<?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-28120252</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:18:49.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RaCheL</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairfieldprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28120252/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairfieldprincess.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>fairfieldprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433354506141540637</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>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28120252.post-116401616152173579</id><published>2006-11-20T01:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T01:55:18.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;aah this is so sad cos life is so mediocre,no ups and downs and all.sigh lol i know my blog sucks like hell cause i've got like,what,5 entries and not even one photo in my blog,buy hey,i'm trying to make it better okay?:) haha dont know what to say,or write but i'm feeling frustrated cos' i havent bought a single article of clothing and it just bugs me real bad:( lol i need to go SHOPPING!!!!!!!!! haha i'm so sad cause if i'm not wrong,i havent seen ryan thomas for like,2-3 weeks. i really hope to see him this coming week but at the same time i'm confused on what to wear when i go to church.i know i'm supposed to go to church to worship God and all,but i still need to look good yeah?:D haha i cant let him see me looking so SO ugly,but ugh i'm starting to think that maybe.....i dont like him anymore. okay cause i'm sick and tired of this.all of it.like,i want to stop chasing guys.i dont need guys to survive anyway,so i think i'll just chill,go slow,do some self improvements and get to know more ppl before i start falling for another guy all over again! lol(^^, ) oh well,gtg,my mom's on my back again.ugh.&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/28120252-116401616152173579?l=fairfieldprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairfieldprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/116401616152173579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28120252&amp;postID=116401616152173579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28120252/posts/default/116401616152173579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28120252/posts/default/116401616152173579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairfieldprincess.blogspot.com/2006/11/aah-this-is-so-sad-cos-life-is-so.html' title=''/><author><name>fairfieldprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433354506141540637</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-28120252.post-116029848664083665</id><published>2006-10-08T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T02:00:52.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i've made up my mind!</title><content type='html'>i've made up my mind!(^^,)i chose ryan thomas.not isaac.well,yeah,cause i sorta find isaac boring.like,quiet.i mean,he's a great guy and all,but maybe...he just doesnt work for me.i want a more talkative,optimistic guy with a sense of humor whom i can relate to,talk to,and he must be able to understand me,why i am the way i am,make me feel secure,happy most of the time but sensitive and serious when he needs to be,a gentleman.thats what i'm looking for in a guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28120252-116029848664083665?l=fairfieldprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairfieldprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/116029848664083665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28120252&amp;postID=116029848664083665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28120252/posts/default/116029848664083665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28120252/posts/default/116029848664083665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairfieldprincess.blogspot.com/2006/10/ive-made-up-my-mind.html' title='i&apos;ve made up my mind!'/><author><name>fairfieldprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433354506141540637</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-28120252.post-115993950919931367</id><published>2006-10-03T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T01:56:59.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad,and emotionally tired.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my grandfather passed away on the 29th of september.was quite a shock but after awhile i guess it was kinda like okay.but the pain,sadness and shit came back when i saw him being cremated.uncles and aunts were shouting,screaming and crying when they saw the coffin.at the service,i sang amazing grace for my grandfather.i missed him.and it stung even more when my uncle delivered the message about my grandfather,how much he has suffered cause he had to feed 12 people including my grandmother and himself and the children(btw,my grandparents had 10 children),how my grandfather ate only 1 pao a day just to scrimp and save to buy food for his children.people were crying even more when they saw the coffin moving towards the cremating thingy and my uncle was like shouting,"papa i love you" and another uncle was like,"jesus please save my father" its was like so sad.&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/28120252-115993950919931367?l=fairfieldprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairfieldprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/115993950919931367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28120252.post-115849443143307263</id><published>2006-09-17T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T01:56:32.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>still thinking about him</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm still thinking about him.the guy i'll date.not sure if it's isaac.i'm kinda interested in this guy frm my church.his name is ryan thomas.god he's so hot.but i don't know if he's interested in me.i've nvr even spoken to him before!haha but i wish someone'll just intro us..and he'll start falling for me.(^^,)but that's just me dreaming.lols.sigh.waiting for my guy to just walk pass and brighten my life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-28120252.post-115416877786094920</id><published>2006-07-29T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T03:26:17.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE WORST DAY OF MY LIFE.EVER.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;urgh.today,is officially &lt;strong&gt;THE WORST&lt;/strong&gt; day of my life.ever.okay today was supposed to be like the best day that ever existed but like it just turned around and got worse.i was supposed to go to youth service with meatball,aiwen and kok,but then when i was just about to step out of the house to go for tuition b4 i meet them i realised that my shoe SNAPPED [hey tht pair wasn't some lousy old thing okay i just got them at tangs studio] and i couldn't wear that pair and i painted my nails just to match that pair of sandals to go with my outfit and i was like,okay,fine,nvm this isn't the worst of the worst yet and then i looked around and realised that i had no other pair that matched my oufit so i started panicking and then i had no choice but to wear my mom's high heels which made me look like i was like 23 when i'm only 13 and it was STILLETOS,for crying out loud.and then i walked halfway and it started raining and pouring down on me!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i was like wet and walking in the rain in high heels,no less.and oh GREAT.i was late for tuition by half an hour.After my tuition i recieved this call frm my &lt;strong&gt;MOM &lt;/strong&gt;and got a big fat scolding cause i wore her high heels paired with a denim skirt and she was like saying that i looked like some "bar girl" [that was a direct quote from my mom] and men would take advantage of me and you know the type.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;that's not all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;and then i found out that youth service was cancelled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;oh freak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28120252-115416877786094920?l=fairfieldprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairfieldprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/115416877786094920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28120252&amp;postID=115416877786094920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahas yesterday me, aiwen and ivin hump went to great world city to eat after school and we took bus no. 33 to the bus stop right ouside tiong bahru plaza and we were supposed to take bus 16 from there but then ivin told me and aiwen tht no need to take bus lar save money,we should WALK there but for some stupid reason we listened to him and ended up WALKING for half an hour all the way to GREAT WORLD CITY!!!wa lau that dumb idiot.it was like so tiring lar i know he's like from track and field but i totally suck in pe and it was like SO hot the sun was practically burning into my skin,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but anyway it was like quite fun lar cause we sang christian songs all the way and scream and shout like mad ppl.lols!and we had this lame jellibean competition[HA HA].it's like aiwen gave me and ivin 4 jellibeans each lar and 1,2,3! we had to see who could finish eating the jellibeans first.lols.usually i won but then ivin learnt my strategy and copied me so yeah sometimes he won too lar...when we reached there we went to mcdonalds to eat and walau that was like the funniest time ever coz we played with fries and our food and laughed like nobody's business:))ivin dumped my whole burger into his coke:))))))hahahahahhaahs...we only went there for like 1 hour and then me and aiwen had to go home already lor so like no point but whatever,and then we realised and found out tht we had no idea how to go home and ivin also didn't noe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;walau.so we had to take a cab to tiong bahru mrt and btake a train all the way back to bukit batok mrt...so yeah tht's all.bb...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;urgh oh btw ppl actually told me that my blog sucks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cause i hardly ever update it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lols whatever oh well i'll work on that to improve my blog larh okayys whatever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28120252-115389017476990908?l=fairfieldprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairfieldprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/115389017476990908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28120252&amp;postID=115389017476990908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28120252/posts/default/115389017476990908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28120252/posts/default/115389017476990908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairfieldprincess.blogspot.com/2006/07/stupid-ivin.html' title='stupid ivin'/><author><name>fairfieldprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433354506141540637</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-28120252.post-114861852510501007</id><published>2006-05-25T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T02:58:28.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the ups and downs of my life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ohmygosh,i totallly can't wait!!i'm going to czech republic and finland with my school's choir,in like,11 more days!this is gonna be SO terrific!whoo!!hahas...cause it's like,7 days without parents and well,it's just gonna be great!but yeah,the whole choir is rather worried and everything cause my conductress says that we are not up to standard yet and that CHIJ St Nicholas and Anderson's choir are way better than us...and she[my conductress]is sorta like afraid that our[and her]reputation will be ruined if we don't sing well and produce a breathtaking sound on the competition night...oh,incase you don't know,i'm in a gold with honours choir..so yeah,that's why there's so much pressure...sigh...we're singing 4 songs when we go there...Mamayog akun[it's a Fillipino song,i think],Toki gong[malay or indonesian song],Every new tree,and Duerme Negrito[latin american song]i like mamayog akun and duerme negrito better cause the melody is really sweet...and my school holidays have officially started on tuesday but students had to go back to school on wednesday for a meet the parents session...i'm totally booored...my dad's still on my back about my grades,but there's nothing i can do i guess.i'm gonna be really busy this june,and it's gonna be a BLAST!cause i'm going to some beach resort in phuket when i come back frm czech republic and finland and i've made plans to hang with my primary school friends...miss them alot...i mean,yeah,fairfield's good,but the friends that i have in fairfield cannot be compared with the ones i've known practically all my life.i don't know when i'll get backstabbed,or played out.i don't know how to say this,but...coming into fairfield has opened my eyes and shown me the harsh society out there.even though i don't show it,but i'm scared.ppl in my class are scary.scary in a way that one minute they could be sucking up your ass,acting like they've been friends with you forever,and the next minute,they're badmouthing you.cause that's not your friends.friends are those who stand by you through thick and thin,&amp;amp; are those ppl who know your strenghts and weaknesses and don't condemn you for your weaknesses.friends are the ppl who don't look down on you,instead give you the respect you deserve.friends are the ones who don't compare you and rate you of your worth.because everyone deserves to be respected for one thing or another.and it's really saddening that it's just the first half of the year.just the first half of the year and i saw so many things that i didn't want to see.i saw the people whom i thought i could trust pplaying me out so many times.and by that i mean many many times.i'm just a new girl at a new school.i don't know anyone here.so i make friends.and one by one they play me out.it sucks like hell having people you thought you could trust play you out.and it sucks not to have anyone you can trust.cause this world is an ugly place without friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28120252-114861852510501007?l=fairfieldprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairfieldprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/114861852510501007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28120252&amp;postID=114861852510501007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28120252/posts/default/114861852510501007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28120252/posts/default/114861852510501007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairfieldprincess.blogspot.com/2006/05/ups-and-downs-of-my-life.html' title='the ups and downs of my life.'/><author><name>fairfieldprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433354506141540637</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-28120252.post-114767394863282488</id><published>2006-05-14T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T03:01:16.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Heyys people.....okay...so..first of all,just a little introduction and everything,I'm Rachel.and,I'm from Fairfield Methodist Secondary School.=)This is a new blog that I've created,and...well,I hope you guys(my friends)like it.Today I didn't go for baptism class cause I'm not feeling very well and all...yeah.I'm getting baptised on the 7 May 2006 with my cousins,and I'm really REALLY excited!!!I mean,it's a new life with Christ,and a 180 degree turn away from sins and all those bad stuff out there.My cousins and I have decided that we would like,get this ring and get people to engrave our names and our baptism date on it,which is pretty cool and all.=)lols...I have decided that I don't wanna slack no more,and that i should start doing my hommework and submitting it promptly and on time.I was inspired by a friend.So well,I've got lots to catch up on cause sometimes i don't exactly pay attention in class,and it's really tough to like,get back on track after slacking but oh well.At least I'm trying.Haha.=)oh...gotta go now...have lots of homework to complete.(I'm sure all the readers of this thinks that I'm a nerd or something,but trust me,I'm not.lols.I'm just being a good girl and studying hard so that i can get into ACJC.haha...)okays....bb...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28120252-114767394863282488?l=fairfieldprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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