<?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-6140662849725266416</id><updated>2011-07-08T07:41:29.256+08:00</updated><category term='week&apos;s post.'/><category term='teachers day'/><category term='tag replies.'/><category term='2009'/><category term='jealous.'/><category term='shoes.'/><category term='HK trip part 1.'/><category term='tired'/><category term='colorgenics'/><category term='snys'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='camera photos'/><category term='China Holiday [1]'/><category term='China trip'/><category term='MEP'/><category term='sleeping after 12'/><category term='practice'/><category term='55th Anniversary.'/><category term='mid years'/><category term='holiday homework.'/><category term='thursday is a killer.'/><category term='headache.tests.you.stress'/><category term='ECP. 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Chinese DV project.'/><category term='holiday. busy fun day'/><category term='love hate relationship. national day celebration'/><category term='bye bye for now.'/><category term='crap. frolic'/><category term='one incident'/><category term='bitter sweet.'/><category term='SNYO concert'/><category term='cheerleading. string. practice. giraffe.'/><category term='OBS [4]'/><category term='goodnight and goodbye'/><category term='blogskin'/><category term='june holiday hw.'/><category term='miserableeeee.'/><category term='before myes'/><category term='school.'/><category term='Tiring day ):'/><category term='sick sick sick.'/><category term='looking.'/><title type='text'>Ratana</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>121</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-1397800870719209566</id><published>2010-06-03T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T18:47:38.409+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><title type='text'>relationships</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/TAeH9dxJtqI/AAAAAAAAAVk/y2-0ISnGAg4/s1600/intruder__by_ang3llor3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478496961752053410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/TAeH9dxJtqI/AAAAAAAAAVk/y2-0ISnGAg4/s320/intruder__by_ang3llor3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;because in all relationships, there's always a "that other person" It's just the degree of invisibility of that person, that changes. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-1397800870719209566?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/1397800870719209566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=1397800870719209566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/1397800870719209566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/1397800870719209566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2010/06/relationships.html' title='relationships'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/TAeH9dxJtqI/AAAAAAAAAVk/y2-0ISnGAg4/s72-c/intruder__by_ang3llor3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-4913964304534003583</id><published>2010-05-13T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T21:45:52.513+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deadlines'/><title type='text'>Deadlines, force a smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/S-wApv0gr3I/AAAAAAAAAVU/JJX9Y5shz-I/s1600/Smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470748364559658866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/S-wApv0gr3I/AAAAAAAAAVU/JJX9Y5shz-I/s320/Smile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hrm, it's been crazy. 18 days to O levels. 11 days to DSA. 27 days to O levels SPA. How much more crazy can all this get? Oh wait. 22 weeks to O levels block exams. Great -.- Ah, it's true I guess, when people say, this year is REALLY REALLY fast. I can't believe it's May already. O: But anyways, I'm really just trying to hang in there. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back 4 of my MYE results already. 1 one which is pretty dissapointing, but the other 3 are okay. I'll keep it to myself, ahah. Too demoralizing and embarrassing to show it up here. :X I seriously hope it's good enough to get me through DSA. ): I really did expect much more from myself. And *touchwood* if this is the kind of results I'm getting back, then good luck to me. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I just don't get the physics of studying. I really don't. When you think it's just enough, or when you've put in enough effort to get a certain mark, sometimes, it just doesn't seem so. Sometimes, you think you don't deserve that kind of marks for the type of effort you put in, but miraculously you do well. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than the fact that the deadlines are so near, and that O levels is coming. Well, I'm pretty much okay. I'm really glad for my friends. Even though I know this mental "obstacle" is one I have to conquer alone, I know they are here for me. And that's enough. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Broken relationships have been mended, and strong friendships has become even stronger.&lt;br /&gt;People say " promises of being friends forever, will soon, and definately be broken ".&lt;br /&gt;I hope not. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-4913964304534003583?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/4913964304534003583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=4913964304534003583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/4913964304534003583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/4913964304534003583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2010/05/deadlines-force-smile.html' title='Deadlines, force a smile'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/S-wApv0gr3I/AAAAAAAAAVU/JJX9Y5shz-I/s72-c/Smile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-5337488322702267895</id><published>2010-05-02T14:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T14:54:59.091+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mid years'/><title type='text'>i miss you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/S90dbz7jRoI/AAAAAAAAAVE/o-qCzyIgc_M/s1600/Explosion_by_IndigoSnippy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466557886331307650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/S90dbz7jRoI/AAAAAAAAAVE/o-qCzyIgc_M/s320/Explosion_by_IndigoSnippy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah, I just want to explode. I don't even know what that's supposed to mean. I just feel so exasperated. No, I just feel like crap. Maybe I'm pms-ing. O: Ah ): Anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid years are over and I've been feeling sleepy since forever. For this time, I actually feel a little more confident about doing well. Not for my sciences, but for the rest, I can feel it. Hopefully I don't make silly mistakes and lose marks. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it seriously wasn't easy. Having to sleep for a bare minimum and then try my best to focus for all the papers. I'm sure everyone feels the same way too, but I guess we have our own ways of overcoming it. I realised that the toughest moments for me is starting and ending the papers, I never seem to be able to focus. Psychoing myself does work sometimes. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm just glad this whole crazy studying episode's over. I truely hate studying for ss and geog. :/ ah. pfft. It feels as if everything I see is new. o.O MEP was a fun bunch. Mrs goh was being evil, give us a super fast extract, I almost died. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Nicole yesterday. It was super fun, yay. We laughed a lot. And I reached home really late. :X HAHA. I'm so going to miss my juniors. Ah. :( And it was all a fun and entertaining episode yesterday. Went to the airport. I truely love stoning at the airport. :D My new hobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow supposed to go out with the spastic panda, but don't know if she can make it or not. I hope so, if not I'll just die of boredom. D: Ah, if we can, I want to go back to the airport again. Heehee. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just enjoying the last bits of my holiday before chionging towards prelims. D: Hopefully my mid year results would be more than enough to help me in DSA and get through the principals and the teachers. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a last note, I really really miss you. )): Ah, feel like crap. )): I seriously thought I would be able to let go. I seriously thought this was just a few months thing and this whole crazy nuts thing would be over. But it isn't! D: I hate myself, D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-5337488322702267895?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/5337488322702267895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=5337488322702267895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/5337488322702267895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/5337488322702267895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-miss-you.html' title='i miss you!'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/S90dbz7jRoI/AAAAAAAAAVE/o-qCzyIgc_M/s72-c/Explosion_by_IndigoSnippy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-1060797243491224846</id><published>2010-04-23T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T23:58:08.949+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='before myes'/><title type='text'>feelings before MYEs</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Lean on me&lt;br /&gt;When you're not strong&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be your friend&lt;br /&gt;I'll help you carry on&lt;br /&gt;For it won't be long&lt;br /&gt;'Till I'll gonna need&lt;br /&gt;Someone to lean on&lt;br /&gt;- Lean on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-1060797243491224846?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/1060797243491224846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=1060797243491224846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/1060797243491224846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/1060797243491224846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2010/04/feelings-before-myes.html' title='feelings before MYEs'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-1757984158343514981</id><published>2010-04-01T21:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T22:12:20.980+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SNYO concert'/><title type='text'>SNYO Concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/S7SnB7QPshI/AAAAAAAAAUw/EY6OOt9zDQo/s1600/The_New_Movable_C_Clef_by_PencilOfLight.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455168700180050450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/S7SnB7QPshI/AAAAAAAAAUw/EY6OOt9zDQo/s320/The_New_Movable_C_Clef_by_PencilOfLight.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so 30th March was the first time I performed with SNYO, and it's the last performance for 2010, or at least till the end of O Levels. I must say, it was a wonderful experience. And knowing that there was a sea of green to support me was beyond heart warming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing Eurythane was very enjoyable, every moment seemed beautiful, every note. Cello concerto was wowness, I loved that there was a split instance when there was silent, that pure silent filled my heart. A feeling I never got to experience till that day. And then Berlioz, which drained me entirely. But still, a very fun experience. I truly admire Mr Lim for his conducting skills, he's so awesome! And the whole bass section's just loads of fun and laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going in not expecting anything more than just a normal performance, the concert did make me feel incredible. SNYO's really woosh, and I just can't believe I'm part of it. I feel so proud to be part of the whole orchestra. Whee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/S7Sm79AoZnI/AAAAAAAAAUo/PvU7hER2W00/s1600/____Miss_You_Love_____by_angel5ive83.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455168597572216434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/S7Sm79AoZnI/AAAAAAAAAUo/PvU7hER2W00/s320/____Miss_You_Love_____by_angel5ive83.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ah, I miss you already. Pfft. )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe 16th April's just a few days away, going to miss TKGSSE like crazy. )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/S7Sm2sNxmKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/KRPvFc1xtE8/s1600/Overwhelming_dark_by_ApricotLane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455168507164596386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/S7Sm2sNxmKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/KRPvFc1xtE8/s320/Overwhelming_dark_by_ApricotLane.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's just say everything's starting to overwhelme me. I'm going bonkers soon. But meanwhile, I'm just getting upset at myself at the fact that I keep sleeping early in the nights and not studying ): Ah, I'm so out of shape. Pfft. I need to get back on track!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, I just don't know if I can handle the stress from everyone, but I'll just try. Or at least try to try. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6140662849725266416-1757984158343514981?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/1757984158343514981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=1757984158343514981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/1757984158343514981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/1757984158343514981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2010/04/snyo-concert.html' title='SNYO Concert'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/S7SnB7QPshI/AAAAAAAAAUw/EY6OOt9zDQo/s72-c/The_New_Movable_C_Clef_by_PencilOfLight.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-7059022154523382993</id><published>2010-03-19T20:24:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T21:50:37.392+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='march hols hw'/><title type='text'>March holidays hw</title><content type='html'>Hello world, yet again, we're back to a time when I list out the whole lot of homework &amp;amp; say that I'm officially screwed cause I haven't done loads. So here goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English Summary (3gorgesdam) DONE&lt;br /&gt;English Newspaper (vocab) DONE&lt;br /&gt;English Critical Reflections DONE&lt;br /&gt;A Math TYS (trig)&lt;br /&gt;A Math TB Ex. 13 DONE&lt;br /&gt;A Math TB Ex. 14&lt;br /&gt;A Math Heymath (matrices) DONE&lt;br /&gt;A Math TB Ex. 1.3 DONE&lt;br /&gt;Geography Mindmap Chpt 10&lt;br /&gt;Biology WS (sexual reproduction) DONE&lt;br /&gt;Biology File&lt;br /&gt;Chinese TYS 2006 June DONE&lt;br /&gt;Chinese TYS 2006 Nov&lt;br /&gt;Math MYE Papers (booklet)&lt;br /&gt;Math Heymath&lt;br /&gt;Math WS&lt;br /&gt;Mep Programme Notes DONE&lt;br /&gt;Physics TYS [1] DONE&lt;br /&gt;Physics TYS [2] DONE&lt;br /&gt;Physics TYS [3] DONE&lt;br /&gt;Physics TYS [4]&lt;br /&gt;Physics TYS [5]&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry TYS 2009&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry TYS 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-7059022154523382993?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/7059022154523382993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=7059022154523382993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/7059022154523382993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/7059022154523382993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2010/03/march-holidays-hw.html' title='March holidays hw'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-2112659281875900081</id><published>2010-03-07T16:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T16:36:46.614+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sucky yet awesome'/><title type='text'>sucky yet awesome feeling</title><content type='html'>Heyho. (: And i'm not exactly a very happy person. For CA1, I officially failed 4 subjects. Can't believe it's 3 more weeks till I officially stop YO practice till after O levels. Already stopped going for private lesson. And it's a few more weeks till Strings practice ends too. How I wish O levels will just come and go. Run away to some ulu place and never come back.  And I realised that everytime I have some time for myself, I'll just keep thinking about leaving everything and all for the spiffing O levels. Rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's been pretty fun going for NEF, pretty fun loser-ing around the school, pretty fun going for sports heats ( i seriously need to train! ), pretty fun not feeling so tired on mondays having to rush around, and of course, loads of fun during YO playing Berlioz! Gwyn's just a high deskpartner, and it's fun cause I'm able to enjoy the music and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the one person that's been in my mind. Ahah. yay. Makes me look forward to my days, makes me feel miserable, makes my days awesome, and has great influence on my life. Ah, what a sucky yet awesome feeling. Besides this annoying person, of course there are all the lame-os in my life. These people I absolutely can't live without either. Heehee. All the laughter, the jokes and the absolutely waste of time smses that I absolutely love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, my life now's pretty good isn't it? Ah. except for my extraordinaryly horrid ttm haircut. Ah. ): Oh wells. Hair will grow back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-2112659281875900081?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/2112659281875900081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=2112659281875900081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/2112659281875900081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/2112659281875900081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2010/03/sucky-yet-awesome-feeling.html' title='sucky yet awesome feeling'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-5414681406589788649</id><published>2010-02-11T16:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T16:52:18.934+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eye infection'/><title type='text'>eye operation</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I haven't been going to school for the past week. Why? Cause I had an annoying eye infection which made my eye super swollen, that's why. So I'll be going back to school only next week. So this is what happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Monday&lt;/em&gt; : After recess, my eye started to really hurt. Like, there was nothing there but it was like something was stuck inside. In the evening, it got a little red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuesday&lt;/em&gt; : When I woke up in the morning, O: It just exploded. Like seriously, it exploded. I could barely open my eye. So I didn't go to school, went to the doctor to get it checked. (MC for 2 days) In the evening, it was so unbearable I cried like crazy. So apparently, the medicine wasn't working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wednesday&lt;/em&gt; : Mum brought me to see the doctor, (got MC for the week) then went to an eye specialist to do a full checkup. She said if it still wasn't healing by tomorrow, I had to go for the operation. Since CNY was coming, the operation will help it to heal faster. But possibilities weren't high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thursday (today)&lt;/em&gt; : Mum booked for the operation cause she said even though it was healing, it was taking a really long time and just get it over and done with for the operation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went into the operating theatre, the nurse put anesthetic cream, drip. Then when the doctor came in, she put another layer of cream and drop. After it sort of sunk in, she gave me the injection for the anesthetic. If I'm not wrong, it was 5 jabs in total so that it was fully numb.The first jab really hurt, I didn't even know I was tearing -.- Subsequent jabs weren't as bad, but I could feel the medicine flow in. After that, we waited for the thing to sink in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she used this clamp to flip open my eyelid. It wasn't painful, but it was super uncomfortable. It's like someone pinching your cheecks and twisting it. Then she used this other thing to cut open the inside of the lid, and started to dig it. D: It was painful and uncomfortable, but I didn't say anything. That feeling's like digging your ear, but painful and ew. So yeah, she poked into it 4 times cause there were different parts to it -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, she told me I'm going to have to live with a blue-blacked eye for 1 week. And it'll hurt. I almost screamed. )): I'm going to look like ugly duckling. Ahhhh. Then after that, she bandaged it and I was ready to go. When I stepped out, I couldn't talk, I couldn't react. Just stone there cause the pain started to sink in and it was unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after I stepped out of the clinic, cried. Then all the way home, it was just pain and more pain. After that, tried my best to fall asleep. Took forever. But she gave me a strong painkiller which really helped. So here I am after waking up. Doesn't hurt now. But just now was just. OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm really happy my family was with me the whole time to take care of me (: Mummy was really upset cause this is officially my 4th operation already. So yeah, but IT'S OVER. So yeah, this is my life. When you see me, i'm officially punched by someone. Hah. kay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-5414681406589788649?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/5414681406589788649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=5414681406589788649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/5414681406589788649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/5414681406589788649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2010/02/eye-operation.html' title='eye operation'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-6670885281531488991</id><published>2010-02-08T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T21:29:51.905+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><title type='text'>picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/S3ARuma9mdI/AAAAAAAAAUY/ryEwDwY6UHM/s1600-h/You_can__t_run_away_by_meleena.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435864242521479634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/S3ARuma9mdI/AAAAAAAAAUY/ryEwDwY6UHM/s320/You_can__t_run_away_by_meleena.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-6670885281531488991?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/6670885281531488991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=6670885281531488991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/6670885281531488991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/6670885281531488991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2010/02/picture.html' title='picture'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/S3ARuma9mdI/AAAAAAAAAUY/ryEwDwY6UHM/s72-c/You_can__t_run_away_by_meleena.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-242847567477566741</id><published>2010-02-08T21:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T21:25:51.067+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap. frolic'/><title type='text'>i feel like crap</title><content type='html'>I feel like crap today. I really do. It's one of those instances again. And to those people who might be reading this, it's not that I don't want to reply you all, it's just that I'm too pissed and annoyed. I just need a time out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-242847567477566741?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/242847567477566741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=242847567477566741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/242847567477566741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/242847567477566741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-feel-like-crap.html' title='i feel like crap'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-6279107678247696632</id><published>2010-02-04T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T21:23:17.704+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><title type='text'>stress, tired.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/S2rH5fk4pJI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/RfFWBIF0x9I/s1600-h/6d9434efcbdb5d45444b4aa2d394cd4a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434375690918601874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/S2rH5fk4pJI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/RfFWBIF0x9I/s320/6d9434efcbdb5d45444b4aa2d394cd4a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that's how dead tired i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/S2rH0SGj0lI/AAAAAAAAAUI/S0OvNlST3Qo/s1600-h/aee8da7663bb185e53bd706e38ba8780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434375601402401362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/S2rH0SGj0lI/AAAAAAAAAUI/S0OvNlST3Qo/s320/aee8da7663bb185e53bd706e38ba8780.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a doomed planet, and I'm that planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet again, I've gotten my pictures from deviantart. They have really nice photos there. Anyways, this week was just madness. I'm really physically and mentally drained. It's been crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the papers were, well, some were just beyond horrid, and others were manageable. Every morning when I sit at the canteen and rush through all the last minute work, I feel so pathetic. It's like, the preparation was obviously not enough. But, argh. Well, at least the block CAs are over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's the mentally draining part. I really don't know what I thought was right is actually right now. Regrets? Maybe, just maybe. I'm really sorry, I really am. Why couldn't everything be like before, why couldn't you just accept it. I guess nothing's permanent. Everything's so overwhelming. If I could, I would protect everyone and no one will get hurt. But I can't. Makes me feel as if I shouldn't be wearing my wonderwoman jacket no more. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after all this, and CA week, my next obstacle - 23rd Feb. ARRRGGGHHH. Someone, kill me.&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/6140662849725266416-6279107678247696632?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/6279107678247696632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=6279107678247696632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/6279107678247696632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/6279107678247696632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2010/02/stress-tired.html' title='stress, tired.'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/S2rH5fk4pJI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/RfFWBIF0x9I/s72-c/6d9434efcbdb5d45444b4aa2d394cd4a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-2277274810372682029</id><published>2010-01-29T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T23:40:18.033+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodnight and goodbye'/><title type='text'>goodnight and goodbye</title><content type='html'>Put a cold towel over your eyes tonight, hide this from all those people. Goodnight and have memories of yesterday and before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-2277274810372682029?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/2277274810372682029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=2277274810372682029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/2277274810372682029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/2277274810372682029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2010/01/goodnight-and-goodbye.html' title='goodnight and goodbye'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-3281219490203272978</id><published>2010-01-16T18:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T18:52:18.266+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='headache.tests.you.stress'/><title type='text'>headache.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/S1GYChXyluI/AAAAAAAAAUA/PoKUdHFn4vQ/s1600-h/Another_Headache_by_violinplayer11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427286195043473122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/S1GYChXyluI/AAAAAAAAAUA/PoKUdHFn4vQ/s320/Another_Headache_by_violinplayer11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I notice this trend of me blogging especially when I have issues. O: Today was CCA Promotion Day. I guess today, I had a surge of so many different emotions. Mostly, being pissed off in the morning, and having a headache after that. But lunch with juniors was pretty much nice. They're going for obs next week, O: Good luck juniors. Have fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cause of my headaches are most probably cause of the stress and all. Argh. There's just so much to do. My mum says I shouldn't stress so much cause there's still a lot of time. And if I stress so much now, by the time O levels are here, i'll just die. But I'm thinking that if i stress so much now, next time I'll just be so numbed by the stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, let's just see what happens. Bet Mr Ma's angry at my awful bass playing. My exam is coming and well, let's just say, I'm not as prepared as I want myself to be. And I didn't go for YO practice today. Came home and tried to recover from the headache. Sort of worked out well. And assesment is coming, so I need to practice. So there's a total of 6 bass songs that I need to master ASAP. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, there's still the MEP performing exam that's coming up really really soon. So that's another 5 songs. Sighs. And then MYEs are in May. Omg right. K, I'm just going to take one thing at a time. For now, I'll just go practice piano and bass first. Or study or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that I'm really happy of, I'm finally able to control my addiction to the computer. So I'm not using it as frequently anymore. I guess facebook can't intrigue me anymore. Nyehehehe. Oh, and I'm so happy that Mr Seah finally saw the fruits of my labour from my binomial test. Yay. I'm going to make him proud, woosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to update I guess. The days just go by, and I don't think anyone would want to read about my emotions each day anyways. K, toodles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-3281219490203272978?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/3281219490203272978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=3281219490203272978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/3281219490203272978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/3281219490203272978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2010/01/headache.html' title='headache.'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/S1GYChXyluI/AAAAAAAAAUA/PoKUdHFn4vQ/s72-c/Another_Headache_by_violinplayer11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-2442331651068828158</id><published>2010-01-06T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T20:16:17.310+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='looking.'/><title type='text'>Looking back.</title><content type='html'>Looking at pictures does make a person feel better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-2442331651068828158?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/2442331651068828158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=2442331651068828158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/2442331651068828158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/2442331651068828158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2010/01/looking-back.html' title='Looking back.'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-4793543967387022291</id><published>2010-01-04T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T21:48:32.023+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school.'/><title type='text'>1st day of school.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/S0HtPlYkPzI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Zbxn1k_tfjY/s1600-h/wait_by_Tsub_chan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422876278319759154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/S0HtPlYkPzI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Zbxn1k_tfjY/s320/wait_by_Tsub_chan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Will you wait for me? Because I know after all this drama and hardwork we've gone through in our own seperate battles, I'll be waiting for you. You'll be my motivation through all this when I'm about to give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/S0HtF_hzrCI/AAAAAAAAATw/lB0VQgTPk4g/s1600-h/eec4926d88c9441944fee930022cda0d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422876113539148834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/S0HtF_hzrCI/AAAAAAAAATw/lB0VQgTPk4g/s320/eec4926d88c9441944fee930022cda0d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today, 4th January, the first day of school. The last time I'll have my first day of school in TKGS. I guess today was tiring, fun, running, slacking, crapping, scarying people, being silly, enjoying being back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this year, all, or most of my focus will be on my studies. I can't forget about my music can I? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last week of school was just Christmas which was okay, and then New Year which was awesome. (: And a lot of telling myself I have to finish my holiday homework. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sec 1s today are quite cute I guess. I keep trying to remember how it was like on my first day. Guess as a senior, you don't really feel the gap, but as a junior, it's really quite intimidating. O: But anyways, I was really happy to see my juniors around school today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah, and then meetings meetings and more meetings. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assembly today was very tiring, kept screaming. But yeah, so what, I LOVE STRING. cannot ah! :X&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/6140662849725266416-4793543967387022291?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/4793543967387022291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=4793543967387022291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/4793543967387022291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/4793543967387022291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2010/01/1st-day-of-school.html' title='1st day of school.'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/S0HtPlYkPzI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Zbxn1k_tfjY/s72-c/wait_by_Tsub_chan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-3326599596802670809</id><published>2009-12-23T20:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T20:56:29.214+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='victory. i miss you already.'/><title type='text'>i miss you already.</title><content type='html'>Oh gosh. I was just about to publish and the website crashed on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;Today's historical moments :&lt;br /&gt;At 11:35 in the morning, I won in a game of steal with Ilya and Cheryl.&lt;br /&gt;At 12:13 in the morning, I won again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it doesn't seem like anything. But it's a big deal, or at least to me. Cause I told Ilya once that one day, I will win. So I guess, hooray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still feel like crap. I think it's only when I'm thinking. So I shall try to occupy myself with sleep and work. So that you don't enter my mind, or at least not as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, I feel so stopid. But it's okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-3326599596802670809?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/3326599596802670809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=3326599596802670809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/3326599596802670809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/3326599596802670809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-miss-you-already.html' title='i miss you already.'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-6080325034414880986</id><published>2009-12-18T10:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T10:59:32.541+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday homework.'/><title type='text'>Holiday homework. Shitake mushrooms</title><content type='html'>I need to start on my homework now but I can't. Cause i'll be leaving the house soon. Makes no sense to barely start on it and I'll waste time going back to view it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shitake mushrooms, I'm screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No it's not that I like to make my blog posts long, neither is it that I like to tell how miserable my life is. It's like wake up call I guess.  Today's the 18th. So I've got about 12 days. SHOOT. )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, let's eliminate some of the things that has been taking up all my time.&lt;br /&gt;- facebook. gosh, i hate you.&lt;br /&gt;- concert. sighs.&lt;br /&gt;- going out. Nooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;- talking on msn. I'm sorry people, I just have to stop. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay let's just see what's left,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- chinese news reporting thingy.&lt;br /&gt;- biology paper 1&lt;br /&gt;- biology paper 2&lt;br /&gt;- biology paper 3&lt;br /&gt;- social studies SEQ paper&lt;br /&gt;- MEP composing&lt;br /&gt;- a math paper 1&lt;br /&gt;- a math paper 2&lt;br /&gt;- a math paper 3&lt;br /&gt;- a math paper 4&lt;br /&gt;- a math paper 5&lt;br /&gt;- a math paper 6&lt;br /&gt;- e math paper 1&lt;br /&gt;- e math paper 2&lt;br /&gt;- e math paper 3&lt;br /&gt;- e math paper 4&lt;br /&gt;- chem ammonia&lt;br /&gt;- physics 1&lt;br /&gt;- physics 2&lt;br /&gt;- physics 3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-6080325034414880986?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/6080325034414880986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=6080325034414880986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/6080325034414880986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/6080325034414880986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/12/holiday-homework-shitake-mushrooms.html' title='Holiday homework. Shitake mushrooms'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-5376079740384587643</id><published>2009-12-17T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:45:16.999+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children.drawings.'/><title type='text'>children and their drawings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SypCL-9UdwI/AAAAAAAAATA/iZbj_w0qKy0/s1600-h/79de1c34b9ac68bfa0e5774a7eacd97a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416214275512628994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SypCL-9UdwI/AAAAAAAAATA/iZbj_w0qKy0/s320/79de1c34b9ac68bfa0e5774a7eacd97a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I was on my way for rehearsal. Then the bus was driving pass this construction area. And on the metal plate fences thingy, there were blown up drawings by primary school kids. So the bus stopped at the red light and I was sitting at the window seat, so I was just looking at the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you still remember what it felt like to draw a picture? I noticed that for all these drawings, one thing that caught my eye was the porportion of the objects. Like cars can be so small and some can be so huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's because as a child, the world seems so huge. And in that little small piece of paper, you just wish to draw everything that you see. So when you realise that something takes up too much space, you'd try to draw everything smaller so that you can fit almost everything you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just as how children would wish they can remember everything they see, and store it in their brains. But as I started to look more closely, as the child gets older, like primary 5 or 6, the pictures start to look like reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess as we grow up, we realise that there's no way we can apprehend everything, there's no way we're able to squeeze everything into that small piece of paper. So why not make it look more real?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hrm. This was really something I thought it was quite cool. Kept running through my head today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your smile lights up my world.&lt;br /&gt;It's the only thing I look forward to,&lt;br /&gt;It's the reason why I live,&lt;br /&gt;It's why I'm hanging on to dear life. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-5376079740384587643?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/5376079740384587643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=5376079740384587643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/5376079740384587643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/5376079740384587643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/12/children-and-their-drawings.html' title='children and their drawings'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SypCL-9UdwI/AAAAAAAAATA/iZbj_w0qKy0/s72-c/79de1c34b9ac68bfa0e5774a7eacd97a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-1641353016880025134</id><published>2009-12-16T10:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T10:59:45.561+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HK part 3.'/><title type='text'>Hong Kong trip part 3</title><content type='html'>Okay, since I have some time left, I shall just finish off my Hong Kong post. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SyhFUgzqLVI/AAAAAAAAAS4/Xznc2wSum1w/s1600-h/SAM_0946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415654770619329874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SyhFUgzqLVI/AAAAAAAAAS4/Xznc2wSum1w/s320/SAM_0946.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Day 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So in the morning, we went back to DisneyLand to perform there. It was so tiring carrying the basses! It was like, everytime we walked from the backstage to the castle, it's about 300m. And we walked back and forth for about 4 times! It was SUPER tiring. But we somehow managed to do it. Anyway, I thought it was quite cool cause they actually announced that we were performing there, as in, announce over the PA system for everyone in disney. Hah. It felt so cool! And the weather was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that day, I was having a really really bad headache. I almost died. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we headed to Langham Place. Which is this really huge shopping centre 12 stories high. The bottom 4 floors are like branded goods. Our group went all the way up first cause we saw that there was a CD warehouse! Myahaha. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after a while, I saw Xu Zhen! OMG. I missed her like crazy can! Cannot -.- Yeah, like never see her for like 3 weeks already. Pfft. She's coming back soon. Myahahah. Anyways, that was after I heared MinHui shout "RATANA!" in the shop. Hah. So loud, so cool. XD Then we just walked around and I bought my CD! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much actually, just keep walking and walking and walking. BUT! When we went to the market place after that and saw 2 other groups there. Then Minhui was like asking me what's so different about her. She bought new shoes. Then i was like "omg here sell shoes!" Then MinHui, Cheryl and me rushed all the way just to buy my PRETTY HOT UMBRELLA SHOES. yay. we did all the running and buying and running back in 15 minutes. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, we were on time. But like we exited at the wrong exit. Which was on the other side of where we were supposed to gather -.- So we ran around the building to the other side. You know, my pants were like dropping. Omg. So embarrassing -.- Anyway, after that met the others. Then Ilya said she actually went up to look for us when we saw them at one of the lift lobbies. But you know, we ran too fast. ( see how rushed we were! ) Yups, that was pretty much the climax of my shopping! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shoes are like AWESOME! And it's the first pair of shoes I bought by myself. And in record time! Hurr hurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening, we went to have an exchange session with the Sha Tin Philharmonic Orch. *laughs* Yeah, so we saw a lot of people and they were like PRO. And I got scared. ): But actually, it wasn't that bad. Hahahs. And the conductor was really nice. And although there was only 1 bassist, she was really nice! (: I stood next to her, managed to talk a little while the people weren't looking. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, we went to watch a Strings Orch Contest. Something similar to the SYF we have in Singapore. It was nice. (: No other comments. But one thing I realized is that, even though I think people can't hear my bass, it's actually very obvious! So intonation is very important (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to have exchange again with the Sha Tin Philharmonic Orch. *laughs again*So it was a long practice, but it was fun. I liked the music. And we swopped emails and said bye. The conductor was so nice! He kept giving good comments and he came forward and wanted to take picture with the bass section. He was saying that we played well and all. (: So cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to Madam Tussauds and The Peak. First to the Peak. It was so funny cause we had to take a tram up to the Peak. And like, there was no space. So Ilya, Cheryl and me squeezed into this seat which was like -.- And the tram just kept going up. Like 45 degrees! And I felt as if I was going to fall, but I didn't (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Peak, didn't realise that it was so cold! But it was sooo refreshing! Helps to destress and all. I got lost. Or actually, I didn't follow my group -.- Anyways, I just hanged around, took pictures, stoned. Looked around. It was so pretty. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed to the Wax Museum. They really look quite real. Just that we couldn't recognise Jay Chou -.- Someone was like " omg! this is Jay Chou!" and then everyone was like " Huh! Really uh!? Take picture! Omg, but don't look like him eh. Oh, the old version of him" -.- Hah. Anyway, I got lost from my group again. But it's okay lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went into the "scream" thing with Athirah, Felicia, Audrey and Geun Hye. Yeah. I just kept screaming and laughing and screaming. It wasn't THAT scary but I just kept screaming when I didn't see the people popping out. But I laughed when  they were in front of me. HAHAHA. So FUNNAYEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when we came out, we had to take a lift. So we took, and then when the lift open, I saw some of our people, then I just screamed. HAHAHA. Then saw Ilya. Then she was like " you went in?!" Then I was like still stoning and I hadn't recovered. Then she was like " you're shaking" OMG. THAT WAS SO COOL LAH. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, after that, we heared that a lot of other stringers went too. And they said that the people normally just scared the people standing in the middle. I was standing there -.- ANYWAY, it was fun. I liked it when they came so close I had no voice to scream I just laughed. HAHAH. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we returned to the hotel after that. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day ): We just had breakfast. And everyone was just dead tired. But MinHui didn't look tired. I don't know why. o.O HAHA. I guess everyone just took every opportunity to sleep when we had time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the airport and checked in. Shopped a while. And you know, it's fate. SO I BOUGHT MY SUPER SEXY CAP! Woohoo! I actually saw it at Disneyland. But I had second thoughts of getting cause it was quite expensive and I already had others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know, it was fate that brought us together. So i was like, argggh, but I bought it (: Even Ms Ng said it looked nice. Heehee. XD No reason not to buy! XD So yeah, then headed back to Singaporeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we took the airbus. So it was AWESOMEEE! ((: And the dude was really funny. Haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This trip was really so nice. And it also marks the end of Ms Ng's TKG journey. I'm happy that this was the end. Cause, it was really fun memories and all. Our batch of people are really really lucky. I mean, it's a concert plus tour year. So yeah. I'm really happy and honoured to be in TKGSSE. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess in this trip,  I got to know a lot of people better. And I realised that actually, my juniors can be more crazy than me. And I realised that I'm going to miss my batch mates too when we graduate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are just too many awesome people in TKGSSE, and I'm glad to have this opportunity to get to know each one better. (: Hopefully before I leave, I'll know everyone at least a little more. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm really going to miss Ms Ng! I mean, I didn't think I'd feel so upset and all. But during the farewell thing, all the memories of the funny MEP lessons, and legacy lessons and laughing and fustrations and sadness and everything just flowed into my head. I thought of all the times that Ms Ng was part of my TKG journey. And there was just too much. There's just too many favours I owe her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at the same time, I thought about how TKGSSE was part of my TKG journey. How we grew from being noobs at our instruments and now Emu, Fel, RouHui, MM, Rach amd Me are like leading and all. And it's like only less than 2 years on the instruments and everyone looks so professional at it already. I really feel proud of every other person in strings. I guess I myself has improved a lot too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I know I'm still not very good at what I do, but just learning this instrument has brought me so much fun and laughter and opportunities. It just felt so sad that everything's going to fade. But I guess this is life isn't it? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-1641353016880025134?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/1641353016880025134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=1641353016880025134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/1641353016880025134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/1641353016880025134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/12/hong-kong-trip-part-3.html' title='Hong Kong trip part 3'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SyhFUgzqLVI/AAAAAAAAAS4/Xznc2wSum1w/s72-c/SAM_0946.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-5726600068943086769</id><published>2009-12-15T14:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T14:21:59.385+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag replies'/><title type='text'>tag replies</title><content type='html'>Tag Replies! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Elizabeth : My sister doesn't really look like me uh! It's the hair and the spectacles. I guess when people say, you'll never think you look like your sibling when you actually do. I think it's quite true uh! Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Tracy : Nah. I'm too in love with strings. I won't pang seh to join interact. :P But yeah, if anything, still can go volunteer outside school what! ((: And i'll ask you to join me. Hurrhurr. Haha, tyty for praising my red hot sexy camera. Myahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Padma : Well, maybe emmett can go visit Disneyland right! Nothing is impossible ((: But I really can't find the poster. ): So I don't know what I'm going to bring tomorrow to see you. ): But I'm really really happy that you're finally back! (: I did have a lot of fun in hongkong, but now that I'm back, I'm just waiting for you to come back. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Cheryl : OH YEAHH. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : MinHui : I liked the nights too! ((: But it was pretty scary wasn't it? D: So you really don't plan to revive your blog uh! D: Then I cannot link you eh. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Ilya : -.- you frizzy person. Feel like playing now. PFFT. Don't care lah. Must play again and imma win. RAWRRRRRRRRR. XD Oh. I link you k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Cheryl : Different people have their own strenghts. It's just that ilya is this crazy sotong that is good at these things. You're good at something too. Maybe you just haven't realised. So yeah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Weiling : Eh no luh. Bet other people harrassed him more than me luh. Bet he loved my company. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-5726600068943086769?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/5726600068943086769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=5726600068943086769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/5726600068943086769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/5726600068943086769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/12/tag-replies.html' title='tag replies'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-6337845554602045930</id><published>2009-12-10T17:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T18:26:13.467+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HK trip part 2.'/><title type='text'>HK trip part 2</title><content type='html'>When everyone's quietly sleeping in the night, we PARTAYYE! ((:&lt;br /&gt;( This post is solely on the nights we stayed up during the trip. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SyC-nWVT0ZI/AAAAAAAAASw/hl2YRaVDh9M/s1600-h/SAM_1177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413536335318471058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SyC-nWVT0ZI/AAAAAAAAASw/hl2YRaVDh9M/s320/SAM_1177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I remembered correctly, I myself, stayed up 3 nights. Or at least partied for 3 nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st night; The night after the long day at the exchange schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the day, I kept inviting everyone to come crash my room. So in the end, they did! Erlene was being super motherly, boiling water and all. It was funny cause she refused to let me sit on her bed cause I hadn't bathed yet. Well, I can't help it that those people bathe faster than me right! Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, they continued to play and I went to bathe. If you refer to the last post, the people's names are there. ((: Then we played with 2 decks of poker cards. Played SNAP and screamed like crazy. It was super funny. Cause Erlene wanted to put the card and she almost fell off the bed. -.- Sotong. Hah. Oh, I remember drying my hair. Love short hair. XD Then when we said SNAP, it was like SNNNNAAAAPPPPPP~ holds. and makes funny noises. And we'll be like saying it's mine that kind of thing. I still remember Ming Min was like "mine. mine. mine" Sounded like the seagulls from Nemo. Lol. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Athirah taught us how to play STEAL. We were all just playing by luck. ( but wait, you haven't heared what happened, the game is NOT THAT SIMPLE. ) Okay so anyway, we laughed our heads off a lot. And then I think Ming Min left to take something, and she called before we came back. Then we saw this drunkard dude along the hall way. Ming Min walked past him then he sniggerred. She said there was also this other lady and they were like bickering. But at that moment we were just like "oh okay."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then somehow, we heared Juliette say, when she was out there the dude called for her, then she just ignored. (atmosphere sort of got tense, and everyone was like omg-ing). Then we got a call saying that when Eleanor and PeiYi were on their way back to their room, the dude was there too. And he was like asking them to come towards him, but they ran back to their room. Realized that the dude and the lady was going after them uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So everyone got scared and we started to share all our like scary experience and all which made everyone more scared than ever. Nobody wanted to leave the room. Hah. Thinking back, it's still scary. We were wondering like why the hotel have this. Realized that there was a bar there. Yeah. Some of them wanted to stay over, but there was seriously sooo many people. If we slept there, we'll be packed like sardines. Hah. So yeah, since most of them were on the same floor, they left together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to call the teachers to send us back like to each room, but we dropped the idea. Erlene was like saying me and her send back everyone then come back. But dropped the idea too. Yups.&lt;br /&gt;I guess, it was just a scary night. Just about to sleep then recieved a call saying everyone was okay, so yups. ((: That was that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd night: The night after the shopping and exchange with the orchestra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, at first, bass section had sectionals in my room. Then we just talked about problems here and there, eat, talk, comment and yups. That was it. Hah. In the end, the next day turned out very well! There was no need to fuss. We just commented on how others played and our strenghts and weaknesses and all. Then went over to Ilya and Adlina's room where they were having cello sectionals. But they were more on uh, took out cello to practice. I dont' remember what we did. Oh, in the end, people started to leave and go to some other person's room to party. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think it was Emm's room and Gloria's room with loads of people. Then in this room, there was Cheryl, Ilya, MinHui and me uh. So I didn't want to go back in the end. The 4 of us just stayed there and slept at about 2? We watched TV first. Watched this funny channel called sports science. They showed this guy who trained for Iron Man, and this other clip on how the ice hockey blade can CUT THROUGH THE FLESH. *evil laughter* -.- Kay anyway, we felt really tired after that, so went to sleep. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3rd night; Which was also the last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Ilya's room again with the same bunch of crazy people. We decided not to sleep for that night. Well, I must say, it was a first time experience and it was funnn. XD We played SNAP and Ilya won. We played STEAL and Ilya won. -.- If you want to play games like this, don't look for her. Myahah. I'm just kidding. If you guys know how to play steal, then it's very annoying. Cause it's like a temporary happiness game. Hah. Then after that, MinHui took her "nap" and we watched 'So you think you can dance', one of the older seasons. No wait, BEFORE WE GOT THE CARDS, there was 2 packs in my room. So we wanted to go get it. Then when we were about to leave the room, MinHui woke up. She was like " Where you all going?" Then we were like "Shoot." Then we waited for her to fall asleep, just sat there and stoned awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE DOORS MAKE SO MUCH NOISES. pfft! Yeah, so when we almost succeeded in closing the door, it made a super loud noise. In my mind I was like " Oh great" Then we ran to the elevator and just laughed. Then when we were in my room, the 2 other sotongs just couldn't help but stand at the door there and laughed. The door still closed super loudly when we left. Laughed again. Hah. XD Erlene and MinHui both weren't affected by it. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, MinHui woke up. She was like " no what, I didn't sleep, just taking a nap only" Lol!. But after that, the 3 of us were like, tired. I was the first to feel tired. Slept for a minute. Seriously, they said it was a minute, but felt like 5 minutes to me. o.O Anyway, then woke up and talked. Just talked about stuff. ((: Then Ilya's turn to feel sleepy. So she slept. Then we didn't want to wake her up. So the 3 of us continued talking from about 530 plus until about 630. Morning call was at 730 i THINK. Not sure. So we just slept until Adlina came back and I went back to my room. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the best parts would be the horror night cause everyone was soo freaked out. And the playing of SNAP cause we just kept laughing, and talking to my juniors. ((: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-6337845554602045930?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/6337845554602045930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=6337845554602045930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/6337845554602045930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/6337845554602045930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/12/hk-trip-part-2.html' title='HK trip part 2'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SyC-nWVT0ZI/AAAAAAAAASw/hl2YRaVDh9M/s72-c/SAM_1177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-3235505030428739565</id><published>2009-12-09T21:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T22:12:13.462+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HK trip part 1.'/><title type='text'>HK Trip part 1</title><content type='html'>First, rub your eyes, massage it and take some snacks in. Make yourself comfortable, cause it's going to be a loooonnnggg post! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Sx-jW-xhrfI/AAAAAAAAASo/1FAlUiVC6Z4/s1600-h/SAM_0801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413224892325801458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Sx-jW-xhrfI/AAAAAAAAASo/1FAlUiVC6Z4/s320/SAM_0801.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 1.&lt;br /&gt;So we all gathered at the airport. Went to school first to collect bass. It was sooo heavy! But somehow, found a cool and "light" way to carry it. By the time we were there, everyone was already sort of waiting for our grand arrival. Heehee. Then there was briefing and then time to leave. No wait, before that, my phone just suddenly crashed! So mummy rushed to a phone shop in the airport to get me a new phone. ((: I'm using it now, and loving it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, about to leave. I hugged mummy. Then I was telling myself "don't cry don't cry" Then I saw Guen Hye at the back. And she went " Awwwww. " So in the end, with great influences from the subsequent "Awwws" I cried. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, so we went for dinner and went back to the hotel. Me and Erlene just kept laughing on our way to the room. Then laughed so much that I couldn't open the door, we just laughed in the hallway. Then got in, settled and started to unpack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Tung Chung Catholic High. Got to know 3 guys whom were really shy ttm. But they were really nice i guess, talked about the usual stuff like hobbies and all. Then, went to the hall to prepare for the performance. I was so friggin pissed. BEYOND. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Erica's bass fingerboard dropped out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. My bass end pin couldn't extend, so it's like smaller than small. looks like a cello. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I realized that the scroll of my bass dropped out before, and it was GLUED back. So it was wobbly.&lt;br /&gt;4. Geun Hye's bass was out of tune, so I helped her. The string broke! After that we found out that it wasn't our problem. They used the wrong strings. -.-&lt;br /&gt;5. Erica's bass was in the end taped up so that everyone could play. But everyone was so pissed already. I mean, it's up to Erica and like she didn't even know until after. And we weren't allowed to remove the tape till back to Singapore. Bet the bass is like, officially can't be helped already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our section, or at least me and Erica were like upset ttm! I was so pissed. But a comfort was that, Rachael's bass was fine. But when we played Encore, Rachael and I just kept laughing. Cause her end pin slipped and the bass was like slowly moving down. It was FUNNAYEE. So yeah, we laughed and could barely play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to have lunch and then went to the next school which was Heep Yunn School. They are like a really good school and the students there are really smart. They have a full orchestra! It was awesome listening to them play. I loved it. And we played very well too, apparently, TKGSSE work well under pressure. Hurr hurr. And I was amazed and jealous that they had a volleyball team. D: I wanted to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, exchange was fun. I realized that over there, there are people who've started playing bass since 7 years old. D: But you know, bass section did very very well. I'm so proud of us! Everyone was so musical and in tune! Heehee (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was a long day. BUT BUT, the day didn't end just like that! WE HAD A PARTAYYE! My room. Ilya.MinHui.Cheryl.Adlina.Erlene.MingMin.Athirah and subsequently when there was the horror part, Emm.Rach.PekKee.Felicia.Faith.YiLing. ((: Btw, it was a twin sharing room. Hah. Ate, played games and laughed like hell. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story was, there was this drunkard guy who was hanging along the hallway. Then he and this other lady sort of disturbed MingMin, then Juliette then Eleanor and Peiyi. So we shared our stories and everyone got scared and didn't dare to go back. But yeah, they all went back together. Heehee. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3.&lt;br /&gt;Went to DisneyLand and just played the whole day away! Woohoo! Our group (Emm,PekKee,Eleanor,PeiYi,Erlene and Me) then after that, we joined up with the other group. Anyway, yeah, apparently all the rides, or mostly the fun ones were for 12 people in one ride. So we had just nice 12 people, so we went together! It was so fun to go to Disneyland together. ((: Sort of got a little tiring after awhile, but still played and walked. Then saw MinHui and Cheryl, dont' know why but it felt like it was sooo long since I last saw them. Hugged. Hah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went for dinner and then went shopping around. I saw the parade! Or at least a little of it. It was sooo beautiful! And I was standing right at where the fake snow was falling. It felt so real! And the castle looked so pretty. THE ATMOSPHERE WAS SO AWESOME! (: I can't remember what happened on the bus. But I THINK i remember laughing a lot. Or was it the next day? o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, in the afternoon, I went to talk to Cinderella! She had a poofy dress. It was so poofy! It was like. POOF POOF.(: She was like " oh i'm so sorry I can't take a picture with you, I have to go" It was all in her princessy voice. But, at least I talked to her! Oh, we went to the teacup thing and saw Alice from Alice in the Wonderland. I didn't know she was Alice. I guess I didn't really like that show. HAHAHA. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't see Beauty ): I saw Chip and Dale! They were so cute! Heehee. I wanted to see EMMETT there! -.- Kay anyway, tonight we all rested, or slept. Hah. Was too tired to party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will blog again about it. Haha. Took so long to write this.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-3235505030428739565?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/3235505030428739565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=3235505030428739565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/3235505030428739565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/3235505030428739565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/12/hk-trip-part-1.html' title='HK Trip part 1'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Sx-jW-xhrfI/AAAAAAAAASo/1FAlUiVC6Z4/s72-c/SAM_0801.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-7511526924822022502</id><published>2009-12-08T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T22:25:39.313+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='johnny depp'/><title type='text'>johnny depp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Sx5hxbklnfI/AAAAAAAAASg/kmOVUcxFzy4/s1600-h/SAM_1346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412871303988616690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Sx5hxbklnfI/AAAAAAAAASg/kmOVUcxFzy4/s320/SAM_1346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and my boyfriend. ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-7511526924822022502?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/7511526924822022502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=7511526924822022502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/7511526924822022502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/7511526924822022502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/12/johnny-depp.html' title='johnny depp'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Sx5hxbklnfI/AAAAAAAAASg/kmOVUcxFzy4/s72-c/SAM_1346.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-6516330347392977059</id><published>2009-11-30T16:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T16:19:45.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D:</title><content type='html'>Gosh. I feel sick. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-6516330347392977059?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/6516330347392977059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=6516330347392977059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/6516330347392977059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/6516330347392977059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/11/d.html' title='D:'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-2158947603456682528</id><published>2009-11-24T23:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T00:23:53.103+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one incident'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one picture'/><title type='text'>picture per incident</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SwwDK1mvDVI/AAAAAAAAASY/eEsq_xqO-Uc/s1600/SAM_0690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407700737288244562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SwwDK1mvDVI/AAAAAAAAASY/eEsq_xqO-Uc/s320/SAM_0690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went to school for the 2nd day of Prefects Camp. Left early. But the first part of the camp, we went to the Computer Lab. Orientation will be fun. Teehee. I can't wait to tell my committee what we're going to be doing. Learned the mass dance too. Quite cool. Actually, everything's going to be cool. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After taking this photo, Tracy said she doesn't like my camera cause it cut off her face. But the next photo, it cut of mine. D: I like this photo cause I can't see my face. o.O Hah. Anyway, it was quite fun this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We learned the cheers too. Fun fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SwwCv6n5eNI/AAAAAAAAASQ/mZXZqM8MzFI/s1600/SAM_0609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407700274778831058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SwwCv6n5eNI/AAAAAAAAASQ/mZXZqM8MzFI/s320/SAM_0609.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Monday was the 1st day of the Prefects Camp. I guess everything was similar to the 1st day at the CCA Leaders camp. Just that, all the prefects that attended the CCA Leaders Camp, were now facilitators. It's like, as if you had a split personality or something, and you suddenly switch roles. But still, I loved the whole process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. My number. (: It was interesting to see how creative my peers get. How innovative the ideas. And to see everything in the big picture. A new experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv_fatNVKI/AAAAAAAAASI/LdYDVKa6Iz0/s1600/SAM_0698.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There were so many things that I felt I did wrongly. Sorryyy. D: It was all very unintentional. I don't like who I am. D: Nvm. Soon, my personality will change. Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine and Jovita were really nice. And I did learn a lot from them. 2 more people I've added to my list of friends. Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moat game, still fun. But different type of fun. ( do I make any sense? ) Anyway, yeah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv9vibkQ7I/AAAAAAAAASA/WNoqhFzFcpc/s1600/SAM_0733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407694770726519730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv9vibkQ7I/AAAAAAAAASA/WNoqhFzFcpc/s320/SAM_0733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Birthday (: &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Went out to eat at Orchard today. Ate a lot. I can still feel my dim sum. But it was nice. Cam whored a lot with my cousins and my sister. Walked around a lot. Jie shopped and bought some clothing to bring along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came home and I slept. I feel like a pig. D: And then, went out to eat as a family. Ooo, funny experience I guess. Learned a lot about serving, hotel industry. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6140662849725266416-2158947603456682528?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/2158947603456682528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=2158947603456682528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/2158947603456682528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/2158947603456682528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/11/picture-per-incident.html' title='picture per incident'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SwwDK1mvDVI/AAAAAAAAASY/eEsq_xqO-Uc/s72-c/SAM_0690.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-1761342558943088991</id><published>2009-11-18T20:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T20:44:46.138+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CCA Leaders camp.'/><title type='text'>CCA Leaders Camp.</title><content type='html'>Firstly, thankyou for all that tagged! Hahah. Please continue to leave your URLs kay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was fun. I guess these 3 days were really fun. All the TRYBE people were really really nice. And I really did learn a lot from it all. Since the first day when I found out what type of leader I am ( although I already sort of expected it ). I guess the profile really gave me a clearer mind, and I know in more detail how to work towards being a better leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say, reflecting on however I have lead through this year, there's just so many things I regret. I'll improve, really. First day when we played the moat game. Wow. Before the game, all I thought about was just to call quits. But during the game, there's just this hunger to continue on and just keep going. I guess it was because of the people there. the TKGS CCA Leaders rock! Yeah so anyway, after the facils were being more lenient and we soon finished the game, it really did feel good. I felt so accomplished. It was the first thing I felt that this batch of leaders did something together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( I was known as the ' thai girl '. Lol )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, everyone was dead beat. But second day continued. Today, we prepared and had talks and all. Then we set off for an amazing race. Teehee. First we went to the nursing home. Then we played a game. And then we were told what it was like for the older generation in our current society. Where time waits for nobody and there's just no one to explain to them the new technology and they just have to figure it out themselves. I just felt so sad after that. Then, our next journey was to the rubbish dump. We stayed in there to do a task. After that, a debrief. Did you know that there are actually people who stay there? I think it's the great responsibility that they carry, to support their families that they can tolerate the living conditions and the stench to stay there and save money for their families. They're all noble, very noble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through this, I really am re thinking about how fortunate I am, and how I should help these people. I really sympathise with them. D: But I'm happy I've got the opportunity to see all these, to have just a little glimpse of how other people hang on tightly to their dear lives. To see what motivates them all. Yet I'm hear stressing about the things they wish they had been stressed about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, 6 of us volunteered to be wearing garbage bags and walking around to the next station, which in the end was back to school. There were a lot of stares, really. But, It really gave me a chance to feel how it was like when people like me stare at other people. I guess how I overcomed it was to be silly so that I didn't feel that silly. But I had my friends with me. I can't imagine being alone. I really feel so sorry to all those people. I really hope they all stay strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou for this great opportunity. I really did learn a lot. So many take aways. And so third day. Had a chance to talk to my facil. He told me about how he handles volunteering and still living life. It was nice hearing. At least I know a rough gauge, and next time when I eventually think I want to volunteer, I will know how. (: We presented our community project. The P.A. of TKGS "planned" a joined concert! Haha. I have a strong feeling this might all be possible! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all this, I really feel that I need to help. I want to help. Maybe I will go volunteer somewhere. Heehee. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today went for string, didn't go for closing ceremony of CCA Leaders camp ): But strings was fun. had dinner with some of them. laughed a lot. then hanged around with Emmerlyn in school. We were being nutso and crazy. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, I'm sleepy, and I twisted my pinky ( don't ask me how cause I don't know ) and my stomach hurts. Still, I loved the camp. and thankyou. for everything. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-1761342558943088991?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/1761342558943088991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=1761342558943088991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/1761342558943088991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/1761342558943088991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/11/cca-leaders-camp.html' title='CCA Leaders Camp.'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-106176428760822565</id><published>2009-11-15T16:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T16:59:24.935+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silly willy.'/><title type='text'>Links</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone. I feel very silly now cause I've lost all my all my blog links. I was crazy at that moment, so yeah I deleted it. -.- Took me 20 minutes later to realise. So please leave your links kay, and I'll link you all again. Sorrayyeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-106176428760822565?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/106176428760822565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=106176428760822565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/106176428760822565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/106176428760822565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/11/links.html' title='Links'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-6946926402261155349</id><published>2009-11-15T16:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T16:08:55.298+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogskin'/><title type='text'>Rawr.</title><content type='html'>I just realized that my blog has somehow crashed. So I need a new blogskin. Rawr. I'm so lazy. But still. Will do it. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-6946926402261155349?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/6946926402261155349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=6946926402261155349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/6946926402261155349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/6946926402261155349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/11/rawr.html' title='Rawr.'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-7509742566450814375</id><published>2009-11-09T21:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T21:53:32.796+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures.'/><title type='text'>pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Svgevl0c3AI/AAAAAAAAARQ/A0eLMPbuEiQ/s1600-h/SAM_0197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402101555985701890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Svgevl0c3AI/AAAAAAAAARQ/A0eLMPbuEiQ/s320/SAM_0197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My very cool looking 3D enzyme made of rubber and air. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SvgeHrwsy0I/AAAAAAAAARI/jI6B2brgxLE/s1600-h/SAM_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402100870385814338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SvgeHrwsy0I/AAAAAAAAARI/jI6B2brgxLE/s320/SAM_0039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genevieve, Ratana, Valarie, Victoria.&lt;br /&gt;(They're a pair of unidentical twins. )&lt;br /&gt;Love their company!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Svgdu5O1S3I/AAAAAAAAARA/-1ZseKw20pc/s1600-h/SAM_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402100444505131890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Svgdu5O1S3I/AAAAAAAAARA/-1ZseKw20pc/s320/SAM_0016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What if I said I had an identical twin sister? o.O Lol &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/6140662849725266416-7509742566450814375?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/7509742566450814375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=7509742566450814375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/7509742566450814375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/7509742566450814375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/11/pictures.html' title='pictures'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Svgevl0c3AI/AAAAAAAAARQ/A0eLMPbuEiQ/s72-c/SAM_0197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-8027082244733992041</id><published>2009-10-25T23:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T23:48:55.495+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='convo.'/><title type='text'>Memories that almost faded.</title><content type='html'>Today got married to Weiling on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Weiling says:&lt;br /&gt;LETS GET MARRIED ON FACEBOOK&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ratana; says:&lt;br /&gt;okay marry you. my next half of my life, will definately be filled with laughter.&lt;br /&gt;think i'll die of laughter.&lt;br /&gt;EH THAT'S COOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Weiling says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHAHAHAHA ME TOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ratana; says:&lt;br /&gt;i dont' know how eh.&lt;br /&gt;come come marry me.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Weiling says:&lt;br /&gt;when we're old, we sit in the living room, on the rocking chair&lt;br /&gt;we laugh laugh laugh and choke on our dentures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ratana; says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHHAHA&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Weiling says:&lt;br /&gt;okay thats pretty gross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ratana; says:&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S DAMN FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;I think i'll choke on my long white hair.&lt;br /&gt;EW.&lt;br /&gt;FURBALL.&lt;br /&gt;EW EW EW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Weiling says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHHAHA&lt;br /&gt;then i'll chock on my mostache&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ratana; says:&lt;br /&gt;EW EW EW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It's these memories that almost faded away with time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-8027082244733992041?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/8027082244733992041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=8027082244733992041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/8027082244733992041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/8027082244733992041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/10/memories-that-almost-faded.html' title='Memories that almost faded.'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-1574814703241881312</id><published>2009-10-22T22:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T22:11:44.848+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='determination'/><title type='text'>Determination, Fustration</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SuBnDyAc2AI/AAAAAAAAAQs/1sBJeapJKJ8/s1600-h/Fustration_by_myxchemicalxkiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395425668250785794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SuBnDyAc2AI/AAAAAAAAAQs/1sBJeapJKJ8/s320/Fustration_by_myxchemicalxkiss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you can accurately interpret this, yeah, it's my feelings for today. If not, just look at the pretty colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a note to everyone :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes indeed the secondary 3 year is ending very quickly, and we have to go for SPA like soon. Still, although how much the FYE results might suck, still, get over it and move on. The YOU in the past was foolish and didn't know how important it was to study hard. That person a few weeks ago gave you the results you're looking at now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the YOU now knows what it takes to do well. And don't determine yourself through these results. Just start from now, move on. Start now so that the YOU tomorrow won't regret and get upset for the YOU today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying hard, but it's difficult. To look at the hopeless results. Still, everyone, work hard yeah. If our seniors can do it, I don't see why we can't. We can't deny the fact that this good results comes from plain hard work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-1574814703241881312?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/1574814703241881312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=1574814703241881312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/1574814703241881312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/1574814703241881312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/10/determination-fustration.html' title='Determination, Fustration'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SuBnDyAc2AI/AAAAAAAAAQs/1sBJeapJKJ8/s72-c/Fustration_by_myxchemicalxkiss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-6827938440909164453</id><published>2009-10-21T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T21:20:12.802+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes.'/><title type='text'>My shoes analogy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/St8JnTxsNJI/AAAAAAAAAQk/2p0ExcLsRr4/s1600-h/Take_a_walk_in_my_shoes_by_Hiilda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395041449541383314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/St8JnTxsNJI/AAAAAAAAAQk/2p0ExcLsRr4/s320/Take_a_walk_in_my_shoes_by_Hiilda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I was on my way home. Thinking about stuff. Didn't know. Just using my feet as an analogy. I didn't realise they were so far back until I actually saw the real thing. I didn't expect it all to be so far, so away from what I expected. So, unreal. But yeah, anyways, this is all an analogy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today got back SS, Biology and Chemistry. Don't know what to say. Oh, my butt hurt a lot while we sat in the hall for so long. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-6827938440909164453?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/6827938440909164453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=6827938440909164453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/6827938440909164453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/6827938440909164453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-shoes-analogy.html' title='My shoes analogy'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/St8JnTxsNJI/AAAAAAAAAQk/2p0ExcLsRr4/s72-c/Take_a_walk_in_my_shoes_by_Hiilda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-8603013506792895516</id><published>2009-10-18T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T23:22:20.225+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun fun and more fun'/><title type='text'>Tired from playing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/StswJQdGOFI/AAAAAAAAAQc/qK3VfQvCIUc/s1600-h/fun_by_vegafrizzy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393957914300266578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 80px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/StswJQdGOFI/AAAAAAAAAQc/qK3VfQvCIUc/s320/fun_by_vegafrizzy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days has been just a whole lot of fun madness. For the next two days, I guess I just have to calm myself down a bit. Too much of a drastic change from the FYEs to having so much fun. Have to get mentally prepared for the results. :/ ( which I already know, sucks. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;I went to Vivo City for lunch at food republic. Teehee. Then after that went back to school for Strings pract. and the rehearsal for the Music Competition.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday&lt;br /&gt;The post exam activity, which was the inter class netball and frisbee competition. Actually, I don't really feel bad that our class didn't get anything, I don't feel any sadness at all. In fact, I feel really proud. There was improvement in every single game. Everytime we played. And it felt really good to be able to play netball again. Bringing back all the memories from SMPS. Although games were more strict and there was more pressure. Lol. loved it.&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;Had the music competition in the morning. I guess, I feel proud for all the finalists. All of them were really talented. And, all my friends. I really enjoyed all the performances. And I realised that I wasn't a good emcee. D: If given another opportunity, I'll do better! After that, went to Marina Barrage. Don't really want to write much. Pictures on fb. Just want to summarize it with a... PLAYED WITH WATER. (: And recieved horrible news about A Math FYEs from Mr Seah. Arrgghhh.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;Went to Vivo City again. Had breakfast, watched a movie (500 days of summer), had lunch. and then, went to godparent's house for october fest. (: All in all, saturday was awesome. :D&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Went to Ion Orchard in the morning. Went to CD shop which was.... *JUMPS* Hahah. Then came home to sleep. Then went out again to Tracy's house for her birthday party. Awesome. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it really has been a lot of madness these few days. But, I'm happy. Haven't felt so tired because of playing and feeling happy. Hurr hurr. I feel more than satisfied. Oh yeahhh. AND. new CD! :D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-8603013506792895516?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/8603013506792895516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=8603013506792895516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/8603013506792895516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/8603013506792895516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/10/tired-from-playing.html' title='Tired from playing.'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/StswJQdGOFI/AAAAAAAAAQc/qK3VfQvCIUc/s72-c/fun_by_vegafrizzy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-8532212921188206183</id><published>2009-10-13T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T23:48:44.357+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FYE&apos;09 over.'/><title type='text'>sec 3 FYE'09 over.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/StSeLbh-lGI/AAAAAAAAAQU/A2XgfGlsy5k/s1600-h/Over_It_by_ArhcamtIlnaad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392108573075346530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/StSeLbh-lGI/AAAAAAAAAQU/A2XgfGlsy5k/s320/Over_It_by_ArhcamtIlnaad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Over It". The thought of the FYEs being over hasn't really sunk in yet. I feel more tired than ever. :/ Just watched a few episodes of Beethoven Virus. Just when I was about to use my computer today, it died on me. -.- Using my sister's computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This FYE block period has been really tiring. It's been stretched over such a long period of time, although there's a lot of time to prepare, it really is tiring. But then, it's over. So, to everyone out there, we actually made it out of these exams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overview of my FYEs :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;English&lt;/em&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;-Compo : Probably one of the better ones i've written so far.&lt;br /&gt;-Speech : Hrm, don't really know how to gauge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chinese&lt;/em&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;I totally screwed my compo. Letter writing was better. Paper 2 was just as usual. Didn't finish paper 2 though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Math&lt;/em&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;Had a heartattack before the paper, but with the efforts of mr sng and mr seah, I should be able to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E Math&lt;/em&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;I was too tired since it was the last paper. Efficientcy rate dropped to -1. Didn't finish the paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chemistry&lt;/em&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;toughest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Physics&lt;/em&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;almost on par with chem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Biology&lt;/em&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;wasn't that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Geog&lt;/em&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;write.write.write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;SS&lt;/em&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;I managed to finish the paper for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;MEP&lt;/em&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;the usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A conversation with my sister to summarize this FYE'09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt; : "i was supposed to wake up to study! Didn't hear the alarm. crap luh" (x10)&lt;br /&gt;[everytime i was supposed to wake up to study for the papers]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sis &lt;/em&gt;: "you are mentally insane, yet your body's sane to sleep and not wake up."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-8532212921188206183?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/8532212921188206183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=8532212921188206183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/8532212921188206183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/8532212921188206183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/10/sec-3-fye09-over.html' title='sec 3 FYE&apos;09 over.'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/StSeLbh-lGI/AAAAAAAAAQU/A2XgfGlsy5k/s72-c/Over_It_by_ArhcamtIlnaad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-3617056118766944476</id><published>2009-09-06T22:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T23:14:23.690+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snys'/><title type='text'>SNYS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SqPNYczVHOI/AAAAAAAAAQM/N-oCmd3TpcA/s1600-h/n532920166_4235700_7223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378368199942544610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SqPNYczVHOI/AAAAAAAAAQM/N-oCmd3TpcA/s320/n532920166_4235700_7223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was trying to look for a suitable picture in deviantart to start of this post. But I thought over and I decided that this would be one of the best pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so today, it was my last SNYS concert. We played Hadyn's Symphony no. 94 "Surprise" Symphony and Pomp and Circumstance. With a little special song by Johann Strauss. I must say, it really was a great ending to my YS journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou to everyone that came for the concert today. I really really feel so thankful. There were the pretty flowers, and the hugs and the messages and the effort to even want to come for the concert. Once again, thankyou soo much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my dear fellow bassist. Life in YS couldn't be as fun without each and everyone of you. Especially to Swiss, you've really made life there awesome. With our "flag raising" and laughs practices were much more fun. To Rachael, my dearest dearest ever ever, thankyou for everything. It's the first time that we won't be playing together. Hope to see you again luh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so when we played Pomp and Circumstance, it suddenly hit me that right after this concert, everything will come to an end. Was trying to enjoy every single moment of the concert. All the laughs and smiles and counting contributed to the wonderful ending of the song. Pomp and Circumstance ended with an awesome note. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I remember just starting out when I went in with Rachael with Suzanna and Hua Zhen in ys already. Then suddenly Jed and Si Pei came in. After a period of hatred, we bonded like we never thought we would. Shortly after, Jed left and Sipei moved up. Everything didn't seem the same. But we still stuck together. After a concert or so, Suzanna also moved up. And came Bridgette, Dai Mei and Edmund and Erica. Now, me and Hua Zhen are leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing people come and go, now it's my turn. There's just this part of me that doesn't want to go. Those memories, those times meeting before concerts, those time being very very lame, those times playing together as a bumch of MAD bassists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YS was a wonderful experience. With the various conductors, it was a different experience everytime. And everytime was uniquely fantastic. There was Mr Leonard Tan, Mr Foo Say Ming, Mr Chan Tze Law and Mr Lim Soon Lee. All very awesome conductors in their own ways. I guess there would be a day that i'll have to leave YS anyway. And to improve myself further, there's no other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Although all this might seem very hard, but it's a good beginning. A new start, for sure. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-3617056118766944476?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/3617056118766944476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=3617056118766944476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/3617056118766944476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/3617056118766944476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/09/snys.html' title='SNYS'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SqPNYczVHOI/AAAAAAAAAQM/N-oCmd3TpcA/s72-c/n532920166_4235700_7223.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-459715081477831517</id><published>2009-08-31T22:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T22:51:48.592+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teachers day'/><title type='text'>teachers day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SpvhUu2XA2I/AAAAAAAAAQE/XqMxr0KQFZc/s1600-h/dc52e2fb2a5cc984cc1c96a925512260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376138326486483810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SpvhUu2XA2I/AAAAAAAAAQE/XqMxr0KQFZc/s320/dc52e2fb2a5cc984cc1c96a925512260.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And so I've learnt to be grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Teachers' Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-459715081477831517?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/459715081477831517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=459715081477831517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/459715081477831517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/459715081477831517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/08/teachers-day.html' title='teachers day'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SpvhUu2XA2I/AAAAAAAAAQE/XqMxr0KQFZc/s72-c/dc52e2fb2a5cc984cc1c96a925512260.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-1360783125583542261</id><published>2009-08-28T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T23:34:52.293+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='legacy. hectic week.'/><title type='text'>Don't be too attached to whatever you have. Cause when you've lost it, you'll definately feel the crunch. To deal with it? Treasure every moment</title><content type='html'>This week was really really hectic. I really didn't see myself surviving through this week, but hey, I did. Somehow. Monday, I was just trying to catch up on bass and piano. Still got nagged at by Mr Ma. I feel so, sighs. He keeps comparing me to the others. It used to be a joy going for lessons, now, it seems as though I'm afraid of going for lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt really insecure on Monday. Like, having bad feelings and all that. But I felt really really heartened. Like Tracy just kept telling me not to say it out. And Xu Zhen was there the whole few days to walk me through it all. Like, I shall not say it here, but I really feel so... heartened. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday had my first sectionals in YO. Hrm, one word (FUN). The tutor was really really nice. And he taught me a lot. And the people there were mostly fun lots. I can see myself gaining a lot from all these. I'm fortunate (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2 consecutive nights of reaching home at 10. I've finally made it through the week and I'm into Friday. Legacy period was the highlight of today. There was just so much to think about, so much to apprehend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can remember, there were 3 stories told. I'm sorry I only remembered 2. D: One of which is in Tracy Tan's blog. So please make reference and read there. :D I guess it was easy for me to relate to each and every story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one on " It's not always good to make comparison with people. Although others may seem really successful and you might feel that little jealousy in you. Be contented and don't compare yourself because what you have might be what other people think of as a treasure. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was another on " Basically also being contended. We are always in a constant search for something that's better than what we already have. Unconsciously, we forget and neglect what we have now. And in the search for me, we'll slowly lose what we originally had. In the end, leaving us with nothing. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the last one was " Although sometimes the decisions you made before didn't not turn out right, don't be upset. If your original decision was thought to be right, whatever outcome, is supposed to make you happy. So why be sad about the outcome? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And an additional one " Don't be too attached to whatever you have. Cause when you've lost it, you'll definately feel the crunch. To deal with it? Treasure every moment. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although there's a lot of points that I'd like to add on and question about, I'll just leave it as this. I guess different people live by different sets of believes. As for me, I really don't know. Somehow, a thing at one point of time makes sense, and the next, it doesn't anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I felt the most deeply for the last one. I feel that I'm always constantly attached to a certain thing or person. And it lasts for a really really long time. At this point of time, my life seems to be really really awesome. I really don't want to think of it when it actually comes all the way down. Normally i'd say *touchwood*, but this time, I know there isn't a need. Where there's an up, there's a down. When there's a left, there's a right. Agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayy enough of my whatever talks. I shall end here. Shall not end on a sad note. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-1360783125583542261?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/1360783125583542261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=1360783125583542261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/1360783125583542261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/1360783125583542261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-be-too-attached-to-whatever-you.html' title='Don&apos;t be too attached to whatever you have. Cause when you&apos;ve lost it, you&apos;ll definately feel the crunch. To deal with it? Treasure every moment'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-3078398154013844136</id><published>2009-08-18T18:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T19:18:58.100+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><title type='text'>thankyou mr seah.</title><content type='html'>在我们的日常生活当中，是否能够一直感到幸福？&lt;br /&gt;每一天，我们都在寻找自己要的幸福。&lt;br /&gt;我没想过自己是那么的幸福。&lt;br /&gt;在其他的国家，很可能很多一样年级的孩子，都没机会上学。&lt;br /&gt;我却埋怨这太多事情。我的幸福生活，不知道有多少人像拥有。&lt;br /&gt;放学后，哪里都不想去。&lt;br /&gt;一直走，无意中，走回家了。&lt;br /&gt;走的过程中，想到了很多事情。&lt;br /&gt;我很怀疑这几天所作的“好事”是否是对的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在的我，一点都不清楚什么是对的，什么是错的。&lt;br /&gt;现在的我，被一切的功课和专题作业忙倒了。&lt;br /&gt;好累，想睡多一会儿也不行。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老师今天真的启发了我的思想。&lt;br /&gt;以前的我，是这么的不珍惜一切。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-3078398154013844136?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/3078398154013844136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=3078398154013844136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/3078398154013844136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/3078398154013844136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/08/thankyou-mr-seah.html' title='thankyou mr seah.'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-1214953090313744851</id><published>2009-08-07T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T13:37:33.449+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love hate relationship. national day celebration'/><title type='text'>National Day celebration</title><content type='html'>How I feel about you, it's like a spring. Pretty much a love-hate relationship. I missed those times, I hated those times, Now I'm slowly getting it all back. And I'm really happy... Somehow. I don't know what it's going to be like, but I have a strong feeling this is going to stay. I didn't like the feeling of hating it, but i just had it there. I'm sorry. Time flies, and the hatred in me is starting to fade away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday had MEP CA. I did screw bits and pieces of it, but overall, I guess I think it was pretty okay. The headache got into me and I couldn't do the accompaniment part properly. Feel so guilty towards Ms Tong. Tuesday I didn't take the NAPFA. Instead, played a little of basketball. It was sooo tiring. Couldn't breathe. But yeah, fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday had TKGSSE practice. Wasn't really happy with the conducting. I'm sorry stringers! I'll do better the next time, I promise. (: Thursday, just stayed in school. Didn't feel like going home. Cause I knew that if I did, I would have fallen asleep. So yeah. Supposed to meet Nicky but he couldn't make it. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today beat all the other days. It was really really awesome. A short time of 2 hours gave me a short rush of all emotions. It felt good. I'm really really proud of Ravin, she was brave. And really really proud of Zhengyao and Xu Zhen. They were both aweome in their very own unique voices. Haha. I felt so happy for them. It felt so nice to be this happy for another person. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. There was this quiz on Landmarks in Singapore. Then when the Parliament House picture came out, I actually said "White House" -.- THEN THEN. There was this picture of a Chinese Temple...&lt;br /&gt;"eh. the tooth something temple!"&lt;br /&gt;" tooth of the dragon temple!"&lt;br /&gt;-Ratana raises hand, gets the mic.&lt;br /&gt;" erm..."&lt;br /&gt;"say tooth something!"&lt;br /&gt;"erm... TOOTH FAIRY" -.- ( i feel so retarded saying that. )&lt;br /&gt;-laughs retardedly-&lt;br /&gt;" chinese temple " - wrong&lt;br /&gt;" I know! Tooth temple! " - wrong ( I said this )&lt;br /&gt;Guess what's the right answer!&lt;br /&gt;Buddha Tooth Relic Temple.&lt;br /&gt;It was sooo funny! Everyone sitting around that area was laughing soo hard!&lt;br /&gt;2 words correct uh!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it was heaps load of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO WAIT. When I told my sis this, she said.&lt;br /&gt;"How can you not know?! We've been there!&lt;br /&gt;"Oh yeah! I remember now!"&lt;br /&gt;"Woah,you're loser to the max can!"&lt;br /&gt;-.- Kay. Fine. I know I have STML.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, stayed in school for a while and hanged out with some of the 3e7 &amp; 3e6 people. It was heaps of fun. Laughing at retarded stuffs. They were showing me how they could lift someone with 8 fingers. I really didn't dare to try :/ Next time k! (: It was so sad that we couldn't do CIP today. It would have been fun too. But it's okay. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I screamed so hard today. Trying to lose my voice. Unsuccessful. HAHA. Oh wells. Pictures from Tracy if not, I'll try to upload when I have the time. (: At my grandmother's house, slacking. Yay. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-1214953090313744851?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/1214953090313744851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=1214953090313744851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/1214953090313744851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/1214953090313744851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/08/national-day-celebration.html' title='National Day celebration'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-4998487815488080216</id><published>2009-07-31T15:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T15:54:57.212+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='next week.'/><title type='text'>getting used to school hours again.</title><content type='html'>I just realised that my newly edited blog has a purple-ish background. Hah! I thought it was black. Okay, colour blind. Oh wells. Now I think it looks A.W.E.S.O.M.E. That's cause I had some time on my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I have to start my schedule for next week already. D: *dreads it so badly*&lt;br /&gt;Monday : Oral Committee Meeting in the morning. Oral after school. MEP CA after school. DoubleBass lessons [die. haven't practiced]&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday : NAPFA. Piano lesson [die. also haven't practiced]&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday : TKGSSE. YS.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday : MEP.&lt;br /&gt;Friday : TKGSSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll fill it in when I've got more updates. Sighs. With the new medicine (which is super expensive), my cough's still here. Pfft. I think I look like an idiot when I cough. -.- Oh wells. Hah. I've been missing A LOT of lessons. Bet Mrs Cheong and Mr Seah must be so pissed. o.O Oh wells. Just have to try to catch up when I'm back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-4998487815488080216?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/4998487815488080216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=4998487815488080216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/4998487815488080216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/4998487815488080216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/07/getting-used-to-school-hours-again.html' title='getting used to school hours again.'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-2554093921014082781</id><published>2009-07-28T11:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T11:17:39.060+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thursday is a killer.'/><title type='text'>DIE DIE DIE.</title><content type='html'>Hello! I'm back. So yesterday I went to see the doctor and I have MC to cover me till tomorrow. I don't know if I'll be able to go to school on thursday to take my A Math, Physics and MEP paper. Rawr. But if I don't go to school on thursday, means I'll have to waste a lot of money and go to TTSH for a full check.-.- No more runny nose in the mornings! [ just in the nights they get blocked up ] I guess there's no more fever either! Counting on the fact that I keep not wanting to take my temperature when my head feels hotter than usual. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concert's later. Will have to reach there at 230. This is the worse concert experience I've ever had. Hate it. But it's okay. I'm happy cause to people out there, I can play Tchaikovsky's 1812 overture! Go on youtube and listen. It's one hell of a difficult. I'm happy cause I've only started learning bass, but I've grasped the piece! Woosh. In your face R!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My chest feels tight. D: Hopefully later when I perform [if i do] I won't cough or make funny noises. :DD I'm still sore throating and coughing. o.O Don't care so much already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey junior. Thanks for the post. Hah. And the smses and the email. I'm okay. And looking at the current situation, no matter how much I dont' feel like I want to get better, I'm recovering. So yeah. Don't cry. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's going to be busy. Won't have time to study. Tomorrow's going to be busy too. Won't have time to study either. Thursday's going to be a killer. Pfft. I'm thinking of chionging my physics tonight. Then MEP tomorrow. A Math, dont' care already. ( sorry mr seah! D:   )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-2554093921014082781?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/2554093921014082781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=2554093921014082781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/2554093921014082781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/2554093921014082781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/07/die-die-die.html' title='DIE DIE DIE.'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-2240372773722824327</id><published>2009-07-26T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T20:40:16.742+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick.'/><title type='text'>H1N1.</title><content type='html'>Hello. Last post before the week starts. Okay, I feel more miserable than miserable. I've got, giddiness, headache, stomachache, runny nose, blocked nose, cough, fever, fainting issues, bodyache. That's all I can remember for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be political incorrect to say anything. So I shall keep quiet about tomorrow. Hah. I keep feeling I'm going to faint. Pfft. If i do get H1N1, the people that will most probably have to be quarantined is, ( are you hoping your name's going to appear? ) : My parents, grandparents, my sister, her taiwan friend, weiling, carol, tracy, fiona, my tuition mates, my SYFO deskmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I think. Haha. I can't remember meeting anyone else. Okayy. Have got to go now. Bye and Take care everyone! Please dont' fall sick.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been feeling guilty for all the people that has been coughing or sniffing. I'm scared I'll pass to them D: Okayy. bye,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-2240372773722824327?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/2240372773722824327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=2240372773722824327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/2240372773722824327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/2240372773722824327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/07/h1n1.html' title='H1N1.'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-670707814695048057</id><published>2009-07-24T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T20:35:49.581+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick sick.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SmmjhB8vAsI/AAAAAAAAAP8/YGf16IIq1bA/s1600-h/Pain_by_BlackSnoopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361996619215471298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SmmjhB8vAsI/AAAAAAAAAP8/YGf16IIq1bA/s320/Pain_by_BlackSnoopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello Everyone. Haven't been blogging cause I've been going for MEP Concert rehearsal and actual performance. It was all a very awesome experience. To once again step into the backstage of the esplanade made it all seem so grand and awesome. Have to thank Hwei Yan for giving me the tips and all that. Haha. If not I would have blurred out during the actual thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a lot of issues with the basses and stuff. But we managed to solve it. Actually no, not me. At first, I thought we were underpreviledged cause of the bases and all that. But after all that, I think we're the MOST fortunate. Like ms ng and ms tong were sooo nice. They helped us with the applying for going late, CA, catering to our food, catering to our well-being, and catering to our instruments. Omg, I think they are really really awesomely nice. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a busy day. Made a wrong choice to take math spring test. But oh wells, it's over now. Had the music competition auditions just now. I'd say I have no hopes of getting pass the auditions. But I'm happy that I joined. Cause it got me motivated to practice my piano and bass. And to make me realise there are a lot of other more experienced musicians out there. I really take my hat off to them. I really feel happy and not dissapointed at all. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in ultra pain now ): Felt that my throat was itchy all day. When I reached home, I started coughing. And now, I try to not cough cause when i cough, there's a pressure on my chest and my throat will hurt. And now, after my coughing just now, my chest hurts. I feel miserable! ): Oh wells. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayy. I must hang on cause there's rehearsal tomorrow and the day after all the way till tuesday, which is the other concert! SYF Orchestra at VCH (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-670707814695048057?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/670707814695048057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=670707814695048057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/670707814695048057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/670707814695048057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SmmjhB8vAsI/AAAAAAAAAP8/YGf16IIq1bA/s72-c/Pain_by_BlackSnoopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-7613016285374838246</id><published>2009-07-18T14:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T15:59:57.349+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PI&apos;09'/><title type='text'>TKGS PI'09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SmFzE-kRuOI/AAAAAAAAAP0/j0jCGp1aWas/s1600-h/Memories_of_the_past_by_WiciaQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359691560899426530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SmFzE-kRuOI/AAAAAAAAAP0/j0jCGp1aWas/s320/Memories_of_the_past_by_WiciaQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't worry, the memories we had in the past, won't be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Okay, so yesterday we had TKGS Prefects Investiture '09. Went for 1.5 of lessons then met up with the other people. I willingly pinned up my fringe! Anyway, we just rehearsed a little and guests came in quite early. They were all nice, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tracy and I went to entertain the Xinmin Secondary and Raffles Instituition Prefects. I guess they were nice to be as engaging as us. Then very soon, we had to stand at our positions and just wait for them to say "GOH coming! GOH coming!" There were pretty a lot of false alarms, but when the real thing came, It was F.U.N. I could still remember Ms. Norma Sit from last year's conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say, she's really a very confident individual who speaks really well. I really took great effort to sit up straight and listen to her speech. I thought it was really sweet of her to write her book dedicated to TKGS. (: My legs were like trembling and Jolene and Lynn were encouraging me. Haha. Thankyouu! That few moments were intolerable. But, I lived through it. I really really hope to grow up to be an influencial speaker like the G.O.H.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Okay, so anyways, the performance was really good although I couldn't see it all. I hope the SnL seniors like the dedication video which was really in promt to. D: Saw the ex-seniors step into the hall halfway through. I was like " omg, yay. I miss them loads" I really really really miss them loads. It was nice to see that they were there to support us and all. Saw Carol, Persis, Nurul, Salimah, Krystel, Kailing. Yeah. I think so. Hahah. ( sorry, if i've missed you out! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, saw the TKGSSE quartet. They were really cool there. I felt proud to be a stringer. It was like, a really glorious moment. I felt it was. So much so that I didn't want to eat. I just stood there and appreciated every moment. (next time must include me k!) Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Nothing much after that though. Went out after that to have lunch cum dinner. I really am going to miss every single person! D: It was fun. Laughedlaughedlaughed. As much as other people might have thanked me. I think that I should thank everyone of you all more than ever. Tracy and Andrea left first.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYY. left with Elizabeth, Jaslyn, Isabel and me. Supposedly to leave and go walking. But we didnt' and just sat there and talked. Laughed a lot. I don't know what happened but I really really laughed a lot. "da gua and da gua" &amp;amp; " da gua, zhong gua and xiao gua." &amp;amp; " you're not a monk. " &amp;amp; (the juniors wanted to pull away the chair and my head will drop while laughing. Pfft ) Omg. Hahah. I still think it's funny. And I feel so honoured that my dear juniors made me a cheer. Like. OMG. My first ever personalized cheer. Thankyouu! (: And it felt good to share with them what I went through. It felt appropraite to tell them. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The passion that each one of you guys had to work hard just was so amazing. To the dear juniors, I really felt super heart ache when you guys perspired so much. And worked so hard just to make PI a success. It was your presence that made every meeting, every event fun. I really really thank you all! I really really dont' know when there'll be another of this, but I'll remember the moments we shared. Each one of you, in your very special way, was very precious. Each one contributed in one way or another. I'm sorry if I wasn't there at meetings and all. And I'm sorry for the times that I wasn't a very good role model to you guys. Learn from the wrongs that I've done, and don't make them yourselves okay? (: Just know that, even though TKGS PI'09 decor committe has officially stopped operation, I'll still think of you guys as my juniors and even as you guys grow and be in different comms in the future, If there's anything, please approach me k (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;The number of hours and effort and eyebags you put in was more than what I did. To Tracy, Marissa and Melissa, I really want to thank you guys for putting in the hours. I went on holiday and quarantine a lot that you guys had to cover for me. Especially tracy. I'm really sorry if I brought trouble. And I'm really thankful for the opportuinity to work together with you all. Tracy : It was through decor that I got to know you more as a person. It was through decor that we met up more. It was through decor that we laughed and shared. It was through decor that I realised how many retarded jokes that only the 2 of us understood. You were a really really responsible and encouraging I/C and friend. Marissa : I'm still jealous of your very awesome handwriting. Thankyou for accepting to be one of the 3 musketeers. Thankyou for being the other one that understands and feels the same way too. It made me feel that at least I knew I wasn't the only one. At least I knew it was a correct and sane way of thinking. Melissa : I really think decor brought our friendship back. If not for decor, I think I wouldn't have talked to you at all since Sec 2. Thankyou for immediately taking over my duties when i wasn't AI/C anymore. And thankyou for sharing it with me when I was back to being AI/C. I know it isn't difficult, but you did it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;PI wasn't an overnight thing. Decor wasn't an overnight thing. Our friendship wasn't an overnight thing. I'm happy it's that way. Cause I know that I spent more than a night with all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They left together;&lt;br /&gt;and what was left were two empty chairs.&lt;/em&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/6140662849725266416-7613016285374838246?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/7613016285374838246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=7613016285374838246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/7613016285374838246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/7613016285374838246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/07/tkgs-pi09.html' title='TKGS PI&apos;09'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SmFzE-kRuOI/AAAAAAAAAP0/j0jCGp1aWas/s72-c/Memories_of_the_past_by_WiciaQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-3806325455724233722</id><published>2009-07-14T23:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T00:22:59.359+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all in a day.'/><title type='text'>to carol &amp; weiling</title><content type='html'>My 2 awesome awesome awesome beyond awesome seniors. Really really can't take it. I don't know why but just somehow, with them around, my negative aura flops away real quickly. flop flop. I'm just really reaaaalllyy happy to have them around. Like. It's been so long that I've laughed so heartily to the computer screen. -.- I count it as my blessing. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To carol &amp;amp; weiling :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has it's ups and downs. And if you need a laughing moment or an ear or something, your junior will be here! :DDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you know the purpose of the pictures. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Slyr2LLhDEI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Cn8X1m3spxI/s1600-h/BBQ!+183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358346603866426434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Slyr2LLhDEI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Cn8X1m3spxI/s320/BBQ!+183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SlyrmRAMZgI/AAAAAAAAAPk/w7Utr88C2xo/s1600-h/1241095933992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358346330551641602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SlyrmRAMZgI/AAAAAAAAAPk/w7Utr88C2xo/s320/1241095933992.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I should stop flopping around. HAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A few hours ago.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know what to feel. Perhaps it's the feeling of being emotionless. I didn't know how to react. I didn't know what to do next. I was lost, looking for an answer. It all seemed too simple to be true. Perhaps, it might just be so. I was justr trying to look at the situation and think of what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just like walking on a long path. A path you know that will split up into 2 other paths. The first, you'll walk shortly to the end of it and can rest. The other, you'll just keep walking on and on, not stopping yet, but with more stamina for walking in the future. I was at the junction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A few minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I've made my decision. Which path to choose. It was with much thought and guidance and encouragement. Thankyou.&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/6140662849725266416-3806325455724233722?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/3806325455724233722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=3806325455724233722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/3806325455724233722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/3806325455724233722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-carol-weiling.html' title='to carol &amp; weiling'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Slyr2LLhDEI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Cn8X1m3spxI/s72-c/BBQ!+183.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-8446810627792429057</id><published>2009-07-14T23:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T23:43:11.413+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conversation.'/><title type='text'>the memories.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;R. says:&lt;br /&gt;What's the opposite of prestissimmo?&lt;br /&gt;UNprestissimmo.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;carol; just pretend says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;presto&lt;br /&gt;lento&lt;br /&gt;lentissimmo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;R. says:&lt;br /&gt;oh LENTOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;carol; just pretend says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;R. says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH got such thing?!&lt;br /&gt;LENTISSIMMO?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;carol; just pretend says:&lt;br /&gt;no i anyhow whack&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;R. says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAAHAHAHAAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;*flops on the floor&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;carol; just pretend says:&lt;br /&gt;i know got lento&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;R. says:&lt;br /&gt;I know got lentong&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;carol; just pretend says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;R. says:&lt;br /&gt;*jumps like a retard*&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;carol; just pretend says:&lt;br /&gt;rolls on floor&lt;br /&gt;clutches tummy&lt;br /&gt;laughs really hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-8446810627792429057?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/8446810627792429057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=8446810627792429057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/8446810627792429057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/8446810627792429057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/07/memories.html' title='the memories.'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-751958301241838724</id><published>2009-07-13T00:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T00:25:29.474+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleeping after 12'/><title type='text'>sleeping after 12midnight.</title><content type='html'>Does my blog look any nicer? There are still some changes needed to be made uh, but I shall just leave it as this first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long long time since I last slept after 12. Didn't want to bombard my brain with homework now, so just on to blog a little then I'm heading back to the books. Pfft. There's English Compo CA tomorrow, luckily, no letter writing (woosh cause I dont' have to remember format)! Trying to get myself in the mood of writing properly. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky today because the radio has been playing very awesome songs to suit my mood. And there are people online to talk to the supposedly loner me! It's been an eventful night, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still have 5 other homework to complete tonight. Have got 10 other stuffs to do tomorrow. D: I shan't leave it till tomorrow to complete. Oh! I went to cut my hair today! It's so fringe-y now. I LIKEEE. But I can't tie it up. Oh wells. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-751958301241838724?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/751958301241838724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=751958301241838724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/751958301241838724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/751958301241838724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/07/sleeping-after-12midnight.html' title='sleeping after 12midnight.'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-12739103062825401</id><published>2009-07-08T17:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T17:10:10.204+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesday afternoon.'/><title type='text'>I can't wait for YS!</title><content type='html'>For the first ever time in Ratana history, I'm home on a wednesday afternoon! Have SNYS sectionals later. I can't wait! :D Love playing the bass, a sense of serenity and excitement... adrenaline rush. :D Supposed to talk to mummy about the MEP options thing, she's just too busy lah. Maybe another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to do my homework before going for YS. Now, no time already. Shoot. Hahah. Talking to Andrea and give up waiting for mummy's call. So, I'm going to eat, bathe, prepare and go for YS! Later come back then finish up the homework for tomorrow. (: OH SHOOT. i just remembered! Tomorrow got english oral. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I have to look for my biology practical book, and maybe some math homework? HAHAHA. I'm going to love SS tomorrow! Cause it's talking about conflicts. Tomorrow's assembly is cancelled. :D And, tomorrow english going to do oral, then chinese watch videos. Oh yeahh! :D (loving this timetable!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-12739103062825401?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/12739103062825401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=12739103062825401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/12739103062825401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/12739103062825401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-cant-wait-for-ys.html' title='I can&apos;t wait for YS!'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-2580447863295161177</id><published>2009-07-06T12:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T13:09:50.184+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tomorrow.'/><title type='text'>Dieee for a mathh.</title><content type='html'>Okayy. Although I know there isn't much time anymore. But let us all just chill, and plan. *silently screams*. So there's PE, Maths,Chinese,English,Legacy,Amath. I know for P.E. i'll just faint and die, so that's alright. Then Maths, I'll have to hand in my Arc WS and my Revision Exercises and my file. Hope there isn't any tests tomorrow! For Chinese, watching video and must hand in the WS. Which is pretty okay cause I've finished the WS. Woohoo! ((: For English, I dont know what to expect. I think it's the recording thing :D Legacy, do the project D: A Math, Have to revise my Chapter 3, have to hand in my work, organise the file. DIEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayy. Actually, tomorrow isn't going to be that bad. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-2580447863295161177?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/2580447863295161177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=2580447863295161177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/2580447863295161177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/2580447863295161177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/07/dieee-for-mathh.html' title='Dieee for a mathh.'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-4364402931688038017</id><published>2009-07-02T12:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T12:57:11.627+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to school tomorrow.'/><title type='text'>Term 3 here I come.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a rough day. But well, it's over. Still waiting for the final verdict. If the judge can't decide, then I shall just help me, help myself. Hopefully, things don't turn out to be that bad. I didn't want it to end up like this either. Why do such things just happen to me? D: Perhaps it's just meant to be like that. So, yeah. Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from the doctors. Lols. He didn't want to give me an MC. So, I'll be back at school tomorrow! There's SS,Chinese,Physics,Recess,Legacy,Chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS Homework :&lt;br /&gt;-2 Essays (done)&lt;br /&gt;Chinese Homework :&lt;br /&gt;- Comprehension (done with blanks)&lt;br /&gt;- Composition (done)&lt;br /&gt;- Letter Writing&lt;br /&gt;- Chinese Project with Tracy (done)&lt;br /&gt;Physics Homework :&lt;br /&gt;- 2 WS from Holiday hw (done)&lt;br /&gt;- 2 WS on pressure (done)&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry :&lt;br /&gt;- Chemistry Quiz Paper&lt;br /&gt;- Chemistry MCQ Paper&lt;br /&gt;- Chemistry WS Ex. 7.1-7.6&lt;br /&gt;- Chemistry WS 1&lt;br /&gt;- Chemistry WS 2&lt;br /&gt;- Chemistry WS 4&lt;br /&gt;- Chemistry WS 5 (done)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, I'm sooo dead for Chemistry tomorrow. Lols. Hopefully I'll finish all my homework on time and survive tomorrow. Oh yeahh (: Need to call Mr. Tan later and ask him if the learning journey is still on. I hope so! I really really want to go. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past 4 days, I've been printing A LOT of worksheets and just leaving them there. I haven't started on my A Math, sadly. I'm really like scared of facing up to it. But will somehow have to do it over the weekends. 31 assignements 4 days ago, now with the last day left, I'm down to 18 assignments. Not very good uh, but, I feel happy. Teehee. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LATEST NEWS!&lt;br /&gt;I just called Mr Tan. Myahahah. If I find mrs sew tomorrow. CAN GO. Woohoo! (: Happy happy. I can't wait. Oh yeah mann. :DDD *jumps* Gives me a motivation to go to school tomorrow. Oh yeah man. HAPPY. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss my mum D: Hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recieved some feedback since term 2. I really should change my attitude and yeah all that. I really want to make term 3 a good start. And tomorrow, I shall learn to control and all. I must, and I will change for the better. *claps claps*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-4364402931688038017?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/4364402931688038017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=4364402931688038017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/4364402931688038017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/4364402931688038017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/07/term-3-here-i-come.html' title='Term 3 here I come.'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-5964635047846080610</id><published>2009-06-30T12:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T12:35:22.332+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag replies.'/><title type='text'>tag replies.</title><content type='html'>Tag Replies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana to Carmen : How's everything there? Haven't heard from you for quite a while! I'm still jealous of you. D: Hahahs. Never update your blog! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana to Elizabeth : Hahahs, thanks for the reminder. Yeah I know. Very worried for me right! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana to Rachel Tan : Awwwwww. Hahahs. Yeah, I hope to see you soon too! But I don't know when SE can get bck and create music again. Rawr to H1N1. pfft. Hopefully we'll see each other around school! (: Hahahs, but must wait till friday when i'm not quarantined. ( My turn to be quarantined. (:  )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana to Cheryl : Eh, you both always tag one after another. Hhahas. Yes junior, I will try my best to not fall sick. -.- You too yeah? Everyone mustn't fall sick. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana to Tracy : Sorry lah I pangseh you. ): Make me feel so guilty. Hahahs. Kidding kidding :D I promise I will die for NAPFA. Pfft. We shall die together! Woosh. * hifives the invisible tracy *OH. I named the giraffe TRACY TAN. HAHAHA. yay (: You take care too! Got so much on hand, please please DON'T fall sick. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana to Carol : * pokes carol ... hard.* HAHAH. How've you been? I talked to your brother just now. So awkward. I thought you had H1N1. Scare me luh! * faints *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-5964635047846080610?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/5964635047846080610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=5964635047846080610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/5964635047846080610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/5964635047846080610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/06/tag-replies.html' title='tag replies.'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-7756520169424641361</id><published>2009-06-27T22:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T22:51:52.663+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='headache.'/><title type='text'>Probably, time will do it's magic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SkYx9QQWRqI/AAAAAAAAAPc/5262s7sAFRQ/s1600-h/untitled%5B2%5D.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352020135581730466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SkYx9QQWRqI/AAAAAAAAAPc/5262s7sAFRQ/s320/untitled%5B2%5D.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight, I'm having a headache and a stomachache. Tonight, I suddenly don't have the mood to strike or continue a conversation with anyone. Tonight, the radio shall be my best friend. Tonight, I shall ponder about the things i never really had the time to think about. ( My head hurts real bad )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much should or would be going on for the next few days. I just want to spend my time with my mum before she goes on her really long business trip. ): Hope Tracy Tan won't be lonely in school for the next few days. I miss talking to her D: Hope I'll be able to provide some help to my junior's studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't really talk to my sister these few days. Upset about it. Whenever we talk, we always quarrel and never get to a conclusion. Just suddenly don't feel like talking to her, or it'll just spoil our moods. She's been so demanding and I've been so revengeful. Wtv. Hope time will do it's magic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-7756520169424641361?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/7756520169424641361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=7756520169424641361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/7756520169424641361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/7756520169424641361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/06/probably-time-will-do-its-magic.html' title='Probably, time will do it&apos;s magic.'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SkYx9QQWRqI/AAAAAAAAAPc/5262s7sAFRQ/s72-c/untitled%5B2%5D.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-8459015864386223432</id><published>2009-06-27T16:55:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T17:24:14.759+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='malacca pictures'/><title type='text'>malacca pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SkXiyGTWQYI/AAAAAAAAAPU/F1oEr5MHBu4/s1600-h/DSCI0096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351933082512802178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SkXiyGTWQYI/AAAAAAAAAPU/F1oEr5MHBu4/s320/DSCI0096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waiting for a seat in the restaurant cum stall placee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SkXiXq1bC3I/AAAAAAAAAPM/9iNN0imKFAw/s1600-h/IMG_0184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351932628462930802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SkXiXq1bC3I/AAAAAAAAAPM/9iNN0imKFAw/s320/IMG_0184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everly Hotel Resort! The place i stayed at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SkXiFHJWaeI/AAAAAAAAAPE/eVYM7H6gDoU/s1600-h/IMG_0205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351932309645191650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SkXiFHJWaeI/AAAAAAAAAPE/eVYM7H6gDoU/s320/IMG_0205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've got puffy hair ): Oh gosh, my mum looks soo cool here. :O * jealous *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SkXh0ymcJ3I/AAAAAAAAAO8/xxaad7izy2Q/s1600-h/IMG_0190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351932029252151154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SkXh0ymcJ3I/AAAAAAAAAO8/xxaad7izy2Q/s320/IMG_0190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Woohoo. I look like a total professional. Oh yeahh (: Competing against my godbrother. I lost. Oh wells. (: At least i look cool! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SkXhnhJz_aI/AAAAAAAAAO0/Z4x7tTAsL7E/s1600-h/IMG_0191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351931801230376354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SkXhnhJz_aI/AAAAAAAAAO0/Z4x7tTAsL7E/s320/IMG_0191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everyone else having drinks at the table. We were on the right. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SkXha32tknI/AAAAAAAAAOs/HgzswGIdXdE/s1600-h/DSCI0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351931583985980018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SkXha32tknI/AAAAAAAAAOs/HgzswGIdXdE/s320/DSCI0097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Woohoo for chicken rice balls in malacca! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SkXhEEO4rLI/AAAAAAAAAOk/fzKksp0iQnI/s1600-h/DSCI0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351931192171605170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SkXhEEO4rLI/AAAAAAAAAOk/fzKksp0iQnI/s320/DSCI0081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This guy, I met at Jonker Street. Hahahs. He was sooo cool. I took a picture with him. :D Musicians must support other musicians from other parts of the world. WOOSH! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SkXgwlaoyPI/AAAAAAAAAOc/15FxvhLzUZI/s1600-h/DSCI0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351930857481881842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SkXgwlaoyPI/AAAAAAAAAOc/15FxvhLzUZI/s320/DSCI0059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My godfather said we looked like beggars. HAHAHA. Just outside the shopping malls (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SkXgTF2EaII/AAAAAAAAAOU/M2c4sBLaeMg/s1600-h/DSCI0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351930350790797442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SkXgTF2EaII/AAAAAAAAAOU/M2c4sBLaeMg/s320/DSCI0044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Teehee. 4 teenagers ((: I love this sculpture (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SkXfnbPGreI/AAAAAAAAAOM/05SGR__iIrc/s1600-h/DSCI0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351929600618704354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SkXfnbPGreI/AAAAAAAAAOM/05SGR__iIrc/s320/DSCI0021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billards in the hotel! Sisters V.S. Brothers. Myahahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SkXezTrzqBI/AAAAAAAAAOE/-sjK65YYXJ0/s1600-h/DSCI0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351928705238411282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SkXezTrzqBI/AAAAAAAAAOE/-sjK65YYXJ0/s320/DSCI0033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opposite the church. Cool right! OF COURSE. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. These are the photos on demand. Hahaha. Finally, I bothered. I haven't had lunch. ): I'm hungry. And i'm sad that mummy's going on a business trip again. crap. pfft. Yet another time of misery ): I hope mummy takes good care of herself. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm borreeeddd. No i'm not. Still have homework to do. Hahaha. Tracy finished hers already. I haven't. Rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, i'm quarantined. Hahahas. Till 2nd July. i think. serious serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-8459015864386223432?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/8459015864386223432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=8459015864386223432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/8459015864386223432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/8459015864386223432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/06/malacca-pictures.html' title='malacca pictures!'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SkXiyGTWQYI/AAAAAAAAAPU/F1oEr5MHBu4/s72-c/DSCI0096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-2774665781459653720</id><published>2009-06-21T23:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T23:34:45.147+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bintan here i come. homework.'/><title type='text'>Homework at Bintan. Faint.</title><content type='html'>Helloo helloo. Just a short post to remind myself what i'm supposed to complete WHILE on holiday. Sighs. Hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. PB Exco Nominee Speech! D:&lt;br /&gt;2. Strings AYG Speech! D:&lt;br /&gt;3. E Math Revision Exercises 2, 4, 7, 8,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayyy. Away from Monday till Friday.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-2774665781459653720?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/2774665781459653720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=2774665781459653720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/2774665781459653720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/2774665781459653720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/06/homework-at-bintan-faint.html' title='Homework at Bintan. Faint.'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-499163154501213378</id><published>2009-06-18T10:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T11:03:56.311+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ouch my arm. malacca.'/><title type='text'>Malacca, a lovely trip.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SjmsKgef4zI/AAAAAAAAAN8/L7SAbhAInoM/s1600-h/16062009309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348495328995697458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SjmsKgef4zI/AAAAAAAAAN8/L7SAbhAInoM/s320/16062009309.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello. I haven't posted for a while. Haven't felt like posting. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malacca was fun. It was basically just a lot of walking and a lot of food. ( I think i've gained a lot and a lot of weight. Shoot. ) But I didn't regret not eating, cause the food was really really nice. yay. Didn't see tracy tan there D: But we kept going to the same places at the same times. Oh wells. Next time luh next time. Hahahs. Saw my auntie, uncle and cousins there. Also saw Annabella there. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played a lot of billards while I was there. My godbrother super pro luh. But it didn't really bother me after I got quite pro. Myahahaha. The first day, I was just hitting the white ball aimlessly. But by the third day, woahh. P.R.O. I shoot 4 balls continuously you know! ( Into the hole hole thing kayy! ) One after another. Woah * claps proudly for myself * Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents and godparents kept buying tidbits and stuffing us with it. D: Hahaha. We watched Star Movies and Disney Channel a lot. (: I also bought quite a lot of stuff at Jonker Street. :D And the 2 other shopping malls. ( Which were basically the 3 places we kept going to... Hahah )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will see if I can get hold of any pictures from Malacca and upload it here soon! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SKUNK! See that transparent bubble thingy there? See, I take this picture to show you so that you'll finally know what i mean :D Yeah, I bought this thingy when I was in malacca... It kept bursting ): I could barely keep it alive. Haahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Nothing much to say, other than, I'm trying my a little best to complete my holiday homework. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to use the computer cause I practiced bass just now, and my arms are aching D: Can't even play the piano properly, can't even write. So might as well do all the online homework first. Then go back to practice. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-499163154501213378?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/499163154501213378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=499163154501213378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/499163154501213378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/499163154501213378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/06/malacca-lovely-trip.html' title='Malacca, a lovely trip.'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SjmsKgef4zI/AAAAAAAAAN8/L7SAbhAInoM/s72-c/16062009309.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-8251892332461195240</id><published>2009-06-12T23:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T23:10:10.520+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bye bye for now.'/><title type='text'>to malacca i go!</title><content type='html'>Actually, I wanted to post about a lot and a lot of things. But since it's politically incorrect for me to stay up tonight, I shall not. And i'll postpone my post to tuesday.... or later. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I'll officially leave for my holiday tomorrow morning! And will be back on monday. So, miss me! :D 13th June - 15th June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's anything, just message me! Or leave a tag. Haahahah. Althought, eventually it'll only reach me on monday -.- UNLESS, i have a chance of using internet there! ( very unlikely, but anyhow yups! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayy. so goodbye for now (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-8251892332461195240?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/8251892332461195240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=8251892332461195240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/8251892332461195240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/8251892332461195240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/06/to-malacca-i-go.html' title='to malacca i go!'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-1659889577566434251</id><published>2009-06-08T21:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T21:41:45.259+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag replies.'/><title type='text'>Zomg. So many tag replies!</title><content type='html'>Ratana : Rachel Tan &amp;amp; Cheryl : You guys are really really nice! I swear! Caring juniors. Hahahhaa. Thankyou thankyou thankyou! (: Enjoy your remaining holidays kayy! (: See you all at string! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Nadiah : Hey nadiah! Haven't talked to you or seen you in a while! How've you been? Okayy? (: Yups sure (: Need to update my links anyways. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Yiying : Eh you! Yeah, Sometimes I think I'm crazy. But I just can't help but admit that all my 5 darlings are soooo talented and cute! D: Teehee! Like especially my husbands! Zomg. *heart melts! *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Tracy Tan : PANDA!! Yeah I hope we'll see each other! It will just be a whole stretch of "OMG OMG OMG" Hahahha! :D I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Marissa : Yes, HELLOOO MY DEAR FELLOW ALE! (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Andrea : Hello junior! Yeah I've been busy D: So have you right? I ate my subway cookies already. Myahahaha :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Elysia : Hello (: Yupps. Can see that! Pftt. HAHAHAHAHA. -.- Sorry, being lame :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Heather : Yupp yupps! (: Link me too kayy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Panda without eyebags : I havent' even started and I'm already going mad thinking about it D: Hahahaha. Yeah that's alright! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Hannah : Heyy heyyy! I'm still missing MEP camp! D: Hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Andrea : It wasnt' that bad an experience! Thanks for the luck. Hahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Elysia : Hello for the 3rd time! -.- Must read my post before you can understand luh! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Elle : ZOMG! I haven't talked to you for soo long!!! Ahhhhhh. How've you been? TALLER -.- Rawr. :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Andrea : Got secret uh uh! Yeah. I know. Got a lot -.- HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Elizabeth : Well, at least you tagged! (: It's not flooded luh. It's still in a manageable state :D Can can (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Tracy Tan : HELLO MY DEAR TRACY TAN. -.- -.- -.- I shall give you 3 of these faces (: Yeah, all my juniors love my blog! Yay. Cause it's the ultimate cool blog. Woohoo -.- Okay okay. I shall dedicate one for you kayy! (: Tracy tan "zi high " :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Carol : Eh. I miss talking to you ): Thanks for coming to my blog. YOU STILL CARE FOR YOUR RATTY JUNIOR! (: I'm happy. Really (: Yeah. loads of homework :/ You?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-1659889577566434251?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/1659889577566434251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=1659889577566434251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/1659889577566434251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/1659889577566434251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/06/zomg-so-many-tag-replies.html' title='Zomg. So many tag replies!'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-676412461578592735</id><published>2009-06-08T20:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T21:12:31.730+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday homework. subway cookies. nikon camera.'/><title type='text'>Tracy tan! My long lost sibling! D:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Si0I3M-GMwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/XnvV7C0KGj0/s1600-h/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344938077226152706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Si0I3M-GMwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/XnvV7C0KGj0/s320/046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E Math Revision Exercise 1 Question 6(c)...&lt;br /&gt;Rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Si0Ig4oJUAI/AAAAAAAAANs/plluqoWsSE8/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344937693808250882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Si0Ig4oJUAI/AAAAAAAAANs/plluqoWsSE8/s320/047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; E Math Revision Exercise 2 ( The irritating question that took forever to solve )&lt;br /&gt;Teeehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Si0IWOUKD2I/AAAAAAAAANk/gPrjuyyfJO8/s1600-h/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344937510651432802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Si0IWOUKD2I/AAAAAAAAANk/gPrjuyyfJO8/s320/049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't feel like studying anymore. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Si0IJ7l9qnI/AAAAAAAAANc/FYDoLcXPbE0/s1600-h/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344937299467414130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Si0IJ7l9qnI/AAAAAAAAANc/FYDoLcXPbE0/s320/052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My ring finger looks weird... O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, woke up early again and headed to Temasek Primary School for CIP. Helped them with their Class Committee Training O.o Anyways, it was loads of fun! Some of them wanted our numbers! Hahah. So cute. There were some points of time that I wanted to explode and scream at them. ( Don't worry, I didn't )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, I've gain pretty much through this experience. Learning to be more patient with children and not just screaming at them and all. Knowing how to gain their respect and have fun with them at the same time. The first few games weren't very easy to start of with cause everyone was tired and all, but at the end of the day, looking back, it was eventful and nice (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A special experience I would say. (: Merlene was really good at handling them, unlike me, the EVIL one. Hahaha. There's still much more I have to learn, and much more I want to learn (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay so after that, went for lunch with Tracy Tan at banquet. Cause everywhere else was full packed. Like sardines packed -.- Hahah. Then we headed to Subway where I got my lovely White Chip Macademia Cookies! Hooray. Last night, Andrea kept tempting me with subway cookies... I got jealous. :/ Anyways, yups, we just stood there and did our e math homework!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2 of us, are 2 people with very short attention span. So we would like do a bit, then be lame a bit, then study a bit then be lame a bit. That's how the pictures came into place! Hahaha. Cause we were saying that everyone said we looked a like. So scary! D: Tracy Tan's like my official long-lost sister! Hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must go out and study more often! If not, I'll just laze around at home and slack and sleep and not do work. :/Today was nice!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and a little thing I enjoyed over the weekend!&lt;br /&gt;I went to the temple with my parents and this little girl, her name's Lusha. I think that's how you spell it. She had to go through this traditional Indian thing, so I went there to just hang around. And cause I haven't been to the temple for a while (: Okay, and partly cause I like carrying babies and I miss carrying babies! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then while I was there, I borrowed their Nikon Cool Pix Digital Camera. Which was THE BOMB. I just kept snapping shots. Awesome! You know, I love love love the sound the camera makes! Woosh! And the quality of the shots are woahh. Mind bloggle-ing awesome! Love the camera! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay So today I accomplish 1/2 of Revision Exercise 1 &amp;amp; 9. Woohoo! On my way! (:&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/6140662849725266416-676412461578592735?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/676412461578592735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=676412461578592735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/676412461578592735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/676412461578592735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/06/tracy-tan-my-long-lost-sibling-d.html' title='Tracy tan! My long lost sibling! D:'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Si0I3M-GMwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/XnvV7C0KGj0/s72-c/046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-8139011898935994634</id><published>2009-06-07T21:32:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T15:55:06.544+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='june holiday hw.'/><title type='text'>June Holiday 2009 Homework D:</title><content type='html'>I know, I'm crazy to be posting 3 times in a day, no, in an evening. But I want to list out my homework so that I can strike it off. Myahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;English Online Comprehension &amp;amp; Summary Paper&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Chinese Newspaper Project&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Chinese DV School Project&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Heymath Benchmarks 1&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Heymath Benchmarks 2&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Heymath Benchmarks 3&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Heymath Benchmarks 4&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Revision Exercise for Chapter 1&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revision Exercise for Chapter 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Revision Exercise for Chapter 3&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Revision Exercise for Chapter 4&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revision Exercise for Chapter 7&lt;br /&gt;Revision Exercise for Chapter 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Revision Exercise for Chapter 9&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Organise E Math File&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Organise A Math File&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Textbook Exercise 3.2&lt;br /&gt;Textbook Exercise 3.3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Physics WS 1&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Physics WS 2&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Organise Physics File&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Biology Paper on Transport in Plants&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Biology Project on Nutrients in Animals&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Organise Biology File&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry Paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Organise Chemistry File&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Geography Project on Theme 3&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Organise Geography File&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Social Studies on Asknlearn&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-8139011898935994634?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/8139011898935994634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=8139011898935994634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/8139011898935994634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/8139011898935994634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/06/june-holiday-2009-homework-d.html' title='June Holiday 2009 Homework D:'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-182351483347534399</id><published>2009-06-07T20:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T21:31:21.104+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mep camp day 2.'/><title type='text'>MEP CAMP DAY 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Siu2mgeyfrI/AAAAAAAAANU/-dqfuMbjoxo/s1600-h/ChromeTrebleClef.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344566155475582642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Siu2mgeyfrI/AAAAAAAAANU/-dqfuMbjoxo/s320/ChromeTrebleClef.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. Before I continue talking about my MEPMEPMEP. Hahha. I must copy-paste a convo. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;[c=11][a=1]ELIZABETH[/a][/c] [c=#C0C0C0]Since when was zero an interger??!![/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;omg. ur post nvr talk abt ME. omg. omg. i so sad. *elizabeth faints*&lt;br /&gt;joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;R. says:&lt;br /&gt;Okay&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL TALK ABOUT YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;[c=11][a=1]ELIZABETH[/a][/c] [c=#C0C0C0]Since when was zero an interger??!![/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;(this is gonna be bad........... 0: )&lt;br /&gt;[c=11][a=1]ELIZABETH[/a][/c] [c=#C0C0C0]Since when was zero an interger??!![/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;(damn im so nice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;R. says:&lt;br /&gt;I want to write.&lt;br /&gt;(omg. my junior is as ego as me. pfft. can't stand it )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hello everyone, let me introduce you all to this sotongish panda junior of mine. She uh, hais, crazy one. Harrharr. :D Her name is ELIZABETH. Hahahah. :DD Okay, actually she's not ego lahh. I just influenced her.Myahaha. My great and natural ability (:No wait. She just goes crazy when she talks to me. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayyyy. LET'S CONTINUEEEEEEE. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 was also really tiring. I don't know why. But I went into the hall with the correct uniform and the correct attitude to start the day off (: We had a ice breaker game in the morning too. Which was quite okay. TKGians were just being silly, yet again. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then headed for singing lesson!!!! ((: Sing sing sing. Huimin also helped us picked the 7 people who were supposed to sing the first part of the song. I can't remember everyone's name! D: But there was one representative from every school. I wanted to run away from her picking me, but she eventually did D: We had muffins again for break. Okay luh. Quite nice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for drama again. This time, it was more of a chiong everything, trying to make everything look pretty. Rushing to catch up with the other groups. No more fooling around. Serious trying to get things done workshop. Really have to thank the trainer. We really were quite productive and managed to do a bit to touch up. We didn't know we were so far back compared to the other groups :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to the hall for practice with Tray instead of history lesson. He gave us more steps to practice. Hahah. Rebecca, Hannah, Joseph and I were laughing a lot at the back. Like saying it became really weird. And we didn't know which verse to do some moves. Hahhaha. Joseph's voice is like super super nice!Like, I'm jealous! D: I heard Shawn's voice is also nice, but he keeps denying it -.- Okay. So we did drag a bit to lunch, but still went for lunch (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had our first lesson with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Judy&lt;/span&gt;. She's the other &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dance teacher&lt;/span&gt;. She's like &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;spunky&lt;/span&gt;. and cool. and funny. :D She looks like she could really do hiphop well! D: I kept sliding around the floor. and she had to keep reminding me not to slide. Hahaha. We realised that performance was like less than an hour. And I got a bit scared D: Oh and and, the 4 of us at the back were like.... Hahaha. Cause both me and Joseph had to run from the other side of the room. So we kept competing and like see who will reach first. In between &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;all that collision&lt;/span&gt;. HAHAHA. Rebecca was like saying ' Oh it's the first time you're late ' Rawr. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performance was nice! We were shown this video made im promt to. It was awesome (: Memories... Lalala. Then each group performed. Everyone was unique! :D There was a lot of passing of contacts lists. Then in the end, just said bye to everyone and left. &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;GOOD MEMORIESS. &lt;/span&gt;(: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orchestra practice wasn't as boring, but it still was :/ Hais. Oh wells. Headed to Downtown East after that for dinner. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really dont' regret waking up early to attend the MEP camp. It really was a fun experience. And getting to know other people was nice. Really really nice. (: &lt;/em&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/6140662849725266416-182351483347534399?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/182351483347534399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=182351483347534399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/182351483347534399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/182351483347534399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/06/mep-camp-day-2.html' title='MEP CAMP DAY 2'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Siu2mgeyfrI/AAAAAAAAANU/-dqfuMbjoxo/s72-c/ChromeTrebleClef.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-6404458342655470818</id><published>2009-06-07T19:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T20:32:08.802+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mep camp day 1. Chinese DV project.'/><title type='text'>MEP CAMP DAY 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Siupqytj-KI/AAAAAAAAANM/i9HDBA0MiKE/s1600-h/194869462_0df5de735e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344551935437699234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Siupqytj-KI/AAAAAAAAANM/i9HDBA0MiKE/s320/194869462_0df5de735e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, before I get on to the really awesome MEP camp experience... I shall talk about everything else first. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Cherlyn before heading to Tracy's house on monday. We managed to finish our Chinese DV project in 6 hours! ( Including editing and all that touch up ) It was really really fun! There was this one scene we just couldn't help but laugh. HARR HARR. It was the second scene! If you're interested, it's up on youtube. Can search ' movie tracy '. I think that's the correct one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it was all really really fun. And even the day after, I could still smell powder on my hair! D: I haven't felt so happy doing a chinese project before. Teehee! We made tracy's house become some 'POWDER LAND' hahaha. Whoops. Oh. and her maid helped us too! It was so interesting... and we had many NGs D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember what I did on Tuesday. -.- STM. Wednesday was, beyond scary. Had string which was okay luh... Mingmin conducted. Harrharr. I think soon, people will understand how A.W.E.S.O.M.E. it is to conduct. The feeling is just heavenly. Oh yeah :D Then, met up with mummy for lunch with Rachael and Athirah. Then, headed back to school D: My mum didn't really say anything bad about it. I know what's wrong... I will work hard luh! After that, Went out with Emmerlyn and Rachael. Then headed for YS (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY THEN THEN THEN. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with my really really tired self, headed to school in the morning. Like really really, MORNING. Was supposed to wear full school uniform but I wasn't told. -.- Oh wells. Special for a day. Teehee. was in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GROUP 3.&lt;/span&gt; Oh yeahh! :D At first, it was all really awkward. And like, no one from another school wanted to talk to another person. No wait, I talked to &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Isabella&lt;/span&gt;! She was the other bassist from MGS i met the other time :D And I somehow remember &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hannah and Eunice &lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the briefing, we played this game. Erm. the squirrel game. It was ultimately a RGS vs TKGS thing. But anyhow, we all had some kind of fun. Trying to get out of the game and all. Hahah. After that, went for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;singing with Huimin&lt;/span&gt;. She is the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MOST PRO singer&lt;/span&gt; I've ever seen. Like she's soo cool too! The way she talks to us and the way she sings D: Beyond awesome. Like a lot of confidence and all (: So she put me in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Soprano 1&lt;/span&gt;. Which is like... SHOCKING. Like when I told ms ng, she was like "Huh?! really uh!" But, I'm happy that I could reach the high high note. Myahahaha :D It was really fun. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I loved the 2 singing lessons with her&lt;/span&gt;! I'll never fail to have fun. (: I think everyone else feels that way too! After that we had a little break, and TKG people started talking about how the day started. Harrharr. Then headed for &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Drama with Alemay&lt;/span&gt;. It was okay I guess. Everyone got to do &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;introduction &lt;/span&gt;and all. It was pretty funny. And it got all the shy people to speak up a bit (: Then had some &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;History class with Angie&lt;/span&gt;. Which was quite nice caused I got to know much more about plays and all and of course &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;OKLAHOMA&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the not so very nice lunch, we had &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Dance&lt;/span&gt;!!! :D With this guy called &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Tray&lt;/span&gt;. I think that's how you spell it. Yeah. We learnt and practiced our steps for the performance on Friday. Simple steps. The RI guys were having loads of fun trying to figure which side to face -.- Hahahah. Each one of us had our &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;blurr moments&lt;/span&gt; too! We laughed a lot as a group :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day ended of with a &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;not so very interesting&lt;/span&gt; MEP Orchestra rehersal. It was the ultimate boring D: But there were some parts of the song i'm starting to like. Gives the warm warm feeling (:&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/6140662849725266416-6404458342655470818?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/6404458342655470818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=6404458342655470818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/6404458342655470818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/6404458342655470818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/06/mep-camp-day-1.html' title='MEP CAMP DAY 1'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Siupqytj-KI/AAAAAAAAANM/i9HDBA0MiKE/s72-c/194869462_0df5de735e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-5172044060127660884</id><published>2009-05-28T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T22:43:13.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I HEREBY DECLARE THAT ON MY CALENDAR, TODAY, 28TH MAY, SHALL BE &lt;strong&gt;CHOPIN DAY&lt;/strong&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Okay, so there will be an annual celebration of FEDERICK CHOPIN on the 28th May. Yay. Today we watched this movie on Chopin ( haven't finished it yet ). The MEP teachers were soo awesome! They let us, the sec 3s, watch the movie. LOVE LOVE LOVE it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything else seemed to not matter. Hearing the playing of the actor and just concentrating on the movie was AWESOME. ( we didn't even know that the aircon was turned off in the later part of the lesson -.- ) Yeah, anyways. The actor was soooo HOT. BEYOND HOT. It's like, when he kissed the evil girl, my heart really really ached. Like, I really really promise I felt that it ached. D: So scary. I'm having feelings for a person that's _______. Okay. Not the point. Hhahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Rachael we have to watch the one on Beethoven. If not, I'll fall in love with the other composers and forget my darling, Beethoven. D: Cannot cannot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, today did announcement for Strings. I MUST DECLARE HERE THAT. Yes, Beethoven is my 1st husband. BUT, Mozart isn't my 2nd husband. My actual and current 2nd husband is TCHAIKOVSKY. (: I have 1 boyfriend &amp;amp; 4 husbands. Can come ask me personally and i'll tell you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently feeling really really upset and angry. Aiyah, Whatever. I JUST WANT MY MUM TO KNOW ( I KNOW YOU ARE READING MUMMY ), I THINK THAT YOU ARE EVIL. But whatever, cause no matter what I say, still have to go for tuition. So... pfft. Just have to suck it up and live with it. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's string's busking was quite nice. Except for Brandenburg. But it's okay anyways (: Fun fun fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-5172044060127660884?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/5172044060127660884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=5172044060127660884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/5172044060127660884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/5172044060127660884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-hereby-declare-that-on-my-calendar.html' title=''/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-8886443750899568858</id><published>2009-05-26T13:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T20:40:46.183+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plan for june hols.'/><title type='text'>my oh so short june holidays!</title><content type='html'>1st June : Chinese DV Project&lt;br /&gt;2nd June : -nil-&lt;br /&gt;3rd June : Parents Teacher Meeting D:&lt;br /&gt;4th June : MEP camp! &amp;amp; MEP Orch. Rehersal&lt;br /&gt;5th June : MEP camp! &amp;amp; MEP Orch. Rehersal&lt;br /&gt;6th June : -nil-&lt;br /&gt;7th June : research for geog project D:&lt;br /&gt;8th June : Temasek Primary CIP&lt;br /&gt;9th June : -nil-&lt;br /&gt;10th June : -nil-&lt;br /&gt;11th June : Decor meeting in school.&lt;br /&gt;12th June : -nil-&lt;br /&gt;13th June : holiday :D&lt;br /&gt;14th June : holiday :D&lt;br /&gt;15th June : holiday :D&lt;br /&gt;16th June :-nil-&lt;br /&gt;17th June : -nil-&lt;br /&gt;18th June : Study with Emmerlyn.&lt;br /&gt;19th June : Study with Emmerlyn.&lt;br /&gt;22nd June : holiday :D&lt;br /&gt;23rd June : holiday :D&lt;br /&gt;24th June : holiday :D&lt;br /&gt;25th June : holiday :D&lt;br /&gt;26th June : -nil-&lt;br /&gt;27th June : Suntec Performance Strings&lt;br /&gt;28th June : Wedding Performance?&lt;br /&gt;29th June : BACK TO SCHOOL D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-8886443750899568858?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/8886443750899568858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=8886443750899568858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/8886443750899568858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/8886443750899568858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-oh-so-short-june-holidays.html' title='my oh so short june holidays!'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-2127193573365646354</id><published>2009-05-22T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T21:22:31.598+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bitter sweet.'/><title type='text'>bye to you... for now.</title><content type='html'>I used to want this friendship to last soo bad. But now, i just want it to end. It has driven me up the wall a few times before and i'm too tired and hurt to go any further trying to make up for everything. rawr. and i'm sure the other person doesn't even know. Hah. How funny. Oh wells, i just want to put this at a side and not put in all my energy into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you were to give me the sweetest tasting EDIBLE thing to taste now, i'd still find that it tastes bitter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-2127193573365646354?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/2127193573365646354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=2127193573365646354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/2127193573365646354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/2127193573365646354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/05/bye-to-you-for-now.html' title='bye to you... for now.'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-4406888835947572377</id><published>2009-05-21T15:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T15:51:15.775+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lucky me. cause i&apos;m never going to be like you'/><title type='text'>I've learnt never to be like you.</title><content type='html'>Hellooo. Didn't go to school today. Have been having late night practices for the past few days. Tired tired. Hurt my ankle and my wrist. So now i can barely write, I have to type D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, there's loads to do!&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;English Project Article [ By today ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;English Project Advertisement [ By today ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;English Project Article Editing [ By friday ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Chemistry WS on Chapter 7. (7.1-7.5) [ By next lesson ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Chinese Newspaper Project [ By next lesson ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Chinese DV Project [ By term3 week 1 ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Biology Project (Nutrition in Animals) [ By term 3 week 1 ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Physics Experiments (Turning moments) [ Next lesson ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;MEP camp [ 5th &amp;amp; 6th June ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;MEP concert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;SYF concert [ 28th July ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;SNYS concert [6th September ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Strings CIP recess [ Thursday ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A Math MYE 2009 (Redo) [ By today ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A Math Chapter 3.1 [ By today ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;E Math (Trigonometry) [ By next lesson ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;PI guestbook &amp;amp; souvenirs proposals [ By friday ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My parents have just decided for me that I should start on my Math tuition. PFFT. It's so expensive, and non-productive ( it's what i think ). Don't know why they want to waste this kind of money and MY TIME. Yet another thing I have to spend time on for my holidays. It's not as if I have that much time already. Ah, A.N.G.R.Y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I have made so many much greater decisions before, why can't I decide on this one? arrghh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good that in my 15 years of being in this world, I've met so many different kinds of people. Those whom are arrogant and bossy. Those whom are kind and are your everlasting friends. These are examples of how others lead their lives. Oh yeah, somtimes they do make your life miserable or awesome. That's when you know how you are going to lead the next half of your life. To be like them, or to promise yourself that you'll never be like them and you'll never treat others the way they once treated you. I've met good parents, bad parents, caring seniors, biased seniors, awesome deskpartners and arrogant ones. I consider myself lucky...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-4406888835947572377?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/4406888835947572377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=4406888835947572377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/4406888835947572377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/4406888835947572377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-learnt-never-to-be-like-you.html' title='I&apos;ve learnt never to be like you.'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-6195851703152950956</id><published>2009-05-14T21:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T22:12:29.979+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vivo city.'/><title type='text'>vivo city with xu zhen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SgwjDMvSu_I/AAAAAAAAANE/MLYF2st5ucg/s1600-h/IMG_0213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335678196393360370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SgwjDMvSu_I/AAAAAAAAANE/MLYF2st5ucg/s320/IMG_0213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO THERE. Didn't take this today. It was previously at Bugis. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SgwipTfZ5tI/AAAAAAAAAM8/UHWzPVOq0O0/s1600-h/004+(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335677751529170642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SgwipTfZ5tI/AAAAAAAAAM8/UHWzPVOq0O0/s320/004+(3).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was the dessert I had. Iced Mango &amp;amp; Pomelo. SUPER AWESOME. LOVED IT. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Vivo City with Xu Zhen today. Supposedly to go to ECP. And then changed to Sentosa. Then change to Vivo City. AHAHA! Even with all the plan changes, I still had a lot of fun time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we went to shop around. Went into this furniture shop. :D Made comments on almost everything. AND AND AND. I saw a lot of cool stuff! There was this Chocolate Fondue machine thingy. There was a range. SUPER SUPER NICE!  Wanted to get one D; Next time when I head to furniture shop then will drag Xu Zhen along. Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to this normal looking shop, which was actually super cool! She bought a jacket and shirt which looked really nice! D; jealous. Then I saw this necklace thingy with like a violin or bass looking pendant. I BOUGHT IT. Myahaha! Thanks to her man! I'm like LOVING IT.&lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3 The shop lady was also really really nice (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then headed to the CD shop. Looked at some CDs. And i told her which movies I watched with ______. There were a lot! HAHAHAH. :X yay. Okay. There's sooo many movies i need to watch with her! :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay then we went to eat. We ate dim sum. SUPER SUPER NICE! it's like MELTING in my mouth. Woah. loved it. love love love. It's been a long long time i had such nice dim sum. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;And then had dessert. yay. Teehee. NICE NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We felt tired and Xu Zhen desperate needed her sleep. Can see luh. So I decided that i shouldn't torture her already. Next time then i will. Myahahaha! :D People you all watch out. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home and spend some time with my grandmother. Then I decided to go to sleep. I didn't think i'd sleep a lot but i did! 3 plus to 6 plus. D; But it felt GOOOOOD. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt really happy today uh! Like even with all the plan changes and the short time spent outside. It was all really fun. And a blessing in disguise too! That I could catch up on my sleep :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's going to be a busy day! D;&lt;br /&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/6140662849725266416-6195851703152950956?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/6195851703152950956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=6195851703152950956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/6195851703152950956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/6195851703152950956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/05/vivo-city-with-xu-zhen.html' title='vivo city with xu zhen!'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SgwjDMvSu_I/AAAAAAAAANE/MLYF2st5ucg/s72-c/IMG_0213.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-2835961580952956254</id><published>2009-05-13T20:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T21:16:00.021+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='out with shab'/><title type='text'>shab, i missed you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SgrFqYsw5KI/AAAAAAAAAM0/FcG7QaBz104/s1600-h/012+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335294040549156002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SgrFqYsw5KI/AAAAAAAAAM0/FcG7QaBz104/s320/012+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one of those iluma seats in front of the shops (:&lt;br /&gt;My exceptionally pretty hair D: Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SgrFIHn1rUI/AAAAAAAAAMs/yofXQIIfrtg/s1600-h/004+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335293451849542978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SgrFIHn1rUI/AAAAAAAAAMs/yofXQIIfrtg/s320/004+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look! Evil shabrina, so tall! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;We were in the iluma lift :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SgrE5hj-vKI/AAAAAAAAAMk/wTEppsRjjDM/s1600-h/010+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335293201114643618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SgrE5hj-vKI/AAAAAAAAAMk/wTEppsRjjDM/s320/010+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SHABRINA! My ever ever good friend that i haven't talked to for a super long time. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SgrEfd-TOkI/AAAAAAAAAMc/VU2xYjdmrms/s1600-h/002+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335292753474697794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SgrEfd-TOkI/AAAAAAAAAMc/VU2xYjdmrms/s320/002+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Green Apple ice blended at the new shopping centre (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Shabrina today. It was loads of fun! We wanted to head back to SMPS but with the flu and the strict security, we couldn't go in. We got a bit pissed after that D: Cause there was nothing we could do, and the teachers were busy. Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we hanged around the new mall, then to peace centre macs to have lunch, then headed to iluma and to my house. (: It was nice spending the whole day together. Could catch up on the things that happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think that we'd have so much fun. But we were surfing the net in the afternoon and it was LOADS OF FUN. :D It's the type of fun you have with your friends. The moments you treasure (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;main point : I HAD LOADS OF FUN. It was nice cause i missed shabrina! And not going back to SMPS was sort of a blessing in disguise cause we were both really really tired, and chilling help me destress a little (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6140662849725266416-2835961580952956254?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/2835961580952956254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=2835961580952956254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/2835961580952956254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/2835961580952956254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/05/shab-i-missed-you.html' title='shab, i missed you'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SgrFqYsw5KI/AAAAAAAAAM0/FcG7QaBz104/s72-c/012+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-6993467799629241785</id><published>2009-05-12T15:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T15:50:33.332+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag replies.'/><title type='text'>tag replies</title><content type='html'>Tag Replies! [ I won't miss out any, so I'm sure if you have once tagged, your reply would be here! :D ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Padma : I want to take family portriat too! Then we shall paste it all over the walls. yeah man. Especially my solo picture! -.- Eh, I can't help it when I'm sleeping and you always study when I'm sleeping right! Tsk tsk. I'm also hardworking luh. Just that you don't see me working. Hurrhurr. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Andrea : Yeah, haven't seen you in school for a while. Hahaha. Perhaps cause I've been too busy running around D: After MYEs already, perhaps will see you around more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Carol : Yeah, thankyou for your encouragement piggy senior! (: It helped me loads through my MYE. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Rachel Tan : Eh you love my bass, must also say you love the BASSIST mahh! :P Okay, you super super sweet! (: So how's everything? Barely talk to you. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Abby : Oh yeah man. I'd love to have an oboe! The sound is like super nice! And i know of this very very handsome oboist. Teehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Andrea : Yeah, I have a long skirt! Role model you know. tsk tsk. can't stand myself D: [ EGOISTICAL ] You know, my cousin is also called andrea, and sometimes, she scares me too. HAHAHAAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : AHAR : Ooooo. I THINK SO TOO! D: Hey, thanks for everything for today and yesterday and for the past few days (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Nadiah : HEYY! (: How's everything? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Weiling : Yes dear senior, i did study hard kayy. I'M A GUAI JUNIOR YOU KNOW. Cause i need to work hard, so that i can score as well as my seniors (: Live up to the expectations D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Lihsing : Aw thankyou! :D Okay, will help you ask around :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Huayee : Hello junior! (: So nice to drop by uh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Carol : DID I TELL YOU THAT YOU ARE SUPER SWEET? &lt;3 [ omg, carol you better don't get ego kayy. ] :D  No don't ask me how i know, cause i didn't taste / eat you. -.- Yeah, if anything I'll go bug you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Andrea : TSK TSK! Already said no need to say thankyou right! You're welcome (: AHAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-6993467799629241785?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/6993467799629241785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=6993467799629241785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/6993467799629241785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/6993467799629241785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/05/tag-replies.html' title='tag replies'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-5410073172251467276</id><published>2009-05-12T15:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T15:35:15.007+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='primary school. MYEs. stress. pictures.'/><title type='text'>you barely have time to salvage it all</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SgkhwgIf95I/AAAAAAAAAMU/ogoWY2GYTLQ/s1600-h/27042009225.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SgkhLMeFC6I/AAAAAAAAAMM/_igUEKkg3QU/s1600-h/03042009190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334831709806726050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SgkhLMeFC6I/AAAAAAAAAMM/_igUEKkg3QU/s320/03042009190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; TJCian &amp;amp; TKGian. Cool aye? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SgkguFBr5NI/AAAAAAAAAME/jny_yvCjg5w/s1600-h/011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334831209592382674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SgkguFBr5NI/AAAAAAAAAME/jny_yvCjg5w/s320/011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh gawd, I H.A.T.E. this rabbit. [ It's my sister's rabbit, that's why ] Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;MYES ARE OFFICIALLY OVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Can't really feel the thrill of it officially being over D: But, I just keep telling myself that at least for the next few weeks i won't have to study! And i can practice my piano and bass already :D Haven't done that in a while! I'm still stressed ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just suddenly feel very very weary and tired. And like, I just totally want to give up everything and run away. D:  But ending MYEs at this point of time is a good thing, cause it's a consolation that i shouldn't run away but hang on. TIRED TIRED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To all the people who know what's going on, I'm really really sorry. I really don't know what's happening to me and my ' stuffed with a lot of stuff ' brain. I really really want everything to be erased and to move on. Don't be upset and don't worry because I'll be okay, i promise! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;A lot has been happening these few days. Especially during the MYE block period. Perhaps it's a challenge for me. Physically and mentally. To toughen myself up &lt;em&gt;when everything comes to you right smack in your face and you're just so busy with everything yet you can't give up.&lt;/em&gt; At  the same time, when you try to have more time to salvage everything, you find that &lt;em&gt;time is passing so quickly that you just have to suck it up and move on.&lt;/em&gt; There's no looking back and everything is forward moving. Just hours later you have another obstacle to overcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really is tiring after a while. But when everything is over and when you look back, you'll realise that you've become a stronger person. At least you know that next time, anything comes, you won't die and you'll be able to face it well.  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SUPERLY SUPERLY MISS MY PRIMARY SCHOOL! And i can't wait to go back to visit tomorrow! (: And my dear dear friend shabrina. We haven't had a good chat since ages ago. D: Tomorrow shall be a better day than today. I know it.&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/6140662849725266416-5410073172251467276?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/5410073172251467276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=5410073172251467276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/5410073172251467276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/5410073172251467276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-barely-have-time-to-salvage-it-all.html' title='you barely have time to salvage it all'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SgkhLMeFC6I/AAAAAAAAAMM/_igUEKkg3QU/s72-c/03042009190.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-7234360483544482266</id><published>2009-05-08T21:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T21:31:45.302+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ECP. MYEs. math paper.'/><title type='text'>ECP. destress. next week = fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SgQyZ8FxcdI/AAAAAAAAAL8/-OTQh3oAiLk/s1600-h/08052009243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SgQyZ8FxcdI/AAAAAAAAAL8/-OTQh3oAiLk/s320/08052009243.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333443279921967570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SgQyOP82SdI/AAAAAAAAAL0/Lef2a9t-5GY/s1600-h/08052009241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SgQyOP82SdI/AAAAAAAAAL0/Lef2a9t-5GY/s320/08052009241.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333443079094815186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SgQyCIrbRmI/AAAAAAAAALs/AmkJ16GCphA/s1600-h/08052009237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SgQyCIrbRmI/AAAAAAAAALs/AmkJ16GCphA/s320/08052009237.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333442870984263266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it look like i went to Hawaii? :D The hectic MYE block exam week is OVER. (: The 5 killer papers : Bio, A Math, Chem, Geog, Physics. Finally had a little time to forget about the MYEs and go R.E.L.A.X.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to ECP and just sat there to feel the breeze. The feeling was heavenly. Perhaps it's because of all the stress from the exams and the insufficient sleep. But going to ECP today really helped me to DESTRESS. yay (: So I should chiong again for math and then officially go for an ultimate break. TEEHEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay then again, I didn't really cause there's this constant reminder that MYEs are STILL not over D; But it's okay cause there's only 1 paper left, for other people 2. [ poor things D; ].But look at it this way... I have 10 subjects... i've completed 9! (: A sense of satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for next week to come cause it'll just be PLAY PLAY PLAY (: Haven't really felt this tired after exams before. I'm thinking it's a good sign, that's what someone told me. Teehee. It means i've worked hard this time. No matter what the results are, I know i've improved and it's just the evil examiner's fault for setting a tough paper. Myahahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to appreciate my camera phone a lot. The pictures are really really pretty!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-7234360483544482266?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/7234360483544482266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=7234360483544482266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/7234360483544482266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/7234360483544482266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/05/ecp-destress-next-week-fun.html' title='ECP. destress. next week = fun'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SgQyZ8FxcdI/AAAAAAAAAL8/-OTQh3oAiLk/s72-c/08052009243.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-1346954313084352026</id><published>2009-04-27T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T00:03:35.321+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MYEs are nearing.'/><title type='text'>MYEs around the corner.</title><content type='html'>I'm starting to feel all that stress from the MYEs that are nearing. But on the bright side, I've already got my holidays all planned out. Visiting my primary school, going out with my friends, charity work thingy, MEP concert. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't really have any energy left to continue studying for MEP although it's the next paper other than my chinese paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel like commenting about the MYE papers that have already passed. A bit tired out. Just decided that i should leave my blog to die before I don't blog till end off the MYE block period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay sorry to the people who are going to tag. I won't be replying any time soon, but i'll be reading it! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes you think you get it, but, you really don't. Acting as if you know everything doesn't mean that you actually do. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-1346954313084352026?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/1346954313084352026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=1346954313084352026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/1346954313084352026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/1346954313084352026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/04/myes-around-corner.html' title='MYEs around the corner.'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-5569498619037209796</id><published>2009-04-19T10:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T10:21:50.937+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dread.'/><title type='text'>oh what fun D;</title><content type='html'>Things i have to do today D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Chemistry MYE 2007&lt;br /&gt;2. Chemistry MYE 2008&lt;br /&gt;3. A Math Coordinate Geometry WS&lt;br /&gt;4. Chemistry WS [ The periodic table ]&lt;br /&gt;5. E Math Chapter 1 - Chapter 4&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-5569498619037209796?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/5569498619037209796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=5569498619037209796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/5569498619037209796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/5569498619037209796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-what-fun-d.html' title='oh what fun D;'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-4607749639157209168</id><published>2009-04-17T12:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T12:54:02.210+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick sick sick.'/><title type='text'>Hope you feel better.</title><content type='html'>Went to see the doctor in the morning. The doctor said that i have a viral flu. Blocking my air passages and has like spread to my lungs. Hahah. It's all due to the lack of sleep and rest, and partly cause of stress. So to all the people out there, especially my dear classmates and seniors, please please DON'T FALL SICK! His descriptions are forever so funny! (: So guess what?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have a few packs of medicine to take :/&lt;br /&gt;2. I have MC covered for today and tomorrow! :D&lt;br /&gt;3. I have to be off any P.E. and all that till next friday! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so after i went to the doctor, my mum forced me to come home and SLEEP. Yeah i like sleeping and all, but need to do work right! But, i feel much better after sleeping. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still feel really upset that i can't go to school and see Weiling! ): And i need to collect my physics stuff and my homework. Omg *faint*. D: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To a special somebody...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I know you are in a dilemma now and I don't know if there's anyone you can talk to now, but hey, you can talk to me! (: Okay, so here's what i think....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should just take a step back from everything, and just look at the big picture. Take a moment and really just put everything behind you and think. I guess life has been really on the fast pace for you until you're so blurred out by everything aye? Hrm, stress stress, too many things already. Like me, HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you still haven't really found out the true reason why you are here yet. But, since there'll most probably be no turning back... make the time here really truely well spent! I remember you once told me that studies wasn't really the most important thing and that it's the experience that you got from being independent and all that the most important. You remember? FORGOT RIGHT! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And perhaps, you also haven't found the motivation for you to start working hard yet? It did took me quite a while to figure it all out too. But while you are thinking, please don't be motivated by the fact that other people are putting pressure on you. AND also, don't be pressured by the fact that you are competiting with other people. Because if you do, it'll just make you really stressed and you'll kill yourself with that mentality. SO PLEASE OKAY. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you really feel better after reading this! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-4607749639157209168?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/4607749639157209168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=4607749639157209168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/4607749639157209168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/4607749639157209168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/04/hope-you-feel-better.html' title='Hope you feel better.'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-3205133633666933290</id><published>2009-04-16T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T20:28:47.967+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag replies. birthday. sorry'/><title type='text'>Happy birthday xu zhen!</title><content type='html'>HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY XU ZHEN! :D&lt;br /&gt;It's been very nice to know you! Hope you had a nice first birthday that you celebrated in Singapore (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.I'M REALLY REALLY SORRY WEILING! Omg. i really miss you! But like. sorry! I'm like dying so i really can't be at school tomorrow! I hope that like, by some miracle, i'll be super free on one of the days and i'll be able to go over to VJC to visit you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag replies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Xu zhen : AWWWWWWWW! HAHAHAS. THANKYOU TOO! Cheerleading will always forever bring back very good memories! Hahaha. Sneaking around to find places to practice and all that! Hahaha. 3E7'09 ROCKS! yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Andrea : You uh, better not forget umbrella again! :D Why are you ALWAYS soo shocked to see me in school D; Hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Carol : jumpsssssssssssssssss. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Cherlyn : BOO. replied! -.- HAHAHAAH. i think i fried my brain. going CRAZY. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Rachel : HAHAHAHH! You uh. FARNI PERSON. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : OMAR : IT'S OKAY. YOU BETTER GET WELL. IF NOT, YOU'LL DIE. HEAR ME? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Weiling : Awwwwwww. (: You jiayous too! If you need punching bag... erm. i wanted to say i can be your punching bag. but uh. i scared you whack me hard. HAHA. but i can be your ranting bag! -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-3205133633666933290?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/3205133633666933290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=3205133633666933290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/3205133633666933290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/3205133633666933290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-xu-zhen.html' title='Happy birthday xu zhen!'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-1450423996830878086</id><published>2009-04-10T18:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T18:15:32.997+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag replies.'/><title type='text'>TAG REPLIES.</title><content type='html'>Tag replies! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Carol : Ratty junior says there's not a need to thank her for the encouragement! She's more than willing to give more. Hurr hurr! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Padma : Yeah, okay SHARE. Eh, i know you purposely changed the gender so that people won't know it's me, but deep inside, i know luh =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Andrea : Hahah! Hello! (: It's alright. Make sure you don't walk in the rain anymore, if not you'll fall sick. Like one of my friends.... tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Carol : Yeah. SUPER HAPPY! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Yiying : Woah. Who was your mascot? Don't say that luh, your class has your class's abilities too! FOR EXAMPLE, they have this class person uh, who's in string and mep, and is like SUPER PRO in violin. Do you know who she is? Damn pro luh. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Rachell : YOU FORGOT! tsk tsk. Okay. i'll forgive you -.- Hahahs. i'm from THREE SEVEN! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Rachel : Aw. THANKYOU! (: Yeah, cheer leading thingy was cool. THANKYOU THANKYOU THANKYOU! (: you hyper hyped up junior! :D i still remember the " whatever you have, i also have" -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-1450423996830878086?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/1450423996830878086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=1450423996830878086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/1450423996830878086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/1450423996830878086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/04/tag-replies.html' title='TAG REPLIES.'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-8485607673425376018</id><published>2009-04-09T19:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T19:35:39.501+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports day.'/><title type='text'>TKGS SPORTS DAY 2009</title><content type='html'>Okay. so since it's good friday tomorrow... Let me post about yesterday and today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday....&lt;br /&gt;TKGS Sports Day 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle was an &lt;em&gt;individual overall champion&lt;/em&gt;! She's like our class pride, seriously. (:  Super happy uh. She won pretty a lot of golds for our class. Teehee. Claps claps! Won 100m and 200m i think. Myahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our class got &lt;em&gt;2nd for 4 x 100m&lt;/em&gt;! Ratana &gt; Zhengyao &gt; Sharon &gt; Michelle. 3e5 got first! Saw shabrina run, super proud of her! (: Woosh. It was quite heart pain to run for 4 x 100m, for me uh. Cause i was up against shabrina and filzah. And like, we all once ran together for 2e8. And like, just in a blink of an eye, we have to compete against each other. Hais. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the &lt;em&gt;mascot competition&lt;/em&gt;, we were &lt;em&gt;3rd&lt;/em&gt;! Yay! (: Hui Ling really did put in a lot of effort into the mascot! CLAPS CLAPS! (: We were SPECIAL. Myahaha. I'm starting to love giraffes! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cheerleading! &lt;3&gt;Okay, so i'm guessing you all must be wondering why i'm so happy about cheer leading?] Let me tell you why. No wait, results first. 1st place = 3e8, 2nd place = 3e7. [i know the natural feeling is to be sad... ] Okay so hear goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On sports day, we really were confident of winning, really. When we did sound check and everything, all seemed to be able to move on smoothly. But when the real thing came, there were some problems with the music and we couldn't catch the beat to come in, so it was like really messy and not well performed. :/ Everyone felt a little sore at the end of it all cause we did put in a hell lot of effort in cheer leading, really really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I'M REALLY REALLY PROUD OF 3E7! &lt;3 Come on, who would expect us to even get into the finals? like seriously. And no it's not luck. It was one whole march holiday we spent together to practice. I think i've been to the hostel even more hours than i've been at tuition for a month. Hahah. So i guess it was natural to feel a bit heart pain uh. I did get a little upset too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, i wasn't supposed to participate in cheer leading. Hahah. I really have to thank wangye. Hee hee, She's a really really awesome dance partner! (: Very very cool! Yay. We did have struggles trying to find appropriate dance steps and all, but hey, we did made it through. tsk tsk, so sad that the school didn't have the chance to watch our whole beautiful choreography. Myahaha. Blame it on the bad sound system. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i got back from the whole experience is that,&lt;br /&gt;1. Doesn't mean that people who take triple science cannot shake their butts yo! =P&lt;br /&gt;2. Hard work really pays off.&lt;br /&gt;3. Change is painfull, but without it, you won't succeed [ sorry, i kop from wangye. HAHA. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's one thing that i got back, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;friendship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. The most important thing. Without the pracitces, i doubt my class will be what it is today. yay. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou for all the people that cheered me on during sports day! &lt;3 Keep telling me not to gan chiong and all. THANKYOU LOADS! (: Especially tracy tan! Hahaha. THANKYOU AHAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait wait, you haven't heard the best part of all this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;3E7 OWNED SPORTS DAY CAUSE WE WERE THE OVERALL CHAMPION CLASS! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Myahahahaha. If i'm not wrong, according to the challenge trophy... for the past 10 years, class of 3e7 has never won it before, WE MADE HISTORY YO! (: I love my class, for nuts! We really are one hell of a bonded class. Myahahaha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so i've just realised that my post is too long. Whoops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-8485607673425376018?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/8485607673425376018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=8485607673425376018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/8485607673425376018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/8485607673425376018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/04/tkgs-sports-day-2009.html' title='TKGS SPORTS DAY 2009'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-7037356153128058800</id><published>2009-04-07T00:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T00:48:56.477+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag replies. seniors. busy busy.'/><title type='text'>HANG IN THERE!</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since i last slept this late! Just finished studying with Xu Zhen online. It's pretty cool and very very productive. Teehee. Tiring though. I mean, to cram everything. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's going to be busy. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;-Chem FT&lt;br /&gt;-Bio FT&lt;br /&gt;-A Math D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;-Sports day! :D&lt;br /&gt;-Strings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday&lt;br /&gt;-Physics FT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;-HOLIDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there's a list of things that's going to keep me busy!&lt;br /&gt;-Formative Tests [this week]&lt;br /&gt;-Sports Day [this week]&lt;br /&gt;-SYF [29th April]&lt;br /&gt;-MYEs [21st April]&lt;br /&gt;-MEP concert&lt;br /&gt;-MEP camp&lt;br /&gt;-SYFO concert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i end off, want to say something to my seniors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I know you're really really stressed now. But, jiayous okay! I don't know how i can help, but i can tell you that i'll be a listening ear whenever yups! Believe you can do it cause i know all my seniors can! JIAYOUS! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag replies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Padma : Aye, dont' you dare. I will STAB you. Myahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Muriel : Hey junior! (: must call me BANANA SENIOR. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Wang Ye : Hey extra :D Yeah kayy. link you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Weiling : I got new violin luh. NICE NICE. next time i post picture. DAMN SEXY UH MY VIOLIN! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Xu Zhen : This birthday maybe cannot buy for you, i plan big big one next year. Hahahaha! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Carol : Hey! (: Is your wound healing? Any better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Padma : Woah who uh? ME RIGHT. yeah i know :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Natalie : Yes, i know you know. HAHAHHA. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Vanessa : Haiyoo. why?! tsk tsk. Tell me the next time okay. CHILL CHILL (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Weiling : Yeah. i know. NICE RIGHT. my camera's COOL. eh sleep earlier okay! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-7037356153128058800?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/7037356153128058800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=7037356153128058800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/7037356153128058800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/7037356153128058800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/04/hang-in-there.html' title='HANG IN THERE!'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-8365311872068943554</id><published>2009-03-28T11:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T11:13:14.804+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camera photos 2'/><title type='text'>Photos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Sc2U65myTLI/AAAAAAAAALk/wJCkItr0S8Y/s1600-h/074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318070474611248306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Sc2U65myTLI/AAAAAAAAALk/wJCkItr0S8Y/s320/074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; RACHAEL my bass buddy since FOREVER. &lt;3 ! Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Sc2Uv78P0LI/AAAAAAAAALc/BySqaMbpwpk/s1600-h/061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318070286259572914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Sc2Uv78P0LI/AAAAAAAAALc/BySqaMbpwpk/s320/061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm sure you know why i wanted to upload this picture. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Sc2UiR7dMMI/AAAAAAAAALU/NlIdso1nAOE/s1600-h/040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318070051643666626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Sc2UiR7dMMI/AAAAAAAAALU/NlIdso1nAOE/s320/040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, you'll be able to see a faded rainbow in the picture. 2 rainbows! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Sc2UX5O6cEI/AAAAAAAAALM/HVsOyJJprOk/s1600-h/033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318069873215696962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Sc2UX5O6cEI/AAAAAAAAALM/HVsOyJJprOk/s320/033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wanted to upload this a long time ago. This was one of my birthday cakes. This was from my parents (: It was supposed to be a double bass but they didn't have the shape, so it became a guitar. But, I LOVE IT! (: LOVE LOVE LOVE. Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6140662849725266416-8365311872068943554?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/8365311872068943554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=8365311872068943554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/8365311872068943554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/8365311872068943554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/03/photos_28.html' title='Photos!'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Sc2U65myTLI/AAAAAAAAALk/wJCkItr0S8Y/s72-c/074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-8068998425905879982</id><published>2009-03-28T10:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T11:04:36.795+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camera photos'/><title type='text'>Photos!</title><content type='html'>Decided to upload some pictures i took using my phone. The camera's like AWESOME. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Sc2RWL1Ka7I/AAAAAAAAALE/lxwGQUW1xh0/s1600-h/082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318066545313344434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Sc2RWL1Ka7I/AAAAAAAAALE/lxwGQUW1xh0/s320/082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just finished packing up my room. Myahah. My sister didn't help cause she thought that the room was perfectly clean. Before, it's like... YOU CAN'T SEE THE TABLE TOP. But look! Yay, so happy it's CLEAN. (: If you can't imagine, look at the stacks of books on the left, try stacking for the WHOLE table. yes, that's messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Sc2RLAzb74I/AAAAAAAAAK8/W3qisQ37yTI/s1600-h/056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318066353374752642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Sc2RLAzb74I/AAAAAAAAAK8/W3qisQ37yTI/s320/056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took this a few weeks back. My pretty and awesome mother! Yay. (: I miss her D; I know everyone thinks my mother is damn chio. :D Oh this was on a carousel in KLP. Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Sc2RAHzT-QI/AAAAAAAAAK0/jByINdYeTHM/s1600-h/045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318066166274717954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Sc2RAHzT-QI/AAAAAAAAAK0/jByINdYeTHM/s320/045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEILING! Haha. This was on the day that i went to VJC for sports heats (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Sc2QyfOPB_I/AAAAAAAAAKs/Ps9uMa4SVbE/s1600-h/080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318065932043487218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Sc2QyfOPB_I/AAAAAAAAAKs/Ps9uMa4SVbE/s320/080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wonderful and chim chim "si zi". It's like, you write the words so many times that you go crazy and you remember the words (: I got full marks for my spelling on these words kay! Myahaha. Hard work DOES pay off (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Sc2QiYkqJAI/AAAAAAAAAKk/go1fqavz8oI/s1600-h/075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318065655380583426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Sc2QiYkqJAI/AAAAAAAAAKk/go1fqavz8oI/s320/075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After YS concert! (: Dai mei, Rachael, Ratana, Hua Zhen, Ming min. I think the dress makes everyone looks CLASSY. My classmates told me i look mature -.- I don't okay! I'm still very kiddy. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/6140662849725266416-8068998425905879982?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/8068998425905879982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=8068998425905879982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/8068998425905879982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/8068998425905879982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/03/photos.html' title='Photos!'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Sc2RWL1Ka7I/AAAAAAAAALE/lxwGQUW1xh0/s72-c/082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-5730952468130806344</id><published>2009-03-20T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T00:11:09.828+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheerleading. string. practice. giraffe.'/><title type='text'>THREE SEVEN OWNS CHEERLEADING!</title><content type='html'>Decided to make some changes to my blog. Sorry if the font's really small! :/ Finally updated my links to all the various blogs. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school pretty early today. I had a lot of fun trying to make Wang Ye's hair stand. Myahaha. Had the cheerleading thing. Don't really have a lot to say about it. But i know one thing, it has brought us closer to each other. In this past week of seeing each other for everyday, you can say that we bonded. Teehee. Now, everyone has become RETARDED. like ME. yay! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and have to thank Hui Ling for the giraffeeeee. She spend a hell lot of time on it! (: And i know EVERYONE LOVES THE GIRAFFE! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch together after that at eatz culture. Come to think about it, I feel very bad now cause we made a lot of noise. :/ WHOOPS. Yes, i'll try to refrain from being high. Haha. One tries. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;String was inspiring today. I thought it was FUN! (: During combined, I was in a constant state of trying to let my hair fly when we play very dramatically. Myahaha. IT WORKS. And looks super cool too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have practice for 6 hours consecutive later in the day D: I hope i can survive [background : I will survive!] -.- Yeah okay, anyways, I'M REALLY HUNGRY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-5730952468130806344?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/5730952468130806344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=5730952468130806344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/5730952468130806344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/5730952468130806344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/03/three-seven-owns-cheerleading.html' title='THREE SEVEN OWNS CHEERLEADING!'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-7498470024608102517</id><published>2009-03-19T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T23:40:25.319+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red lobster.seniors. march holidays.'/><title type='text'>MARCH HOLIDAYS. GONEEE.</title><content type='html'>This week really passed very quickly. Back to school again soon! Rawr. Have been going back to school almost everyday? But it's was okay cause in these few days i had LOADS of fun (: It started off with some inspiration, then a lot of fustrations and then a glimpse of hope. Part of life's process. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have LOADS of homework to complete. Thinking of it just turns me off BIG TIME. [wait. i need to say something... I'M REALLY REALLY HUNGRY] Yeah, so anyways. I have to make sure i finish it. Chiong luh. Should be able to make it (: Don't get the wrong idea, it's not that i don't want to do, But i haven't got the time. I Promise! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concert is coming. I C.A.N.T. W.A.I.T. :DDD Aching muscles are killing me D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly feel as if i haven't talked to Weiling and Carol for like SUPER LONG. Miss talking to them LOADS. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling soooo exhausted. Talking to Weiling. She changed her display name to "RatanaLau" and it superbly freaked me out. Like, since when i knew another Ratana. She scared my guts away... Ahhhhh. Hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister was at ECP today with her friends, she came back BLACK. No wait. RED. haha! RED LOBSTER! -.- Inside joke. Teehee (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to wake up really early tomorrow. Shall end here (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-7498470024608102517?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/7498470024608102517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=7498470024608102517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/7498470024608102517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/7498470024608102517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-holidays-goneee.html' title='MARCH HOLIDAYS. GONEEE.'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-7583515841631291328</id><published>2009-03-15T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T22:27:20.203+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hw'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schedule'/><title type='text'>HOMEWORK. &amp; SCHEDULE.</title><content type='html'>Inspired by Michelle Lee, I decided to write out my schedule and homework for this march hols. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HOMEWORK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- &lt;/em&gt;Biology WS [enzymes]&lt;br /&gt;- Biology Practical Book Corrections&lt;br /&gt;- Biology WS 5.1 &amp;amp; 5.2&lt;br /&gt;- Chemistry WB pg 38&lt;br /&gt;- Physics WS [free fall]&lt;br /&gt;- Physics WS [energy]&lt;br /&gt;- MUST MUST REVISE PHYSICS!&lt;br /&gt;- A Math Heymath Online WS&lt;br /&gt;- A Math Ex. 2.7-2.9&lt;br /&gt;- A Math Ex. 1&lt;br /&gt;- E Math WS [linear inequalities]&lt;br /&gt;- E Math Papers [Temasek Sec]&lt;br /&gt;- E Math Papers [CCH]&lt;br /&gt;- E Math Papers [CTSS]&lt;br /&gt;- English Project research&lt;br /&gt;- OMG OMG OMG! Chinese Spelling D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Let's look on the bright side, I don't have geog and ss homework! (:&lt;br /&gt;No wait, there's piano, mep, tuition hw. D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Schedule&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Monday :&lt;br /&gt;Cheerleading thingy. [8-11]&lt;br /&gt;SNYS [2-5]&lt;br /&gt;Bass tuition [7-8]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday :&lt;br /&gt;String&lt;br /&gt;SNYS [2-5]&lt;br /&gt;Math Tuition [7-9]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday :&lt;br /&gt;String&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday :&lt;br /&gt;Piano&lt;br /&gt;SNYS [7:30-9:30]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday :&lt;br /&gt;String&lt;br /&gt;Math Tuition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tsk tsk. Hahaahs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-7583515841631291328?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/7583515841631291328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=7583515841631291328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/7583515841631291328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/7583515841631291328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/03/homework-schedule.html' title='HOMEWORK. &amp; SCHEDULE.'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-7252796610758844003</id><published>2009-03-15T15:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T15:13:54.910+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert. week. march hols.'/><title type='text'>SNYS concert coming!</title><content type='html'>monday :&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday :&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday :&lt;br /&gt;e learning? Oh! yeah. I think. headed to Bishan Library to do my e learning. Had to chiong everything but managed to complete all in time. Yay. ;D MEP concert auditions didn't go very well. [ results will be coming out soon, i HOPE. Don't have to wait in agony. HAHAHA. ] SNYS practice was BEYOND AWESOME. LOVE LOVE LOVED IT. yay (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday :&lt;br /&gt;i can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday :&lt;br /&gt;Had sort of a farewell thing for Anusha. Going to miss her loads! She's been great fun. Hope she'll do well in Germany. (: Almost everyone in class broke down crying, :/ I didn't. [ cold blooded person. tsk tsk. ] Oh. and i had a really bad day at string.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday :&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Shira and Hui Ling in school at 9 30. Choreographed some steps for the cheer leading thingy. So fun! Took a walk to the Dunman Hostel at 12 plus. Hui Ling and I were screaming and screaming when no one was looking. HAHA! (: Don't worry, we were discreet. (: Practiced a hell lot at the hostel. Had LOADS of fun! But a lot of changes were made. Oh and, MY CLASS PEOPLE HAS MANY HIDDEN TALENTS. [dong dong &amp;amp; mengqi are like awesomely FAST runners! wang ye's like a born dancer! ] Hahah. I LOVE MY CLASS (: I took a peep at the facilities at the hostel... SOOO COOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today! :&lt;br /&gt;Muscles ached like MAD. went for a swim at OCC in the morning. blogging, will study later... i THINK. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;March holidays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be busy for the whole week! ): I hope i'll organise myself SOOOO well that i'll have time to study and revise too! CONCERT IS ON THE SUNDAY. MYAHAHAHAHA. yay yay yay! &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3 [sorry, i'm really high now. ] Will have loads of SNYS and String practices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TATA! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY REALLY CAN'T WAIT FOR THE CONCERT. YAY YAY YAY! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-7252796610758844003?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/7252796610758844003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=7252796610758844003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/7252796610758844003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/7252796610758844003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/03/snys-concert-coming.html' title='SNYS concert coming!'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-3081265624147032472</id><published>2009-03-08T01:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T01:25:02.272+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list of things to do'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carousel. a math'/><title type='text'>Our little carousel</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since i last stayed up after midnight. Teehee. Went out for dinner and coffee just now at Kallang Leisure center placee. My godbrothers, sister and myself were being retarded playing on the children's erm carousel. Have some pictures! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just practiced some a math questions. Found it really really repetitive and very tedious to do. But somehow, it's relieving. Cause that means that I won't have to rack my brains like how i'd have to for e math. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List of things i HAVE TO accomplish later :&lt;br /&gt;-Practice for MEP concert auditions.&lt;br /&gt;-Practice Piano pieces.&lt;br /&gt;-Finish A Math assignment exercises.&lt;br /&gt;-Practice on Polynomials, Surds and Indices.&lt;br /&gt;-Finish up all the Geog WB hw.&lt;br /&gt;-File Geog file, update on "targets" :/&lt;br /&gt;-Sign form for class tee!&lt;br /&gt;-E Math WS Chapter 2.&lt;br /&gt;-Biology practical book&lt;br /&gt;-E learning trial!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zomg, hais. Haha. I find sec 3 life really really more stressful and busy compared to sec 1 &amp;amp; 2. Where most of the time, I spend talking online and playing pet society. Hahah. Now it's just sleep, study, sleep, practice. But i'm sure it's worth it (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-3081265624147032472?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/3081265624147032472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=3081265624147032472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/3081265624147032472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/3081265624147032472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/03/our-little-carousel.html' title='Our little carousel'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-4022830487400677673</id><published>2009-03-06T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T23:25:34.042+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='week&apos;s post.'/><title type='text'>hais.</title><content type='html'>monday :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons were alright. PE was fun cause we played erm captain's ball. Went to VJC for sports heats. We were FIRST. I'll definately be able to run faster on sports day. Monday was just distracting. :/ I'll improve! So that michelle doesn't have to waste anymore energy. Was at VJC for a while with Weiling. She taught me SURDS. And now, i THINK i'm a surds pro. haha. hopefully! I skipped bass tuition. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the doctors cause i found a lump at my 3rd contrajunction thingy. It's a little lower from my collarbone. Skipped school. Went for ultrasound scan. Saw the doctor twice. Spend the whole day there. My mum thought it was a cyst. The doctor also thought it was a cyst. But no, it's just inflammation. But it hurts, like SUPER. :/ I skipped piano ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, it was a busy day. Had my first lesson with Mrs Sim [new biology teacher] and Ms Aisyah [NIE trainee teacher for chem]. I think they both are okay. Ms Aisyah's like a really cool chemistry teacher. For once in sec 3, my chem paper was neat and lengthy and had a lot of content. :D Had SNYS practice which was really really fun. Loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;performed in the hall today as strings. Nothing much to say actually. Went for MEP and we had an opera workshop. It was fun. But i really cannot stare into the people's eyes. I get frightened, a lot. HAHA. Oh and the translation of the opera was really NO LINK. Interesting to watch though (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slackiest lesson day. Went for Javelin heats today. Didn't throw very well but okay, i was quite happy (: Muttons came today, but i didn't bother going to the hall to see. Oh, and i've injured my forearm. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum's leaving for a business trip for a month. rawr. I'm going to miss her soooo bad. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-4022830487400677673?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/4022830487400677673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=4022830487400677673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/4022830487400677673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/4022830487400677673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/03/hais.html' title='hais.'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-4447570354772279206</id><published>2009-03-01T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T21:24:33.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At this point of time when my brain cells are dying and my skull is rotting...&lt;br /&gt;THANKYOU ATHIRAH for being the only one that understands and is willing to listen to me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No i'm not having raging hormones. Just that i'm having a different perspective of a certain issue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-4447570354772279206?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/4447570354772279206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=4447570354772279206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/4447570354772279206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/4447570354772279206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/03/at-this-point-of-time-when-my-brain.html' title=''/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-1885754759788289482</id><published>2009-02-28T18:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T19:05:21.070+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CA results. ms shah. upcoming events. biology pract.'/><title type='text'>Bye ms shah! ):</title><content type='html'>This week has been pretty busy and i've been using the computer too frequently. BOO. No discipline. grahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back most of my papers already. Really expected more from myself for Biology and Chemistry. But I'm super glad i passed E Math and Physics. Myahahah :D I know i didn't study hard enough for Geog so can't say anything uh. But overall, I'm happy i passed all my subjects. WOOSH. Close shave. Must put in more effort! :/ Easier said than done.Okay so I've got 1A, 3Bs and 3Cs. still waiting for SS, English and Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the scholars in my class are really getting As for almost every subject. But it's okay cause they're being really nice about it and aren't showing off. And i really have to thank them for wanting to teach me when i absolutely don't understand what the teachers have said. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms shah officially isn't out Biology teacher already. :( We had our last lesson on thursday and she was trying to convince us that the next teacher will be a good one. But we were persistent. Myahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ms shah : If mrs sim tells you the colour is red and you remember me saying blue, take it as red okay?&lt;br /&gt;Class : Noooo!&lt;br /&gt;Ms shah : No! you must take it as red....Would you rather believe a professional gardener or a person that likes flowers?&lt;br /&gt;Class : A person that likes flowers!&lt;br /&gt;Ms shah gives up. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAAH. She gave each of her student a laminated plant cell gift. I couldn't recognise the plant cell. HAHA. But it was really cool luh. Thankyou thankyou thankyou thankyou. I shan't say what our class gave her. (: Oh man. I'M GOING TO MISS BIOLOGY LESSONS WITH MS SHAH. grahh. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been having loads of meetings and stuffs going on. oh yes. I'm going to be actively taking part in sports day. :/ HAHA. 4x100m on monday. I'm scared cause i haven't trained. Aiyah. I hope hope hope by some miracle chance i won't fall and i'll run at lightning speed and not pull my class down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PB Bake sale on tuesday! SELL SELL SELL.Myahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performance on thursday! SHOOT SHOOT SHOOT. grahhh. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have loads of homework to clear. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WAIT. I NEED TO SUPERBLY TALK ABOUT MY BIOLOGY PRACTICAL THE OTHER DAY. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're supposed to test for food colouring.&lt;br /&gt;-biuret's test&lt;br /&gt;-benedict's test&lt;br /&gt;-emulsion test&lt;br /&gt;-iodine's test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"eh where's benedict?!" -Michelle&lt;br /&gt;"oh i don't know. why he run away!" -Ratana&lt;br /&gt;(-.-) -Michelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(CONCENTRATED REALLY HARD on decanting the distilled water from the cucumber thingy) -Ratana&lt;br /&gt;"BOOYAH!"-Ms shah&lt;br /&gt;"zomg! my heart!It went to the other side of the world and came back!" - Ratana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(holds on to the beakers and tries to act macho) -Ratana&lt;br /&gt;"eh! dont' be dumb lah let go!"-Michelle&lt;br /&gt;"shoot! hot hot hot!"-Ratana&lt;br /&gt;(forgot to let go... -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once i didn't light up the green flame for the bunsen burner. YAY. :D&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't get the emulsion test and the iodine test looked like ginger with soy sauce. HAHA. I couldn't do the benedict's test either! Grahhh.&lt;br /&gt;But it was damn fun! Teehee. :D And super scary cause we had a time limit and everyone was sooo like " omg. hurry hurry! shoot!" HAHAHA. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-1885754759788289482?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/1885754759788289482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=1885754759788289482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/1885754759788289482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/1885754759788289482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/02/bye-ms-shah.html' title='Bye ms shah! ):'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-6082762461698186116</id><published>2009-02-22T09:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T16:49:59.679+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='practice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letters'/><title type='text'>tiring day. celebration</title><content type='html'>Had bass practice from 9 - 2.30 yesterday. was it tiring? YEAH. But i had a lot of fun! Coincidentally met some of the smss netballers. Catched up a little and then headed into the music room for practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I can officially say that my sightreading is superbly horrible. Even though it's only bass clef. I was like thinking how I sucked soo bad. Don't care man, going to practice hard. I'm going to make sure I leave a good impression of TK! Woosh. There were other people from HCI, Nanyang, Nan Qiao, SAF, SOTA and SNYO. There was this guy from HCI in the same desk as me. SUPERLY pro. I must reach his standard. Myahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed some lunch with Felicia, Emmerlyn and Mingmin after that. Stuffed prata down my throat. :/ Then had YS practice. I felt super tired luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Felicia and Hui Ling after that. Met ms shah, couldn't really recognise her. Hah. We left watched 'He's just not that into you'. It was funny. Nice to watch with them luh! :D Took mrt to downtown with them also. (: Must watch movie together again! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate at this north indian restaurant. My dad reserved a place there. Super cool. LOVE THE FOOD. (: Ate with my godbrothers also. We were sharing jokes. Heehee. Oh yes and there was this family celebrating birthday too, and we sang the song together with them! HAHA. SUPER FUN. [ can you imagine the few of us singing with them? ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to budget terminal and spend some time at Hans. Went back home to sleep (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to get back Biology CA tomorrow ): I really hope I do well! * cross fingers * Have soo many letters to write. But no worries! Will try my best to write! (: Carol, Rachel, Rachell, Peiyi, Vanessa, Cheryl, Nurul, Jaeni. Okay. I try! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-6082762461698186116?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/6082762461698186116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=6082762461698186116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/6082762461698186116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/6082762461698186116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/02/tiring-day-celebration.html' title='tiring day. celebration'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-8127687260201345180</id><published>2009-02-19T23:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T23:22:40.452+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MEP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CAs over'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18th Feb'/><title type='text'>CAs over, MEP, 18th Feb</title><content type='html'>18th Feb was the BOMB. :D Really really have a lot of people to thank! THANKYOU to everyone that wished me! Includes belated or advanced! (: Especially have to thank 3/7! Felicia, Hui Ling, Cherlyn, Charlene, Tracy Tan, Shermaine. You guys made my day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, for everyone else that didn't know what happened. We had a birthday cake and a "treasure hunt" which was very very im prompt to. THANKYOUU. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, and thankyou for all the presents! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really had loads and loads of fun! Woohoo. It's like my best birthday everrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juniors were also very nice. (: Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a GUITAR AGAR AGAR cake that my mum bought (: ( oh yes,  i got to practice on my biology practical on cutting up agar agar. :D ) My mum wanted to get a double bass agar agar but they didn't have the shape :/ So it ended up with a GUITAR. But, it was really really a pretty cake and I was SUPER shocked. ahah (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post up pictures when i can kop! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man. I MISS THE SENIORS ): Some of them will be back tomorrow, yay. Haven't catched up with them for a LONGG LONGG TIMEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CA week is FINALLY OVERRRR. I'm really really glad. But don't want the next week to come. Hahah. THE RESULTS. *gasps* Collected back MEP results already. Maintained. Quite shocked for 2-part harmony. I thought i wouldn't do well. but okay luh. I'm quite impressed. Myahahah -.- THANKYOU MS TONG :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We learned about Japanese music today. - NOH. It was fun. Rachael and I acted out this scene thing with the masks. SOO MUCH FUN! :D We have it filmed. So if you manage to catch the video somewhere, good for you. Haha. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-8127687260201345180?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/8127687260201345180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=8127687260201345180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/8127687260201345180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/8127687260201345180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/02/cas-over-mep-18th-feb.html' title='CAs over, MEP, 18th Feb'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-1932622669469223409</id><published>2009-02-18T18:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T18:07:41.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-1932622669469223409?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/1932622669469223409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=1932622669469223409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/1932622669469223409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/1932622669469223409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-5727877656083114466</id><published>2009-02-08T17:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T18:18:52.838+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CAs.'/><title type='text'>CAs</title><content type='html'>This week has been super busy! Meetings, Spring tests, String, Pb. Oh wait I forgot, studies. :/ CAs are in week 7! [ Which is 2nd week from now.] Not prepared at all. We have a change of SS teacher, now it's MS IRENE NG. She's really nice! And teaches super uber well. Damn funny. Even my toes laugh luh -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the lessons have been quite boring. Sort of. But Bio has been really really fun! Haha. I still remember " Higher concentration of water to a lower concentration of PUPPIES!". Heehee. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese Compre test wasn't very good :/ I mean, wasn't very easy. And there wasn't a lot of time. Or maybe cause my reading skills are too slow :( Hopefully, I can pass with walking colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite happy that I did pretty well for A Math Spring test :D My E Math has big issues :/ Hais. DOTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think i'll be able to blog for the next few weeks cause need to prepare for CAs ): IT'S SO SAD I HAVE CAs IN WEEK 7 OF FEB. ): *hint hint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag Replies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Rachel Tan : Why call me senior? So weird :/ Okay lah. Also can. :D Funny uh? Cool. THANKS :D Yeah will link when I have time okay.  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Carol : Yeah i heard from Suzanna about the ECP thing! Hahahs. CAROL THE TOASTED BREAD. Eh. Miss talking to you and weiling man. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Padma : Eh. STOP MAKING ME JEALOUS! :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Yiying : EH YOU. Hahas. So funny when talking to you. :D Erm. Yups she's in YS. (: Will link!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : OMAR : EH! hahas. OMAR. happy cny to you also! Hope we'll do well for CAs! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-5727877656083114466?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/5727877656083114466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=5727877656083114466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/5727877656083114466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/5727877656083114466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/02/cas.html' title='CAs'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-5922209939983833652</id><published>2009-01-31T09:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T09:44:34.358+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OBS journal. CNY. CAs.'/><title type='text'>OBS journal. CNY visiting.CAs</title><content type='html'>It's been a week of CNY visiting! I'm still going out for visiting later. Haven't exactly decided what clothes to wear :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still thinking about OBS! Don't know if it's a good thing or not. Somehow, I managed to finish my OBS journal. I was telling Weiling how i exceeded the word limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Eh. I exceeded the word limit.&lt;br /&gt;Weiling : Then you take out all the nonsense lah.&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Take out already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i had written all the nonsense. I think it'd be a 10000000 word essay. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the CAs and tests are coming! Just right after OBS. ): Just did E Math and A Math quiz a few days ago. Blueah. Loads and loads of careless mistakes. Feel like calling myself a SOTONGGG. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few concerts coming up! Anyone interested to watch RATANA LAU, must come tell me okay? Haha. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-5922209939983833652?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/5922209939983833652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=5922209939983833652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/5922209939983833652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/5922209939983833652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/01/obs-journal-cny-visitingcas.html' title='OBS journal. CNY visiting.CAs'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-8047034323294286228</id><published>2009-01-27T22:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T22:08:10.166+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CNY'/><title type='text'>CNY</title><content type='html'>HAPPY CNY! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have been too caught up about OBS that I almost forgot to post about CNY! This year's CNY visiting has been quite nice/slack. I keep thinking about my homework too :/ Spent most of my time with my godparents and their children. We'd go for supper till like 3 plus. Talk about "mosquitoes at high class restaurants" Haha. Quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend some time smsing Carol about stuff (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy that I met all those people that i only get to meet once a year. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feb is coming! So soon! I haven't even got to know Jan. -.- :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-8047034323294286228?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/8047034323294286228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=8047034323294286228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/8047034323294286228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/8047034323294286228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/01/cny.html' title='CNY'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-4302247854691443130</id><published>2009-01-27T21:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T22:00:09.322+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OBS [4]'/><title type='text'>obs [4]</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;The last part of my super long OBS post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Charlene, Hui Ling, Felicia and I woke up at 5. [Before that, we went to the toilet at about 3 plus. And we saw all the instructors in hammocks, all wrapped up. At first I thought they were really huge cuckoons. :D] We needed to collect back all our missing stuffs so we decided to wake up earlier. We had to find some tent pegs, a main tent and a brush. And we also needed to scrub off the soot from the cooking materials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felicia and I used the brushes and started scrubbing from about 5:30. I thought the materials were supppeeerr clean already, but apparently they all got rejected by Nadiah when she came checking in the later part of the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to a place near to the washing area, and we used mud to scrub the materials. THEY REALLY WORK. It was a super cool effect! At first no one wanted to mud scrub, but I thought it was quite fun. After a while, I started to think that the mud smelled like POTATOES. So I naturally thought that my fingers smelled like potatoes :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After scrubbing for a while, I wanted to give up. Not because I was tired, but cause I didn't feel like doing it. Teehee. We'd send some to Nadiah, and everytime someone come back with rejection, i'd scream " I HATE REJECTION! " like really really loud. SO FUN. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had a "closing ceremony" by Nadiah to our group, then another one by the principal and Hyzue. It was soooo touching uh. I was seriously super reluctant to go back. But what to do?! Mdm lim and Mr Seah was there to "bring us back". :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Overall, I think OBS was really a blast. I'm so used to the outdoors already. Ants have seriously become my bestfriends. I have to thank everyone for everything. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-4302247854691443130?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/4302247854691443130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=4302247854691443130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/4302247854691443130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/4302247854691443130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/01/obs-4.html' title='obs [4]'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-7335734586389442665</id><published>2009-01-26T13:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T13:49:50.358+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OBS [3]'/><title type='text'>OBS [3]</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Continued post 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Nadiah told us that the trekking would take roughly about 1/2 hr, but in the end, we only took 20 minutes to get back to camp 2. I was telling Felicia that it'd be our last times as sweepers already.So sad uh. No other chance to do it. Haha. [ Not roadsweepers! ] We were the first team to reach back to camp 2. So we spent some time resting outside our store and then spent a while packing and checking the stuffs in the store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da Gama's so efficient yo! We'd always think that we're very slow, but we end up being one of the first groups. Teehee [EGOISTIC RATANA]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadiah told us that we were only allowed to take up some space to dry our things but we ended up taking LOADS of place :D Must clean up the ponchos, tents, lifejacket AND. SMELLY CLOTHING. :D After a while, when the instructors saw all the smelly clothing on the floor, Nadiah told me that there were clothes lines at the washing area. About 15 minutes later.... I was walking back to the store with Nadiah and I saw censored stuff hanging on the clothes line. YUCK. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that, we had some time to cook and eat. It was our "last dinner". ):&lt;br /&gt;Appetizer : Bread with some raisins and milo/ovaltine mixture&lt;br /&gt;Main Course : 1) Luncheon meat, egg with rice&lt;br /&gt;2) mixed vege&lt;br /&gt;Dessert : Apples with coffee and isotonic mixture. :/&lt;br /&gt;We had a special from Nadiah which was APPLE CRUMBLE. She made it for us. Super nice! We all liked it. :D Madhu had the previledge of trying it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the watches gathered at around 8 plus and we were brief by the instructors about this thing called the 200 SECONDS CHALLENGE. We're supposed to play 5 games in 200 seconds( 3 minutes 20 seconds). [1st : giant skipping [8ppl], 2nd : jigsaw puzzle [8ppl], 3rd : continuous looping [8 ppl], 4th : newspaper relay [8ppl], 5th : watch cheer! [16ppl] ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought my watch did a really really good job. It really pulled us all together. Everyone trusted in each other's abilities and did their best (: I thought our teamwork was really at it's peak. Everytime we tried, we motivated and encouraged each other. We prevented mistakes and improved. I really really felt supppeeeerr happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, and it was one of our last tries already and I wanted to say something that will really make everyone motivated. So i said " Okay, we must prove to Nadiah! Show her that we can do it!" And everyone was like " yeah!" [like really loudly] SO FUNNY. And that night, I lost my voice cause i kept shouting and shouting. [yes, i was nuts]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night i did managed to get about 4 hours of sleep. It was a happy good sleep. (: Just that, I didn't use my jacket or anything and I wasn't wearing long pants, so I almost froze to death in the early morning. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-7335734586389442665?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/7335734586389442665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=7335734586389442665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/7335734586389442665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/7335734586389442665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/01/obs-3.html' title='OBS [3]'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-1215804355670666290</id><published>2009-01-25T14:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T15:00:53.240+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miserableeeee.'/><title type='text'>OBS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Me: Ayeeeeee. I feel like dyinggggg. ):&lt;br /&gt;My sister : Like what the photoframe says " there's something about OBS that stays with you". For people like you, it's the AGONY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'm sooo borreeeedddd.&lt;br /&gt;Dad : Come help put up the curtains. Help your mother.&lt;br /&gt;Me : Huh? Dont' wantttt.&lt;br /&gt;Mum : See, come back from OBS then don't love me already&lt;br /&gt;Dad : She don't even love me, of course she don't love you luh.&lt;br /&gt;Mum : No what, should be me first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;STUPID OBS, MAKE ME FEEL SO MISERABLE AND DEADED. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-1215804355670666290?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/1215804355670666290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=1215804355670666290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/1215804355670666290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/1215804355670666290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/01/obs.html' title='OBS!'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-3588011105463801140</id><published>2009-01-25T08:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T09:02:48.111+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OBS [2]'/><title type='text'>OBS [2]</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Continued post of OBS.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night at Kekek was the first night I really really didn't get any sleep AT ALL. Charlene and I couldn't sleep. We'd wake up and then talk and then go back to rest. [Haha. VERY FUNNY] And we woke up early for night watch. Guess what! We realised that the previous group wasn't there to do night watch! Luckily Xinyao set the alarm. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our 3rd day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to get ready [unpitched tents, kept cooking stuff, backpacks ready] by 7 plus i think. We were a little tiny bit late. [ I really didn't want to be late that day! ): ]. After packing, Nadiah sat us in a circle and asked us to write journals. Felicia, Hui Ling, Charlene and I went to sit somewhere nearer to the sea where there was LOADS of sunshine and sea breeze. [that woke me up a little (: ] That was our first reflections of the course. This was when everyone started pouring out how they actually felt. [heavy backpacks and all]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we took our backpacks and moved towards the QUARRY. It was where we had to design and build our own rafts so that we could enter the quarry. No, we didn't succeed. But it was a successful activity. Nadiah told us that even though we didn' build the raft, it was a success. Cause we helped each other out. No matter what help, moral, tying of rope, holding up the pipes... Everyone played a part. SO WE WERE ALL HAPPY PEOPLE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, I wasn't exactly there to build the raft, cause i was a "kind soul". Together with Rury, Bibi and Madhu. We went to the "shit lane" to pick up all the tissues there. At first no one wanted to do it. But we were like " aiyahh heck care!" It was really really funny cause we took turns to complain and tout. No we didn't get infested, neither did we smell. Teehee. IT WAS AN EXPERIENCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we had lunch and were packing to go. SUDDENLY, we realised that a jerry can was missing! My heart almost dropped out cause I remembered that we saw 3 jerry cans. In the end, we decided to confess to Nadiah. And guess what? SHE TOOK IT TO REFILL HER BOTTLE, AND DIDN'T TELL US.. [We almost died of a heart attack. :/]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took our backpacks AND JERRY CANS, and went on our trekking. There were 3 checkpoints. We set off late, but managed to get there earlier than the rest of the groups :D We rested between checkpoint 1 and checkpoint 2. So i went up to Mengqi and asked her " are you really really tired? " and she replied " yeah, i'm you know plastic body [physically unfit?], not active type " (Trust me, this is relevant later) So anyways, we continued and managed to reach OBS CAMP 1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The facilities there are much more modernize and were the best, but I LIKE CAMP 2 MORE. Hahahs. I'm also not sure why. (: We split up into 2 groups [ the 1st group pitched the tents, the 2nd cooked ] The first time Nadiah showed us how to pitch a tent, she took 10 minutes. Guess what?! We took about 20 minutes to pitch 4 tents! Myahahah. :D So the group of people who pitched the tents went to help cook. Then. WE WENT TO BATHEEEEEEE. Felicia was saying " WOAHHH. feel sooo much better after bathing!"SO FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlene, Hui Ling, Felicia and I ate first together with four other people. Dinner that day was CRAZY. Partly cause I was really tired from not sleeping, so I laughed at almost everything. And eventually influenced Hui Ling. :DD We made Felicia laugh too, and she got mad :/ HAHA. And we dropped a lot of food. [Luo Han Zhai, Baked beans, Noodles, Sardines] Hahahs. WE TOOK TURNS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we met up with Nadiah in the night at 8. [She said it was the first time we were punctual...] Oh yes that night, I finished a whole packet of Ovaline powder. [just the powder.] That made me go NUTS. for real. So Nadiah cooked popcorns for us. And told us a theory. I shan't type it here. (: [That's a theory i dont think i'll EVER forget.] And after talking, she got us to reflect. [We spent a lot of time reflecting (: ] She was saying how it was already mid week and there's really no improvement of teamwork, and everyone's not opening up to each other. That night, we really did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER THAT, we met up with Hilary and were thought the harness and the helmet cause we were going to do the high elements the next day. I LOVE HIGH ELEMENTS (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, I couldn't sleep either. I walked with 3 different groups of people, back and forth from our campsite and into camp 1's campus. [first : Charlene, second : Michelle, third : Michelle, Christine] In the end, just decided to stone in the tent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our 4th day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, we met up with the instructors and were taught how to belay. (: Then we moved on to the inverse tower. Michelle and I climbed together. WE WERE LIKE REALLY REALLY FAST. Partly cause we trusted each other, and weren't scared of heights (: I belayed a lot of people and that caused my hands to have rope lash. Oh yes, and Mengqi was afriad of heights, and so she was stuck at one part of the tower. And to give her moral support I said this "Mengqi! You are not a plastic body!" HAHA. Everyone laughed. It was "motivational" :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So everyone managed to climb up the tower except for Ayushi. But she did try her best, so we're very proud of her (: After that, we got ready to trek back to camp 2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-3588011105463801140?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/3588011105463801140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=3588011105463801140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/3588011105463801140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/3588011105463801140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/01/obs-2.html' title='OBS [2]'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-8167847046486501356</id><published>2009-01-24T08:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T09:01:27.857+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OBS [1]'/><title type='text'>OBS [1]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SXpn325to7I/AAAAAAAAAKM/dP0ms1w4SSU/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294658521255486386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 95px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 99px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SXpn325to7I/AAAAAAAAAKM/dP0ms1w4SSU/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm back! If I were to say " OBS is super fun", that would be a super understatement. :D Actually, it was more of a very emotional and mental process for me compared to anything else. I thought it was really the building up more on your mental strength rather than physical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, all I thought about OBS was like " a normal camp, games, bond, reliance on the instructors to do stuff / prepare for you " But nope, it's not a normal camp and you won't forget it, bond more than ever, and no, it's a lot of being independant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People in my group : &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ayushi, Charlene, Christine, Mengqi, Lu Shuang, Xinyao, Zhengyao, Dong Dong, Liu Yue, Cheryl, Michelle, Sicen, Felicia, HuiLing, Trang and Ratana&lt;/span&gt;. [ That's about half of 3e7. We were split up into 2 groups, but some of the activities like kayaking and camping, we did them together. ]&lt;br /&gt;My Instructor : &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Nadiah [she's like the best instructor luh.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My Group :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;DA GAMA! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our 1st day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So on the first day, we went for a tour around the campus [camp 2]. My first thought was : omg, why I only see land and no domitories? Okay, So we slept in tents (: Then after, Nadiah showed us our store [consisted of basically the things we needed. Lifejacket, Poncho, Tent stuff, Cooking stuff, Backpacks,...] So we did an overall check in the store to see if everything was there, and then we went through the things we needed to pack for our expedition for the next 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;The first day was really horrid for me. Sort of I guess. I was already sort of mentally prepared for anything that came my way. Which was a plus. But a bad point was that, we were never on time. We took a really really long time. And that made everyone very upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our 2nd day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day morning, we were STILL packing our backpacks. Because of the heavy load, everyone was complaining how they couldn't carry anything else. So I had to make everyone open up their backpacks and CHECK. Yes, apparently I did that. If not the weight won't be distributed. So instead of getting ready by 6:30, we only got ready at 8:30. We got quite a bad scolding from Nadiah, which I thought was what we deserved :/ The other half of the morning, we spent learning how to kayak! (: I LOVE KAYAKING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mood was sort of lightened when we were learning the parts of the kayak and the strokes of how to kayak properly. Everyone was being retarded. :D Okay not really, it was just me. ANYWAY, the mood was better and everyone was all set to KAYAK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We set of from camp 2 to this other place called Kekek. Our campsite. We started at 2:30 and reached at 6:30. Da Gama [half of 3E7] &amp;amp; Hilary [the other half of 3E7] set off together. So it was sort of a 3e7 expedition (: There were 5 people that were the "leaders" of the fleet. [ Supposedly, to keep everyone together so that we won't get lost and all that ] They were Tracy Tan, Tracy Lam [same kayak], HuiLing [sweeper], Charlene [port], Me [Navigator]. They instructors [Nadiah &amp;amp; Kia Hong] were in this safety boat thing. Watching over us. Okay, So we were told that it was a 6km kayak. After we kayaked for a few metres, some people didn't know how to kayak, so Zhengyao and I went to SAVE THE DAY! :D and then we capsized in the sea amd tried to get back on. There was this group that couldn't get back on the boat, so we helped them back. 3E7 GOT SOOO MANY NICE PEOPLE. :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while, we kayaked towards the fenced up part of our route. NADIAH TOLD US THAT IT WAS ONLY 1 KM LEFT [i didn't think it was very possible because we only kayaked a little and reached that area, WE COULDN'T HAVE POSSIBLY KAYAKED 5 KM, but somehow, I BELIEVED WHAT NADIAH SAID.] Most of our time was spent kayaking along the super never ending fenced up area. We finally reached there. We had to keep reminding each other that we had to pitch our tents and cook before sunset that's how we managed to reach by 6:30. [but we did all that in the night anyways. ] Oh yes, HuiLing and Madhu's kayaks got stuck, so the instructors had to go save them. I HEARD THEY WERE REALLY FRIGHTENED, BUT THEY'RE ALRIGHT NOW (:. After an awesomely long kayak, we FINALLY reached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think the kayaking was that terrible. Although my muscles were really aching :/ I think it was partly because everyone was being very RETARDED and we had a lot of fun together. We'd sail out and then hold our kayaks together and look up to the sky. After a while when we'd move back to shore, we'd kayak a little more forward and out and do the same thing. SERENITY. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so we didn't bathe that day [ I didn't really mind :/ ] And there was no toilets. At about 8 plus, a lot of people needed to pee. So we walked together [ I was infront] into the woods. Then suddenly, I HEARD A GRUNT. [Warning : I'm really scared of wildboars] So i thought it was a wildboar so i screamed : WILDBOAR! and everyone rushed back to the campsite! Haha. SO FUNNY. In the end, I only peeped later in the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to take turns to night watch that night. SOOOO FUN. It was supposed to be, each tent 30mins. But we were so scared so we woke up the next tent and did 1 hour together. (: I spent loads of time being RETARDED. Lights off was at 11. Our time for night watch was at 2:00. Did I sleep? Apparently not. :/ We talked soooo loudly and laughed so loudly. It was really really fun. And did I say, The stars in Ubin is really really beautiful. VERY VERY BEAUTIFUL. I loved them. Spent some time looking up in the sky. Myahahaha [jealous anyone?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'll blog another time about the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-8167847046486501356?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/8167847046486501356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=8167847046486501356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/8167847046486501356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/8167847046486501356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/01/obs-1.html' title='OBS [1]'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/SXpn325to7I/AAAAAAAAAKM/dP0ms1w4SSU/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-1599140244393730301</id><published>2009-01-17T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T22:29:27.209+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Studies.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CCA Promo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OBS'/><title type='text'>OBS, CCA Promo, Studies.</title><content type='html'>Haven't been updating my blog cause I don't exactly have anytime to do so during the weekends. So I guess i'll just stick to weekly posts (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OBS is on monday! Just having the thought that there will be bugs everywhere already gives me the mindset that i'm not going to be sleeping throughout. But my sister said that i'll be so tired that I won't care about the bugs. I hope my dear ratty friends don't come into the tent either. Haha. If I do survive through the killer 5 days at Pulau Ubin [which I think i most probably might], I'll be back to post all about it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had CCA Promotion Day held in school just now. I thought StringE performed quite well, but there's still loads of room for improvement. Just need the positive attitude and mindset to start it all. Rushed here and there with all the errands and everything. And cause we were held back at the performance, we ended up really late at YS practice. And there was no time for breakfast or lunch. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after a week of getting used to all my 9 subjects. I can roughly guess which ones are weaker already. And did I say, I LOVE A MATH? Haha. It's much easier to cope compared to e math. I think. MEP's just great, thankfully I have ms tong to help me with my horrible theory. :D Biology and Chemistry is alright... Physics is, DYING. I'm seriously starting to think I need gazillion physics tuition classes. Have to get help ASAP! Chinese and English are just basically the same? Geography is as usual, NICEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year is round the corner! Have you gotten your clothes already? I've gotten mine all prepared. Myahaha. :D I just hope that after OBS and when i'm back for CNY, I won't be a roast pig. So chao tah. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140662849725266416-1599140244393730301?l=ratanazee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/feeds/1599140244393730301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140662849725266416&amp;postID=1599140244393730301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/1599140244393730301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140662849725266416/posts/default/1599140244393730301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratanazee.blogspot.com/2009/01/obs-cca-promo-studies.html' title='OBS, CCA Promo, Studies.'/><author><name>ratana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319460054128466326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T8WQcsmPoZw/Swv87pNjHkI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Q7BAv_yZOg/S220/SAM_0733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140662849725266416.post-1118489019849676997</id><published>2009-01-09T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T22:42:23.954+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tiring day ):'/><title type='text'>Tiring tiring tiring....</title><content type='html'>It's been a week of school and it's been really busy. Trying to fit into the whole "new class" thing and trying to catch up with all the sciences and math. A math is a total killer! ): But I prefer it compared to e math. Hee hee.Haven't got the the time and energy to use the computer or watch teevee. Oh, I've been sleeping between 10.30-11.00. Haha. New timing to sleep! Sleeping early really helps concentration in class. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met a few foreigners in the class that are really really friendly, okay, they are all friendly.&lt;br /&gt;We had class party today and we played LOADS of games. I guess it's not really the game that makes everything fun but the company you have! Currently, I think my class is getting more bonded by the minute. And by the time OBS is over, We'llbe one huge family. Yes, HUGE. There are 41 of us. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec 1 orientation was held today. I managed to take some pictures. So i'll upload the pictures and describe more about it another time... Maybe when I feel like blogging a lot. Haha. But I must say, orientation was FUN. I don't have my voice anymore! :/Some of the sec 1s, mainly from my exclass, [woosh~!] were pretty nice. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag Replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Athirah : Yes we shall (: Well, I'll try?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Carol : Eh eh don't listen to her. Haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratana : Weiling : What happened to weiling awesome? 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