<?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-8639108381798920770</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:53:51.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Up</title><subtitle type='html'>you have to do your own growing no matter how tall your grandfather was</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-4690246174493443660</id><published>2008-12-31T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T22:46:17.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BYE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm going to change URL!! So.. farewell! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-4690246174493443660?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/4690246174493443660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=4690246174493443660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/4690246174493443660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/4690246174493443660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/12/bye.html' title='BYE!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-6377088590673732669</id><published>2008-12-29T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T20:38:43.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cupcakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I baked cupcakes with ze today!! (: Many "miracles" happened while we were preparing the ingredients. I didn't have to buy anything extra! Ze had a bad day with vocabs today. It was amazing to a certain extend. At first, the cupcaked looked very watery before it was "fried" but after that, it started to smell! And there was a volcano bump. It was a good sign to us. (: After that, we realised that the "meat" of the "cake" wasn't very well cooked. So we had to bake it again, and again, and again! Actually, that's about all. It turned out to be very "elastic" and nice! Addictive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2008 is coming to an end. ): I shall arrange the countries I've been to, besides Singapore, in the order favourite to --&gt; not my favourite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1.America!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Germany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Australia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Switzerland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. Thailand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6. Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7. Vietnam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8. China&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9. Hong Kong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;10. Bali, Indonesia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;11. Cambodia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't know why I put Cambodia at the bottome. ): I had many fond memories there but.. it's just not as nice as the others I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ohwell, Strings outing tomorrow!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Feeling a little bit excited. (: And really hope it doesn't rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-6377088590673732669?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/6377088590673732669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=6377088590673732669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/6377088590673732669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/6377088590673732669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/12/cupcakes.html' title='cupcakes'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-5693390167148084548</id><published>2008-12-28T17:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T13:08:01.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm back! From Malaysia!! I didn't even know which part of Malaysia I went. Just went there relunctanly with my parents, grandparent's and my dad's company staff. What did I do? Play Mahjong, read, stare, burn things, eat, sleep. Actually, nothing much. But I was a helpful camera man!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284778584589823458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SVdOH2sRbeI/AAAAAAAAAbU/Up81_sdXKwU/s320/Malaysia+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284778588361720882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SVdOIEvkBDI/AAAAAAAAAbc/64PGIbxzWxA/s320/Malaysia+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284778597938316930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SVdOIoazRoI/AAAAAAAAAbk/aTnr5noFFHw/s320/Malaysia+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284778605942779378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SVdOJGPNrfI/AAAAAAAAAbs/MHjJUXgDeAA/s320/Malaysia+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284778613083677474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SVdOJg1vIyI/AAAAAAAAAb0/eon10qNhvNQ/s320/Malaysia+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My uncle/grandpa/staff&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284796458890527186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SVdeYRppgdI/AAAAAAAAAb8/e_NYRpKHNqE/s320/Malaysia+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284796463940028962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SVdeYkdiyiI/AAAAAAAAAcE/BMppwBtScnY/s320/Malaysia+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284796467982720194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SVdeYzhZXMI/AAAAAAAAAcM/-BxbWajAcmk/s320/Malaysia+040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284796475856310834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SVdeZQ2m0jI/AAAAAAAAAcU/dfmxEQrf0EY/s320/Malaysia+048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284796483181578226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SVdeZsJFh_I/AAAAAAAAAcc/HU_5lBIW5aU/s320/Malaysia+049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284825896690668162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SVd5JyAIUoI/AAAAAAAAAck/GtN5og4fXcw/s320/Malaysia+076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284825906978595154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SVd5KYU9oVI/AAAAAAAAAcs/o2OrJa3LF1E/s320/Malaysia+082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284825909183505490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SVd5Kgip5FI/AAAAAAAAAc0/_k0GLhJ7jr8/s320/Malaysia+093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284825914028143778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SVd5KyltNKI/AAAAAAAAAc8/DeB3gOOU33I/s320/Malaysia+092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;That's all!! I was practising piano just now and as usual, I was practising the "Funeral March" from chopin. It was around 9.45pm, I was afraid that I might get complains. Didn't close my windows, and didn't put in any effort to play a little softer. So I was wondering if any superstitious chinese family would come up and ask me to stop. But instead, a group of people started clapping and shouting "Bravo!" when I finished playing. Actually, I didn't even finish playing!! Just got bored. It was still amusing though!! The last time I got my clapping was two years ago when I was practising Rhapsody In Blue. And another 2 times last year when I was practising violin. Heh. But I didn't expect a "Bravo!" for funeral march!! I was so shocked that I stopped practising and played Bach instead. (: Heee. Something interesting!! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-5693390167148084548?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/5693390167148084548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=5693390167148084548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/5693390167148084548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/5693390167148084548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/12/malaysia.html' title='Malaysia'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SVdOH2sRbeI/AAAAAAAAAbU/Up81_sdXKwU/s72-c/Malaysia+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-7313189381053210581</id><published>2008-12-25T16:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T16:19:57.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's Christmas!! Which means it's my mom's birthday!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How did I celebrate christmas this year? Limze asked me what I was going to do for Christmas about 3 weeks ago. And I said "Practice" but I didn't mean it. However, it came true. I ended up spending my morning practising and part of my afternoon practising too. Sari went back to Indonesia today. I got a new maid! She's gentle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm terribly bored and worried. I'm always bored and worried. Worried about sec 4 life and worried about my life. But I shouldn't be worrying!! But I can't help worrying about o'levels. I keep imagining myself failing o'levels. Nevermind, I'll just retake o'levels when I fail. Or go overseas or pretend I'm a retard. Maybe I am!! That should explain my stupidity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;How miserable. I'm self contradicting. Played Chopin's funeral march many times today. Probably cause it's a beautiful piece or I feel like dying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Merry Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-7313189381053210581?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/7313189381053210581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=7313189381053210581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/7313189381053210581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/7313189381053210581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-5670944869124087377</id><published>2008-12-23T09:05:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T10:10:46.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bali</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm back from Bali!! It wasn't as nice as I expected.. ): So I was quite disappointed. The waters weren't that clear but the waves were strong! However, I didn't get a chance to try surfing. ): Anyway, at least I got to go overseas!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282787459800306594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SVA7NI1JE6I/AAAAAAAAAYU/yHyddFcaK0A/s320/Bali+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282787470671153650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SVA7NxU9CfI/AAAAAAAAAYc/qidJ3-KuKYY/s320/Bali+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My parents took off their specs! So that the monkeys wouldn't steal their specs or caps. The picture below shows a monkey who took someone's cap. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282787477161014402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SVA7OJgQdII/AAAAAAAAAYk/8WqXFBS9Hfc/s320/Bali+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282787500906708002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SVA7Ph9q_CI/AAAAAAAAAYs/v_eiUEhEpGA/s320/Bali+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Milo's store! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282787505438963890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SVA7Py2PuLI/AAAAAAAAAY0/C35HNWchLMA/s320/Bali+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And another beach.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282791456437895186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SVA-1xdzABI/AAAAAAAAAY8/iTWTOv-Oqy8/s320/Bali+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282791459842038178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SVA-1-JaGaI/AAAAAAAAAZE/Wqahyflqzyo/s320/Bali+043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sunset.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282791460685615122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SVA-2BSiEBI/AAAAAAAAAZM/S97Xn9EvNII/s320/Bali+046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282791468726381666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SVA-2fPmbGI/AAAAAAAAAZU/lcgx6Urb5vs/s320/Bali+059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282791477467270194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SVA-2_zlzDI/AAAAAAAAAZc/IpEZYix_Tu0/s320/Bali+065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Volcano. The fog was about to cover everything. and soon, it became...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282794265957373298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SVBBZTvcFXI/AAAAAAAAAZk/bs2DeQ8M9Xw/s320/Bali+070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Like this!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282794270480617058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SVBBZkl3TmI/AAAAAAAAAZs/5nEC95fV2Ag/s320/Bali+075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Had lunch there the next day.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282794282225556338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SVBBaQWE23I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/_CsLPpe9FTM/s320/Bali+081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My resort's view.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282794289432774402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SVBBarMaRwI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/TQU6NWCs93A/s320/Bali+091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Went to turtle island the next day. I was so disappointed to see that the turtles were not swimming wildly but they were caught and put inside this place where tourists can go and see, touch the turtles.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282794293918103890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SVBBa75y-VI/AAAAAAAAAaE/vohjsQVGH10/s320/Bali+093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So that's me and my mom! My mom was sooo scared. I pity the turtles.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282797696953081938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SVBEhBMj4FI/AAAAAAAAAaM/vJhb7_dyAQU/s320/Bali+104.JPG" border="0" /&gt; There're going to be more pictures of me with cool animals!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282797702385635170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SVBEhVbyD2I/AAAAAAAAAaU/MccLWDLrfVk/s320/Bali+111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282797709350599170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SVBEhvYW-gI/AAAAAAAAAac/mnmsdrYJyPM/s320/Bali+114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282797711370151058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SVBEh2525JI/AAAAAAAAAak/Ml4-yPODnZ4/s320/Bali+123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My dad and I! Playing this water sport called "fly fish" we're the ones wearing a blue life jacket. It was pretty exciting!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282797716984236130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SVBEiL0XCGI/AAAAAAAAAas/Jezj2Nr-u00/s320/Bali+128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;See the black spot? We were flying!! My dad and I almost fell down.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282801204024916498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SVBHtKDpOhI/AAAAAAAAAbM/mOZU-LaP3tM/s320/Bali+131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's us!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282799996596057746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SVBGm4CK9pI/AAAAAAAAAa0/-QXU2QMDfZI/s320/Bali+135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Visited anoher temple after that. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282800006227099330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SVBGnb6Y_sI/AAAAAAAAAa8/9ZpfwTsms5w/s320/Bali+139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;That's the temple! Made from a rock. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282800014743876258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SVBGn7o8sqI/AAAAAAAAAbE/ZyIhycWT_UQ/s320/Bali+142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;That's all I've got!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-5670944869124087377?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/5670944869124087377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=5670944869124087377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/5670944869124087377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/5670944869124087377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/12/bali.html' title='Bali'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SVA7NI1JE6I/AAAAAAAAAYU/yHyddFcaK0A/s72-c/Bali+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-5370995208626558450</id><published>2008-12-17T14:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T14:48:06.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yay</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;YAY! My usb exercising mouse is finally working! It can entertain me very well. And it moves veryvery quickly!! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's all I have to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-5370995208626558450?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/5370995208626558450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=5370995208626558450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/5370995208626558450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/5370995208626558450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/12/yay.html' title='yay'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-6312171569638139929</id><published>2008-12-15T19:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T20:19:17.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>interesting things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello!! I think forgot to post about milo saving presto. The whole inccident happened when I wasn't at home. My dad told me that someone accidentally let Presto (the hamster) out and then he went missing. So my dad instructed my maid to find Presto, since he had to go out for dinner. So, my maid took milo on the leash and walked him around the house and son enough, milo spotted presto and started barking at him!! How interesting!! So, once again, the day is saved, thanks to... MILO! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279989627896147282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SUZKl4x_LVI/AAAAAAAAAYM/FyP_M5BIdoc/s320/milo+at+mayfair+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And, I've something else that's interesting! Yesterday, I had to play for my church's adults choir. Before the service started, the choir was suppose to sing an opening song. And I didn't know that they were supposed to sing this opening song! And just before they went up on stage, one of the members told me to get ready. Then I asked her what I was suppose to play, then she showed me the score with no piano part. So I stared at it and asked, "What's that?" And she said, "you don't have to score?" And I replied, "I've never played it before-" She passed me her score and quickly follwed the other members up on stage while I went to the piano. So, I asked the people around me, does anyone know how to play this? And guess what! No one knew!! Of course, I started to panic. Coincidentally, there was no conductor on that they too. So the choir members starting turning back and queing me to start. So I decided to press a D note since the first note was a D. When I pressed it, instead of singing they opened their files. So I figured out that that note was a queue to open their files. Then one member turned back and mouthed, introduction. I didn't even know what the introduction was!! The last line didn't even make sense to me!! So, I played the first line as introduction. I actually had to improvise on the spot!! Soon enough, they finished the song and I managed to improvise well enough I guess. Since they didn't stop at all.. So it was altogether a phew!!! I've never experienced something that last minute before. Improvising something that I've never heard infront of so many people. And a choir. Phew!!! I couldn't have done it without God's help!! After that, I accompanied them for another song, which was well prepared and I went off for sunday class. After class, I went back for another rehearsal with them and that was when I realised, I was supposed to accompany the choir for another song before the service ended!! Instead of going for sunday school!! How embarrassing!! But no one stopped me then.. so.. yeah. Just did what my conscience told me to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last friday, I went to east coast with ze! Went there just to roller blade and take pictures!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279986670324715554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SUZH5u-AkCI/AAAAAAAAAX0/40B2J6KEmVg/s320/east+coast+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our slippers!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279986612215834642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SUZH2WfxaBI/AAAAAAAAAXU/VgzmNHAS8TI/s320/east+coast+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ze's blade.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279986619925713202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SUZH2zN80TI/AAAAAAAAAXc/uQBmpabUXyo/s320/east+coast+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mine.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279986630084763250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SUZH3ZEDnnI/AAAAAAAAAXk/Pcc9Jp4FNL4/s320/east+coast+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The tree!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279986655680838658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SUZH44aovAI/AAAAAAAAAXs/zsnFPaNMMSU/s320/east+coast+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;That's us with the tree!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279989624634859314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SUZKlsob3zI/AAAAAAAAAYE/RAX7bJKdmcs/s320/east+coast+048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279989619920438866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SUZKlbEbhlI/AAAAAAAAAX8/GcW_ieWs1h0/s320/east+coast+068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Anyway, my tagboard will be back once I change my blog url. (:&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/8639108381798920770-6312171569638139929?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/6312171569638139929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=6312171569638139929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/6312171569638139929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/6312171569638139929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/12/interesting-things.html' title='interesting things'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SUZKl4x_LVI/AAAAAAAAAYM/FyP_M5BIdoc/s72-c/milo+at+mayfair+022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-5878504278985001276</id><published>2008-12-10T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:41:40.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cambodia Cat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/ST_StLU64EI/AAAAAAAAAXM/QitmOVuDXxU/s1600-h/Cambodia+193.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278168961877991490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/ST_StLU64EI/AAAAAAAAAXM/QitmOVuDXxU/s320/Cambodia+193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/ST_StOuWOJI/AAAAAAAAAXE/RMlh71ftl54/s1600-h/Cambodia+195.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278168962789947538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/ST_StOuWOJI/AAAAAAAAAXE/RMlh71ftl54/s320/Cambodia+195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/ST_SsnuVu3I/AAAAAAAAAW8/ls_2pxWXRkQ/s1600-h/Cambodia+191.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278168952320932722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/ST_SsnuVu3I/AAAAAAAAAW8/ls_2pxWXRkQ/s320/Cambodia+191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/ST_SsR9C75I/AAAAAAAAAW0/9s_qK2RuHD8/s1600-h/Cambodia+094.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278168946477035410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/ST_SsR9C75I/AAAAAAAAAW0/9s_qK2RuHD8/s320/Cambodia+094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/ST_SsLM4f3I/AAAAAAAAAWs/hzQ98vezhSQ/s1600-h/Cambodia+192.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278168944664412018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/ST_SsLM4f3I/AAAAAAAAAWs/hzQ98vezhSQ/s320/Cambodia+192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet, the cambodia cat!! Taken in cambodia. (: by my amazing new camera. hee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-5878504278985001276?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/5878504278985001276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=5878504278985001276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/5878504278985001276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/5878504278985001276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/12/cambodia-cat.html' title='Cambodia Cat'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/ST_StLU64EI/AAAAAAAAAXM/QitmOVuDXxU/s72-c/Cambodia+193.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-7781476120761486215</id><published>2008-12-09T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:17:27.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello! I changed blogskin. Heh. I shall blog about life. Life is tough. I've just proved to myself again, that life is tough. One's expectations can make life really tough. 2 days ago, I just had my piano teacher's class hour. Andand, I played terribly!!! But I found it quite amusing then. I'd never expect myself to play that horribly!! Maybe cause of the distractions around me. On the bright side, my dad received good comments from my teacher however, I've also learnt not to accept good comments. Cause they do me no good. Soso, I've became a pessimistic person!! Heee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had prefects meeting in the morning, it was surprisingly, not that bad! Time flew. Oh! And that reminds me of introducing my new role model, Ze!! She's constantly studying all the time!! What amazing focus. Therefore, I shall learn from her and try to study constantly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tomorrow, sectionals again then strings matters again. Hopefully, things will get better tomorrow! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-7781476120761486215?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/7781476120761486215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=7781476120761486215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/7781476120761486215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/7781476120761486215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/12/life.html' title='life'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-4007379836008860577</id><published>2008-12-05T19:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T20:15:07.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>disney</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/STkanJ1vU8I/AAAAAAAAAWc/Peb2_NqIM4A/s1600-h/Robinsons_070329093448275_wideweb__300x375.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276277698399785922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/STkanJ1vU8I/AAAAAAAAAWc/Peb2_NqIM4A/s320/Robinsons_070329093448275_wideweb__300x375.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Meet the robinsons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/STkamwnLe6I/AAAAAAAAAWU/zUBbceKMYN0/s1600-h/incredibles.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276277691627830178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/STkamwnLe6I/AAAAAAAAAWU/zUBbceKMYN0/s320/incredibles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; The incredibles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/STkamvLRnXI/AAAAAAAAAWM/QDkYwcGMRv8/s1600-h/finding_nemo_doreen.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276277691242356082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/STkamvLRnXI/AAAAAAAAAWM/QDkYwcGMRv8/s320/finding_nemo_doreen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Nemo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/STkamT9nC8I/AAAAAAAAAWE/evao9mKUN3Q/s1600-h/bolt.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276277683937283010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/STkamT9nC8I/AAAAAAAAAWE/evao9mKUN3Q/s320/bolt.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bolt!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ohoh!! I love disney!! (: Today, I finally went out with my mom!! After manymany months!! Hehehehe. I watched child aid 2008 last night. It was sooo entertaining!! All the young talents were just too amazing. Aww, I really miss child aid 2006! But what a disgrace I was. Which reminds me of the past: From eve to mary musical!! That was wonderful. I sure had many memories from that too. Ohwell, a one of a kind experience!! 2006 was my best year!! I just bought my 2009 diary. Which reminds me again that I am... sec 4!! By the time I finally accept the fact that I'm sec 4, I bet that would be the last day of school. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Interesting fact of the day: I brought milo down for a walk. Alone, at night. And I ran 2 rounds around my condo! In slippers. Hehe. How cool. Also, I didn't study at all today!! That felt wonderful. I feel like a free man!! I should run more often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276277704256122210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/STkanfp_7WI/AAAAAAAAAWk/gJ5qSAtzEjI/s320/opus+one+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;That is the state of my room. After cleaning it up a few days ago!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And, today I've confirmed my 2009 target: To earn $10 000. So that my dad won't have to pay so much for my future car! (: I can't wait to drive!! Especially when my brother says that he's having driving lessons. ): And he drives a boat in navy. And I don't drive anything, besides myself. What a pity.. the day will come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-4007379836008860577?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/4007379836008860577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=4007379836008860577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/4007379836008860577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/4007379836008860577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/12/disney.html' title='disney'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/STkanJ1vU8I/AAAAAAAAAWc/Peb2_NqIM4A/s72-c/Robinsons_070329093448275_wideweb__300x375.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-5185655119622362668</id><published>2008-12-02T20:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T21:02:54.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>proceeding on to...sec 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't believe it!! I'm going to be sec 4. ): Then I'm going to JC then uni then work and work then retire then die. This is just too fast!! I wish time walks or crawls. Let's see, there's still 1 month of holiday left. Should be going to Indonesia and Malaysia. And am I going to study? ): Practice? ): How miserable. There's nothing to be happy about besides the everyday thanksgiving part. Like being thankful that I'm alive, the sun's still there, my stomach is filled, I've water to drink, the moon wasn't eaten up, the stars didn't get tired of twinkling, milo's still barking, my house is still standing, Singapore is still a piece of land... well, all those. But there's nothing to be excited about. Normally, my holidays would be filled with concerts but this time, I've nothing. All the concerts were over. So... I normally spend my mornings practising, afternoon practising and trying to study, night, day dreaming and still trying to study. Apparently, my lifestyle's quite boring. Let's blame it on my parents. They give me all the freedom and tell me not to study that hard. How mean. And they're always not at home. ): And they don't scold me. ): Why can't they just force me to study or tell me that I need to be more hardworking? Instead of, "Don't study too hard! You're scaring me" or "Don't practise anymore! You might hurt your hand again." or "Why do you need to practice so hard?" I see other people's parents forcing their children or scolding their children but mine? I even asked my dad before, why didn't you force me to study or practice when I was young? His reply was, "I didn't want you to lose interest" He's not wrong but still... not totally right. My dad even asked me recently, "When was the last time I scolded you?" Sigh. I've been very troubled by this recently. It's like I feel that I've too much freedom to do whatever I want. It's normally what many teenages ask from their parents but to me, I think I've had enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-5185655119622362668?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/5185655119622362668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=5185655119622362668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/5185655119622362668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/5185655119622362668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/12/proceeding-on-tosec-4.html' title='proceeding on to...sec 4'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-5191061681863821078</id><published>2008-12-01T20:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T21:22:15.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jet Stream Pen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My jetstream pen has been found!!! This calls for a celebration!! At first, I thought I lost my jetstream pen again. Cause I've already lost 2. ): But at least, I found my pen!!! Then, I thought I spoiled my 4th camera when it couldn't on. But I realised that I put the battery the wrong way, phew!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today, I went to bukit timah hill with ze! To exercise and read our book there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;That's all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have a very boring life. While everyone else is well entertained by studying or... something else. ):&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274807902732863682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/STPh1yTQyMI/AAAAAAAAAVs/H6TCv98Qz_o/s320/Bukit+Timah+Hill+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274807920807274802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/STPh21oiaTI/AAAAAAAAAV0/nMh-iyVTO2I/s320/Bukit+Timah+Hill+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274807935369885506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/STPh3r4iN0I/AAAAAAAAAV8/6o6X7dN4SCE/s320/Bukit+Timah+Hill+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-5191061681863821078?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/5191061681863821078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=5191061681863821078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/5191061681863821078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/5191061681863821078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/12/jet-stream-pen.html' title='Jet Stream Pen'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/STPh1yTQyMI/AAAAAAAAAVs/H6TCv98Qz_o/s72-c/Bukit+Timah+Hill+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-3201488608290912297</id><published>2008-11-27T10:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T10:20:51.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mayfair Gardens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SS4DJC5YjSI/AAAAAAAAAVk/fWa-btyhAfQ/s1600-h/Mayfair+Gardens+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273155667628690722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SS4DJC5YjSI/AAAAAAAAAVk/fWa-btyhAfQ/s320/Mayfair+Gardens+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SS4DI_0j_NI/AAAAAAAAAVc/R3cDoLSxVXA/s1600-h/Mayfair+Gardens+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273155666803162322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SS4DI_0j_NI/AAAAAAAAAVc/R3cDoLSxVXA/s320/Mayfair+Gardens+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So cool!! I didn't use any flash.&lt;br /&gt;&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/8639108381798920770-3201488608290912297?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/3201488608290912297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=3201488608290912297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/3201488608290912297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/3201488608290912297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/11/mayfair-gardens.html' title='Mayfair Gardens'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SS4DJC5YjSI/AAAAAAAAAVk/fWa-btyhAfQ/s72-c/Mayfair+Gardens+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-5795471178240457497</id><published>2008-11-26T09:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T09:40:46.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Violin Lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Isn't it strange? I had my last violin lesson!!! Finally!!! I've been waiting for this day for a very very very long time. Although I feel guilty, I think it's alright. Violin's just not my cup of tea. I actually thought of changing my mind and maybe getting a teacher that leaves nearby but... it seems like my parents are not finding any teacher and neither am I. So... hmmmm... ohwell. I'll just let it be! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-5795471178240457497?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/5795471178240457497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=5795471178240457497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/5795471178240457497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/5795471178240457497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/11/last-violin-lesson.html' title='Last Violin Lesson'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-4769485277686625238</id><published>2008-11-22T14:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T17:54:25.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yay! I'm back from strings camp!! Finally, I can enjoy my holidays on monday onwards. (: I had a very busy schedule the pass few weeks. Was working on proposals, flying overseas, projects... but phew! Everything's over! Let's see, the next thing I'm dreading would be monday. ): Why? Cause I have violin lesson. Probably the last. I feel some sort guilty. I guess no one can persuade me to change my decision. Not even my teacher. At least I know to be careful when getting a female teacher! They're more emotional then male teachers. Even though my teacher offers to teach me at a place which is muchmuch nearer to my house, on weekends and irregular lessons... I just can't accept the offer. If I really accept, I'll feel like I'm owing her a favour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So monday should be my last lesson. Or will be. ): I feel sooo guilty. If I ever change my decision.. ohwell, I'll see how! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Strings camp was fairly fun. It didn't go as well as I expected... so I'm a bit disappointed. But at least, we finally had our veryvery first overnight camp!! After persuading mrs chan for such a long time.. I hope my juniors will continue the tradition! Let's see, I'm already starting to plan other things... ohoh! And I'm actually worried about the audition for SYF! Strangely, I feel that I won't get through, considering my attitude. I mean I enjoy talking during rehearsals, looking back and doing more talking... turning around and looking at the clock, staring outside, waiting for rehearsal to be over.. hmmm. I'm starting to think that I don't set a very good example. But at least the other SLs do set a good example!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Basically, I'm typing such a long post cause I'm waiting for my video to be uploaded. Sometimes I don't understand why I have a blog. Maybe cause it feels good when I look at my archives and reflect on the past.. I feel ancient. I'm probably ageing. ohoh! I did something cool during strings camp.. Ze and I rollerbladed around school for night games!! It's a good place to skate. Both of us also managed to enjoy supper at 1am at the canteen. Hehehe. How memorable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I still need to practise violin. And piano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I can't imagine myself being sec 4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, The video has been uploaded!! Enjoy. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cambodia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/008m-MeXNTA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/008m-MeXNTA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-4769485277686625238?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/4769485277686625238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=4769485277686625238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/4769485277686625238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/4769485277686625238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/11/camp.html' title='camp'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-1476398848500846933</id><published>2008-11-17T17:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T18:05:29.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>technology</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HELLO!! I'm back from Cambodia!! (: I've learnt sooo much there! And I'm surely going to miss that place. Anyway, my dad finally bought me a camera before I left for Cambodia. It ended up to be from fujifilm. ): How sad and annoying. Well at least it's 10 megapixels. He said he might get me a SLR if I really want one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My phone's officially dead. ): And now I have to use a nokia phone!! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Got a laptop today! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's not what I wanted either. It's only $1100. The only reason for why I chose that was because the screen is non reflective. And since I don't wish to permanently wear specs, I have to save my eyes. ): Ohwell, I least I have a laptop! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And more depressing things coming up!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tomorrow will be my 2nd last violin lesson. Heeeee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-1476398848500846933?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/1476398848500846933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=1476398848500846933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/1476398848500846933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/1476398848500846933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/11/technology.html' title='technology'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-1069778371230923126</id><published>2008-11-02T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T21:27:37.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>milo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SQ2quyO0RiI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Zo1zpOjLTJo/s1600-h/PhotoFunia_21413.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264051260200601122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SQ2quyO0RiI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Zo1zpOjLTJo/s320/PhotoFunia_21413.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SQ2quhWTcTI/AAAAAAAAAVM/dO1ETsbdx6E/s1600-h/PhotoFunia_17e3a.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264051255668601138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SQ2quhWTcTI/AAAAAAAAAVM/dO1ETsbdx6E/s320/PhotoFunia_17e3a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Some cool milo pictures!! (: &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/8639108381798920770-1069778371230923126?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/1069778371230923126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=1069778371230923126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/1069778371230923126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/1069778371230923126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/11/milo.html' title='milo'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SQ2quyO0RiI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Zo1zpOjLTJo/s72-c/PhotoFunia_21413.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-4145664449895953805</id><published>2008-11-01T15:08:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T16:51:31.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vietnam</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I spent my very first day in Hannoi. Didn't do much that day cause I arrived at 5pm which was already quite dark! During the ride, I noticed that many people horn quite often. It was like constant noise pollution! Fascinating at first but it got more and more annoying. Every second, there would be at least 2 cars horning at the same time. And there are very few traffic lights around. When I reached Lucky Hotel, a narrow 2 star hotel, I was delighted to see 3 computers at the lobby. (: The room was not big but it was long.. everything in Vietnam seems so long. Long and thing. Even Vietnam is long. But I liked the hotel room still. (: It had cartoon network, disney channel and channel news asia! The breakfast served was delicious too!! Always ordered French Toast and banana milkshake. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263587452590144210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SQwE5oPWutI/AAAAAAAAARE/Pz6VECVytFw/s320/100_1131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Second day!! Start of our journey. We left Hannoi to Ha Long Bay. The famous famous Ha Long Bay. That's me, my dad and my mom having lunch in a boat on the way to Ha Long Bay. My brother couldn't come along because of NS. ):We were given a choice to stay overnight in the boat but due to my mom's sea sickness, we couldn't. ): Ohyes! Amazingly, boats also horn at each other!! So there was constant noise pollution accompanying us throughout. Thankfully, we went further away from the other boats later and could peacefully enjoy the awesome scenery and food. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263587478697590706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SQwE7Jf2v7I/AAAAAAAAARc/D6rgr3IIXQE/s320/100_1165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263589299823938482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SQwGlJuNi7I/AAAAAAAAASM/r6v_YPV67LY/s320/100_1216.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Here's the nice scenery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SQwE6ocOu0I/AAAAAAAAARU/7bOYdL1e1Pc/s1600-h/100_1153.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263587469824015170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SQwE6ocOu0I/AAAAAAAAARU/7bOYdL1e1Pc/s320/100_1153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We even went inside a cave! That's called the heaven path. The light's so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SQwE6H0ptAI/AAAAAAAAARM/UJ8uWMk_0qk/s1600-h/100_1138.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263587461068076034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SQwE6H0ptAI/AAAAAAAAARM/UJ8uWMk_0qk/s320/100_1138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263589275740538946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SQwGjwASCEI/AAAAAAAAARs/RjNhrX7oIEY/s320/100_1185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;2nd cave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263587485672583746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SQwE7je0skI/AAAAAAAAARk/jCd9G2UO-80/s320/100_1173.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263589284417287666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SQwGkQU-tfI/AAAAAAAAAR0/7FG32ao2Ciw/s320/100_1196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263589294617598898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SQwGk2U7G7I/AAAAAAAAASE/JSZK8T1rYE0/s320/100_1211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263589289133858594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SQwGkh5f3yI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-syfUqLW9pg/s320/100_1199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wonderful scenery! We went to Cat Ba after that to stay in a resort. This time it's 5 star resort!! It was like a paradise. Behind the resort was a mountain and infront was the beach and sea! I wish I could be burried there when I die.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263591283036421922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SQwIYlw6fyI/AAAAAAAAASc/ZSzDAx_64uE/s320/100_1222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263591293769508514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SQwIZNv4ZqI/AAAAAAAAASs/DRY-JhDRfkE/s320/100_1225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Had a good sleep and went to take a walk! Here's the scenery we saw. Everything was just so awesome except for the hundreds and thousands of dead millipedes that were lying all around the pathway!! Disgusting. It was raining the night before and early in the morning. Despite of that, my dad and I went for a swim later on in the morning!! When it started pouring again. And my rashes got better thanks to the sea water!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263591287379387618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SQwIY18W5OI/AAAAAAAAASk/PbQoHT0m6QY/s320/100_1223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My dad and I on the pathway.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263591270402143810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SQwIX2sqtkI/AAAAAAAAASU/EvlOXShgQXw/s320/100_1221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My mom and I!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263591302705785154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SQwIZvCdKUI/AAAAAAAAAS0/tXdAAq4YCMA/s320/100_1278.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We went to monkey's island later in the afternoon! That's monkey's island! Took a boat there with some other tourists whom some of them also sat with my family on the first boat ride! I got to know 2 old ladies from England whom I found very amazing! They are literature teachers in England who have been touring around half of the world for six months! They took a train all the way from England to vietnam! And on the way also visited Russia, China... How cool! I also met a group of young adults from Canada who toured around for 6 months too! They wanted to skip winter. (: &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263596537262084402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SQwNKbR7kTI/AAAAAAAAAS8/f4rBJz2MF74/s320/100_1246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This truly is monkey island!! My mom got attacked by monkeys on the way back from the toilet! Luckily there were no scratches at all even though she said that she almost got bitten to death.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263596555578163186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SQwNLfg0v_I/AAAAAAAAATU/5p4E918xaoQ/s320/100_1267.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My dad!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263596546468038626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SQwNK9kzR-I/AAAAAAAAATE/ti-jr4YDMZc/s320/100_1290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263596547251362530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SQwNLAfj2uI/AAAAAAAAATM/0qcpuuR4LeQ/s320/100_1292.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I went canoeing with my dad too! It was beautiful. The scenery was too good. The sea was peaceful too. (: But there were no fishes or chorals. ):&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263600098643899794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SQwQZudhdZI/AAAAAAAAATs/L5l68aG5xQ0/s320/100_1261.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263596565303851890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SQwNMDvm-3I/AAAAAAAAATc/Or5qMNipiwk/s320/100_1294.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The last day at Cat Ba. ): Which was the 4th day.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263600113521592706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SQwQal4pCYI/AAAAAAAAAT8/ZvCOLI295tM/s320/100_1301.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Totally miss Cat Ba!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263600088256205938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SQwQZHw51HI/AAAAAAAAATk/rcsLvJCFyKA/s320/100_1298.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263600106942841906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SQwQaNYJRDI/AAAAAAAAAT0/VKX7I6v6gws/s320/100_1300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I see three people. (:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263600119475136130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SQwQa8EE5oI/AAAAAAAAAUE/sCvuhXC6THY/s320/100_1313.jpg" border="0" /&gt;On the way back to Hannoi. In the boat. (: This time, we visited the water caves on the way back! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263602762897755778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SQwS0zlJDoI/AAAAAAAAAUM/AXE_6UFVp-c/s320/100_1316.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There were selling pineapples!! That little girl kept saying "... pinapple!...pineapple!" The ... represents something which I don't understand.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263602772929090754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SQwS1Y8zFMI/AAAAAAAAAUU/mD1KYM8YL3g/s320/100_1317.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Finally, the water cave! It was low tide so the boat could enter. We took another type of boat. People actually vandalise the caves!! How sad. ): I saw writings on the rocks. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263602790185753778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SQwS2ZPG3LI/AAAAAAAAAUs/flAvusM6x08/s320/100_1347.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263602785193190962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SQwS2GoyZjI/AAAAAAAAAUk/wUyp9sAPT6c/s320/100_1340.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263602779084404258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SQwS1v4VtiI/AAAAAAAAAUc/PEldZq9XPI0/s320/100_1337.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263606270543460178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SQwWA-lC91I/AAAAAAAAAU0/5_tKTMv4ar8/s320/100_1358.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The blue building is a bank! A floating bank!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263606287502229554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SQwWB9wVQDI/AAAAAAAAAVE/C_qnNtwAafk/s320/100_1354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263606276877759426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SQwWBWLQs8I/AAAAAAAAAU8/icOZEhNMjCw/s320/100_1359.jpg" border="0" /&gt;ok! That's all!! On the 5th, I went back to Hannoi and then went back to Singapore on the 6th day... yup!! (: That's Vietnam!&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/8639108381798920770-4145664449895953805?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/4145664449895953805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=4145664449895953805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/4145664449895953805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/4145664449895953805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/11/vietnam.html' title='Vietnam'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SQwE5oPWutI/AAAAAAAAARE/Pz6VECVytFw/s72-c/100_1131.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-1669944049100814006</id><published>2008-11-01T10:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T10:25:23.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Haloween was cool. A great experience altogether! But sadly, my phone got spoilt. Can't stand it. I've spoilt 3 phones, 3 cameras, 1 laptop. I'm never going to forgive myself for this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The sweets we (Ze, ze2, tham, christine) collected yesterday wasn't as many as expected. But the people we met were nicer! Also, this time, our halloween bags improved. It's nicer looking and a little more durable. And this time, we went to someone's house to meet our classmates who were all celebrating halloween! I was a ghost yesterday, ze was a ghost too. Ze's brother was harry potter. Tham? She was an alien. And christine was... something complicated and nice! I'll say she was our queen! With a red cape and mask. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today, I'm single eyelid. On both eyes!! So rare. Yesterday, I was still double and single. But now, both single!! How cool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm going to practise something. But I don't know what to practise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Demoralised. So is Tham. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I don't want to touch the violin for the rest of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But bet I'm going to practise violin later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;): My phone's spoilt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Starting to teach tomorrow!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I need to earn money. I need to get a phone, camera, laptop and grandpiano. What's really necessary for me now is a grandpiano. As for phone, I hope I can find my warranty and get it fixed!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-1669944049100814006?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/1669944049100814006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=1669944049100814006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/1669944049100814006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/1669944049100814006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='halloween'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-5178695492211680271</id><published>2008-10-29T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T22:33:26.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm back! From... VIETNAM!! It's quite a nice place but I don't really like Hannoi. The Ha Long bay and Cat Ba island was beautiful though! Let's see, I went for 1 hour of strings today. Wonder what changed my mind. Life has been tough. Economy crisis isn't getting any better. Somehow, I feel stressed. Stressed over my responsibilities... and I'm just so worried that I'll make the wrong decision. To me, everything's messed up now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really really lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall sleep and wake up feeling a little better I hope!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Besides that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MILO!!! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He's now 5. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-5178695492211680271?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/5178695492211680271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=5178695492211680271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/5178695492211680271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/5178695492211680271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-4260317040188854383</id><published>2008-10-18T21:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T23:05:49.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>economy crisis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello!! I need some help!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Firstly, who is willing to donate a big fish tank that is around 50-60cm width and 30cm or more height? Quaver, the gorgeous fly river turtle, desperately needs one as she has grown tremendously this year. (Like me!) More information about Quaver: She's a rare turtle which is now an endangered species. Wikipedia--small and grow slowly, their high cost and large potential size makes them suitable only for experienced aquatic turtle keepers. They tend to be shy and prone to stress, which can cause problems with their feeding, but they are known to eat commercially available processed turtle pellets or trout chow, as well as various fruits and vegetables. So I really really need one kind soul to donate to me a tank as Quaver needs a bigger space and don't forget that she is rare!! She might also be one of the last few fly river turtle (pig-nosed turtle) in the world!! Soon... As for Quaver's old tank, I'll be using it to build a terrarium and also put it as part of my research on making terrariums. And once I'm more confident, I'll teach others how to build a terrarium too!! Then, everyone will be able to enjoy the art of indoor plants! (:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258508451152743874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SPn5k1dZTcI/AAAAAAAAAQM/bM0e9WnKXBQ/s320/DSC00677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258508680830332098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SPn5yNEzLMI/AAAAAAAAAQc/MLrhAukMBuM/s320/DSC00551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258508683933605362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SPn5yYorXfI/AAAAAAAAAQk/1q-O1vOf2ms/s320/DSC00554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258508450002287746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SPn5kxLGvII/AAAAAAAAAQU/MRlidG85tPc/s320/DSC00682.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Quaver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Secondly, who wants to buy my violin? I'm selling it for $5000 only! I'm selling her because I'm looking for a new sound. (and I might stop playing the violin) (: Besides, there are no other bad points. Here are the good points: She's bright, sharp but not too sharp, beautiful... everything! And she has lots of experience!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258508442816318594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SPn5kWZ1jII/AAAAAAAAAP8/CgU84vZlfDY/s320/DSC00651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;That's my piano and violin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thirdly, who's planning to sell a C2 piano, 6 feet 2, yamaha for not more than $14000? I really need one cause my piano in my room is constantly out of tune, it's small, and I'm sick of it. Plus, I think piano's my first instrument so it'll be cooler if I have a C2 piano so that I'll enjoy my practices and for the first time have my own grandpiano!! This means alot to me cause it has always been my dream to have a grandpiano since young. I have rearranged the furnitures in my living room so that it's prepared for the arrival of a grandpiano.. Please tell me if anyone's planning to sell their second hand C2!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258508686694584610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SPn5yi68kSI/AAAAAAAAAQs/sSFZaj2ncnU/s320/DSC00606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Milo and I! At the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;If anyone can help me out, that'll be great! Just tag on my tagboard and I'll discuss more details with you personally! (: &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258508724218607330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SPn50utXtuI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/onWGu3FkSz0/s320/DSC00636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258508446426162898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SPn5kj2fZtI/AAAAAAAAAQE/UNPp6yOS9DM/s320/DSC00676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My air plant!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258508686844501730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SPn5yjesHuI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/McU1WIt3XxM/s320/DSC00609.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The 3 of us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-4260317040188854383?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/4260317040188854383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=4260317040188854383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/4260317040188854383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/4260317040188854383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/10/economy-crisis.html' title='economy crisis'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SPn5k1dZTcI/AAAAAAAAAQM/bM0e9WnKXBQ/s72-c/DSC00677.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-3585350600440545697</id><published>2008-10-13T20:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T20:22:50.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HELLO! I finally decided to post! Basically, my exams finally ended last friday and I'll be getting my papers back tomorrow! Let's see, throughout the whole exam period, I did have some fun and new experiences! Although I didn't post on my blog, the things ze and I did are on our blog! Bet no one remembers the link. Hehe. After exams, I didn't feel happy instantly.. but felt happier later on! I went to the beach with ze after exams, went to vivo the next day to buy something but didn't buy anything in the end.. went for an interesting wedding lunch on sunday and today, spent the whole day in school even though it was marking day! Had prefects training the whole day... The rest of the time was spent on practising.. trying to save myself from getting scolded tomorrow.. Let's see, piano and violin lesson tomorrow, strings on wednesday, prefects camp from thurs to sat.. and then hopefully I can finally go out somewhere!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256612149469765730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SPM85jMl4GI/AAAAAAAAAPM/QgGCgK8XmTM/s400/DSC00526.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here's my favourite picture taken obviously at esplanade... ze and I survived through our exam period thanks to squash and esplanade and roller blading!! And many more! Everything's written on our blog... soo, I'll be nice and put the link at my links. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hope I'll post soon!!&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/8639108381798920770-3585350600440545697?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/3585350600440545697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=3585350600440545697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/3585350600440545697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/3585350600440545697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello.html' title='HELLO!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SPM85jMl4GI/AAAAAAAAAPM/QgGCgK8XmTM/s72-c/DSC00526.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-3121197292512219724</id><published>2008-09-27T22:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T22:37:49.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>end of years</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SN5Dcx2qcvI/AAAAAAAAAOo/a_hI3cT7gIg/s1600-h/DSC00451.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250708377258586866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SN5Dcx2qcvI/AAAAAAAAAOo/a_hI3cT7gIg/s400/DSC00451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; HELLO!! EOYs have finally arrived! I have to say that the first 2 papers I took were quite... different from what I've expected. Heh. I've been studying alot these few days! Well at least as much as I can! Trying out different methods of studying... and so on! My simple expectation for my eoys is to be promoted to sec 4! And I bought a bottle of light sticks. So that I can wear one on my wrist to sleep every night! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SN5Dc-PWPcI/AAAAAAAAAOw/_aJGtezANjY/s1600-h/DSC00454.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250708380583345602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SN5Dc-PWPcI/AAAAAAAAAOw/_aJGtezANjY/s400/DSC00454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; That's milo. I got bored this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SN5DdXmmbMI/AAAAAAAAAO4/MlK7hHYHCGk/s1600-h/DSC00456.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250708387391761602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SN5DdXmmbMI/AAAAAAAAAO4/MlK7hHYHCGk/s400/DSC00456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; He got bored accompanying me too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SN5DdU3liVI/AAAAAAAAAPA/SgfzKyDT_Mo/s1600-h/DSC00457.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250708386657700178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SN5DdU3liVI/AAAAAAAAAPA/SgfzKyDT_Mo/s400/DSC00457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SN5DM5u89dI/AAAAAAAAAOI/0BbGyfw6zRk/s1600-h/CIMG3500.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250708104495822290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SN5DM5u89dI/AAAAAAAAAOI/0BbGyfw6zRk/s400/CIMG3500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I like this. It's so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SN5DM5Y_jJI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/MAXVT86tfNU/s1600-h/CIMG3501.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250708104403717266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SN5DM5Y_jJI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/MAXVT86tfNU/s400/CIMG3501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Reading my new scores? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SN5DNKpGN5I/AAAAAAAAAOY/UM3pAH1jFsk/s1600-h/DSC00464.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250708109034665874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SN5DNKpGN5I/AAAAAAAAAOY/UM3pAH1jFsk/s400/DSC00464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Aww.. his reaction when I say "up"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SN5DNKEYgTI/AAAAAAAAAOg/pI4A_matYYo/s1600-h/DSC00462.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250708108880675122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SN5DNKEYgTI/AAAAAAAAAOg/pI4A_matYYo/s400/DSC00462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; He looks strange here. He was suppose to play dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SN5C4c5Q80I/AAAAAAAAANo/yPwxkwBGy-E/s1600-h/DSC00445.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250707753157063490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SN5C4c5Q80I/AAAAAAAAANo/yPwxkwBGy-E/s400/DSC00445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Ohyeah! That's ze and me! We went to botanical gardens on friday to study under a tree. (: But apperently, the number of ants there were much more than expected. We have been researching on ways to get rid of ants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SN5C4vXdI3I/AAAAAAAAANw/7eIOsM5HqLk/s1600-h/DSC00446.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250707758115529586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SN5C4vXdI3I/AAAAAAAAANw/7eIOsM5HqLk/s400/DSC00446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SN5C4iF4cAI/AAAAAAAAAN4/gB0ARVIAzC4/s1600-h/DSC00450.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250707754552160258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SN5C4iF4cAI/AAAAAAAAAN4/gB0ARVIAzC4/s400/DSC00450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; But we still managed to study.. under a tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SN5C4ipxVAI/AAAAAAAAAOA/D06abfrRd3o/s1600-h/DSC00448.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250707754702689282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SN5C4ipxVAI/AAAAAAAAAOA/D06abfrRd3o/s400/DSC00448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; That's not our tree. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-3121197292512219724?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/3121197292512219724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=3121197292512219724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/3121197292512219724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/3121197292512219724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/09/end-of-years.html' title='end of years'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SN5Dcx2qcvI/AAAAAAAAAOo/a_hI3cT7gIg/s72-c/DSC00451.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-3109535154893668629</id><published>2008-09-22T18:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T18:57:48.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I actually went to school today!! Today wasn't that bad.. the weather was good and that's an important factor!! End of years are coming... I don't think I'm prepared at all!! Just can't believe that my exams are coming! As long as I get promoted to sec 4, I think I'll be happy enough! Hee. Really hope I'll be able to take the stress! (: Just 3 weeks less till temporary freedom!!! YAY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-3109535154893668629?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/3109535154893668629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=3109535154893668629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/3109535154893668629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/3109535154893668629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/09/school.html' title='school'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-1220665514514983159</id><published>2008-09-21T11:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T11:40:13.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>misery</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yet again, I've failed. It's quite expected anyway. I already knew that no matter how well I play, they will mark me down for cutting sections of my piece. First, they penalized me for playing overtime, now they penalize me for avioding playing over time. This is stupid. I heard, that failure brings you a step closer to success. But I guess I have to go through the world's longest staircase to achieve success. Unless a miracle happens and I find a escalater. Of course I'm not upset about this tie's failure but I'm definitely still upset about last week's disappointment. This year I the worst year of my life. Last year too. And maybe next year too. First, I failed in music and now I'm going to fail in studies. Anyway, I shall try my best for I know, I will keep failing and failing.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-1220665514514983159?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/1220665514514983159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=1220665514514983159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/1220665514514983159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/1220665514514983159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/09/misery.html' title='misery'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-7565569660416489259</id><published>2008-09-16T19:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T19:33:24.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life is unfair</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Although I still can't accept the fact that life is unfair, I'm feeling alot better now cause I finally realise why I didn't get in the finals and I also know of someone who is also experiencing the same problem as me. So, why didn't I get in the finals? Well, it's simply because my piece was too long. So they deducted my marks. Isn't that nice? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't really feel like posting now. Feeling very... bothered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-7565569660416489259?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/7565569660416489259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=7565569660416489259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/7565569660416489259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/7565569660416489259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/09/life-is-unfair.html' title='life is unfair'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-8266927236629245310</id><published>2008-09-14T13:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T13:39:59.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dead</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't want to live anymore. and I have a perfectly good reason for wanting to die. I DIDN'T GET IN THE FINALS. Isn't that great? Fantastic? Wonderful? Now I am proud to say that I'm a perfect failure. Failure in music, failure in studies or basically a failure in everything I do. What went wrong today? I gave my note perfection, my musicality and my best. And yet, everyone else in the world got in except me. If it's the piece that they don't like, then this is just too unfair. I do know already the number of people who hates the piece I play but do I care? I like it and that's my own problem. Music is free everyone should be open minded about different pieces. Just stop being so biased and soooo unfair!!! Where's my justice? Just because my piece is not well liked doesn't mean that the performer is a bad musician. I don't get it. LIfe is unfair. My mom tells me that very often. Life is UNFAIRUNFAIRUNFAIR. What's unfair? And that's LIFE. L. I. F. E. LIFE. If I played badly today, I wouldn't be too upset but you know what? I don't even think I played badly! Everyone was saying that I played very well however, I don't think I can trust anymore comments for the rest of my life. From now on, if someone says I'm smart, it means that I'm stupid. So it applies here. Everyone said I played well. Sooo.. I played badly! It's as simple as that! Well, since everyone has been saying that I play well since my very first performance, it just simply means that I have been playing very badly. Why can't people just tell me that I played badly instead of being sarcastic? It really makes me feel like saying that everyone is a liar but I can't say that right? So it means that my ears have a big problem. I don't want to live anymore. Life is unfair and it's going to get more unfair. If it wasn't for my mom, I think my legs will still be hanging out of the window. Thanks to my new badroom design.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'll never ever ever understand why I didn't get in to the finals. But for now, it only proves that I'm the louiest person in the whole world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Thank you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-8266927236629245310?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/8266927236629245310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=8266927236629245310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/8266927236629245310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/8266927236629245310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/09/dead.html' title='dead'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-6551657160728165965</id><published>2008-09-13T21:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T21:26:58.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my room</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;YAY. My bed is finally out of my bedroom! Hehhh. I had a wonderfulwonderful day today. Did no studying at all. Woke up quite late in the morning, then when rollerblading with ze's family at botanical gardens where many interesting inciddents happened. Then, I came home, practised... and Tham came over!! To practise our very last minute piano duet. We played basketball too! And yup. That's about all. It's going to be another amazing day tomorrow! Lantern festival!! Can't wait. Hopefully, the statrus clouds won't cover the sky anymore. I want to see the lovely moon!! And hopefully milo can celebrate lantern festival with me too! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245496323399859538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SMu_HULdvVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/U3C3hRywowM/s400/DSC00397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245496329095870050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SMu_HpZf9mI/AAAAAAAAANA/tzTTY0zNmbU/s400/DSC00399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Milo's left ear is folded!! Heee. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245496330619252834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SMu_HvEs8GI/AAAAAAAAANI/BLSTBu9OWpA/s400/DSC00401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;He's lifting his paw up!! He's either thinking or trying to shake hands. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245496334775355410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SMu_H-jmCBI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Huk5IVoQGz4/s400/DSC00402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Heee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-6551657160728165965?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/6551657160728165965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=6551657160728165965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/6551657160728165965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/6551657160728165965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-room.html' title='my room'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SMu_HULdvVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/U3C3hRywowM/s72-c/DSC00397.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-4659530480205580880</id><published>2008-09-12T17:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T17:48:19.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no school!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HEEE. I didn't go to school today!! Why? Simply because I need to stay at home and seriously study amath. Well, my other reasons are that I am mentally and physically not very well. Adding on, I woke up finding my lips numb and swollen. Isn't that interesting? I did spend my morning and afternoon going through amath. But of course, I was very distracted at times. Kept falling asleep and practising piano when I got bored. That's how I spent my day. (: Anyway, I think life in school is happier without me. Bet my classmates know what I mean! They can break all the school rules they want without being caught! How fun is that! School's always better when I'm not around.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-4659530480205580880?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/4659530480205580880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=4659530480205580880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/4659530480205580880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/4659530480205580880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-school.html' title='no school!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-5199854783722748102</id><published>2008-09-10T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T22:17:02.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hi. I'm tired. Physics SPA is over!!! Yayyyy! School passed quite quickily today, which is a good thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was sooo tired that I played Beethoven sonata in E flat major in E major. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Schools tomorrow!! And terrible english oral. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Can't wait for tomorrow to be over!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I really need to start practising piano seriously too. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-5199854783722748102?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/5199854783722748102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=5199854783722748102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/5199854783722748102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/5199854783722748102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/09/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-2222020379528768437</id><published>2008-09-09T19:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T19:55:07.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OHNO!!! Physics SPA tomorrow!!! I think I'm going to faint while doing the experiment. Let's see... didn't go to school today! Thanks to ze's viola exam. Spent my day rehearsing with ze, studying.. went for piano lesson too. Well. That's about all. Basically, I'm posting because I'm feeling very packed. My dad says he's going to move my bed out of my bedroom. I think it'll be better that way too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've nothing to post about. Going back to work now. ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And physics spa tomorrow!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-2222020379528768437?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/2222020379528768437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=2222020379528768437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/2222020379528768437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/2222020379528768437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/09/nothing.html' title='nothing'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-1807282054260854448</id><published>2008-09-08T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T22:39:06.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sigh. School starts again! Missed my o'levels physics spa because of tham huiyu!! Had to be her accompanist for her voice exam. Therefore I'll be taking my spa on wednesday. Hearing from my classmates, it seems like it's a tough one!! Anyway, I got to leave school earlier! (: Chinese oral was terrible. Really really terrible. But violin lesson after that was long... 1 and a half hours. It was long for me since I was really tired. Heh. I played bach chromatic fantasie and fugue for my teacher today!! She requested for it. Hee. Still made a few mistakes though, not used to the piano! Basically, there's lots of polishing to do for mendelssohn. So I guess next sunday's finals will just be a chance for me to have some exposure!! My aim is to just make sure I don't embarrass myself. Also, this would be the last violin competition I'm joining!! I'm too lousy to join anymore competitions. Unless a miracle happens and... yeah. Just pray that God will give me the strength this 2 weeks to manage my time and more importantly do what's right and never forget to praise Him and thank Him for his grace to me. (:  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243658032867246946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SMU3MuStA2I/AAAAAAAAAMo/M12lPytTh5k/s400/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The 4 of us! Christie, Yushi, Chrstine and me!! We were watching the music with friends video. I think we were watching our own trio. Hehhh. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243658037196203266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SMU3M-azpQI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MR3iQtwEI4E/s400/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Had a great time. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-1807282054260854448?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/1807282054260854448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=1807282054260854448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/1807282054260854448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/1807282054260854448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/09/monday.html' title='monday'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SMU3MuStA2I/AAAAAAAAAMo/M12lPytTh5k/s72-c/Image004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-2254900780684845950</id><published>2008-09-07T17:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T18:08:58.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hi. I just got woken up by ze's call. Seems like she's back from a fairytale lifestyle while I have been hmmm.... suffering? Heh. Today was a.. very messy day for me. But yesterday was really fun!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday after half studying half practising, I went to my piano teachers house for a party!! Met up with Christine, Christie and Yushi to swim then had a cosy dinner. Reached home at 10.3 0 and slept immediately. Heeee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Woke up at 8am. Rushed to pick my Aunt up then when to the competition area. At least they gave the competitors 10min to warm up first. (: Being the unlucky first competitor, I was mentally unprepared to play. Got up and played bach terribly and mendelssohn horribly too. Yup. Was chanting in my head "why am I playing so badly?" After me was a boy followed by 3 other competitors who were really really really impressive!!! I got out after the first half of the competition since I thought that there was no point watching the other competitors. Still feeling very dizzy after my disgusting playing, went to tcc with my mom for lunch. My mom was telling me that I will difinitely not get in and I was at the same time telling myself that too. Ohwell, I was quite happy when I assumed that I didn't get in! Can finally concentrate on my piano competition and my studies!! My mom was happy for me too and she brought my to Cnady Empire to buy some sweets to celebrate my failure! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Until, we decided to check out the results for fun, out of curiousity. Immediately when I saw my name, my mom and I screamed. Which followed by, I got scolded by my mom. First for wasting her money on the sweets and second for embarrassing myself.  Besides her telling me how badly I played for the next hour, I was suffering from I don't know. Just felt very dizzy, troubled and worried. All the competitors from the first half and one competitor from the second half got in to the finals. So actually, getting in wasn't such a good thing after all. As I mentioned before, I'd rather not get in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sigh. Now I've got lots to do! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I changed my blogskin too!! I know, this blogskin doesn't fit me but it's cool!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Somehow. (:   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-2254900780684845950?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/2254900780684845950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=2254900780684845950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/2254900780684845950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/2254900780684845950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/09/wow.html' title='wow'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-2039079467709514321</id><published>2008-09-06T09:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T09:39:04.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rotting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm rotting on my chair... worrying sooo much! For my fourth finger. It's definitely going to affect me tomorrow! This is badbadbad. VERYVERY BAD! I have a strong feeling that I'm going to anyhow play in pain tomorrow. Still, I can't believe I just played basketball again. I must be unconsciously stressed. Not for the competition! But I think for my studies? Or maybe both added up together. Well, I'm going to spend the rest of the day half practising half studying!    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-2039079467709514321?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/2039079467709514321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=2039079467709514321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/2039079467709514321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/2039079467709514321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/09/rotting.html' title='rotting'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-5301543020043100752</id><published>2008-09-05T21:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T21:36:11.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rollercoaster</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HELLO!! I'm here to advertise for ze's and my blog!! We have a shared blog at &lt;a href="http://upandownonthe.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://upandownonthe.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; you can go there if you're bored! Cause there's nothing much over there for the moment! Anyway, my 4th finger is injured. ): I hope it'll get well REALLY soon!!! That's all for now, school's starting soon! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-5301543020043100752?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/5301543020043100752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=5301543020043100752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/5301543020043100752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/5301543020043100752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/09/rollercoaster.html' title='rollercoaster'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-2407400923926757929</id><published>2008-09-05T18:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T09:34:02.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>piano competition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wow, I had a very interesting day.. with a mixture of sadness and happiness. But more of sadness I guess. Firstly, I woke up really really early in the morning to prepare for the competition! I woke up at 7am!! Hehh. Then, my parents went to fetch ze who went to the competition to support me(: then went to opusone to practise for 10min then went to the competition venue. I was nervouse but not very nervous then... made a really big mistake for Beethoven (forgot that the piano was really loud on the low notes) and composed another chord for Bach Fantasie. For the fugue, I survived but was stopped by the judicator. Phew!! well, after me (2nd candidate) was Christine then Yu Shi. Actually, I thought Christine and Yu Shi played really really really well!! Although the results were very unexpected, I think that everyone tried their best already! (: &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242483937762151858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SMELXZMBDbI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ta26NWtaCbE/s400/DSC00372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saw this bird outside my house the other time. Cool? &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242483942761942594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SMELXr0DzkI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/IMxbJjKMWHg/s400/DSC00385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Chrstine! Yu Shi took it. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242483942194979474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SMELXps4opI/AAAAAAAAAMY/eE7hEaRhOZc/s400/DSC00388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Taken by yushi too!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242483945160807218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SMELX0v_kzI/AAAAAAAAAMg/r0z4Et4A764/s400/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yup, the children!! (: (my piano teacher kindly treated us for breakfast/lunch) heeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-2407400923926757929?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/2407400923926757929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=2407400923926757929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/2407400923926757929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/2407400923926757929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/09/piano-competition.html' title='piano competition'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SMELXZMBDbI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ta26NWtaCbE/s72-c/DSC00372.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-6885674267946221040</id><published>2008-09-04T09:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T09:44:54.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>music with friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What a fun concert!!! I have to say that I really really enjoyed myself!! (: Everyone played really really well and I hope the audience enjoyed the concert too! Though I didn't play as well, I missed half a bar for the fugue and made 2 slips. And for the fantasie, I had to compose my own chord cause I actually forgot what chord it was! Besides, I really had fun and I guess I learned alot from this concert!!! And the coolest thing is that all the children (below 16) get to share the same dressing room. (: Which would be Chrsitie, YuShi, Christine and me! (:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241974919984606146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SL88aqMwa8I/AAAAAAAAALg/KzKel4w9okQ/s400/CIMG3467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241974926176008306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SL88bBQ5uHI/AAAAAAAAALo/-N2wXCQ35ek/s400/CIMG3477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Christine and Christie. (:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241974932341441298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SL88bYO2wxI/AAAAAAAAALw/gNdAjLVGKY8/s400/CIMG3478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Christine and I. (: And obviously taken by Christie! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241974946687224162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SL88cNrKCWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/ktcXzPACkJg/s400/CIMG3483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Yu Shi and I!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241974936621983618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SL88boLap4I/AAAAAAAAAL4/0ZoHhOJX1QY/s400/CIMG3479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And all the children below 16 plus Hui Qi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This concert is truly, MUSIC WITH FRIENDS!!!&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/8639108381798920770-6885674267946221040?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/6885674267946221040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=6885674267946221040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/6885674267946221040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/6885674267946221040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/09/music-with-friends.html' title='music with friends'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SL88aqMwa8I/AAAAAAAAALg/KzKel4w9okQ/s72-c/CIMG3467.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-2333352613889276713</id><published>2008-08-30T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T22:47:32.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my busy week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SLlbbJ4OxsI/AAAAAAAAAK4/KyMskHO3XYY/s1600-h/DSC00352.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240320163488646850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SLlbbJ4OxsI/AAAAAAAAAK4/KyMskHO3XYY/s400/DSC00352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Wow.. I had such a busy week!! Even though it was the last week of school. Well, at least everything turned out fine. Teachers Day event was successful!! Heee. It was such a relief. And Aloud went out really well!! The picture above is me on the left and lydia on the right! Lydia is this supersuper talented singer!! She finally won 3rd place for Aloud! (: I'm so proud of her!! (: She did her best and wow!! So Cool! And yes, my hair looks very different. Lydia's friends did it for me. Since I was Lydia's accompanist, I had to follow her commands. -.- Hee. If it wasn't for her, I don't think I'll want to style my hair like that!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SLlbbbl2a2I/AAAAAAAAALA/NncBZm_ndZY/s1600-h/DSC00353.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240320168243391330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SLlbbbl2a2I/AAAAAAAAALA/NncBZm_ndZY/s400/DSC00353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SLlbbXWnxyI/AAAAAAAAALI/Q1D-Ien09hY/s1600-h/DSC00364.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240320167105775394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SLlbbXWnxyI/AAAAAAAAALI/Q1D-Ien09hY/s400/DSC00364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SLlbbi7R3EI/AAAAAAAAALQ/H3-HA0-YBG0/s1600-h/DSC01423.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240320170212318274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SLlbbi7R3EI/AAAAAAAAALQ/H3-HA0-YBG0/s400/DSC01423.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; All the pictures were taken using my phone except for this very faded one!! This was taken by Tham's super cybershot phone... well compare with my phone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SLlbcHAjyBI/AAAAAAAAALY/SYkPWsVaR4w/s1600-h/DSC00367.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240320179898140690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SLlbcHAjyBI/AAAAAAAAALY/SYkPWsVaR4w/s400/DSC00367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; It's much clearer!! Hee. Anyway, today is Tham Huiyu's birthday!! So I'm going to wish her a veryveryvery HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! May she grow up to be a more sensible person. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, I have another very busy week ahead! Although it's the holidays. I'll post more if I have the chance to!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bye!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-2333352613889276713?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/2333352613889276713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=2333352613889276713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/2333352613889276713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/2333352613889276713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-busy-week.html' title='my busy week'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SLlbbJ4OxsI/AAAAAAAAAK4/KyMskHO3XYY/s72-c/DSC00352.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-894639148221846022</id><published>2008-08-21T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T22:06:32.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SK103nDqWII/AAAAAAAAAKQ/3uV4PjMbGxc/s1600-h/DSC00332.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236970440427722882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SK103nDqWII/AAAAAAAAAKQ/3uV4PjMbGxc/s400/DSC00332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; hello!!! Showing you some pictures!! CA3 is finally over!! Yeah. Here is milo! Guess which part of the body is he showing you? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SK1034m7JVI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GeEJ3Lbi1pI/s1600-h/DSC00338.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236970445139027282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SK1034m7JVI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GeEJ3Lbi1pI/s400/DSC00338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; And Charmelle!!! Awww. So cute! I think I did his introduction some time ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SK104qCkqwI/AAAAAAAAAKg/OJByqKS0KR8/s1600-h/DSC00340.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236970458408332034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SK104qCkqwI/AAAAAAAAAKg/OJByqKS0KR8/s400/DSC00340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; The interesting tree. It is ze's and my trademark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SK104kKeeGI/AAAAAAAAAKo/E65CiM6eXeo/s1600-h/DSC00341.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236970456830867554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SK104kKeeGI/AAAAAAAAAKo/E65CiM6eXeo/s400/DSC00341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; That's us! Rollerblading back from my auntie's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SK104zdS49I/AAAAAAAAAKw/AxHGgaNKLhI/s1600-h/DSC00342.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236970460936332242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SK104zdS49I/AAAAAAAAAKw/AxHGgaNKLhI/s400/DSC00342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Went to my auntie's house for piano/violin lesson! Ze sat in and almost fell asleep. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SK10kcocC2I/AAAAAAAAAJo/reGVFO4AtNs/s1600-h/DSC00325.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236970111211670370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SK10kcocC2I/AAAAAAAAAJo/reGVFO4AtNs/s400/DSC00325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; An empty bus taken from a time when we went back from esplanade library some time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SK10kZgAaiI/AAAAAAAAAJw/-cReYNiF37M/s1600-h/DSC00327.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236970110370998818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SK10kZgAaiI/AAAAAAAAAJw/-cReYNiF37M/s400/DSC00327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; And that's tham on the right!!! (: She's currently suffereing from slight depression. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SK10kpGNsHI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/g6dfqcKApzI/s1600-h/DSC00331.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236970114557784178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SK10kpGNsHI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/g6dfqcKApzI/s400/DSC00331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Milo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SK10k2VkFJI/AAAAAAAAAKA/p4bkZhOXzvY/s1600-h/DSC00333.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236970118111827090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SK10k2VkFJI/AAAAAAAAAKA/p4bkZhOXzvY/s400/DSC00333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Milo! This is milo's nose! I think milo's eyes are with ze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SK10lK36eXI/AAAAAAAAAKI/2TFLumdjXU4/s1600-h/DSC00335.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236970123624610162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SK10lK36eXI/AAAAAAAAAKI/2TFLumdjXU4/s400/DSC00335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; And finally, we rollerbladed to my other auntie's house too! That's her lovely dog, Matilda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My relatives stay near me. And since ze stays near me too, we pass by their houses often. (: &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/8639108381798920770-894639148221846022?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/894639148221846022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=894639148221846022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/894639148221846022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/894639148221846022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/08/hello-showing-you-some-pictures-ca3-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SK103nDqWII/AAAAAAAAAKQ/3uV4PjMbGxc/s72-c/DSC00332.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-568401299493083957</id><published>2008-08-18T18:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T19:16:09.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Botanic Gardens</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;School starts again. ): Tests begins too.. homework starts piling up. But guess what I did yesterday!! Ze and I came up with this sudden dicision to go to Botanic Gardens!! With... Milo and Dream!! We wanted to rollerblade there but.. well, maybe another time! So, we got there by a form of transport which should not be revealed (: and reached there safely. Hee. It was so cool.. I was holding Milo on one hand and dream on the other hand and both dogs were working together!! It didn't last long though. Dream started to slow down while milo was still pulling. Heh. At the end, we put dream inside the trolley I brought. Anyway, it was a great improvement for dream!! Maybe he was motivated by milo. Heee. Botanic gardens was slightly wet, after the rain. But cooling!! Hope I'll survive this weels tests and homework. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235814498175175090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SKlZi6mSSbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/BehpgUvIBw8/s400/CIMG3435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Welcome to Botanic Gardens!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235814504426319346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SKlZjR4rLfI/AAAAAAAAAJI/ps7sIkLI_HU/s400/CIMG3437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235814517487109442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SKlZkCinBUI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/nDg9ZKqCQOw/s400/CIMG3441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235814526291639650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SKlZkjVxfWI/AAAAAAAAAJY/i_k06gjjDeE/s400/CIMG3443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235814531306057986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SKlZk2BTcQI/AAAAAAAAAJg/fIswXMEsD0A/s400/CIMG3445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;How awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-568401299493083957?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/568401299493083957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=568401299493083957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/568401299493083957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/568401299493083957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/08/botanic-gardens.html' title='Botanic Gardens'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SKlZi6mSSbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/BehpgUvIBw8/s72-c/CIMG3435.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-17185465315072380</id><published>2008-08-15T13:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T13:31:20.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music With Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Piano recital-- Music with Friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Venue: Esplanade Recital Studio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Date: 3 September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Time: Around 7.30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cost: $20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Others:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I strongly encourage all music lovers to come and watch this concert! There'll be many piano solo pieces and some chamber music like 2 piano pieces and a piano trio. This concert will showcase pieces from all periods- baroque to 20th century, played by pianists age 10 onwards. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All who wants to buy tickets , please inform me through any form of contact. (: Or you can just tag on my tagboard. I'll be playing piano -- Bach chromatic fantasie and FUGUE. I'm playing the fugue!! Unimaginable. Also, I'll be playing the violin in the piano trio with Yu Shi and Christine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So you know what to do now.. Buy tickets!! (:    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-17185465315072380?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/17185465315072380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=17185465315072380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/17185465315072380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/17185465315072380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/08/music-with-friends.html' title='Music With Friends'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-2300833127997701944</id><published>2008-08-15T13:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T13:08:01.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my identity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HEY ALL!! I HAVE A NEW IDENTITY!! I changed my name!! Heeee. I'm no longer Chua Yu Xi Rachel... instead, I am &lt;strong&gt;Rachel Chua Yu Xi&lt;/strong&gt;!!! Isn't this super cool? I made my i/c today. (: Anyway, I shall post about my week. I practised piano and violin! Heh. And.. I'm enjoying my elearning days now. That's about all. There's a busy month ahead! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-2300833127997701944?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/2300833127997701944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=2300833127997701944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/2300833127997701944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/2300833127997701944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-identity.html' title='my identity'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-3740859984414237728</id><published>2008-08-07T18:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T18:49:57.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HELLO!!! YAY.. the week is over!! I am sosososo glad!! Now, I can finally practise piano. and maybe violin. After school today, ze and I went to KFC to eat cheese fries. :) And we were discussing about strings. I really hope that strings will get gold with honours next year!! I know nowadays, strings has been going through some difficulties but we'll pull through. Maybe it's my fault that there are some conflicts however, I want to let all the strings people here who read my blog know that I am trying my veryvery best and I will do my best!!! :) Also, I am as troubled too. I really want strings to do well but sometimes, things can get difficult. No matter, I'll keep striving for the best. Hopefully, everything can settle down soon. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I BELIEVE IN MGSTRINGS!!! And you better too!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have this feeling that many people come to my blog and not tag. Heeee.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-3740859984414237728?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/3740859984414237728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=3740859984414237728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/3740859984414237728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/3740859984414237728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/08/week.html' title='week'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-9067475044216806026</id><published>2008-08-04T20:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T20:32:15.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>music euphoria &amp; prefects installation &amp; my adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;concert:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was ok. I was nervous then not nervous then played fairly ok. An experience. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Prefects installation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Strings did well. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My adventure:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Do you know what I did after I realised my stupidity? I met up with ze and rollerbladed all the way from my house, Rifle Range to Bukit Panjang!! Which is Tham's house. So cool right!! It was a little tiring but since I was so bothered by my stupidity, I wasn't aware of my stamina. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230636942357965234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SJb0lgJIKbI/AAAAAAAAAI4/x3n33hCIy0E/s400/DSC01299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's us starting our journey back to our houses!! (: I love being a street skater with ze!!! It's so cool and memorable. And I might finally go for roller blading lessons!! YAY.  Hopefully I'll learn some stunts then join competitions!! (: Dreams.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-9067475044216806026?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/9067475044216806026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=9067475044216806026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/9067475044216806026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/9067475044216806026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/08/music-euphoria-prefects-installation-my.html' title='music euphoria &amp; prefects installation &amp; my adventure'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SJb0lgJIKbI/AAAAAAAAAI4/x3n33hCIy0E/s72-c/DSC01299.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-6983737682426701932</id><published>2008-08-04T19:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T19:50:13.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my EMBARRASSMENT!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't believe myself!!! I am soooooooooo stupid!!!! Careless!!!! Blurrrr!!!!! This is ridiculous... when I was about to go for violin lesson, instead of pressing level 17, I PRESSED LEVEL 15!! (which is T'ham's level in her condo. All her fault!) then, I rang the doorbell and thought no one was home and WENT HOME. I can't believe my retardedness!!!!! I was sooo sleepy and tired from yesterday's concert that I did such a brainless thing. And since my dad wasn't in Singapore, I couldn't get my teacher's number. AHHH. Until he called me and told me that I actually went to the wrong house again. I really really really can't believe myself!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I met up with ze later on in the day and told her how stupid I was. I felt sooo stupid that I wanted to tell te whole wide world how stupid I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's why I'm posting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-6983737682426701932?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/6983737682426701932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=6983737682426701932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/6983737682426701932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/6983737682426701932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-embarrassment.html' title='my EMBARRASSMENT!!!!!!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-909664906843728578</id><published>2008-08-02T19:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T19:34:25.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>milo saves the day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had a great afternoon!!! First, I practised violin, then went roller blading with milo!! He was great. He's speed to day was wow... supersuper fast!! It felt great!! He ran and ran and I skated and skated.... until we were all really tired. Then on our way back home, we stopped at a grass patch, where milo enjoyed his rest. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229880085138904594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SJREOnSYFhI/AAAAAAAAAIA/634wy5DAfhk/s400/DSC00263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Doesn't he look happy? Somehow, I felt really happy too. It was like, wow... I just felt very light. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229880681368517602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SJRExUal--I/AAAAAAAAAII/1qi6yNj61yA/s400/DSC00268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229880692091147986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SJREx8XEVtI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/-iPZG4XusPA/s400/DSC00269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229880690507511170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SJREx2df9YI/AAAAAAAAAIY/pJxde1PdA6Q/s400/DSC00275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229880698234717410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SJREyTPzxOI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ciHP-2Ao0LQ/s400/DSC00280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229880082969256818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SJREOfNF43I/AAAAAAAAAH4/mzoFGxD-Tqw/s400/DSC00260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229880694499532482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SJREyFVRXsI/AAAAAAAAAIg/bLIM0EFoud4/s400/DSC00277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229881236073967922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SJRFRm2rcTI/AAAAAAAAAIw/68uBrQ7wXP4/s400/DSC00287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Right now, my mind is cleared and the sky is dark. What a day. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229880075379994738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SJREOC7q8HI/AAAAAAAAAHo/nskS-gcNUtc/s400/DSC00256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229880076660363634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SJREOHs70XI/AAAAAAAAAHw/b3xWyELqU04/s400/DSC00257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Even Presto agrees!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-909664906843728578?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/909664906843728578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=909664906843728578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/909664906843728578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/909664906843728578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/08/milo-saves-day.html' title='milo saves the day!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SJREOnSYFhI/AAAAAAAAAIA/634wy5DAfhk/s72-c/DSC00263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-199235988220562074</id><published>2008-08-02T15:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T15:40:06.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SJQLz_K4jsI/AAAAAAAAAGg/QV2RWam0DV8/s1600-h/DSC00220.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229818055042305730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SJQLz_K4jsI/AAAAAAAAAGg/QV2RWam0DV8/s400/DSC00220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; HI! There was lunch box day yesterday. (: So Ze and I baked m&amp;amp;m cookies a day before! Since we were in 3M, we made m&amp;amp;m cookies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SJQL0G5QjZI/AAAAAAAAAGo/S7PYC2p9Gpk/s1600-h/DSC00221.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229818057115864466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SJQL0G5QjZI/AAAAAAAAAGo/S7PYC2p9Gpk/s400/DSC00221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Disgusting right? Hope it didn't give anyone a stomach ache!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SJQL0RWWxiI/AAAAAAAAAGw/GLM1UwJBCeo/s1600-h/DSC00230.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229818059922261538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SJQL0RWWxiI/AAAAAAAAAGw/GLM1UwJBCeo/s400/DSC00230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; And that night, I went to ze's house to rollerblade again!! This is Tommy!!! But now he's known as Charmielle. Charmielle belongs to this family whom we do not know.. but we never fail to pass by their house to see Charmielle! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SJQL02QKWgI/AAAAAAAAAG4/j9WIlN8dpkg/s1600-h/DSC00234.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229818069828393474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SJQL02QKWgI/AAAAAAAAAG4/j9WIlN8dpkg/s400/DSC00234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; AWW!! So adorable! The first time we saw him, he was still tiny! But now he's growing. (: Still not an adult yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SJQL1G1vx2I/AAAAAAAAAHA/jgrL_7efYLE/s1600-h/DSC00236.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229818074281002850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SJQL1G1vx2I/AAAAAAAAAHA/jgrL_7efYLE/s400/DSC00236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Before we visited Charmielle, we actually rollerbladed to Hannah's house!! Hehehehehe. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229818856594348562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SJQMipLyGhI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Ql54-W4WRD0/s400/DSC00239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And we went to the park. I love my blades!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229818860760088178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SJQMi4s-PnI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/aAc--H1nju4/s400/DSC00245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ze and I were wearing our 2H shirt! Can't wait to get our 3M shirt! Don't you think the sky is so nice? Ze and I aspire to be street skaters!! Or maybe night street skaters!! Heeee. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229818866612949202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SJQMjOgZ0NI/AAAAAAAAAHY/DoZh5GNGOqY/s400/DSC00248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229818870030512530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SJQMjbPNsZI/AAAAAAAAAHg/L1FwjFEBVRc/s400/DSC00253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;PRESTO!!! I cleaned his cage today!! T'hat's why the wheel is shiny. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sigh... I really can't wait for tomorrow's concert to end. I'm going to be really really really happy!! And very hopefully, my fever will subside by then. HOPEFULLY! If not, I'm going to play horribly. I shall also remind myself that after this concert, I'm going to concentrate on my aims!!! By the way, I think the maximum time I spent preparing for the concert was only 3 hours. I'm going to be frightened by my own sound tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hope to get over my fear of balloons as soon as possible!! Then maybe, I can be a balloon modeling clown!! Yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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/8639108381798920770-199235988220562074?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/199235988220562074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=199235988220562074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/199235988220562074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/199235988220562074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-weekend.html' title='my weekend'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SJQLz_K4jsI/AAAAAAAAAGg/QV2RWam0DV8/s72-c/DSC00220.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-6986995261629290278</id><published>2008-07-29T20:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T20:54:52.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HELLO!! Yay, tuesday's over!! Next is wednesday, then thursday then friday!! Today, I had a really fun PE lesson. Netball! Besides, nothing much happened. Just posting pictures taken yesterday! And today. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228416330905945810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SI8Q852ABtI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Jf3vah55KIM/s400/DSC00189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Went to ze's house to cycle around the houses. Isn't it cool? It was 8.15pm. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228417371674667042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SI8R5fAmaCI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ocQMQrdHAA8/s400/DSC00179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228416343693159250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SI8Q9peta1I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/xC-7t8JMVRU/s400/DSC00201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228416332695864914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SI8Q9AgwBlI/AAAAAAAAAFI/qVdwbpFC-t8/s400/DSC00153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Presto!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228416334326581506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SI8Q9GliyQI/AAAAAAAAAFA/-aNEVPz-Hbg/s400/DSC00155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Adorable? &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228417355899492882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SI8R4kPgWhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/6e-utNmAqt4/s400/DSC00159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is the place where I wait for ze every morning. That day, we were quite late. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228417352929618546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SI8R4ZLbqnI/AAAAAAAAAFg/9HT9UA9vRqo/s400/DSC00166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228417265944270658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SI8RzVIgl0I/AAAAAAAAAFY/0j8zyyvFNEE/s400/DSC00165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228417718791901762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SI8SNsHzEkI/AAAAAAAAAF4/XlVFeymBMp4/s400/DSC00208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This picture and the following later on are taken today while waiting for ze! There rest were yesterday. :) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228417723964164434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SI8SN_Y9iVI/AAAAAAAAAGA/iVA5SXLf64w/s400/DSC00212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228417724295341954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SI8SOAn654I/AAAAAAAAAGI/3f-mWt9ygNw/s400/DSC00213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228417729791616946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SI8SOVGVZ7I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/CbcTc_QkVpY/s400/DSC00214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228417735822667138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SI8SOrkP7YI/AAAAAAAAAGY/_mSsea0w3S0/s400/DSC00219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I lik this picture. It makes me feel like I'm in a dystopic society. Look at how the car flies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-6986995261629290278?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/6986995261629290278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=6986995261629290278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/6986995261629290278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/6986995261629290278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello-yay-tuesdays-over-next-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SI8Q852ABtI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Jf3vah55KIM/s72-c/DSC00189.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-9028009998984204161</id><published>2008-07-27T14:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T14:48:42.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Presto</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My blog's now in public!! (: I hope it's not a bad decision. Anyway... I have a new pet in my petmily!!! And the new member in PRESTO THE MAGNIFICENT HAMSTER!!! I had no intentions of buying a hamster at first. But Presto was sooooo cute!! And innocent! But I realise that he's also the naughtiest hamster I've ever met. It's impossible to catch hold of him! He's like lightning.. wow! ohwell, I've got to do my work now. ): There's school tomorrow!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227581004168657666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SIwZOfQNewI/AAAAAAAAAEY/MKxdNxbZ60I/s400/DSC00144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227581240438537058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SIwZcPbVu2I/AAAAAAAAAEw/B1zBDFsvWq4/s400/DSC00151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227581004366077490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SIwZOf_R3jI/AAAAAAAAAEg/OGTpsymf7uw/s400/DSC00150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227581007760388722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SIwZOsoi8nI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ASrGzyLqxOQ/s400/DSC00147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Somtimes, I regret naming him Presto. Cause he really fits his name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-9028009998984204161?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/9028009998984204161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=9028009998984204161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/9028009998984204161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/9028009998984204161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/07/presto.html' title='Presto'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SIwZOfQNewI/AAAAAAAAAEY/MKxdNxbZ60I/s72-c/DSC00144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-9015152846830742941</id><published>2008-07-26T16:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T16:29:43.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What a wonderful day.. I had an amzing experience really really really early in the morning! Then I went for lesson with professor which again, was amazing. Cause I learned some stuff. :) And then.. I went roller blading with milo and sari! Then... I went home and started practising violin. Well, that's all. Maybe it's not that wonderful after all. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I got bitten by an ant. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227236003063956690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SIrfcx_ChNI/AAAAAAAAADw/LBnsdtdullo/s400/DSC00127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227236007487817410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SIrfdCdxRsI/AAAAAAAAAD4/sD4wKm0rMqo/s400/DSC00130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227236013372191970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SIrfdYYttOI/AAAAAAAAAEI/roGZLNZ-6tk/s400/DSC00135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227236008274004162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SIrfdFZNiMI/AAAAAAAAAEA/fPVYZr65HA4/s400/DSC00132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227236019024619714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SIrfdtcW6MI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/-dtJjTSP220/s400/DSC00140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-9015152846830742941?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/9015152846830742941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=9015152846830742941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/9015152846830742941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/9015152846830742941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/07/saturday.html' title='saturday'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SIrfcx_ChNI/AAAAAAAAADw/LBnsdtdullo/s72-c/DSC00127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-690205373692237869</id><published>2008-07-25T18:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T18:40:59.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bye seniors!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;aww... today was founders day and we had our veryvery last performance and rehearsal with the sec 4s... just before we started playing our piece, something amazing happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Joanne Loo started crying!!! awwwww!!! Then tricia started crying, then nat, then jiaying then alot of other people!! I looked it nicole and she was tearing too. It felt so bad!! For a moment, I had a flashback. I still remembered six years ago when I met Joanne Loo in handbells. The first piece I played with her was exactly the same piece the secondary handbells played today. I looked at ahma while they were playing that and I saw a tear. Six years of music together... really is very special. The tears I saw, touched me deeply. I myself was about to burst into tears too. But I couldn't do that infront of the principle and all. I'll never forget my seniors and their contribution to strings. Just in a short time, it'll be my turn to cry. What happened today, last wednesday and last sunday.. will be very memorable to me. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226897894864381810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SImr8Syg53I/AAAAAAAAADI/Te1XUqo5beY/s400/DSC09638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2007 commitee members&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226897903280768146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SImr8yJIxJI/AAAAAAAAADY/xRfvxxC0cIA/s400/DSC09654.JPG" border="0" /&gt;violin 1&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226897899016469394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SImr8iQcu5I/AAAAAAAAADQ/PvaRocRu67c/s400/DSC09648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;mgs strings ensemble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-690205373692237869?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/690205373692237869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=690205373692237869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/690205373692237869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/690205373692237869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/07/aww.html' title='bye seniors!!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SImr8Syg53I/AAAAAAAAADI/Te1XUqo5beY/s72-c/DSC09638.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-8596928002641937502</id><published>2008-07-23T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T22:00:16.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sec 4 farewell</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;what a wonderful afternoon! I'm really glad that all the last minute preparation for the farewell turned out really really really well!!! First, we had a 45min rehearsal, then we played a mass hide and seek!! Which became really fun. (: And meanwhile, ze and I ordered pizza for everyone. When the game was over, all of us went back to the mep room to watch the farewell video. It was so touching!! However, I couldn't catch the faces of the sec 4s.. I was so worried, calling mr chan since he was late. While waiting for him, I decided to make Joanne do an impromptu speech!! And luckily!! Mr Chan came just in time when she was ending. Phew!!! He presented the lovely cards to the sec 4 and we had a feast after that! We ordered pizza, mrs chna brought sweets which made my teeth yellow and mr chan brought 72 dohnuts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Basically, I'm glad that everything went out smoothly and it was actually quite fun. (: It was the first task I had as president and I think the committee executed the farewell really well. It's so sad that the sec 4 had to leave. I"m going to miss joanne so much!! Knowing her for 6 years and being in the same cca as her for 6 years, we had much experience together. Everything that happened today was so meaningful. I'm going to miss my seniors soooo much!!!!!!!!!! Hope they were touched today by our actions!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-8596928002641937502?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/8596928002641937502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=8596928002641937502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/8596928002641937502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/8596928002641937502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/07/sec-4-farewell.html' title='sec 4 farewell'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-2995305820449383318</id><published>2008-07-21T18:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T19:18:55.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>worse birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes, the worse birthday I've ever encounted. :( I'm sososo depressed!! Maybe I shouldn't have had my violin lesson on this day. Anyway, yesterday's strings concert was definitely very memorable! :) It was the last concert the sec4 performed in. :( I'm really really going to miss all of them! And also, I'm really very satisfied with my solo part for the last movement of Grieg. I've never played that smoothly before! I know it wasn't very fantastic but.. still.. satisfying. :) And relieved. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Before the concert, I was backstage, waiting for the vip to come in. Hehh... I was soooo nervous. Nervous about walking out. And before I knew it, I was walking out very shakily to my seat. I took a short bow, shook hands with mr chan and sat down. Phew. Just after a short while, it was time for my solo movement. I enjoyed it very much with Joanne, and had lots of fun! :) Then, the whole piece ended. wow. Time flies, so fast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The second item, dvorak, was hmmm... not too bad I hope! But what touched me was the birthday song strings played for me. :) When Mr Chan was announcing to the audience about my birthday, I was wow, so shocked!! I had no idea that such a surprise was coming!! And I can't believe, they did that surprise infront of the vip, my principle, my teachers, and friends! Hehe.. wow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, the concert had to come to an end. That was the part I was really not looking forward to. Sigh. I had a entertaining car ride back with ze and tham and when I reached home, I realised the number of messages I had in my hand phone. People were wishing me happy birthday and so on. :) And mr chan sms-ed me to thank me for the concert and my cool learship. I like the word cool!! That's about all, the day ended. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And today's my birthday. Sadly, I'm another year older. About 1/5 of my life is gone. I have to treasure the rest. Chapel today was really good. It just seemed like God sent an Angel to comfort me. Though I don't exactly feel very good now, those words are stuck in my head. God's word that said, "When you are weak, I am strong." Those words mean so much. I know with God's strength anything is possible, but I have to have faith in Him. Followed by, was chinese lesson. Everyone was telling my teacher about the surprise they gave me during the concert and then they sang a birthday song to me in Chinese. Hee. My teacher was asking me if I was very touched, and of course, I was. After that, was math. Mr Lee came in talking about the concert too. From what he said, I think he finally knows why we're so busy. Then, my class sang a birthday song again. Social studies was then the period which spoiled my whole day. Mr Seow wanted me to redo my assignment!!! How horrible. He said it was too short. But!!! I wrote exactly the same thing as some of my friends and none of them got scolded!!!!! Then he started asking me to smile and not be so angry. Worse still, during my co-op duty, he came in the room and gave me a birthday present. And while everyone walked out and LEFT ME ALONE with him, he started talking to me one to one. How frightening. He was explaining to me that he's not targetting me and kept repeating that I have to smile more cause I look prettier that way. What annoyance. I never get Tham for this reason. All this time, I was walking around the room trying to stay really far away and waiting for someone to rescue me!!! I'll forget about the details and move on to how I got my revenge by slamming the 20cent coin infront of him. Hehehe. That's my anger! Well, the rest of the day went on with one more birthday song and yes, end of school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And VIOLIN LESSON!! Ahhhh!!! I don't even want to talk about it. Basically, it was the first time where I was almost in tears, dying to go home. I'm so troubled, WHY MUST I PLAY THE 3RD MOVEMENT OF TCHAIKOVSKY!! Why! Why! But I have no choice now. Really, no choice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am so upset, so troubled that I'm blogging. Things are just not right! Nothing's going well for me. Competition, competition. Studies, studies... this is my birthday, yet, I realise that I've never really been so troubled before. I don't know what I'm going to do. I really don't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, may God be my light through the difficult times.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-2995305820449383318?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/2995305820449383318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=2995305820449383318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/2995305820449383318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/2995305820449383318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/07/worse-birthday.html' title='worse birthday'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-2698393029053225054</id><published>2008-07-18T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T22:08:23.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stress</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have no idea why I am sooo stressed and upset. It really seems like I hve partial depression. Practise, practise, practise. I have no mood to do anything!!! I'm just sooo tired. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-2698393029053225054?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/2698393029053225054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=2698393029053225054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/2698393029053225054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/2698393029053225054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/07/stress.html' title='stress'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-97554424160636646</id><published>2008-07-17T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T20:49:39.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello. I celebrated my birthday on tuesday too!! Hehe... my miserable miserable birthday since my dad won't be in Singapore on my birthday. :( He's leaving tomorrow... he's going to Hong Kong! So I had to enjoy my ice cream cake 6 days before the real day. :) It doesn't matter anyway. And yeah. I cut my hair with Tham today!!! My current look is.. very different. :) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223962995569161474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SH8-qq6vdQI/AAAAAAAAACw/ZcUAy6Ew2K8/s400/DSC00058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223964142938738786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SH8_tdM90GI/AAAAAAAAAC4/nrLC8-m_JiI/s400/DSC00059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223964146458529170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SH8_tqUJjZI/AAAAAAAAADA/0J2yt8O2mTM/s400/DSC01242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-97554424160636646?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/97554424160636646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=97554424160636646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/97554424160636646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/97554424160636646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-hair.html' title='my hair'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SH8-qq6vdQI/AAAAAAAAACw/ZcUAy6Ew2K8/s72-c/DSC00058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-8377924853257544989</id><published>2008-07-16T19:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T19:41:56.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What a horrible horrible day. I just experienced one of the worst string rehearsals ever!!! Not because of the conductor or the people... but the environment!!! Today we were practising in the hall and someone switched off the air con!! Since none of us knew how to on the air con... we had to suffer. :( Everyone became in a very very bad mood. So bad that we weren't even talking. Everyone felt soo irritated. It's not cool to be sweating and practising!!! Phew, at least that's over.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Besides that, school was terrible too. Lessons were bad and I didn't learn anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bad day, bad day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-8377924853257544989?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/8377924853257544989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=8377924853257544989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/8377924853257544989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/8377924853257544989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/07/today.html' title='today'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-8147175977119299263</id><published>2008-07-14T10:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T11:19:15.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not happy :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm not happy. Notnotnotnotnot happy!! Let's talk about the concert I went to watch last friday. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222699399981058418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SHrBbuiESXI/AAAAAAAAACo/n9ILooMtYOs/s400/DSC00051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(pictures taken by my phone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, I had no idea that I was going to wath president's young performers concert. Since my dad had 2 tickets, I simply followed him to esplanade. And soon enough, I realised what I was going to watch. Which was very shocking to me!! The first shocking thing was realising that Albert Lin was performing. Having an impression of him, I was really really really shocked. Then when I entered, I realised that the president was sitting 3 rows infront of me!! WOW. I think I've never seen him in real life that close. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222699396328082610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SHrBbg7ITLI/AAAAAAAAACg/75hp5z2VRUc/s400/DSC00050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The first piece "Musical Toast"by Leonard Bernstein played by sso was quite fun. :) I remembered the part where the sang a phrase "welcome to the concert" almost at the end of the piece.. hehehe. Very shocking too. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222699395347763522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SHrBbdRZ0UI/AAAAAAAAACY/O7RTpJv9IV0/s400/DSC00040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After that item was Erich Wolfgang Korngold violin concert in D major played by Lee Shi Mei. Woww.. I loved that piece!! It's a concert I've never heard before.. something like a hollywood concerto!! Followed by was intermission. I was trying very hard to dodge away from the people I know cause I didn't feel like seeing or talking to anyone. Heh.. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222699388854828850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SHrBbFFXfzI/AAAAAAAAACQ/bo4llZNPC_A/s400/DSC00027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Nikolai Rimsky-Korsakov piano concerto in C-sharp minor played by Albert Lin was not bad. Actually, I was already half a sleep by that time so I didn't really pay much attention. The last piece was my franz liszt les preludes played by sso. It was sososo cool!! Cause I've never heard a recording of it before!! And the piece was wonderful!! Supersuper!! :) Finally, the concert ended. While I was walking out, I saw someone!! ohno, someone whom I was dreading to see!!! Someone!! Someone!! I can't say who but I can give a clue that that person is a he who is an adult. AHHH!! Why!!! I shouldn't have responded to "Rachel"... and what was my response when I saw him? I gave a quick smile and RAN. As fast as a could. Away. I ran!! I can't believe it. I ran!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's not my fault, that person gives me the creeps and bad memories. It's a really complicated feeling. Even was I was sitting in the car, I saw him staring at the car while I was peeking out to see him too. I just feel so sorry.. so guilty. I just can't face him anymore!!! I just want to start a new life and forget about 2007. Horiblehorrible 2007. But the past is the past, it's still history and I can't change it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, I'm not in school now! I'm actually at home, resting and doing work. Since my flu hasn't gotten well.. my parents thought I shouls stay at home too! At least I finished strings stuff and cambodia stuff. All I need to do is catch up with my emath and physics and practise violin.. AND VIOLIN!!! AHH! VIOLIN!! I'm suppose to practise 3rd movement of tchaikovsky!! Bad memories, BAD MEMORIES!! I don't want to be reminded of the past!! Why must I play it? I'm playing this piece cause my dad promised me something. He promised to make my dream come true. So yeah, I'll have to practise for the sake of my dream!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222699387570616530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SHrBbATL-NI/AAAAAAAAACI/9Ywup_6RWrU/s400/DSC00023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-8147175977119299263?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/8147175977119299263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=8147175977119299263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/8147175977119299263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/8147175977119299263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/07/not-happy.html' title='not happy :('/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SHrBbuiESXI/AAAAAAAAACo/n9ILooMtYOs/s72-c/DSC00051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-3329494077094332946</id><published>2008-07-10T17:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T18:08:28.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>partially depressed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you know what? I really really really want to quit music now. After a horrible violin lesson, I have now no more confidence. Why is it that I play so differently infront of my teacher? Am I scared? No! Why I is that my notes get out of tune everytime? Did I not practise those parts hard enough? No! I mean, I don't think so. It's just so different! While I was going through Mendelssohn today, arghhhh. I just wanted to quit violin. Just so sudden. I can't play the first part of Mendelssohn! Maybe I'm not used to practising in living rooms. So now, I shall practise in te living room and on my aircon and stand up throughout. I really hope there'll be an improvement on monday. I'm sure it's just psycology.. I hope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Now, I'll stop talking about music. How about school? Hee. I no longer owe my math teacher anymore homework! And yesterday, I went home halfway during chinese lesson cause I was down with a flu. So cool! And yeah, I have a new phone!! Yayy. Ohyeah, maybe my horrible playing was due to my flu? :( Tomorrow's school will be horrible. Tests and homework, stress!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Let's move on to strings. Yesterday, there was an election for a new string commitee. Well, I've been given the responsibility of the president of strings. Is it a good thing or not? I'm just soso worried that I'll let strings down! I really want to make a difference. But how? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sometimes, I wish I could end my life like how people in the dystopic society do. But no, I'll face every problem, every challenge and conquer my fears. And God will be with me, throughout&lt;/span&gt; this journey. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-3329494077094332946?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/3329494077094332946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=3329494077094332946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/3329494077094332946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/3329494077094332946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/07/partially-depressed.html' title='partially depressed'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-360116342427619586</id><published>2008-07-08T17:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T17:44:22.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>music</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hi! Just had piano lesson. And I think I caught a flu. (: Once again, I was doubting myself about music. I once heard an old saying, "If your child is not intelligent, do music" isn't that very insulting? This phrase can have 2 meanings: the first of course means that musicians are not intelligent.. well, this fact can apply to some musicians. Sometimes, when a person's not good in studies, music is their last resort and their only hope. I guess I am one of those. If I can't study well, I'll run to music. (: While the other means that music can make someone smart. Which is soooo true! I had a professor who taught me piano for a year when I was 10, and I topped the level for math after that. hehe. But not anymore. Soo.. I guess I'm done with what I wanted to say. And I'm off to doing my work and practising very miserably. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am veryveryvery worried for the upcoming competition. Very.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-360116342427619586?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/360116342427619586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=360116342427619586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/360116342427619586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/360116342427619586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/07/music.html' title='music'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-6526147410808442555</id><published>2008-07-06T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T21:40:42.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MEP concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How disappointing... How could I produce such a low standard! Especially for my dear Bach!!! Depressing. Bach's going to haunt me tonight. I am so guilty. I've never made so many slips before!! Sigh, I shall not talk about this anymore.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-6526147410808442555?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/6526147410808442555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=6526147410808442555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/6526147410808442555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/6526147410808442555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/07/mep-concert.html' title='MEP concert'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-1177183687416484170</id><published>2008-07-05T13:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T21:32:57.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>concerts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello. My skin is different (: . This picture was taken by me in Batam, super cool right! Well, I'm here to talk about my concert so that I won't forget the places I performed in and the experienced I gained. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. YMS-- (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. Talent time -- It's really an honour to be Lydia's accompanist!! I sure learned a lot more about pop and accompanying! And I hope Lydia's will do well in the future, she is such a talent!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3. Húiyu's voice concert-- heh. Last minute work isn't cool. But getting the chance to accompany great singers is yet another honour. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4. MEP concert (coming soon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I had rehearsal today! And I made 3 mistakes in Bach!!! Sigh, I'll post about the outcome of the concert tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And yes, I've been very very busy, confused and unhappy these few days. Maybe it's part of my growing up. (: And I'm 157cm!!! YAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-1177183687416484170?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/1177183687416484170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=1177183687416484170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/1177183687416484170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/1177183687416484170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello.html' title='concerts'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-8323680986122929868</id><published>2008-06-24T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T22:25:58.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>competition :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am soooooo. miserable. Really, really. miserable. School started a 2 days ago. I'm glad I'm finally catching up with homework. But, I'm just not happy. Today, I received my ballot number for the competition. 3 for piano, 1 for violin. Being the first competitor for violin isn't cool at all. For that, I'll have to practise even more. Because if I happen to play badly, it'll be more embarrassing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Before this, I was practising.. and sigh. Don't feel myself improving!! I'm just sososo worried! I'm trying, really trying! Even in school everyone's saying that we have to put in more effort. But.. don't the teachers know that not all of us are concentrating on studies alone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm really confused. If I've made up my mind that I want to do music, I'll be overseas now. But my music life is ending really soon! I'm not sure what I can do. Just a few more concerts and a few more competitions and.. byebye! I'm off to study something else! Just what's the point of working so hard in something I won't do in future? I know I'm not suppose to question myself about these but everytime I practise, I just start doubting again. Should I study, or do music? I really have to decide now. Or I'll have to do really well in this competition. Which is quite.. impossible? I need someone to push me, someone to torture me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1 week later, I'll see what improvements I've made. Hopefully, my violin lessons will have better comments. And less insults. And for piano, hopefully I get to learn something every lesson.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-8323680986122929868?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/8323680986122929868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=8323680986122929868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/8323680986122929868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/8323680986122929868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/06/competition.html' title='competition :('/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-6036233096127760937</id><published>2008-06-19T18:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T18:14:15.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why competition?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello. I feel so miserable.. violin lesson just ended. I had so many negative comments and so many things to work on. :( And I just relise than my violin teacher has another student who's also joining the competition and she's going to play the same piece as me!!!  HOW CAN THAT HAPPEN!! I'm actually quite unhappy about that. She's a year younger than me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Why must competition be the stepping stone to success? Why must we compete with each other? Why is it that people are recognised through competitions? I wish things were different. Really different. I bet the best musicians in the world are still not recognised. Or maybe I'm wrong again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-6036233096127760937?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/6036233096127760937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=6036233096127760937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/6036233096127760937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/6036233096127760937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/06/why-competition.html' title='why competition?'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-3353289597160677504</id><published>2008-06-17T18:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T21:44:26.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Batam</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ohno... I'm back from Batam!! :( Batam was such a nice place. Staying at the Galong sure taught me a lot. Over there, things seems to be slower, and the pace was much slower too. So slow that the time was 1 hour slower than Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3091.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached there at Batam time 2pm. And that's my room! My brother and mom didn't come along so it's just me and my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3092.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was made out of wood except the needles. That's my dad! Standing at the balcony. I still find it very fascinating to sleep above water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3093.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the view from the balcony! I was practising violin there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3094.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3095.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the roof I face everynight before I sleep! There's one fan. :) But it's still quite warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3096.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clear water below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3097.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the pathway leading to the dining area and fishing area!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3100.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the pathway leading to the nearby islant that is connected. I spent the afternoon practising and exploring the island. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3101.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon my arrival, I was welcomed by the dogs!! I called the white dog infront Milay. It looks so much like milo! And it kept sticking with me. I think she's the mother of some adorable pupies! She's really really brave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3104.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's me practising carl flesch. It was so horibble sounding that I had to play so softly. Behind me is the island I went to before I started practising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3107.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one taking a photo of me is Uncle Lincon!! He's the guy who owns the Galong. Great man, great christian. He was really impressed by mendelssohn! And told me I should make my own recording of it. Hehe. That was such a nice thing to say but sadly, I'm not as good as he thinks I am. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3111.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to use my photography skills. :) The water actually looks quite shiny and the bridge, well, I'm not so scared of it now!! The gaps between each plank are not frightening anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3113.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look how clear the water can get! But sadly, look at what polution has done... There's no choral alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3115.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clouds... one of my interest. It's for me to watch and for you to remember. :) Taken from Narnia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3116.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The culumbus cloud mixing around with the statrus cloud. Looks like it's going to rain. :) But didn't. The wind was strong and it blew the clouds away!! Causing lightning at further areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3117.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My not so godo photography skills. Heeee. But I got better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3119.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pictures coming up are all taken during the evening, one of the best times to take pictures. You can see how much time I had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3121.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milay again... always posing for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3122.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3123.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow... I like this. Although I never liked Mangroves, the sunlight was awesome. Ze told me she saw a lot of mangroves at pulau ubin too!! But maybe they're not as nice as this! Notice the roots...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3125.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3126.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Galong. Our neighbour. :) His son works at Uncle Lincon's Galong. And apparently, his Galong got robbed 3 times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3128.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's our Galong!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3132.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice hut! I lik the shadow.. still in the evening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3133.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milay again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3136.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photography skills coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3137.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to take things that are standing out alone... it tells a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3139.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even this normal leaf is cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3140.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See... it's lonley and it stands out!! Heee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3141.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3142.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise that some things stands out when they're alone... so does it mean that leaders have to be alone? But sometimes, things stand out when you look at them in a different way. Hehe. I don't know what I'm saying. But there's an idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3145.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a place that belongs to Uncle Linkon to keep his fresh water fishes! We had to walk in the island to get to this place while being tortured by mosquitoes. But Milay was walking with us too!! Such a nice dog. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3148.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My photography skills again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3149.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3150.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3152.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this picture. Look very carefully and you can spot the main object!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3153.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3154.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3157.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking back... the end of the day is coming! The sun's leaving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3161.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye Sun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3166.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next morning.. my dad doing devotions by the sea.. sitting at the edge of the plank.. so cool. It's my favourite spot too! And yeah, I'm learning how to take picture of humans. Seems like plants are easier to take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3167.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3170.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3171.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how they get electricity at night. From 6pm-10pm... it's amazing! How they use the wind.. and how dark it can get. But I liked it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3174.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's me!! And see the effect of the wind! This is the place where they catch fishes! The fishes come at night so they do their fishing at 3am. They wait for the fishes to go in the net. I spent my nights here too. Just sit at the edge and do star gazing! If not lightning gazing! See the edges? It's a great place for stress relief! Or just a simple relaxation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3175.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See that corner behind the paint bucket? I was practising there for 1 hour plus. Facing the wind and watching the sun set with mendelssohn. Practising there makes yo uthink that you've been practising for a long time cause you see the sun set with you. Really cool. Once in a lifetime experience!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3179.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to use my dad as a model!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3181.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3182.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowers... my very first models.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3186.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, after taking those pictures on top, went back to the room to practise carl flesch! Couldn't practise out there cause it sounded too horrible. Only Bach and Mendelssohn can be exposed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3188.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to that island again! But this time, the dogs didnt'welcome me. They were too alarmed that the WHOLE gang rang towards me and one of them bit me. :( Very frightening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3192.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.. I like this picture!! I think I brought this seashell back and it's ready to be given to tham huiyu! She should feel honoured!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3193.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plants again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3198.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those adorable puppies accompanying my dad and me! I think they're Milay's offspring. Milay's attached to a blackie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3201.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. Being very thoughtful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3202.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Coconut! He was carrying a coconut with him for a long time before he hid it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3203.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shipwreck? Gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3208.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww.... Milay... Really looks like Milo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3213.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it magnificent? Those dogs looks so cool welcoming the other people. Water and hill as background... wow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3216.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3217.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3218.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milay again... always sticking around me and posing for me. :) Aww... She looks great anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3223.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3225.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3226.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3228.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely plants. They're nice to take and mean a lot. Look at the waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3230.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catching hermit crabs.. Have you seen a hermit crab without a shell? Here's one!! It's trying to take over someone else's shell!! No wonder they're also known as pirate crabs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3231.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My collection! Wanted to bring them back but all of them ran away in the end.. but it's ok! Started getting scared of them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3233.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Lincon brought my dad and me with 6 nus university students, 3 boys 3 girls, to another island! And it was low tide.. veryvery low tide. The sand was awesome but the chorals weren't. Those students joined us on the second day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3234.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3236.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3236.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clear waters... comfortable sand... what a great day it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3240.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What tree is this?? What fruit is that?? New wonders...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3242.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3242.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The jetty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3243.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what that is. Wonders.. but it's nice to take!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3245.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3245.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing something!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3246.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music of life... Wherever you go, however you go, you hear the music of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3248.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3248.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3250.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3253.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3254.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting formation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3255.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3256.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My camera's quite cool right! But I'm hoping for a better one too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3257.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3257.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3261.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3261.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't spend much time swimming but spent much time playing with the send. And I realised that I'm flat footed! Like my cousin. It's interesting.. which means that I don't have to go for NS! But I'm a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3263.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3263.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3264.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3264.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3265.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3265.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3266.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3266.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3268.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3268.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking things from different angles..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3269.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad as a model again! Just can't seem to take a nice picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3270.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3270.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heee.. that's that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3280.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And it's a good bye. Bye Uncle Lincon!! Uncle Lincon said he will invite me back to play the violin for special VIP if there's a chance!! Hee... this place sure brought memories.. and I'm going to miss this place. SO MUCH. Right now, ahead of me is a nightmare. But I know, I'll get through it. And I look forward to another adventure with nature.. again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wish my mom good health too! So that she may be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-3353289597160677504?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/3353289597160677504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=3353289597160677504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/3353289597160677504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/3353289597160677504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/06/batam.html' title='Batam'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-2045491106193386438</id><published>2008-06-13T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T20:47:56.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jewel in the Palace</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, Jewel in the Palace is the nicest drama series I've ever watched!! It tells so much about life and how a person can overcome all the difficulties. I've just watched the last episode of the show. Although this series can be a little slow, it's really really motivating. Everything is about determination and dilligence. If only I can be as dilligent as her. But this type of thing requires talent too, which I don't have. So yeah, my life won't be that easy. As long as there's talent, there's hope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But not everyone has such a talent. :( I wonder how I'm going to live my life without a talent. I guess I'll have to fake my talent? But even if I have talent, I need character too. So I'll have to fake my character? Maybe having a good life isn't my thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-2045491106193386438?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/2045491106193386438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=2045491106193386438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/2045491106193386438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/2045491106193386438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/06/jewel-in-palace.html' title='Jewel in the Palace'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-3848705612668392930</id><published>2008-06-11T21:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T22:40:20.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phantom of the Opera</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today is wednesday!! Which is also phantom of the opera day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up finding my eyes really really swollen... then... I pasted an eye patch and went off to west mall to watch Narnia!! Wow... how I wish fairytales come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210629866366701650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SE_gQaDUEFI/AAAAAAAAABM/v0SFZUh-WfE/s400/CIMG3088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;(my unsuccesful ice cream)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I really look like phantom of the opera!! Strings was a little boring today, and it was really hard to read the score and look at my violin and look at mr chan with one eye. Being blind isn't cool at all. Soo.. yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210629917151938322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SE_gTXPdRxI/AAAAAAAAABU/JCjfk4_HKsc/s400/CIMG3089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;(ze's and mine milkshake!! )&lt;br /&gt;Today I made my first successful milkshake!! Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to practise violin. Really really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't bring myself to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sick for the past 2 weeks. But that's still no excuse actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what can I do? I'm not comfortable!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope my body will feel right to practise again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I hope!! :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210629945875115490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SE_gVCPmLeI/AAAAAAAAABc/LKjoP6Ux0ck/s400/CIMG3090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;YAYY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-3848705612668392930?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/3848705612668392930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=3848705612668392930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/3848705612668392930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/3848705612668392930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/06/phantom-of-opera.html' title='Phantom of the Opera'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SE_gQaDUEFI/AAAAAAAAABM/v0SFZUh-WfE/s72-c/CIMG3088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-8340704522332659417</id><published>2008-06-10T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T22:44:47.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;About the previous post, I didn't want to end with that dramtic question mark but hee, I had to bathe. Then, the area around my eye became swollen and red. I looked like phantom of the opera. So, my mom threatened to bring me to the hospital. That's why I didn't finish my post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3055.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(That's the only bird I managed to take today)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, I didn't go to the hospital!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3059.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Milo on the slide. Notice the blurred background for all the pictures. :) That's the main lesson learnt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of going to the hospital, I lay on bed. Waiting for the heat on my face to die off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3060.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(That's milo, still on the playground)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my dad came home and told me to rest at homeinstead. Phew. But if the red patch doesn't leave tomorrow, I'll have to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3065.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(WOW, I love this picture! Am so proud of myself. Notice the sun rays on the leaves and the butterfly!! The only butterfly I managed to capture on my camera.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. It was an exitcing day!! Even when ze came to my house this morning. She came at 8.30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3067.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(My first picture of flower!! Love how the flower blends with the background. Heh. My camera is cool!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did physics in the morning! Amazingly. Then, we went rollerblading. And I decided to take all these photoes on the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3071.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yup, that's us! Taken by Sari)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I started liking photography. I don't know why. Hehe. But I'm sure yo ucan feel my interest! Bet you might be inspired too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3072.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ze likes the sky here. But I still don't think it's a good picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photography is soooo cool!! It's like taking beautiful pictures from your point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3074.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3075.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(More flower pictures! I guess it's the easiest thing to take)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew how cool my camera was. Anyway, while taking pictures, I realise the patience that I need. Under the hot hot hot hot sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3078.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ze's favourite picture. But I think I took that horribly.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew the flowers could look this way. Always thought flowers are scary things. You can see that from me reaction to flowers after concerts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3080.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Not very nice, but I like the sun rays!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, flowers are the nicest things to take. Maybe I should go to botanic gardens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3083.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3082.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(From my condo. Quite cool right? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, MY FAVOURITE PICTURE!! Though it's not very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3086.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Ahhh.... awesome :) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-8340704522332659417?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/8340704522332659417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=8340704522332659417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/8340704522332659417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/8340704522332659417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/06/about-previous-post-i-didnt-want-to-end.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-6996521392721261043</id><published>2008-06-10T20:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T21:06:19.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my piano teacher and yushi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HELLO! I'm back home from my piano teacher's house! And I feel great. :)It's just so cool to spend time with my piano teacher and yu shi. And my piano teacher's one of the nicest!! She taught me what music was and brought me up and changed me. Always caring, always nice. While yushi is more of the play type! She's the only person who would play with me like a kid. In conclusion, my piano teacher and yushi are supersuper awesome people!! But I really hope that I don't have to change teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3040.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/CIMG3040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(photograph taken by me with my 7.2mp exilim camera at mayfair park: that is a pile of leaves with litter)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ever since the age of 11, my piano teacher accepted me as her youngest student although she doesn't teach people below 17. (But ever since she taught me, she started teaching younger students as well.) I was really really thankful yet worried cause I knew that she would be someone who doesn't praise people often. However, she was very different towards me! Always giving me stickers every week, praising me, giving me stuff I like... throwing a surprise birthday party for me... wow... she was great. From those weak little fingers I had and short legs which needed extension pedals, I changed. My teachnique improved tremendously and I began to understand how music is shaped. She brought out the inner me and proved to me how music really should be played. And yushi, 2 years younger, always setting a model example for me. With that, they guided me throughout those years of growth and experiece... I long to thank them. I enjoyed every lesson and every dinner and every swim. Never will I get a chance again to see such and loving piano teacher. Or perhaps not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today, when I was sitting quietly in my piano teacher's car, I was wondering how I'm going to change teacher. I can't leave yushi who was sleeping beside me or my teacher who was driving me home all the way from marine parade. All those years, all the memories, I can't just go! I'm never going to get such a teacher anymore. A teacher that is good and caring. But a change would be good. I'm surely going to miss my piano teacher's weekly praise and yushi's laughter. My teacher has always been so proud of me and I'm not sure if yushi and she can take such a blow. I'm going to miss them. Very much. Very soon, I'm going to be their history. My smile with yushi's will be stuck in her photo frames on her piano and in her room. My concerts with yushi will be left on her wall. Just in a few years time, I will no longer take lessons anymore and music will be up to me. I'm not prepared for that. Playing music without any guidance jsut scares me. I can't be growing up so quickly! I'm scared!! I don't want to face the adult's challenges!! I want everything to remain the same!! :( Does everything have to come to an end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-6996521392721261043?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/6996521392721261043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=6996521392721261043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/6996521392721261043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/6996521392721261043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/06/hello-im-back-home-from-my-piano.html' title='my piano teacher and yushi'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-4354090566517213604</id><published>2008-06-09T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T21:52:06.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just incase you couldn't see the previous pictures! Posted some. Anyway, about the previous post, here's what ze got to say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ze says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;bet you threw your best friend of the day away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;little giraffe (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;noo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;little giraffe (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I placed it in the bin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yup, that's the end for lemon barley. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ohno, there's problems with uploading pictures. :( I'll do it aonther time if possible! Meanwhile, just click view all pictures. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-4354090566517213604?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/4354090566517213604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=4354090566517213604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/4354090566517213604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/4354090566517213604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/06/just-incase-you-couldnt-see-previous.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-5356284319462431426</id><published>2008-06-09T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T21:32:45.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SE0wTYRV6XI/AAAAAAAAAAk/QUjTlcLlTUg/s1600-h/my+flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209873453428369778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SE0wTYRV6XI/AAAAAAAAAAk/QUjTlcLlTUg/s320/my+flower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; MY SUPERSUPER PHOTOGRAPHY SKILLS with tham's camera phone. (5mp)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SE0wTrFzJJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JClQ92crMHw/s1600-h/n723152646_652022_8030.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209873458480227474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SE0wTrFzJJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JClQ92crMHw/s320/n723152646_652022_8030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Went to her house today! To read my chinese book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SE0wZggWk9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/vrovl9eQReY/s1600-h/n723152646_652026_9299.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209873558718026706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SE0wZggWk9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/vrovl9eQReY/s320/n723152646_652026_9299.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Tham's photography skills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SE0wZ0HbfBI/AAAAAAAAAA8/kvANaQhjK7Q/s1600-h/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209873563982199826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SE0wZ0HbfBI/AAAAAAAAAA8/kvANaQhjK7Q/s320/me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; That's lemon barley! My best friend of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SE0waZpNXoI/AAAAAAAAABE/ENaQu5lpq0M/s1600-h/tham+and+I.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209873574055992962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SE0waZpNXoI/AAAAAAAAABE/ENaQu5lpq0M/s320/tham+and+I.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; And that's US.&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/8639108381798920770-5356284319462431426?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/5356284319462431426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=5356284319462431426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/5356284319462431426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/5356284319462431426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-supersuper-photography-skills-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9OhrltcfjJk/SE0wTYRV6XI/AAAAAAAAAAk/QUjTlcLlTUg/s72-c/my+flower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-4912766878211252045</id><published>2008-06-08T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T19:35:48.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello, some pictures tooken a long time ago before OBS. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://w305.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=" width="640" height="480" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://i305.photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow&amp;amp;landing=/slideshows&amp;amp;type=8" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; FLOAT: left; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5110d2dd.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; FLOAT: left; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-4912766878211252045?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/4912766878211252045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=4912766878211252045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/4912766878211252045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/4912766878211252045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/06/hello-some-pictures-tooken-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-1832233855722962729</id><published>2008-06-08T18:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T19:27:17.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MILO.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm back from watching tv. Today's lunch at JackPlace with my parents was quite a miserable one. My dad was telling me how disturbing milo is. Cause milo barked once last night and woke my dad up. And this is not the first time my dad has been complaining to me. It's like almost everyday!!! Do you know how irritated I felt? I ended up saying, "just kill milo!!! Poison him!" then my dad said, "I can't do that!! you should put him in another family." then I replied, "I'd rather put milo to sleep." My dad doesn't understand how much I like milo. While everyone else has either a younger sibling or some sort of entertainment, milo's all I got! He listens to me, aprreciates my music, and give me joy. He's my bestbestbestbestbestbestbestbest friend!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After my dad saw what damage he has done, he said he wouldn't give milo away. And then my mom was nice and bought me a new shirt and new nike shoes and attempted to buy me a rabbit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;MILO'S MY BEST FRIEND. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://w305.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=" width="480" height="360" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://i305.photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow&amp;amp;landing=/slideshows&amp;amp;type=98" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; FLOAT: left; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn209/chuachy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=873d52ef.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; FLOAT: left; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-1832233855722962729?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/1832233855722962729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=1832233855722962729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/1832233855722962729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/1832233855722962729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/06/milo.html' title='MILO.'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-2191008354440968292</id><published>2008-06-07T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T22:18:12.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello! I'm back. Just visited my two new born baby boy cousins! One's called Jia Ming (from my mom's side) and the other's called Jaydon (from my dad's side). Jia Ming was born just yesterday! And Jaydon was born on 25 of May. 'They're two supersuper cute baby boys!!! :) I really hope they grow up really quickly!! I really wonder how their life is going to be like. And how they'll look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Babies bring joy to one's family. :)Especially baby boys. Somehow, chinese like boys better. For my parents, they wanted a baby girl but hoped for a baby boy. In the end, they got both. Every time I see a baby, it reminds me of life. We were all once this tiny little thing!! My two cousins have no idea what they're going to face in future. :)   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-2191008354440968292?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/2191008354440968292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=2191008354440968292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/2191008354440968292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/2191008354440968292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/06/babies.html' title='Babies'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-4876191651638532691</id><published>2008-06-05T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T20:26:30.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Practising</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't bring myself to open my violin case. Neither do I feel like practising piano again. To me, the most difficult thing about practising is bringing myself to practise. But once I start, I won't stop so easily. :) I know of alot of people practising for at least 6 hours a day. That is so not possible for me. Once, a brain researcher says that our concentration normally lasts for only an hour. So I'll just practise an hour or so everyday with maximum concentration! That's super quality practice. But the problem is that carl flesch and kreautzer takes one hour and fifteen minutes to just run through them. Ouch. My time :(. I'm left with no choice but to at least practise 2 hours  for violin. Piano's much simpler. My teacher doesn't give me teachnique exercises. :) So I normally make my own exercises which sometimes isn't so effective. Piano is so much simpler than violin. Or maybe not? Different point of views again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why am I not practising anyway? Maybe cause I'm not feeling well now. Hehehe. Am listening Hakuna Matata from lion king. wow.. it means so much. "Hakuna Matata!What a wonderful phrase. Hakuna Matata! Ain't no passing craze. It means no worries. For the rest of your days. It's our problem-free. Philosophy. Hakuna Matata!" Hee. So lovable.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-4876191651638532691?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/4876191651638532691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=4876191651638532691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/4876191651638532691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/4876191651638532691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/06/practising.html' title='Practising'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-7969331494157474125</id><published>2008-06-05T18:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T19:23:59.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust and Forgiveness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm back from the zoo! This morning, I changed my skin too! Didn't know that blogger was so cool. The zoo was quite interesting. I'm glad that ze and I were blessed with such a fine weather. :) The rain stopped right before we reached the zoo and it started pouring again right after we left the zoo. And we got a little drenched too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Recently, I've learnt a very important lesson about trust and forgiveness. Both things are equally hard to do. When I trust someone, I really hope that he/she would not let me down but somehow, sometimes, things do get wrong. That's when I have to learn to forgive. It can be really hard to forgive others but think about it. When I've let someone down, I would difinetly want to be forgived. So.. trust and forgive, trust and forgive. You can only blame yourself for trusting someone and taking that risk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;“Forgive people when they do wrong things to you. If you forgive them, your Father in heaven will also forgive you. But if you do not forgive them, your Father will not forgive you.”Matthew 6:12 and Matthew 6:14-15 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jesus told a story about forgiving people:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;“Then Peter came to Jesus. ‘Lord, if my brother keeps on hurting me, how many times should I forgive him?’ he asked. ‘Should I forgive him seven times?’‘No, not just seven times, but forgive him seventy times seven times’, Jesus said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-7969331494157474125?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/7969331494157474125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=7969331494157474125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/7969331494157474125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/7969331494157474125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/06/trust-and-forgiveness.html' title='Trust and Forgiveness'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-2832115401825093332</id><published>2008-06-03T14:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T14:50:50.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leadership</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just came back from changi beach. =) Lovely place. Totally awesome. Forced milo to swim in the beach with me while it was raining!! Hee. He was shivering really badly. At least, I think he has improved in his swimming guts! Anyway, I'm back home again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yesterday, my dad was talking about leadership. He was asking me to read more often. So I asked him whether Hitler reads too. He said yes. But what type of books? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Books are just one thing. But character plays the most important role I think. I really don't think I have any leadership qualites. Even from appearance, (which shouldn't be a factor), I just don't have it. Especially the voice part. Hitler's the coolest. Judging from his size, he really was amazing. However, I'm not sure how his voice was like. Still, I don't have the natural character of a leader either! Sometimes, I believe the leaders are born but our school feels that leaders are made. I don't know. Maybe they're born then made. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;To me, leaders are people who can influence others the right way and lead others. Leaders are one in a million. They are veryveryvery special people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Don't worry, Everyone's still special in their own way. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-2832115401825093332?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/2832115401825093332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=2832115401825093332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/2832115401825093332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/2832115401825093332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/06/leadership.html' title='Leadership'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-8135132905328241226</id><published>2008-05-30T09:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T09:53:24.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday and Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thursday and Friday. Yesterday, wasn't a very good day. Having two science lesson and one math lesson couldn't possibly make my day any better. At least, I went to the night safari! I can't say that the night safari has changed much but I did enjoy myself. They should really install more fans and lights too. It was so dark that I couldn't see what I was stepping on. Walking was much more interesting than taking a tram! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I've got to practise piano now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Will post again later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-8135132905328241226?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/8135132905328241226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=8135132905328241226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/8135132905328241226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/8135132905328241226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/05/thursday-and-friday.html' title='Thursday and Friday'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-527153725080745986</id><published>2008-05-28T21:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T21:51:32.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grownig</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My fingers officially feels like jelly. They're are stuck together and won't move! I'm not going to practise anymore.. I'm really tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, I'm going to explain why my URL is grownig. It's suppose to be growing. But obviously, someone has already taken that URL. Grownig sounds cool too. :) I once heard that smart people only sees the first and the last letter of the word so I guess everyone knows what grownig means. Everyone's growing now.. both physically and mentally. Isn't that interesting? I wonder what all of us will grow into. What kind of person will I be? Everyday, we grow! Through experiences and maybe through our food too. But no matter what, growth can be good and bad and it plays an important part in our lives. :) So that's all I've got to say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-527153725080745986?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/527153725080745986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=527153725080745986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/527153725080745986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/527153725080745986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/05/grownig.html' title='Grownig'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-1161563483431131070</id><published>2008-05-28T20:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T21:38:04.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WEDNESDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wednesday. Second day of MEP camp. Had an early breakfast at mcdonalds with ze. We then took bus 52 all the way to RI! Camp started of with singing exercises then we went on to discuss our own arrangement of A capella for the song 'Home without you'. Hee. It was really quite awesome actually. After camp, ze and I went to Junction 8 for awhile then we took 52 back again. As usual, we began talking about our future and all the uncertanties. It worries me sometimes to know that I'm growing old really quickly but I know that God will determine my steps. Right now, I'll try to do the best in whatever I do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;School ends early tomorrow!! I'm wondering if I should go to the zoo with ze tomorrow. That'll be so cool! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have to practise piano now. Trying to aim for perfection! Though I know that music can never be perfect. But note perfection can defintely be achieved. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-1161563483431131070?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/1161563483431131070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=1161563483431131070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/1161563483431131070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/1161563483431131070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/05/wednesday.html' title='WEDNESDAY'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-1373819604395708213</id><published>2008-05-27T21:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T21:37:17.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TUESDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tuesday. Woke up early in the morning because of school. =( Why must there be school during the school holidays? I got back all my midyear results and as expected, I failed two subjects out of eight. Ohwell, it was expected already. I don't get why our class seems to be doing so badly. I know we're all equally smart as compared to other classes! It's just somehow, we can't study? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After school, was the MEP combined camp. It was a little boring though it could be a lot more interesting if the message was brought out in a more lively way. A capella is very cool however, it's very difficult to make a good one. All the intonation and skills... Hard work. But isn't everything about dilligence? Speaking of which, I think I'm lacking of dilligence. Seriously, I'm not pushing myselt hard enough. Somehow, I wonder how I'll ever be a successful person if I continue slacking. Future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Practise violin today! And I'm going to sleep soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-1373819604395708213?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/1373819604395708213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=1373819604395708213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/1373819604395708213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/1373819604395708213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/05/tuesday.html' title='TUESDAY'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639108381798920770.post-4930086552641044990</id><published>2008-05-26T17:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T21:36:20.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE START</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HELLO! I just ended my old blog with a very dramatic ending after insulting music and insulting all the music lovers. I had to do it though. Just wanted to say it all out. But anyway, that's the past! And that's history!! This is a new blog and I want to start anew. :) It's going to be so much cooler than my old blog. I'm not sure when this blog will be revealed to public but I won't worry about that now. In this blog, I'm going to say everything that has happened but nono, not gossips. I'm not going to say bad stuff about people here cause I know that it's not healthy. So yup, this shall mark the beginning of a new internet life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today, after sleeping at 8pm last night and waking up at 7am this morning, I felt much much better. OBS was a little tiring but I'm sure I benefited much from it. And I definitely gained more experience from the word determination. Later on in the morning after a hearty breakfast and the market, I went roller blading at east coast!! It was really refreshing however, I don't think that I've mastered roller blading yet. After that, I went straight for violin lesson! Which was as usual, interesting. I really have to work on my intonation and other techniques. Although I've been questioning myself about music and having doubts about learning it, I'm still into music. I'm sure to gain a very bad reputation now but just wait!! I'm going to change! After violin, ze came to my house and we roller bladed around mayfair park. The coolest thing was that we were roller blading and playing basketball!! Hee. Super cool!! Which followed by, we came back and did emath then yeah, she left. So I'm blogging now! And I'm going to continue wasting my time until dinner time is over. Hehehehehe. I'm also having fun chatting with Tham now. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Somtimes, I just wonder why people practise their instruments so much. I even believe that some people think that music is more important than their friends and family! How can that be! I do know and agree that music is important but not to that extend! Maybe to some people, music is the only thing that they can rely on but do they know that there's more to life! I'm really speechless by some things. Just hope that Singapore teenage musicians can learn to enjoy the world's treasures more. And again, many people won't agree with me and I'm kind of use to these type of arguements but just a reminder that this is my own point of view, just another voice for you to catch so you don't have to agree of disagree. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;THE END!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639108381798920770-4930086552641044990?l=grownig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/feeds/4930086552641044990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639108381798920770&amp;postID=4930086552641044990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/4930086552641044990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639108381798920770/posts/default/4930086552641044990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownig.blogspot.com/2008/05/hello-i-just-ended-my-old-blog-with.html' title='THE START'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02102231271879730075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
