<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:57:20.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{{ The Next Rainbow }}</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>89</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-6755087820260358970</id><published>2008-06-18T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T01:14:13.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i294.photobucket.com/albums/mm116/hornies/30052008488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i294.photobucket.com/albums/mm116/hornies/30052008488.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i294.photobucket.com/albums/mm116/hornies/30052008499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i294.photobucket.com/albums/mm116/hornies/30052008499.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i294.photobucket.com/albums/mm116/hornies/07062008598.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i294.photobucket.com/albums/mm116/hornies/30052008493.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i294.photobucket.com/albums/mm116/hornies/30052008493.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i294.photobucket.com/albums/mm116/hornies/31052008524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i294.photobucket.com/albums/mm116/hornies/31052008524.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is why FRENCH HORNS are the LOVE. &lt;333&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And oh, there were photos in which Yiinghuey and I were like pointing at each other and making faces, but I think the camera never managed to catch any of those, cause um, either someone was blocking or there was too much chaos. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAKAE SUSHI THIS FRIDAY! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally I've not eaten Sakae for a long long long time. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-6755087820260358970?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/6755087820260358970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=6755087820260358970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/6755087820260358970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/6755087820260358970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-is-why-french-horns-are-love.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-3503098471403484948</id><published>2008-06-09T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:44:59.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've officially POPPED. According to Calida. (: It's not my fault that the acronym for Passing Out Parade is POP. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POP was really good! Nothing too spectacular, just homely and sweet. Bonding with section! (: Also, I didnt cry, when I expected myself to. Oh well, I guess I'm growing up. (: Presents were really sweeeeeeet, I was really touched and all. (: Especially with all the photos and everything. Old old ancient photos that made me burst out laughing, and all the memories of everything I've done as part of SNSB's FRENCH HORN section. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, I felt a whole surge of pride, like one of a mother or elder sister, when SNSB's 2009 Band Major and Drum Major were announced. Even though I already knew about it so long before, but I guess the actual handover ceremony made me smile and cheer and give a standing ovation to my dear dear juniors. Both of you greatly deserve the posts, and I believe the whole YELLOW BATCH is sure that you two will do a really really good job in leading the band! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chalet stayover was special, in a way. Eating KFC, horsing around, watching the SUNRISE, basking in the cool morning atmosphere, roasting marshmallows, comforting you, talking about FRH to you, being largely touched by all the presents, loving the horn tee, playing charades, playing TURTLE, learning bridge, doing so many things that made me feel like such a close part of the whole section. Basically, ULTIMATE BONDING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though POP wasnt perfect, it was good enough for both Weiling and I. I'm sure both of us, and all of you, had a really great time spending the night together. (: Sure, promises of future section outings were said, comforting and encouraging words exchanged, but I guess, all in all, we will stay together. No matter how far apart we are, how long we've not spoken, how long we've not met, I guess that when we finally do reunite again as HORN SECTION 2008, we will have the same amount of fun as we do now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's surreal, really, leaving band and horn playing. I've been in band all my life, and this is probably the only thing I've actually fallen deeply in love with, such that I'm feeling so many withdrawal symptoms now. I'm starting to think if I should join band again in JC. Most likely not. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These SEVEN YEARS of being in the band, playing the horn, FOUR of which were spent playing the FRENCH HORN, have been enormously fulfilling. I'll miss every single one of you. Every single one. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;you people will always be the deepest love of my life. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&amp;I LOVE FRENCH HORNS 2008! &lt;33&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QXXtirZMWIY/SE4d8DoAO0I/AAAAAAAAABc/4U3E7p1rLaM/s1600-h/sectphoto1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210134736516692802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QXXtirZMWIY/SE4d8DoAO0I/AAAAAAAAABc/4U3E7p1rLaM/s320/sectphoto1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QXXtirZMWIY/SE4d8mCJNjI/AAAAAAAAABk/g3eyAY72cRI/s1600-h/sectphoto8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210134745753138738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QXXtirZMWIY/SE4d8mCJNjI/AAAAAAAAABk/g3eyAY72cRI/s320/sectphoto8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-3503098471403484948?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/3503098471403484948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=3503098471403484948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/3503098471403484948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/3503098471403484948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2008/06/ive-officially-popped.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QXXtirZMWIY/SE4d8DoAO0I/AAAAAAAAABc/4U3E7p1rLaM/s72-c/sectphoto1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-8142484336407048147</id><published>2008-06-01T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T02:23:01.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will OFFICIALLY be moving to cupsofmocha.lj AFTER POP. (: But ahh, I've already started blogging there. (: So yeah, just read there luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last post will be on POP. That'll be my 88th post here in THENEXTRAINBOW.blogspot. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this blog. But I guess I have to move on to the next chapter in my life. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-8142484336407048147?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/8142484336407048147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=8142484336407048147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/8142484336407048147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/8142484336407048147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2008/06/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-1190044102009058080</id><published>2008-05-23T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T22:57:33.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright. Was back from band camp yesterday! (: Definitely fun, but not very memorable. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of Term 2 on Thursday, but didnt feel like closure cause well, there's still two more weeks of lessons. And I'm as busy next week as I would be during a normal school week. Talk about having virtually no holidays. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back PPR. I'm satisfied with my current results, but still, I think and must do better. I can do it, I know. (: Sigh but most of my friends are like getting not very good grades, it's as if I'm like one of the better ones in class now. I admit I'm rather intelligent, but I still work hard to achieve my goal and yeah, sometimes I wonder if I'm really mugging too hard. But I'll still work very very hard and try not to slack so much. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very grateful for certain people who I identify as worthy competitors in certain areas of my academic life. (: Like Calida, (yes I mentioned you again) I think she's a WORTHY COMPETITOR in areas like Chem and Bio! (: And Ger, who never ever fails to make me work harder in Maths. Even though I'm sure you dont really know it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band camp! (: Sec 3 Noms was fine, really. Yiing Huey and Elysia didnt really meet up to our (Weiling, Lijie, me) expectations for the playing though. ): I was expecting them to like blow the whole band away with their wonderful playing and sightreading skills. Jupiter Hymm is nice though, I shall go find the song someday soon. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, posts for the two of them are kind of decided already, so yeah, dont be so worried that you'll like not get the post that you want and all. Both of you are really competent and the seniors know you got potential to do your posts well. ((: Jiayou okay! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POP is coming really really soon, and I've a jumble of feelings towards it. It's MY POP, you know. I think I'd be rather sentimental and cry. )': Yet, I know that the Horn Blue bagde will be able to lead the section really well, and it wont like just DIE after Weiling and I leave. And there's still Lijie to watch over all of you! (: I'm kind of fang xin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I'm most worried about my dear FOURTHHORNS, cause well, it'll just be the two of them now. Without me around to guide them anymore. ): I really hope and wish that you two will buck up and improve greatly, so that SYF next year will be a blast! (: I believe I've said this before, FOURTHHORNS are the bass of the section! We must support the rest of the section, even though sometimes we can be rather insignificant in the pieces. (: Jiayou! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet-the-parents was okay, Ms Lee said quite alot of nice stuff to my dad about me. (: And she told my dad that I'd most probably HALVE my current L1R5 by Os! Daddy was rather surprised and startled, I believe. (: Yeah, hopefully I will. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. I've got one last thing to announce, and that is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be moving to LJ. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a really nice time blogging at THENEXTRAINBOW. (: I'll miss this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be moving as of after POP this year. Then I'd have spent ONE YEAR at this blog. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll still be back to visit. (: This blog holds many many memories for me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cupsofmocha.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cupsofmocha.lj&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-1190044102009058080?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/1190044102009058080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=1190044102009058080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/1190044102009058080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/1190044102009058080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2008/05/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-4849579411373893703</id><published>2008-05-12T07:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T07:30:15.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Actually, Ella's relationship, supposedly with &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;gohkiatchun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, is rather significant. Seeing how I'm ALWAYS game for some 八卦.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;鸡婆度很高的我. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you're the only thing that's INSIGNIFICANT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont even know how you managed to survive so many years in SN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, darn it. I'm being so freaking 八卦! I'm actually referring to a certain famous Bruneinese singer-actor using his real, birthcert name. That's the first time I've done that in writing. I usually just spout it out in front of Calida Chua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, DEATH NOTE is nice. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-4849579411373893703?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/4849579411373893703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=4849579411373893703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/4849579411373893703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/4849579411373893703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2008/05/actually-ellas-relationship-supposedly.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-4414175202804831373</id><published>2008-05-12T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T07:24:06.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I seriously dont know what I'm doing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be either studying, getting ready to sleep, or doing something useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I'm sitting in front of the laptop, watching Youtube and blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a History test on Thursday, and a Bio SPA tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just slacked my whole weekend away without studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet I claim that I know the importance of O levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone should seriously knock some sense into my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting a C5 for my AMaths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first C since like, Term 2 or 3 last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got really pissed and irritated and annoyed with a certain someone today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of bet the whole class did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She made my classmate, my friend CRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you count it to be a personal attack?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calling someone's family DYSFUNCTIONAL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, literally-wise, in YOUR sense, it aint one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But morally, SOCIALLY wise, it IS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you dont even get your Bible facts right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you claim to be a Catholic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. I'm amazed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I'm utterly startled and amused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELLA CHEN JIA HUA ACTUALLY SAID SHE HAD A BOYFRIEND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As in, her boyfriend was one of the male leads in one of the many drama serials she's acted in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY WERE TOGETHER FOR ONE YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE WROTE A SONG ABOUT THEIR RELATIONSHIP, FOR HIM, AFTER THEIR BREAKUP.&lt;br /&gt;So who's the most likely man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO ELSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet he immediately says it aint him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, truth will unveil itself someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they were together at some point of time, it will all fall in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will wish them all the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though they've broken up, BUT STILL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe love can be rekindled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hope, wish their breakup was an amicable one. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A toast to them. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that, that was my summary of the great insignificant things that happen in my life that I actually remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking about these few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, my being very super utterly disappointed with Stage Singapore counts as significant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so does my wasting of one hour on the Da Xiao Ai Chi episode featuring Rolling Love. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just so love oogling at Danson Tang. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me, but I think Jiro Wang's getting cuter and cuter. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope I didnt drool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, I think I'm in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With people I dont even know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Jamie's terms, know-KNOW. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-4414175202804831373?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/4414175202804831373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=4414175202804831373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/4414175202804831373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/4414175202804831373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-seriously-dont-know-what-im-doing-now.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-3455431976274437290</id><published>2008-04-28T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T05:22:20.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been a rather long time since I blogged here. (: And yeah, my life has been filled with much much excitement and a certain amount of stress. Well, I'm Sec Four. There's no escaping it. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. I shall hence blog here about a motivational/inspirational workshop that all SN Sec Fours went through this past weekend! (: Though they highly stress that it aint a motivational workshop, but I really cant help but be motivated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through all the fun energisers and games and group work and presentations, I've learnt much about myself, the way I learn and many many other IMPORTANT things with respect to my preparation for the upcoming O LEVELS. (: Oh, and the constant bullying by qlishadine, especially CALIDACHUA. ): Calvin Chen is MIGHTY FINE, alright. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some stuff I've learnt about MYSELF is that I'm an I-PERSONALITY person! Haha. (: Which means that I'm inspiring, influential, and alot of other nice things I love to hear. (: Okay, but I'm rather S-personality too, which means I'm quite stable, steady, POM PEE PEE. (: As in, yeah. I think those who went know what I'm talking about. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is exactly why I pay CalidaChua that many compliments. Cause I know she needs them as much as I do. IT'S TIME YOU RETURN ME SOME. (: Dont think just because you have a rather strong DOMINEERING personality means you can not return my compliments. You have to learn how to pay people compliments, you. Coach Yvonne said so. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I'm also an AUDIOTORY learner, and I have a BALANCED brain! ((: Which means I have to pay loads loads loads of attention in class. Thus, Jamie and Shu Jie, when I say I'm paying attention, I'm REALLY paying attention. I need to. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, something that really really shocked/startled/surprised/left me speechless was the GREAT fact that DCZF has the exact same birthday as Calidaaaa! (: When she first told me on Friday night I went speechless for about 5 to 10 seconds, then I burst out into HILARIOUS LAUGHTER. XD She went bonkers i.e. hyperventilated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I believe she still is hyperventilating. Oh, and the realisation that DCZF's Mandarin name is so freaking HILARIOUS is another GREAT thing to laugh about. Sweet. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is about it. My past weekend. (: See this is exactly what keeps me from NOT getting ultimately stressed. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear. What homework is there tonight? :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-3455431976274437290?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/3455431976274437290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=3455431976274437290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/3455431976274437290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/3455431976274437290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-been-rather-long-time-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-4738846095513810089</id><published>2008-04-16T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T05:07:54.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thinking about it, my blog does really bring out alot of me. It reflects my character, my personality, THE REAL ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like you see, the song that's playing right now is my favourite song! Well, it's not there only cause it's my fave song AND it's Fahrenheit, but seriously, I think I relate to that song really really well luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example (I shall not use 'like's anymore, cause English Oral is coming and I need to speak PROPER English), I think the lyrics of the song are really meaningful. They seem to reflect my deepest, darkest wishes for all you people out there, all those I call FRIENDS. (: Like I'll always be there for ALL OF YOU whenever, whereever you need me. (: It's a constant promise I make, and I always try my very very best to fulfil it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, there is that part of me which is always very comforted when I hear the song. Cause I need constant encouragement and 肯定. It's really important to me. And the lyrics of the song tell me that there's always someone rooting for me! What more could I ask, IT'S FAHRENHEIT. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, I think my blog reflects my personality cause well, the whole FEEL of the blog just suits luh, hurhur. (: I used to have a yellow blogskin, remember? It suited me at that point of time, but now, I think if I still used that blogskin, I'd be like, "I need to change my blogskin!" Cause I think that I've grown emotionally and mentally, and now more mature things suit me more. (: And I've started to have a penchant for WHITE things. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, what else. Oh, the disclaimer is so ME too! Like, who else can come up with such a BRILLIANT disclaimer, other than yours truly? (: Okay, I know all of you are rolling your eyes. Oh dear, make sure they dont pop out of their sockets okay. Everyone looks better with eyes. (: Eyes are the windows to one's SOUL. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm being really random here, but yeah, this is a day in the life of MELODY CHEW, who constantly thinks of random stuff and decides to blog about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurhur. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, to dinner! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-4738846095513810089?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/4738846095513810089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=4738846095513810089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/4738846095513810089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/4738846095513810089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2008/04/thinking-about-it-my-blog-does-really.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-2154453785657928807</id><published>2008-04-13T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T03:57:42.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLANETSHAKERS!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHA. I'm still rather high from the concert cum WORSHIP SESSION cum Tim Hudges! (: I think PLANETSHAKERS are really cool, I shall go borrow their CD from Calida Chua. (: Slept like ten hours, then another two yesterday after returning from the concert, and felt like sleeping the whole time in Youth Ablaze. :/ I didnt study two hours yesterday, contrary to what Chua believes. And I've only done three hours today. (: I'm in a SLACKING mood. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, ate PRATA just now at J8! I think it's not that bad, though I prefer &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;plain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; prata to anything else. Dont ask me why either. (: I'm simple and easily contented. Like Kahu. (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Oh dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, I think I'm getting too heavily influenced by &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - Lit Freak)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I got really bad &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUAN TONG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on my shoulder blades and tricep muscles from all the lifting-arms-up-to-God during Planetshaker's. ((: But it was all worth it! Cause I'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;REJUVENALISED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (spelling?) in the Name of God! YAY. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear, I'm becoming like Chua. What with all the colours and italics and bolds. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you cant beat her, then join her! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, shall go EAT DINNER. Before all the fried rice PARADISE and yee-meen disappears. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ edit ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I almost forgot, THANKYOU to Joelle and Calida for queueing up for us and suntanning yourselves and not wasting your time by doing homework while I enjoyed my sectionals! (: xiexie ni men. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ /edit ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-2154453785657928807?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/2154453785657928807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=2154453785657928807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/2154453785657928807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/2154453785657928807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2008/04/planetshakers-33-ahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-698433706569384348</id><published>2008-03-30T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T09:01:31.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dont know what's happening. But I really want to find out. I want to understand. I want to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading Lyn's blog like enlightens me so much on her life as a growing teen. I never expected her to face so many problems, especially with friendship, and so many different emotions. I never expected her to be so hated by her school friends, so disliked by people she actually calls "good friends" and so hurt by all the stupid words that people hurl at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never expected her to be so badly influenced by the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed she's been picking up little little vulgarities that I'm sure her friends use. Like she called the guy at the carpark gantry stupid, and I agree with Mummy that someone who's doing his job aint stupid at all. And today, she totally got her flare up and called us - Dad, Mummy and me - suckers. Like WHAT THE?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays she gets angry and irritated so easily. It's not like I dont, but still. Her fuse is really short now. And I dont remember being so tantrum-throwing when I was her age. Though I still did and do throw tantrums. Whoops. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope she gets over all this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to see Lyn like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I not do enough in encouraging her?&lt;br /&gt;Did I not show concern towards her?&lt;br /&gt;Did I hurt her and make her feel like she's not important when I brushed her away?&lt;br /&gt;Did she actually want to confide in me, only to be given an excuse?&lt;br /&gt;Did I not lend her my shoulder when she needed one to cry upon?&lt;br /&gt;Was I not supportive enough?&lt;br /&gt;Did I give her unnecessary stress?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, being concerned and encouraging her is one of the few things that I can do to egg her on toward her PSLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather lose some sleep or study time than lose my close relationship with my only sibling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want Lyn to know that I love her deeply, and that I'll ALWAYS be there for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past, now, and in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my promise to you, Lyn, and it shall remain a promise through life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause CHEWs, especially those educated in St Nicks, dont break promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold, or cut bow-strings. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-698433706569384348?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/698433706569384348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=698433706569384348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/698433706569384348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/698433706569384348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-dont-know-whats-happening.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-1350593847690234234</id><published>2008-03-30T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T04:44:06.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TEN.&lt;br /&gt;NINE.&lt;br /&gt;EIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN.&lt;br /&gt;SIX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FIVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FOUR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THREE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TWO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St Nicholas Girls' School was instantly drowned in a ocean of CHEERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr William Tan crossed the finishing line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WE DID IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHIJ ST NICHOLAS GIRLS' SCHOOL HAS BROKEN THE RECORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE WORLD RECORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT ONE IN THE GUINESS BOOK OF WORLD RECORDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St Nicks has broken the record for the MOST NUMBER OF PARTICIPANTS RUNNING A 4 X 100 METRE RELAY OVER 24 HOURS. And also the longest distance run on a 400m track over 24 hours, that one in the Singapore Book of Records. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we beat the previous record set by some High School in UK by about 1000 people!!! ONE THOUSAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be something I remember FOR LIFE. How I participated in the world record breaking run of ST NICHOLAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the worrying, wasting of outgoing call time, cheering, screaming, it was WORTH IT. Sounds cliche, but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I LOVE CHIJ ST NICHOLAS GIRLS' SCHOOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's FIESTA was superbly WHOO! I cant find another word to describe it. (: So many people came, and it was SUCH a memorable experience that I will take with me when I leave this DARLING SCHOOL of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wow. I'm already SECONDARY FOUR. Yesterday I saw Gloria, then I was like reminded of my Sec One days. Dear dear me. From the youngest in the Secondary section to the DA JIEs of the whole school. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, SECONDARY FOUR &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;WISDOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; did a really OWNING job yesterday! Nachos and Fries, ALL SOLD OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;LOVE LOVE LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; FOURWISDOMOHEIGHT. I think we're a super bonded class! WHOO. I'll never ever ever forget you people. ALL THIRTY-SEVEN OF YOU. And Ms Lee of course. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures another day! I'm lazy to upload them. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It requires wisdom to understand wisdom,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the music is nothing if the audience is deaf.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Walker Lippman&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;FRIES AND NACHOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;NACHOS WITH CHEESE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;WHOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-1350593847690234234?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/1350593847690234234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=1350593847690234234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/1350593847690234234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/1350593847690234234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2008/03/ten.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-3673630569047358799</id><published>2008-03-23T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T03:05:56.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess sometimes just reading a lovely book and ditching your studies is pretty relaxing. Though I seem to be doing that nowadays. Darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not supposed to be here, but I got the laptop from my sister for awhile. Sheesh. I should be studying. Like my Os arent next year you know. They're like. REALLY REALLY SOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH. But it's a long weekend, and I'm still not out of holiday mood yet. Freak. And, I still have homework to do. Like one more essay question of MSND. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, IT'S EASTER. ((: Enjoyable. (: Cause well, Cal and Cheng came to my church yesterday for Youth Easter Service, and it was pretty fun. (: The drama was really nice. I shall consider joining Drama Team (is it still called Dramatique?) after my Os. Yeah. All I can say is, THEY'RE IMPROVED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess it's the annual repetition of the story and the fact that I know everyone in the cast that leaves me rather... Untouched. :/ Easter is a time for reflection, and I personally used to cry much during church dramas. Especially Easter and Christmas. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. What I know I must do is to bring lost souls back to God. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calida's coming back next Sunday! Haha, maybe I should ask Cheng to come for the Sports Day thingy as well. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY FRIENDS. &lt;333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-3673630569047358799?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/3673630569047358799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=3673630569047358799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/3673630569047358799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/3673630569047358799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-guess-sometimes-just-reading-lovely.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-4695653345849137657</id><published>2008-03-12T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T20:47:05.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH MY GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY INTERNET'S BACK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so freaking HAPPYYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like my internet's back on my laptop! Oh WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah! Here come YOUTUBE and WINGLIN and BLOGGER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YESHHHHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-4695653345849137657?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/4695653345849137657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=4695653345849137657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/4695653345849137657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/4695653345849137657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2008/03/oh-my-gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-4698724054718346731</id><published>2008-03-09T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T08:07:52.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ooh. It's been such a long time since I last blogged. Like two weeks. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. HOLIDAYS are here, once again. After the gruelling ten weeks that WE (all Sec Fours) endured, we're facing another of our holidays! Which I really am deciding to enjoy, before all the REAL STRESS starts pounding in. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished a book over the weekend! It's good, seeing how I usually take a really long time to finish books, especially those of this suspense and mystery genre. The last time, I took four days to complete The Au Pairs, and that's chick lit. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, yeah! I really enjoyed the book - THE SURGEON by Tess Gerritsen. Loaned to me by dear CHUA, who spent most of last and this week in hospital and home. I hope her platelet count's much much better now. I can donate platelets to you, but I'm afraid it will cause agglutination. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, The Surgeon kept me so thrilled and in suspense the whole time I was reading it. I couldnt really put it down. :/ But when I did, HEH. (: I'm more disciplined now, okay. And I kinda understand when Cheng mentioned the other day that The Surgeon's gay. Ookay. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And FLAG DAY yesterday was pretty fun! What with the staring/glaring at MEOW HIGH BOYS and the eating of yu jia kuey and onion rings, and the lousy singing and everything! HAHA. (: And I realised I really need to sing more. Much more. My voice aint as toned and nice as it should be. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm pretty envious of my little sister, LYN. Cause well, she has her own STUDY GROUP, in which she hangs out with her friends and most likely still ends up studying. (: She planned a meeting for I-have-no-idea-when, and like sent an email or something to her girlfriends! Like WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her study discipline's so much better than mine. (: Frankly, I dont remember studying so much or doing so many assessment books when I was in P6. But well, I guess I have the brains haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to start having more control of my indulging in wants, like TV and other stuff. Mainly TV though, since I dont really have much access to the Internet. Laptop's derived of Internet. BOO. I'm using my dad's notebook, anyway. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahh so I guess I shall go and sleep now. I have to go back to school tomorrow. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATHS AND CHEM TOMORROW. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Says MATH in MEL-STYLE, with lots of 鼻音.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Baby 当雪花冷藏了阳光&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;当彩虹开始结霜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;你要勇敢 因为你还有我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;当天堂都已被锁上&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;当空气压痛肩膀&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;先不要慌 至少你还有我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;至少还有我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-4698724054718346731?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/4698724054718346731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=4698724054718346731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/4698724054718346731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/4698724054718346731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2008/03/ooh.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-1604624416871803715</id><published>2008-02-24T04:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T05:01:50.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow. I dont remember studying for so many hours in a very long time. Four hours and forty-seven minutes. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Seems like I'm going to be studying for another two to three more hours before I feel too tired to study and sleep. (: It's AMaths after this - Plane Geometry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Friday was really fun! Loooong day, but filled with almost all of my close SN friends! (: School in the morning, BAND sectionals, then meet-the-parents session! Longest time spent in school - summing up to fifteen plus hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And MTPs gave FOURWISDOMERs (those who helped) a really good workout! (: Haha. I think Chua was really amazed, flabbergasted and um, respectful of my ablity to carry an icebox filled with many packets of drink and ice and cold water (ice had melted) up two flights of stairs! (: Aiyah, it's not much though. I carry an almost-ten kg FRENCH HORN at least three times a week. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camwhored...? Yeah I dont have pictures, but still, I think I looked really weird from all the sweating. And my face was really oily from being out of home the whole day and all the lugging and carrying and heavywork. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Got to go back to studying now. (: History! Chapter 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOU! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-1604624416871803715?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/1604624416871803715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=1604624416871803715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/1604624416871803715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/1604624416871803715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2008/02/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-23795108298837921</id><published>2008-02-20T02:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T02:30:27.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;It's better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all.&lt;br /&gt;- Li Ann, The Leap Years Movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Quote quote! The one I've been ranting for the past few days. (: Even though the movie hasnt come out yet, but well, commercials make me want to watch it. And um, I have no idea why I can remember the quote from the movie through a commercial. Maybe cause it's super nice and touching! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was watching YLBFB just now, and there was this news about Zhang Xun Jie. (: And a conversation between Mummy and I ensued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Mum: He's so pretty! (referring to Zhang Xun Jie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: No, he's shuai loh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Mum: Did you know that guys like this who are pretty usually are gays?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: -Silence-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Mum: Because they are so pretty that they dont want a girl who is prettier than them, so they go for guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: -Amused silence-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Mum: Cause they think they're girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UM. What kind of theory is that? Even though yeah, I think my mum has a really good point there. AND. Thinking about it, there are so many pseudo gays in the entertainment business! But I dont agree that ALL pretty boys are gays. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WU CHUN and CALVIN are really good examples! XD Heh. They are so loving towards each other, which makes people think they're gay or something. And like Calvin's the guy-girl, but seriously, I think that Wu Chun is more pretty than Calvin. As in looks, not build. (: Calvin DOES NOT really look like a girl, though I can picture him in long hair. (: And um, he's really tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. I think sometimes the stuff I spout is really crazy wacky and hilarious! After I really think about it. (: Yesterday, SerMin was asking Ger about some PLANE GEOMETRY question, then Ger was like, "shen me dong dong?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I answered, "Wang Da Dong."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEH. (: Okay that's like lame, but still, I CAN WALK. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh. I feel high heh heh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah. I have AMATHS homework to do, and um, I want to watch that SHE DVD ahping lent me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-23795108298837921?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/23795108298837921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=23795108298837921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/23795108298837921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/23795108298837921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-better-to-have-loved-and-lost-than.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-4588956738683765212</id><published>2008-02-15T05:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T05:38:25.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>JOYOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy cause there's no TESTS next week, and I have literally no homework this weekend! It feels nice to have some time to kinda SLACK and not do homework cause your teachers will be breathing down your neck so you'll finish it. And yeah, I can start studying Chem at my own leisurely pace. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've been toying with alot of ideas that I might go for in the near future, or future. For one, I've been toying with the idea of dropping Math. But that's like virtually IMPOSSIBLE, since Math is compulsary, but AMath is not. Like what the. How I wish they've give the more intelligent and SAP students a choice to drop Math and take AMath as compulsary Math instead. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But oh well, AMath concepts are based on Math, so therefore, I still have to take Math. Even though I kind of dont really understand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another idea I'm currently toying with is whether to move my main blog to Wordpress. (: Since the format is kinda like blogger where you can change theme/blogskin pretty easily and posting is convenient. Though I will have less choice of blogskin if I move there. I've already created a blog there, a secondary one, just in case Blogger has some problem. At least I still can satisfy my craving to blog. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, there are other things that I'm kinda toying with, but well, I shant bore you with the vivid details of my life. Even though I believe it's pretty interesting and SPECIAL. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec 4's really not a good year to go gallivating or something. I can feel myself getting really tired from all the homework and tests and events and other important stuff in my Secondary life. And I'm the kind of person who sleeps ten to twelve hours and still feels like sleeping. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, yesterday was VALENTINE'S DAY. My last one in St Nicks. Ho hum. :/ I think I'll really miss the running around on Valentine's morning before flag raising to give people presents and all. This year I didnt have to run to seniors' classes, obviously, cause I HAVE NO MORE SENIORS. And it was my lovely juniors who came to my class at like 7.15am and stuffed presents into my hands and disappeared before I could say "Happy Valentine's! Thanks!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. But I really thank every single person who gave me Valentine's presents! Cause it's really important, and I dont even know what Valentine's will be like in JC. I'll treasure all of your presents and letters a whole lot. &lt;3 And I think I wasnt the worst that day. Two tests are like nothing, compared to the whopping FOUR tests Unity had on Valentine's. Oh well. I should be happy, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I shall stop here now, even though I feel like I havent had enough of blogging and still want to blog. Cause I have to exercise my self-discipline and go bathe now. After which I shall watch TV and totally ditch the idea of wanting to continue trialanderror later into the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, I think what I heard of Fahrenheit on 93.3FM just now is totally, definitely not enough to even make me zi-high. (: I want them to come to SINGAPORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can eat Hainanese Chicken Rice and Bak Kut Teh here. And Prata, and Hokkien Mee, and all the other fabulous delicacies. They can all put on weight (not grow fat) here. Calvin seriously should eat more. He is so freaking thin. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm spouting nonsense. Eh heh heh. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, just a last note, that anonymous person, whoever he or she is, I am still a fan of 5566. I still smile and go crazy when I see 56 on TV, and I watch episodes of Wan Quan Yu Le, and my heart still skips a beat when I see really shuai pictures of Jason Hsu. (: Though I'm more of FRH now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ou xiang therapy. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-4588956738683765212?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/4588956738683765212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=4588956738683765212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/4588956738683765212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/4588956738683765212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2008/02/joyously.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-1883683977485639884</id><published>2008-02-12T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T07:00:31.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, like two days of school and I'm already feeling tired. Darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this week's cool cause there's three tests and they're all on the last two days of the week that I really want to enjoy. BOO. And there's VALENTINE'S DAY and I dont have enough time to do everything and study! Hard. In order to get nicer and prettier grades. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I burst out during one of the boring classes in which I was looking at my this week's agenda: Why cant Valentine's be like next week or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need more sleep. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh and now I have more HOMEWORK thanks to my band conductor who made us research on our instrus. So now I have to look for stuff about my FRENCH HORN. Not exactly the thing I'd want to do when there are so many tests coming up. :/ Oh I'm supposed to be doing MOUTHPIECES. (: Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh yeah. I really dont like male chauvunist (spelling?) pigs who strongly believe that guys, males, men, boys are so much better and more enthusiastic and more devoted than females. Like fine, we're the supposedly 'fairer gender', but it's just not nice to say that males are so much better. Especially when you're in a girls' school. You obviously havent seen a woman's wrath. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like hello, males are usually the ones in relationships who PI TUI and rarely stay devoted to one partner and all. HA. Any woman can show you where YOU come from. (: *Please refer to Whale Rider*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually, I'm not that pissed during band. Or after band. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess maybe that's why I prefer more NIANG guys who are most likely less prone to holding very strong chauvunistic views. HMM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOH, SCANDALOUS PICTURES! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-1883683977485639884?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/1883683977485639884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=1883683977485639884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/1883683977485639884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/1883683977485639884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2008/02/wow-like-two-days-of-school-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-3412031120826772806</id><published>2008-02-04T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T06:45:10.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Actually to tell the truth I dont really know why I'm here. (: Fine Chua, call me STRANGE. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um I think it's cause I felt like blogging? Yeahh actually I had some like reflection or something that I wanted to write, but now, I dont really feel like it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must be the Fahrenheit btdrln videos I watched. (: I mean like you know, GOOD quality videos, &lt;em&gt;FAHRENHEIT&lt;/em&gt;, Calvin, like who can resist loh?! And I went pretty high and tried not to burst out laughing. (: It's 10.37pm, even if my neighbours dont complain, I'll get reprimanded by my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, CHINESE NEW YEAR's coming! And for once, I'm actually looking forward to St Nicks' Celebration. See, it's like you dont cherish anything and then only realise how important everything is when you know you're not going to be able to experience it anymore. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5566 had an autograph session yesterday, and surprises of surprises, I DID NOT go. ((: Like WOW okay. I myself thought that I hadnt completely shifted to Fahrenheit camp, and still liked 5566 that one bit. Looks like it's not the case now... ): But still, I missed seeing a glimpse of Jason Hsu yesterday. Oh well. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natasha bought me Subway COOKIES yesterday! Will get them tomorrow! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love God, Daddy and Mummy, LYN DARLING, GEMZ, melqlishadine, frenchhornsection, FRH and many many other people in the world. &lt;3 Ooh yeah. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-3412031120826772806?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/3412031120826772806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=3412031120826772806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/3412031120826772806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/3412031120826772806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2008/02/actually-to-tell-truth-i-dont-really.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-1380240637358166381</id><published>2008-02-01T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T05:44:40.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last, this week has been filled with much fun, laughter, stress, joy and secretiveness. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess (actually I KNOW) that the whole plan turned out so well! Yay! Was pretty apprehensive that we would screw it up or something, and she would know... And later on, that stupid CalChua mentioned that she might flare up or something, then we were like OH SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, NOTHING HAPPENED. Revealing it - FINALLY - was pretty relaxing and stress-free. Cause she was like smiling and being amused the whole time. Though she was pretty shocked/surprised/startled when she knew that Us included EmilyTan. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulling it off successfully was so great! We managed to sneak here and there, and bluff our way through the whole process, AND engaging courier service... Thinking about it, it's FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEOZHUWEI, my dearie, will be SIXTEEN in a matter of a few hours! I am so freaking happy for her. She's the first one out of GEMZ to turn sixteen! And though we didnt have a celebration, but still, I think this year's plan was better than last year's. Even though last year's was sweeter and had cake. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday, Zhuwei!&lt;br /&gt;We love you. &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what my SWEETSIXTEEN will be like. Most probably mugging for Os, huh. Oh well. My Os results will be my belated birthday present. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short week next week! TWO DAYS. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE NEW YEAR! Reunion dinner! Cousins! And most likely a visit to Mr Simon Ng's house. (: Oh most importantly, ANG PAOS! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hur hur. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-1380240637358166381?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/1380240637358166381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=1380240637358166381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/1380240637358166381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/1380240637358166381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2008/02/last-this-week-has-been-filled-with.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-1943609341770842233</id><published>2008-01-21T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:45:00.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pictures! &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QXXtirZMWIY/R5Sd58OspPI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WEOnvR04k9w/s1600-h/MY+HORN+AND+HORN+BEAR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157921091991938290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QXXtirZMWIY/R5Sd58OspPI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WEOnvR04k9w/s320/MY+HORN+AND+HORN+BEAR.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The HORN BEAR and my horn! Bet Yiing Huey didnt know this is my horn when she took the photo! Ahahahaha, so now you know. I'm the only one of the gold horn blowers that uses the silver mouthpiece. Cause abit my mouth too small. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QXXtirZMWIY/R5Sd6cOspQI/AAAAAAAAABE/n9iZkimgZ24/s1600-h/sectphoto8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157921100581872898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QXXtirZMWIY/R5Sd6cOspQI/AAAAAAAAABE/n9iZkimgZ24/s320/sectphoto8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Section photo! One of the many that we took in that camwhoring session. (: Somehow it reminds me of Fahrenheit's first album... One of the xuan chuan picture they had. Just that this one has so many more people in it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QXXtirZMWIY/R5Sd68OspRI/AAAAAAAAABM/HU4VvS5qcQ8/s1600-h/sectphoto9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157921109171807506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QXXtirZMWIY/R5Sd68OspRI/AAAAAAAAABM/HU4VvS5qcQ8/s320/sectphoto9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another section photo! The drawing on the board is done by our section ASL cum artist Lijie! Cute drawing. I love my section! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QXXtirZMWIY/R5SfTMOspSI/AAAAAAAAABU/hKTvahQvurg/s1600-h/FOURTHHORNS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157922625295263010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QXXtirZMWIY/R5SfTMOspSI/AAAAAAAAABU/hKTvahQvurg/s320/FOURTHHORNS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dear dear FOURTH HORNS! &lt;33 Veronicababy and Gracebaby! And their Melodymummy who loves them from the bottom bottom of her heart and is like the nicest one out of the three of them! (: FOURTH HORN LOVE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-1943609341770842233?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/1943609341770842233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=1943609341770842233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/1943609341770842233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/1943609341770842233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2008/01/pictures-33-horn-bear-and-my-horn-bet.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QXXtirZMWIY/R5Sd58OspPI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WEOnvR04k9w/s72-c/MY+HORN+AND+HORN+BEAR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-4917235399731410440</id><published>2008-01-18T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T19:33:21.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So many things have happened this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy ones, sad ones, bad omens (apparently), and fun ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, something that really struck SN girls this week was our SEVENTYFIFTH anniversary mass on Wednesday. I dont know about others, but I feel that it's like a really memorable experience, what with the birds (budgies, according to Lijie) and all. And it's like significant of the YELLOWBADGE not being able to score well in Os and causing the school to drop to Band 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope not. )): But still, what I feel about that second, smaller, more timid bird being rescued is also very significant to me. Cause I suddenly had this thought that no matter what happens in the real world, SAINTNICKS will always be there for me as my 避风港. And that's such a comforting and touching thought. I almost cried there on the spec stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, I was talking to Mummy about the events in the day, and I just started crying. All of a sudden I had this really great longing for StNicks. I missed StNicks so so so much. Every single thing that I knew I would miss when I leave StNicks at the end of the year. I know, it's like only January, but I'm really thinking of how I would feel when I leave in December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;StNicks has given me all that I could have asked for during this four years of my adolscence. Life long friendships, nice teachers, and so much more. I've learnt to really love SN from the bottom of my heart, all down to the little gritty details. I guess SN being an IJ school also helps, cause well, there's the sisterly love there. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, during sectionals in Band, I really enjoyed myself. I feel that we've bonded so much as a section after the yellowbadge became the leading batch. Lots of crazy antics and camwhoring really brought us together. You cant blame us, cause well, we have two really crazy and wacky people as our SL and ASL. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, it's like the first time I have direct juniors! Like FOURTHHORNS. And thank God for giving me two at once! Cause I really like bonding with and teaching juniors, and treating them like my little sisters. (: FOURTHHORNS love. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I shall just end with this sentence that I've heard since Sec One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONCE AN IJ (STNICKS) GIRL, ALWAYS AN IJ (STNICKS) GIRL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-4917235399731410440?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/4917235399731410440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=4917235399731410440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/4917235399731410440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/4917235399731410440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2008/01/so-many-things-have-happened-this-week_18.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-3895406148839508581</id><published>2008-01-14T01:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T01:21:59.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEHE. I'm feeling loved. &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently watching YZW on Yu Bai. I'm like seriously influenced by my dearie YZW, so much that I dont like YZW. But well, there's nothing else on TV to watch, so YZW it is. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know dearie doesnt like to have anything in common with YZW. Too bad, dearie, that's your name. You were born YZW. Unless you go add Chloe Annabelle to your name or something. Then you'll be CAYZW. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who dont know what I'm talking about, nevermind. Insider joke, heh heh. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly feel like eating Original Mini Magnum ice-cream! And Ferrero Rocher. And Starbucks MOCHA! WHOO. But well, according to my dearie Zhuwei, HUI FEI DE! I already ate sweet corn with extra butter after lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot lose to Zhuwei, cause she's jian fei-ing! She's like so skinny already, that stupid pokk. HUMPH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I love you not because of who you are, but because of who I am when I am with you. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why do I love GEMZ? Just because they are. &lt;333&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ edit ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall succumb to my wilful desires and eat that Mini Magnum. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to CHEM after Yu Bai! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ /edit ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-3895406148839508581?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/3895406148839508581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=3895406148839508581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/3895406148839508581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/3895406148839508581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2008/01/hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-4348545050847664004</id><published>2008-01-12T23:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T00:08:26.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's such a wonderful feeling. Sitting in front of the laptop, staring out of the window, watching the raindrops fall perpendicualrly to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent felt this in such a long long time. It's so nice to feel that relaxation in a busy bustling life. Where you know that you have so much to do and complete, but yet are still have that peace that everything's going to be just perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's what music and crooning from your favourite boyband does to you. The reason why I like Zhi Shao Hai You Wo and Chu Kou is that they make me feel emo, but give me that sense of peace that I like enjoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, knowing the truth that I'm God's beloved daughter. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four tests coming up this week. It's going to be hectic. This blog's going to start having less priority in my life. That I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And right now, I'd rather be studying for Chem. Than finishing the Lit Whale Rider project thingy. Chem rocks more than Lit. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Lit! Maori culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;还有我 还有我 准备好的温暖 守护你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;我的肩膀等你 至少还有我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;还有我 还有我 准备好的温暖 守护你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;我的肩膀等你 至少还有我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;hui e, haumi e, taiki e.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Let it be done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-4348545050847664004?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/4348545050847664004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=4348545050847664004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/4348545050847664004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/4348545050847664004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-such-wonderful-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-8757798881390609143</id><published>2008-01-09T03:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T04:18:26.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I couldnt decide which of these three songs from FAHRENHEIT's new album I like most, so here are all three of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, actually I like 至少還有我 the most. ((: Lyrics below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They've improved. (: I've said this before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And okay. Now I have to get back to my SS holhomework before TanCheng executes me tomorrow. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATHEMATICS and LITERATURE tests tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;至少還有我 - 飛輪海 (雙面飛輪海)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你在哭 对不对 逆着风向吹干眼泪&lt;br /&gt;说不出的痛 越藏越多&lt;br /&gt;还以为 给你翅膀 你的天空就完美&lt;br /&gt;才舍得放手 让你飞&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我像是你身后的风筝 断的线还缠在心中&lt;br /&gt;偷偷跟着你 走害怕自由&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby 当雪花冷藏了阳光 当彩虹开始结霜&lt;br /&gt;你要勇敢 因为你还有我&lt;br /&gt;当天堂都已被锁上 当空气压痛肩膀&lt;br /&gt;先不要慌 至少你还有我 至少还有我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你在哭 对不对 背着光擦几行泪&lt;br /&gt;心痛的姿势 不该是你&lt;br /&gt;受多少伤 才能坚强 你的梦想 我都没忘&lt;br /&gt;你飞翔 我跟着你流浪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就像影子黏在你身后 再大的风也不能拆散&lt;br /&gt;紧紧跟着你走 谁要自由&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;别相信这世界只剩下自己&lt;br /&gt;回头看看你身后 至少还有我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还有我 还有我 准备好的温暖 守护你&lt;br /&gt;我的肩膀等你 至少还有我&lt;br /&gt;还有我 还有我 准备好的温暖 守护你&lt;br /&gt;我的肩膀等你 至少还有我&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-8757798881390609143?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/8757798881390609143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=8757798881390609143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/8757798881390609143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/8757798881390609143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-couldnt-decide-which-of-these-three.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-6761400774819765386</id><published>2008-01-09T03:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T03:34:37.999-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why is it that one only learns how to cherish everything around her when she knows they will gone soon, in a matter of time?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why is it that one doesnt realise how important everything in her life - friends, school, CCA - until she knows she will not be able to see them anymore in just a matter of a few months?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why is it that, like patients who are going to die, one only starts taking every single thing around her seriously when she knows that after Os they will all lead separate lives?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why is it that everything seems so nostalgic now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to become emo. Darn it. But yeah, seriously, it has only recently started dawning on me that this is my LAST year in CHIJ St Nicholas Girls' School. The SECONDHOME where I've spent three - this is my fourth - crucial years growing up, learning, enjoying myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take for example CCA Fair on Saturday. It dawned on me somewhere in the middle that this is my last one, that I wont be able to actually feel the whole excitement and psychoing spirit anymore. The strong band spirit that everyone feels during those few hours which usually make us drained and tired. Even though, yes, I can and most probably will return to CCA Fair and see my juniors after I've passed out, but by then I'd be a JC student (Hopefully a Victorian!) and that sense of belonging wont be there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In class, I think I've really started cherishing everyone that I count a friend. I dont know, the countless people that I interact with everyday. Ger, JasToh, CHUA, TanCheng, Calida, Natasha, TengPing, CHEWShuJie... And so many many more. It's like I've suddenly realised that I am part of FOURWISDOMOHEIGHT. Not JUST fourwisdomoheight, but rather THE fourwisdomoheight. It's just a very great sense of belonging that I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRENCHHORN wise, I've really gotten to know my whole section over the past few months. I know it's like a little late, me already be Sec Four and all. But I really wish and hope that my POP will be a wonderful and memorious one, such that when I leave SNSB, I will be able to bring along those gorgeous memories along with me to my next CCA in JC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SNGS has really been a place where I learnt alot about friendship, friends, sisterly love, and that feeling that my friends would do anything for me. Also, I've learnt so so much about MYSELF. I daresay, and I believe it IS true, that these three to four years have been such a fulfilling time for me. I thoroughly enjoyed myself, from the bottom of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that this is probably nine to ten months early, but I know I'll really miss StNicks after I graduate. The TENDER LOVING CARE and concern that I've experienced here is really too much to express in words. There are simply no words to describe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is that this memory of my four years as a SAINTNICKSGIRL will always remain etched deeply into my heart and mind. I made the RIGHT choice in picking SNGS over Cedar during my Secondary School choosing after PSLE. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To say it really simply, cause the simplest words contain the most meaning,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I LOVE CHIJ ST NICHOLAS GIRLS SCHOOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-6761400774819765386?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/6761400774819765386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=6761400774819765386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/6761400774819765386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/6761400774819765386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2008/01/why-is-it-that-one-only-learns-how-to.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-5060206000775991303</id><published>2008-01-06T00:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T00:24:26.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So many things have happened this week. Although it's only like a three day school week. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, these three days at school made me feel by Friday that it's not the first week of school at all. The stress has started settling in, and I'm getting used to the fact that I have Os at the end of this year. TEN MONTHS. But I still love school, cause at least I have my GEZ and lovely friends. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;PERFECT.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for that to happen. I must put in my best, and God will do the rest. And then this year will be PERFECT. In all aspects of my life. AMEN LORD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Sidenote: Calvin's voice has improved! He sounds more like Aaron now. Trained voiceeee. And he rapped! He rapped he rapped! &lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH. And so, I'm really happy now. It's just an unknown joy that I feel. No matter what comes my way, I know that God will always be there for me! And I can feel His tangible presence. It's SWEET. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JESUS YOU RULE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-5060206000775991303?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/5060206000775991303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=5060206000775991303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/5060206000775991303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/5060206000775991303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2008/01/so-many-things-have-happened-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-5158846540469216071</id><published>2008-01-02T05:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T05:23:37.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am in a &lt;333 mood now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally heartheartheart my darling babe dearie GEMZ. I'm serious, what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall digress for a moment, but 'what the hell' seems to be becoming my favourite phrase now. I said whatthehell at least I-dont-know-how-many-times today. What the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, GEMZ is like THE LOVE now. Okay fine, to me it is GEZ. I am so in love with them. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had GEMZ recess today! It's been a long long long time, my friends. Surprisingly, as a clique, we dont even spend much time together, let alone frequent recesses or lunches. It's usually always either two or three of us gathering. And there was no GEMZ gathering at Ger's house during Dec 07 holidays. I just realised. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really in a thanking mood now and all, but not cause I dont feel like it/I dont really love them that much, but cause well, &lt;strong&gt;THERE'S TOO MUCH TO SAY&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just. Thank you for every single thing you've done for me. Thanks for every time you allowed me to seek comfort and consolation in you three. Thanks for the endless encouragement. Thanks for all the joy and laughter you've brought me. Thanks for making my once mundane life full of love. Thanks for all the times we've spent together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the love you've showered on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU, GEMZ. Forever and ever. &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise, I wont 见色忘友 no matter what. You people are my love, okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us JIAYOU together in this gruelling year of O LEVELS. We can, must, and WILL do it. Together. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;我爱你们！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-5158846540469216071?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/5158846540469216071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=5158846540469216071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/5158846540469216071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/5158846540469216071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am-in-333-mood-now.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-7129242373306954400</id><published>2007-12-30T01:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T02:13:10.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THIS IS MY LAST POST OF THE YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have a few things I want to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, this is also my SIXTY-FIRST post, with my previous one being the sixtiest post. I've hit sixty like in only a few months, as compared to my one year plus in -justbeingmyself. Secondly, it's the SECOND LAST DAY OF THE YEAR, which means that my 2007 is going to end very very soon. In a little more than 24 hours. Thirdly, I havent finished my homework, let alone start reading up or revising the past year's work. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So this post is a rather reflective one, it being the last post of the year and all. I'm in a pretty reflective mode, thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWENTYOHSEVEN has been a great, fun and pretty fulfilling year for me, in most aspects of my life. I've done pretty well academically, though not reaching my goals, YET. And spiritually I've grown a whole lot, and I'm closer to God now. Praise God! Emotionally, I definitely have grown up, through some mild depression and all. I've enjoyed my year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship wise, I think it's been a good year as well, me making quite a number of new friends in threewisdom. And strengthening the friendships with GEMZ and other very important friends in my life. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fahrenheit wise, I've grown too! Now they're just like eyecandy. I'm serious kay. Really lah. Okay you people dont believe me. FINE. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;感情 wise... ERM. *smiles really sweetly* Just. Shh. I shall not say anything. I... Okay no more. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my twentyohseven. And I enjoyed it thoroughly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at a loss for words. Why does it always happen when I think of... Okay forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEE TWENTYOHSEVEN. &lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-7129242373306954400?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/7129242373306954400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=7129242373306954400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/7129242373306954400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/7129242373306954400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/12/this-is-my-last-post-of-year.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-1898528376727009855</id><published>2007-12-23T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T05:34:38.528-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MELODYCHEW has changed her blog music again. AGAIN. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's now the newest single from FAHRENHEIT'S upcoming album, to be released on 4 January 2008. (: The title of this song is 新窩 Xin Wo. Sung by Fahrenheit and SHE. Fast and upbeat, big difference from the heartwrenching crooning of Show Luo and the mandopop ballad by Fahrenheit. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sound like some promoter of their album. Well, I've already pre-ordered it, so perhaps that gives me some right, HUH. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hols are ending real soon. I dont want them to end. Cause it'll just be another semi-colon to my happening life, marking down an end to a really happy and fun time this year. I'll miss HISC and every single person there. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta start homework soon. Like now. &lt;b&gt;SIGH.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, presentinggggg... 新窩!!!&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.livevideo.com/flvplayer/embed/946E18287A2F484EA1AB26363765BB08" width="445" height="369" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livevideo.com/video/embedLink/946E18287A2F484EA1AB26363765BB08/465686/fahrenheit-she-new-house.aspx"&gt;Fahrenheit SHE - New House&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-1898528376727009855?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/1898528376727009855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=1898528376727009855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/1898528376727009855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/1898528376727009855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/12/melodychew-has-changed-her-blog-music.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-2269287074530457697</id><published>2007-12-17T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T18:38:43.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am pissed, happy, cheerful, filled with romance, and lots of inspiration. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that probably doesnt make much sense. But yeah, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And anyway, I think that whatever I've been feeling towards _____ (I bet you people know okay) is just... Infatuation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I koped this from Joelle's blog. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Infatuation is the state of being completely carried away by unreasoning passion or love; addictive love. Infatuation usually occurs at the beginning of relationship when sexual attraction is central. It is characterized by urgency, intensity, sexual desire, and anxiety, in which there is an extreme absorption in another. It is traditionally associated with youth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;However, infatuation doesnt always revolve around sex. It may also be defined as an extreme want to simply be around someone. Infatuation could also be a crush, the urgent want to develop a relationship with someone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Infatuation obliges the person to concentrate on the "object of their affection," therefore, this makes the infatuated person continually think of their "crush." This is seen as all-consuming, which is therefore easily interpreted as love, bringing the afflicted person to proclaim statements such as: "I love..." when they are (generally) romantically infatuated. This inability to identify between infatuation and love brings about the commonly-used phrase: "Love is blind" as the person involved finds it difficult to concentrate on other matters or see fault with the person(s) they admire.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, this proves that I'm not in love/like with _____, but it's just infatuation. NOT BASED ON SEXUAL DESIRE, okay. I'm NOT that tainted. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And actually, the feelings kind of dimmed and faded away yesterday. I wont say what caused it. I'm pretty sure Calida Chua will know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. It's just been a time of holiday infatuation. I can't say summer infatuation, cause Singapore's definitely not undergoing summer now. It's the monsoon season! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And haha, I think Kevin See and his friend have the impression that the SN HISC girls are like les or something. Though that usually happens if you dont know us well. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not les, I'm more. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm going to zi-high again. Toodles! So I can do whatever I wanted to do before I read Joelle's blog. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-2269287074530457697?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/2269287074530457697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=2269287074530457697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/2269287074530457697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/2269287074530457697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-am-pissed-happy-cheerful-filled-with.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-2096947601614154735</id><published>2007-12-12T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T05:57:11.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WARNING. This post is going to be a random and crazy and high one. Dont read it if you think that you will puke due to the roller coaster style emotions. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally fabulously LOVE HIS Connection kids! They are so so so CUTE and ADORABLE. XD And the helpers there are darn nice too. I enjoy myself whenever I go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the summary of today is: I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Got tricked by Calida and Joelle and niangeefied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Was embarrassed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Got scolded LOUSY and GULLIBLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Kicked niangeefied in the tummy (?) and ahemahem. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Poked laorenjia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Was traumatised by Joelle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Made Christmas cards and got my right index finger covered with white glue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Called Heli and told her I 叫爽 de. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Ate NASI LEMAK. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Got teased by Calida and LingYee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Cam-whored with Calida and HIS kids! ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Laughed and laughed and laughed. XDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ger, too bad you werent here today. You missed the JING DIAN HUA MIAN of me kicking niangeefied. And causing him not to have Father's Day. (Calida's description, thankyou. I personally DO NOT agree)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andand. Now I am like... Okay I shall not write it here. But the thing is, I will be like teased and all. BOO. Ger, I will tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that this blog is NOT SAFE. Calida and Joelle come to this blog. SHEESH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not 透漏 anything else about my days in HIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calida Chua, PICTURES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-2096947601614154735?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/2096947601614154735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=2096947601614154735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/2096947601614154735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/2096947601614154735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/12/warning.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-6082176455574743749</id><published>2007-12-11T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T19:12:22.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOW THAT YOU'RE NEAR - Hillsong &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I STAND BEFORE YOU LORD&lt;br /&gt;AND GIVE YOU ALL MY PRAISE&lt;br /&gt;YOUR LOVE IS ALL I NEED&lt;br /&gt;JESUS YOU'RE ALL I NEED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY LIFE BELONGS TO YOU&lt;br /&gt;YOU GAVE YOUR LIFE FOR ME&lt;br /&gt;YOUR GRACE IS ALL I NEED&lt;br /&gt;JESUS YOU'RE ALL I NEED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLD ME IN YOUR ARMS&lt;br /&gt;NEVER LET ME GO&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA SPEND ETERNITY WITH YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW THAT YOU'RE NEAR&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING IS DIFFERENT&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING'S SO DIFFERENT LORD&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW I'M NOT THE SAME&lt;br /&gt;MY LIFE YOU'VE CHANGED&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO BE WITH YOU&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO BE WITH YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I WILL SING FOR YOU ALWAYS&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE IN YOUR PRESENCE GOD&lt;br /&gt;IS WHERE I WANT TO STAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-6082176455574743749?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/6082176455574743749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=6082176455574743749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/6082176455574743749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/6082176455574743749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/12/now-that-youre-near-hillsong-i-stand.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-3956041469898126174</id><published>2007-12-10T00:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T00:50:52.267-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;RAIN DOWN - Planetshakers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am falling to my knees&lt;br /&gt;I need You Lord to breathe in me&lt;br /&gt;My prayer is still the same&lt;br /&gt;My heart is calling out Your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet anointing fill this place&lt;br /&gt;I am found in Your embrace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain down on me&lt;br /&gt;Rain down on me&lt;br /&gt;Here in Your presence I am free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pour down like rain&lt;br /&gt;Come and touch me again&lt;br /&gt;Lord let Your presence fall on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm longing just to see&lt;br /&gt;Your power and Your majesty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet anointing fill this place&lt;br /&gt;I am found in Your embrace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet anointing&lt;br /&gt;Wash me over&lt;br /&gt;Sweet anointing&lt;br /&gt;Wash me over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;MAJESTIC - Lincoln Brewster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Lord, our Lord, how majestic is&lt;br /&gt;Your Name in all the earth&lt;br /&gt;O Lord, our Lord, how majestic is&lt;br /&gt;Your Name in all the earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heavens declare Your greatness&lt;br /&gt;The oceans cry out to You&lt;br /&gt;The mountains, they bow down before You&lt;br /&gt;So I'll join with the earth and I'll sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heavens declare Your greatness&lt;br /&gt;The oceans cry out to You&lt;br /&gt;The mountains, they bow down before You&lt;br /&gt;So I'll join with the earth&lt;br /&gt;and I'll give my praise to You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will worship You, I will worship You&lt;br /&gt;I will worship You, I will worship You&lt;br /&gt;We will worship You&lt;br /&gt;We will worship You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;EVERLASTING - Sonic Edge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, Your glory is seen in the heavens&lt;br /&gt;Lord, Your love is over the earth&lt;br /&gt;Your faithfulness is through the generations&lt;br /&gt;Who compares to Your matchless worth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will lift my heart in worship&lt;br /&gt;I will lift my voice and sing&lt;br /&gt;Come and dwell among Your people&lt;br /&gt;As Your people crown You King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord Your Glory, Everlasting&lt;br /&gt;I bow down and worship You&lt;br /&gt;Great and Mighty, You are Holy&lt;br /&gt;There is no one else like You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I that You should save me?&lt;br /&gt;Who am I that You should love me?&lt;br /&gt;Who am I that You should give Your life for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;RAIN CAMP SONGS. &lt;33&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Rain camp entry is just below. Scroll dowwwwwn. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-3956041469898126174?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/3956041469898126174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=3956041469898126174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/3956041469898126174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/3956041469898126174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/12/rain-down-planetshakers-i-am-falling-to.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-268648180107900119</id><published>2007-12-09T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:45:01.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QXXtirZMWIY/R1z0wISDcdI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7zDKx-YwtWg/s1600-h/RAINCAMP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142253982244368850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QXXtirZMWIY/R1z0wISDcdI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7zDKx-YwtWg/s320/RAINCAMP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Camp booklet! Seriously rocks. YPM Camp Comm is gonna give Church Camp Comm a run for their money. (:&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;YO. I'm back from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;RAIN CAMP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. XD Renewed and refreshed, by God's spiritual RAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RAIN CAMP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is such an ironic name okay. It's supposed to mean God raining down on all of us in the camp. But then it was like raining yesterday. (: So it's RAIN in the literal and spiritual sense. Actually, it's still raining now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to blog first before I conk out and sleep for like I-dont-know-how-many hours cause it has been a really really really good experience! And I'm talking spiritual sense. Games... Were never my cup of tea in camps. They show the worst side of people. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sermons were oh-so-GOOD. The camp speaker was Pastor Glenn Lim! XD I've heard of his story and watched videos of his story, and I'm intending to buy his autobiography - Wake Up Call. The sermons that he shared were so impactful and really hit me right there, right in the deepest part of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And HOLY SPIRIT NIGHT. The whole highlight of the camp which I look forward to every single year! It was so wonderful, I cannot find appropriate words to describe what I felt and what I experience. God's presence was so tangible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont really want to elaborate on Holy Spirit Night cause I'd rather keep it to myself. And it was all God and me. Just God and me. That's why I dont really want to share. (: But God is so good. God is so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was kneeling before the altar, eyes shut, I could really feel and sense that God was right before me, right beside me. And that kind of feeling is really nice. I almost didnt want to open my eyes, cause it just rocks. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Pastor Glenn talked about Christ's love for each and every one of us. It never dawned on me before that His crucifixtion was such a terrible and excruciating process. [Note: excruciating is derived from crucifixtion.] And when Pastor Glenn showed a three-minute clip of The Passion of The Christ to us, I just... Seriously broke down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I understand what it means by LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, during Holy Spirit Night, there was a segment that we had to await a word and a name from God, then go and pray for that person. And I received a really strong feeling from God that I had to pray for this person that I know, but am not really close to. So I went to pray for her, and when I had just started praying, she just broke down... And I know it's God working through me to get to her. Just a very very good and comforting feeling. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, RAIN CAMP was definitely a great great great great great experience. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;There are many many verses Pastor Glenn shared with us. I shall just put two excerps here, cause it's really alot. But, feel free to ask for notes! I was diligent. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Therefore, I tell you, her many sins have been forgiven - for she loved much. But he who has been forgiven little loves little." - Luke 7:47&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powerful verse. Cheem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This is how God showed his love among us: He sent his one and only Son into the world that we might live through him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This is love: not that we loved God, but that he loved us and sent his Son as an atoning sacrifice for our sins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- 1 John 4:9-10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS LOVE. &lt;333 [to infinity, please.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus the whole of Isaiah 40. It's a really great chapter. Brings out the WOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-268648180107900119?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/268648180107900119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=268648180107900119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/268648180107900119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/268648180107900119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/12/camp-booklet-seriously-rocks.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QXXtirZMWIY/R1z0wISDcdI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7zDKx-YwtWg/s72-c/RAINCAMP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-4185223113490007903</id><published>2007-12-04T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:45:01.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PACKED today. Not for Rain Camp; havent gotten down to it yet. (: Rather, I packed the whole table in the study room that has been conjested with the stuff of yours truly ever since 2007 started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I cleared like more than half of the mess. Am so happy with it. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QXXtirZMWIY/R1ZffYSDcaI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5AQCLzHNNLc/s1600-h/DSC02637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140401017388757410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QXXtirZMWIY/R1ZffYSDcaI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5AQCLzHNNLc/s320/DSC02637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wonderful box with all the stuff I used in Sec Three! Consists of textbooks, other school books, assessment books, ten-year series, O level guide books, and three dictionaries. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see my Chem and Bio textbooks. Lovely. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QXXtirZMWIY/R1ZfgISDcbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/iLALqv8wQ80/s1600-h/DSC02638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140401030273659314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QXXtirZMWIY/R1ZfgISDcbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/iLALqv8wQ80/s320/DSC02638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Files! All the files I used this year, minus the Mathematics file which I havent bought, and three of last year's files. (: See Chem file and Bio file (the two on the extreme left) obviously have the most papers in them. Gorgeous. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;color="#000099"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why?! You heartbroken ah!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-4185223113490007903?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/4185223113490007903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=4185223113490007903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/4185223113490007903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/4185223113490007903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/12/packed-today.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QXXtirZMWIY/R1ZffYSDcaI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5AQCLzHNNLc/s72-c/DSC02637.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-9154779544944009207</id><published>2007-12-04T02:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T03:02:48.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Rudest comment I've heard as of my time in HIS: _____'s girlfriend is Melody jiejie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I say girlfriend, it's the les kind. What the. It is not funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, they're all Primary children and all, but then! They really know how to hurt people with words man. I've seen at least five girls cry in these past few days I've been there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problematic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, that same group of girls (girls, yes, girls) said that I'm very man. Which is, in ____'s case (different ____) is not a good thing. But I think it's okay lah. I'm kind of used to people saying that I'm quite man. At least I dont wear so much of cargo pants anymore okay. I wear jeans now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But then, that's the reason why I like niang guys like Calvin Chen and ____ (the latter).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I have to do up some powerpoint presentation for my HIS group. Today. Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any queries, dont ask. I'm just pretty irrinoytrated now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Marriage is a nice fanfic. Shall go read the epilogue. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hope Ger, Calida and Joelle dont read this post. Cause I bet they know who the latter ____ is. Darn it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-9154779544944009207?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/9154779544944009207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=9154779544944009207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/9154779544944009207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/9154779544944009207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/12/rudest-comment-ive-heard-as-of-my-time.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-6411427090792598260</id><published>2007-12-02T18:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T18:26:00.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just woke up from a fulfilling TEN hours of sleep. ((: I slept at midnight yesterday okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding dinners! I totally enjoy them. Even though we were like at some spare table cause there weren't enough seats and all. But still, the food rocked. My family is seriously rich. Not my direct family, my granduncle's family. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I finally found out the order of my biew sokes (表叔) and biew yis (表姨). It's all in Cantonese lah, so yesterday I was in total Canton mode. Which rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biew sokes are all so charming and charismatic. Suave, according to my mummy, who is their cousin. (: And they're all like... Dont look like their age. That must be what drinking Bird's Nest like drinking plain water does to you. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rich people. XD I'm glad that I have relatives like that, so I can eat like alot alot alot of good food in one night. Even though these kind of nights are always very far apart. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday Rev Dominic Yeo from Trinity CC came to LSBC to preach. His sermon was great. Really touched my heart deeply and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rev Dominic Yeo preached from Luke 15, on the three parables that Jesus told the Pharisees. They were The Parable of the Lost Sheep, The Parable of the Lost Coin, and The Parable of the Lost Son. These three passages are familiar to me, having grown up in church, but Rev Yeo brought out a whole different aspect of the parables that I've never realised about before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, in The Parable of the Lost Sheep, it's one in one hundred that goes missing. Which makes it only 1%. In The Parable of the Lost Coin, it's one in ten coins, making it 10%. Whereas in The Parable of the Lost Son, it's 50%, one out of two sons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, this shows us that with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;COMPASSION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, like the shepherd who left his 99 sheep to look for the lost one, we can bring 1% of the people we know to Christ. With &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INTENT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, we can bring back 10% of the people we know to Christ. Lastly, with &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GRACE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, we are able to get 50% of the people back to Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence this is the equation that Rev Yeo used to sum it all up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Compassion = 1%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Compassion + Intent = 10%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Compassion + Intent + Grace = 50%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall set my heart on doing it. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week's Rain Camp! 8 to 10 Dec! Dont call me, I'll be having a whale of a good time basking in the Lord's presence! &lt;33333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I shall now turn random. Okay this is the first, and perhaps last random thing I shall say in this blogpost. I have come up with a new funny quote. Or whatever. Calvin fans, dont kill me cause I'm a Calvin fan too. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Calvin's not GAY, he's LES. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-6411427090792598260?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/6411427090792598260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=6411427090792598260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/6411427090792598260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/6411427090792598260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/12/just-woke-up-from-fulfilling-ten-hours.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-7309019707944084268</id><published>2007-11-30T21:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T21:32:17.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OKAY. The darling melodychew has finally, finally changed her blogskin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You must be thinking, 'It's so plainnn! How can it be the blogskin of Melody Chew?!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But it is. Haha. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was getting a little bored of the previous blogskin. Sigh. But then, I kind of predict that perhaps I wont live with this blogskin for very long. Might change to another very soon. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You never ever know. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, I HAVE TO DO MY HOMEWORK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And my whole holiday is, and will continue to be, revolving around children! That I love. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kay. Back to Chemistry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-7309019707944084268?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/7309019707944084268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=7309019707944084268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/7309019707944084268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/7309019707944084268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/11/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-1794480523277080016</id><published>2007-11-23T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T23:54:09.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>我不会唱歌 - 罗志祥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这首为你点播的歌&lt;br /&gt;如果我先哭了&lt;br /&gt;怎么唱到最后&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是的感情不是K歌&lt;br /&gt;音阶一字不漏&lt;br /&gt;不见得感动&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我也懂拿Mic的手不能颤抖&lt;br /&gt;曾握着就能感受你比我难过&lt;br /&gt;谁写的歌词那么适合放手&lt;br /&gt;我怎能舍不得&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我努力唱完主歌&lt;br /&gt;我忘了走音没有&lt;br /&gt;我到底 哭什么 哭什么&lt;br /&gt;明明搞笑的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我努力唱好朋友&lt;br /&gt;我忘了是谁哭了&lt;br /&gt;就算你 不记得 这首歌&lt;br /&gt;唱完的 是我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我努力唱完这歌&lt;br /&gt;我忘了破音没有&lt;br /&gt;你心里 触动的 下一首&lt;br /&gt;已经不是我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我努力唱到嘶吼&lt;br /&gt;我不怕剩我一个&lt;br /&gt;只要你 能记得 这首歌&lt;br /&gt;给我最 爱的&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;DARN IT. This song totally rocks. And I almost cried okay. Show Luo Zhi Xiang rocks. He totally rocks. Totally rocks. I love this song of his!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Xiao Zhu fans should seriously be happy now. Cause this Fahrenheit fan has, due to watching 娱乐百分百 every single day, started liking Show Luo. Be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, 我不会唱歌's not the only song of Xiao Zhu's that I like. I like 好朋友 and 自我催眠 too. I like his slow songs more than the fast ones. BUTBUT 一枝独秀 is super nice! Zhuwei agrees with me. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay shall go and sleep now. Kingone Wang's autograph session tomorrow! ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-1794480523277080016?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/1794480523277080016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=1794480523277080016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/1794480523277080016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/1794480523277080016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/11/k-mic-darn-it.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-4631268672461540070</id><published>2007-11-23T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T06:29:45.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>From now on, when you enter this blog, the first thing you HEAR will no longer be Fahrenheit. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I have not BIAN XIN and like thrown them into a far away corner of my heart. They're still there. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But currently, I like this song a super lot. Show Luo's Wo Bu Hui Chang Ge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nice and superbly touching. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science Centre Bio Talk today was boring. Jasmine Toh Ethel and I didnt understand what that ang moh was talking about. (: I know it's something on DECODING THE HUMAN GENE. That's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-4631268672461540070?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/4631268672461540070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=4631268672461540070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/4631268672461540070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/4631268672461540070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/11/from-now-on-when-you-enter-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-7162936160000434445</id><published>2007-11-16T05:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T05:27:33.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;SCHOOL'S OUT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HOLIDAYS ARE HERE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say that with much happiness, and as much relief I can muster. Although there is that tinge of disbelief. And that poke in my heart that actually school's not over yet. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously cannot believe what a year it has been. Busy, definitely. But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hasnt&lt;/span&gt; it been TOO busy? There were times that the days and weeks and months just zoomed pass like that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Maglev&lt;/span&gt; train in Shanghai, at 430km/h. I wanted to scream "STOP". Only if I could, like that guy from Heroes, who can make time move according to his will. I think so. Never really watched the show, just the commercials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that even though I did take time to slow down for awhile and enjoy the scenarios that I was experiencing in my hectic life, there is just this period of time that remains foggy in my memory. Perhaps it's cause I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want to remember it ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kind of drifting back to the days of that Nanjing-Shanghai trip with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;QiuZu&lt;/span&gt;. I like reminiscing them. They were one of the best days of my life. No doubt short, only around nine days, but still fulfilling and enriching. That trip made me realise exactly how many close friends I had, and those that I could really count on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the first outburst of that period creeps into my mind. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want to remember it. It was just a super dark and depressing period for me, and since I've already patched it up, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want to keep that hurt and anger in my mind and heart anymore. I'm enjoying life as it is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;EOYs&lt;/span&gt; really flew past like WHOOSH. The only things I can remember is that I studied pretty hard. Apparently not hard enough though. Not doing better for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;EOYs&lt;/span&gt; might be the only thing that I regret this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I remember that day and night. Being crazy and all. Screaming till my voice turned hoarse and eating so much pi pa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;gao&lt;/span&gt; after that. Queueing up for 8 to 9 hours straight. Being pushed around and squeezed so much that I kind of got squashed. But then in the end feeling that it was really all worth it. Cause that happiness you get, seriously, even though it's pretty short term, but at least, I saw them in person. Still can remember how he looks like in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. At least I've done much this year. I should really give myself some rest and relax for these six weeks I have. Must cherish them, before the even more hectic year of being a Secondary Four starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondary Four. OMG. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;I totally cannot believe I'm going to be SEC FOUR next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I still can remember my first day of Sec One please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 will be an even busier year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiayou.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-7162936160000434445?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/7162936160000434445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=7162936160000434445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/7162936160000434445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/7162936160000434445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/11/schools-out.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-3205256461934656477</id><published>2007-11-13T05:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T05:28:07.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you think Wu Chun is the nicest and most gentlemanly one out of Fahrenheit, THINK AGAIN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/laWFRxXx04g&amp;amp;rel=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Okay. I shall stop being random and crazy and high. But OMG this rocks okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I love GONG ZHU XIAO MEI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I dont want it to freaking end. There's like only ONE more episode left. Then Gong Zhu Xiao Mei's like gone. Long long gone. *Wails*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I want Nan Feng Cai.&lt;br /&gt;I want Nan Feng Ying.&lt;br /&gt;I want Nan Feng Jin.&lt;br /&gt;I want Nan Feng Lin.&lt;br /&gt;I want Xiao Mai.&lt;br /&gt;I want Gong Mo Li. Yes she is nice okay. And she's cute to a certain extent. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is just to entertain people who read my blog and bother to even let the videos load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, they're just for ME lah. XD But of course you can watch them! No problem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vHHdpal-Rm8&amp;amp;rel=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wu Zun and his superby gorgeous muscles! &lt;33 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yi_APA2MPFA&amp;amp;rel=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron Yan! And Jiro Wang! Superb, as usual. &lt;33 (Aaron, but Jiro too, just lesser)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-3205256461934656477?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/3205256461934656477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=3205256461934656477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/3205256461934656477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/3205256461934656477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/11/if-you-think-wu-chun-is-nicest-and-most.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-8260610339609801751</id><published>2007-11-04T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T05:32:46.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today Pastor Philip Huan spoke about Your Unsaved Loved Ones. He spoke about the questions that are buried deep in our Unsaved Loved Ones' hearts. It was a really really really inspiring sermon, and made me want to reach out to my friends, those who are not saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he shared this passage. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;John 6:27-40.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few verses from this long passage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Jesus answered, "The work of God is this: to believe in the one he has sent." - John 6:29&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Then Jesus declared, "I am the bread of life. He who comes to me will never go hungry, and he who believes in me will never be thirsty." - John 6:35&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;"And this is the will of him who sent me, that I shall lose none of all that he has given me, but raise them up at the last day. For my Father's will is that everyone who looks to the Son and believes in him shall have eternal life, and I will raise him up at the last day." - John 6:39-40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powerful verses. Actually there's much that I can write on this topic, but I guess there's already enough cheemology to read here, so I'll spare you all for now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I dedicated some of my close friends to God, that He will touch them and I will be able to bring them to the Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be praying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-8260610339609801751?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/8260610339609801751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=8260610339609801751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/8260610339609801751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/8260610339609801751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/11/today-pastor-philip-huan-spoke-about.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-8087132749740218443</id><published>2007-11-02T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T20:42:18.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH YES! -Smiles really widely-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My un-bolded font is back! I FINALLY realised what was wrong with my coding! So it turns out it was my mistake after all, and not the whole coding going bonkers! I forgot to put the [unbold code] after the Birthday Wishlist code... That's whyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. So dumb right. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay shall search youtube for any videos that are appealing to me, so I can tide away my time! Until like 12 plus when I have to go to church. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-8087132749740218443?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/8087132749740218443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=8087132749740218443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/8087132749740218443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/8087132749740218443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/11/oh-yes-smiles-really-widely-my-un.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-4397122162930391496</id><published>2007-11-02T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T05:20:03.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay I really shouldnt be here now cause it's already 11.24pm and I'm singing for YA tomorrow. But still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;that crazy girl sitting in the middle of threewisdomohseven. definitely has infatuations with certain intelligent and cute and shuai guys in different boybands. one of the biggest must be with CALVINchenyiru from Fahrenheit. craps and randoms alot in school. loves her darling french horn. can be very zilian at times and very egoistic. cherishes her friends like siao. best to just leave her like that cos she does have her emo times. what else can i say? this is the melodramatic and the melodious, the MELODY of life. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above is basically what I describe myself to be in my wordpress and xanga blogs, even though they're like stagnant and I only created them for fun. But yeah. That's how I really describe myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I find that it's really true. I'm just this really crazy random and crap girl who doesnt really want to grow up, and laughs alot and likes to act cute. But there is also this other side of me who is like matured, intelligent, and loves to think and talk like an adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know. Split personality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm different with different groups of people. With friends, of course I will be able to go crazy and all, cause that's how they know me! With adults and zhang bei men, I will be really like this fifteen-year-old matured intelligent teenage girl that has her own opinions and all. Really that's what people said about me before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the few people who see both my sides is my close close friends, and my family. And those of you who read my blog, cause I show the real me in here. 就是赤裸裸的我。(It's an expression lah.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. Dont find it very weird if you see me all quiet and perhaps unfriendly or something. I'm really not like that. It's just one part of me. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I realised a pattern in the guys that I like in boybands! I like the guy in the boyband that has the least fans and not the most popular one or anything. Actually I favour the most popular one the least. (: Weird right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Jason Hsu, to Calvin Chen, to A-Wei (BBT)... And I cant really remember what other boyband I liked before... KOne? 183 Club? These two not counted cause I like JR and Sam Wang. They're the more popular ones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I really really need to sleep now. I have to SING tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;[ edit ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Psalm 91 (KJV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;1 He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;2 I will say of the Lord, "He is my refuge and my fortress;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My God, in Him I will trust."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;3 Surely He shall deliver you from the snare of the fowler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And from the perilous pestilence,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;4 He shall cover you with His feathers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And under His wings you shall take refuge;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;His truth shall be your shield and buckler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;5 You shall not be afraid of the terror by night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Nor of the arrow that flies by day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;6 Nor of the pestilence that walks in darkness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Nor of the destruction that lays waste and noonday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;7 A thousand may fall at your side,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And ten thousand at your right hand;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;But it shall not come near you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;8 Only with your eyes shall you look,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And see the reward of the wicked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;9 Because you have made the Lord, who is my refuge,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Even the Most High, your habitation,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;10 No evil shall befall you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Nor shall any plague come near your dwelling;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;11 For He shall give His angels charge over you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;To keep you in all your ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;12 They shall bear you up in their hands,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Lest you dash your foot against a stone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;13 You shall tread upon the lion and the cobra,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The young lion and the serpent you shall trample underfoot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;14 Because he has set his love upon Me, therefore I will deliver him;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I will set him on high, because he has known My name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;15 He shall call upon Me, and I will answer him;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I will be with him in trouble;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I will deliver him and honor him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;16 With long life I will satisfy him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And show him My salvation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super encouraging Psalm. Daddy says all Christians should memorise it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Really, seriously. NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ /edit ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-4397122162930391496?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/4397122162930391496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=4397122162930391496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/4397122162930391496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/4397122162930391496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/11/okay-i-really-shouldnt-be-here-now.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-7133194049786123396</id><published>2007-11-02T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T07:44:12.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have SUCH an adorable sister. She highly amuses me plus makes me quite 羡慕 of her. HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyn my darling little sister set up her blog two days ago. (Link in the sidebar!) And today, on the third day of it being set up, she actually like proclaimed that she's in love. WOW. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she told me to read it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I know many people know that Lyn and I are like super darn close and super loving and super confiding in each other (actually it's she that confides in me more). If you dont, then now you know. (: So yeah, of course I will know that she's like AI MEI-ing with this boy from church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This boy, in my opinion as an elder sister, is adorable too! He's Lyn's age, and perfectly suits what I think Lyn's future boyfriend should be like. And actually I personally feel that he and Lyn are so PEI with each other! I think they rock together. Heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes, just as a passing comment, I would say, "You know, if he was my age or a few years older, I would actually like him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyn's taste is not very different from mine. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT. I'm not supposed to suggest anything or encourage Lyn. Cause Mummy doesnt want both of us to have a boyfriend at such a young age, and I believe in Youth Ablaze's NC16 rule. No BGR before 16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Lyn Darling, you have to wait another FIVE years! Jiayou! Aiyah actually five years is nothing. You've already waited five years! Another five wont hurt. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, I shall be the one taking care of you and shielding you. Before your future boyfriend takes over. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;; 我想当公主，你爱的公主。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-7133194049786123396?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/7133194049786123396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=7133194049786123396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/7133194049786123396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/7133194049786123396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-have-such-adorable-sister.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-4110170438699020860</id><published>2007-11-01T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T07:45:14.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IOLEClppPt4&amp;amp;rel=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall comment on this video. Heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Fahrenheit's BEST live performance! Even though I admit that it's not really wowing and awesome or what, but at least it has reached the point of being on-tune and on-pitch! And to tell the truth, their live chording and harmony is NOT BAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, they do have space (alot, perhaps) for improvement! Hopefully the next time I hear them they will have improved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Aaron Yan's high notes are nice. I look forward to the rest of them hitting high notes too. XD Especially Jiro. Cause his voice's nice too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, I really really love that part where Aaron goes, "不怕空白 我继续 等待"... And then Jiro, Chun and Calvin all echo him. DAMN NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Thou shalt go and brush thy teeth. Then thou shalt lie on thy lovely bed and fall into a deep amazing sleep. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-4110170438699020860?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/4110170438699020860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=4110170438699020860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/4110170438699020860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/4110170438699020860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-shall-comment-on-this-video.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-7865766653823940344</id><published>2007-10-24T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T04:07:53.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a387/mengzhe_rox5566/cast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a387/mengzhe_rox5566/cast.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished watching the FINAL episode - Episode 55 - of 終極一家! I'm in kind of a bittersweet mood now cause my favourite show has ended, but it ended nicely on a high note. XD And I heard there's going to be Part Two of the show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifty-five hour-long episodes, every Monday to Friday, for eleven whole weeks. 終極一家 has made me like Fahrenheit even more, not to mention fall in love with Calvin even more. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even though the whole plot was pretty out-of-this-world and unbelievable, but I watched this show like a five-year-old boy watching Power Rangers. Basically just believing everything and not arguing that it's weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;終極一家 is one of the few shows that I fall madly in love with and go crazy over. And I believe it's going to be one that I will want to watch over and over again. Never getting bored of it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I shall go watch the FIRST episode of 終極一家 over again. Like the way I watched 終極一班. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will definitely buy the DVD or VCD if it comes out. Serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;; 終極一家 &lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-7865766653823940344?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/7865766653823940344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=7865766653823940344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/7865766653823940344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/7865766653823940344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/10/just-finished-watching-final-episode.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-2638648520321197716</id><published>2007-10-23T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T02:16:47.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today Father Simon came to St Nicks to speak to the Sec Threes. It's called DAY OF REFLECTION. And since it's day of reflection, I shall do some reflecting here myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, basically this post is dedicated to ALL THOSE FRIENDS OF MINE out there! Actually all those in St Nicks, cause I really dont have much time and brain juice to reminise everyone and everything that has played a part in making me who I am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to all my FELLOW ST NICKS GIRLS, this post is for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you dont mind, you can press 'Play' on the imeem.com track below. Cause it kind of accompanies the feeling and ambience in this post. But dont forget to pause my Bu Hui Ai track in the sidebar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/stViAR/music/cUJrP7PE/robbie_williams_shes_the_one/"&gt;She's The One by Robbie Williams&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;GER;&lt;br /&gt;Heyyo Bestie! And Darling. Thank you for being my close close friend for two whole years, and counting. Thanks for standing all my nonsense and randomness and crap. Thanks for being there whenever I needed it, and thanks for helping me through some of my most difficult times. Thanks for always having a clear and sensible train of thought, even in the most frustrating times. And thanks for every single thing you've done. There are simply too many to remember. Thank you for being you, my friend. &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EM;&lt;br /&gt;Babe! Even though we dont talk much nowadays, but I believe our friendship is still as strong as ever. Thank you for being my close close friend for one year now, and counting. Thanks for being there for me whenever and whereever I needed someone to comfort and console me. Thanks for not asking, but still caring and showing concern for me when I most needed it. Thank you for being my KAOSHAN. Thanks for being adorable and crazy. Thank you for being my sister-in Christ. &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZHUWEI;&lt;br /&gt;Yo, Yao Zi! We dont talk much either, but you still have that very TALL place in my heart. Okay, I'm not making sense. Anyway, thank you for being my close close friend for one year, and counting! And thanks for being there when I really wanted to crap and be random. Thanks for standing my crap. Thanks for going crazy and high over Fahrenheit with me. Thanks for being knowledgeable and thinking when I needed advice. Thanks for showing so much 意气 when I was at my weakest. Thank you for being my tall friend. (And where are my four blue roses?!) &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABBY;&lt;br /&gt;Jiro fan! Thank you for being my close friend for almost a year. Thanks for being crazy and going high with me when I crapped about Fahrenheit. Thanks for causing me to like Fahrenheit very crazily and being a super fan. Thanks for standing all my dumbness and randomness. Thanks for helping me to pass that letter to Calvin Chen. Even though you havent done it yet, but still thank you lah. Thank you for being a crazy Jiro fanatic. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BERYL;&lt;br /&gt;Another Jiro fan! Thank you for being my close friend for almost a year. Thanks for knowing when to be crazy and when not to be crazy. Thanks for spending time sorting out the problems and troubles that a few of your friends were facing. Thanks for keeping quite calm and cool when the heat was at its hottest. Thanks for calling "MEL~!" Thank you for being my friend. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAS CHUA;&lt;br /&gt;Boo, tablemate! Thank you for being my good friend and my tablemate for two whole terms! Thanks for laughing every single day and making me laugh along cause your laughter's simply too contagious. Thanks for making my day with your crazy antics when I was down. Thanks for letting me know you better. Thank you for being my crazy and funny tablemate. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PANSHIN;&lt;br /&gt;Peepoopartner! I dont go to peepoo with you much now. Cause we're all busy bees. But still thank you for sending me nice stuff and letters. Thanks for smiling whenever you see me. Thanks for letting me poke you on a regular basis. Thank you for being my dear peepoopartner. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYLVIA;&lt;br /&gt;Heyy twin soul! We dont really talk much, huh. But I think that the twin kind of thinking is there. After all, you're only one hour and nineteen minutes younger than me. Thanks for being crazy and making me laugh. Thanks for being the person I can celebrate my birthday with. Same birthday mah. Thank you for being my TWIN. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;She's The One - Robbie Williams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was her she was me&lt;br /&gt;We were one we were free&lt;br /&gt;And if there's somebody calling me on&lt;br /&gt;She's the one&lt;br /&gt;If there's somebody calling me on&lt;br /&gt;She's the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were young we were wrong&lt;br /&gt;We were fine all along&lt;br /&gt;If there's somebody calling me on&lt;br /&gt;She's the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you get to where you wanna go&lt;br /&gt;And you know the things you wanna know&lt;br /&gt;You're smiling&lt;br /&gt;When you said what you wanna say&lt;br /&gt;And you know the way you wanna play&lt;br /&gt;(And you know the way you wanna say it)&lt;br /&gt;You'll be so high you'll be flying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the sea will be strong&lt;br /&gt;I know we'll carry on&lt;br /&gt;Cos if there's somebody calling me on&lt;br /&gt;She's the one&lt;br /&gt;If there's somebody calling me on&lt;br /&gt;She's the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's somebody calling me on&lt;br /&gt;She's the one&lt;br /&gt;She's the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's somebody calling me on&lt;br /&gt;She's the one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-2638648520321197716?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/2638648520321197716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=2638648520321197716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/2638648520321197716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/2638648520321197716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/10/today-father-simon-came-to-st-nicks-to.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-3964299115499831382</id><published>2007-10-17T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T02:02:14.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you havent realised, I havent written my annual BIRTHDAY POST. No, the song does not count. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm in a good reflective mood now. So I'll blog this reflective post first. Before I lose the reflective mood and go all crazy and zi-high again. Cause I slept on the bus on the way home, and drank mango milk tea. That made me think and like, go into a reflective mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my last birthday until now, I believe I've grown alot. Not in height or weight, I knew I definitely grew, okay. But more of emotionally and spiritually perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe I grown to think much much more, and even though not many people know about this more emotional and thinking side of me, but I guess I've been opening up much more to people. Sharing with them about whatever I can. And dishing out advice now and then. XD Guess that's cause my caring and giving side is becoming more apparent in my behaviour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that said, I think I've learnt to hole up my emotions too. And not cry as much. When I finally let my emotions out, though, it's like... BOOM. All the stress and tears and all just come out all of a sudden. Hence I should not hole up my emotions too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a period of time, around say, four months (?), when I kind of just hid all my emotions, because of something I choose not to bring up again, and didnt let it all out. Rather, you can say I didnt really know how to. It was just totally different from all past experiences that I have went through. And the good thing is, God carried me through it all, and brought me out stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've grown spiritually in that during Church Camp 2007 and the many services after that, I responded to God's call for me to grow closer to Him. I would liken it to a revival season, where I just came clean before God and promised to give Him my life. God's really helped me so so so much during my darkest periods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've started to think alot more in a spiritual kind of way, using what I've learnt since young and all that I've read before in the Bible to pave the way for my life. Even though I know that whatever happens in my life is according to God's purpose, and He will not harm me, but it's just difficult to say, "I'll give up my whole life for You, Lord."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's where I'm sorry, Lord. Cause basically, I have my own dreams and aspirations too. And I really really want to chase them. But in any case, God, You still are Lord over my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've turned much more optimistic in this past year too. Other than that emo period, I've just been like happy happy happy every single day. Being optimistic is one way I stay happy. XD That's also another reason why I zi-high every day. Cause I manage to always find a reason to go high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I learnt that optimism cannot be forced or imposed, rather, I believe it comes from God. Like during that emo period where I tried to force myself to optimistic and look on the bright side of things, I realised it didnt help, making it even worse. I realised I was kind of using that smile on my face as a mask. To hide all my wounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Optimism can be 治标不治本.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, I highly believe that this year was a year where I grew much. No wonder Panshin told me last year, 'Fourteen is a year where you learn alot'. This has proved true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a way, I'm looking forward to being fifteen, cause I know I'll learn even more and gradually grow up. Nevertheless, there's that part of me that doesnt want to grow up. Cause I know how stressful it is to be a young adult. I know what challenges are ahead of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's perfectly fine, cause growing old is something you cant control, but growing up is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;明天一定会更好！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;; i love my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-3964299115499831382?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/3964299115499831382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=3964299115499831382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/3964299115499831382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/3964299115499831382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/10/if-you-havent-realised-i-havent-written.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-1512262939254788624</id><published>2007-10-09T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T05:05:10.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>不会爱 - 飛輪海&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只好让礼物安静躺在我口袋&lt;br /&gt;远远看着你跟她快乐聊到笑开&lt;br /&gt;当友情两字不足形容我情感&lt;br /&gt;心情都随你转弯&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;耳机它轻轻吻我耳朵  爱情歌听不完&lt;br /&gt;适合我们的从不是浪漫&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不会爱  我的爱  我明白&lt;br /&gt;你的最爱  那一块  哪天我才存在&lt;br /&gt;我不会爱  你的爱  受伤害&lt;br /&gt;所以宁愿  安静的等待&lt;br /&gt;（不怕空白  安静的等待）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只剩下冰冷空气陪我一整晚&lt;br /&gt;寂寞却多到赛车根本无法动弹&lt;br /&gt;一翻身我在半夜突然就醒来&lt;br /&gt;梦里你的唇柔软&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱你我慢不下来  没有哪一天例外&lt;br /&gt;跟自己比快  我会赶上你未来&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;I typed out the whole lyrics for this song okay. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY. I love this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I am becoming weird you know. Cause right, yesterday when I was doing AMaths and was like quite stressed and all, what I actually spouted was,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want Yan Ya Lun!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's SO fan chang okay. I believe I was and still am a Calvin Chen Yi Ru fan. Even though I quite like Aaron Yan due to Zhong Ji Yi Ban/Jia. Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am currently waiting for ISWAK 2 to come out. Even though I havent watched ISWAK. But yeah, I should be able to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END-OF-YEAR EXAMINATIONS ARE OVER. -cheers whoops rejoices-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-1512262939254788624?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/1512262939254788624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=1512262939254788624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/1512262939254788624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/1512262939254788624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-typed-out-whole-lyrics-for-this-song.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-8245712631581143969</id><published>2007-10-08T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T04:00:28.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tnfxi5g1YPU" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the exact reason why I get so high watching Taiwanese Idol Dramas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is also the exact same reason why I love watching teevee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is also one of the reasons why I love Fahrenheit. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is definitely one way to DESTRESS. Haha. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's even better when you've just gone through your History Elective paper. XD&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;Daddy shared with me about some principle which I find is quite true. It's called the 80-20 Principle. There's a book on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 80-20 Principle works like this: For example, you will spend 80% of your time studying on only 20% of your subjects or topics in that subject. Because you are already very familiar with the other 80% of the subjects or topics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another example: 80% of the problems in your life are caused by only 20% of the people in your life. And 80% of your happiness comes from only 20% of the things you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically everything in life is based on this 80-20 Principle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe it? Think about it! I believe it's true. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-8245712631581143969?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/8245712631581143969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=8245712631581143969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/8245712631581143969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/8245712631581143969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-is-exact-reason-why-i-get-so-high.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-6281877692369713134</id><published>2007-10-02T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T23:43:23.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am officially pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's rare for me to get pissed. Usually it's only until irritated, annoyed or frustrated. But this, this is IRRINOYTRATED. There's no such word, I know. I'm irritated annoyed and frustrated to the highest possible temperature. I'm going to boil and become a gas soon. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me get over my irratation annoy and frustration. Thank you. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can stop reading here if you dont want to listen to angry stuff spouting from the mouth of Melody Chew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How can you be so irritating?! I really cannot understand. You are even more childish and annoying than my sister. And my sister is eleven okay. YOU ARE FIFTEEN. I can forgive my sister cause she's still a young little girl, but you're not! You're already a teenager. So stop acting like a three-year-old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Your asking about every single thing we do is just... There's no word or phrase that can describe exactly how annoying you are. And those questions you ask are definitely just to irritate us okay. Dont tell us you're trying to get our attention. Let me tell you. WRONG WAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And how can you scold so many bad words about people whom I speculate you havent even tried to make friends with? Obviously you're just basing eveything you know on what you've heard and whatever. Which might not be true. So if you havent even tried to speak to that person and make friends with her, then dont even say anything! No one will think you are dumb if you dont say anything, okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lastly, if you have nothing nice to say, just keep your mouth shut. Please be more sensitive to what others are sensitive about. Act like you at least accept them and not put them down every time you can. If I were a little more crazy about them, I would really have become absolutely furious and turned nasty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I believe she's also trying her very very best to stand you. And she has such a better temper compared to me. So dont take her treating you nicely for granted. She's been sitting with you for TWO TERMS. I would have requested for a change of seat like three weeks into it okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just shut up, and if you can, stay out of my school life. Thankyou.&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/80608275354470227-6281877692369713134?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/6281877692369713134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=6281877692369713134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/6281877692369713134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/6281877692369713134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-am-officially-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-241157456075797968</id><published>2007-10-01T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T21:13:30.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay I dont know what's wrong with my blog html. Why is everything in &lt;strong&gt;BOLD&lt;/strong&gt;? Anyway, just bear with it, cause I havent found another nice blogskin that suits me. And you know, I tend to get attached to my blogskins. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bear with it for now please. Thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my birthday, my darling Ger gave me a super nice (and expensive) card. And inside she had written the lyrics to this song below. It's really really nice and kind of describes our friendship really well... Eh I almost cried okay. Due to this song.&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Wb5wG4WHQs/aus=" width="300" height="80" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;梦想号 - 棒棒堂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还好 你始终没落跑&lt;br /&gt;还配着我一起熬&lt;br /&gt;眼泪 你装作没看到&lt;br /&gt;拼命耍宝逗我笑&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;把做梦当目标&lt;br /&gt;发呆当思考&lt;br /&gt;没什么不可能做到&lt;br /&gt;当放弃的念头 快收拾不了&lt;br /&gt;我知道后面有你罩&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play now! 我们青春大清早&lt;br /&gt;快加入 梦想号&lt;br /&gt;银河正在涨潮&lt;br /&gt;伸手就能摘到口袋里&lt;br /&gt;星星在闪耀&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play now! 制服绣满了骄傲&lt;br /&gt;不离弃梦想号&lt;br /&gt;是你让我知道&lt;br /&gt;我可以很重要&lt;br /&gt;我的光 世界看得到&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;抓牵  这一刻最重要&lt;br /&gt;降落在快乐跑道&lt;br /&gt;前面  是欢迎的人潮&lt;br /&gt;意想不到的荣耀&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;白日梦的气泡&lt;br /&gt;居然没破掉&lt;br /&gt;你把它变成保护罩&lt;br /&gt;我默念的祷告&lt;br /&gt;居然都秦效&lt;br /&gt;我懂了  是你的功劳&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now 突然停止胡闹&lt;br /&gt;玩笑都变得重要&lt;br /&gt;人生不是才刚刚挂号&lt;br /&gt;怎么就要段考怎么就要思考&lt;br /&gt;胸前的V是我的符号&lt;br /&gt;牛仔裤当作战袍&lt;br /&gt;梦想号不用燃料&lt;br /&gt;用涌起便能起跑&lt;br /&gt;快准备好放手&lt;br /&gt;Play now! Play now! Play now!&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;[ edit ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM A FAN. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this moment on, I am hence now a fan of AARON YAN YA LUN. *Cheers for myself*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愿意不爱你 is just. SUPER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It shall now be one of my favourite songs. Right after 不会爱，出口 and 别说对不起.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily and Geraldine must be very happy now. Cause it's one more to their gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Calvin Chen Yi Ru still is number one okay. That cannot and most likely will not change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAHRENHEIT. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ /edit ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-241157456075797968?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/241157456075797968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=241157456075797968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/241157456075797968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/241157456075797968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/10/okay-i-dont-know-whats-wrong-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-2857258639285866684</id><published>2007-09-30T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T03:14:24.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>对你的思念&lt;br /&gt;词：李晓媛&lt;br /&gt;曲：趙潔瑩&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对你永恒的回忆&lt;br /&gt;想要隐藏在心里&lt;br /&gt;彩虹出现那瞬间&lt;br /&gt;泪滴洗净了回忆&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;拼命想要忘记你&lt;br /&gt;但那可笑的背影&lt;br /&gt;把你拉回记忆里&lt;br /&gt;我已无法忘记你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;从来没想过  思念的气泡  能让我缺氧&lt;br /&gt;因为从那天  你看着我时  深情地对望&lt;br /&gt;可我没办法  就用删除法  把你delete掉&lt;br /&gt;孟婆汤没用  让我轻易的  把你给遗忘&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你教我夏天的温暖&lt;br /&gt;但是在你离开后  我&lt;br /&gt;却学会冬天的冰冷&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;Ger's lyrics. My tune. But not fully composed yet. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments are all welcome. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-2857258639285866684?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/2857258639285866684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=2857258639285866684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/2857258639285866684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/2857258639285866684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/09/delete-gers-lyrics.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-4193603385728005678</id><published>2007-09-21T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T00:51:04.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TODAY IS A VERY SPECIAL DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT IS THE DAY WHERE MY DARLING LITTLE SISTER TURNS ELEVEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. This is called HIGH. Haha. I'm happy cause my LYN DARLING has finally grown up. She's eleven this year, TODAY. As an elder sister, I'm super happy. It shows that she's going to be a teenager soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyn's one person (probably the only one) that I have watched, am watching and will watch grow up. And I'm really grateful that God has given me this precious little darling gift to take care of, dote upon and shower much much love on. Ever since Lyn was born, she's brought that joy, hope and happiness that I can never get from anyone else, cause she's my only sibling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the day Lyn was born, and I went to Gleneagles Hospital to see her. I remember asking my mum, "Mummy, is this my brother?" We had all expected a boy previously, and my mum told me that I would have a little brother, which is why I thought that she was a boy. When my mum replied me that she was a GIRL, I was pleasantly surprised. When her gaze caught mine, I knew, from that very day on, Chew Kit Yern Marilyn and I were to be sisters. Forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember taking care of her growing up. I remember yelling for Mummy whenever Lyn tried to walk - or run, for that matter - and staying near her whenever she was playing with stuff. Looking at the old photos that I have, many many memories come flowing back. And I cherish those times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyn entered Compassvale Primary, my alma mater, to my joy. Over the two years that we shared in the same school, I enjoyed the times I chuckled at her popularity among the boys in her class, chiding them silently for following Lyn around everywhere the canteen. I teased her and my classmate for having some kind of puppy love running between them, I ruffled her hair every day after school. I sensed she was growing up, into a young little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I graduated from CVPS in 2004, going to St Nicks. This was when Lyn started aiming to "do as well as my Jiejie, to get in St Nicks also". She started excelling in subjects, especially doing very very well in Mathematics. Full marks and above-91s became more and more common. But me, as a girl with much passion in Chemistry and Biology, wanted her to do well in Science too. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, Lyn's P5, and in the best class of her level. I am pretty certain she gets the same amount of phone calls, or even more, than me. Her friends look to her as a tutor, someone whom they can rely on for help in homework. Lyn's best subject still remains as Maths, and I'm proud of her for it. She's still aiming for SNGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyn, over these eleven years, has grown up. Especially in this past year, when I experienced her maturing ALOT, and basically growing up. And I want to continue being part of this young life. I have always dreamed of going out with Lyn, laughing and giggling, and sharing our deepest darkest secrets and crushes. I want to be the one she leans on and confides in during this adolescence period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to take on this new experience I will go through with my darling Lyn. I'm ready to lend her my shoulder when she's feeling down, and always be ready with a BIG HUG. I'm ready to be her KAOSHAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyn, even though you will inevitably be taller than me, but dont ever ever forget that you have this elder sister of yours that will ALWAYS be there for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyn Darling, I love you. &lt;333 align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;; the most adorable person in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-4193603385728005678?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/4193603385728005678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=4193603385728005678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/4193603385728005678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/4193603385728005678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/09/today-is-very-special-day.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-3357003577497946366</id><published>2007-09-13T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T08:17:45.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>通常，让你最烦恼的事情也是使你最快乐的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;走在路上，看见那些开开心心玩耍的小孩，我开始想起小时候的童年。&lt;br /&gt;那时，没有什么可以难倒我，也没有什么可以让我感到悲哀。&lt;br /&gt;我就是那个快乐生活的小女生。&lt;br /&gt;没有责任，没有烦恼，就这么开心地活着。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而现在呢？生活充满了烦恼，充满了许多我不习惯的事实。&lt;br /&gt;每一项东西都是要我去努力，坚持，才会争取到的。&lt;br /&gt;每一份作业，每一道题目，我都要花好多时间思考。&lt;br /&gt;好不喜欢这种生活。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天真单纯都去了哪里？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我决定了。&lt;br /&gt;我要在这个复杂、而且充满阴谋的世界里，保持我小时候的天真单纯。&lt;br /&gt;我不要被这个世界污染，我不要我的生活变得阴暗。&lt;br /&gt;无论如何，我都要坚持下去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我要当阴暗里的那道明光。&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;Okay I personally think this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant write blogposts in Mandarin. ): But it is such an expressive language okay? I have learnt to love it ever since I fell in love with Mandopop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMNIT. What is wrong with the world these days?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. That was darn random. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lan Ling Wang almost DIED in Zhong Ji Yi Jia. I shrieked when that evil horrible guy pierced him with that horribly huge sword of his. )):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-3357003577497946366?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/3357003577497946366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=3357003577497946366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/3357003577497946366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/3357003577497946366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/09/okay-i-personally-think-this-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-4883341806264754715</id><published>2007-09-10T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T03:34:34.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>终於我明白 你的感受&lt;br /&gt;看深爱的人远走&lt;br /&gt;比全面失去 好过一些&lt;br /&gt;记忆永远会留着&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我能做的 事情一件也没有了&lt;br /&gt;请别说破 最后一道沉默&lt;br /&gt;无法接受 夏天一放手就堕落&lt;br /&gt;破碎的冰河 往悲伤缓慢的漂流&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;说分手 就分手&lt;br /&gt;你一定是在骗我&lt;br /&gt;好让我 一夜看透&lt;br /&gt;失去你我算什麽&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好难过 别捉弄&lt;br /&gt;还想陪你到尽头&lt;br /&gt;谁需要 什麽自由&lt;br /&gt;我的世界早被你垄断占有&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哭也找不到 坚持理由&lt;br /&gt;这是我最难过的&lt;br /&gt;比全面失去 心痛一些&lt;br /&gt;记忆永远会留着&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;Today, Melody finally realises why she loves SLOW EMO SONGS so much. It's cause they make me want to cry, help me simmer down from my boiling anger, and to a certain extent, comfort me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandopop slow emo songs are the love. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling, my dear! Feeling is all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing emo songs helps me release stress through singing my heart out and going, "Oh so sad" for every song that I hear. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, so now I can answer you when you ask why I love slow emo songs so much. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-4883341806264754715?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/4883341806264754715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=4883341806264754715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/4883341806264754715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/4883341806264754715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/09/today-melody-finally-realises-why-she.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-5224811533410465254</id><published>2007-08-31T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T05:24:56.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AH MM. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a yesterday-very-late-then-declared holiday! St Nicks had a major power failure, plunging the whole school into DARKNESS. I only got the news at 11 plus when I was about to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, holidays are always nice. And I enjoyed my quiet peaceful morning. Watching zhong ji yi jia. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So went back to CVPS today! Met most of my old 6.2 classmates. Most of the guys came. Only six girls went back. Me included. And all the guys are like towering over me already! I'm like the shortest person in 6.2 already. BOO HOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on went to eat lunch with Jolyn. And then bought myself the SHE Play DVD! That's my birthday present to myself. XD I shall give the poster I got with the DVD to my cousin. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all the teachers that have taught me in some point of my life or another:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY TEACHER'S DAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Chem lessons on Monday are cancelled. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-5224811533410465254?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/5224811533410465254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=5224811533410465254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/5224811533410465254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/5224811533410465254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/08/ah-mm.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-6296806376805015085</id><published>2007-08-26T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T08:09:39.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Through it all I know&lt;br /&gt;That God is in control&lt;br /&gt;Like the Sun after the storm&lt;br /&gt;His love comes shining through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I know His love for me&lt;br /&gt;Is greater than all of my trials&lt;br /&gt;Like a child in His arms&lt;br /&gt;He'll carry me through it all&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea, though its waters roar and foam and the mountains quake with their surging.&lt;br /&gt;-Psalm 46:1-3&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;Dear God, I thank You for all the people who have helped me out of this state of mild depression that I was holing myself up in for the past few months. I thank You for Emily, Jessie and Auntie Pek Cheng, who prayed for me and gave me so much encouragement to pull myself out of depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I really need all this kind of people around me to pray for me, show me love, give me a hug now and then, and tell me that they love me. XD I need alot of TLC. Cause my emotions arent really stable, and I can be so emotional and totally illogical at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for Emily, who encouraged me even though she didnt even know anything that was happening when I smsed her late at night after I broke down. And sharing that awesome Psalm with me. I think she only found out like the next day when I wrote her a letter to thank her. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for Jessie, Gerlene and all my JIEMEIs who have been going to church with me, and even though I dont really show it, but I'm really grateful for all of you. Cause you've really brightened up my weeks and made cell enjoyable for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessie prayed for me yesterday, and even though it was a short prayer, it really helped me alot. Cause she prayed that I will not give up, which hit me. I broke down cause I was so like stressed and almost wanted to give up already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for Auntie Pek Cheng, who prayed for me today during Altar Call. Auntie Pek Cheng told me that God wanted to tell me that I'M NOT GUILTY. Which made me really cry cause of every single thing that has been happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MAN I LOVE ALL THESE PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise that I cannot live without all these fellow princesses of God, that I must have these people to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God for sending them to care for me and help me in this time of need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm alright now. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'M NOT GUILTY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;DONT GIVE UP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-6296806376805015085?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/6296806376805015085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=6296806376805015085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/6296806376805015085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/6296806376805015085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/08/through-it-all-i-know-that-god-is-in.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-7368806086493258358</id><published>2007-08-19T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T07:30:59.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Won't You Lord&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at our hands&lt;br /&gt;Everything we have&lt;br /&gt;Use it for Your plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't You Lord&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at our hearts&lt;br /&gt;Mould it, refine it&lt;br /&gt;As You set us apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We want to run to the altar&lt;br /&gt;And catch the fire&lt;br /&gt;To stand in gap&lt;br /&gt;Between the living and the dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give us a heart of compassion&lt;br /&gt;For a world without vision&lt;br /&gt;We will make a difference&lt;br /&gt;Bringing hope to our land&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;Currently my favourite Christian song. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, give me a heart of compassion to make a difference in where I live, work and play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to stand in the gap between the living and the dead.&lt;br /&gt;I CAN MAKE A DIFFERENCE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah. I bought a handphone protective cover. So I dont have to be so flustered now if I drop my phone. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-7368806086493258358?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/7368806086493258358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=7368806086493258358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/7368806086493258358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/7368806086493258358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/08/wont-you-lord-take-look-at-our-hands.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-8708780972671280462</id><published>2007-08-17T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T00:41:02.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dreams. Have you ever thought about what they actually mean in your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe everyone has dreams. And I believe that dreams do come true, no matter how long it takes. I believe that dreams are what make a person's life worth living. I believe in living to chase my dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though dreams can be really absurd and out-of-this-world, but hey, they're still someone's dreams! And as respect towards that person harbouring that dream close to his heart, we should never look down on other's dreams, or critisize them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that dreams can make or break a person. They can give your life that spark it needs, and without dreams, life would be oh-so-mundane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember when you were young, and the dreams that you dreamt were usually quite unrealistic, those that make you laugh at yourself for being so naive then? I definitely have had these dreams before, from wanting to become a teacher (not that it's anything bad) to Wonder Woman. It's true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years, I grew up, and gradually got over those childish dreams. Now, what I dream for is more realistic, but still what some people would call 'crazy'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a teenager, and starting to think logically for my future, I would say that my dreams now are ones that could keep me interested for life. And give me enough income to stay alive. So although I admit that yes, my dreams can be quite out-of-the-ordinary, but nevertheless they are what I love and what I can see myself doing for as long as I can imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly what are these dreams that have stirred up so much passion in me? Well, I do dream to become a singer, to showcase my God-given talents to people, and share God with them. I know it's difficult to be a singer, but I've been having this aspiration since Sec One, so I've grown quite attached to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I want to become a forensic scientist, studying pathology. I know many people would cringe at my mention of cutting up dead bodies and examining them, but hey, somehow I actually don't mind! Although I'd rather examine fingerprints and run tests on evidence from crime scenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that these two major dreams of mine are really absurd and do not have a big chance of coming true, but these are what I love doing, and what I can see myself doing all the way till I retire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I'm grateful to have a loving family who does not restrict my aspirations and dreams. My family is open enough to accept my less ordinary dreams, and even encourage me to fulfil them. And I thank them for being so understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, too, play an important part in inspiring me to chase my dreams. I'm glad and thankful that I have friends who, like my family, support my dreams and do not look down them. I'm satisfied that they take my dreams seriously. And in turn, I try my best to support their dreams and encourage them to take every opportunity to get one step closer to their dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams. That part of life I believe everyone has. If you don't have a dream, not even the smallest dream, then I persuade you to at least have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter if your dream is one that your friends laugh and joke about, or if your dream is totally 'weird', because if you chase your dreams, and manage to live them, you are already a winner. And you will thus gain respect from those whom did not respect you before.&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;Wow. I sound so compo-sy. Someone give me an A1 or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today you have witnessed the rare-enough-but-not-really-rare side of Melody Chew. The side of Melody Chew that thinks, ponders, and writes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being so kind to read this blog entry. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the other side of Melody's world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-8708780972671280462?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/8708780972671280462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=8708780972671280462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/8708780972671280462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/8708780972671280462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/08/dreams.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-6609749109683289322</id><published>2007-08-16T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T19:56:23.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everytime - Britney Spears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice me, take my hand&lt;br /&gt;Why are we strangers when&lt;br /&gt;Our love is strong&lt;br /&gt;Why carry on without me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I try to fly, I fall&lt;br /&gt;Without my wings, I feel so small&lt;br /&gt;I guess I need you, baby&lt;br /&gt;And everytime I see you in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;I see your face, it's haunting me&lt;br /&gt;I guess I need you, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make believe that you are here&lt;br /&gt;It's the only way I see clear&lt;br /&gt;What have I done&lt;br /&gt;You seem to move on easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everytime I try to fly, I fall&lt;br /&gt;Without my wings, I feel so small&lt;br /&gt;I guess I need you, baby&lt;br /&gt;And everytime I see you in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;I see your face, you're haunting me&lt;br /&gt;I guess I need you, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have made it rain&lt;br /&gt;Please forgive me&lt;br /&gt;My weakness caused you pain&lt;br /&gt;And this song's my sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night I pray&lt;br /&gt;That soon your face will fade away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everytime I try to fly, I fall&lt;br /&gt;Without my wings, I feel so small&lt;br /&gt;I guess I need you, baby&lt;br /&gt;And everytime I see you in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;I see your face, you're haunting me&lt;br /&gt;I guess I need you, baby&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;This song made me melt. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO SAYS I DONT LISTEN TO WESTERN SONGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do okay. But I admit, I only knew about this song cause SHE translated this song into Mandarin and sang it. Oh well. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's nice lah. Very very very nice. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-6609749109683289322?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/6609749109683289322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=6609749109683289322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/6609749109683289322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/6609749109683289322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/08/everytime-britney-spears-notice-me-take.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-8764094328752412232</id><published>2007-08-15T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T20:24:05.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okayyy. I'm sick. Again. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that old illness of mine. I keep getting it leh. The throat infection cum nasal blockage cum I forgot what else. SIGH. I think it's a virus or something. So antibiotics wont really work? Maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a stronger immune system. Come on, you antibodies of mine! Jiayou with killing and destroying the virus/bacteria that has invaded my body. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay sorry. Bio student here. Live with it lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was about to blog something quite intelligent here. Only to go super darn emo that night when I wanted to blog. About what? That's for me to know, and for you to guess. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm in the library! And forsaking my recess. Well, this is called trying to slim down and trying to fast. But I need to pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EOYs are starting on 27 September. One day after my birthday. Dont forget my present. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countdown to EOYs: FOURTY-TWO DAYS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-8764094328752412232?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/8764094328752412232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=8764094328752412232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/8764094328752412232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/8764094328752412232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/08/okayyy.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-1324066902114208710</id><published>2007-08-05T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T07:04:24.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Potter's Hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful Lord, wonderful Saviour&lt;br /&gt;I know for sure&lt;br /&gt;All of my days are&lt;br /&gt;Held in Your hands&lt;br /&gt;Crafted into Your perfect plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gently call me into Your presence&lt;br /&gt;Guiding me by Your Holy Spirit&lt;br /&gt;Teach me dear Lord&lt;br /&gt;To live all of my life&lt;br /&gt;Through Your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm captured by Your holy calling&lt;br /&gt;Set me apart&lt;br /&gt;I know You're drawing me to Yourself&lt;br /&gt;Lead me Lord, I pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me, mould me&lt;br /&gt;Use me, fill me&lt;br /&gt;I give my life to the Potter's hand&lt;br /&gt;Call me, guide me&lt;br /&gt;Lead me, walk beside me&lt;br /&gt;I give my life to the Potter's hand&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;Old but super touching song. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I shall blog about my dear group of friends cum sisters who have spent around 5 to 6 years with me. These people are none other than my gang of jiemei-men in Living Sanctuary Brethern Church!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been together since like P4, in the same JET class and all. And hanging out together in Teens. Even requesting to stay in the same cell. Basically we've been GROWING UP as a clique. And I'm really grateful for them. Cos it's them who never fail to make me smile when I'm bothered by school work or friendship problems. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, even though there have been some of our once-quite-big group who have left church and backslided, and we have been split into two different cells, but I guess our friendship has never really disappeared or faded before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there are only about 6 to 7 (at most 9) of us left in this group of close friends, but we will still continue growing up, hanging out, doing stuff, together. I hope we will. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even though I've kind of almost given up on you people before, but these few weeks and months I've been noticing that you're all getting back that FIRE we once had for God. Which I really want to see and pray for in our group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause most likely you people will be my FRIENDS FOR LIFE. Growing up, then growing old together. That's the perfect friendship. And what I really want in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. I really love you all. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;Second topic. Warning: Dont read this if you have the tendency to think of girls' school girls as boy-crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why, but a few days ago I dreamt of (er) him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and that dream was like actually quite sweet, but when I woke up, and thought over it, I was like, "What?! So irresponsible! How could I have actually said 'yes'?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that's what love can do to you. Or fantasizing can do to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I'm starting to fantasize again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH STOP MELODY. STOP FANTASIZING. DONT EVEN START PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I make no sense, dont bother to even guess, okay. Cause I bet only GEZ knows. Okay not to mention Abby and Beryl. Yes that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily Zhuwei Abby Beryl, I allow you to ask me about it tomorrow. Yes, I will tell you. I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ger, dont even think about asking me. I'll tell you of my own accord. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the good thing about being my bestie! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please remind me not to fantasize okay? Thank you very much. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-1324066902114208710?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/1324066902114208710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=1324066902114208710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/1324066902114208710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/1324066902114208710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/08/potters-hand-beautiful-lord-wonderful.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-8084009434497402244</id><published>2007-07-30T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T07:32:34.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH THE WOE OF BIO TEST. Again. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah. This is life in SNGS lah. Four whole Biology chapters tested in one Biology test. And the ONLY set of marks recorded in PPR for Term Three. Imagine the stress, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I dont know if this is freaking out or not. Cause I kind of understand the whole thing but then I cant really absorb all the important stuff. Okay I can absorb almost everything. I almost freaked out. Which is kind of abnormal for a person like me who is usually very confident of her Science marks. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, help me to overcome my fear! And help me not to freak out and forget everything in a split second before the test tomorrow! Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to make things even worse, (or is it like maybe a blessing in disguise?) I was listening to my mp3 and got all the emo-ish songs all at once! Then I understood the whole meaning behind each of the songs. Which made me kind of emo for a while. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the reason why I'm here now is cause I cant absorb any further. My mind's currently full. Maybe a good night's sleep and revising again in the morning will help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOU PEOPLE. Bio's difficult and requires alot of memory work but it's fun lah. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my collection of emo-ish songs. XD Enjoy, thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="290"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/TriMpBNQTw/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/TriMpBNQTw/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="290" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Oh yeah, anyone interested to go St. Gabriel's Symphonic Band concert with me? $12 per ticket, 15 August 2007. XD Please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;;ALWAYS LOOK ON THE BRIGHT SIDE OF LIFE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-8084009434497402244?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/8084009434497402244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=8084009434497402244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/8084009434497402244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/8084009434497402244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/07/oh-woe-of-bio-test.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-7204646688510718725</id><published>2007-07-27T21:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T22:00:20.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's currently POURING. And I'm slacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MAN. I just saw a bolt of lightning. Like 'Flash flash' and straight away 'BOOM'. It must be like within one kilometre of my house. Scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be either studying Bio or doing overdue AMaths homework. And it turns out, I'm doing neither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather, I'm on the laptop watchin youtube. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a slacker I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-7204646688510718725?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/7204646688510718725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=7204646688510718725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/7204646688510718725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/7204646688510718725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-currently-pouring.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-5374930095914740485</id><published>2007-07-27T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T21:17:18.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>These are just my reflections of the past week. It has been a week of many tests, much thinking and nice results. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, firstly, I've been spending my recesses with Nat Phoon. And yeah, she's actually quite nice. And her thinking is pretty mature too. Even though there's like all these rumours being spread about her, but I'm kind of still getting to know her better, so I'm on neither side of the rumours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on Wednesday (or is it Tuesday), she told me during recess that her table partner (I shall not mention who) - one of the more popular people in 3W - told her that some of the popular people had seen Nat Phoon going recess with me. Which I think is not much of a big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, it's like why are they observing us so much? Scrutinising us? The discriminated people? From my used-to-it point of view, they're just waiting for some juicy thing that they can gossip about and spread more OH-SO-JUICY rumours. Which is like, whatever, fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm used to this kind of thing already, what with all the stuff since Sec One? I've learnt how to keep out of the lives of the popular people and just live my own life. With my own friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I dont make friends or break friendships just because of rumours or discrimination against them. Rather, I would make friends with them cause I'm one of the discriminated too. And they're easier to talk to lah. You can just be yourself around them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I dont like people who break friendships with me cause they allegedly worry about their uprising popularity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never liked popular people, and I dont really care about them. But you have to be alert about these people, and avoid them as much as you can. It's not that I'm cowardly, but rather I'm keeping myself out of more trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discrimination's horrible, but maybe for those people who spread those rumours, it's a kind of fun for them. SADISTIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. We're all living in the same cruel world. What we make of it, however, is a whole different story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose to live my life as a optimistic, happy kid. And I'm living my life to the fullest right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing. I was kind of curious, and went to google myself. Yes, I really went to google myself. And I found that my two previous blogs are like on the first two pages of the search results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the most startling thing - which I wasnt really startled by, and kind of expected - was the blogpost where I took some quiz. On both blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, I was thinking, why do people like to read so much about the dumb quizzes I take? And then spread even more rumours and gossip about me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're taking so much interest in my private life, then okay, go ahead and ask me for my autograph. I DARE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So okay, another FINE to another thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing. My results are slowly slowly going up! It really helps to listen in class and actually study and read up. But the thing is, if I listen, I dont really study for the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I know people will want to chop off my head if I say this. But if you understand, what's there to study?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh yes. I understand mole concept. Anyone feel like killing me now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always a phone call away if you want tuition. Or revision for that matter. I'm happy to help whenever I'm free. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this only applies to people whom I'm close to. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-5374930095914740485?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/5374930095914740485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=5374930095914740485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/5374930095914740485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/5374930095914740485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/07/these-are-just-my-reflections-of-past.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-493101516308440950</id><published>2007-07-25T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T04:11:05.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Our God is an awesome God&lt;br /&gt;He reigns from Heaven above&lt;br /&gt;With wisdom, power and love&lt;br /&gt;Our God is an awesome God&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;We want to run to the altar&lt;br /&gt;And catch the fire&lt;br /&gt;To stand in the gap&lt;br /&gt;Between the living and the dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give us a heart of compassion&lt;br /&gt;For a world without vision&lt;br /&gt;We will make a difference&lt;br /&gt;Bringing hope to our land&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;Inspirational songs. Very very very inspirational.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;;I CAN MAKE A DIFFERENCE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-493101516308440950?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/493101516308440950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=493101516308440950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/493101516308440950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/493101516308440950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/07/our-god-is-awesome-god-he-reigns-from.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-3339859463247134406</id><published>2007-07-16T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T06:35:31.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>别说对不起 - S.H.E. (Encore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;望远镜   看不见你&lt;br /&gt;你的心   飞去哪里&lt;br /&gt;雾上飞行   想像黑夜的经历  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;别说对不起&lt;br /&gt;别让我伤了心才说不是故意&lt;br /&gt;我却无法怪你&lt;br /&gt;别说对不起&lt;br /&gt;别让我的爱情变成廉价物品&lt;br /&gt;我却只能爱你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;闭上眼睛   却看见你&lt;br /&gt;想你的好   代替无力&lt;br /&gt;我相信你   却开始不信任自己&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;别说对不起&lt;br /&gt;别让我灰了心才说不是故意&lt;br /&gt;我却无法怪你&lt;br /&gt;别说对不起&lt;br /&gt;别让我的爱情变的小心翼翼&lt;br /&gt;我却只能爱你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;用行动来证明   你的决心&lt;br /&gt;不要说说而已   我想要的不只是sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;雾上飞行   想像黑夜的经历&lt;br /&gt;别说对不起&lt;br /&gt;别让我伤了心才说不是故意&lt;br /&gt;我却无法怪你&lt;br /&gt;别说对不起&lt;br /&gt;别让我的爱情变成廉价物品&lt;br /&gt;我却只能爱你&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;This is my current favourite song. I'm currently going absolutely nuts over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to it! It has so much musical value in it. To me, at least. I just have that soft spot for songs with nice melodies and gorgeous chordings. And their voices blend so nicely together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I wont forget and leave my other favourite songs rotting. I still love them. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-3339859463247134406?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/3339859463247134406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=3339859463247134406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/3339859463247134406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/3339859463247134406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/07/s.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-8424024402057173362</id><published>2007-07-15T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T04:06:09.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I’m giving you my heart, and all that is within&lt;br /&gt;I lay it all down for the sake of you my King&lt;br /&gt;I’m giving you my dreams, I’m laying down my rights&lt;br /&gt;I’m giving up my pride for the promise of new life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I surrender all to you, all to you&lt;br /&gt;And I surrender all to you, all to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m singing You this song, I’m waiting at the cross&lt;br /&gt;And all the world holds dear, I count it all as loss&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of knowing You for the glory of Your name&lt;br /&gt;To know the lasting joy, even sharing in Your pain&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;If any of you find this song familiar from my previous blogs, it is from there. I was deeply touched by God again today during worship by this song. I think it's my favourite song now. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lyrics of this song give so so much meaning to me. Whenever I sing this song, I'll always feel like crying and letting everything out. It's just so meaningful to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a girl that kind of lives on her dreams and aspirations. I'm that kind of person who dreams absurd dreams and actually believes they will come true. If you wanted me to just give up all my dreams and my pride and whatever that I have had for the past fourteen-coming-fifteen years of my life, it's almost impossible for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this song tells me that God wants me to do this. He wants me to give everything I love and hope for up, to trust and put my faith in Him. God touched me with this song today once again, and reminded me that no matter what, He will always be there for me. And He will carry me through it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this came at such a good time too. I've been laden down with so many burdens. I've not been laughing to my heart's content for very long. I've almost grown tired of life. God's telling me to cast all my burdens and problems on Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's difficult, I know. But I believe, and I will pray, that God will help me to trust in Him wholeheartedly and surrender all to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Daniel also sang this other song that was about standing in the gap and praying for our land. I was already on the brink of tears due to the previous song (see above), then this song made me burst out in tears. Silent tears. Cause this song just touched me all of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to stand in the gap between God and our land. I want to intercede for all that have not been saved. I want to pray for my friends and classmates who have either backslided or have not yet felt the Glory of God.&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;Dear Father Lord,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for giving me such a great environment to live in, and giving me such good friends that I can mix around with and be myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that You will help me to be able to spread the gospel to my friends, especially Zhuwei, Jolyn Teo and many more, that they will experience Your goodness, and will come to know You. I pray that You will give me the spiritual boldness to tell them about You, and that You will give me the perseverance to reach out to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also pray that You will help me bring those friends that have backslided away from You, back to You. I pray for Mandy, that You will bring her back to church and let her encounter You. I pray that You will give me the compassion to keep calling them and inviting them back to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that You will bless all of my friends, all those who know me, that they will all do well in their studies and be able to fulfil what You have set in place for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that You will help me to surrender my life to You. I pray that You will help me to give up my dreams, lay down my rights, give up my pride, so that I will be able to serve You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that You will teach me not to be fearful of the future, not to be fearful of what would happen to my life if I lay everything down before You. I pray that You will help me to understand that whatever You have planned for my life, is beneficial to me, and will not harm me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Jesus' Holy Name I pray,&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, people. I have gotten a song into my blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my current favourite S.H.E. song - Bie Shuo Dui Bu Qi. From their album, Encore. It's old, fine. But then I do have this knack for liking older songs. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits to princesstriangel.imeem.com for uploading the song! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-8424024402057173362?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/8424024402057173362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=8424024402057173362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/8424024402057173362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/8424024402057173362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-giving-you-my-heart-and-all-that-is.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-1782182330679380259</id><published>2007-07-13T20:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T20:33:08.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay. This is my favourite song, and has been, and will be my favourite song, for a long long time. And my latest msn nickname is also inspired by this song. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a really old song, when Sweety were only fourteen or fifteen, and they werent famous and popular yet. But the melody of the song and the singing just touched me really deeply. So here it is...&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;WHEN I HAVE A DREAM (Sweety)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;踩着一片一片心碎&lt;br /&gt;练习一步一步后退&lt;br /&gt;爱情像不适合的鞋&lt;br /&gt;痛得让人失去知觉&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;转身飞出你的世界&lt;br /&gt;我往哪里坠&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i have a dream &lt;br /&gt;只准微笑不准流泪&lt;br /&gt;离幸福更近一些&lt;br /&gt;and when i lost my dream &lt;br /&gt;只准微笑不准流泪&lt;br /&gt;会离勇敢更近一些&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;等到泪痕一退&lt;br /&gt;会好过一些&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;日记留着你的气味&lt;br /&gt;想你就翻开每一页&lt;br /&gt;测验我的心情很伤悲&lt;br /&gt;还是很喜悦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;放心的睡&lt;br /&gt;明天醒来后一切OK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-1782182330679380259?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/1782182330679380259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=1782182330679380259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/1782182330679380259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/1782182330679380259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/07/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-2623180147874855962</id><published>2007-07-13T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T07:36:09.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am seriously in need of laughter right now. I need to laugh crazily, bordering on hysterically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then it is 10.30pm at night. And the neighbourhood is already quiet. So if I start laughing crazily out of no reason, it will seem like there's a psycho in my house. Oh dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my parents are home already! Tough to laugh without getting a good reprimandation. Oh dear number two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear me dear me, how am I going to get my laughter crave satisfied?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I am in this weird funny state now is because I havent been laughing well for quite some time already. Usually I laugh enough not to crave laughter. And I kind of miss plopping myself onto the floor and laughing my head off. It's fun, seeing how I love sitting on the floor so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Since I cant laugh here in front of the computer as it's deemed "will trouble the neighbours" by my parents, and a threat to my family's reputation too, I shall go into the privacy of my room, hide under the blanket and LAUGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-2623180147874855962?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/2623180147874855962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=2623180147874855962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/2623180147874855962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/2623180147874855962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-am-seriously-in-need-of-laughter.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-7912924487077714447</id><published>2007-07-06T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T00:06:51.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know what? I really love WEEKENDS. Cos I have the kind of feeling that I've returned to holidays. Even though it is only two miserable days. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah. It's just nice to laze around for a few hours and sleep all you want. XD And watch teevee! Just finished watching SHE's Yi Dong Cheng Bao concert in Hong Kong (DVD). They can really sing and dance! So talented can. Now I know why my cousin is totally gaga over them. They rock can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Zhuwei and Emily read my blog. And Ger too, from time to time. Please tag so as to keep my tagboard alive. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;; and when i have a dream.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-7912924487077714447?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/7912924487077714447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=7912924487077714447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/7912924487077714447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/7912924487077714447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/07/you-know-what-i-really-love-weekends.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-6369593981732202988</id><published>2007-07-02T01:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T01:51:53.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I shall hence convince myself that time will heal itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have finally finally finally gotten my FEILUNHAI XIEZHENJI. Otherwise known as HAI JIAO - LE YUAN (Fei Lun Hai). The pictures inside are really nice! Calvin is so handsome okay. XD And the DVD that comes along with it; what can I say? Fahrenheit never fails to bring a smile to my face every time I watch a show/clip that has them in it. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So I survived the first week of term three. I still havent adjusted back to that 5.45am-wake-up-now routine. Poof. And I have homework that I havent finished. But yeah, term three's not much different from before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need more happiness in my life. Or else I might just collapse and die one day. Or become really emo cos I tend to think too much. When I'm alone, my mind just wanders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yep. Back to relaxing before going back to homework. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-6369593981732202988?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/6369593981732202988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=6369593981732202988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/6369593981732202988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/6369593981732202988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-shall-hence-convince-myself-that-time.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-7980676103429077371</id><published>2007-06-24T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T05:49:47.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hence shall now announce a very sad news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW IS THE START OF TERM THREE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bursts out in tears-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is the even sadder news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT IS LESS THAN TWELVE HOURS AWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wails-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But let us all be very OPTIMISTIC and look at it this way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LET'S ENJOY THE LAST ELEVEN HOURS OF HOLIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the end of my post. I'm going to start becoming busy. Poof, so here comes my half-hiatus-half-active time of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel's going on a journeyyyy! To Chinese 'O's and EOYs and nice results at the end of the year! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-7980676103429077371?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/7980676103429077371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=7980676103429077371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/7980676103429077371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/7980676103429077371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-hence-shall-now-announce-very-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-6728923369605095417</id><published>2007-06-20T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T20:56:27.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LSBC CHURCH CAMP 2007: RE-ENCOUNTERING GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's only one thing I can say: WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our speaker Pastor Mike Connell is really one of our best camp speakers ever! I felt the Holy Spirit every single day in the camp. The atmosphere was just so wonderful! And everyone really desired for more of God. Due to Pastor Mike's inspirations maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUNDAY (DAY ONE)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father's Day! Set off early early early in the morning, at about 9am? But before that there was service too. So yep, boarded the coach and set off towards Berjaya Times Square, Kuala Lumpur!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached KL only at about 8pm plus because the coach company had some misunderstanding with the sub-contractor, so the coach was LATE. And believe it or not, I actually maxed out the battery of my mp3. Which doesnt usually happen in one day. XD Went for dinner at the hotel. It was sumptuous okay! I love chocolate cake. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No message that night, but we had worship. And after that Vicky and I went down to the shopping centre to buy supper! To our horror (actually mine) the 7-eleven was already closed! It's supposed to be 24 hour right... But it was closed at like 11pm plus! So sad. So Vicky ended up buying KFC. Which I koped. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MONDAY (DAY TWO)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast in the morning was nice too! Lyn and I kind of overslept cos we slept really late the previous day. Truth is, we overslept every single day there! Sleeping late doesnt do alot of help lah. Drank coffee, which was actually not very nice lah. Bland. But it kept me awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Message one was on Disappointment. Pastor Mike talked about disappointment and the steps to getting out of disappointment. There was so much knowledge that I gathered from his messages. Like I kept on taking notes. XD Discussion with lovable TIMESTWO afterwards was great! Oh man the guys in TimesTwo are really funny and lame and all. Shared quite alot. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch. There was chocolate pudding! &lt;3 About 3/4 of all those there went out for Altar Call. I was really touched by the overwhelming presence of God. Friends got delivered from their addictions, evil spirits in their lives, and were deeply cleansed. Me too. I got slain. And received a word from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My purpose in life is to be a MUSICIAN. To use my musical gifts to bring others to Christ. I want to serve God and reach out to my prebeliever friends in school! I will use my musical gifts to touch others and bring them to God. Dinner. Then worship and message two! On Being Baptized In The Holy Spirit. Basically Pastor Mike gave us some examples of encounters with God in the Bible and Jesus' Promise to us. There was an Altar Call for those who wanted to receive the gift of tongues, and Hanyu went up. And I think she got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TUESDAY (DAY THREE)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up late again. (: Had breakfast, coffee again. (: Then had worship! Oh yah, we also had this morning exercise called Morning Glory, but the camp comm made a typo mistake in the camp booklet and the exercise turned out to by Morning GORY. What a typo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had message three! Pastor Mike talked about Freedom Encounters in the Bible as well as simple steps to set us free from all our problems and sort. Pastor Mike also told us about the different ways that demons could get into our lives, which was previously shared about by Uncle Daniel Lim during Youth Ablaze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch out. Went to a food court in Berjaya Times Square; and I had Italian food! Which rocks! I like the cream haha. Whoops. I'm supposed to be losing weight. XP Okay then after that Daddy was "paid" to go with the four little girls (Lyn and her three friends, all under 12 years old) to the Indoor Amusement Park! And I was pulled along too. Actually I wanted to go lah. XD So I was like the DAJIE among the little girls. Whoosh. Mummy and the other adults went shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Amusement Park was not too bad lah! I've been there before in P6 (Went there for church camp also) but then I was too short that time to take most of the rides... HUMPH. So now I'm tall enough! And I took most of the rides that the little girls took lah. They are really hyper man! I feel like I'm getting old when I'm around them. Met some Sec Ones and Twos with their cell leader there. Yep. I took the roller coaster TWICE. It's quite shiok lah. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner. NO CHOCOLATE CAKE. ): But I still managed to stay awake lah. And I got high by other means. Because it was HOLY SPIRIT NIGHT!!! -High- After some worship, Pastor Mike just started describing some specific needs and asked for these people to come out and be prayed for. Hanyu and I were like just, "Oh wow." I could really feel the presence of God in the function room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Pastor Mike started calling out different groups of people with needs ranging from deliverance to healing. And so many people went out. But I didnt really feel the Holy Spirit prompting me to go out, so I just stayed at the back and prayed in tongues. During the deliverance part, there were many many people who screamed and shouted when Pastor Mike was praying. And these sounds sounded devillish okay. According to Abigail my cell mate, she just opened her mouth, and it came out. And it's not her. Doesnt sound like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, I went to the Children's Room, where they were having their own Holy Spirit Night with Pastor Nicholas. I saw Lyn standing there, shivering all over, crying, and prayed for her. I knew that she was encountering God too. She received the gift of tongues, and I heard later on that she was slain too. I love her so much. &lt;333 And Hanyu also got the gift of tongues, very surely! Vanessa and Isabel (my two Sec Two god-sisters) were also delivered and healed. And two cell mates got the gift of tongues too yeah? PRAISE GOD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God was really working in that place. The presence of God was just so strong. The last call by Pastor Mike was for everyone. He wanted to anoint all of us with oil and asked for the Holy Spirit to come upon us. I felt the Holy Spirit so strongly that I fell. I feel renewed and like my life has changed. I've changed because I've been rebaptized with the Holy Spirit. It's in me now. And I'm enjoying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think everyone basked in the glorious presence of God that night. PRAISE GOD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEDNESDAY (DAY FOUR)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up really late! And there was cell breakfast okay. Whoosh so went down like half-awake. And found out I was the only girl there! The others came later. After breakfast there was the Kid's Item! Pastor Nicholas is actually better than I thought! Lyn was so active! And I like one of their songs. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the last message of the camp; message four on Productivity. Pastor Mike spoke on The Parable Of The Talents, a prophetic parable. He inspired me to fulfil my purpose on Earth; which is to further the Kingdom Of God! Was really touched. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch and Home Sweet Home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This marks the end of Church Camp 2007. RE-ENCOUNTERING GOD.&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So no matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;What they say they can't take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;My Jesus away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Woo-wah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kid's song that I like! The actions are cute too. XD&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;A last word: Fahrenheit needs deliverance. Pastor Mike should go look for them. (Cos he works in Taiwan)&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;For we are God's workmanship,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;created in Christ Jesus to do good works,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;which God prepared in advance for us to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Ephesians 2:10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-6728923369605095417?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/6728923369605095417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=6728923369605095417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/6728923369605095417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/6728923369605095417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/06/lsbc-church-camp-2007-re-encountering.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-288331585087907517</id><published>2007-06-15T00:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T00:37:29.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay can you let me be for this post? Just for this post only. Cos I'm pretty zi high now.&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE NO HARD FEELINGS OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was browsing blogs just now, I realised that there's quite alot of people who havent finished homework yet, and some havent even started. And then I woke up to the fact that I finished all my homework already! Okay most of it. Fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's like why does everyone leave holiday homework to the last ten days in the hols? And they still complain there's not enough time to finish homework or there's too much homework? Like HUH?! I thought that holiday homework should be finished in like the first one or two weeks of hols... Then after that relax!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then now when I'm free no one else is. (WE HAVE HOMEWORK TO DO YOU KNOW!) So here I am watching youtube cos I dont really have the stress of homework left on me. I'm laughing and zi-highing about Calvin Chen Yi Ru. What a thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my daddy for pushing pushing pushing me to do my homework the past two weeks. So I can relax now. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm xin zai le huo-ing. Forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll be overseas in Church Camp from 17 June to 20 June! I'm going back to KL again. It's a well-deserved holiday for my hard work the past two weeks. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my friends and classmates who need to finish the homework:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes even if you dont have motivation or inspiration to do homework, just force yourself to lah! It helps to listen to music though. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOUJIAYOUJIAYOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-288331585087907517?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/288331585087907517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=288331585087907517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/288331585087907517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/288331585087907517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/06/okay-can-you-let-me-be-for-this-post.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-4019490150059420613</id><published>2007-06-12T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T01:34:50.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is like quite emo so just let me be first okay. I will talk about other stuff later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. So I cried. As in really cried. I cried out every single thing that has been hurting me for the past term. And it's not academic. I just cried cos yeah I was already crying. And I couldnt stop. So I cried even more loh. I guess everything was just weighing down so hard, and I already had spent so long trying to keep everything in... Thinking it would all go away if I stayed happy. Apparently not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway crying's actually quite relieving cos I felt much much better after I stopped. It's like all the problems in life, school, friends... Every single thing that I've forced myself to be optimistic about, the optimism just failed me. But now I'm really better, and I want to smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall return to being that OPTIMISTIC and SUMMERY girl that's random and lame and crappy. I shall return to being who I am. ME. This is me. Welcome to my world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I shall stop being emo already. This has been an emo term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MING TIAN HUI GENG HAO DE! (dont understand nevermind. XD)&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;NOW THE HAPPINESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with mummy yesterday! Window shopped. And ate alot. Cos whenever we go out, if it's not shopping, then it's eating! YAY. I got my PLAY magazine! The June one. The Fahrenheit cover one. XDD Oh yah, June's Play magazine has FOUR different covers! Fahrenheit, SHE, Tank and Angela Zhang, and Huan Huan Ai! (new show starring Mike He, Rainie Yang and Wang Chuan Yi!) Which is really alot cos usually there'll only be one or at most two. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Then went to STARBUCKS. Haha. Drank hot chocolate and ate eclair. Yes, I know I need to lose weight. Aww just let me enjoy first lah. I cried so badly the previous night okay. I need this kind of things to make me happyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep so bonding session with mummy over! XD Haha. XP And I must finish watching KO One Disc 7 and 8 by tomoro. Bonding session with GER on Thursday! (Yes I know. ANOTHER ONE.) I know I've been to her house countless times. And I still cant flush her toilet. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I shall go back to my zuo wen lah. BYEEE.&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[edit]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am done with my zuo wen! WHEEE. XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay now to ZHONGJIYIBAN! &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily has camp.&lt;br /&gt;Abby is busy.&lt;br /&gt;Ger is busy. WATCHING TEEVEE.&lt;br /&gt;Zhuwei. I dunno where's Zhuwei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH I'M BORED. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[/edit]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-4019490150059420613?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/4019490150059420613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=4019490150059420613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/4019490150059420613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/4019490150059420613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/06/this-is-like-quite-emo-so-just-let-me.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-8253091806862761790</id><published>2007-06-10T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T03:57:44.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay. Was deeply touched by God today. I think Uncle Daniel's message today was really good and it poked the deepest darkest part of my heart. It's kind of like a void in my spiritual life that I've been trying to fill... With those pretty dumb wishes of wanting to have someone that can take care of me and sorts, like a boyfriend? I'm not boy crazy but yeah, I was like going through a period of my life where I was pretty angsty and all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I just hope that's part of growing up. Cos I dont want to live my teenage years as an angsty and the-world-is-just-against-me girl. I admit I have thought about hating the world, hating myself, cooping myself up and turning all emo. But yeah, I've successfully overcome that phase! YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So right now I want to reaquire that thrist for God, that desire for more of Him. I'm a second-generation Christian (meaning I grew up in a Christian family) so I kind of never really experienced the fire of a person just come to Christ. BUT. I no longer want to be a second-generation Christian! I want to desire for God and experience Him for myself, and not just listen to the wonderful experiences that my elders and leaders have encountered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read in a story before that God does not have grandchildren. Meaning that you are not a Christian just because your parents are. Similarly, I do not want to be a Christian just because my parents are. I want to experience, encounter and cling on to God for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to draw near to God.&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;HIS LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Your light is over me, flooding over me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;The night is lifted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Heaven over me, flooding over me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I can't contain it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;My cup overflows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;My cup overflows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Praise the Lord with all my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Praise Him for He has done great things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;His banner over me is love, His love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;His banner over me is love, His love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You brought the sunshine in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;And turned the night to day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You made the shadows flee away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You opened up my eyes&lt;br /&gt;To a new and living way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;The dawning of a brand new day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is my God given life;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I'm going to live it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;GOD'S WAY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-8253091806862761790?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/8253091806862761790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=8253091806862761790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/8253091806862761790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/8253091806862761790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/06/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-7743330380721998528</id><published>2007-06-08T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T01:48:03.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay this is just one of the afternoons where I just wanna kill someone and chop off his head. Then maybe dissect him or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying very very very hard to finish HCL homework. LIKE BLAH. I have absolutely no inspiration for compo. And I wrote total crap for the gong han. &gt;.&lt; I shall go do that paper two thingy now. Sheesh. I really hope it doesnt kill me. So back to homework. I have to do backup tomorrow. And I cant find anyone to replace that friend of mine. BOO.&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And yes, I'm irritated by all this lah. I mean, at least when I missed backups I had valid reasons. This time? What's your reason? "I'm not coming to church anymore." What a reason. Do you think it's feasible? Obviously not. To me at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why are all my church buddies who grew up with me starting to have less interest in church? Why are some of them already giving up on what they've grown up with? Why this kind of ending to your life? Why is the fire no longer there? Has church become like a routine, no longer a neccessity? Why do you think of church as being cooped up like chickens? Do you really think that if you leave church you'll be free?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh grow up please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-7743330380721998528?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/7743330380721998528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=7743330380721998528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/7743330380721998528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/7743330380721998528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/06/okay-this-is-just-one-of-afternoons.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-1256700383934730412</id><published>2007-06-06T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T04:03:27.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ARGH. I'm taking a break from the freaking lit homework. It's like quite irritating lah. Five whole long sections of MSD plot puzzle plus quotes. I'm done with two. BOO. Thank God for computers. Or else I'd have died long long time ago due to overstress on my right hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I guess I shall take a break from Lit lah. For now. Shall go do English. Which seems easy cos I havent taken a good look at it yet. And I havent even started on Chem and HCL. Oh man my time is running out. I want to watch KO One next week! Which is my only free week lah. )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Off to do English then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my sleep back. XD And time to finish my homework. Oh well. No Band for a week. XD&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[edit]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES I'M DONE. With LIT. XDD And English too. Okayyy. So my homework is a little more cleared already. GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advice: Get lit cleared like really quickly. Cos it's really ALOT. I spent at least six hours on the darned thing. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yep! After dinner it's back to homework - Book review!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOU JIAYOU JIAYOU MEL! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[/edit]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-1256700383934730412?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/1256700383934730412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=1256700383934730412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/1256700383934730412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/1256700383934730412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/06/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-1346203550807761067</id><published>2007-06-06T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T06:43:55.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH MAN. I love this blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Welcome to my world. Which is full of music. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-1346203550807761067?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/1346203550807761067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=1346203550807761067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/1346203550807761067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/1346203550807761067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/06/oh-man.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-8350097599805160465</id><published>2007-06-06T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T06:17:21.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>谢谢你的温柔&lt;br /&gt;S.H.E. 飞轮海&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谢谢你如此温柔&lt;br /&gt;捧着爱情静静等候&lt;br /&gt;我的双手&lt;br /&gt;其实同样在颤抖&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但我能给你什么&lt;br /&gt;我只是一个他遗忘的我&lt;br /&gt;心被一扫而空&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我会把你种在我心中&lt;br /&gt;也许某天会终于&lt;br /&gt;再次长出一个梦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知道不明了不想要&lt;br /&gt;为什么我的心&lt;br /&gt;明明是想靠近&lt;br /&gt;却孤单到黎明&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知道不明了不想要&lt;br /&gt;为什么我的心&lt;br /&gt;那爱情的绮丽&lt;br /&gt;总是在孤单里&lt;br /&gt;再把我的最好的爱给你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谢谢你如此温柔&lt;br /&gt;点着笑容的灯火&lt;br /&gt;只温暖而不打扰我的寒冬&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还没决定往哪走&lt;br /&gt;才所以不能答应你陪我&lt;br /&gt;怕你会变成我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我会把你种在我心中&lt;br /&gt;也许某天会终于&lt;br /&gt;再次长出一个梦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知道不明了不想要&lt;br /&gt;为什么我的心&lt;br /&gt;明明是想靠近&lt;br /&gt;却孤单到黎明&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知道不明了不想要&lt;br /&gt;为什么我的心&lt;br /&gt;那爱情的绮丽&lt;br /&gt;总是在孤单里&lt;br /&gt;再把我的最好的爱给你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知道不明了不想要&lt;br /&gt;为什么我的心&lt;br /&gt;明明是想靠近&lt;br /&gt;却孤单到黎明&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知道不明了不想要&lt;br /&gt;为什么我的心&lt;br /&gt;那爱情的绮丽&lt;br /&gt;总是在孤单里&lt;br /&gt;再把我的最好的爱给你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谢谢你如此温柔&lt;br /&gt;点着笑容的灯火&lt;br /&gt;只温暖而不打扰我的寒冬&lt;br /&gt;还没决定往哪走&lt;br /&gt;才所以不能答应你陪我&lt;br /&gt;怕你会变成我&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;I love this song. ALOT. XD It is my current favourite song lah. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's on SHE's latest album, PLAY. Okay I admit that the chorus part, sang by Fahrenheit, isnt really that good, at least compared to the original version by Mayday. But SHE's part really rocks and I love the whole song cos of that. XD Not to mention Calvin is the main for the MV lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a freaking flu again. Every now and then I'll cough and spit out abit of watery (that's what the doctor said!) phlegm... And that nasal spray the doctor gave me is not bad leh! At least my ears and nose are cleared and I can BREATHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I might not be going to school tomoro. XD I have MC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are School Holidays for? For teachers to torture us with endless lessons and endless homework. And there's Band too. But I love Band. It's destressing. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay going to do my homework now. WHAT A HOLIDAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-8350097599805160465?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/8350097599805160465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=8350097599805160465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/8350097599805160465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/8350097599805160465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/06/s.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-4326136730991688466</id><published>2007-06-03T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T01:19:49.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back from SUNWAY LAGOON. Yeah it was pretty fun and I got a nice tan. But I want to be darker. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been like crazy over KO One for the past few days. No it is not my first time watching the show. It's my second. But the first time was spent basically deciding who I like most: Jiro or Calvin. So yeah, this time, when I've got the whole thing sorted out, I just went totally crazy over Calvin. And abit of Aaron. (Emily Tan please start getting happy now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I guess that watching KO One has brought me some relaxation from the hectic school life. I have started on homework. XD Haha. KO One just let me relax and not think about any conflict or problems that I have lah. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can now officially declare that I'm not emo anymore now. And I've matured lah. Was pretty emo and thinking alot one night in Sunway, but yeah I've gotten over it. XD So I'm back to my happy self. KAIXINGUO. XD aka Pistachio Nut. (Really! That's what it's called!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch POTC again. And THE LAST MIMZY is nice too! Science fiction kind of movie. I like. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I have to go back to my homework. (LIT) Sigh. After I finish this, it's back to ZHONG JI YI BANNNNN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously think I'm in love with Wang Ya Se okay. Direct translation: Arthur Wang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although Arthur Wang makes me go, "Oh man! What a name."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wang Ya Se still sounds nicer. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, Ding Xiao Yu's cuteeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-4326136730991688466?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/4326136730991688466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=4326136730991688466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/4326136730991688466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/4326136730991688466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-back-from-sunway-lagoon.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-1826868657819694560</id><published>2007-05-29T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T23:03:30.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAY. I'm here at my blog. Actually I'm at the airport now using the free internet service. XD My dad is in the lounge with my sis lah; apparently you only can bring in one person along with the member. Oh well. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be flying a 45 min flight to KL soon. And now I have to go and find my mummy. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont miss me okay? I'll be back in a few dayyys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-1826868657819694560?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/1826868657819694560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=1826868657819694560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/1826868657819694560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/1826868657819694560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/05/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-5380849441433480460</id><published>2007-05-26T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T07:44:28.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay hello. Was back from POP like on Friday but only have time to blog now lah. XD And I'll do up the blogskin later or something. Cos I have church in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POP was really fun! I'm quite okay with the posts that my squadmates have gotten. Congrats! And I hope that we can all strive for the best and lead the band well together! JIAYOU YELLOWS! When we pass out next year, I wish that we will be remember as a fun but good batch of seniors! Even though I didnt get a post, but I'll still support the new leaders and do my part in the band! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REDs played Phantom Of The Opera as their last song! It rocked okay. I thoroughly enjoyed it lah. NICE. Exchanged prezzies! I got quite alot lah. Seniors and Juniors are nice lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the whole exchanging of prezzies and all, Weiling Lijie and me rushed off to Costa Sands Chalet! Downtown East. We set up the bbq with the help of Daddy (thanks Daddy!) and started cooking the food. XD Yep I think there was enough food for all of us! Our cooking rocks lah. (: Talked alot as we ate... And I found out quite abit from Yanzhu about stuff. Shant say what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched movies! Then slept until the next morning. Which we slacked our time off in the chalet waiting for 10.30am to come. After which four of us went off to Elysia's condo! It's really nice lah. Big loh! Watched like half an episode of KO One there. Oh I miss that show. XD Then went to Taka Crystal Jade for lunch! They have so many different types of Crystal Jade; it's confusing loh! Then shopped and slacked. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to VJC for MAJESTIA XXII! Saw Phyllinda playing the horn there. XD And after the concert I made a decision. I am going to be there, in that hall, sitting on that stage, holding my french horn, playing for Majestia XXIV and XXV! I will be okay. My goal is now officially VJC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's the end of POP. ): I still cant believe Yanzhu's leaving us le.&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;SONIC EDGE BAND came to LSBC Youth Ablaze on Saturday! They like totally rock okay! Their music is so good! And their songs are touching. Really touching. They make me hunger more for God. I bought their CD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonic Edge has taught me that no matter how horrible your life is, there will always be God. He's someone you can lean on as a kaoshan! And the thing is, my life isnt as bad as their two guitarists loh. So yeah, I shall appreciate life and love God more. &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. Their bassist is quite cute. ((:&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday watched PIRATES OF THE CARRIBEAN: AT WORLD'S END! Or in short POTC: AWE! It was really nice! I like Orlando Bloom. XD He's so shuai okay. And his chest is nice haha. But the ending between Will Turner and Elizabeth Swann is so bittersweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Davy Jones has been killed. So has Lord Beckett. I enjoy the movie cos they've been killed. No more bad guys standing in the way of Jack Sparrow and the rest of them! And like all of them became Captains?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've really got to watch this movie loh! Really. The music totally rocks okay! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch POTC for Orlando Bloom and the music. XD&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;End of blogpost! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going on holiday from 30 May to 2 June! Shall blog again when I return! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-5380849441433480460?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/5380849441433480460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=5380849441433480460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/5380849441433480460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/5380849441433480460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/05/okay-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>*jIeYiNg*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12278966616291562325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80608275354470227.post-3535626544631845066</id><published>2007-05-21T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T07:12:58.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heyyo. XD</title><content type='html'>Heyyo. I finally decided to get myself back to Blogger. Oh well. It seems like I cant pull myself away from the bloghost that I've hosted my blogs at since Sec One. It kind of sticks sometimes you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway whatever that happened today really made me think alot. So yeah. I think you all quite good loh. Talk until make me think like that. It's kind of pretty impossible lah. Cos my thinking is usually sparked off by my own reflection and stuff lah. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so once again I will confide, seek advice, vent anger, go high, do random stuff, crap here in a blogger blog. XD Be happy people, I finally can start linking all of you again. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/80608275354470227-3535626544631845066?l=thenextrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/3535626544631845066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=80608275354470227&amp;postID=3535626544631845066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/3535626544631845066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/80608275354470227/posts/default/3535626544631845066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenextrainbow.blogspot.com/2007/05/heyyo-xd.html' title='Heyyo. 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