<?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-38913350</id><updated>2012-02-17T04:54:51.125-08:00</updated><category term='bermuda'/><category term='boo-mood'/><category term='New York'/><category term='new blog'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='list'/><category term='books'/><category term='God'/><category term='random'/><category term='song'/><category term='college'/><category term='Film'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='ahhhhhH'/><category term='funny?'/><category term='adventure'/><category term='smile'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='tags'/><category term='girls&apos; night out'/><category term='must read =P'/><category term='rachel-ness'/><category term='banana kaya pizza'/><category term='food'/><category term='emo'/><category term='Jesus'/><category term='love'/><title type='text'>A Glimpse Of Me.</title><subtitle type='html'>are you ready for a dose of me? beware! you might catch my disease =P</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>118</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-3137911376847376490</id><published>2009-04-29T22:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T23:23:29.520-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new blog'/><title type='text'>for real, for real and not for fake.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm switching over :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://raycheerache.wordpress.com"&gt;Here! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;No more fickle.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;No more scared.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;No more self-conscious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking this baby by the hand and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;RUNNING&lt;/span&gt; with it ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I'm sleepy. That explains it, no? Maybe a little? Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theme song for today:&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; Jason Mraz's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;The Remedy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out, guys! &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;See you at my new thought bubble home :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments would be nice every now and again ;) Just sayin'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-3137911376847376490?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/3137911376847376490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=3137911376847376490' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/3137911376847376490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/3137911376847376490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2009/04/for-real-for-real-and-not-for-fake.html' title='for real, for real and not for fake.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-813456718550028819</id><published>2009-04-26T21:06:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T13:40:52.547-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>this is my call, i belong to you.</title><content type='html'>It was really&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; sunny &lt;/span&gt;today! :) And warm too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I was happy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not only because of that. Remember my post about&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; Easter&lt;/span&gt;? How i was struggling with the idea of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today during worship, it suddenly hit me.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; It &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;really is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;worthy of celebration.&lt;/span&gt; Woohoo! Sorry, i'm a little slow, i know. Rumor has it that i was dropped on my head many a time as a child. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I blame gravity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, explanation time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess something we tend to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;forget&lt;/span&gt; when we think of Jesus is that He was human. We imagine him being this man in a shiny white robe that sparkles and blinds, floating around healing one sick person after another. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;*insert awe music*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But He was a human being just like us. He felt hunger, temptation, loneliness and had a need to be loved too. He was made out of flesh and blood and felt pain the same way that we do, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;physical &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; emotional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main thing that came into my head today was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Garden of Gethsemane&lt;/span&gt;. So i read it up, in all 4 gospels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matthew 26: 38&lt;/span&gt;, "He told them, '&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;My soul is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;crushed with grief to the point of death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Stay here and watch with me.'" In 26: 39, he goes on to say, "My Father! If it is possible, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;let this cup of suffering be taken away from me&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Yet, I want your will, not mine&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark 14: 36&lt;/span&gt;, "'Abba, Father,' he said, 'everything is possible for you.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; Please take this cup of suffering away from me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; Yet, I want your will, not mine&lt;/span&gt;.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Luke 22: 44&lt;/span&gt;, "He prayed more fervently, and he was &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;in such agony of spirit that his sweat fell to the ground like great drops of blood&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;John 17&lt;/span&gt; is a really good one. I'm not gonna type it all out. But read it if you will and/or want to. It's good. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Very... enlightening. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see how i see it now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This man was going to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;die&lt;/span&gt;. And he fully understood the weight of it all, the pain that he had to bear. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;He was scared. He wanted out, if it was possible.&lt;/span&gt; But more than anything, he wanted the will of his Father to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine his desperation that &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;"his sweat fell to the ground like great drops of blood"&lt;/span&gt;. Imagine this mental image.. Close up to this man's forehead, he is kneeling face down on the ground in desperation, crying out to his Father for help. So desperate that the sweat that is forming on his forehead is piling up to big droplets, heavy enough for gravity to pull it's weight down. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;That was how desperate he was!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the whole thing very &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;symbolic&lt;/span&gt;. Although it does not even come close to what Jesus had to experience, but don't we all go through this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't we all have moments when we are just kneeling face down on the ground before God, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;praying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;that he will relieve us from our pain/ fears/ worries?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, cut the preach-y short, Jesus went through with it, bore the pain in full force (I cannot even begin to imagine what that was like), and well, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;died&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT here comes the good news! :) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;He resurrected!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;It's good!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;The sun is shining again!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;People have been set free! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;He returned to his original glory!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Hearts are on fire! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;All is happy clappy! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And THAT is why we celebrate Easter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Next year, par-taaaaaaaay! :) :) :) Wanna join me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace Out! Forgive the preach-y please ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All verses taken from NLT. All &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;emphasis&lt;/span&gt; added by me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-813456718550028819?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/813456718550028819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=813456718550028819' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/813456718550028819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/813456718550028819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-is-my-song-i-belong-to-you.html' title='this is my call, i belong to you.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-7184403523069360193</id><published>2009-04-26T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T06:11:03.303-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ahhhhhH'/><title type='text'>hey, lovers!</title><content type='html'>despite advice from many people, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;5 in total&lt;/span&gt;, asking me not to do it, i started a wordpress blog :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have like &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;2 posts&lt;/span&gt; on my wordpress blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still can't figure it out and shall stick with blogger for now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only reason why i was gonna switch was because &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i can't take this boring theme!&lt;/span&gt; and all of blogger's boring themes! and&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt; i don't have the brains or the time&lt;/span&gt; to sift through a million and 3 different blog skins :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;blogger &lt;/span&gt;is so much more simple and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;makes life easier&lt;/span&gt; :) but i think that &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;wordpress&lt;/span&gt;' gazillion functions makes it &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;very attractive too&lt;/span&gt;. we'll see ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, no, i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cannot&lt;/span&gt; blog without smileys :) how else will you read my emotions? gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was told i was hard to read. i hope it's in a good way though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;But how can it possibly be good? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-7184403523069360193?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/7184403523069360193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=7184403523069360193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/7184403523069360193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/7184403523069360193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-lovers.html' title='hey, lovers!'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-8682483648123529229</id><published>2009-04-24T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T22:12:37.419-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rachel-ness'/><title type='text'>i don't know.  maybe?</title><content type='html'>This is the wordpress address : http://raycheerache.wordpress.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;not sure&lt;/span&gt; if i'm switching yeeeeT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having major writer's block. Or actually, life block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything just seems to be on a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;stand still&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;motivation and passion&lt;/span&gt; seem to have left me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it really is the&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; time for change&lt;/span&gt;. The time to just drop everything and start anew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it starts with a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;new blog&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something definitely needs to change. Or i &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WILL&lt;/span&gt; shoot myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace OUt! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be sad today but i still love y'all! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-8682483648123529229?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/8682483648123529229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=8682483648123529229' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/8682483648123529229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/8682483648123529229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dont-know-maybe.html' title='i don&apos;t know.  maybe?'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-8464391548295124677</id><published>2009-04-13T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T21:38:40.929-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ahhhhhH'/><title type='text'>idealistic idealisms.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Confidence&lt;/span&gt;, i read, is the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i think that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;maturity&lt;/span&gt; is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the song Your Head's Too Big by the Ditty Bops goes, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"Your head's so big and tall, i'm surprised your thoughts are small."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, a confident person will not be ashamed of who he/ she is. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;But will they ever know how to draw the line between confidence and self-love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, confidence is attractive. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;But what if confidence seeps into arrogance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that's where maturity steps in and interjects. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I need maturity.&lt;/span&gt; And i daresay, even before confidence.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; But it's hard to believe that confidence is not where maturity is :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"Live through this and you won't look back."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your Ex-lover is Dead by Stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"Your heart won't heal right if you keep tearing out the sutures."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nothing Better by The Postal Service&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like switching over to wordpress ~_~ just coz it looks better. i dunno. should i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i've been using blogger for so many years! and i'm a loyal person! hehe :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-8464391548295124677?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/8464391548295124677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=8464391548295124677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/8464391548295124677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/8464391548295124677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dont-want-to-go-cycling.html' title='idealistic idealisms.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-5650011988179637059</id><published>2009-04-12T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T00:02:40.888-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>the concept of it all.</title><content type='html'>So today i was talking to a friend who&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;goes to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like 2 in the morning. And i'm not usually up this late when there's church in the morning but i was too full to go to sleep. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Long story short, i was talking to my friend. And he says, "I have to go soon, Rachel. I have to wake up to go to church for Easter Service."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes almost popped out of my head.. No. Out of it's socket? Maybe that's the better way to say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Easter has never been a big deal for me. &lt;/span&gt;(Oh no! What crazy talk is this?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, the great thing about Easter is that someone created &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;a Bunny who hides our pretty chocolate eggs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong. I know the theory behind Easter. It's a day of celebration. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It's the day that Jesus resurrected :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;It's a day to remind us of His goodness and mercy and grace.&lt;/span&gt; Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But shouldn't we be reminded of all that daily? Well, if not daily, constantly? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;(I admit that i don't do it as often as i should. But i am reminded of it more than ONCE a year.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. For the past few days, this is what i have been struggling with.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; The idea of Easter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Should it just be ONE day where we get all religious and go to church because Jesus died and rose again, that's cool and we should give him props?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Shouldn't it be submitting to His grace everyday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someone can give me some insight? I don't have the answer or even a clue on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps i will get some insight tomorrow at church :P &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;i can't be missing Easter Service now can i?&lt;/span&gt; Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I'm just going to sleep and pray that Easter Service will do miracles in my friend's life. That he will give more than props to Jesus but perhaps maybe his life too? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-5650011988179637059?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/5650011988179637059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=5650011988179637059' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/5650011988179637059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/5650011988179637059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2009/04/concept-of-it-all.html' title='the concept of it all.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-5848182910345659015</id><published>2009-04-10T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T22:15:48.079-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>i bookmarked the page that said;</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"Eve was not taken out of Adam's head to top him, neither out of his feet to be trampled by him, but out of his side to be equal with him, under his arm to be protected by him, and near his heart to be loved by him." - Matthew Henry&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yay?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true though. That's why sometimes i don't understand girls that control their boyfriends or just their guy friends in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...Eve was not taken out of Adam's head to top him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i also don't understand girls who are too scared to stand up to certain guys in their lives. Or that will do or "sacrifice" so many things for the guy that they "love".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;...neither out of his feet to be trampled by him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that we should realize the truth and stop receiving the information we get from the world as rules that we should live by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, we were made &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;"...out of his side to be equal with him, under his arm to be protected by him, and near his heart to be loved by him..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is bringing things back to perspective, back to it's original glory. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The glory it was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;intended&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we should just let God tell the story instead of trying to write it ourselves. He is good. Very very good. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;And the outcome would be far greater, more exciting, and far more beautiful than we can ever imagine or expect :) :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;That's my God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew! Long day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-5848182910345659015?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/5848182910345659015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=5848182910345659015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/5848182910345659015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/5848182910345659015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-bookmarked-page-that-said.html' title='i bookmarked the page that said;'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-3763379491446164028</id><published>2009-04-07T20:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T22:55:04.197-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rachel-ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>i want to wear blue.</title><content type='html'>but i own nothing that's&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; blue&lt;/span&gt;. like &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;really blue&lt;/span&gt;, y'know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;apple juice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;LovE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; apple juice. i can't explain it. i just do! i walked to a 24 hour deli in the really cold cold cold just to get me some apple juice. and mmmmhmm.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;it's good and i'm happy&lt;/span&gt; :) :) :) it's filled with vitamin c too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i LOVE this song.&lt;/span&gt; It's too cute! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S_oLCJIYOVU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S_oLCJIYOVU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that so many people are searching for the same thing. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna lie, i am too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's kinda funny that that's what most people are looking for.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; Why does it seem like we're losing out on something if we don't have this love?&lt;/span&gt; Strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not talking about love from God or family because most of us have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'm talking about love, love. Being in love with someone else. Sharing a special relationship with someone else that only the 2 of you &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;own&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people that write/ sing about love are the awesomest, funniest, smartest and wittiest people i've come across. And i just find it strange that they can't seem to find that perfect someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But maybe, just maybe, that perfect someone doesn't exist? And if we just drop those crazy expectations, we'll be able to find that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;perfect someone&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I refuse to believe that.&lt;/span&gt; Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-3763379491446164028?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/3763379491446164028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=3763379491446164028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/3763379491446164028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/3763379491446164028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-want-to-wear-blue.html' title='i want to wear blue.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-8323653052876349548</id><published>2009-04-05T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T10:07:38.896-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rachel-ness'/><title type='text'>My Attention Span.</title><content type='html'>... or the lack thereof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i just realized today, more like, agreed with the fact that i have &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;the shortest attention span&lt;/span&gt; in the whole universe times 212. Haha! Yes. I'm being a drama queen again. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;So sue me :P&lt;/span&gt; omg. green and pink reminds me of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;melons&lt;/span&gt;! whee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I Came To This Conclusion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;People constantly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tell&lt;/span&gt; me how bad my attention span is.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Today, I was supposed to wash the hand-cloth in the restaurant. I was kinda excited because I just learned how to do it yesterday and it means that I get to escape the busy-ness of the restaurant. So, i was happily going to the basement, being proud of myself for being handed this huuuuge responsibility, thinking of what a greeeeaaaat hand-cloth-washer i am going to be. I went to the machine, put in all the cloth, and turned it on. *Sigh of relief* "Good job, Rachel.", I say to myself. 2 hours later, i had to take the cloth out of the machine. On the way back to the machine, i realized that i forgot to put in the detergent. *Doink!*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Usually when people talk to me, i hear the first 2 words and stare at them as if i'm listening intently. After about 30 seconds, if they're sentence ends with their voice going higher, indicating that it was a question they just asked, i go, "Huh? Whaaaaaat?". Wait. I do that when they say statements too. Haha :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;In long conversations, i get distracted by the blue sky, clouds in different shapes that tell a story, birds, food, anything around me that's soft, cushy and cuddly. Or the song that is stuck in my head. Or a random incident that happened anytime from 3 minutes to 3 years ago.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;As I type this, I'm in the middle of reading an email on my hotmail account AND in the middle of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;replying&lt;/span&gt; an email on my gmail account.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I have so many other examples but i'm already distracted and can do this no more.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heheheeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The weather was pretty today :) &lt;/span&gt;I wish i could have been outdoors the whole day! But i have to work. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy told me a story of how hard he had to work when he was my age. So now i'm motivated to do the same. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;No more complaining!&lt;/span&gt; Woo-Hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my parents :( &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;They're always so wise :) :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"Listen to mommy and daddy! They're right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; of the time!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-8323653052876349548?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/8323653052876349548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=8323653052876349548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/8323653052876349548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/8323653052876349548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-attention-span.html' title='My Attention Span.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-5723948223515451092</id><published>2009-04-02T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T22:33:57.900-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Not Feeling The Colors.</title><content type='html'>I changed the background to gray :) It's dark gray so there's hardly a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like it. But i don't really like black either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;What should i do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use blog skins? But those things confuse me. Eek! ~_~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My internet wasn't working yesterday so i had to sit in my living room for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;first time&lt;/span&gt; since i moved here. It was fun! We listened to my roommate's old records...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SdTp9qhA0hI/AAAAAAAABao/auS56Bxd8LY/s1600-h/record-player.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 316px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SdTp9qhA0hI/AAAAAAAABao/auS56Bxd8LY/s320/record-player.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320134305425445394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and spoke japanese! I kid you not. One of my roommates is japanese and his friend from japan came over. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Fun times!&lt;/span&gt; I got to practice my japanese. So it was good! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the first time, 80% of us who live in the apartment were home at the same time. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I get over-excited over stupid things. &lt;/span&gt;Hehehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a fun but tiring day today. But fun. And i definitely over-ate. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;*shame shame*&lt;/span&gt; hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My internet is still broken. It was working fine this morning and i was excited. But it's not working anymore. I have to connect the cable directly to my computer. And sit in the living room. I feel like i'm living in a dorm. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;pink dice &lt;/span&gt;to hang on my phone! Me like. It's the pooofy kind. I don't know how to explain it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember how i used to have this blue one in high school that i bring everywheeeere?! Hehehe. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I'm such a dork.&lt;/span&gt; But i like it. Dice, i mean. Not being a dork :P But maybe that too! I dunno. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good lines from songs:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"Life can be so simple if we all just learn to pray" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every Little Thing by Hawk Nelson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"If you don't mind would you tell me all your hopes and fears and everything that you believe in. Would you make a difference in the world? I'd love for you to take me into a deeper conversation." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Deeper Conversation by Yuna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"Son, fear is the heart of love."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Lack of Color by Death Cab For Cutie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;"You and me, we couldn't stand being normal. That's why we make a good you and me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You and Me by Plain White T's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loud loud party next door. I wish the walls were thicker. But the music makes me feel like I'm in Space :) :) :) So i guess it's not all thaaaat bad :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-5723948223515451092?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/5723948223515451092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=5723948223515451092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/5723948223515451092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/5723948223515451092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2009/04/not-feeling-colors.html' title='Not Feeling The Colors.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SdTp9qhA0hI/AAAAAAAABao/auS56Bxd8LY/s72-c/record-player.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-6748358202777735591</id><published>2009-03-30T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T00:38:41.268-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>The Upper East Side.</title><content type='html'>It's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It exists. It's a real community with waaaay too much money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't mentioned it here but I got a serving job in a japanese restaurant on the upper east side. Yippee! And today was my first day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's soooo much work. But i shall not go into details. That will be for another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Upper East Siders or UES-ers&lt;/span&gt;, as i like to call them, vary in shape and sizes and.. dum dum dum.. temperament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a list of the various ones i've encountered:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The weirdo who thinks he's all that because he has a company credit card.  &lt;/span&gt;(Now, don't be confused. He is not a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;true&lt;/span&gt; UES-er. He just works in the neighborhood and likes to imagine being one of them, reserving his "usual spot" at 12pm every afternoon at his favorite japanese restaurant, where he can eat pretentious and expensive food for free and drink his diet coke with his pinky sticking out as he sips from the straw. Oh wait forgive me. His &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lemon&lt;/span&gt; diet coke. And, i kid you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;, it's more than one guy. I'm  not pin-pointing. A few of these walk in on the same day.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The female lunch time regulars.&lt;/span&gt; (Definitely Liquor on the table at some point of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;day&lt;/span&gt;. Huge engagement rings on their left ring-finger. Scrolling their Blackberries. Designer sweaters that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do not&lt;/span&gt; flatter them. Hair tied up in pony tail. Gossiping about emails they've received. Nice people.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Rich College Couple.&lt;/span&gt; (Go watch Gossip Girl. Very similar. I personally do not watch GG but have heard much and seen a couple of episodes. So i'm hoping this statement does them justice.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Perfect Family with 2 kids below 12.&lt;/span&gt; (It is definitely every child's (or adults with slightly deprived childhood) dream to be part of this family. Parents with good tempers talking to their children like their adults. Joking around. Happy smiles. Never gets angry even when a certain first-day waitress took the wrong order. Parents who &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;asks&lt;/span&gt; their children if they want dessert. Need I say more?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;My favorite, the BLACK AmEx card. &lt;/span&gt;(Oh, my heart, it just swooned. I touched it. It was in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; hands. The Black AmEx card that I've&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;only &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;heard &lt;/span&gt; of. I heard you can buy a private jet with this card. It is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; amazing. It doesn't even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feel&lt;/span&gt; like a regular credit card. Private Jet. Black Card. My hands. Do the math.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;The People Who Knows They're Rich and Smirks at You Every Chance They Get.&lt;/span&gt; (Casually drops the fact that they are wearing a (very hideous, mind you) Versace shirt. Tries ordering sake but does not know what type there are. Names an unknown brand of sake and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;claims&lt;/span&gt; that it exists. Does not know what they want but pretend that they've got the whole menu memorized.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Diner Dash&lt;/span&gt; has definitely trained me well to work in a restaurant. It's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;exactly&lt;/span&gt; the same. Just that it physically hurts. Hahaha! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i feel like doing this. So I did. And here you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;[Insert Name Here], you can only be the best person you can be. Then, you  have to leave the rest of it to God. If God wills it, and if it's in his plan for you, which makes it the best thing for you, it will happen for you. Good things will come. You just have to make sure your heart is in the right place, where God is. And not where your understanding brings you. Not everything your sight shows you is true. The road doesn't end at the vanishing point. It keeps going on and on and on. You don't see past the vanishing point. But God KNOWS what lies beyond the vanishing point. It's along the lines of what you've always dreamed of but better, more amazing, and beyond your WILDEST imagination. Yay! :)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;This thought and belief is one of the major reasons why I am always so happy. Even when bad things happen. But these last few months, I have lost sight of it. Let's just say that it was in my blindspot. &lt;/span&gt;Hence, many the emo posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that I see it again, just thought i'd share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"Tip MORE!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super tired but don't know why i can't sleep. Must be the adrenaline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;:) :) :) Smiles for EVERYONE!!! :) :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-6748358202777735591?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/6748358202777735591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=6748358202777735591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/6748358202777735591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/6748358202777735591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2009/03/upper-east-side.html' title='The Upper East Side.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-5435207467299425523</id><published>2009-03-30T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T21:16:21.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There There Here?! What????</title><content type='html'>Another one of Sarah's tags! Whee! It's super early in the morning. And i don't even know why i'm doing this now instead of the 3 other things in my mind that seems more important right now; getting dressed, preparing breakfast, reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;What is your name:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Rachel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;A four letter word:&lt;/strong&gt; Rain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;A boy’s name:&lt;/strong&gt; Rufus! :P &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;A girl’s name&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Roxanne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;An occupation: &lt;/strong&gt;Rapper! Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;A color:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Ruby Red! Ha! Double Rs! Beat that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Something you’ll wear:&lt;/strong&gt; Rain boots! I waaaant :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;A food:&lt;/strong&gt; Rendang! Yummm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Something found in the bathroom:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Rack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;A place:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Russia? I don't know why but saying that gives me the chills. Maybe coz it's super cold there.. Heh :P Or maybe it's just super cold in my room! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;A reason for being late:&lt;/strong&gt; Rachel's beauty sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Something you’d shout:&lt;/strong&gt; Reeeeaaaally?!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;A movie title:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Rushmore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Something you drink:&lt;/strong&gt; Root Bear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;A musical group&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Reel Big Fish! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;An animal:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Raccoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;A street name:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Roy Street? I'm sure there's one in NY somewhere! Hahaha &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;A type of car:&lt;/strong&gt; Race Car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The title of a song:&lt;/strong&gt; Rootless Tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Tag 5 people:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Sara, Alina, Sheryl, Jo, Leann&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to make breakfast now! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel like hugging a giant teddy bear and stay in bed aaaaaall day. My cousin, Cynthia, has one and it's the most comfy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; comforting thing to hug! :) :) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-5435207467299425523?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/5435207467299425523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=5435207467299425523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/5435207467299425523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/5435207467299425523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2009/03/there-there-here-what.html' title='There There Here?! What????'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-5150172024380557084</id><published>2009-03-29T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T20:10:16.918-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ahhhhhH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Back Here Again.</title><content type='html'>I was just wondering today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Will anyone really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do people worry about the same question? Or have most people found that person who &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;knows&lt;/span&gt; them and that it's only me who has not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone to know me so well that that person knows my next move. As unpredictable as i would like to think that i am, i think that if one truly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;knows&lt;/span&gt; me,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; that person &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;*I'm saying "know" too many times, the word is starting to not make sense to me. Does that happen to you too? Hehe :P*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;knows&lt;/span&gt; you, will you finally know &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yourself&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  used &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;street chalk&lt;/span&gt;! And yes, i drew. Not prettily. But i did :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one of the things that i really really wanted to do in NY. Draw on the streets and i did! Hence, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Rachel = Happy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel could be happier though. Why is it so hard for people to be really content?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. So many questions i wish i had the answer to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"Did Earth Hour make a difference?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet another emo one. Bear with me. And then&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; give me a teddy bear &lt;/span&gt;to hug! Or just a&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; bear hug&lt;/span&gt; will do! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-5150172024380557084?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/5150172024380557084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=5150172024380557084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/5150172024380557084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/5150172024380557084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-here-again.html' title='Back Here Again.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-1046918038500238464</id><published>2009-03-25T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T23:35:07.847-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rachel-ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Nuts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Between 5pm to 10pm on March 25th 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;5.00 pm&lt;/span&gt; - Hmm.. I have time to kill before my edit lab slot at 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;5.01 pm&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; *Reads book in park* &lt;/span&gt;What pretty weather :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;6.15 pm&lt;/span&gt; - Oh no! Finish reading book. Now what? I have 1 more hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;6.17 pm&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*Looks around* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;*Beam of light from heaven shines upon Barnes&amp;amp;Noble*&lt;/span&gt; (It's a book store)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;6.18 pm&lt;/span&gt; -  Ruuuuuun to Barnes&amp;amp;Noble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;6.19 pm&lt;/span&gt; - Immediately rides the multiple escalators to my favorite floor. The highest one!&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ith film books, literature, philosophy and other fun stuff! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;6.21 pm&lt;/span&gt; - *Remembers Andre talking about &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"The Great Divorce" and Soren Kierkegaard&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;6.22 pm&lt;/span&gt; - Spots &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;random Soren Kierkegaard book&lt;/span&gt;. Picks it up. Looks for "The Great Divorce".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;6.24 pm&lt;/span&gt; - Finds "The Great Divorce" in front of an empty chair. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Score! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;6.24 pm&lt;/span&gt; - Picks up book and turns around to proceed to chair. Chair taken -__-" I left it for one second. That's how vicious these New Yorkers are with book store chairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;6.25 pm&lt;/span&gt; - Looks for a little corner to hide to read books. Finds an isolated isle.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Perfect! &lt;/span&gt;Time to get comfy. Sits on floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;6.26 pm&lt;/span&gt; - Opens &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"Works of Love" by Soren Kierkegaard&lt;/span&gt;. Read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;6.27 pm&lt;/span&gt; - "Wow." Mouth gaping and everything. And that was just the first page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;6.50 pm&lt;/span&gt; - After being so into the entire first chapter, I finally look up from the book to take a breather and let the information sink in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;6.51 pm&lt;/span&gt; - Notice that people walking by were staring. Looks around. Looks &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;up&lt;/span&gt;. Only to discover &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;2 giant shelves of gay/ lesbian fiction and kama sutra&lt;/span&gt;. *Blush Blush*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;6.52 pm&lt;/span&gt; - Picks up books and bags and moves to a different spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;7.30 pm&lt;/span&gt; - Stomach growling. I want this book. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;It's $17 bucks! &lt;/span&gt;Maybe i should go to Strand (discount book store)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;7.40 pm&lt;/span&gt; - Arrive at Strand. Runs to philosophy corner. Hehe. My favorite floor in Strand; basement :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;7.50 pm&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;THEY DON'T HAVE IT!!! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;7.52 pm&lt;/span&gt; - Browsing around Strand, found many books on my &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Books To Read Wish List&lt;/span&gt; for very very cheap. Thinks,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;"No No No. Don't be greedy. Come back when you actually &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; money. Or time to read them for that matter."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;7.55 pm&lt;/span&gt; - Exited Strand a very &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;sad sad Rachel :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;8.05 pm&lt;/span&gt; - Back in Barnes&amp;amp;Noble, Fourth Floor, picks up same book. Looks for chair, sit, and read.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt; Mmmhm :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;8.45 pm&lt;/span&gt; - Mune calls to go for dinner. Thinks, "If i go for dinner, i can't buy this book."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;8.55 pm&lt;/span&gt; - Complains to Mune about book being expensive. Mune says it's not. I secretly smile and scheme to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;9.15 pm &lt;/span&gt;- Eat cheap dinner :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;9.40 pm &lt;/span&gt;- Back in Union Square. Barnes&amp;amp;Noble is still open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;9.41 pm&lt;/span&gt; - Ruuuuuns in and purchases book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;9.45 pm &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Exited Barnes&amp;amp;Noble a very happy Rachel &lt;/span&gt;but a very guilty one too :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;March 26th 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;12.30 am&lt;/span&gt; - Reads book happily! :) &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;"This man is so so so smart."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did i just write the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;longest and stupidest&lt;/span&gt; account of a book purchase you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because i feel so guilty about spending money i don't really have. But at the same time, i think this book is awesome ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first page,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;"Indeed, one can be deceived in many ways; one can be deceived in believing what is untrue, but on the other hand, one is also deceived in not believing what is true; one can be deceived by appearances, but one can also be deceived by the superficiality of shrewdness, by the flattering conceit which is absolutely certain that it cannot be deceived."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the book is filled with sentences like this. It visits both ends of the spectrum on each matter and makes you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Are my actions &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;justified&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; yet? :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a good book though ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy and excited!!! :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I'm ill.&lt;/span&gt; What people have with DVDs and CDs, I have with books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before i leave NY, i'm sooo gonna stock up on all these great books that i can't get in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did i mention that i might be leaving soon? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"Spring is here! Spring is here! Spring is here!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-1046918038500238464?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/1046918038500238464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=1046918038500238464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/1046918038500238464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/1046918038500238464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2009/03/between-5pm-to-10pm-on-march-25th-2009.html' title='Nuts.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-7504050457549748454</id><published>2009-03-23T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T23:17:25.605-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>i wish i could be as awesome as this list. ha!</title><content type='html'>Here are some things I really want to do. But have not. Simple and achievable ones. Not like my crazy ambitions. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Have a really good conversation over an equally good glass/ bottle of wine with a special someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Talking about serious stuff and laughing at silly jokes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With Death Cab For Cutie playing softly in the background and occasionally getting up to dance :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/Schw__n6MRI/AAAAAAAABaY/6NlaIbtWObI/s1600-h/winegood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/Schw__n6MRI/AAAAAAAABaY/6NlaIbtWObI/s320/winegood.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316623604823765266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;2. Running around in the rain with friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And giggling my head off, sliding around the wet streets with people I love the most :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/Schw_ZEYJvI/AAAAAAAABaQ/uJ42elpok3A/s1600-h/rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/Schw_ZEYJvI/AAAAAAAABaQ/uJ42elpok3A/s320/rain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316623594474186482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;3. Cycling under the clear blue sky on a big green field. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One time alone. And another with company ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just to admire the beauty of creation and to inhale fresh air :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/Sch11NeoBLI/AAAAAAAABag/TTntDTsxxD4/s1600-h/bikegreen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/Sch11NeoBLI/AAAAAAAABag/TTntDTsxxD4/s320/bikegreen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316628917122499762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So that's the list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooray! I hope I can strike at least one of them off this year :)&lt;br /&gt;Oh me oh my. I think i'm actually growing up!&lt;br /&gt;And looking at things realistically.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; *gasp*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I stalk people on Facebook, i found out that some of my friends are "In A Relationship", to quote the Facebook status. And it made me really excited and happy for them! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of them are people younger than me and i'm like, "Wahh! They're all grown up!" *smiles to self*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeahh, all their happy pictures made my heart smile :) It also made me giggle very loudly when i was using the public computers in NYFA and made heads turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's all good. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Yes, random. So sue me :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Life is not awesome right now.&lt;/span&gt; (I've only &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; said this less than 5 times in my life coz I don't like negativity too much) And my trusting in God is really being tested. Hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT to quote &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Dory&lt;/span&gt;, sometimes we just gotta,&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; "Just keep swimmin' Just keep swimmin"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"You aussies, hug a koala bear for me will ya?!" :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy time. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Loves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Today was so so so cold, my teeth hurt when i open my mouth. Heheheee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-7504050457549748454?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/7504050457549748454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=7504050457549748454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/7504050457549748454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/7504050457549748454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-wish-i-could-be-as-awesome-as-this.html' title='i wish i could be as awesome as this list. ha!'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/Schw__n6MRI/AAAAAAAABaY/6NlaIbtWObI/s72-c/winegood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-5177004616370362853</id><published>2009-03-19T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T23:57:16.659-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>he's just not that into you.</title><content type='html'>Yes. I watched it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i know.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; WHY?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in the mood for a chick flick. We all get that urge every once in a while. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Don't deny it! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was good. Not so much the movie. Heh. But the message and it's ability to make me &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;squirm&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; squeak&lt;/span&gt;. Hahaha! I reallly did. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;So many times.&lt;/span&gt; And i was like, "No! No! No! Don't do it!" :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Good times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/ScM2HMn1nOI/AAAAAAAABZ0/6-EZlLaUrNU/s1600-h/notintoyou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 156px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/ScM2HMn1nOI/AAAAAAAABZ0/6-EZlLaUrNU/s320/notintoyou.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315151482502618338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;My favorite scene in the movie :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Basically the movie starts off talking about everything that the book says. All the signs, all the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rules&lt;/span&gt;. It kinda annoyed me, all the rules. Partly because it's true and mostly because i wished it wasn't true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as the movie goes on, it starts challenging everything the book says. And i was like, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;"oh yeeeaahh."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It tells you to keep hoping. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I like that :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/ScM6gTEutgI/AAAAAAAABaE/jIR_PT2c2wU/s1600-h/kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 257px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/ScM6gTEutgI/AAAAAAAABaE/jIR_PT2c2wU/s320/kids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315156311777654274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I wish they told us the truth when we were growing up.&lt;/span&gt; Then, we wouldn't be so confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only everything was that simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'd be able to&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; run with the wind&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; chase the stars&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;dance under the moonlight&lt;/span&gt; like they promised. Mmmhmm :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;But maybe, just maybe, they &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; lie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/ScM6gNg1afI/AAAAAAAABZ8/bG7iKQJABLk/s1600-h/kiddy+hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/ScM6gNg1afI/AAAAAAAABZ8/bG7iKQJABLk/s320/kiddy+hands.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315156310284921330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"Sing to me the songs of the stars,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Of your galaxy dancing and laughing and laughing again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;When it feels like my dreams are so far,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Sing to me of the plans that you have for me over again."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much "deep" thinking. Something i rarely do because it's hard to keep happy that way :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what i think at least ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"Turn off the water when you're brushing your teeth please!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-5177004616370362853?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/5177004616370362853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=5177004616370362853' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/5177004616370362853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/5177004616370362853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2009/03/hes-just-not-that-into-you.html' title='he&apos;s just not that into you.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/ScM2HMn1nOI/AAAAAAAABZ0/6-EZlLaUrNU/s72-c/notintoyou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-2261447620354103944</id><published>2009-03-15T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T20:37:13.615-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>Feel Like Smiling?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Very jakun about this youtube video uploading extravaganza. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;girls, this will definitely make you smile :)&lt;/span&gt; And &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;boys, i think it's something you can relate to. Definitely, maybe? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This version has the lyrics in it. Too lazy to look for it and fill up space here. Heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W0xONse62eo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W0xONse62eo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Aren't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; mood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; now?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad i could help! Heh heh! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was not that great a day for me. But the people around me were so happy,&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; it made my heart smile a little too :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should definitely &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;smile when the only other option is to cry&lt;/span&gt;. Amen. Heh :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time will make things better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ruby&gt;           &lt;/ruby&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;ruby&gt;&lt;rb&gt;To Quote Jay Chou:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"也&lt;/rb&gt;&lt;rt&gt;&lt;/rt&gt;           &lt;/ruby&gt;&lt;ruby&gt;           &lt;rb&gt;許&lt;/rb&gt;&lt;rt&gt;&lt;/rt&gt;           &lt;/ruby&gt;&lt;ruby&gt;           &lt;rb&gt;時&lt;/rb&gt;&lt;rt&gt;&lt;/rt&gt;           &lt;/ruby&gt;&lt;ruby&gt;           &lt;rb&gt;間&lt;/rb&gt;&lt;rt&gt;&lt;/rt&gt;           &lt;/ruby&gt;&lt;ruby&gt;           &lt;rb&gt;是&lt;/rb&gt;&lt;rt&gt;&lt;/rt&gt;           &lt;/ruby&gt;&lt;ruby&gt;           &lt;rb&gt;一&lt;/rb&gt;&lt;rt&gt;&lt;/rt&gt;           &lt;/ruby&gt;&lt;ruby&gt;           &lt;rb&gt;種&lt;/rb&gt;&lt;rt&gt;&lt;/rt&gt;           &lt;/ruby&gt;&lt;ruby&gt;           &lt;rb&gt;解&lt;/rb&gt;&lt;rt&gt;&lt;/rt&gt;           &lt;/ruby&gt;&lt;ruby&gt;           &lt;rb&gt;藥&lt;/rb&gt; &lt;rt&gt;&lt;/rt&gt;           &lt;/ruby&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ruby&gt;           &lt;rb&gt;也&lt;/rb&gt;&lt;rt&gt;&lt;/rt&gt;           &lt;/ruby&gt;&lt;ruby&gt;           &lt;rb&gt;是&lt;/rb&gt;&lt;rt&gt;&lt;/rt&gt;           &lt;/ruby&gt;&lt;ruby&gt;           &lt;rb&gt;我&lt;/rb&gt;&lt;rt&gt;&lt;/rt&gt;           &lt;/ruby&gt;&lt;ruby&gt;           &lt;rb&gt;現&lt;/rb&gt;&lt;rt&gt;&lt;/rt&gt;           &lt;/ruby&gt;&lt;ruby&gt;           &lt;rb&gt;在&lt;/rb&gt;&lt;rt&gt;&lt;/rt&gt;           &lt;/ruby&gt;&lt;ruby&gt;           &lt;rb&gt;正&lt;/rb&gt;&lt;rt&gt;&lt;/rt&gt;           &lt;/ruby&gt;&lt;ruby&gt;           &lt;rb&gt;服&lt;/rb&gt;&lt;rt&gt;&lt;/rt&gt;           &lt;/ruby&gt;&lt;ruby&gt;           &lt;rb&gt;下&lt;/rb&gt;&lt;rt&gt;&lt;/rt&gt;           &lt;/ruby&gt;&lt;ruby&gt;           &lt;rb&gt;的&lt;/rb&gt;&lt;rt&gt;&lt;/rt&gt;           &lt;/ruby&gt;&lt;ruby&gt;           &lt;rb&gt;毒&lt;/rb&gt;&lt;rt&gt;&lt;/rt&gt;           &lt;/ruby&gt;&lt;ruby&gt;           &lt;rb&gt;藥&lt;/rb&gt;"&lt;rt&gt;&lt;/rt&gt;           &lt;/ruby&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"Use less shampoo when you wash your hair!" :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely need to stop blogging so much and use my time to be more productive. Heheeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Peace out! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-2261447620354103944?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/2261447620354103944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=2261447620354103944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/2261447620354103944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/2261447620354103944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2009/03/feel-like-smiling.html' title='Feel Like Smiling?'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-8417138499462005432</id><published>2009-03-14T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T21:20:53.034-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny?'/><title type='text'>Sticky Stuff!</title><content type='html'>The mood of my blog has been &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;so solemn&lt;/span&gt;  lately. I apologize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here's something to make you &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;laugh and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt;. It's an awesome song by &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Flight of the Conchords :)&lt;/span&gt; My favorite part, of course, is when they go.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"The sticky stuff."&lt;/span&gt; Heheheheee! Makes me laugh aaaall the time. I don't even know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NT8f1Cig_jU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NT8f1Cig_jU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for a show today. They sang an &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; rendition&lt;/span&gt; of this song. Laughed till i almost pee-ed in my pants! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so soothing to watch people perform live. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;And it's so much fun too! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely the prefect stress relief. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I'm happy today :)&lt;/span&gt; Good company &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;*wink*Janet*wink*&lt;/span&gt; and a good show is always awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;"Fatal Flaw by South Jordan is on loop on my computer. Acoustic version thank you very much."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-8417138499462005432?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/8417138499462005432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=8417138499462005432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/8417138499462005432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/8417138499462005432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2009/03/sticky-stuff.html' title='Sticky Stuff!'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-3089640923370031951</id><published>2009-03-13T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T22:56:21.362-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>For Therapeutic Purposes Only.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SbtCwTFL0mI/AAAAAAAABZk/zu1Z4E4bEao/s1600-h/looking+ahead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SbtCwTFL0mI/AAAAAAAABZk/zu1Z4E4bEao/s320/looking+ahead.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312913582936805986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally did it. I let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having the hardest time moving on from something. A self-destructive obsession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crazy thing about obsessions are, you realize that it's there. You &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; something is wrong. Then, you justify your obsession. Every one tells you that you are hurting yourself. When you realize that it's bad for you, you "quit", only to find ways around your justification and back to said obsession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how I did it. Or if i'm even going to last this time. But I hope that I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts. It scarred. It took away a big chunk of my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now i'm moving forward. It's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treating my wounds with Hawk Nelson. Mhmm..  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up sucks. I just wanna run in the rain and giggle till I fall on my bum bum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-3089640923370031951?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/3089640923370031951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=3089640923370031951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/3089640923370031951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/3089640923370031951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-therapeutic-purposes-only.html' title='For Therapeutic Purposes Only.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SbtCwTFL0mI/AAAAAAAABZk/zu1Z4E4bEao/s72-c/looking+ahead.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-2704607765725555853</id><published>2009-03-11T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T16:22:29.829-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>My Tummy Calls Out For Thee.</title><content type='html'>I have been craving&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ice cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the past forever. Not just any ice cream. The &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Gelato&lt;/span&gt; kind :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I like being &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;pretentious&lt;/span&gt; every once in a while. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, no one wants to go get any with me coz it's cold. Well, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;cold schmold&lt;/span&gt;. You guys just hate mehh! Hehe. I kid I kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SbhDR44w76I/AAAAAAAABZU/hwm7ahIAlPs/s1600-h/gelato1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SbhDR44w76I/AAAAAAAABZU/hwm7ahIAlPs/s320/gelato1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312069735090810786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stole some ice-cream from my friend's house yesterday. But it's just not the saaaaaame! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;*Bursts into hysterical tears*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SbhDSNm3fAI/AAAAAAAABZc/pC7gb88FUVw/s1600-h/gelato.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SbhDSNm3fAI/AAAAAAAABZc/pC7gb88FUVw/s320/gelato.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312069740652887042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen one of these in a very very long time. I've never seen it here in New York. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I waaaaaant! &lt;/span&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Gelato is pretty :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;And it tastes even prettier! :) :) :)&lt;/span&gt; Is that enough to tempt someone to go on this excursion with me? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;stars &lt;/span&gt;in the sky! Dang you, pollution! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"Stop pollution please! Bring out the stars! Whee!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-2704607765725555853?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/2704607765725555853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=2704607765725555853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/2704607765725555853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/2704607765725555853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-have-been-craving-ice-cream-for-past.html' title='My Tummy Calls Out For Thee.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SbhDR44w76I/AAAAAAAABZU/hwm7ahIAlPs/s72-c/gelato1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-4994115388668513086</id><published>2009-03-10T12:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T13:41:55.564-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rachel-ness'/><title type='text'>7 hours of sleep and 11 oreos later.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Hello!&lt;/span&gt; Here I am blogging again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Blogging.&lt;/span&gt; Isn't that such a funny word?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Snorkeling&lt;/span&gt;. Or &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Boggling&lt;/span&gt;. Or &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Fuhnagaling&lt;/span&gt;. But not at all! Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh.! &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;There goes my sugar fix for the day.. &lt;/span&gt;o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*twitch* *twitch*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend was talking about intriguing blogs the other day. Uhmm.. I actually read it on hers. Hehe. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Yes I'm a dork. So sue me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i thought about the few that i read. 3-5 maybe? And i stalk them. Like, i'm always checking for updates (more than twice a day) and then smiling to myself about what they wrote. Haha. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I wish i had that kind of wisdom and wit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh.. My favorite line.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Oh how i wish.." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I definitely live my life in my head. I really should stop that. It's like a disease. No. It is not mental illness. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*denial*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. And yes. The &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;constantly talking to myself in public&lt;/span&gt; needs to stop too :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was i saying again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh! Time for another oreo! &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;They're soooooo delicious! &lt;/span&gt;Yum Yum Yummmmmmm! :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"Chew your food before you swallow!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-4994115388668513086?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/4994115388668513086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=4994115388668513086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/4994115388668513086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/4994115388668513086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2009/03/7-hours-of-sleep-and-11-oreos-later.html' title='7 hours of sleep and 11 oreos later.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-8035938466655460527</id><published>2009-03-08T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T21:48:27.766-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boo-mood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Give Me Wings. Or Hide Me Under Yours.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SbR_vqQgloI/AAAAAAAABZE/sLmFfCJwKGU/s1600-h/fly+away+with+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SbR_vqQgloI/AAAAAAAABZE/sLmFfCJwKGU/s320/fly+away+with+me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311010317350770306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's nice to see&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; pretty people together&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty boys&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt; always always&lt;/span&gt; have pretty girlfriends. And pretty girls.. Well.. Most of the time, have pretty boyfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;So what happens to the rest of us? :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i find it sad that all the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;pretty&lt;/span&gt; (i'm not talking about appearance. no no, not at all)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;guys&lt;/span&gt; are taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I want a pretty guy to sing for me and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SbR_vx_K4jI/AAAAAAAABZM/tCS-ZSq-kSA/s1600-h/fly_away_with_me-6579.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SbR_vx_K4jI/AAAAAAAABZM/tCS-ZSq-kSA/s320/fly_away_with_me-6579.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311010319425528370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;That would be very nice indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as guys like to be called &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Heroes&lt;/span&gt;, girls like to be fought for, to know that she is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;worth the battle&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;And she usually is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish guys could see that and grow some!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't be called a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Hero&lt;/span&gt; unless you actually &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;save&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;protect&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;I want to go bungee jumping!! WhoopDeeDoo!! Wanna come with? :) :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was all about &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;grace&lt;/span&gt;. I needed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed to know that it is done. There's nothing i can do to change it. He died for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't have prevented it. I couldn't have made it better. All i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt; do is to accept it and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;move on&lt;/span&gt; with life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I have to live my life.&lt;/span&gt; The life that he fought for. The life that he suffered for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is still fighting for my heart. He wants it, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;all of it&lt;/span&gt;, more than I can ever comprehend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Why am I holding back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"Garbage in trash can please. And ice cream in Rachel's mouth please. Thank you!" :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-8035938466655460527?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/8035938466655460527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=8035938466655460527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/8035938466655460527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/8035938466655460527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-nice-to-see-pretty-people-together.html' title='Give Me Wings. Or Hide Me Under Yours.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SbR_vqQgloI/AAAAAAAABZE/sLmFfCJwKGU/s72-c/fly+away+with+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-778837747598038900</id><published>2009-03-07T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T15:23:26.121-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rachel-ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>maybe i won't die when i'm 40.</title><content type='html'>Not too long ago, i had to let go &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;my dream of being a hobo&lt;/span&gt; coz i just wasn't cut out for it. And i speak from experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, i think i have to give up &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;my dream of dying at 40 &lt;/span&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i can't really dictate it. Heck, i might die tomorrow. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*knock knock wood* &lt;/span&gt;But 40 was the goal :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to have achieved everything i want to do in life and.. well.. die. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Happy! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now that i'm at the "mid-point" *gasp!*, all my dreams seem so far away. There are so many things to do and so little time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i know why my uncle was sooooo upset when he turned 40. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;He haven't achieved half the things that he wanted to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that i can at least achieve 2/3rds of what i want to do by the time i'm 40. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I'll be happy enough :) :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I just need to focus focus hocus pocus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I was feeling very upset yesterday (Haha. Irony. I'm a fan.). I really don't know why. I think it's PMS. Heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it made me almost break my fast. (I'm practicing &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Lent&lt;/span&gt; this year) I feel like i'm hanging by a thread and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;it's only been 6 days&lt;/span&gt;! How did Jesus do 40 days? How does &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anyone&lt;/span&gt; do 40 days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But God, being who He is, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;is always good&lt;/span&gt;. And despite being upset yesterday, He still managed to give me&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; a bounce in my step&lt;/span&gt; when i thought about chocolate croissant and tea :) Yummm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;He gave me the peace i needed when i went to bed.&lt;/span&gt; The nightmares I've been having for the past week didn't come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; being His little girl. And jumping around in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;my cute little pink TuTu&lt;/span&gt; to bring a smile onto His face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SbL6zB0gzmI/AAAAAAAABY8/F1jXYlJ4FWA/s1600-h/tutu-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SbL6zB0gzmI/AAAAAAAABY8/F1jXYlJ4FWA/s320/tutu-7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310582665192197730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't usually post lyrics, but here's a good one ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Jesus loves me this I know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;For the bible tells me so,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Little ones to him belong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;They are weak but He is strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Yes, Jesus loves me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Yes, Jesus loves me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Yes, Jesus loves me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The bible tells me so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jesus loves me when I'm good,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;When I do the things I should,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jesus loves me when I'm bad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Though it makes him very sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Yes, Jesus loves me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Yes, Jesus loves me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Yes, Jesus loves me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; The bible tells me so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It stings every time I read it. I don't want to make Him sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"Wash your socks clean clean!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-778837747598038900?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/778837747598038900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=778837747598038900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/778837747598038900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/778837747598038900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2009/03/maybe-i-wont-die-when-im-40.html' title='maybe i won&apos;t die when i&apos;m 40.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SbL6zB0gzmI/AAAAAAAABY8/F1jXYlJ4FWA/s72-c/tutu-7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-3241711492387163819</id><published>2009-03-02T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T15:23:49.322-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rachel-ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Addicted.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/Saxk9oCir9I/AAAAAAAABY0/sOy3ezxYcZI/s1600-h/soondobu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/Saxk9oCir9I/AAAAAAAABY0/sOy3ezxYcZI/s320/soondobu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308729070645850066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Soon Do Bu.&lt;/span&gt; Oh how you make my heart beat faster. My nose crinkles up in excitement when i smell your scent. My mouth waters like a rushing river when i think about you. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Oh, my Soon Do Bu.&lt;/span&gt; Oh how i wish i could spend the rest of my life with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so freaking addicted to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Soon Do Bu&lt;/span&gt;. It's a korean dish with tofu. Lots and lots of tofu. And it's so so so good. I wish i knew how to cook it. I shall learn! *determined* It's so good. But it's a good 10 bucks &gt;.&lt; No monehhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;snow storm&lt;/span&gt; (that's what the weather report called it anyway) today. I was supposed to move but i couldn't because there was too much snow! &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I was kinda upset.&lt;/span&gt; But secretly, i haven't even finished packing. So maybe it's a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT at the same time, all i can think about ALL day is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Soon Do Bu &lt;/span&gt;but I'm not gonna run out in the cold and wet streets just to spend too much money on it. So i guess i'll have to wait till next week. But i'm moving far away from my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Soon Do Bu heaven&lt;/span&gt;. That makes me kinda sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have NOT found a job. Feel like killing myself (not in the actual sense but in my head).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I wish i was a cartoon character. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the first day of&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; Lent&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never really celebrated Lent. I usually only do it in August in Malaysia when we have the 40-day fast and prayer book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this year, I decided to celebrate Lent :) &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;So we'll see how that goes ;) &lt;/span&gt;Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I've been very much humbled by God. You know sometimes when you kinda &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; that He's speaking to you? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It's so amazing. &lt;/span&gt;It's so amazing to know that the great and almighty God is chasing after &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt; hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"Don't eat the snow on the streets!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; is how my head works. Thoughts scattered everywhere. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-3241711492387163819?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/3241711492387163819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=3241711492387163819' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/3241711492387163819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/3241711492387163819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2009/03/addicted.html' title='Addicted.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/Saxk9oCir9I/AAAAAAAABY0/sOy3ezxYcZI/s72-c/soondobu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-678419306475159664</id><published>2009-02-28T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T21:54:42.302-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rachel-ness'/><title type='text'>Hmm..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel like &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;walking around&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;randomly hugging people&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;I like&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; hugs&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;smiles&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"Don't waste food! And support original music!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-678419306475159664?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/678419306475159664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=678419306475159664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/678419306475159664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/678419306475159664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2009/02/hmm.html' title='Hmm..'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-4907601911490623782</id><published>2009-02-26T22:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T02:26:57.755-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rachel-ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>My 100th :)</title><content type='html'>Yay!&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; It's finally heeeeere! &lt;/span&gt;I've been counting and counting and writing and writing, waiting for this very moment. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My 100th post! &lt;/span&gt;Woot Woot! :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's no big deal, i know. But anything that's &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;a hundred&lt;/span&gt;, just amazes me! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;And yes, I'm easily amused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*awkward silent moment*&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;*whistles*&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;*looks around*&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been dealing with a lot lately. But i'm still trying to make myself go through the motions. Pray. Read. Eat. Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to learn&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; After Effects&lt;/span&gt; is starting to take a toll on me. I'm just getting really tired and everything seems so meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like one of my favorite versus says,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt; "Vanity of vanities; all is vanity." --Ecclesiastes 1:2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is from the wisest man who ever lived, King Solomon. He's a man who was given &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;all the knowledge and wisdom in the world&lt;/span&gt;. Yet, he concluded that all is vain. All is meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can read this book in the Bible over and over again and never get bored. I get something new every time. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;It's a really short book, only 12 chapters :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gets good though. He explains everything he says and makes really really good points. What he's trying to say when he says "meaningless", is that everything that we do comes down to choice. We can choose to feel hopeless about it, or we can follow God and His plan for us. That's why at the end of each "theory", King Solomon says that all is meaningless anyways. Hebrew word: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;hebel&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at this point in my life where I have to make a lot of decisions. I know what I want. And i really hope it works out. Right now, I don't see how any of my dreams will work out. But i'm just gonna keep working till I get there. SO here's the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I want to get as much experience as possible in Film.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I want to spend 6 months working in a farm in Australia/ New Zealand :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I want to be a bungee jumping instructor for a year. Somewhere exciting.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;I want to live in a foreign country, delivering baked goods. A beautiful country, like Spain or something. (Ok. maybe not baked goods. But a fun job like that, you know?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I just wanna travel the world. Company would be good :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I want to drink a pretentious cup of espresso in an European country by the street corner.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;BoraBora! Of course....... :P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;After all that, i still want to be able to come back into Film and finally become a Director.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I don't know how ANY of this is going to be possible. I might laugh about it in 5 years. Or i might read it again and be like "No. 2, 3, 6. Check!" :) :) :) I am hoping for the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"Smile at someone just to make their day!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*manvoice* and this has been a community outreach by Banana Pumpkin Squarepants.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-4907601911490623782?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/4907601911490623782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=4907601911490623782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/4907601911490623782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/4907601911490623782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-100th.html' title='My 100th :)'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-1955008659097718242</id><published>2009-02-19T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T19:42:27.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Twenty! 20! Yay! Yay? Oh! Nay! &gt;.&lt;</title><content type='html'>So i was really hungry today and decided that i should cook some instant noodles for myself. AND since it is my birthday, i decided to top it off with chicken! hehe! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i went to a chinese take-out place and bought some chicken. I came home, made my instant noodles, ate my chicken and  now i look like this! I feel like it too! Eek! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SZ4hmUfjlcI/AAAAAAAABYM/-J1po3cE4A0/s1600-h/bit_bloated.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 260px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SZ4hmUfjlcI/AAAAAAAABYM/-J1po3cE4A0/s320/bit_bloated.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304714353308833218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since i will be working tomorrow, on my actual birthday, i decided to stay up till 12am and have a mini celebration with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Germ&lt;/span&gt;, my cushy and cuddly pillow, and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Addison&lt;/span&gt;, my blue and adorable teddy bear :) I can't wait! I'm going to make a wish and everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy that everyone wished me on Facebook :) It feels like you guys are part of the party too! I would have one if we're not at different parts of the world. It's funny. It's already my birthday everywhere else! Just not here. Yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SZ4hmX6gBaI/AAAAAAAABYU/z7tqvrsnQFM/s1600-h/birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SZ4hmX6gBaI/AAAAAAAABYU/z7tqvrsnQFM/s320/birthday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304714354227152290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love birthdays! Especially when it's mine! Whee! :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to commemorate, I took a picture of 20-years-old me! Hahaha! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SZ4hmYXqiCI/AAAAAAAABYc/EeN9FV-h2Q0/s1600-h/Picture+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SZ4hmYXqiCI/AAAAAAAABYc/EeN9FV-h2Q0/s320/Picture+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304714354349475874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the birthday wishes! :) I WILL be happy! Thanks! Heheheeee! Banana Pants! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"Please recycle your aluminum cans! Thank you! :)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-1955008659097718242?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/1955008659097718242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=1955008659097718242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/1955008659097718242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/1955008659097718242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-i-was-really-hungry-today-and.html' title='I&apos;m Twenty! 20! Yay! Yay? Oh! Nay! &gt;.&lt;'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SZ4hmUfjlcI/AAAAAAAABYM/-J1po3cE4A0/s72-c/bit_bloated.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-3220403775211475569</id><published>2009-02-16T01:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T01:15:50.232-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rachel-ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>My Birthdayyyyy! :)</title><content type='html'>Anyone who knows me well, knows that I am craaaaazy when it comes to my birthday! It's my favorite time of the year! I'm the most festive on this day and all i wanna do is hang out with people that i love and that i know love me too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start dancing around, singing happy songs and have rainbows pop out of my ear! Hehe :) It's true. People will ask me what i want for my birthday and i will bashfully say, "Oh nothing." But the list will be long. I can tell you that much. Muahahaha! (This statement does not include family. Yes. I see your smirks! :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this year, I really don't have the time to think about it at all. I would be working (for free! eek!) and it's just gonna be as unfestive as unfestive can get. Plus, I've been really busy preparing for this and that, looking for a job, etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, i thought we were gonna celebrate Suan's (pastor's daughter) birthday and was really excited about it coz i feel that everyone is as happy about birthdays as me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when we were gonna "surprise" her.. Me &amp;amp; Tim (bithday on the 17th) got a surprise too! Hehehe! Thinking about it makes me giggle! :) They decorated it with my favorite jelly beans too! With my name on it and everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I feel loved&lt;/span&gt; *sigh* :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND on top of that, I got 3 pounds worth of jelly beans! :) I just wanna swim in it! Hahaha.. It's not enough to swim in. But i wish i could!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i don't think that they/ you guys don't read this but i just wanna say, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"THANK YOU SO MUCH GUYS! I LOVE YOU GUYS MUCHOS!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-3220403775211475569?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/3220403775211475569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=3220403775211475569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/3220403775211475569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/3220403775211475569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-birthdayyyyy.html' title='My Birthdayyyyy! :)'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-4529086421260357248</id><published>2009-02-08T21:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T13:38:36.842-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tags'/><title type='text'>My Interview!! Yay!! :)</title><content type='html'>I love&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; sarah&lt;/span&gt; and all her &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt; tags! Heheheeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Leave me a comment saying you want to be interviewed.&lt;br /&gt;2. I’ll email you five questions, of my determination not yours!&lt;br /&gt;3. You update your blog with the answers to the questions.&lt;br /&gt;4. You offer to interview someone else in the same post.&lt;br /&gt;5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;1. Pick out an animal that best describes almost everything about you &amp;amp; state why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkey! :) Ok. You guys can stop nodding in agreement now. Weeeell, i say monkey coz it's the first thing that came into my head. And i'm always crazily hyper-active and i randomly burst in excitement and retard-ation. I scratch my head sometimes. And my belly too! I would gladly pick kutu out of someone's head and scratch their back for them. And most of all, i like to make people smile/ laugh. The latter, obviously, being the better result :) :) :) And monkey also because i would like to have monkeys dressed up in tuxedos giving out roses on my wedding day. Heeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;2. Would you prefer to wrap a gift with a wrapping paper or instead, just stuff the gift into a box and tie a ribbon on it? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Box and tie a ribbon! :) Coz i like receiving presents like that. Hehehe. I think it looks better and you get to the present faster! Muahahaha. But seriously, i think the anticipation is heightened with a box. No real reason. Just a feeling ;) That's how i do most things! Lalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;3. Who would you most likely date? An engineer or an accountant &amp;amp; whyy? Haha, this came out really random, hee! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say an engineer :) Haha. More dynamics and creativity to it. That's all. Most importantly, he must be strong and have a kind heart at the same time! [i just watched Troy. hahaha.] Or if he is exactly like Goo Joon Pyo, i wouldn't mind either. heh :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;4. Complete this sentence: If I were a boy... [ No, not the lyrics to the song but yeah, hmm ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i were a boy.... I would be very good-looking! Hahaha! I kid. I kid. But i would be very clear with my decisions and wise and never ever break another person's heart. I would be kind and gentlemanly and a great buddy to my friends. I would go to war and protect my country. OR i would be in a boy band. Most importantly, i would still make films. Then, i would on occasion, excuse myself from a room just to fart and eat lots and lots of bananas and work out to be a muscle man. Ha! That was so random, i don't even know where it came from :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;5. What would you name your future kiddos? Let's say you've got 2 girls and 2 boys :) Lalala!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys: Drake and Phoenix&lt;br /&gt;Girls: Melissa and Diamond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just realize that this is heavy reading for my fellow blog readers. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"Save the platypus!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-4529086421260357248?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/4529086421260357248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=4529086421260357248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/4529086421260357248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/4529086421260357248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-interview.html' title='My Interview!! Yay!! :)'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-5208381127660841081</id><published>2009-02-06T21:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T13:43:51.474-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Mixed Emotions, a Ta-ag, and An Overdue Apology.</title><content type='html'>I've a feeling that this is going to be a long one and a really mixed up and messy one. Just like what I'm feeling right about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;now&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. First of all, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I just graduated&lt;/span&gt; and it just hit me that this is a major change in my life and the next move I take is going to determine where I'm going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to lie,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; I'm extreeeeemely freaked out&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where or how this feeling came about but I feel unwanted. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Crazy right?!&lt;/span&gt; I know. Psychology friends! Help! Eeek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to seep into my Tag (by the lovely Sarah and Alexaxaxaxa!) so i'm just going to start it now. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;10 random things, facts, habits, or goals about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I believe in living with passion and love for what you do. But as many have said, that's not going to feed me or give me a place to live.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I always have to chew on something when I'm nervous.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I absolutely LOVE candy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I like colors!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; Lots of them!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Jumbled together!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;It makes me happyyyyy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Sometimes, all i need to get me through a tough day is someone else's smile or laughter.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;I'm a sucker for teddy bears and flowers (that's the girliest i will ever get)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I need assurance but i never ever show it (well, up till now of course! ha!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I love my family and friends more than anything else (except God of course :P), and once you're in the circle (like in Meet The Parents/ Fockers) you'll never ever get out! Muahahahaha!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I'm secretly stalking someone else's blog that i found from a friend of a friend's blog. And i really look up to that person despite the fact that I've never met him or talked to him. The blog is kinda guiding my way through some tough times here. Now, THAT is random.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I wish that girls can really be swept off their feet by the perfect prince charming and that it will only happen once in a lifetime and it will last forever. That means, no more heartaches in this world! Yay!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Back to mixed emotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly miss my family a lot a lot right now. BUT I hope I don't have to go home in 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 months is the amount of time I have to get my act together before getting forced (not really forced but no other choice because no $$) to&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt; leave New York.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally do not know where I stand with God right now. I'm not going to lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"Do Not Litter! Pick Up Trash As You See It!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing where I am with God, leads to the overdue apology. Now, this is getting personal so read if you want, skip if you're bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote something to myself today. Not in my regular journal with God because I haven't been doing that in a long time. As i wrote, stuff just spilled out just like it normally does when i write about Him. This really made me think and well.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;feel.&lt;/span&gt; Don't over think the content as you read. Think of the message. Because this made me realize that this is not the only time i've acted out like that. Hence, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;public apology&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cuser%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:usefelayout/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face 	{font-family:SimSun; 	panose-1:2 1 6 0 3 1 1 1 1 1; 	mso-font-alt:宋体; 	mso-font-charset:134; 	mso-generic-font-family:auto; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:3 135135232 16 0 262145 0;} @font-face 	{font-family:"\@SimSun"; 	panose-1:2 1 6 0 3 1 1 1 1 1; 	mso-font-charset:134; 	mso-generic-font-family:auto; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:3 135135232 16 0 262145 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:SimSun;} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“I felt wanted and appreciated. It’s different than what I feel from God because this was something I could grasp. It was such a new thing to me. So new, that sometimes I would work harder for this appreciation. Was it worth it? I don’t think I can ever have the answer to that question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is the perfect example of taking God’s love for granted. At the back of my head, I always know that God is always there, He’ll always love me no matter what I do. So, I sin. I knowingly sin, with the thought that He’ll forgive me later. He always does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate myself so much for doing that. If I were Him, I would hate me too. But He never does and that itself makes my heart ache even more. Sometimes, I can just imagine the disappointment in His face, the stabbing pain in His heart when I take His love for granted like that. I’m nailing Jesus to the cross and I’m spitting on His face.Yet He still loves me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dare not say I love Him because I feel so unworthy. But I know that that’s not what he wants. He doesn’t want me to run away in shame but to run to Him for comfort.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/blockquote&gt;So I just want to say, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;"I'm sorry, God. Thanks for still being there despite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;. Thanks for being&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; God."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough blogging for one day. Hope you caught my public announcement inside the whole mess up of a post ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about today's emo-ness. Daddy just left NY and i'm alone again :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Love.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-5208381127660841081?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/5208381127660841081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=5208381127660841081' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/5208381127660841081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/5208381127660841081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2009/02/mixed-emotions-ta-ag-and-overdue.html' title='Mixed Emotions, a Ta-ag, and An Overdue Apology.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-6168700194321396948</id><published>2009-01-30T00:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T01:11:40.352-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rachel-ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>A Series of Unfortunate Events.</title><content type='html'>Ahh.. many &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;unfortunate events&lt;/span&gt; have struck me pretty life. Therefore, I shall put it in a post :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. First of all, not everything can be posted here coz, you know, public domain, involves other people's feelings and also privacy, etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT those who know everything that i'm going/ went through and&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; willingly&lt;/span&gt; (or rather unwillingly but very much forced to by me) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;listened and counseled and advised&lt;/span&gt;, I love you guys very much and am very grateful that you guys are in my life and have not succumbed to that voice in your head that is begging you to kill me :P After all, love for your daughter, sister, cousin, friend is overrated riiiight? (i realize i might be pushing it.. heh heh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Event 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Came back to NY from Malaysia. Having to say goodbye to family and friends just when i started to settle down and be comfy back home again. Fell very sick the night before my flight. Oh the pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Event 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Because i was heavily drugged on the plane, i snored worse than a pig with a flu on its death-bed with a crazy itch on its belly that it can't reach. I do not kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Event 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Mommy, don't kill me! But i got conned by the taxi guy at the airport :P Rugi like $15?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Event 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Went apartment hunting with friend. One day, kena pooped on by birds TWICE. Yes. In ONE day. Yes. The SAME day. Good luck you say? I say nooooooooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Event 5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Complications with rent and lease. Lost a lot of money. I shall not go into details, but if you want to know more about it, you can always skype/ msn with me. Oh! I have AIM too! If that's how you roll, we can rock and roll yo! (i DO NOT know why i just said that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Event 6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Ok. This one needs a back story for you to fully understand. Well not really. So i have this notebook in which i put all my important papers coz i had to apply for something like an extended visa(?). Anyway, it had like my current visa, a check with a good amount of money on it, passport pics of me(that would be a real catch if anyone stole it. heh), forms and such in it because i did not want to carry a big folder around so i just stuffed everything into me notebook. So i was apartment hunting this one fine day (well, not so fine i would say) when the wind blew as strong as it could and blew my notebook out of my hands! At that point, there was nothing i could do to stop it! I RAN into the middle of the road, risked my life for what i thought was the most important of them all, my visa. Then while i was there, in the middle of crossroads, mind you,  it's like the big box in the center of 4 traffic lights, i picked up all the extra papers as well la. Meanwhile, my check and my passport pictures nicely flew to different ends of the block. There was this nice man who helped me chase the check down the block and another nice lady who picked up my passport pictures. I had to run to each one of them, ignoring all rules and traffic lights, to get them. Finally, they all went back into the notebook. Ha! Eh! Don't say that i'm stupid. I can HEAR you! Hmph! Ok. Fin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is still &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Event 7, 8, 9&lt;/span&gt;. But i'm too lazy to type out full accounts of it. But yeah, do let me know if you want to lend an ear coz i'm always up for it (in conversation, so skype good. msn chat no good.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"We should stop mass productions of instant noodles!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God did His "Rachel, here's a cute guy for you to look at." thing again. Boy does He understand me :) :) :) HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, if you are wondering what my weird statements in quotes are, they are my thoughts on how to save the environment and our health and well-being. And basically, every randomness that might appear in life :) Peace out homie! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-6168700194321396948?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/6168700194321396948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=6168700194321396948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/6168700194321396948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/6168700194321396948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2009/01/series-of-unfortunate-events.html' title='A Series of Unfortunate Events.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-1773286325633875028</id><published>2009-01-23T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T00:38:04.999-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rachel-ness'/><title type='text'>So Yeahh..</title><content type='html'>The trip to jersey did not work out. Boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that just gives me more time to apartment hunt and find the perfect one! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy thoughts! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Pink Bananas!&lt;/span&gt; Happy thoughts! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ermm.. On a random note.. Well.. Not so random but very rachel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;I want Nasi Lemak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I think that I need stainless steel teeth so that i can eat more candy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;The more I tell myself not to eat, the more i do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'm sorry if i'm ever mean to you. I'm mean to the people i love/like. Got. To. Fix. That.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I wish my hair would smell like some sort of creamy strawberry sweetness or something very Caribbean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Speaking of something Caribbean, I want to go to a Caribbean island. *cough*Bora Bora*cough*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Sometimes I wish I had a voice in my head narrating my life. Hee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I want toys and teddy bears! Hmph! I'm just frustrated coz i don't have enough. Don't mind me. (I don't even know why I'm frowning as I type this. Some inner anger is being unleashed. Ha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I want ADP friends who are finally in the States to come visit! Haha *hint hint* You KNOW who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Speaking of ADP, I really miss Alexa, Sara &amp;amp; Sarah. Speaking of Sara, I miss Daryll too! Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;I never ever used to say "Lol" but i'm starting to because i'm just that easily influenced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;I cannot remember how it was being friends with Lionel Koh but I miss it. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Random names appearing reminds me of Lee Ken Chung, who, strangely, still reads my blog. Thanks homie! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Lee Ken Chung reminds me of Joash Chan who recently got married to May Wong (Mrs Chan now ;)). Congratulations! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I can't remember the last time i ate a papaya. Or a honey dew for that matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Fruits remind me of Mandarin oranges.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Mandarin oranges reminds me to wish everyone&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!!! :) :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, that wasn't without a purpose! And I meant it all from the bottom of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;(Reminds me of my family and how much i miss and love them and wish i could spend CNY with them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;"Stop Global Warming!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-1773286325633875028?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/1773286325633875028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=1773286325633875028' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/1773286325633875028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/1773286325633875028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-yeahh.html' title='So Yeahh..'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-2279499553128892329</id><published>2009-01-21T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T23:25:36.884-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>One oF Those Days...</title><content type='html'>You know, it's kinda late. And when it's late, I start thinking more crazy than usual. AND i tend to spell my words wrongly, something that i don't intend to do now but we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i was thinking about how funny God is. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Why is it that you never get the things you want but when it comes to things that you don't want, you get an abundance of it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i guess i should always keep in mind that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;God is preparing an opportunity for me and me for the opportunity :) &lt;/span&gt;I heard this line in church and it keeps me going even when i don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happy note, I'm planning a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;much needed vacation&lt;/span&gt; to jersey! I hope it works out! The planning has already come across some road bumps but i think that if it's carefully planned out and if there is a car in jersey ready for our use, it will be soooo awesome! I know i just came back FROM vacation.. But I've had more stress these 3 weeks than I've had for a long long time. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;So i deserve it :P hmph!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Why jersey you ask?&lt;/span&gt; Coz it's cheap, close by, and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;NOT New York&lt;/span&gt; :) And i've been hearing too many good things about it and i have to see if it lives up to said standards. Heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So again, i hope it works out! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;*cross fingers and close eyes tight tight*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;RockBand&lt;/span&gt; night again :) Played this one song so many times that my arms and fingers started to hurt. I was playing the guitar and we were on World Tour so we had to complete that level. I sang some of the songs and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Stan&lt;/span&gt; was like, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;"I think i have to ask you to leave."&lt;/span&gt; And &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Janet&lt;/span&gt; was like, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;"Rachel, you're unreal."&lt;/span&gt; But, to be honest, i thought i rocked! &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Like a rockstarrrrrr :) yeah yeahhh!!&lt;/span&gt; *shakes head in crazy ecstasy* :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OkThatsItFromMe! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-2279499553128892329?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/2279499553128892329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=2279499553128892329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/2279499553128892329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/2279499553128892329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-of-those-days.html' title='One oF Those Days...'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-1576952872178652597</id><published>2009-01-20T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T10:00:56.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh How I Wish.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SXYOZVs-gEI/AAAAAAAABX8/2W5sM35tUOM/s1600-h/boysbeforeflowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 177px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SXYOZVs-gEI/AAAAAAAABX8/2W5sM35tUOM/s320/boysbeforeflowers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293434240505905218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Geum Jan Di.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Goo Joon Pyo.&lt;/span&gt; I want him to protect me :) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;He's so cool!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I Love how mean he is but he still has a soft side to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Yoon Ji Hoo.&lt;/span&gt; I want to dance with him :) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;He's so cute!&lt;/span&gt; I love how he doesn't say much but is very sensitive on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only we could combine these 2 and make an alpha male for rachel! Muahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I want those 2 extra good looking boys who come with the package! ;) Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AhhhHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I was very blessed by God. So here's a shout out to say, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"I Love You so so much &amp;amp; Thank You God!!"&lt;/span&gt; :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I rocked out on RockBand! So fun! Someone in Malaysia should get it so that we can play if i ever get back. So fun! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Nasi. Lemak. Ayam. Goreng. Village. Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OkBye! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-1576952872178652597?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/1576952872178652597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=1576952872178652597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/1576952872178652597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/1576952872178652597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-how-i-wish.html' title='Oh How I Wish.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SXYOZVs-gEI/AAAAAAAABX8/2W5sM35tUOM/s72-c/boysbeforeflowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-9165379944215571796</id><published>2009-01-10T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T22:28:29.558-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><title type='text'>Smile!</title><content type='html'>I have been super stressed since i got back to NY coz i'm back to my world of responsibilities. And me no likey. My vacation didn't feel long enough. Didn't get to spend time with everyone i wanted to. But those that DID spend time with me, I'm really really thankful for you guys and i LOVE you guys so so much. AND you make me smile like an idiot! :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It was fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was not a very good day. I'm still suffering from jetlag! I didn't sleep for almost 27 hours! Super tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when i stepped out of the door today, it was SNOWING! It totally made the cold &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;bearable&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SWmOGImk02I/AAAAAAAABXc/pmpUHAxLNXY/s1600-h/snowflakes_macro_04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 182px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SWmOGImk02I/AAAAAAAABXc/pmpUHAxLNXY/s320/snowflakes_macro_04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289915473362998114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After apartment searching, the whole entire day. Going here and there, in the cold. From smelly apartments to neighborhoods where i can get killed in. I would say, it wasn't a successful mission. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;But the search must go on!&lt;/span&gt; :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home, searched online for more apartments, watched a korean drama, and stumbled on &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;the best thing&lt;/span&gt; that's happened in the whole entire week! My baby Junsu, playing the piano and singing an old favorite of mine, My Everything :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SWmOGSL8pGI/AAAAAAAABXs/b6-n_Cn_qGQ/s1600-h/junsu9cg9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SWmOGSL8pGI/AAAAAAAABXs/b6-n_Cn_qGQ/s320/junsu9cg9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289915475935667298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOT! HoT! HOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SWmOGEPmDrI/AAAAAAAABXk/2ZwgSsFZJdo/s1600-h/junsu11ua3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SWmOGEPmDrI/AAAAAAAABXk/2ZwgSsFZJdo/s320/junsu11ua3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289915472192868018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretending to be clever! Tsk Tsk Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SWmOGXqgF0I/AAAAAAAABX0/KlMRvDMM4gY/s1600-h/junsu+farnclose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SWmOGXqgF0I/AAAAAAAABX0/KlMRvDMM4gY/s320/junsu+farnclose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289915477405996866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Singing THE song! Yay! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also want to say, thanks Alexa for all your funny posts. Totally made my day! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Malaysia like crazy! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-9165379944215571796?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/9165379944215571796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=9165379944215571796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/9165379944215571796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/9165379944215571796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2009/01/smile.html' title='Smile!'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SWmOGImk02I/AAAAAAAABXc/pmpUHAxLNXY/s72-c/snowflakes_macro_04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-7192772469068068076</id><published>2008-12-29T04:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T04:07:13.932-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update?</title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I owe my blog an update! Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't uploaded pictures.. But once i do.. There shall be a pretty post with pretty pictures of pretty people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait for it! Muahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-7192772469068068076?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/7192772469068068076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=7192772469068068076' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/7192772469068068076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/7192772469068068076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/12/update.html' title='Update?'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-5666417595331592183</id><published>2008-12-20T03:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T03:35:57.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HeLP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Need Good Music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Please recommend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Smiles! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;:) :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-5666417595331592183?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/5666417595331592183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=5666417595331592183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/5666417595331592183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/5666417595331592183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/12/help.html' title='HeLP!'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-998127521455864828</id><published>2008-12-07T22:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T22:30:45.737-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>It's Getting Late.</title><content type='html'>Hey World!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is another nothing-t0-do post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog is starting to get very boring with less and less pictures coz my computer is running out of space and i'm getting lazier and lazier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to wake up at 5am tomorrow. Totally not excited about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, after tomorrow,  I can sleep for as 24 hours straight. So whatevs. Hehe! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been going through a lot lately. But surprisingly, I am still at peace, happy, and loving life! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only at random moments of the day, I will burst into crazy anxiety. But i can just feel God's hands over my heart, calming me down. As if to say, "I got your back!". I know that He does. And that makes me super happy and peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to lie. It's has been an extremely crazy year. One that I am very grateful for though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love adventures and being free! That's all I have been doing all year. With a few stumbles, bruises and war scars, I shall be invading 2009 as a whole new person! Just a little wiser but still as happy and excited about life as ever! :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe my troubles are a blessing in disguise after all.. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that I'm doing film :) There's nothing else in the world I can imagine myself doing. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel like saying... : Mustard Seed! Banana Pumpkin Pie! Woot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-998127521455864828?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/998127521455864828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=998127521455864828' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/998127521455864828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/998127521455864828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-getting-late.html' title='It&apos;s Getting Late.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-6021161324458516616</id><published>2008-11-20T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T21:40:41.766-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><title type='text'>My Dreams of Becoming A Hobo, Let's Strike That.</title><content type='html'>As many of you know, i've always wanted to become a hobo in NYC. I kid you not. And you know it! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeeell, I take it back! And let's pray that it never happens to ANYONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I was forced to spend a night in the city with no where to go when it was negative 2 degrees!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me fill you in with details..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. It started off with me editing at school, knowing that my call time the next day was at 6.45am.. at Grand Central Station because i had to catch a train upstate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to leave at 10pm! I promise. But editing got to addicting! I was in the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;groove~&lt;/span&gt; Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;edit edit edit&lt;/span&gt;.. and before i knew it.. it's 2.30AM!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things that went through my mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"WHAT??!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"I feel like curtsying."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;"Should i go home??" (Mind you, I live 1 hour away from school but with public transportation at that hour, I would have ended up reaching home in 2 hours AND on top of that, I would have to wait for the bus for about an hour in waaay too little clothes for negative 2 degrees windy weather.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"I have too little footage."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"Should i just sleep in the school till 6am?"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"Need sleep."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;"My film does not make ANY sense! Gahh!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;"Need food."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;"Mom sent me an email on how to lose fats. I should be worried."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"Monkeys. Bananas. Cupcakes."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"Let's do a funny dance!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ANYWAY.. My friend was in the edit lab as well and we decided to get food. Went outside. Wind blew. Forget it. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;I'm not going anywhere tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend said,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt; "It's too dangerous to not go home now. I'll stay with you till you go to Grand Central!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Nice friend. Yay! :) :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we slept on the couch in the couch in the school. The couch was NOT soft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT.. at 5am.. Mike from the edit lab woke us up and was like..&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;  "What are you guys still doing here?! I have to lock up. You have to go."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something along those lines. I was too sleepy to coomprehend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So okay.. We walked out into the blistering cold and got to the subway station and friend and i got on the train to go to Grand Central.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; 1 hr and 45 mins to call time.&lt;/span&gt; Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when we got to Grand Central, we decided to sleep on the floor. So we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 5.35am.. a cop woke us up and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Cop: You guys catching a train?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Us: Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Cop: What time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Us: 7.18am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then cop walks away. We go back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 5.45 am.. same cop wakes us up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Cop: People are coming in. You can't sleep here. Get up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we woke up. And friend said, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Rachel. I have to go home."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not wanting to destroy our friendship, I walked friend to train station and said&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; bye &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;goodnight&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; thank you&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;fluffy dreams&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;all that jazz&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I went back to the center of Grand Central and went back to sleep. Cop walks by a few times, look at the hobo-rific me, shakes head and walks away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary of things that happened next:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Got a phone call from asha saying that she was gonna be late. Got frustrated. Snap snap. "Hurry please!" Was a little rude. SORRY ASHA!! :(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Got wandering crew members together.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Mune says something ridiculous. YELL something no one would ever comprehend. People stopped and stared. VERY EXTREMELY SORRY MUNE!! :( :(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Tim made joke. I was not amused. Sorry Tim.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;And all that happened waay before 7.30am! Wheee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also wanna say that i didn't sleep the night before either. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It was about 60 hours of being awake before i went to sleep. &lt;/span&gt;Not pleasant. Not pleasant at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's it! My adventures in New York! Isn't it fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. No more hobo dreams. WooHoo! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-6021161324458516616?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/6021161324458516616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=6021161324458516616' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/6021161324458516616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/6021161324458516616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-dreams-of-becoming-hobo-lets-strike.html' title='My Dreams of Becoming A Hobo, Let&apos;s Strike That.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-7728556667054346649</id><published>2008-11-19T22:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T20:57:00.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Delayed But Must Have Post.</title><content type='html'>This is a super delayed birthday post. But here i go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;On Dec 18th,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALEXA GOH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SSULXtcCR9I/AAAAAAAABXI/Il8TVJ1DnpM/s1600-h/PA050108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SSULXtcCR9I/AAAAAAAABXI/Il8TVJ1DnpM/s320/PA050108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270631440869115858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Hope you had a good one! I'm sorry you fell sick! Boo! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I think you had fun though, no? *sheepish grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Thanks for being such an awesome life-support and always being there for me! I seriously do not know how I would have survived the past year without you!! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Korean obsessions = Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Stay awesome and I'll see you in Paris!! Woot Woot!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;*pssssst* update me on stuff soon yeah? &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;On Nov 20th,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOMMY ONG!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SSULX0CHpfI/AAAAAAAABXQ/h7-3aKH4PnI/s1600-h/IMG_4942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SSULX0CHpfI/AAAAAAAABXQ/h7-3aKH4PnI/s320/IMG_4942.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270631442639463922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Sorry i don't have a better picture of you. Hehe. Don't kill me! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Thanks for being the awesomest mom in the world and i'm sorry i couldn't do much for your birthday this year! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Don't worry, your next one will be kick-ass! Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I love you so so so much!! Stay happy and eat some curry in a hurry!! (My brain is not working very well right now. Ha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-7728556667054346649?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/7728556667054346649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=7728556667054346649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/7728556667054346649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/7728556667054346649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/11/super-delayed-but-must-have-post.html' title='Super Delayed But Must Have Post.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SSULXtcCR9I/AAAAAAAABXI/Il8TVJ1DnpM/s72-c/PA050108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-5852265776111321902</id><published>2008-11-15T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T19:56:59.313-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Please let this work.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Please&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;please&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;pretty please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. Time to stop procrastinating and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;get back to reality&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ah! Bittersweet reality. &lt;/span&gt;Why oh why do we have to live with you?! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happy note, I'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;very very very thankful&lt;/span&gt; that I have &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;really really good friends&lt;/span&gt; here who are like family :) :) :) &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;my chinese brethren.. i love theeeeee!&lt;/span&gt; hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-5852265776111321902?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/5852265776111321902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=5852265776111321902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/5852265776111321902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/5852265776111321902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/11/please-let-this-work.html' title=''/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-1804295585571168297</id><published>2008-11-13T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T20:39:38.992-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>A Mystery.</title><content type='html'>I was looking through some pictures I took and I started to marvel at God's &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;greatness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how He is so &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;mysterious&lt;/span&gt; in that way. Always only revealing &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;bits and pieces&lt;/span&gt; of Himself. And when you least expect Him to, He basks us in His&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; glory&lt;/span&gt;. In those moments, we just have to stop for a moment and admire His &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;greatness&lt;/span&gt; and wonder. I believe that that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;makes Him smile&lt;/span&gt; as much as it &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;makes us smile&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SRz87wx1q_I/AAAAAAAABV4/_vEG7BigJio/s1600-h/IMG_8837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SRz87wx1q_I/AAAAAAAABV4/_vEG7BigJio/s320/IMG_8837.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268363767753059314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Purple&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Pink&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Orange&lt;/span&gt;. All at once!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SRz87pYhf8I/AAAAAAAABVw/zv0PEZElRc4/s1600-h/IMG_8523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SRz87pYhf8I/AAAAAAAABVw/zv0PEZElRc4/s320/IMG_8523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268363765767831490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Images like these, never cease to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;amaze&lt;/span&gt; me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SRz87FUOuoI/AAAAAAAABVg/wNM2rJGwn3w/s1600-h/IMG_7873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SRz87FUOuoI/AAAAAAAABVg/wNM2rJGwn3w/s320/IMG_7873.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268363756086147714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I love you too&lt;/span&gt; =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;I love how He always surprises me and never fails to supersede my image of Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-1804295585571168297?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/1804295585571168297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=1804295585571168297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/1804295585571168297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/1804295585571168297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/11/mystery.html' title='A Mystery.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SRz87wx1q_I/AAAAAAAABV4/_vEG7BigJio/s72-c/IMG_8837.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-3976897785394786465</id><published>2008-11-11T22:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T22:07:45.259-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Thought of the day :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Honesty&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; policy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Just thought i'd throw it out there.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Ok Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-3976897785394786465?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/3976897785394786465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=3976897785394786465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/3976897785394786465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/3976897785394786465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/11/thought-of-day.html' title='Thought of the day :)'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-6811652013922281514</id><published>2008-11-10T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T20:43:50.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I = Sad.</title><content type='html'>This deserves a post on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my pink ring today. It's the cutest thing i've ever owned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just looking at it and admiring it while waiting for the bus today. And my hands were freezing cold so i took off the ring and put it in my pocket so that i could put on my gloves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it didn't go into my pocket and just fell on the floor. Boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's no where to be found now. I must have dropped it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmigosh! I'm so so so upset :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-6811652013922281514?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/6811652013922281514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=6811652013922281514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/6811652013922281514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/6811652013922281514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-sad.html' title='I = Sad.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-1807921402534549152</id><published>2008-11-09T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T21:55:58.390-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Almost.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;It's almost here!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;It's almost here!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It's almost here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What, you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you. But i'm happy as a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;panda&lt;/span&gt; that just got&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; a new bamboo stick&lt;/span&gt; because a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;monkey&lt;/span&gt; was playing with it but&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; lost it&lt;/span&gt; by getting distracted by a &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;mini cutie sized piggy&lt;/span&gt; that &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;was lost &lt;/span&gt;because his &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;good looking owner&lt;/span&gt; was singing &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a beautiful song&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;a beautiful girl&lt;/span&gt; and totally forgot about him but &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;just for a milisecond&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; whee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I'm THAT happy :) :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll find out why in about a month. Ok. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-1807921402534549152?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/1807921402534549152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=1807921402534549152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/1807921402534549152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/1807921402534549152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/11/almost.html' title='Almost.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-2268554423125879693</id><published>2008-11-05T12:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T13:16:46.504-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Rachel Rhymes With Facial!</title><content type='html'>This is a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"nothing-to-do"&lt;/span&gt; post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm super tired coz i'm sick. Boo! And.. Fun Fact.. I have to choose between having my &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;whole body ache like mad&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;cough like a mad monkey&lt;/span&gt;. I chose to let my whole body ache. Why? Coz i can't mix the drugs. Gahh!! Was gagging all night from coughing. Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still have to go to school to do Producing work for my friend. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Oh the joys of filmmaking.&lt;/span&gt; Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohkay. Enough self-pitying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait till my whole class is done shooting!! Ultimate freedom!! Woot Woot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i can think about for the past few months is &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Mamak food&lt;/span&gt;. I kid you not. Roti Telur, Maggi Tom Yam, Susu Panas, Teh Ais &amp;amp; Teh O Ais Limau. That's what i'm gonna order when i get to step foot in a Mamak store. Oh Bliss :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Happy thoughts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; Happy Thoughts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh! Time for my dosage of drugs! Oh what fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeahh.. Before I sign out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SARAH TAYYYYYYY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SRILfJRGEJI/AAAAAAAABVY/MRgYsPymJbg/s1600-h/DSC00552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SRILfJRGEJI/AAAAAAAABVY/MRgYsPymJbg/s320/DSC00552.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265283544041001106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I hope you have a really really good one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;I'm so blessed to have known you! Now i can rest assured that my babies have someone to take care of them while i'm wandering on the streets. TeeHee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'll see you in Paris? Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Be good &amp;amp; Take Care!! :) :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-2268554423125879693?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/2268554423125879693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=2268554423125879693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/2268554423125879693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/2268554423125879693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/11/rachel-rhymes-with-facial.html' title='Rachel Rhymes With Facial!'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SRILfJRGEJI/AAAAAAAABVY/MRgYsPymJbg/s72-c/DSC00552.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-3475322652192112470</id><published>2008-11-04T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T15:32:57.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Happy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Sara-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra Leong!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Happy birthday!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SRDZj9HqIUI/AAAAAAAABVQ/jY92QgQP73Y/s1600-h/PA050086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SRDZj9HqIUI/AAAAAAAABVQ/jY92QgQP73Y/s320/PA050086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264947176121442626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Thanks for bringing so much fun into my life! I love and miss you heaps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Hope you had a super fun one! And if you had a surprise party, i hope that it is better than the one we gave you! Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I can't wait for you to come to NY one day and work in the same industry as me! Heh Heh! Let's see who becomes famous first! Ok? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Have a good one! :) :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Loves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-3475322652192112470?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/3475322652192112470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=3475322652192112470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/3475322652192112470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/3475322652192112470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/11/birthday-happy.html' title='Birthday Happy!'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SRDZj9HqIUI/AAAAAAAABVQ/jY92QgQP73Y/s72-c/PA050086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-4444199972757900373</id><published>2008-11-03T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T18:38:27.149-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tags'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bermuda'/><title type='text'>Another One. Whee!</title><content type='html'>Thanks Sarah Tay! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Yet another tag. Love Love Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;1. Would you marry for money?&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;2. Have you had braces?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Yes. But Teddy, my puppy, bit my retainers into pieces and i never got new ones. Soooo, my teeth are crooked again :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;3. Could you live without a computer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Unfortunately and shamefully, no. Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;4. If you could live in a different decade, which would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I really wanna live in Victorian times. But then i would want to be British. Haha. Does that even make sense?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;5. Do you drink enough water?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Absolutely not. But i try.. Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;6. Do you wear the shoes in the house or take em off?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I HAVE to take them off. Too uncomfortable =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;7. What are you favorite fruits?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;This is a tough one. I like ALL fruits except for Jackfruit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;---&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;OK. So i was doing this Tag, but my throat hurts so so bad and my nose is runny and i feel like i'm going to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am i in such a devastating state you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's coz i was sleeping without a blanket last night coz i couldn't find one in the pig sty of a room we are sleeping in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO there. I think i'm just gonna spend the rest of my LAST day in Bermuda lying down and going, "Oh Gawd! Why??!!!" and enjoy my giant bar of Twix :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyahahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-4444199972757900373?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/4444199972757900373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=4444199972757900373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/4444199972757900373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/4444199972757900373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-one-whee.html' title='Another One. Whee!'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-3094998955816286996</id><published>2008-10-31T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T14:33:35.756-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bermuda'/><title type='text'>Hmm..</title><content type='html'>OK. First of all, i'm too lazy to upload pictures. So this would be another post without pictures. But fret not, my good peers. I shall try my best to entertain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what i did today?! I can totally strike out one of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;things i want to do before i die&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jump of a cliff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!! I jumped off a cliff!! And i'm proud :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to venture to higher cliffs next time. Oooh! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The adrenalin&lt;/span&gt;. Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Bermuda kicks ass! &lt;/span&gt;Whee! :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random things that i would like to say now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't know what rhymes with &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"Rachel"&lt;/span&gt; and that makes me sad :(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sometimes i don't understand how people can be &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;so mean&lt;/span&gt;. Are we really born evil and are taught to be good and civil? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Then, i wish that everyone is taught well&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I absolutely&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; LOVE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;the ocean&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And i absolutely &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;coconut chocolates&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Twix&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My skin is &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;smooth&lt;/span&gt; from being in the ocean for so long today :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Fat &lt;/span&gt;= &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need to stop eating but i can't stop! What to do? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;What to doooooo??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;God is so amazing for creating&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; the earth&lt;/span&gt;. Good job, sir! Loves.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need to &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;shower&lt;/span&gt; soon. I'm dripping sand.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Should i wish that &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt; act differently or should&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; I &lt;/span&gt;act differently? I think that latter makes more sense. But it's soooo hard.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think this list is getting emo. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Therefore, i shall stop&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salad with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Pumpkin&lt;/span&gt; = Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sooo in the mood for pumpkin all october coz it's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt;! HuHuHu! (And i'm convinced that i should start laughing using different vowels from now on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And people need to stop saying that i'm&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; weird&lt;/span&gt;. Thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a little army man today!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Waaaay too cute&lt;/span&gt; :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Tata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-3094998955816286996?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/3094998955816286996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=3094998955816286996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/3094998955816286996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/3094998955816286996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/10/hmm.html' title='Hmm..'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-1672129458511348852</id><published>2008-10-30T17:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T17:36:12.560-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bermuda'/><title type='text'>Bermuda.</title><content type='html'>I'm blogging while i'm in Bermuda. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;1. I need to push that ugly picture of me down so it wouldn't scare people away when they visit  my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;2. Everyone is really tired and tomorrow is the first day of Asha's shoot. So we're staying at home and resting today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;3. I need to keep my blog updated? Hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Fun Facts about Bermuda:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. They have the same national flower as Malaysia! It's the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hibiscus&lt;/span&gt;. Just in case you didn't know. Hehe.. And they have it in so many different colours too! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. At this time of the year, it's &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;kinda chilly&lt;/span&gt; in Bermuda. Feels like Genting weather.&lt;br /&gt;3. Everything is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;suuuuuper expensive&lt;/span&gt; coz it has to be imported into the country.&lt;br /&gt;4. The ocean water is in so many &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;different shades of blue&lt;/span&gt;. It's so so pretty.&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Random strangers &lt;/span&gt;will say "hi" to you on the streets and it's courteous to say "hi" back.&lt;br /&gt;6. ALL the houses are in &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;pastel colors&lt;/span&gt;! I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are actually a lot more but i can't think of anything else right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kicked a giant rock in the ocean today and it started bleeding. The wound looks really cool! Yeeeeah!! TeeHee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wonder what &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;banana pumpkin pie&lt;/span&gt; would taste like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-1672129458511348852?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/1672129458511348852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=1672129458511348852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/1672129458511348852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/1672129458511348852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/10/bermuda.html' title='Bermuda.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-939975241967322399</id><published>2008-10-24T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T18:44:46.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random.</title><content type='html'>So i've been out on a lot of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;thesis shoots&lt;/span&gt; and i realized a few things that i would love to do once i graduate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, ultimately i would like to be a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Director&lt;/span&gt;. That's the dream. But to stay in the industry, I want to do &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Sound&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Grip&lt;/span&gt;. I want to be a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Gaffer&lt;/span&gt; as well but i haven't had any real experience in that area and it requires a lot of math. Hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SQJ2A3dbZ2I/AAAAAAAABVI/wont-uH1qa0/s1600-h/IMG_7404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SQJ2A3dbZ2I/AAAAAAAABVI/wont-uH1qa0/s320/IMG_7404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260897071981619042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and my Boom Operator, Sean :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SQJ2AQeZcOI/AAAAAAAABVA/_qpxApgpejU/s1600-h/IMG_7571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SQJ2AQeZcOI/AAAAAAAABVA/_qpxApgpejU/s320/IMG_7571.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260897061516701922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the crazy dolly tracks on Dean's shoot. I love setting them up! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SQJ2AOimaZI/AAAAAAAABU4/5gbXIUrF2HM/s1600-h/IMG_7879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SQJ2AOimaZI/AAAAAAAABU4/5gbXIUrF2HM/s320/IMG_7879.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260897060997458322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SQJ1__MR8OI/AAAAAAAABUw/UmUMxS-tpCA/s1600-h/IMG_7725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SQJ1__MR8OI/AAAAAAAABUw/UmUMxS-tpCA/s320/IMG_7725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260897056877310178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SQJ1_XWSKbI/AAAAAAAABUo/DCjG4U2D9FM/s1600-h/IMG_7680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SQJ1_XWSKbI/AAAAAAAABUo/DCjG4U2D9FM/s320/IMG_7680.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260897046181849522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah.. these jobs are hardly ever done by girls. So, it's really competitive. Especially Gripping coz it requires a lot of strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wish me luck!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still not done shooting my thesis film. Gawd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEhe. Still telling myself that it's gonna work out somehow. Ha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-939975241967322399?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/939975241967322399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=939975241967322399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/939975241967322399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/939975241967322399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/10/random.html' title='random.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SQJ2A3dbZ2I/AAAAAAAABVI/wont-uH1qa0/s72-c/IMG_7404.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-4742331764540138582</id><published>2008-10-19T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T20:24:47.845-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>David Martel.</title><content type='html'>Whee!! I finally bought the album that i was looking &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;everywhere&lt;/span&gt; for!! And i bought it from the man himself, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;David Martel&lt;/span&gt;!! *happy grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking for this album for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;months&lt;/span&gt; and i was even considering just downloading the whole album from iTunes. I don't use iTunes so i don't see the point of doing that. But whatever! &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'm happyyyy!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SPv3rJZCYnI/AAAAAAAABUg/cOsszT6L7c0/s1600-h/davemartel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SPv3rJZCYnI/AAAAAAAABUg/cOsszT6L7c0/s320/davemartel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259069310512554610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice Album Art! No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I saw him singing live! And i talked to him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's just a random indie music person, just in case you guys are wondering. I found him on MySpace and i totally love his music. So when i saw him, i told him and he was like "Oh my god! That's so random!" and i was like "I knowww!!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Ok. Total Bimbotic moment right there. But as you can tell.. I'm excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's an awesome awesome &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;musician/ singer/ composer&lt;/span&gt;! And he plays the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;banjo&lt;/span&gt;!! I love the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;banjo&lt;/span&gt;!! Nyahahahaha!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Respect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the most awesome thing about him is that he told me that i could burn the CD and pass it on to whoever! That's a real artist right there and it made me respect him even more!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.. if anyone wants a copy.. I'll definitely burn you one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just sharing the Martel love. Heh Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-4742331764540138582?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/4742331764540138582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=4742331764540138582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/4742331764540138582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/4742331764540138582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/10/david-martel.html' title='David Martel.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SPv3rJZCYnI/AAAAAAAABUg/cOsszT6L7c0/s72-c/davemartel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-3884450895072039923</id><published>2008-10-16T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T18:59:08.122-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Film'/><title type='text'>Really Good Film.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SPft7ZbrTaI/AAAAAAAABUY/8hVCf9ewOsk/s1600-h/William-Shakespeares-Romeo-And-Juliet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SPft7ZbrTaI/AAAAAAAABUY/8hVCf9ewOsk/s320/William-Shakespeares-Romeo-And-Juliet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257932694673378722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;William Shakespeare's Romeo + Juliet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the actual title of the film. Haha. I kid you not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched this film like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;10 years ago&lt;/span&gt; or something and i really liked it. And after a long day of shooting, i saw it at Virgin Records for $10! So i decided to buy it and watch it :) it was the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt; decision i made all day! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though i watched it a really long time ago, i still remember most of it. The whole film is in &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Shakespearean English&lt;/span&gt; and it's so fun to watch. And after being in film school for as long as i have, i really appreciate it so much more now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The performances were so so so good. And &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Leornado DiCaprio &lt;/span&gt;was at such a good-looking stage of his life too! ;) And &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Claire Danes&lt;/span&gt; was young and beautiful. She still is now. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i loved how all the cuts were so quick and it really kept you at the edge of your seat the whole time.! And the director, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Baz Luhrmann&lt;/span&gt;, used a lot of colors in his film, which i really really liked. And the way he utilized the shot sizes was like pure genius!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! I'm like giving a freaking movie review. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally recommend everyone to go and buy it and watch it! It's such a tragic ending. But it's very interesting to watch!! And again, very very good performances. I hardly ever comment about performances, so you guys should trust me on this one.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can tell, i'm only posting this up for the sake of blogging. Heh Heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will blog again when i have time, i'm just too tired and lazy to do it now. I'm on like all my classmate's shoots and it's totally wearing me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My own shoot did not go so well. Boo! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not done shooting, but i have a feeling that it will all work out somehow :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-3884450895072039923?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/3884450895072039923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=3884450895072039923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/3884450895072039923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/3884450895072039923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/10/really-good-film.html' title='Really Good Film.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SPft7ZbrTaI/AAAAAAAABUY/8hVCf9ewOsk/s72-c/William-Shakespeares-Romeo-And-Juliet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-4108709805981626709</id><published>2008-10-02T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T19:40:42.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mirotic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SOWFZgpq-8I/AAAAAAAAA9M/qvSe80Swozo/s1600-h/DBSK3-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SOWFZgpq-8I/AAAAAAAAA9M/qvSe80Swozo/s320/DBSK3-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252751213705493442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so not the right time to do this but i just had to share the happiness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;DongBang&lt;/span&gt; boys are backkkk! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Sexier&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; more beautiful&lt;/span&gt; than everrr!! With a better song than Purple Line!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Mirotic&lt;/span&gt;!! Woot Woot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for my thesis shoot to end so that i can start stalking them again! Wheeeeee :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-4108709805981626709?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/4108709805981626709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=4108709805981626709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/4108709805981626709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/4108709805981626709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/10/mirotic.html' title='Mirotic.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SOWFZgpq-8I/AAAAAAAAA9M/qvSe80Swozo/s72-c/DBSK3-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-994681692039025408</id><published>2008-09-26T14:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T22:37:29.748-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>A Glimpse of Me.</title><content type='html'>I wrote an entry in my Journal today. Yes. I have a Journal. I'm a nerd. It's how i communicate with God and i've been very blessed and it kinda opens my eyes to His greatness. I totally encourage everyone to do it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i re-read it and i felt that i should post up a small portion of it here. Just a small bit ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can’t believe how amazing you are. How humble and gracious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;“I know  you love me.” It’s from a song. And it hit me, 87% of the time, I really don’t know if you love me. Of course, I understand your love but it’s all only in theory. But then again, in the little moments in life when I experience what I call “The Epiphany”, you are really magnified and wonderful and amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;I don’t understand you and I don’t think that I ever will. Maybe somehow, there is beauty in that. You amaze me but yet I don’t know how. You leave me to bring me home. You hurt me to cure me. You make me foolish to give me wisdom. That’s how beautiful you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Your love never ends and never fails. Your wisdom and your ways are beyond comprehension. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; you will move mountains for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;I feel foolish to have ever faltered or doubted you. I feel ashamed that sometimes I don’t trust your love. And I feel sorry that each time I do these things, it breaks your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. So that was it. I hope it encouraged you like it encouraged me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-994681692039025408?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/994681692039025408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=994681692039025408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/994681692039025408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/994681692039025408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/09/glimpse-of-me.html' title='A Glimpse of Me.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-9150239569451148467</id><published>2008-09-24T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T22:23:10.665-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Falling Slowly.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Omg! I looooove HyunJoong &amp;amp; HwangBo! You guys won't know what i'm talking about but it's like a Korean Reality TV kinda show where celebrities are like paired up and they have to pretend that they are a married couple. The show is called "We Got Married". And you get to see all the sweet things the "husbands" will do for the "wives". It's so sweeeeeeeet! Makes me feel like getting married to a stranger! Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, HyunJoong sang this song for HwangBo. I used to love love love this song. It was like on loop in my playlist. Hehehe. The lyrics are so extremely sweet. So.. random stranger.. hello there! If you want to marry me, you know what to do ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Falling Slowly - Glen Hansard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I don't know you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; But I want you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; All the more for that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Words fall through me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; And always fool me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; And I can't react&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; And games that never amount&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; To more than they're meant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Will play themselves out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Take this sinking boat and point it home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; We've still got time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; You've made it now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Falling slowly, eyes that know me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; And I can't go back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Moods that take me and erase me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; And I'm painted black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; You have suffered enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; And warred with yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; It's time that you won&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Take this sinking boat and point it home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; We've still got time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; You've made it now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Take this sinking boat and point it home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; We've still got time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; You've made it now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Falling slowly sing your melody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; I'll sing along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glen Hansard was at NYFA! He just graduated when i got there! I got to see him a few times.. and he even talked to me once and i didn't know who he was so i was like kinda rude. Heh. It was a rough day. But yeahh.. still cool.. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i dunno why i keep blogging about stupid random stuff. Gotta stop. Heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I is super sleepy now. Gotta sleep. Nite nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Feed my cbox plz. I think he is hungry :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-9150239569451148467?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/9150239569451148467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=9150239569451148467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/9150239569451148467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/9150239569451148467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/09/falling-slowly.html' title='Falling Slowly.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-744184985045605394</id><published>2008-09-23T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T20:25:13.201-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tags'/><title type='text'>Sarah-fied..?</title><content type='html'>Is the title a requirement for the tag? Haha! I know it's not but i'm not gonna title it "I Love Tags!" anymore. Too many of that. Hehe. So once again, Sarah oh-so-wonderful Tay tagged me again! Whee! :) Double tagged by Alexa oh-so-cranky-at-the-moment Goh! Thanks guys! Me love you muchos! Heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here goes nothing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Name:&lt;/span&gt; Rachel Ong Wei Kim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Sisters:&lt;/span&gt; 1 and only Alina Ong Wei Lynn. Don't our names match very well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Brothers:&lt;/span&gt; None. But i would LOVE to have one. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Shoe size:&lt;/span&gt; 8 or 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Height:&lt;/span&gt; 164cm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Where do you live:&lt;/span&gt; New York City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Been on a plane:&lt;/span&gt; Yesh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Swam in the ocean:&lt;/span&gt; Nope but I will when i get to Bora Bora! Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Fallen asleep at school:&lt;/span&gt; Me? Nooooo. Okay people. You can stop rolling your eyes now. Yes of course i've fallen asleep in school! What type of silly question is this? Bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Broken someone's heart:&lt;/span&gt; I don't think so. I hope not. Being heart-broken is painful. Boo heart breaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Fell off your chair:&lt;/span&gt; Yes. As many have witnessed. That's how the brain damage came about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Saved e-mails:&lt;/span&gt; Yesssssss :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;What is your room like:&lt;/span&gt; Right now, messy! Give me a month, and it will be neat and clean again! Promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Believe in love at first sight:&lt;/span&gt; Yes :) But it depends what your definition of love is. heh heh heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who was / were the last person(s)..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;You danced with:&lt;/span&gt; Anthony. Ska dance! Ska ska ska! Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Last made you smile:&lt;/span&gt; God and his humor. Funny dude. Funny dude indeed. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today did you..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Talk to someone you like:&lt;/span&gt; Always. I only talk to people that I like. Muahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Kissed anyone:&lt;/span&gt; Nope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Get sick:&lt;/span&gt; Does a headache count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Talk to an ex:&lt;/span&gt; Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Miss someone:&lt;/span&gt; Yes indeed :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Eat:&lt;/span&gt; Yes! Yes! Yes! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Is there a person who is on your mind now:&lt;/span&gt; Yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you want children:&lt;/span&gt; Hmm.. depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you like your hand-writing:&lt;/span&gt; Sometimes. Not really. But when i do, i'll admire it for a good long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Are your toe nails painted:&lt;/span&gt; Unfortunately not. Sad. Who wants to paint them for me? Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Whose bed other than yours would you rather sleep in:&lt;/span&gt; My malaysian bed counted? Heh.. Or else i want a princess' bed.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;When did you cry last: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Not long ago. I'm not giving out time frames! Hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Are you a friendly person:&lt;/span&gt; Haha! Depends.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Where is the person you have feelings for right now:&lt;/span&gt; He's everywhere!! Bahh! Scared? He's right next to you as you read this! Muahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Have you ever crawled through a window:&lt;/span&gt; Oh of course! Have you not? It's the most joy you can experience! I kid you not. All the anxiety and excitement of not knowing whether you can make it through. And then, "Bloop!" You're on the other side! It's great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Can you handle the truth:&lt;/span&gt; I guess so. If it hurts, it takes a long long time. But if it's about me looking ugly or not. I'll be fine. Don't worry.&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Who was the last person you cried in front of:&lt;/span&gt; Addison my blue teddy. And Germ my pink pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;How many people can you say you've really love: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Just a few, i suppose. But then again, it depends on what kind of love you're talking about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you eat healthy:&lt;/span&gt; I try. I try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you still have pictures of you &amp;amp; your ex:&lt;/span&gt; This question is irrelevent. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Have you ever cried because of something someone said to you:&lt;/span&gt; Yes. Harsh words &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt; break me :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt; Are you loud or quiet most of the time:&lt;/span&gt; Quiet i guess. But suuuuuper loud when i'm excited/ happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Are you confident:&lt;/span&gt; Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Are you controlling:&lt;/span&gt; Hmm.. don't think so.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;5 things I was doing 10 years ago -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Swimming a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going for PTS night classes where i made most of my closest friends now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Moving to Kelana Jaya. It was a sad time for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being naughty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watching a whole lot of cartoons?&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;5 things I would do if I were a billionaire -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buy a house in NYC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Direct a film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buy things for my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buy things for people I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Start a charity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;5 jobs I've had -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Promoter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Receptionist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Customer Service Assistant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Retail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hostess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 people I tag&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Alina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Helena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Leann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sandra&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woot! I'm done! Time to take a shower. Good night, world! Don't miss me too much! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-744184985045605394?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/744184985045605394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=744184985045605394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/744184985045605394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/744184985045605394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/09/sarah-fied.html' title='Sarah-fied..?'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-2787445519439137094</id><published>2008-09-20T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T23:35:21.204-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Things I Feel Like Doing...</title><content type='html'>And I NEED these things to be sane.. HooHooHoo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SNVAB3-vXVI/AAAAAAAAA8s/zaKsioeogAE/s1600-h/sweet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SNVAB3-vXVI/AAAAAAAAA8s/zaKsioeogAE/s320/sweet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248171341721328978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jumping into someone's arms. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Kim Junsu&lt;/span&gt;'s preferably. Or maybe &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Wang Lee Hom&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Park YooChun&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Jung YunHo&lt;/span&gt;? Anyone? HehHeh&lt;br /&gt;*Edit* I'm jumping into &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;God's&lt;/span&gt; arms! It's the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;safest and warmest&lt;/span&gt; place to be. Better than any good-looking boy :)&lt;br /&gt;Done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SNVACJ3undI/AAAAAAAAA80/a9PfBaTnjHk/s1600-h/absolut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SNVACJ3undI/AAAAAAAAA80/a9PfBaTnjHk/s320/absolut.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248171346523758034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Absolut Raspberry = Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Edit* Uhh.. Still waiting for someone to give me the ka-ching! $$$&lt;br /&gt;*Wink Wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-2787445519439137094?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/2787445519439137094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=2787445519439137094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/2787445519439137094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/2787445519439137094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/09/things-i-feel-like-doing.html' title='Things I Feel Like Doing...'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SNVAB3-vXVI/AAAAAAAAA8s/zaKsioeogAE/s72-c/sweet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-5928221986092641796</id><published>2008-09-20T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T11:37:43.893-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>I and You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I Funny?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Noooooo.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;You Funny.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;You Funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ok. You can stop now.&lt;br /&gt;Stop i said. Stop. Stop. Stop!&lt;br /&gt;Oh no. I think i have mental illness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-5928221986092641796?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/5928221986092641796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=5928221986092641796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/5928221986092641796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/5928221986092641796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-and-you.html' title='I and You.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-7093983189121985407</id><published>2008-09-18T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T18:51:47.292-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Unrequited Love.</title><content type='html'>I've been blogging waaaay too much. But I found something worth blogging about today. Don't worry.. It's not nonsense like&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Bunnies&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Smelly Socks&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was doing research for my Thesis and I found some really cool stuff about &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;unrequited love&lt;/span&gt; that i thought i should blog about. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote from a Japanese poet, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Ōtomo no Yakamochi&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Better never to have met you in my dream than to wake and reach for hands that are not there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse from &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Abraham Cowley&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dd&gt;"A mighty pain to love it is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;And 'tis a pain that pain to miss;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;But of all pains, the greatest pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;It is to love, but love in vain."&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;Poem by &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Robert Burns&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dd&gt;"Anna, thy charms my bosom fire,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;And waste my soul with care;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;But ah! how bootless to admire,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;When fated to despair!&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Yet in thy presence, lovely Fair,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;To hope may be forgiven;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;For sure 'twere impious to despair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;So much in sight of heaven."&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;TeeHee! Isn't it beautiful and sweet yet extremely sad at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed another one of my random nonsense! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-7093983189121985407?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/7093983189121985407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=7093983189121985407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/7093983189121985407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/7093983189121985407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/09/unrequited-love.html' title='Unrequited Love.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-2035877954865243128</id><published>2008-09-17T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T19:43:02.903-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Smelly Socks.</title><content type='html'>So.. I was really bored and stressed coz i can't think of any new ideas for my Thesis Film. So i decided to blog. Hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking about what i should blog about. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Purple pigs?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Orange Pandas?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Pink Lions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it hit me like a cannonball! I should blog about&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; smelly socks!&lt;/span&gt; Absolutely brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SNG9dkPByUI/AAAAAAAAA8k/LzzhRFsz028/s1600-h/smelly+socks.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SNG9dkPByUI/AAAAAAAAA8k/LzzhRFsz028/s320/smelly+socks.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247183356503902530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You know.. Sometimes when there's a party and the weather is so hot and humid, the moment everyone takes off their shoes, especially when it is done simultaneously, you get that stench.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That crazy "Who farted and burped after eating &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Durian&lt;/span&gt;??!!" stench.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's smelly socks! I tell you.. Those things can kill. You know what we need? A special spray. A spray or a gel that can get rid of the smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did God create us this way? So that the world will be a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;more interesting&lt;/span&gt; place? Hmm.. Maybe it's just so that when we have nothing to do.. we can &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;blog about it&lt;/span&gt;! Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not to worry, people with &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;smelly feet&lt;/span&gt;! It's not as bad as having &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;hairy ears &lt;/span&gt;coz no one can pinpoint you!! Muahahaha!! (no offense to people with hairy ears. you guys are very special. it is rare.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's all i have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata for now. Or as Tigger likes to say, "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;TTFN&lt;/span&gt;!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-2035877954865243128?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/2035877954865243128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=2035877954865243128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/2035877954865243128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/2035877954865243128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/09/smelly-socks.html' title='Smelly Socks.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SNG9dkPByUI/AAAAAAAAA8k/LzzhRFsz028/s72-c/smelly+socks.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-6911384005442660239</id><published>2008-09-15T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T22:23:13.298-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Seven Bunnies Are Funnier Than One Bunny.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SM8jviBivtI/AAAAAAAAA8M/-SU51BzA1pQ/s1600-h/bunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SM8jviBivtI/AAAAAAAAA8M/-SU51BzA1pQ/s320/bunny.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246451390404017874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunnies are so &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;cute&lt;/span&gt;. Don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best thing is.. They're &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;funny &lt;/span&gt;too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine.. A little bunny.. Looking to the right and to the left. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;"Bop Bop"&lt;/span&gt;, its head goes. And then &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;"Sniff Sniff"&lt;/span&gt;, its tiny &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; nose twitters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with a giant leap of faith, the bunny jumps!&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; "Boink Boink Boink"&lt;/span&gt;, it goes! With the wind blowing by it's long ears. Then &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Boop!&lt;/span&gt; There is a sparkle in the bunny's eyes! Its eyes are wide open in shock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It waits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it looks around. When it is certain that no one is watching, it giggles because the wind in its ears was too ticklish to handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lady in a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; red dress&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;red heels&lt;/span&gt; walks by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bunny uses its paws(?) to cover its mouth.&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt; "Oh nooo, I cannot be seen laughing!"&lt;/span&gt; it thinks to itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady bends over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"Why look at that! What a cute bunny!!"&lt;/span&gt; and squeals in excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunny rolls its eyes and bounces away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now..... imagine that times &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;!! Muahahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! There is really no point to this post except to prove to the world that i'm a little crazy and weird =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm really tired. Can I not be? Please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-6911384005442660239?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/6911384005442660239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=6911384005442660239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/6911384005442660239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/6911384005442660239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/09/seven-bunnies-are-funnier-than-one.html' title='Seven Bunnies Are Funnier Than One Bunny.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SM8jviBivtI/AAAAAAAAA8M/-SU51BzA1pQ/s72-c/bunny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-9205030727941466255</id><published>2008-09-12T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T21:23:13.544-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tags'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Another One.</title><content type='html'>Sorry guys! In the mood for procrastinating. So i'm doing yet another Tag. Heh Heh. This time, Thanks Ms Leann! (Miss you like crazy! Don't be so stressed, okay? :))&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;6 Things I'm Passionate About:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;.God&lt;br /&gt;.Film&lt;br /&gt;.Family&lt;br /&gt;.Friends&lt;br /&gt;.Adventures&lt;br /&gt;.Fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;6 Things I Say Too Often:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;.Serious?&lt;br /&gt;.OhMyGawd!&lt;br /&gt;.Heh Heh&lt;br /&gt;.Yay!&lt;br /&gt;.Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;.That's craaaaazy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;6 Books I've Read Recently :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;.Searching For God Knows What (Excellent Read! Highly Recommended!)&lt;br /&gt;.The Symposium (Working on it. Funny!)&lt;br /&gt;.Desire (Gooooood if you're a fan of John Eldredge)&lt;br /&gt;.Visual Story (I'm on the 5th page. Heh.)&lt;br /&gt;.Sense&amp;amp;Sensibility (Kept reading the same chapter over and over again. Don't know why.)&lt;br /&gt;.Sacred Romance (Working on it. Boring. No offense.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Songs That I Can Listen To Again and Again:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;.Cannonball by Damien Rice&lt;br /&gt;.My Heaven Said by Wilber Pan&lt;br /&gt;.Every New Day by Five Iron Frenzy&lt;br /&gt;.Zhuan Ji by Wilber Pan&lt;br /&gt;.Any Clazziquai Song&lt;br /&gt;.Any Jay Chou Song&lt;br /&gt;.The Hush Sound is always good :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;.This list can go on but i'm going to stop right after i say Dave Martel. Dave Martel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Things I Learned In The Past Year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;.I absolutely LOVE Film (Thank you, God!)&lt;br /&gt;.Directing&lt;br /&gt;.Camera&lt;br /&gt;.Sound&lt;br /&gt;.Lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;.Grip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;6 Bloggers I Tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;.Sarah&lt;br /&gt;.Alexa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.Sara&lt;br /&gt;.Alina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;.Jojo&lt;br /&gt;.Shell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note.. I feel like a Margarita!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SMs8uMU0VSI/AAAAAAAAA78/K9i4ZQuK_m4/s1600-h/BlueMargarita2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SMs8uMU0VSI/AAAAAAAAA78/K9i4ZQuK_m4/s320/BlueMargarita2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245352955283264802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* Why must i be 21 to buy drinks here in NY??!! How frustrating!! &gt;.&lt; Some places sell Margaritas for $5! I kid you not. But they always check ID. Boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SMs_mbTj-SI/AAAAAAAAA8E/pV2wjj3LWlg/s1600-h/ska.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SMs_mbTj-SI/AAAAAAAAA8E/pV2wjj3LWlg/s320/ska.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245356120400460066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the crazy ska dance i was talking about. It really looks like that when you start dancing! Fun Fun Fun!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all the randomness in me for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, world!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Hugs&amp;amp;Kisses*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-9205030727941466255?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/9205030727941466255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=9205030727941466255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/9205030727941466255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/9205030727941466255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-one.html' title='Another One.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SMs8uMU0VSI/AAAAAAAAA78/K9i4ZQuK_m4/s72-c/BlueMargarita2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-636241531293601141</id><published>2008-09-11T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T10:19:26.889-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tags'/><title type='text'>I Love Tags!</title><content type='html'>Yes. As if i don't say it enough. Heh. Thanks Ms Sarah Tay!! Whee!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about marriage though. Eek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. At what age you wish to marry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Before 30...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Are you straight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I would like to think so ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you smoke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;No.. And you can't make me!!! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What are the things that interest you now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Ska Dance! "We Got Married", the TV Show.. Awesome Awesome!! (Sarah Tay, you should watch it!! Haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. List out two things that you'd like to do now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Ska Dance! Watch the latest episode "We Got Married"!! Randomly burst out in song!! Oops! Listed 3 things! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. How old are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What is the latest thing you bought with your own money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you believe in love at first sight ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Err.. Do you know who you're asking?! Of course i do!! But then when i get to know the person and he sucks.. I'll get over it! Haha.. It's not really love.. but i do have the urge marry every single good-looking celebrity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Currently into?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Refer to Question 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Getting married is going to heaven or grave?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Ugh. Heaven i guess. Why would a person want to get married if it's going to the grave. But yeahh.. I guess constant companionship is pretty nice :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How many kids do you want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;2-3  i guess. Adopted maybe. Heh heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Are you in love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Can't say that i am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Where is the latest restaurant you have dinner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Big Daddy's! It's not really a restaurant. More like a diner. But for Malaysian standards, it's a restaurant. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Name the latest book you bought?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Visual Story. I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you believe in open book test?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;No. What's the point then? But i DO believe in it when i did not study the night before. Heh Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Chocolate or Strawberry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Right now.. Strawberry. Coz i just had an overload of chocolate. Ask me again later, it'll probably be chocolate. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Name the first person that comes into your mind now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Alex from Clazziquai. (My ideal husband from "We Got Married")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. The most exciting place you want to go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Bora Bora! I'm hoping that if I say it enough, it might actually come true. Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Which quality is more important in a lover. Looks or personality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Personality!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What kind of wedding do you want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;A special one. Definitely outdoors! Maybe have some wild animals there, like lions and pandas. And have people juggling fire on the side and eating swords or whatever. And all the guests should be wearing Red and/ or White. And ushering in the guests, are monkeys who will hand everyone a Red Rose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Hahaha! I totally made that up! &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ooh that's it for the Tag! Niceee. Need to stop procrastinating and get some work done. Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-636241531293601141?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/636241531293601141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=636241531293601141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/636241531293601141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/636241531293601141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-love-tags.html' title='I Love Tags!'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-4600706905132950676</id><published>2008-09-03T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T11:05:21.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye, My Baby.</title><content type='html'>Last year, around this time, I met &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;2 fabulous people&lt;/span&gt; who loved &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;food&lt;/span&gt; as much as i do. We nicknamed ourselves after tastes. I think you should understand how much &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;we LOVE food&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after many tiring days in college and crazy moments, we came up with &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;the most fantastic plan&lt;/span&gt;! (Alexa, i still remember our conversation about it in the noodle shop! Hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is how we gave birth to our baby, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Food Busters&lt;/span&gt;! It's s food club, we go around town as a big group to look for&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; yummy yummy food&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had such &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;big plans&lt;/span&gt; for the club. We even wanted to go to &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Penang&lt;/span&gt; for food! *Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;We wanted &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;T-shirts&lt;/span&gt;. That's how much we loved the club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SL7NPCimBbI/AAAAAAAAA6A/WJNnvdHeKRM/s1600-h/P8260220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SL7NPCimBbI/AAAAAAAAA6A/WJNnvdHeKRM/s320/P8260220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241852674569536946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our promotional sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SL7NPqu65PI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/-9DbXK1gNEQ/s1600-h/P9160046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SL7NPqu65PI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/-9DbXK1gNEQ/s320/P9160046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241852685358654706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Almost 20 people showed up for our first outing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SL7NPRN2HbI/AAAAAAAAA6I/j7uXO4P_9J4/s1600-h/P9160047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SL7NPRN2HbI/AAAAAAAAA6I/j7uXO4P_9J4/s320/P9160047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241852678509043122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had Pan Mee!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SL7NP6HDwAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/Q3pm1lyxjZ8/s1600-h/PA240001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SL7NP6HDwAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/Q3pm1lyxjZ8/s320/PA240001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241852689486430210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was the 2nd outing where only 4 people showed up.&lt;br /&gt;2 of which were the presidents of the club -.-&lt;br /&gt;We even got lost on the way there. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SL7NQEi0yfI/AAAAAAAAA6g/6GIjU4gr6zk/s1600-h/PA240008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SL7NQEi0yfI/AAAAAAAAA6g/6GIjU4gr6zk/s320/PA240008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241852692287244786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our Haraboji eating Pan Mee for the first time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SL7Nn8_8fPI/AAAAAAAAA6o/JoMYOx1Zx9o/s1600-h/DSC00551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SL7Nn8_8fPI/AAAAAAAAA6o/JoMYOx1Zx9o/s320/DSC00551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241853102578760946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was the very LAST outing. About 10 people.&lt;br /&gt;Not bad. I took an extra long lunch break from work to be part of it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*Sigh* Now.. Our baby is being closed down because we are being scattered all around the world. Boo-Hoo! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;We killed our baby! &lt;/span&gt;Sorry, Mr Loh for letting you down! We were his 3 Musketeers.. Hehehe.. I feel so bad for disappointing him!! He had so much faith in us!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.. I just realized that we were in the same classes for only ONE semester. Doesn't it feel longer than that?! Crazyness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I miss you nonsense women! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;We shall meet in Paris!!&lt;/span&gt; Muahahahaha!! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Joash&lt;/span&gt;, videographer for Food Busters, please send the stuff to Alexa! She's gonna cry! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*whispers* you lost it, didn't you? heh heh heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-4600706905132950676?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/4600706905132950676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=4600706905132950676' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/4600706905132950676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/4600706905132950676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/09/bye-bye-my-baby.html' title='Bye Bye, My Baby.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SL7NPCimBbI/AAAAAAAAA6A/WJNnvdHeKRM/s72-c/P8260220.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-2622225816187299524</id><published>2008-08-27T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T16:37:12.823-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='banana kaya pizza'/><title type='text'>Cool Analogy.</title><content type='html'>You guys should know how i'm a great believer of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;doing what you feel like doing&lt;/span&gt;. And&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;making the choices you need to make to be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Yada. Yada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know what i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;really hate&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People that abuse their free will &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;in the expense of another person's emotions&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you guys know what i'm talking about.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;I came up with an analogy&lt;/span&gt;. whee! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate it when.. Say.. You're at a party and there's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;only one&lt;/span&gt; piece of &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;banana kaya pizza &lt;/span&gt;(you know, the super yummy one that is only available in Domino's Malaysia? *yum yum yum*)  left in a box. And you know that there's someone who &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;really wanted to eat it all night&lt;/span&gt;. I mean the person has been talking about eating that&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; banana kaya pizza&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;ALL night&lt;/span&gt;. And then, all of a sudden, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; feel like eating that &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;banana kaya pizza&lt;/span&gt;. And you just take it, all the while, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;knowing&lt;/span&gt; that this other person wants to eat  that &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;banana kaya pizza&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;real real bad&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;And you just take it&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would the other person feel? Coz i love food and my&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; banana kaya pizzas&lt;/span&gt;, I'll tell you for a fact that I'll be &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;superly extremely upset&lt;/span&gt;. I'm not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take that analogy and replace it with&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; item-of-desire&lt;/span&gt;. And if you were the one who was losing out,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; wouldn't you be upset&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But maybe not everyone feels that way. But i really really &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; people like the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;banana-kaya-pizza-stealer&lt;/span&gt;. And that's saying a lot because i don't &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hate &lt;/span&gt;people. I just &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;dislike&lt;/span&gt; them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Sweet analogy, huh?&lt;/span&gt; :) :) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-2622225816187299524?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/2622225816187299524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=2622225816187299524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/2622225816187299524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/2622225816187299524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/08/cool-analogy.html' title='Cool Analogy.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-711577975445490499</id><published>2008-08-26T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T22:26:52.176-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Woot!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hello people&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?! I &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;set a personal record&lt;/span&gt; today!! I ran &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;5 rounds&lt;/span&gt; around the big park behind my house!! whee!! According to my phone.. I ran &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;about 9km&lt;/span&gt;!! Muahahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could be better if i was in Malaysia though. I'm out of stamina coz i haven't exercised in so long! &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Boo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i could run 5 rounds today coz it's summer and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;the weather is super nice&lt;/span&gt;. But i tried running in winter and in spring.. and i got out of breath like after 3 rounds or so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing that I haven't ran in a long long time.. I'm gonna be &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;so so sore&lt;/span&gt; in a few hours.. &gt;.&lt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;But i'm still happy&lt;/span&gt;!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. Look at me.. Examining my exercise and all.. I'm just THAT bored sometime.. hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make the day even more fruitful and fulfilling.. I cut my toe nails, ate a plum, and i'm gonna do a tag!! muahahahaha! Thanks SaraH!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;1. Do you have secrets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Of course! Do you not have secrets? Hmm? Hmm? Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;2. If you'd have a dream come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;To direct a huge budget feature film :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;3. Do you believe in platonic relationships?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ooh.. definitely! But i definitely do not like being in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;gray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; area. If you get what i mean. Hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;4. Which is more blessed - to love or be loved?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Hmm.. This is hard. But i'm going for to be loved :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;5. How could you see yourself in 10 years time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Working. Enjoying what i do. Happy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;6. What do you think of the person who tagged you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Sarah. Fun, sweet, shopaholic, nice, awesome :) Babysitter of my hobo babies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;7. Would you give your all in a relationship?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Of course. I wouldn't be in one if i couldn't be bothered. Hence, maybe i won't ever be in one. Heh heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;8. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing that someone has done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;As many people have said, you can forgive but you can never forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'll definitely forgive. And i'll "forget" by never mentioning the horrible thing ever again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;9. Where is the one place you'd really like to travel to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Bora Bora!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;10. What's your opinion about someone who's jealous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Depends on the reason of jealousy. But most probably i'll be able to relate. So it's okay :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;11. What things would be the hardest for you to give up on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;God and candy. But I'll give up candy for God. It's all good :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;12. Would you rather be single and rich or married and poor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Single and rich. It doesn't say for the rest of my life.. I can be single and rich and find another single and rich... aaaand then.. get married! muahahaha! Am i a genius or what? =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Phew! Long post! I'm proud :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Loves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-711577975445490499?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/711577975445490499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=711577975445490499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/711577975445490499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/711577975445490499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/08/woot.html' title='Woot!!'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-5097677225576282883</id><published>2008-08-25T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T15:45:04.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post De-emo-fied.</title><content type='html'>I learned how to blog in chinese! Aren't I cool? eh? EhHh?? Hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiles for everyone!! :) :) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-5097677225576282883?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/5097677225576282883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=5097677225576282883' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/5097677225576282883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/5097677225576282883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-feel-like-im-being-punished.html' title='Post De-emo-fied.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-2220707691291778451</id><published>2008-08-24T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T17:04:17.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VBS</title><content type='html'>Disclaimer: I'm too lazy to upload pics today. I will upload when i'm less lazy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last week the church had Vacation Bible School (VBS) for kids in the neighborhood. It was a week long but i only got to help out for 2 days coz i only had 2 days off from school that week. It was a crazy week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was so so much fun getting to play with those kids. They have so much energy. There were like 56 of them, mind you. It was crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On one of the days i was there, i was in charge of arts and crafts. So i had to teach all of them how to make a bookmark. And all of a sudden, I'm the art teacher. Haha. They were so cute about it. About 10 of them came up to me and was like, "Rachel Rachel! Are you the art teacher?" And i didn't want to disappoint them so i was like, "Sure" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. What else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the last day, we had like lots of games and stuff and this little girl, her name was Jenny, asked me to play with her. And she was so cute about it. All the staff members didn't want to let me play coz i was a staff member too but Jenny would be like yelling "Let Rachel playyyyy!!!" She's so cute! And the staff were like giving me dirty looks! Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what really touched me was that at the end of the day, Jenny gave me a hug and was like "Rachel, I love you!" I was like... "Awwwwww!!!!" I didn't say that but i thought it. =P And she shared the prize she won with me.  She's so adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another kid that was really cute was Berry. He looks super blur but he's so adorable! And he's really good at drawing too! I have a crush on him. I kid you not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh.. I love kids! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK.. Tata for now.. Will post pics when i remeber. Heehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Ehh.. People! 我失戀了... This time is for real. Hehe. But i'm  happy at the same time. So it's all good. Loves :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-2220707691291778451?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/2220707691291778451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=2220707691291778451' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/2220707691291778451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/2220707691291778451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/08/vbs.html' title='VBS'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-1117796125328088713</id><published>2008-08-14T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T17:41:01.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I are stressed.</title><content type='html'>People! I'm so dead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not done writing my script!! How? How??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm shooting on the 6th of Oct!! How? How??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me Help me Help me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go back to Malaysiaaaaaaaa!! Boo-Hoo!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-1117796125328088713?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/1117796125328088713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=1117796125328088713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/1117796125328088713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/1117796125328088713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-are-stressed.html' title='I are stressed.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-2595589361131873686</id><published>2008-08-13T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T17:44:33.282-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tags'/><title type='text'>Tribute.</title><content type='html'>I've been tagged! &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Thanks Sarah&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;Reason to procrastinate.. Whee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;a. Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;b. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;c. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN, NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.&lt;br /&gt;d. Put any comments in the brackets after the song name.&lt;br /&gt;e. Put this on your blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The questions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. If someone says, “Is this okay?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Remember - DBSK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;[huh? doesn't make sense.. heh..]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. How would you describe yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I'm not worthy - Jay Chou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;[ouch! i don't feel that way at all :( ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. What do you like in a guy/girl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Bo Go Ship Da (I miss you) - Kim Bum Soo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;[uhh.. sure..]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4. How do you feel today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;City Traffic Puzzle - The Hush Sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;[Hmm.. Perhaps perhaps.. hehe]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5. What is your life’s purpose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;No One - Alicia Keys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;[Grrreeaat.. *rolls eyes* hehe]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6. What is your motto?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Everlasting God - Chris Tomlin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;[Finally! We've got a winner!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7. What do your friends think of you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;London Bridge - Fergie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;[Really, guys? Really?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8. What do you think of your parents?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Silence Me - Jeremy Camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;[HAHAHAHAHA!!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9. What do you think about very often?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Refiner's Fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;[Ehhh.. maaaybe.. hehe]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10. What is 2+2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Fashion Zombies!! - The Aquabats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;[Hahahaha.. This is funny!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11. What do you think of your best friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Midnight Bottle - Colbie Callait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;[Hey.. That's pretty trueee.. heh]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;12. What do you think of the person you like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Second Chance - Faber Drive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;[Uhh.. great.. heh.. it's true which makes it sad :( ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;13. What is your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Feelings Show - Colbie Callait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;[True. Too many Colbie Callait songs weii.. I shy]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;14. What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Wu Tiao Jian Wei Ni (Err.. No Requirements(?) For You.. Haha.. Stupid translation) - Fish Leong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;[Really weird.. but the translation made me laugh! Hahaha]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;15. What do you think of when you see the person you like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Easily Affected - Fergie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;[Yerrr.. It's Trueeeeee :( hahahahaha]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;16. What will you dance to at your wedding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;If I never - Maroon 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;[I don't want.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;17. What will they play at your funeral?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;How Gee - Big Bang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;[Definitely! Break it down at my funeral, yo! Hahaha]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;18. What is your hobby/interest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Promiscuous Girl - Nelly Furtado &amp;amp; Timbaland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;[Suuuuuure.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;19. What is your biggest fear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Life Goes On - Elisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;[No it's not! I like my life to go on! Really!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;20. What is your biggest secret?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Gold Rush - Tekken 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;[OMG. You guys found out! My biggest secret is that i have a Tekken 5 song on my playlist! hehe]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;21. What will you post this as?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Tribute - Tenacious D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;[Well.. that explains my title ;) ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;22. What song would you play during your first time having sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Mocha - Casker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;[Hey.. That's pretty sexy.. =P ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Okayy.. I'm tagging.. Ally, Sheryl, Jo, Leann, Helena, Shamay, Lin-dy.. and everyone who wants to do it.. *wink wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-2595589361131873686?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/2595589361131873686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=2595589361131873686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/2595589361131873686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/2595589361131873686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/08/tribute.html' title='Tribute.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-1408789644357683216</id><published>2008-08-07T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T00:10:29.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boo Hoo!</title><content type='html'>I was looking through &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;college pictures&lt;/span&gt;.. And I just wanted to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I MISS YOU GUYS!!!&lt;/span&gt; :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;That's all.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;No pics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-1408789644357683216?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/1408789644357683216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=1408789644357683216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/1408789644357683216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/1408789644357683216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/08/boo-hoo.html' title='Boo Hoo!'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-3651133975397830729</id><published>2008-07-31T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T18:25:33.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Hairstyle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SJJlessbGCI/AAAAAAAAA4w/tBJ_diY5rXA/s1600-h/Picture%2520005%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229353695398533154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SJJlessbGCI/AAAAAAAAA4w/tBJ_diY5rXA/s320/Picture%2520005%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a haircut! whee! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i dyed it too! The bottom is red.. but you can't see it in this pic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANd OMG!! Guess what?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know must tip like at least 15% to the hair stylist.. So i only gave like 10% and i feel so so soooooo bad! Coz my hairstylist was really really good! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know if i should ever go back.. So malu.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-3651133975397830729?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/3651133975397830729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=3651133975397830729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/3651133975397830729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/3651133975397830729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-hairstyle.html' title='New Hairstyle'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SJJlessbGCI/AAAAAAAAA4w/tBJ_diY5rXA/s72-c/Picture%2520005%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-8536385454484856475</id><published>2008-07-29T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T15:20:31.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teddy.</title><content type='html'>I woke up today from a phone call from Alina super early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I didn't get any sleep the whole night and I almost did not pick up the call at all. Now I wish that I didn't. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told me that Teddy died. He got bit by a giant dog and 5 minutes later, he stopped breathing.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't stop crying even after an hour I put down the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228563336151377458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SI-WpvDvJjI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/LNkxohKDWMM/s320/IMG_4974.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I miss Teddy. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss how he's always so happy to see me when I come home from anywhere. Even if i come home at 4 in the morning, he would sleepily walk out from wherever he is, to greet me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss how he was so smart and learnt so many tricks so quickly. I even miss how hyper he is all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss holding him and snuggling with him. I miss playing with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed him so much when I came here. Now, I'm never gonna see him ever again. I need to hug him :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, please let there be a doggy heaven. Please. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228563368175789362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SI-WrmW85TI/AAAAAAAAA4o/MgMpMz7fl7k/s320/teddy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-8536385454484856475?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/8536385454484856475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=8536385454484856475' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/8536385454484856475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/8536385454484856475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/07/teddy.html' title='Teddy.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SI-WpvDvJjI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/LNkxohKDWMM/s72-c/IMG_4974.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-6377825330866136814</id><published>2008-07-28T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T19:25:09.431-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>To Dean...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DEAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;STOP READING MY BLOG!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'M SERIOUS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just kidding!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for saying mean things about you on my blog.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok people! Disclaimer: Dean is awesome and nice! He is not mean! He probably hates asians but that's it! I swear.. Hehe.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-6377825330866136814?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/6377825330866136814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=6377825330866136814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/6377825330866136814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/6377825330866136814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/07/to-dean.html' title='To Dean...'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-2404378229930763893</id><published>2008-07-25T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T21:52:56.610-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tags'/><title type='text'>Tagged! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hmm.. Very time consuming! And very hard to answer.. Hehe.. But Funn!! Thanks Alexa! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Answer the questions below, do a Google Image search with your answer, take a picture from the first page of results, and do it with minimal words of explanation &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;2. Tag 5 other people to do the same once you’ve finished answering every question.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;---&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. The age you’ll be on your next birthday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqm8EGFefI/AAAAAAAAA4A/LCITCLtCa3g/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227173868338510322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqm8EGFefI/AAAAAAAAA4A/LCITCLtCa3g/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The Big Two "O" Babyyy!! Heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. A place you’d like to travel to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqm8RVE-DI/AAAAAAAAA4I/Atn0NCpWugQ/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227173871891052594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqm8RVE-DI/AAAAAAAAA4I/Atn0NCpWugQ/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Bora Bora!! Isn't it beautiful?! *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqmiY-_wCI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/d8QFzsWCXNM/s1600-h/2b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227173427269320738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqmiY-_wCI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/d8QFzsWCXNM/s320/2b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; 3. Your favourite place:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqmizz0JpI/AAAAAAAAA3g/LWBlPLF2_Cs/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227173434470180498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqmizz0JpI/AAAAAAAAA3g/LWBlPLF2_Cs/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Anywhere i can be by myself, away from the world, just for a while. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4. Your favourite food:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqmjMWeOTI/AAAAAAAAA3o/jTaiXDLLaNM/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227173441057995058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqmjMWeOTI/AAAAAAAAA3o/jTaiXDLLaNM/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sushi! Of course..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqmjORpMiI/AAAAAAAAA3w/t5GV7SZbPeo/s1600-h/4b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227173441574613538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqmjORpMiI/AAAAAAAAA3w/t5GV7SZbPeo/s320/4b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Tom Yam Goong! Ahh~ I miss eating it! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5. Your favourite pet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqmjbilOdI/AAAAAAAAA34/d7338Au22lk/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227173445135317458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqmjbilOdI/AAAAAAAAA34/d7338Au22lk/s320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Toy Poodle. Just like my baby, Teddy. Hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqmMDuRN2I/AAAAAAAAA2w/Ol5jZPP7Edo/s1600-h/5b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227173043604895586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqmMDuRN2I/AAAAAAAAA2w/Ol5jZPP7Edo/s320/5b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I always wanted a Pug. I don't care what anyone says.. They're the cutest things ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6. Your favourite colour combination:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqmMXhai0I/AAAAAAAAA24/Zpf4cbDohqA/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227173048919690050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqmMXhai0I/AAAAAAAAA24/Zpf4cbDohqA/s320/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Pink &amp;amp; Green :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqmMT4g90I/AAAAAAAAA3A/3y16a8ysyzI/s1600-h/6b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227173047942838082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqmMT4g90I/AAAAAAAAA3A/3y16a8ysyzI/s320/6b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; 7. Your favourite piece of clothing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqmMvkqrOI/AAAAAAAAA3I/pFDrB0Wwn_s/s1600-h/7c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227173055375781090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqmMvkqrOI/AAAAAAAAA3I/pFDrB0Wwn_s/s320/7c.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Loose, Plain T-Shirts.. They're so comfortable and they look good! hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqmMtv_BGI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/schMeltBBDE/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227173054886380642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqmMtv_BGI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/schMeltBBDE/s320/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Cargo Shorts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8. Your all-time favourite song:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIql00VzbrI/AAAAAAAAA2I/mXFpFJ6bLcU/s1600-h/8b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227172644338757298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIql00VzbrI/AAAAAAAAA2I/mXFpFJ6bLcU/s320/8b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I'm crapping on this one. But i chose White Flag by Dido. Hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9. Your favourite TV show:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIql05OzXHI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/nUrMsfTUk20/s1600-h/9b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227172645651569778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIql05OzXHI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/nUrMsfTUk20/s320/9b.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The OC! Not a lot of people are with me on this.. But it's awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIql1AIkWCI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/sfsG7rjYqCY/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227172647504468002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIql1AIkWCI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/sfsG7rjYqCY/s320/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10. First name of your significant other/crush:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIql1WHxMxI/AAAAAAAAA2g/0yIUE0Gwh18/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227172653406696210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIql1WHxMxI/AAAAAAAAA2g/0yIUE0Gwh18/s320/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;My significant other.. Hehe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIql1mktKdI/AAAAAAAAA2o/4ZX_FZ9lnFU/s1600-h/10.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227172657823033810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIql1mktKdI/AAAAAAAAA2o/4ZX_FZ9lnFU/s320/10.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11. The town in which you live:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqlQ9AQJWI/AAAAAAAAA1g/Gzn60fOv9fs/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227172028188992866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqlQ9AQJWI/AAAAAAAAA1g/Gzn60fOv9fs/s320/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;NYC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;12. Your screen name/nickname:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqlRHcIxnI/AAAAAAAAA1o/rrLYP16-31Q/s1600-h/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227172030990304882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqlRHcIxnI/AAAAAAAAA1o/rrLYP16-31Q/s320/12.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I typed in "raycheerache". This picture came up! I kid you not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;13. Your first job:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227175909940033506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqoy5p0d-I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/DsU7oRqn1zU/s320/receptionist310.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Receptionist. So boring! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqlRHCs9hI/AAAAAAAAA1w/c0Z0j2tV1lA/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;14. Your dream job:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqlRWrnMpI/AAAAAAAAA14/vnbrpiVR4gs/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227172035081745042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqlRWrnMpI/AAAAAAAAA14/vnbrpiVR4gs/s320/14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Director! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;15. A bad habit you have:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqkqMPYiJI/AAAAAAAAA04/1UQzznf3hYA/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227171362264090770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqkqMPYiJI/AAAAAAAAA04/1UQzznf3hYA/s320/15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Procrastinating. That's why i'm doing this Tag.. Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqkqBiQzBI/AAAAAAAAA1A/j3P1-ikJVhY/s1600-h/16b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227171359390485522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqkqBiQzBI/AAAAAAAAA1A/j3P1-ikJVhY/s320/16b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;16. Your worst fear:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227172034717140562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqlRVUrxlI/AAAAAAAAA2A/7nzX7aiyQ5o/s320/16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Being absolutely alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;17. The one thing you’d like to do before you die:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqkqfsjrqI/AAAAAAAAA1I/Xm7ZCsE0iks/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227171367486729890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqkqfsjrqI/AAAAAAAAA1I/Xm7ZCsE0iks/s320/17.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Bungee Jumping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqkqQRfZ7I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/pcvNqMRO-kg/s1600-h/17b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227171363346671538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqkqQRfZ7I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/pcvNqMRO-kg/s320/17b.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sky Diving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqkqjQ7Z6I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/gWOkVPEFPVI/s1600-h/17c.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227171368444585890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqkqjQ7Z6I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/gWOkVPEFPVI/s320/17c.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;---&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cool! I'm done.. hehe &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm gonna Tag..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alina, Sheryl, Helena, Jo &amp;amp; Leann!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-2404378229930763893?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/2404378229930763893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=2404378229930763893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/2404378229930763893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/2404378229930763893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/07/tagged.html' title='Tagged! :)'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIqm8EGFefI/AAAAAAAAA4A/LCITCLtCa3g/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-4557359813832534382</id><published>2008-07-23T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T19:25:26.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Past Week :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLOCK PARTY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The church had a block party on saturday. It's sort of a mini carnival thingy where people get to play games for free and they get free food while the church members performed on stage and stuff like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really fun! Too much to say.. So here's a picture spam of what happened. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfcenxiCXI/AAAAAAAAA0o/-TmGyyTWYbM/s1600-h/IMG_6162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226388311217670514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfcenxiCXI/AAAAAAAAA0o/-TmGyyTWYbM/s320/IMG_6162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to church like super early to set everything up. I helped out with the balloons. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfce2rlYCI/AAAAAAAAA0w/t6lFhSIlMjQ/s1600-h/IMG_6163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226388315219255330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfce2rlYCI/AAAAAAAAA0w/t6lFhSIlMjQ/s320/IMG_6163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ta-Da!! Our wonderful creation. Mary is a genius for organizing the balloons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfcEDeFTSI/AAAAAAAAA0A/g1AqY1FzmbM/s1600-h/IMG_6174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226387854795820322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfcEDeFTSI/AAAAAAAAA0A/g1AqY1FzmbM/s320/IMG_6174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The band started practising early as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfcEhKsEHI/AAAAAAAAA0I/B0iYtaSqKn4/s1600-h/IMG_6180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226387862767538290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfcEhKsEHI/AAAAAAAAA0I/B0iYtaSqKn4/s320/IMG_6180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was one of the games. Go figure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfcExpSbAI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/uSsI4WSkDu4/s1600-h/IMG_6183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226387867190848514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfcExpSbAI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/uSsI4WSkDu4/s320/IMG_6183.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Highlight of the day: Cotton candy! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfcFCdp64I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/C5MjXudrYOA/s1600-h/IMG_6184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226387871705459586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfcFCdp64I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/C5MjXudrYOA/s320/IMG_6184.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cotton candy machine &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfcFmc5gjI/AAAAAAAAA0g/yKxansJhVb0/s1600-h/IMG_6185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226387881365963314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfcFmc5gjI/AAAAAAAAA0g/yKxansJhVb0/s320/IMG_6185.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cotton Candy Crewww!! Whee! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfbjqMMa4I/AAAAAAAAAzY/rfQmpJArqKE/s1600-h/IMG_6190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226387298254089090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfbjqMMa4I/AAAAAAAAAzY/rfQmpJArqKE/s320/IMG_6190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me, making the cotton candy. Tee-Hee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfbj0FSZsI/AAAAAAAAAzg/2A9Gw_qt2rA/s1600-h/IMG_6192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226387300909475522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfbj0FSZsI/AAAAAAAAAzg/2A9Gw_qt2rA/s320/IMG_6192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pastor Jason &amp;amp; Me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfbkUFY9vI/AAAAAAAAAzo/fdoYg63EyZk/s1600-h/IMG_6206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226387309499840242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfbkUFY9vI/AAAAAAAAAzo/fdoYg63EyZk/s320/IMG_6206.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The English Service performance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfbkumoHjI/AAAAAAAAAzw/wBVzJ41L058/s1600-h/IMG_6202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226387316618567218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfbkumoHjI/AAAAAAAAAzw/wBVzJ41L058/s320/IMG_6202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfbk8V0FTI/AAAAAAAAAz4/EofFu7jIM_I/s1600-h/IMG_6210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226387320306144562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfbk8V0FTI/AAAAAAAAAz4/EofFu7jIM_I/s320/IMG_6210.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;See how many people came! :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfathw1duI/AAAAAAAAAyw/mvbj8KvDbHA/s1600-h/IMG_6211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226386368278918882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfathw1duI/AAAAAAAAAyw/mvbj8KvDbHA/s320/IMG_6211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's Daniel. Taking a picture of me taking a picture of him. Or vice versa. Ah-ha! HEhe.. Got your brains wrecked over that one huh? =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRODUCTION WORKSHOP.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today was like the 2nd production workshop we've had with the SRII camera. It's our last one too! I dunno whether to be sad or happy. Anyway, don't think anyone will care/ know what i'm talking about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dean Smith (there are 2 Deans in my class) was the director and I was the Director of Photography aka Cameraman. Whee! That's the best job everrrr!! hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OK.. Time for.. Picture Spammmm!! =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfat1lXpxI/AAAAAAAAAy4/4xp5d081PLs/s1600-h/IMG_6221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226386373599536914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfat1lXpxI/AAAAAAAAAy4/4xp5d081PLs/s320/IMG_6221.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Janek was my Assistant Camera (AC). He's awesome! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfauCyS_SI/AAAAAAAAAzA/I07KqZMl6sU/s1600-h/IMG_6223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226386377143418146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfauCyS_SI/AAAAAAAAAzA/I07KqZMl6sU/s320/IMG_6223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfauQ-OYgI/AAAAAAAAAzI/5QDph9U6-BE/s1600-h/IMG_6236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226386380951544322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfauQ-OYgI/AAAAAAAAAzI/5QDph9U6-BE/s320/IMG_6236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfaugoO1rI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/VcYz46DMTxw/s1600-h/IMG_6247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226386385154266802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfaugoO1rI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/VcYz46DMTxw/s320/IMG_6247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfZmEtvBXI/AAAAAAAAAyI/mmDmGn8ePJw/s1600-h/IMG_6253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226385140710573426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfZmEtvBXI/AAAAAAAAAyI/mmDmGn8ePJw/s320/IMG_6253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mune and Asha fooling around with the camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfZnkFfoaI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/ItU2uGo8KFs/s1600-h/IMG_6256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226385166311596450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfZnkFfoaI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/ItU2uGo8KFs/s320/IMG_6256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me on the Spider Dolly! Muahahahaha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After taking like 5 rehearsals and 5 shots on the spider dolly.. Not so fun anymore.. Even when nobody is moving, I still feel my head moving.! Heh..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfZn8HtUYI/AAAAAAAAAyY/uWk37tnMego/s1600-h/IMG_6258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226385172763332994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfZn8HtUYI/AAAAAAAAAyY/uWk37tnMego/s320/IMG_6258.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Last shot of the day. Phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfZojK4WNI/AAAAAAAAAyg/lIH9VnPB5Gk/s1600-h/IMG_6273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226385183245621458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfZojK4WNI/AAAAAAAAAyg/lIH9VnPB5Gk/s320/IMG_6273.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Sound Crew. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Omg!! Guess what happpened at the end of the day that made me reeeeaaally upset?! I was like taking pictures and stuff coz like.. you know.. i like doing that and Dean said.. "Hey Rachel, You're really living up to the Asian reputation, huh?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was like...... OMG! OUchhhh! Am i really thaaaaat asian?! &lt;em&gt;Geez.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess I am. I like being asian. But don't &lt;strong&gt;categorize&lt;/strong&gt; me!!! Gawwwwd! So annoying. Still love him though. But gahhh!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfZqPXl2XI/AAAAAAAAAyo/xIfc3hn7vB4/s1600-h/IMG_6276.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;---&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Wahhhhh.. I blogged! Hehehe.. aren't you guys proud of me? huh? huh? =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It's just coz i'm procrastinating from doing my thesis script.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Boo-Hoooo! I miss everyone back home!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Love!! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-4557359813832534382?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/4557359813832534382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=4557359813832534382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/4557359813832534382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/4557359813832534382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/07/past-week.html' title='The Past Week :)'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SIfcenxiCXI/AAAAAAAAA0o/-TmGyyTWYbM/s72-c/IMG_6162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-102218166692217394</id><published>2008-07-10T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T11:22:24.053-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><title type='text'>Happenings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Happenings. Happenings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here goes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Summer is hereeeee.. and what do we do in summer? Have picnics!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SHZPl6OSeXI/AAAAAAAAAxg/tuwsuykYoIw/s1600-h/IMG_5941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221448330685610354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SHZPl6OSeXI/AAAAAAAAAxg/tuwsuykYoIw/s320/IMG_5941.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Buffet picnic? I don't know what to call it. hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SHZPmfrwtlI/AAAAAAAAAxo/vxMqBoM7T4E/s1600-h/IMG_5944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221448340741338706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SHZPmfrwtlI/AAAAAAAAAxo/vxMqBoM7T4E/s320/IMG_5944.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Quah siblings! Don't they look alike? heh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SHZPm6dnu8I/AAAAAAAAAxw/Env7Yq7i3NI/s1600-h/IMG_5946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221448347929787330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SHZPm6dnu8I/AAAAAAAAAxw/Env7Yq7i3NI/s320/IMG_5946.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After eating, we went canoe-ing! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SHZPnFBgFeI/AAAAAAAAAx4/BeQKgte-FXI/s1600-h/IMG_5949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221448350764635618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SHZPnFBgFeI/AAAAAAAAAx4/BeQKgte-FXI/s320/IMG_5949.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whee! Don't i look cool?! hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SHZNulaSi2I/AAAAAAAAAw4/UWq-EOztemc/s1600-h/IMG_5974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221446280694369122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SHZNulaSi2I/AAAAAAAAAw4/UWq-EOztemc/s320/IMG_5974.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 3 of us again. heh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SHZNvFDtCxI/AAAAAAAAAxA/l8IQDFtBhlI/s1600-h/IMG_5980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221446289189571346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SHZNvFDtCxI/AAAAAAAAAxA/l8IQDFtBhlI/s320/IMG_5980.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After canoe-ing, when we're all wet and gross and Stan lost his underpants! hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SHZNvwYPA9I/AAAAAAAAAxI/dCDANUvrWTo/s1600-h/IMG_5993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221446300818408402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SHZNvwYPA9I/AAAAAAAAAxI/dCDANUvrWTo/s320/IMG_5993.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we went to play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SHZNwCz60LI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/n0deZ3XPxts/s1600-h/IMG_5994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221446305766363314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SHZNwCz60LI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/n0deZ3XPxts/s320/IMG_5994.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well.. Not really. hehehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ok.. too lazy to post more pics. Sorry. =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;---&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And i saw the Gay Pride Parade! Boy, are they a bunch of happy people! It was fun to watch! Heee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SHZNwnncqWI/AAAAAAAAAxY/3tUpU0hPvg8/s1600-h/IMG_6035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221446315646167394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SHZNwnncqWI/AAAAAAAAAxY/3tUpU0hPvg8/s320/IMG_6035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ---&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sebastian left. :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Booo-Hoooo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SHZLlosTyuI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/s-EruDQxKP4/s1600-h/IMG_6072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221443927933176546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SHZLlosTyuI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/s-EruDQxKP4/s320/IMG_6072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then.. summer fun again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBQ at Candice &amp;amp; June's! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221444051598942242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SHZLs1YhoCI/AAAAAAAAAwY/Zcdkza9s8mw/s320/IMG_6081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SHZLtXUyjJI/AAAAAAAAAwg/HbT7SDOWCoE/s1600-h/IMG_6085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221444060710079634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SHZLtXUyjJI/AAAAAAAAAwg/HbT7SDOWCoE/s320/IMG_6085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SHZLvIR8ZeI/AAAAAAAAAwo/NmknrA-dR6o/s1600-h/IMG_6088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221444091031348706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SHZLvIR8ZeI/AAAAAAAAAwo/NmknrA-dR6o/s320/IMG_6088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacob thought he looked cool. Hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;---&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And Anthony made a Tako!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SHZLvjSYdAI/AAAAAAAAAww/7bTmNSyU0JU/s1600-h/IMG_6090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221444098280944642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SHZLvjSYdAI/AAAAAAAAAww/7bTmNSyU0JU/s320/IMG_6090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;----&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So that's it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Proof that i'm alive.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love you guys! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-102218166692217394?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/102218166692217394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=102218166692217394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/102218166692217394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/102218166692217394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/07/happenings.html' title='Happenings.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SHZPl6OSeXI/AAAAAAAAAxg/tuwsuykYoIw/s72-c/IMG_5941.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-7074655008131317388</id><published>2008-06-28T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T20:00:05.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged.</title><content type='html'>Well, since i'm procrastinating.. Might as well do this tag.. Hehehe.. Tagged by Leann btw.. Thank you! :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20 Things I Want To Do Before I Die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Read the Bible &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;cover to cover&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Direct at least &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;7 successful feature films&lt;/span&gt;. (ambitious much? yes i am. =P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Write a song. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Or 2&lt;/span&gt;? Hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Travel &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;around the world&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Fall in Love&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Learn &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;as many languages&lt;/span&gt; as possible. (Perhaps, alexa, you would like to join me? hehe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Be part of at least ONE&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; romantic cliche&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Be a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Director of Photography&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Truly &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;make a difference&lt;/span&gt; in another person's life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Sky Diving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. Climb a mountain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. Buy &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;nice things&lt;/span&gt; for my parents. And (maybe) sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. Write my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;eulogy&lt;/span&gt;. Yes. For myself. To myself. By myself. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Dance&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Dance&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Dance&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. Make &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;a lot of money&lt;/span&gt; doing something i love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. Loving the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;people in my life&lt;/span&gt; as best as i can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. Be an &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;encourager and friend&lt;/span&gt; to those in need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. Sleep &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;under the sky&lt;/span&gt;. On a green field. In a foreign country.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. Get a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;tattoo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Get married&lt;/span&gt;. (Ha! You guys thought this would never come, right? right? Hehe.. Yes.. I do wanna get married.. and have kids! *gasp!* hahahaha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-7074655008131317388?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/7074655008131317388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=7074655008131317388' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/7074655008131317388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/7074655008131317388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/06/tagged.html' title='Tagged.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-2212114431124423346</id><published>2008-06-26T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T09:03:31.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PoN and Zi</title><content type='html'>Just because they are so cute. And i'm a little sad. Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SGO9edREY2I/AAAAAAAAAv4/j64i7xo4qtE/s1600-h/51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216221124375110498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SGO9edREY2I/AAAAAAAAAv4/j64i7xo4qtE/s320/51.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SGO9esKUfqI/AAAAAAAAAwA/XNIKBMewEXY/s1600-h/69337.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216221128373337762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SGO9esKUfqI/AAAAAAAAAwA/XNIKBMewEXY/s320/69337.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SGO9e5M3x2I/AAAAAAAAAwI/ZO4zGqqcxhs/s1600-h/46.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216221131873699682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SGO9e5M3x2I/AAAAAAAAAwI/ZO4zGqqcxhs/s320/46.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-2212114431124423346?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/2212114431124423346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=2212114431124423346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/2212114431124423346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/2212114431124423346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/06/pon-and-zi.html' title='PoN and Zi'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SGO9edREY2I/AAAAAAAAAv4/j64i7xo4qtE/s72-c/51.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-854973895100874774</id><published>2008-06-05T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T15:54:07.188-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Funny Funny God.</title><content type='html'>Wow. I have like &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;10,000 things&lt;/span&gt; to blog about but absolutely no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i really have to tell this really &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;interesting story&lt;/span&gt; that happened on the subway yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;really really&lt;/span&gt; good-looking guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. That's it. Nothing happened. Just a really good-looking guy. Hahaha! Ok.. before you &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;roll your eyes and decide not to be my friend anymore&lt;/span&gt;, let me explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like this.. I was like feeling very guilty and frustrated with myself for the past 2 weeks or so because i sort of totally shut God out of my life. I didn't make time for Him and i doubt i prayed more than 2 times in those 2 weeks. So yeah, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;frustration frustration&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yesterday, when i saw the good-looking guy.. I was like.. &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;"Wow, God. Good job! What a beautiful person!"&lt;/span&gt; Hahahaha! It really cheered me up so much! I don't even know why. And the whole day yesterday i was so stressed out by pre-production stuff that i was really like.. Gahhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.. the guy is THAT good-looking. And he was in the train for soooo long. I got out before him. But i had to &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;surpress my laughter the whole way&lt;/span&gt; to my station. Coz i kept thinking about it and i kept laughing to myself. People were staring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT there was this other guy who was sitting across from me.. He was listening to music and then he started crying like mad. So people were staring at him too. Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think that God is so &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;humorous &lt;/span&gt;sometimes? He really really knows how to cheer me up! And that's so &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;freaking awesome&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i think that the people who knows me very well will agree. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-854973895100874774?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/854973895100874774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=854973895100874774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/854973895100874774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/854973895100874774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/06/funny-funny-god.html' title='Funny Funny God.'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-4627204786271242678</id><published>2008-05-26T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T21:22:56.828-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><title type='text'>i'm alive!!</title><content type='html'>Ok.. Here's the thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;too lazy&lt;/span&gt; to put up any pictures but i'm gonna blog anyways because a lot of people seem to think that i have &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;died&lt;/span&gt; or have simply &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;fallen off the face of the earth&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. What has been happening to me? I've been &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;busy busy busy&lt;/span&gt;. As usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i had the weekend off! Whee! Good times. Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Jersey today for yet another barbeque, with the church gang, that i swear is the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;source of all my fatness&lt;/span&gt;. All i ever do with them is barbeque and buffet. And i wonder why i'm putting on weight. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they are the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;awesomest &lt;/span&gt;bunch ever. They have the whole summer planned out with fun activities to do. So i can't wait! :) (i hope i won't become too broke!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played a little tennis today. That's my exercise for the whole month. Hehehe. I only hit the ball twice. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. Really don't know what else to say! That's why i don't blog when i have nothing to say.. Coz people will just start getting bored and not read my blog foreverrrrr!! boo-hooooo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've had a rough week. just let me indulge in being a &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;drama queen&lt;/span&gt; for a bit. tee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you guys! and i'll update soon.. i promise! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-4627204786271242678?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/4627204786271242678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=4627204786271242678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/4627204786271242678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/4627204786271242678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-alive.html' title='i&apos;m alive!!'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-782706289095416200</id><published>2008-05-16T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T14:49:43.414-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><title type='text'>Something Worth Blogging About</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/span&gt;.. I thought my world was going to end because i had an ulcer in my mouth and a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PIMPLE IN MY NOSE &lt;/span&gt;(!)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to blog about it just to tell everyone how sad and enraged i am.. and how stressed.. etc.. etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;But TODAYYY&lt;/span&gt;... Guess what happened that is even &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MORE&lt;/span&gt; worth blogging about?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents and sister specifically wrote e-mails.. seperate e-mails mind you.. seperate.. they each didn't know that ALL of them wrote.. to me saying that.... that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I PUT ON WEIGHT!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wth?! &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'm soooo soooo soooo soooo soooo soooo SADDDD!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My life is overrrrrr!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;HEEEELLLLPPPPP!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean it. If you can give me a really good idea on how to lose weight and lose weight quick.. Telll mehhhhhhh!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-782706289095416200?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/782706289095416200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=782706289095416200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/782706289095416200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/782706289095416200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/05/something-worth-blogging-about.html' title='Something Worth Blogging About'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-5075506543286353081</id><published>2008-05-11T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T17:03:26.478-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><title type='text'>Delayed Post =P</title><content type='html'>Hello fellow blog-readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long long time. Puhahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know why it's been so long? It's because I have been editing my first quarter film and have devoted 3 weeks of my precious life to making it look good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Editing is just not my thing! I've been at school almost every night for the past 3 weeks cutting clips, hunting for music, changing the music, looking for sound effects, biting my nails, pulling my hair, crying, falling asleep, making promises to throw the computer on the floor.. and.. you get the idea.. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But despite everything.. I still love filmmaking! Every aspect of it.. even.. *sigh*.. editing. Hehe.. I'm such a drama queen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Moving on.. Here's a short pic spam on what's been going on.. There's more but i'll only include it in the next post because.. Hehe.. I'm not very good with arranging pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are pictures of the korean food i had at this 24-hour korean-chinese restaurant in Korea Town. We went after we finished editing. Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SCek_E6jbQI/AAAAAAAAAu4/eGMC6bHCAq8/s1600-h/IMG_5520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199305698380573954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SCek_E6jbQI/AAAAAAAAAu4/eGMC6bHCAq8/s320/IMG_5520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SCek_k6jbRI/AAAAAAAAAvA/IULYUpXtfVg/s1600-h/IMG_5523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199305706970508562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SCek_k6jbRI/AAAAAAAAAvA/IULYUpXtfVg/s320/IMG_5523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SCelAE6jbSI/AAAAAAAAAvI/XuNYWJsRS6A/s1600-h/IMG_5522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199305715560443170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SCelAE6jbSI/AAAAAAAAAvI/XuNYWJsRS6A/s320/IMG_5522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;---&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And and.. Guess what?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got my Mac!!!! Muahahaha!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So happyyyyy!! Thank you Daddy &amp;amp; Mummy!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's the best everrrr!!! Woo-hooooo! Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199305049840512194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="55" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SCekZU6jbMI/AAAAAAAAAuY/20M3O9Rqp58/s320/IMG_5561.JPG" width="103" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199305054135479506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SCekZk6jbNI/AAAAAAAAAug/E1Cg7tUwUy8/s320/IMG_5558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SCekZ06jbOI/AAAAAAAAAuo/nRf8CigNPbU/s1600-h/IMG_5564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199305058430446818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="143" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SCekZ06jbOI/AAAAAAAAAuo/nRf8CigNPbU/s320/IMG_5564.JPG" width="138" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Process of editing. hehe. I get to do it at home now!&lt;p align="left"&gt;Yay! I'm a happy girl!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;---&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Sorry. This is a super lazy post and the pictures are all weird. I don't know why. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And i started this post like 1 week ago. I just didn't finish it. Hehehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I shall blog again when i have time &gt;.&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-5075506543286353081?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/5075506543286353081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=5075506543286353081' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/5075506543286353081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/5075506543286353081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/05/delayed-post-p.html' title='Delayed Post =P'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SCek_E6jbQI/AAAAAAAAAu4/eGMC6bHCAq8/s72-c/IMG_5520.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-799339747750376549</id><published>2008-04-24T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T18:29:42.600-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><title type='text'>After One Week oF Shooting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;On the 19th of April 2008, a good friend, Rachel Ong Wei Kim, departed from us. She was found dead on her kitchen floor. The murderer is yet to be found.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEQR69K67I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/_v7rNbVIgI0/s1600-h/IMG_5466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192949745404537778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEQR69K67I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/_v7rNbVIgI0/s320/IMG_5466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEQS69K68I/AAAAAAAAAtY/R8CJBclLvgI/s1600-h/IMG_5467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192949762584406978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEQS69K68I/AAAAAAAAAtY/R8CJBclLvgI/s320/IMG_5467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEQTa9K69I/AAAAAAAAAtg/nmvyfqRQsB8/s1600-h/IMG_5468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192949771174341586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEQTa9K69I/AAAAAAAAAtg/nmvyfqRQsB8/s320/IMG_5468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Boo-Ya! Were you scared?! Hehehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I bet not. But isn't it cool?! My crime scene.. Muahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's for my First Quarter Film. My story was about a serial killer stalker. Hehe.. Still in the process of editing it. Gahh! I hate editing! &gt;.&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anywho, this post is gonna be one of those long ones again. You know the drill.. After a loooong week of shooting. There will usually be a looooong post. Hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The pictures are very unorganized but i'll try my best to make sense of it. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'll post by the days. Hehe. Genius.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We checked-out our equipment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEPXq9K62I/AAAAAAAAAso/V4ljqNoTbJ0/s1600-h/IMG_5215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192948744677157730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEPXq9K62I/AAAAAAAAAso/V4ljqNoTbJ0/s320/IMG_5215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Seung and Joon taking care of our equipment. Good boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then i had to take stalker pictures of me for my film. So Joon helped me. I seriously think he's an experienced stalker. He's really good at taking stalker pics. Hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEPYK9K63I/AAAAAAAAAsw/ysfS0SvtbpI/s1600-h/IMG_5222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192948753267092338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEPYK9K63I/AAAAAAAAAsw/ysfS0SvtbpI/s320/IMG_5222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEPYq9K64I/AAAAAAAAAs4/SypyGzusnkA/s1600-h/IMG_5226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192948761857026946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEPYq9K64I/AAAAAAAAAs4/SypyGzusnkA/s320/IMG_5226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Then then, I went to sebastian's house to take stalker pictures of his girlfriend. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Well, my stalker has to stalk more than one girl right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEPY69K65I/AAAAAAAAAtA/SioPSBNhBJ8/s1600-h/IMG_5249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192948766151994258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEPY69K65I/AAAAAAAAAtA/SioPSBNhBJ8/s320/IMG_5249.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Being Stalked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEPZa9K66I/AAAAAAAAAtI/pekDjAX6U8A/s1600-h/IMG_5247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192948774741928866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEPZa9K66I/AAAAAAAAAtI/pekDjAX6U8A/s320/IMG_5247.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Being stalked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEON69K6xI/AAAAAAAAAsA/nrhL_u1GjTg/s1600-h/IMG_5243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192947477661805330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEON69K6xI/AAAAAAAAAsA/nrhL_u1GjTg/s320/IMG_5243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dead!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.. That was fun! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to help Sebastian out with his shoot in school but i went to church instead. Does that make me good or bad? Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Hana went to church with me and after that we went to...... Max Brenner!!! It was so damn good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEOOa9K6yI/AAAAAAAAAsI/MDe35AMkCxU/s1600-h/IMG_5293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192947486251739938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEOOa9K6yI/AAAAAAAAAsI/MDe35AMkCxU/s320/IMG_5293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pretty Menu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEOQq9K6zI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/CvJ4Og8ITS8/s1600-h/IMG_5288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192947524906445618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEOQq9K6zI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/CvJ4Og8ITS8/s320/IMG_5288.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chocolate Syringes! Can you believe it?! People can get high on those!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEOR69K60I/AAAAAAAAAsY/9kV1l5jZqzY/s1600-h/IMG_5290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192947546381282114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEOR69K60I/AAAAAAAAAsY/9kV1l5jZqzY/s320/IMG_5290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The chocolate making machine&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEOSa9K61I/AAAAAAAAAsg/PdAwcKKmN-U/s1600-h/IMG_5294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192947554971216722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEOSa9K61I/AAAAAAAAAsg/PdAwcKKmN-U/s320/IMG_5294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hana and Me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEM1q9K6sI/AAAAAAAAArY/IzJGAVirNQo/s1600-h/IMG_5295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192945961538349762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEM1q9K6sI/AAAAAAAAArY/IzJGAVirNQo/s320/IMG_5295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Omelette that came with chocolate!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEM2a9K6tI/AAAAAAAAArg/vVNFB8KlKU0/s1600-h/IMG_5296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192945974423251666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEM2a9K6tI/AAAAAAAAArg/vVNFB8KlKU0/s320/IMG_5296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waffles and ice cream and... chocolate!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I DID go and help Sebastian out with his shoot. But he was almost done. So i did most of the cleaning up. Hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;---&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There was no shooting on that day. But we met up anyway coz we had to meet our actors in SoHo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEM269K6uI/AAAAAAAAAro/BudA89sdSVQ/s1600-h/IMG_5305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192945983013186274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEM269K6uI/AAAAAAAAAro/BudA89sdSVQ/s320/IMG_5305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Take a look into Mune's mouth!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEM3q9K6vI/AAAAAAAAArw/_yNH-KNO4b8/s1600-h/IMG_5323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192945995898088178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEM3q9K6vI/AAAAAAAAArw/_yNH-KNO4b8/s320/IMG_5323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stalker pictures&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEM4K9K6wI/AAAAAAAAAr4/UnXDXbm8Kxk/s1600-h/IMG_5333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192946004488022786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEM4K9K6wI/AAAAAAAAAr4/UnXDXbm8Kxk/s320/IMG_5333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Sebastian met up with us and we went for dinner in a Japanese restaurant. It was really good. I took pictures of everyone's food. But i'm too lazy to upload them all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBELw69K6nI/AAAAAAAAAqw/5OAfQ6JEnzs/s1600-h/IMG_5337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192944780422343282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBELw69K6nI/AAAAAAAAAqw/5OAfQ6JEnzs/s320/IMG_5337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hmm.. What shall we get?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBELxa9K6oI/AAAAAAAAAq4/zjPqsCUZod8/s1600-h/IMG_5344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192944789012277890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBELxa9K6oI/AAAAAAAAAq4/zjPqsCUZod8/s320/IMG_5344.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tired Seba &amp;amp; Me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBELx69K6pI/AAAAAAAAArA/FXrXmwwsmcg/s1600-h/IMG_5343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192944797602212498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBELx69K6pI/AAAAAAAAArA/FXrXmwwsmcg/s320/IMG_5343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Blur Mune &amp;amp; Me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBELya9K6qI/AAAAAAAAArI/Sf8ryx4n1Gk/s1600-h/IMG_5342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192944806192147106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBELya9K6qI/AAAAAAAAArI/Sf8ryx4n1Gk/s320/IMG_5342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Naughty Seung &amp;amp; Me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Didn't take one with Joon coz he was too far. Hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Joon's film.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was Director of Photography (DP). Again, that is just a fancy name for a cameraman.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love being a DP but i really doubt my ability in it. =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had to carry the camera the whole day and take random shots of Mune (he was Joon's actor because apparently NYFA produces unreliable student actors.. bahh!). Anyway, we got to go to all the famous and tourist-y places in Manhattan. So it was really fun! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Wall Street&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBELzK9K6rI/AAAAAAAAArQ/OYOR3sSvGTI/s1600-h/IMG_5352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192944819077049010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBELzK9K6rI/AAAAAAAAArQ/OYOR3sSvGTI/s320/IMG_5352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me, skipping happily to take a picture with Mr. Bull&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEK9K9K6iI/AAAAAAAAAqI/VYJ_9yfBsUg/s1600-h/IMG_5354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192943891364112930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEK9K9K6iI/AAAAAAAAAqI/VYJ_9yfBsUg/s320/IMG_5354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mr Bull &amp;amp; Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SoHo&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEK969K6jI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/fKgmZ4AQSCw/s1600-h/IMG_5359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192943904249014834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEK969K6jI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/fKgmZ4AQSCw/s320/IMG_5359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Seung &amp;amp; Joon thinking about the next shot&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEK-69K6kI/AAAAAAAAAqY/tHM-TaSG8uk/s1600-h/IMG_5358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192943921428884034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEK-69K6kI/AAAAAAAAAqY/tHM-TaSG8uk/s320/IMG_5358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sebastian &amp;amp; Me fooling around =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Times Square&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEK_q9K6lI/AAAAAAAAAqg/yvaLSRtHO3M/s1600-h/IMG_5370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192943934313785938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEK_q9K6lI/AAAAAAAAAqg/yvaLSRtHO3M/s320/IMG_5370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The guys with the heavy stuff&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBELAa9K6mI/AAAAAAAAAqo/HWcX6nNFJwM/s1600-h/IMG_5376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192943947198687842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBELAa9K6mI/AAAAAAAAAqo/HWcX6nNFJwM/s320/IMG_5376.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seung with his camera. He was DP as well coz he had his own camera and Joon wanted more angles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEJqq9K6bI/AAAAAAAAApU/P93H9JEeqcg/s1600-h/IMG_5377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192942474024905138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEJqq9K6bI/AAAAAAAAApU/P93H9JEeqcg/s320/IMG_5377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mune with his sign (it's part of the story)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEJra9K6cI/AAAAAAAAApc/1UgB6FEiyfI/s1600-h/IMG_5380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192942486909807042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEJra9K6cI/AAAAAAAAApc/1UgB6FEiyfI/s320/IMG_5380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me with the NYFA camera&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEJr69K6dI/AAAAAAAAApk/Q1OirLN5ySY/s1600-h/IMG_5387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192942495499741650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEJr69K6dI/AAAAAAAAApk/Q1OirLN5ySY/s320/IMG_5387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ahh! I couldn't help it. It's Times Square!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEJsq9K6eI/AAAAAAAAAps/AP-l7Wwmehw/s1600-h/IMG_5390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192942508384643554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEJsq9K6eI/AAAAAAAAAps/AP-l7Wwmehw/s320/IMG_5390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Times Squareeee!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEJtK9K6fI/AAAAAAAAAp0/3wV_OmuWmJ4/s1600-h/IMG_5395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192942516974578162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEJtK9K6fI/AAAAAAAAAp0/3wV_OmuWmJ4/s320/IMG_5395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sebastian had to take over for the tough shots&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;---&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Seung's film.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Seung, Mr Easy-Guy, is always trying to make everything "easy". He shot in Union Square. We made 4 movies so far. 3 out of Seung's 4 movies were shot in Union Square.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;His shoot turn out pretty good, besides the fact that.. yes, once again.. a NYFA student canceled on him. So Joon had to act for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEIea9K6VI/AAAAAAAAAok/7MmJXHy4Mc8/s1600-h/IMG_5435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192941164059879762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEIea9K6VI/AAAAAAAAAok/7MmJXHy4Mc8/s320/IMG_5435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Director and DP discussing shots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i started taking pictures of random things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEIfa9K6WI/AAAAAAAAAos/g-TpeDY9os4/s1600-h/IMG_5441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192941181239748962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEIfa9K6WI/AAAAAAAAAos/g-TpeDY9os4/s320/IMG_5441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEIg69K6XI/AAAAAAAAAo0/tCmzCP2ndMc/s1600-h/IMG_5434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192941207009552754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEIg69K6XI/AAAAAAAAAo0/tCmzCP2ndMc/s320/IMG_5434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEIja9K6YI/AAAAAAAAAo8/h2ERh4kb3bc/s1600-h/IMG_5422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192941249959225730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEIja9K6YI/AAAAAAAAAo8/h2ERh4kb3bc/s320/IMG_5422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waiting for the train. We had to go to Wall Street for the last scene.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEIkq9K6ZI/AAAAAAAAApE/jPXQCEt-5QQ/s1600-h/IMG_5409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192941271434062226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEIkq9K6ZI/AAAAAAAAApE/jPXQCEt-5QQ/s320/IMG_5409.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Actors that DID show up&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEGJq9K6QI/AAAAAAAAAn4/u3TbwfV1Vcw/s1600-h/IMG_5405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192938608554338562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEGJq9K6QI/AAAAAAAAAn4/u3TbwfV1Vcw/s320/IMG_5405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Joon, the main actor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEGKq9K6RI/AAAAAAAAAoA/4OkL-PR-sL0/s1600-h/IMG_5404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192938625734207762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEGKq9K6RI/AAAAAAAAAoA/4OkL-PR-sL0/s320/IMG_5404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; DP &amp;amp; Director, again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hehe.. I was gaffer that day so i took a lot of pictures. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;---&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 6&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Sebastian's film.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was such a long and tiring day. But Sebastian's movies are always very abstract and arsty-fartsy. So there is always a lot of work that has to be done and shots that has to be taken from many many many different angles. It's not easy when we only have ONE camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEGLq9K6SI/AAAAAAAAAoI/G6zWNcF2zrw/s1600-h/IMG_5478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192938642914076962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEGLq9K6SI/AAAAAAAAAoI/G6zWNcF2zrw/s320/IMG_5478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Seung, the gaffer, bouncing the light.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEGMq9K6TI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/BkOdSk85Mqc/s1600-h/IMG_5482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192938660093946162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEGMq9K6TI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/BkOdSk85Mqc/s320/IMG_5482.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Director, DP &amp;amp; Actors.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OK.. Didn't take too many pictures with my camera coz Joon wanted me to take pictures for him. Boo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;---&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Rachel's film.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So... I got up bright and early so that i can pick up my actor and crew members from the subway station. It was still early when I got out of the house, so i decided to take the 30 minutes walk from my house to the subway station. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Walk walk walk, I go. When i got there, i was just on time. But no one was there yet so i went to the bakery and got everyone breakfast. Then i waited and i waited and i waited.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;40 minutes later, I get a call from Joon &amp;amp; Seung saying that they were gonna be late (i know.. understatement of the year, right?). So they took a taxi to my house and will wait outside my house for me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, 10 minutes later, I see Sebastian running out of the subway station. Finally. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But still have to wait for the actor. So I gave Sebastian his breakfast. After he ate, he had to get water. So he left me waiting.. Then guess what happened?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My nose started bleeding like mad! Seriously. Blood was just coming out like water and i couldn't stop it. It wasn't even those little drips of blood kind. It was like.. the Red Sea flowing out of my nose.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So i covered my face with my hand. And when Sebastian got back, he thought i was on the phone so he just ignored me. And i was trying to ask him to give me some tissue but i couldn't coz i was like drowning in my blood.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, i put out my hand, the one filled with blood. And Sebastian was like, "Whoa! Rachel! Is that fake bloood?!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shit. That's what you get for making too many crime scenes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEGOa9K6UI/AAAAAAAAAoY/o5g3ocKdOPA/s1600-h/IMG_5485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192938690158717250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEGOa9K6UI/AAAAAAAAAoY/o5g3ocKdOPA/s320/IMG_5485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was too funny so I had to take a picture in the hype of the moment. Haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anywayz, to cut the story short. My actor arrived 10 minutes later. Then we rushed to the cemetery to start shooting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My crew was good. They really went all the way to get good shots for me. Whee! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My actor was really good too! He did all the scenes over and over again just so that we get the perfect shots. And he didn't even stop to rest so that he could get into character. Hahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEFaa9K6LI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/vZ4SVib6YfQ/s1600-h/IMG_5487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192937796805519538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEFaa9K6LI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/vZ4SVib6YfQ/s320/IMG_5487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEFba9K6MI/AAAAAAAAAnY/1tbK5027mck/s1600-h/IMG_5488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192937813985388738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEFba9K6MI/AAAAAAAAAnY/1tbK5027mck/s320/IMG_5488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We finally finished shooting in the evening. Late evening. And I took my first relaxed breath of the whole week. It was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEFca9K6NI/AAAAAAAAAng/6VGaIad2MlU/s1600-h/IMG_5497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192937831165257938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEFca9K6NI/AAAAAAAAAng/6VGaIad2MlU/s320/IMG_5497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me &amp;amp; my crew. The best yet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEFc69K6OI/AAAAAAAAAno/4t3HbgNOzIc/s1600-h/IMG_5498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192937839755192546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEFc69K6OI/AAAAAAAAAno/4t3HbgNOzIc/s320/IMG_5498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everyone! (Hana was my actress)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEFd69K6PI/AAAAAAAAAnw/uWxnPCpQs_M/s1600-h/IMG_5500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192937856935061746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEFd69K6PI/AAAAAAAAAnw/uWxnPCpQs_M/s320/IMG_5500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Group Picture, Rachel style! HEhe i love it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;---&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Phew! If you finished reading all that.. I commend you. Or you must be really bored! Hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Either way.. you're GoOOoooD.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hehehe.. Look out for my next long post! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My next film: Chekhovian Film.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*edit* I hate blogger. It always messes up my post whenever i post a long one. =(&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/38913350-799339747750376549?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/799339747750376549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=799339747750376549' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/799339747750376549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/799339747750376549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/04/after-one-week-of-shooting.html' title='After One Week oF Shooting'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SBEQR69K67I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/_v7rNbVIgI0/s72-c/IMG_5466.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-1154004820733472568</id><published>2008-04-20T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T21:28:39.852-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><title type='text'>Jakun-ness</title><content type='html'>Just to set the record straight.. I do NOT eat a lot of fast food here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of famous fast food places here. So.. being the jakun person that i am.. i HAVE to try them all right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the best best one that i've eaten at more than once (i've only eaten McD's once also) is.... Wendy's!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have the BEST burgers and fries! Seriously. And it's pretty cheap i think. But i dunno if the one in Malaysia is expensive. Someone tell me once you get the stats ok? Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even eat the pickles! It is so damn good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SAwVg5Js7II/AAAAAAAAAmY/v8fEVwo_csc/s1600-h/DSC00848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191548125292850306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SAwVg5Js7II/AAAAAAAAAmY/v8fEVwo_csc/s320/DSC00848.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yummmm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SAwVhJJs7JI/AAAAAAAAAmg/-TLWTt6U7Gw/s1600-h/DSC00847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191548129587817618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SAwVhJJs7JI/AAAAAAAAAmg/-TLWTt6U7Gw/s320/DSC00847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Famous Logo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SAwVhZJs7KI/AAAAAAAAAmo/s_dUH-C15hk/s1600-h/DSC00849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191548133882784930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SAwVhZJs7KI/AAAAAAAAAmo/s_dUH-C15hk/s320/DSC00849.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Delicious Fries!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;---&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The next place i went to was... *dum dum dum*... White Castle!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The burgers are really small and cute. It's pretty good. I didn't try the beef one but&lt;br /&gt;the chicken was really good. But the fries are the criss cut(?) type which are pretty not nice to eat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SAwVhZJs7LI/AAAAAAAAAmw/89aRtW-HWgE/s1600-h/DSC00851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191548133882784946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SAwVhZJs7LI/AAAAAAAAAmw/89aRtW-HWgE/s320/DSC00851.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not nice fries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SAwVhpJs7MI/AAAAAAAAAm4/J9d4YmMx4So/s1600-h/DSC00852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191548138177752258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SAwVhpJs7MI/AAAAAAAAAm4/J9d4YmMx4So/s320/DSC00852.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nice mini burgers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;---&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ok.. So that's the end of my food review. Hehehe &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I'm so jakun. *blush blush*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-1154004820733472568?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/1154004820733472568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=1154004820733472568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/1154004820733472568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/1154004820733472568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/04/jakun-ness.html' title='Jakun-ness'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SAwVg5Js7II/AAAAAAAAAmY/v8fEVwo_csc/s72-c/DSC00848.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-853214480838303599</id><published>2008-04-14T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T22:11:37.463-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Why Am I Blogging?</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. Good question!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Maybe because&lt;/span&gt;:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have a shoot &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;early in the morning&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;2. I haven't worn my retainers in about &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;6 months&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;3. I have &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no location&lt;/span&gt; to shoot my movie this Thursday!&lt;br /&gt;4. I feel &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;fat&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;5. I think i'm having a &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;bad hair month&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;6. I long for the smell of &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;roti canai and asam laksa&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;7. I &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;wish i am&lt;/span&gt; rich!&lt;br /&gt;8. Despite the many reasons why i should not do it.. I can't stop thinking of &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Max Brenner, the sexy, bald, chocolate man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I wish i had &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;pretty shoes&lt;/span&gt;! (if they can tap me to a different world, it would be best)&lt;br /&gt;10. I wish that God would &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;stop controlling my life for once&lt;/span&gt; but i'm &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;afraid of what might happen&lt;/span&gt;! (so i thank him for controlling it, even if it's quite hard and frustrating)&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I really don't know&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-853214480838303599?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/853214480838303599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=853214480838303599' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/853214480838303599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/853214480838303599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/04/why-am-i-blogging.html' title='Why Am I Blogging?'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-8433678495940400799</id><published>2008-04-12T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T16:01:03.635-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tags'/><title type='text'>Tag!</title><content type='html'>I got tagged!! Actually.. I asked her (spicy alexa) to tag me.. but same difference!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whee! I love tags! Here i Gooooooo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions: Remove 1 question from below, and add in your personal question, make it a total of 20 questions, then tag 8 people in your list, list them out at the end of this post. Notify them in their chat box that he/she has been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;1. At what age do you wish to marry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...... if I &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ever &lt;/span&gt;get married.. before i'm 30.. Hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;2. What is your most favourite thing to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. this is hard.. sitting on rollercoasters? Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;3. If you have a close close close close friend since childhood who loves to take away whatever you like, including guys/girls, and he/she always wins, will you still consider him/her your friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm.. if he/she does that.. why are we close close close friends? I guess it depends on why we are friends in the first place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;5. If you can have 1 dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be able to see my name on the big screen one day.. Hehehhe =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;6. Do you believe you can survive without money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. can YOU survive without money?? Bahhh.. My answer is NO! muahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;7. What are you afraid to lose the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family, friends, and... myself =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;8. What do you feel like doing, right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly.. right now right now.. i feel like pee-ing.. hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;9. If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no.. maybe.. i dunno.. can you repeat the question? hahaha =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;10. List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alexa - funny, nice, full of nonsense! =P&lt;br /&gt;sara - sweet, adorable, down to earth! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;11. What are the requirements that you wish from your other half?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taller than me, sweet and nice, smart, good personality, witty, funny, athletic, protective(not in the controlling my life kinda way.. hahaha)............omg! it's a super long list.. so i'm just gonna cut it here.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;12. Which type of person do you hate the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the type with shit witchy cackly laughs =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;13. What is your ambition?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be a famous director! wait.. let me correct that.. to be a RICH and famous director! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;14. What is the thing that will make you think he/she is bad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What type of question is this? I guess it's by his/her actions.. and like the both the psychologists who tagged me said.. the way he/her speaks and their body language.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;15. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;my dreams =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;17. If you have a chance, which part of your character you would like to change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling so paiseh all the time.. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;18. Who is the person that you can share all your problems with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheryl? hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;19. How do you see yourself in 10 years time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directing my 3rd feature film (hehe =P).. maybe married.. rich &amp;amp; famous! muahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;20. Do you think you get hungry because you’re cold, or cold because you’re hungry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that apples should be purple and bananas should be blue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm gonna taggggg...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Sheryl&lt;br /&gt;2) Alina&lt;br /&gt;3) Jo-Ann&lt;br /&gt;4) Sandra&lt;br /&gt;5) Leann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gahh.. can't think of anyone else.. hehe.. it's not like i followed any of the rules in the instructions anyway.. muahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I love Tags!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-8433678495940400799?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/8433678495940400799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=8433678495940400799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/8433678495940400799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/8433678495940400799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/04/tag.html' title='Tag!'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-2443843196268396813</id><published>2008-04-09T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T20:33:50.006-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><title type='text'>Lalalalala~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I finally settled into my new place.. I have a table and a chair! Whee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i get to blog! muahahahaha! But guess what? after weeks of compiling pictures to blog.. i realized that i'm too lazy to do it.. hehehe =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, last week (?).. i can't remember when.. Joon decided to cook for Mune and me.. so we went to the korean supermarket to get korean ingredients to make korean food! *yum yum*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2E7taKigI/AAAAAAAAAmA/cSyU3NVPlEI/s1600-h/DSC00889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187448507137165826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2E7taKigI/AAAAAAAAAmA/cSyU3NVPlEI/s320/DSC00889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mune helping Joon to cook the rice. Joon being professional. Me snapping away :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2E7taKihI/AAAAAAAAAmI/uUsu4eVNDCU/s1600-h/DSC00893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187448507137165842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2E7taKihI/AAAAAAAAAmI/uUsu4eVNDCU/s320/DSC00893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cook Cook Cook!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2E8NaKiiI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/6dOKTv5rEcI/s1600-h/DSC00896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187448515727100450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2E8NaKiiI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/6dOKTv5rEcI/s320/DSC00896.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looks yummy right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2El9aKicI/AAAAAAAAAlg/Gx2G1rlEF_s/s1600-h/DSC00898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187448133475011010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2El9aKicI/AAAAAAAAAlg/Gx2G1rlEF_s/s320/DSC00898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fry Fry Fry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2El9aKidI/AAAAAAAAAlo/2RC-Jxhr73Q/s1600-h/DSC00897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187448133475011026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2El9aKidI/AAAAAAAAAlo/2RC-Jxhr73Q/s320/DSC00897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oooh! This is a soup thingie thing! It's the BEST dish everrr! This is the picture before it was cooked.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2EmdaKieI/AAAAAAAAAlw/PhbIckTUm3w/s1600-h/DSC00902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187448142064945634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2EmdaKieI/AAAAAAAAAlw/PhbIckTUm3w/s320/DSC00902.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this was after! Omggg.. It was sooooo goood! I'm salivating right now.. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2EmtaKifI/AAAAAAAAAl4/dLi6En3nOXU/s1600-h/DSC00899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187448146359912946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2EmtaKifI/AAAAAAAAAl4/dLi6En3nOXU/s320/DSC00899.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tofu Thing.. Really good too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2EItaKiXI/AAAAAAAAAk4/FGXoP-upSDk/s1600-h/DSC00903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187447630963837298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2EItaKiXI/AAAAAAAAAk4/FGXoP-upSDk/s320/DSC00903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; KimChiiiiiiii! So delicious! Me and Mune so jakun we ate almost all of Joon's supply.. hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2EItaKiYI/AAAAAAAAAlA/yJK9ySsNaR0/s1600-h/DSC00904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187447630963837314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2EItaKiYI/AAAAAAAAAlA/yJK9ySsNaR0/s320/DSC00904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All our food! Doesn't it look so delicious??!! It tasted delicious too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2EJdaKiZI/AAAAAAAAAlI/W1JPVXOm-a4/s1600-h/DSC00905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187447643848739218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2EJdaKiZI/AAAAAAAAAlI/W1JPVXOm-a4/s320/DSC00905.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a kimchi something something.. can't remember the name but it was goooood! and really spicy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2EJtaKiaI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/JoAzKlWAZUg/s1600-h/DSC00906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187447648143706530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2EJtaKiaI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/JoAzKlWAZUg/s320/DSC00906.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before dinner. They wanted to kill me for taking so many pictures.. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2EKNaKibI/AAAAAAAAAlY/7rZf4FpgnhQ/s1600-h/DSC00907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187447656733641138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2EKNaKibI/AAAAAAAAAlY/7rZf4FpgnhQ/s320/DSC00907.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SoJu!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2DfdaKiSI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/gx8hP9Yak9w/s1600-h/DSC00908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187446922294233378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2DfdaKiSI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/gx8hP9Yak9w/s320/DSC00908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm so jakun, i even took a picture of the rice.. But who wouldn't? it's purpleeeee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2DftaKiTI/AAAAAAAAAkY/KzJoEA-ynqY/s1600-h/DSC00909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187446926589200690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2DftaKiTI/AAAAAAAAAkY/KzJoEA-ynqY/s320/DSC00909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ahhh~ are you jealous yet? hehe =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2DgNaKiUI/AAAAAAAAAkg/lsuk2s1TJKw/s1600-h/DSC00910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187446935179135298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2DgNaKiUI/AAAAAAAAAkg/lsuk2s1TJKw/s320/DSC00910.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Still rubbing it in your face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2DgdaKiVI/AAAAAAAAAko/6kuT3FtneyQ/s1600-h/DSC00913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187446939474102610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2DgdaKiVI/AAAAAAAAAko/6kuT3FtneyQ/s320/DSC00913.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mmm.. we finished eating most of it.. hehe.. I had to do the dishes because i didn't help to cook  .. boo! =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2Dg9aKiWI/AAAAAAAAAkw/IpwvZKgTGbg/s1600-h/DSC00914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187446948064037218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2Dg9aKiWI/AAAAAAAAAkw/IpwvZKgTGbg/s320/DSC00914.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then... we ate more! Joon made nachos and cheese!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Omg! After we finished eating.. we could barely walk and Mune wouldn't stop farting. I kid you not.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;---&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Today.. I have to say.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I am so freaking awesomeeeeeeeee!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;You know why?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Because I assembled my own drawers!! Woo-Hoooooo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2BZ9aKiNI/AAAAAAAAAjo/uefWrmXZmLY/s1600-h/DSC00927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187444628781697234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2BZ9aKiNI/AAAAAAAAAjo/uefWrmXZmLY/s320/DSC00927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Tools! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2BadaKiOI/AAAAAAAAAjw/pVxYtoOrrM0/s1600-h/DSC00928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187444637371631842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2BadaKiOI/AAAAAAAAAjw/pVxYtoOrrM0/s320/DSC00928.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The assembling process&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2BbNaKiPI/AAAAAAAAAj4/xaPnp17Ga08/s1600-h/DSC00929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187444650256533746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2BbNaKiPI/AAAAAAAAAj4/xaPnp17Ga08/s320/DSC00929.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ta-Daaaahhhh!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Then.. then.. not only that.. I cleaned my room! It's so clean and spacious now.. i don't even know what to do with the space.. hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2BbtaKiQI/AAAAAAAAAkA/Oq99GONKUC0/s1600-h/DSC00930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187444658846468354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2BbtaKiQI/AAAAAAAAAkA/Oq99GONKUC0/s320/DSC00930.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My wardrobe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2BbtaKiRI/AAAAAAAAAkI/1opqsgi6Lr4/s1600-h/DSC00931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187444658846468370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2BbtaKiRI/AAAAAAAAAkI/1opqsgi6Lr4/s320/DSC00931.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My picture collage! Thanks to Sheryl &amp;amp; Sang!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;OK.. Have to admit a few things.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I assembled the drawers wrong.. so now i have to live with it because there is no way to re-do it.. and there is little pieces of wood flying around my room and in my carpet and my body is itching everywhere &gt;.&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-2443843196268396813?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/2443843196268396813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=2443843196268396813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/2443843196268396813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/2443843196268396813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/04/lalalalala.html' title='Lalalalala~'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_2E7taKigI/AAAAAAAAAmA/cSyU3NVPlEI/s72-c/DSC00889.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-6410881501050162019</id><published>2008-04-03T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T06:31:38.022-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><title type='text'>New ApartMenT</title><content type='html'>I took some pictures of the shared area in my apartment.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it! Whee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll take pictures of my room once i decorate it.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_TZk4JwylI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/Cq8PSunmytM/s1600-h/DSC00869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185008298582133330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_TZk4JwylI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/Cq8PSunmytM/s320/DSC00869.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_TZlIJwymI/AAAAAAAAAjY/66j2GND2DZ4/s1600-h/DSC00867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185008302877100642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_TZlIJwymI/AAAAAAAAAjY/66j2GND2DZ4/s320/DSC00867.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_TZlYJwynI/AAAAAAAAAjg/HduxmFPmogo/s1600-h/DSC00868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185008307172067954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_TZlYJwynI/AAAAAAAAAjg/HduxmFPmogo/s320/DSC00868.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's clean right? Hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-6410881501050162019?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/6410881501050162019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=6410881501050162019' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/6410881501050162019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/6410881501050162019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-apartment.html' title='New ApartMenT'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R_TZk4JwylI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/Cq8PSunmytM/s72-c/DSC00869.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-964523834613073764</id><published>2008-04-01T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T17:37:52.093-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><title type='text'>New RooM!</title><content type='html'>I'm so happeeeEEEee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally moved out of my &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;shitty apartment&lt;/span&gt;! Wheee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'm staying in &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Queens&lt;/span&gt; now. Not in &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Manhattan&lt;/span&gt;. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everything else is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm staying in an actual house now. So it's really nice. And the kitchen is so &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt;. I don't know how that is related but I really love the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room is still unfurnished now. Just one matress that I bought from Joon for $50. I don't know whether it's worth it. But he gave me a bedsheet, a blanket, and a chair &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;for free&lt;/span&gt;! So it's all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ikea&lt;/span&gt; to buy furniture this Sunday. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Whee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikea is in New Jersey. So I gotta take a bus from somewhere. And I think it takes 2 hours or something like that. Thennn.. have to carry all the furniture I buy all the way to Queeeeens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're reading this, you must be feeling &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;really confused&lt;/span&gt; right? Coz 1 minute i'm so happy and excited. And the next minute I'm like so whiny. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz, I will upload pictures once I get my furniture and &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;decorate my room nicely&lt;/span&gt;! I'm so excited! Can't wait for Sunday! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About uploading my films, I'm still trying to figure it out. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-964523834613073764?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/964523834613073764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=964523834613073764' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/964523834613073764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/964523834613073764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-room.html' title='New RooM!'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-5973637266979636874</id><published>2008-03-26T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T17:12:11.096-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><title type='text'>I MisS EveRyOne! &gt;.&lt;</title><content type='html'>I just suddenly felt that &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I miss everyone a lot&lt;/span&gt; (Yes, even you, Mom!).. I really do.. I miss &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Malaysian&lt;/span&gt; foood.. I miss &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Malaysian&lt;/span&gt; weather (believe it or not).. And I miss &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Malaysian&lt;/span&gt; people (well, not the people in general.. but you! yes, you! reading my blog.. you are amongst the best Malaysians i know.. be honored.. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;be very honored&lt;/span&gt;!)! Hahaha.. i don't know what i'm saying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. there's not one day that goes by when I don't bump into a &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;crazy person&lt;/span&gt; in New York! But it's all good fun! Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. And I'm trying very hard not to do my story board for my next film.. and my shot list.. and my shooting schedule.. gahh! (I have to hand it in tmr by the way.. hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a very different crew this week.. So &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i'm pretty sad&lt;/span&gt;.. I hope that I can get along with my new crew.. I'm really excited about shooting though.. This week's movie is a &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Music Film&lt;/span&gt;! Awesomeness. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need ideas for my first movie with dialogue! I'll be pitching the script next week.. So if anyone has any good ideas.. please let me know! &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I'll put your name in the credits&lt;/span&gt;! Serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Update on bleeding feet&lt;/span&gt;: Still bleeding and has turned very very hard! When i touch it, it feels like a tree bark and it hurts like.. omg! i can't describe the pain but i just touched it 3 times, trying to figure out the word!.. &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;it hurts so bad&lt;/span&gt;! &gt;.&lt; color="#cc33cc"&gt;coz i just bought 2 new books&lt;/span&gt;! Nothing makes me happier than.. beautiful, undamaged books that are interesting! whee! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-5973637266979636874?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/5973637266979636874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38913350&amp;postID=5973637266979636874' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/5973637266979636874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38913350/posts/default/5973637266979636874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-miss-everyone.html' title='I MisS EveRyOne! &gt;.&lt;'/><author><name>-RaYcHeeRachE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14111617526317062556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/SR-SGzVfRsI/AAAAAAAABWw/26OZ_idM3Gc/S220/IMG_5894.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38913350.post-185078113478442935</id><published>2008-03-24T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T20:31:36.426-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><title type='text'>Shooting Continuity Film</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just so you know.. This is going to be a super long post.. Hehe.. I had a looooong weekend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just have to say that.. I never ever ever get the weekend to myself! Boo-Hoo! I need some ME-time.. Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz.. It all started on Thursday when we have to check-out our equipment to shoot our film over the weekend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got into a taxi because the three of us (Sebastian, Asha, and me) had to carry ALL the equipment to Sebastian's house and there was no way we could do it so we took a taxi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I got all jakun-ed up and started picture snapping. And Sebastian said, "Hmm, Rachel, you really like taking pictures don't you?" Well, it doesn't sound funny when i type it out but he said it in the most sarcastic way ever. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The taxi was super big by the way.. So we could put all our equipment at our feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hiGIJwyfI/AAAAAAAAAig/0_rGlEk11W8/s1600-h/IMG_5061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181499228696922610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hiGIJwyfI/AAAAAAAAAig/0_rGlEk11W8/s320/IMG_5061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sebastian and Asha trying to pose with our equipment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hiGoJwygI/AAAAAAAAAio/6mMDUGIpAXA/s1600-h/IMG_5063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181499237286857218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hiGoJwygI/AAAAAAAAAio/6mMDUGIpAXA/s320/IMG_5063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And yet.. I do it so effortlessly.. Muahahaha! (I actually bump my head on the door to take this picture.. Hehe =P)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181499241581824530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hiG4JwyhI/AAAAAAAAAiw/XKzK-0iZBtA/s320/IMG_5067.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Funny Faces!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;---&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Then on Friday.. We went to shoot Sebastian and Asha's film in Sebastian's house. And as usual, I got lost on the way there. But it's all good.. I got to take a long walk with my starbucks coffee in hand and i finally bumped into Asha and her actor, who were also lost. But we made it in the end. Yay us!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I didn't take any pictures of Asha's shoot because I was DP (Director of Photography), which is just a high class name for a camera man. Hehe.. It was a fun shoot eventhough I had to get into weird positions with the camera and ended up hurting my shoulder. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After that, we went for lunch. And while we were out, Sebastian was waiting for his actor and actress to arrive. When we got back, he told us that his actress canceled and I had to act for him. So i did. Hehe.. His story is about a wife murdering her husband. Funny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Sebastian even asked his actor to choose the "blood" of his choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hiHoJwyiI/AAAAAAAAAi4/Kk0ITODiv-k/s1600-h/IMG_5079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181499254466726434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hiHoJwyiI/AAAAAAAAAi4/Kk0ITODiv-k/s320/IMG_5079.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hmm, Which brand is good for blood? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hiH4JwyjI/AAAAAAAAAjA/ISZ4W8lNDHg/s1600-h/IMG_5080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181499258761693746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hiH4JwyjI/AAAAAAAAAjA/ISZ4W8lNDHg/s320/IMG_5080.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me and Dave, the actor (He wants to be a Bollywood star.. How cool is that?!) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hgp4JwyaI/AAAAAAAAAh4/mC-TIrU701s/s1600-h/IMG_5087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181497643853990306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hgp4JwyaI/AAAAAAAAAh4/mC-TIrU701s/s320/IMG_5087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Preparing the crime scene&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hgqYJwybI/AAAAAAAAAiA/d7tNgItx81Y/s1600-h/IMG_5091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181497652443924914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hgqYJwybI/AAAAAAAAAiA/d7tNgItx81Y/s320/IMG_5091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My dead husband. Muaahahahaha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hgqoJwycI/AAAAAAAAAiI/QBd7mxpF1l8/s1600-h/IMG_5092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181497656738892226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hgqoJwycI/AAAAAAAAAiI/QBd7mxpF1l8/s320/IMG_5092.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Taking the light reading of the blood. Hahaha! I thought it was a funny sight.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;---&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;On Saturday morning.. We went to shoot Seung's (my new crew member) film. Again, no pictures coz I was the DP. We shot the film outdoors and it was so freezing cold that my skin cracked all over until it started bleeding and i can see my flesh. It's a pretty gross sight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Then in the evening, we went to shoot my film.. Whee! Joon (the one in my crew) let me use his house, he's so nice! (Thank you, Joon!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Everyone was really tired by then but they were still so nice and helpful.. Hehe.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hgrIJwydI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/uSC1kgw-ZoE/s1600-h/IMG_5099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181497665328826834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hgrIJwydI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/uSC1kgw-ZoE/s320/IMG_5099.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me and my DP (Sebastian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hgrYJwyeI/AAAAAAAAAiY/rjBle2wDHOI/s1600-h/IMG_5100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181497669623794146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hgrYJwyeI/AAAAAAAAAiY/rjBle2wDHOI/s320/IMG_5100.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me and my actor (YoHei)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hfxYJwyVI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/ttISCTnPorE/s1600-h/IMG_5101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181496673191381330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hfxYJwyVI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/ttISCTnPorE/s320/IMG_5101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Gaffers (Seung &amp;amp; Joon)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hfx4JwyWI/AAAAAAAAAhY/h08VslWLD7s/s1600-h/IMG_5102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181496681781315938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hfx4JwyWI/AAAAAAAAAhY/h08VslWLD7s/s320/IMG_5102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The whole crew! Plus Joon (with the hat) and actor YoHei&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love them all!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hfyYJwyXI/AAAAAAAAAhg/P9Cw6m2PbJk/s1600-h/IMG_5104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181496690371250546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hfyYJwyXI/AAAAAAAAAhg/P9Cw6m2PbJk/s320/IMG_5104.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The guys lazing around while we clean up! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hfyoJwyYI/AAAAAAAAAho/-bWdZhM03hk/s1600-h/IMG_5107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181496694666217858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hfyoJwyYI/AAAAAAAAAho/-bWdZhM03hk/s320/IMG_5107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Joon, Asha and Me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;---&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After Joon and YoHei left, we wanted to have a celebratory dinner but no one wanted to go out to buy the food and drinks because we were all too tired and lazy. But all of a sudden, Asha screamed! And everyone was like, "What?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And then I saw a rat running! And I screamed! And me and Asha was like "RATTTT!!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Then, everyone started jumping on the furniture. Joon was the most terrified and it's HIS apartment. Hahaha. Then Sebastian started going around with his camera and taking videos of everyone's expression. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hfzIJwyZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/XdIZkQzNq78/s1600-h/IMG_5108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181496703256152466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hfzIJwyZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/XdIZkQzNq78/s320/IMG_5108.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Smile, guys! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After that, Sebastian got a brilliant idea to chase the rat around with our lighting kit. It was so funny that I had to take pictures. But when I ask him to pose for the camera.. He was like, "Sorry, Rachel. Real life, real problems."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Hahaha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hdFYJwyQI/AAAAAAAAAgo/KGTJaoJFvaY/s1600-h/IMG_5117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181493718253881602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hdFYJwyQI/AAAAAAAAAgo/KGTJaoJFvaY/s320/IMG_5117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sebastian with the V-Light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hdGIJwyRI/AAAAAAAAAgw/k57OEEq6b-c/s1600-h/IMG_5118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181493731138783506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hdGIJwyRI/AAAAAAAAAgw/k57OEEq6b-c/s320/IMG_5118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Still chasing the mouse. And Joon still very terrified. Hahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hdGYJwySI/AAAAAAAAAg4/erhNMJuXFrc/s1600-h/IMG_5120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181493735433750818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hdGYJwySI/AAAAAAAAAg4/erhNMJuXFrc/s320/IMG_5120.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Amidst the havoc, I still had to camwhore. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;---&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We didn't catch the mouse in the end. But everyone ended up going to buy the food and drinks together because no one wanted to stay in the house with the rat. So we went. And bought a gigantic pizza and some beers! Yum yum. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hdGoJwyTI/AAAAAAAAAhA/66S3rmlmVdk/s1600-h/IMG_5124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181493739728718130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hdGoJwyTI/AAAAAAAAAhA/66S3rmlmVdk/s320/IMG_5124.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;How huge is that?! Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hdHYJwyUI/AAAAAAAAAhI/vCw59tVS6EQ/s1600-h/IMG_5125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181493752613620034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hdHYJwyUI/AAAAAAAAAhI/vCw59tVS6EQ/s320/IMG_5125.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We were waiting for Sebastian to come eat and I introduced camwhoring to them. Look at Seung! Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hbqoJwyLI/AAAAAAAAAgA/3APjkC-UFUc/s1600-h/IMG_5127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181492159180753074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hbqoJwyLI/AAAAAAAAAgA/3APjkC-UFUc/s320/IMG_5127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After dinner, we were all tired and full.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On Sunday.. What do you know? Shooting again! Bahh! Didn't even have time to rest.. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We were shooting Joon's film.. And Sebastian was his actor. And a very pretty HyoJu unnie was his actress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hbrIJwyMI/AAAAAAAAAgI/LdGcPCMsz-s/s1600-h/IMG_5135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181492167770687682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hbrIJwyMI/AAAAAAAAAgI/LdGcPCMsz-s/s320/IMG_5135.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A behind the scenes shot.. Hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hbr4JwyNI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/tLd5_xF4How/s1600-h/IMG_5136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181492180655589586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hbr4JwyNI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/tLd5_xF4How/s320/IMG_5136.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;HyoJu: Get away from me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hbsIJwyOI/AAAAAAAAAgY/cZ7CiszxG9Y/s1600-h/IMG_5137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181492184950556898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hbsIJwyOI/AAAAAAAAAgY/cZ7CiszxG9Y/s320/IMG_5137.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*dush* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Halfway through the shoot, Sebastian was hungry. So we stopped for him to eat. He has special treatment coz he's the actor. Boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hbs4JwyPI/AAAAAAAAAgg/M9mSsiTe8Zw/s1600-h/IMG_5140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181492197835458802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hbs4JwyPI/AAAAAAAAAgg/M9mSsiTe8Zw/s320/IMG_5140.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Korean curry rice, cooked by Joon (very delicious!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hZiYJwyGI/AAAAAAAAAfY/PC_7wycDbZE/s1600-h/IMG_5141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181489818423576674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hZiYJwyGI/AAAAAAAAAfY/PC_7wycDbZE/s320/IMG_5141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hZi4JwyHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/a9OBIs0i0KA/s1600-h/IMG_5144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181489827013511282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hZi4JwyHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/a9OBIs0i0KA/s320/IMG_5144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Seung and Joon, setting up the set. Hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hZjYJwyII/AAAAAAAAAfo/mAEtk7VWMsU/s1600-h/IMG_5148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181489835603445890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hZjYJwyII/AAAAAAAAAfo/mAEtk7VWMsU/s320/IMG_5148.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;HyoJu and Me &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Continue acting.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hZjoJwyJI/AAAAAAAAAfw/p1uveXHwPrM/s1600-h/IMG_5149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181489839898413202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hZjoJwyJI/AAAAAAAAAfw/p1uveXHwPrM/s320/IMG_5149.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*dooooosh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hZkIJwyKI/AAAAAAAAAf4/zzUvd09BTpk/s1600-h/IMG_5152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181489848488347810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hZkIJwyKI/AAAAAAAAAf4/zzUvd09BTpk/s320/IMG_5152.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;punch punch punch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hYu4JwyBI/AAAAAAAAAew/IHT9I4U4tgY/s1600-h/IMG_5161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181488933660313618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hYu4JwyBI/AAAAAAAAAew/IHT9I4U4tgY/s320/IMG_5161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ready? Action!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hYvYJwyCI/AAAAAAAAAe4/lbcM_76yVNM/s1600-h/IMG_5163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181488942250248226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hYvYJwyCI/AAAAAAAAAe4/lbcM_76yVNM/s320/IMG_5163.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Seung getting naughty and eating the set!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hYv4JwyDI/AAAAAAAAAfA/ut6J19V_F9M/s1600-h/IMG_5178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181488950840182834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hYv4JwyDI/AAAAAAAAAfA/ut6J19V_F9M/s320/IMG_5178.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I was getting bored and sleepy, so i started playing with the props also.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hYwIJwyEI/AAAAAAAAAfI/umFS41ah_Ts/s1600-h/IMG_5166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181488955135150146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hYwIJwyEI/AAAAAAAAAfI/umFS41ah_Ts/s320/IMG_5166.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our props! (I'm very proud of it!) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After 6 hours, my brain stop functioning.. So i sat at the corner and ate chips.. and camwhored.. Hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hYwYJwyFI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/63PF0fJTf0w/s1600-h/IMG_5168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181488959430117458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hYwYJwyFI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/63PF0fJTf0w/s320/IMG_5168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hX24Jwx8I/AAAAAAAAAeI/apAmOXZ1iB8/s1600-h/IMG_5169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181487971587639234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hX24Jwx8I/AAAAAAAAAeI/apAmOXZ1iB8/s320/IMG_5169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hX3YJwx9I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Rnh2SIpnFUk/s1600-h/IMG_5177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181487980177573842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hX3YJwx9I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Rnh2SIpnFUk/s320/IMG_5177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hX34Jwx-I/AAAAAAAAAeY/nhZg6nxtmLU/s1600-h/IMG_5179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181487988767508450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hX34Jwx-I/AAAAAAAAAeY/nhZg6nxtmLU/s320/IMG_5179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Seba &amp;amp; HyoJu: What else do you want? We're getting tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Joon: Last one! Last one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That was what he was saying the whole night. -_-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We finally finished shooting at 10.30pm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hX4YJwx_I/AAAAAAAAAeg/ARx-clB4UyQ/s1600-h/IMG_5186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181487997357443058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hX4YJwx_I/AAAAAAAAAeg/ARx-clB4UyQ/s320/IMG_5186.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Group Shot!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hX4oJwyAI/AAAAAAAAAeo/KIUDpNdlug4/s1600-h/IMG_5187.JPG"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181488001652410370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dRhW8lGMnfg/R-hX4oJwyAI/AAAAAAAAAeo/KIUDpNdlug4/s320/IMG_5187.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My Favorite Crew! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;---&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;OMG! This is such a long post! Hahaha.. Sorry!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I don't get a lot of time to myself. So when i do, i need to get all my stories out on my blog. Hehe..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Who wants to act in my thesis film? Plz come in winter! I'm serious. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38913350-185078113478442935?l=raycheerache.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raycheerache.blogspot.com/feeds/185078113478442935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies'
