<?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-8735521168271434492</id><updated>2012-02-17T08:58:46.773+08:00</updated><category term='Holidays'/><category term='Parties'/><category term='sport'/><category term='Tag'/><category term='dad'/><category term='Bento'/><category term='Crafts'/><category term='food'/><category term='Academic'/><category term='Siblings'/><category term='Gifts'/><category term='family'/><category term='Mum'/><category term='Birthdays'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='outings'/><category term='Bits n Pieces'/><category term='experience'/><category term='performance'/><category term='school'/><category term='chess'/><category term='love'/><category term='health'/><category term='Piano'/><title type='text'>RACHEL...</title><subtitle type='html'>INNOCENT LAMB OF GOD... 
He shall feed his flock like a sheperd; he shall gather the lambs with his arm and shall gently lead those that are with young. (Isiah 40:11)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>339</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-7107250101532927050</id><published>2011-12-01T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T09:55:25.751+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bits n Pieces'/><title type='text'>Goodbye My Locks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;Mummy said my hair is getting way too long and wanted to snip it off. She said she can't stand my messy hair-do anymore and wanted it to be short. So its easier for both of us... I was to be mentally prepared for the new look...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;Daddy tagged along on this memorable occasion. From this length to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XPRIn_aXIo8/TuhcIe19kAI/AAAAAAAABvw/UQ_WGnrQ5ns/s1600/IMG_1184-785719.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XPRIn_aXIo8/TuhcIe19kAI/AAAAAAAABvw/UQ_WGnrQ5ns/s320/IMG_1184-785719.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685895830343356418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;...this shoulder length...actually mummy wanted a bob-style, but daddy said its too drastic change and both he and me can't take it. So mummy relented ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HyzNEMxF6SI/TuhcHmFc0XI/AAAAAAAABvY/701Lu047h9Y/s1600/IMG_1185-782130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HyzNEMxF6SI/TuhcHmFc0XI/AAAAAAAABvY/701Lu047h9Y/s320/IMG_1185-782130.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685895815107498354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;...for only a day! We went for another round of hair cut without daddy the next day. This time, mummy got what she wanted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HyzNEMxF6SI/TuhcHmFc0XI/AAAAAAAABvY/701Lu047h9Y/s1600/IMG_1185-782130.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0VRtbo0xVoU/TuhcH3yDQuI/AAAAAAAABvk/imdQSUeln5Y/s1600/IMG_1186-783786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0VRtbo0xVoU/TuhcH3yDQuI/AAAAAAAABvk/imdQSUeln5Y/s320/IMG_1186-783786.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685895819857969890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;It feels funny with my hair so short and suddenly my head becomes so light! It took me a few days before I fell in love with this new hair-do! Its so convenient and easy to manage! But I still miss twirling my long hair some times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-7107250101532927050?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/7107250101532927050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=7107250101532927050' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/7107250101532927050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/7107250101532927050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2011/12/goodbye-my-locks.html' title='Goodbye My Locks...'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XPRIn_aXIo8/TuhcIe19kAI/AAAAAAAABvw/UQ_WGnrQ5ns/s72-c/IMG_1184-785719.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-2013630778238972758</id><published>2011-11-27T09:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T09:47:57.021+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>My First - Flower Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;I was so excited when my uncle told me that I get to be the flower girl on his wedding! Its my first time and its so thrill! Cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--PRItZd3WO0/Two9ta4x_wI/AAAAAAAAByY/aLbWyo3yhzE/s1600/P1070783-721781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--PRItZd3WO0/Two9ta4x_wI/AAAAAAAAByY/aLbWyo3yhzE/s320/P1070783-721781.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695432529284300546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZBfmdjMuQio/Two9t3zFttI/AAAAAAAAByo/r4wuNBJS26c/s1600/P1070786-722912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZBfmdjMuQio/Two9t3zFttI/AAAAAAAAByo/r4wuNBJS26c/s320/P1070786-722912.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695432537045055186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YPaKWEJkxHI/Two9tSDdC3I/AAAAAAAAByQ/TGIpBs6sUxE/s1600/P1070859-720763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YPaKWEJkxHI/Two9tSDdC3I/AAAAAAAAByQ/TGIpBs6sUxE/s320/P1070859-720763.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695432526913145714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-2013630778238972758?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/2013630778238972758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=2013630778238972758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/2013630778238972758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/2013630778238972758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-first-flower-girl.html' title='My First - Flower Girl'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--PRItZd3WO0/Two9ta4x_wI/AAAAAAAAByY/aLbWyo3yhzE/s72-c/P1070783-721781.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-3695286159217005138</id><published>2011-11-21T20:46:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T09:05:08.958+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>The Chess Marathon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today we had our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chesskidz&lt;/span&gt; Marathon. It was SO cool! We played 22 rounds altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first 5 rounds were 'Bullet' which, BTW, means 1-minute game. *(See * at the end of post)I lost almost every single game due to flag drop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next 3 rounds were 5-minute Blitz which, BTW, means 5-minute games.** (See ** at the end of post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won most of the games so it may be just luck or the effort that I spent training has payed off! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! And then we had our Classical game which ,BTW, means that we played 25-minute games. Well, for Classical games it is not easy to win by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Flagdrop&lt;/span&gt; so... ... I kinda lost all the games. See? My words are littered with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Singlish&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Heehee&lt;/span&gt;! But let's get on with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Classical, we played Blindfold. Our Blindfold chess is a game where we don't get to move the pieces immediately. The player have to look at the numbers and letters on the board and say the move without moving it. You have to visualise and it was pretty tough. Well, for most people. I was board 5 and the GM said that players on Board 5 and Board 6 didn't need to play Blindfold chess. That was so sad but I was paired with Jerald for a 15minutes game and I won. At least, it something to cheer about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was Random chess/960 chess. You have to get someone to jumble up the pieces for you and it must be the same position for both Black and White. Then you try and do checkmate from there. It was pretty hard but I managed to get through it somehow. I played with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kota&lt;/span&gt; and he was like super super super super super hard! I complained when I came out of the playing area,"&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; SO HARD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" or " I fed up already &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/em&gt; Don't want to play anymore can or not &lt;em&gt;ah? &lt;/em&gt;Very hard &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;leh&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;/em&gt; But still I did my best and tried like, super hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after Random/960 chess it was (drum roll please... ...) ROTATIONS! I love rotations! Rotations just rocks! Rotations means the whole team lines up from Board 1 to Board 5 (we skipped Board 6) and plays against another team. And when one of the teams has only 1 minute left, the Board 3 player takes over the whole game. And whose team do you think win? My team won! My team won! Well, what can you expect? If not why would I go and mention it? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! I think I'm gonna be out of energy soon so I guess this is officially.... THE END!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rotation Chess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sUtUfY92jxk/Two8QTeVerI/AAAAAAAABw8/368aD32ro5s/s1600/IMG_1092-749363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sUtUfY92jxk/Two8QTeVerI/AAAAAAAABw8/368aD32ro5s/s320/IMG_1092-749363.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695430929566497458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;hope I made the right moves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sUtUfY92jxk/Two8QTeVerI/AAAAAAAABw8/368aD32ro5s/s1600/IMG_1092-749363.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x0CqELckW_Y/Two8QkxswkI/AAAAAAAABxE/xul_gCy-mvs/s1600/IMG_1093-750414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x0CqELckW_Y/Two8QkxswkI/AAAAAAAABxE/xul_gCy-mvs/s320/IMG_1093-750414.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695430934211117634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My team came in 2nd!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KhKa8t41cGo/Two8tb4-OkI/AAAAAAAAByE/ftesUAQHTWw/s1600/IMG_1101-765455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KhKa8t41cGo/Two8tb4-OkI/AAAAAAAAByE/ftesUAQHTWw/s320/IMG_1101-765455.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695431430041909826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d7tD-IwrVoA/Two8RuWalRI/AAAAAAAABxs/i4oxNO9542g/s1600/P1070590-754360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d7tD-IwrVoA/Two8RuWalRI/AAAAAAAABxs/i4oxNO9542g/s320/P1070590-754360.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695430953960903954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My dear trophy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d7tD-IwrVoA/Two8RuWalRI/AAAAAAAABxs/i4oxNO9542g/s1600/P1070590-754360.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uwHv2thigLI/Two8R3G7uhI/AAAAAAAABx0/0Lx_-CHWFwc/s1600/P1070602-755601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uwHv2thigLI/Two8R3G7uhI/AAAAAAAABx0/0Lx_-CHWFwc/s320/P1070602-755601.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695430956311886354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*Those who don't know about chess,when you play chess, you are given a certain amount of time to play your game and you must attack your opponent's king and make sure he has no where to move, then you have won the game. In every game, you will be given the clock with the timing that the people arrange the competition want you to use. Then, if the clock is an analogue clock, it will have a tiny flag at the top and when you use it, the hands of the clock will move and when the minute hand reaches the clock moves past the flag, you have won the game by 'flag drop' (if it happens to your opponent, NOT you) so if the game is 1-minute, you have to move kind of fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;**Those who don't know about chess,when you play chess, you are given a certain amount of time to play your game and you must attack your opponent's king and make sure he has no where to move, then you have won the game. In every game, you will be given the clock with the timing that the people arrange the competition want you to use. Then, if the clock is an analogue clock, it will have a tiny flag at the top and when you use it, the hands of the clock will move and when the minute hand reaches the clock moves past the flag, you have won the game by 'flag drop' (if it happens to your opponent and so NOT you) so if the game is 5-minute, you have to move kind of fast. &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/8735521168271434492-3695286159217005138?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/3695286159217005138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=3695286159217005138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/3695286159217005138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/3695286159217005138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2011/11/chess-marathon.html' title='The Chess Marathon'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sUtUfY92jxk/Two8QTeVerI/AAAAAAAABw8/368aD32ro5s/s72-c/IMG_1092-749363.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-773116333153399193</id><published>2011-11-05T19:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T20:18:54.402+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chess'/><title type='text'>Children's Day Chess Challenge 2011 - SCF</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvrdOg87rxA/TrkvWAz0j2I/AAAAAAAABr0/7l969tk7S2s/s1600/P1070354-728597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672617260870831970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvrdOg87rxA/TrkvWAz0j2I/AAAAAAAABr0/7l969tk7S2s/s320/P1070354-728597.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;On Saturday, I participated in the Children's Day Chess Competition organised by Singapore Chess Federation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played 7 rounds in all. On the first three rounds, before lunch, I lost. But my coach pulled us aside after our lunch and talked to my sis, Nic and me. He said this to me,&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;"Even though you lost in the games before lunch, it is done. Now just forget about it first and play the next 4 rounds."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And looking at the 3 of us, he reminded us &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;"You must be determined to win. If you think that you are going to lose because your opponent looks tough and you think he plays the moves very hard, you will lose.&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also said something that made me very happy, &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;"We wear the Chesskidz t-shirt so that when we lose, we lose together. When we win, we win together &lt;/span&gt;(and, yes, if you haven't already guessed, I am from Chesskidz and Chesskidz is my chess school)" When I heard that, I concentrated really hard in the rest of my games and sat down quietly, which was pretty hard considering the fact that I am pretty much an active and 'can't-sit-still' kind of person. But still, I managed. And believe it or not, I actually... ...(drum-roll please) won the next three rounds!! So happy that I kept jumping around. Big mistake. *sigh* I didn't sit still so my mind wasn't focus while I was playing and I lost the last round. So sad. I wanted to scream, "@#$%@#$%!" But instead, I just sat down and started blaming and scolding myself. So much for my positive attitude during the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fxh9XwIw1S0/TrnMC-zSl4I/AAAAAAAABss/7ggY71Vx7m0/s1600/305403_10150372679088873_741518872_8422964_343894631_n%2B%25282%2529-742687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672789557239781250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fxh9XwIw1S0/TrnMC-zSl4I/AAAAAAAABss/7ggY71Vx7m0/s320/305403_10150372679088873_741518872_8422964_343894631_n%2B%25282%2529-742687.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;I was not expecting anything given that I only won 3 rounds and there are so many players with that score. And so when my name was called during the prize-giving, I did not realised it was ME! The man had to call my names a few times before I finally realised it and went up the stage. I unbelievably won a medal! I was like, yes! And I still couldn't believe it when I looked down at my medal... I was 4th for the girls under 10 category! I was like, cool! I was super, super, super, super, super happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I enjoy this moment...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wRrhBS4T8TQ/TrkvWm6INzI/AAAAAAAABsA/AtqKN2w1Hbk/s1600/P1070375-730272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672617271097833266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wRrhBS4T8TQ/TrkvWm6INzI/AAAAAAAABsA/AtqKN2w1Hbk/s320/P1070375-730272.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I'm 4th from the right. Spot my sister? She was 2nd!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xvaZEEKrt9I/TrkvXJc0CQI/AAAAAAAABsM/qUOXqp4m2io/s1600/P1070387-732014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672617280370116866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xvaZEEKrt9I/TrkvXJc0CQI/AAAAAAAABsM/qUOXqp4m2io/s320/P1070387-732014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;With all the Chesskidz warriors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gsvEA78eC1I/TrkvXcBoLqI/AAAAAAAABsY/Gesu5wDZgtQ/s1600/P1070393-733521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672617285356367522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gsvEA78eC1I/TrkvXcBoLqI/AAAAAAAABsY/Gesu5wDZgtQ/s320/P1070393-733521.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;with my siblings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IGlgfbcI_ps/TrkvVD8cHgI/AAAAAAAABrc/SDNitP0O0UA/s1600/P1070402-724416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672617244532416002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IGlgfbcI_ps/TrkvVD8cHgI/AAAAAAAABrc/SDNitP0O0UA/s320/P1070402-724416.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;My merit medal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j6MWnlwAOms/TrkvWH2eBcI/AAAAAAAABro/R_lepETNUkU/s1600/P1070416-727889.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672617262760986050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j6MWnlwAOms/TrkvWH2eBcI/AAAAAAAABro/R_lepETNUkU/s320/P1070416-727889.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;I learned something from &lt;em&gt;this &lt;/em&gt;competition: To set your mind on what you are doing and be happy together. ( The happy together part was because I met &lt;em&gt;loads&lt;/em&gt; of my friends there.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Well, it looks like I am out of energy so this is officially&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE END.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-773116333153399193?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.singaporechess.org.sg/new/?p=12331' title='Children&apos;s Day Chess Challenge 2011 - SCF'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/773116333153399193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=773116333153399193' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/773116333153399193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/773116333153399193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2011/11/childrens-day-chess-challenge-2011-scf.html' title='Children&apos;s Day Chess Challenge 2011 - SCF'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvrdOg87rxA/TrkvWAz0j2I/AAAAAAAABr0/7l969tk7S2s/s72-c/P1070354-728597.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-2800412356303453336</id><published>2011-10-24T17:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T07:51:04.733+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chess'/><title type='text'>Intra Club Chess Challenge 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;After playing 6 rounds over 3 Mondays, we finally have the winners for each group. I was tied with another girl for the 3rd placing but I won in Blitz and so, I got 3rd for the Under 11 in the Advance group. The teacher-in-charge actually wanted to give us only medal but some girls request it to be trophy and here we have it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;Everyone have a trophy! The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;VP's&lt;/span&gt; speech said that they hope with this small little trophy will spark the fire and spur us on in the bigger arena. Yes, I remember it was a medal I won in this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Intra&lt;/span&gt; Club back in 2009 that stir up my interest in chess and I truly enjoy every Chess lesson and competition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NpjcL6RC2BQ/Trj3NhmS3-I/AAAAAAAABq4/UpYeDqMiFaY/s1600/P1070322-758324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NpjcL6RC2BQ/Trj3NhmS3-I/AAAAAAAABq4/UpYeDqMiFaY/s320/P1070322-758324.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672555542402490338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;I was very happy for my sister too! She is the champion for Under-9 of the Advance group! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CLhbuSNe2nA/Trj3N-AGuTI/AAAAAAAABrI/zqaQef20nCI/s1600/P1070338-759774.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CLhbuSNe2nA/Trj3N-AGuTI/AAAAAAAABrI/zqaQef20nCI/s320/P1070338-759774.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672555550026938674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-2800412356303453336?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/2800412356303453336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=2800412356303453336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/2800412356303453336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/2800412356303453336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2011/10/intra-club-chess-challenge-2011.html' title='Intra Club Chess Challenge 2011'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NpjcL6RC2BQ/Trj3NhmS3-I/AAAAAAAABq4/UpYeDqMiFaY/s72-c/P1070322-758324.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-2610298643663985719</id><published>2011-09-21T08:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T08:51:16.135+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chess'/><title type='text'>Prize Presentation In School</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;This Prize Presentation is for our winning in the &lt;a href="http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2011/09/52nd-national-inter-school-team.html"&gt;National School Chess Team Event&lt;/a&gt;. Our teacher will always get the medals from us and have it presented by the VP again in school. It such a honor to be "crowned" in front of all our school mates.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm in blue T-shirt receiving the medal from our VP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zIJ6oNw4i-w/Two3r3KDtvI/AAAAAAAABv8/mhhPKObTwt8/s1600/P1070003-778764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zIJ6oNw4i-w/Two3r3KDtvI/AAAAAAAABv8/mhhPKObTwt8/s320/P1070003-778764.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695425905443452658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oD60oKLAZz4/Two3r2azowI/AAAAAAAABwI/j4FjUF65ip4/s1600/P1070004-779823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oD60oKLAZz4/Two3r2azowI/AAAAAAAABwI/j4FjUF65ip4/s320/P1070004-779823.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695425905245266690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our School Chess players/ winners...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm 3rd from the left (in blue). meimei is 3rd from the right (in white)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oD60oKLAZz4/Two3r2azowI/AAAAAAAABwI/j4FjUF65ip4/s1600/P1070004-779823.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tRVVX-HGYLw/Two3s-hKqzI/AAAAAAAABwU/tC2uF-AZA5A/s1600/P1070007-783612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tRVVX-HGYLw/Two3s-hKqzI/AAAAAAAABwU/tC2uF-AZA5A/s320/P1070007-783612.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695425924599294770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;A team photo with our VP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tRVVX-HGYLw/Two3s-hKqzI/AAAAAAAABwU/tC2uF-AZA5A/s1600/P1070007-783612.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pry3y2Jlu5Q/Two3tcARwXI/AAAAAAAABwg/5exwsRkWD0w/s1600/P1070017-785348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pry3y2Jlu5Q/Two3tcARwXI/AAAAAAAABwg/5exwsRkWD0w/s320/P1070017-785348.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695425932514410866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bZd93VFSzjo/Two3t6Lu42I/AAAAAAAABws/S0rpLML5NSs/s1600/P1070020-787525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bZd93VFSzjo/Two3t6Lu42I/AAAAAAAABws/S0rpLML5NSs/s320/P1070020-787525.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695425940615521122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&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/8735521168271434492-2610298643663985719?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/2610298643663985719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=2610298643663985719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/2610298643663985719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/2610298643663985719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2011/09/prize-presentation-in-school.html' title='Prize Presentation In School'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zIJ6oNw4i-w/Two3r3KDtvI/AAAAAAAABv8/mhhPKObTwt8/s72-c/P1070003-778764.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-7284630320308802895</id><published>2011-09-10T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T09:52:10.923+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chess'/><title type='text'>52nd National Inter-school Team Championship 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;The long awaited National Inter-School Team Chess Championship is finally here! I was so looking forward to it but.....since the coach placed me as reserve under the U11 team A, I hardly got a chance to play until the very last round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HnqnxjLZSjY/Tm6zV5OxVbI/AAAAAAAABqQ/cDsiX-DOOxk/s1600/P1060770-719468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HnqnxjLZSjY/Tm6zV5OxVbI/AAAAAAAABqQ/cDsiX-DOOxk/s320/P1060770-719468.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651651771117950386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7p2dMMN_v9k/Tm6zWC_l1zI/AAAAAAAABqY/4vsK9nEzuhk/s1600/P1060784-720099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7p2dMMN_v9k/Tm6zWC_l1zI/AAAAAAAABqY/4vsK9nEzuhk/s320/P1060784-720099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651651773738637106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U11 girls team A (without our team captain cos she went off for lunch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uOOoaoDs-ms/Tm6zWTgAiQI/AAAAAAAABqg/4Ph2yp2s16w/s1600/P1060795-720893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uOOoaoDs-ms/Tm6zWTgAiQI/AAAAAAAABqg/4Ph2yp2s16w/s320/P1060795-720893.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651651778169571586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;Group photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gbL088-uY0g/Tm6zWv34O_I/AAAAAAAABqo/cX7soX1-4zc/s1600/P1060798-722331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gbL088-uY0g/Tm6zWv34O_I/AAAAAAAABqo/cX7soX1-4zc/s320/P1060798-722331.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651651785785883634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;Parents were invited to take the group picture. Spot mummy? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;..she was the talk of the town that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Throughout the competition, I kept bugging the coach and mummy to let me play but since the team is doing well, the coach did not want to change. Mummy told me that this is a team competition and we have to learn to work as a team and not for personal interest. I relented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my chance came at the last round, I was very excited and nervous too. Mummy didn't want me to play cos both my personal coach and her felt that I'm too "cold" to play in the last round. But 1 of my team mate is not performing and there's no way she can play and win, so the school coach decided to place me in. At least I might have a chance to win but I let her down... I was sad and felt very bad as I had lost a point for my team but my teammates were very nice and comforted me saying that its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; as it makes no different with my 1 point because even if I had won, we will still be half a point less than the champion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1vDuu_lS884/Tm6zWycwBfI/AAAAAAAABqw/_ZrRczplh9Q/s1600/P1060827-723129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1vDuu_lS884/Tm6zWycwBfI/AAAAAAAABqw/_ZrRczplh9Q/s320/P1060827-723129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651651786477405682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So we got 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; position in the National Inter School but Champion in the Zonal category! Our team got 2 medals each..something I don't deserve to have since I only played 1 round and lost. But everyone said I am part of the team and I deserve every single bits of it. Thanks mates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5yfm1aWhcw8/Tm6zVj1DDvI/AAAAAAAABqI/Q7W9bX1L7sY/s1600/ASIMG_4543_edited-1-718167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5yfm1aWhcw8/Tm6zVj1DDvI/AAAAAAAABqI/Q7W9bX1L7sY/s320/ASIMG_4543_edited-1-718167.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651651765372915442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&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/8735521168271434492-7284630320308802895?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/7284630320308802895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=7284630320308802895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/7284630320308802895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/7284630320308802895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2011/09/52nd-national-inter-school-team.html' title='52nd National Inter-school Team Championship 2011'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HnqnxjLZSjY/Tm6zV5OxVbI/AAAAAAAABqQ/cDsiX-DOOxk/s72-c/P1060770-719468.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-6070110403217553211</id><published>2011-09-07T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T10:52:21.849+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Piano'/><title type='text'>Waltz in A minor</title><content type='html'>Yet to really master this piece but trying. I like this piece because its very nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/u6LLYD4frI0?rel=0" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-6070110403217553211?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/6070110403217553211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=6070110403217553211' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/6070110403217553211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/6070110403217553211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2011/09/waltz-in-minor.html' title='Waltz in A minor'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/u6LLYD4frI0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-1206443438008316212</id><published>2011-08-21T22:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T09:31:23.249+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>2nd Swensen's Open Rapid Age-Group Chess Championship 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.slide.com/s/pUfk1qDe7z8LSuc9XrX8ITTC-GCIuN6w?referrer=hlnk"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget.slide.com/rdr/1/1/1/W/a0000003308f549/1/40/PKP1IXkjzD9opCQnkZEko15zThHAdrYa.jpg" alt="R 2&amp;lt;span class=" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  On August 2oth, Charmaine, mummy and I flew to KL for our very &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FIRST &lt;/span&gt;overseas chess competition. We were very excited but also nervous. When we arrived at the airport, we took our luggage and headed for the hotel. The hotel was splendid! It had an enormous lift lobby and comfortable chairs that you could sit on while waiting. I thought it was a 5 star hotel until... ... Everything turned my mind inside out.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;We had to wait for a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;loooong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; time before we got attended to at the front desk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The people at the counter took &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; long to give us our room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The room was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sooooo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;small! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The toilet was so stinky and now I thought this was a 1 star hotel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There were only 2 beds and the beds were really tiny so when we wanted to sleep, one of us had to get squashed. I got the longer end of the stick in this case cos Charmaine slept with mummy and I had the entire bed to myself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The soap was the stinkiest soap there could ever be (so whenever I was done showering, I smelt worse than before). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There was no entertainment source so we were bored the whole time and the only thing we could do was to play chess, eat and read the books that I brought along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;There was no hot water shower before 7am and mummy had to endure showering in cold water. We were lucky cos we took our shower after 7am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just before I screamed out the word "BORING!!" Aunty Vivien (our chess's captain) and her daughter cum my best pal, Sarah came to our room to rescue us!  We chatted for a while before heading down to the mall to have our dinner at a Japanese restaurant. After that, we went for some shopping and I bought a key chain for my friend. She was delighted! By then, it was already very late and we were all tired. Thus, we headed back to the hotel, brushed our teeth and slept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The next day was the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BIG DAY!&lt;/span&gt; We were all so excited! But I was shaking. Shaking maybe with fear or maybe with excitement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; At the end of the day, I think I did very well, winning 4 out of 6 games...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the first game;&lt;br /&gt;the second game;&lt;br /&gt;the fourth game; and&lt;br /&gt;the last game (sixth).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Because normally out of 7 games I would only have won 3. Which is worse than the fail mark. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I was ranked 36th out of 141 players and within the top 10 for U10 girls. Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyhow after the games, we had dinner with our friends at a Chinese restaurant before rushing off to the airport.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; During my trip back home on the plane, I thought about everything that had happened. Which was hard to do properly with Charmaine making so much noise and mummy telling me to try and get some sleep cos its a school day the next day. Although I didn't win any medal or trophy, I had gained experience and I looked forward to the next 2 competitions (Inter-School Team Chess Championship) which was on 10th of September and 18th September (Patrick Tay Chess Challenge).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Well, It looks like I'm out of space so this is THE END. *tee hee* ( copied from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Diary of A Wimpy Kid&lt;/span&gt; book)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-1206443438008316212?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/1206443438008316212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=1206443438008316212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/1206443438008316212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/1206443438008316212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2011/08/2nd-swensens-open-rapid-age-group-chess.html' title='2nd Swensen&apos;s Open Rapid Age-Group Chess Championship 2011'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-1371765414212550829</id><published>2011-08-19T09:47:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T22:14:24.366+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Soap Making Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.slide.com/s/DCvTLoCH0z8-m8bNE4Q9anJ1tUgWcxoY?referrer=hlnk"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget.slide.com/rdr/0/1/1/W/a000000330815c3/0/0/UXIekJveIUkX0bAdvJXBvD4RCckGbq2rWz2Wn_qBFeF4D3g3PBxC3GAbtSP4hURfMUGvW--pDO3dXS1F6-hw6zTBdqEiUbjx-k8D/NxVkqI_1j0NGUrghzfMengYi7NDW.jpg" alt="soap" title="soap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We were told to collect used cooking oil in Term 2 for our Soap making project. Cooking oil ..... Soap...? Can't put a link to it? What has cooking oil got to do with soap?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when the day of the soap making project came, then I realised how we can change the oil into soap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Things needed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;  1 empty bottle with a mark of 350ml.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 bottle of recycled oil (used for cooking or expired).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 mold (tray)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;60ml of Sodium Hydroxide&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 teaspoon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 funnel&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A few sheets of filter paper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 empty container&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Steps:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Line the funnel with the filter paper and put the funnel on the empty bottle.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Slowly pour the recycled oil into the funnel until the oil in the empty bottle reaches the 350ml mark.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pour the filtered oil into the empty container and stir it with the teaspoon (while doing this, pour in the Sodium hydroxide slowly).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After the mixture becomes milky (as in a bit chunky), pour it into the mold until the mold is full.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Leave the mold undisturbed for 2 days, then remove the soap from the mold and turn it upside-down.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Let it dry for 2 weeks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;TA-DA&lt;/span&gt;! Your soap is ready!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Caution: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Do NOT&lt;/span&gt; use this soap to shower, wash your face, wash your food or anything like that because you might have sensitive skin and if you use this soap to wash your food you might get &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;food poisoning!&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to sell it (1 for $2) for fund raising but I decided to buy all 8 of them with my pocket money to give it to my family members as gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_JACsCVtQKw/TlueXhtqLvI/AAAAAAAABqA/Qr-dtXvRXvE/s1600/P1060701-765457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_JACsCVtQKw/TlueXhtqLvI/AAAAAAAABqA/Qr-dtXvRXvE/s320/P1060701-765457.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646280684863106802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-1371765414212550829?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/1371765414212550829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=1371765414212550829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/1371765414212550829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/1371765414212550829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2011/08/soap-making-project.html' title='Soap Making Project'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_JACsCVtQKw/TlueXhtqLvI/AAAAAAAABqA/Qr-dtXvRXvE/s72-c/P1060701-765457.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-2959906702784522228</id><published>2011-08-14T08:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T09:36:52.213+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Art &amp; Craft - Cross stitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.slide.com/s/q6ntRTWl7D8P7tP2LAWYVI_jYo-IZywL?referrer=hlnk"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget.slide.com/rdr/1/1/1/W/a0000003308004c/1/1/qFrREXP52z8X00Yu7jIkk4RIlythcsJt.jpg" alt="Cross Stitch" title="Cross Stitch" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My FIRST time stitching! Its our craft project this week. Its fun! I enjoyed doing it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-2959906702784522228?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/2959906702784522228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=2959906702784522228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/2959906702784522228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/2959906702784522228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2011/08/art-craft-cross-stitch.html' title='Art &amp; Craft - Cross stitch'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-7982910009892174375</id><published>2011-08-01T08:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T09:56:32.743+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Piano'/><title type='text'>Piano Report Card</title><content type='html'>Report from music school....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Teacher's comment:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Rachel has display good qualities; she picks up a new technique, new rhythm, and new repertoire pretty fast, of course not considering the fact that sometimes she might have a lot of academic work to cope with resulting in her being stagnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her development of maturity in her music is gradually growing. She is on the start to greater things, such as a stronger sense of musicality through aural and listening trainings and of course moving on we have advance technical studies and theoretical knowledge to work on and having the support of all these skills can she then move on to a higher grade. I look forward to her continuous progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-7982910009892174375?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/7982910009892174375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=7982910009892174375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/7982910009892174375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/7982910009892174375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2011/08/piano-report-card.html' title='Piano Report Card'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-7194446614190585266</id><published>2011-08-01T08:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T10:07:56.850+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Art Project - Recycled Materials</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.slide.com/s/jJSsEwKywD93st37hK4aZcujIjdKtinO?referrer=hlnk"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget.slide.com/rdr/1/1/1/W/a00000033080007/1/114/AKtQwKOT5T9gNRmIfHOWDPisOF6xVsrA.jpg" alt="Singapore &amp;lt;span class=" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Project...Project...and more Projects....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For this project, we need to use recycled materials to create something that represent Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I though of getting one small portion of the durian shell to make the Esplanade but mummy said she is not able to find me one with such short notice. So there goes my "Durian Esplanade".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Think, think, think....and with some hinting from mummy, I came up with the idea of using Vitagen bottles to make Singapore Flyer. But I faced another challenge....the paint can't stay on the bottle!! After more thinking and hinting, I decided to use the toilet rolls cardboard as the capsules and satay sticks for the supporting frame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decorated the "floor" board with blue coloured paper which represent the Singapore River and some peanuts shell as the boats. Broke a satay sticks into smaller pieces and coloured blu-tac to form trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks so simple but gosh!!!! I spend my entire weekend doing it!!!! But hey, I felt so proud of my work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-7194446614190585266?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/7194446614190585266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=7194446614190585266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/7194446614190585266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/7194446614190585266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2011/08/art-project-recycled-materials.html' title='Art Project - Recycled Materials'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-4987341980150267890</id><published>2011-07-01T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T10:31:26.411+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sport'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Methodist Walk 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/s/QTQcXg2Q6z_IVhuyfLCPAxH0yTRZNWUg?referrer=hlnk" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="R MG walk" alt="R MG walk" src="http://widget.slide.com/rdr/1/1/1/W/a0000003306b87d/1/81/5julzey-1z--JVLkJ7Gc3QTurGy7I1be.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think I woke up so early this morning that even the birds were still sleeping in their cosy nest!!! Mum woke me up at 5.30am!!! That's because I need to be in school by 6.30am for the Walk &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Together in the Light - Methodist Walk 2011. &lt;/span&gt;Our teacher said that the walk is to raise funds for the 15 Methodist Schools in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; I wonder how by walking round the school compound can raise money...if really can, then I will tell mummy that I will walk around our neighbourhood to raise pocket money for myself too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only the P4s and Sec 1 got to go....anyway, the school bus took us to ACJC. While waiting for the Guest-of-Honour to arrive, we ate our snacks. When he arrived, we sang some songs and then the walk began! Its a good thing the weather is great...no rain...not hot. The primary school children walked 2 complete rounds around the ACJC's compound while the Secondary students walk more..I can't remember how many rounds they did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we got back to our school, its 11am! So tiring...but FUN!&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/8735521168271434492-4987341980150267890?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/4987341980150267890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=4987341980150267890' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/4987341980150267890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/4987341980150267890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2011/08/methodist-walk-2011.html' title='Methodist Walk 2011'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-1088061590626795578</id><published>2011-06-25T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T10:27:06.477+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='performance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>Voyage de la Vie @ Resorts World Sentosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8Ob7EXq4f6o?rel=0" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;daddy &lt;/span&gt;told us that he bought the tickets to watch a circus show at Resort World Sentosa. When I heard the great news I was overjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to there, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;mummy &lt;/span&gt;told us to appreciate what was given as not everyone had the opportunity to experience what we were going to as the tickets were very expensive. When I asked how much they cost, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;mummy&lt;/span&gt; said that a adult ticket cost $110 while a child ticket cost $92. We were like "wow!" That's really a lot of money!!! I don't think I am able to save that much even in a year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a simple dinner before the "show". I settled comfortably into my seat and waited patiently for the "circus of a lifetime" to start. Some casts were entertaining the audience just before the show start. When colourful curtains rise and a man (magician) came out and introduced himself. It was so cool! Then the performance really began... It was a little dull in the beginning but the performances get more and more exciting and daring. We were totally captivated by the performers' skillful performances. It was horrendously wonderful, even Nicholas and Ryan was enchanted by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a part where there were 4 gymnasts/ acrobats and they did some wonderful but dangerous tricks. One of the tricks were hopping from bar to bar. They were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"gymtastic"&lt;/span&gt; (Gymnast + Fantastic )! :)They were so smooth! So ... ...Flexible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shooting ones is great too! this bald guy arrange the arrows to face one another and the final one faces the apple on his head. So when the lady assistant fired the first shot, the arrow hit the one opposite and the one that was hit fired to hit another opposite it before the final one hit the apple! I really can't describe it but one word that I can think of is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"WOW!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really the most enjoyable show I had ever seen! Words to describe how great the show has yet to be invented!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; I thanked daddy very very very much for giving us this opportunity to widen our "eyes"! Thanks daddy!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-1088061590626795578?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/1088061590626795578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=1088061590626795578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/1088061590626795578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/1088061590626795578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2011/06/voyage-de-la-vie-resorts-world-sentosa.html' title='Voyage de la Vie @ Resorts World Sentosa'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/8Ob7EXq4f6o/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-8907457144098877339</id><published>2011-06-25T09:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T12:29:11.207+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='performance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Piano'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>My June Holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Went for my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FIRST&lt;/span&gt; Family Church Camp in Malaysia. We met up with my godparents and aunty Fay's family at Johor and drove up together. We went 1 day ahead of the rest so we can settle down and enjoy the pool. But by the time we checked into the hotel (&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://www.equatorial.com/bng/"&gt;Hotel Equatorial, Bangi&lt;/a&gt;), it was already very late in the afternoon and the adults think its too late to go for a swim! Such a pity because I had just seen the swimming pool and it was the most glorious pool I had ever seen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F_g2hGONoQk/ThLTh7DdY1I/AAAAAAAABp4/Hxsc-cwV678/s1600/P1060003-746911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F_g2hGONoQk/ThLTh7DdY1I/AAAAAAAABp4/Hxsc-cwV678/s320/P1060003-746911.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625791464280515410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In the evening, Daddy had to meet his customer and didn't join us for dinner. Mummy drove (tagging behind aunty Fay's car) us to a far away place for dinner. After we are done with our dinner, which was satay and hor fun, we went back to the hotel. After showering, we got to go to Aunty Fay's room to play with the kids Monopoly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we had breakfast and went to the pool and had fun with our friends. Around noon, we greeted our friends who had just arrived and had our lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U7Ok1uTCSfA/ThLBWOFu-VI/AAAAAAAABm4/BHRc_9l_K0M/s1600/P1060008-791091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U7Ok1uTCSfA/ThLBWOFu-VI/AAAAAAAABm4/BHRc_9l_K0M/s320/P1060008-791091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625771472022600018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me! Jumping into the pool....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DUJnc_W51Ak/ThLBWfG-WpI/AAAAAAAABnA/inA6dNKkyXk/s1600/P1060018-793163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DUJnc_W51Ak/ThLBWfG-WpI/AAAAAAAABnA/inA6dNKkyXk/s320/P1060018-793163.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625771476591205010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My siblings and the girls from our church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qrbqxP_pqM0/ThLBYKQNo-I/AAAAAAAABng/AURb3iYrqOc/s1600/P1060059-700638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qrbqxP_pqM0/ThLBYKQNo-I/AAAAAAAABng/AURb3iYrqOc/s320/P1060059-700638.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625771505352549346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Both of us took our "leap of faith" together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;During lunch, one lady our pastor introduced herself as the teacher of the children's ministry. Its free time till evening and mummy decided to drive us to the nearest shopping mall (which was quite run-down) and brought many clothing and snacks. We brought a packet of durian too but we have to eat it at the poolside as we can't bring up to our room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WdBhbkgyGzw/ThLBXbSBR2I/AAAAAAAABnQ/ts6YW6c0jxg/s1600/P1060029-797171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WdBhbkgyGzw/ThLBXbSBR2I/AAAAAAAABnQ/ts6YW6c0jxg/s320/P1060029-797171.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625771492743661410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Each day after meal, the children will go to the children's ministry hall and have games and lessons while the adults go for their service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4doPjR9OHgw/ThLBX17e_gI/AAAAAAAABnY/284SOaH64TU/s1600/P1060038-799030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4doPjR9OHgw/ThLBX17e_gI/AAAAAAAABnY/284SOaH64TU/s320/P1060038-799030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625771499896897026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;On our third day of our camp, we were free to go anywhere after lunch and our parents brought us out to Berjaya Time Square with another family. Mummy's GPS couldn't get any signal and thus we had to stop and ask around for direction. We took pretty long to get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-afhbVA6eIAA/ThLBYuNomjI/AAAAAAAABno/tgCcEdJSEtA/s1600/P1060093-702068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-afhbVA6eIAA/ThLBYuNomjI/AAAAAAAABno/tgCcEdJSEtA/s320/P1060093-702068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625771515005409842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fdC1wx5kdMI/ThLBZOyy1QI/AAAAAAAABnw/dgcY9iCFypw/s1600/P1060200-703960.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fdC1wx5kdMI/ThLBZOyy1QI/AAAAAAAABnw/dgcY9iCFypw/s320/P1060200-703960.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625771523751204098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t_oaNQuZKh4/ThLBZZ1upPI/AAAAAAAABn4/D-1DIA2n-SA/s1600/P1060223-705581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t_oaNQuZKh4/ThLBZZ1upPI/AAAAAAAABn4/D-1DIA2n-SA/s320/P1060223-705581.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625771526716302578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And we have 6 hours free on the fourth day and daddy brought us to Sunway Lagoon. This time, mummy's GPS worked and we were there in half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qi8-nTjSqNY/ThLBaacDK-I/AAAAAAAABoI/yzFXcqYgpe0/s1600/P1060256-708340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qi8-nTjSqNY/ThLBaacDK-I/AAAAAAAABoI/yzFXcqYgpe0/s320/P1060256-708340.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625771544056900578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-agHK0Cgc2Fo/ThLBagInbzI/AAAAAAAABoQ/cU7ZrweWmmY/s1600/P1060260-710534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-agHK0Cgc2Fo/ThLBagInbzI/AAAAAAAABoQ/cU7ZrweWmmY/s320/P1060260-710534.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625771545586003762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We had to rush back for our finale performance but was just minutes late and the kids performed without us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;During the church camp, we experienced our first time sitting with our friends for lunch while our parents sat with others. So good to be freed of our Daddy's stuffing...food. However, Daddy still hopped over once in a while to give us food though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uca2ZlVFsHc/ThLBXHCPQJI/AAAAAAAABnI/uzuRhVvytEM/s1600/P1060027-795974.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uca2ZlVFsHc/ThLBXHCPQJI/AAAAAAAABnI/uzuRhVvytEM/s320/P1060027-795974.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625771487308759186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The next day, we checked out of the hotel and went to Genting. It was about a few hours drive there but it was worth the while. We passed a strawberry farm and mummy suggested that we go in and check it out. Mummy rented a basket for each of us and we were allowed into the farm to pick the strawberries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pa974RTjGlw/ThLBbCjA6SI/AAAAAAAABoY/FOHuYNhNjaE/s1600/P1060274-712615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pa974RTjGlw/ThLBbCjA6SI/AAAAAAAABoY/FOHuYNhNjaE/s320/P1060274-712615.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625771554823530786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qit02p3B-R0/ThLBbbzOqSI/AAAAAAAABog/wPqfpVvPKqQ/s1600/P1060275-713504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qit02p3B-R0/ThLBbbzOqSI/AAAAAAAABog/wPqfpVvPKqQ/s320/P1060275-713504.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625771561602427170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGSc8m0_B58/ThLBbgPmJcI/AAAAAAAABoo/8XGxos0TaNE/s1600/P1060277-714515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGSc8m0_B58/ThLBbgPmJcI/AAAAAAAABoo/8XGxos0TaNE/s320/P1060277-714515.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625771562795148738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3FUzjjhNS5g/ThLBcdyaW0I/AAAAAAAABow/V3gZLrSgi-M/s1600/P1060285-716821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3FUzjjhNS5g/ThLBcdyaW0I/AAAAAAAABow/V3gZLrSgi-M/s320/P1060285-716821.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625771579315739458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sJ8gBzGffVo/ThLBcwkGquI/AAAAAAAABo4/akBdjQshbR8/s1600/P1060297-718871.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sJ8gBzGffVo/ThLBcwkGquI/AAAAAAAABo4/akBdjQshbR8/s320/P1060297-718871.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625771584356002530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wo6n17yQxhU/ThLBdfTpZPI/AAAAAAAABpA/LGGS4kFiuNA/s1600/P1060301-720838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wo6n17yQxhU/ThLBdfTpZPI/AAAAAAAABpA/LGGS4kFiuNA/s320/P1060301-720838.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625771596903441650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mushroom farm which adjacent to the Strawberry Farm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Mummy bought the strawberries that we had plucked and we moved on to check into our teeny weeny hotel rooms (small compared to the one we had for our church camp)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After settling down, daddy brought us to bowl and check out the place. Oh, my grandpa, uncle cousins and mummy's mom and sisters came along too! We decided to have an early night as we are gonna have a full day of rides tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-69vncvSKPg0/ThLBd1X3z6I/AAAAAAAABpI/4go1ltz0Oo4/s1600/P1060304-723280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-69vncvSKPg0/ThLBd1X3z6I/AAAAAAAABpI/4go1ltz0Oo4/s320/P1060304-723280.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625771602826743714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from the lift lobby...we are above the clouds!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Za-jqSoN1Rc/ThLBVrv1eiI/AAAAAAAABmw/wwe1ALAoV0w/s1600/P1060349-789495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Za-jqSoN1Rc/ThLBVrv1eiI/AAAAAAAABmw/wwe1ALAoV0w/s320/P1060349-789495.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625771462803946018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JS1IB0-oRM8/ThLBeR5s2qI/AAAAAAAABpQ/Hxq34rgeLKY/s1600/P1060321-724777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JS1IB0-oRM8/ThLBeR5s2qI/AAAAAAAABpQ/Hxq34rgeLKY/s320/P1060321-724777.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625771610484824738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nn6HvnviV7A/ThLBfSvL8CI/AAAAAAAABpY/KTLEWjGTkGU/s1600/P1060328-728449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nn6HvnviV7A/ThLBfSvL8CI/AAAAAAAABpY/KTLEWjGTkGU/s320/P1060328-728449.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625771627889029154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sjU0UD-00XE/ThLBf51YJXI/AAAAAAAABpg/JgpY8Qk0k9s/s1600/P1060332-730934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sjU0UD-00XE/ThLBf51YJXI/AAAAAAAABpg/JgpY8Qk0k9s/s320/P1060332-730934.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625771638383977842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rcYryLUl5ls/ThLBgA3J0kI/AAAAAAAABpo/4wf6GaFjyN0/s1600/P1060338-732277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rcYryLUl5ls/ThLBgA3J0kI/AAAAAAAABpo/4wf6GaFjyN0/s320/P1060338-732277.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625771640270475842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4kLY72RxlTA/ThLBg19FUXI/AAAAAAAABpw/3Yp3rhiynk4/s1600/P1060339-735255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4kLY72RxlTA/ThLBg19FUXI/AAAAAAAABpw/3Yp3rhiynk4/s320/P1060339-735255.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625771654522425714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;We check-out the next day as my great-grandmother had passed away and we need to be back for the funeral. Mummy didn't tell us anything at all till we got home, just before we head for the wake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just days after we got back, mummy got to fly off again with daddy to Korea for business trip. She had planned out everything that we need to do and wrote down places that my grandma have to help ferried about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the very last minute trip away to Korea, mummy had to give our musical concert a missed. I did really well because of all the time and effort I had put in to practice every day. The song was Princess Charmaine's exam piece which she had been practising for months and I only had 2 weeks to do so. Here is a video of it..taken at home during one of the practise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pPaEZw7Q0bM?rel=0" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then on the night of my performance, I saw red spots all over my body and it itched and hurt a lot. Grandma brought me to the nearest clinic and the doctor dropped me a big bomb! He said I had chicken pox! Luckily I had 2 jabs before and thus I do not have a lot on my body and face. No fever and ulcers too! But still I grumbled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-8907457144098877339?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/8907457144098877339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=8907457144098877339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/8907457144098877339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/8907457144098877339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-june-holiday.html' title='My June Holiday'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F_g2hGONoQk/ThLTh7DdY1I/AAAAAAAABp4/Hxsc-cwV678/s72-c/P1060003-746911.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-9010051592398322534</id><published>2011-05-29T11:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T11:57:55.267+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chess'/><title type='text'>Punggol North Rapid Chess Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;This is a small scale one (only 89 players for the U12) but still many good players were there. As usual, we starts off each game with a friendly hand shake before entering into battle mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XqHFlxSQooI/ThKHpLqEnMI/AAAAAAAABmI/OVK3Oyta4_8/s1600/IMG_0843-720133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XqHFlxSQooI/ThKHpLqEnMI/AAAAAAAABmI/OVK3Oyta4_8/s320/IMG_0843-720133.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625708026112810178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;Sees the number 1025 next to my name!!! So happy I finally got rating..(I have to beat a rated player to get the rating) Just for your information, rated players are good player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rnGCmlGosDA/ThKHsy_CFJI/AAAAAAAABmY/Ekf_zwlIXNg/s1600/IMG_0835-734877.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rnGCmlGosDA/ThKHsy_CFJI/AAAAAAAABmY/Ekf_zwlIXNg/s320/IMG_0835-734877.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625708088209314962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;Waiting for my opponent to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZDtO5QjfRs/ThKHtciIMwI/AAAAAAAABmg/VGIvYERr6pA/s1600/IMG_0839-736750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZDtO5QjfRs/ThKHtciIMwI/AAAAAAAABmg/VGIvYERr6pA/s320/IMG_0839-736750.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625708099362370306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;This boy was 13 years old. He saw mummy playing with Nicholas during the lunch break and asked if mummy can play with him. Mummy volunteered me instead and here we had our first "serious" game. I was happy to win him. Like our coach said, chess is not about how old you are but how much you have train and understood the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iGLxowkVxRA/ThKHuHnaIQI/AAAAAAAABmo/hukag0Lw9NA/s1600/IMG_0841-738752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iGLxowkVxRA/ThKHuHnaIQI/AAAAAAAABmo/hukag0Lw9NA/s320/IMG_0841-738752.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625708110927241474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; I played with Charmaine on the 6th round and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOST&lt;/span&gt; to her!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yTW_6tskJHI/ThKHqN9VdbI/AAAAAAAABmQ/m76axz_dWKQ/s1600/IMG_0848-723576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yTW_6tskJHI/ThKHqN9VdbI/AAAAAAAABmQ/m76axz_dWKQ/s320/IMG_0848-723576.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625708043910346162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I have to admit I did not put in my best...so I did not do very well in this competition....only won 2 games out of 7...so disappointed....hey, wait! I played pretty well before lunch break winning 2 games out of 3 and winning another rated players. I went downhill only after lunch....after playing and running around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-9010051592398322534?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/9010051592398322534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=9010051592398322534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/9010051592398322534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/9010051592398322534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2011/05/punggol-north-rapid-chess-challenge.html' title='Punggol North Rapid Chess Challenge'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XqHFlxSQooI/ThKHpLqEnMI/AAAAAAAABmI/OVK3Oyta4_8/s72-c/IMG_0843-720133.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-1772277705253818381</id><published>2011-05-25T16:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T11:36:46.515+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>Outward Bound Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    Our School had organised a camping 3 days 2 nights camping trip with &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://www.obs.pa.gov.sg/"&gt;Outward Bound Singapore&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; The camp was meant solely and wholly for the Primary 4s. We were split up and put into random groups so you will either end with your best friend, or your worst enemy. Just my luck that my arch enemy and I were in the same team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were ice-breaking and everybody started talking to each other and I remembered what mummy told me:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; to be friends with everybody in my group. &lt;/span&gt;So I just started talking to her about really lame stuff like, what do you wanna be when you grow up and stuff like that and then she started talking to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When it was meal time, my team members and I went to the canteen for some food and when the instructor, Ann, gave us our food, we ate our food happily and quickly while chit-chatting away. After lunch, we had a super long briefing and headed for our activities. We had an activity like &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Abseiling"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Abseiling&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/a&gt; It was super fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening, we pitched our tent and got in for our early rest. Unfortunately, I couldn't even sleep. I was awake the whole night and I only closed my eyes to blink!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  The next morning, I wasn't even tired!! After huge breakfast, we put on our harnesses and were ready to go for &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flying_fox_%28cablecar%29"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;THE FLYING FOX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  It was something I really look forward to but I was unlucky. I was number 14 and sadly, when it was number 10 we had to stop to go for lunch. We had a really small amount of lunch but I was unaffected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we needed to shower (cold shower...no heater) because all of us were sweaty and stinky. We were only given 10 minutes to shower...just like those soldiers (and the doors in the shower area nearly broken down).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we headed for&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;tunneling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;which is basically walking around in 5 completely different worlds and also in the pitch dark - I nearly died of suffocation! There were 11 groups altogether and each group were given 15 minutes to complete the course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;rope course&lt;/span&gt; (which is something like the thing with the harness in &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Explorer Kids&lt;/span&gt;). And again just before my turn, Ms. Ann said that the rope course thingy was closed!! Arrrggg....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, no more camping in our tent but we were to sleep in a tree hut which is &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;completely infested&lt;/span&gt; with cockroaches, but luckily we got a tree hut with only one cockroach and the trainer managed to find it and kill it. That night, I only slept for an hour and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt; strange thing is that I didn't feel the least bit tired - I am always like that when I go for camps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I was deep in my dreamland, my friends who were making such a big &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;racket&lt;/span&gt; woke me up! They were saying things like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;NEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;NAW NEE NAW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;IT IS EXACTLY 6 AM PEOPLE SO GET UP AND GET YOUR BODIES OFF THE BED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;!! &lt;/span&gt;And they were jumping up and down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the rest of thy day, thou did not do anything except eat breakfast and pack thou's bags and back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Mummy's words:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't take my dear girl's word too seriously on the infested tree hut. She likes exaggerate. We were briefed of what the girls will be doing during the 3 days there. Its a little like army, no air-con, no warm shower, no taking your time to do stuffs...etc but I'm pretty cool with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-1772277705253818381?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/1772277705253818381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=1772277705253818381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/1772277705253818381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/1772277705253818381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2011/05/outward-bound-camp.html' title='Outward Bound Camp'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-852113117420091683</id><published>2011-03-18T13:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T10:56:25.795+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>Half Day Out With LZ and All</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today I went to East Coast Park with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LZ&lt;/span&gt;mummy, L, Z, Princess Charmaine, Mr Soldier (Nicholas)and mummy. While I cycled with Mr Soldier, L roller bladed with Charmaine. Mummy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LZ&lt;/span&gt; mummy were taking turns to help Z get a move on with a 2-wheel bike as he was feeling a bit wobbly. So while the 3 slowcoaches were walking and cycling, L, Soldier, Charmaine and I had all the time in the world to go exploring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; We went to the ''forest''(as we call it) and explored the WHOLE area. Then we went to the hill. Unfortunately, while we were in the forest, L kept falling down and thus, she hurt her elbow and knees.  After cycling and blading for 7km, we felt thirsty as we had not drank any water since the beginning of our trip. We sat down on a nearby bench and rested. After some thoughts, I said out loud to the kiddos  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;''I protest at the thought of being dehydrated! Actually, we. We protest! We protest!''&lt;/span&gt; So we all started chanting, we protest, for 2 minutes. I realized that we were just dehydrating ourselves faster which then one "genius" suggested that we should just drink a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;teensy&lt;/span&gt; bit of sea water. So I was like &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Don't you know that drinking sea water will only dehydrate you faster?''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That was when I got the most brilliant idea in the history world. We should just go and cycle back to our mummies and ask them for a dollar so we could buy a drink since we were going to return our bikes anyway. But L started groaning so I told her it would only be a 5 minute cycle back. Mr Soldier said &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ya! Come on L!'' &lt;/span&gt;We burst out laughing at the way Nicholas called L! He actually mimic the way I called her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-852113117420091683?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/852113117420091683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=852113117420091683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/852113117420091683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/852113117420091683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2011/03/half-day-out-with-lz-and-all.html' title='Half Day Out With LZ and All'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-5731848105084936123</id><published>2011-03-17T16:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T11:03:54.890+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>Universal Studio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Daddy&lt;/span&gt; finally able to squeeze into our schedule to bring us out during this term break! He had been barking at mummy to give him a day to spend with us..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess where we head to today? We went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Universal  Studios&lt;/span&gt;, Again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pxl6Xs92Ato/ThJ90AQidhI/AAAAAAAABlw/UbBxQUfeCXw/s1600/IMG_0627-701892.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pxl6Xs92Ato/ThJ90AQidhI/AAAAAAAABlw/UbBxQUfeCXw/s320/IMG_0627-701892.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625697216915207698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOvOAKoXKpg/ThJ90wd4p5I/AAAAAAAABl4/a1aLLOp3L28/s1600/IMG_0299-706458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOvOAKoXKpg/ThJ90wd4p5I/AAAAAAAABl4/a1aLLOp3L28/s320/IMG_0299-706458.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625697229856090002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VN8diXCBppM/ThJ92HJxnUI/AAAAAAAABmA/UOVGfT4Acus/s1600/IMG_0300-711761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VN8diXCBppM/ThJ92HJxnUI/AAAAAAAABmA/UOVGfT4Acus/s320/IMG_0300-711761.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625697253125627202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Its our second time and we didn't feel the same thrill as the first time. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Nicholas &lt;/span&gt;as usual, didn't  dare to sit on most of the rides. Whenever we asked him to sit on the  ride he would go, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;''No! No! I don't want to go!"&lt;/span&gt;  He only agreed to sit  on the merry-go round and other "baby-ride". Even though, I still had to admit I did like some of the rides like the  Dinosaur that flies thingy because I could see the whole place from a  bird's eye view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I dragged &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Charmaine &lt;/span&gt;off to Sci-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Fi&lt;/span&gt; city. We were quite happy that we  could go most of the rides. Got a surprise when we found out we were  tall enough to ride the Human and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cylon&lt;/span&gt;.  Human was not very fun as it did not have any loops in it, but we went  to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Cylon&lt;/span&gt; and found out that it had FIVE loops in it. It was super fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another roller coaster ride I enjoyed was The Revenge of the Mummy. The first  time I even went on it scared the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;heeby&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;jeebies&lt;/span&gt; out of me. I mean  nerves. Of course we went on more rides and it will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;toooooo&lt;/span&gt; many to name  all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Daddy!! I Love You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-5731848105084936123?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/5731848105084936123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=5731848105084936123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/5731848105084936123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/5731848105084936123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2011/03/universal-studio.html' title='Universal Studio'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pxl6Xs92Ato/ThJ90AQidhI/AAAAAAAABlw/UbBxQUfeCXw/s72-c/IMG_0627-701892.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-2181435863600420811</id><published>2011-03-16T20:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T16:55:28.079+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chess'/><title type='text'>63rd National School Individual Chess Championship</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eICWPB5uCmc/TdjL6T_SXcI/AAAAAAAABlM/vFAk90CcSqU/s1600/P1050784-709707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eICWPB5uCmc/TdjL6T_SXcI/AAAAAAAABlM/vFAk90CcSqU/s320/P1050784-709707.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609457538548522434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday was our first competition representing our school this year. It was held at Grand &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Copthorne&lt;/span&gt; Hotel. I was playing in the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Girls under 10 &lt;/span&gt;group while Princess Charmaine was in the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Girls under 9&lt;/span&gt;. There were 7 rounds in total to be played and I only managed to win 3 out of 7 rounds. Charmaine had better luck than me. She faces less stiff competition than me as there were fewer rated player that age. Anyway, she won 4 out of 7 rounds and was given a choice to join the National Junior Squad which will get to represents Singapore to play overseas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, back to my competition journey... For the first round, I was playing on Board 14 and I won by resignation from my opponent. I was paired with a rated player on board 8 for the next round and I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WON!!!&lt;/span&gt; So happy that I was able to beat a rated player!!! YIPPEE!!  Third round sees me moved up to table 8 to played with Sarah (one of the top player) and needless to say, I lost. And that's was the start of my losing curse...till the 6th round where I managed to finally gained back my confidence and win again. I think I need to work on my concentration too...I seems to lose steam after 3 rounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Actually, I could have won 4 games if not for the last round! *angry* I was paired with my classmate (I won her many many times during our lesson) She was at the losing point when I made a very,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;very&lt;/span&gt;, super careless mistake. She moved her Queen to where her Bishop was attacking and I didn't see it. Me, being very silly, moved my rook away from the pawn that was being attacked (and to think that I moved my rook to where it was unprotected.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-75ngERcfRrI/TdjL6Xq2itI/AAAAAAAABlE/-O6sPkJZQlo/s1600/P1050781-708576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-75ngERcfRrI/TdjL6Xq2itI/AAAAAAAABlE/-O6sPkJZQlo/s320/P1050781-708576.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609457539536554706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd round..with Sarah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Alg9fxF6YH0/TdjL6pk_LBI/AAAAAAAABlU/yDSqTx39wEo/s1600/P1050786-710677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Alg9fxF6YH0/TdjL6pk_LBI/AAAAAAAABlU/yDSqTx39wEo/s320/P1050786-710677.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609457544343792658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;Group photo with our school team..I'm at the 1st row, 3rd from the right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5U7qhgoPEhE/TdjL7BV5OQI/AAAAAAAABlc/CvCv4xcUqk4/s1600/P1050794-711869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5U7qhgoPEhE/TdjL7BV5OQI/AAAAAAAABlc/CvCv4xcUqk4/s320/P1050794-711869.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609457550722939138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;Girls under 10 team mates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-URl_YunZw4s/TdjL7BC-m2I/AAAAAAAABlk/_mUkt154w_U/s1600/P1050802-712588.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-URl_YunZw4s/TdjL7BC-m2I/AAAAAAAABlk/_mUkt154w_U/s320/P1050802-712588.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609457550643600226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, no medal for me but Charmaine came in 10 for Girls Under 9 and received a medal. Mummy said &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"its okay because I was playing with stronger opponents. Just try harder and practice more."&lt;/span&gt; Still, I was aiming for at least a medal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Charmaine was so surprised and happy at her winning. Whenever mummy praised her, she would keep saying,  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"What??!! What??!!''&lt;/span&gt; Mummy thinks it's because she isn't used to all the attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-2181435863600420811?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/2181435863600420811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=2181435863600420811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/2181435863600420811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/2181435863600420811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2011/03/63rd-national-school-individual-chess.html' title='63rd National School Individual Chess Championship'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eICWPB5uCmc/TdjL6T_SXcI/AAAAAAAABlM/vFAk90CcSqU/s72-c/P1050784-709707.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-5990383875137891171</id><published>2010-12-29T13:59:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T10:03:32.588+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bits n Pieces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>My Super Long Holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   It all began with a trip to&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Kong&lt;/span&gt;. We started off at &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Disneyland.&lt;/span&gt; We spent 3 days out of the whole 8 days trip there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Kowloon, another part of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Kong. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Charmaine&lt;/span&gt; and I were so excited that we could hardly stand still. After all the kiddie rides in Disneyland (and with Little Prince Nicholas getting scared at almost every ride he went on), we couldn't wait to go into &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ocean Park&lt;/span&gt; and try all the thrill rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One highlight of the trip was &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Victoria Peak&lt;/span&gt;. Mummy made us wear long-sleeved clothes and the jackets she bought us from Disneyland. We had to queue up for a tram ride up the hill. At the peak, we got off and explored the beauty of the place.  We had our dinner before taking the tram down again. I think it was a rather fun experience in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Kong although it was not as good as the last time we were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   After coming back from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Kong, we had our usual classes (Science, Chinese and Chess) and assessments. Yup! Can you believe it!? Mummy make us do assessments during our school holidays! It was supposed to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OFF &lt;/span&gt;school work!! But mummy said our holidays are too long and if we don't keep our "engine" running, she will have difficulty starting it when our school reopen. Anyway, besides that, we also had a few baking classes which mummy signed us up for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;cookies baking class...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZELAVN45z98/TX7HBba8JlI/AAAAAAAABi8/LPJbBeZSeTA/s1600/IMG_0450-717096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZELAVN45z98/TX7HBba8JlI/AAAAAAAABi8/LPJbBeZSeTA/s320/IMG_0450-717096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584119415340541522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;log cake decoration class....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Raq9ObBTbHk/TX7HCvyQY7I/AAAAAAAABjc/ycWoSfQuPzs/s1600/IMG_0483-722674.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Raq9ObBTbHk/TX7HCvyQY7I/AAAAAAAABjc/ycWoSfQuPzs/s320/IMG_0483-722674.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584119437986915250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We had a chess competition too. Although I didn't get many points, I got a merit trophy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R602qfmw_Ok/TX7HC2IMc0I/AAAAAAAABjk/1fs8khbioQM/s1600/P1050497-723673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R602qfmw_Ok/TX7HC2IMc0I/AAAAAAAABjk/1fs8khbioQM/s320/P1050497-723673.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584119439689544514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M0-fyuA3WY0/TX7HDL5L84I/AAAAAAAABjs/2wVV9jzwG4E/s1600/P1050501-724448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M0-fyuA3WY0/TX7HDL5L84I/AAAAAAAABjs/2wVV9jzwG4E/s320/P1050501-724448.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584119445532177282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RqLEMAcVWKM/TX7CipBzWvI/AAAAAAAABi0/nc-ezFVfpIs/s1600/photo-770577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RqLEMAcVWKM/TX7CipBzWvI/AAAAAAAABi0/nc-ezFVfpIs/s320/photo-770577.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584114488370748146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   We also had our very 1st &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;church camp.&lt;/span&gt; A really fun experience for me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched many movies during this holiday too! (Daddy's contribution) The movies are: Yogi Bear, Gulliver's Travels, Legend of the Guardians, Rapunzel a tangled tale, The chronicles of Narnia: The Voyage of the Dawn Treader, Sammy's Adventure: The secret passage and many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TRv9p1ehDYI/AAAAAAAABiA/-bUG232hN-w/s1600/MV5BMjE0NjA5OTA4N15BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwODA3MTA3Mw%2540%2540._V1._SX214_CR0%252C0%252C214%252C314_-739363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TRv9p1ehDYI/AAAAAAAABiA/-bUG232hN-w/s320/MV5BMjE0NjA5OTA4N15BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwODA3MTA3Mw%2540%2540._V1._SX214_CR0%252C0%252C214%252C314_-739363.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556313460463177090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TRv9qMF_6uI/AAAAAAAABiI/uSKhMuR7DBI/s1600/7gulliverstravels00-740535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TRv9qMF_6uI/AAAAAAAABiI/uSKhMuR7DBI/s320/7gulliverstravels00-740535.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556313466534357730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TRv9qbQIqjI/AAAAAAAABiQ/KP0pWc_ZHRA/s1600/7yogibear3d00-741290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TRv9qbQIqjI/AAAAAAAABiQ/KP0pWc_ZHRA/s320/7yogibear3d00-741290.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556313470603405874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TRv9qgnLFqI/AAAAAAAABiY/Z0rpIOpqIwI/s1600/7aroundtheworldin50years_sg00-742143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TRv9qgnLFqI/AAAAAAAABiY/Z0rpIOpqIwI/s320/7aroundtheworldin50years_sg00-742143.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556313472042210978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TRv9q-dXbeI/AAAAAAAABig/vp1ycEsPDIY/s1600/7narniatreader00-742927.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TRv9q-dXbeI/AAAAAAAABig/vp1ycEsPDIY/s320/7narniatreader00-742927.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556313480054140386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TRv9q4vKjzI/AAAAAAAABio/s1zarzjbnio/s1600/7rapunzel00-743621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TRv9q4vKjzI/AAAAAAAABio/s1zarzjbnio/s320/7rapunzel00-743621.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556313478518181682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   On weekends, daddy would bring us to East Coast Park to cycle and do In line Skating. Most of the time I was the one who did the cycling and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Princess Charmaine&lt;/span&gt; was the one who did the In line Skating. Mostly because I had mastered the skill of riding a 2 wheeler  and I'm enjoying it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LSjg4Pw9d2E/TX7HB9U1a3I/AAAAAAAABjE/uAvHApyFIoU/s1600/IMG_0478-719307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LSjg4Pw9d2E/TX7HB9U1a3I/AAAAAAAABjE/uAvHApyFIoU/s320/IMG_0478-719307.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584119424441740146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L1fdpyh_NM4/TX7HCPr5-8I/AAAAAAAABjM/0PuC_cqdb_E/s1600/IMG_0480-720743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L1fdpyh_NM4/TX7HCPr5-8I/AAAAAAAABjM/0PuC_cqdb_E/s320/IMG_0480-720743.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584119429370346434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ttHEWdN6M7Y/TX7HCefAMCI/AAAAAAAABjU/FOYkJH2Mf8U/s1600/IMG_0481-721650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ttHEWdN6M7Y/TX7HCefAMCI/AAAAAAAABjU/FOYkJH2Mf8U/s320/IMG_0481-721650.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584119433342758946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Our little cousin came over to stay with us for a few days too and we had so much much! Hope he can come again the next holiday. We played games and went for classes and to the Zoo too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeQo2m7BNIs/TX7HEuU9D2I/AAAAAAAABkM/QeFPrChvatU/s1600/IMG_0417-730201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeQo2m7BNIs/TX7HEuU9D2I/AAAAAAAABkM/QeFPrChvatU/s320/IMG_0417-730201.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584119471955316578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LHLNmA7zgsU/TX7HE9xyHMI/AAAAAAAABkU/Wm8EnG04r4E/s1600/IMG_0418-731669.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LHLNmA7zgsU/TX7HE9xyHMI/AAAAAAAABkU/Wm8EnG04r4E/s320/IMG_0418-731669.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584119476102765762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J9aJxNI5FbM/TX7HFvV0KoI/AAAAAAAABkc/jtWixzFjy6M/s1600/IMG_0422-734349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J9aJxNI5FbM/TX7HFvV0KoI/AAAAAAAABkc/jtWixzFjy6M/s320/IMG_0422-734349.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584119489407232642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QCcn_7eMEkw/TX7HGP87thI/AAAAAAAABkk/_vuzBhQAmYM/s1600/IMG_0427-735908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QCcn_7eMEkw/TX7HGP87thI/AAAAAAAABkk/_vuzBhQAmYM/s320/IMG_0427-735908.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584119498161239570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dA3h1rFSy4s/TX7HGiLJCwI/AAAAAAAABk0/vFWbH2gnoC0/s1600/IMG_0446-738679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dA3h1rFSy4s/TX7HGiLJCwI/AAAAAAAABk0/vFWbH2gnoC0/s320/IMG_0446-738679.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584119503052671746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_PhfRUwkiOk/TX7HGy3vwxI/AAAAAAAABk8/qiVEGRa6t5w/s1600/IMG_0449-739750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_PhfRUwkiOk/TX7HGy3vwxI/AAAAAAAABk8/qiVEGRa6t5w/s320/IMG_0449-739750.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584119507534725906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;On 21st December, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Princess Charmaine&lt;/span&gt; got to meet up with her kindergarten  friends at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kallang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Leisure Park Ice skating place. My old friend, L, was there too! I skated and chatted with her until it was time to return the skates. We couldn't go for lunch together as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;meimei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; had to rush for her violin lesson. So sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   Then we had 3 &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christmas parties&lt;/span&gt; in a row. One on Christmas eve with mummy's family, one on Christmas with daddy's family and the last one was on Boxing day with our cell group. It was really very super duper FUN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dh1pTuvaj7A/TX7HDZW1nUI/AAAAAAAABj0/09QXghwKjaU/s1600/P1050539-725473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dh1pTuvaj7A/TX7HDZW1nUI/AAAAAAAABj0/09QXghwKjaU/s320/P1050539-725473.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584119449146203458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the number of presents piling under the Christmas tree! Its all ours!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P_WtbCxU6_4/TX7HD5ZhaoI/AAAAAAAABj8/wFW5KnInrqE/s1600/P1050549-726834.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P_WtbCxU6_4/TX7HD5ZhaoI/AAAAAAAABj8/wFW5KnInrqE/s320/P1050549-726834.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584119457747397250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;A family picture before cutting the Christmas cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-91el3gu3aBg/TX7HEL7cyfI/AAAAAAAABkE/1gy9VM4NQac/s1600/P1050560-728464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-91el3gu3aBg/TX7HEL7cyfI/AAAAAAAABkE/1gy9VM4NQac/s320/P1050560-728464.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584119462721538546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Even though the holiday was super long but it felt just like days. I am already looking forward to our next school holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-5990383875137891171?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/5990383875137891171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=5990383875137891171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/5990383875137891171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/5990383875137891171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-super-long-holiday.html' title='My Super Long Holiday'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZELAVN45z98/TX7HBba8JlI/AAAAAAAABi8/LPJbBeZSeTA/s72-c/IMG_0450-717096.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-7551485436480688681</id><published>2010-12-05T20:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T08:18:30.170+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>My First Offical Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Thursday night, I packed my camping bags, ready for my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;FIRST&lt;/span&gt; 3 days 2 nights camp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TQH6NeIWBfI/AAAAAAAABgc/y9h3Ju8XsyY/s1600/P1050310-721281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TQH6NeIWBfI/AAAAAAAABgc/y9h3Ju8XsyY/s320/P1050310-721281.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548991325230466546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The campers' bags lining up outside the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt; (Kids For Christ) room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TQH6OePycCI/AAAAAAAABgs/pdgiZNmpXnI/s1600/P1050315-724909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TQH6OePycCI/AAAAAAAABgs/pdgiZNmpXnI/s320/P1050315-724909.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548991342441558050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I had butterflies in my tummy on Friday morning! I was greeted by the teachers and friends when we got there.  I was excited and nervous at first, but a few rounds of Twister helped to ease my tension.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TQH6MgKnm6I/AAAAAAAABgE/bstsKhIQ2X4/s1600/P1050304-717844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TQH6MgKnm6I/AAAAAAAABgE/bstsKhIQ2X4/s320/P1050304-717844.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548991308597009314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TQH6NHz3dMI/AAAAAAAABgU/dfzU6FyOBKU/s1600/P1050309-720176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TQH6NHz3dMI/AAAAAAAABgU/dfzU6FyOBKU/s320/P1050309-720176.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548991319238997186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Day 1-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We did praise and worship, not forgetting our camp song. After that we went to East Coast Park by bus. At the beach, we built the wall of Jericho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We learnt that the wall of Jericho was so wide and strong that even a chariot can move on it. But when the Israelites marched around the city once a day for six days, and on the  seventh day they encircled the city seven times. On the seventh time  around, the priests blew the trumpets, the people shouted and the walls fell flat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's what happen to our wall too! We had fun "flattening" our wall too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we ate dinner at a &lt;em&gt;cafe.&lt;/em&gt; Since we were covered in sand, we strolled back to church to wash up. After all the excitement we couldn't sleep so we chatted till the wee hours of the morning. and I really meant wee....we slept around 3am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Day 2-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We woke up at 7am in the morning and washed up. Did some exercises and ate yummy breakfast. After clearing up, we gathered at the main hall to do praise and worship. Then we were split into groups and were given 15 minutes to come up with a group name and cheer. We also had to pick a skit from the bible and act it out. But our group could not decide on anything as we were like playing more than discussing. When time was almost up, a teacher came over and gave us some suggestions and we finally decided to do "10 plaques of Egypt" for our skit. We had the afternoon to rehearse before the arrival of all the Very Important Persons....our parents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When our parents came, we showed them around our living quarters... This is where the girls slept... mine is the one with white pillow while my sister's was the one with a little teddy bear on my right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TQH6OePycCI/AAAAAAAABgs/pdgiZNmpXnI/s1600/P1050315-724909.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TQH6OriNn-I/AAAAAAAABg0/q2-QyruwqWM/s1600/P1050316-726195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TQH6OriNn-I/AAAAAAAABg0/q2-QyruwqWM/s320/P1050316-726195.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548991346008498146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TQH6O4LjgaI/AAAAAAAABg8/8a3KU_Ei-9c/s1600/P1050317-727391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TQH6O4LjgaI/AAAAAAAABg8/8a3KU_Ei-9c/s320/P1050317-727391.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548991349403124130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TQH6RDUdF9I/AAAAAAAABhs/CT8ZI3JqtBc/s1600/P1050334-736296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TQH6RDUdF9I/AAAAAAAABhs/CT8ZI3JqtBc/s320/P1050334-736296.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548991386752980946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our "laundry" area where all the wet towels are left there to dry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TQH6Pmo4AjI/AAAAAAAABhE/9325bEjBtQU/s1600/P1050318-729558.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TQH6Pmo4AjI/AAAAAAAABhE/9325bEjBtQU/s320/P1050318-729558.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548991361874133554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;Our dinning area...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TQH6P5M0B8I/AAAAAAAABhM/Xw04sgluJN0/s1600/P1050322-730678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TQH6P5M0B8I/AAAAAAAABhM/Xw04sgluJN0/s320/P1050322-730678.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548991366856705986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;And its dinner time!!! I was so tired from lack of sleep. Don't feel like eating but daddy insisted that I have some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TQH6Qk-IE0I/AAAAAAAABhc/AEoQCcwTbAo/s1600/P1050326-733657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TQH6Qk-IE0I/AAAAAAAABhc/AEoQCcwTbAo/s320/P1050326-733657.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548991378606265154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;After dinner, we had a short worship session followed by our little skits. Some of them were really good! When it was our turn, we acted out but kept laughing along the way too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TQH6RTjzAzI/AAAAAAAABh0/4vXXR-mHYR4/s1600/P1050335-737208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TQH6RTjzAzI/AAAAAAAABh0/4vXXR-mHYR4/s320/P1050335-737208.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548991391112299314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TQH6LylqumI/AAAAAAAABf0/o8KvQz-QZtg/s1600/P1050342-714783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TQH6LylqumI/AAAAAAAABf0/o8KvQz-QZtg/s320/P1050342-714783.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548991296362429026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TQH6MQxkjdI/AAAAAAAABf8/1HShQ78hMfU/s1600/P1050346-716235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TQH6MQxkjdI/AAAAAAAABf8/1HShQ78hMfU/s320/P1050346-716235.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548991304465419730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;After our parents left, we played some night games like treasure hunting.  Its very fun and exciting. Soon it was time to sleep. You'd probably be thinking that I slept like a log but you can put that thought aside because, again, I slept at 3am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 3- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After eating breakfast, we had to pack our bags and clean up our room. Then we brought our bags to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt; room and put them in a corner. The teacher started the Prize Giving ceremony for the most attentive group, the most creative group and others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then some people were voted the most eager learner, the most attentive learner, the most gracious camper and the best camper was my friend -&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jillyn&lt;/span&gt;-. We also shared our experience with our Sunday school's friends that did not joined us for the camp. Then its Home Sweet Home...to our nice soft bed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once home, we changed into comfy clothes and fell flat on our beds...and was asleep in less than 5 seconds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;It was a fun and enjoyable camp. I hope I can attend another one soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-7551485436480688681?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/7551485436480688681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=7551485436480688681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/7551485436480688681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/7551485436480688681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-first-offical-camp.html' title='My First Offical Camp'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TQH6NeIWBfI/AAAAAAAABgc/y9h3Ju8XsyY/s72-c/P1050310-721281.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-3514615556179887701</id><published>2010-11-26T20:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T07:44:12.915+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>Road To Riding A Bicycle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today we went to East Coast Park to cycle. The two princes came along too. And for the first time, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Prince Nicholas &lt;/span&gt;can actually cycle alone...on a trainer bike of course! &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Daddy &lt;/span&gt;rented two trikes for &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Little Nicholas&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Princess Charmaine&lt;/span&gt;  and a 2 wheeler for me. He said it is time to learn how to cycle on a 2 wheeler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a total Disaster! I kept wobbling all the time and  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;daddy &lt;/span&gt;had to hold on to the bike from the back and running with me at the same time. I felt tired for him. *wink* Then&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; mommy &lt;/span&gt;taught me a easier way to ride, but that way, I got more cuts and bruises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Charmaine &lt;/span&gt;and I decided to switch bikes for a while. While she was trying to get the hang of it, I played with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Little Nicholas&lt;/span&gt; while doing it, but she (半途而废) gave up halfway as she suffers cuts too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the break, I regained some energy and both my parents took turn to "run" with me. And just before our times was up to return the bike, I miraculously and FINALLY able to ride by myself. Initially, I still need someone to hold me to start the bike going, but after I got control, I could ride pretty far! It was super EXCITING!  But I still had a  problem with steering. But mummy said I did a good job for starters. Well, I guess you really reap what you sow. All the cuts and bruises in exchange for cycling a 2 wheeler!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0abiY1gJm7o?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0abiY1gJm7o?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-3514615556179887701?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/3514615556179887701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=3514615556179887701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/3514615556179887701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/3514615556179887701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-first-experince-on-bicycle.html' title='Road To Riding A Bicycle'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-1424303055405053605</id><published>2010-10-04T14:55:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T16:06:29.819+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chess'/><title type='text'>Children's Day Celebration Chess Challenge 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TKl6sRTty8I/AAAAAAAABeU/DybVD3R6cHg/s1600/P1030969-709649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TKl6sRTty8I/AAAAAAAABeU/DybVD3R6cHg/s320/P1030969-709649.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524081318925552578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;During our last chess championship, the arbiter announced that there will be Children's Day chess championship coming up and said those interested can obtained the form from them. Since I was so interested in chess, I asked mummy to sign me  up. But mommy said its was very near our exam period and if we really want to, we have to  promise to work hard during these few weeks. We gladly promised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TKl6qdqmWGI/AAAAAAAABdc/p_B1R2VhEGI/s1600/P1030972-700745.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TKl6qdqmWGI/AAAAAAAABdc/p_B1R2VhEGI/s320/P1030972-700745.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524081287883020386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The competition was held at Chong Pang Community Centre, a half an hour drive from our place. Mommy was glad she got the GPS, otherwise, she would not know how to get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell under the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"Under 13 age group" &lt;/span&gt;which means I will be playing with kids mostly older than me.  In the first round, I played with a girl from Northland Primary (I recognised her). She is very good and I lost the first round to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second round, I met another Northland Primary boy and I lost to him. I was so discouraged but when I went out, mommy encouraged me. She said I'm doing well considering the fact that I have no personal coaches, like the rest. Just before the third round start, she reminded me to think before moving and watch the opponent's moves too. I lost the third round again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TKl6qgZYwOI/AAAAAAAABdk/um3gSxhO8ww/s1600/P1030976-702177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TKl6qgZYwOI/AAAAAAAABdk/um3gSxhO8ww/s320/P1030976-702177.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524081288616132834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;After lunch, my opponent is this boy. He is from Overseas United School or something.  This time, I won! My first win! So happy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TKl6rG7oedI/AAAAAAAABds/fpmgDBRta_c/s1600/P1030981-703769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TKl6rG7oedI/AAAAAAAABds/fpmgDBRta_c/s320/P1030981-703769.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524081298960316882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;Fifth round, I played with another boy and I won again!&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSfox000" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_1_6.gif" alt="Brows" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TKl6rsQ0RkI/AAAAAAAABd0/8GZ9NuSueOs/s1600/P1030986-706015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TKl6rsQ0RkI/AAAAAAAABd0/8GZ9NuSueOs/s320/P1030986-706015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524081308981282370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sixth round. Guess the sex of the opponent that I played with. Girl? No. Boy? Yes!  And guess whether I won or lost. I lost! Before the game start, he told me he is from the advanced level and this makes me nervous. And throughout the game, this boy kept talking and  talking. Should have raised my hand and tell arbiter. Blow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TKl6r7n4NeI/AAAAAAAABd8/RgnAbquiaNg/s1600/P1030988-707290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TKl6r7n4NeI/AAAAAAAABd8/RgnAbquiaNg/s320/P1030988-707290.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524081313104541154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;Raised my hands because he makes an illegal moves..that's for talking too much. &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSfox000" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/10/10_1_106.gif" alt="Tongue Out 2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TKl6sDrVUjI/AAAAAAAABeE/yioQmB_qQZA/s1600/P1030990-708009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TKl6sDrVUjI/AAAAAAAABeE/yioQmB_qQZA/s320/P1030990-708009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524081315266515506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;Last round! I almost won the girl!! But I didn't notice her other moves and was busy trying to check her when she counter-check on me &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSfox000" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_2_200v.gif" alt="Perturbed" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a waste! If I had won her, I will be at the 5th placing for Girls under 10 and not at the 7th place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TL5JZtsD4bI/AAAAAAAABfE/tdMUmZ2TOM8/s1600/P1040010-745567.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TL5JZtsD4bI/AAAAAAAABfE/tdMUmZ2TOM8/s320/P1040010-745567.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529938098567504306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TKl6qFwE0DI/AAAAAAAABdU/BcsKuskWDEw/s1600/P1040020-799797.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TKl6qFwE0DI/AAAAAAAABdU/BcsKuskWDEw/s320/P1040020-799797.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524081281463537714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;This is me, my sister and her friend Abigail whom we met there. A lot of our chess friends were there too. So guess we were not the only one to come for chess competition despite our exam is just 2 days away.&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSfox000" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_6_216.gif" alt="Hysterical" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&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/8735521168271434492-1424303055405053605?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/1424303055405053605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=1424303055405053605' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/1424303055405053605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/1424303055405053605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2010/10/childrens-day-celebration-chess.html' title='Children&apos;s Day Celebration Chess Challenge 2010'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TKl6sRTty8I/AAAAAAAABeU/DybVD3R6cHg/s72-c/P1030969-709649.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-5683382797762226618</id><published>2010-09-05T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T10:12:43.128+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chess'/><title type='text'>My 51st National Inter-School Team Chess Championship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was selected to represent the school to play in the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;51st National Inter-school Team Chess Championship. &lt;/span&gt;I was in Team 1 (the more experienced group) for under 9. I played the full 6 rounds and was very happy with my result. I won 4 games and lost 2 games. One of the games was playing against the Team 2 of my own school. My sister in in that team and she was taking board 4 and that's make us playing against each other, which was kind of weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TL5Kjzg8NVI/AAAAAAAABfM/cjtK-GXs4Nc/s1600/P1030625-742958.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TL5Kjzg8NVI/AAAAAAAABfM/cjtK-GXs4Nc/s320/P1030625-742958.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529939371441796434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our School Team with teachers and coach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TL5Kkr96JUI/AAAAAAAABfU/1IbdZB07C2I/s1600/P1030637-746384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TL5Kkr96JUI/AAAAAAAABfU/1IbdZB07C2I/s320/P1030637-746384.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529939386595681602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I played against Mei Mei and we kept talking. Just like the way we were when we played at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She almost won me but thanks to her slow thinking, I won! She took so long to make a move and thus, her time ran out. Our team got 12 points and was ranked 7 out of 17 team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This was me playing with Charmaine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TL5KlLLnj0I/AAAAAAAABfc/PxZW0_1XOdc/s1600/P1030652-747775.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TL5KlLLnj0I/AAAAAAAABfc/PxZW0_1XOdc/s320/P1030652-747775.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529939394974682946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Playing with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Northland&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Primary's&lt;/span&gt; girls in round 5. We lost to them 4:0&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Both &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nanyang&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Northland&lt;/span&gt; are very strong in their Chess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TL5KlT0HOQI/AAAAAAAABfk/AZ-zBZvLVS0/s1600/P1030681-748981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TL5KlT0HOQI/AAAAAAAABfk/AZ-zBZvLVS0/s320/P1030681-748981.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529939397292013826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;RGPS&lt;/span&gt;. My team members lost this round. I was the only one that won.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TL5Kl5CfTCI/AAAAAAAABfs/kpZ5iFh4uj4/s1600/P1030622-750463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TL5Kl5CfTCI/AAAAAAAABfs/kpZ5iFh4uj4/s320/P1030622-750463.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529939407284423714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Chess competition is a whole day stuff and thus can be very tiring, but it was a fun and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; more exciting and challenging than doing worksheets. &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSfox000" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/15_1_61.gif" alt="Goofy" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-5683382797762226618?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/5683382797762226618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=5683382797762226618' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/5683382797762226618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/5683382797762226618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-51st-national-inter-school-team.html' title='My 51st National Inter-School Team Chess Championship'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TL5Kjzg8NVI/AAAAAAAABfM/cjtK-GXs4Nc/s72-c/P1030625-742958.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-6738212676796602300</id><published>2010-09-02T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T12:39:49.797+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bits n Pieces'/><title type='text'>17th Commendation Awards Ceremony</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A few days ago, Our School had its 17&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; commendation awards ceremony. It was so boring and it also made me die of thirst! It was boring, alright, but, boy! was I happy when I received my certificate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TIYv7bYwUgI/AAAAAAAABc8/G1yFYepycQE/s1600/P1030560-709033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514147491772125698" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TIYv7bYwUgI/AAAAAAAABc8/G1yFYepycQE/s320/P1030560-709033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TIYv7HjH3FI/AAAAAAAABc0/P6xKLlaEly8/s1600/P1030558-708196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514147486446902354" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TIYv7HjH3FI/AAAAAAAABc0/P6xKLlaEly8/s320/P1030558-708196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There were so many different types of certificates and medals and others. But, I especially LOVE (this shows how much I like it) the one in the middle. In case you STILL can't see it, it is the thinnest one and RIGHT in the center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TIYv7jDggJI/AAAAAAAABdE/mpeE8pK6hqQ/s1600/P1030574-710799.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514147493830492306" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TIYv7jDggJI/AAAAAAAABdE/mpeE8pK6hqQ/s320/P1030574-710799.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After the long speech by the special guest, the commendation ceremony finally started! Our names were called out and we each went up stage to receive our commendation certificate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is me preparing to go upstage. In case you couldn't recognise me, I'm the second girl at the stairs. I was just a nervous wreck back then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TIYv6NfsJWI/AAAAAAAABcc/gzwJGcX9UEM/s1600/P1030575-704785.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514147470863246690" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TIYv6NfsJWI/AAAAAAAABcc/gzwJGcX9UEM/s320/P1030575-704785.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;This is me collecting my award! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TIYv6XJonwI/AAAAAAAABck/1pJiYVvQWHg/s1600/P1030580-705704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514147473455095554" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TIYv6XJonwI/AAAAAAAABck/1pJiYVvQWHg/s320/P1030580-705704.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is me with Valerie Tang and holding our awards. Nice aren't they? :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TIYv6y19lyI/AAAAAAAABcs/B5ZJpV93C8s/s1600/P1030556-707211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514147480888776482" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TIYv6y19lyI/AAAAAAAABcs/B5ZJpV93C8s/s320/P1030556-707211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is me and Valerie Tang. Valerie Tang, unfortunately( :( rotated unhappy frown), does not want to take a photo with me or rather does not even want to take a photo. :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-6738212676796602300?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/6738212676796602300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=6738212676796602300' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/6738212676796602300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/6738212676796602300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2010/09/17th-commendation-awards-ceremony.html' title='17th Commendation Awards Ceremony'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TIYv7bYwUgI/AAAAAAAABc8/G1yFYepycQE/s72-c/P1030560-709033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-6475624221748585354</id><published>2010-07-30T12:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T12:50:34.520+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>Medal Giving Ceremony In School</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;Mommy was invited by our chess teacher-in-charge to come and see us receiving the medals from our vice principal for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Inaugural Singapore Schools (Zonal) Team Championships. &lt;/span&gt;We came in second to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NYPS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;I felt really proud to go up "stage" to receive the medal in front of all my schoolmates! Why I said "stage" was because it was drizzling and the ceremony was held in the shelter and not the podium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/THyJpKhLpmI/AAAAAAAABcU/kxPMp41XnXc/s1600/DSC04688-716432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/THyJpKhLpmI/AAAAAAAABcU/kxPMp41XnXc/s320/DSC04688-716432.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511431384285816418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;See! We stood there receiving the rounds of applauds from our schoolmates! Its really feels good!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TGTGCelE3yI/AAAAAAAABbw/OhUOuap4kl0/s1600/DSC04696-713560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TGTGCelE3yI/AAAAAAAABbw/OhUOuap4kl0/s320/DSC04696-713560.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504742390424198946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;See, the vice principal even invite mommy to take a group picture. Oh..forgot to mentioned why..that's because mommy is one of the few parent volunteers for our chess club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TGTGDD_pFLI/AAAAAAAABb4/kuonzh4WsWY/s1600/DSC04698-716461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TGTGDD_pFLI/AAAAAAAABb4/kuonzh4WsWY/s320/DSC04698-716461.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504742400467735730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&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/8735521168271434492-6475624221748585354?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/6475624221748585354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=6475624221748585354' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/6475624221748585354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/6475624221748585354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2010/07/medal-giving-ceremony-in-school.html' title='Medal Giving Ceremony In School'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/THyJpKhLpmI/AAAAAAAABcU/kxPMp41XnXc/s72-c/DSC04688-716432.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-2387159715738199549</id><published>2010-07-26T12:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T12:42:09.953+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chess'/><title type='text'>Friendly Chess Competition With NYPS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/THyHyzoD8MI/AAAAAAAABcE/2y8TARItSvk/s1600/DSC04662-743147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/THyHyzoD8MI/AAAAAAAABcE/2y8TARItSvk/s320/DSC04662-743147.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511429350916092098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/THyHzFmMkgI/AAAAAAAABcM/7_Gmu-3UWDE/s1600/DSC04667-744549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/THyHzFmMkgI/AAAAAAAABcM/7_Gmu-3UWDE/s320/DSC04667-744549.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511429355740107266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TGTF6KzBbAI/AAAAAAAABbo/HYBq65gMObI/s1600/DSC04670-780053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TGTF6KzBbAI/AAAAAAAABbo/HYBq65gMObI/s320/DSC04670-780053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504742247675030530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We had a friendly chess competition with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nanyang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Primary's&lt;/span&gt; girls today. It should had been before the Inaugural Singapore Schools (Zonal) Team Championships but this was arranged way before we were notified of the tournament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, our school vice-principal graced the event and after her speech, we start. Its only a very short game as we only have time to play 2 rounds. Refreshment was also provided after the first round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;NYPS&lt;/span&gt; won but our school was so thoughtful to give medals to both school., knowing we kiddos like medals. But the winning school has the trophy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-2387159715738199549?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/2387159715738199549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=2387159715738199549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/2387159715738199549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/2387159715738199549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2010/07/friendly-chess-competition-with-nyps.html' title='Friendly Chess Competition With NYPS'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/THyHyzoD8MI/AAAAAAAABcE/2y8TARItSvk/s72-c/DSC04662-743147.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-2169068106339233186</id><published>2010-07-22T18:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T20:31:08.074+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>Inaugural Singapore Schools (Zonal) Team Championships</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TF1OcM8c_cI/AAAAAAAABbY/uP6tqJ2whww/s1600/DSC04627-743958.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TF1OcM8c_cI/AAAAAAAABbY/uP6tqJ2whww/s320/DSC04627-743958.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502640566134701506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was raining in the morning and road was congested with cars. By the time the school bus got to the competition venue @ &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ulu Pandan Community Centre&lt;/span&gt;, I was feeling unwell and nausea. I asked my teacher if I could sit down for a few minutes, and she said “yes”. But the moment I sat down, I started throwing up. Luckily mummy arrived (what luck!) and helped me clean up while the teachers put my friends into teams. My friend, Claire, who was the team reserve (a person that takes over you when you feel like resting or are sick and do not want to play that round) took over the first round&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;for me while I rest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Altogether, I threw up about 5 times and had tummy cramps. But after emptying my stomach, I felt much better and I told mom that I can play the second round. Mom suspected I am suffering from motion-sickness cos every time I'm stuck in a traffic jam, I will feel nausea. Which was what happened to me this morning.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As I felt much better, Teacher-in-charge put me in for the second round. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I went into the chess hall just in time to hear,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; "PLEASE TAKE YOUR PLACES AND SETTLE DOWN!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;booming over the loud speaker. “shoots.” I whispered to myself. “ Now I’ll never be able to find my place.” Luckily, the team captain came over and told me where my place was. “ Phew!" I sighed as I walked to my place. As I sat down, the loudspeaker boomed again "&lt;span class="MsoBookTitle"&gt;PLEASE START!&lt;/span&gt;” I gasped and walked to my place in the fastest pace I can manage with cramp tummy.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TF1OaqyPjkI/AAAAAAAABa4/8DNGJRB_Fl0/s1600/DSC04625-738354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TF1OaqyPjkI/AAAAAAAABa4/8DNGJRB_Fl0/s320/DSC04625-738354.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502640539785203266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TF1Oa7VI3lI/AAAAAAAABbA/rY_XFgUricQ/s1600/DSC04624-739487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TF1Oa7VI3lI/AAAAAAAABbA/rY_XFgUricQ/s320/DSC04624-739487.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502640544226532946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As I sat down, I shook hands with my opponent and shook with fear myself.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Mummy went out of the room and watched me through the glass panel. Less than 2 minutes into the game, I raised my hands and mom thought I was unwell again and worried that I might throw up on the spot. But silly mommy didn’t know that I raise my hands because I have WON! I beat my opponent from Rulang Primary School in 3 moves!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TF1ObgjY-VI/AAAAAAAABbQ/4pKoZQ4hCbo/s1600/DSC04628-742904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TF1ObgjY-VI/AAAAAAAABbQ/4pKoZQ4hCbo/s320/DSC04628-742904.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502640554218420562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I won the second games too but lost the third to Nanyang Primary. The girl was playing dirty. She kept kicking my legs under the table and kept rushing me and teasing, saying that I’m going to lose the game right from the beginning!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When I walked out of the hall, I complaint to my teacher and she said they are playing mind games and next time if my opponent does that, I should raise my hand and inform the arbiter about it. Then my friends came down, all grumbling about Nanyang’s players. One claimed she had been kicked and another being rushed. So I’m not the only one that got bully by them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I didn’t play the last round, giving Claire a chance to play, while I rested with mommy.&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TF0z0kz7XtI/AAAAAAAABaI/NVo9IFKqI_w/s1600/DSC04636-730584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TF0z0kz7XtI/AAAAAAAABaI/NVo9IFKqI_w/s320/DSC04636-730584.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502611298044305106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My team won a silver medal each (including me) under the West Zone Girls’ under 9 losing to Nanyang Primary. We went up stage to collect the medal. Though we came in second, I still feel very proud! Teacher said she will keep the medal for us and we will have the prize giving ceremony next Friday. We will go up stage again to receive the same medal, this time, from our School Principal.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TF1ObGbb8nI/AAAAAAAABbI/8s1sg9hCSxw/s1600/DSC04639-740638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TF1ObGbb8nI/AAAAAAAABbI/8s1sg9hCSxw/s320/DSC04639-740638.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502640547205739122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;Look pale right? Mommy really concern over my tummy cramp as its too frequent. I can have tummy pain every other week. Mommy even brought me to doctor to check if there were any underlying illness but doctor says "nope".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/8735521168271434492-2169068106339233186?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/2169068106339233186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=2169068106339233186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/2169068106339233186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/2169068106339233186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2010/07/inaugural-singapore-schools-zonal-team.html' title='Inaugural Singapore Schools (Zonal) Team Championships'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TF1OcM8c_cI/AAAAAAAABbY/uP6tqJ2whww/s72-c/DSC04627-743958.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-330539281291745576</id><published>2010-06-07T22:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T18:20:21.598+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sport'/><title type='text'>National Survival Swimming Award - Silver</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TAz7dD8m2QI/AAAAAAAABYo/q71GzJaIXxM/s1600/R+Swimming+Silver002-720565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TAz7dD8m2QI/AAAAAAAABYo/q71GzJaIXxM/s320/R+Swimming+Silver002-720565.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480031323297339650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;Mommy finally found my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Certificate for the Survival Test!&lt;/span&gt; With the house moving, she had thought it was misplaced and couldn't find it anywhere. And when she gave up hunting, it re-appear.... in my drawer...&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSfox000" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_6_11.gif" alt="Sickened" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-330539281291745576?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/330539281291745576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=330539281291745576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/330539281291745576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/330539281291745576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2010/06/national-survival-swimming-award-silver.html' title='National Survival Swimming Award - Silver'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TAz7dD8m2QI/AAAAAAAABYo/q71GzJaIXxM/s72-c/R+Swimming+Silver002-720565.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-9195545915441746421</id><published>2010-05-27T14:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T11:30:48.376+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='performance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>Primary 3 Musical Extravaganza</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today is our last day of school before the June holiday and also Primary 3's musical performance night. We had been practicing for tonight for the past few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My class will be performing the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Ali Baba and the forty thieves&lt;/span&gt;. I was part of Mustafa's gang and had to do some silly and funny actions. We were the first class to perform and thus, we dressed up first. But dressing us (40 pupils) is not an easy and simple job. Thankfully, some mommies (including mine) were there to help or we won't be able to start on time. The prefects had to keep coming over to hurry us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a very good experience for me and I really enjoyed myself up there. After our performance,  we went to the changing rooms to change back to our uniforms and went back to the auditorium to watch other classes perform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sumptuous dinner before we changed into our costume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TD_RDmf1MEI/AAAAAAAABZA/HupLdCkzQiQ/s1600/DSC04080-701982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TD_RDmf1MEI/AAAAAAAABZA/HupLdCkzQiQ/s320/DSC04080-701982.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494339930219163714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the dressing room with my best friend, Rachel You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TD_RD1RMwYI/AAAAAAAABZI/HtxkxXEqOx8/s1600/DSC04081-703110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TD_RD1RMwYI/AAAAAAAABZI/HtxkxXEqOx8/s320/DSC04081-703110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494339934184325506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TD_REclGm0I/AAAAAAAABZQ/QAXnGHLJESg/s1600/DSC04082-705060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TD_REclGm0I/AAAAAAAABZQ/QAXnGHLJESg/s320/DSC04082-705060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494339944736791362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TD_REvWvf3I/AAAAAAAABZY/ZZN5kxNHcrU/s1600/DSC04083-706359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TD_REvWvf3I/AAAAAAAABZY/ZZN5kxNHcrU/s320/DSC04083-706359.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494339949776830322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All Ready for the performance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TD_RE2TlLaI/AAAAAAAABZg/4DUj_vdlP0c/s1600/DSC04084-707820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TD_RE2TlLaI/AAAAAAAABZg/4DUj_vdlP0c/s320/DSC04084-707820.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494339951642619298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spot me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TD_RFpdRFKI/AAAAAAAABZo/t4NgLuhlwFU/s1600/DSC04087-710688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TD_RFpdRFKI/AAAAAAAABZo/t4NgLuhlwFU/s320/DSC04087-710688.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494339965373453474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TD_RGK-iJ_I/AAAAAAAABZw/BnVJ1IaKAiY/s1600/DSC04091-712651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TD_RGK-iJ_I/AAAAAAAABZw/BnVJ1IaKAiY/s320/DSC04091-712651.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494339974371354610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TD_RGcVavBI/AAAAAAAABZ4/wFmSNYuFfIU/s1600/DSC04093-713737.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TD_RGcVavBI/AAAAAAAABZ4/wFmSNYuFfIU/s320/DSC04093-713737.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494339979030739986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TD_RGtxjLiI/AAAAAAAABaA/9NK24MYBzrg/s1600/DSC04096-714795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TD_RGtxjLiI/AAAAAAAABaA/9NK24MYBzrg/s320/DSC04096-714795.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494339983712136738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TD_RDdlAR2I/AAAAAAAABY4/bKD6g9jNHpw/s1600/DSC04097-700979.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TD_RDdlAR2I/AAAAAAAABY4/bKD6g9jNHpw/s320/DSC04097-700979.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494339927824942946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-9195545915441746421?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/9195545915441746421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=9195545915441746421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/9195545915441746421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/9195545915441746421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2010/05/primary-3-musical-extravaganza.html' title='Primary 3 Musical Extravaganza'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TD_RDmf1MEI/AAAAAAAABZA/HupLdCkzQiQ/s72-c/DSC04080-701982.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-1499805058993583740</id><published>2010-05-24T20:22:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T11:10:54.854+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bits n Pieces'/><title type='text'>I AM IN THE PAPERS!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am so excited when daddy sms-ed mommy while we were at church, telling her that I am in the Sunday Times! But mommy have doubts and thought daddy was just pulling a fast one but when we got home, daddy showed me the papers and I was jumping, showing everyone the photos. In picture, I was being carried by my aunty (helper) and trying to aim. Funny, I didn't know I was being photograph although mommy said there were journalist around when we boarded the vessel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know I look ridiculous in that  Thomas the Tank engine's hat but... ya know, its my brother's and I just put it on because he didn't want to wear it at that moment. My family members only noticed it was me when they saw my aunty, so I doubt any of my friends is able to link the girl to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TDaSCHi4AUI/AAAAAAAABYw/rGxk5AJ52VA/s1600/newspaper001-744709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TDaSCHi4AUI/AAAAAAAABYw/rGxk5AJ52VA/s320/newspaper001-744709.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491737360707617090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-1499805058993583740?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/1499805058993583740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=1499805058993583740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/1499805058993583740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/1499805058993583740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-am-in-papers.html' title='I AM IN THE PAPERS!!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/TDaSCHi4AUI/AAAAAAAABYw/rGxk5AJ52VA/s72-c/newspaper001-744709.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-6996533945012460272</id><published>2010-05-22T20:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T14:46:00.617+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>Navy Open House 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="visibility: visible; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-b3.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" style="width: 426px; height: 320px;" width="426" height="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-b3.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=720575940403201971&amp;amp;site=widget-b3.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=720575940403201971&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-b3.slide.com/p1/720575940403201971/ms_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=720575940403201971&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-b3.slide.com/p2/720575940403201971/ms_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=720575940403201971&amp;amp;map=E" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-b3.slide.com/m/720575940403201971/ms_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide9_1.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today I went to the Navy Open House. It is so cool!! First we took a bus to the place. When we reached there, I was like a dog with two tails (very excited and happy).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First, we went to the smallest vessel. It had a bedroom, toilet and a kitchen. We were allowed to go inside the bedroom, but not to the toilet and kitchen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Next, we went to the biggest ship. It had a bedroom, kitchen, toilet, gym and even a medical supply room. The medical supply room was there for emergency treatment. It acts as an operating theatre for navy sailors too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After that, we watched a movie and left. I had a wonderful time there and I asked mummy to bring me there again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..just noticed meimei wrote very detailed one on her blog! Well, of course, since she had more time to write than me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-6996533945012460272?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/6996533945012460272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=6996533945012460272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/6996533945012460272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/6996533945012460272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2010/05/navy-open-house-2010.html' title='Navy Open House 2010'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-8513972388376821900</id><published>2010-05-16T12:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T17:52:37.231+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>My First Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-1b.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="426" style="width:426px;height:320px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-1b.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;il=1&amp;channel=720575940403193115&amp;site=widget-1b.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p style="white-space:nowrap"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=720575940403193115&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-1b.slide.com/p1/720575940403193115/ms_t028_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=720575940403193115&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-1b.slide.com/p2/720575940403193115/ms_t028_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=720575940403193115&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-1b.slide.com/p4/720575940403193115/ms_t028_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday, I went camping with my whole family at East Coast. The weather was hot, so once we arrived, daddy couldn't wait to get each of us an ice-cream. We selected a spot under a coconut tree that is closest to the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mummy started to pitch the tent and we gladly ran to help. We held on to the sides of the tent while mummy pitched it properly. When everything was done and our bags were in the tent, we went to the beach and play. We collected sea shells, swam  and built sandcastles. After some time, daddy said its enough and told us to have our shower. Our aunty helped shower us at the "open shower area" and we changed into our fresh clothes at the changing room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When we were all clean and ready, mummy bade us goodbye, leaving daddy and us (Nicholas, Charmaine and me). But just before she left, she asked Nicholas if he is okay and he said he will patrol around the tent at night when we are asleep. &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSfox000" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_1_213.gif" alt="Laugh" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So mummy left with Ryan and aunty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Daddy and Nicholas took a short nap while Charmaine and I read our books. When they woke up, we had our dinner and went cycling. Daddy paid for 3 bicycles for 2 hours but after cycling for only 45 minutes, I was sleepy and we decided to return the bicycles and head back to our tent. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But in the tent, Nicholas started to cry and wanted mummy and wanted to go home. Daddy tried to pacify him but he just kept on wimping and asking for mummy. In the end, daddy called our grandma who was nearby to fetch him back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After he left, we slept but the night was warm. I woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep anymore, so I went out to sit on our chair and look at the waves. After a while, I went back in and sleep. The morning breeze was cold and it woke us up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We walked to the kisok and rented a roller-blade. We roller-bladed to MacDonald's for breakfast and called mummy to come and picked us. When mummy arrived, she helped us to dismantle the tent and packed up our things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed myself thoroughly and I hope to go there again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-8513972388376821900?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/8513972388376821900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=8513972388376821900' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/8513972388376821900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/8513972388376821900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-first-camp.html' title='My First Camp'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-1949667136780913072</id><published>2010-05-14T17:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T18:29:11.301+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Zainy Brainy Games 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S_kAuGFzqBI/AAAAAAAABYY/EUfnJKGRBHE/s1600/IMG_0451-748914.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S_kAuGFzqBI/AAAAAAAABYY/EUfnJKGRBHE/s320/IMG_0451-748914.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474407613954500626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today, we had our yearly &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Zany&lt;/span&gt; Brainy Games&lt;/span&gt;. This year, we were divided in 4 teams per class, Team A, Team B, Team C and Team D. I was in Team D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We started the day with some dance challenge, followed by design-a-decal competition for our school's car decal. Mommy was part of the parent volunteer and was with mei mei's class, but we met up during recess and she passed me a McMuffin and a cup of ice milo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After recess, we went to different classrooms to play the games. There are 3 games to complete : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Ping Pong Pass;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Castles In The Sky&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Crazy Hair. &lt;/span&gt; Its a team and class level competition. The best team and best class in each level will win a prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Ping Pong Pass,&lt;/span&gt; we had to pass the ping pong ball down the line and whichever team passes the most win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Castles In The Sky&lt;/span&gt; requires us to built pyramid using cards. And different level had different points. So the higher we built, the more points we get. But its very difficult to built it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Crazy Hair&lt;/span&gt; requires 5 members of each team to have their hair tied. We need to tie as many pong tails as possible to win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad to say, both my team and class did not win any thing but I enjoyed my day thoroughly and I wish every day was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Zany&lt;/span&gt; Brainy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S_kDCV-LXiI/AAAAAAAABYg/eV8I2KcVH_c/s1600/023-741143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S_kDCV-LXiI/AAAAAAAABYg/eV8I2KcVH_c/s320/023-741143.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474410160838106658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;Mommy sneaked over to see how I was doing and took a photo of me and my good friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/8735521168271434492-1949667136780913072?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/1949667136780913072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=1949667136780913072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/1949667136780913072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/1949667136780913072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2010/05/zainy-brainy-games-2010.html' title='Zainy Brainy Games 2010'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S_kAuGFzqBI/AAAAAAAABYY/EUfnJKGRBHE/s72-c/IMG_0451-748914.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-762403716642713802</id><published>2010-03-31T12:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T20:07:04.001+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Birthday celebration @ home</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;Another round of birthday celebration for me at home, this time, just our family members. Mom brought us to Cold Storage @ King's Albert Park to choose the cake right after our school. Mom said I have expensive taste because I chosen the most expensive one there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S8VAbYPurUI/AAAAAAAABXA/9L2MwF5yqxw/s1600/DSC03843-785612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S8VAbYPurUI/AAAAAAAABXA/9L2MwF5yqxw/s320/DSC03843-785612.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459840962365664578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;Mommy likes this photo the best..she said its so difficult nowadays to catch the 2 of us in such loving pose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S8VAcSTKK_I/AAAAAAAABXQ/OCUEbdCEbhU/s1600/DSC03845-789182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S8VAcSTKK_I/AAAAAAAABXQ/OCUEbdCEbhU/s320/DSC03845-789182.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459840977949305842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S8VAdD1tN4I/AAAAAAAABXY/hQif2OGuJio/s1600/DSC03846-792486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S8VAdD1tN4I/AAAAAAAABXY/hQif2OGuJio/s320/DSC03846-792486.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459840991247546242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;A quick snap shot of our family picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S8VAeKEHPWI/AAAAAAAABXo/lrSXiI4r3yg/s1600/DSC03848-795864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S8VAeKEHPWI/AAAAAAAABXo/lrSXiI4r3yg/s320/DSC03848-795864.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459841010098453858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S8VAa4zuNiI/AAAAAAAABW4/Db5-7lvHPpE/s1600/DSC03853-783533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S8VAa4zuNiI/AAAAAAAABW4/Db5-7lvHPpE/s320/DSC03853-783533.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459840953926694434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME, AGAIN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-762403716642713802?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/762403716642713802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=762403716642713802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/762403716642713802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/762403716642713802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2010/03/birthday-celebration-home.html' title='Birthday celebration @ home'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S8VAbYPurUI/AAAAAAAABXA/9L2MwF5yqxw/s72-c/DSC03843-785612.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-2355087535720250741</id><published>2010-03-30T12:39:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T18:54:18.076+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Mini 9 years Old Birthday Bash</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mummy promised me that if I work hard, she would let me celebrate my birthday at somewhere fun. So, I work very hard and tried my best to behave so as to be able to celebrate my birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2 weeks before my birthday, mummy passed me 8 of this home-made invitation cards to be given to 8 friends of my choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S8VDq1UqokI/AAAAAAAABYQ/p_rVucQACaA/s1600/invites-715459.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459844526403920450" style="WIDTH: 384px; HEIGHT: 344px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S8VDq1UqokI/AAAAAAAABYQ/p_rVucQACaA/s320/invites-715459.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;My birthday party began at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Swensen's&lt;/span&gt;. We had light snacks and ice-creams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S7GAv5O8HPI/AAAAAAAABWQ/v7ShOYdjOOU/s1600/DSC03830-731590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454282184028069106" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S7GAv5O8HPI/AAAAAAAABWQ/v7ShOYdjOOU/s320/DSC03830-731590.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="justify"&gt;After eating at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Swensen's&lt;/span&gt;, we head over to the arcade. We took a few pictures at the steps. Can you spot me? I am the one that is on the lower step, second one from the left, in a white dress. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S7GAwL7NI1I/AAAAAAAABWY/8_jlNyfsM8M/s1600/DSC03831-732837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454282189045572434" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S7GAwL7NI1I/AAAAAAAABWY/8_jlNyfsM8M/s320/DSC03831-732837.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we headed over to the arcade where mummy gave us each a bag of tokens to play. We played many games but the best game of all was the ''table hockey''. It was so fun!! Most of the time I won because my opponent was not concentrating. Mummy said that the "table hockey" looked very fun. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S7GAwY66PmI/AAAAAAAABWg/P6FK6WCsxmo/s1600/DSC03834-733837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454282192533995106" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S7GAwY66PmI/AAAAAAAABWg/P6FK6WCsxmo/s320/DSC03834-733837.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas, (my younger brother) wanted to play racing cars but he was too short to reach the pedal and he didn't want daddy to help him. He said he is a big boy and he wanted to do it on his own. Daddy tried then to distract him with the shooting games and he forgotten all about the racing cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S7GAw8DWn9I/AAAAAAAABWo/IQLx7sMDqBc/s1600/DSC03836-735503.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454282201964650450" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S7GAw8DWn9I/AAAAAAAABWo/IQLx7sMDqBc/s320/DSC03836-735503.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mei Mei playing the "&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;RACING CAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;" with my best friend &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S7GAxXjVtfI/AAAAAAAABWw/kpPm-ozxSz4/s1600/DSC03842-737220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454282209346565618" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S7GAxXjVtfI/AAAAAAAABWw/kpPm-ozxSz4/s320/DSC03842-737220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;After an hour of games, its time for movie! As you can guess it, we watching the Diary of a Wimpy kid. It was funny and exactly like the second copy of the book, I enjoyed it thoroughly!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Thank you all my friends for coming to my mini party and I really enjoyed myself very much! Now, I'm looking forward to my next birthday celebration...hopefully at &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"build a bear workshop".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-2355087535720250741?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/2355087535720250741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=2355087535720250741' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/2355087535720250741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/2355087535720250741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2010/03/mini-9-years-old-birthday-bash.html' title='Mini 9 years Old Birthday Bash'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S8VDq1UqokI/AAAAAAAABYQ/p_rVucQACaA/s72-c/invites-715459.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-5028473821065437368</id><published>2010-03-13T12:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T11:49:25.102+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bits n Pieces'/><title type='text'>Chess Competition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;MON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I received the note that I was selected to participate in the " &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Inter-School Chess Competition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;", &lt;/span&gt;I felt happy and nervous. Happy because I would be representing our school and nervous because I felt that I am not good enough to win. Mommy told me to just go for it and take it as an experience. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Meimei &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;will be there too (She was selected too!) So those that was selected had to stay back in school today for an extra hour for training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TUE-FRI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been practising every evening with &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Meimei &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;to prepare for the &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;Chess competition&lt;/span&gt;. Its not easy having to juggle both school's work and chess. Its tough but I told myself I have to train for the competition. &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;color:#ff0000;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;SAT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the big day. I woke up at 6:30am this morning to prepare myself. After breakfast, mummy gave&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; Mei Mei&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;and I some money and fetched us to school to meet up with the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,102)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;COMPETITION TIME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;When everyone arrives, we set off to Toa Payoh where the competition is being held. &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;I was very excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S7Fuya_M4LI/AAAAAAAABVo/w9foE2uaUzY/s1600/DSC03801-733910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454262436239302834" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S7Fuya_M4LI/AAAAAAAABVo/w9foE2uaUzY/s320/DSC03801-733910.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S7Fuy8QZ6fI/AAAAAAAABVw/w5GnlfghImY/s1600/DSC03785-735303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454262445169830386" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S7Fuy8QZ6fI/AAAAAAAABVw/w5GnlfghImY/s320/DSC03785-735303.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;See the number of participants!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S7Fuze2FGgI/AAAAAAAABV4/zgr45OSnYDo/s1600/DSC03786-736988.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454262454454655490" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S7Fuze2FGgI/AAAAAAAABV4/zgr45OSnYDo/s320/DSC03786-736988.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S7Fuz5ZfVAI/AAAAAAAABWA/3ZP_UUjQuYc/s1600/DSC03788-739352.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;When the competition was about the begin, the parents were required to leave the hall. Then, the principal of the school started the competition. We shook hands with our opponent and started the competition. After every game we had an hour of tea break. During the tea break, we snack around and played chess with each other. When the tea break was over, we were supposed to go back up to check the pairing (who our opponent is). After 3 rounds we had lunch (provided by our school). I ordered a cheese burger and sprite. After lunch, we continued the next 5 rounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S7FuxyeoDCI/AAAAAAAABVY/wZeGBXtM8OQ/s1600/DSC03792-731424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454262425365253154" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S7FuxyeoDCI/AAAAAAAABVY/wZeGBXtM8OQ/s320/DSC03792-731424.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S7FuyMcHSvI/AAAAAAAABVg/5I-U0DkO4ec/s1600/DSC03793-732805.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S7Fuya_M4LI/AAAAAAAABVo/w9foE2uaUzY/s1600/DSC03801-733910.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S7Fuy8QZ6fI/AAAAAAAABVw/w5GnlfghImY/s1600/DSC03785-735303.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S7Fuze2FGgI/AAAAAAAABV4/zgr45OSnYDo/s1600/DSC03786-736988.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S7Fuz5ZfVAI/AAAAAAAABWA/3ZP_UUjQuYc/s1600/DSC03788-739352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454262461582496770" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S7Fuz5ZfVAI/AAAAAAAABWA/3ZP_UUjQuYc/s320/DSC03788-739352.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Relax play during break time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;PRIZE GIVING CEREMONY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;fter the games, I told mummy that I had won 3 and a half points. Mummy told me that that score wouldn't get me any medal but nonetheless, we stayed for the prize giving ceremony. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Today is a very good experience for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/8735521168271434492-5028473821065437368?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/5028473821065437368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=5028473821065437368' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/5028473821065437368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/5028473821065437368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2010/03/chess-competition.html' title='Chess Competition'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S7Fuya_M4LI/AAAAAAAABVo/w9foE2uaUzY/s72-c/DSC03801-733910.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-5431633319893226180</id><published>2010-03-11T20:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T15:06:30.528+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sport'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>Forest Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today I went to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Forest Adventure&lt;/span&gt; with my school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached there, the guide introduced herself to us. She asked us if we were confident of going up and we said yes. So she divided us into two groups. Then, she helped us up a flight of stairs. For the first time, I went alone on all the stations &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;without mummy that's why you can't see any pictures here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;. When six of us were at the top, the guide fastened a thick rope to our safety harness and asked us to cross the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;wobbly bridge&lt;/span&gt;. (She also explained the instructions)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the six of us had crossed the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;wobbly bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, we continued to other stations. Other stations were more fun but also more challenging. We had to go through stations like the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;trampeze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;puller&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;zipper&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;stretcher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; and the reason why we went through the difficulty was to get to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ZIP LINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; The &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Zip Line&lt;/span&gt; in other words was a mini flying fox. Its so fun to "fly"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Zip Line&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; we had a tea break while waiting for the rest  to complete. When all were done, we head back to school for other lessons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-5431633319893226180?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/5431633319893226180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=5431633319893226180' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/5431633319893226180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/5431633319893226180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2010/03/forest-adventure.html' title='Forest Adventure'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-6054805319033940912</id><published>2010-03-10T17:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T11:30:29.734+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bento'/><title type='text'>Bento #73</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: left; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" class="mobile-photo"&gt;Posted by Mommy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S5dgOWFDQoI/AAAAAAAABVQ/Pawt4vI5TW0/s1600-h/DSC03778-769489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S5dgOWFDQoI/AAAAAAAABVQ/Pawt4vI5TW0/s320/DSC03778-769489.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446928073889104514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Bread with Sardines; blue berries and chocolates in gold wrap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Similar to the previous bento just that I use the seaweed to give some "life" to it. The girls love the face :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-6054805319033940912?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/6054805319033940912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=6054805319033940912' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/6054805319033940912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/6054805319033940912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2010/03/bento-73.html' title='Bento #73'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S5dgOWFDQoI/AAAAAAAABVQ/Pawt4vI5TW0/s72-c/DSC03778-769489.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-5588833076926564842</id><published>2010-03-01T16:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T16:56:35.852+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bento'/><title type='text'>Bento #72</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Posted By Mommy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S5dYX2IYR2I/AAAAAAAABU8/Ch9ADCrrN_o/s1600-h/DSC03773-759845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446919441018799970" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S5dYX2IYR2I/AAAAAAAABU8/Ch9ADCrrN_o/s320/DSC03773-759845.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Bread with tuna stuffings; papaya and chocolates in gold wrap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;What a long break from my last bento post! Not that I did not prepare bentos for my 2 darlings, but was just too lazy to take pictures and also no new ideas, so did not bother to post it up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;The bread with tuna stuffing idea comes from &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LZmommy.&lt;/span&gt; But I do not have the "special" mould, so I had to improvise it. First, I spread some tunas at the centre of the bread. Before I place the other bread on top, I pressed it gently with the Hello Kitty mould to get the imprint. Next, put in on top of the fillings and used the bunny rice mould to press on the bread and cut the shape out with the help of Mr Knife. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-5588833076926564842?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/5588833076926564842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=5588833076926564842' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/5588833076926564842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/5588833076926564842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2010/03/bento-72.html' title='Bento #72'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S5dYX2IYR2I/AAAAAAAABU8/Ch9ADCrrN_o/s72-c/DSC03773-759845.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-2254964323829913978</id><published>2010-01-19T15:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T15:32:10.986+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Piano'/><title type='text'>Grade 2 Theory Exam</title><content type='html'>I was worried that I did not do well but mommy a few days ago, my piano teacher sms mommy and excitedly informed her that I passed my Grade 2 Theory with MERIT!!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;YIPPEE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, through the post, I received the CERTIFICATE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in cloud nine now!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S1_r2-kJpcI/AAAAAAAABU0/dRZxMYbTlYE/s1600-h/img015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S1_r2-kJpcI/AAAAAAAABU0/dRZxMYbTlYE/s320/img015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431319005372196290" 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/8735521168271434492-2254964323829913978?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/2254964323829913978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=2254964323829913978' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/2254964323829913978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/2254964323829913978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2010/01/grade-2-theory-exam.html' title='Grade 2 Theory Exam'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/S1_r2-kJpcI/AAAAAAAABU0/dRZxMYbTlYE/s72-c/img015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-9203332048523187067</id><published>2009-12-26T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T23:03:12.792+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>Our Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Christmas eve, our parents decided to take us for a movie but all the tickets were sold out. Since we couldn't watch the movie, so we went for a buffet at the restaurant next door. After dinner, daddy drove us through Orchard road to see the Christmas light-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Christmas morning, we woke up and wished each other "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Merry Christmas&lt;/span&gt;." After that we gave out all the Christmas cards that we made. We changed and met up with our grandparents at East Coast for lunch. After a scrumptious meal, we headed to my favourite place- Ikea's small land, while the adults shopped at Ikea. Our paternal grandfather and aunt came over to our house for Christmas dinner. We ate stuffed turkey; sausages and baked scallop. We even had ice-cream for desert. Next came the most exciting part, unwrapping our present!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  On the second day of Christmas, we fetched our cousin Daryl and went to this place called Peek-A-Boo to meet up with my sister's friends. We played for two hours and parted ways. In the evening, our maternal grandmother and aunts came over for a BBQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The Christmas that I had was wonderful. I wish I still have more presents to open though. I also liked the day when I went to Peek-A-Boo. It was very fun!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-9203332048523187067?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/9203332048523187067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=9203332048523187067' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/9203332048523187067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/9203332048523187067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/12/our-christmas.html' title='Our Christmas'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-8996266506281836069</id><published>2009-11-28T15:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T00:07:22.385+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>A Day At The Singapore Discovery Centre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today we went to the science discovery centre. It was very big and crowded. A guide was assigned to show us around. First, we saw what it was like during the olden times. We were amazed by what had happened before. Then, she took us to for a short movie called "&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I AM SO SINGAPORE&lt;/span&gt;". After that, we watched another movie called "&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;CALL OF THE WILD&lt;/span&gt;". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Soon it was lunch time. As we ate, we chatted about the show. When we were done, the teacher did a head count. After that we headed for the army museum. There was a show on how Singapore's army fought. At the end of the show, a helicopter span and it was really windy. We wanted to do some gun-shooting but we were too short. So while the taller ones did that, we did some badge making. We also went for a lucky draw. (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;How lucky some times bad things turn out to be good&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;/em&gt; After that we all went to the talking robot. If you asked him a question he can answer it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Next, we went for our afternoon tea before splitting again. While the older ones went to speedboat, we stayed indoors to play some games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But minutes after, they headed back to the cafe as it had started to rain. We moved on to watch the movie called "&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;THE CHRISTMAS CAROL&lt;/span&gt;". After the movie, we went to talk to the talking robot again before we end the excursion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-8996266506281836069?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/8996266506281836069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=8996266506281836069' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/8996266506281836069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/8996266506281836069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-at-science-discovery-centre.html' title='A Day At The Singapore Discovery Centre'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-2631886164226801729</id><published>2009-11-05T17:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T17:48:25.954+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Fellowship Day Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A few weeks ago, while we were having our morning assembly, a teacher ( Mrs Julia) announced that there would be a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;fellowship day camp&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;coming on. She also told us to collect the consent form from the library. We were all so excited that we jumped with glee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The big day soon arrived! I was so happy that both Primary and Secondary had came. I saw many of my friends there too. We sang songs, danced, ate morning tea, lunch and afternoon tea. After we came back from afternoon tea, the teachers would tell us some bible stories. Then we would play a few games like passing the parcel, hide-and-seek and wacko. I enjoyed it as much as my friends did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;first day&lt;/span&gt; of the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;fellowship day camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, we made our name tags. We were given a piece of paper, a pair of scissors and some coloured pens. You have to write your name on the piece of paper and put some decorations on it. Once completed, we gave it to the teachers and they will help us punch holes and slip the string through the holes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On the &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;second day&lt;/span&gt;, we had to practice for a play. Our group's play was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"God's call to Elisha".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; As I was too shy and also can't remember the dialogue, I played the role of an ox together with some of my friends. I was being selected to play the role of the slaughtered ox!!&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; *sob sob*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Some acted as guest. We had a lot of fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On the third day, we acted on stage for the rest of the campers to see. It was a great success.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Soon 3 fun-filled days were over. We were very sad because the group leader is so nice to us and we had so much fun. I hope to attend the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;fellowship day camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; again next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-2631886164226801729?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/2631886164226801729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=2631886164226801729' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/2631886164226801729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/2631886164226801729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/11/fellowship-day-camp.html' title='Fellowship Day Camp'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-6062259557177131865</id><published>2009-10-31T12:57:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T17:43:30.171+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Piano'/><title type='text'>Grade 2 Piano Theory Exam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today is my Grade 2 piano theory exam. Just before I went into the exam hall, mummy prayed for me. She reminded me to check my work and do everything carefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was scared at first but soon calmed down. The examiner told me to take out my pencil case and start writing, and I did as she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the whole one hour or so, we sat at our desk and wrote and wrote. It was quiet a long time. It was very difficult but I managed to figure some of them out. I could do everything, all except for one. No matter how I thought about it, I still could not figure out the answer. I just wrote down what I thought it was. I was very upset. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mummy was waiting for me outside and I told her what had happened.  As usual, she said the same old sentence, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"As long as you tried your best, its okay."&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/8735521168271434492-6062259557177131865?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/6062259557177131865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=6062259557177131865' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/6062259557177131865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/6062259557177131865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/10/grade-2-piano-theory-exam.html' title='Grade 2 Piano Theory Exam'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-4374131042468160136</id><published>2009-10-28T16:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T17:03:26.663+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Chess Competition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;A few weeks ago, we had a chess competition in school. We played 6 games of chess and I won for 4 rounds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Today during flag assembly, a teacher announced that they were going to give away the medals to the winners. I was SO happy as I knew beforehand that I will receive a bronze medal for coming in 5th. When my name was called, I ran up the stage and nervously received my medal. I was so nervous that I dared not look at anyone below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;When I told mummy that, she was so proud of me, but I told mommy that I am not contented because I wanted to get 1st place as 1st place got to receive a trophy. But mummy says that I must be happy to get the medal and she was very pleased with my progress since I only learnt Chess in the beginning of this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I really must admit that today is the best day of my 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/8735521168271434492-4374131042468160136?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/4374131042468160136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=4374131042468160136' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/4374131042468160136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/4374131042468160136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/10/chess-competition.html' title='Chess Competition'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-1564746926117688443</id><published>2009-09-12T13:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T15:59:20.958+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Academic'/><title type='text'>International Competitions &amp; Assessment- Science &amp; Maths)</title><content type='html'>Today is both a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;happy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; day for me. &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is because I got back the certificate for the &lt;em&gt;International &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Competitions and Assessments for School - Maths and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; Science.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; For both I got only &lt;strong&gt;Credit&lt;/strong&gt;. I was so upset that I cried during recess time.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maths&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I only managed to get 25 questions correct out of 40. According to the ranking, my score was in the top 18 percent of Primary 2 participants in Singapore.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Science,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I answered 21 right questions out of 30. My score ranking for this was in the top 22 percent.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;When I told mommy about this, she consoled me saying its ok. Score to her is not important. Rather, my effort to try is more important her. Moreover, she said the paper was not easy, especially Science which is a subject we had yet to learnt. Some of the question goes this way for the Science: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Infer the forces acting on a ball in the air?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Identify conditions for a fair test when 2 variables are involved?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Mommy said she couldn't answer too! &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a sad morning, after recess, we got back our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Maths exam paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I scored &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;100%!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I was so happy! I couldn't wait to tell mommy this good news! Mommy is right! Maths is the only subject we can scored full mark as long as we put in effort and do it carefully.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; YIPPEE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha..now &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Charmaine&lt;/span&gt; is getting very worried for her Maths paper..know why? Because she fell asleep during the exam! She told mommy she finished the paper and took a nap before doing a quick check. Mommy nearly fainted when she heard that. Not that we did not sleep early. In fact, mommy made us sleep very early for the whole of last week (exam week). Guess she still doesn't know what exam is.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-1564746926117688443?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/1564746926117688443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=1564746926117688443' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/1564746926117688443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/1564746926117688443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/09/international-competitions-assessment.html' title='International Competitions &amp; Assessment- Science &amp; Maths)'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-8916667946570357797</id><published>2009-08-31T10:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T22:24:11.837+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Piano'/><title type='text'>Grade 2 Piano Exam Result</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hippee!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I finally received my certificate through post today and was so nervous and excited about it. I passed my Grade 2 piano practical with merit. Mommy showed my teacher and she was surprised and happy for me too. She told mommy that a lot of her students only passed with a "Pass" this year. I'm one of the few who gotten the "Merit"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SrHFOlm-PZI/AAAAAAAABUs/YEGhjXoZG4U/s1600-h/Piano+002-746566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382299884088868242" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SrHFOlm-PZI/AAAAAAAABUs/YEGhjXoZG4U/s320/Piano+002-746566.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Certificate also comes with the examiner's comment on my playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my first song (Allegro), he noted that &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;the piece began confidently. The detail was nice and clear, just the left hand needs a gentle touch in some of its accompaniment today. (Mark: 27/30)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;The Second song (Mazurka) - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;This danced along very musically though sometimes the dotted rhythm was overlooked. The style was clear though. ( Mark: 24/30)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third song (Mozzie) - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This was a characterful, mostly rhythmical performance. Some playing was a little uneven today but you certainly understood this piece. (Mark: 23/30)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the Scales - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;These were very well known indeed. Small slips and corrections only. (Mark: 18/21)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sight reading - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This was mostly accurately played above a usual steady pulse. (18/21)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aural test - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Test A &amp;amp; B were not correct but C &amp;amp; D were right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-8916667946570357797?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/8916667946570357797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=8916667946570357797' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/8916667946570357797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/8916667946570357797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/08/grade-2-piano-exam-result.html' title='Grade 2 Piano Exam Result'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SrHFOlm-PZI/AAAAAAAABUs/YEGhjXoZG4U/s72-c/Piano+002-746566.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-6534678550157498615</id><published>2009-08-06T09:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T16:06:02.537+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Academic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>International Competition And Assessment For Schools - Computer</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;In the beginning of the year, we were given an application to sign us (P2 to P6) up for the &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2009 International Competitions and Assessments for Schools&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. There are 4 subjects to choose from (Computer Skills; Science; English and Maths). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;According to the write up, the competition will help us gain a measure of our own achievement in an external assessment situation. It also gives schools and teachers a comprehensive report of results and parents helpful information regarding our performance. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;We will receive a&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Certificate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Individual Student Report&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; indicating which questions we had answered correctly as well as how we fare against the National Average. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Certificates are awarded as follows:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;High Distinction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Top 1% of the entrants in Singapore&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Distinction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to the next 10%&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Credit &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to the next 20% and &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Participant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to all other participating pupils.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;When I gave mommy my certificate, she was very happy and surprised that I got &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Distinction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; given that I hardly use the computer beside playing computer games and writing in this blog.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/Sno0Hm9tEDI/AAAAAAAABUk/0h7S6qHu5jc/s1600-h/Chinese005-718093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366659211288449074" height="333" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/Sno0Hm9tEDI/AAAAAAAABUk/0h7S6qHu5jc/s320/Chinese005-718093.jpg" width="220" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-6534678550157498615?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/6534678550157498615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=6534678550157498615' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/6534678550157498615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/6534678550157498615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/08/international-competition-and.html' title='International Competition And Assessment For Schools - Computer'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/Sno0Hm9tEDI/AAAAAAAABUk/0h7S6qHu5jc/s72-c/Chinese005-718093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-884289029950640625</id><published>2009-07-13T16:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T17:26:13.463+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Piano'/><title type='text'>Grade 2 Piano Practical Exam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today I went for my &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Piano Exam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;First I had to register with the Steward and she asked me what are my exam pieces. After jotting down the Exam piece no, she lead me in the room. I was very nervous at first, but when the exam started, I cooled down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The examiner asked me if I want to try the piano. I said "okay"and I &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;did&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; After two minutes, the examiner asked me to stop. He asked me if I wanted to play my &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;exam piece&lt;/span&gt; or my &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;scales&lt;/span&gt; first. So I told him I wanted to play my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;scales&lt;/span&gt; first. After testing my scales, he asked me to play my &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;exam pieces. &lt;/span&gt;The first song is &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Allegro &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Grazioso&lt;/span&gt;";&lt;/span&gt; second song is "&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; Mazurka"&lt;/span&gt; and the third piece is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mozzie&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;. For the first song, I played one wrong note but I kept on playing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Next is the Aural test which consist of 4 part- &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Clapping to pulse of the music&lt;/span&gt; and telling the examiner the timing of the piece; Echo Singing to what the examiner played; telling the changes (Melodic or Rhythmic change); and finally describe the piece that the examiner played. It was a little bit hard but I did not give up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After the exam ended, I was very happy. As I went out I told mummy about every happening. was relieved as the exam was finally over. Below are the 3 exam pieces I played.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ah1fZkyg9uY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ah1fZkyg9uY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-884289029950640625?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/884289029950640625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=884289029950640625' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/884289029950640625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/884289029950640625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/07/grade-2-piano-practical-exam.html' title='Grade 2 Piano Practical Exam'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-3126389731701925935</id><published>2009-06-26T09:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T08:46:10.457+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sport'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>Roller-blading with Cousins</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/Sk1tYq44UOI/AAAAAAAABUc/EiA-CocvT7U/s1600-h/image1-758224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354055802610536674" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/Sk1tYq44UOI/AAAAAAAABUc/EiA-CocvT7U/s320/image1-758224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In the morning&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;, daddy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;mommy&lt;/span&gt; brought us to McDonald's for breakfast. I had my usual McMuffins while&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; meimei&lt;/span&gt; had her pancake. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Daddy&lt;/span&gt; was not needed at work, thus he took his time to eat his 2 muffins and read the papers. We were taking our sweet time eating and chatting before &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;mommy &lt;/span&gt;realised that its &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Baby Ryan's&lt;/span&gt; milk time and we quickly finished up and went home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Back home, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;mommy&lt;/span&gt; asked us to do some assessments before we head off to meet our &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;yiyi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;(mom's sisters) and cousins for lunch at Swensen. I didn't get the chance to eat the ice-cream as I had to rush off for my piano class.&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Charmaine&lt;/span&gt; stayed with &lt;em&gt;yiyi &lt;/em&gt;for ice-cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;After my piano class, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;yiyi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; fetched &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Charmaine&lt;/span&gt; to meet us and we drove off to East Coast Park to roller blade. We roller-bladed with&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; Darly&lt;/span&gt; while &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Dylan&lt;/span&gt; cycled. After a few round at the "beginner's ring", &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Charmaine&lt;/span&gt; and I bladed alongside &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Dylan &lt;/span&gt;on the roller-blade path. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;After nearly two hours of blading, my legs were tired and just as we were taking off our blade, it started to drizzle. We hurry off to return the blade while &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;mommy&lt;/span&gt; brought &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Baby Ryan&lt;/span&gt; to the car first.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;I felt very happy and hope &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;mommy&lt;/span&gt; can bring us there again during our next school holiday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-3126389731701925935?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/3126389731701925935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=3126389731701925935' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/3126389731701925935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/3126389731701925935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/06/roller-blading-with-cousins.html' title='Roller-blading with Cousins'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/Sk1tYq44UOI/AAAAAAAABUc/EiA-CocvT7U/s72-c/image1-758224.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-3185529970632993608</id><published>2009-06-23T00:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T09:21:49.612+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sport'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>A Day Of Treats</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SkZHH0j6YDI/AAAAAAAABUU/col7xHZAFKE/s1600-h/image1-711719.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352043406870339634" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SkZHH0j6YDI/AAAAAAAABUU/col7xHZAFKE/s320/image1-711719.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a whole day of work, work and work yesterday, mommy brought us to ice-skating. We met up with&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; LZ&lt;/span&gt; and chatted non-stop while mommy and&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; LZmommy&lt;/span&gt; gets the tickets.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;As I knew how to skate, though not very well, I did not need to use the metal bar. Mommy skated with &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LZmommy &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt; as &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Z &lt;/span&gt;didn't know how to balance himself and mommy helped &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LZmommy&lt;/span&gt; to hold him. But After a few rounds, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Z &lt;/span&gt;was able to skate by himself and mommy skate with me and &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Charmaine&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;As my sock was too short, my left leg kept rubbing on the skate and the skin around there was very painful. Mommy brought me to the gallery and took off one of her sock and put on for me. She did the same for &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Charmaine&lt;/span&gt; too. So in the end, mommy had no more sock so she couldn't skate. I had great fun there even though I fell a number of times. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;After 2 hours of skating, we went to the food court and had our lunch before going to &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;LZ'&lt;/span&gt;s house. I couldn't help but envy that &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt; got a big playroom! After &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt; had changed off her wet pants, mommy drove us to our enrichment class only to realised that its their Term Break!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So, instead of sending &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;L &lt;/span&gt;home, we got &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LZmommy&lt;/span&gt;'s approval to go for ice-cream treats at Swensen. We girls had a good chat while mommy fed &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Baby Ryan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I had a great day today and mommy promised we will do it again during the next school holiday. She again reminded us that school will reopen in a few days time and told us not to complain on the amount of works when the time comes&lt;em&gt;..."&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;when its time to work, work hard. When its time to play, play hard."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;yayaya..we know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-3185529970632993608?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/3185529970632993608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=3185529970632993608' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/3185529970632993608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/3185529970632993608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-of-treats.html' title='A Day Of Treats'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SkZHH0j6YDI/AAAAAAAABUU/col7xHZAFKE/s72-c/image1-711719.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-5413299982969023002</id><published>2009-06-19T12:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T20:32:34.774+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>Chinese Enrichment Day Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;DAY 1&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;After some songs and work, we set off to McDonalds for lunch. Next, the bus brought us to &lt;font color="#000099"&gt;"The Health Zone"&lt;/font&gt; and we learned how our inner body looked like; how our body moves; how many muscles we have and how many bones we have. We played some exercise games too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#6600cc"&gt;DAY 2&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;Like yesterday, we did some work and sang songs. Teacher asked us some riddles and I got 1 point for giving a correct answer. After lunch, the bus brought us to &lt;font color="#6600cc"&gt;Prosper Kitchen&lt;/font&gt; to learn how to make dim sum. We each made an egg tart and char siew soh but the centre gave us 2 each (1 extra) for us to bring home. I had lots of fun and the egg tarts is very yummy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SkGmHbh4aUI/AAAAAAAABTs/NmTw4ldXA0c/s1600-h/Chinese003_Correction-711882-749816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350740478872021314" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SkGmHbh4aUI/AAAAAAAABTs/NmTw4ldXA0c/s320/Chinese003_Correction-711882-749816.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SkGxDa8WmrI/AAAAAAAABT0/l3SEG0UT7A0/s1600-h/DSC03329-749596.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SkGxDpKsWdI/AAAAAAAABT8/8rzegoAeCOg/s1600-h/DSC03327-750611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350752508441287122" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SkGxDpKsWdI/AAAAAAAABT8/8rzegoAeCOg/s320/DSC03327-750611.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SkGxD6eTnhI/AAAAAAAABUE/SZnbYC5MvZs/s1600-h/DSC03328-751473.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#009900"&gt;DAY 3&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We went to the &lt;font color="#009900"&gt;National Museum&lt;/font&gt; today. We watched a show about the Monkey King and the Bone Demon. Then we did some colouring of the characters and made a shadow puppet. Next, we watched a Malay movie. We had lots of fun playing with the shadow puppet at home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SkGxDa8WmrI/AAAAAAAABT0/l3SEG0UT7A0/s1600-h/DSC03329-749596.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SkGxDpKsWdI/AAAAAAAABT8/8rzegoAeCOg/s1600-h/DSC03327-750611.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SkGxD6eTnhI/AAAAAAAABUE/SZnbYC5MvZs/s1600-h/DSC03328-751473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350752513086955026" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SkGxD6eTnhI/AAAAAAAABUE/SZnbYC5MvZs/s320/DSC03328-751473.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#6600cc"&gt;DAY 4&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After lunch, we hopped onto the bus and it brought us to &lt;a href="http://sg.pagenation.com/sin/Qian%20Hu%20Fish%20Farm_103.722_1.3855.map"&gt;&lt;font color="#6600cc"&gt;Qian Hu&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for &lt;font color="#6600cc"&gt;longkang fishing&lt;/font&gt;. We saw many types of fishes, some were expensive, others were cheaper. Next, we were given a net and a small fish tank to fish.I caught 15 fishes while &lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#6600cc"&gt;meimei &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;caught 6. After that, the uncle told us to throw back the fishes into the longkang so that others can catch. Next, we went to the place where they kept the sick fishes. The man that look after them is called Uncle William. He brought us around to see the sick fishes. Before we head back to the centre, we were each given a tank with fishes in it. Ours died in less than 3 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxdm801YYSG" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Sad" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_38.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SkGxDa8WmrI/AAAAAAAABT0/l3SEG0UT7A0/s1600-h/DSC03329-749596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350752504623045298" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SkGxDa8WmrI/AAAAAAAABT0/l3SEG0UT7A0/s320/DSC03329-749596.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SkGxDpKsWdI/AAAAAAAABT8/8rzegoAeCOg/s1600-h/DSC03327-750611.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SkGxD6eTnhI/AAAAAAAABUE/SZnbYC5MvZs/s1600-h/DSC03328-751473.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0000"&gt;DAY 5&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We went to &lt;font color="#cc0000"&gt;Uncle Ringo Carnival&lt;/font&gt; today. We played all the games like jumping castle; Merry-Go-Round and a Too-Too-train. The highlight of the day was playing with the big ball. It was flat at first. We got into the ball with our partner, they will then pumped the ball up . The fun part was when they rolled us into the water. The water was very shallow and its fun to run in the ball but we kept falling down. You have to work together with your partner or else, you never move the ball if we each move in different direction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SkAxUE4BvFI/AAAAAAAABTk/NgvR8cHlR2o/s1600-h/Chinese002+Correction-712482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350330578292030546" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SkAxUE4BvFI/AAAAAAAABTk/NgvR8cHlR2o/s320/Chinese002+Correction-712482.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-5413299982969023002?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/5413299982969023002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=5413299982969023002' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/5413299982969023002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/5413299982969023002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/06/chinese-enrichment-day-camp.html' title='Chinese Enrichment Day Camp'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SkGmHbh4aUI/AAAAAAAABTs/NmTw4ldXA0c/s72-c/Chinese003_Correction-711882-749816.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-7911972971719612765</id><published>2009-06-14T09:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T10:49:14.445+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Sunway Lagoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We went up to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#6600cc"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sunway&lt;/span&gt; Lagoon&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on early Friday and spent a good 2 days there. My daddy is so amazing, driving 3 hours from Singapore to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sunway&lt;/span&gt; Lagoon non-stop while the rest of us continue our dreamland. We got there at about 8am in the morning and had a quick bite outside the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Sunway&lt;/span&gt; Lagoon Resort as Mommy said its too early to check in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried whatever ride we can at the Amusement Park on Day 1. Its a pity we were too short for the Pirate's Revenge and Tomahawk. It must be very thrilling to be up there. We passed a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Fish Spa&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and asked mommy to let us tried. Its cost about Rm25 for Adult and RM15 for child but daddy managed to bargain for a free Child..so daddy only paid for 2 Adults and 1 Child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SjWos_JyL1I/AAAAAAAABTE/Y44aTKnV67I/s1600-h/DSC03316-779141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347365623392513874" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SjWos_JyL1I/AAAAAAAABTE/Y44aTKnV67I/s320/DSC03316-779141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the fish nibbles, its so ticklish and both Charmaine and I took some time to get our foot in. And whenever the fish nibbles, its so ticklish that I squeeze my legs together. Mommy told me to stop or I will kill the fish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mommy scream the loudest when she put her feet in! She kept giggling and daddy too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On day 2, we went for the Water and Extreme Park. Mommy was angry that we were not allowed to play most of the games in the Extreme Park. She was grumbling why was she not told that the games are for teenager when she purchased the tickets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, we went for 1 or 2 games in the Extreme Park and spent the rest of the day in the Water Park. Its like our Wild Wild Wet and Australia's Water World. Daddy brought us to take those fun slide while mommy played with Nicholas at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kiddy&lt;/span&gt; slide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Day 3 was spent with mommy shopping in Pyramid and Mid Valley. We wanted to go Ice-Skating but daddy has to work and thus, mommy can't look after the 2 of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a good weekend there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-7911972971719612765?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/7911972971719612765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=7911972971719612765' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/7911972971719612765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/7911972971719612765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/06/sunway-lagoon.html' title='Sunway Lagoon'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SjWos_JyL1I/AAAAAAAABTE/Y44aTKnV67I/s72-c/DSC03316-779141.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-8974905523821636609</id><published>2009-06-10T17:53:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T09:19:26.048+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bits n Pieces'/><title type='text'>A Visit To Haw Par Villa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After finishing our enrichment class homework, mommy gave us a treat at MacDonald. As we ate fast, she decided we deserve another treat - Milo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;McFluffy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Its so yummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Next, she dropped us at Popular so that we can read some books (there's no library near our place). We spent a good 2 hours reading there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Then, mommy said she want to bring us to a place that showed us what Hell is like and what will happen to us if we do naughty/ bad things. We reached&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Haw_Par_Villa"&gt; Haw Par Villa&lt;/a&gt; and mommy paid $2.00 ($1.00 for Adult and $0.50 for child) for the admission to the 10 level of hell. Once in there, what greet us send shivers down our spine!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Mommy said different crimes will see us at different level of Hell and different punishment will be meted out. Mommy specially emphasised on those for stealing, lying, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;unfilial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and cheating. The whole time, we are asking mommy all sorts of scenarios.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"What if we were bad for 1/3 of our lives and good for the rest, will we still be punished this way?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"What if we lie but later apologise, will we still have our tongues cut off or cut off a little bit?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"What if we want to do something and daddy said its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but you say its bad, we will be disobeying one parent, so will we be punished?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"What is we are like Nicholas' age and steal our friends toy? Will we be punished also?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"What if we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt; kill somebody and ask God for forgiveness, will we still go to Hell?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"What if we steal something but before the person knows, we regret and put it back, will we still be punished?" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"But every one will make mistake right? Then everyone will go to Hell?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Mommy, then have you ever &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;commit&lt;/span&gt; any crimes? Did you lie or steal before?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI*NDYyODc5MjExMiZwdD*xMjQ*NjI4ODg2OTM3JnA9MjIxNjQxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*mbz*5OGIyNDdlZGIxZjg*NTZkYmM5YjRiNzRjNGFhNjU4NCZvZj*w.gif" width="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDQ2MjkwNjI5NjImcHQ9MTI*NDYyOTA2ODA4NyZwPTIyMTY*MSZkPSZnPTEmdD*mbz*5OGIyNDdlZGIxZjg*NTZkYmM5YjRiNzRjNGFhNjU4NCZvZj*w.gif" width="0" border="0" /&gt;We continued asking throughout the journey back home and throughout dinner. We were really frightened by the visit today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Pictures can be viewed &lt;a href="http://news.webshots.com/album/65733781AmvCEd?start=12"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDQ2MjkxNTY5NDAmcHQ9MTI*NDYyOTE2MzMzMSZwPTIyMTY*MSZkPSZnPTEmdD*mbz*5OGIyNDdlZGIxZjg*NTZkYmM5YjRiNzRjNGFhNjU4NCZvZj*w.gif" width="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mommy words:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rachel was getting very naughty nowadays and I am at a lost of what to do with her. I had tried the soft and hard approach but given her short memory, she repeat the same offence time and again. So I discussed with hubby and decided the last approach will be the "scare approach." Though we are not Buddhist and do not believe in the 10 Courts of Hell, but we hope by bringing the kids there will deter them from committing "crimes/ offence".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I was totally caught off guard by their so many "what if" questions. I really don't know how to answer them but just keep telling them that as long as they truly repent and ask God for forgiveness and do not do it again, they will not be punished&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can tell they are really frighten this time. Both were at the verge of crying when they ask those questions. Charmaine who is younger was more affected than Rachel. Shouldn't have brought her there since she is still an "angel" to us. The whole night, she was cringing to us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whatever it is, I hope I did the right thing by bringing Rachel there and hope she will stop her bad behaviour. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-8974905523821636609?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/8974905523821636609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=8974905523821636609' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/8974905523821636609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/8974905523821636609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/06/visit-to-haw-par-villa.html' title='A Visit To Haw Par Villa'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-8476906054224964871</id><published>2009-06-01T10:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T19:31:24.539+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crafts'/><title type='text'>Best Friends Band</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-5a.slide.com/widgets/themepic.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=720575940402271834&amp;amp;site=widget-5a.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=720575940402271834&amp;amp;map=A" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=720575940402271834&amp;amp;map=B" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=720575940402271834&amp;amp;map=G" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-5a.slide.com/z4/720575940402271834/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School holiday is finally here! Mommy had all the outdoor play planned out &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;BUT,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; both Charmaine and I fell sick &lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;(thanks to Nicholas!)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and had to stay home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our piano/ violin practise, mommy told us to choose a craft and do it. We chose the &lt;font color="#33cc00"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Best Friends Band"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;. Mommy told us to follow the instructions and to do it. Initially, I just read and presumed how to do, just like my work &lt;em&gt;(mommy said).&lt;/em&gt; Then I got it wrong. Mommy took this chance to tell me that I have to learn to follow instruction and not rush into doing it, just like for my Maths. I have to read and understand the question before tackling the sum and not presume it to be the way I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, my friendship band turns out to be rather untidy. Only towards the end, it looks more like one. I'm now into my second one, hopefully, I can perfect it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-8476906054224964871?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/8476906054224964871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=8476906054224964871' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/8476906054224964871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/8476906054224964871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/06/best-friends-band.html' title='Best Friends Band'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-4227386132764003623</id><published>2009-05-31T09:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T11:14:34.006+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad'/><title type='text'>Victory Kids Day Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/Si3ABtaZMSI/AAAAAAAABS0/Ys68n0N6-_E/s1600-h/DSC03273-762239.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;To kick start our school holiday programme, mommy signed us up for the church's &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Victory Kids Day Camp.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Its a 2 days camp and we got to play game, learn about God, doing craft work and singing songs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;On the second day of the camp, the teachers prepared cupcakes for us to decorate. The cupcakes were not meant for us to eat but for our Daddy! Its an early&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Father's Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; gift for our daddies!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/Si3ABpm8_DI/AAAAAAAABS8/xrFzRrgg8NY/s1600-h/DSC03271-762870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345139467340282930" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/Si3ABpm8_DI/AAAAAAAABS8/xrFzRrgg8NY/s320/DSC03271-762870.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/Si3ABtaZMSI/AAAAAAAABS0/Ys68n0N6-_E/s1600-h/DSC03273-762239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345139468361347362" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/Si3ABtaZMSI/AAAAAAAABS0/Ys68n0N6-_E/s320/DSC03273-762239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/Si3ABpm8_DI/AAAAAAAABS8/xrFzRrgg8NY/s1600-h/DSC03271-762870.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;See, isn't mine neat and nice!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-4227386132764003623?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/4227386132764003623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=4227386132764003623' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/4227386132764003623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/4227386132764003623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/05/victory-kids-day-camp.html' title='Victory Kids Day Camp'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/Si3ABpm8_DI/AAAAAAAABS8/xrFzRrgg8NY/s72-c/DSC03271-762870.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-3188888417298346777</id><published>2009-05-28T18:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T23:46:10.621+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Academic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>SA 1 Report card</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Got back my first semester Report card. Though I did well for my Maths mid year exam, my overall marks was pulled down by my CA1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;English - 94.5%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; However, my CA + SA = 93.4%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Written paper - 52/55 marks loss on grammar mistakes for the comprehension part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Listening Compre - 10/10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spelling - 9/10 (careless mistake!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Compo + Oral - 23.5 / 25&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Chinese - 88.5%. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;CA + SA = 86.9%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Written paper - 62.5/70&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oral - 16/20&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Listening Compre - 10/10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At least for Mandarin, its not careless mistake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Maths - 99%&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; CA + SA = 94.5%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1 very careless mistake. As my &lt;a href="http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-ca-result.html"&gt;CA paper &lt;/a&gt;was full of careless mistakes, it dragged my overall mark down. So sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Teacher's comment:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rachel enjoys reading and speaks well. She shows interest in her studies and does her work promptly. However, she needs to learn how to be a team player.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Mommy&lt;/span&gt; said teacher had been too generous in her comments...She told me not be too self-righteous and learn to give and take and to work as a group with my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-3188888417298346777?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/3188888417298346777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=3188888417298346777' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/3188888417298346777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/3188888417298346777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/05/sa-1-report-card.html' title='SA 1 Report card'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-2325894186454636914</id><published>2009-05-27T18:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T14:16:15.884+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bits n Pieces'/><title type='text'>English Speech &amp; Drama Concert</title><content type='html'>Daddy &amp;amp; mommy came for my Speech &amp;amp; Drama concert today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/Sh6KXT-DjQI/AAAAAAAABSs/khRwrVAqXhk/s1600-h/DSC03264-785685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340858341210164482" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/Sh6KXT-DjQI/AAAAAAAABSs/khRwrVAqXhk/s320/DSC03264-785685.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I'm a little cat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My performance is &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Nurseryland&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; and ours is the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; from the beginning. The P2 seems to be less organised and thus the break between the classes is longer. Many parents left after the 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; performance and only those parents whose kids have yet to perform stayed back to watch. So demoralising.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-2325894186454636914?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/2325894186454636914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=2325894186454636914' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/2325894186454636914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/2325894186454636914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/05/english-speech-drama-concert.html' title='English Speech &amp; Drama Concert'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/Sh6KXT-DjQI/AAAAAAAABSs/khRwrVAqXhk/s72-c/DSC03264-785685.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-8446519388287054677</id><published>2009-05-17T11:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T20:34:21.725+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>Prawn Fishing</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/ShNz1qBN4WI/AAAAAAAABSM/lpw752tChrY/s1600-h/DSC03258-722780.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;After the &lt;a href="http://charmainesim.blogspot.com/2009/05/hannahs-birthday-prawn-fishing.html"&gt;birthday party&lt;/a&gt;, daddy brought us for our very first Prawn fishing at Bishan. We were thrill at the sight and couldn't wait to catch our very first prawn. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;Almost less than a minute, I almost caught the first prawn but I was too excited and pulled the rod the fast and the prawn swam off...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Charmaine &lt;/span&gt;caught the first prawn after some time and we were so excited. Daddy and mommy had no idea how to unhook the prawn and fumble a while. By the time they figure out, they prawn is almost lifeless already.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/ShNz1x0ag0I/AAAAAAAABSU/TZBgggvDzVQ/s1600-h/DSC03248-723457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337737351107609410" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/ShNz1x0ag0I/AAAAAAAABSU/TZBgggvDzVQ/s320/DSC03248-723457.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;Thereafter, I caught 3 prawns and on the very last second before we return the rod,&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Charmaine&lt;/span&gt; caught her second prawn. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/ShNz2GwmZeI/AAAAAAAABSc/qvIpp86K9AA/s1600-h/DSC03252-724101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337737356728755682" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/ShNz2GwmZeI/AAAAAAAABSc/qvIpp86K9AA/s320/DSC03252-724101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Nicholas&lt;/span&gt; took over the fishing rod while I went to explore the prawn farm with daddy. He refused to give it back to me after that. I have to bribe him with crackers before he willing to part with the rod.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/ShNz2aXAuzI/AAAAAAAABSk/W9E5Zp2Eyaw/s1600-h/DSC03254-725613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337737361990138674" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/ShNz2aXAuzI/AAAAAAAABSk/W9E5Zp2Eyaw/s320/DSC03254-725613.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Our catch for the day..See the prawn on the right? That's the first prawn that &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Charmaine&lt;/span&gt; caught..its almost dead already..the rest are still jumping around. We had steam boat dinner that night and, of course, in goes the prawn....one for each of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/ShNz1qBN4WI/AAAAAAAABSM/lpw752tChrY/s1600-h/DSC03258-722780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337737349013823842" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/ShNz1qBN4WI/AAAAAAAABSM/lpw752tChrY/s320/DSC03258-722780.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;Oh...one of the prawn is pregnant with babies! There are lots of orange eggs on the prawn's "tummy"....too bad, mommy forgot to take photo of it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-8446519388287054677?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/8446519388287054677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=8446519388287054677' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/8446519388287054677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/8446519388287054677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/05/prawn-fishing.html' title='Prawn Fishing'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/ShNz1x0ag0I/AAAAAAAABSU/TZBgggvDzVQ/s72-c/DSC03248-723457.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-8333470789421931846</id><published>2009-04-04T21:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T10:39:25.111+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Academic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Parent-Teacher Meeting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In th beginning of the year, teachers had commented that my desk is messy. Mommy thus make me clear up whatever "rubbish" I kept under the desk every week. She did spot check every now and then when she comes to school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;During the PTM (Parent Teacher meeting), all the teachers commented that they noticed that my workstation is now neater and tidier. Teachers said I'm very bright but need to be careful with my work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mrs Tse (my Pri 1 teacher) spoke to mommy about me too. She commented that my exam/test result does not reflect the true me. She told mommy to work with me on the "carelessness" and once I overcome this, she ask mommy to sign me up for the gifted streaming when I'm in Primary 3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-8333470789421931846?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/8333470789421931846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=8333470789421931846' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/8333470789421931846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/8333470789421931846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/04/parent-teacher-meeting.html' title='Parent-Teacher Meeting'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-7319304303966083443</id><published>2009-04-02T17:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T10:50:48.414+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Academic'/><title type='text'>CA Result compared to school standard</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;My CA result compared to school &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;standard&lt;/span&gt;...For English and Chinese, I'm belongs to the average students. For Maths, I'm in the 3rd &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;category&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;Mommy said whatever is over is over...she just request me to be more careful next time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SdXb2FUKjQI/AAAAAAAABRc/6qGahluTL_0/s1600-h/img006+Correction-716300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320400256994282754" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SdXb2FUKjQI/AAAAAAAABRc/6qGahluTL_0/s320/img006+Correction-716300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SdXb2i7SipI/AAAAAAAABRk/B9EYPE6jtyA/s1600-h/img005+Correction-717723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320400264943012498" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SdXb2i7SipI/AAAAAAAABRk/B9EYPE6jtyA/s320/img005+Correction-717723.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-7319304303966083443?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/7319304303966083443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=7319304303966083443' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/7319304303966083443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/7319304303966083443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/04/ca-result-compared-to-school-standard.html' title='CA Result compared to school standard'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SdXb2FUKjQI/AAAAAAAABRc/6qGahluTL_0/s72-c/img006+Correction-716300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-8011978301002650973</id><published>2009-03-28T20:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T22:23:35.333+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>Singapore Fyler</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;Finally Daddy and mommy brought us to the Singapore Flyer! We were so excited the whole day and kept asking mommy what time we will be going.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;We were each given a hand-held audio guide and throughout the whole 30minutes ride, I was listening to it explaining the scenery that we were looking at. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;I spotted the emergency box and told mommy that inside there were dried food and drinks for the passenger just in case the Singapore Flyer broke down. Mommy was happy that I still remember what daddy told me a few months back when the Singapore Flyer broke down.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SddSU2KIjeI/AAAAAAAABRs/SKFglH8ZrIU/s1600-h/DSC03126-783557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320812002850409954" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SddSU2KIjeI/AAAAAAAABRs/SKFglH8ZrIU/s320/DSC03126-783557.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SddSVB9slPI/AAAAAAAABR0/sgzhrn1MhIE/s1600-h/DSC03129-784118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320812006019470578" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SddSVB9slPI/AAAAAAAABR0/sgzhrn1MhIE/s320/DSC03129-784118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SddSVfT5xvI/AAAAAAAABR8/lmliWHOUwPc/s1600-h/DSC03130-784965.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320812013897238258" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SddSVfT5xvI/AAAAAAAABR8/lmliWHOUwPc/s320/DSC03130-784965.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SddSVT4atuI/AAAAAAAABSE/qY-bra35SFE/s1600-h/DSC03139-785595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320812010829166306" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SddSVT4atuI/AAAAAAAABSE/qY-bra35SFE/s320/DSC03139-785595.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;I really enjoyed the ride and asked if we could come back again. Mommy suggest we come back next time for the night scene since we had already seen the "sunset".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;After the ride, we went for a quick dinner and daddy suggested that we join in the Earth Hour. Since this was a last minute decision, we did not bring along our candles. Daddy was disappointed at the turn out and we stayed only for a while. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-8011978301002650973?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/8011978301002650973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=8011978301002650973' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/8011978301002650973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/8011978301002650973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/03/singapore-fyler.html' title='Singapore Fyler'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SddSU2KIjeI/AAAAAAAABRs/SKFglH8ZrIU/s72-c/DSC03126-783557.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-4714439077259606445</id><published>2009-03-20T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T12:57:57.838+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Academic'/><title type='text'>Term 1 Chinese Enrichment Appraisal</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/Sctycj9erII/AAAAAAAABRE/dNe_PN901wc/s1600-h/DSC03125-774621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317469620056009858" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/Sctycj9erII/AAAAAAAABRE/dNe_PN901wc/s320/DSC03125-774621.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;Finally, 1 term over for Chinese Compo writing. Still needs to put in a lot of effort to come up with good story ideas and the closing paragraph. I'm now able to link the "helping words" to form simple story. My compo marks had gone up from 10/20 to 14/20 too. Not too bad, mommy said. She reminded me to be more focus in class. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-4714439077259606445?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/4714439077259606445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=4714439077259606445' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/4714439077259606445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/4714439077259606445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/03/term-1-chinese-enrichment-appraisal.html' title='Term 1 Chinese Enrichment Appraisal'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/Sctycj9erII/AAAAAAAABRE/dNe_PN901wc/s72-c/DSC03125-774621.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-482548968339288782</id><published>2009-03-19T10:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T22:37:29.669+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Academic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Mr First Holiday Projects</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We were given 2 holiday projects to do before the term break, 1 for &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Social Studies&lt;/span&gt; and another for &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Health Education&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So with guidance from mommy, I did my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FIRST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; project. I had a lot of fun searching through old newspaper, cutting and pasting the pictures for my &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Health Education's project&lt;/span&gt;. As I do not have my Health Education Textbook, mommy went up the net and search for info and printed it out for me. I was given the printed pages/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;infos&lt;/span&gt; and, without help from mummy, summarize and put them down with my own words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/Sct4gvWcTMI/AAAAAAAABRM/MNUKM2kKE9g/s1600-h/image1-726754.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317476288902745282" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/Sct4gvWcTMI/AAAAAAAABRM/MNUKM2kKE9g/s320/image1-726754.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As for my &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Social Studies' project&lt;/span&gt;, I spent quite sometime thinking for a place. I need to mention 3 good and bad points about the place I chose and some improvement I like to see. After much pondering, finally decides to write about the swimming pool. I took 3 pictures of the swimming pool as required. After that, mommy and us jumped into the pool for a swim. While in there, I thought of 2 things that I can write that I like to see as improvement and quickly told mommy, just in case I forgot later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/Sct4q_zGWiI/AAAAAAAABRU/fniwIUaytxk/s1600-h/DSC03119-767868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317476465116600866" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/Sct4q_zGWiI/AAAAAAAABRU/fniwIUaytxk/s320/DSC03119-767868.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Did know doing project can be so fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-482548968339288782?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/482548968339288782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=482548968339288782' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/482548968339288782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/482548968339288782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/03/mr-first-holiday-projects.html' title='Mr First Holiday Projects'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/Sct4gvWcTMI/AAAAAAAABRM/MNUKM2kKE9g/s72-c/image1-726754.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-4088226067118818578</id><published>2009-03-10T09:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T22:03:03.729+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Academic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>My CA Result</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mommy expressed disappointment at my CA result. Actually, I should say she was mad at me for making all those silly/careless mistake in my papers. She reminded me that exam/test is not about how fast I can finish but how careful I am. And she was right that I was resting my head on the table while doing the paper! Wonder how she knows about it!!??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, here are my result:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chinese Paper -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 41/50 which works out to 82%. I make 2 careless mistakes and the rest of my marks was lost in the comprehension. I really dislike comprehension..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Maths Paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - 40.5/50 which works out to 81%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I got most scolding for this paper as 5 marks were gone for careless mistake. eg: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;350 + 150 =&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt; 500&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hundreds (I didn't take note of the words hundred)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;30 tens = &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;300&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hundreds etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;English Paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - 45/50 which works out to 90% &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Got 2 careless mistakes - mommy wonder if I had short term memory problem as just by copying the words from the box on top of the passage, I can also mis-spell it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Mommy said that if I don't know the how to answer the question, she still be able to teach me. But if I choose to be careless, then, there is nothing she can do about it. I felt really sad for making mommy so sad. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-4088226067118818578?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/4088226067118818578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=4088226067118818578' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/4088226067118818578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/4088226067118818578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-ca-result.html' title='My CA Result'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-5092647894056884612</id><published>2009-02-26T11:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T22:09:48.170+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>Expansion On My Business</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Remember my "business"? I have since expanded my business of just merely trading to now a service provider too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have also "hired" people (my classmates) to sell handicrafts work for me and at the end of each week, I will pay them their "commission" based on number of stuffs they sold. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I also provide services like cleaning classmates' desk. If they want my service, I will get one of my "helper" to do it and pay the "helper" for her work done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When mommy found out, she nearly fainted! But daddy was very excited and sat down and passed on to me more of his knowledge. He told me to take a book and record my income and expenses, so that I will know how much I make after a certain time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But they both warned me to be careful when doing such "business" as they don't want classmates to complain to teachers that I'm cheating them of their money. I have to make sure that I explained everything clearly to the "buyer".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-5092647894056884612?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/5092647894056884612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=5092647894056884612' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/5092647894056884612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/5092647894056884612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/02/expansion-on-my-business.html' title='Expansion On My Business'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-6496265059180480163</id><published>2009-02-20T11:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T12:45:37.046+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sport'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>44th School Swimming Championship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today, both Charmaine and I went for our School Swimming "competition". However, this time round, its not as stressful as the one I had last week as the event we are participating is for beginners. Its called the Novelty race, similar to the one I had last year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We waited nearly TWO hours for our event! There are 16 of us in each House (team) and w were split into 2 groups, each station at one end of the pool (breadth). We supposed to swim pass 2 rings from one end to the other swimmer on the other end and she will swim back with it. We were second in the beginning but as the race progress, our team became the last, just like last year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In any case, all four Houses got their medals and ours is the 4th position.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SaaUsTzQpDI/AAAAAAAABQs/TUXCRhDEpbM/s1600-h/DSC03033-709462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307092699853136946" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SaaUsTzQpDI/AAAAAAAABQs/TUXCRhDEpbM/s320/DSC03033-709462.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-6496265059180480163?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/6496265059180480163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=6496265059180480163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/6496265059180480163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/6496265059180480163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/02/44th-school-swimming-championship.html' title='44th School Swimming Championship'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SaaUsTzQpDI/AAAAAAAABQs/TUXCRhDEpbM/s72-c/DSC03033-709462.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-1895176384350761039</id><published>2009-02-19T09:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T11:36:10.217+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bento'/><title type='text'>Bento #71</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SZ4CmO7xbgI/AAAAAAAABQk/AtnjXauTDfk/s1600-h/DSC03026-720482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304680266956107266" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SZ4CmO7xbgI/AAAAAAAABQk/AtnjXauTDfk/s320/DSC03026-720482.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bread spread with raspberry jam rolled into sushi style&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cherry tomatoes; almond chocolate and cheese&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;Mommy overslept today and thus have to make a quick one. Spread the raspberry jam onto the bread and roll it with the sushi mat. Throw in some small bite and off we go!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-1895176384350761039?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/1895176384350761039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=1895176384350761039' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/1895176384350761039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/1895176384350761039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/02/bento-71.html' title='Bento #71'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SZ4CmO7xbgI/AAAAAAAABQk/AtnjXauTDfk/s72-c/DSC03026-720482.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-3860343731332919789</id><published>2009-02-18T09:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T09:37:19.290+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bento'/><title type='text'>Bento #70</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SZ4ChgHf-5I/AAAAAAAABQc/kfXx5XLIGgw/s1600-h/DSC03025-702428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304680185669352338" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SZ4ChgHf-5I/AAAAAAAABQc/kfXx5XLIGgw/s320/DSC03025-702428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Heart shaped new style French toast with banana;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Marshmallow and cherry tomatoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;Hee..mommy learnt a new way of making yummy french toast from &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Asian Food Channel&lt;/span&gt; and we had it during the weekend and fell in love with it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Step 1: &lt;/span&gt;spread some hazelnut (mommy used Nutella) on both side of the bread.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Step 2:&lt;/span&gt; Sliced some banana and lay in on one side of the bread and then place the other bread on it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Step 3:&lt;/span&gt; Beat 1 egg with chocolate milk and dip the bread into the mixture and pan fried with butter.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;Its super yummy...imagine, the hazelnut spread blend with banana..with crispy bread toast! &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A MUST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; try for all chocolate lovers!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-3860343731332919789?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/3860343731332919789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=3860343731332919789' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/3860343731332919789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/3860343731332919789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/02/bento-70.html' title='Bento #70'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SZ4ChgHf-5I/AAAAAAAABQc/kfXx5XLIGgw/s72-c/DSC03025-702428.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-7975228887056007069</id><published>2009-02-17T09:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T09:29:11.152+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bento'/><title type='text'>Bento #69</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SZ4Cae4N2xI/AAAAAAAABQU/DQA6iHlcGPQ/s1600-h/DSC03023-773597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304680065077730066" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SZ4Cae4N2xI/AAAAAAAABQU/DQA6iHlcGPQ/s320/DSC03023-773597.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;Another easy bento for mommy today. Just have to dust some&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; icing sugar on the cheesecake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and add in &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;marshmallow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;almond chocolate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to fill in the gap.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;Luckily we saw the "art work" while mommy was preparing this in the morning because when we opened it up during recess time, the icing sugar had "dissolved" into the cheese cake.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;And before &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Charmaine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; can have hers during recess, someone bumped into her and the whole bento fell to the ground! In the end, I shared half my cheese cake and marshmallow with her. And good thing is that my cheese cake portion is bigger than her!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-7975228887056007069?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/7975228887056007069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=7975228887056007069' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/7975228887056007069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/7975228887056007069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/02/bento-69.html' title='Bento #69'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SZ4Cae4N2xI/AAAAAAAABQU/DQA6iHlcGPQ/s72-c/DSC03023-773597.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-3639682735050048652</id><published>2009-02-13T12:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T12:04:40.045+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bento'/><title type='text'>Bento #68 Valentine's day Bento</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SZZF2BuD2jI/AAAAAAAABQM/SyALFvU8bzg/s1600-h/DSC03019-748049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302502405752216114" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SZZF2BuD2jI/AAAAAAAABQM/SyALFvU8bzg/s320/DSC03019-748049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cheese + Ham sandwich with Sakura Denbu for the heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Apples + Grapes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the eve of Valentine's day and mommy decided to make a Valentine's bento for us. Since she had just made a heart sandwich last week, she had to think quite hard how to express her love for us on this special day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;After much thought, the easiest way will be just to "say" it! Thus, using her alphabets cutter, she cut the word &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"I love you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on the sandwich and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Baby"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the apples. She had sliced the apple a little too thin for some and thus, before she can submerge it in the peach juice, it had turn a little brown...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Charmaine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; went recess with her classmates and she told mommy that they go "wow" when she open it during recess. This really makes mommy very happy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-3639682735050048652?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/3639682735050048652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=3639682735050048652' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/3639682735050048652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/3639682735050048652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/02/bento-68-valentines-day-bento.html' title='Bento #68 Valentine&apos;s day Bento'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SZZF2BuD2jI/AAAAAAAABQM/SyALFvU8bzg/s72-c/DSC03019-748049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-2318914142778111270</id><published>2009-02-11T12:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T11:52:47.439+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bento'/><title type='text'>Bento #67</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SZZFxUSLmFI/AAAAAAAABQE/RMQ5ckqTcFU/s1600-h/DSC03018-729676.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302502324836210770" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SZZFxUSLmFI/AAAAAAAABQE/RMQ5ckqTcFU/s320/DSC03018-729676.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;Our favourite food again today! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sushi &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;strawberry coat with yummy chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Mommy didn't have time to wait for the chocolate to "harden" thus, it looks a little messy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;Since there space in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bento&lt;/span&gt; box, mom added some small bites &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(chocolate and nuts)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for us too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-2318914142778111270?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/2318914142778111270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=2318914142778111270' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/2318914142778111270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/2318914142778111270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/02/bento-67.html' title='Bento #67'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SZZFxUSLmFI/AAAAAAAABQE/RMQ5ckqTcFU/s72-c/DSC03018-729676.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-4382416266825696427</id><published>2009-02-10T21:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T11:49:00.475+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sport'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>Competitive Swimming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We (the participants) were given early dismissal today so that we can have a full lunch and time for it to digest before we get to the pool. The competition starts at 2.30pm and my event was scheduled around 3.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SZZFIlFgR8I/AAAAAAAABP0/A_qR5GT3HrA/s1600-h/DSC03017-766043.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302501626311528866" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SZZFIqE60aI/AAAAAAAABP8/ZdwuibzJHiI/s320/DSC03015-766582.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was nervous throughout the waiting and kept asking mommy when is it gonna be my turn. Luckily, I met some of my friends from other class and started chatting, thus temporary forgot about the competition. They told me that it was their first time too. I overheard their mommy commenting that their little ones were as worried as me as to how to jump and how to turn. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*phew*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so I'm not the only greenhorn there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Daddy arrived after sending Charmaine to her enrichment class and the first thing he said to mommy was to make this the last competitive swim for me. He pointed out that the figure of those competitive swimmers which we saw there were like boys! &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(oops! sorry..its just my daddy's opinion..don't feel offended)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Its not a good idea to let the girls go into it but he definitely will get Nicholas do it. Boys look nice with such broad shoulder and chest. Mommy assured him that she will never let her girls go into competitive swimming even if we showed interest or talent. She said its just for experience that she signed me up for and asked daddy not to worry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SZZFIlFgR8I/AAAAAAAABP0/A_qR5GT3HrA/s1600-h/DSC03017-766043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302501624971806658" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SZZFIlFgR8I/AAAAAAAABP0/A_qR5GT3HrA/s320/DSC03017-766043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SZZFIqE60aI/AAAAAAAABP8/ZdwuibzJHiI/s1600-h/DSC03015-766582.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When its finally my turn, daddy and mommy walked me to my lane (No 6) and they can see how nervous I was and they were just as nervous but put on a calm face and gave me a last minute hug and encouraging words. When the whistle blow, I stepped onto the board and dive in hand first when I heard the horn sounded. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I remembered what mommy said and kept reminding myself to concentrate on my swimming and not care about others. I was slightly behind the last on the first 50m but on the return, even after I tried my best to swim as fast as I can, I'm still a good distant behind the last swimmer. When I finally touch the finishing wall, I was so exhausted!&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; I clocked in at 2:52:45.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; A big improvement from the "training" session I had with daddy. The girl &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; me clocked 2:28:06, so I'm not that bad, just 24 seconds behind the last girl. The first girl clocked in at 1:56:70!! That's super fast!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And the first thing I lift my head out of the water, I saw my daddy and mommy's face, both giving me a thumbs up. I knew I was the last and felt a little disappointed. But mommy assured me that no one will win on their first race, moreover, I have no formal training in competitive swimming like the rest of the participants in my event, so I actually had did very well! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Daddy and mommy kept reminding me that its for the experience I came and not the placing. They kept reminding me that its more important for me to have put my best and complete the race than anything which they could see I did and they were very happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-4382416266825696427?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/4382416266825696427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=4382416266825696427' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/4382416266825696427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/4382416266825696427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/02/competitive-swimming.html' title='Competitive Swimming'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SZZFIqE60aI/AAAAAAAABP8/ZdwuibzJHiI/s72-c/DSC03015-766582.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-972816725308029366</id><published>2009-02-08T22:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T23:33:56.428+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sport'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>1st Official Swimming Competition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Three weeks ago, I brought back our &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;School Swimming Competition Enrolment form&lt;/span&gt;. After looking at it, mommy suddenly asked if I'll be interested to try the competing. She told me that if I'm interested, she will sign me up for the &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;100m Breast Stroke event&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I excitedly told her I want. Of course, mommy didn't expect me to win anything as I do not have any formal competitive swimming training. She just want me to gain some exposure and experience it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We totally forgot about the whole thing until Friday when my teacher handed me a form informing me that I was selected and will be competing on next Tuesday (10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Feb)! I will be competing with 4 other Primary 2 girls for the event. So mommy told daddy that he better teach me how to jump/dive into the pool and thus, on Saturday and Sunday, we headed to Swimming Club for a last minute Diving session with daddy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;However, instead of teaching me the correct way of diving (Hand first), daddy told me to just dive as far as I can with my legs in first. He told mommy that with no proper training, head first might caused injury. Mommy almost fainted when she saw the way I dived into the pool. She told daddy it would be a joke if I dive this way on Tuesday but daddy said safety first. I told daddy and mommy I want to learn how to dive like those swimmers in the Milo advertisement but daddy said, it doesn't matter as long as I don't hurt myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mommy then timed me on my 100m Breast stroke swim and my best time was&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 3 minutes and 26 seconds!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; This is double the record held by another Primary 2 girls in 2006. She took only 1 minute 40 seconds to swim that distant! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;However, mommy didn't want to discourage me and thus didn't tell me that. All she said to me was &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Its doesn't matter if you win or lose; if you comes in 1st or last. What matter most is that you have put in your best and complete the race."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; She said that this does not only apply to this competition but also in everything I do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And just in case I felt bad swimming so slowly on Tuesday, daddy &amp;amp; mommy told me not to worry where the rest of the competitors are, just concentrate on my own swimming and try my best to swim as fast as I can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mommy now can only pray that I won't be too far behind the last competitor. And whatever the outcome, daddy &amp;amp; mommy will be there to give me a well-done hug once I finished.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-972816725308029366?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/972816725308029366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=972816725308029366' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/972816725308029366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/972816725308029366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/02/1st-official-swimming-competition.html' title='1st Official Swimming Competition'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-5100537559113087500</id><published>2009-02-06T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T23:28:09.264+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bento'/><title type='text'>Bento #66</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SY7iw3Pky1I/AAAAAAAABPs/sjV0uUkNPJc/s1600-h/DSC03014-731146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300423140552526674" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SY7iw3Pky1I/AAAAAAAABPs/sjV0uUkNPJc/s320/DSC03014-731146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Marconi with bacon &amp;amp; peas &amp;amp; flower Carrot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Prawn; Kiwi &amp;amp; Peach wrapped in Spring Roll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sausage with Broccoli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;The one on the right is mine as I like Broccoli. Today food is quite a lot for us but we finished it nonetheless as its all our favourite.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-5100537559113087500?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/5100537559113087500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=5100537559113087500' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/5100537559113087500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/5100537559113087500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/02/bento-66.html' title='Bento #66'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SY7iw3Pky1I/AAAAAAAABPs/sjV0uUkNPJc/s72-c/DSC03014-731146.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-7504569374234839856</id><published>2009-02-06T17:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T23:13:28.085+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>Little Business Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today, I bought 3 bangle bracelets from the vendor outside our School canteen for $2.00. I then resold it to my 3 friends. As they comes in 3 different colours, the prettiest one was sold for $2.00 and the other 2 was sold at $1.00 each! However, as one of my friend did not have enough money to pay me, I told her she can have the bangle first and pay me $1.10 on Monday. The extra $0.10 is the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Finance" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;charge. I'm so proud that I make my&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt; FIRST dollar!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I proudly told mommy about it when she picked us up from school. I told her I can earn money too like daddy by just &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;buying in bulk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;selling it loose&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Mommy was worried that I will get into trouble with the school rules but was happy that I have a business mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;She recalled a similar incidents which happened to daddy's brother when he was in Primary School 20+ years ago. He did the same thing too and the parents were called in to see the Principal and he got public canning. But thinking back, wonder why he was punished. Shouldn't school encourage this kind of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;entrepreneurship?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, I was so excited of my little business and told daddy and everyone. They all praise me for having such business mind. Grandma even wonder how a little girl like me know such things..even financing charges!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;During family dinner with them, they were discussing what they are gonna do should the teacher or principal finds out. Daddy said he will go and talk to the principal if I be punished for such entrepreneurship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mommy is more worried if my friends' parents found out..how is she gonna explain...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What do you think?? Should my business be encouraged?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-7504569374234839856?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/7504569374234839856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=7504569374234839856' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/7504569374234839856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/7504569374234839856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/02/little-business-mind.html' title='Little Business Mind'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-1064488839168040789</id><published>2009-02-05T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T23:21:10.554+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bento'/><title type='text'>Bento #65 - Mickey Mouse!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SY7irs8vJCI/AAAAAAAABPk/oUMBRInV3P4/s1600-h/DSC03013-710476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300423051889812514" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SY7irs8vJCI/AAAAAAAABPk/oUMBRInV3P4/s320/DSC03013-710476.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mickey Mouse shaped Cheese &amp;amp; Ham sandwich;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mickey Mouse shaped &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Dragonfruit&lt;/span&gt; + cherry tomatoes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;Still have some ham in the fridge and mommy decide to try something challenging to her..that is to "decorate" the Mickey Mouse Sandwich. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;First she cut the bread, cheese and ham using the Mickey Mouse cookie cutter. Then with the knife, she cut away the ears of the Mickey Mouse on the cheese. Placed raisins on the eyes and nose. And that's it! Quite simple but the cheese part needs a little skill though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;Using the same cutter, she shape the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Dragonfruit&lt;/span&gt; and add my favourite cherry tomatoes in. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-1064488839168040789?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/1064488839168040789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=1064488839168040789' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/1064488839168040789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/1064488839168040789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/02/bento-65-mickey-mouse.html' title='Bento #65 - Mickey Mouse!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SY7irs8vJCI/AAAAAAAABPk/oUMBRInV3P4/s72-c/DSC03013-710476.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-189559690638367801</id><published>2009-02-04T21:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T22:19:53.979+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bento'/><title type='text'>Bento #64</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SY7iU9WjJGI/AAAAAAAABPc/xKkf7rLn2dA/s1600-h/DSC03010-719782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300422661156054114" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SY7iU9WjJGI/AAAAAAAABPc/xKkf7rLn2dA/s320/DSC03010-719782.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Star/Hello Kitty/ Bunny shaped Jelly;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Heart shaped ham &amp;amp; Cheese Sandwich;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Mandarin Orange + Cherry Tomatoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;Easy Easy! Today bento took mommy less than 10 minutes to prepare and we still get to have all our favourite food - cheese, jelly + cherry tomaotes!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-189559690638367801?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/189559690638367801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=189559690638367801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/189559690638367801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/189559690638367801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/02/bento-64.html' title='Bento #64'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SY7iU9WjJGI/AAAAAAAABPc/xKkf7rLn2dA/s72-c/DSC03010-719782.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-7389164530285632353</id><published>2009-02-03T09:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T17:34:53.729+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bento'/><title type='text'>Bento #63</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SYeg_r5a7TI/AAAAAAAABPU/oJKZfQeitrQ/s1600-h/DSC03009-742485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298380502600445234" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SYeg_r5a7TI/AAAAAAAABPU/oJKZfQeitrQ/s320/DSC03009-742485.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another easy bento from mommy today. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Slice the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Kaya pancake sandwich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to fit the small bento container and using the bunny's stencil, she spread some Olive butter on the top to make the picture.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Next, using the Pooh bear cutter, cut the shape for the dragonfruit and added the car shaped agar-agar in and that's it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-7389164530285632353?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/7389164530285632353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=7389164530285632353' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/7389164530285632353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/7389164530285632353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/02/bento-63.html' title='Bento #63'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SYeg_r5a7TI/AAAAAAAABPU/oJKZfQeitrQ/s72-c/DSC03009-742485.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-11838571238713569</id><published>2009-02-02T09:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T17:29:24.291+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bento'/><title type='text'>Bento #62</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SYegzbo6oyI/AAAAAAAABPM/-9PfLDUQWjQ/s1600-h/DSC03007-793734.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298380292077822754" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SYegzbo6oyI/AAAAAAAABPM/-9PfLDUQWjQ/s320/DSC03007-793734.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;Mommy made some agar-agar over the weekend using all the mould she could find. And I have the &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello Kitty Jelly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; one today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;Mommy quite satisfy with the &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bear shaped bread&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but was disappointed with the quail eggs. Its supposed to be hatching eggs (like &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Allthingspurple&lt;/span&gt;) but mommy just doesn't have the skill. So this is her "Art" piece and its left to us to imagine. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;I told mommy that the quail eggs are so cute and they look like little girls and I told mommy I like the fringe!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;Mommy was happy at least it not such failure and that it at least look like something.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-11838571238713569?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/11838571238713569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=11838571238713569' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/11838571238713569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/11838571238713569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/02/bento-62.html' title='Bento #62'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SYegzbo6oyI/AAAAAAAABPM/-9PfLDUQWjQ/s72-c/DSC03007-793734.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-8199638727180229535</id><published>2009-01-29T09:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T10:52:15.540+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bento'/><title type='text'>Moo Moo Bento #61</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Moo Moo Year!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SYegYhDlQ1I/AAAAAAAABO8/9kRPQi2e9qs/s1600-h/DSC03003-786717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298379829675377490" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SYegYhDlQ1I/AAAAAAAABO8/9kRPQi2e9qs/s320/DSC03003-786717.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;Having see so many mommies especially &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Allthingspurple&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;lilangels&lt;/span&gt;'s creation, mommy decided to make one Moo Moo Bento for us too! Similiar to Allthingspurple's but ours is the entire slice of bread.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;Mommy uses scissors to cut bread, cheese and ham into shapes. Then she uses the Nori puncher to punch for the eyes. For the nose, she uses scissors again as she couldn't find any puncher big enough for the nose.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;A little plain so mommy added some grapes and cherry tomatoes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;Hee! Mommy thinks this is the most satisfactory bento she made this year!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-8199638727180229535?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/8199638727180229535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=8199638727180229535' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/8199638727180229535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/8199638727180229535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/01/moo-moo-bento-61.html' title='Moo Moo Bento #61'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SYegYhDlQ1I/AAAAAAAABO8/9kRPQi2e9qs/s72-c/DSC03003-786717.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-5615897406514993806</id><published>2009-01-28T12:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T10:06:09.744+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bento'/><title type='text'>Bento #60</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SX_eMrrugNI/AAAAAAAABO0/6o4u04H48mQ/s1600-h/DSC02999-722027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296195996276916434" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SX_eMrrugNI/AAAAAAAABO0/6o4u04H48mQ/s320/DSC02999-722027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Animated shaped cookies; oranges and cherry tomatoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;Ha..another simple bento for mommy..actually she doesn't even think it can be called a bento! The cookies were baked during the long holiday!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;With the super long holiday (we had an extra day off from school last Friday due to good PSLE result), mommy decided to take out her baking stuffs and the three of us did some baking. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; had invited us to wash his car together (something which we enjoyed) but we politely decline his offer and chooses to do baking with mommy. Sorry &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;daddy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;Its quite simple. We just need to help mommy hold the mixer; cracked the eggs; sieve the flour... Once the dough is formed, its &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;our fun time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! We uses all sort of cookies press to make the animated cookies. Mommy gave us some chocolate chips to place it on the eyes and nose too! Once everything is done, mommy placed the tray into the oven and less than 10 minutes, we had hot piping cookies for our tea!! We couldn't resist the aroma and together with &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;daddy &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nicholas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, we finished almost 3/4 of the cookies!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-5615897406514993806?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/5615897406514993806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=5615897406514993806' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/5615897406514993806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/5615897406514993806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/01/bento-60.html' title='Bento #60'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SX_eMrrugNI/AAAAAAAABO0/6o4u04H48mQ/s72-c/DSC02999-722027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-21569023917417572</id><published>2009-01-21T12:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T12:41:26.445+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Piano'/><title type='text'>Grade 1 Piano Theory Certificate</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;Its Double Happiness for me today! Just as I receive the Bronze Certificate from my teacher, mommy received my&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Piano Grade 1 Theory Certificate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by post today too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SX_eI_2TgdI/AAAAAAAABOk/PhyKJmTZtA4/s1600-h/DSC03002-707293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296195932970516946" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SX_eI_2TgdI/AAAAAAAABOk/PhyKJmTZtA4/s320/DSC03002-707293.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;She was a little disappointed by the marks though but she had expected this as I finished my paper in less than an hour...When my piano teacher found out about the marks, she was surprised too! She told mommy with my knowledge, I could have easily scored full marks. What to do, next time, must sit in there and check and double check.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SX_eJcMLKUI/AAAAAAAABOs/gd4BVbwRv1A/s1600-h/DSC03001-708687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296195940578437442" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SX_eJcMLKUI/AAAAAAAABOs/gd4BVbwRv1A/s320/DSC03001-708687.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-21569023917417572?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/21569023917417572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=21569023917417572' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/21569023917417572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/21569023917417572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/01/grade-1-piano-theory-certificate.html' title='Grade 1 Piano Theory Certificate'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SX_eI_2TgdI/AAAAAAAABOk/PhyKJmTZtA4/s72-c/DSC03002-707293.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-919238764951450780</id><published>2009-01-21T12:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T12:36:02.478+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sport'/><title type='text'>Bronze Survival Certificate Here Finally!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;My long awaited certificate is finally here today. I felt so proud and happy to receive this from my teacher and couldn't wait to show it to mommy and Charmaine right after school!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;Its a very long wait till mommy even started doubting if I actually passed the &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bronze Survival Test&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The School apologised to mommy for the delay as they have to wait for the coach to pass to them the certificate. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SX_d4vmZz1I/AAAAAAAABOc/Oz1RD8QXyh4/s1600-h/DSC03000-741894.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296195653730946898" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SX_d4vmZz1I/AAAAAAAABOc/Oz1RD8QXyh4/s320/DSC03000-741894.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;One question came to mommy's mind&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;...what to do with the pin and the badge??&lt;/span&gt; Anyone got any idea what it is for?? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-919238764951450780?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/919238764951450780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=919238764951450780' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/919238764951450780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/919238764951450780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/01/bronze-survival-certificate-here.html' title='Bronze Survival Certificate Here Finally!!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SX_d4vmZz1I/AAAAAAAABOc/Oz1RD8QXyh4/s72-c/DSC03000-741894.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-6647692285889072480</id><published>2009-01-19T16:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T14:12:55.755+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>New CCA - Chess Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mommy removed me from my tennis CCA and signed me up for Chess Club after discussing with daddy. Daddy raised both hands in support for the switch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At first, mommy worried that Chess might be too dull and it being on a Monday afternoon, I might fall asleep but hahaha..she is so wrong!! Kids do not have &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday blues&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; like adults. Moreover, Amy &lt;em&gt;(my new classmate who joined us this year and I'm her buddy)&lt;/em&gt; signed up for the chess club too and both of us had a fun time challenging each other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So nothing to worry, mommy. Chess club is fun after all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-6647692285889072480?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/6647692285889072480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=6647692285889072480' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/6647692285889072480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/6647692285889072480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-cca-chess-club.html' title='New CCA - Chess Club'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-2767785101959753372</id><published>2009-01-15T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T17:05:34.629+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bento'/><title type='text'>Bento #59</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SXQ7PdlX0fI/AAAAAAAABNk/NTstMlGJgG0/s1600-h/DSC02994-709437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292920598892630514" height="252" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SXQ7PdlX0fI/AAAAAAAABNk/NTstMlGJgG0/s320/DSC02994-709437.jpg" width="336" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Main: Rice; fried egg with beans; sausage + cherry tomatoes; corns&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: Water apples + green tea flavour nougat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* can't tell the eyes &amp;amp; mouth on the triangle moulded rice, right? Think mommy need to try harder. And the other moulded rice supposedly to be heart shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than appearance, the food is yummy and both Charmaine &amp;amp; I enjoyed our recess today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-2767785101959753372?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/2767785101959753372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=2767785101959753372' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/2767785101959753372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/2767785101959753372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/01/bento-59.html' title='Bento #59'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SXQ7PdlX0fI/AAAAAAAABNk/NTstMlGJgG0/s72-c/DSC02994-709437.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-1495640703418657115</id><published>2009-01-13T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T16:51:49.963+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bento'/><title type='text'>Bento #58</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SXQ7KmjvmQI/AAAAAAAABNc/C4ZOCeSv_js/s1600-h/DSC02992-790559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292920515402373378" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SXQ7KmjvmQI/AAAAAAAABNc/C4ZOCeSv_js/s320/DSC02992-790559.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ham &amp;amp; cheese sandwich; grapes; egg and cherry tomatoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;Our mommy is back!!! Finally something cute for our bento!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-1495640703418657115?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/1495640703418657115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=1495640703418657115' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/1495640703418657115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/1495640703418657115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/01/bento-58.html' title='Bento #58'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SXQ7KmjvmQI/AAAAAAAABNc/C4ZOCeSv_js/s72-c/DSC02992-790559.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-2946460134592981686</id><published>2009-01-09T16:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T16:41:44.607+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bento'/><title type='text'>Bento #57</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;Mommy getting lazy...this is our simpliest bento ever! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;We made this chicken pie during the weekend and mommy stored it in the freezer so when emergency comes, like today, she can take it out and throw it into the oven and we have hot piping Chicken pie in less than 20 minutes!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SXQ7E-fXvEI/AAAAAAAABNU/Yw5kcTdPjp8/s1600-h/DSC02982-767956.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292920418747268162" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SXQ7E-fXvEI/AAAAAAAABNU/Yw5kcTdPjp8/s320/DSC02982-767956.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Left: Chicken pie with Hello Kitty's face for Charmaine&lt;br /&gt;Right: Chicken pie with Mickey Mouse's face for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;No fruits as mommy thinks we won't have time for any after we are done with the pie. But in the pie, there are peas, mushroom &amp;amp; corns. So its still quite balanced meal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-2946460134592981686?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/2946460134592981686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=2946460134592981686' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/2946460134592981686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/2946460134592981686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/01/bento-57.html' title='Bento #57'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SXQ7E-fXvEI/AAAAAAAABNU/Yw5kcTdPjp8/s72-c/DSC02982-767956.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-7558179827972161852</id><published>2009-01-08T20:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T20:11:45.700+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bento'/><title type='text'>Bento #56</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;... after just 4 days of canteen food and Charmaine couldn't take it anymore. She requested mommy to pack food for her too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So with the limited resources in mommy's fridge, which is relatively empty as mommy had no time to go grocery shopping, this is what we have for today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SWno9Cu0wjI/AAAAAAAABM8/rNLUgP0cNcI/s1600-h/DSC02974-784784.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290015372726288946" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SWno9Cu0wjI/AAAAAAAABM8/rNLUgP0cNcI/s320/DSC02974-784784.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Main: Sushi with sausage for mouth, and peas for eyes&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: Marshmallow; grapes and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;jackfruit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;We loves today &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bento&lt;/span&gt; so much that we request mommy to make it for lunch and dinner too! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-7558179827972161852?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/7558179827972161852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=7558179827972161852' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/7558179827972161852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/7558179827972161852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/01/bento-56.html' title='Bento #56'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SWno9Cu0wjI/AAAAAAAABM8/rNLUgP0cNcI/s72-c/DSC02974-784784.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-6804663209530076059</id><published>2009-01-06T20:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T14:13:45.988+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bento'/><title type='text'>Bento #55</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;Think mommy had lost touch on bento making and getting lazy too. I have to request mommy to pack food for me before she decided its time for her to move. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;Nothing fanciful for my bento as mommy had too many things on her mind and to handle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SWno3LqXI1I/AAAAAAAABM0/JdmdmEzMufA/s1600-h/DSC02973-760643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290015272044274514" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SWno3LqXI1I/AAAAAAAABM0/JdmdmEzMufA/s320/DSC02973-760643.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;We made this Hello Kitty shape puff pastry during the weekend and mommy just had to take it out from the freezer and bake it. Once its done, mommy put some tuna mayo on it and its done! Don't think one can tell the pastry is Hello Kitty though... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;Added a few slice of Hello Kitty shaped apples and mommy felt its a little too empty, so she filled the gap with some marshmallows.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;Hope mommy can find her momentum back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-6804663209530076059?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/6804663209530076059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=6804663209530076059' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/6804663209530076059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/6804663209530076059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/01/bento-55.html' title='Bento #55'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SWno3LqXI1I/AAAAAAAABM0/JdmdmEzMufA/s72-c/DSC02973-760643.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-5163953292262370602</id><published>2009-01-02T20:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T21:01:24.727+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Back To School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So excited to be back to School again! This year, I won't have to eat my breakfast alone as &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Charmaine&lt;/span&gt; will be joining me too! She is a little chatterbox and even in the early in the morning, she can chatter non-stop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As I start school earlier than &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Charmaine &lt;/span&gt;for the first 3 days, mom &amp;amp; dad dropped me off first and accompanied&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; Charmaine&lt;/span&gt; to her class. During recess, I tried to look for her but couldn't. However, I did went over to her classroom after recess before the bell rang to say hello to her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Its fun to have a sibling in the same school!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-5163953292262370602?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/5163953292262370602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=5163953292262370602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/5163953292262370602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/5163953292262370602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-to-school.html' title='Back To School'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-5344156780168794250</id><published>2008-12-19T19:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T20:26:39.490+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parties'/><title type='text'>Christmas Party 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cu-cWOITb2w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cu-cWOITb2w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I enjoyed this year Christmas party very much as I got to go up stage to participate in a few games. The first is the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Catwalk"&lt;/span&gt; and next is the&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; Hula Hoop &lt;/span&gt;with balloon stuff under my shirt. Though I didn't win for the Hula Hoop, I got a lot of cheers for the "Catwalk". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk142YYSG" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 42px; HEIGHT: 39px" height="45" alt="Roll" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_21.gif" width="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;We did some &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Art &amp;amp; Craft&lt;/span&gt; as usual and this time, mommy didn't help and we didn't win either. &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk142YYSG" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="19" alt="Annoyed And Disappointed" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_13_4.gif" width="19" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Prior to today's party, mommy had been telling me that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Santa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;is watching me and if I haven't been a good girl, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Santa &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;will not give me any present. But I kept &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;unconsciously&lt;/span&gt; upsetting mommy with my temper and "bully" and was a little worried that I really will have no present from &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Santa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Thus you can see how happy I was when Santa called my name!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d823f5ffd0ff42ad" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd823f5ffd0ff42ad%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331946121%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D145FB8887FD350500830A60789DCD51C7E2AF306.71413DF2226C0308CCB3F9FCF710A44C1EFBA016%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd823f5ffd0ff42ad%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D4FclfHn4xerNQKyfhrL-y8IB06Y&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd823f5ffd0ff42ad%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331946121%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D145FB8887FD350500830A60789DCD51C7E2AF306.71413DF2226C0308CCB3F9FCF710A44C1EFBA016%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd823f5ffd0ff42ad%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D4FclfHn4xerNQKyfhrL-y8IB06Y&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Charmaine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nicholas &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;each received 2 present from &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Santa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but I only got one...and on the present, there was a little card from &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Santa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SU40c3MB5_I/AAAAAAAABMk/6aaEW4zD8dI/s1600-h/DSC02915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282217083407558642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SU40c3MB5_I/AAAAAAAABMk/6aaEW4zD8dI/s320/DSC02915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SU40dBuLHcI/AAAAAAAABMs/0C7RJV_RXv0/s1600-h/DSC02917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282217086235123138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SU40dBuLHcI/AAAAAAAABMs/0C7RJV_RXv0/s320/DSC02917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mommy and daddy since had been reminding me about this note..I doubt &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Santa &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;is really watching me, it must be mommy or daddy who told &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Santa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; about me and asked him give me only one present. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Whether there is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Santa &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;or not, I am gonna remember this and be good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-5344156780168794250?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d823f5ffd0ff42ad&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/5344156780168794250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=5344156780168794250' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/5344156780168794250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/5344156780168794250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-party-2008.html' title='Christmas Party 2008'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/SU40c3MB5_I/AAAAAAAABMk/6aaEW4zD8dI/s72-c/DSC02915.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-8643654712348493378</id><published>2008-12-09T15:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T22:17:49.938+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Australia Holiday 30th Nov to 8th Dec</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So excited about our holiday to Australia. On the plane, after the late dinner, mommy allowed us to play the computer games with the screen in front of us. After playing for a while, we were all tired as its already past mid-night and daddy told us to go to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;Day 1&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We checked into our apartment and unpacked our stuffs. Charmaine and I supposed to share a room while daddy, mommy and Nicholas shared the other room. But my brother refused to sleep with daddy and he only wants mommy to to be in the room, the 3 of us had to share the other room instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After dad &amp;amp; mom had their nap, we went to Sea World Resort to play the &lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;sea sport.&lt;/font&gt; It was super fun! Too bad, mommy and Nicholas can't join any of them except the Sea Plane and the speed boat ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;Day 2&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We are back at &lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;Sea World&lt;/font&gt; again and I had a great time playing all the thrill rides. We were a little disappointed that we couldn't play some of the rides as daddy said we are below the minimum height. We had "fish &amp;amp; Chips" for lunch and since we couldn't finished the fries, we used it to feed the birds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#33cc00"&gt;Day 3&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today, we visited the &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Movie World&lt;/font&gt; and we were so excited once we were in there. Couldn't wait for mommy to plan the route and rushed daddy to play the Batman Ride. We met many cartoon characters and took pictures with them too. Today, daddy asked mommy to pack sandwiches instead of buying there and with the hot morning, we sat down for an early lunch with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;crunchy&lt;/span&gt; apple before going for more rides. After lunch, the weather is much better and we enjoyed more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;Day 4&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We visited the &lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paradise Country Farm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; and took pictures with a Koala. Nothing much to see here. The only thing new to us is to be able to see Sheep Shearing. The sheep was so poor thing but the man said its a must to shear the wool otherwise, the sheep will be very hot during the Summer time. After shearing, the sheep was so scared it can't even stand properly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;Day 5&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We woke up very early today when the sky was still dark. Mommy told us the night before that we had to wake up at 3am in the morning as we are going for the &lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hotair&lt;/span&gt; Balloon Ride&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;. Its a very long journey to the launch site and we slept on the way there. Charmaine &amp;amp; I went with daddy while Nicholas stayed with mommy. Its so fun up there and we were even above the clouds. But its very hot when the pilot on the fire!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hotair&lt;/span&gt; balloon ride, we went to a farm to have breakfast before going to&lt;font color="#33cc00"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Dreamworld&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;. Its another day playing with those thrill rides. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 6&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We went back to &lt;font color="#33cc00"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dreamworld&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; today to finish the rest of the park. In the afternoon, we hopped over to the &lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;White Water World&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; and swim. Its like our Wild Wild Wet in Singapore and we didn't get to play very long as the weather today was very chilling. And just as we were leaving, it started to rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 7&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today, we did nothing. Just go shopping and play at the playground opposite our apartment before heading back to change into our swim suit and head down the beach. The sand is so soft and the beach so beautiful. The water is cold though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#33cc00"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 8&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We went to the &lt;font color="#33cc00"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Currumbin&lt;/span&gt; Wildlife &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Santuary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;. Its like our Singapore Zoo but they have especial animals like Wombat, Dingo, Tasmanian Devils and Koalas. We enjoyed feeding the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Lorikeet&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#6633ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 9&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today is our last day in Australia and we were sad to leave. Mommy said our flight back is at 11pm and suggested going to fruit farm. But daddy prefers to drive around instead and so, we drove all the way the Brisbane to buy an ice-cream each and then drive back to the apartment to wait for the coach to pick us up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have a lovely time in Australia and asked daddy if we can go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;Egypt&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt; next year. Daddy asked me why and I said I want to see the place after reading so much of it from the Bible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(All the photos are posted on &lt;a href="http://simnicholas.blogspot.com/2008/11/gold-coast-holiday-day-1.html"&gt;my brother's blog&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-8643654712348493378?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/8643654712348493378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=8643654712348493378' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/8643654712348493378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/8643654712348493378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2008/12/australia-holiday-30th-nov-to-8th-dec.html' title='Australia Holiday 30th Nov to 8th Dec'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-8113612048203095436</id><published>2008-11-28T09:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T16:16:03.266+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>Holiday camp - Angel Clay (Day 5)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/STCVvTojh7I/AAAAAAAAA_I/FdweEAegiqU/s1600-h/DSC02488-729416.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;After our lunch, we moved to another classroom to play with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Angel Clay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The teacher showed us the two different frame she made and we got to choose one design to make.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/STCVvcONXUI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/Spu_EkdrPbw/s1600-h/DSC02487-729951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273879805913029954" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/STCVvcONXUI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/Spu_EkdrPbw/s320/DSC02487-729951.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The teacher taught us step by step how to do it and we can add our own design. When we are done, we were given colouring to paint our clay and sparkles to put on the photo frame. The teacher said we have to leave it to dry for 5 days but during the ride home, some parts fell off. &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk142YYSG" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="26" alt="Crying" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_9_1v.gif" width="43" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/STCVvTojh7I/AAAAAAAAA_I/FdweEAegiqU/s1600-h/DSC02488-729416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273879803607615410" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/STCVvTojh7I/AAAAAAAAA_I/FdweEAegiqU/s320/DSC02488-729416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;This is the end of my holiday camp and I like to thank &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mommy&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; daddy&lt;/span&gt; for signing me up and paying for such enjoyable camp!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Tomorrow is another day I'm looking forward to...as we will be going on a holiday to ....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk142YYSG" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="81" alt="Wool Production" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/26/26_11_9.gif" width="110" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk142YYSG" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="85" alt="Kangaroo" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/26/26_11_5.gif" width="110" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk142YYSG" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="73" alt="Koala" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/26/26_11_6.gif" width="45" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Can you guess where we are going?  &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk142YYSG" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="45" alt="Roll" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_21.gif" width="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-8113612048203095436?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/8113612048203095436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=8113612048203095436' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/8113612048203095436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/8113612048203095436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2008/11/holiday-camp-angel-clay-day-5.html' title='Holiday camp - Angel Clay (Day 5)'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/STCVvcONXUI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/Spu_EkdrPbw/s72-c/DSC02487-729951.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-852797514915337021</id><published>2008-11-27T09:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T16:02:36.144+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>Holiday Camp - Explorer Kid (Day 4)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/STCVlnafT7I/AAAAAAAAA_A/yU_tnDUWaXg/s1600-h/DSC02486-790536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273879637118635954" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/STCVlnafT7I/AAAAAAAAA_A/yU_tnDUWaXg/s320/DSC02486-790536.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;Today, we went to &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Explorer Kids&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It was very fun. Though I was there only 2 weeks ago, but that time, mommy didn't want to pay for the "ball game" so I didn't get to play the last time. But today, we got to play there and I enjoyed collecting the bullet (balls) and shooting it at teachers and friends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;I show-off to my teachers and friends too on the &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cliff Adventure&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. They all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;applauded&lt;/span&gt; at my scaling speed and height! Feel so proud!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk142YYSG" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="63" alt="Rock_climber" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/7/7_10_1.gif" width="65" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-852797514915337021?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/852797514915337021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=852797514915337021' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/852797514915337021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/852797514915337021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2008/11/holiday-camp-explorer-kid-day-4.html' title='Holiday Camp - Explorer Kid (Day 4)'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/STCVlnafT7I/AAAAAAAAA_A/yU_tnDUWaXg/s72-c/DSC02486-790536.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-4300194349967341699</id><published>2008-11-26T08:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T08:51:05.470+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>Holiday Camp - Air Force Museum (Day 3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/STCObldbzSI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TPVKe5CRRH8/s1600-h/DSC02485-758769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273871768214031650" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/STCObldbzSI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TPVKe5CRRH8/s320/DSC02485-758769.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today, we visited the hanger &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(I just learnt this word and insist on using it here) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;after lunch. The first thing we did was to explore the indoor gallery. We also watched a movie of the army fighting in a war on the jet plane. Then, they told us the names of those brave warriors who fought bravely for the country and one of them sounded like my daddy's name!! And the man look like my daddy too!!&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; (Though my daddy was much fatter than him!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk142YYSG" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 79px; HEIGHT: 75px" height="81" alt="Belly Laugh" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_1_219.gif" width="81" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we were introduced to the different types of plane there. Our teacher gave us a pencil and paper and told us to take note of all the planes around us. Once we are done with the tour, while waiting for the bus to come, teacher told us to draw a picture of a plane we saw and I drew a helicopter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Charmaine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; came here before too and again, we had so much to chat about!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-4300194349967341699?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/4300194349967341699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=4300194349967341699' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/4300194349967341699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/4300194349967341699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2008/11/holiday-camp-air-force-museum-day-3.html' title='Holiday Camp - Air Force Museum (Day 3)'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/STCObldbzSI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TPVKe5CRRH8/s72-c/DSC02485-758769.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735521168271434492.post-5623859445717204730</id><published>2008-11-25T08:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T08:35:21.205+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>Holiday Camp - Mushroom Farm (Day 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/STCLH41ilZI/AAAAAAAAA-w/ie9E-cN_AG4/s1600-h/DSC02484-711289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273868131283146130" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/STCLH41ilZI/AAAAAAAAA-w/ie9E-cN_AG4/s320/DSC02484-711289.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;Like yesterday, we had our Chinese Language workshop in the morning before proceeding to visit the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Mushroom Farm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;First, when we got there, the aunty let us tasted a few mushrooms. Even as a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"mushroom -dislike"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; person, I find it nice. The aunty told us that we should not wash the top of the mushroom when we want to cook them but just the root..when I told mommy this, mommy expression is &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk142YYSG" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="42" alt="Very Confused" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_12_3.gif" width="41" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;We were then lead to the mushroom hut and the aunty showed us how mushroom was grown. They first collected some sawdust and formed it into a log. They dug a small hole and placed the seeds into the holes and placed it in the mushroom hut. The mushroom will grow from there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="justify"&gt;Its a great experience for me to be able to see the different stages of the mushroom's growth. When I told &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Charmaine &lt;/span&gt;about the trip, she is not so envy as she had been to the farm with her school months ago and we chatted about the farm the whole journey home and even during dinner!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735521168271434492-5623859445717204730?l=rachelsimrq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/feeds/5623859445717204730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735521168271434492&amp;postID=5623859445717204730' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/5623859445717204730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735521168271434492/posts/default/5623859445717204730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelsimrq.blogspot.com/2008/11/holiday-camp-mushroom-farm-day-2.html' title='Holiday Camp - Mushroom Farm (Day 2)'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05829133227567214070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/R7JzIOf3YAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4JFYm50-NIQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XiJ3o37Atoc/STCLH41ilZI/AAAAAAAAA-w/ie9E-cN_AG4/s72-c/DSC02484-711289.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
