<?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-34658376</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:46:22.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:me&amp;you</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>rachel&amp;amp;hanis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17469439852170856316</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>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34658376.post-116758040126316065</id><published>2006-12-31T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T23:53:21.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my 2006</title><content type='html'>it's hard to believe that another year has come&amp;is almost gone. i started this year with anticipation, with more than a hint of fear as well might i add. it was to be my turn to slog for the awful 'O' Levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, the year was not just about studying hard for the 'O' Level exams. despite the promised i made to myself to basically abstain from anything seemingly fun, i obviously had a blast this year admist the studying. let's look back shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/3822/200/361765/lia%20dee%20nis%20nad%20rach%20mas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/3822/200/814090/dominoes%20-%20super.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/3822/200/850263/room%20grp%20shot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/3822/200/414534/class%20board.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/3822/200/492132/4C%20at%20staircase.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/3822/200/477225/besties.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/3822/200/833960/what%20did%20you%20do.jpg" border="0" /&gt;fruitful year? most definitely. education-wise, i lived up to my expectations. mid-years&amp;prelims went well, &amp;amp;i am damn happy to say that i am going to St. Andrew's Junior College. cheers! i studied hard to prove things to myself&amp;also to redeem myself for the PSLE. however, the results of the actual O's are still not out yet, so i'll be crossing my fingers in 2007! under education, i must also mention that Punggol Sec has some of the most kickass [read: cool] teachers ever! i'm fortunate enough to have great teachers to guide me through this year, going beyond the call of duty for all of us. i owe these teachers something i can never repay. thank you(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;as for friends, i've found my two true friends- dinah&amp;amp;mas. it's quite hard for me to put in words the thought process that has been going through my mind for the whole year, so i'm not going to. but i may be renewing some old friendships, you never know. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway, not forgetting my wonderful classmates&amp;canteen table buddies- school would never be the same without you. to my classmates- you guys are the best. from fishtanks to x-boxes, this class never bores me for a minute. always so sporting&amp;amp;enthusiastic, &amp;always pull through at the last minute. (: to my other buddies, you are all so mad. but that's really great, cos mad people are the most fun kind of people to be around.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;amp;finally to Hanis. (: you always make me smile. we're into our 3rd year together, yet i'm never bored. i still look forward to talking to you&amp;meeting you, cos i know no matter what kind of difficulties we face, we'll emerge it together. &amp;amp;not to mention, you're as insane as i am, which makes it all the more fun. i love you Hanis (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so 2007, who in the world will know what's in store? let's cross our fingers&amp;amp;hope for a great year ahead people!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34658376-116758040126316065?l=rachelhanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/feeds/116758040126316065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34658376&amp;postID=116758040126316065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116758040126316065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116758040126316065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-2006.html' title='my 2006'/><author><name>rachel&amp;amp;hanis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17469439852170856316</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-34658376.post-116712267637228715</id><published>2006-12-26T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T16:44:36.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been quite bored or busy the past few days, thus the lack of updates. had a trip to Bangkok, where i shopped like nobody's business ok. the things there are pretty&amp;affordable, i absolutely love shopping there. but the traffic? don't even get me started. the air there smells &lt;em&gt;funky&lt;/em&gt;, and not in a good way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, now for the Christmas updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christmas Eve-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went down to my aunt's house for dinner. had a great time playing our own edited version of taboo with my cousins&amp;family. played with my cousin's three kiddies who are superbly adorable&amp;amp;totally fascinated by the "miracle" of glowsticks. went home at quarter to midnight&amp;opened all the presents. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christmas Day-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy&amp;Ian got sick for some reason. didn't have the usual visits to my uncle's&amp;amp;grandparents' place cos lots of them were not in Singapore. so went out for lunch with my grandparents, which was quite dull due to the fact that both dad&amp;Ian couldn't eat without having the urge to puke. gross. spent the rest of the day sleeping&amp;amp;finishing up the book that i was reading, while looking after Ian&amp;dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boxing Day-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Uncle Edmund's place, which is always a joy. everyone there is always so huggy-huggy, kissy-kissy, in the usual Eurasian way. (: ate the famously delicious roast beef, played with the two dogs, &amp;the newest addition to the family- baby Zachary.&lt;br /&gt;he is super damn cute ok. natural brown hair, big baby eyes, &amp;amp;only four teeth which he readily shows off cos he smiles all the time. he's at the stage where he keeps throwing stuff&amp;climbing around. he almost touched the blades of the fan ok, damn nearly gave me a heart attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;so that's basically it. it's only the second day of christmas, another 10 more to go.&lt;br /&gt;where're all my presents? (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34658376-116712267637228715?l=rachelhanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/feeds/116712267637228715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34658376&amp;postID=116712267637228715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116712267637228715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116712267637228715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>rachel&amp;amp;hanis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17469439852170856316</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-34658376.post-116601758878704126</id><published>2006-12-13T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T21:53:08.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CAT MAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/3822/1600/279525/DSC00072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="196" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/3822/320/111901/DSC00072.jpg" width="246" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/3822/1600/979556/DSC00076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="180" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/3822/320/808426/DSC00076.jpg" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/3822/1600/298849/DSC00075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/3822/320/68032/DSC00075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/3822/1600/57595/DSC00070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="222" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/3822/320/870969/DSC00070.jpg" width="279" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey ho, this is my cat snowy.&lt;strong&gt;ISNT HE CUTE??!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he behaves the way we humans do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Rachel wants to tell everyone that "STUCKED" is not a word. thank you very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34658376-116601758878704126?l=rachelhanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/feeds/116601758878704126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34658376&amp;postID=116601758878704126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116601758878704126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116601758878704126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/2006/12/cat-man.html' title='CAT MAN'/><author><name>rachel&amp;amp;hanis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17469439852170856316</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-34658376.post-116521428701744174</id><published>2006-12-04T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T14:38:07.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BORED</title><content type='html'>seriously, i am about to go absolutely insane with boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week i went out with Hanis on monday, followed my mum for an eye operation, &amp;that's basically about it. on saturday, went down to concourse to look for a christmas tree, but none really fit the bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad recommended a book to me yesterday, &amp;i finished reading it by this morning before lunch. damn i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to going out with the girls tomorrow. &amp;with Hanis next week. but besides that, i'm hopelessly bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, managed to amuse myself with some person's horrendous spelling. (winks to Mas. go check up on the usual suspect.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give me something to do someone, please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34658376-116521428701744174?l=rachelhanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/feeds/116521428701744174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34658376&amp;postID=116521428701744174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116521428701744174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116521428701744174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/2006/12/bored.html' title='BORED'/><author><name>rachel&amp;amp;hanis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17469439852170856316</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-34658376.post-116495466065556465</id><published>2006-12-01T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T14:33:28.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>World Aids Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/3822/1600/416395/aids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/3822/200/372114/aids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;today is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;World Aids Day&lt;/span&gt;, so it's time to raise awareness.&lt;br /&gt;here are some frightening statistics about AIDS&amp;HIV in the world today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;AIDS is the &lt;strong&gt;leading cause of death&lt;/strong&gt; in the world now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to date, &lt;strong&gt;40million&lt;/strong&gt; people are suffering from AIDS, or are HIV+. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;out of this large number,&lt;em&gt; a quarter of them are between the ages of 15-24. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;in south east asia, that's where we are, &lt;em&gt;990thousand people&lt;/em&gt; have been diagnosed with this disease in 2005.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;out of the 3.1 million people that have died from AIDS, &lt;strong&gt;half are children.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;62%&lt;/strong&gt; of the people who are HIV+ or have AIDS are women&amp;amp;girls.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;how do people contract this disease?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Unprotected sex with an infected person.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Sharing needles/syringes when injecting drugs or tattooing or piercing needles with an infected person.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Pregnancy, childbirth or breast feeding when the mother is HIV positive.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;you &lt;strong&gt;cannot&lt;/strong&gt; get HIV from an infected person by kissing, hugging, touching, sharing utensils, sneezing, coughing, or playing sports that person, because HIV is not passed by sweat, tears, or saliva.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;for more information, go to &lt;a href="http://www.staying-alive.org"&gt;http://www.staying-alive.org&lt;/a&gt; . knowledge is the key weapon in stopping the spread of HIV and AIDS. get informed - whether you are infected or not.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;don't discriminate,&lt;br /&gt;educate.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34658376-116495466065556465?l=rachelhanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/feeds/116495466065556465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34658376&amp;postID=116495466065556465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116495466065556465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116495466065556465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/2006/12/world-aids-day_01.html' title='World Aids Day'/><author><name>rachel&amp;amp;hanis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17469439852170856316</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-34658376.post-116486421213547237</id><published>2006-11-30T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T13:23:32.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>REVAMP</title><content type='html'>ok not really much of a revamp. just changed blogskin. the font in the tagboard is big, for the benefit of people with bad eyesight. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, i'm so considerate ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so bored at home, somebody please give me something to do!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, this skin is for Hanis' benefit, not mine. he's the one with a passion for music, i'm not &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; into it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34658376-116486421213547237?l=rachelhanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/feeds/116486421213547237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34658376&amp;postID=116486421213547237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116486421213547237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116486421213547237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/2006/11/revamp.html' title='REVAMP'/><author><name>rachel&amp;amp;hanis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17469439852170856316</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-34658376.post-116463715494326054</id><published>2006-11-27T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T22:19:15.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>outing, finally!</title><content type='html'>i am ECSTATIC people!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, after all the laborous hours of studying&amp;panicking over questions that i didn't know how to answer (which were, thankfully, not too many), i get to go out with Hanis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;this time, i was &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; in my school uniform&amp;we did &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; go to cp to eat. welcomed change, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to VivoCity for the first time (i am &lt;strong&gt;way&lt;/strong&gt; back-dated, i know). there were a lot of people, cos according to Hanis, it is supposedly the new orchard road. but whatever, when we went in, we were both freezing cold due to prolonged exposure to air-cons. so we went to the highest level (3rd, if you were wondering. not that high, really) &amp;amp;took in the beautiful sight. the water there is turquoise, it's really gorgeous. feel like carrying the water from there&amp;putting it in a swimming pool, so tempting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we walked around&amp;amp;all that normal things, but it felt great to have him as company. it's fun cos we're both equally mad. oh, the most dominant part of today's outing was food.&lt;br /&gt;first we ate chicken rice&amp;drank bundung.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to Haagen-Dazs for desert, which was a super-duper sweet Cookie Crunch. &amp;amp;sour water(cos they put lemon in it).&lt;br /&gt;finally, i had Singapore Chicken Curry&amp;rice, while he had Chicken Mayo Sandwich&amp;amp;whipped potato, with coke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of food right? that's all we spent on- food.&lt;br /&gt;money well spent ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;here for your viewing pleasure, photos featuring me, Hanis, &amp;amp;a couple of trees.&lt;br /&gt;turns out, my boyfriend is just as vain as i am, if not more. he enjoys taking photos as much as i do, amongst &lt;em&gt;other&lt;/em&gt; things, such as vanity items. shall not elaborate. judging from the tagboard, it's quite obvious already. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheerios people!&lt;br /&gt;enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/3822/1600/917285/hot%20intensity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/3822/200/470707/hot%20intensity.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/3822/1600/381785/photo%20friendly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/3822/200/190887/photo%20friendly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/3822/1600/159343/dramatic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/3822/200/851183/dramatic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i forgot about this when i was typing just now. this is the polished glass of Cookie Crunch. &amp;Hanis' used tissue. &amp;amp;part of his arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/3822/1600/861139/ice%20cream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/3822/200/38622/ice%20cream.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34658376-116463715494326054?l=rachelhanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/feeds/116463715494326054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34658376&amp;postID=116463715494326054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116463715494326054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116463715494326054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/2006/11/outing-finally.html' title='outing, finally!'/><author><name>rachel&amp;amp;hanis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17469439852170856316</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-34658376.post-116437478916422003</id><published>2006-11-24T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T21:26:29.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cake.</title><content type='html'>hellooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i sound mad, as always. but whatever, i am happy cos today i baked a cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now don't go rolling your eyes&amp;what not. it is not the simplest thing in the world to bake a cake. well, actually, it's simple. but tiring ok! you try standing up for so many hours just to mix this&amp;amp;that together.&lt;br /&gt;reward is that my brother says its nice, which means the cake will be polished off by him sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what shall i cook next?&lt;br /&gt;pastry sounds nice. or roast beef with all those funky herbs like rosemary&amp;such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, so looking forward to more cooking escapades now that the o's are (finally) over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34658376-116437478916422003?l=rachelhanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/feeds/116437478916422003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34658376&amp;postID=116437478916422003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116437478916422003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116437478916422003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/2006/11/cake.html' title='cake.'/><author><name>rachel&amp;amp;hanis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17469439852170856316</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-34658376.post-116417959936856052</id><published>2006-11-22T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T15:15:07.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class of 2006- Graduation Day</title><content type='html'>ooooh!!&lt;br /&gt;i am &lt;strong&gt;back &lt;/strong&gt;people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that i am so overdue for this celebration but whatever, it's still great! all the hard work has really paid off. i can't say that i'll definitely do well, but i am confident that i have given this my best shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, on to a more important thing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GRADUATION DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were late thanks to &lt;em&gt;certain&lt;/em&gt; people meeting up with us late&amp;giving us the wrong directions, &amp;amp;of cos, general confusion all around. but we did reach there eventually, albeit half an hour late, i think. but the stupid course went on&amp;on, which was a total waste of time. after that, we occupied the time with eating&amp;amp;taking huge loads of photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the event planning wasn't that great, but the company sure was. it just confirms the fact that i will miss this school, especially my classmates&amp;friends, loads. let's let some pictures speak for themselves alright? for more, go to mastura's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/3822/1600/DSC06530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/3822/200/DSC06530.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my besties- dee, mas, &amp;amp;myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/3822/1600/DSC06539.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/3822/200/DSC06539.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie's Angels?&lt;br /&gt;me, cherine, mas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/3822/1600/DSC06540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/3822/200/DSC06540.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class 4C of 2006&lt;br /&gt;all dolled up&amp;looking great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/3822/1600/DSC06558.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/3822/200/DSC06558.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my crazy bunch of friends-&lt;br /&gt;siewy, egg woman, juwanda, &amp;amp;me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/3822/1600/DSC06569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/3822/200/DSC06569.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hippo wong wei qian&amp;myself&lt;br /&gt;(ANTM finals mas? HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/3822/1600/S5000424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/3822/200/S5000424.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty girls all in a row-&lt;br /&gt;myself, dee, munirah, mas, shahida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i said, go to mastura's blog for more photos. (: whee! i will really miss this whole crazy bunch of people. must meet up often ok? &amp;amp;check the 4C blog for updates on each other too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, when we were queueing up for the shuttle bus out of Orchid Country Club, there were outright displays of the typical ugly Singaporean behaviour. we take "kiasu-ism" to a totally different level, like it's an art form or something. but whatever, shall not let them put a damper on my happy mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mention that my feet ached like nobody's business? seriously, heels are not meant for long hours of standing&amp;walking around&amp;amp;posing for photographs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, prom was a blast. whee!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34658376-116417959936856052?l=rachelhanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/feeds/116417959936856052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34658376&amp;postID=116417959936856052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116417959936856052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116417959936856052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/2006/11/class-of-2006-graduation-day.html' title='Class of 2006- Graduation Day'/><author><name>rachel&amp;amp;hanis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17469439852170856316</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-34658376.post-116385742054918808</id><published>2006-11-18T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T21:58:19.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VivoCity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/3822/1600/DSC00004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="211" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/3822/400/DSC00004.jpg" width="231" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to buy a new phone[z610i] and also got to take a photo with Glenn Ong. We were walking around Vivocity when we saw him- we being my family and myself. He is a very nice guy, friendly and simple. No wonder he married Jamie Yeo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VivoCIty is huge but beautiful. The best part is walking on the third floor and looking out at the scenery, gazing at the ships and breathing in the cool air. I think that is the best place in the whole building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, if anybody wants to have a great choice of food, Vivo City is the place to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all folks. See ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34658376-116385742054918808?l=rachelhanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/feeds/116385742054918808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34658376&amp;postID=116385742054918808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116385742054918808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116385742054918808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/2006/11/vivocity.html' title='VivoCity'/><author><name>rachel&amp;amp;hanis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17469439852170856316</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-34658376.post-116289255662818416</id><published>2006-11-07T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T17:52:43.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's me&amp;you [07 11 03]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Anniversary Hanis!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3years&amp;still counting (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is for you-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You'll Be Safe Here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rivermaya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody knows just why we’re here&lt;br /&gt;Could it be fate or random circumstance&lt;br /&gt;At the right place, at the right time&lt;br /&gt;Two roads intertwine&lt;br /&gt;And if the universe conspired to meld our lives&lt;br /&gt;To make us fuel and fire&lt;br /&gt;Then know&lt;br /&gt;Where ever you will be, so too shall I be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes, dry your tears&lt;br /&gt;Cos when nothing seems clear&lt;br /&gt;You'll be safe here&lt;br /&gt;From the sheer weight of your doubts and fears&lt;br /&gt;Weary heart&lt;br /&gt;You'll be safe here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember how we laughed until we cried&lt;br /&gt;At the most stupid things&lt;br /&gt;Like we were so high&lt;br /&gt;But love was all that we were on&lt;br /&gt;We belong&lt;br /&gt;And though the world would never understand this unlikely union&lt;br /&gt;And why it still stands&lt;br /&gt;Someday we will be set free- pray and believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;When the light disappears and when this world's insincere&lt;br /&gt;You'll be safe here&lt;br /&gt;When nobody hears you scream&lt;br /&gt;I'll scream with you&lt;br /&gt;You'll be safe here&lt;br /&gt;Save your eyes from your tears&lt;br /&gt;When everything's unclear&lt;br /&gt;You'll be safe here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the sheer weight of your doubts and fears&lt;br /&gt;Wounded heart&lt;br /&gt;When the light disappears and when this world's insincere&lt;br /&gt;You'll be safe here&lt;br /&gt;When nobody hears you scream&lt;br /&gt;I'll scream with you&lt;br /&gt;You'll be safe here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my arms through the long cold night&lt;br /&gt;Sleep tight&lt;br /&gt;You'll be safe here&lt;br /&gt;When no one understands&lt;br /&gt;I'll believe&lt;br /&gt;You'll be safe, you'll be safe, you'll be safe here&lt;br /&gt;Put your heart in my hands&lt;br /&gt;You'll be safe here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/3822/200/edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you baby- always have&amp;amp;always will.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thank you for everything baby. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34658376-116289255662818416?l=rachelhanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/feeds/116289255662818416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34658376&amp;postID=116289255662818416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116289255662818416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116289255662818416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-meyou-07-11-03.html' title='it&apos;s me&amp;you [07 11 03]'/><author><name>rachel&amp;amp;hanis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17469439852170856316</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-34658376.post-116195861639496355</id><published>2006-10-27T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T22:16:56.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class Gathering</title><content type='html'>this confirms it-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4C ROCKS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to qud's house for a sort of gathering thing. damn fun! started of with a few people, but ended up with 15 of us. it was super fun ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;watching "Take The Lead"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;playing "kreta racing" (which i won, by the way)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;eating pizza (sadly, there was no chicken for koksiong)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;playing &lt;s&gt;block&lt;/s&gt; carpark catching (winks to people who were there)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;playing cluedo (i advise everyone to play with asyraf, cos he's &lt;em&gt;super&lt;/em&gt; lousy at this game)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;i heard that after i left, the guys were &lt;strong&gt;singing&lt;/strong&gt; to the "High School Musical" sing-along version. that must have been a great laugh. hidden talents qud? no no, more like hidden horrors.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i could go on about this forever, but i won't. want more info, can go to our 4C blog. it will be linked here very soon. it's very nice ok. thanks to our miss ang siew hong for setting up the blog. good way to stay in touch with each other.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so i left early to meet, who else, HANIS! had to buy plaster due to the stupid blisters that i got from running around in those infernal slippers. &amp;for the first time in a long time, iwas finally allowed to eat in public, without having to show people my name tag &lt;em&gt;(stares at mas). &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;baby, i love you. remember the things we shared today. (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;never forget our dreams, alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;replies to tags:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHERINE- how the hell does 'rocks' become 'sexz'?! ok, i cannot fathom the minds of the creators of this "mystic language".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sh- ok that photo looks strange. &amp;amp;do something about the 4C blog's main photo!! &amp;btw, i do not look like the monkey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mastura- like stop putting yr whole name can? &amp;amp;i know you'll miss me lah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zEro- i though physics was scarier. there were so many nice colours for chemistry practical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqian- miss hippo, i am not your ahma. &amp;i'll link the site soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elaine- so will i!! but we still can meet&amp;amp;all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qudsia- it was going to be even longer ok. i had to restrain myself. thanks for the rocking party btw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peiwen- ok, you take care too yeah? good luck for the n level results! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34658376-116195861639496355?l=rachelhanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/feeds/116195861639496355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34658376&amp;postID=116195861639496355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116195861639496355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116195861639496355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/2006/10/class-gathering.html' title='Class Gathering'/><author><name>rachel&amp;amp;hanis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17469439852170856316</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-34658376.post-116175916961732155</id><published>2006-10-25T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T21:10:21.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class 4C of 2006</title><content type='html'>TODAY'S THE LAST DAY OF SCHOOL CAN?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine, not really the last day, but nobody's going to school tomorrow, &amp;almost everyone was in school today. so today's sort of like the last day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics was absolutely fun! everyone was changing into our class t-shirts&amp;amp;all, deciding on where to take our class photo, being the total nuts that we are. even mr. lee was joining in the laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/3822/1600/mr%20lee-%20xylophone%20rocker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/3822/200/mr%20lee-%20xylophone%20rocker.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;then we went to take our &lt;strong&gt;Class Photo!!&lt;/strong&gt; i bet you no other class will take photo with their form teacher's&lt;em&gt; motorbike&lt;/em&gt;. yes, the centre of attention was mr. lee on his motorbike! world's most kickass teacher, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after class photos, we took a quick snap of the power rangers, consisting of- me &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(red ranger),&lt;/span&gt; mas &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(pink ranger)&lt;/span&gt;, siew hong &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(white ranger),&lt;/span&gt; tiffany &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(blue ranger),&lt;/span&gt; elaine &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(green ranger),&lt;/span&gt; &amp;qudsia &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(yellow ranger&lt;/span&gt;). together, we fight our nemesis- The Soup Spoon. right, if you think we're slightly out of our minds, that's cos we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after photo-taking, most of us went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now for the important part of today's entry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;40 Reasons Why I'll Miss 4C&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;doing the ciara (spastic) dance with mas&amp;amp;tiffy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hearing siew hong saying random things.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;watching people in my class sleeping. (favourite one is weiqian, the thirsty hippo, cos she can sleep while doing corrections.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mr. lee telling us all sorts of wierd&amp;funny stuff that are totally not related to physics.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mengyee scolding all of us for no good reason.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;raefaath&amp;amp;mengyee arguing with each other all the time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lying on liling when i'm tired, cos she's like a pillow.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;disturbing eleen by pronouncing her name in a totally odd way.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;seeing mastura get stared at by the freaky bus stop pervert.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;taking the train to school everyday&amp;patting xinyi's head when i see her.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;watching mr. low saying funny things during morning assembly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mr. low's antics in class, which help us to remember all the stuff he teaches.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the boys in the front row in the chemistry lab mixing all the chemicals that they are not supposed to mix.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;talking to weiting about BEM&amp;amp;company. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;talking to weiting about our nerd club. (nerdtura, rachel de silvernerd, tannerd weiting)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;passing stupid comments about people doing stupid things.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;queueing up&lt;/s&gt; cutting queue at the stalls in anticipation of the food.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mdm zhanglian constantly telling us lame jokes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mdm zhanglian shouting "Hui Miinnnn!!" (which is my chinese name)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;koksiong's, zehan's, &amp;raefaath's gay acts.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;jonathan's funny stories. (women in &lt;em&gt;pregnant suits &lt;/em&gt;shooting out of the bus windows)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cherine pua being super cute in POA class. (mainly cos she's so small-built&amp;amp;always smiles)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;thinking of stupid stories with mas about people we don't like, &amp;laughing at our own stories cos nobody else will find it funny.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4C's fishtank last year, which was like the classroom's main attraction.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;raefaath doing absolutely disgusting things, like drinking fishtank water&amp;amp;licking the inside of asiq's soccer boots.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;koktong eating bread while walking past the bus stop in the morning.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;qudsia laughing like mad about practically every single thing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;creeping mas out by staring at her. it works for siew hong too actually.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;disturbing wong weiqian &amp;writing poems about her just to frustrate her.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mr. han's sarcastic remarks about our class&amp;amp;laughing at us when some people don't get it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;miss callie goh scolding raefaath&amp;asyraf for not completing their work.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;rolling around the computer lab during F&amp;amp;N lessons to talk to liling&amp;yishan&amp;amp;geokchoo.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mengyee's nagging, &amp;whacking people with her bony fingers when they say something bad about her.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;calling asraf a buttless freak.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the group of us talking&amp;amp;laughing together to no end during maths lessons.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the way 4C always seems to stick together when it comes down to the wire.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;all the spontaneous things that happen during our lessons.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mdm see saying things like "are you tired of living?" &amp; "golly gee!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mr. choo wearing purple&amp;amp;smelling really really, erm, unpleasant.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;each&amp;every one's unique oddity that makes 4C such a rocking, kickass class.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;i keep wanting to add even more things to this list, cos there's just so much of 4C that i'll miss. argh!! let's all go back to school next year ok?? (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh crap i so do not want to graduate yet. Secondary 4C is really such a great class. without one person, even the ones we don't like, the class will not be the way it is now. &amp;amp;of cos, without mr. lee, we definitely won't be such a freaking kickass class. i can seriously say that mr lee is the best teacher ever, cos he doesn't just teach, he tells us things that he doesn't have to, but still does cos he really gives a shit about our class. i remember he told us once that we can all go to jc, which shows that he doesn't look down on us, like other people do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm going to miss this class so much. but whatever, we will stay in contact as far as possible. that's why we've got msn&amp;handphones&amp;amp;blogs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i never expected to, but when i leave this school, i leave it with a smile. today's entry is all about my class, the best class in existence-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Class 4C of 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34658376-116175916961732155?l=rachelhanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/feeds/116175916961732155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34658376&amp;postID=116175916961732155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116175916961732155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116175916961732155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/2006/10/class-4c-of-2006.html' title='Class 4C of 2006'/><author><name>rachel&amp;amp;hanis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17469439852170856316</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-34658376.post-116161246625551922</id><published>2006-10-23T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T22:07:46.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pink madness</title><content type='html'>Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok not applicable for me but its on behalf of my boyfriend who is currently at his grandfather's house, gorging on food. (:&lt;br /&gt;i must get a photo of him in traditional clothes. omg i wonder how he looks in it. i remember him wearing it like 3 years ago, when i was in secondary one, but it's been quite awhile since that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was super fun ok! social studies lesson was spent being very social indeed. (please bear with me, i'm feeling lame today) cherine wee, wong weiqian, qudsia juwanda, nur mastura ayu, &amp;yours truly were so not doing any work. we were more of keeping updated with current affairs, so to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then while skipping POA, miss farah told us that english lesson was cancelled, so cherine wee soo ling, tan weiting, &amp;i went to heartland mall to walk around. i have been scouting for shoes&amp;amp;concealer for goodness knows how long. shall buy concealer tomorrow if i'm not too lazy to walk down. so i probably won't get my concealer cos i'm just too lazy to walk all the way down&amp;back for a stupid stick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok stop digressing rachel de silva! (as cherine wee so loves to call me, cos she has a fixation with my surname) right. so while we were there, we were laughing like nobody's business, &amp;i mean that in the literal sense. when we stopped talking in the bus, the whole bus went quiet. imagine that.&lt;br /&gt;then at heartland mall, we were like laughing at every single piece of clothing. ok maybe not every piece, almost every piece. from disfigured hello kitty toys to a pair of indescribable shoes. seriously, it looks so stupid, i can't believe anyone in their right mind would ever buy them. we were laughing like mad at their oh-so-pink apparel when this stupid saleswoman was like, "are you looking for anything??" even then we were still trying damn hard not to continue laughing. if you ever go to heartland mall, go to that shop on the second floor. you can't miss all that pink, you just can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye people, the tv is calling for me, telling me to watch ANTM now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34658376-116161246625551922?l=rachelhanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/feeds/116161246625551922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34658376&amp;postID=116161246625551922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116161246625551922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116161246625551922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/2006/10/pink-madness.html' title='pink madness'/><author><name>rachel&amp;amp;hanis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17469439852170856316</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-34658376.post-116135267389956952</id><published>2006-10-20T21:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T22:06:01.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Science Practical&amp;The Kamis'</title><content type='html'>hey you people reading my blog for some reason!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first o level exam completed!! had my science practical exam (physics-chemistry) on thursday. which was yesterday, as i just realised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for physics, the pendulum question came out. i hated having to adjust the damn string to the exact length, its so troublesome. &amp;the last number that i plotted onto my graph stuck out of the line, which had passed through the first five points already. so i just tampered, so to speak, with the last number. whatever. &amp;amp;counter-checking with mr. lee's answer, mine wasn't too far off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chemistry was super fun. the colour of the solution (blue) totally gave it away. but the colours of the different solutions and precipitates were all really pretty. except for that black one, it was kinda ugly. &amp;we didn't need to test for gases! major happiness factor. well, i got the answer as copper chloride. what did the rest of you guys get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yesterday's quarantine thing? quite interesting. some wierd private candidates to observe- like the one who looks like she didn't comb her hair, &amp;amp;another whose gender we couldn't decide on. ¬ to mention pirates of the carribean. totally fun to watch. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was quite irritated about something that occured on that day. but no matter, i believe in karma- what goes around comes around. (: oh&amp;i just realised alicia key's lyrics "what goes up must come down" is not exactly karma, it's Newton's Law. but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was fun. ok the english seminar was, to say the least, a bore. it was like a never-ending drone, seriously. but there were some useful things that i picked up too, so that's a plus. probably the only plus point. then went to &lt;em&gt;study &lt;/em&gt;with mas&amp;amp;the inappreciative hobbit(tiffany). met Hanis after that, &amp;ate my chicken rendang- major satisfaction ok?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh&amp;amp;Hanis let me hear a song that he wrote, &amp;he composed the melody for it too. please let me say that the four brothers in his family are &lt;em&gt;way talented&lt;/em&gt;. its extremely cool ok, wish i could sound that good. Hanis&amp;amp;his three brothers have this band, still nameless (i proposed the name "The Kamis'", to which Hanis replied that i was mad), &amp;i think their music is like &lt;strong&gt;wow&lt;/strong&gt;! when they're satisfied with their sound for at least one of the songs, i shall find a way to post it here. im a computer-dumbass, so that'll take like eons to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy deepavali to all&amp;amp;to all a great weekend.&lt;br /&gt;_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;oh i wish i was a punkrocker with flowers in my hair&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in 77&amp;amp;69 revolution was in the air&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i was born too late to a world that doesn't care&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh i wish i was a punkrocker with flowers in my hair.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34658376-116135267389956952?l=rachelhanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/feeds/116135267389956952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34658376&amp;postID=116135267389956952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116135267389956952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116135267389956952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/2006/10/science-practicalthe-kamis.html' title='Science Practical&amp;The Kamis&apos;'/><author><name>rachel&amp;amp;hanis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17469439852170856316</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-34658376.post-116115428601257540</id><published>2006-10-18T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T14:51:26.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>choices.</title><content type='html'>hey people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm back early today due to the skipping of POA lesson. it's such a boring lesson where i can't even concentrate though it is deathly quiet. whenever my class goes to the reading room for lessons, you just know we're going to start playing "kreta racing". super fun&amp;an absolute waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well while i was in the bus on the way home today, i was thinking about the way we react to unfortunate situations&amp;the effects it has on our own lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess one very relevant example that could be used now would be the upcoming o's. after the release of our prelim results, some of us did pretty well, while the results of others left much to be desired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if one should obtain less than sastisfactory grades, there are two ways that they can react.&lt;br /&gt;first, they can sit there&amp;cry&amp;amp;moan about their results, wallowing in self-pity, &amp;do next to nothing other than that. so they basically just give up.&lt;br /&gt;if they want to do that, that's really their choice, but it wouldn't be something i would do. wouldn't it be better if we try&amp;amp;locate the weak spots, then look to how these areas can be improved. finally, we will have to pump in a whole load of hard work in order to keep studying&amp;carry on pushing. turn the negatives into positives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for those who did well, the journey doesn't end there. still more hard&amp;persistent work is required to keep the grades at the level you want them to be. if we start to get complacent&amp;amp;believe that we've already made it, needless to say they are seriously decepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's my two cents worth, &amp;it has relieved my boredom for the time that it took to write it- which was like a whole 15minutes. such a long time right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say it with me now-&lt;br /&gt;waahhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34658376-116115428601257540?l=rachelhanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/feeds/116115428601257540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34658376&amp;postID=116115428601257540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116115428601257540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116115428601257540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/2006/10/choices.html' title='choices.'/><author><name>rachel&amp;amp;hanis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17469439852170856316</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-34658376.post-116097428821272967</id><published>2006-10-16T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T13:29:36.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look Alikes?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="MyHeritage - free genealogy software" href="http://www.myheritage.com" target="_blank" alt="MyHeritage - free genealogy software"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 211px; HEIGHT: 262px" height="574" src="http://69.93.254.120/G/storage/site1/files/61/96/43/619643_7494986b55f2549qrkly10.jpg" width="500" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="MyHeritage - find your celebrity doppelganger" href="http://www.myheritage.com" target="_blank" alt="MyHeritage - find your celebrity doppelganger"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 212px; HEIGHT: 211px" height="297" src="http://69.93.254.120/G/storage/site1/files/61/97/05/619705_4583435575f254q7gxaj10.jpg" width="499" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how incredibly strange that people would devote time&amp;energy into making such a programme. but thankfully there are such people, so that bored people like me can go&amp;amp;use these programmes to pass the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, it has seemingly failed in the department of sapping away my damned stomach cramps. oh yah, i didn't mention that. the reason that i am at home now is because the cramps decided to attack me during the stupid maths "exam".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i got no mood to blog. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;somebody save me from this excruciating pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34658376-116097428821272967?l=rachelhanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/feeds/116097428821272967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34658376&amp;postID=116097428821272967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116097428821272967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116097428821272967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/2006/10/look-alikes.html' title='Look Alikes?!'/><author><name>rachel&amp;amp;hanis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17469439852170856316</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-34658376.post-116064744283488954</id><published>2006-10-12T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T18:24:50.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let's get things straight</title><content type='html'>i've got to set things straight before things get misconstrued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;i am not angry that i had to go&amp;hug xuehui.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;i understand that it is a game&amp;amp;i am up for it as long as it doesn't go overboard. &amp;i willingly went to hug xuehui, so i'm definitely not angry about that. i stayed there cos i wanted to concentrate&amp;amp;finish up some work. then i decided to talk to liling&amp;all of them cos they are my friends too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i also heard that one of the dares was something to do with kelvin, which i didn't want to make my best friend go through cos i know it would be embarrassing for her, so i stayed there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;i am not angry that you guys didn't go for english.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;i decided to go for english cos when i was sitting with them, i realised that many people from our class were not going to go for english. &amp;amp;already miss farah was passing comments about us not improving cos we didn't go for her english classes unlike 4E. i don't like people to say those things about my class, so i went to increase the number of 4C students, &amp;hoped that maybe some others would come too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;you all don't have to come, i don't mind. &amp;amp;i am not angry nor upset about that as this was a decision that i made on my own.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;i am hurt&amp;pissed that you guys suddenly decided not to go to school tomorrow.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;when i went back to my seat after science lesson was over, i was told that you all decided to skip school. i was quite shocked&amp;amp;hurt, &amp;also pissed off. cos i know that at least one of you knows i can't skip school, &amp;amp;when you all skip, i will be alone as my whole group of friends are gone. but it is your decision to make, not mine, &amp;i do not control your life. but i hope you can understand what it feels like, cos to me it felt like my group of friends all "pang sei" me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;well, what's done is done, &amp;amp;what will come, will come. you are all my friends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;to Hanis, thank you for always being there for me. everytime i feel like i need to talk to someone, i will always send out a message to you cos you are my support. i can count on you to help me, be with me, &amp;amp;sometimes even set me straight. (: but bottomline is that i love him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;well, that's all for today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34658376-116064744283488954?l=rachelhanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/feeds/116064744283488954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34658376&amp;postID=116064744283488954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116064744283488954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116064744283488954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/2006/10/lets-get-things-straight.html' title='let&apos;s get things straight'/><author><name>rachel&amp;amp;hanis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17469439852170856316</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-34658376.post-116056376811558988</id><published>2006-10-11T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T18:49:28.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trust&amp;such</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things change don't they? &amp;goodness knows that they change really fast. well, what can we do? we can't make time stand still, neither can we stop the inevitable from occuring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during english lesson yesterday, we were supposed to do a composition&amp;mas&amp;amp;i chose the topic of "trust" to write on. thoughts about this kept running through my mind, &amp;of cos Hanis is only an sms away. he never fails to make me feel so much better all the time. &lt;em&gt;i love you.&lt;/em&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp;a special friend of cos. won't say who.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on to other things-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lessons, lessons, lessons.&lt;/strong&gt; gave poa lesson a miss yesterday due to severe fatigue. came home&amp;slept like nobody's business. &amp;amp;my mum is now so worried&amp;keeps telling me to rest&amp;amp;making me drink ginseng water &lt;em&gt;every day&lt;/em&gt;. block lessons are definitely useful, but the duration is way too long. but if you can't beat it, then go with the flow. &amp;of cos, we always have self-entertainment to pass the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh you know what? mas has totally gone absolutely crazy! i think her brain has fused cos she's been doing strange [stranger than usual, i mean] things these past few days. like maths calculations&amp;asking mdm see, &lt;strong&gt;"you're not 60 yet&lt;/strong&gt;?". it was so hilariously funny! i was laughing like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't really know what else to say. not exactly in a very good mood due to thinking over certain issues. as someone told me, we never want any of this to happen, especially not this year. but as Hanis said, at least i know the truth. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's sad really, but it is what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn i love him.&lt;br /&gt;love you more than pictures Hanis! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34658376-116056376811558988?l=rachelhanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/feeds/116056376811558988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34658376&amp;postID=116056376811558988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116056376811558988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116056376811558988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/2006/10/trustsuch.html' title='trust&amp;such'/><author><name>rachel&amp;amp;hanis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17469439852170856316</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-34658376.post-116031268974522598</id><published>2006-10-08T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T21:16:31.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how many ways can you spell "bored"?</title><content type='html'>basically, this whole weekend was a &lt;em&gt;humongous bore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanis was working on Saturday, which meant my chat buddy was gone.&lt;br /&gt;Hanis was out with his parents today, which meant my chat buddy was gone again.&lt;br /&gt;Hanis is understandably feeling tired&amp;sore now, which means i have a rather lethargic chat buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok but at least i can talk to him. (: &amp;amp;i managed to waste my time on Saturday by lazing around then going out to dinner with my family. [ooh, allow me to digress&amp;say that i saw a really pretty pair of heels at tanglin mall.]&lt;br /&gt;then today, i&lt;em&gt; attempted&lt;/em&gt; to complete some of my homework. found the physics homework insanely difficult, so many questions left my mind feeling quite blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i am still missing Hanis like crazy. haven't met for a long time. hopefully, fingers&amp;toes crossed, we can meet tomorrow. a short time is better than no time right?&lt;br /&gt;oh&amp;amp;&lt;strong&gt;happy belated anniversary baby!&lt;/strong&gt; 2years11months/35months &amp;amp;still going strong&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; (: love you more than pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i end off, can someone please tell me if the first-three-months-jc programme is still applicable for my year of o level students?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34658376-116031268974522598?l=rachelhanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/feeds/116031268974522598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34658376&amp;postID=116031268974522598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116031268974522598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116031268974522598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/2006/10/how-many-ways-can-you-spell-bored.html' title='how many ways can you spell &quot;bored&quot;?'/><author><name>rachel&amp;amp;hanis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17469439852170856316</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-34658376.post-116005726641981949</id><published>2006-10-05T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T22:21:39.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh prelims</title><content type='html'>so the prelim results have all been handed out, &amp;i think i did an okay job. not up to standard yet, still need to brush up here&amp;amp;there. but i refuse to believe that punggol people can score just as well as kids from &lt;em&gt;"branded"&lt;/em&gt; schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, so the results. english should have been better, &amp;poa was a downright pain in the ass. if anyone dares tell me that poa is simple, i'll tell you to go stuff it. it does not have a fanciful name like "A Maths", but trust me, it could well be on that level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess i need practice, practice&amp;amp;more practice. hah, like that'll ever happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh today's block timetable thing was quite alright. english was spent doing situational writing in a freezing room. it was so cold that the joints in my fingers began to hurt ok? then maths was an absolute bore as usual. science was quite fun as we were back in our 3C classroom, which was way too clean. we also managed to persuade lots of people to go for our "Prom Tea". that was rather fun. shows that my class isn't one filled with backstabbers&amp;sore losers, but people who are game for anything. 4C rocks my socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;poa was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, i'm not being sarcastic, it really was. madam see wasn't in school, so Mr. David Chua (self-proclaimed manly name) took over the lesson. he explains things so clearly&amp;amp;makes poa fun again. he even offered to help us. wish he'd never left the school so our poa wouldn't be in such a critical state. hope mdm see will turn up for fewer lessons, cos Mr. Chua's lessons beat her's hands down. keeping my fngers&amp;toes crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok people, time to go. my boyfriend is waiting for my sms. yah, the one who's &lt;em&gt;supposed &lt;/em&gt;to be co-owner of this blog- Muhammad Hanis Kamis.&lt;br /&gt;haven't seen him in such a long time, really miss him &lt;strong&gt;loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp;to the braggers who finally got what they truly deserve, just got to tell you this- don't count your chickens before they hatch. (: biatch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;replies to taggers:&lt;br /&gt;faisal- thanks. want a link up?&lt;br /&gt;CHERINE- ok wee soo ling i think you're totally&amp;amp;absolutely mad. what was that tag all about?? it's not bimbo, its more like a drunk surfer or something. haha!&lt;br /&gt;DIANA- your most welcome yeah? best of luck to you too! tag again if u want a link up ok?? (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34658376-116005726641981949?l=rachelhanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/feeds/116005726641981949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34658376&amp;postID=116005726641981949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116005726641981949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/116005726641981949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/2006/10/oh-prelims.html' title='oh prelims'/><author><name>rachel&amp;amp;hanis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17469439852170856316</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-34658376.post-115953492811911483</id><published>2006-09-29T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T15:57:35.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>worst class?!</title><content type='html'>hey people, i have returned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, current event in school, especially for us 4C kiddos, must be that "worst class incident". on that day, after hearing that, our class definitely hit a low. it was so awful to hear that being said about us when we know that we've really improved, &amp;were never the worst to begin with. even if we were, why demoralise us when we're studying so hard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fyi, it is not spurring us on ok, it's so highly demoralising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh&amp;amp;the prom thing is getting so irritating. what is wrong with them? there are so many things to comment about, but i shall hold back for safety purposes. it may be my blog, but there're certain things that you just can't do. it's a matter of ethics, &amp;whether you possess it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so all i got to say to the most kickass class called 4C- let's study our bums off. it's no use getting angry with them, it'll just worsen matters. actions speak louder than words, so let's live up to our full potential&amp;amp;when the results come out, we'll see who get's the last laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like its time to hit the books again. english lessons are super fun while crapping with em, &amp;chinese free periods are fully utilised by studying&amp;amp;laughing our butts off.&lt;br /&gt;_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;replies to taggers:&lt;br /&gt;ashernal- stop counting ready lah you wierdo. &amp;congrats on your grades! keep it up ok?&lt;br /&gt;qudsia- keep tagging juwanda!&lt;br /&gt;cherine&amp;amp;sh- it is a very nice phrase ok wee soo ling&amp;linDA.&lt;br /&gt;weiqian- i am not your ah ma you thirsty hippo. &amp;amp;leave your link.&lt;br /&gt;ray- i shall link you. link me up too.&lt;br /&gt;romanticareamor- your name takes up like one line can? &amp;amp;i am kuku, but not a nut.&lt;br /&gt;lurfeya- the size is nice ok! easy to type.&lt;br /&gt;mastura- you were prancing around with me too ok!! we're crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34658376-115953492811911483?l=rachelhanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/feeds/115953492811911483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34658376&amp;postID=115953492811911483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/115953492811911483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/115953492811911483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/2006/09/worst-class.html' title='worst class?!'/><author><name>rachel&amp;amp;hanis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17469439852170856316</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-34658376.post-115919165193249419</id><published>2006-09-25T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T21:40:53.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Release of Results</title><content type='html'>hey people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the "time of dawning" has arrived. the results are being released this week as we go to each class. i'm very happy that i did not open my mouth&amp;blabber away about how easy the papers were&amp;amp;all, cos first, it wasn't, &amp;second, it's not good to brag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh&amp;sometimes, when you talk too much, you end up making a fool of yourself. like when you say the papers were simple but you're results don't show it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it's really nerve-wrecking, especially my results for prelims are actually really important. so far, all seems to be going quite good. except for POA which is like so stupid cos she said to get A1, we just have to pass? what kind of theory is that? lame teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;OH COOL SHIT WOOHOO HADY IS OUR SINGAPORE IDOL LAH PEOPLE!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;STAND UP&amp;CHEER&amp;amp;SCREAM WITH MAD JOY!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the results just came out&amp;Hady Mirza, the totally more deserving one cos his voice has, to quote Hanis "range".&lt;br /&gt; so as i was saying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh what am i talking about?!&lt;/em&gt; i so cannot concentrate on anything now! please kindly excuse me while i wave my hands in the air&amp;amp;jump around the room in jubilation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34658376-115919165193249419?l=rachelhanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/feeds/115919165193249419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34658376&amp;postID=115919165193249419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/115919165193249419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/115919165193249419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/2006/09/release-of-results.html' title='Release of Results'/><author><name>rachel&amp;amp;hanis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17469439852170856316</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-34658376.post-115902064033781640</id><published>2006-09-23T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T22:10:40.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so, when exams end, the natural thing to do is of cos-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rest.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh&amp;heave a humongous sigh of relief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on friday after the last paper, went out with dee&amp;amp;mas for a late breakfast at rivervale mall. then walked around, looking at the stuff we want to buy but never seem to have enough money for.&lt;br /&gt;oh&amp;mum got me some really nice things yesterday. &lt;em&gt;ecstatically happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, finally got to go out with Hanis again. went to white sands to find the biblio of some random books on nutrition for my coursework A, &amp;amp;Hanis had like lucky fingers or something cos he always seemed to pick the kind of book i was looking for.&lt;br /&gt;then it was down to tampines mall, where there was a huge mass of people. Hanis got his vitamin C tablet things cos he wasn't feeling too well, then had lunch. it was already 3+ by then, &amp;i was starving like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;oh&amp;amp;we scouted for a present for mas, but only got half of it. i will continue the search tomorrow. see mas, i am such a nice person ok?? i didn't get you assorted eggs cos i couldn't find em, &amp;they would be rather hard to wrap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you got lucky this time mas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i guess next week will be &lt;strong&gt;the time of dawning&lt;/strong&gt;. haha, ok lame. it's the release of prelim results. damn, i totally freak whenever i think about it. omg, if i'm freaking out, i can't even imagine what a state mas will be in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's about it from me today. thoroughly enjoyed myself in the company of my equally insane partner Hanis who claims he will not cut his hair for 3years.&lt;br /&gt;replies to tags below, due to the easy-to-use but absurdly small tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/3822/200/me%20and%20b.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;i so love you. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;_&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;replies-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;asiq: thanks for tagging&amp;continue to tag!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;cherine: erm, i love you lorryloads?? ok extremely lame. you tkcr too yeah? &amp;amp;you know what? i keep forgetting that your tagboard is linked, ¬ on the same page. haha. i'm blur.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;asyraf: who taught you to count? if asiq is first, cherine is second, &amp;you are third! once a nut, always a nut.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;mas: i think the exam stress has affected you more than anyone else. &amp;amp;i think most people will agree with me to a large extent.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34658376-115902064033781640?l=rachelhanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/feeds/115902064033781640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34658376&amp;postID=115902064033781640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/115902064033781640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/115902064033781640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-when-exams-end-natural-thing-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>rachel&amp;amp;hanis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17469439852170856316</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-34658376.post-115881751753018151</id><published>2006-09-21T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T13:45:17.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're no saint.</title><content type='html'>right, i officially have one paper left, &amp;that's f&amp;amp;n. after that, i'll take a break for awhile before hitting the books again.&lt;br /&gt;oh&amp;the results. argh, just got to wait&amp;amp;see how it goes. shall leave the freaking out to monday, or whenever the results come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on to other issues. i have been reading lots of blogs lately, &amp;judging from the way people tag&amp;amp;blog, it's easy to see that the word "&lt;strong&gt;respect&lt;/strong&gt;" has lost its meaning&amp;significance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people have behaviour that is so foul, it smells worse than zoopoo. they talk about others, criticising them to no end, when they themselves are so much worse than the ones they despise. they stand as tall as their short, squat bodies will allow &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(heaven knows that's hard due to all the gravity acting on their heavy mass)&lt;/span&gt; &amp; bellow to the world about bitches&amp;amp;such, using words they can't even spell correctly. or making threats to people&amp;then find lame excuses when people confront them. seriously, if you can't take the heat, get out of the kitchen- cos it makes you look like the imbecile you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's like the beast calling the beauty hideous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm all for openess&amp;honesty, exercised with respect of cos, but not hypocrisy&amp;lies. so please don't go spewing nonsense when your friends, or even you, are worse than the ones that you condemn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone has their flaws- i have mine, you have yours. so don't talk like your so high&amp;mighty, cos you're not.&lt;br /&gt;_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm done here. tomorrow should be an interesting day, just got to wait&amp;see. i'm totally up for it, but kind of lazy. it's supposed to be over&amp;amp;done,&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;but people just can't get over themselves can they?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34658376-115881751753018151?l=rachelhanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/feeds/115881751753018151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34658376&amp;postID=115881751753018151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/115881751753018151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/115881751753018151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/2006/09/youre-no-saint.html' title='you&apos;re no saint.'/><author><name>rachel&amp;amp;hanis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17469439852170856316</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-34658376.post-115865410602313741</id><published>2006-09-19T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T16:30:49.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/3822/1600/IMAGE_00086.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" height="207" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/3822/400/IMAGE_00086.0.jpg" width="353" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a one time shot from me. I didn't noe it will turn out that nice!&lt;br /&gt;Today's the perfect day for me and Rachel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34658376-115865410602313741?l=rachelhanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/feeds/115865410602313741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34658376&amp;postID=115865410602313741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/115865410602313741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34658376/posts/default/115865410602313741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelhanis.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-is-one-time-shot-from-me.html' title=''/><author><name>rachel&amp;amp;hanis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17469439852170856316</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-34658376.post-115865198998317782</id><published>2006-09-19T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T15:46:29.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>starting again</title><content type='html'>hello people of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i am so back. when i say "i", i'm refering to rachel. oooh&amp;now i've got a blogging partner- Hanis. but of cos, i am overall-in-charge. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cos somehow i think he's going to be a sleeping partner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh so many things have happened, it's so interesting. i should record all this, its good material for a soap opera. i've got it all-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the vindictive&amp;the vindicted,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the storytellers&amp;amp;the sheep,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the lame arguements&amp;the pretentious talk,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the overreactions&amp;amp;the cowardice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;btw, when i talk&amp;amp;type, i use words that i understand&amp;know how to spell. i don't try to be some smart aleck like some people, cos when you do it wrongly, you look stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;flaunt it only if you got it,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;damn girl,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you don't have it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34658376-115865198998317782?l=rachelhanis.blogspot.com' 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