615bFVHgRI/AAAAAAAAAxY/95mYLNNCijY/s400/Photo+on+2010-03-26+at+21.43.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453148230009717010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S615hnq7qGI/AAAAAAAAAxg/PMzUXvKZHug/s1600/Photo+on+2010-03-26+at+21.35+%235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S615hnq7qGI/AAAAAAAAAxg/PMzUXvKZHug/s400/Photo+on+2010-03-26+at+21.35+%235.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453148342307235938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S613pZWRfdI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/DiCgu8MICX0/s1600/Photo+on+2010-03-26+at+21.44+%235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S613pZWRfdI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/DiCgu8MICX0/s400/Photo+on+2010-03-26+at+21.44+%235.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453146276878187986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S613iHo_wYI/AAAAAAAAAxI/U8roJM7JszA/s1600/Photo+on+2010-03-26+at+21.45+%233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S613iHo_wYI/AAAAAAAAAxI/U8roJM7JszA/s400/Photo+on+2010-03-26+at+21.45+%233.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453146151865794946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now alien photos to entertain you. ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww, my eyes were poked by Rachelle cause she was jealous that i was looking at other girls. ;) HHAHA! ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S6160cgzsgI/AAAAAAAAAyY/J0pdwJ0Cbj4/s1600/Photo+on+2010-03-26+at+21.17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S6160cgzsgI/AAAAAAAAAyY/J0pdwJ0Cbj4/s400/Photo+on+2010-03-26+at+21.17.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453149765241123330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are in the process in becoming one, but it stuck at 1/2 each. ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S616uon7hGI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/qF4VzJEr2EI/s1600/Photo+on+2010-03-26+at+21.32+%233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S616uon7hGI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/qF4VzJEr2EI/s400/Photo+on+2010-03-26+at+21.32+%233.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453149665413006434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not seeing anything wrong, just hulk teach me some tips when i vist him. ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S616mzLTs_I/AAAAAAAAAyI/CMkM4kuBH0o/s1600/Photo+on+2010-03-26+at+21.31+%232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S616mzLTs_I/AAAAAAAAAyI/CMkM4kuBH0o/s400/Photo+on+2010-03-26+at+21.31+%232.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453149530806793202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have  a floating genie here, may i wish for Rachelle to be healthy and safe and Me and her to be together forever and last, i wish for more wishes. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S616hdWYvQI/AAAAAAAAAyA/OTBm89LOiK0/s1600/Photo+on+2010-03-26+at+21.33+%232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S616hdWYvQI/AAAAAAAAAyA/OTBm89LOiK0/s400/Photo+on+2010-03-26+at+21.33+%232.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453149439048334594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently going on strike with Mr Carrot, who is he?! I'm Mr Cabbage, more greens for calcium, bye carrot! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S6168FHDXnI/AAAAAAAAAyg/DOsq_C0lb1I/s1600/Photo+on+2010-03-26+at+21.21+%232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S6168FHDXnI/AAAAAAAAAyg/DOsq_C0lb1I/s400/Photo+on+2010-03-26+at+21.21+%232.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453149896398036594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take good care of yourself, cause im not there with you. ): 要照顾好身体不然我把你变成 Mrs Tomato. XD 我很爱你，不能没有你！:*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S62MW8J_JzI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/HkYYz7jMxDM/s1600/Photo+on+2010-03-26+at+21.43+%234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S62MW8J_JzI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/HkYYz7jMxDM/s400/Photo+on+2010-03-26+at+21.43+%234.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453169049548564274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S62LMRwuttI/AAAAAAAAAy4/9lbwyhuV_YI/s1600/Photo+on+2010-03-26+at+21.42+%232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S62LMRwuttI/AAAAAAAAAy4/9lbwyhuV_YI/s400/Photo+on+2010-03-26+at+21.42+%232.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453167766858020562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S62MGRs20-I/AAAAAAAAAzI/8U4KQV9QYYA/s1600/Photo+on+2010-03-26+at+21.42+%233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S62MGRs20-I/AAAAAAAAAzI/8U4KQV9QYYA/s400/Photo+on+2010-03-26+at+21.42+%233.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453168763274187746" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BA! BA! BABABABA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S62LHyW02uI/AAAAAAAAAyw/LQLy6oaFjIk/s1600/Photo+on+2010-03-26+at+21.41+%232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S62LHyW02uI/AAAAAAAAAyw/LQLy6oaFjIk/s400/Photo+on+2010-03-26+at+21.41+%232.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453167689708395234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PowerRangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S62LD9gs3lI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Kx5ypvnfL84/s1600/Photo+on+2010-03-26+at+21.36+%232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S62LD9gs3lI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Kx5ypvnfL84/s400/Photo+on+2010-03-26+at+21.36+%232.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453167623983128146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blueberries. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-4122458243004417994?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/4122458243004417994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=4122458243004417994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/4122458243004417994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/4122458243004417994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/03/smile-on-your-face-its-all-it-takes.html' title='The smile on your face it&apos;s all it takes.'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S615qy9xlzI/AAAAAAAAAxw/L6SQEr5xAwI/s72-c/Photo+on+2010-03-26+at+21.28+%232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-6198847565554003204</id><published>2010-03-26T10:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T10:17:19.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take care of yourself.</title><content type='html'>I'm here to first keep this blog alive, second to remind this ass owner to take GOOD CARE of herself!!!!! @: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing in your brain would be that from today! Your body is somehow on the verge on spoiling if you sleep 4 hours a day you noob! BETTER TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF! THREATENING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I MISS YOU&gt; ): RANDOM.ME OK GOODBYE! :*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-6198847565554003204?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/6198847565554003204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=6198847565554003204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/6198847565554003204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/6198847565554003204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/03/take-care-of-yourself.html' title='Take care of yourself.'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-3412982421402909531</id><published>2010-03-20T23:06:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T00:14:00.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All who call on God in true faith, earnestly from the heart, will certainly be heard, and will receive what they have desired. But till now, nothing i desired for has came alive. But, i will still continue to be faithful in small things because it is in them that my strength lies. As my faith is strengthened, i will find that there is no longer the need to have a sense of control, that things will flow as they will, and that i will flow with them, to my great delight and benefit. To me, faith is to believe what you do not see and then, the reward of this faith will be to see what you believe. :) Faith, can you see how faithful i am to you? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, to the world, you may be one. But to me, you are the world. &lt;br /&gt;Am clueless of what to say to you, my feelings for you are assorted, it's indescribable. Perhaps you may think i that my love for you is not deep. I just wanna assure you that you mean more than anything to me. You are always on my mind. I couldn’t find the words to express my thoughts and feelings. Weird as it is to say that thoughts can’t be expressed by words. I just love you for who you are. No matter what, i love you. I just love you. NO MATTER WHAT, I LOVE YOU. After typing this sentence repeatedly, i stared at it and questioned myself why i am repeating it. It suddenly looked weird, as if it was spelt wrongly. But still, no matter what, i love you. Heehee. LOVEYOUALWAYS. When you left just now, i actually followed you. Have no idea why i did that. Perhaps, i just wanna look at you for a few minutes more. Not to care whether it's your back view or whatever. When you hasten your speed, i suddenly lost you! And i ran crazily just to get you back. When i saw you, i felt relieved :) And when you saw me, i couldn't talk much as i was panting. But all i know deep down in my heart was, "i love you, i miss you, i couldn't bear to watch you leave, i need you, i want you by my side always."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachelle, i know you love Yiyang. Just continue to love him. And i will love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-3412982421402909531?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/3412982421402909531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=3412982421402909531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/3412982421402909531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/3412982421402909531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/03/all-who-call-on-god-in-true-faith.html' title=''/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-3370649259968272910</id><published>2010-03-20T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T22:54:44.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wouldn't say I'm noble but if that's what brings you happiness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S6TerzoVa5I/AAAAAAAAAw0/f63-6fAw_is/s1600-h/Photo+on+2010-03-17+at+18.40+%232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S6TerzoVa5I/AAAAAAAAAw0/f63-6fAw_is/s400/Photo+on+2010-03-17+at+18.40+%232.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450726293200268178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI! ^^V Guess who? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may ask me why i love you so much..Maybe it's because the way you laugh makes me want to laugh too, Maybe it's because the way you can be so stubborn like an ox that makes me crack my brain to persuade on, Maybe it's because when the moment you left my sight, i worry for you, whether you are fine, whether you ate, whether you have done your work, whether you are safe.. Maybe it's also because you accept me for who i am, Maybe it's because you were always there, concerning me, laughing with me, spending time with me, Maybe because i cant use any other things to describe the way i feel to you.. Maybe it's all. . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i may feel jealous, but times i feel that i'm an obstruction to a normal living relationship. Sometimes i wonder if you are happy when you're with me.. Sometimes you make me go nervous when you're angry. :/ Sometimes i wonder if you were better off with him..Maybe I'm being unfair, maybe selfish but all i want you is to be happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not something noble, ' If you are a country pumpkin, you will be the prettiest pumpkin than, but not when you frown, is when you show your beautiful smile. ' :) I may love you a thousand times more than i love myself but it wont be sufficient if you dont love me a thousand time more than yourself. Take care, stay happy and I love you. :*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Sweet is not something that can be felt in your tastebuds, it's something like a chocolate. You put it in your mouth, it wont taste sweet immediately, slowly it melts, than the true taste reveals. Just like love, you cant feel the sweetness just by knowing that i love you, you have to feel it, let it melt your heart than that sweet is the true sweet in within.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;You know who. :* ))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-3370649259968272910?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/3370649259968272910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=3370649259968272910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/3370649259968272910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/3370649259968272910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-wouldnt-say-im-noble-but-if-thats.html' title='I wouldn&apos;t say I&apos;m noble but if that&apos;s what brings you happiness.'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S6TerzoVa5I/AAAAAAAAAw0/f63-6fAw_is/s72-c/Photo+on+2010-03-17+at+18.40+%232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-3806436938223981597</id><published>2010-03-16T13:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T13:48:37.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time flies like there's no tomorrow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S58YCtmvRKI/AAAAAAAAAws/edrE-VwKpz0/s1600-h/Time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S58YCtmvRKI/AAAAAAAAAws/edrE-VwKpz0/s400/Time.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449100509022471330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time grew old, it flew so fast that's not because I'm insane, It's because i had an Insane love. The times spend with you was never slow, never unhappy, you always seems to make me smile and laugh every min and every sec. Your presence always stays as an encouragement, In short i cant live without you. If we could spend 4 years like it's 4 months, I can spend the rest of my life with you through thick and thin. ILOVEYOU. :* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant keep my eyes off you, my eyes were running, cant hold myself from being attracted to you, the bees went to find the nectar, we both are now together, god made us. You're my one and only, LLY. ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEEYOUTOMORROW ! &lt;3 MUACKSMUACKSMUACKS! :*********&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-3806436938223981597?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/3806436938223981597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=3806436938223981597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/3806436938223981597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/3806436938223981597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/03/time-flies-like-theres-no-tomorrow.html' title='Time flies like there&apos;s no tomorrow.'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S58YCtmvRKI/AAAAAAAAAws/edrE-VwKpz0/s72-c/Time.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-1199034101950540082</id><published>2010-03-10T20:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T20:52:34.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you through your eyes and you love me through my eyes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S5eSV9FLhEI/AAAAAAAAAwU/J0EYwuNmoHE/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 345px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S5eSV9FLhEI/AAAAAAAAAwU/J0EYwuNmoHE/s400/love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446983180199101506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does my kiss shows more than enough love and addiction to you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blog owner went lovely dovey with her bf while I'm dating an old woman. :'( I'm not jealous...Who knows? CONTRA l GNITCID. .____. ): NVM! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here for a reason, as a CUTE teacher: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside tips that tomorrow's disposal component no Bal b/d, means the machinery you debit side Bank (If stated cheque) Or the Company's name. For Provision for depreciation acc, open at the credit side if no Bal b/d, Go straight to Dec 31 Depreciation. (If straight line depreciation, use the machinery last Bal b/d and x%) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Capital and Revenue Expenditure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Capital expenditure&lt;/span&gt; is the expenditure on assets which &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Last for more than one accounting period&lt;/span&gt; . E.g Purchases of vehicles. premises etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Include all necessary costs required e.g Legal cost incurred in purchase of land. (Like buying of aircon the fixing fees are counted cause without fixing the aircon cant work) and installation costs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Revenue expenditure&lt;/span&gt; is the expenditure for items which are &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;used for day-to-day operations of the business&lt;/span&gt;. E.g Purchases of goods or stationery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Payments to day-to-day operations e.g rent and salaries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about all i can help. :// Study hard ah! If not i spend many Ricolas or Rachelle Chua for noting. YOU CAN DO IT! (v/) [NIKE]! HAO BU HAO?! ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S5eVybpnuvI/AAAAAAAAAwk/T_5vx61PuBc/s1600-h/IMYou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S5eVybpnuvI/AAAAAAAAAwk/T_5vx61PuBc/s400/IMYou.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446986967976229618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S5eVM73BjRI/AAAAAAAAAwc/gwQCxZ7xo4M/s1600-h/IMY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 338px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S5eVM73BjRI/AAAAAAAAAwc/gwQCxZ7xo4M/s400/IMY.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446986323787353362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Even dolls misses people, why not me? Even light misses the darkness that competes within comparison, why not me? Even the water misses the dryness it wouldn't have, why not me? Even my eyes wants to hold you still, why not me? Even my heart misses yours like ever, I definitely would be. IMY. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-1199034101950540082?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/1199034101950540082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=1199034101950540082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/1199034101950540082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/1199034101950540082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-love-you-through-your-eyes-and-you.html' title='I love you through your eyes and you love me through my eyes.'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S5eSV9FLhEI/AAAAAAAAAwU/J0EYwuNmoHE/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-1362639203048351452</id><published>2010-03-06T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T23:54:29.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Plotting my future. Navigating the swamp of life. Winding through the maze-like throes of oblivion. Regarding everything as an indefinite nothing. Infinitely small as I feel, I can be my biggest self in a world of my own. Unsaid dimensions that exist in my own head, layers upon layers of thought and consideration...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has it come to another point in time where i’m unable to find things to blog about? Or am i too tired to actually say them out? Maybe a little of the latter, while the former isn’t false in its whole; i have lots on my mind but too little at my fingertips. Everything is like a dream, and i wished it is a dream, for at least i know that when i wake up, i still have a week before school. But reality tells me, i’m left with just 1 pitiful day. -_- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;Absence diminishes mediocre passions and increases great ones, as the wind extinguishes candles and fans fires. If I could have just one wish, I would wish to wake up everyday, to the sound of your breath on my neck, the warmth of your lips on my cheek, the touch of your fingers on my skin, and the feel of your heart beating with mine. Knowing that I could never find that feeling&lt;br /&gt;with anyone other than you. Love you :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-1362639203048351452?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/1362639203048351452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=1362639203048351452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/1362639203048351452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/1362639203048351452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/03/plotting-my-future.html' title=''/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-219068306689049385</id><published>2010-02-28T13:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T13:37:36.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Certain events during the last two weeks have made me decide to take an afternoon off (earlier on) and reflect on my character, behavior and achievements. While reflecting, i realized how peaceful a Sunday afternoon could actually be in my room, with its curtains drawn and door shut tight. Without air-con and music, i slowly drifted into my inner world and started to nitpick on myself, a task which i abhore and rarely do. After roughly 2 hours of treating myself as an objective and rational third-party entity seperated from ‘Rachelle’, i’ve came to some rather saddening statements about myself. And since i couldn’t really find anything to do since the past half an hour, i thought it would be meaningful to actually talk a little about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;When i have the time for the world, the world doesn’t have time for me. And at the end of this allocated time, i have only myself for company.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-219068306689049385?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/219068306689049385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=219068306689049385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/219068306689049385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/219068306689049385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/02/certain-events-during-last-two-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-4712378196017577912</id><published>2010-02-27T00:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T00:51:12.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S4f7ha1JemI/AAAAAAAAAwM/1NYcNFwco_Q/s1600-h/lifetime.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S4f7ha1JemI/AAAAAAAAAwM/1NYcNFwco_Q/s400/lifetime.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442595226257029730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Rachelle, Rashawn here. :) Ha IMY now even though it's just 3 hours since we last met. :( Felt long.. You havenohole ass, spankywanky! q: HAHA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I just want to let you know, whether rain or shines, i'll be here. Whether happy or cry, i would stick it with you, no matter short or long, I want you to cherish my lifetime opportunity with you - Loveyou ' LOVEYOU! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my Post for you Baby! :* Enjoyed my day well with you, you always make my day, Thankyou! :*** LOVEYOU EVERYMIN AND EVERYSECOND! :**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S4f6ino300I/AAAAAAAAAwE/LDEsTN_mKMQ/s1600-h/Fit.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S4f6ino300I/AAAAAAAAAwE/LDEsTN_mKMQ/s400/Fit.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442594147363443522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You're the best and leaving you would never ever be my choice'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-4712378196017577912?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/4712378196017577912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=4712378196017577912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/4712378196017577912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/4712378196017577912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/02/hi-rachelle-rashawn-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S4f7ha1JemI/AAAAAAAAAwM/1NYcNFwco_Q/s72-c/lifetime.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-2155673262227581433</id><published>2010-02-20T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T00:21:24.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi BabyLeo.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for hacking into my account and 'helping' me to keep this page alive.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU &lt;br /&gt;WAITING RULEZ! (Y)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-2155673262227581433?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/2155673262227581433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=2155673262227581433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/2155673262227581433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/2155673262227581433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/02/hi-babyleo.html' title=''/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-133360904208580374</id><published>2010-02-19T22:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T22:32:25.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want you the way I want anything else.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S36d0ATPtWI/AAAAAAAAAvY/tyyD2pAMcrQ/s1600-h/thisislove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S36d0ATPtWI/AAAAAAAAAvY/tyyD2pAMcrQ/s400/thisislove.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439958916669617506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The best thing in life is when the moment I open my eyes, you're there, tight in my embrace, with you not running away. With you there, makes my mind at ease, for you are mine and that's all I'll see. I want you there every minute and every second, for my mind starts going on a rampage without you. You're like my antidote that calms me, everything that i need. I can go without water, food or air but I can't go without you. So will you please promise to stay by my side? &lt;br /&gt;Don't doubt, as my love for you is always true'                                 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's well spent, went to Chingay and perform in my PJ's. Didnt got my face on the TV. :C Feeling better but I hope I'll get well completely. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Guess here, Prada's at my back, Louis Vuitton at my right, Raulph Lauren at my left. ;) Hahaha! Life's good with them, when i have the whole's brand surrounding me. C:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-133360904208580374?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/133360904208580374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=133360904208580374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/133360904208580374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/133360904208580374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-want-you-way-i-want-anything-else.html' title='I want you the way I want anything else.'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S36d0ATPtWI/AAAAAAAAAvY/tyyD2pAMcrQ/s72-c/thisislove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-2442732927235019219</id><published>2010-02-17T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T00:01:29.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There’s some kind of frustration boiling within me, tugging at every sense of comfort i’m supposed to be feeling. Time is just slowly trickling away while all i can do is watch is flow and feel helpless. All these free time, yet no one to enjoy with, what’s the point of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess my weekend would always be the same, just lazing around in front of my computer, not achieving what i’m supposed to nor doing what i’ve planned to.&lt;br /&gt;I feel extremely bored. Not just plain boredom, but also frustration, a hint of misery and lots of under-achievement. I’m wallowing in this shit, waiting for the weekend to end and the week to start before it ends for the next week to end. It makes no sense, but this is how my life seems to be, looking forward to nothing for now except 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even if 2011 comes, will anything change? I’m feeling low, all time low.. It’s time to find a new peace within this, and maybe discover another place to hide, another mask to don, another life to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On hiatus. Sorry for the incoherence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-2442732927235019219?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/2442732927235019219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=2442732927235019219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/2442732927235019219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/2442732927235019219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/02/itheres-some-kind-of-frustration.html' title=''/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-8851831983409752106</id><published>2010-02-12T00:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T00:17:20.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Friday! :)&lt;br /&gt;I am really exhausted these few days!&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't concentrate in class and kept dozing off. ):&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year is around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S3Qqgt3wjmI/AAAAAAAAAvI/DN3LgeSez7c/s1600-h/Photo0743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S3Qqgt3wjmI/AAAAAAAAAvI/DN3LgeSez7c/s320/Photo0743.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437017391700676194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Fear less, hope more, eat less, chew more, whine less, breathe more, talk less, say more, hate less, love more, and good things will be yours.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-8851831983409752106?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/8851831983409752106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=8851831983409752106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/8851831983409752106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/8851831983409752106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-friday-i-am-really-exhausted.html' title=''/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S3Qqgt3wjmI/AAAAAAAAAvI/DN3LgeSez7c/s72-c/Photo0743.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-5830951433746713791</id><published>2010-02-08T22:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T22:32:48.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME :)</title><content type='html'>I'm finally 16. Just in a blink of an eye.&lt;br /&gt;But this year's birthday is the worst i would say!&lt;br /&gt;I waited for 12AM, it seemed so long.&lt;br /&gt;The moment it was 12AM, i'm flooded with msges! (Touched)&lt;br /&gt;After replying every msges, the time was already 12.12AM.&lt;br /&gt;TIME PASSES REALLY VERY FAST! UNBELIEVABLE!&lt;br /&gt;Alright, 1 year older, 1 year wiser! &lt;br /&gt;Haha, i want to thank everyone who wished me happy birthday! &lt;br /&gt;Especially those who waited until 12AM just to wish me happy birthday,&lt;br /&gt;it made me happy and i really appreciated that. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks a million, love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite pic of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S3AfstG2HKI/AAAAAAAAAvA/LHZoSxKv4Nc/s1600-h/Photo0716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S3AfstG2HKI/AAAAAAAAAvA/LHZoSxKv4Nc/s320/Photo0716.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435879603119201442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is really hilarious, i laugh whenever i see it. It looked like some perverted scene. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me, happy birthday to Rachelle ~ Happy birthday to me! Eh, test tmr la! ):&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-5830951433746713791?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/5830951433746713791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=5830951433746713791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/5830951433746713791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/5830951433746713791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-finally-16.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME :)'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S3AfstG2HKI/AAAAAAAAAvA/LHZoSxKv4Nc/s72-c/Photo0716.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-4331380534939659035</id><published>2010-02-07T21:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T21:20:27.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi, im turning &lt;strong&gt;16&lt;/strong&gt; soon. &lt;br /&gt;Which means i can watch NC16 movies openly! ;p&lt;br /&gt;Sad.. I'm having so many tests on my birthday. &lt;br /&gt;And it's a long day in school. ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss... Japan. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S269jGuK27I/AAAAAAAAAu4/jJDAKsN0Sg0/s1600-h/P1020896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S269jGuK27I/AAAAAAAAAu4/jJDAKsN0Sg0/s320/P1020896.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435490211080100786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So much in my head, so little on my fingertips.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-4331380534939659035?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/4331380534939659035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=4331380534939659035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/4331380534939659035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/4331380534939659035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/02/hi-im-turning-16-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S269jGuK27I/AAAAAAAAAu4/jJDAKsN0Sg0/s72-c/P1020896.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-7749049427976768830</id><published>2010-02-02T21:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T00:03:10.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S2hMRhEdZkI/AAAAAAAAAuw/HrGEYWiOTck/s1600-h/tired.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S2hMRhEdZkI/AAAAAAAAAuw/HrGEYWiOTck/s320/tired.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433676814241064514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is super exhausting. We were all, maybe not all, stressed by the pile of home works and tests. So many periods in a day, 2 tests in a day and having another test the following day. Tests after tests. Argh, this is life! I'm deprived of sleep. ): What's worst is i take a catnap almost everyday and have difficulty sleeping at night! On a brighter note, i think.. i have Chinese New Year celebration! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;When one door of happiness closes, another opens, but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one that has been opened for us.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-7749049427976768830?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/7749049427976768830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=7749049427976768830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/7749049427976768830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/7749049427976768830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/02/today-is-super-exhausting.html' title=''/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/S2hMRhEdZkI/AAAAAAAAAuw/HrGEYWiOTck/s72-c/tired.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-1388283529764754293</id><published>2010-01-31T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T22:21:13.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blame it on me</title><content type='html'>A month has passed, everything has been going smoothly for me. :)&lt;br /&gt;Yup, today is the last day of January. And tmr will be the first day of February.&lt;br /&gt;February is my favourite month ;p My birthday falls on 8 Feb, Valentine's Day and Chinese New year is on 14 Feb. So many happy occasions in Feb. And it stands out of all the other months because it has 28 days! Haha!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It has been year 2010 for 31 days, i've changed. But the only thing that didn't change was my carelessness. YES, i lost my Ezlink card on Friday. And the ironic thing is, i don't even know how i lost it! ): So nerve-wrecking!! I had to walk back home that day! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-1388283529764754293?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/1388283529764754293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=1388283529764754293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/1388283529764754293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/1388283529764754293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/01/blame-it-on-me.html' title='blame it on me'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-2320363683640026151</id><published>2010-01-23T19:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T20:01:36.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, it has been 1 month since i last posted. &lt;br /&gt;Been busy with school. It ends at 530pm on Mondays, Tuesdays, Thursdays. ):&lt;br /&gt;Took part in a Yellow Ribbon Project recently. Its super exhausting and the duration is damn long. ~v~&lt;br /&gt;But i get to perform in Chingay and we will be on tv ;p &lt;br /&gt;Ok, not sure yet. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kseniya Simonova &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winner of Ukraine's Got Talent 2009. Here she uses a giant light box, dramatic &lt;br /&gt;music, imagination and "sand painting" skills to interpret Germany's invasion &lt;br /&gt;and occupation of Ukraine during WWII. Beautiful and mindblowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cri7aQHRT7k&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cri7aQHRT7k&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&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/31799629-2320363683640026151?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/2320363683640026151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=2320363683640026151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/2320363683640026151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/2320363683640026151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2010/01/wow-it-has-been-1-month-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-1634755224180488372</id><published>2009-12-25T00:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T01:47:31.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHRISTMAS!</title><content type='html'>MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So excited. Haha, it's Christmas already.&lt;br /&gt;Soon, it will be new year - 2010. &lt;br /&gt;Then school reopens, WTF? Time flies.&lt;br /&gt;I remebered spending new year countdown with my good friends. &lt;br /&gt;It was awesome, but everything is different now. Right?&lt;br /&gt;Well, i went cycling at East Coast Park with YY yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;We had dessert at Selegie? LOL, he made my day. :)&lt;br /&gt;Went Orchard today, crowded. Think everyone is buying their Christmas gifts last minute. Haha. Had dinner at Eighteen Chefs with YY. &lt;br /&gt;Christmas will be great, enjoy it ok! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/joJsa_A5QqQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/joJsa_A5QqQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want a lot for Christmas... this is all i'm asking for&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna see my baby.. standing right outside my door.. &lt;br /&gt;I just want you on my own.. more than you could ever know.. make my wish come true.&lt;br /&gt;BABY ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS.... EAT YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-1634755224180488372?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/1634755224180488372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=1634755224180488372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/1634755224180488372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/1634755224180488372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas.html' title='CHRISTMAS!'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-8008700887155785115</id><published>2009-12-18T19:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T21:13:00.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/Syt_ikUHaWI/AAAAAAAAAuo/c0aUv2kXbHc/s1600-h/14122009028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/Syt_ikUHaWI/AAAAAAAAAuo/c0aUv2kXbHc/s320/14122009028.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416563208683481442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/Syt_h2a7FLI/AAAAAAAAAug/cxspSmx6DIw/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/Syt_h2a7FLI/AAAAAAAAAug/cxspSmx6DIw/s320/3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416563196364002482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/Syt_hlnDTQI/AAAAAAAAAuY/oBRNnmvxr2o/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/Syt_hlnDTQI/AAAAAAAAAuY/oBRNnmvxr2o/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416563191851470082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, i got the time to spend with you finally. :)&lt;br /&gt;Today was the last day of my work and i'm happy cause i don't have to wake up early anymore!&lt;br /&gt;The children were so cute, will miss them. &lt;br /&gt;Shona is leaving tmr to somewhere, take care and enjoy. Love you :)&lt;br /&gt;Class BBQ and Christmas soon! Yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-8008700887155785115?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/8008700887155785115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=8008700887155785115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/8008700887155785115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/8008700887155785115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2009/12/end-of-work.html' title='End of work'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/Syt_ikUHaWI/AAAAAAAAAuo/c0aUv2kXbHc/s72-c/14122009028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-1931230826754975246</id><published>2009-12-14T20:23:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T20:46:26.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is spent with Shona. :)&lt;br /&gt;Went to do IC before &lt;em&gt;work&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;She forgot to bring all the documents and we headed back to her house, then to Lavender. On our way there, i lost my IC photos! )': SAD.&lt;br /&gt;Her voice is funny. Hehe. On our way back to &lt;em&gt;work&lt;/em&gt;, a guy smiled at her in the MRT station. Haha! And i got my pay, yay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/SyYvpys8ERI/AAAAAAAAAuA/2x9-dY3iSzs/s1600-h/Photo0404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/SyYvpys8ERI/AAAAAAAAAuA/2x9-dY3iSzs/s320/Photo0404.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415067996991000850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Cotton On is so not environmental friendly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/SyYvpk5Af0I/AAAAAAAAAt4/k6giISvIpKU/s1600-h/Photo0399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/SyYvpk5Af0I/AAAAAAAAAt4/k6giISvIpKU/s320/Photo0399.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415067993283526466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/SyYvpMSUdxI/AAAAAAAAAtw/KRgr57KcZdU/s1600-h/Photo0400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/SyYvpMSUdxI/AAAAAAAAAtw/KRgr57KcZdU/s320/Photo0400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415067986678806290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/SyYvon2vDnI/AAAAAAAAAto/yZnbLc25Ax8/s1600-h/Photo0401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/SyYvon2vDnI/AAAAAAAAAto/yZnbLc25Ax8/s320/Photo0401.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415067976899432050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/SyYvn26b8UI/AAAAAAAAAtg/xwX12NmB52E/s1600-h/Photo0403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/SyYvn26b8UI/AAAAAAAAAtg/xwX12NmB52E/s320/Photo0403.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415067963761619266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/SyYxOW3wK2I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/S3n7v4gq4tk/s1600-h/Photo0379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/SyYxOW3wK2I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/S3n7v4gq4tk/s320/Photo0379.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415069724686953314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MmmMmmMmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=#006600&gt;CHRIS&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=#CC0000&gt;TMAS&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-1931230826754975246?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/1931230826754975246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=1931230826754975246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/1931230826754975246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/1931230826754975246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-is-spent-with-shona.html' title=''/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/SyYvpys8ERI/AAAAAAAAAuA/2x9-dY3iSzs/s72-c/Photo0404.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-2569841309318257750</id><published>2009-12-13T02:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T02:52:21.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spirited</title><content type='html'>Went to have lunch at Pasta Mania and dinner at Food Palace with dear today. &lt;br /&gt;Happy.. And those who have not decide whether to go or not for the class bbq, let me know asap!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-2569841309318257750?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/2569841309318257750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=2569841309318257750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/2569841309318257750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/2569841309318257750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2009/12/spirited.html' title='spirited'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-5148087994034970922</id><published>2009-12-10T16:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T16:20:46.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JvZ0xNVnc1Y&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JvZ0xNVnc1Y&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! Oh, did i mention i went to work the day before?&lt;br /&gt;Went to a child care with Shona. &lt;br /&gt;The children there are so chaotic but adorable. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To E6 people, we are having a class bbq on 20th.&lt;br /&gt;Venue: East Coast Park/Pasir Ris Park (depends on availabilty of pits)&lt;br /&gt;Time: Not decided&lt;br /&gt;Everyone will have to pay about $5, whether you will be eating or not!&lt;br /&gt;Details will be circulated by sms around 18th. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyone who can't make it, pls let us know asap!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that we won't buy your share.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-5148087994034970922?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/5148087994034970922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=5148087994034970922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/5148087994034970922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/5148087994034970922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2009/12/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-8028887931618898990</id><published>2009-12-09T14:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T14:49:29.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Going out later.. Christmas' round the corner. &lt;br /&gt;My holiday is ending soon and I've not done even a single work. Great.&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Christmas Christmas, hooray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-8028887931618898990?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/8028887931618898990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=8028887931618898990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/8028887931618898990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/8028887931618898990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2009/12/going-out-later.html' title=''/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-3713982862148823897</id><published>2009-12-09T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T02:31:57.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jet</title><content type='html'>Wow, this is the first time i'm blogging using mobile web. Everything's so convenient thanks to this advanced technology. Wdv, just testing. Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-3713982862148823897?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/3713982862148823897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=3713982862148823897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/3713982862148823897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/3713982862148823897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2009/12/jet.html' title='jet'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-3240755367204787499</id><published>2009-12-08T23:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T23:28:53.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Antidote</title><content type='html'>Ok, guess my blog's dead already?&lt;br /&gt;Just an update..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-3240755367204787499?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/3240755367204787499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=3240755367204787499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/3240755367204787499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/3240755367204787499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2009/12/antidote.html' title='Antidote'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-3466540330368582491</id><published>2009-10-20T16:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T16:22:42.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Alrighty, i've been tagged to do this quiz. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Shona&lt;br /&gt;2. Vivian&lt;br /&gt;3. Jialin&lt;br /&gt;4. Huipin&lt;br /&gt;5. Siman&lt;br /&gt;6. Michelle&lt;br /&gt;7. Shaohong&lt;br /&gt;8. Yong Fook&lt;br /&gt;9. Weixuan&lt;br /&gt;10. Liling&lt;br /&gt;11. Pearlyn&lt;br /&gt;12. Andy&lt;br /&gt;13. Yiyang&lt;br /&gt;14. Mindy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you get to meet 7?&lt;br /&gt;- In 1E6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if you and 13 never meet?&lt;br /&gt;- I will not get to touch her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if 1 and 12 date?&lt;br /&gt;- LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen 14 cry?&lt;br /&gt;- Think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would 4 and 11 be a good couple?&lt;br /&gt;- No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think 11 is attractive?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's 2 favourite colour?&lt;br /&gt;- Nude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you talk to 9?&lt;br /&gt;- Couple of hours ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What language does 8 speak?&lt;br /&gt;- Chinese. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is 13 going out with?&lt;br /&gt;- Piglet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which grade is 12 in?&lt;br /&gt;- Sec3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever date with 10?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does 5 live?&lt;br /&gt;- Tampines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the best thing about 3?&lt;br /&gt;- Her laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you want to tell 10 now?&lt;br /&gt;- Smile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the best thing about 8?&lt;br /&gt;- Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever kissed 5?&lt;br /&gt;- NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the best memory you have with 7?&lt;br /&gt;- Everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is the last time you're going to see 6?&lt;br /&gt;- Not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is 14 and 12 different?&lt;br /&gt;- Gender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 6 pretty?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you meet 5?&lt;br /&gt;- 1E6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 1 your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;- 1 of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hate 12?&lt;br /&gt;- NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen 4 on the last month?&lt;br /&gt;- Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you said to 3?&lt;br /&gt;- Days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you been to 5 house?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When's the next time you are going to see 10?&lt;br /&gt;- Tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you close to 13?&lt;br /&gt;- Shld be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been to a movie with 4 before?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever gotten into trouble with 8?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you give 2 a hug?&lt;br /&gt;- Sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When have you lied to 3?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know secrets about 9?&lt;br /&gt;- Dont think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe the relationship between 12 and 14?&lt;br /&gt;- No rs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best thing about your friendship with 9?&lt;br /&gt;- Everlasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the worse thing about 6?&lt;br /&gt;- LAZY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a crush on 12?&lt;br /&gt;- LMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does 14 have a boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;- I think no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wanted to punch 1's face?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes, i want to box her nose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has 2 met your mother?&lt;br /&gt;- Noo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you get to meet 3?&lt;br /&gt;- 1E6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever physically hurt 3?&lt;br /&gt;- Think no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you live close to 7?&lt;br /&gt;- Quite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's 8 favourite food?&lt;br /&gt;- EVERYTHING -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of cars does 1 have?&lt;br /&gt;- Bicycle ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever travelled anywhere with 9 before?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you give 14 $100, what would she spend it on?&lt;br /&gt;- Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-3466540330368582491?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-3554938105497637985</id><published>2009-10-16T22:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T23:01:25.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi im back! ;)&lt;br /&gt;Lian keep ask me to update my blog, so here i am!&lt;br /&gt;Lian, just for you.&lt;br /&gt;Lian hui pray, go online to search how to pray.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, serious. &lt;br /&gt;Exam is finally over, im free of stress.&lt;br /&gt;Dont have to drink anymore cough syrup!&lt;br /&gt;Hope i can passssss. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-3554938105497637985?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/3554938105497637985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=3554938105497637985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/3554938105497637985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/3554938105497637985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2009/10/hi-im-back-lian-keep-ask-me-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-6275624822786171362</id><published>2009-09-29T21:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T21:27:54.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In a few hours time, it will be Michelle's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday in advance, study hard ok. :)&lt;br /&gt;English paper on Thursday, Chinese and SS paper on Friday. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to everyone for your exams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-6275624822786171362?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/6275624822786171362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Andy Chua Kang Ren the Black Chef.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you pass your exams with flying colours and enjoy your birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/SsCq06jiCDI/AAAAAAAAAtM/TIIzP2c0JhY/s1600-h/and.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/SsCq06jiCDI/AAAAAAAAAtM/TIIzP2c0JhY/s320/and.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386492980383320114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this cake is for you, baked by chef chua. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/SsCrBNCLJeI/AAAAAAAAAtU/cjQ8OP8X3Dk/s1600-h/birthdayCake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 281px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/SsCrBNCLJeI/AAAAAAAAAtU/cjQ8OP8X3Dk/s320/birthdayCake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386493191502112226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.09.09&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-8794797746873747894?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/8794797746873747894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=8794797746873747894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/8794797746873747894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/8794797746873747894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-andy-chua-kang-ren-black.html' title=''/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/SsCq06jiCDI/AAAAAAAAAtM/TIIzP2c0JhY/s72-c/and.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-310622008107031560</id><published>2009-09-15T23:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T00:18:05.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>disturbed</title><content type='html'>Sometimes i really think that i should take things in stride and pay no heed to what i see. Life is unpredictable, disasters are inevitable and maybe i should just live life to the fullest. Who knows what will happen next? If things are taken too lightly, the situation definitely worsen, no?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-310622008107031560?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/310622008107031560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=310622008107031560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/310622008107031560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/310622008107031560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-ought-to-take-things-in-stride-i.html' title='disturbed'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-1851983739259949130</id><published>2009-09-09T22:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T23:02:18.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Expect nothing, live frugally on surprise.</title><content type='html'>After sleeping through a hundred million centuries we have finally opened our eyes on a sumptuous planet, sparkling with color, bountiful with life. Within decades we must close our eyes again. Isn't it a noble, an enlightened way of spending our brief time in the sun, to work at understanding the universe and how we have come to wake up in it? This is how I answer when I am asked -- as I am surprisingly often -- why I bother to get up in the mornings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What do we live for, if it is not to make life less difficult for each other?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-1851983739259949130?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/1851983739259949130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=1851983739259949130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/1851983739259949130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/1851983739259949130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2009/09/life-is-like-onion-you-peel-it-off-one.html' title='Expect nothing, live frugally on surprise.'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-4140259821723169148</id><published>2009-09-08T14:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T14:45:33.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired of this</title><content type='html'>maybe surrounded by a million people,&lt;br /&gt;i still feel alone&lt;br /&gt;in face of the wave, don’t waver&lt;br /&gt;don’t let it take away from you;&lt;br /&gt;the many qualities you possessed&lt;br /&gt;don’t let it make you&lt;br /&gt;change till you no longer&lt;br /&gt;who are you&lt;br /&gt;it will be tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=0.5&gt;it's painful to acknowledge the fact that you've got the shell; and not the heart.&lt;br /&gt;everything seems painful in everyway.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-4140259821723169148?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/4140259821723169148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=4140259821723169148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/4140259821723169148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/4140259821723169148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2009/09/maybe-surrounded-by-million-people-i.html' title='tired of this'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-6893749942294713174</id><published>2009-09-04T17:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T00:19:07.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carnival tmrw!</title><content type='html'>Today was a hectic yet enjoyable friday, which is also 'Be yourself day'.&lt;br /&gt;I personally think that this don't sound like it because we have to adhere to countless of impractical rules. -.- &lt;br /&gt;And guess what's the theme? It's bright and cheery, not nice at all, and i wore yellow. -o-&lt;br /&gt;Supposingly, the last day of term idk what. Instead, our weekdays will be taken away for lots of remedials, especially English. Talking bout Englsh, I remembered passing my compo despite being unable to complete it on time. -whew-&lt;br /&gt;Pe was very energy-draining today, and i became tan. Went to buy things which are needed for tmr's carnival aft schl. Weather kills. &lt;br /&gt;Not even a lil bit excited for tmr's carnival as the thought of getting up early made me sian half.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-6893749942294713174?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/6893749942294713174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=6893749942294713174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/6893749942294713174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/6893749942294713174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2009/09/carnival-tmrw.html' title='Carnival tmrw!'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-6837534814943218986</id><published>2009-09-03T16:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T16:44:25.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in high spirits</title><content type='html'>because i passed my maths and bio ;)&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the lack of update. couldn’t really feel the welling up of a need to blog something (which is technically my right). guess it’s all due to the need to write a daily journal/reflection for wherever i am. this really kills my literary mood and spoils the fun of writing. but what to do?&lt;br /&gt;suck up and “enjoy”; probably time will &lt;em&gt;fly&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;whew, it’s been such a long time since i last blogged. my life in &lt;strong&gt;school&lt;/strong&gt; doesn’t have any juicy fun bits for me to share and entertain you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-6837534814943218986?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/6837534814943218986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=6837534814943218986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/6837534814943218986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/6837534814943218986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-high-spirits.html' title='in high spirits'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-4691684555894792811</id><published>2009-09-02T15:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T17:49:22.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed</title><content type='html'>has it come to another point in time where i’m unable to find things to blog about? or am i too tired to actually say them out? maybe a little of the latter, while the former isn’t false in its whole; i have lots on my mind but too little at my fingertips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;stressed by the number of tests, piling up continuously, adding on to my agony.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-4691684555894792811?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/4691684555894792811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=4691684555894792811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/4691684555894792811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/4691684555894792811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2009/09/has-it-come-to-another-point-in-time.html' title='Stressed'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-4745605514165867065</id><published>2009-08-15T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T00:14:04.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Yiyang!</title><content type='html'>Hi, finally it's 12 &lt;u&gt;sharp&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And here i am, wishing this 15 year old boy a very happy and wonderful birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Grown up alr ah, 15 liao. ;)&lt;br /&gt;Hope you will enjoy this great day of yours! &lt;br /&gt;1 day out of 365 days ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I still cant figure out how do i make my links take lesser space aft an hour! &lt;br /&gt;complete it tmr lah. tmd. &gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-4745605514165867065?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/4745605514165867065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=4745605514165867065' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/4745605514165867065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/4745605514165867065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-yiyang.html' title='Happy Birthday Yiyang!'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-2859729101618913053</id><published>2009-08-14T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T23:30:00.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi, currently waiting for 12 to wish an idiot happy birthday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-2859729101618913053?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/2859729101618913053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=2859729101618913053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/2859729101618913053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/2859729101618913053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2009/08/hi-currently-waiting-for-12-to-wish.html' title=''/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-1444644494759858267</id><published>2009-08-14T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T22:32:17.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing</title><content type='html'>Hi, just renewed my blog!&lt;br /&gt;To everyone: Don't spam anymore ok! &gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-1444644494759858267?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/1444644494759858267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=1444644494759858267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/1444644494759858267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/1444644494759858267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2009/08/testing.html' title='Testing'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-3892100488192105604</id><published>2009-07-22T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T22:37:10.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down</title><content type='html'>Rachelle is sad.&lt;br /&gt;Rachelle is unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;Rachelle is angry.&lt;br /&gt;Rachelle is upset.&lt;br /&gt;Rachelle is furious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I AM DAMN SAD.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheer up Rachelle*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-3892100488192105604?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/3892100488192105604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=3892100488192105604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/3892100488192105604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/3892100488192105604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2009/07/down.html' title='Down'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-5518765133904565410</id><published>2009-07-01T18:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T18:50:00.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrated</title><content type='html'>Got my ass off the bed; feeling real fatigue.&lt;br /&gt;Dragged myself to school with hair sprayed (BLACK OK).&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, i still got caught and then sprayed even more chemical on my hair.&lt;br /&gt;I heard my hair struggling for help -_- i'm not a good owner. )':&lt;br /&gt;So, i've decided to get my hair black later.&lt;br /&gt;And i make sure you catch nothing from me! &lt;strong&gt;FURIOUS&lt;/strong&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has been fine lately.&lt;br /&gt;And i got my money, so happpy. ^^&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle, let's spam asap. HAHA.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/Sks--0vEsKI/AAAAAAAAAs4/C2rN1q8_8yk/s1600-h/DSC03601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/Sks--0vEsKI/AAAAAAAAAs4/C2rN1q8_8yk/s320/DSC03601.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353441831088861346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/Sks-_JYN4cI/AAAAAAAAAtA/qnKqU2XMJE8/s1600-h/DSC03432-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/Sks-_JYN4cI/AAAAAAAAAtA/qnKqU2XMJE8/s320/DSC03432-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353441836630139330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 BBQ Chicken slackers. Laughs 8)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-5518765133904565410?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/5518765133904565410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=5518765133904565410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/5518765133904565410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/5518765133904565410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2009/07/frustrated.html' title='Frustrated'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LdS48ASbCkY/Sks--0vEsKI/AAAAAAAAAs4/C2rN1q8_8yk/s72-c/DSC03601.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-285391255809581673</id><published>2009-06-30T19:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T19:34:46.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second day in school</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;suck.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was fine except for my hair.&lt;br /&gt;Had lessons as per normal, it was okay until Mr Ng asked me out.&lt;br /&gt;First day of school it was the spoiler, Miss Arnita. forget it.&lt;br /&gt;I-WILL-GET-MY-HAIR-DONE (serious)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my report book finally, funnnnny results. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Sick of taking temperature daily, cant moe just extend our holidays? &lt;br /&gt;JUST 1 WEEK WILL DO. -_-&lt;br /&gt;Btw, happy birthday to Huipin &amp; Jinlin. :)&lt;br /&gt;Also, happy 1 year 2 months Darling. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-LOVEYOUALL-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-285391255809581673?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/285391255809581673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=285391255809581673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/285391255809581673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/285391255809581673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2009/06/second-day-in-school.html' title='Second day in school'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31799629.post-4270609716209793357</id><published>2009-06-22T00:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T00:53:27.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day!</title><content type='html'>Hi. I AM BLOGGING NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Father's Day to all daddies, especially my beloved dad.&lt;br /&gt;Though he wont be seeing these but still i want to say I Love You and you are the best daddy on Earth. Although we hardly talk, rarely together, i will love you forever. :) &lt;br /&gt;IM WORKING ALMOST EVERYDAY, AM GETTING REAL TIRED.&lt;br /&gt;I need a breakkkk, oh, and please log on to www.channelnewasia.com/singapore/index.htm and vote for the extension of holidays. VOTE OKAY! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31799629-4270609716209793357?l=rachie-licious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/feeds/4270609716209793357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31799629&amp;postID=4270609716209793357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/4270609716209793357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31799629/posts/default/4270609716209793357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachie-licious.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Bittersweet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59JfCenuE9w/TYnD-_-B6ZI/AAAAAAAABfI/fubBG9qgj8o/s220/IMG_5641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
