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says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*HALP.&lt;br /&gt;*I'M GOING MAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;treehugger mugwump supreme. says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*WHY.&lt;br /&gt;*WHY FAITH WHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Flying Leaf is doing work ): | Aly Faith that men burn curry says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'M SO BUMMED OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;treehugger mugwump supreme. says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*WHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Flying Leaf is doing work ): | Aly Faith that men burn curry says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I FEEL LIKE PRINTING TICKETS AS BUSINESS CARDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;treehugger mugwump supreme. says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SO YOU SHOULD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Flying Leaf is doing work ): | Aly Faith that men burn curry says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SO INSTEAD OF GIVING OUT TICKETS FOR THE CONCERT, WE GIVE BUSINESS CARDS OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;treehugger mugwump supreme. says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*WHAT BUSINESS CARDS-&lt;br /&gt;*OH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Flying Leaf is doing work ): | Aly Faith that men burn curry says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BECAUSE I CAN'T FIND A TICKET PRINTER.&lt;br /&gt;*I'M SO ANNOYED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;treehugger mugwump supreme. says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*THAT SOUNDS AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Flying Leaf is doing work ): | Aly Faith that men burn curry says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;*IDK.&lt;br /&gt;*I THINK THEY'RE CHEAPER ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;treehugger mugwump supreme. says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I HAVE A FRIEND WHO IS PRINTING TICKETS FOR MY VOICE CONCERT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Flying Leaf is doing work ): | Aly Faith that men burn curry says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*OH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;treehugger mugwump supreme. says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*THAT SOUNDS AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Flying Leaf is doing work ): | Aly Faith that men burn curry says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*WOULD YOU LIKE TO INTRODUCE YOUR FRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;treehugger mugwump supreme. says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*NYJC CHOIR PRINTED HUGE THINGS ON CARDBOARD FOR THEIR CONCERT.&lt;br /&gt;*AND THOSE WERE THEIR TICKETS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Flying Leaf is doing work ): | Aly Faith that men burn curry says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I WOULD NOT LIKE TO PRINT BUSINESS CARDS BECAUSE WE'LL HAVE A NIGHTMARE NUMBERING THEM.&lt;br /&gt;*OH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;treehugger mugwump supreme. says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*IT WAS VERY CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;*YOU CAN HAND-NUMBER THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Flying Leaf is doing work ): | Aly Faith that men burn curry says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BUT I WILL DIE WRITING THEM NUMBERSS&lt;br /&gt;*454 TICKETS CHERYL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;treehugger mugwump supreme. says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SO DON'T MAKE YOURSELF DO IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Flying Leaf is doing work ): | Aly Faith that men burn curry says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*WE ARE SO AMUSING BTW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;treehugger mugwump supreme. says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*MAKE EVERYONE ELSE DO IT.&lt;br /&gt;*I KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Flying Leaf is doing work ): | Aly Faith that men burn curry says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'M ACTUALLY SMILING. :D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;treehugger mugwump supreme. says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*WE ARE TYPING EVERYTHING IN CAPSLOCK.&lt;br /&gt;*:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;*I WAS SMILING A LONG TIME AGO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Flying Leaf is doing work ): | Aly Faith that men burn curry says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SAME HERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;treehugger mugwump supreme. says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*THIS IS A SUPER AMUSING CONVERSATION.&lt;br /&gt;*:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Flying Leaf is doing work ): | Aly Faith that men burn curry says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*GOD I LOVE TALKING TO YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;treehugger mugwump supreme. says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I AM NOT GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Flying Leaf is doing work ): | Aly Faith that men burn curry says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*YOUR SCREAMING VOICE IS ALSO IN MY HEAD AS I READ WHAT YOU SAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;treehugger mugwump supreme. says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*YOUR SCREAMING VOICE IS IN MY HEAD TOO. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Flying Leaf is doing work ): | Aly Faith that men burn curry says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*WHOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;treehugger mugwump supreme. says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*THIS SHOULD GO ON MY BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Flying Leaf is doing work ): | Aly Faith that men burn curry says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I AM GOING DEAF IN MY HEAD.&lt;br /&gt;*YES PLZ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-6230020860969364393?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/6230020860969364393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-hU8tipy40hk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/dzU2DBEJbr4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-4502969468977357713</id><published>2010-03-10T01:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T01:39:09.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jobs and work</title><content type='html'>Random: I'm still obsessed with makeup, as usual. And I'm still completely in love with my makeup palettes from eBay :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about 1AM on Wednesday, March 10, year 2010. I realise that the more I work as a (private) teacher, the more fulfilling I find it. It's still not something I'd do full-time as a career, I still don't think I was meant to be a teacher. But it is something I really wouldn't mind doing on the side, at all - like once school starts in August, I'll shift all my private tutoring jobs and things to the weekend, Sundays and Saturday mornings. I counted the hours I work as a teacher, and this is what I got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday&lt;/b&gt;: 1115-1200 beginner piano; 1330-1530 English and Lit tutoring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday&lt;/b&gt;: nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday&lt;/b&gt;: 1730-1815 Grade 1 piano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesda&lt;/b&gt;y: 1300-1430 Conversational Chinese; 1600-1730 PAP phonics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday&lt;/b&gt;: 1930-2015 beginner piano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday&lt;/b&gt;: nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday&lt;/b&gt;: nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work four days a week, for a total of about 6.5 hours. That's not bad at all. I get to travel so I'm not stuck in some office, and the pay really isn't bad. I get to meet lots of different people and interact with kids, parents, be a teacher and a student at the same time - you're always learning, right? - my schedule is ultra flexible, I spend two whole weekdays with my mom and gran, Thursdays I get to spend the day too because I only work at night. I get to sleep in to about noon almost every day except Wednesdays when I have to be awake at 11AM to give myself time to prep for the Chinese thing. It's great :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.scps.k12.fl.us/HR/_img/teacher3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://www.scps.k12.fl.us/HR/_img/teacher3.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today (well, actually yesterday, seeing as how it's past midnight) my Grade 1 piano student's mom told me that she recommended me to her friend who wants to get piano classes for her two daughters. Sounds like a pretty darn awesome thing to me. Teaching piano is pretty darn lucrative, but money aside, it's nice to see your students learn their pieces well - even if they still hate the technical work like scales. Come on, &lt;i&gt;everyone hates practicing scales&lt;/i&gt;, me included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still though, I'd be pretty excited if that other mom calls me and asks me to teach her two kids. Let's see if I can get her to come over to my place on Sunday mornings at 9AM then I wouldn't have to move about that much of my schedule once August hits. Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not doing my Sunday morning admin job anymore, since now I'm teaching at the music school instead of doing admin. Don't tell my boss, but I think I'll probably take that student with me once school starts and I'll try to do everything from home as much as possible to cut down on travel time but maintain my pay. XD Hey it's good to have a steady source of income even when I'm schooling, yes? Set aside one day a week, maybe about 10 hours total, to just teach everything at one shot. Sounds doable to me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll also be stopping my ballet pianist position with Crestar once this batch of ballet students goes for their CSTD exam on Thursday. I'll miss seeing all the cute little girls in class - Rae, Ashley, Chloe, all those itty bitty little tiny ballerinas who Joan is forever screaming at to remember their footwork properly. But they're always so adorable they make me smile. I'll miss them :/ Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay now that talking about work and work is done, I shall end this post. I still refuse to go into teaching as a full-time job. Certainly not classrooms, I have enough problems as it is projecting my voice across the conversational Chinese classroom. Private is probably as far as I'll go because I don't have to scream and shout, and only one day a week aside from a full-time job that isn't teaching. It's interesting the different perspectives work puts you in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-4502969468977357713?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/4502969468977357713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=4502969468977357713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/4502969468977357713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/4502969468977357713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2010/03/jobs-and-work.html' title='Jobs and work'/><author><name>Cheryl Keit Ang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105873422702751514509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-hU8tipy40hk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/dzU2DBEJbr4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-7722661678273902</id><published>2010-02-17T22:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T22:44:27.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are my sunshine</title><content type='html'>SILOSO BEACH AT SENTOSA WAS FREAKING AWESOME OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at about 10AM-ish (give or take a few, Char and I were late) yesterday, I met Vivienne, Sarah, Lisa, and Charmaine at Vivocity's Giant to buy loads of groceries and stuff so that we could escape the overpriced Sentosa food. O level musicians woot! We were on the monorail to the Beach Station by 11AM, and before you knew it, it was "Hello Sentosa!" Mind, I hadn't been to Sentosa for about six, seven years before this so it was pretty darn exciting. Can you say the day was absolutely BEAUTIFUL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs199.snc3/20657_496494110726_908120726_11286823_1621649_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs199.snc3/20657_496494110726_908120726_11286823_1621649_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs179.snc3/20657_496494185726_908120726_11286826_1078480_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs179.snc3/20657_496494185726_908120726_11286826_1078480_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Most of the time, we were playing frisbee and volleyball and slathering on sunblock (although we all ended up with sunburns in the end anyhow) and trying to fend off foreign workers with camera lenses that were perpetually pointed toward us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;(Rant here before I continue with the rest of my blog post.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I SWEAR THOSE FUCKING FOREIGN WORKERS COMPLETELY RUINED OUR OTHERWISE-PERFECT DAY. They descended upon us in SWARMS - ten to twenty groups OF ten to twenty - it was like an infestation. Okay I don't care that they're foreign workers. I care that each and every single group of them had people with cameras out - phone cameras, compact cameras - with lenses that were pointed in every direction except toward their friends or landscape images. No, all the lenses were pointed toward GIRLS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Kid girls, teenage girls, twenty-something adults. If they didn't have a Y chromosome, their lenses were focused on them. FUCK. Women in bikinis, kids in bathing suits, everywhere I turned there was a foreign worker with a camera focused on some woman, and us five girls weren't any more let off. It gave me a whole new reason to love the water - other from the fact that it's really cool inside it, the water was murky enough that cameras wouldn't be able to capture pictures of our fronts while in the water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;There was this one particular foreign worker - Chinese, mind, so it wasn't only Indian foreign workers, in a gray shirt - who was following the five of us around the entire beach from the very beginning. The more we tried to ignore him, the more he started taking pictures, even coming closer and closer toward our group (he'd been going on for about half an hour, mind) until I had to shout at him before he scrammed. Then of course he denied anything that he'd done wrong before running off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;If I hadn't been in a bikini and been a little scared that in a tussle the string of my top might've been pulled off, I would've &lt;b&gt;gone up to him, snatched his phone, thrown it into the sea, and plucked his balls off him like grapes off a vine&lt;/b&gt;. It sounds funny now that I've said that, but any girl in my position would probably have felt like doing the same. I was so fucking pissed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Even when we were staring right in their faces, they continued staring at us and pointing their camera lenses. When groups were walking past us, their cameras were there. Even once they'd walked past &amp;nbsp;of what would be considered peripheral view, they turned their heads back to face us even while they continued walking. Oh, and cameras? Ever-diligently focused.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Seriously, if you are so fucking sex starved, don't come to Sentosa. People here genuinely want to have a good time out in the sun, sea, sand, wind, and landscape. Yes most of us girls are in bikinis, that's because we're trying to prevent uneven tans and we don't want to wear stuff that uncomfortably tight or unbreathable given the hot sun and the humid weather. We don't mind being in bikinis because it's become socially acceptable in environments like beaches. But that doesn't give you the right to ogle at us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We don't need people like you to ruin our entire day and make us have to spend all our time looking out for people like you, and make sure that whenever we spot a camera lens we have to keep our backs turned because we don't want you to capture our fronts. If you need boobs, Geylang has plenty of them. We'll pay for part of your ride there, how about that? Just get the hell out of my face. And your camera lenses too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;More than anything, I'm so fucking pissed off by the fact that I know that there will be foreign workers who are jerking off to images of the five of us and all the other girls who were on the beach. According to Viv the problem isn't usually this bad, it's only cos of the public holiday that the foreign workers became like a swarm even though there are usually a handful around the beach. But if I go there again and there are still people taking pictures, this is going on &lt;a href="http://www.stomp.com.sg/"&gt;STOMP&lt;/a&gt; once I get pictorial evidence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;(Rant over. Damn pissed.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of they day we were just walking around the beach, playing beach and sea volleyball and frisbee. I discovered just how lousy a volleyball player I was LOL. But it was all in good fun though. Floating and talking in the sea with Vivienne was brill - it's so much easier to float on denser salt water than in the chlorinated pool water. Just that the taste of seawater in the mouth is pretty darn gross, but otherwise it was fantastic. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs136.snc3/18375_307747051044_738886044_3591811_5908937_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs136.snc3/18375_307747051044_738886044_3591811_5908937_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs136.snc3/18375_307746671044_738886044_3591777_2120049_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs136.snc3/18375_307746671044_738886044_3591777_2120049_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs179.snc3/20657_496572295726_908120726_11287572_1745140_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs179.snc3/20657_496572295726_908120726_11287572_1745140_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs179.snc3/20657_496572305726_908120726_11287573_5867506_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs179.snc3/20657_496572305726_908120726_11287573_5867506_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs156.snc3/18375_307746921044_738886044_3591800_3372837_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs156.snc3/18375_307746921044_738886044_3591800_3372837_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs156.snc3/18375_307747026044_738886044_3591809_1714758_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs156.snc3/18375_307747026044_738886044_3591809_1714758_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course, we had Phish Food at Ben &amp; Jerry's just off the beach, which was fantastic. Chocolate, caramel, marshmallows, and fish-shaped chocolate bits, together with brilliant all-girl's company, what could possibly be a better combination for mid-beach snacking? :D Lovely food omg. It's completely become my new favourite Ben &amp; Jerry flavor. The only little problem was when it started drizzling halfway through Phish Food - passing cloud, and we went back to the beach to protect our belongings from the potential wrath of the rain - but other than that, it was brilliant :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Ben &amp; Jerry's. Reminds me of Aquamarine - that scene in the bathtub when Aqua was eating ice cream while trying to get over her boy trouble with Raymond. LOVE that show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-34564868414c3a8b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D34564868414c3a8b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330428942%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D73A6C0E29EF8496BF114C318D1F6C12B271A70A8.3D68BE0AFECBB1014B88C2C7095DA5FF070FDAE2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D34564868414c3a8b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZiKQ5knAiTjDcCd8LcjhovIXr0c&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D34564868414c3a8b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330428942%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D73A6C0E29EF8496BF114C318D1F6C12B271A70A8.3D68BE0AFECBB1014B88C2C7095DA5FF070FDAE2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D34564868414c3a8b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZiKQ5knAiTjDcCd8LcjhovIXr0c&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivienne, Lisa and I were forming the most ridiculous choir trio in the middle of the sea, singing "You are my sunshine" like there was no one listening XD I swear, that song completely became our anthem of the day. Plus the impromptu harmonising and trying to turn our melody-and-harmony into a three-part song, that was hilarious too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course there was the spastic learn-to-be-a-cheerleader thingy that Viv and I had going on, trying to teach Char, Lisa and Sarah how to do simple cheerleading stunts like shoulder sits and pyramids LOL! Haha the initial trying to shoulder sit on Viv was utter fail for me, because we did it in the water (too afraid of falling on the sand) and the waves kept pushing me off, as well as the fact that Viv's feet kept sinking into the sand HAHA. In the end we managed to get a few pyramids up, with Sarah and Lisa flying :D And we even managed to get our shoulder sits done right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs156.snc3/18375_307747191044_738886044_3591823_5045943_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs156.snc3/18375_307747191044_738886044_3591823_5045943_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs136.snc3/18375_307747076044_738886044_3591813_482781_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs136.snc3/18375_307747076044_738886044_3591813_482781_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs156.snc3/18375_307747096044_738886044_3591815_2603551_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs156.snc3/18375_307747096044_738886044_3591815_2603551_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs156.snc3/18375_307747121044_738886044_3591817_1572764_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs156.snc3/18375_307747121044_738886044_3591817_1572764_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs136.snc3/18375_307747141044_738886044_3591818_22861_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs136.snc3/18375_307747141044_738886044_3591818_22861_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Everyone wound up with sunburns though. Mine are completely red all over - shoulders and chest, it itches and it burns :( Pretty awful. I've been spamming all sorts of moisturisers (except Vaseline, which is petroleum-based) and aloe vera gel, which is supposed to be good for sunburns. I haven't started peeling yet, it's too soon to tell if I'll peel or if I'll go into a tan. It feels like a peeling sort of sunburn though. Sigh. So much for all the sunblock that I slathered on. It was pretty expected though - the skin around my shoulders and front was pretty white and melanin-less before the beach. The beach was probably a good idea for that, though - get a little bit of a tan, haha, even if some of it did wind up becoming a burn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when everyone was packing up and going home, we just lazed by the edge of the water, back to the sand, and fell asleep with sunglasses over our eyes as the waves washed up around our feet and the setting sun worked its magic on our tanned (and surnburnt) skin. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs188.snc3/19566_310803596085_673076085_4113951_1149934_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="201" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs188.snc3/19566_310803596085_673076085_4113951_1149934_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the sun was just about to go below the horizon, we decided to go grab our things and bathe. Because we'd been laying in the sand for so long (an hour and half I think), sand was all over my hair - I had to wash my hair and face twice and bathe my body three times, just to get myself reasonably clean :/ And even after all that I could still feel the smallest grains of sand on my body!! Ugh. Although I do have to say that the showers at Sentosa are impressive, with a dedicated shelf to put our bags and a pretty large cubicle for a public shower. :D Feeling the jet of water on my sunburn was a little less lovely, though. Afterward I had to spam moisturiser on myself to soothe the burns. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the remainders of what we bought from Giant for dinner, LOL. Cuttlefish, peach jellies, fish crackers, stuff like that - the Doritos were all gone by dinnertime. Interesting dinner yes? We saw the Resort World Sentosa out the windows on the bus ride back to Harbourfront, and omg it is FANTASTIC and it is HUGE. I am so going there. Can't wait for everything to be open, and the five of us are going back for sure!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantastic day at Sentosa, fantastic company, and fantastic place. I can't wait for the next time we go to Sentosa :D I shall leave you off with a classic secondary-school-style (woot KC!), cliche photo of toenails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs199.snc3/20657_496572205726_908120726_11287563_6257534_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs199.snc3/20657_496572205726_908120726_11287563_6257534_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-7722661678273902?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/7722661678273902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=7722661678273902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/7722661678273902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/7722661678273902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-are-my-sunshine.html' title='You are my sunshine'/><author><name>Cheryl Keit Ang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105873422702751514509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-hU8tipy40hk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/dzU2DBEJbr4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-8144051788182212944</id><published>2010-02-01T23:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T23:54:44.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJri2bclzSg/S2b4w9e1tWI/AAAAAAAAADQ/pyqnlHdNjeo/s1600-h/95443342.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJri2bclzSg/S2b4w9e1tWI/AAAAAAAAADQ/pyqnlHdNjeo/s320/95443342.jpg" width="215" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy 15th birthday Kiki. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. I think my wonderfully edited photos of our faces on top of a random GettyImages picture is quite amusing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-8144051788182212944?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/8144051788182212944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=8144051788182212944&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/8144051788182212944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/8144051788182212944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-15th-birthday-kiki.html' title='Birthdays.'/><author><name>Cheryl Keit Ang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105873422702751514509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-hU8tipy40hk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/dzU2DBEJbr4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJri2bclzSg/S2b4w9e1tWI/AAAAAAAAADQ/pyqnlHdNjeo/s72-c/95443342.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-75037053143355430</id><published>2010-01-27T11:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T11:53:25.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twitter and Tennis.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;geolowrite&lt;/b&gt; Da Boss's just told me that she watche tennis matches only because she finds the players' antics funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;about 4 hours ago from Echofon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;geolowrite&lt;/b&gt; And there I was, thinking that I had taught her to appreciate the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;about 4 hours ago from Echofon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bicko_&lt;/b&gt; @geolowrite She finds their grunts and noises amusing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;40 minutes ago from web in reply to geolowrite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;geolowrite&lt;/b&gt; @Bicko_ She finds the girls funnier in that aspect. She gets a thrill watching people like Nadal and Murray scamper around the court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;29 minutes ago from TweetDeck in reply to Bicko_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bicko_&lt;/b&gt; @geolowrite She should watch djokovic when he's in a funny mood then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;22 minutes ago from web in reply to geolowrite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ravebeat&lt;/b&gt; @Bicko_ @geolowrite I agree that Sharapova in particular is very amusing in the noises and grunting. The Williams sisters are hilarious too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;22 minutes ago from API&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ravebeat &lt;/b&gt;@Bicko_ @geolowrite Especially when either of them starts throwing tantrums - I've lost count - and make a fool of themselves on court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;21 minutes ago from API&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;geolowrite &lt;/b&gt; @ravebeat And their outfits! God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;19 minutes ago from TweetDeck in reply to ravebeat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ravebeat &lt;/b&gt;@geolowrite Remember when Serena Williams wore that all-white trenchcoat thing? I thought it was almost as bad as Bjork's swan dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;15 minutes ago from API&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bicko_ &lt;/b&gt;@ravebeat TENNIS != FASHION SHOW &amp;gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;13 minutes ago from web in reply to ravebeat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-75037053143355430?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/75037053143355430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=75037053143355430&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/75037053143355430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/75037053143355430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2010/01/twitter-and-tennis.html' title='Twitter and Tennis.'/><author><name>Cheryl Keit Ang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105873422702751514509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-hU8tipy40hk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/dzU2DBEJbr4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-5737912870417274681</id><published>2009-11-01T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T14:16:07.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith the wonderful.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Faith Yap says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*MY CONDUCTOR IS INSANE.&lt;br /&gt; I asked him to introduce me to a cake with a heck lot of nuts. He decided to introduce me to the world's best Fruitcake.  So I was like, fine fine. Apparently I should've asked earlier because delivery took a month or so.&lt;br /&gt;*I was wondering why in the world it took so long.&lt;br /&gt;*Went online to check.&lt;br /&gt;*THE SHOP IS IN TEXAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Keita Cheryl Ang says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*........&lt;br /&gt;*Wonderful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Faith Yap says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*TEXAS.&lt;br /&gt;*I'M LEIK.&lt;br /&gt;*HELLO.&lt;br /&gt;*X_____X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Keita Cheryl Ang says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*OMG LOL TEXAS&lt;br /&gt;*Won't it spoil on the way here?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Faith Yap says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*It's fruitcake!&lt;br /&gt;*It lasts for like.&lt;br /&gt;*a year before spoiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Keita Cheryl Ang says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Oh.&lt;br /&gt;*Okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-5737912870417274681?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/5737912870417274681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=5737912870417274681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/5737912870417274681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/5737912870417274681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2009/11/faith-wonderful.html' title='Faith the wonderful.'/><author><name>Cheryl Keit Ang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105873422702751514509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-hU8tipy40hk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/dzU2DBEJbr4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-5498551250402649360</id><published>2009-10-06T02:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T02:20:11.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wise words from a flying leaf.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"It's like having a mountain of dirty laundry at your feet. You just don't think about it, do it and very soon, you'd find that most of it is gone."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Faith. :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-5498551250402649360?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/5498551250402649360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=5498551250402649360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/5498551250402649360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/5498551250402649360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2009/10/wise-words-from-flying-leaf.html' title='Wise words from a flying leaf.'/><author><name>Cheryl Keit Ang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105873422702751514509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-hU8tipy40hk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/dzU2DBEJbr4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-4545584893563453029</id><published>2009-09-23T04:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T04:27:07.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gooooooood morning!</title><content type='html'>This morning's the latest I've been up in a long time. It says 4.24AM on my clock right now. And it's all because of stupid SEAB, A levels, and extended vocal techniques that I spent four hours - four FREAKING hours - on Sibelius 5.1 trying to notate. But, I am proud! In the end, this is what I got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i37.tinypic.com/1zvfhjc.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're thinking "Are those lines and squiggles and arrows and boxes on a musical notation stave?!", you're absolutely right. If you think this is bad, you should have seen the original that I put down on paper. It was about as messy as messy gets - erased markings and the slightest hints of pencil all over the place. Which is why Darren Sim forced me to go do this up in Sibelius, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four hours with the monster that is Sibelius trying to get that stupid piece of music down on software has finally made me realise exactly how Eric Whitacre feels about Sibelius - he blogged about it and &lt;a href=http://ericwhitacre.wordpress.com/2008/12/06/advice-for-the-emerging-composer-part-i-notation/&gt;you can read it here&lt;/a&gt;. Now it's all very well when you've already got music down on paper like I did, and all you're doing with Sibelius is simply to make it look neater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what happens when you're actually writing music for the first time? When you've got a melody that just doesn't come out fast enough on the computer? Then, I have to say, I'm very sorry Sibelius but that's when I'd be ditching you for good ol' pen and paper. Sometimes when music is easy to write - normal, standard simple meters and rhythm and nothing too fancy - Sibelius is about as easy as easy gets. But when you have squiggles and lines like so many composers of modern music do, Sibelius doesn't quite cut it to get your ideas down fast enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got to go through clicking on this tab, that tab, opening this box, configuring that property - and by the time you've done all that, you'd probably be like "Okay, so what was it I wanted to write again?" And that's about the worst thing that could possibly ever happen while writing music. Which is why I don't really like Sibelius when writing for fancy, modern notation stuff. Just doesn't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.madmanaudio.com/images/sibelius5_box_large.jpg height=300 width=300&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, granted that once you've got it done once it becomes a lot easier the next time. It's practice makes perfect, really. But that doesn't quite overcome some of the cumbersome problems with Sibelius and modern notation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. But I suppose every composer has his or her own personal style and preference. I suppose I won't be ditching my Sibelius any time soon, of course. I still love it for the wonderful music notation and it's brilliantly easy to use if you're writing really simple things. But once you get to doing different sorts of work, you're not going to exactly be writing simple things like 'do-re-mi' and presenting that as an A level standard composition, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose there can only be one real answer for composing with modern notation. Especially when a nice harmony or progression comes into your head - but flies out as soon as it flies in. And this happens to a lot of composers, I know, and it's such a common problem. Something good and musically brilliant may just as easily go as it comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me a pencil and paper, any day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-4545584893563453029?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/4545584893563453029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=4545584893563453029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/4545584893563453029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/4545584893563453029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2009/09/gooooooood-morning.html' title='Gooooooood morning!'/><author><name>Cheryl Keit Ang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105873422702751514509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-hU8tipy40hk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/dzU2DBEJbr4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i37.tinypic.com/1zvfhjc_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-8695423816239271503</id><published>2009-09-04T19:32:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T15:58:42.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two months.</title><content type='html'>Dear Kiki, I still miss you. But I miss you less and less every day. Not because I'm forgetting you, but because I grow more and more certain that all you've done is gone and misplaced your physical self but you're with us. And it wouldn't make any logical sense to miss someone who's always with you. So the only logical conclusion is that I don't miss you. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I miss hugging you and hearing you yell whenever I do. And then you'll think I've gone mad and ask if I need to be checked into Woodbridge. (We do a lot of the same things, don't we?) Ah well. And whenever I need to laugh, I just open up one of the vids we took of you doing stupid things like yelling into your wardrobe. Of course then I'll be mixed in between laughter and crying. But that's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.tinypic.com/289y0qc.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or in my case, until I get to you. Which is true, really. Every second, every step I take, it brings me closer to you. We're dying from the day we are born - and I'm not afraid to say it anymore, even though it hurts, but I'm not afraid. It's true, really. Our cells are dying all the time - and they're also being renewed. Which is really strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that people from Summerland/Heaven get to see and visit the souls who are in purgatory, even if the souls in purgatory don't get to go straight to Summerland/Heaven. So that I get to see you first. ^_^ I say Summerland/Heaven to please my doubly-religious, Druid-Catholic nature. Both are basically the same place anyway. At least the way I see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to have to serve purgatory. I'm not too sure if God (or the Goddess, for that matter) is still angry about that time that Huimin and I blew up the microwave, years back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is from &lt;a href=http://sittinginacorner.blogspot.com&gt;Ivor's blog&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Time is short. There's NEVER enough time to finish EVERYTHING. Let us just fully make use of all the time we have, and not let a single second be wasted. (:&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's true, of course. There's never enough time, because the way I see it, time only exists on Earth. After this, I don't really know what happens, if there's time in Summerland/Heaven, at all. I don't know if the vast rolling hills and grass are eternal, or if they end somewhere. I don't know if time passes the same way there as it does here. I don't know anything. But I can believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if we can't finish learning everything here, we will keep learning in Summerland/Heaven. After all, we can just ask Mr Einstein and Mr Faraday. :3 Plus there's Mr Jackson there to show off the moonwalk - so it can't be all that bad, can it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=http://i31.tinypic.com/14bky0k.jpg alt="The-Horrorpunk.deviantart.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summerland.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only downsides are that I'm not sure if we can still go bungee jumping in the Grand Canyon in Summerland/Heaven. (You guys already know that I think Heaven, Mortaldom, and Hell are all on the same physical plane, even if they're not on the same metaphysically. Maybe in Heaven/Summerland, we can flit between this physical plane and those vast rolling greens.) I'm not sure if there still is gravity or if we all sprout feathery wings and start flying. In which case I think the wings would provide too much resistance to make it feasible to go bungee jumping properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“You warriors, here your battles are over, You workers, here your tasks are done. You who are hurt, here find healing, You who are weary, here find rest, You who are old, here grow young again, For this is the Shining Isle, the Land of Youth, the Isle of Apples, Here, what is remembered lives...” (From Reclaiming’s Spiral Dance ritual.)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this view on death and dying. It's peaceful. It's not scary. I suppose stuff like this is the sort of stuff which the first time it hits you, it's frightening, until you realise there's nothing to be scared about. The Pagan and Catholic views on death are basically the same, really. People aren't gone from existence, we're only changed. In that same way, death isn't dying the way we would normally think about it. Death is change. Death is a painful, suffering, torturous, beautiful change. It's painful for those who are left behind. But it's a cycle, it's a beautiful cycle, and it's nothing more than a passage that each of us will go through. It's not a question of if we will. It's a question of when we will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we will meet, one day. Some day. /|\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.tinypic.com/2n9kill.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-8695423816239271503?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/8695423816239271503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=8695423816239271503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/8695423816239271503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/8695423816239271503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2009/09/two-months.html' title='Two months.'/><author><name>Cheryl Keit Ang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105873422702751514509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-hU8tipy40hk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/dzU2DBEJbr4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.tinypic.com/289y0qc_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-6502125614317101421</id><published>2009-09-02T18:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T18:33:13.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Satan helms Microsoft.</title><content type='html'>It took me 8 emails to get the formatting for my IS right. I was so frustrated at fixing one thing and happily sending off the email to Mr Wong, only for him to reject it 'cos something I didn't notice decided to happily go wrong. This is the last email that I sent him, in a (rather frustrating) Gmail conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Keita Cheryl Ang to Wong       5:36 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: How did that happen? Darn Microsoft Word! I'm really really really really really really really really really sorry. Formatting is $#&amp;^$@!$#%#&amp;% I'm sure you agree.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is his reply. Very apt, I might add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Wong Yew Leong to me           5:47 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for fixing the problem. It looks great now, so please print a hard copy for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once read a comic book (Hellblazer, if I remember correctly, the one with John Constantine as the main character) which had the following sequence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two men were talking in a pub about God and Satan using earth as their playground and humans as their pawns in their struggle for dominance over the other. One of the men said that Microsoft must be one of Satan's creation, because it usually works, and it gets out to more than 90% of all computer users, but every now and then it screws up and makes you really really mad and you will curse and swear and probably throw a few things, and so a little at a time you edge ever closer to hell. So the Devil is all about subtlety. All the big horrible things - natural disasters and stuff - probably not Satan. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes. Satan helms Microsoft.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-6502125614317101421?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/6502125614317101421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=6502125614317101421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/6502125614317101421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/6502125614317101421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2009/09/satan-helms-microsoft.html' title='Satan helms Microsoft.'/><author><name>Cheryl Keit Ang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105873422702751514509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-hU8tipy40hk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/dzU2DBEJbr4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-2021053730501474612</id><published>2009-09-02T17:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T17:27:31.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emma Watson in Burberry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src=http://style.catalogs.com/images/emma%20watson%20burberry%202.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me if this is NOT hawt. This is. Amazing. Easily one of the most awesome pictures I've seen in a while. It's so effortless classic and chic. Makes me fall in love with trench coats all over again, and then wish that I was once again living in some place with four seasons. Damnit. Why don't we have proper style in Singapore? Why? Why? WHY? D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much stuff I want. Material stuff, anyway. But again, that's just the material girl in me coming up again, whenever I see awesome style and amazing makeup and hair and stuff. It makes me want to be that girl. And then I go out and shop my wallet empty. And then I come back home and tell myself to get a job so that I can spend more on stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point in time, I want: a Coach bag, a random boyfriend shirt, a Burberry trench (yes, Emma Watson got me hooked), MAC makeup brushes, Coastal Scents gel eyeliners, MAC eyeshadows, Urban Decay Primer Potion, dresses from Victoria's Secret, shirts and tanks from random places, more hairspray/mousse products, hair curlers and straighteners, notebooks with pretty designs, more shoes, any bath and body product that has good packaging and smells like heaven... You get the picture. Basically anything that's uber girly. So sue me. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah damnit. I'm such a sucker for advertising. At least the photographs. I think I'd buy Burberry on a regular basis if I had the moolah to spare. And Louis Vuitton too. Oh goodness those two brands just have such a huge appeal to me for some reason I can't fathom. But it's all so lovely. I'm such a material girl sometimes, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn A levels. If not for you, I'd go out and get myself a job right now so that I could satisfy all my material cravings. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-2021053730501474612?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/2021053730501474612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=2021053730501474612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/2021053730501474612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/2021053730501474612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2009/09/emma-watson-in-burberry.html' title='Emma Watson in Burberry.'/><author><name>Cheryl Keit Ang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105873422702751514509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-hU8tipy40hk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/dzU2DBEJbr4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-1001060811224401086</id><published>2009-08-23T15:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T15:19:18.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sister's Keeper</title><content type='html'>When along the pavement,&lt;br /&gt;Palpitating flames of life,&lt;br /&gt;People flicker round me,&lt;br /&gt;I forget my bereavement,&lt;br /&gt;The gap in the great constellation,&lt;br /&gt;The place where a star used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-D. H. Lawrence,&lt;br /&gt;"Submergence"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;There might be a morning when I wake up and her face isn't the first thing I see. Or a lazy August afternoon when I can't quite recall anymore where the freckles were on her right shoulder. Maybe one of these days, I will not be able to listen to the sound of snow falling and hear her footsteps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I start to feel this way I go into the bathroom and I lift up my shirt and touch the white lines of my scar. I remember how, at first, I thought the stitches seemed to spell out her name. I think about her kidney working inside me and her blood running through my veins. I take her with me, wherever I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Kate Fitzgerald, on Anna Fitzgerald&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"My Sister's Keeper" by Jodi Picoult&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-1001060811224401086?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/1001060811224401086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=1001060811224401086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/1001060811224401086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/1001060811224401086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-along-pavement-palpitating-flames.html' title='My Sister&apos;s Keeper'/><author><name>Cheryl Keit Ang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105873422702751514509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-hU8tipy40hk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/dzU2DBEJbr4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-8437561428365187906</id><published>2009-08-19T17:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T19:59:48.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Much love for Youtube.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/urNyg1ftMIU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/urNyg1ftMIU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAD HILARIOUS. Just watch please. xD&lt;br /&gt;"You can touch my '+5 to Dexterity' vest /And if you think I'm not the one /Log off, log off and we'll be done"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vD4OnHCRd_4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vD4OnHCRd_4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this was gonna really turn into a movie, I'd definitely watch it. This is either mad funny or downright tragic, sad and romantic. I can't quite decide which. It's just so cute. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-8437561428365187906?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/8437561428365187906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=8437561428365187906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/8437561428365187906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/8437561428365187906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2009/08/titanic-two-surface.html' title='Much love for Youtube.'/><author><name>Cheryl Keit Ang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105873422702751514509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-hU8tipy40hk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/dzU2DBEJbr4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-8790542312638817954</id><published>2009-08-18T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T21:41:35.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Partly Cloudy</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/2964568/cloud.swf" width="400" height="345" wmode="transparent" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" name="Metacafe_2964568" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes me want to watch Up all the more. But no movies until after A levels... Or for as long as I can hold out. Motivational speaker at CT this morning was really... Motivational. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-8790542312638817954?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/8790542312638817954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=8790542312638817954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/8790542312638817954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/8790542312638817954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2009/08/partly-cloudy.html' title='Partly Cloudy'/><author><name>Cheryl Keit Ang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105873422702751514509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-hU8tipy40hk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/dzU2DBEJbr4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-3581348732371265925</id><published>2009-08-14T21:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T22:44:20.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laudate Dominum - WA Mozart</title><content type='html'>I seem to be posting a lot of Youtube videos nowadays for some reason. Hmm. No matter. Everyone go listen to Mozart's Laudate Dominum, it is The Love. Seriously. I want to replace Ave Maria with this for the A levels :3 This one's by Victoria de los Angeles (yes that seriously is her name). I think it's one of the best I've heard so far. Much prefer this to Lucia Popp's version, more movement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SeXvdCEe9AI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SeXvdCEe9AI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-3581348732371265925?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/3581348732371265925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=3581348732371265925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/3581348732371265925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/3581348732371265925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-seem-to-be-posting-lot-of-youtube.html' title='Laudate Dominum - WA Mozart'/><author><name>Cheryl Keit Ang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105873422702751514509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-hU8tipy40hk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/dzU2DBEJbr4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-1761104341562592302</id><published>2009-07-29T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T22:55:49.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear Grace, if you're reading this. (I hope Heaven has good internet connection.) Do you want to get Mommy &lt;i&gt;Chicken Soup for the Soul&lt;/i&gt; on her birthday this year? :D Oh yes, and you're invited to Opus III. I demand that you go!! Because I know you will deliberately be annoyed by my singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Opus III invitation still extends out to everyone else who's reading this :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-1761104341562592302?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/1761104341562592302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=1761104341562592302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/1761104341562592302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/1761104341562592302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2009/07/dear-grace-if-youre-reading-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl Keit Ang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105873422702751514509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-hU8tipy40hk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/dzU2DBEJbr4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-313577067811605346</id><published>2009-07-27T09:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T22:46:20.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Opus Three</title><content type='html'>If you're J1, you'll need to go because preparation for promos are stressing you out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're J2, you'll need to go because you need to escape the reality that A levels are on their way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're IP2, you'll need to go because this could determine what subjects your heart tells you to sign up for in J1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're IP1, you'll need to go just because.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you're a member of the public, you'll need to go because we promise you you'll never hear anything quite like it. Whether for the good or for the bad, it's up to you to decide. (Of course we promise to do our best in performance. Or so we say just to make you want to come sit in our plush red chairs.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/object3/1479/119/n108838082410_8081.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OPUS III is here, dear ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting out in 2007 with a class size of just five, this year's cohort of music students has not only doubled, but doubled plus 2/5ths of our original cohort! :D How awesome is that. Yes, that's not five, not six, but TWELVE musicians for you to feast your ears (and eyes) on in one evening! We're even trying to rope in a special performance by our hornist music teacher. You'll know on the day if we succeeded in blackmailing/bribing him into performing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7PM at the VJC Performance Theatre, this Friday, 31 July 2009. It's going to be exciting, it's going to be FREE, so what are you waiting for? Confirm your attendance TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=53157894963&amp;ref=mf&gt;&lt;b&gt;CLICK HERE for the Facebook event link :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-313577067811605346?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/313577067811605346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=313577067811605346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/313577067811605346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/313577067811605346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-youre-j1-youll-need-to-go-because.html' title='Opus Three'/><author><name>Cheryl Keit Ang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105873422702751514509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-hU8tipy40hk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/dzU2DBEJbr4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-418961131796105066</id><published>2009-07-12T12:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T15:52:38.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused, maybe?</title><content type='html'>Am I weird with coping in loss/mourning/grief/whatever? Because I seriously - I mean this as in, seriously, absolutely, totally, wholly - don't feel like Kiki's gone/departed/passed or anything. Well knowing she's around in spirit is one thing, but then feeling her presence is another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like nothing ever happened to Kiki, just like she put on a huge invisibility cloak and that's why I can't see her or hear her but life goes on as normal. Really I feel like she's always around the house, I know when she's with my parents and when she's not at home, I can actually hear things and feel her poking me when she wants to be annoying at night and prevent me from sleeping right. It's so strange, but I feel so at ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJri2bclzSg/SllnCjg2jnI/AAAAAAAAABQ/U8xDsVGWJ24/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJri2bclzSg/SllnCjg2jnI/AAAAAAAAABQ/U8xDsVGWJ24/s200/Image005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357426525324349042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, of course that's because she's here, isn't she? Mind and soul, just missing the body. It's nice knowing that Kiki's around. I just wouldn't feel right without my sister, although Gab thinks that I'm starting to act more and more like Kiki so quickly. Like I said, we're closer than we care to admit xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear, Kiki. I do miss you... Well, your body, at least. Goodness, that sounds wrong. But you know what I mean, Graceykins. (Please let me sleep properly tonight, Kiki, even though I called you that.) &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-418961131796105066?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/418961131796105066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=418961131796105066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/418961131796105066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/418961131796105066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2009/07/am-i-weird-with-coping-in.html' title='Confused, maybe?'/><author><name>Cheryl Keit Ang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105873422702751514509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-hU8tipy40hk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/dzU2DBEJbr4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJri2bclzSg/SllnCjg2jnI/AAAAAAAAABQ/U8xDsVGWJ24/s72-c/Image005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-8408191990853658818</id><published>2009-06-30T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T22:17:34.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was productive and I am proud of myself. KI is DONE, except for the very-quick conclusion and word-culling. Now I just have to start studying for CTs, SAT IIs, and bridge the gaps between SAT II Bio and the A level bio syllabus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-8408191990853658818?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/8408191990853658818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=8408191990853658818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/8408191990853658818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/8408191990853658818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-was-productive-and-i-am-proud-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl Keit Ang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105873422702751514509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-hU8tipy40hk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/dzU2DBEJbr4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-3581237493148957729</id><published>2009-06-23T20:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T15:53:18.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad face pull hair D:</title><content type='html'>Tiredtiredtiredtiredtiredtiredtiredtiredtiredtiredtired&lt;br /&gt;Knowledgeinquiryknowledgeinquiryknowledgeinquiryknowledge&lt;br /&gt;Globalwarmingglobalwarmingglobalwarmingglobalwarming&lt;br /&gt;3000words3000words3000words3000words3000words3000words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to sleep and badly, but not before I finish 2500 words of my Independant Study. Damn you deadlines, SEAB, and stupid complex climate change arguments. On the bright side I may actually get this done before the week's out and maybe even give it in to the KI teachers like, super early rofl. Maybe even pass it to other random philo people to have a look at so I get more comments on it. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then maybe bio/chem e-assessments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow CT2s are being pushed back a week that's awesome. Although it doesn't make any difference for us choristers since we were gonna take it a week later anyway because of the AYG/SYF choral presentation thingy. Whatever lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall go back to my 3000 words now kthxbai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-3581237493148957729?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/3581237493148957729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=3581237493148957729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/3581237493148957729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/3581237493148957729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2009/06/tiredtiredtiredtiredtiredtiredtiredtire.html' title='Sad face pull hair D:'/><author><name>Cheryl Keit Ang</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105873422702751514509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-hU8tipy40hk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/dzU2DBEJbr4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-6573992614275086745</id><published>2009-05-25T23:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T15:49:56.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Millenia Walk.</title><content type='html'>Voice exam today was awful. Simply awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never sing in places that are dry or (relatively) cold, except the PT (which also happens to be a bad place for me to sing, but we'll discuss that later) so when I stepped into Millenia Walk today, something was telling me it wasn't going to be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Kawai music school, I suddenly had the most awful feeling in my throat. Excess phlegm production, for god knows what reason. Anyway it started choking up my singing and everything, despite me trying to keep proper technique the bloody phlegm kept getting in my way. So that's Ave Maria gone, because even though I started out okay, I wound up cracking somewhere near the climax of the song. Which just killed the mood. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't as if Per La Gloria D'adorarvi was any good at all. The only song which was decent was A Green Cornfield. Maybe my aural and sightreading will pull me up somewhat. The examiner asked if I had perfect pitch - which of course I don't, but that probably means that at least I managed to get most of the note-pitches right. So that's a relief. Aural seemed alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, about singing in the PT. I guess right now the PT seems fine to me because previously I'd only been singing as a minor, but now that I'm switching to voice major I'm gonna be singing in a whole new light in the PT. Apart from now actually having to bring a bottle of water up on stage, I'm also going to have to start taking even better care of my voice, which kinda sucks cos it means I'm gonna have to abstain from fried foods for a longer period before my exam to keep it in top shape. Of course then there's the phlegm problem, which I need to find a solution to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I'd found out about this earlier, but good grief now I just wish I had some Mucinex, Guaifenesin, or some sort of mucolytic agent. I think I'll go get some before my CT2s or A levels and see how that works. I need to find some way of relieving that excess phlegm production problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN PHLEGM. I just saw my hopes of passing for Grade 7 being flushed down the drain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-6573992614275086745?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/6573992614275086745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=6573992614275086745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/6573992614275086745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/6573992614275086745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2009/05/voice-exam-today-was-awful.html' title='Back from Millenia Walk.'/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-1731287312327787894</id><published>2009-05-22T04:47:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T15:49:44.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SAT results are in!!!</title><content type='html'>WHOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/ShXA4aD818I/AAAAAAAABcU/I5SSCvn9ink/s1600-h/SAT+scores.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 233px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/ShXA4aD818I/AAAAAAAABcU/I5SSCvn9ink/s400/SAT+scores.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338385008618690498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you can't see that, here's the lot of scores typed out nicely for you. The % stuff in brackets at the end is the national percentile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Critical Reading - 700 (95%) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Math - 640 (84%)&lt;/b&gt; {bit of a bummer, this.}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Writing - 750 (99%)&lt;/b&gt; {I GET TO GO TO LAW SCHOOL!}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Multiple Choice - 77&lt;/b&gt; (score range: 20-80)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Essay - 9&lt;/b&gt; (score range: 2-12)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grand total? 2090 out of 2400 :D It's not super brilliant but I'm happy. I know Alicea The Genius got 2140, so I guess 2090 isn't that bad. Bummer that math dragged down the score, but then again I didn't even get to finish all the grid-ins and toward the end of the SAT most of the things were random guessing cos there was barely any time to think, so it's alright I guess. I'm super happy about my writing score :D:D:D &lt;i&gt;99th national percentile!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness, look at the time. I should be asleep. Goodnight :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-1731287312327787894?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/1731287312327787894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=1731287312327787894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/1731287312327787894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/1731287312327787894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2009/05/whoohoo-in-case-you-cant-see-that-heres.html' title='SAT results are in!!!'/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/ShXA4aD818I/AAAAAAAABcU/I5SSCvn9ink/s72-c/SAT+scores.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-7210131695215285291</id><published>2009-05-22T04:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T15:49:28.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elisa Toffoli. &lt;3</title><content type='html'>I love Elisa Toffoli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UqX3I-xqHkM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UqX3I-xqHkM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=#663300&gt;I'll get away, get in the car&lt;br /&gt;I'll reach the shore before sunrise&lt;br /&gt;And I'll watch the moon and stars&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell them everything about us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left last night&lt;br /&gt;I reached the shore&lt;br /&gt;Trying to find everything I lost&lt;br /&gt;In a thousand waves&lt;br /&gt;A million waves&lt;br /&gt;Still, somewhere I am sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I will see your face&lt;br /&gt;I will see you there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning sun&lt;br /&gt;Before you will rise&lt;br /&gt;Before you'll come and shine again on us&lt;br /&gt;Let me find, let me find, let me find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some comfort in the night&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't mind what I've lost&lt;br /&gt;I've reached the shore&lt;br /&gt;And nothing ever changed&lt;br /&gt;In a thousand waves&lt;br /&gt;A million waves&lt;br /&gt;Oh still I look for love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I see is your face&lt;br /&gt;So I come back home to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bleed but I'm choosing you again&lt;br /&gt;I'm done but I'm ready to begin&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've known about Elisa since someone intro'ed me the song 'Dancing' way back in... Goodness, when was it? 2006? But I never really bothered checking out the rest of her music until now, and I'm happy that I've finally started. The US release of her album Dancing was last last year, and now I'm just dying to rush off to a store and get a copy! &lt;3Late Night Alumni's really good too. Yes, random, I know, but not really. I was watching Michelle Phan's makeup video tutorials on Youtube (yes, I do that) and she used LNA's music as the background music - and I think it's really good. I love 'Beautiful', it's such a sweet song. Everyone should go give LNA a listen :D&lt;i&gt;So I come back home to you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-7210131695215285291?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/7210131695215285291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=7210131695215285291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/7210131695215285291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/7210131695215285291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-love-elisa-toffoli.html' title='Elisa Toffoli. &lt;3'/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-6166078229536194579</id><published>2009-05-09T22:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T15:48:36.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To-do</title><content type='html'>{&lt;b&gt;EDITED&lt;/b&gt; and striked out the stuff I've completed :D}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone help me. On my to-do list...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;01 Do well for my voice exam at the end of the month. At least a decent merit.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;02 Music essay: "In what ways did Stravinsky's NC music output reflect the societal situation in France between the two World Wars?"&lt;br /&gt;03 Composition techniques (pointillism)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04 Composition techniques (minimalism)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;05 Satie commentary on Fugue du Papier&lt;br /&gt;06 Bio application B tutorial&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07 A level composition - Winter's Day. Try to incorporate film music themes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of which I'm trying to complete by Monday. Thank goodness for coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Darn, three more items to go D:}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-6166078229536194579?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/6166078229536194579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=6166078229536194579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/6166078229536194579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/6166078229536194579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2009/05/someone-help-me.html' title='To-do'/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-4862824622786139148</id><published>2009-05-08T03:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T15:48:05.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate exams.</title><content type='html'>I NEED A $#&amp;^%#&amp;*@%&amp; STUDY PARTNER TO EGG ME ON WHILE STUDYING FOR A LEVELS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interested people please look for me after school with a place to study and a subject to work on :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I need people to follow me to the Lee Kong Chian Library so I can finally get a move on with my KI IS and shite. I NEED TO START WRITING THE BLOODY THING.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-4862824622786139148?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/4862824622786139148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=4862824622786139148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/4862824622786139148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/4862824622786139148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-need-study-partner-to-egg-me-on-while.html' title='I hate exams.'/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-5044929673675077283</id><published>2009-05-08T03:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T15:47:49.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gold... With honors ;D</title><content type='html'>Choir got a Gold with Honours for SYF Central Judging 2009 ;D I'm delighted, but a little disappointed, too. It's nice achieving the highest possible level of award, but at the same time, the GwH was somewhat expected so it was sad when I didn't feel that mad adrenaline rush hearing "Gold with Honours" after "Victoria Junior College". It's nice knowing we got what we deserve, though. Go VJ Choir :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I sound a little lacklustre now. It's 3:05AM on my computer clock and voice just now was pretty darn awful, so I'm exhausted and about to exhaust myself further.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-5044929673675077283?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/5044929673675077283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=5044929673675077283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/5044929673675077283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/5044929673675077283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2009/05/choir-got-gold-with-honours-for-syf.html' title='Gold... With honors ;D'/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-4110061833004641595</id><published>2009-05-04T19:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T15:47:25.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SYF.</title><content type='html'>SYF's tomorrow! I don't even know what to say. Am I scared? Nervous? Excited? Frightened? I don't know, it's like a whole amalgam of funny emotions, like butterflies in my stomach and snakes in my hair. I do know this, though: I'll try my best to give VJ Choir what we deserve. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chopped off my hair on Wednesday, after choir. xD Just wanted to get rid of the length, it really was getting quite long. Now it ends just a bit below the shoulder. I don't like how the top's a bit too puffy and the bottom feels way too thin, though - probably I'll go back to Toni&amp;Guy next time, never mind that haircuts cost like $70+ there. It's worth it, I suppose, if hair's supposed to be my 'best asset'. Give myself a treat once in a while ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace Cheow's wedding is in June and I ain't got nothing to wear, so I've decided to get a dress tailored. My budget's probably about $100, I'm getting the cloth myself. Anyone has any tailor recommendations? Heard home-based tailors charge less, lol, maybe I'll try one of those. It'll be a midnight blue cocktail dress, with brown and silver interweavng straps for the halter - right in line with the Ravenclaw colours ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a tiring day, today. Stupid school and effing chemistry, stupid reagents, conditions, and effing Benzoic Acid. It's not like I don't try to study, but no effing thing is staying in my head. My Twitter seems swarmed with the F-word right about now, lol I spammed posts from my phone just now. Yes I admit I cried during Chemistry. I don't care. I took a Facebook quiz the other day and this is what it said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://platform.ak.facebook.com/www.new/app_full_proxy.php?app=99306345902&amp;v=1&amp;size=b&amp;cksum=3db1daefeb8d233c3a6e0c395c675022&amp;src=http%3A%2F%2Fcdn.applatform.com%2Fimg%2F%3Fid%3D2356961%26h%3D8333c8c96653a27131401c35483bf95b89892fe7"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 88px; height: 130px;" src="http://platform.ak.facebook.com/www.new/app_full_proxy.php?app=99306345902&amp;v=1&amp;size=b&amp;cksum=3db1daefeb8d233c3a6e0c395c675022&amp;src=http%3A%2F%2Fcdn.applatform.com%2Fimg%2F%3Fid%3D2356961%26h%3D8333c8c96653a27131401c35483bf95b89892fe7" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keita took the &lt;a href="http://quiz.applatform.com/track/?i=443293&amp;h=7bb699574bc82ba052e3fd8c89cb512f"&gt;The way you sleep&lt;/a&gt; quiz and the result is &lt;a href="http://quiz.applatform.com/track/?i=443293&amp;h=7bb699574bc82ba052e3fd8c89cb512f"&gt;UNKNOWN, COVERING FROM HEAD TO TOE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may appear macho in public, but deep inside you are shy and weak. You tend to keep loads of secrets. If you encounter any problem, you will rather keep it to yourself and agonize over it than ask for help. No wonder you grimace in your sleep!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why should I care anymore about appearing macho in public when I'm really shy and weak on the inside? So cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="205" height="124"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J3fqgmuwqUc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J3fqgmuwqUc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="205" height="124"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-4110061833004641595?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/4110061833004641595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=4110061833004641595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/4110061833004641595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/4110061833004641595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2009/05/syfs-tomorrow-i-dont-even-know-what-to.html' title='SYF.'/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-8956206582405159369</id><published>2009-04-28T17:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T15:47:07.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WizRock Awareness!</title><content type='html'>Today is Wizard Rock Awareness Day, and I am proud to say I am promoting this wonderful, wonderful genre of amazing music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the video that started it all for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="315" height="234"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/himztfe4rWQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/himztfe4rWQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="315" height="234"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I still love Oliver Boyd and the Remembralls. The only annoying thing about Wrock is that you can't buy it in stores; mostly it's an online, Paypal-and-post sort of movement if you want to buy music. But it's worth all the effort, because the emotion and amazing people in wrock are worth it. Not to mention the music is fun and hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started out back in '07 after I met Rif and hit it off talking about Wrock. Wasn't long after that I briefly was in the Department of Rock, together with Adrianna. We were an amusing band, none of the members ever having met. Eventually Adrianna and I dropped out, so there's only Rif there now. Although I think the whole DoR's just kinda died now, but oh well. Sadly the O levels in that year caused me to really lose out on time to pay attention to wrock, so I almost completely forgot about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I picked up Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows for the - can you believe it? - third time. I know, I'm disgusted at myself, too. But whenever I find myself immersed in a good bit of Hogwarts, it's like falling in love for the first time all over again, because you're wrapped up in that fantasy world - only it's not really fantasy, cos it's life on a page, really. There's so many parallels that Hogwarts has with the real world, no one can say it's really fiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to explain what wrock is all about until you're really immersed in it - so if you've got time to spare, do check out:&lt;br /&gt;Oliver Boyd and the Remembralls&lt;br /&gt;The Quaffle Kids (I still can't get enough of the Common Welsh Green!)&lt;br /&gt;Ministry of Magic&lt;br /&gt;The Moaning Myrtles&lt;br /&gt;Riddle TM&lt;br /&gt;And several more. Every band is worth listening to, but if I were to list them all, I'd probably be done next week. So just head on down to the &lt;a href="http://www.wizrocklopedia.com"&gt;Wizrocklopedia&lt;/a&gt; to find out more ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's me ending off then, for now. Wrockstock 2009 is in November - watch out for it - and for more Harry Potter, as always, there's &lt;a href="http://www.the-leaky-cauldron.org"&gt;the Leaky Cauldron&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.mugglenet.com"&gt;Mugglenet&lt;/a&gt;! Pick up a copy of Jingle Spells (both the original and Jingle Spells 2), too. I would have if I'd had a Paypal. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's something to leave you ending off with ;D Don't Throw That Book At Me, by the Moaning Myrtles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="315" height="234"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J43qzWpluEM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J43qzWpluEM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="315" height="234"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-8956206582405159369?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/8956206582405159369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=8956206582405159369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/8956206582405159369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/8956206582405159369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-is-wizard-rock-awareness-day-and.html' title='WizRock Awareness!'/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-4260521881918588693</id><published>2009-04-22T19:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T01:09:10.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, chem SPA C/D was today. I think I did pretty alright, so I'm not too worried ;D I doublechecked answers and I think I just about did everything right, except maybe one or two lines. But they won't deduct too much, I hope, so I think I'm good. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KC choir got a gold forr SYF 2009! I'm proud and surprised at the same time. I haven't heard the combined choir in a while so I don't know how we sound now, but it seems the judges must've liked it and that's all that matters. I never thought we'd be able to get a gold, but now that we have, it's a pleasant surprise. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to see a doctor on Monday about my chronic cough - and guess what, the doctor turned out to be Terrence Toh's fiancee. It was such a shock when Terrence's head popped out from nowhere and said he was picking up his fiancee from work xDD Anyway the horrible cough that I've been having no thanks to my dust allergy (which I never knew I had until Monday) is now gone :D It's so strange, never knew I had a dust allergy. At least Nasonex is helping to keep the sensitivity at bay, so that's good because then I won't develop emphysema. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYBODY READING THIS, GO FOR VJ CHOIR'S CONCERT :DD &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Symphony of Voices&lt;/span&gt;, Thursday 14 May at the Esplanade Concert Hall. Tickets at $21, $33 and $43 from SISTIC, so come and catch the VJ Choir in action! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yurp that's about it for my really boring week. Time to get back to studying. Damnit, SATs are soon and I haven't started practicing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EDIT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE CAMILLE SAINT-SAENS' ORGAN SYMPHONY. The last movement is breathtaking. &lt;3333 I am now a Saint-Saens convert. Not to mention the Year One Chorus' Ave Verum Corpus is really good. Ah. -floats off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/6dmV6VNZzv/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/6dmV6VNZzv/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the best recording around, but it was on Imeem so what the hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-4260521881918588693?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/4260521881918588693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=4260521881918588693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/4260521881918588693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/4260521881918588693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2009/04/well-chem-spa-cd-was-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-8271712285469269837</id><published>2009-04-17T22:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T22:57:51.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SeiWV0raqqI/AAAAAAAABbY/1pYeYMgoYzI/s1600-h/ravenb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SeiWV0raqqI/AAAAAAAABbY/1pYeYMgoYzI/s320/ravenb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325671861027777186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Hogwarts fandom. I feel really sad that since post-Wrock, I've barely had any time for HP fandom at all. Yet I still love OBatR, The Moaning Myrtles, and Remus and the Lupins. It's sad though, barely anyone now really pays that much attention to HP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been wanting to get myself a full Hogwarts cloak and Ravenclaw scarf for years now, but I've never had time to really get down to it. D: Darn it. I should start fulfilling all the things I've wanted to do for years. I know it's not a good time to start now, maybe after A's and the EOY Cosplay I'll start looking around for scarves and tailoring cloaks and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol the Ravenclaw with the Gryffindor wand. xD (The Hermione wand that I bought from Hamley's last year in London.) I want a Ravenclaw sweatshirt and socks and everything. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the sorting hat websites keep placing me in either Ravenclaw or Gryffindor (sounds like almost a Neville/Luna 'ship) but since I get more Ravenclaws than Gryffindors, I shall identify with Ravenclaw! ;D Yay Faith, we can be Ravenclaws together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-8271712285469269837?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/8271712285469269837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=8271712285469269837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/8271712285469269837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/8271712285469269837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-miss-hogwarts-fandom.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SeiWV0raqqI/AAAAAAAABbY/1pYeYMgoYzI/s72-c/ravenb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-5285742257606341216</id><published>2009-04-03T03:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T18:28:15.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am one mark away from an A for KI. This is annoying. I scored 22/30 on the essay and 18/30 on the long passage, worth 66.6% and 33.4% respectively. So now I've got a percentage of 68.88%, which will be rounded up to 69%, leaving me with one more percentage point to go before I get an A. My only A, for the CT1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so annoying.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now on Twitter! :D:D You can follow me &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/ravebeat"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, if you'd like. So, what's my latest status update then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Dear all: Please NEVER buy a Gateway product. Problem-filled pieces of junk and appalling service standards.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I mean every word. I can't get a human response on their 1800-GATEWAY hotline, so I have to go down in person to their service center to demand a response. It's ridiculous. I'm already planning what I will do if my problems with the computer aren't fixed to perfection within the next two times I have to send it in for repairs. And I say this because I predict that if there are that many problems this early on with the computer, they will keep recurring. If they give me a refurb as my 'replacement unit' like I've read with some of the cases on ConsumerReviews.net, I honestly don't know how much I will blow up at the Gateway guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to get a laptop, get a Mac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SdUNcVk7mwI/AAAAAAAABbQ/hx9LQFttKQ4/s1600-h/macbook-white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 284px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SdUNcVk7mwI/AAAAAAAABbQ/hx9LQFttKQ4/s320/macbook-white.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320173315287653122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I want a white polycarbonate one because I decided that $500 extra for a clickable trackpad and graphics I'll barely notice isn't all that worth it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone once said the aluminium Macbook is sex in aluminium. My opinion? All Macbooks=sex. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-5285742257606341216?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/5285742257606341216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=5285742257606341216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/5285742257606341216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/5285742257606341216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2009/04/ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SdUNcVk7mwI/AAAAAAAABbQ/hx9LQFttKQ4/s72-c/macbook-white.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-8368021180075532130</id><published>2009-03-09T17:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T17:34:36.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SbTiUHbfGAI/AAAAAAAABbA/NENsny_2pxM/s1600-h/2009-03-08.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SbKdpV3NqzI/AAAAAAAABaw/_2kIwWn4ddY/s320/P1010005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310480244192160562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-4493571298394759191?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/4493571298394759191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=4493571298394759191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/4493571298394759191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/4493571298394759191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SbKdpV3NqzI/AAAAAAAABaw/_2kIwWn4ddY/s72-c/P1010005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-7018082082089019560</id><published>2009-03-06T18:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T18:07:44.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ohmygod. Today's the release of the A level results. Though I wasn't in school watching people jumping, crying, sobbing, laughing, I can pretty darn well imagine the castophe - and it's making me realise that I could be one of those no-A people unless I do something about it, starting now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, I'm Chinese-free for the rest of my life! :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDD Yurp that's right I got a D for Chinese, which is pretty damn awesome. I was expecting an E, so this grade up's a real celebratory event ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please let me be one of those people receiving a reasonably good grade next year. I want:&lt;br /&gt;H2 KI - A&lt;br /&gt;H2 Music - A&lt;br /&gt;H3 Music - A&lt;br /&gt;H2 Chemistry - A&lt;br /&gt;H1 Math - A&lt;br /&gt;H2 Biology - B&lt;br /&gt;And maybe an A for PW, which I won't know until April. I thought our WR and my OP was decent though, please Mr Lin Kuantai, please let me have got a good grade :) -those damned kids-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-7018082082089019560?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/7018082082089019560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=7018082082089019560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/7018082082089019560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/7018082082089019560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2009/03/ohmygod.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-4080317314647400999</id><published>2008-11-30T09:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T11:09:04.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, first official caroling yesterday! Haha, back to the Ritz, it's so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me, I've yet to post pictures taken during the Siglap concert on 21st November!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/STyPtd0uAFI/AAAAAAAABTg/_5kah-btYq4/s1600-h/Christmastime!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/STyPtd0uAFI/AAAAAAAABTg/_5kah-btYq4/s320/Christmastime!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277250874634010706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. After practice at Siglap, we had two hours to get down to the Ritz-Carlton, after which everyone started going crazy on the refreshments like hungry vultures. xD The finger sandwich thingys are sublime! Wee slices of ham and cheese and tomato, I think I'll try to make my own version of that in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caroling itself was pretty fun. There were little kids prancing all over the place! And there was this one little girl who kept doing cute pirouettes. For some reason the Ritz acoustics were better yesterday than they were last year, but I'm not complaining :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended caroling pretty early, about 6.30ish. Rhoda, Jiasheng, Junliang, Sherman, Pocks, and I went out for dinner after that, at the Marina foodcourt. Rhoda and I wanted to go shopping but she was tired. Darn, and we were going so high on makeup and brushes and colors of eyeshadows and eyelash curlers (which Rhoda claims she doesn't know how to use, but I think she's just scared that it'll pinch her eyelids and make it hurt).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/STH1h_p6GJI/AAAAAAAABTY/EDQGhEkyvgU/s1600-h/262599_fpx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 164px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/STH1h_p6GJI/AAAAAAAABTY/EDQGhEkyvgU/s200/262599_fpx.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274266602999257234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wound up that Steven joined us from across the CatHigh table and Pocks, Steve and I went out shopping xD Yay for Orchard Road and amusing quirky little shops! Steve went crazy (as expected) at the classical music section of HMV, when we got to the Heeren. I really hadn't been out properly shopping in a long while, until yesterday. I've got tonnes of stuff I still want to buy, though! CDs, clothes, shoes, more CDs, figure-skating-boots, shoes, books... Why can't I just strike the lotto or something, then I'd take everyone out on a major shopping spree :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only got one dark denim jacket from Baleno yesterday, as it turns out. It's pretty darn awesome though, it's got this schweet blazer-style front, and it's cinched at the waist. Plus, it was at 50% off!! Can't get any better than that. Unless it was 70%, of course, but then there wouldn't be any stock of that left. The design's awesome chic, even for Baleno. Thumbs-up to the brand for finally stocking something that isn't a plain crewcut tee ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote Shopaholic: &lt;i&gt;"My heart never beats as fast it does when I see a 'reduced by 50%' sign."&lt;/i&gt; It's those times when you just want to live in this continuous fairytale and be a Disney Princess. Speaking of which, who wants to watch Confessions of a Shopaholic next year? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fBSorDuyHt4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fBSorDuyHt4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the problem... How do I stop the denim dye from fading in the wash? D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shoot. I need to get myself a travel makeup brush set. :/ Mom's not too happy that I've been repeatedly borrowing her M.A.C. brushes, so I think I'mma need to get my own. I'd love The Body Shop, but their travel makeup kit is freaking $30. Awesome brushes but they're so expensive, I need to talk myself into buying them first. Oh the conflict of the moneysaver-Keit and the Iwanteverythingintheshop-Keit, why can't the two of you just merge together and leave me this headache?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-4080317314647400999?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/4080317314647400999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=4080317314647400999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/4080317314647400999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/4080317314647400999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-first-official-caroling-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/STyPtd0uAFI/AAAAAAAABTg/_5kah-btYq4/s72-c/Christmastime!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-7992640277736939472</id><published>2008-10-26T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T12:45:59.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>By popular demand:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SQBzKR_39II/AAAAAAAAA_4/QB3OznbixEo/s1600-h/Untitled-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SQBzKR_39II/AAAAAAAAA_4/QB3OznbixEo/s320/Untitled-1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260330985235936386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-7992640277736939472?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/7992640277736939472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=7992640277736939472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/7992640277736939472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/7992640277736939472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/10/by-popular-demand.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SQBzKR_39II/AAAAAAAAA_4/QB3OznbixEo/s72-c/Untitled-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-3581747174506472369</id><published>2008-10-11T02:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T03:38:34.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pig's been a complete love, these few days. Since after the paint incident and how Mr Seet talked about her over assembly on Wednesday, the whole school's been taking notice of her - and she's been making herself even more conspicuous. Lying down in the middle of walkways for the whole world to see and go "ooh" over, and pat and cuddle and scratch under her chin, she really is the school's little queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teachers were pretty impressed that it was the choir members that cut off her painted fur, apparently, so they gave us cat food to feed her with :D So now we're putting food and water out for her. Whenever we want her to eat, most of the time we just have to shake the bowl a little so that the food hits the side of the bowl, and she comes running &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just annoyed about a couple of things, the first being that the teachers are apparently going to -collar- her. I mean, what the bloody hell?! She's a downright stray, no matter how domesticated, but she doesn't belong to anyone and she does what she likes. No one has any right to put a collar on her unless you're effectively claiming her for your own. Do you give her a scratching post and litter box? Do you put out the food and water? Do you give her a bed to sleep in? If no, then you've got no right to claim her and no right to collar her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second thing I'm annoyed about is that the teachers want to call her Patches. I mean, HELLO, the choir people were the first to take care of her, I think we've got the right to have the honor of naming her, and we've chosen CRCat/Pig. (Because she sleeps so much and eats so much at one go, she's a right pig, Pig is.) Anyway, Patches sounds like it's right out of an Enid Blyton book, and the only reason she's apparently 'patches' to the teachers is because the fur that the choir people cut off exposes patches of skin -_-" What're you gonna call her when the fur grows back? No-Patches? She's white-furred cat, anyway, she doesn't even have coloured patches of fur on her body, just orange stripes on her legs and belly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pig'll always be Pig to me. And I'm gonna protest if they put that collar on her. She's a free cat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-3581747174506472369?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/3581747174506472369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=3581747174506472369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/3581747174506472369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/3581747174506472369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-here-are-my-raw-results-for-promos.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-8955126990385384902</id><published>2008-10-10T20:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T03:41:31.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So here are my raw results for the promos. They're pretty downright terrible, each and every one of them, except maybe KI, but the rest are just horrendous. So much for studying, then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KI - C&lt;br /&gt;Math - S (AND I STUDIED BLOODY HARD AND EXPECTED TO PASS.)&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry - Absent&lt;br /&gt;Biology - S&lt;br /&gt;Music - C&lt;br /&gt;Chinese - S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means I'll have to continue taking Chinese next year, and that I'll have three R-papers. Well, I guess it was coming, after spending all my time on math/chem, not being able to take chem, failing math, and neglecting biology and music until the very last minute. At least I managed to do pretty decent for KI, not saying it's fantastic but it's not horrible like the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm about 90% certain that I'll be doing H1 math next year. I haven't submitted the H1 form yet, but that's only because I need to ascertain whether I'll need H2 math to get into environmental science at university. UGH. I know I'll need stats, but I'm pretty sure we won't be doing integration and differentiation or vectors in three/four/five/six/seven/eight/nine/ten dimensions and what have you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SO-v0rfKZWI/AAAAAAAAA8A/8goSTbSGH4A/s1600-h/math03.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SO-v0rfKZWI/AAAAAAAAA8A/8goSTbSGH4A/s320/math03.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255612609726145890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE HELP ME OUT OF MY DILEMMA. I -really really really- want H1 because I just Cannot Cope with H2, but stupid science streams are so darn annoying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-8955126990385384902?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/8955126990385384902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=8955126990385384902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/8955126990385384902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/8955126990385384902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-here-are-my-raw-results-for-promos_10.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SO-v0rfKZWI/AAAAAAAAA8A/8goSTbSGH4A/s72-c/math03.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-1818937523623229512</id><published>2008-10-06T22:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T22:51:49.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow. 501th post, this blog's been around quite a while, hasn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, three R-papers and counting. I didn't get to take chemistry, I failed biology and math miserably. I was expecting bio to be pretty tough so I expected the R-paper, but math... I studied so bloody hard and all I got was a stinking S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I come, H1 math. Or, polytechnic. Once again, I feel like dropping out of school, what the hell am I doing in VJC honestly? I can study for something and still do badly, says quite a bit about my intelligence leve - or lack of it, I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;If&lt;/s&gt; When I do badly for music and KI, I'll just hang myself from the ceiling or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhoda found a cat today, sploshed with acrylic paint. I want to kill/strangle/murder the person who painted the cat, whoever you are, you're a downright sicko. Rhoda, Jialing and I spent quite a while in T28 calming her down and using scissors to cut off most of the acrylic-splotched fur. She was biting all her fur off, it was just so heartwrenching. Animal abuse is not tolerated, I hope the PE department brings this up along with all the photos we took as evidence, in tomorrow's assembly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-1818937523623229512?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/1818937523623229512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=1818937523623229512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/1818937523623229512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/1818937523623229512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/10/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-7708023478400502338</id><published>2008-10-03T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T23:47:27.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Happy birthday Huimin!&lt;/b&gt; :DD Haha we have got to be the world's two most spastic cousins, and yes I do remember that stupid childhood dream we had to run away to Australia and live on a farm with lots of dogs and horses and animals and whatnot xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today was farewell assembly. Apart from the spastic videos, I'm gonna miss the year twos lots :( It'll be quite different not having you guys around, and now we the J1s have become the 'senior' batch. It's a strange sort of feeling. :/ But good luck for your A's all the same and don't stress out and we'll do our best to make you guys proud of your juniors :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started work on &lt;i&gt;Variations OVA&lt;/i&gt; today. (I'm not going to release the full title.) My first ever -real- o__h___l piece, hope people'll like it if and when it's premiered :D I should get it done by the end of October or early November, methinks, I've already given it about a minute worth of notes on the score. M'hm. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-7708023478400502338?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/7708023478400502338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=7708023478400502338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/7708023478400502338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/7708023478400502338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-huimin-dd-haha-we-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-4096542304327278766</id><published>2008-07-19T22:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T01:10:02.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;How I love you, my British darling&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIcmhJSfV-I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/ARtFejypxbc/s1600-h/P7076786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226188243457759202" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIcmhJSfV-I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/ARtFejypxbc/s200/P7076786.JPG" style="cursor: hand; 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cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIFr0D4iwsI/AAAAAAAAA1w/llv_hKDdBss/s1600-h/IMG_0270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224575584866321090" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIFr0D4iwsI/AAAAAAAAA1w/llv_hKDdBss/s200/IMG_0270.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIC5IElvMfI/AAAAAAAAAzY/RQQ0j_Bb77U/s1600-h/P7147066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224379116071891442" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIC5IElvMfI/AAAAAAAAAzY/RQQ0j_Bb77U/s200/P7147066.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIC5H2_Bv_I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/IARtzaBXfMc/s1600-h/P7147069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224379112419868658" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIC5H2_Bv_I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/IARtzaBXfMc/s200/P7147069.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIC5IoHV05I/AAAAAAAAAzo/JtEnGMCv4WI/s1600-h/P7147053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224379125608076178" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIC5IoHV05I/AAAAAAAAAzo/JtEnGMCv4WI/s200/P7147053.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-4096542304327278766?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/4096542304327278766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=4096542304327278766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/4096542304327278766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/4096542304327278766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/07/ill-miss-you-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIcmhJSfV-I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/ARtFejypxbc/s72-c/P7076786.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-8410482999602853303</id><published>2008-07-19T12:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T22:57:20.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now, this is where the photos really start to go on overload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to Christchurch Cathedral in Oxford, site of partial filming of the Harry Potter movies (see if you can spot the Quidditch pitch!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIFr0gBCMNI/AAAAAAAAA2I/wut598gmZxU/s1600-h/IMG_0299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIFr0gBCMNI/AAAAAAAAA2I/wut598gmZxU/s200/IMG_0299.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224575592418128082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIFr0jW1FKI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/QmI9Y2BLOIU/s1600-h/IMG_0301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIFr0jW1FKI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/QmI9Y2BLOIU/s200/IMG_0301.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224575593314849954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIFsSGgF6dI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/01oLjsBbR0s/s1600-h/IMG_0303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIFsSGgF6dI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/01oLjsBbR0s/s200/IMG_0303.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224576100965149138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIFsSuH4QOI/AAAAAAAAA2g/A8bROkZV-Eo/s1600-h/IMG_0314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIFsSuH4QOI/AAAAAAAAA2g/A8bROkZV-Eo/s200/IMG_0314.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224576111601008866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIFsSgXb3DI/AAAAAAAAA2o/U9SAYeZPU08/s1600-h/IMG_0325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIFsSgXb3DI/AAAAAAAAA2o/U9SAYeZPU08/s200/IMG_0325.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224576107908160562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIFsSzCO3SI/AAAAAAAAA24/q79uOITj5lY/s1600-h/IMG_0346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIFsSzCO3SI/AAAAAAAAA24/q79uOITj5lY/s200/IMG_0346.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224576112919502114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there was Stratford-Upon-Avon, which was brilliant - haha, all the KC literature nuts are going to KILL me over this one ;D Visited Shakespeare's birthplace, which was completely rad. Had to pay to go in, though, and the queue was freaking long - so we didn't bother, in the end. It's a gorgeous place, though, I'm so going back in the future ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIFr0ZbwokI/AAAAAAAAA14/MOWYgv1T_1U/s1600-h/IMG_0284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIFr0ZbwokI/AAAAAAAAA14/MOWYgv1T_1U/s200/IMG_0284.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224575590651175490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIFj62p2wkI/AAAAAAAAA1o/TeoYuhpxgM0/s1600-h/IMG_0257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIFj62p2wkI/AAAAAAAAA1o/TeoYuhpxgM0/s200/IMG_0257.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224566905481118274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIFr0S99ZAI/AAAAAAAAA2A/5MmwyRqmqr0/s1600-h/IMG_0290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIFr0S99ZAI/AAAAAAAAA2A/5MmwyRqmqr0/s200/IMG_0290.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224575588915569666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIFj68wJ4rI/AAAAAAAAA1g/Pr6MqNbXHys/s1600-h/IMG_0244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIFj68wJ4rI/AAAAAAAAA1g/Pr6MqNbXHys/s200/IMG_0244.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224566907118150322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a random shot of Liverpool, which we went to on the day that we &lt;i&gt;should have been competing for&lt;/i&gt; Choir of the World. Pretty amusing, this one, because Jinli and I didn't really buy much - just a donuts and a wee bit of shopping, while others like Lixuan came back to the bus with £40 worth of Primark shopping. o_O Bloody hell, I didn't even know about Primark, or I'd've whiled away my 6 hours there too. AHHHH. (At least I got H&amp;M glitter eyeliner though, HAHA Mel and Cherissa were so jealous when I showed them.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIFi-Ize2oI/AAAAAAAAA1A/JX020GZPnxc/s1600-h/IMG_0193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIFi-Ize2oI/AAAAAAAAA1A/JX020GZPnxc/s200/IMG_0193.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224565862381312642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, onward to lovely London! Gorgeous the sight of unbelievable toy stores (READ: HAMLEYS) and beautifully crafted wands, a Doctor Who fangirl's ultimate dreamworld (I spent nearly £60 in an hour at Hamleys, if you want an indication of how amazing it was.) The night before, the Chinese people went out to Picadilly Circus and around Trafalgar Square, while Randy the Tourguide showed us around the morning after ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIC5Ig3CBdI/AAAAAAAAAzw/bjAZ0coyaAw/s1600-h/P7147050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIC5Ig3CBdI/AAAAAAAAAzw/bjAZ0coyaAw/s200/P7147050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224379123660621266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIC4w69nvzI/AAAAAAAAAzA/OMTcbFuIdX4/s1600-h/P7147097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIC4w69nvzI/AAAAAAAAAzA/OMTcbFuIdX4/s200/P7147097.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224378718350720818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIC6Vm7tygI/AAAAAAAAAz4/YTCbKq4nd0I/s1600-h/P7147039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIC6Vm7tygI/AAAAAAAAAz4/YTCbKq4nd0I/s200/P7147039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224380448140806658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIC6V_rouRI/AAAAAAAAA0A/FMoRiEBC1ko/s1600-h/P7147033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIC6V_rouRI/AAAAAAAAA0A/FMoRiEBC1ko/s200/P7147033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224380454784252178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idea why the escalators were so bloody long, lol. Oh our hotel room in London was sweet, though, all orangey walls and the prettiest light-fans, plus my room had 3 beds but only two people - so the third turned into a place for luggage, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIC5IQ__06I/AAAAAAAAAzg/CfdNyWeP7Ao/s1600-h/P7147061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIC5IQ__06I/AAAAAAAAAzg/CfdNyWeP7Ao/s200/P7147061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224379119403258786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random photos from all over, up next ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-8410482999602853303?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/8410482999602853303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=8410482999602853303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/8410482999602853303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/8410482999602853303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/07/now-this-is-where-photos-really-start.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIFr0gBCMNI/AAAAAAAAA2I/wut598gmZxU/s72-c/IMG_0299.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-1999758260538232572</id><published>2008-07-18T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T16:13:58.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have never felt more proud of a place other than Singapore in my life. Honestly, stepping into the Eisteddfod was like a dream come true for me - and even though I'm not Welsh, I love every inch of that land to bacon bits, Wales is awesome like that &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIC23cAM_xI/AAAAAAAAAyw/EX3LMrWgk8s/s1600-h/IMG_0120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIC23cAM_xI/AAAAAAAAAyw/EX3LMrWgk8s/s200/IMG_0120.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224376631275880210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIC23kizAJI/AAAAAAAAAy4/qO4jLxp9aPo/s1600-h/IMG_0141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIC23kizAJI/AAAAAAAAAy4/qO4jLxp9aPo/s200/IMG_0141.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224376633568460946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, British weather, being British weather, was annoying as usual. Completely stupid, it was raining for like, two seconds and then drying up. The ground was completely muddy, bleargh, everyone was so damn worried about our full-length costumes - plus the first day, we bloody wore SLIPPERS. Smart of us, I think, our feet were soaked in mud after that. Disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, though, our lovely Singaporean entourage was more than suited to the rain - the moment it started to rain, all the umbrellas came up faster than you could say "Ella, ella, ella, eh, eh, eh" xD Completely amusing. That, and we were all in our Asian costumes, so it was a real riot of colour :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIC23NN8ekI/AAAAAAAAAyo/skwvNQg8Mjo/s1600-h/IMG_0111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIC23NN8ekI/AAAAAAAAAyo/skwvNQg8Mjo/s200/IMG_0111.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224376627306986050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We managed to shop a bit on the first day - I spent about £19 in half an hour of shopping LOL. Whistles and name histories and Welsh flag pillows, it was completely awesome, really. Pity for me though, that was the only spot of shopping I managed to do at the Eisteddfod, I didn't get any other chances to go out to the shops :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and here's Sherman, looking like a strange detective/spyguy with his reflective sunglasses lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIFi9c_CYlI/AAAAAAAAA0g/G6jAFMV9jxE/s1600-h/IMG_0150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIFi9c_CYlI/AAAAAAAAA0g/G6jAFMV9jxE/s200/IMG_0150.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224565850618618450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIFi9uvux5I/AAAAAAAAA0o/8h8tHBU4eY8/s1600-h/IMG_0153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIFi9uvux5I/AAAAAAAAA0o/8h8tHBU4eY8/s200/IMG_0153.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224565855386257298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We performed for the night opening concert. Damn I really hate the Janger costume, it's such a hassle, what with all the stupid safety pins and shite. Dum Belle was awesome, as usual, but also kinda freaky because of the stomping bit, which was up on the choral risers; when we started stamping, the whole riser'd move. So sometimes I'd just jump for no reason, rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at Premier Inn, everyone had instant noodles for dinner. Mr Kwei was right - they really are a lifesaver in food-expensive Britain o_O Never mind that we were supposed to have had dinner at the Eisteddfod, the food there was kinda gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 of the Eisteddfod: Youth Choir competition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIFi9yigYcI/AAAAAAAAA0w/OGXk1g7oAkw/s1600-h/IMG_0163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIFi9yigYcI/AAAAAAAAA0w/OGXk1g7oAkw/s200/IMG_0163.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224565856404529602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIFi9zkyX_I/AAAAAAAAA04/OMex9y475UA/s1600-h/IMG_0177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIFi9zkyX_I/AAAAAAAAA04/OMex9y475UA/s200/IMG_0177.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224565856682532850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though they sounded kinda dispersed in the tent and Nono's voice was uber clear over the microphone, VJC WON ;D 90+ each for Yoru and De Circuito Aeterno, whoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 wasn't as awesome, though. Folklore category, for which we came in fourth, and Mixed Open, 3rd. It was just plain pathetic, really, I can't believe we didn't manage to even get a third for Folklore. Depressed to hell after that, and Mr Kwei's lecture didn't make it any better. Oh well, what's done is done - we're gonna thrash them all for whatever competition we enter in though, next year ;D Jiasheng says it might be Olomouc (AGAIN! I love Olomouc!) and some other competition around Austria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was pretty much the Eisteddfod. There isn't a lot cos it was mainly rushing about everywhere and watching other competitions, but the Eisteddfod was beautiful, all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, I'll never forget when that random TV person pulled me out of the line and shoved my face in front of a camera for a Llangollen.tv interview xD Plain freaky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-1999758260538232572?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/1999758260538232572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=1999758260538232572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/1999758260538232572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/1999758260538232572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-have-never-felt-more-proud-of-place.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIC23cAM_xI/AAAAAAAAAyw/EX3LMrWgk8s/s72-c/IMG_0120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-3908441765609264341</id><published>2008-07-18T20:58:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T12:27:08.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maybe the Eisteddfod didn't go exactly according to plan, but still, there's lots else about Britain which was completely amazing &lt;3 13 hour flight to Manchester, and then we headed up to Leeds for the Royal Armouries Museum (weaponry was awesome) lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SICzfQ3TsII/AAAAAAAAAxI/K2ml4FlSPhE/s1600-h/IMG_0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SICzfQ3TsII/AAAAAAAAAxI/K2ml4FlSPhE/s200/IMG_0010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224372917434036354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SICzfqbXTRI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/s7ANJw-rh48/s1600-h/IMG_0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SICzfqbXTRI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/s7ANJw-rh48/s200/IMG_0019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224372924296154386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SICzf40952I/AAAAAAAAAxY/yYkXJFmFa8w/s1600-h/IMG_0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SICzf40952I/AAAAAAAAAxY/yYkXJFmFa8w/s200/IMG_0026.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224372928161638242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tour guide guy even pointed out this building that the locals apparently call the Dalek Tower - I think I must've gone mad when he asked if anyone watched Doctor Who, lol. Ahh I love the Daleks, they're such adorable exterminating pepperpots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed up to Manchester after Leeds - passed by Old Trafford along the way, and the Trafford Shopping Center ;D Ooh, football fans are gonna be so jealous. We didn't manage to see any stars though. Came across my first-ever &lt;i&gt;HUGE&lt;/i&gt; M&amp;S while in TSC; if I need a single reason to move to Britain permenantly, let it be M&amp;S, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day, we were at Chester Town, which was lovely. I love English architecture, really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIC2O4Vpx0I/AAAAAAAAAxw/HFO-6D112Rw/s1600-h/IMG_0049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIC2O4Vpx0I/AAAAAAAAAxw/HFO-6D112Rw/s200/IMG_0049.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224375934507403074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIC2O-LTlqI/AAAAAAAAAx4/--jRzKEvklM/s1600-h/IMG_0065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIC2O-LTlqI/AAAAAAAAAx4/--jRzKEvklM/s200/IMG_0065.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224375936074618530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIC2PNc0SHI/AAAAAAAAAyA/HboE0ZVvAzU/s1600-h/IMG_0071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIC2PNc0SHI/AAAAAAAAAyA/HboE0ZVvAzU/s200/IMG_0071.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224375940174596210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIC2PfCHmsI/AAAAAAAAAyI/W4MoW1o-SqE/s1600-h/IMG_0072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIC2PfCHmsI/AAAAAAAAAyI/W4MoW1o-SqE/s200/IMG_0072.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224375944894454466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIC2PjgIOeI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/MkPrqvHtq4c/s1600-h/IMG_0082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIC2PjgIOeI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/MkPrqvHtq4c/s200/IMG_0082.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224375946094066146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strangest shops, too, like a whole Hat Company - I was so tempted to go into all that fancy dress. And lots of those red Telephone Boxes that I saw in the Parent Trap! If someone squared off the top of the Telephone Box, and painted it blue instead of red, it could turn into the TARDIS ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SICzgFbnUPI/AAAAAAAAAxg/aR6LtQtIU7o/s1600-h/IMG_0038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SICzgFbnUPI/AAAAAAAAAxg/aR6LtQtIU7o/s200/IMG_0038.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224372931544961266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SICzgQHWrOI/AAAAAAAAAxo/zFWML-Mric8/s1600-h/IMG_0043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SICzgQHWrOI/AAAAAAAAAxo/zFWML-Mric8/s200/IMG_0043.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224372934412774626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went up into WALES &lt;33 Oh, how I love the Welsh country, it's such a beautiful, untouched, rural area, full of sheep and horses and cows and everything. Lovely place, really. Waited for a hell of a long time for the registration at the Eisteddfod - annoying, really, because all we did was sit in the bus and wait - then went back to Chester for dinner (although for most girls it was more of shopping, really) and checked in at Premier Inn hotel - which, by the way, was absolutely LUSH. Plush beds, huge rooms, awesome place to be in the middle of nowhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the choir took up almost the entire place, lol xD It was pretty fun, though, I think we had the entire second level and it was chaos running all over the place and crashing rooms. Especially the infamous Room 21 (May says that sounds like a movie title) where the Altos keep hanging out, lol. Haha, the room that I shared with Jinli looked like a freaking refugee camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIFswkuRmtI/AAAAAAAAA3A/RMLaoAI0__M/s1600-h/P7096892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIFswkuRmtI/AAAAAAAAA3A/RMLaoAI0__M/s200/P7096892.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224576624473774802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIFsw7eNgnI/AAAAAAAAA3I/oEaqGJLGYh0/s1600-h/P7096891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SIFsw7eNgnI/AAAAAAAAA3I/oEaqGJLGYh0/s200/P7096891.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224576630580413042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog about the Eisteddfod in a seperate post ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-3908441765609264341?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/3908441765609264341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=3908441765609264341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/3908441765609264341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/3908441765609264341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/07/maybe-eisteddfod-didnt-go-exactly.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SICzfQ3TsII/AAAAAAAAAxI/K2ml4FlSPhE/s72-c/IMG_0010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-6557331795391991671</id><published>2008-07-16T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T18:39:03.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One word for Britain. Amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-6557331795391991671?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/6557331795391991671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=6557331795391991671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/6557331795391991671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/6557331795391991671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/07/one-word-for-britain.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-8760477758890078547</id><published>2008-07-06T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T23:14:12.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To quote Mr Sim: "At Changi Airport's spanking new terminal 3 now!" LOL. It's 11:09 and we should be boarding anytime soon, waiting for them to make the first class/business class/all passengers announcement, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jinli says: "hi ;D" And Mingxin says hi too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wel, dyn ni'n mynd i Gymru. Yfory dyn ni'n i Manchester, 13 awr yn y (Beth am Gymraeg "aeroplane"?). Sorry my Welsh really sucks here, I haven't spoken Welsh in a while. Gave myself a crash course this morning, managed to memorise a few words I think, but I'm getting myself an English-Welsh dictionary there anyhow, so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People beside me playing &lt;i&gt;a*****e Taiti&lt;/i&gt;, lol. Everyone's streaming in through the gates. Can't wait to board ;D Goodbye Faith, Deborah, David, Mom, Dad, Grace, Huimin, Phyllis, Rouhui, and everyone else who's gonna be here in Singapore &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-8760477758890078547?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/8760477758890078547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=8760477758890078547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/8760477758890078547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/8760477758890078547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/07/to-quote-mr-sim-at-changi-airports.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-518757872148054147</id><published>2008-07-06T10:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T11:09:46.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Journey's End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="315" height="234"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DTxWRZKHI6s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DTxWRZKHI6s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="315" height="234"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was, in a word, beautiful. It was better than Doomsday - oh, how I love all the end-of-series episodes, each and every one of the four. Made me cry, the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;[DOCTOR WHO: JOURNEY'S END SPOILERS START]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font color=red&gt;&lt;br /&gt;way that Donna had to have her memories erased at the end. She really was brilliant, as a human whole and as the Doctor-Donna. Tragic, how after everything she'd done and all that she'd helped with, she had to be stuck back on Earth. But it was for the best, after all. Human-Timelord, burning up. Still, heartbreaking, that's the only word for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also loved how Dalek Caan turned out really good in the end, having seen through time and space and helping the Doctor and Donna, bringing them and linking them back together time and time again. Rose and the (ageing human) Doctor finally got together, in their parallel universe, which was just plain sweet. And back at Bad Wolf Bay, too, oh the nostalgia. Davros was absolutely menacing, but brilliant like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I wanted to go on and on about what I loved about this episode, I'd regurgitate the entire 45 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Human Doctor:&lt;/b&gt; I grew out of you. Still, could be worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Donna:&lt;/b&gt; Oy, watch it space man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Human Doctor:&lt;/b&gt; Oy, watch it earth girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dalek Caan:&lt;/b&gt; I saw the Daleks, what we have done throughout time and space. I saw the truth of us, creator, and I decreed: no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Davros:&lt;/b&gt; And the prophecy unfolds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dalek Caan:&lt;/b&gt; And the Doctor's soul is revealed! See him, see the heart of him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Davros:&lt;/b&gt; The man who abhors violence, never carrying a gun. But this is the truth, Doctor. You take ordinary people and you fashion them into weapons. All your Children of Time transformed into murderers. I meant the Daleks, Doctor. You made this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Davros:&lt;/b&gt; How many more? Just think, how many have died in your name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[flashback]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Davros:&lt;/b&gt;The Doctor. The man who keeps running. Never looking back because he dare not, out of shame. This is my final victory, Doctor. I have shown you: yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Davros:&lt;/b&gt; Your strategies have failed, your weapons are useless, and, oh. The end of the universe has come.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;[DOCTOR WHO: JOURNEY'S END SPOILERS END]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font color=red&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just like what David Tennant said in Doctor Who Confidential: Lots of people's journeys have an end to reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flight's tonight! Lots of Doctor Who stuff &lt;3 Yes David, I'll get you a TARDIS souvenir if I come across it, and we can go crazy on Doctor Who together LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-518757872148054147?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/518757872148054147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=518757872148054147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/518757872148054147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/518757872148054147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/07/journeys-end.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-8653210857216846516</id><published>2008-07-05T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T23:55:26.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This time tomorrow, I'll be on-board the SQ and awaiting takeoff ;D Freaking excited. WE'RE GOING TO LLANGOLLEN! Everyone wish us luck for the Eisteddfod :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a bit of problem with my luggage, though - the SIA limit's 20kg and I've got 17kg, but I want to keep it at 15kg. I've tried taking out the trench (that's the heaviest item in my luggage, probably weighs a whole kilogram or something) and wearing it on the flight, dunno if that'll work to keep my luggage weight down though. And my hand carry's starting to load up too. Hopefully I'll get a lot less weight when I come back, and after I've finished devouring the instant noodles and chips and stuff :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also feeling terribly happy, because Zachary Taylor Kiyan called me from Utah!! For the absolute first time, it was like, 3.45am over there or something and he was having insomnia, so he called me and we talked for half an hour :D Goodness, hearing his voice over the phone just makes him so much more... Real. Talked about the most random stuff, like moth-eating Kitty, and omelette. Lol. That boy is adorable &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2355 on 6th July!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-8653210857216846516?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/8653210857216846516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=8653210857216846516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/8653210857216846516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/8653210857216846516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-time-tomorrow-ill-be-on-board-sq.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-8650912552120238943</id><published>2008-07-03T19:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T20:08:24.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Three days :D I'm bloody excited, I totally can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manchester, Leeds, Chester, Llangollen, Stratford Upon Avon, Oxford, and London! It's any British fan's greatest dream. And to actually step foot into Wales! (Not to mention the Rift in time and space, in Cardiff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping for my 'rations', as Steven calls them, today. Lol I have five bowls of instant noodles, lots of chips, packet tea, and other stuff for the trip ;D I'm gonna spam everything down my throat once the competition's over and I can eat oily food, deep fried food, and everything else that's junk xD Mom asked if I was going camping or to a competition, lol. Also got myself a pair of earplugs, on Mr Kwei's advice, because apparently 'Brits love to travel with babies'. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah shite, I just remembered about the stupid Janger Balinese dance costume thing. I am not putting that in the luggage or hand carry, that's so going in the cargo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've got a whole list of stuff that I know I'll be watching on the flights there and back - Pushing Daisies, 21, The Orphanage, and whatever else there is :D Pity there isn't Wall-E, though, or Prince Caspian. Blah, I so would have watched those if they had them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bringing three cameras - the Canon G2, Olympus Mju 700, and the Sony vidcam (I can't remember the model of that lol). I am such a freak for pictures, might just turn into that Memory Keeper. Need to remember to bring the chargers, I keep nearly-forgetting those :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom finally let me start packing today, before this she was like "What're you packing so early for?! I just got rid of one bag of luggage and now you want to clutter up the place with another!" Because Yenik's off in Indonesia now, lol. I find it strange how Yenik and I always somehow coordinate our jetsetting at the same time, it was the same for Olomouc back in '06.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 75 hours and 50 minutes to go before the 2355 flight on Sunday, from T3!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-8650912552120238943?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/8650912552120238943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=8650912552120238943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/8650912552120238943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/8650912552120238943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/07/three-days-d-im-bloody-excited-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-7149290761154906506</id><published>2008-06-29T20:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T21:11:13.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Stolen Earth - return of the Daleks, return of Davros, 27 planets in the sky, Harriet Jones, four companions, the Shadow Proclaimation, what could be better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="315" height="234"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cggz9Wuu8wU&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cggz9Wuu8wU&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="315" height="234"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One bummer, though. I HATE THE CLIFFHANGER. I WANT TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENS NEXT WEEK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I realised that I'm flying off on SUNDAY night, not Saturday - so I get to watch Doctor Who in the morning, after all, before I leave for Manchester at 2355 hours ;D Yay! I love Britain so, so, so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff to buy from Britain: The complete orchestral scores to the Chronicles of Narnia, a mini-TARDIS, a sonic screwdriver, a Welsh-English dictionary, Doctor Who figurines, clothes (if I can afford them o_O), and whatever souvenirs I'll be finding along the way :D Plus, taking lots of photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams week was horrible. Bio I might have a chance of passing, but for math/chem, it's beyond hope. Music was still quite alright, although I forgot what a &lt;i&gt;laya&lt;/i&gt; is - Indian music, bleargh. I'm gonna fail music practical though. KI I'll probably get an S for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, A level Chinese Oral tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-7149290761154906506?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/7149290761154906506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=7149290761154906506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/7149290761154906506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/7149290761154906506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-love-this-episode-i-hate-cliffhanger.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-4081185049208782693</id><published>2008-06-21T09:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T10:23:53.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Music yesterday was completely fun xD Had solo consultation in the morn... Or at least, that was the guise, for Mr Sim's belated birthday celebration (it was on 15 June, really). Wensiu was supposed to show up at consultation but decided to abandon me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So during Rouhui and Steven's consultation which was right after mine, I went shopping for the cake/sparkling juice stuff with Tingkai. Of course, the Battlestar Galactica/LotR present thing completely fell through, lol, so we settled for just regular party stuff. Maybe next year he'll get something LotR ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after looking at Fourleaves, Swenson's, Breadtalk and Chocz, we decided to get the 29-year-old teacher a nice mango Breadtalk cake :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SFxdFzTEZ1I/AAAAAAAAAwY/TzgHedtzhfg/s1600-h/P6206740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SFxdFzTEZ1I/AAAAAAAAAwY/TzgHedtzhfg/s200/P6206740.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214144822839109458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there it is, in all its glory. Well, missing the candles, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Rouhui and Steven were in the middle of consultation, Wensiu, Tingkai, Gwenyth and I burst in with the mango cake and singing the birthday song. The look on the Simster's face was hilarious, it was one of those "What in the world?!" lol. Haha must've been bittersweet, lovely students celebrating a belated birthday while being reminded that you're a year older! He was going all like "Once you pass a certain age you don't celebrate your birthdays anymore!" But it's 29 years young though ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SFxdFvwwddI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/97TbLCCNbSE/s1600-h/P6206737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SFxdFvwwddI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/97TbLCCNbSE/s200/P6206737.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214144821889889746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleargh. Camera quality sucks &gt;_&lt; But, never mind. Lol we were so worried the aircon would put the candle flames out. And when the Simster made his birthday wish, it was "Everyone gets As!" Lol such a typical teacher wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mango cake was really good though. Haha Rouhui and I had a hard time thinking about about what sort of a cake to get him - see Mr Sim, we're considerate. We take into account that you might think a chocolate cake would be fattening before choosing a cake :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SFxdGDd9pHI/AAAAAAAAAwg/L10zChurWJo/s1600-h/P6206750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SFxdGDd9pHI/AAAAAAAAAwg/L10zChurWJo/s200/P6206750.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214144827179770994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SFxdGaCW4EI/AAAAAAAAAwo/4WLHTSQzijk/s1600-h/P6206741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SFxdGaCW4EI/AAAAAAAAAwo/4WLHTSQzijk/s200/P6206741.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214144833237999682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol and then we had a huge problem figuring out where to put the camera for the group photo, since the background was too bright outside the Music Room and everyone'd look like silhouettes. Here's the final photo though, inside the MR and Photoshopped because I wanted to play with the &lt;i&gt;cutout&lt;/i&gt; function ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SFxg5ZFs_KI/AAAAAAAAAw4/f_ytLnDLCxk/s1600-h/Copy+of+Copy+of+P6206752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SFxg5ZFs_KI/AAAAAAAAAw4/f_ytLnDLCxk/s200/Copy+of+Copy+of+P6206752.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214149007691807906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, so that was yesterday's belated birthday celebration for Mr Sim. &lt;font size=2&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy belated 29th!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I went down to the airport to meet David and Deborah, to study. Not bad, I managed to get a fair bit of biology done - although that bit's gonna have to increase a substantial amount today :/ Studying is horrible at A levels. -Mutter mutter-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-4081185049208782693?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/4081185049208782693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=4081185049208782693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/4081185049208782693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/4081185049208782693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/06/music-yesterday-was-completely-fun-xd.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SFxdFzTEZ1I/AAAAAAAAAwY/TzgHedtzhfg/s72-c/P6206740.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-3641776176183661073</id><published>2008-06-18T08:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T09:36:10.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love Prince Caspian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SFhjU-2E17I/AAAAAAAAAv0/fZFBeC8FMOI/s1600-h/PrinceCaspianTeaserPoster-778388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SFhjU-2E17I/AAAAAAAAAv0/fZFBeC8FMOI/s200/PrinceCaspianTeaserPoster-778388.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213025780799690674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that I wasn't too pleased with the soundtrack while I was watching the movie. Honestly, so much material from &lt;i&gt;the Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe&lt;/i&gt; is reused - you would've thought Harry Gregson-Williams wouldn't entirely quote &lt;i&gt;the Battle&lt;/i&gt; [LWW]in &lt;i&gt;Battle at Aslan's How&lt;/i&gt; [PC]! Maybe quotations of thematic material from LWW, but to quote the whole section entirely?! Okay, so I have to admit the non-critical side of me liked the huge quotation because it reminded me of LWW. (The critical bit still doesn't though.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SFhkx5Wm39I/AAAAAAAAAv8/BqgnYwAZxBE/s1600-h/51bweDjWHkL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SFhkx5Wm39I/AAAAAAAAAv8/BqgnYwAZxBE/s200/51bweDjWHkL._SS500_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213027377053360082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However - after listening to the thing all over again, I think I'm starting to take a fondness to the PC soundtrack. The numerous quotations from LLW present in the PC soundtrack bridged the two movies very well. It altogether really is an epic piece of work. Read somewhere that it's "like the first soundtrack grew up", and it's true, a beautiful score, albeit darker. It's not entirely different, because it is from the same book series after all, but the music tells the story of the second movie extremely well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{start fangirling}&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention the eye candy just makes everything better. &lt;3 Skandar Keynes (Edmund) and Ben Barnes (Caspian) are such hotties right now, ahh. Something must've happened to William Moseley (Peter), though, because he's not as cute as in the first movie. But ohmygosh Ben Barnes is completely eternally totally awesome. Damnit Susan, you should've just stayed there in Narnia, I wouldn've have cared if I was 1300 years older than him &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;{?end fangirling}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the Spanish-y accent for the Telmarines was awesome, it's nice to hear something different from a British English sort of take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SFhjTnswgjI/AAAAAAAAAvs/QmT5TNmDQ7U/s1600-h/16nara.xlarge1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SFhjTnswgjI/AAAAAAAAAvs/QmT5TNmDQ7U/s200/16nara.xlarge1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213025757406724658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the lines were laugh-out-loud funny, lol, like Lucy's "Oh my gosh he's so cute!" and "You are a mouse!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll say this much about the graphics: absolutely brilliant CGI. Nothing to say about the storyline because it's a book adaptation, but I thought the interpretations of the book were pretty interesting. Having Caspian fall for Susan? Caspian and Peter fighting over battle plans? Cool take on it, but I doubt die-hard fans of the Chronicles of Narnia series would be thankful for this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved this movie, though, so if you haven't caught it already, do so now ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-3641776176183661073?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/3641776176183661073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=3641776176183661073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/3641776176183661073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/3641776176183661073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-love-prince-caspian.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SFhjU-2E17I/AAAAAAAAAv0/fZFBeC8FMOI/s72-c/PrinceCaspianTeaserPoster-778388.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-742134968648438277</id><published>2008-06-08T10:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T10:49:24.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's at times like these that I love Doctor Who more than anything else. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="315" height="234"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ENk0-gPZyts&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ENk0-gPZyts&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="315" height="234"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence in the Library/Forest of the Dead is officially my favorite episode of season 4, so far. Brilliant story arc. Awesome script, brilliant storyline, and positively sends chills up my spine. I'm so glad we're going to Wales, there's gonna be lots of time for shopping there - here I come, Doctor Who memorablia ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to buy a mini TARDIS and a sonic screwdriver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the 'saved' line, that was brilliant. "It meant, it literally meant, SAVED!" Not to mention Miss Evangelista in CAL's hard-drive, what with "I'm a very poor copy of myself." Ooh, and lines like these (I got the following from Wikiquote, by the way):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Prof. River Song narrating:&lt;/b&gt; When you run with the Doctor, it feels like it'll never end. But however hard you try you can't run forever. Everybody knows that everybody dies and nobody knows it like the Doctor. But I do think that all the skies of all the worlds might just turn dark if he ever for one moment, accepts it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Doctor:&lt;/b&gt; Why? Why would I give her my screwdriver? Why would I do that? The thing is future me had years to think about it. All those years to think of a way to save her, and what he did was give her a screwdriver. Why would I do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[realizing why his future self has given River the screwdriver] Oh, ohh, ooooh. Look at that. I'm very good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Donna:&lt;/b&gt; What have you done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Doctor:&lt;/b&gt; Saved her! &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moffatt has some awesome writing there, but what's not to expect from someone with his imagination and writing skill. Awesome acting from Tennant and Tate as usual, and from Alex Kingston too - especially given she wasn't previously involved in Doctor Who. Oh, and very nice reference to Planet of the Ood, too. "I think your song must end soon. Every song must end." I love how Moffatt hints at future episodes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd really like to see lots more of Professor River Song in future on Doctor Who - maybe season 7? Season 8? Which just reminds me that there won't be a whole season to whet my appetite for Doctor Who for the whole of next year. ARGH! Why does season 5 have to come only in 2010!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thrilling conclusion to an episode/story arc with just the right emotional touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To anyone who doesn't already watch Doctor Who (which, I know, will be most of you guys reading this) - if you need any more reason to start doing so, this story arc is it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SEtHkOm1NNI/AAAAAAAAAtE/e7VdUW_qRVc/s1600-h/whatsupdoc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SEtHkOm1NNI/AAAAAAAAAtE/e7VdUW_qRVc/s200/whatsupdoc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209336081705940178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-742134968648438277?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/742134968648438277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=742134968648438277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/742134968648438277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/742134968648438277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-at-times-like-these-that-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SEtHkOm1NNI/AAAAAAAAAtE/e7VdUW_qRVc/s72-c/whatsupdoc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-1901927243941533274</id><published>2008-05-31T00:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T16:12:10.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OHMYGOSH, 10TH ANNIVERSARY SCHOLASTIC EDITION OF HARRY POTTER AND THE SORCERER'S STONE TO BE PUBLISHED ON SEPTEMBER 23RD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SD__3BDBMsI/AAAAAAAAAsM/cLBG0NgASuQ/s1600-h/51qGerE%2BdNL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SD__3BDBMsI/AAAAAAAAAsM/cLBG0NgASuQ/s200/51qGerE%2BdNL._SS500_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206161014902567618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone nice please buy me this for my 17th birthday ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-1901927243941533274?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/1901927243941533274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=1901927243941533274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/1901927243941533274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/1901927243941533274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/05/ohmygosh-10th-anniversary-scholastic.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SD__3BDBMsI/AAAAAAAAAsM/cLBG0NgASuQ/s72-c/51qGerE%2BdNL._SS500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-2066572911528669594</id><published>2008-05-10T21:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T22:31:20.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LAUGH. Because I finally crossed the KC passing mark for 2.4km run (18 minutes, on Wednesday) but failed for the VJ standard. It's the water, I tell you. I can't go past the first three rounds without suffering dehydration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Choir's been like crazy these few days. Saturday straight through Thursday, and then there was choir this morning and afternoon, too. But it's not like it's been mindless singing, I think we've really moved on lots compared to our standard a week ago. Go go VJ choir, we'll put up a mind-blowing SoV on Monday and all the practice will have been worth it ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there's a lot of work to do, as usual. Okay, more than usual, because the combined load of cheerleading through April, plus this week's intensive choir, has left me with no time to revise or study. Not that I should be blaming anything, I know it's all my fault, but when there's so much work you just &lt;i&gt;need&lt;/i&gt; something to blame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SCWvWs1H-hI/AAAAAAAAAqM/MVjA0LAHGAQ/s1600-h/57468872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SCWvWs1H-hI/AAAAAAAAAqM/MVjA0LAHGAQ/s200/57468872.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198754149395069458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I failed chemistry. Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's ironic how I received KC's award for top in chemistry, yet I'm failing like mad here. I didn't even get 25% on the lecture assessment. I looked at the paper, and I swear I nearly cried. I honestly felt like dropping everything, running home just to start studying, but obviously that wouldn't be possible in the middle of chemistry tutorial. It's disappointing, though. I know I love chemistry, yet I can't find the time to learn it properly. Rather, I'm blaming not being able to find time to learn it properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's with me and my stupid inability to learn stuff fast? My biology's screwed, my chemistry's screwed, math's a goner and music's... Well, Mr Sim isn't exactly happy, that much I know for sure. There's a baroque-styled composition based on Pergolesi's Sabat Mater that I'm supposed to hand in next week. I'm pretty happy about that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll talk about yesterday's VJCO concert, which was completely awesome. Tingkai's 笛子 was brill, as usual, and I think the VJCO suona players are insane. Having been a 嗩吶/笛子 player in KCCO, I know how bloody difficult the 嗩吶 can be to play, but the VJCO players are so controlled over their instrument. It's crazy. Tenghui's 二胡 was awesome, too, and his mouse and drum thing was funny xD Hiding behind the 大鼓. Sometimes I just miss Chinese Orchestra, all the gigantic melodies and everything. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SCWw5s1H-iI/AAAAAAAAAqU/QloK6eaPrpM/s1600-h/suona.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SCWw5s1H-iI/AAAAAAAAAqU/QloK6eaPrpM/s200/suona.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198755850202118690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-2066572911528669594?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/2066572911528669594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=2066572911528669594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/2066572911528669594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/2066572911528669594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-laugh.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SCWvWs1H-hI/AAAAAAAAAqM/MVjA0LAHGAQ/s72-c/57468872.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-2663544119321101722</id><published>2008-05-07T08:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T08:45:26.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;Goodbye to numbers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm skipping math lecture to write this now xD Or rather, I'm supposed to be doing PW Evaluation of Materials, but as you can probably see, that isn't going very well right now. Wensiu's beside me. Say hello, Wensiu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wensiu:&lt;/b&gt; Yoz! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, so that was Wensiu. I'd like to scream now, so I shall. -Insert ultrasound scream here- Apart from choir SoV ticket sales going down (I mean that in a bad way) slower than my brain handling math, I haven't got a clue what the hell EoM is supposed to be about. And, it was supposed to be due on Friday. Brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEMPSTER! :D Okay, belated birthday. Rushed down to Tampines Mall yesterday after choir, lol. It was madness, especially since they left the moment I got there :/ AHH. It's not my freaking fault that choir ended so late. But at least I got to say happy birthday to Dempster, along with being killed by Meiying and the rest of the lot, so it wasn't so bad ;D Faith stayed for a bit, though, we food crazy again after that. Faith and I are not a good combination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough of digression. Back to the EoM. One period's gone and I have another 35 minutes before bloody P.E. and 2.4km run, which I am going to fail, as usual.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-2663544119321101722?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/2663544119321101722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=2663544119321101722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/2663544119321101722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/2663544119321101722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/05/goodbye-to-numbers-because-im-skipping.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-3419325896718575614</id><published>2008-05-03T20:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T09:35:11.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) LOVE the Aquila cheer squad to bacon bits.&lt;br /&gt;b) want S03E05 of Doctor Who, &lt;i&gt;The Poison Sky&lt;/i&gt;, to be uploaded online ASAP so that poor non-UK people like myself can watch it.&lt;br /&gt;c) want to see Rose Tyler back on Doctor Who.&lt;br /&gt;d) need to get lots of work done.&lt;br /&gt;e) am not really caring so much about work.&lt;br /&gt;f) need to practice Ravel's Nocturne no. 1, Bach's Italian Concerto, as well as Chopin's op 31 Scherzo.&lt;br /&gt;g) need to finalise my mid-year as well as Opus II repertoire.&lt;br /&gt;h) would like to get my minimalist music research done.&lt;br /&gt;i) shall go offline now to play the piano. After -you- watch this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="315" height="245"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hvi9nN4-bZs&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hvi9nN4-bZs&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="315" height="245"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-3419325896718575614?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/3419325896718575614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=3419325896718575614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/3419325896718575614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/3419325896718575614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-want-youtube-to-work-properly-so-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-373986831581496148</id><published>2008-05-01T11:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T13:19:07.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MAAAAAAY! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday was brilliant after Sports Day, not least because I was still feeling high from the Aquila win ;D Nearly half the class went out to Bugis Junction for dinner! Which, as usual, wasn't a very high turn out but it's better than nothing :) Naomi couldn't go cos she had sailor's dinner, and most of the others just somehow disappeared. So apart from myself, Rouhui, Annabella, Phyllis, Ben, Tenghui, Yixiang, Junfeng, and Kiahong went for dinner too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we decided to eat at the foodcourt in Bugis. Apart from the horrendously long queues, there was LOTS OF PEPPER &lt;s&gt;LUNCH&lt;/s&gt; DINNER GOING ROUND! Lol four of us bought our dinners from PepperLunch, it was rad ;D I think the sizzling of the hotplate is cool. (Note the ironic pun on words.) Annabella was so darn amusing, she kept looking over at Tenghui's food and saying she wished she'd bought what he was eating xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SBlM4wmFWMI/AAAAAAAAAp8/ig_TUwlUciI/s1600-h/pepper_lunch_starts.Par.0002.Image.gif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SBlM4wmFWMI/AAAAAAAAAp8/ig_TUwlUciI/s200/pepper_lunch_starts.Par.0002.Image.gif.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195268183149598914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty fun, looking over the dinner table and seeing blue and white everywere. Everyone was wearing their house tee, except me cos I was still in the cheer uniform+miniskirt (it wasn't that conspicuous so it was alright to wear out) and Ben, who was in his tennis tee. We could've turned into the Aquila Brigade, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after dinner, we went around to windowshop a bit, plus buying lots of Mcdonald's ice cream cones :D I love Macs, their icecreams are so totally worth it. Haha it was stupid at Kino, cos after Phyllis and I went to buy notebooks (the paper kind, not the ones with circuit boards! Lol Junfeng) we saw Ben and Tenghui sitting on the bench outside. I decided to suddenly dump all my bags on them, so I almost threw my stuff on them, lol. The look on their faces was priceless xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home not too long after, but nighttime was fun anyhow. I just love 08S34, the random rojaks :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-373986831581496148?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/373986831581496148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=373986831581496148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/373986831581496148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/373986831581496148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-birthday-to-maaaaaay-3-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SBlM4wmFWMI/AAAAAAAAAp8/ig_TUwlUciI/s72-c/pepper_lunch_starts.Par.0002.Image.gif.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-7020434606876007651</id><published>2008-04-30T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T09:40:01.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh. My. &amp;%$&amp;@#%$^#@*$%^$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=2 color=blue&gt;AQUILA FREAKING WON HOUSE CHEER!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So those latenights of staying back in school to practice, midnight on Tuesday, the psychotic locking (which I had to be reminded to do up till the very end), the being scolded by parents and the complete lag in schoolwork was worth it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my squad, I really do. It's not been all flowers and happy chirping birds, but it's totally been worth it. Although getting the stunts up was pretty much hell, there was the skirt saga, Nicole and Charmaine both got hurt pretty badly, but we were good enough to be first and that's all it takes ;D Whoever has the video of our routine, could you -please- send it to me &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were learning our cheer like, an hour and half before the competition, because we waited right to the end for that. Hair was crazy, not to mention mentally revising the positions and stunts over and over again and having that little voice in my head which went "LOCK! LOCK!" all throughout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerleading's just completely unbelievable, I can't put it all into words. Even though our routine just now during sports day was far from perfect - the forward-roll/dead-man was screwed up, and I didn't manage to get up on the final hitch either - but the spirit was there, and it was fun. The split wasn't perfect but it wasn't bad, and although my foot kinda got stuck during the arabesque, at least the smile was still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SBlSNQmFWNI/AAAAAAAAAqE/IoIMsGCVlZA/s1600-h/bald-eagle-head.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SBlSNQmFWNI/AAAAAAAAAqE/IoIMsGCVlZA/s200/bald-eagle-head.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195274032895056082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100% and all out for the squad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to Ursa for getting second, and Draco for getting third, you both totally deserved it :) Ursa's hair+makeup=ohmy, while I loved Draco's stunts, they were awesome. CHLOE LEE! Your mid-air front tuck for Ursa was psychotic :/ To Brandan and Priscilla, don't be sad that Draco got third or anything okay, I honestly think your routine was awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll blog more about the after-Sports-Day class dinner tomorrow or something :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;A-Q-U-I, Aqui, Aquila!&lt;br /&gt;A-Q-U-I, Aqui, Aquila!&lt;br /&gt;A-Q-U-I, Aqui, Aquila!&lt;br /&gt;YEAH!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy belated birthday to Philip, whose birthday was yesterday, and to Binghao whose birthday is today ;D You're both awesome seventeen now, keep on with the being spastic and funny and shite :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-7020434606876007651?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/7020434606876007651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=7020434606876007651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/7020434606876007651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/7020434606876007651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/05/oh.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SBlSNQmFWNI/AAAAAAAAAqE/IoIMsGCVlZA/s72-c/bald-eagle-head.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-546635464574090247</id><published>2008-04-26T22:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T11:56:24.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OHMYGOD &lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;b&gt;DOCTOR WHO&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!!!!! &lt;33333333333333 DAVID TENNANT = LUSH, DOCTOR WHO = LOVE, DONNA'S BACK, AND ROSE IS GONNA RETURN THIS SEASON!!!! (Oh my, the threesome. The Doctor, Rose, and Martha. :o ) I want the Daleks back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="315" height="245"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L33XBnt_KZs&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L33XBnt_KZs&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="315" height="245"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I love Doctor Who, isn't it just the most awesome show, ever. I could live and breathe the TARDIS, really &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was pretty brill, and fam was quite nice today, yay :) There was the IP open house performance in the morning, and guess who dropped by :o Wei Woo! Lol it's been a while, and your PSP is rad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, nice parents passed me my shirt in the afternoon and even gave me a lift to Siglap. Sometimes the small things matter, I think I'm pretty chilled down from yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this Dr Johnson guy from the University of Kansas who held a workshop. We sorta re-did Leonardo ;D I swear the song's even more awesome now than it was before, singing it just sends chills up my spine &lt;3 Along with the fact that Dr Johnson's just funny, jumping all over the place and everything to get his point across xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed back to school for cheer after, and yay we've got most of our routine up :DD Pretty darn excited for Wednesday. Cheering at Bishan CC tomorrow, wonder how that'll go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fam picked me up at about 6.45ish, went to Hanabi at Katong Mall for dinner :) I love their &lt;i&gt;a la carte&lt;/i&gt; buffet, the $30 at dinnertime is totally worth it. Went to Parkway after that, and Mom bought me Twilight :D:D Yay, thanks lots Mom &lt;3 Dad bought me Symphony, by Sarah Brightman, so I'm happy about that too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in all, today's been pretty brill. Twilight + Symphony + Doctor Who, it just makes my day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SBNQqwmFWLI/AAAAAAAAApw/BA7J_p49CUM/s1600-h/Doctor+Who+Logo+2005+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SBNQqwmFWLI/AAAAAAAAApw/BA7J_p49CUM/s200/Doctor+Who+Logo+2005+.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193583490817677490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, Randy, what you say actually makes sense. Maybe fam is more important than I've been giving it credit for. Don't you just hate having to work these things out?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-546635464574090247?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/546635464574090247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=546635464574090247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/546635464574090247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/546635464574090247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/04/ohmygod-doctor-who-33333333333333-david.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SBNQqwmFWLI/AAAAAAAAApw/BA7J_p49CUM/s72-c/Doctor+Who+Logo+2005+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-1853615069942061292</id><published>2008-04-21T21:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T21:47:25.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today has been good good good good good &lt;33 :D:D !! ^^;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all because I got a full 12 hours (you saw that right, t-w-e-l-v-e, 12) hours of sleep last night so I'm yaaaaaaay happy, along with the fact that I'm all better from the throat ulcer, oh the wonders of medication :D So today I was actually pretty energetic all the way, I paid attention in ALL the lectures - INCLUDING MATH!! - and I could do my tutorials, INCLUDING MATH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M'hm and cheer was awesomeeeeee today, because I think I've finally got my arabesque right &lt;3 Rachel did a basket toss which was freaky because she kept falling back (STUPID GIRL, LOCK AND DON'T KICK WHEN YOU'RE IN THE AIR) and all over the place. Good thing the bases were pretty alert and caught her properly. I still need to practice my straight-to-lib though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir was love too! :D We did Zsoltar, Mate Saule, and Ill Married Women. Which are fun songs cos they're in such exotic languages, and are complete fun to sing in ;D Apart from the fact that my high notes screeched a bit today, but otherwise it went along pretty rad &lt;3 Less than a month to SoV, so people better start working hard to make this a lush one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all in all today was lush, apart from the fact that when I finally realised that today was Munchy Monday after math lec, and I wanted to go buy some donuts to treat myself, they were all sold out D: So that was probably the only downside, but nevermind, there's donuts every week so I'm not fussy ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SAyaBnDsY6I/AAAAAAAAApg/W3mwZPXJJ_M/s1600-h/200122122-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SAyaBnDsY6I/AAAAAAAAApg/W3mwZPXJJ_M/s200/200122122-001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191693822906360738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also did the stupid thing of skipping buses so that I could meet Deb on the same bus 16, since she was on the 16 approaching VJ and I was just at the busstop leaving VJ. Lol, the stupid things we do. But it was fun though xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's just been such a brilliant day :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-1853615069942061292?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/1853615069942061292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=1853615069942061292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/1853615069942061292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/1853615069942061292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/04/today-has-been-good-good-good-good-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SAyaBnDsY6I/AAAAAAAAApg/W3mwZPXJJ_M/s72-c/200122122-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-460339476961789449</id><published>2008-04-20T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T21:46:53.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday's KC SaPGD, I fell asleep like, three times during the speeches because it was a) boring, b) I was tired. I woke up like, 10 minutes before I was supposed to go on stage to collect my prize and cert, lol. I really miss KC's morning reflections and all, though, so it was completely awesome singing the KC school song again in the hall, and having the prayer before the ceremony started. Never mind that I'm not Catholic, it was lush anyhow. I miss the atmosphere so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after SaPGD, I've got $30+$30+$50=$110 worth of MPH vouchers to spend over the next year :D I wanted to buy Twilight today, but !(@&amp;$^#&amp;*@^% MPH's sold out. I shall wait for the next shipment to buy it then &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SAyX73DsY5I/AAAAAAAAApY/fgklj66OioM/s1600-h/twilight1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SAyX73DsY5I/AAAAAAAAApY/fgklj66OioM/s200/twilight1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191691525098857362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught up with Tessa, Vicki, and all the old KCians :D I realised that there're only 7 KCians in VJ now. We're small, but we make our presence known ;) Clare, Carisia, Yuenying, and everyone else was there. I miss the KCians of '07 so bad, we have -got- to get together sometime for a how's-everyone-doing meet &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY ____, RYAN YOUNG NG PLAYS THE PIANO. And he used to go to the same freaking piano teacher as I do. I swear I nearly fainted when I walked into my first piano class of the year (yes I know, I've been such a piano slacker) yesterday and the first thing Auntie Shireen said was "Ryan's in your class." $^#@*&amp;$%^#@$?! Anyway, I've finally got my repetoire for the MYE, so I'mma be playing Bach, Chopin, and Satie ;D Haven't got the final list for what to sing yet, so I'll see how that goes. The Bach &lt;i&gt;Italian Concerto&lt;/i&gt; I'm playing on the piano is schweet ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-460339476961789449?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/460339476961789449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=460339476961789449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/460339476961789449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/460339476961789449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/04/yesterdays-kc-sapgd-i-fell-asleep-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SAyX73DsY5I/AAAAAAAAApY/fgklj66OioM/s72-c/twilight1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-7624742120833458961</id><published>2008-04-13T18:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T19:30:14.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is what Mother Rouhui said today, it's pretty funny lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-On the phone-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rouhui:&lt;/b&gt; Oh shite where's my phone?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; Uhh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rouhui:&lt;/b&gt; OH YEAH I'M HOLDING IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very intelligent, mother ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's the list I've got so far of the 08S34 family tree &lt;3 Some people haven't booked their place yet, so it's incomplete. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SAHuqiyYJiI/AAAAAAAAApA/ENe9JJ1B8Xk/s1600-h/08S34+family+tree!.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SAHuqiyYJiI/AAAAAAAAApA/ENe9JJ1B8Xk/s320/08S34+family+tree!.PNG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188690660367541794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing people, choose your positions!! (I vote Yixiang to be another one of my dads, or to be Ryan's son)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, we reproduce by binary fission ;D Well, and multiple parentage, too. Coolness, ain't it. How I love 08S34.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-7624742120833458961?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/7624742120833458961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=7624742120833458961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/7624742120833458961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/7624742120833458961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-is-what-mother-rouhui-said-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/SAHuqiyYJiI/AAAAAAAAApA/ENe9JJ1B8Xk/s72-c/08S34+family+tree!.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-930051978589401191</id><published>2008-04-11T10:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T11:09:43.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>VS Rhapsody yesterday was awesome ;D Even though I couldn't sing, and all that, cos of the stupid throat. Blah. Managed to watch in the audience though, thanks Ivor for treating ;D Now I need to get you something cos I feel so damn bad about it. I'll buy you a movie ticket sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typing this in the music room now, it's KI but I'm staying here to do H3 music stuff now. Whoo, minimalist and aleotoric music! I'm crazy, I think, but music's fun so what the hell. Lol. Studying for the chemical bonding test later, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to last night. Icebreakers are awesome - handed them out in the choir room, pretty much a hit. I think I'll have to get more boxes from Aly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R_7MOI_lLoI/AAAAAAAAAoo/OwF86HS3XAI/s1600-h/fruit-sours-on.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R_7MOI_lLoI/AAAAAAAAAoo/OwF86HS3XAI/s200/fruit-sours-on.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187808364081786498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied the choir to VCH, just stood/sat around and watched them singing, lol. The Masquerade dance was funny. VJ choir was rad, and the high notes for Yoru weren't flat! I've got this nagging suspicion at the back of my mind that I'm the one who keeps causing the sops to go flat, though. I need to stop going flat on notes, ARGH. My lack of musical technique and sense of pitch annoys me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivor came to VCH at about 6ish, we were supposed to have dinner out but CC said there was food for me so I had that instead. Went to Mos Burger after the concert, though, to accompany Ivor's 10pm dinner, lol. I swear that guy's psycho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concert itself was a-w-e-s-o-m-e, even though I was expecting a little bit more of a pop take on the Andrew Lloyd Webber songs, but still. They were cool anyhow. Oh my, all the VS boys were wearing capes! Rad, I've always wanted one of those cape things. It's so Phantom. I shall go mask-crazy and buy myself lots of masks, just because they're pretty. Ooh, and Roger was there too! The reunion of the long-lost VJChoir people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew Clarke Quay was that gorgeous at night. Although we sorta got lost trying to find our way around, but. It's amazing, nightlife's actually beautiful. All the colors and lights, contrasting against the dark and all. I should get down to Clarke Quay more often, lol, just to look out or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to studying chemical bonding, aleatoric and minimalist music &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-930051978589401191?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/930051978589401191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=930051978589401191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/930051978589401191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/930051978589401191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/04/vs-rhapsody-yesterday-was-awesome-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R_7MOI_lLoI/AAAAAAAAAoo/OwF86HS3XAI/s72-c/fruit-sours-on.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-6302517339282081823</id><published>2008-04-10T01:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T01:33:01.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Yong Siew Toh concert! Left choir at about 5.50-ish with Wensiu and Steven, rushed to Marina Square for dinner with Andrew and then rushed to the Esplanade. It was crazy, we were running all over the place cos we were very nearly late, lol. Concert was really awesome though, the solo violinist - damn I've already forgotten her name - was psychotic, her fingers were moving like crazy. Music made me feel better, I think I'm starting to cough a little bit less after the concert ;D Although my eyes are uber dry right now, must be the dry air in the concert hall. Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some music student I am, just now (well, 9 April, really, since I'm blogging this at 1:22am it says 10 April on the entry) was the first time I'd stepped into the concert hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=300 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 12pt;'&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Christmas is Most Like: Miracle on 34th Street&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatmovieisyourchristmasmostlikequiz/miracle-on-34th-street.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet and caring, Christmas is about helping for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Santa may not exist, you try to share his spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatmovieisyourchristmasmostlikequiz/"&gt;What Movie Is Your Christmas Most Like?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something wrong with me though, I swear. During the concert, I couldn't help but keep thinking about Zach. Just staring at the oboes and thinking completely about him. It's crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just cos he's been such a brill friend, yet his being in college and the whole time difference thing has totally made it difficult for us to talk. He definitely can't call me (I'd feel really bad if I got a broke college student to dial IDD) and I can't Skype his cell either since apparently he only gets free incoming from Verizon numbers. Damn his plan, Zach you should freaking change your cellphone plan so that I get to Skype you without you having to pay exorbitant prices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not &lt;s&gt;falling in love&lt;/s&gt; with him - I think. It's madness, I don't even know this guy. Well, I do. You know, that sort of &lt;i&gt;you know but you don't know&lt;/i&gt; feeling? I get that a lot. It's crazy to feel something for a guy you've never even met. But he's so damn perfect in every other way. Even though I barely know him - I think. Stupid oboes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll email him or something and ask if he thinks it's crazy for me to like someone I've never met. Hope he won't know it's him I'm talking about. I know he doesn't read this, so I don't think I'll worry much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zacharyyyyyy. :( Boys are so much trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;{edit}&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmyfreak Mr Sim has a &lt;a href="http://disjecta.livejournal.com"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; :o Totally the coolest teacher around. And although some stuff makes me go like "shite I never knew that" or "are you for real?", it's totally cool anyhow. Right now he's totally the coolest teacher. Oh, &amp; sorry for being the J1 who wants to do H3 :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;{?edit}&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bloody arsed that I won't be able to sing for the VS Rhapsody later. I wanted to do Masquerade so bad!! Freaking voice. I can talk but I'll start cracking after high C. How am I supposed to be a freaking soprano?! At least Wensiu gets to take my mask out though, so ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-6302517339282081823?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/6302517339282081823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=6302517339282081823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/6302517339282081823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/6302517339282081823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/04/yong-siew-toh-concert-left-choir-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-5496788524072139463</id><published>2008-04-09T00:14:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T01:13:58.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can't sing, can't cheer. Someone just kill me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I'm going for the Conservatory concert with the other H2 music people later, Mr Sim gave us free tickets yay ;D Later cos it's 00:17am now, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Jinli on Monday after choir to accompany her in getting her hair cut :D She looks really fresh now, love your new hairstyle Jin!&lt;3 Lol, bumped into a heck lot of choir people at Parkway. Saw Deborah Guo at Roxy Square, so she tagged along with us for a bit. May and the lot were at Burger King, and saw Ivor outside Borders. Pretty cool, seeing so many choir people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday morning was c-r-a-p though. I was practically playing charades all day. Completely lost my voice, it was stupid gesturing to everyone and waving like a crazy idiot. Although it's sorta fun to be psycho, but charading all day gets on your nerves after a while. Sleeping during Chinese class let me get my voice back ;D Oh the wonderous effects of not paying attention at Chinese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I need to get my hair layered a bit. I want my layered waves back, my hair's going into all-the-same-length again. Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be doing the rest of the PI that I 'left at home' today. Shall listen to Stravinsky's Pulcinella Suite while I'm at it. The oboe in the Serenata movement is lush &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=300 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 12pt;'&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You've Been a Little Ruined by American Culture&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/hasamericancultureruinedyouquiz/american-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you live in the US or not, deep down you're a little American.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing wrong with loving American culture, but it may have negative effects on your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slow down and enjoy what you have. Reconnect with life's simple pleasures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't need to be in a consumerist rat race. Life's too short to overwork yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/hasamericancultureruinedyouquiz/"&gt;Has American Culture Ruined You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-5496788524072139463?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/5496788524072139463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=5496788524072139463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/5496788524072139463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/5496788524072139463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/04/cant-sing-cant-cheer.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-2801609391622596425</id><published>2008-04-06T18:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T19:11:12.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate being ill. As in, seriously, hate hate hate. It's awful waking up in the morn with a pain at the back of your throat, feeling like shite every time you try to speak, your brain constantly aching and you feeling like you don't wanna go for school the next day even though you know you should. Couldn't even sing yesterday at choir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, I got the choreo for Masquerade done; hope the choir likes it when I show them tomorrow ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Ni, I don't think I'll be able to do cheer tomorrow. I'm not feeling well enough to be popped and everything, even though I really want to. Maybe I'll just dance. Don't think I'll be able to sing at choir tomorrow either, it's terrible wanting to but not being able to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be getting my piles of undone work done. Such a pill-popper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R_iuvYP-mHI/AAAAAAAAAog/HE7ViPlRal0/s1600-h/57450468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R_iuvYP-mHI/AAAAAAAAAog/HE7ViPlRal0/s200/57450468.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186087099903678578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-2801609391622596425?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/2801609391622596425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=2801609391622596425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/2801609391622596425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/2801609391622596425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-hate-being-ill.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R_iuvYP-mHI/AAAAAAAAAog/HE7ViPlRal0/s72-c/57450468.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-589339722552479187</id><published>2008-04-03T21:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T21:43:27.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Faith Yap, I don't know what I would do without you &lt;33 You're awesome fun to have around, just impromptu popping by when I need a little letting my hair down, and playing chess all the way even though I lose every game :) Tuesday was brill with you around all night, it made me feel so much better having a KC girl around, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss secondary school so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was crap today, I felt like sleeping every lesson away. Not to mention I seriously felt like dropping out of JC altogether because life's getting far too overwhelming. It's like I'm piling myself up with shite and there's no me-time, which was why Tuesday was such a relief. I shouldn't be blogging now, I should be completing my tutorials but I don't bloody care, I need to get this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I get this feeling that piling a workload takes the emotion out of stuff. How I'd like to turn into a robot and push the pro-emotion button only when there's music involved. Like composition. Everything else I'm doing is so damn emotionless, it's like I always say, I don't know why I'm in the science stream to begin with. I want to take literature, there's at least some sort of feeling in words. With science, it's cold facts. Maybe the workload'll plug the emotion stream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I need counselling again, I'm almost starting to wish I had a counsellor just like back in secondary two - even though I hated counselling then, but whatever. I think I need one now. I'm killing myself, I really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slap out of this. I have no idea what I'm doing with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, cheer was pretty awesome today though. I forgot how to do a shoulder-stand so I had a bit of problem with that, but otherwise it was great. We did a Draquila fan ;D And, Naomi, Perle and Neubronner came for their first-ever cheer prac! Yay. They went straight to popping, I was shocked. Popping was fun though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should start trying to convince myself not to let stress pile me down. Just like back in the O level days, when everything was perfectly balanced and I was on top of the world. Just like the O level days. How I miss KC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R_TdSIP-mGI/AAAAAAAAAoY/QtcemmajDbA/s1600-h/Chij-badge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R_TdSIP-mGI/AAAAAAAAAoY/QtcemmajDbA/s200/Chij-badge.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185012374532167778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;Simple dans ma vertu, forte dans mon devoir.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-589339722552479187?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/589339722552479187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=589339722552479187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/589339722552479187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/589339722552479187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/04/faith-yap-i-dont-know-what-i-would-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R_TdSIP-mGI/AAAAAAAAAoY/QtcemmajDbA/s72-c/Chij-badge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-5901570665277102183</id><published>2008-04-01T09:43:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T10:13:29.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, Horny Night was on Saturday! Goodness I never need to have any memory of any sort about what Rhoda and I were doing. I'll never watch Titanic the same way again :/ And no thanks to the tenors who were acting out &lt;s&gt;Shrek&lt;/s&gt; Shag, I'll never look at fairytales the same way again either. Blah. Tenors, you people are corrupted. Congrats on winning Horny Night though, it was hilarious although gross xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was pretty arsed about having to miss KC family day though. I wanted to at least drop by for lunch or something, but because the sops didn't have a script for Horny Night, we had to go out for lunch together so that we'd be able to come up with something. Bugger. I miss KC loads :( Oh I'm going back for Speech &amp; Prize Giving Day though! :D Happy about that, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, there was the Consort Concert that I went for with the choir :) Canterbury Tales: Songs from the British Isles, it was completely rad. How I love The Ash Grove, traditional Welsh music just makes me feel so at home, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R_GaIIP-mFI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/Wey1Qdo0fdg/s1600-h/0526.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R_GaIIP-mFI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/Wey1Qdo0fdg/s200/0526.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184094110524282962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went out for dinner before the concert, which was pretty okay except for this one totally disgusting guy at Lau Pa Sat that left me traumatised for life. I never need anything like -that- to happen ever again &gt;_&lt; Eeeeeewww. Debra Khng, save my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, went for a bit of cheer prac before and after choir prac. How I love both choir and cheer to bacon bits &lt;3 I'm really sorry for semi-abandoning the choir now that I've got cheer, but it's only for one month and then it'll be all about choir again :) Finally did some popping! It's fun being thrown up 10 feet in the air, a wee bit scary too, but it's fun anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Osiris O&lt;sub&gt;2&lt;/sub&gt;GLs, we need to gather our freshmen and we'll have a full Osiris outing again &lt;3 Just like that Pastamania night, lol. Althea, Christopher and I were talking last night after prac, cos we're all cheerleaders. Although Althea and Chris are Draco and I'm Aquila, but still. &amp; Chloe's a school team cheerleader, it seems that there's a mysterious link between cheerleading and Osiris :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, DraQuila. We should totally merge squads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schoolwork's piling up because I'm such a procrastinator. Coming home after choir/cheer/choir+cheer nights, I'm too darn lazy to take out my stuff so I just sleep away. And find the next morning that I'm miles behind in homework. I need 10 clones of me to finish everything I've got up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little voice in my head says, "Stop lagging behind in your work."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-5901570665277102183?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/5901570665277102183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=5901570665277102183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/5901570665277102183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/5901570665277102183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-horny-night-was-on-saturday-goodness.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R_GaIIP-mFI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/Wey1Qdo0fdg/s72-c/0526.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-3588020447693851871</id><published>2008-03-28T21:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T22:10:39.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Wensiu and I:&lt;/b&gt; -Burst into the music room.- LEONAAAARDO DREAMS! Of his flying-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Steven:&lt;/b&gt; Ma, ma, ma, ah ah ah ah ah ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mr Sim:&lt;/b&gt; Machine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, the spastic things we do in music class xD And I'd never even known that Mr Sim knows Eric Whitacre's music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo though, there wasn't class today because Mr Sim had some funny A level music teachers' meeting, thingy. So Wensiu, Steven and I were freed up for the first two periods of today. I -attempted- some math, which is already an achievement in itself ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was Wensiu's &lt;i&gt;pon star&lt;/i&gt; day. Apparently she didn't go for GP, didn't go for bio lecture either, goodness knows what else she's gonna skip when she masters the art of ponning xD Oh disciple dearest, please don't overdo your skipping of classes okay? Even shifu doesn't skip that many classes. She thinks. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there was school as usual, and then in between end of classes and cheer prac, I headed over to KC to collect my O level cert and yearbook. How I love KC, and all the juniors were busy setting up their stalls for Family Day tomorrow. Damn I wanna go for Family Day! :/ I'll rush over during choir break, or something. Half an hour's all I'll be able to stay :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Sufie, Sam, and Nabila as I was walking toward KC! &lt;3 They were collecting their certs too. Sam decided to walk back to KC with me since she had time to kill, haha. Saw a few teachers, too. I'm going back to KC quite a fair bit, and I'm glad of it :) The convenience of studying next door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, cheer prac today! It was awesome, because Sonya finally came for the first Aquila cheer prac :D We learnt a few of her choreographed dance moves, jumps, and stuff like that. Learnt how to sweep off an elevator, worked on flying, and usual cheer stuff. Along with the Aquila Secret, which is gonna make everyone go wow on April 30th &lt;3 Just hope we can master everything in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four hours of cheering today, from 4pm to 8pm, but we'll make this worth it! People on the cheer list can you &lt;u&gt;turn up&lt;/u&gt; for prac, and if you don't want to stay in cheer at least find a substitue for you. We don't have enough people at prac now. If you don't come/find a sub, I'll personally come to hunt you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much it for now ;D Leonardo Dreams Of His Flying Machine tomorrow! Plus the VS concert coming up soon, how exciting :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-3588020447693851871?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/3588020447693851871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=3588020447693851871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/3588020447693851871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/3588020447693851871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/03/wensiu-and-i-burst-into-music-room.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-7566347693804052507</id><published>2008-03-25T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T22:43:07.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;Someday, that'll be Aquila. &lt;3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R-pet4P-mEI/AAAAAAAAAoI/JWs7sr1UMk0/s1600-h/06Cheerleading7738.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R-pet4P-mEI/AAAAAAAAAoI/JWs7sr1UMk0/s200/06Cheerleading7738.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182058463529703490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerleading's awesome like that, I'm a flyer and it's total fun. I haven't properly learnt anything except the elevator and shoulder sit, trying to master my bow &amp; arrow now. The flexibility is crazy. I'm terrified of falling during a one-legged stunt, but, all for cheerleading :) Nicole's a flyer too, and it's awesome fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, went for the first-ever cheer prac today after coming back from TJC where the music workshop was. There's cheer tomorrow as well, hoping to see more of the squad. Can't wait to learn new stunts, I'm gonna give cheer my all for the next four weeks and this year Aquila'll totally win everything &lt;3 Cheerleading's so much like gymnastics, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who the squad is, yet, but whoever you are I hope you're nice. Thanks for coming up with choreo, Son-Son, we really need it. And the track too, you've been a gigantic help with cheer &lt;3 Hope to see you at prac sometime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a cheerleading freak now, watching Youtube vids of cheerleading and going to all sorts of cheer websites. Here goes four weeks of intense cheering. May I not fall and break a bone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-7566347693804052507?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/7566347693804052507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=7566347693804052507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/7566347693804052507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/7566347693804052507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/03/someday-thatll-be-aquila.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R-pet4P-mEI/AAAAAAAAAoI/JWs7sr1UMk0/s72-c/06Cheerleading7738.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-6638991784438425353</id><published>2008-03-24T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T22:53:56.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I found this among my blog drafts of ages ago that I never published, and I'm suddenly feeling really awesome, cos I've finally got the treacherous proposal done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;I've finally got a topic for chem research! : o How awesome, after like 8468972365 days of thinking and nearly dying trying to think of something. (Ryan and Tenghui, you two had better have something too.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I've -finally- completed my HCN proposal (OMG YAYNESS) it's like this gigantic load's been lifted off my chest :) Rushed through the last bit of the whole experiment just now, I've only just completed the final touches and emailed everything to my NAV mentor. Whoo, life feels great now the proposal's finally done! Now, just to see whether I get accepted into the actual H3 or not :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dear NUS/A*Star/VJ, please be nice and let me do my chem H3 in year one so I get to do music H3 in year two.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midyears, please let me do well. I've gotta start studying, I've been slacking away these three months with everything. And there's house cheerleading tomorrow (!) which I'm %#^%(*$@^#*&amp; excited about, but at the same time Nicole says it'll end at 10pm every weekday which is gonna drive me crazy. &lt;i&gt;Three weeks, Keita, you can pull through it!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to Wanping, Cedric, Pockthong, Jinli (niang), Priscilla (niang), Jiasheng, May, Mingxin, Joshua, and Junliang for being choir's top 10 nominees for exco! ;D (Lifted the list from Ivor's blog.) I'm sure whichever five of you eventually make it in, you'll be completely awesome. I'm rooting for all of you! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we learnt Masquerade at choir, and I melted on the spot. It's like, my second-most favorite song after Leonardo, but only because this version of Masquerade only has a piano accompaniment. (Duh, if there was a full orchestra it'd be uber-expensive to perform.) How I love Phantom of the Opera to bacon bits &lt;33 Belle-belle, PotO at the Esplanade last year was lushhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R-e_qIP-mDI/AAAAAAAAAoA/TlaNI0Wf8jA/s1600-h/2004_the_phantom_of_the_opera_003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R-e_qIP-mDI/AAAAAAAAAoA/TlaNI0Wf8jA/s200/2004_the_phantom_of_the_opera_003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181320626802956338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope we get to make our own masks for the song, I'd totally help like, 10 other people do their masks. Feathers and spraypaint and jewels and everything, I'd totally die on the spot &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-6638991784438425353?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/6638991784438425353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=6638991784438425353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/6638991784438425353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/6638991784438425353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-found-this-among-my-blog-drafts-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R-e_qIP-mDI/AAAAAAAAAoA/TlaNI0Wf8jA/s72-c/2004_the_phantom_of_the_opera_003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-7681561025272812119</id><published>2008-03-22T23:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T22:46:16.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay, I've got a new bookshelf! :D Dad got it for me from Ikea yesterday, it's the full-height one and I've got to stand on a chair to reach the top properly, but who cares :) I feel like going back to Ikea to buy more nice stuff, lol. I'm such an Ikea psycho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today. Musicfest semifinals, at the PT. I think I screwed up really badly, I probs won't make it into the finals but at least I know I won't, lol. The whole Come What May was quite horrible, but it's over, so. Mel's performance was -awesome-, Victor forgot some of his lyrics but he managed to pull through really well. Mel'll get through for sure, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after watching through the Vocal Group auditions, went out for lunch with Victor, Ivor, Philip and Pockthong. Wensiu was stuck doing the NDP thing :/ Poor soul. Cafe Cartel's rad, but the stuff there's expensive. It's probably worth a dinner, but not a lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed off to Leonardo prac with Pockthong and Philip after Cafe Cartel, while Victor and Ivor went off gaming. (Never quite got gaming, I always get headaches watching the screen graphics. I can't even play RO, blah, which annoys me cos I'd like to.) How I love Leonardo combined, the whole song's just awesome like that ;D Yay I get to do the ah-ah solo bit! Together with Marie, she's singing a third up from me &lt;3 So excited/happy/delirious/Leonardo, the song is lush. Thank you Isabelle &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, went to Vivocity with the VC and a few VJ people for the treasure hunt thing :) Not a lot of VJ people, but at least Pockthong was in my group so I didn't feel quite stranger. From VC, in my group was Joel, Sue Lynn, and Daifung! On the way there, we were playing stupid games and logic puzzles, haha. The VC's rad, and I never knew CC knew that many lame jokes :o She was giving answers to practically all the lame jokes that the VC threw at us! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, treasure hunt. We went around playing with hulahoops at Toys'R'Us, taking glass slipper photos at ViVi, filming the &lt;i&gt;I'm A Toys'R'Us Kid&lt;/i&gt; jingle, playing human minesweeper, charades, searching for the &lt;i&gt;rape à parmesan&lt;/i&gt; and all that jazz ;D Spastic stuff indeed, but totally fun to do. More VJ people should've come along, it'd've been even more fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="315" height="245"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BX3EfsEnOF4&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BX3EfsEnOF4&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="315" height="245"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner with the fam after that at Jack's Place: Marina Square, yay! I was completely starved by then, so thank goodness for food. Came home after that, and that marks the end of my eventful today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-7681561025272812119?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/7681561025272812119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=7681561025272812119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/7681561025272812119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/7681561025272812119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/03/yay-ive-got-new-bookshelf-d-dad-got-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-5774016636805679414</id><published>2008-03-20T22:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T20:32:28.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Arts Day performance yesterday was Screwed Up. I could have seriously stopped playing right there and then and walked off. I got completely emo for the rest of the day, it took me a walk in the rain to make me feel better. Thank goodness it was raining then that day, I don't think I could have stood being emo and the weather being all birds and sunshine. How I love the pitter patter of raindrops, they make me feel all better again &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R-OoT4P-mAI/AAAAAAAAAno/9-cOQzqI7N4/s1600-h/mk_raindrops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R-OoT4P-mAI/AAAAAAAAAno/9-cOQzqI7N4/s200/mk_raindrops.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180169055876585474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, TODAY. KC day, yay! I miss KC heaps and truckloads. Got there at about 9.30am to rehearse for the BMW performance, pretty glad the actual performance at 10.30-ish went alright :D Perceyner played accompaniment for me! The amount of applause was pretty shocking when I sang the cadenza, especially when I hit the high note, lol. I don't think I remember KC girls being that enthusiastic about classical pieces while I was there, but anyhow I was pretty pleased with everything :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh all the other performances were really hilarious too! 205's Little Miss Bimbo/Evil/Geek/Muscle/Shy, it made me laugh nonstop. "What would you do with a bottle of oil?" Ooh, and Drama Club's performance was really awesome too! The Fitting Room drama, The Matchmaker, and all. Pity I didn't get to see my sister on stage though, cos I was having lunch with Sarah and Perceyner when she was on :/ Oh damn. Nevermind though. I've got at least the next four years to see her on stage ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R-OqwYP-mCI/AAAAAAAAAn4/L1gxO4DcwJs/s1600-h/P3206477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R-OqwYP-mCI/AAAAAAAAAn4/L1gxO4DcwJs/s200/P3206477.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180171744526112802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to Samusa's place to return the spraypaint to her, and hung out in her room for a bit. I seriously love her room, it just shouts "This Is My Room". Blah, I want my own room so that I can really make it -mine-, too, rather than having to split it with my sis who just has to tone everything down :/ Anyway, I love Musa's colored clip-on hair extensions!! They're so pretty, adding colored streaks to hair. I want blue extensions, just like in Aquamarine ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helped out with KC choir for a bit after that. I think I've grown used to the VJ style of choir, I was really shocked by the level of songs that KC was doing. It's way easy. I missed teaching the sop sectionals, so I taught them one really easy three-part piece, lol. Went back to being pianist for combined afterwards, how I miss KC choir &lt;3  KC choir SLs have to stress the girls out more though, seriously. Gave a few suggestions and feedback to Mr Liew after that, along with constantly loud-whispering to them "Study hard and come to VJ! :D" Haha. Amanda &amp; Queenie, I'll expect to see you both in the VJ choir next year! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R-Oqg4P-mBI/AAAAAAAAAnw/FNC8rJodClI/s1600-h/P3206495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R-Oqg4P-mBI/AAAAAAAAAnw/FNC8rJodClI/s200/P3206495.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180171478238140434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Aly at Parkway afters, we windowshopped a hell lot xD It's fun to windowshop and go gaga over all the stuff but not buy anything, even though I was really tempted to get that funny massage thing from Minitoons. Wanted to get the Enchanted DVD but I didn't have enough on me, so :/ Maybe I'll get it tomorrow or something, when I go out with the fam. By the time Aly and I left, it was near 9pm and the poor girl was annoyed with her sister's constant nagging at her to get home xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M'hm, so that's pretty much it. Yay, off to Ikea tomorrow for bookshelf/CD tower shopping! :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-5774016636805679414?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/5774016636805679414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=5774016636805679414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/5774016636805679414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/5774016636805679414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/03/arts-day-performance-was-screwed-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R-OoT4P-mAI/AAAAAAAAAno/9-cOQzqI7N4/s72-c/mk_raindrops.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-8428731002635401723</id><published>2008-03-18T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T21:57:19.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How I hate Tuesdays, it's straight 8am-5.25pm of school &amp; PE with one pathetic 35 minute break. At least I managed to catch up on quite a bit of sleep this morning, so it's not that bad off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arts Day tomorrow! :D:D I seriously, seriously hope there's some way I can both go for Salsa and do choir at the same time. Olivia says I've gotta skip the Salsa and go for choir prac, but I want Salsa too :( It's got to be The Most Awesome dance, ever. Together with ballet, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there's music class performance before choir performance, and my Chopin still sucks because it's not even perfected yet. Wish me luck that I don't screw up too badly :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wrote a poem about _____ &amp; ________. It's up on my DevArt for now (&lt;a href="http://illusionfusion.deviantart.com/art/In-the-eyes-of-one-80319075"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;), but I think I may be putting it up here pretty soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, Geisha got lots of favorites and comments! :D Well, relative to the number I usually get, anyway. How I love photography so, National Geographic's such an inspiration. Japan was rad, I miss it loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R9_Jtkk1x5I/AAAAAAAAAnY/YY7t7HzUUaY/s1600-h/Geisha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R9_Jtkk1x5I/AAAAAAAAAnY/YY7t7HzUUaY/s200/Geisha.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179079881248851858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least there's Wales with the choir in July &lt;3 Can't wait for the Welshness! "Croeso i Cymru."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-8428731002635401723?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/8428731002635401723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=8428731002635401723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/8428731002635401723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/8428731002635401723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/03/how-i-hate-tuesdays-its-straight-8am-5.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R9_Jtkk1x5I/AAAAAAAAAnY/YY7t7HzUUaY/s72-c/Geisha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-6776382286701592064</id><published>2008-03-16T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T22:05:08.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;LOLOLOLOL. Laugh your heart out, got this off Philip's blog. Go go VJ school spirit xD &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many RJC students does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: 4 whole faculties. One to design the new bulb, one to&lt;br /&gt;manufacture and test it out, one to write a proposal on it and one to market it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many HCJC students does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: The whole school. To compete with RJC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many VJC students does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: The whole school. One student to screw it in and the rest to cheer and wave flags and banners to give him/her support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many NJC students does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: None. They can study without light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many AJC students does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: They're too busy trying to be one of the top 5 JCs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many ACJC students does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: None. They'll rather use all their money to employ YJC to do it for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many YJC students does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: None. Only one teacher to tell them what a light bulb is in the first place and to demonstrate how to change the light bulb. (So how do you think they're able to change it for ACJC?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many CJC students does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: They'll prefer it to be darker. (Hmmmm?*raises eye-brows* )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many JJC students does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: None. Their physics is so bad that they made their macho male physics teacher cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many TPJC students does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: None. Would they even bother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many SAJC students does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: None. They believe in praying for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many NYJC students does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: None. They are still using oil lamps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many SRJC students does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Huh, what litebarb?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many PJC students does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Heck the light bulb lah, the principal would do something about the rightbarbs. Let's do 300 jumping jacks for not wearing the proper school attire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many MJC students does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: None. They are too busy trying to get promoted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many IJC students does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: None. They are Innovians. They'll find ways out of the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Who wrote all this?&lt;br /&gt;A: A TJCian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many TJC students does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: None. They think they are already very bright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-6776382286701592064?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/6776382286701592064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=6776382286701592064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/6776382286701592064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/6776382286701592064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/03/lolololol.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-3887385049599482996</id><published>2008-03-14T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T12:11:38.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wednesday: Back to KC to stare at the choir :) Not much happened, so I won't say much, lol. Rehearsed with Perceyner a bit for BMW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Choir prac with the year ones! And then drawing the design on the choir banner, oh I'm so proud of the banner comm and everyone else who helped out with drawing :) Went jamming afterwards with Vicki, Aly, Dempster, Meiying, Grace and Faith. Not Grace my sister, Grace Aly's friend. It was pretty fun, lol, just blasting and screaming our heads off, and Meiying's monotone drum beat. Headed to Parkway after that to windowshop, and then it started pouring :/ Had a bit of Old Chang Kee cos we were starved, as well as Ya Kun - I swear, the sugar/butter toast there is heaven in a bite - and that was pretty much the end of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: TODAY! BANNERPAINTING &lt;33 It was completely rad, lol, I went to the bannerpainting area after math remedial and helped everyone else who was already there with the base coat. Finished the base coat around lunchtime, pretty conveniently, so we left the banner there and headed to Thai Pan! Wensiu has now finally been to Thai Pan, yay. I heart the butter squid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started on the colors when we came back, I got spraypaint from Samusa and did the glow thingy. Won't say it actually looks all that good though, I bloody forgot that the spraypaint would seep through the fabric &gt;&lt; Oh well. Some bits of it look okay, but. I should have painted a black base coat or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY EARLY BIRTHDAY TO MARISA!&lt;/b&gt; Cos you're awesome seventeen tomorrow, and bloody hell I didn't even know until Sam told me while I was at her place. I need to get you a present now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, so back to bannerpainting. We did the shading for the word "CHOIR", it's now all fiery and stuff. Reds, oranges, yellows. Now we just need to touch up the white bits, as well as paint the stave and we're completely done! How I love bannerpainting, even though my hands looked completely bloody afters because of all the red paint. And Reuben now wears nail polish, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that was pretty much it. My super concise half-a-week. I'll put up pictures of the choir banner when I take them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-3887385049599482996?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/3887385049599482996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=3887385049599482996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/3887385049599482996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/3887385049599482996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/03/wednesday-back-to-kc-to-stare-at-choir.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-7852328599364096835</id><published>2008-03-12T11:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T12:09:14.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, day two of the camp. There was 'CHIONG AH!', which was tremendous fun because we were running all over Singapore xD Went to the Singapore Conference Hall for Rhoda's puzzle station, then Vivocity for charades. We stopped at lots of places along the way, so we wasted a heck lot of time, lol. Went to Bugis for Chingchieh's and Jomel's make-me-laugh station, told them the uber long joke about Purple Passion. xD Damn though, CC still didn't laugh :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/0/0a/Singapore_Conference_Hall.JPG/300px-Singapore_Conference_Hall.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/0/0a/Singapore_Conference_Hall.JPG/300px-Singapore_Conference_Hall.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended up taking 197 back to school anyhow, even though we didn't get to the last station Esplanade, because there wasn't enough time left. The beach station was pretty fun, even though picking up sticks was sorta gross - water got into them and made all the paint fun, so our fingers were all painty afters. The Bananas came in sixth! :D Which was pretty amazing, since we wasted so much time I thought we'd be last or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent a few hours writing cards for people after that! It's pretty fun to have people writing in your card, seeing all the random comments they give. Randy's "Love math, and math will love back" (Oh, ha, ha, very funny) was probably the most memorable though, I nearly flopped down on the floor and died. Okay, maybe I'm exaggerating a little. But, still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom came to pick me up after everything, when everyone else went for dinner. I don't understand how the psychos can possibly lug their whole load of sleeping bags, clothes, and everything with them for dinner. I love home the best, especially when I'm tired after camp &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a picture with the Bananas! :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-7852328599364096835?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/7852328599364096835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=7852328599364096835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/7852328599364096835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/7852328599364096835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-day-two-of-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-6496344551555574183</id><published>2008-03-12T10:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T09:45:56.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CHOIR CAMP = AWESOME. Because I love my Bananas to bits, and we're awesome like that, the group with the yellow headbands ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, day one! The original name for the Bananas was really the "Big Blue Blonde Bimbo Byatch Bananas from Bollywood", but it was kinda long so we shortened it to just Bananas. The cheers were retarded - combination of Hollaback Girl and Hey Mickey - but they were totally fun to make, though :) Ten of us altogether, including Linwei and I, although Hongdou wasn't there on the first day :/ So we had Wensiu, May, Elizabeth, Junliang, Xianyong, Jeremy, Weishun, Linwei and I altogether on the first day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was mostly prac all the way, except for about three hours of day games and three hours of night games. Day games were WET, we were basically splashing water around everyone. Stupid Deborah Guo got so excited about the games that she fell down during the grab-the-slippers game, started bleeding, and still continued playing. I swear something's wrong with her :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, night prac with Mr Kwei was, well, can you say awesome? ;D We actually went through a wee bit of Leonardo! Okay, fine, so it turned out quite terrible, but still. I could've died in that moment, singing that song's heavenly &lt;33 The rest of prac went by pretty fast, did nearly all the songs, especially Mate Saule (sp?). I love that song, it's awesome. And De Circuito Aeterno, too. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ended up talking about crap stuff like Horny Night in 1989 and 1990, when the tenors and basses apparently re-wrote Phantom of the Opera and Les Miserables. Turns out that &lt;i&gt;'Past the Point of No Return'&lt;/i&gt; from PotO had lyrics that went something like, "Past the point of no return, you got me pregnant!" Oh my, such amusement. I want to rewrite Beauty World for this year's Horny Night ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, anyway, night games. The theme was the Titanic wreck, Randy tried doing a Jack and put on this hilarious accent from goodness-knows-where xD Classic, I'll never forget his "Hi, my name's Jack and I've lost my memory after 100 years in seawater." And also Nicole's random screaming in people's ear, lol. Plus decoding letters, and all that stuff. &lt;i&gt;Mayday, mayday, it's too late for the Titanic!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R-MTBYP-l_I/AAAAAAAAAng/KUx4EIQm_5I/s1600-h/Copy+of+DSC00277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R-MTBYP-l_I/AAAAAAAAAng/KUx4EIQm_5I/s200/Copy+of+DSC00277.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180004910816466930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only annoying thing, though, was the stupid hunting around the whole school for the 'treasure', hunting EVERYWHERE (including the super dark, uber scary PT side staircase) and climbing up ladders, only to find at the end of it all that Desmond'd already got to the necklace first :/ Walking into the LT AVA wearing that necklace on his neck, what a bugger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nighttime wasn't too comfortable for sleeping though, the bag eased the hardness of the concrete a bit but still. Not to mention the aircon was PSYCHO COLD, even with hugging dear Piston to sleep :/ Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall continue blogging about Day Two of the camp (aka CHIONG AH!) later on, or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.webtek.no/titanic/Images/titanic6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.webtek.no/titanic/Images/titanic6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei Woo, I know you're reading this : o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-6496344551555574183?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/6496344551555574183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=6496344551555574183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/6496344551555574183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/6496344551555574183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/03/choir-camp-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R-MTBYP-l_I/AAAAAAAAAng/KUx4EIQm_5I/s72-c/Copy+of+DSC00277.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-1493997762094504781</id><published>2008-03-07T22:40:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T23:10:50.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my, this is probably the longest I've gone without blogging, a week and a day. Not including times when I didn't have access to a computer, that is. So, memorable events this week: my first week in the VJ uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels really weird to look down at my uniform and be hit by a sea of cream color instead of a royal blue. And when I look in the mirror, it's no longer a pinafore but a skirt and shirt. It's really strange, and even after a week of being in the VJ uniform, I'm still trying to get used to it. Oh well. Anyway, the skirt's been shortened now, it's four fingers above my knee so it looks pretty alright ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was Tie Day, so I finally got to pair the tie up together with the uniform. I've gotta say I actually look mature in the VJ uniform, at long last xD Phyllis says I looked really childish in the KC uniform, but I'm really just 7 years old at heart, so ;D Works for me. Ended up wearing the tie for the whole day because I was so fascinated with it. S34 should make Fridays full-day Tie Days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally contacted my H3 NAV mentor! Time to start work on my research proposal, cos it's due on 25 March. Also, today was a half-day because of the A level results, so lessons ended at 12.45 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R9FWlkk1x2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/vq9cTc7R1Jo/s1600-h/10000bc_teaser_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R9FWlkk1x2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/vq9cTc7R1Jo/s200/10000bc_teaser_thumb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175012650298754914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch 10,000 BC after school together with a heck lot of band people - it was supposed to be just S34 but somehow the other band people came to watch too - which, despite trailers that make it look stupid and a completely corny title, is actually pretty romantic. I think Camilla Belle in the movie looked completely gorgeous, especially her blue eyes - and the whole eyeliner thing (didn't know they had eyeliner in 10,000 BC) was aweeesome. Rouhui's currently in love with Steven Strait, because she thinks he has nice arm muscles in the movie. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R9Faskk1x3I/AAAAAAAAAnI/1FXuht8CRwg/s1600-h/P3076464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R9Faskk1x3I/AAAAAAAAAnI/1FXuht8CRwg/s200/P3076464.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175017168604350322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Windowshopped with Rouhui &amp; Phyllis after the movie while everyone else went home. I swear, I am such an impulse shopper - I got a couple of random minibooks on mother/father/sister quotations for Mom, Dad and Grace just because I thought it'd be nice to give something to them. Wanted to get magnets, at first, but then I thought the wee books'd be nicer - and cheaper, to boot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also spent ages looking for shoelaces of different colors because I've become addicted to colored shoelaces after the orange Osiris ones. Walked around for a little bit, trying to find nice boots for Phyllis and Rouhui - they want to wear boots to New York during the band competition xD It'd be rad though, wearing boots. Still can't believe they're going to New York, it's like *&amp;^#(*&amp;$^@# omg New York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent about $35 in total today, which isn't that bad I guess. Thing is, I'm supposed to go out bowling with Cherie and lot tomorrow, so goodness knows how I'm supposed to keep to a budget at all. I'm gonna have to limit myself to spending $2 a day for the whole of next week, I badly need to stop spending and start saving :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch the Waterhorse!! (Here I go again. Someone stop me from spending so much $$.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R9Fas0k1x4I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/LAa6Q6FzUqg/s1600-h/P3076465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R9Fas0k1x4I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/LAa6Q6FzUqg/s200/P3076465.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175017172899317634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Ben Lin I hope this post keeps you from boredom when you're bloghopping. Rofl. Hop hop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-1493997762094504781?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/1493997762094504781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=1493997762094504781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/1493997762094504781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/1493997762094504781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/03/oh-my-this-is-probably-longest-ive-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R9FWlkk1x2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/vq9cTc7R1Jo/s72-c/10000bc_teaser_thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-1979237273875553099</id><published>2008-02-28T21:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T20:43:45.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I FINALLY HAVE MY VJ UNIFORM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, okay. I've had it since Tuesday, but I bought the skirt at a size 26 - it fit just nicely, but I wanted it a bit loose so I had it changed to a 27 on Wednesday. Now I just have to get the tailoring done, take about 4.5" off the skirt because it's so damn long, add a shoelace round the shirt so I won't have to tuck it in, and I'm pretty much done ;D Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wensiu started wearing her uniform on Wednesday, cos her mom tailored it for her. Lots of other people were wearing their uniforms too, but I don't think I'll want to give up my KC uniform until I really have to. I'm gonna miss my pinafore loads :/ After all, 10 years in a pinafore, from Tao Nan to KC, and suddenly from blue to cream. It'll take me a while to get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annabelle's got her VJ uniform too ;D She looks totally rad in it! Okay, so she came over on Tuesday and we were completely going gaga over our uniforms, playing dress-up in them and trying to figure out what'd be the best skirt length, what'd be too short and when it'd be too long. Stuff like that. Nearly died in the heat though, with the windows closed, plus the VJ collar is starched to the max :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, tomorrow's gonna be sad. My last time wearing my KC uniform, and on Monday I'll have to get into the VJ uniform. Then comes the Friday tie-day thingy, and because the cloth for the VJ uniform is so damn thick, I'll be sweating like mad in LTs when the air-con breaks down. But I guess there are the pros of the VJ uniform, too - the whole school identity thing, and it marks the real transition from secondary four to year one of junior college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty shocking, though, going to school today and seeing everyone wearing their VJ uniforms. It's strange seeing everyone in their secondary school uniforms for about two months, and then suddenly we're all wearing beige. The pinafores are gone and everyone's wearing a shirt &amp; skirt, and the colorful uniforms I see at morning assembly have been bleached to cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised I've blogged an entire entry about nothing but school uniforms. Oh KC blue, how I'll miss you so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R8lOgOvJgsI/AAAAAAAAAm4/sOU_HuMiHSw/s1600-h/Bckbt(191).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R8lOgOvJgsI/AAAAAAAAAm4/sOU_HuMiHSw/s200/Bckbt(191).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172751962630357698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-1979237273875553099?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/1979237273875553099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=1979237273875553099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/1979237273875553099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/1979237273875553099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-finally-have-my-vj-uniform-well-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R8lOgOvJgsI/AAAAAAAAAm4/sOU_HuMiHSw/s72-c/Bckbt(191).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-1085936709963293998</id><published>2008-02-25T20:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T21:12:13.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;HAPPY&lt;/b&gt; (belated) &lt;b&gt;BIRTHDAY TO ABEL!&lt;/b&gt; Though your birthday was really yesterday, and all. I hope you liked that very strange present I gave you ;D Yay, Osiris forever, it was rad having you in my OG :) Even though we practically were the only two people in O4, but whatever, lol. Wet games were rad ;D Have fun being tenor SL in choir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R8K9tcRtUmI/AAAAAAAAAmw/PIioj47wS6s/s1600-h/pistachio-pudding-IS-pretty-exciting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R8K9tcRtUmI/AAAAAAAAAmw/PIioj47wS6s/s200/pistachio-pudding-IS-pretty-exciting.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170903910556979810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I finally gave my six-days-late birthday present to Son-Son! I kept forgetting to bring the present for her, had to seek her out after bio lecture today to pass the present to her. Hope you like what I got, love &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M'hm, so today was Annabelle's first real choir practice &lt;33 It's so rad that she's in choir, yay primary school classmates ;D Now we're back in the same JC! Year 2s weren't there, so the junior music commitee was doing all the work. I heart Ill Married Women, it's an Italian song even though it's so bloody long and has all sorts of weird chord progressions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I might've sprained my ankle a little bit, I'm not too sure. Lost my footing on a step today, was limping for a while until the pain got better. The pain's still there if I start applying pressure to the ankle, though, which was why I sat down instead of standing up for quite a bit of choir prac today. Maybe I can use this as an excuse not to do PE tomorrow and Wednesday ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-1085936709963293998?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/1085936709963293998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=1085936709963293998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/1085936709963293998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/1085936709963293998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-belated-birthday-to-abel-though.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R8K9tcRtUmI/AAAAAAAAAmw/PIioj47wS6s/s72-c/pistachio-pudding-IS-pretty-exciting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-5759456177796658225</id><published>2008-02-23T15:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T17:28:22.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OSIRIS DINNER YESTERDAY WAS AWESOME SHITE. At Pastamania (which I seem to be frequenting a lot now), we were just there making lots of noise and having loads of fun :) Mostly OGLs, although Collin was there! Tried to get Lionel along but I have no idea where he disappeared to. Abel wasn't there either, but at least with Collin around it was more Osiris than Osiris OGL xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, AND LIONEL'S IN MUSIC. This is really shocking, from seven to seventeen. Primary one classmates, and now VJ music classmates xD Not to mention Lionel's in Annabelle's class (08A14) and Nikki Lim is in Chloe's class (08S64), like ohmygosh this is such a complete REUNION of Taonanites. Deborah's a Taonanite, Jinli, Jinchieh, Rhoda, how I love Taonan &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for Althea to send me the pics of Osiris dinner :) It was really funny, because we were teasing Chloe about how suited she was with Guojun and they should totally go out ;D And catching up with Collin about what's happened since we left Taonan. Eugene's rashes were totally disgusting everyone out, they looked something like huge mosquito bites, and he was so proud of them to boot o_O "Oh look at this one, it looks like a pawprint!" Gross, Eugene, gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collin went home first, apparently that tennis-inflicted back injury was giving him problems. Get well soon, Taonanite :) Went present-shopping afters for _______! We finally left Parkway at about 9-ish, it was really rad overall. How I love Osiris to bacon bits &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to Nono, Reuben, Desmond, Victor, and anyone else who participated in Musicfest band auditions on Friday ;D Hope to see all of you in the second round of auditions, I'll be watching those too! Pity I couldn't stay till the end of the auds because of the Osiris dinner, but from what it watched, it was really rad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, &lt;b&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO BENJAMIN LIM!&lt;/b&gt; You're 19 and it's a rad age to be, do you get your driver's license yet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-5759456177796658225?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/5759456177796658225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=5759456177796658225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/5759456177796658225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/5759456177796658225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/02/osiris-dinner-yesterday-was-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-5511001209632616156</id><published>2008-02-21T20:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T21:04:46.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O2 was amazing today ;D Some choir people finally turned up! Yay, I don't think they stayed the whole way but at least they came for a little bit. I got too tired to tell everyone "Don't pon O2" and just told them that if they wanted to pon, they could go ahead. But I'm really thankful that some of them stayed on for day 2 &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to Abel, simply because he's in my OG and he stayed all the way today except when there was choir prac in the middle of wet games :) Still, at least there was the morning/first station of wet games/after choir mass dance, lol. Oh oh, and Wanping &amp; Joshua were really amusing on stage! Thanks to the both of you for showing up, too ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the freshmen do the mashed potato in the Friendship Dance was hilarious. Some of the guys were doing the girl's part, and there was one guy who was dancing with an imaginary partner xD And of course, the usual before-Friendship Dance "Who? Who wants? Who wants me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also had Osiris lunch, all of us eating chicken rice in the canteen. OH OH OH AND GUESS WHO I MET, I SAW COLLIN CHEONG AND LIONEL CHEONG. I mean, goodness I thought it was shocking enough that I met Chloe at OGL training, but now Collin and Lionel too?! It's a complete Taonanite reunion, especially that of P1-4H!! And now Annabelle's in VJ too, it's really shocking. Six years since 4H, and now we're all in JC together. I wonder where the other Taonanites are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to do most of the wet games solo though. We couldn't afford to merge this time (Osiris had too many walkovers yesterday) so I went around to the stations as the sole member of O4. Thankfully I didn't have to do the flour thingy, because the gamemaster was nice and changed the game for me because there wasn't a team at all. xD Bathed and went for choir prac after wet games ended, but because I went so late there was barely anything to do :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to the hall after wet games ended though. Had a lucky draw and really awesome prizes - like the Fujitsu Notebook, where Yiling walked out with both a real laptop and a notebook, and just as the lucky winner was about to take the laptop, Yiling gave her the notebook xD It was soooooo hilarious, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though Osiris was really tiny, we managed to -not- come in last though :) Sixth, maybe not as good as we'd been top 4 but it's respectable enough given our size yesterday and today during the games! I pity poor Eugene, having to wear the hot Osiris costume all the way :/ Oh well, OGH, there are sacrifices to be made for your beloved OG :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R71zBsRtUiI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/upsJKzP0A2k/s1600-h/P2216459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R71zBsRtUiI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/upsJKzP0A2k/s200/P2216459.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169414420193694242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love O2. And I love the orange shoelaces that we now have ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-5511001209632616156?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/5511001209632616156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=5511001209632616156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/5511001209632616156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/5511001209632616156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/02/o2-was-amazing-today-d-some-choir.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R71zBsRtUiI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/upsJKzP0A2k/s72-c/P2216459.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-5920664629207946675</id><published>2008-02-20T20:02:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T15:50:48.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One day, and so much has changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 19th, 2008. Our darling Ministry of Education SMSed me at 7:05am to tell me I'd been posted to VJC science, and of course I'm delighted about that. No need for tedious appeals and everything - I remember PAE appeal, that was shite. Rushing from VJC to ACJC and back, blah. At least I managed to be posted here this time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not to say I won't miss the people who're leaving us. Here's the goodbye to Shawn, Ivor, and Roger, three of the most awesome choir people who're not gonna stay on in VJ. Believe me, I will miss all three of you, even though I don't really talk to you guys much but you're still a part of VJChoir. That's all that matters &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before proceeding further, let me first wish a VERY &lt;b&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO SON-SON&lt;/b&gt; &lt;33 I know 19th of Feb doesn't really concern you with JAE postings, you DSAer, so take it that the MOE's giving you a present with not having to worry about JAE postings like the rest of us because you already know where you're headed. Lets have more Ice Cream Chefs and Tuesday studynights. Happy birthday love, please come collect your present from me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R7_QN8RtUlI/AAAAAAAAAmo/hm6ISpj_wdE/s1600-h/P1266245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R7_QN8RtUlI/AAAAAAAAAmo/hm6ISpj_wdE/s200/P1266245.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170079835181896274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Hoping Tenghui, Jolena, Jackson and Weijie's appeal to VJ gets accepted, too :) Results out tomorrow, hope they got in! Then all of 08S34 can stay together, it'll be loads of fun. Well, except Guohui, who is such an idiot to decide to go to poly instead of staying on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R71zdMRtUkI/AAAAAAAAAmg/v6vIA2nhXN4/s1600-h/P2196441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R71zdMRtUkI/AAAAAAAAAmg/v6vIA2nhXN4/s200/P2196441.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169414892640096834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also had class dinner yesterday, it was rad. About half the class turned up, which is a pretty respectable number :) Subway at Marina Square, it was really amusing. I went after OGL training, so I was kinda tired by then, but nevermind anyway because there's always an extra store of hyperness ;D Parapara-ed after dinner, lol. Then went over to watch the boys bowling. Yixiang was so nice, he lent me his (too big) bowling shoes and let me have two games xD Ohmy, 08S34 we have so got to go bowling again! Not at Superbowl though, at Safra maybe? ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R71qUsRtUgI/AAAAAAAAAmA/cMaDmp9Gmoo/s1600-h/P2196438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R71qUsRtUgI/AAAAAAAAAmA/cMaDmp9Gmoo/s200/P2196438.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169404851006558722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R71zcsRtUjI/AAAAAAAAAmY/TyrknOoWLR4/s1600-h/P2196441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R71zcsRtUjI/AAAAAAAAAmY/TyrknOoWLR4/s200/P2196441.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169414884050162226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the first day of Orientation 2, and sad to say it was kinda disappointing. It was mostly the OGLs who were trying to be hyper, most of the freshmen left halfway. Oh well, I knew this was gonna happen for O2, but still I didn't really quite expect it to be this bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I wan't stand most, though, are the freaking people who tell me that they're gonna come and then disappear off somewhere. It's bloody irritating to stand around, just waiting for them to appear, having to have half a mind on whether or not they're gonna come when I could be fully concentrating on having fun with the OGLs and those who &lt;i&gt;did&lt;/i&gt; come (who, by the way, are all the second-intaker freshmen).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, dry games/massdance/cheer was really fun &lt;33 Even though Chloe, Crystabel, and I had to merge three OGs to make up enough people for the team :/ So O4 and O2 were happily stuck together with O1, and it was a brilliant walkover for O4 and O2 in nearly all the games because we couldn't possibly show up solo. No wonder Osiris got last in points at the end of the day :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I'm not angry at the people who didn't come for O2. Well, maybe just a little bit. I mean, if they don't bloody come for O2 and their reason is because it's gonna be boring, they should at least use their bloody brains to think about WHY it's gonna be boring. It's cos they're not there to give the spirit it needs. The OGLs are there, trying to spice things up for the freshmen and looking like complete idiots so that they'll laugh, and all they freaking do is give us that bored look. It's completely annoying, makes me wonder why I'm wasting my time with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the OGLs make me feel better all over again&lt;3 Oh, how I love my OGLs because we're the ones who're really hyper about everything and even though we're all dead beat, we're hyper anyway because we're there for each other all the time. Even though I've known you lot for less than a week, only since trainings we're really bonded anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the bright side, meet DERICK! He's our mascot ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R71uCsRtUhI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UDPW6MpkNAo/s1600-h/P2216449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R71uCsRtUhI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UDPW6MpkNAo/s200/P2216449.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169408939815424530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in case you're wondering, yes he is a real pumpkin. As in, someone got him from Cold Storage. It was so amusing, Jessica was holding the pumkin during the walk-in skit - which, by the way, I wrote and it was completely amusing because I added in the Tribal Dance - while the rest of us were holding balloons. Not forgetting our Pumpkin Terminator: Pumpkinator and the Dark Knight Osiris ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, O2 wasn't as good as it could've been, there were good times and there were bad times. But all in all, I love O2 anyhow. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss the Victorian leavers, each and every single one of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-5920664629207946675?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/5920664629207946675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=5920664629207946675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/5920664629207946675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/5920664629207946675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/02/one-day-and-so-much-has-changed.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R7_QN8RtUlI/AAAAAAAAAmo/hm6ISpj_wdE/s72-c/P1266245.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-8613139661641411236</id><published>2008-02-17T22:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T22:51:35.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my, I love my Osiris OGLs &lt;33 We're so gonna win O&lt;sub&gt;2&lt;/sub&gt; because we refuse to let any of the other OGs get more points than us ;D So this &lt;u&gt;will&lt;/u&gt; be the most fun O&lt;sub&gt;2&lt;/sub&gt; there's ever been! :D:D And, it's been rad because the three Taonanites are Osiris OGLs - long lost Chloe Lee and Sheryl Hong and myself :) Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was our first OGL training &amp; also choir barbeque, lol. It was pretty fun, mass dances and cheers and learning Osiris cheers and switching alliances from the Rangers to the Riders :/ Oh well, it's all in the good spirit of orientation so I shall be half-Theodore and half-Osiris!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O-o-o, Osiris &lt;33 How I love my pumpkins. We're gonna buy orange shoelaces for all the freshmen, because Valour used whistles for O&lt;sub&gt;1&lt;/sub&gt; already and there's really not much else to give. PAE ORIENTATION PEOPLE MUST NOT SKIP O&lt;sub&gt;2&lt;/sub&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and during choir barbeque it was corny, there was angel&amp;mortal revelation :) Lighting of candles and all, goodness who would've though Ian was my angel :o Thanks yfor the mug, it was really pretty! A mug from the mugger xD Anthony wasn't there though, sadly :( I couldn't give him his blackboard on Friday. Gave it to him on Saturday though, lol. He was so amusing, "The person in the letters was really damn random, I wouldn've have thought it was you!" Rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, had photoshoot today after voice :) It was really fun, going around CHIJMES and taking photos of the five cosplayers, attracting stares and attention and everything. Also had a very amusing encounter with some guys from Geocaching, some worldwide treasure hunt thing. The photoshoot was really fun otherwise, there was lots of going around to places and having fun with the scenery. Also, COSAFE MAID CAFE! Totally cool, the whole gothic theme and cosplaying, I want to cosplay for Cosfest if possible ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to Jas's house for dinner afters, and then bussed back with Anthea. So, that was pretty much today, tiring but fun anyhow. I've still got music homework to do :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-8613139661641411236?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/8613139661641411236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=8613139661641411236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/8613139661641411236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/8613139661641411236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/02/oh-my-i-love-my-osiris-ogls-33-were-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-1986443376706851444</id><published>2008-02-14T22:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T22:24:22.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S/FRIENDSHIP DAY &lt;33&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, how I love Valentine's day because everyone's so darn nice and everything's happy :) Of course, I'm feeling uber guilty right now because I completely forgot, in the midst of A&amp;M, about V-Day and focused only on getting the A&amp;M presents done :/ And they aren't even really that tough presents to make, so when everyone gave out stuff today I felt real guilty :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind, I'll grab something tomorrow and maybe try to make something for everyone. (Abel &amp; Victor, I love your flowers, they're lush. Both of you have to teach me how to make those flowers, sometime.) I'd've thought back on Artfriend blackboards, but that'd just seem so totally copied off the A&amp;M. But at the same time I want something personalised for everyone because that's the sweet of V-Day, the fact that you know someone's thinking -specifically- of you and not something generalised for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone who gave me stuff today, I love you all &lt;33 XOXO always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after school ended, went to Thai Pan with the Choir Singles Club ;D Okay, fine so we're not really a club, but we were the singles table anyway, we were surrounded by couples everywhere else. It was really amusing, waited 235624 hours for Abel to come but finished off all the food while waiting, so we stuck around for a bit after he arrived and started talking about ghost stories (ON V-DAY, HOW AMUSING)! Even though dolls+stories+anything to do with dolls to begin with freak me out, but whatever. Also started talking about first loves, Jinli and I, we've got it going on yeah ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to have headed to Parkway after that, but it didn't really work out so we ended up all just heading home. I think I wanna get a start with the partial fractions assignment, and then maybe after that see if I can learn how to fold pretty flowers. Why is it that the boys make the nicest origami o_O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-1986443376706851444?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/1986443376706851444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=1986443376706851444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/1986443376706851444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/1986443376706851444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentinesfriendship-day-33-oh-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-2650166449067198932</id><published>2008-02-11T14:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T22:24:19.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LOVE GLOBAL WARMING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, maybe not literally, but it was a heck lot of an easier topic to write about for the Commonwealth Essay than the two previous ones I tried writing about - &lt;i&gt;Refugees&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Why Decorate?&lt;/i&gt; Maybe it's cos I already know quite a bit about global warming, so I didn't have to research as much about that as I had to for the previous two. So, it's finally done and I won't have to worry about stupid Commonwealth again ;D Alright, I know I had a month to finish it and I was a major procrastinator, but whatever. I'll just hand it in to the English HOD when I get back to school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, the reason why I'm not in school today. Mom says it's gastric flu, which would make me the most unlucky person ever because if it is, it'd be my second time getting it in the past six months :( Anyway, I don't think I'll be seeing a doc, they're a waste of $$ I think. Unless it's something really serious, and gastric flu isn't all that serious. Home medication works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have two other essays to finish up (one about the shape of the earth for KI, and one TYS English model essay) and I'll be doneeeeeeee with essays, or at least for today :) Probably gonna go through the rest of my schoolwork today though, I've been slacking like -crazy- over the CNY break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO LETRICIA AND ERIC! I just realised I've been wishing everyone belated birthdays, I should start wishing them on the day itself :/ Anyway, back to topic. Trish-trish is one year old now, she's an adorable little thing &lt;3 I feel so old, "They're all growing up so fast." Rofl. Her birthday cake yesterday was completely lush, chocolate and cream and everything, m'hm delicious stuff :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R6_ttMRtUeI/AAAAAAAAAlw/G_NVPggG1aM/s1600-h/P2106396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R6_ttMRtUeI/AAAAAAAAAlw/G_NVPggG1aM/s200/P2106396.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165608658262643170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R6_tuMRtUfI/AAAAAAAAAl4/2MJOvXxsq1g/s1600-h/P2106398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R6_tuMRtUfI/AAAAAAAAAl4/2MJOvXxsq1g/s200/P2106398.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165608675442512370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after Trish-trish's party, Dad fetched me to Bugis to meet Jiasheng, May and Philip for cost-shopping :) Wanping and Peijia came afterwards, basically just went around looking at the cost of paints, cloth, and stuff like that. Pretty fun though, I swear I could get lost in Arab Street fabrics &lt;3 Walking into Artfriend makes me wonder why I didn't tough it out and take Sec 3/4 art, lol. Stuff there is just so pretty. Had dinner with Wanping and Jiasheng after, and got home at about 8.15pm ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY held a pretty good harvest this year, ballooned by generous souls who gave extra large $$ for getting good grades in the O's ;D Huimin and I are happy people. There's still and extra what, 10 days of red packet collecting, so I'll wait and see if anyone else decides to be nice and donates a bit more :) I feel like such a money-grabber, lol. Doesn't matter though, isn't that the whole point of CNY? I'll probably put most of it in the bank, anyway, and maybe donate a little bit to _________(SPCA/WWF/Grandmother's medical fund?) just because I feel generous right about now, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, and apparently Huimin and I got the budgets for Sunday the Third's shopping spree all wrong. We were actually given $150 &lt;i&gt;each&lt;/i&gt;, not $150 to split, so that means both of us have got an extra $75 to spend! :D:D We're so gonna start bugging the relatives about when they're gonna take us on that second shopping spree to use up the rest of our budget ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a brill start to the rat year :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R6_qzMRtUdI/AAAAAAAAAlo/OG6UaB6mhro/s1600-h/ist2_2891861_chinesse_year_of_the_rat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R6_qzMRtUdI/AAAAAAAAAlo/OG6UaB6mhro/s200/ist2_2891861_chinesse_year_of_the_rat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165605462806974930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd best be off finishing those essays and playing piano, then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-2650166449067198932?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/2650166449067198932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=2650166449067198932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/2650166449067198932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/2650166449067198932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-love-global-warming.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R6_ttMRtUeI/AAAAAAAAAlw/G_NVPggG1aM/s72-c/P2106396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-293716670364631997</id><published>2008-02-07T09:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T10:03:09.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/2sL3rbr0Y0/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/2sL3rbr0Y0/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THIS SONG, I CAN'T BELIEVE VJCHOIR IS GONNA SING THIS! AMAZING STUFF. Blah, Whitacre is awesome, the song's freaking long but I think it's gonna be so worth it. Dunno if there're gonna be auditions for those people who signed up to join the Leonardo choir, but if there are I hope I get through. This song's really brill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've nearly completed our entire SOV programme! It's been song madness for the whole of January, but at least we managed to learn pretty much everything. Tiring, yes, but fun anyhow :) Love choirrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy belated birthday to Zach (Feb 6)! ;D You're awesome 18 now, so keep on with your oboe psychoness and you've yet to play a solo with me, don't forget. Or, maybe you could just teach me how to play oboe and maybe I'll be content with that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy belated birthday too to Ivor (also Feb 6), cos you're 17 now and J1s are rad :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was awesome fun, there were absolutely Z-E-R-O classes and instead there was all the class stuff with food stalls/game stalls, 08S34 sold lots and lots of &lt;b&gt;DOUGHNUTS&lt;/b&gt; and it was awesome shite &lt;3 We completely took over everything that was outside of the band room, rofl. I don't think the poor band people had any proper place to walk. Cherissa, Novabelle, Melodie and Desmond all came to patronise, THANKYOU YEAR2S! &lt;3 Oh, oh, and hilarious Mr Toh (bio tutor) came too, it was so amusing, we started shouting "BIO ROCKS!" after he bought the doughnuts xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R6plsmj7smI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/3iAoO_P2Cx8/s1600-h/P2066276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R6plsmj7smI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/3iAoO_P2Cx8/s200/P2066276.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164051739673604706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R6pltGj7snI/AAAAAAAAAlY/M-J-se-F7jQ/s1600-h/P2066306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R6pltGj7snI/AAAAAAAAAlY/M-J-se-F7jQ/s200/P2066306.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164051748263539314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND MASS DANCE! Whoo, complete fun. I love mass dances, even though I've completely forgotten all the steps, but whatever - it's still fun anyway. The Neutron dance wasn't too bad, but I completely screwed up for the Friendship, lol. I don't even know who I was dancing with, some random meowmeow-High guy from Randy's class, methinks. Still, it was awesome trying to keep up with the people dancing from the top of the bridge ;D Wensiu+Anthony looked completely hilarious dancing together, go go go mortal! (Who still doesn't have a clue who his angel is, but lol. EH REPLY MY LETTER LEH. You haven't replied in three hell weeks.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also celebrated Ivor's birthday outside the choir room, lol. It was pretty amusing, I think Wanping asked him to eat a slice of his cake using only his mouth while the cake was on the table. Of course, lovely Jialing pushed his face right into it as his face was up against the table xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've finally got most of the design for the banner done. It's kinda annoying that I can't find the fifth member of the team - bloody hell, I don't even know her name properly, Pei-something - and sadly, David &amp; Alex are both overseas. So it's stuck between Jiasheng and myself, now. Got most stuff done though, we just need to source out prices of materials and stuff'll be pretty much done :) Got Reuben to extend the deadline to Wednesday cos with CNY madness, goodness knows if the shops'll even be open. Go choir, hope you'll like the banner design we've come up with ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R6pltWj7soI/AAAAAAAAAlg/5j9fOx2_l9U/s1600-h/P2066309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R6pltWj7soI/AAAAAAAAAlg/5j9fOx2_l9U/s200/P2066309.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164051752558506626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M'hm, pretty much it for now. Of course, there was the usual pre-CNY reunion dinner at Grandmother's place last night, but I think I'll talk more about during-CNY stuff than pre-CNY. That's pretty much it for now, but before that-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR! :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-293716670364631997?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/293716670364631997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=293716670364631997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/293716670364631997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/293716670364631997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-love-this-song-i-cant-believe-vjchoir.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R6plsmj7smI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/3iAoO_P2Cx8/s72-c/P2066276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-1378332621843629581</id><published>2008-02-03T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T19:59:25.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am Addicted To Breadtalk. Or at least, their Traffic Light Danish thingys, which are really just a few fruits stuck to the top of a crossiant, but they are soooooooo good. And I'm completely addicted to that stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy belated birthday to Wanping (Jan 27), Reuben (Jan 27), Vivienne (Feb 2) and Grace (Feb 1)! Good luck to Reuben for your A's this year, and don't forget Tuesday singing for the music class ;D To Wanping and Viv, the first year of JC is gonna be completely awesome! And to Grace... Well, you can begin by being a nicer sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY WAS THE NATIONAL ICESKATING CHAMPIONSHIPS, AND I DIDN'T BLOODY GO. I went around asking practically &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;everyone&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; after choir, and no one was free, at all. Blah, if Wensiu'd decided to go it would've made things a heck lot easier; asked all the girls and all the boys and even the J2s, but I didn't wanna go alone. Ended up not going simply cos I couldn't find anyone to go with me :( They either weren't free or got turned off by the thought of Jurong. Oh well, maybe I'll just find someone to come skating one of these days if I can't watch competitions (hint hint, Jinli!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there was some reunion thing at my paternal grandmother's place yesterday. Woeixing's coming to VJ after JAE, whoo! ;D It's gonna be so fun, lol, two cousins in the same JC. And Woeijian's a year 3, so it's complete VJ madness. &amp; LETRICIA CAN WALK NOW! She's such an adorable little thing, she's starting to get really steady on her feet. Tried grabbing at my icecream yesterday, but Clara says she's not allowed, so the poor thing started crying. Doesn't matter, Trish, you'll get to eat icecream... Sometime. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-1378332621843629581?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/1378332621843629581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=1378332621843629581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/1378332621843629581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/1378332621843629581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-am-addicted-to-breadtalk.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-8003653199561696687</id><published>2008-01-30T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T22:55:57.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So now that the results are out, the teachers are piling us back up with homework and shite, and this is one of the rare days I'm back home before it's dark. It's really nice though, to be able to keep on top of things at school and know that you're not really lagging behind in anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, except lagging in math, maybe, but I think I'm gonna switch that to H1 so that I can do H3 NAV chem, so that won't be much of an issue. I'm only gonna switch that if I do get my H3, though, so here's hoping I will get that H3 so that I can be done with math ;D Sorry, Mr Ho and Mrs Chua! You're both great teachers but math just isn't my thing :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That random comment aside, THE WEEKEND WAS LUSH. Saturday: we didn't go iceskating after all, after choir - practically NO ONE was swearing jeans, they'd have froze to death if they fell on the ice - so I headed back home for the barbequeue. Lots and lots of chicken &amp; bloody beef (by that I mean there was still blood on the steak after it was cooked) and everything, not to mention spazzing out with Huimin by the poolside, talking about shite while looking up at the multitude of stars in the cloudless night sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The skies these past few nights've been awesome - not a cloud to be seen, it's really gorgeous. If only night skies could stay this way for the rest of the year/forever, it'd really make my night :) I wanna know what skies are like in Texas, Aly told me that you can see the milky way driving along a Texan road. Pity Singapore's so damn light-polluted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R6HfP2j7skI/AAAAAAAAAlA/oX6ZhAEHy6E/s1600-h/i-got-yer-raisins-right-here.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R6HfP2j7skI/AAAAAAAAAlA/oX6ZhAEHy6E/s200/i-got-yer-raisins-right-here.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161652111380558402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Sunday. SHOPPING! &lt;3 Met Huimin &amp; a couple of other relatives at City Hall after voice, supposedly the shopping spree was supposed to be our reward for both scoring 7 points at the O levels xD Won't go into many details about Sunday, although we went all over Raffles City and Marina Square (YES, MARINA SQUARE AGAIN. IT'S BECOMING MY THIRD HOME OR SOMETHING). Huimin and I were given $150 to spend any way we wanted, so we split that into $75 each. Totally fun ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought lots of stuff, lol. Bought some doughnut-shaped candles (PRETTY, besides I'm a candle freak), a shirt that says "The music industry is killing home recording", fake eyelashes - Huimin and I have a pact on to wear them for CNY - and lash glue, a classic TY beanie (PISTON the cheetah!) which I just had to get since I haven't had TYs in a really long time, and two CDs (the Corrs - Home, and a collection of Satie piano pieces.) Spent $73.90 in total, I think I'm awesome at keeping to budgets ;D Or maybe it was just this once I managed to keep within my $75, I'm not usually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R6Hg3mj7slI/AAAAAAAAAlI/jKnFQ9y61mw/s1600-h/41FSPMFKP9L__SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R6Hg3mj7slI/AAAAAAAAAlI/jKnFQ9y61mw/s200/41FSPMFKP9L__SS500_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161653893791986258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while I spent on things that cost little, Huimin spent on a couple of expensive items :/ The relatives were basically trailing us all around and paying for our shopping spree. xD Total fun. I think I'll mug for my A levels just so I get another shopping spree if I get A's ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-8003653199561696687?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/8003653199561696687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=8003653199561696687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/8003653199561696687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/8003653199561696687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/01/so-now-that-results-are-out-teachers.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R6HfP2j7skI/AAAAAAAAAlA/oX6ZhAEHy6E/s72-c/i-got-yer-raisins-right-here.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-9154836869031323309</id><published>2008-01-24T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T18:03:59.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OHMY#*&amp;^$#&amp;@IGOT&lt;b&gt;SEVENPOINTS&lt;/b&gt;FORTHEOLEVELS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn I was freaking out really badly for the whole of yesterday and today, knocking my head against doors and hyperventilating and all that shite. Scared to death, really, going all like "I should have studied harder for the O's" and so on. Okay okay, I shall calm myself down and backtrack to yesterday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after choir prac, I was freaking about O's results with Son, Alex, and Jinli. We'd agreed to go to ECP to emo, but I bloody got on the wrong bus with Wanping and lot, lol. Stupidest thing I could've done ever, but anyway since I was there I had dinner with them at Roxy Square and then walked over to the Park. Talked in Subway for a bit, emoing about stuff in school and then freaking out some more about the following day's O level results release. Got home at about 10.30-ish.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY, I woke up at like, 7am cos I was having such a huge problem trying to sleep in. Mind was filled with nothing but O's results for the whole morning. Left for KC at about 11.45, I SAW A LOT OF MY JUNIORS :) Lunched with Aly, Meiying, and Fern. KC's really changed a lot, the canteen's so different from last year :/ And it's only been about two months! There's a new snack stall, the noodle stall is gone, they've put up new stallname plates, it's so different :( Oh well, change has got to come in everything. I still love the KC canteen though! All the memories of O level mugging after classes xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R5mlWGj7siI/AAAAAAAAAkw/aqyMjNcfQoU/s1600-h/P1246226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R5mlWGj7siI/AAAAAAAAAkw/aqyMjNcfQoU/s200/P1246226.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159336647266644514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at about 1.55pm ish, I went up to the hall and started going psycho again. Ms Tan was going on for what seemed like forever about how to apply for JAE. It was complete suspense. And when Ms Lam finally took over and did the breakdown and analysis of the results, I was really just gonna break down there and then. "We fared fairly well compared to the national standard, but not as well compared to the previous year's cohort" she said. Didn't help that all the teachers had been talking about their own disappointment before that, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English was only about 30% distinctions, chem 25% distinctions, and stuff like that. Lit, though, was AWESOME - 60% distinctions compared to a national average of about 20%!! That's like, THREE TIMES. Whoo, KC lit is awesome ;D Plus, KC finally matched the national average for distinctions for CHINESE - first time ever! So maybe it wasn't that bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after the breakdown and all that, there was the name list for students with 6 distinctions and above. I can honestly say at this point of time I was scared so much I could have jumped. I was hoping to see my name on the 6 or 7 distinctions list but it didn't appear for both times, so I was pretty disappointed with myself. Congrats to Fuzzy, Soekkhern, Siming, Lisa, Sarah, Dina, Huang Ye, Victoria, and everyone else whose names were on the 6 or 7 distinctions list! I'm sorry I can't remember everyone on the list - I managed to read through them but can't remember everyone's name now :/ If your name was there and I missed it out, let me know yeah and I'll add it on ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R5mzWmj7sjI/AAAAAAAAAk4/uhl5IPPlQC8/s1600-h/guinea-pig-cannon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R5mzWmj7sjI/AAAAAAAAAk4/uhl5IPPlQC8/s200/guinea-pig-cannon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159352049019367986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after the 6 distinctions list and 7 distinctions list. There was a pretty good mix of 405'ers and 406'ers on 6 distinctions. Dina was on the 7 distinctions list but I can't remember who else from 405 was there. On the 8 distinctions list though, I SCREAMED. I seriously screamed, and started crying, and stuff like that, because I saw "CHERYL ANG YI HUI, 405, 5A1s, 3A2s." I mean, bloody hell, I couldn't have even dreamed up a score like that if I wanted to. I topped 405 and came in joint second together with the other 8 distinction people, in the school. Not trying to brag or anything, but I'M HAPPY, SO SUE ME :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to Yuenying who was on 8 distinctions too, and... I'm sorry but I can't remember the third person on &gt;&lt; Someone remind me who the third person was!! Oh shite, I can't remember if Victoria was on the 8 or 7 distinctions list. o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in shock over having got 8 distinctions, so everyone forgive me here if I'm high and everything. I'VE ONLY EVER GOT 5 DISTINCTIONS, MAX, BEFORE THIS. YAY :DD Thanks to everyone who came up to me and hugged/congratulated me, I love you all &lt;3 Aly, Tessa, Faith, Meiying, Lisa, Sarah, Charm, Cheryl, Cherie, Jas, Chris, and anyone whose name I've missed out, you're all awesome &lt;3 KC wouldn't have been KC without all of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Insert drumroll here- KC's top student. CONGRATULATIONS CRYSTABEL! You really deserve this, your 9 distinctions - five A1s and four A2s, you worked hard to be KC's top student and you got it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the breakdown of my results. Seven points, CCA bonus 2 and loyalty bonus 2! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English - A1&lt;br /&gt;Emath - A1&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry - A1&lt;br /&gt;Literature - A1&lt;br /&gt;Music - A1&lt;br /&gt;Amath - A2&lt;br /&gt;Biology - A2&lt;br /&gt;Combined SS/Geog - A2&lt;br /&gt;Chinese - B3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R5lSK2j7sfI/AAAAAAAAAkU/Iji5R-MlVS4/s1600-h/P1246220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R5lSK2j7sfI/AAAAAAAAAkU/Iji5R-MlVS4/s200/P1246220.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159245194528010738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAAAAAAAAAAY. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sorta disappointed with my A2 for bio because I was expecting an A1. I guess it was coming though, with my completely screwed up practical and stupid 7-mark graph question. Doesn't matter, at least I've still got my seven! I don't really care about the only B on that list - Chinese, because I know I'm not good at it to begin with. Getting a B for that was already awesome, when I got my results in August :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all the teachers who've really made this happen for me - Mrs Jalleh, Mrs Peggy Tan, Ms Wahidah, Mrs Kauthar, Mrs Chua, Mr Sim, Mr Juraimy, Mrs Teo, Ms Tan, Mrs Ooi and Mr Liew (without whom I would not find myself in the VJC choir). I'll do my best to make KC proud, wherever I go ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who didn't get as good an O level score as they wish they had, &lt;u&gt;DON'T BE SAD.&lt;/u&gt; It's not the end of the road for you just because you didn't get a brilliant score, &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color=669999&gt;one exam does not determine everything you are.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; There's lots more to come in life, so you've just gotta pick yourself up and move on, do well in JC/poly and then go on to university! Just because you didn't do well as you could've for your O's doesn't mean you're a failure (ahem, a certain &lt;i&gt;someone&lt;/i&gt;); after all, the end point's the same - a degree. It's just different paths to the same thing, after all! So stop crying, pick yourself up and move on ;D If anything, remember I'm always here to help or talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that, Anthea, Andrea, Aly and I went to crash choir in the music room! xD I miss KC choir so much, seeing all the juniors and everyone, especially 2008's sec fours/fives :) I'm sure everyone's gonna do really brill for their O's this year, remember for you lot you've only got ONE SHOT at this. There's no PAE to back you up any more, so make sure you do well for your O's and (Tessa this one's for you) I'll be seeing you at VJC! :D For the others who don't wanna head to VJ, I wish all of you the best of luck (and hard work/revision) in getting into wherever you want to go to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sound like such a senior :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, anyway. Went out with Aly and Demp after the results release, headed off to Marina Square cos Aly hasn't got enough of the 50c Parapara there xD DIVA'S HAVING A SALE!! It's the most awesome thing ever, Aly and I got a pretty blue butterly "best friends" necklace at only $2.50 (that's like, $1.25 each, dirt cheap) and I got this sweet doe pendant necklace! That was $2.50 too. I love sales. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R5lpX2j7shI/AAAAAAAAAkk/ABqJ6cIHLgU/s1600-h/Copy+of+P1246237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R5lpX2j7shI/AAAAAAAAAkk/ABqJ6cIHLgU/s200/Copy+of+P1246237.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159270706633749010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, stayed at Marina Square there for a little bit and played a few games at the arcade, then we went to the foodcourt for dinner and headed home. There wasn't much time cos we left school at about 5.30 ish, spent so much time at KC. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was pretty tired when I got home, but Dad was really happy about my results :) Lol I reminded him that he said he'd give me $500 for each A1 and $300 for each A2, and then he nearly went into shock at what it means now (it's $3400 in total) but then I was nice and said he didn't really have to give me that much xD So then he asked what I'd like as a reward anyway, and I got guilty and reminded him he just got me a $200 radion on Sunday. Not to mention voice lessons. So I don't know if I should be a spoilt brat and demand something from Dad, or be nice and say I'm content with what I have. I think I'll settle for something in between xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one heck of a long post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'M STAYING IN VJC, BABY!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-9154836869031323309?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/9154836869031323309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=9154836869031323309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/9154836869031323309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/9154836869031323309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/01/ohmy-damn-i-was-freaking-out-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R5mlWGj7siI/AAAAAAAAAkw/aqyMjNcfQoU/s72-c/P1246226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-5611894686604411052</id><published>2008-01-21T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T21:46:48.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;O LEVEL RESULTS ARE OUT ON THURSDAY, SHITE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so scared, really I am. It's this whole gigantic what-if situation right now, I don't wanna get some ridiculous number and not be able to be where I want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like it here in VJC. The people are really friendly, even though everyone's got better Chinese than I do, they're all so patient and willing to help me out. Like how today during Chinese class, I was sitting in between Naomi and Tenghui. Even though they finished their work much earlier than I did, they still helped to explain everything to me, they're just such damn nice people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really like VJC, I don't wanna get an above-10 and have to leave or something. Even if I do somehow manage to stay on through choir, I'm not sure if I would want to, with above-10 - which is why I really want to get below-10 and earn my place in VJC rather than having to appeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that aside, let's move on to stuff on a brighter note. I had my first voice lesson on Sunday! Ms Ng was really nice, but strict at the same time. Goodness, I never knew there were that many problems with my singing, but after all that's what a voice teacher is for, no? ;D Voice lessons are awesome, even though I've only had one yet. Hope I can master the technique in time for the A's :/ Gosh, I'm talking about A's even before the O's results are released. Someone knock me on the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let's see. Nothing much has happened apart from the voice lesson and announcement of the O's results. Well, I'd best be off to finish up my stupid neo-Classicism essay for music now. And start doing all my tutorials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO CAN TELL ME ABOUT THE CHANGES IN EUROPEAN SOCIETY AFTER WORLD WAR ONE?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-5611894686604411052?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/5611894686604411052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=5611894686604411052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/5611894686604411052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/5611894686604411052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/01/o-level-results-are-out-on-thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-7059338381616750019</id><published>2008-01-19T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T19:57:55.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't been able to get online much lately, what with coming home late and everything, so here's a summary of everything that's been happening this week :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, went iceskating with Christine and Samantha! It was totally fun, went to the newly-opened Kallang Leisure Park rink! I can't say I like the rental boots much, they're so new that they hurt :/ Oh well, still. Damn I want my own boots, iceskating's fun. Chris and I helped Sam stand properly for a little bit, then we started chasing each other around the rink! It was completely fun, lol. Even if we did fall down sometimes xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R5HkYY23hGI/AAAAAAAAAkM/JgPixD6BS7g/s1600-h/P1136141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R5HkYY23hGI/AAAAAAAAAkM/JgPixD6BS7g/s200/P1136141.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157154155956503650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we had dinner/lunch at Pastamania, lol. Went to check out the arcade for a bit, although we didn't play anything cos we didn't wanna change for tokens. ZoneX needs more outlets in Singapore so that I can use my oh-so-convenient card instead of changing for tokens. We saw a gigantic rabbit at the pet store - Christine says it's a Finnish Giant or something like that - and Sam was like "That rabbit could eat my dog." Rofl. It really was gigantic though, it was most definitely bigger than Wangwang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw SnowWhite inline figure skates at Skatesports!! Damn, I was like #*&amp;$^#@ I want those so bad. They're so gorgeous, I'mma ask Val to make use of her staff discount or something to get that for me ;D They're luuuuuush. I'm in love with those skates, although if they had PIC skates it'd be even more brill! &lt;3 And, I want my own ice figureskates too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R5HkQo23hFI/AAAAAAAAAkE/dcxmjJM_9Lk/s1600-h/P1136155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R5HkQo23hFI/AAAAAAAAAkE/dcxmjJM_9Lk/s200/P1136155.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157154022812517458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had choir 'til late on Monday. About 7-ish, was $&amp;^#(*&amp;$^#@ tired - I managed to fall asleep within a 3-minute break that Faith gave the sops, she was working on the "Demo kowaii" bit of Yoru - but still, choir's worth it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Marine Parade Library on Thursday after school, met up with Deborah and studied/finished up all my undone tutorials. Well, most of them, anyway. I still haven't done my music stuff or my Chinese stuff, as of now, neither have I done any of the tutorials that were handed out on Friday :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday (yesterday), OG BARBEQUEUE! FUNNESS TO THE MAX, after school ended, Wensiu, Phyllis, Steven,  Rouhui and I went to the Music room to hang out and have fun (we were &lt;i&gt;suppposed&lt;/i&gt; to be researching for the Neo-Classical essay) until we met with our OGs before going for the barbequeue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Theseus at about 6-ish, anyway, and walked over to ECP. It was stupid lol, we didn't wanna sit on the ant-infested grass so we sat on the sand and played Werewolf. Unfortunately, with the ever-rising tide, Xinhui was splashed with some of the wave that got to her xD Went back to the barbequeue bit, got a bit of food (Aloysius estimates about 25% of all the food for Theodore but I think he's exaggerating, lol) and went to a sheltered hut place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R5HhY423hDI/AAAAAAAAAj0/1JI4b83Z-JY/s1600-h/P1186183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R5HhY423hDI/AAAAAAAAAj0/1JI4b83Z-JY/s200/P1186183.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157150866011554866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still wasn't enough food though, so someone suggested ordering McDonald's delivery. It was amusing, we were imagining telling the person on the other end of the delivery line, "Hello we'd like to place an order for delivery, we're in the sheltered hut in East Coast Park in between pit D40 and D39!" Rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the OGLs walked to the McDonalds instead of calling delivery to buy stuff for us. The rest of Theseus started playing Indian Poker and other such card games, lol. Ooohh, and WEREWOLF, which was completely fun. What with lovers, hunters, little girls and werewolves, it was hilarious shite xD Damn we could've played that game forever, even though Aloysius was being completely stupid with his "Is it... YOU?" In that super creepy tone, the cold sea breeze didn't help much with making it any less creepy for us. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OGLs came back and we played more games, and then they gave us all letters! It was so touching, I'm seriously gonna miss Theseus loads :( Never mind, there's still OG OUTINGS in the March Hols! Yi Yee and I want to go iceskating, now we're trying to convince everyone else to agree with us ;D Iceskating's awesome, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R5HhZI23hEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/fFCCiYssYJs/s1600-h/P1186218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R5HhZI23hEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/fFCCiYssYJs/s200/P1186218.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157150870306522178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-7059338381616750019?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/7059338381616750019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=7059338381616750019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/7059338381616750019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/7059338381616750019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-havent-been-able-to-get-online-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R5HkYY23hGI/AAAAAAAAAkM/JgPixD6BS7g/s72-c/P1136141.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-1175551757365518754</id><published>2008-01-11T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T16:23:00.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks to all who've said stuff to make me feel better about you know what :) It really made me feel better, reading the tags and especially talking to Ben - who was really nice cos I ranted for a heck of a long time about shite, so thank you very much for hearing me out :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I think I'mma try to be a little bit more inclusive with stuff, try to talk more to people and all. Anyway, even if I do feel left out ever again, there's always the comforting world of the MP3 player which totally makes me feel better, all the time and every time. And, I'll just think on what everyone's said to me about just trying to make friends with everyone ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Today marks the culmination of the first week of lessons, which is really rad because the A level syllabus is way more challenging than the O level syllabus - and I've only just started. I'm taking Biology, Chemistry, Math, Music, and KI, along with the usual Chinese and Project Work. It's pretty cool, I guess. The lecture-tutorial system's fun, although rushing to be on time for classes has been a bit of a challenge :/ I have got to learn to be more punctual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KI's awesome, it's lots of philosophy and stuff. We watched the Matrix, yesterday, and talked a bit about what knowledge really is. It's fascinating - I so do not regret taking KI instead of GP ;D No idea how the workload's gonna be for the rest of the year, but if it involves thinking about life it should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology's been interesting, to say the least. Had the first lecture today, the lecturer went unbelievably fast though :/ It's like, 80% chem and 20% bio. Speaking of which, chem lecture was on Tuesday - the lecturer's a complete laugh :) Cracking jokes all the time, it's fun. The tutors are really nice too, although I won't say much because I've only known them for less than a week yet.&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's been really fun, mostly cos there was both Sea Regatta on Monday as well as KC Sec 3 Arts Excursion yesterday! It was so coincidental; Aly, Fern, Faith and I went to visit KC yesterday and the sec 3s were having their arts excursion. Since Mr Juraimy had extra tickets, he was like "D'ya wanna go for the excursion? Don't waste the extra tickets!" It was so amusing, but the excursion was awesome though ;D BEAUTY WORLD! CHA-CHA-CHA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R4h4yY23hCI/AAAAAAAAAjs/NCCBtIKb1p0/s1600-h/index_r2_c4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R4h4yY23hCI/AAAAAAAAAjs/NCCBtIKb1p0/s200/index_r2_c4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154502580586906658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw a heck lot of teachers at KC, I miss that place so much :/ Mrs Lie said I have a healthy glow now, after the Sea Regatta, which was really strange. I just think I've got really tanned after being in the sun so much on Monday, but I so don't have a healthy glow, lol. Unhealthy, more like it xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith couldn't come, so Aly, Fern, and I tagged along for the excursion. Went with KC to the Esplanade! Damn, I miss arts excursions, lol. It's fun though, getting free tickets to a musical xD Oh, and Anthea met us straight at the Esplanade, she tagged along too :) Maybe I'll crash the next KC arts excursion or something, lol. Damn, Grace would kill me, but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music was completely awesome, just made me wanna dance! The Ivy actress can really sing. Oh, and there was that gigantic reaction from all the KCians when there was that remark about "Face of a Convent girl", it was so automatic but funny once we were done "OI!"ing. I bought the soundtrack and got it autographed by all the cast members - and started singing the KC school song with Neo Swee Lin! Awesomeness, complete awesomeness. It was so impromptu, when I told her I'm a KCian, just singing the school song. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home after midnight, pretty tired then but the experience was so worth it. Especially seeing all my choir juniors and everyone, ohmygoodness they're all in sec 3 and all grown up! Damn, that just made me sound old. I still miss KC :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-1175551757365518754?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/1175551757365518754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=1175551757365518754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/1175551757365518754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/1175551757365518754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/01/thanks-to-all-whove-said-stuff-to-make.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R4h4yY23hCI/AAAAAAAAAjs/NCCBtIKb1p0/s72-c/index_r2_c4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-9064837789217548848</id><published>2008-01-07T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T21:41:11.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I turned left - but you turned right&lt;br /&gt;only one-way roads on this stretch of life&lt;br /&gt;we can't back up or turn back time&lt;br /&gt;out of sight - not out of mind&lt;br /&gt;you made a choice&lt;br /&gt;so wave goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I'm not turning back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think about you everyday (goodbye)&lt;br /&gt;On ragged roads to better days (goodbye)&lt;br /&gt;I see your picture in my head (goodbye)&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll miss you&lt;br /&gt;But you'll never see me again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your letter said - You found your place&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere else, with another face&lt;br /&gt;Written words like razor blades&lt;br /&gt;Slashing all my hope away&lt;br /&gt;I'd bleed to death from paper cuts&lt;br /&gt;But the road is calling me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think about you everyday (goodbye)&lt;br /&gt;On ragged roads to better days (goodbye)&lt;br /&gt;I see your picture in my head (goodbye)&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll miss you&lt;br /&gt;But you'll never see me again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now sorry is as sorry does&lt;br /&gt;like tire tracks on hearts we crushed&lt;br /&gt;like dried up flowers in the dust&lt;br /&gt;Do you still miss me?&lt;br /&gt;I'm a tragic highway burning soul&lt;br /&gt;and driving like this takes it's toll&lt;br /&gt;How could I have ever known?&lt;br /&gt;Still my wheels, they keep turning on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think about you everyday (goodbye)&lt;br /&gt;On ragged roads to better days (goodbye)&lt;br /&gt;I see your picture in my head (goodbye)&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll miss you&lt;br /&gt;But you'll never see me again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Goodbye, by the Crash Poets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song's lush. It's totally one of my all-time favourites. Charlotte Church's Casualty of Love is another gorgeous song. I adore Goodbye. It's so true.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-9064837789217548848?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/9064837789217548848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=9064837789217548848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/9064837789217548848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/9064837789217548848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-turned-left-but-you-turned-right-only.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-6229319701581487837</id><published>2008-01-07T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T16:25:36.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;EMO ALERT. If you hate emo posts, please don't read this one.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, it's not that I don't love VJC to bacon bits. But sometimes I just feel sorta left, out; I wonder if I'm making the right choice by being there. Maybe I'll be better off being home-tutored and taking the A's as a private candidate or something, maybe life's better if I'm solitary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's probably just me. I just feel that everyone's so damn friendly and I'm the only stupid person who's not that way. Maybe it's cos I'm just sorta scared that people'll not want to talk to me - I'd rather be the one not talking than the one trying to start up a conversation only to realise I'm not wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm digging my own grave at VJC, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to be enthusiastic during mass dances and cheering, but that's the only time I really feel like I'm being part of everything, because then no one gives a damn who you are. But it matters when I'm trying to talk to people. I have got to try to be friendlier. I asked Rhoda today, even she agrees that I'm not much friendlier that I was at Tao Nan. It's not that I don't wanna be, but I don't wanna try only to realise people wouldn't want me around anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like music because it's not judgemental. Music doesn't tell you if you're nice or not; music's there because it lets me express myself and no one gives a care in the world if you're a nice, friendly person or not when you're playing. Maybe that's why I like to sing so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I try to strike up a conversation it seems to die off within seconds, or it'll move on to some other topic that I don't have anything to say about. That's especially the case with the choir, cos everyone else came from choirs that've been to all sorts of choral competitions and performances and stuff, while KC's choir was pretty much stagnant. We went for practice, did KC BMW/EMDD, and went home. Now, people talk about SOV or stuff like that which I haven't got a clue about. I really haven't got much to say about a lot of stuff, even if I do want to join in a conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with May and Flip and everyone after Sea Regatta today. It was really a thrill when May asked me whether I'd like to join them at Parkway. Not that they're not really brilliant people; they're totally friendly and terrific and awesome friends. Just that while I was there, I felt like I was looking on them rather than being one of them. Alright, so maybe I don't play cards with them, but surely cards can't be the sole reason why I get this I-don't-belong feeling all the time, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong - I love the choir and everything we do, it's just that sometimes I feel really alone. It's like everyone's a gigantic family and I'm the distant relative. Maybe I'm just trying too hard to fit in. If anyone's reading this, give me a shoutout. Or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need something to make me feel better. Oh, cookies and cream and music. Shall I play tennis or go ice skating until I drop dead? They say exercising releases some feel-good hormone, anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who're reading this, hit me with your critique. I don't care if it's nasty, just hit me with it. It's gonna make me feel better, at least knowing I'm not wanted as opposed to having to spend two years of life not knowing if I should be part of groups or not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-6229319701581487837?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/6229319701581487837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=6229319701581487837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/6229319701581487837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/6229319701581487837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/01/dont-get-me-wrong-its-not-that-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-5620703435680045097</id><published>2008-01-04T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T18:51:08.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>VJC ORIENTATION! It was pretty rad, overall. GO GO GO THEODORE! Cos Theodore's awesome like that, and the Rangers so own the Riders, squat :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day was pretty boring :/ Learnt cheers and stuff like that. I had a music test in the morn and a KI test in the afternoon, so I missed out quite a lot. Got lost a couple of times from the rest of my sub-OG. Learnt the Whiney Whiney mass dance, it was rad ;D I like that, it's so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day was a heck lot more fun than the first. There was tonnes, of cheering, strangely the cheering made my throat a lot better :/ We learnt the Friendship Dance, which is totally my favourite of all the mass dances cos it's so fun and people spin in and out. My dance partner was some girl OGL, I don't know what her name is. Learnt the tribal dance after that. I missed out on a little bit cos there was music prac test in the morning - I screwed up the Sonata in F so bad. Blah. Overall though, it was pretty tiring but fun. It's strange how you don't feel tired while you're doing something but feel completely totally eternally exhausted once you stop whatever you're doing, rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIRD DAY WAS AWESOMEEEEEEEEEEEEE ;D We had wet games in the morn, and I got my hair shampooed because there was some collect-the-foam game. It was strange. Wet games were pretty fun overall, though I sat out for one of them cos I was feeling too damn tired by then. Learnt another 2 mass dances, then had a recap of all 6 of them in the late afternoon. Twice, mind, all through. Ivor was my partner for both the friendship dances, it was stupid cos he's TALL and I couldn't dance properly at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I STOOD ON THE TABLE WITH JOSHUA, IT WAS FUN. Just completely going high and jumping and dancing and cheering on the table and making fools of ourselves, and no one in the world gave a damn cos there's no time to be more enthusiastic and make a fool of yourself than at Orientation ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M IN &lt;b&gt;08S34&lt;/b&gt;! We're the stupidest class ever, but that's why I love you lot so much already&lt;3 We're the rojak/mixed/retards/all the leftovers into a mashed melting pot of people class, because we're taking bio and math and chem but different contrasting subjects. Music and TSD and art econs, all in the same class :D I'm the only one doing KI though, which is sorta strange. I can't wait to see how many are doing KI! Anyway, S34 was doing stupid stuff like tricking the seniors that their names were Lulu, Lala, Hehe, and Haha. I think the seniors spotted the rubbish pretty early on but it was fun anyhow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-5620703435680045097?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/5620703435680045097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=5620703435680045097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/5620703435680045097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/5620703435680045097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/01/vjc-orientation-it-was-pretty-rad.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-2308164030007877567</id><published>2008-01-01T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T22:00:30.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What do bored people such as myself do on the last day of 2007? Bored people such as myself head off to East Coast Park on the last day of 2007 to blow up a 1.5l bottle of Coke Light. Oh, and to discover for myself the wonderful explosive power of Mentos. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday, Aly, Dempster, Fern, Meiying, Grace and I headed off to East Coast Park to do the coke/Mentos experiment. It was kinda stupid, really, because the explosion was only about 40cm high, at maximum. Still, it was better than no explosion at all! Dempster filmed the whole thing with my vidcam, so I've got a copy of that, and also a few photos ;D I'll upload them some other time, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was done, we hung out for a bit, then headed off to Aly's house. At least, Dempster, Grace and I did; Fern and Meiying went home before that. Had a hectic couple of hours clearing out Aly's room for her - strange person wanted to keep EVERYTHING, but I swear we must've thrown out at least 5kg of paper, if not more. And we found $218 lying about her room, no wonder the woman's losing money all the time :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to make siew mai with her, for dinner! It was quite fun, lol. My first attempt at cooking, I can't say it turned out that disastrous :) It was pretty fun, actually.  Although Aly used a heck lot of soy sauce, goodness knows why. It tasted really good in the end though. And there was lots of other stuff, dinner was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, Mom &amp; Dad came to pick me up. Gave Dempster and Grace a lift to the MRT station, and I came back to Aquarius for the countdown. It wasn't quite as fun as last year's countdown, sadly, but still. Better than no countdown at all, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TODAY,&lt;/b&gt; the so-called movie marathon at Ivor's xD So-called, because we only watched two shows; marathons are supposed to be a few of them at one shot, no? Brought a whole load of DVDs, but ended up only watching Underworld and Ratatouille. We &lt;i&gt;tried&lt;/i&gt; watching Romeo+Juliet, but the boys got so sick of the Shakespearean language that we had to switch movies. Lol. It was quite hilarious though, the combination of modern attitude and Shakespearean language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Pock Thong going absolutely crazy on O2Jam, goodness knows how he can actually play that game, it's insane x-x Didn't do much, really, save from watching movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M'hm, and that pretty sums up what happened yesterday and today. School starts in less than 12 hours, I don't know whether to be excited or scared or whatever. I think I'm pretty excited to be going to my dream JC, but that none of the choir year 0's of '07 are in the same sub-OG as I am is sorta depressing :/ I can't believe Deborah, Wensiu, and Wanping are ALL in Cyrus-Claudin. It's not fair, it's so not fair, THREE OF THEM IN THE SAME SUB-OG! Ah, I'm gonna be so alone tomorrow :/ I am not good at making friends. Call me anti-social.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10410738-2308164030007877567?l=ravebeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/feeds/2308164030007877567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10410738&amp;postID=2308164030007877567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/2308164030007877567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10410738/posts/default/2308164030007877567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravebeat.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-do-bored-people-such-as-myself-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Keita Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10410738.post-7688076331186835159</id><published>2007-12-31T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T10:15:45.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So we bid &lt;i&gt;arrivederci&lt;/i&gt; to 2007 in an hour and a half, which has been a completely awesome year without a doubt. All sorts of really fun stuff, packed to the full with performances and chemical experiments and studying/mugging for the O's. The last year as a KC girl, or at least on paper, because being a KC girl isn't about what school's on the report book. Being a KC girl is a lifestyle ;D It's been hectic but it's also been brill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE 2007 ROUNDUP.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything starts with a beginning, and so this beginning is on the first of January 2007. The 6D reunion; although not everyone was there, it was brilliant nonetheless. We got to see everyone again, which isn't something you get to look forward to every day, your old class in Tao Nan :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been one heck of a choir year, with EMDD at the Victoria Theatre and Book&amp;Music week and the SYF. Never mind that we got a silver although we were hoping for a gold, but I think I'd be happy with whatever result the judges gave us as long as the choir knows we've done the best we can :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WATCHED PHANTOM OF THE OPERA ON STAGE, LIVE, FOR THE FIRST TIME. The Best Musical Ever Written, and I got to see it live! It was completely awesome, at the Esplanade with Annabelle, I would so go to see it again if ever I got the chance to :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family Day 2007, the sec fours were excused from having to set up stalls and all that. Even so, 405's been a great class to be in, most of us went for Family Day anyhow. Fuzzy's been an awesome chairwoman, and Mrs Chua's the most awesome form teacher. All the teachers have been really great, actually, they make 2007 the best. While the impending thought of the O's would have brought spirits down, KC and the whole family environment made everything alright and even pretty upbeat &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R3mhIo23hBI/AAAAAAAAAjk/7UU1og4k0zc/s1600-h/Bckbt(276).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYJzaYQZlK4/R3mhIo23hBI/AAAAAAAAAjk/7UU1og4k0zc/s200/Bckbt(276).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150324818653447186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were the mid-year O levels, Chinese. I'm pretty happy with my B3 for that, even though it was Chinese hell for a while. Essays every single day/week, I can't really remember, and memorising stuff everywhere. It wasn't fun at all, but I think the result really paid off. I'm happy with my B3 ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played my first accompaniment piece - Schumann's Romance Op. 94, with Desmond the Clarinetist. Never played an accompaniment before so it was really new, but it teaches a pianist some really important skills about cooperating with others in a piece. Especially as the piano is such a solo instrument, it can be tough to suddenly find yourself playing together with others - but this accompaniment was a really great experience, learning more about music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'highlights' of the whole year: The O levels and prelims. Four years of cramming, mugging, studying latenights, determined and examined in the space of a few hours, stretched over six weeks (all practicals included). I can't say I was disappointed with myself though, I think I might've done pretty alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was the studying every day at Cafe Galilee or Burger King with Deborah, with Minoru sometimes coming along, and Fern and Meiying. Quite possibly the most studious I've got within the past 10 years of my life, I'd never been this self-motivated xD We actually planned studying together, without parents needing to come in and yell at us to study everything, we wanted to do well so we did whatever we could to make sure that'd happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio/lit/chem/music/english/chinese/geog/ss/emath/amath. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, more recently, there was VJCHOIR &lt;3 Christmas caroling with the uber-friendly VJChoir, which was really fun - although tiring - walking from the Ritz Carlton to Raffles Hotel, coming home at 10+pm every night, but all worth it cos it's been so much fun. Especially when we're walking along Citylink or Marina Square and one of us starts singing, and then everyone starts joining in and before you know it there's a walking, singing choir xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Christmas to Remember, Auntie Shireen's first concert. It was really fun, well-planned for a first, although the preparations for everything were quite hectic at times. It was less stressful than EMDD, definitely, but that doesn't mean that a performer's allowed to slack on her standard of a piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plans for the EOY chalet (Deb, Sam, Meiying, Faith, Fern, etc) were scrapped but at least we got the Coke/Mentos thing done ;D Never mind that this year's been crazy at times, but it's been really brill overall. I can most definitely say that, thanks to brilliant and awesome friends who just keep laughing everything through, 2007 has been the best year of my 16 years of life, so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to hoping 2008 turns out equally awesome ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;P.S. 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