<?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-2598755325468165135</id><updated>2012-02-16T08:53:58.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Konfusion</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycher.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598755325468165135/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycher.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>RACHEL CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18318764998621573771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598755325468165135.post-1639858998185623522</id><published>2008-03-08T08:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T10:03:07.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pss pss chi-ke chi-ke poots ch ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in case you didn't know what that meant, it's supposedly some signal lesbians do to each other! haha and because of it i have found myself a les partner, who's a guy, who's hidhir, and we don't care if it sounds wrong. teeheehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raycher chia's march holidays are NOT holidays at all. i think this also applies to all the band people out there. let's see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday: sectionals! (matthew finally called for one)&lt;br /&gt;tuesday: band&lt;br /&gt;wednesday: FREE&lt;br /&gt;thursday: practice with mr.tan&lt;br /&gt;friday: band&lt;br /&gt;saturday: band&lt;br /&gt;sunday: FREE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you can see we're chiong-ing like mad now cos new york is only what? 11 days away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;(GASP GASP)&lt;br /&gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't it exhilarating! travelling to the other side of the world and performing at the famous Carnegie hall and at central park! plus i'm doing all these with very hip &amp;amp; happening people! tomorrow i'll be shopping for winter clothes. yanzhu and i are gonna buy beanies :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i feel like i've been trying to prove to myself that i'm naturally smart or something cos i've not been studying for my tests. results are not as bad as i expected but still, quite bad! i think i have to start doing something about that soon... probably after coming back from new york.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some random photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j0ZlSimuM8E/R9QrEdiIz-I/AAAAAAAAACE/4iqi7b89A1o/s1600-h/n595452074_394935_6479.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175809227402825698" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j0ZlSimuM8E/R9QpDdiIz7I/AAAAAAAAABs/3O25XrTISjs/s320/n773752560_389155_9912.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leap years:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598755325468165135-1639858998185623522?l=raycher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycher.blogspot.com/feeds/1639858998185623522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598755325468165135&amp;postID=1639858998185623522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598755325468165135/posts/default/1639858998185623522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598755325468165135/posts/default/1639858998185623522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycher.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-hate-what-im-feeling-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>RACHEL CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18318764998621573771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j0ZlSimuM8E/R9QrEdiIz-I/AAAAAAAAACE/4iqi7b89A1o/s72-c/n595452074_394935_6479.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598755325468165135.post-1737718101476640744</id><published>2008-02-25T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T09:30:13.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it is impossible for me to express my hatred for economics. the lectures are such a bore &amp;amp; the tutor should quit immediately &amp;amp; never ever take on a pedagogical career again &gt;:( nonetheless, i still feel a tinge of accomplishment for finishing my essay on time hoho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well sad to say that gautham, zachary, nella, aaaarti and sheryl have left us :( please do not be too depressed &amp;amp; act like we'll never see each other again because i will organise a class outing soon ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway O2 ended a few days ago. i think i was a really slack &amp;amp; lousy OGL! teeheehee. did all the mass dances &amp;amp; cheers with the class instead of my og, ah i feel so meaaan. the freshmen in my og (chris &amp;amp; greg) are so enthu &amp;amp; spontaneous! which is good cos they are super entertaining &amp;amp; funny ha ha ha. oh greg organised an og outing last friday! we went to aston's for dinner (which was really good). greg hurry organise another one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck buddy for your tournament tmrw! i'll be waiting for my milos on thursday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yanzhu&lt;/strong&gt; eh landiao lah you, please get well soon ok? remember our plan to shop for winter clothes in sunny s'pore? if you don't get well then we cannot go! &amp;amp; you'll freeze to death in new york!! so... HOPE YOU'LL HAVE A SPEEDY RECOVERY&lt;3333333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598755325468165135-1737718101476640744?l=raycher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycher.blogspot.com/feeds/1737718101476640744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598755325468165135&amp;postID=1737718101476640744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598755325468165135/posts/default/1737718101476640744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598755325468165135/posts/default/1737718101476640744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycher.blogspot.com/2008/02/it-is-impossible-for-me-to-express-my.html' title=''/><author><name>RACHEL CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18318764998621573771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598755325468165135.post-1328404899164073629</id><published>2008-02-17T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T09:37:15.932-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow my first vday in vj was actually quite fun! during gp lesson the teacher gave us a break &amp;amp; the whole class started exhanging presents. i received like super a lot of flowers this year, but they are kinda withering nowwww :( i think the guys in my class are sooooo cool ok most of them prepared presents. zac's soooo sweet he gave roses to all the girls in the class &amp;amp; he gave me a daisy and lollipops too. thanks mr.dimples i hope you like the gift jiali &amp;amp; i gave you :) he also bought a giant famous amos cookie for the class! julian baked cookies &amp;amp; gave me a rose! my mum said he's so thoughtful haha but his cookies are really nice! samuel &amp;amp; jiada wrote a note for everyone and jed made a rose. it's so pretty! the most retarded present i received was obviously from the retard in class - andre chan. aiyo it was so troublesome carrying the venus flytrap home &amp;amp; i was so worried it would topple over in my bag. anyway IT IS NOT DYING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the AHSgirls in class gave a lot of food! jiali gave me famous amos cookies and a rose. thanks girlfriend you're so sweet! siti baked a chocolate cake for the class. omg it's really good. rt gave files with notes from her and delia inside. clarice gave this orange voodoo doll thingy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S37 is sucha lovely class &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg my angel is sarah chu! i was actually kinda shocked cos she tricked me by using the choir president's handwriting &amp;amp; nella kept insisting that my angel is the choir pres but... haha! omg i got fooled manzzz. lan diao to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for my band mortal - daryl haha omg he gave me an electronic piano &amp;amp; i was like -.-  i have yet to take it home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes! jed also dedicated a song to jiali &amp;amp; i. the message was so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x-country was on friday &amp;amp; what the fuck man i came in 759th! cool or whaaaat hahaha nella jiali &amp;amp; i started running only after the bridge while returning to sch.okay next year i shall run all the way! after cross something damn scary happened. i think some jokers burst a balloon in front of the amplifier and there was a really loud explosion. i thought some bomb went off!! yeah the teachers were really angry... ogl training later was unexpectedly fun? i had a great time screaming my lungs off until my throat became sore. so im not gonna cheer anymore until O2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new york in 34 days!! (gasp gasp)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr is Emotional Monday Ordeal day. or EMO day. it's the last day 08s37 remains as a provisional class cos some of us would be leaving. well i hope everyone would be happy no matter where we end up in&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598755325468165135-1328404899164073629?l=raycher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycher.blogspot.com/feeds/1328404899164073629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598755325468165135&amp;postID=1328404899164073629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598755325468165135/posts/default/1328404899164073629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598755325468165135/posts/default/1328404899164073629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycher.blogspot.com/2008/02/wow-my-first-vday-in-vj-was-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>RACHEL CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18318764998621573771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598755325468165135.post-8693801105763415116</id><published>2008-02-11T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T08:50:43.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my gosh i just want to say that this chinese new year sucks balls :( because 1) i fell sick - i had fever and flu on the 2nd day! and 2) i did not wear my new year clothes because the mother decided to wear mine!!!! oh well it was not entirely thaaaaat bad la. apart from the usual visitings this year was kinda special cos there was house visiting with 08S37! they came to my place first, then to samuel's, evonne's &amp;amp; lastly laoda's! omgsh samuel &amp;amp; laoda's dogs are so adorableeeeeee although laoda's one is cuter &amp;amp; fluffy-er&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school today was kinda stony. i think it was because of the humid weather and omg to make things worse the aircon at LT1 had to break down... the bio test was so shitty! &amp;amp; during the test debs kicked my chair so i thought she wanted to copy my answer hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school jiali zach yinghua rt delia samuel andre laoda and i went to PP to shop for our vday giftsssss. andre bought me a VENUS FLYTRAP! it's so tiny! "I will buy rachel anything she desires" HAHAHA THANK YOU ANDRE CHAN! &amp;amp; I WANT MY POEM!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598755325468165135-8693801105763415116?l=raycher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycher.blogspot.com/feeds/8693801105763415116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598755325468165135&amp;postID=8693801105763415116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598755325468165135/posts/default/8693801105763415116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598755325468165135/posts/default/8693801105763415116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycher.blogspot.com/2008/02/oh-my-gosh-i-just-want-to-say-that-this.html' title=''/><author><name>RACHEL CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18318764998621573771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598755325468165135.post-3468530330774552216</id><published>2008-01-24T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T09:31:09.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>collecting my o level result was like one of the scariest/freakiest/most horrifying moments of my life. i was so nervous i couldn't sign my name properly. my signature kinda looked more like a scribble. i think the red badges are amazing! we have 2 people scoring 10 A1s. i kowtow to them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i guess with my results i should be going back to VJC &amp;amp; that means... NEW YORK IN 58 DAYS &amp;amp; performing at esplanade! yay band!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i wanted to post a few photos but blogger's being a pain in the ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to jed everyone's calling me sally now. fauzan's worse. he calls me sallymollychia &amp;amp; that sounds totally retarded &amp;amp; grosssssss. i miss being called chia! it's kinda weird having to respond to friends who call me by my first name cos' i really don't respond to "Rachel" in st nicks. weird right? i don't respond to my name hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598755325468165135-3468530330774552216?l=raycher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycher.blogspot.com/feeds/3468530330774552216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598755325468165135&amp;postID=3468530330774552216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598755325468165135/posts/default/3468530330774552216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598755325468165135/posts/default/3468530330774552216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycher.blogspot.com/2008/01/collecting-my-o-level-result-was-like.html' title=''/><author><name>RACHEL CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18318764998621573771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598755325468165135.post-788674285890186339</id><published>2008-01-01T00:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T01:24:31.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;countdown @ sentosa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...with debs, sonn &amp;amp; yilsie! met them at vivo at 9 which was really crowded &amp;amp; scary. the harbourfront station was packed &amp;amp; i was really scared someone would steal my things :/ we went to giant to buy food for our picnic! we were making a lot of noise &amp;amp; laughing at yil's strange choice of buying... pomegranate tea?! is that how you spell it? then we were comparing which brand of lemon tea is better. 1 bottle was from pokka which costs $1.45 and another from seasons which costs $1.49 &amp;amp; because we are true blue singaporeans we chose... the $1.45 bottle in the end :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we waited for regi, jiaxing, winnie tiong and her senior to come &amp;amp; while waiting a shocking thing happened!! debs &amp;amp; i were sitting on a bench &amp;amp; there was a girl istanding in front of us talking to her friends... suddenly! she touched her necklace and PSHHHHHHH!! all the beads dropped &amp;amp; were scattered all over the floor! the girl practically froze on the spot hahaha she just stood there &amp;amp; watched her necklace crumble to the ground. i was like controlling my laughter until she walked away HAHA debs says we are a bad omen :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after regi&amp;amp; gang arrived we took the monorail to sentosa! walked to siloso beach which was like even more crowded than vivo &amp;amp; my ears wanted to die on the spot. after that we made our way to palawan beach which is much much more quieter &amp;amp; peaceful. started picnic-ing! a bit, our countdown was quite landiao cos nobody said: "3..2..1..happy new year!" :( we saw a bit of fireworks though &amp;amp; we played with the sparklers &amp;amp; made our new year wish. so not really landiao lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regi &amp;amp; gang left at like 1am &amp;amp; without them i was freaking out cos there were a lot of bu4 san1 bu4 si4 people lurking around....  we took pictures &amp;amp; talked a lot &amp;amp; got disturbed by a lot of people omg so annoying why can't they mind their own business?!? some random guy wanted to take a photo of us lah we kept refusing but he snapped one anyway. weirdo. later 2 cheenamen came &amp;amp; tried damn hard to make friends with us. so ewwwwww!!! i mean they are clearly 10 years older than us although not the chikopek kind but still.. ew! they wanted to sit with us to liao2 tian1 &amp;amp; we kept refusing but they kept coming back!! fucking shitheads came back the 3rd time &amp;amp; brought along their cheenafriends omg after they left we packed our things &amp;amp; moved into the hut where a big family was using. they allowed us to use their space &amp;amp; after that no one came to bother us anymore... yay peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throughout the night we could hear people laughing &amp;amp; laughing like almost non-stop! i wonder what those people were doing they were seriously laughing throughout the whole night! oh yes we played dai di until the sun rose :) our first sunrise of the year :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got back not long ago. ugh to all those planning to countdown at sentosa next year(haha i think so far ahead), bring strong men along or you'll get pestered like keesiao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598755325468165135-788674285890186339?l=raycher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycher.blogspot.com/feeds/788674285890186339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598755325468165135&amp;postID=788674285890186339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598755325468165135/posts/default/788674285890186339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598755325468165135/posts/default/788674285890186339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycher.blogspot.com/2008/01/countdown-sentosa-after-that-we-waited.html' title=''/><author><name>RACHEL CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18318764998621573771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598755325468165135.post-5317158046663434358</id><published>2007-12-28T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T11:47:37.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;because we're from 4T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay i don't regret going for the class gathering today it was really funnnnnnnn to the max. met yilsie first at town &amp;amp; we went to taka in an attempt to find a wallet for me. aunt regina gave me 30 bucks of taka voucher so i wanted to use it. everything is so expensive (duh branded what) &amp;amp; because i am a very very thrify person i refuse to top up more than 30 bucks for a bloody (landiao) wallet. walked to far east after that cos yilsie said: "i want dresses with blingbling &amp;amp; rhinestones"... "i wanna be a slut"... "i'm a whore"... &amp;amp; i knew far east would give her that... &amp;amp; it really did. she bought a really slutty dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REALLY.&lt;br /&gt;SLUTTY.&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;(date her out if you wanna see it! :O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after shopping so much we decided that we should go for the class gathering! called nick for directions and A BIT she doesn't know how to direct me to her house &amp;amp; aly had to do it (!!!!??? NICK IS IT YOUR HOUSE OR ALY'S?!)  by the way, we were like an hour late and aly is so sarcastic! " wah you all are 1 hour early!?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played bridge with aly debbie jianrui with yipsy watching cos she doesn't know how to play hahah ahps and gang were also playing bridge and they were really really noisy while we were very very silent. yipsy:" everything is noisy with ahps" how very true! anyway suddenly jianrui said: "so, how's your holidays?" and yips went "um", while the rest of us just... LANDIAO-ED. anyway the weirdness continued:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jianrui:" i heard that you are very smart, are you?"&lt;br /&gt;yipsy:"um, how am i going to answer that?"&lt;br /&gt;jianrui:" that's true."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this went on while the rest of us just... LANDIAO-ED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later we played dai di &amp;amp; yipsy watched again cos she doesn't know!! we have a very serious problem here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"let's play dog and bone!"&lt;br /&gt;yipsy:"huh? what's that?"&lt;br /&gt;you know chee kor bah?"&lt;br /&gt;yipsy:"huh? no!"&lt;br /&gt;"chop chilli chop!"&lt;br /&gt;yipsy:"no!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i said, a very serious problem!! haha yips!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner was good :D the food was prepared by mijie rara frances and some other people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner the class played silly games like musical chairs... oh yeah the sibs won because we were the first group to have all the members kicked out :D mijie &amp;amp; i got kicked out by the same person (WANER!!) then we played another kind of musical chairs game &amp;amp; finally blow wind blowwwww hahaha i always end up sitting next to char! &amp;amp; there was one time ahps had to command &amp;amp; she said:"blow all those going to VJ!" &amp;amp; there was immediate chaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next we played the pinata thingy. it's a snowman! so everyone took turns to hit the snowman with a bat so that the sweets inside will drop out. some people are very scary like davin whose bat flew towards the glass door &amp;amp; hit nick's brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at about 10pm most of the class left &amp;amp; the remaining few stayed behind to pack up &amp;amp; sing the class cheer, parmalat cheer &amp;amp; listen to ahps &amp;amp; aly do the bi ye (graduation) cheer which goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE IT IS SHI YI YUE&lt;br /&gt;WE REALLY WANT TO BI YE&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE IT IS SHI YI YUE&lt;br /&gt;WE REALLY WANT TO BI YE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN WE LOOK AT CHENG JI&lt;br /&gt;WE ALL FEEL VERY HAPPY&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE WE LOOK AT CHENG JI&lt;br /&gt;WE ALL FEEL VERY HAPPY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU KNOW WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;OUR CHENGJI'S GETTING BIGGER AND BIGGER&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU KNOW WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;OUR L1R5'S GETTING SMALLER AND SMALLER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU KNOW WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;WE ACT LIKE WE CAN GO TO NO JCS!&lt;br /&gt;BUT YOU KNOW WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE CAN GO TO ALL JCS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SO.... we have to thank..&lt;strong&gt;SNG&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks ahps for typing it out :-) by the way the i'm going to spread the "my face come out", "i cannot find the muscle to laugh" &amp;amp; "nooooooooo link....." to vj haha ahps BE PROUD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of ahps, she said something really touching which brought tears to my eyes before she left:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"it's only goodnight, not goodbye."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugged each other like an infinite number of times. all of a sudden i don't feel like going to vj. i don't wanna move on. stnicks is where my &lt;3 belongs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am going to miss all of you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4Truth07 PARMALATS FOREVER!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PHOTOS ARE @ &lt;a href="http://ibeheaddolls.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://ibeheaddolls.livejournal.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598755325468165135-5317158046663434358?l=raycher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycher.blogspot.com/feeds/5317158046663434358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598755325468165135&amp;postID=5317158046663434358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598755325468165135/posts/default/5317158046663434358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598755325468165135/posts/default/5317158046663434358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycher.blogspot.com/2007/12/because-were-from-4t-class-gathering-at.html' title=''/><author><name>RACHEL CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18318764998621573771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598755325468165135.post-8463449394751117837</id><published>2007-12-25T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T10:03:31.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>taboo</title><content type='html'>christmas this year was spent at mel's place. everyone knows that christmas is significant because Jesus was born but it's also very important to me because i learnt how to make a... meatloaf, and chop carrots and chestnuts although i was struggling with it and mel had to help :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the games we played were fun. we played taboo and bridge i luv taboo it's my favourite game now. hahaha nicholas landiao to the max, he cannot describe for nuts. anyway to those who don't know what taboo is, it's a game where you have to describe a word/words without using keywords that they provide so it could get quite difficult&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something damn funny happened! i think it was nigel's turn to describe a word (THE WORD WAS "DUCK") and he was like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nigel: DONALD! DONALD... WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;us: DONALD TRUMP! TRUMP!&lt;br /&gt;nigel: DONALD!! DISNEYLAND!&lt;br /&gt;us: DONALD DUCK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know i bet if a 10 year old kid was playing he would have guessed "duck" immediately? we totally have no childhood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hell, i have to be in school by 7.30 next tuesday because my phone number ends with the digit "9"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:!%@#(%&amp;amp;@&amp;amp;@*^$^"&gt;!%@#(%&amp;amp;@&amp;amp;@*^$^&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598755325468165135-8463449394751117837?l=raycher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycher.blogspot.com/feeds/8463449394751117837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598755325468165135&amp;postID=8463449394751117837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598755325468165135/posts/default/8463449394751117837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598755325468165135/posts/default/8463449394751117837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycher.blogspot.com/2007/12/taboo.html' title='taboo'/><author><name>RACHEL CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18318764998621573771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598755325468165135.post-8754159077050626785</id><published>2007-12-22T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T09:07:23.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>uncle billy rocks</title><content type='html'>today i woke up to the sound of christmas carols and jubilant shouts from happy children playing outside my house. half an hour later i was peering out of my window, watching a lion dance troupe perform. yay i love lion dances. my whole estate is thronged with so much activity today cos there was a xmas carnival going on! i think the residents here are very very enthusiastic. they participated in so many activities such as fancy dress comp, karaoke comp and so on... oh and uncle billy sang unchained melody and won 2nd prize! uncle billy is over 80 years old... everyone loved him! the buffet dinner was uhhh average, probably better than last year's. haha 3 people asked me which salon i went to cut my hair. gosh i'm like advertising for hairplay! i haven't been seeing my neighbours for quite awhile now, the aunties and uncles are all telling me that "i'm so big already!" and "do you have a boyfriend?" erps.... i feel like having a baby! HAHA random i know but that's cos sushuen and i saw really adorable baby clothes ytd and we tried to shock many people by saying things like, "should i get this for my baby?" and stuff like that.k oh &amp;amp; uncle billy showed me a few waltz steps! he is such a cool dude&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598755325468165135-8754159077050626785?l=raycher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycher.blogspot.com/feeds/8754159077050626785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598755325468165135&amp;postID=8754159077050626785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598755325468165135/posts/default/8754159077050626785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598755325468165135/posts/default/8754159077050626785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycher.blogspot.com/2007/12/uncle-billy-rocks.html' title='uncle billy rocks'/><author><name>RACHEL CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18318764998621573771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598755325468165135.post-2677591255315255519</id><published>2007-12-20T08:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T08:33:31.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j0ZlSimuM8E/R2qXdK-KsWI/AAAAAAAAABM/vOol-5LTkrk/s1600-h/7240503_gal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146092051641315682" style="FLOAT: left; 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