<?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-8289120425308061707</id><updated>2012-01-26T14:23:05.775+01:00</updated><title type='text'>† ♥ ☮ ☆ rαcнє ☆ ☮ ♥ †</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>133</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-8196167209118318690</id><published>2010-05-02T09:32:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T09:40:08.473+02:00</updated><title type='text'>APRIL?!!</title><content type='html'>I CAN'T BELIEVE I DIDN'T POST ANYTHING ALL APRIL LONG o.O&lt;br /&gt;I am a bad bad blogger.. *bows head in shame*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my defense I've been literally going insane.. INSAAAAAANE =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I have to go and continue studying 'handmaid's tale' and perhaps start 'of mice and men' because my exam is tomorrow and I know about 20% of what I should know =)&lt;br /&gt;How grand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I should be back as a "regular" in summer, even though I won't be working at a computer like last year (I believe) though I'll have time. Ahh, time. Sounds like the American Dream itself &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, so long my fellow non existent followers.. TO MY BOOKS =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-8196167209118318690?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/8196167209118318690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=8196167209118318690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/8196167209118318690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/8196167209118318690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2010/05/april.html' title='APRIL?!!'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-5553060403599517511</id><published>2010-03-25T15:20:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T15:35:17.122+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S6t0lmc0ptI/AAAAAAAAAfs/rFmZ06QpGkk/s1600/09608023_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 109px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S6t0lmc0ptI/AAAAAAAAAfs/rFmZ06QpGkk/s320/09608023_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452579963187537618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sorry for the lack of updates, not like any one cares =P&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting in the SMC common room painting my nails with the coolest nail polish ever &lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥ - orly's shine on crazy diamond&lt;/span&gt;! That, and watching Lady Gaga on trace.. I'm sorry, but I LOVE her! She's so damn unique o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nannu finally came home last night.. Yay?- no =|&lt;br /&gt;He's worse than ever.. So if any one is actually reading this, I'd really appreciate the prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to cut this short, want to go home and continue working, these exams will be the end of me =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if it's not too much to ask, prayers for my nannu, please please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many thanks and blessings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-5553060403599517511?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/5553060403599517511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=5553060403599517511' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/5553060403599517511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/5553060403599517511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2010/03/hello-world-so-sorry-for-lack-of.html' title=''/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S6t0lmc0ptI/AAAAAAAAAfs/rFmZ06QpGkk/s72-c/09608023_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-4168908913757915303</id><published>2010-02-17T11:43:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T12:16:28.770+01:00</updated><title type='text'>the contrast within three days..</title><content type='html'>Hello world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my carnival weekend spent in malta was.. different =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night, beautiful.. "the mafia, the absinthe faerie, the mexican, a cowboy and nikki" .. Wicked =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S3vLsq6Kv0I/AAAAAAAAAe8/NhlFp5TYAwY/s1600-h/17569_350452880288_679390288_5149922_150522_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439164943272951618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S3vLsq6Kv0I/AAAAAAAAAe8/NhlFp5TYAwY/s320/17569_350452880288_679390288_5149922_150522_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's us!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From saturday night till monday night dan and I mummied george, and eventually kati and bianco haha! It was very sweet I must say. We cooked, we laughed, we fought, we made up.. funny stuff ie the usual =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S3vPvm-Y8zI/AAAAAAAAAfk/syy0MTDqCyI/s1600-h/DSCN3746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 305px; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439169391803036466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S3vPvm-Y8zI/AAAAAAAAAfk/syy0MTDqCyI/s320/DSCN3746.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kati and bianco were hilarious "roomies" . Rather fun weekend =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S3vMPuHVggI/AAAAAAAAAfE/GJv2DuZkUHM/s1600-h/DSCN3773+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 307px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439165545428910594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S3vMPuHVggI/AAAAAAAAAfE/GJv2DuZkUHM/s320/DSCN3773+-+Copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(kati and bianco's welcome present.. BAHAHAAAA CHEESEY MUCH?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday night I slept at dan and on tuesday came home to find george crying his heart out behind the garage door- what a baby ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is reality..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nannu has been through hell and back for 33years of his life, health wise. Through everything that's been thrown his way, yesterday we found out that he has got serious cancer and has been given a maximum of two months to live.&lt;br /&gt;Please, I'm begging for prayers.. Not for him to live, but for his suffering to seize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about drastic change from one day to the next..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it really, just please, keep him in your thoughts and prayers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;Blessings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-4168908913757915303?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/4168908913757915303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=4168908913757915303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/4168908913757915303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/4168908913757915303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2010/02/love-is-in-air.html' title='the contrast within three days..'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S3vLsq6Kv0I/AAAAAAAAAe8/NhlFp5TYAwY/s72-c/17569_350452880288_679390288_5149922_150522_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-6135819505383509002</id><published>2010-02-12T15:17:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T15:26:59.850+01:00</updated><title type='text'>carnival =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.testq.com/nfs/testq/photos/0013/9917/venetian_masks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 261px;" src="http://www.testq.com/nfs/testq/photos/0013/9917/venetian_masks.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yey it's carnival =D .. and I'm one of the few losers stuck here in malta -.-'&lt;br /&gt;Lame much?! Well, dan's mum didn't let him go because it's a wasted weekend (studying wise) ladidaaa. So I'm staying back on the rock with him.&lt;br /&gt;However, kati, bianco, maxine, nikki, dan and I are having our own like dressing up night in lonely paceville this evening o.O&lt;br /&gt;All I know is that I'm going to be the absinthe faerie *glee* and I'm going to miss danelle a lot &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm listening to nickelback to keep my life going haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspiration wise, still dry =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking about dry.. my nails ARE NOT!! I, being the nice person I am, went to help my mum see what to wear to go to barcelona tomorrow.. yeah I smudged FOUR!!!!!!!! moral of the story kids- DON'T HELP PEOPLE!.. It will bite you back in the ass somehow, don't ask me why, but it will =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh well! Hope to see at east one person I know tonight other than our little reject group XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the rest of you, enjoy gozo *MEANIES!!* haha!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-6135819505383509002?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/6135819505383509002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=6135819505383509002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/6135819505383509002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/6135819505383509002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2010/02/carnival.html' title='carnival =)'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-3241517604791732330</id><published>2010-02-09T08:13:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T08:22:35.206+01:00</updated><title type='text'>inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nataliedee.com/121505/finally-my-inspiration-is-revealed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 280px;" src="http://www.nataliedee.com/121505/finally-my-inspiration-is-revealed.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, the title is not positive =(&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt; inspiration, BADLY!! I have so much to paint, but no ideas to actually put down on paper.. hence the picture (which I LOVE by the way XD)&lt;br /&gt;So this is just a short post before I go try and draw but then give up cos I can no longer think =| oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have a wonderful day whilst I sit here and rot ^^ haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-3241517604791732330?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/3241517604791732330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=3241517604791732330' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/3241517604791732330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/3241517604791732330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2010/02/inspiration.html' title='inspiration'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-7938208127079265578</id><published>2010-02-05T17:50:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T18:42:59.891+01:00</updated><title type='text'>go blow yourselves up, damn it!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://jokerreport.typepad.com/.a/6a00e393366a1a8834012876b96369970c-500wi"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 298px;" src="http://jokerreport.typepad.com/.a/6a00e393366a1a8834012876b96369970c-500wi" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, seriously now, this world SUCKS! What the hell is wrong with everyone?!&lt;br /&gt;I've come to realise that there is not one person involved in my life that is not either selfish, rude, judgmental, hypocritical, arrogant, insensitive bla bla!&lt;br /&gt;BLEHH!! Horrible people, terrible actions, dying morals, poor poor earth ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, I'm just so sick of absolutely everyone.  Honestly, I was that I could find a hollow tree in the middle of a peaceful field and just live there forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more people = no more bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is exactly how I feel!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-7938208127079265578?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/7938208127079265578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=7938208127079265578' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/7938208127079265578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/7938208127079265578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2010/02/go-blow-yourselves-up-damn-it.html' title='go blow yourselves up, damn it!!'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-4074502998567603679</id><published>2010-01-27T23:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T23:36:30.838+01:00</updated><title type='text'>finally.. happy 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2C_sCpZn2I/AAAAAAAAAeI/H9h3HiPj4Zw/s1600-h/DSCN1735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2C_sCpZn2I/AAAAAAAAAeI/H9h3HiPj4Zw/s320/DSCN1735.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431551913954484066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, yes, I know- I'm sorry. I haven't blogged in four months.. I could give excuses, and I shall, but it was still very wrong of me and even though barely anyone ever looks at anything I write, I do feel guilty *blush*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after cyber surf closed down, and we went camping and, dan and my one year, we started school. That meant less free time and even more sadly, less time lazing about in dan’s room =( Now, my internet at home- SUCKS!! Plus, I was chucked out of the study and told not to use the “family computer” because it’s the family’s and not mine- go figure *facepalm*. So I was lumped with THE SLOWEST laptop in the world.. And after about a month, I couldn’t take it any more and I ordered an acer aspire 6930g from acerdirect.com, waited about 3-4 and VOILA, laptop ♥&lt;br /&gt;However, extremely sadly, my internet remained sucking and, even though they came to change our modem three times and bascially tried to tell me that my internet is fine and I’m a liar, I never got down to doing anything other than fb and ebay and maybe a few more sites that don’t exactly require the internet to keep working (cos when I did, the swear words.. HAZIN)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To recap the last four months:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I bought a car ♥ a cute little black fiat uno, aka, my ferrari =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I’m officially 18 haha! Dan and I kinda through me a brilliant surpise-ish birthday party that I knew about XD it goes like this- rache: Dan I can’t make a party list so screw it, no party. Dan: Don’t worry rache, I’ll make the party list with the number of people your mum lets you invite, all you have to do is prepare everything and that week I’ll tell you who is coming. Rache: BRILLIANT PLAN REEEHEEEALLY =D !!!! ‘Twas simply awesome.. Soooooo many cakes and muffins and cupcakes and biscuits and coffee and hot chocolate and tea (BLEH) and baileys and tia maria and amaretto and brandy and wine and omnoms ♥ just beautiful ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I ended my 27month relationship with jc&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I’m officially sitting in a st martin’s classroom which leads me to this.. turns out that once I’m doing art alevel and I had registered through a school, the moderator needs to see my work through a school, lame huh? Oh well, luckily lovely auntie rita managed to get me into st martin’s for revision lessons and to basically do everything arty that was meant to have accumilated over the last THREE years in 16 weeks (now 14).. HAHAHAHAHAHAAA- no joke =|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Oh and HAPPY 2010 =D (although I'd rather refer to it as 2009 part 2- 2010 doesn't have a nice ring to it =/) NYE was nothing short of brilliant =D .. Actually the picture is one I took a few minutes before the count down, preettyyyy ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s the last four months in a nutshell. You know, minus all the drama and the sickness and the boredom and all the basic problems that come with life. Though an amazing person, Josette, passed away. That was a very hard time. Always will be in my prayers and in everyone else’s. She’s gone to be with her Saviour, sufferring has passed and I’m sure she’s loving it up there =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, today dan and I are officially 1 year four months =O that’s 16 months o.O and my nanna is now 81 XD We surprised her with a beautiful flower plant and a lemon cake and basically spent 2hours sitting at her kitchen table drinking coffee and tea whilst munching on the lemon cake ♥ .. So much for my diet XD .. Yes I’ve tried to start dieting again, seems to be failing but AHHHH can’t stand the way I look really =/ Though I have made birthday plans for my 21st that include a little snip-snip-SUCK OUT ALL MY FAT-stich-stich &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm what to say.. Doubt there is anything really.. Not like anything interesting has been happening other than art, essays and lack of sleep =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH!! I do have a new mini glitter lamp which I got for free =D (saved €19.99 woot ^^ ) because my mum had bought it as a christmas present and then decided to buy that person something else thinking she’ll keep the lamp for my sister’s birthday who, very conveniently, decided to mention how she “hates glitter lamps cos lava lamps are like sooooo much cooler BAHH, duhh!!” (ok, minus the BAHH..) Now I had wanted a black metal one with silver glitter but found out that, one- it worked with batteries and I’d have to stay buying an adapter to plug it into the wall, and two- the movement of the glitter was not by heat but by a motor which made it fly around like a flock of wild geese being attacked by tom and jerry or something =/ So yeah, I got a free silver/purple glitter lamp =D yeyyyyy freeness ftw ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now that is about it =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to blog soon though, keep this as my “well of sanity” or something like that anyways XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the next time, which I hope is reeeeeeally soon (promise to make an effort)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-4074502998567603679?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/4074502998567603679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/4074502998567603679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2010/01/normal-0-false-false-false-en-gb-x-none.html' title='finally.. happy 2010'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2C_sCpZn2I/AAAAAAAAAeI/H9h3HiPj4Zw/s72-c/DSCN1735.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-6249241134842448414</id><published>2009-09-27T07:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T08:20:52.907+02:00</updated><title type='text'>a whole year ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/264384675_d9b72b951d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 342px; height: 228px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/264384675_d9b72b951d.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 7:50am and I'm sitting in dan's room, completely hungover XD Ahh the consequences of not drinking all summer and then drinking ALMOST A PITCHER =O I've become a lightweight. Funny, a year ago I used to drink like a parched horse XD But it is not of this matter that I'm blogging..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan and I are officially one year ^^ Which means that a year ago was my last shift at hanks, meaning that 52 weeks ago him, beppe and kati came to visit me at work and I dedicated "I kissed a girl" to "KETRINI", meaning that 365 days ago dan kissed me, asked me out, and almost got me fired on my last day. How sweet =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all honesty, this year was so strange, so different. I can't believe it's passed already, yet so much happened it makes sense. And from begging kati to make sure he doesn't ask me out so that I won't end up in a relationship, I'm sitting here looking back on the last 375 days and remembering that feeling of utter excitement during the first ten days of "pre-us", when there were the shy and risky moments that come with the start of something new. I remember every time we met, practically everything we talked about and that feeling  of euphoria which would erupt every time I thought of him. Now, I still feel it, but stronger, changed- I feel safe. I am loved =D and I love him, incredibly =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the ups and the downs I can't describe how happy I am that beppe got me interested and that kati told him to ask me out not even ten minutes after I asked her to make sure he doesn't XD  Clearly the best decision I've made in my life =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's about it.. I'm off to wake him up, maybe play some playstation 3, go shopping for cereal and ice cream and spent the day at a flat pigging out whilst watching dvds/playing ps3 =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-6249241134842448414?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/6249241134842448414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=6249241134842448414' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/6249241134842448414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/6249241134842448414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2009/09/whole-year.html' title='a whole year ♥'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/88/264384675_d9b72b951d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-5243071164892429261</id><published>2009-09-17T21:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T21:52:42.082+02:00</updated><title type='text'>beauty?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SrKTBzUlNqI/AAAAAAAAAd4/vKM0mEqz74k/s1600-h/8322_176741405832_726570832_4179488_763069_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 239px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382526163826849442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SrKTBzUlNqI/AAAAAAAAAd4/vKM0mEqz74k/s320/8322_176741405832_726570832_4179488_763069_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sitting in the living room on this stupid laptop and my dad is watching bbcprime. One of those 2 minute shows about fashion or something was on and the final line was "beauty is only skin deep". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is that true?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How many people are considered beautiful, yet how many people are truly beautiful? Doesn't the soul count? Yes, beauty is in the eye of the beholder, but what really does make a person beautiful? Is it the soft, supple neck and full lips of a woman? The profound jaw line and sparkling, almond-shaped eyes of a man? What of body shape; why is it that most girls think that fat is gruesome, yet guys think it's sexy to be able to grab something? And the girls who love their love handles and the guys who think that girls who look like twigs are like goddesses? Light, dark, curvy, slim; they all evoke an attractive sensations when said, but are we all that interested when we see something out of place on someone else's body? Would it stop us from loving them the way that they should be loved?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turning onto love- what about the defects lovers always fail to notice, or the defects that they grow to love? The words, "I love your .." comes out often, but what if ".." changes? Is the other still as beautiful? What of love that ages; what does age do to beauty? Does it steal it away, or does it enhance it? Does our perception of beauty mature as we do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How about plastic surgery- is someone who has made themself beautiful truly beautiful? Is it right to consider them to be a beautiful looking person if that's not who they really are? Isn't altering your looks considered lying to the world? In that case, how can dishonesty be considered beautiful?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What about people who are considered plain or perhaps even ugly, yet have the most heart warming personalities- aren't they beautiful too? And the stunning people who walk through the streets turning eyes wherever they go, yet have lethal venom running through their veins and will not hesitate to strike at someone for any apparent reason- are those people still considered beautiful?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really, all I can ask myself is, what is beauty?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are we all beautiful in our own different ways? Or are we something else leaving the term "beautiful" for those people who are considered to be "perfect"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.. I wonder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-5243071164892429261?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/5243071164892429261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=5243071164892429261' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/5243071164892429261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/5243071164892429261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2009/09/beauty.html' title='beauty?'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SrKTBzUlNqI/AAAAAAAAAd4/vKM0mEqz74k/s72-c/8322_176741405832_726570832_4179488_763069_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-5966469189246574922</id><published>2009-09-17T09:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T09:35:23.308+02:00</updated><title type='text'>camping.. le ta, hazin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SrIEbBTxJ2I/AAAAAAAAAdo/U1noMx8EWpo/s1600-h/8322_176796855832_726570832_4180191_3286600_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 254px; HEIGHT: 275px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382369366915491682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SrIEbBTxJ2I/AAAAAAAAAdo/U1noMx8EWpo/s320/8322_176796855832_726570832_4180191_3286600_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 21.6pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello world =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 21.6pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 21.6pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 21.6pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 21.6pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 21.6pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So.. camping. Fail.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 21.6pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It kinda like reaaaaaaally sucked =/ and the story goes like this..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 21.6pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 21.6pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 21.6pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 21.6pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wednesday morning, dan's mum took herself, him and I to price choppers for a mahusive shopping spree that went over €500 =O yeah but dan and mine was like 60 =P It was hilarious I must say, dan and I are such losers XD Then we went to his house, to mine, to scan (to get my camera back WITHOUT the usb ports and my memory card- lying assholes), back to my house, and back to dan's. Started packing at seven, left his house, went to kristina's and by like half ten walked to paceville. Had a relaaaaaxed evening and walked back to dan's house by 1am. We slept at like 2am, woke up at 7am and got all excited, showered, I blogged, and weeeeeee left to pass by my house and then go to selmun. Dan and I had an hour of literally LOL and then jean, emma and kikka came. by 12am, a wasp flew UP my shorts leaving me screaching in my underwear whilst an old couple passed by (I swear it's true XD) and one conveniently landed on my leg and felt the need to stong me out of NOTHING.. Thus, I am now scared of wasps- shitless! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 21.6pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh, and the heat. It was horrible and sticky and blehh and I wanted to DIE. It rained and I was so excited but yeah, my tent, it isn't waterproof if there's WIND and rain =/ And then there was more heat and more wasps and the sea was lovely but I hate stripping down and actually getting into the water so it took forever and then it was all dirty and guess what, more bloody wasps!! Oh and then my newly fixed camera broke. How delightful. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 21.6pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;By sunday, I couldn't take it. I poured buckets and the whole campsite turned into a lump of clayish mud. It was disastrous. Dan and I spent almost two hours trying to pack everything away cos of the giant mess and we went through the campsite clearing up and by 2:30pm we were at my house. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 21.6pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank God. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 21.6pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We spent around two hours cleaning everything from the mud that had clayed itself all over anything in it's way, showered, ate and went to dan's house all squeaky clean and sunburnt =)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 21.6pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All in all; camping- fail. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 21.6pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 21.6pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 21.6pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 21.6pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Though it was mighty horrible, there were the few things that were pretty brilliant. Like "kisra hobz" and mike dan and I in a tent that's barely big enough for me, dan wacking the shit out of like a billion wasps and dan and I spending forever in the water leading to me losing and thankfully finding my favourite necklace in the world.. Basically the stupid little things that happen here there and everywhere =) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 21.6pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 21.6pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 21.6pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 21.6pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dan and I have remained living on the little food we took up with us, meaning lots of fake crunchy nut, couscous, woody we left at his house (douches) and marshmallows XD .. Imbasta me and my healthy diet ahh XD&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 21.6pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 21.6pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 21.6pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 21.6pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now our resources are coming to an end lol so well, no more camping for us =P&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 21.6pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 21.6pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 21.6pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So that's it, the camping post =P I'm off to rape my room haha..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SrIEKOALjgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/mmTGIwx7GHA/s1600-h/8322_176741405832_726570832_4179488_763069_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 133px; HEIGHT: 120px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382369078265220610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SrIEKOALjgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/mmTGIwx7GHA/s320/8322_176741405832_726570832_4179488_763069_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SrIESfdlsmI/AAAAAAAAAdY/W-ddWeYYYOE/s1600-h/8322_176741360832_726570832_4179479_3973988_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 133px; 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HEIGHT: 120px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382369282347205890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SrIEWGRHhQI/AAAAAAAAAdg/RFsIFj-PwJI/s320/8322_176741205832_726570832_4179451_1765818_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SrIEOOQ2ZfI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/m9nnnpespJ8/s1600-h/8322_176741240832_726570832_4179457_3690517_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 133px; HEIGHT: 120px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382369147054614002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SrIEOOQ2ZfI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/m9nnnpespJ8/s320/8322_176741240832_726570832_4179457_3690517_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-5966469189246574922?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/5966469189246574922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=5966469189246574922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/5966469189246574922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/5966469189246574922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2009/09/camping.html' title='camping.. le ta, hazin!'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SrIEbBTxJ2I/AAAAAAAAAdo/U1noMx8EWpo/s72-c/8322_176796855832_726570832_4180191_3286600_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-6451804924503911921</id><published>2009-09-10T08:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T08:35:36.469+02:00</updated><title type='text'>pre, camping =D haha!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/object3/1233/19/n121250433187_3515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/object3/1233/19/n121250433187_3515.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so, sadness, I'm jobless XD The place was sold and we were told yesterday- so was the manager.. So yes, dan and I are officially unemployed =P Luckily it's the end of summer so.. But still. Oh well, good times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this blog is for WAAAAY more important matters =P It's 8:30am and dan and I are almost ready to go on an adventure into the wilderness in selmun for camping#2 *glee*. I didn't have time to blog yesterday cos we were running around in preparation. So when I come back I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; post a camping blog, I plomise =P&lt;br /&gt;I honestly CAN'T wait, shall be grandesque..&lt;br /&gt;Haha the photo is from the facebook event page, beautiful =')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, until we meet again =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-6451804924503911921?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/6451804924503911921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=6451804924503911921' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/6451804924503911921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/6451804924503911921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2009/09/pre-camping-d-haha.html' title='pre, camping =D haha!'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-49980997945685319</id><published>2009-09-08T09:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T11:00:43.718+02:00</updated><title type='text'>work work work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://hr.ucsb.edu/icons/work_life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 267px;" src="http://hr.ucsb.edu/icons/work_life.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, between yesterday and today I'm spending around 25 hours at work.. =O&lt;br /&gt;Well, yesterday my shift was from 9am to 5pm and dan's from 5pm to 12am. Once he had slept at my house the night before, he came with me at nine, spent all my shift there and so I spent his shift with him.. Mighty funny, we went a bit mental XD .. So that was the first 15hours. This morning, I was here before 9am to open and my shift ends at 7pm =| ahh, the joys of cash XD But I must say, I absolutely love my job so really, I'm not complaining, it's just funny &gt;.&lt; But I hate italians. No offense to mina or zoe or anyone, but I HATE the italians.. I also finished this blog, went to post it and a giant bloody paragraph got deleted so screw it I'm not going to bother writing all of it all over again. But basically it was a sotry of these two shit head italians who came here BEFORE 10am and were full of bull because well, I've come to a conclusion that they don't blood red, but brown- go figure XD so yes, I really REALLY dislike them, or like 99.9% of them that I've met this summer, just in case I met like 1 that was half decent XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something absolutely GRAND came my way yesterday.. a car =D But I've got to wait till the mother comes back from abroad and I come back from camping to go check it out and hopefully buy it =D So at the moment I'm just praying with my fingers crossed for that to work out haha =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh camping =D I'm so excited =D I made the most hilarious list ever yesterday through boredom XD and bought wet wipes from next door =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the picture above and realised that those three things are so closely linked at the moment it struck me slightly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life&lt;br /&gt;Work&lt;br /&gt;Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life, which is what- Jesus, friends and obviously dan. Work, for my life, with dan. Home, were I go after my life takes priority and work is done, and with dan, hoping to eventually have a home with dan. Hmm, all so closely knitted, like a plait.. =O life is so weird. The way everything is so messed up and unfolds out of nothing through everything.. Sometimes I feel like it's just passing me by- and I'm not even 18 =/ wow. Scary stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mehh, the sun just came out =( how rude. I was so happy looking at the grey sky and walking here in the rain ♥ =) but alas, it is september after all.. 8th september- happy birthday bettina my bubble =D *pop*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some crazy asians shouting in here =/ odd XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh these last few days have been brilliant. Haha living with dan and george, the two most demanding males in my life =P They both have this obsession with trying to keep me up all night. From snoring to moaning to miaoing to biting to rolling away and rolling onto me, not to mention that george is fluffy so yeah that in your mouth is mighty disturbing and dan is loud.. But I love them immensely, like a crazy woman, so yeah, I'd never give that up for anything XD I'm going to miss those nights, hopefully george will remain raping my bed over the next two nights, and then camping for 6 days and 5 nights =D *HAPPINESS* =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh I want to blog about camping and gleeeeness, but I shall wait and blog about that iether later or tomorrow cos well, I'm tired XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm off, God bless =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-49980997945685319?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/49980997945685319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=49980997945685319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/49980997945685319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/49980997945685319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2009/09/work-work-work.html' title='work work work'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-6242635539625378142</id><published>2009-09-06T14:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T18:29:10.941+02:00</updated><title type='text'>having the time of my life =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://docwhisperer.files.wordpress.com/2007/08/happiness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 316px; HEIGHT: 274px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://docwhisperer.files.wordpress.com/2007/08/happiness.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok so, dan's back =D ahhhhhh excitement =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swear I've been so giddy it's hilarious, the smile hasn't left my face =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I can say is wow. I'm having the time of my life, I missed him so so much and now he's back.&lt;br /&gt;We're sitting in the comfort of ACed cyber surf, I'm on pc 8 with a diet coke by my side.. brilliant customer ahh =D&lt;br /&gt;Dan's dancing to the music, which looks hilarious from in here, but mighty odd from outside XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3441/3294664851_55a076ca34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 249px; HEIGHT: 317px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3441/3294664851_55a076ca34.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be wondering what the random box of crunchy nut is doing in the middle of my blog..&lt;br /&gt;Well..&lt;br /&gt;Friday night, around 3am, so really saturday morning, dan left to go home and return at 6am XD Basically I was hungry, so I decided; CRUNCHY NUT FOR THE WIN =D .. So I fill a lovely round, blue and yellow cereal bowl with crunchy nut and pour skimmed milk all over it, just like the adverts you know. I dip my spoon into it, bring up a lovely heaped amount into my mouth and ahhhhhhhhhh, crunchy nut ♥ A couple of spoons later, just before I pressed "send" after replying to a message dan had just sent me, I feel something crawl up the sole of my foot. Immediate thought- COCKROACH!! I ran upstairs, stayed still for a couple of seconds and realised how cowardly I was acting. So I creeped back down to rescue my phone from the lurking beast only to find it propped up in the center my cereal bowl XD I burst out laughing, and took the whole bowl upstairs.. Crazily enough, my phone is now working well except for the fact that my messages now start coming in at 484 XD So I need to hunt for my unread texts &gt;_O Though at the begining, my buttons were confusing themselves for each other XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's the story of my phone XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I shall love you and leave you =D&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/8289120425308061707-6242635539625378142?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/6242635539625378142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=6242635539625378142' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/6242635539625378142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/6242635539625378142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2009/09/having-time-of-my-life-d.html' title='having the time of my life =D'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3441/3294664851_55a076ca34_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-962296379864946474</id><published>2009-09-04T16:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T20:52:25.478+02:00</updated><title type='text'>5..4..3..2..1..0 .. =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://forum.tayyar.org/members/modcf-albums-elections-picture2031-countdown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 318px;" src="http://forum.tayyar.org/members/modcf-albums-elections-picture2031-countdown.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting at work.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;AHHHH&lt;/span&gt; THE STRESS!! I'm dying really. I swear it's hilarious, my hands aren't even staying still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've both been counting the hours, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dan's&lt;/span&gt; even been sending me messages on the hour telling me how much longer left, as if I'm not counting myself!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;.. Leading me to look for the count down timer on my phone, which apparently doesn't exist =/ So sadly I can't be the little obsessed girl that I am.. Although, I once had a countdown timer on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; and also on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;, but somehow, I can't seem to find any.. And I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;reaaaaally&lt;/span&gt; don't feel like searching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall I soon resort to reading, and perhaps, just perhaps, will actually log onto &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;farmville&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt; Although I'd rather not because I really can't understand the whole fuss and it seems really pathetic to be honest.. But hey, desperation calls =P Now we see the extremes that the stress will drive me to =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt; I'm in such a good mood! Even though his mother is being completely unreasonable, I'm still gleaming =D I swear, I feel so relieved, so excited, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ahhh&lt;/span&gt; I'm so fidgety!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; I found one.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt; I think I'm going to spend the rest of my shift glued to it!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Tooooo&lt;/span&gt; funny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ahh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;lool&lt;/span&gt; I actually opened &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;farmville&lt;/span&gt;.. And it has music.. Happy farm music &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt; .. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; WHAT??! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Bahahahaa&lt;/span&gt; hilarious. I don't know how to mute it, so like, I closed it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt; =D&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I'm just so excited =D =D God I'm a loser; but I love it =D&lt;br /&gt;It's 7pm.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;smileeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt; =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the picture I found really applies &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;, I got here at 4 and finish at 9- 5 hours.. Count down from 5 to nothing =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW SWEET!! So I went to check if the water dispenser is working, and a teeny weeny gecko fell on me ^^ how adorable!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm sitting sipping diet coke and my heart is racing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;lool&lt;/span&gt;. I just realised that I've only read half a page since I got here &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt; So I shall go and read, well, try to. Then I shall say my overly excited good byes =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt; like 25 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;minutes&lt;/span&gt; left so I'm going to count the float and wit wait wait =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night world.. And what a good night it is =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-962296379864946474?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/962296379864946474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=962296379864946474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/962296379864946474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/962296379864946474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2009/09/543210.html' title='5..4..3..2..1..0 .. =D'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-8958820701192383210</id><published>2009-09-04T11:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T11:25:26.485+02:00</updated><title type='text'>mess =O</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.boston.com/yourlife/family/blog/messy%20room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 341px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.boston.com/yourlife/family/blog/messy%20room.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello world =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is a good day ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm currently sitting on my mattress, which is on the floor XD I'm trying to clear my room and well, believe me, I'm failing- EPICALLY! .. And I'm blogging from home =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok so I have to wait an extra hour for dan lool, I have work till 9pm =O So well, once he arrives in malta at 5 and once it's just on the ferry it means he'll be home by 5:30 so the 3.5 hours spent knowing he's up the road is going to be so infuriating AHHHH!! But if he comes down to work, well, I won't be able to work XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, my room is a disaster!! Like BOOM haha.. And I really fancy the picture I found so like, yey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today shall be a grand day. A lot of anticipation, but awesome =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I really think I should just try to clear up a bit more =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall update you on another blog when I'm mighty bored at work counting down the SECONDS till my shift ends =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-8958820701192383210?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/8958820701192383210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=8958820701192383210' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/8958820701192383210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/8958820701192383210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello-world-today-is-good-day-im.html' title='mess =O'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-5476056031849594549</id><published>2009-09-03T19:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T11:26:07.036+02:00</updated><title type='text'>tomorrow..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SqAKkZBTmSI/AAAAAAAAAc4/F1BBYK9ziqs/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 283px; HEIGHT: 279px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377309575388305698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SqAKkZBTmSI/AAAAAAAAAc4/F1BBYK9ziqs/s320/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's thursday, which means the week has almost come to an end. Almost, not completely, but almost. Finally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's getting harder and harder to remain looking happy and last night in paceville I felt so empty, as if nothing mattered anymore. My whole body ached, my head was throbbing and my chest felt so heavy. I miss him so so much, it's unbelievable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He bought an hour on the internet, 8 fucking euro.. Incredible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Twenty minutes of it was lost because my frikking internet isn't working properly, so facebook won't respond, nor will msn and this meebo or whatever it is wasn't bloody loading. So you can imagine the state I was in. Actually, I don't think anyone can. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that fail first twenty minutes, through the tears and frustration, he logged out and I managed to get the laptop to work (that's where I'm blogging from at the moment) and he went back and looged back on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next fourty minutes was the best time I've had since I called him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So in the last week, I've been truly happy for less than an hour.. There's been fun and all.. But still, nothing compares.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and kai came over when I was lonely and got me.. SOUL SURVIVOR MILKY BUTTONS!! =D fine, that did make me happy haha! The best present I've ever received ^^ and they have these adorable eyes on the packet =D So much much MUCH love to kai ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.britsuperstore.com/acatalog/Cadburys_Giant_Buttons_175g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.britsuperstore.com/acatalog/Cadburys_Giant_Buttons_175g.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But through everything, I can't believe that in 24 hours I'll be on a bus home with dan =) Finally!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Off to eat and go to d-group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.. Till tomorrow, God bless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-5476056031849594549?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/5476056031849594549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=5476056031849594549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/5476056031849594549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/5476056031849594549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2009/09/tomorrow.html' title='tomorrow..'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SqAKkZBTmSI/AAAAAAAAAc4/F1BBYK9ziqs/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-2893208525858930956</id><published>2009-09-01T10:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T11:02:27.256+02:00</updated><title type='text'>cake ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ndlabs.com/files/1605743/uploaded/baking_tools.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 221px;" src="http://www.ndlabs.com/files/1605743/uploaded/baking_tools.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's an absolutely delicious smell wafting through my house; I'm baking ^^&lt;br /&gt;It's christa's birthday today - happy birthday christa =D - and well, if she reads this then oops, spoiler, but I baked her a cake for her birthday =) *glee* hopefully she'll sleep here tonight too, but in case we'll cut it tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just brought it out, looks mighty beautiful ^^ chocolate chip rainbow cake ftw XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I searched for rainbow cakes on the net.. I feel so untalented XD .. Honestly, take a look:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.twistentertaining.com/portal/Portals/0/rainbow%20cake%20dual%20picture%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 151px;" src="http://www.twistentertaining.com/portal/Portals/0/rainbow%20cake%20dual%20picture%281%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.twistentertaining.com/portal/Portals/0/rainbow%20cake%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 107px; height: 151px;" src="http://www.twistentertaining.com/portal/Portals/0/rainbow%20cake%203.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://neatorama.cachefly.net/images/2009-01/rainbow-cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 125px;" src="http://neatorama.cachefly.net/images/2009-01/rainbow-cake.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.twistentertaining.com/portal/Portals/0/rainbow%20cake%202%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 125px;" src="http://www.twistentertaining.com/portal/Portals/0/rainbow%20cake%202%281%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y206/lilyng2000/mini-june017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 122px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y206/lilyng2000/mini-june017.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1C5vpIvR29g/Rn6hXYJQWFI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Uzcq_WuKrks/s400/Rainbow1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 122px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1C5vpIvR29g/Rn6hXYJQWFI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Uzcq_WuKrks/s400/Rainbow1.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. I must try XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I planned on waking up early and going to the gym, but I woke up feeling hungover, which is very strange once I sat drinking diet coke at mc donalds till 12 =/ hmm, odd. So I woke up at nine, watered the plants, ate a nectarine, made a cake and left it to bake whilst washing my hair. Now I plan on reading slightly, touching up my mum's painting, she decided she wants it "arranged", go to the gym *die a little*, come home and arrange the place for tonight and tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;A few girls are sleeping over tonight, gay little girl thingy, and theeeeeeen, tomorrow just chill and the guys will come over bla bla relaxed. Then pv to celebrate kris' freedom and christa's birthday =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like a plan haha, I love being an orphan and having a house to take care of. I just can't wait till dan gets back so we can "live together" once again ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, happy tuesday 1st september 2009 =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-2893208525858930956?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/2893208525858930956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=2893208525858930956' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/2893208525858930956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/2893208525858930956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello-world-theres-absolutely-delicious.html' title='cake ^^'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1C5vpIvR29g/Rn6hXYJQWFI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Uzcq_WuKrks/s72-c/Rainbow1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-8025361194918950665</id><published>2009-08-31T12:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T13:08:26.170+02:00</updated><title type='text'>eldest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://longbrakeliving.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/eldest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 404px;" src="http://longbrakeliving.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/eldest.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's a good day, considering everything =) my family left for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;germany&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;austria&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;italy&lt;/span&gt;/somewhere there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt; So that's grand, too bad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dan's&lt;/span&gt; not here to share the liberty with me, well not till &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt; night anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called him today, it was.. odd. I had so so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; many things I wanted to say but when I heard his voice I just blanked and died a little on the inside. So I stood by the phone in the middle of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;cyber&lt;/span&gt; surf with tears rolling down my cheeks like a complete loser &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt; we had like three minutes, the best 2euro spent in my life.. Almost half way through. I can't believe how much I miss him, I'm honestly not functioning well without him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, finished &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;eragon&lt;/span&gt;, I'm now a quarter into eldest- awesome book. It's just so damn annoying cos people keep coming in and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ahh&lt;/span&gt; the book is too good to keep stopping.. So I closed it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;bahaha&lt;/span&gt; silly me =P&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me, or is reading a book a second time make you feel for the characters more? Especially knowing what the future brings them.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had a dragon. Or that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;george&lt;/span&gt; somehow sprouts wings. Fine, I won't be able to ride him, but still it would be nothing short of wicked. Now if he could turn into a giant fluffy cat-dragon, that would be like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;GAH&lt;/span&gt; AWESOME! But alas, '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;tis&lt;/span&gt; only a dream *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place seems to be quietening down.. I shall attempt to read some more =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-8025361194918950665?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/8025361194918950665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=8025361194918950665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/8025361194918950665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/8025361194918950665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2009/08/eldest.html' title='eldest'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-7490718105179443857</id><published>2009-08-29T21:32:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T12:43:17.802+02:00</updated><title type='text'>eragon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nassaulibrary.org/YABookLog/Eragon%20Jacket%20Cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 408px;" src="http://www.nassaulibrary.org/YABookLog/Eragon%20Jacket%20Cover.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick quicky.. finishing eragon once again- brilliant =D&lt;br /&gt;Missing dan like a crazy lady but yeah, he's alive so I don't feel as bad =P can't wait till next friday =D till then, sadness =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I shall drown myself in the inheritance trilogy once again and then be very sad that I have to wait for the fourth book to come out XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless y'all; good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-7490718105179443857?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/7490718105179443857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=7490718105179443857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/7490718105179443857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/7490718105179443857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-world-quick-quicky.html' title='eragon'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-5300869296058159280</id><published>2009-08-28T12:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T12:48:18.088+02:00</updated><title type='text'>sadness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp3CTtE9kc4/SFmEmzuA0VI/AAAAAAAABAo/51nPI4hbZY0/s400/sadness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 323px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp3CTtE9kc4/SFmEmzuA0VI/AAAAAAAABAo/51nPI4hbZY0/s400/sadness.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is  a sad day =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm sick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;6 hours of work, 2 hours of HOA private lessons, 5 hours of work&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dan left for a week in clubmed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;*sadness*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so so weak, both physically and emotionally. I just want to put my head down and sleep =( Which I could not do last night =/ I was exhausted, but I spent the whole night dozing off slightly here and there. I just feel so empty, dead, like a puppet really. I can't believe how dan leaving for a week has depressed me so much.. I guess the sickness doesn't help. Honestly, sick or not, I'd be just as down. I love him so much. Gahh I sound so lovedrunk, but it's true =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So through all of this, I'm sitting at the front desk reading eragon once again and blogging etc. So I'll be back to my book now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know how I'm going to cope for the next week =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-5300869296058159280?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/5300869296058159280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=5300869296058159280' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/5300869296058159280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/5300869296058159280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2009/08/sadness.html' title='sadness'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp3CTtE9kc4/SFmEmzuA0VI/AAAAAAAABAo/51nPI4hbZY0/s72-c/sadness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-6019139480956710676</id><published>2009-08-21T13:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T14:26:37.944+02:00</updated><title type='text'>blehh money</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.acf-fr.org/i/08-01-17_money8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 258px;" src="http://www.acf-fr.org/i/08-01-17_money8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, all the soul survivorers are back =P Heard waaaaaay too many stories at sean's suprise party last night, as in, making me waaaaay to sad =(&lt;br /&gt;Apparently it was amazing.. Yeah, I know =P&lt;br /&gt;God I wish I could have paked my bags and gone at the last second just like brooks and paula =( but alas, the funds, they're non existent =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, saving up for a car is a good reason to miss a six day holiday.. Or so I keep telling myself haha. Perhaps next year.. Unless God calls me somewhere else, or unless I reeeeeally need to save for africa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;Yet love it, crave it. Why is it so important?! Everything revolves around dirty cash. It's disgusting =/ We have to pay to do everything. Quite sad.&lt;br /&gt;Blehh, filthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, cold water is cold =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom and nigel came to visit =D I feel molto special.. Happy 20th birthday Nigel =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh tonight shall be good =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to count the float =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless y'all =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-6019139480956710676?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/6019139480956710676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=6019139480956710676' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/6019139480956710676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/6019139480956710676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2009/08/blehh-money.html' title='blehh money'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-8022711390231967471</id><published>2009-08-14T09:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T14:57:20.177+02:00</updated><title type='text'>rain down..</title><content type='html'>Hello world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, soul survivor time.. Missing it terribly =/ missing kristina terribly too.. I want to go back =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As expected, it's disgustingly hot, sticky, raining (viva santa maria) and there's a douche warden giving people tickets right outside.. but it's raining =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's making me miss soul survivor more, but it's a little bit of "home" which I'm craving so badly. Home sick. That's what I really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've spent the last few hours cleaning XD and I have to go. continue this later =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-8022711390231967471?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/8022711390231967471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=8022711390231967471' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/8022711390231967471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/8022711390231967471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2009/08/rain-down.html' title='rain down..'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-5567491130452483901</id><published>2009-08-11T19:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T19:50:45.803+02:00</updated><title type='text'>soul survivor.. less =(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.soulsurvivor.com/uk/images/ss%20logo%20new%20design.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 171px;" src="http://www.soulsurvivor.com/uk/images/ss%20logo%20new%20design.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, believe it or not, it's the second time I'm blogging today, this time from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dan's&lt;/span&gt; room.. Amazingly shiny key board.. IT'S AWESOME =D And the blue lights range from off, on, on-er (brighter =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.pcreview.co.uk/images/articles/157/G11-keyboard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 169px;" src="http://www.pcreview.co.uk/images/articles/157/G11-keyboard.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is a "sadness" post.. Soul Survivor tomorrow, and I'm not going to be there =(&lt;br /&gt;For the last two years it's been the landmark which defines a year to me. Not a birthday, not Christmas, not new year's eve; Soul Survivor. By far the most incredible experience of my life, twice over. And this year, I'll be at work during the morning seminars and meeting on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;thursday&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt; and the evening meeting and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;grande&lt;/span&gt; night at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt; boogies or cafe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;uno&lt;/span&gt; or celluloid or underground or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dreggs&lt;/span&gt; or just maybe even sitting around on a bench will be replaced for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt; night shift.. sadness.&lt;br /&gt;I know I should be thankful for having gone twice, for having one time paid for me and for having the opportunity to have gone more than once, but I can't explain how I'm truly feeling other than so disappointed and hollow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the place, the people, the seminars, the atmosphere.. the WORSHIP. The feeling of freedom that's so overwhelming you have no clue what to expect out of the Spirit and yourself. Nothing short of unity between God and His people.&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;So deep, so cleansing. Literally a whole new world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But honestly, the only thing I can really do is remember all the grand times last year and the year before brought.. My daily dose of milky buttons, milkshakes and diet coke.. The times we've &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;qued&lt;/span&gt; for the shower. The diversity seen in all different types of people. Shopping. Meeting some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;seriously&lt;/span&gt; WACKO people such as the crazy Christian rapper, batman and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;robbin&lt;/span&gt;, Josh =D Not to mention the amazing speakers and singers- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;STARFIELD&lt;/span&gt;!! Having a huge crush on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;james&lt;/span&gt; hunter t-shirt man, getting interviewed by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;podcasts&lt;/span&gt;.. TENTS =D &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt; hearing about and actually seeing slum survivor for the first time. The constant sight and smell of green and rain. The little lake and the ducks.. PENGUIN MAN, and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;streaking&lt;/span&gt; guitar dude &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;. Meeting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;kurt&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;jordan&lt;/span&gt; and reuniting with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;kurt&lt;/span&gt; last year. The pile ups, the crazy activities, the mud - THE WELLIES =D wow, the list &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; everlasting =|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll shut up right about now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has a plan for all of us, Soul Survivor was not for me this year. It's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, there are so many other times I can pack up and go in the future.. So I must keep smiling.. =) .. &lt;-- There =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, must keep praying for everyone up there, especially those flying to get there, may they all be safe. I really hope, actually, I know that everyone will come back with their own different experiences and ideas, but I just hope that everyone makes the very most out of it.. It truly is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;life changing&lt;/span&gt; experience =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you all.. Missing you so very much, soul &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;survivor&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-5567491130452483901?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/5567491130452483901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=5567491130452483901' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/5567491130452483901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/5567491130452483901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2009/08/soul-survivor-less.html' title='soul survivor.. less =('/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-3966126641828024884</id><published>2009-08-11T13:03:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T13:09:22.364+02:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wagiesworld.com/Wayne_s_World/rainbow-pot_of_gold02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 228px;" src="http://www.wagiesworld.com/Wayne_s_World/rainbow-pot_of_gold02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a quick post really.. I think I'm managing to find myself a future =D sounds grand huh??&lt;br /&gt;Well firstly, I'm engaged..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kidding XD&lt;br /&gt;Bahaha couldn't resist &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just think I know what I want to do, and even though it's going to be hard.. oh well =)&lt;br /&gt;I'll update on thursday.. But just to say that I've spotted my rainbow, off to find the pot of gold haha.. Gotta run =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byeeeeeeeee =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-3966126641828024884?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/3966126641828024884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=3966126641828024884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/3966126641828024884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/3966126641828024884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-5550004907246256183</id><published>2009-08-08T22:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T23:05:34.191+02:00</updated><title type='text'>God bless you!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.godtalkstoyou.com/God%20bless%20you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 228px;" src="http://www.godtalkstoyou.com/God%20bless%20you.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today something really incredible happened at work.. These two black girls came in and didn't have enough cash to use the internet and print so I basically helped them out and all I can say is wow. They both looked at me and told me "God bless you" with such sincerity, it was so touching ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just so impressive isn't it? How many times do we tell people "God bless you" other than just a mere "thanks", that is if we even do say thanks? Is it out of shame, fear of them not being christians, or does it just slip our mind? I think it's so great that some people are so alive and burning that it comes naturally for them to tell people "God bless you". And not out of habit, out of nothing other than their own free will.. Beautiful! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought I should share that =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today on the whole was a very random day haha. I woke up four times before decided that, yes, it was the right time to get up XD I had one hell of weird dream and literally less than half an hour after I woke up, dan was at my house XD unplanned and three minutes notice bahaha! He slept at nigel last night and decided to invade my house when he woke up. We rented 'the alphabet killer' and 'wall-e' and basically spent the afternoon watching them and being losers ^^ Made a big ass burger for lunch.. I left it in the oven for longer than usual and *chomp* two bites in and the inside was still mushy XD greens made freak burgers XD so lunch was basically mutant burgers with a fried egg for dan and mushrooms for me haha. Yummehhhh =P .. And now, I'm at work.. bored =| Oh well, two hours left.. So I thiiiink..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to read teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-5550004907246256183?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/5550004907246256183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=5550004907246256183' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/5550004907246256183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/5550004907246256183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2009/08/god-bless-you.html' title='God bless you!!'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-4262464374799040621</id><published>2009-08-07T10:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T13:28:41.374+02:00</updated><title type='text'>killing time XD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.ehow.com/images/GlobalPhoto/Articles/2180468/KillingTime-main_Full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 274px;" src="http://i.ehow.com/images/GlobalPhoto/Articles/2180468/KillingTime-main_Full.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at work.. I hate people =P haha&lt;br /&gt;And I'm beading, well, trying to =P And basically It's quarter past one and I can truly say that beading can really help to pass the time XD Ahh, awesome stuff ^^ .. And I haven't even finished it yet XD When I do I will upload a picture &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;teehee&lt;/span&gt;, I must say it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;molto&lt;/span&gt; pretty ^^&lt;br /&gt;Surely one of the best and most productive ways to kill time =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I shall love you and leave you to attend to the float &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-4262464374799040621?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/4262464374799040621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=4262464374799040621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/4262464374799040621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/4262464374799040621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2009/08/killing-time-xd.html' title='killing time XD'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-6397224482727502369</id><published>2009-08-03T09:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T23:09:59.025+02:00</updated><title type='text'>♫ music ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://crastinate.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/cds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 230px;" src="http://crastinate.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/cds.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the last few days were the best ever, living with dan haha XD&lt;br /&gt;So once my pc is aobsolutely hopeless, and I probably lost EVERYTHING I ever downloaded/uploaded/did and stored in my hard drive, I need to make a new music list hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;The problem is the photos.. All MY photos, everything I've ever taken since like form 3 ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I now have to re download everything I had, and my ipod barely helps.. But I also need to make molto play lists including the inevitable "party music" one haha.. So, the plan is to wright down songs that don't make me want to smash everything around me when are played XD  and all the ones I actually like. So I'm going to be adding quite a few songs here at there haha.. Ahh, thanks aol radio =P .. &lt;a href="http://player.play.it/player/aolPlayer.html?v=3.11.85&amp;amp;ur=1&amp;amp;us=1&amp;amp;id=748"&gt;http://player.play.it/player/aolPlayer.html?v=3.11.85&amp;amp;ur=1&amp;amp;us=1&amp;amp;id=748&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;use somebody - kings of leon&lt;br /&gt;show me what I'm looking for - carolina liar&lt;br /&gt;how do you sleep - jesse mccartney&lt;br /&gt;right now - akon&lt;br /&gt;halo - beyonce&lt;br /&gt;waking up in vegas - katy perry&lt;br /&gt;good girls go bad - cobra starship&lt;br /&gt;dangerous - akon&lt;br /&gt;don't trust me - 30h!3&lt;br /&gt;knock you down - keri hilson&lt;br /&gt;I know you want me - pitbull&lt;br /&gt;love game - lady gaga&lt;br /&gt;sugar - flo rida&lt;br /&gt;new divide - linkin park&lt;br /&gt;battle field - jordin sparks&lt;br /&gt;my love - justin timberlake&lt;br /&gt;I do not hook up - kelly clarkson&lt;br /&gt;pocket of sunshine - natasha bedingfield&lt;br /&gt;boom boom pow - black eyed peas&lt;br /&gt;apologise - one republic&lt;br /&gt;that's not my name - the ting tings&lt;br /&gt;when love takes over - david guetta&lt;br /&gt;never say never - the fray&lt;br /&gt;poker face - lady gaga&lt;br /&gt;I gotta feeling - black eyed peas&lt;br /&gt;let it rock - kevin rudolf&lt;br /&gt;miss independent - ne-yo&lt;br /&gt;you belong with me - taylor swift&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the memories - fall out boy&lt;br /&gt;unfaithful - rihanna&lt;br /&gt;please don't leave me - pink&lt;br /&gt;viva la vida - coldplay&lt;br /&gt;untouched - the veronicas&lt;br /&gt;no surprise - daughtry&lt;br /&gt;not meant to be - theory of a dead man&lt;br /&gt;I'm yours - jason mraz&lt;br /&gt;dead and gone - ti&lt;br /&gt;what I've done - linkin park&lt;br /&gt;right here - brandy&lt;br /&gt;watcha say - jason dervlo&lt;br /&gt;too little, too late - jojo&lt;br /&gt;fallin' for you - colbie caillat&lt;br /&gt;hush hush; hush hush - pussycat dolls&lt;br /&gt;rehab - rihanna&lt;br /&gt;evacuate the dancefloor - cascada&lt;br /&gt;what about now - daughtry&lt;br /&gt;down - jay sean&lt;br /&gt;disturbia - rihanna&lt;br /&gt;dollhouse - priscilla renea&lt;br /&gt;love drunk - boys like girls&lt;br /&gt;that's what you get - paramore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-6397224482727502369?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/6397224482727502369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=6397224482727502369' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/6397224482727502369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/6397224482727502369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2009/08/music.html' title='♫ music ♥'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-3881699040062856943</id><published>2009-07-30T11:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T15:19:34.207+02:00</updated><title type='text'>coffee and diet coke &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.combibos.co.uk/images/latteart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 179px; HEIGHT: 204px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.combibos.co.uk/images/latteart.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.culturefeast.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/dietcoke.jpg"&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 135px; HEIGHT: 204px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.culturefeast.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/dietcoke.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept extremely well last night haha.. dan's bed is molto comfortable XD he slept on the sofa XD I didn't want him to, but he insisted, chivalrous much? Hehe. I must say, I want my very own basket ball shorts, they are about the most comfortable things in the world &gt;.&lt; I didn't shower this morning so now, blehhhh I feel dirty.. Woke up and then didn't realise the time and well, opps XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an amazing coffee this morning.. better than the fail one last night XD I went to get a coffee from the machine last night and the cup got stuck so all the delicious liquid fell right into the drain thing *sniffle* right after, a guy got a perfect hot chocolate =( But this morning, I got a delicious coffee =D&lt;br /&gt;Time for a diet coke XD but I don't feel like getting up XD .. It's been almost an hour and I haven't bought a diet coke XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yey for cold diet coke &lt;3 haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally think that coffee and diet coke are the best two non alcoholic drinks IN THE WORLD!! And what's best is you ca have coffee flavoured liqueurs and diet coke is a grand mixer =) and frozen diet coke, and coffee ice cream and ice coffee &lt;3 ahhhhh.. simply the best =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm freeeezing.. and off. Dan's on his way for his shift hehe =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night, in the afternoon ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-3881699040062856943?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/3881699040062856943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=3881699040062856943' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/3881699040062856943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/3881699040062856943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2009/07/coffee-and-diet-coke-3.html' title='coffee and diet coke &lt;3'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-2972572349151910855</id><published>2009-07-28T23:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T23:32:19.741+02:00</updated><title type='text'>pest control!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/3/3b/American-cockroach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 184px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/3/3b/American-cockroach.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, we have ac today =P isn't that just grand =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I honestly think that the roach community have a thing for me, or against me, the only thing I can really tell is that they like to be around on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; shift!! How unfair..&lt;br /&gt;Every shift so far, I've walked into the store room and found myself facing one of these hideous creatures.. blehh! GO AWAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;So many pests, if only I could eliminate them all.. Haha half the world would instantly disappear *poof*&lt;br /&gt;So boredom gave me the opportunity to find out a few things about the cockroach..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There are around 4,000 different species of cockroach in the world&lt;/span&gt; - LOL WHAT??!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30 species are associated with human habitations &lt;/span&gt;- and the rest hide away jew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;about 4 are well known as pests&lt;/span&gt; - what about the other 26!?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The most common is the american cockroach (3cm), the german cockroach (1.5cm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, the asian cockroach (1.5cm), the oriental cockroach (2.5cm). Tropical cockroaches are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; often much bigger, and extinct cockroach relatives like the carboniferous archimylacris and permian apthoroblattina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; were several times as large as the above. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The world's largest cockroach is the australian giant burrowing  (9 cm and weighs over 30g)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- scary shit..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cockroaches are mainly nocturnal and will run away when exposed to light. A peculiar exception is the asian cockroach, which is attracted to light&lt;/span&gt;o - honestly, why?!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cockroach legs have been an inspiration to robotic legs&lt;/span&gt; - humans suck&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cockroaches follow each others trails led by pheromones that lead them to food, drink and roaches themselves (for sexy time =P)&lt;/span&gt; - omigawd they play hide and seek!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cockroaches can live up to four years &lt;/span&gt;- HAHA I CAN LIVE MORE!! But four years, is, A LOT =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A female cockroach can produce up to 8 egg capsules in her life, resulting in 300-400 offspring&lt;/span&gt; - can you imagine how many roaches there are IN THE WORLD =|&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cockroaches are known to make hissing noises, but some chirp&lt;/span&gt; - bird flu much??!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Some species are capable of remaining active for a month without food and are able to survive on limited resources like the glue from the back of postage stamps&lt;/span&gt; - DON'T LICK STAMPS, use email- save the trees and your tongues ;P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Some can go without air for 45 minutes or slow down their heart rate&lt;/span&gt;S&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - good at sports ahh, have to give them that much =P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In one experiment, cockroaches were able to recover from being submerged underwater for half an hour&lt;/span&gt; - one came out of my washing machine after a FULL load, they won't even drown in bubbles =S&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cockraoches can occasionally survive freezing conditions&lt;/span&gt; - Nice. They seriously are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everywhere&lt;/span&gt;. Careful next time you open the damn freezer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cockroaches can actually be linked to alergies such as asthma&lt;/span&gt; - BASTARDS.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cockroaches are 5 times stronger than humans and on a ratio of 6:15 (humans to cockroaches), can be exposed to radiation and many won't be affected but eventually  appear in the long run&lt;/span&gt; - .. So much for it being a man's world..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wasps in the family evaniidae attack the egg cases and are predators on adult and nymphal cockroaches . The house centipede is probably the most effective control agent of cockroaches, though many homeowners find the centipedes themselves objectionable&lt;/span&gt; - object to a centipede, come on, centipede or cockroach.. ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Pedanius dioscorides (1st century) and Kamal al-Din al-Damiri and Abu Hanifa ad-Dainuri (9th century)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Some of the earliest writings about cockroaches encouraged their use as medicine. all offered medicines that either suggest grinding them up with oil or boiling them. The list of ailments to be treated included earaches, open wounds and "gynecological disorders&lt;/span&gt; - I don't even want to imagine treating my wounds with esscence of cockroach..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bait stations, gels containinghydramethylnon or fipron, as well as boric acid powder, are toxic to cockroaches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-weight: bold;" id="cite_ref-alamance_27-0" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cockroach#cite_note-alamance-27"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Baits with egg killers are also quite effective at reducing the cockroach population. Additionally, pest control products containing deltamethrin or pyrethrin are very effective. In Singapore and Malaysia, taxi drivers use pandan leaves as a cockroach repellent in their vehicles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-weight: bold;" id="cite_ref-28" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cockroach#cite_note-28"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; In Russia, some people, after opening all cupboards, leave a saucepan half-full of sulfur burning on a gas ring, then quickly come back in to switch it off (with gas mask) and leave the residence for a few days. This is said to be protective for ten years. An inexpensive roach trap can easily be made from a deep smooth-walled jar with some roach food inside, placed with the top of the jar touching a wall or with sticks leading up to the top, so that the roaches can reach the opening. Once inside, they cannot climb back out. An inch or so of water or stale beer (by itself a roach attractant) will ensure they drown. A bit of Vaseline can be smeared on the inside of the jar to enhance slipperiness. This is known as the vegas roach trap&lt;/span&gt; - ahhh so there&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; is&lt;/span&gt; hope =P&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cockroach#cite_note-alamance-27"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Research has shown that group-based decision-making is responsible for complex behavior such as resource allocation. In a study where 50 cockroaches were placed in a dish with three shelters with a capacity for 40 insects in each, the insects arranged themselves in two shelters with 25 insects in each, leaving the third shelter empty. When the capacity of the shelters was increased to more than 50 insects per shelter, all of the cockroaches arranged themselves in one shelter. Researchers found a balance between cooperation and competition exists in group decision-making behavior found in cockroaches. The models used in this research can also explain the group dynamics of other insects and animals&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span&gt;now, I'm fucking terrified =|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;So, there you have it, the 20 most important facts to know about cockroaches. Well, according to moi.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I have NO LIFE =P&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I'm on day two at the moment, my boss came in last nigth to use the compute so I had to stop and continued today.. I haven't been into the store room yet so I don't know what cockroach state we're in today =P Also, dan came over last night and killed not one, but TWO roaches for me =P funny stuff ahhh. Not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my family leave for sicily tonight, yey 5 days of orphanageness =P But I don't want people to invade this time, keeping the place clean cos I have plans for lie everyday so it's just going to be nice going home to an empty house with dan by my side =) haha playing mummy and daddy with george =P&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually sleeping at his house tonight cos I'm opening here tomorrow morning and we don't have water at home. Believe it, a main water pipe burst on MONDAY and they haven't fixed it yet =| So I'm crashing at dan to be able to wake up knowing that I can surely shower and be at cyber surf on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, something else on the cockroach line..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;La cucaracha, la cucaracha,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt; The cockroach, the cockroach,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ya no puede caminar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;can't walk anymore&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;porque no tiene, porque le falta&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;          because it doesn't have, because it's lacking&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;las dos patitas de atrás.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;its two back feet.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;De las patillas de un moro&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;                 From the sideburns of a Moor&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;tengo que hacer una escoba,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;                I must make a broom,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;para barrer el cuartel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;                  to sweep the quarters&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;la infantería española.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;sup id="cite_ref-marin_0-1" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/La_Cucaracha#cite_note-marin-0"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;              of the Spanish infantry.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;La cucaracha, la cucaracha,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;      The cockroach, the cockroach,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ya no puede caminar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;can't walk anymore&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;porque no tiene, porque le falta&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;             because it doesn't have, because it's lacking&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;marihuana par fumar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;marijuana to smoke.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ya murió la cucaracha&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The cockroach just died&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ya la lleven a enterrar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and they carried him off to bury him&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;entre cuatro zopilotes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;among four buzzards&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;y un ratón de sacristán.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and the sexton's mouse.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ya se van los carrancistas,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;                      And the Carrancistas,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ya se van haciendo bola,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;                         are on full retreat,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ya los chacales huertistas&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;                          and the Huertistan jackals&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;se los trayen de la cola.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;                        will catch and imprison them.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oigan con gusto estos versos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;                       Happy to hear these verses&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;escuchen con atención,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;                     listen attentively,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ya la pobre cucaracha&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;                      and the poor cockroach&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;no consigue ni un tostón.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;                       not even a toston.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Todo se ha puesto muy caro             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Everything has been very expensive&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;con esta Revolución,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;in this Revolution,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;venden la leche por onzas&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;selling milk by the ounce&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;y por gramos el carbón.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and coal by the gram.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;En el norte vive Villa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;                               In the north lives Villa,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;en el sur vive Zapata&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;                      In the south lives Zapata&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;lo que quiero es venganza&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;                        What I want is revenge&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;por la muerte de Madero.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;                           For the death of Madero.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cuando uno quiere a una&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;                   When a man loves a woman&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;y esta una no lo quiere,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;             but she doesn't love him back,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;es lo mismo como si un calvo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;it's like a bald man&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;en calle encuentra un peine.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;              finding a comb in the street.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi vecina de enfrente&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;              My neighbor across the street&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;se llamaba Doña Clara,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;            used to call herself Doña Clara,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;y si no hubiera muerto&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;         and if she hadn't died&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;así se llamaría.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;                that's what she would call herself.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;El tonto gringo&lt;/i&gt;*&lt;i&gt;, el tonto gringo&lt;/i&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*(or sanitized &lt;i&gt;Anglo&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;         The silly white American&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ya no puede platicar,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;          can no longer make conversation,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;porque no tiene, porque le falta&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;because he doesn't have&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;español&lt;/i&gt; (or &lt;i&gt;castellano&lt;/i&gt;) &lt;i&gt;que hablar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;any Spanish to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAHAHAAAA XD !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly never knew what it was about &gt;_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, scary shit, I thought I was 39euro under =O I forgot to put the 4 before the 5 and it took me quite a while to realise.. Heart pounding like WAAAAA crazy!! And now I'm one euro over XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I need to pee.. And a customer just came in. So I can't go take a piss XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW SWEET!! Arab guy came in for a fanta and asked if I was a student. When I told him that I was maltese he looked impressed and told me that it's funny cos I'm the first maltese person to speak to him with a smile on my face.. ^^ i feel SPACJAL =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thiiiiiiiiiink, I shall go read ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-2972572349151910855?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/2972572349151910855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=2972572349151910855' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/2972572349151910855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/2972572349151910855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2009/07/pest-control.html' title='pest control!!'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-6756272762749611276</id><published>2009-07-25T22:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T00:38:19.026+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm meltingggg!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mordantorange.com/images/comics/food/melting.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 466px;" src="http://www.mordantorange.com/images/comics/food/melting.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok this time, there's no ac =| can you imagine, 19 computers and no ac.. damn horrible!! I'm melting honestly, it's disgusting!! I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;t's currently10:58 reaching 32°C and with three fans and an open door, the sweat is beading on my whole body. Honestly, bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing interesting to say really, dan and I started our sims family bahaha hilarious XD I got this mega head ache when we started the house and then we went upstairs, slept for like half an hour in all and well, that's it XD I'm just blogging for the sake of it, I'm just so bored. I can't even read at the moment, it's too hot to stay still and too hot to move. Horrible!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like in shrek, when donkey thought he was melting in the rain.. "I'm meltingggggggggg"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm currently trying to amuse myself with facebook quizzes and to be perfectly honest, WHAT THE HELL HAS THIS WORLD COME TO?! Maaaaa how absolutely lame XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh 20 minutes and I start closing.. FINALLY =D maaaaaaaaa I'm so tired, so hot, so bored and need a shower more than ever =( mehh stickyness =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I'm off, see y'all tuesday =P&lt;br /&gt;Blessings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-6756272762749611276?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/6756272762749611276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=6756272762749611276' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/6756272762749611276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/6756272762749611276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-meltingggg.html' title='I&apos;m meltingggg!!'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-6665330572173230846</id><published>2009-07-24T21:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T00:16:53.469+02:00</updated><title type='text'>no electricity =O</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.airplanegeeks.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/blackout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 386px; height: 257px;" src="http://www.airplanegeeks.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/blackout.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday was the first time that I worked and didn't blog, WITH GOOD REASON, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;See, the power was down, so I spent 3 and a half hours in the heat of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cyber&lt;/span&gt; surf, reading my book, telling people that we don't have electricity thus no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; meaning they can't print or type their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cvs&lt;/span&gt; or that I don't know why it's out or coming back, and cleaning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; =P&lt;br /&gt;In the last half hour, everything came back and there was MEGA COMMOTION &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;molto&lt;/span&gt; funny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when the lights are out, everything is so different. Something as simple as taking a piss can be somewhat challenging &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt; yet how many times do we walk into the loo during the night and don't switch on the lights.. Until we are aware that we can't switch the lights on it's not a problem, but then knowing that there's no electricity we still reach for the light switch and flick it only left to laugh at ourselves for being so daft. Is that what our lives are truly like? Do we live so dependently on something that can disappear so quickly and leave us stranded?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not implying anything, but there are so many things that we are so numbly addicted to it's scary. From a drink to a person.. Imagine the most important thing/person in your life, the only thing/person you truly depend on and take for granted to be there, just disappears. Poof. Gone. Pretty rough huh? To be just left there standing in the dark, lost, clueless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Speaking&lt;/span&gt; about dark, I went into the store room and guess what, through the darkness, I saw.. a mighty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ginormungus&lt;/span&gt; cockroach =O &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;blehhhh&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just to continue what I was saying before.. It would be pretty horrifying. I personally have been let down a lot in my life, and lately more than ever, but the few things that mean the world to be more than ever are the things I'm truly clinging on to with all my might. I have no clue what it would be like if one were to vanish. I guess the only way to describe it would be incomplete. So really, appreciate- it's mighty important!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;molto&lt;/span&gt; tired, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt; told me to call him back- but his phone is off.. I honestly think that there is simply nothing I hate more than that "diverting to voicemail" =|&lt;br /&gt;Oh great, he called and out of all the silent moments, it had to be when there was a group of people waiting to be served.. my luck, it's just unbelievable &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ahh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must comment on the music in this place. It's up to me to choose a channel, but like I keep it on top pop so that it's a mix of everything that's "in"at the moment so that no one can possibly complain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt; but some of these songs are driving me mad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ahh&lt;/span&gt;! Sean &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;kingston&lt;/span&gt; is the one driving me insane at this present moment, and I mean the lyrics are honestly so damn senseless- no talent &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;ahh&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;niente&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Yey&lt;/span&gt; now it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;britney&lt;/span&gt; =D &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; not!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;thiiiink&lt;/span&gt;, I shall go back to my book now.. Only one and a half hours left =D &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; I'm just so desperate to go home, flop onto my bed and sleep &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night world..&lt;br /&gt;God bless =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-6665330572173230846?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/6665330572173230846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=6665330572173230846' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/6665330572173230846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/6665330572173230846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-electricity-o.html' title='no electricity =O'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-8848365561699627800</id><published>2009-07-19T22:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T15:09:30.728+02:00</updated><title type='text'>beads &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SmRsfp8CpgI/AAAAAAAAAcw/3IeV7r-DBTA/s1600-h/beads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 312px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SmRsfp8CpgI/AAAAAAAAAcw/3IeV7r-DBTA/s320/beads.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360528747567162882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So once again I'm sitting at the front desk at cyber surf, and occupying my time on this fine sunday night is ebay.. I'm searching for the sexiest beads in the world =P tom and I want to set up a stand and sell like a lot haha and even so, I would spend 30euro to buy AMAZING beads and make bracelets for myself and as presents haha XD but really, I think it's an amazing idea- giving 1 or 2 hand made bracelets to a friend on their birthday, it takes time and money and lit bears my very own love and energy ^^ so if I buy beads and they rock, which I'm sure they will, I'll invest in even more =D especially if tom and I really do set up a stall hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at dan's house today when his mum decided to ram sack his house- MOLTO HILARIOUS REALLY!! Honestly, why are mothers like that? After all, it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is &lt;/span&gt;our room even though it's in their house.. I'm not saying that it's acceptable to keep it absolutely DISASTROUS, but I disagree with the very expected hissy fit when it looks like the average teenage room. I for one have a problem, I honestly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know how to keep my room tidy. The honest truth be told, it's usually quite the explosion of clothes and books and shoes and mess mess MESS!! I just really don't know how to clear up =S Dusting- that's something I can do because of my asthma, but really, the whole "try on a top and but it back in place" is so unnatural to my pathetic being XD&lt;br /&gt;But dan and I decided that we're going to help each other file all our notes XD so sometime I'm going to help him separate his mass of papers that have been stuffed away into a cupboard and then he'll come over and help me do the same with my piles XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I met this really wicked guy today. His name is paul, and he's old =P and by old I'm guesing middle-age, but he's a grand person =D totally into photography and india =D he sells indian merchandise from his appartment and I basically was like AHHHH BRACELETS AND BAGS =D he said he may come round with a few things that he sells to show them to me whilst uploading and sending more grand photos of india =) so I'm molto happy with my new friend. Or should I say "new best friend" ala kati hehe miss her so so much *sniffle*&lt;br /&gt;He was a really interesting person to meet, a real pleasure =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I actually signed in at home, so I'm officially- wait for it- BLOGGING AT HOME =O&lt;br /&gt;Haha the internet gave up on my for a while last night and I had to close everything and then dan came round so I didn't continue blogging..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's that, just came to finish the post hehe.&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/8289120425308061707-8848365561699627800?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/8848365561699627800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=8848365561699627800' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/8848365561699627800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/8848365561699627800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2009/07/beads-3.html' title='beads &lt;3'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SmRsfp8CpgI/AAAAAAAAAcw/3IeV7r-DBTA/s72-c/beads.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-4291821255182461372</id><published>2009-07-15T20:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T00:34:39.202+02:00</updated><title type='text'>second year =O</title><content type='html'>Hello world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I finally went home after 4 days of living at kris and going to work XD Spend like an hour and a half at home and left, went to dan for like an hour and now came to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packing my stuff up before leaving kris' house, I realised that I couldn't find my glasses. NO SPECTACLES OH NOES!! Luckily I found them here haha =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so most of us got our results.. I say most of us because Alevel results haven't come out yet so we have to wait till tomorrow to know who has resits, is going to uni, starting to work full time or just taking a gap year =) I, very unexpectedly, am officially a second year =| my marks were totally unpredictable and I must say, I expected a second set to come in today giving me my actual results. Non of us, so far, are repeating first year which is molto grand.. Though I think that even though I don't have any resits, I will start "studying" a teeny weeny bit from next week.. I really do mean teeny weeny like 2 hours a week MAX lol.&lt;br /&gt;I just can't believe I'm actually going up to second year after two years, I don't know, it seems so weird =S I think mainly cos I don't know what to do with my life =/ I know I want to do a couple of random courses like nails, make up, hair, photography, maybe cooking.. (scuba diving XD)&lt;br /&gt;The 1 year beauty course at mcast interests me too.. I know I'm doing my tefl this autumn. So I'll probably take a year to do the courses I want to do and then perhaps go to uni if anything interests me XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a killer headache, I'm feeling so so sick lately =( very sadening *sniffle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHH! Maja, tom, nigel and matt just came to see me.. MAJA =D she's back haha it was so funny I just waved normally all happy and then it clicked, it's maja =D yeyyyy she's back!! haha, she left for like a month =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha dan just came to see me =) my hero ^^ haha XD&lt;br /&gt;Luckily this time he didn't come because I screwed up, but cos he took the long route home from mike's house =P ahh I love him molto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's time for me to say good bye =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night, God bless =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-4291821255182461372?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/4291821255182461372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=4291821255182461372' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/4291821255182461372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/4291821255182461372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2009/07/second-year-o.html' title='second year =O'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-3250785421814036176</id><published>2009-07-13T23:59:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T00:24:32.153+02:00</updated><title type='text'>living at my pumpkin =)</title><content type='html'>Hello world =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, today a year ago I blogged just before sleeping on my night before leaving to scotland.. What a lot has changed since then..&lt;br /&gt;Scotland, damn beautiful.. But never again shall I endure another family holiday &gt;.&lt; yepeeee =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be 100% honest though, I'm really going to miss escaping the cold for a while this summer.. Spending a week in england during mid-august heat for two years straight was the best thing, not to mention being in the place- soul survivor- really wishing I was going back up again =( And once I ran away for another, what 8-10 days last year in jul, I'm reeeeeeally feeling the eat XD though I may go to england for a couple of days in september with mike, haha yey shopping =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so, we're living at kris at the moment, it's molto grand really =D I haven't been home since saturday XD and I won't go home till wednesday, well, thursday actually once it will be like 1am after work &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunglasses at night was absolutel epic =D total sucess, we stayed out all night- left the party at 3, went to pv for like 1.5hours, spent like an hour chilling near the love sign, walked for a while, watched sunrise, walked to krissy's house.. and then everyone slept except me XD I stayed cleaning the kitchen lol. We ate vodka jelly- twas grand, I made everyone chinese haha and we watched half school of rock.. Basically I stayd awake for 41 hours and then slept for like 9, and woke up to piss- obviously XD&lt;br /&gt;Oh talking about piss, kristina's toilet doesn't flush unless she touches it XD and storm (the cat) watches people pissing, immensly funny &gt;_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, we're having an absolute ball, but missing kati so damn much =( *sadness*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam results should come out by wednesday; not too grand =( I thought they were coming out today and I was quite stressed lol, don't feel like studying for resits =( I know that I have art alevel for sure, I hope I don't have more, but more than anything I hope I didn't fail first year again =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristina and I went through possible future plans, and when I told my mum that I may go to mcast she told me, and I quote, "don't be funny". How damn rude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan, kris and I ate a veggie meal whilst watching prince caspian this afternoon, and smoothied the vodka mater melon which I won't touch, blehh, water melon XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. I'm molto tired I must say. Dan and I are sleeping at kris again tonight to wake up to go shopping for harry potter glory day =P how grand =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks, see you wednesday =)&lt;br /&gt;God bless =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-3250785421814036176?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/3250785421814036176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=3250785421814036176' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/3250785421814036176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/3250785421814036176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2009/07/living-at-my-pumpkin.html' title='living at my pumpkin =)'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-7729903070481197043</id><published>2009-07-11T12:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T13:39:37.328+02:00</updated><title type='text'>we're back =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thebaglady.tv/festival_sunnies_retro-thumb-430x287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 430px; height: 287px;" src="http://www.thebaglady.tv/festival_sunnies_retro-thumb-430x287.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I'm on my third shift =O haha and nothing has gone wrong =D all the cash is fine all the humans are in order.. glee =D&lt;br /&gt;I read for like an hour, sorted out transport for sunglasses at night, stayed on facebook, stared and pondered.. grand morning =) plus, I got to see dan this morning once he came to help me open =) ahh.. I love him ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katy perry is singing in the back ground, "I kissed a girl", last year's great theme song, followed by "disturbia" =D and let's face it, last year was damn right AWESOME!!&lt;br /&gt;HOLY CRAP, "disturbia" is on.. scary shit XD&lt;br /&gt;h and by the way, aol radio- grand site =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tonight we're heading to sunglasses at night- massive party riiiight =D we all have our crazy sunnies so we're set to go ^^&lt;br /&gt;I really miss drinking though, the taste, the warm flush that leads to zibelness XD but it's better not to, so once again, I'm sober photographer =) yeyy, too bad my camera is SHIT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm rather hungry really.. but I'll be home by 4 and then dan will work his magic on my computer and them we'll have supper.. So I'll eat an apple or something yummy. Then shower, go to krissy and get transport up to gianpula and then from one of the most fabulous nights ever at gianpula go to pv or the front and chill.. And probably go for breakfast at mc cafe XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think, I'm off to read for a while once I have less that 1.5hours left =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you next week haha!&lt;br /&gt;Bless you all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-7729903070481197043?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/7729903070481197043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=7729903070481197043' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/7729903070481197043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/7729903070481197043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2009/07/were-back-d.html' title='we&apos;re back =D'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-5652757748771082278</id><published>2009-07-08T21:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T23:35:12.721+02:00</updated><title type='text'>why? hmm..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.weeklyreader.com/readandwriting/content/binary/question_mark2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 394px; height: 480px;" src="http://www.weeklyreader.com/readandwriting/content/binary/question_mark2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I'm so damn tired =/&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I spent the day with dan, 'twas grand fun really =) he fixed one of my hard drives and hopefully we'll manage the other one tomorrow at my house cos it wasn't working on his computer =S we also watched a film.. forgot what it's called but it was so pointless =| then we went around sliema to find crazy sunglasses for saturday but we didn't find any grand ones for him. Danelle bought a lime hearted pair for me this morning because my shutter shades were broken on my birthday *sniffle* hehe. So after failing at buying sunglasses for dan, (BTW THERE ARE AMAZING SUNGLASSES AT SOLARIS &lt;3) angel =")" about ="O" me =")" back =")" summer ="D" bitch ="|" sweeeeet =")"&gt;.&lt; in the sun.. the sun.. blehh XD&lt;br /&gt;And with summer comes.. isle of mtv, which is going on at this current moment in time haha XD apparently lady gaga was singing around nowish but to be honest, I would have gone for the fun of it not to actually see anyonein particular, especially metro station BLEHHH miley cyrus blood =P lool what a freak I am XD u le they're not bad, but I wasn't exactly hyped up like when the kooks and one republic came last year.. They were wicked =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'm failing, badly.. So damn badly, I'm royally screwed..&lt;br /&gt;So I'm leaving you all, damn terrified =| shit. I'm a dumbass XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-5652757748771082278?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/5652757748771082278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=5652757748771082278' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/5652757748771082278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/5652757748771082278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-hmm.html' title='why? hmm..'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-6439830631485178655</id><published>2009-07-07T18:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T22:17:29.700+02:00</updated><title type='text'>cyber surf ^^</title><content type='html'>hello world =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i'm officially a cyber surf employee, how exciting =D&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting at the front desk muahahaaa powerr =P and I just looked out of the window and saw a damn sexy girl who was wearing practically nothing, stupid skinny bitch, die!! haha..&lt;br /&gt;Ahh life is so weird, the ups, the downs. No wonder I've been feeling nauseous lately, it's as if I've been riding one hell of a crazy roller coaster =| It's like whenever something good happens, something bad comes around and literally crushes any sense of happiness that had managed to build up inside of me. But I guess that's life, just have to make the best out of it and smile =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, just had a major dilemma really XD luckily dan ran down the road to save me XD I feel like such a retard &gt;.&lt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok my shift is coming to an end now so I'm off, all done =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night, bless you all ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-6439830631485178655?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/6439830631485178655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=6439830631485178655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/6439830631485178655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/6439830631485178655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-world-so-im-officially-cyber-surf.html' title='cyber surf ^^'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-196710032392282214</id><published>2009-06-29T20:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T20:53:48.415+02:00</updated><title type='text'>blogging.. will most probably be a new regularity =)</title><content type='html'>Hello world =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I honestly miss this. Sitting at a computer and blogging about my day, the obstacles I've faced and whether or not I've overcome them or not. Actually, I didn't want to for a while because I was feeling distant, but now, I don't have a computer to blog from since whenever I sit at my family's pc they throw a hissy fit =/ Hopefully I'll soon get my own computer back. Then I'll be able to blog whenever I feel like cos it will conveniently be sitting near my bed =D and also..&lt;br /&gt;.. New job =D I can blog from the place I'm working at, which is my current location =P I'm officially employed at cyber surf haha how crazy.. And now I owe dan my life for the next month apparently, but I'd give it willingly really hehe.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm basically sitting with beethoven in my ears, at a computer and at this present moment in time, I'm a customer, oooooooh how silly =P training starts at like 9 so like, aha, cool =P but when it comes to real shifts, I'll have A LOT of free time at a computer so I'll be blogging, facebooking and reading =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh life is slowly becoming even better. Really it started the moment that I officially stopped giving a shit about anyone who doesn't give a shit about me ^^ no more caring, there's no use =)&lt;br /&gt;so in all politeness, fuck you all =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at me, judge me, spread pointless rumours about me- all being done in vain darlings, there's no use.&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told, I can do what I like, who I like, where I like, and NO ONE has the right to say anything because it is my life and no one elses. Fine, if I was doing anything wrong then go ahead, tell me- but treat me like a human being! That is, assuming I was doing something wrong, but somehow the only funny thing is that I'm not doing anything wrong. Yet somehow the looks and the labels keep rolling in. So really, keep going guys, no one's stopping you. Even though none of you have any right to say anything about me, keep going, it really is quite amusing- especially from my part. I mean, lately I find out things about myself that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; didn't even know about- how about that?? Pretty damn hilarious.. ha ha. But honeslty guys, you just showed me how truely pathetic you all are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everything has fallen and crashed right before me, it's just what I needed. I finally know who the true people in my life are, and honeslty, if I had to mention them, it wouldn't take up that much time/space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guys, to those of you who truely do care, thank you- so damn much!!&lt;br /&gt;I have all I need, a boyfriend who really does love me and the sincere friends who remain honest and caring through thick and thin, no matter what. God has really blessed me with you guys, you give me a reason to keep going!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So roll on summer, a time to enjoy the free time we have with the true treasures of life known as friends =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-196710032392282214?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/196710032392282214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=196710032392282214' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/196710032392282214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/196710032392282214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2009/06/blogging-will-most-probably-be-new.html' title='blogging.. will most probably be a new regularity =)'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-2953539715620271555</id><published>2009-03-05T18:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T19:37:34.355+01:00</updated><title type='text'>blue =O haha.. and an update too =P</title><content type='html'>Helllloo world =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, to once again apologize for running away.. I'M SORRY ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just to let you all know, if any of you care, that home alone weekend was grand fun XD friday turned out awesome.. haha funny stuff.. there's still some martini in the fridge cos I'm not that much of an alcoholic as to drink on my own, well, most of the time =P&lt;br /&gt;Danelle and fabian slept over that night and then saturday was cool, we chilled here all day and ended up watching the return of the king all night and jean slept here. And sunday, hmm, I think dan came over or something, I'm not too sure &gt;.&lt;  too bad we don't have photos ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, since then there was a week of school and valentines *head to wall* were I took it into consideration as to be a nice girlfriend and embarrass my boyfriend by sending a rose up to his class but ALAS IT DIDN'T ARRIVE (stupid sdm!!) though kai's did and I gave bettina hers personally because I didn't know where and what time her lessons were XD  Dan had the cheek to give me a rose and gave it to me saturday morning when he came to my house.. haha poor dan I gave him hell for it XP so we abandoned our 'picnic plans' and chucked at his house.. oh oh, and before all of this, I was ment to meet duncan but I remained asleep and he called me and I was like "AHHHH COMING NOW!!" so we went to buy ben and jerrys for our significant others =P Then I went to iels with ilaria for an interview; twas fun =) .. Back to valentines.. Dan and I watched saw 4 and 5 and ate ben and jerrys all day and then attempted to play poker- FAIL lool I suck XD then we went to my house, showered changed and out =) The closest to a "cute valentine's photo" is found below..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SbAbjwPRDVI/AAAAAAAAAco/rOChiZTp1Zg/s1600-h/n793865133_5836520_2983.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SbAbjwPRDVI/AAAAAAAAAco/rOChiZTp1Zg/s320/n793865133_5836520_2983.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309774261728120146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for those of you who don't know- I HATE VALENTINE'S DAY IT'S ALL GAY COMMERTAILISM!! thanks =P haha.. Sunday.. I don't know &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SbAYtJ-fqfI/AAAAAAAAAbg/nc9uNlasp4Y/s1600-h/n740833199_2133147_5333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 153px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SbAYtJ-fqfI/AAAAAAAAAbg/nc9uNlasp4Y/s320/n740833199_2133147_5333.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309771124721035762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week of school.. CARNIVAL =D yeyyy lime fearie ftw =D well, we ALL looked absolutely fantastic, so so brilliant!! Spent the weekend living at mike cos he was left as an orphan and weeeeeeeeeeeee twas such such fun =D totally took over his bathroom and had the best time with my new make up teehee =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SbAZhuU4-_I/AAAAAAAAAcA/QBY_Ek3VUyU/s1600-h/n740833199_2133162_7164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 186px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SbAZhuU4-_I/AAAAAAAAAcA/QBY_Ek3VUyU/s320/n740833199_2133162_7164.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309772027831843826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SbAZTCIQnKI/AAAAAAAAAb4/hiBpEQpFkf4/s1600-h/n726570832_2681386_2944.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SbAZTCIQnKI/AAAAAAAAAb4/hiBpEQpFkf4/s320/n726570832_2681386_2944.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309771775449537698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Gatt/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SbAZ60mg9dI/AAAAAAAAAcI/f81ZxX9ELs8/s1600-h/n750747164_2682423_6273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 185px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SbAZ60mg9dI/AAAAAAAAAcI/f81ZxX9ELs8/s320/n750747164_2682423_6273.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309772459013109202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then er, school =P And last weekend we had glenn's 18th and then dressed up as crazy nutters for mike's 17th and 10 of us had smiley faced tshirts printed and we basically looked like utter fools.. GRAND!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SbAalshIFYI/AAAAAAAAAcg/oxNgO3Ww_1k/s1600-h/n679390288_2623143_3211139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 170px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SbAalshIFYI/AAAAAAAAAcg/oxNgO3Ww_1k/s320/n679390288_2623143_3211139.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309773195577398658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SbAYpMY93iI/AAAAAAAAAbY/8G5mO4UnN3E/s1600-h/n726570832_2723029_5055860.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SbAYpMY93iI/AAAAAAAAAbY/8G5mO4UnN3E/s320/n726570832_2723029_5055860.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309771056649461282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SbAaXxNW6JI/AAAAAAAAAcY/rJChLUcw_eg/s1600-h/n740833199_2170820_3070723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 177px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SbAaXxNW6JI/AAAAAAAAAcY/rJChLUcw_eg/s320/n740833199_2170820_3070723.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309772956318492818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, another week of school.. Ok so maybe I didn't give details on the school days but fun stuff did happen, I just can't put my finger on anything at the moment. I'm sick actually. Went to school yesterday and came home after a lesson, couldn't take it, and today I stayed home and dan came to see me so all in all it kicked any school day's ass really =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, as my latest addition to my hair.. blueness ^^ haha. See, last february I had a whole post dedicated to whether I should go back to lime or go blue.. I did none until summer came- lime &lt;3.. But now I have blue =) Lime is for summertime =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo, I'm going to try and update as often as possible.. Maybe if I don't make any promises I will stick to it =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-2953539715620271555?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/2953539715620271555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=2953539715620271555' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/2953539715620271555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/2953539715620271555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2009/03/blue-o-haha-and-update-too-p.html' title='blue =O haha.. and an update too =P'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SbAbjwPRDVI/AAAAAAAAAco/rOChiZTp1Zg/s72-c/n793865133_5836520_2983.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-6038864564268832162</id><published>2009-02-06T08:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T09:00:06.564+01:00</updated><title type='text'>..home alone.. =D</title><content type='html'>Heeeelllo world =)&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I'm in a bit of a better mood compared to last time =P sorry, it's just that I really had to get it off my chest..&lt;br /&gt;Yey once again I've been left alone with the house in my possession =D though this time, no parties, no complaining neighbours, no brothel (hahaha I'm sure a few of you understand the term XD)&lt;br /&gt;I had an extremely relaxed day yesterday. My parents left my 7am, my mum made me miss school due to the extremely slight asthma attack during the previous night just in case I got really bad and she'd be in london/rotterdam &gt;.&lt; I sat in the kitchen with my sister for like 20minutes and laughed, lazed all morning, started drawing and finished within a few seconds cos I didn't feel like so I just scribbled really. Caught a bus to sliema, went to dan's house for like 2hours then bussed it to valletta to meet paula, kai and matt. Pau pierced her tragus and pixie *if I had a camera I would have the photos!!!!* I finally bought black earings cos I lost mine almost a month ago haha. Paula was a kucla and got her sister something like a 36euro concealer (which she tends to steal pretty often teehee) went to mc donalds and then matt and I departed from the other two and caught a bus home whilst they went to work at st james. Oh and what fun, my happy meal gave me a mini trivial persuit XD lool how silly!&lt;br /&gt;Then I came home, and watched skins and stayed with george until we got tired and went to sleep.. and now I'm here, awake..&lt;br /&gt;horrible alarm tone actually XD see my phone seriously died and sweetly dan let me use his old phone and everything is really odd and dan-like hehe! Well, eminem and 50cent woke me up *head to wall* .. at least I woke up I guess =P &lt;br /&gt;I'll update later on.. &lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day. Bless bless bless!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-6038864564268832162?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/6038864564268832162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=6038864564268832162' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/6038864564268832162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/6038864564268832162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2009/02/heeeelllo-world-ok-so-im-in-bit-of.html' title='..home alone.. =D'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-2283421111810312838</id><published>2009-01-08T00:01:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T16:24:54.042+01:00</updated><title type='text'>merry Christmas, happy new year, and hello more obstacles..</title><content type='html'>Hello world =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt; what holidays those were!! Sorry for not posting but honestly, I was busy 24/7! So now we're back at school so I'm finding some time to do things..&lt;br /&gt;Last year came and went pretty quickly. It brought so many things with it and took away a few too- good and bad. I'm glad I went through everything even though some of it sucked, it built me up and gave me more endurance as does everything in this life. Fine, maybe I was shattered at that point, but what doesn't kill you makes you stronger, right?&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I obviously found out who my angel was- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;elaine&lt;/span&gt;- love you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;babbi&lt;/span&gt;!! She was the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bestest&lt;/span&gt; angel ever really, and she gave me socks =O *glee* !!&lt;br /&gt;And now a new year, a new page, a fresh new start. So I ask myself, is it worth a "new year's resolution"? I'm really not too sure. I want to get closer to God especially after drifting from y4j slightly. The thing is, everyone needs a break. I didn't take one off God, I took one off a community. It's funny, the way some people thinks you're sinning when you don't go to y4j, actually, it's really lame honestly. I don't understand so many things, so many people- and they don't understand me. But the moment I step back for a week or two it's as if I've become a reject or something. At first I saw it as annoying, last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt; I realised how much it hurt me!&lt;br /&gt;I mean, come on, I've been part of y4j for four years next week, missing a couple of meetings isn't going to pull me down and make me start my relationship with God from scratch! It just really made me realize how hurt I am deep down inside. I've been through so much since I was young, yet this is the thing that funnily enough I thought really wouldn't effect me. Yet it has, and damn it it's killing me.&lt;br /&gt;Why must the people who I trusted and perhaps even looked up to feel the need to look down upon me, to ignore me, to make me feel inferior? Why do I get the bad looks when there are people who are totally false? Hypocrite? I'm anything BUT a hypocrite! I don't go around telling people to do this that and the other and not do it myself. I'm not false, I worship God with an sincere heart, I trust Him with all of me and I try to live my life for Him. So if i was doing something wrong wouldn't it show? Wouldn't I feel guilty? Wouldn't I have things holding me back from praying? Well, last I looked I'm fine, so why the condemning fingers and judgmental looks? I just don't get it, really =\&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop there before I keep going on forever, and really, I don't give a damn if I offended anyone because to be honest, I'm sick and tired of it all so I couldn't care less. No respect for me, I'm through with respecting people who won't accept me for who I am.&lt;br /&gt;And along line with that, I'm really struggling at home at the moment, I'm going mad. Not only home but also financially and mentally. I'm feeling so constricted. Everything I do is wrong, it's becoming pathetic. All I hear is how I don't appreciate and how I don't respect and how I'm so rude and how fat I'm becoming.. pretty nice and encouraging, right? God, I can't stand humanity. And when it comes to money, being jobless and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;stipendless&lt;/span&gt; doesn't help to the minimum 600euro needed for soul survivor PLUS a car PLUS insurance, for you see I'm not getting help with those. I'm basically living off 70euro a month so I can't exactly save.. anything at all- lucky me.&lt;br /&gt;And now this is were I stop and think, I'm so blessed, yet I'm here complaining. What is wrong with me? With all of us? Why are we so human, so selfish?&lt;br /&gt;So this is my prayer to God, to help me be more humble, to help me to forgive and to let go of all the hurts caused by so many people, and to try my utmost to live for Him more and more everyday..&lt;br /&gt;A resolution?- I'm not too sure, but whatever it is, I hope that through prayer and determination, it will flow through my life smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;God bless you all.. and happy new year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-2283421111810312838?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/2283421111810312838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=2283421111810312838' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/2283421111810312838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/2283421111810312838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2009/01/merry-christmas-happy-new-year-and.html' title='merry Christmas, happy new year, and hello more obstacles..'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-1775423965608276884</id><published>2008-12-19T00:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T01:03:05.539+01:00</updated><title type='text'>holidays- already =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v1178/202/121/528740780/n528740780_2190407_7462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 225px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v1178/202/121/528740780/n528740780_2190407_7462.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello humans =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it, first term has already flown by and it's already Christmas! Now I should be writing a good post about Christmas soon enough.. but I just want to say AHHHH JESUS LOVES ME =D well, and everyone else too haha! Be thankful guys, celebrate Him like no other!!&lt;br /&gt;I just can't believe how this term passed me by so quickly.. oh and I am proud to say that other than being sick or my teachers not coming for the lesson- I have not missed ANY lessons this term- WOOT!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh and yey, tomorrow, being the last day of school, everyone piles up in the road and basically bluebar gets enlarged by a lot XD and this year, we have t-shirts *thanks to mina =D* !!&lt;br /&gt;Yeyyy! So come and join the fun at 10am bahaha &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mwa, God bless you all!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-1775423965608276884?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/1775423965608276884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=1775423965608276884' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/1775423965608276884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/1775423965608276884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/12/holidays-already-d.html' title='holidays- already =D'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-3290854982811056802</id><published>2008-12-15T19:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T19:52:17.945+01:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday to me =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SUam9iHr65I/AAAAAAAAAaY/m7ySa-tjTpk/s1600-h/100_1167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280091189199760274" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SUam9iHr65I/AAAAAAAAAaY/m7ySa-tjTpk/s320/100_1167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello world =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, haven't been posting but I've been pretty busy at the moment, funnily enough- with homework! Ahh, see- I really am a nerd =P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this past week was very, ermm, random XP last tuesday dan was brutely publicly humiliated and I got it all on tape muahaha *his video recorder* and theeeen he got sick and I was just about healed and BAMM, wednesday night my asthma killed me and I didn't leave the house till this morning to go to school apart from thursday night to cut my hair and going to the poly clinic and the emergency unit at mater dei XD haha, breathing sucks &gt;.&lt;&gt; &lt;div&gt;And now, for the last time, I can truthfully sing: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am sixteen going on seventeen, I know that I'm naiiiiiive. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fellows i meet may tell me I'm sweet and willingly I belieeeeeve.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am sixteen going on seventeen, innocent as a rooooose.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bachelor dandies, drinkers of brandies, what do I know of thoooose?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Totally unprepared am I to face the world of men.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Timid and shy and scared am I of things beyong my keeeen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need someone older and wiser telling me what to doooooo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are seventeen going on eighteen, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;IIIIII'll depeeeeeend on youuuuuu!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directed towards kristina cassar of course =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh guys, God has really blessed me with all of you =) I'm so so grateful!!&lt;br /&gt;So, good night world, see you when I'm a whole year older teehee ^^&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/8289120425308061707-3290854982811056802?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/3290854982811056802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=3290854982811056802' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/3290854982811056802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/3290854982811056802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='happy birthday to me =)'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SUam9iHr65I/AAAAAAAAAaY/m7ySa-tjTpk/s72-c/100_1167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-6822654505876042782</id><published>2008-12-05T08:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T08:44:03.143+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm a thief"</title><content type='html'>Gooood morning humans =)&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I was scrolling down my blog to get to the bottom when I realised that I have a picture up saying "I'M A THIEF" .. BAHAHA!! I got the picture of a crappy pc from the internet and it turned into a black and white statement &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;SO it got me thinking, am I a thief?&lt;br /&gt;Now I don't steal or anything don't get me wrong, but isn't theft about being dishonest? Am I totally honest with myself and everyone? Am I robbing myself off truths? Or worse, am I taking advantage of my position here? Not living well, glorifying Jesus in His rightful place?&lt;br /&gt;Well, that got me thinking a bit more (quite a lot for 8am, huh?) if I live this life the way &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; want to, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; in a selfish way, then how can I really be praising God 24/7? Is this really&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the life I want? Because personally I would rather live with nothing than without God. Fine, I'd complain- loads- but there's no doubt. I've realised through the years that nothing can make me happier than God's presence in my life. Yet I still hold on to so many earthly things. Don't get me wrong, I don't mean to make anyone look bad here, but sometimes we really will be living our Christian life well and we unconsciously start to slip randomly. No one is perfect, but I for one need to keep holding on, and I'm sure everyone else does too.&lt;br /&gt;And lastly- if I'm living for me and not for God, isn't that stealing the life He's given me?&lt;br /&gt;So once again, I give my life to You, Lord. Take me, use me and save me. I'm Yours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-6822654505876042782?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/6822654505876042782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=6822654505876042782' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/6822654505876042782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/6822654505876042782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-thief.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m a thief&quot;'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-8658343275112791966</id><published>2008-12-02T09:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T09:40:49.900+01:00</updated><title type='text'>slum survived =)</title><content type='html'>Hello world!&lt;br /&gt;Ok slum survivor was a grand success =D loads of money collected ladida, prayer, support- thanks loads guys, you're changing the world =D&lt;br /&gt;The weather was great, but I honestly wish that it was colder and raining so that we could really show people that we were ready in endure whatever they had to. But, it wasn't in God's plan. God was faithful and provided everything we needed. Luckily nothing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; bad happened to any of us, except tine who started puking again *poor cett =(* Kristina, michela and louis didn't end up coming because they were sick poor chickens but were obviously in our prayers too =)&lt;br /&gt;All in all- great weekend, great fellowship, great people!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok I just want to post something that my grandfather told me on sunday night..&lt;br /&gt;"yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery. But today is a gift. Because you're here and you're breathing and you're alive on the whole"&lt;br /&gt;Pretty deep huh? Makes you think. Today may be my last day on earth, or may be the begining of another 60 years, but we never know.&lt;br /&gt;So thank God daily guys, give your life to Him over and over, because He is your only salvation!!&lt;br /&gt;Amen weeeeeeeee Jesus is grand guys ^^&lt;br /&gt;*sorry, it's the sickness =P*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-8658343275112791966?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/8658343275112791966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=8658343275112791966' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/8658343275112791966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/8658343275112791966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/12/slum-survived.html' title='slum survived =)'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-5021352136099843872</id><published>2008-11-28T09:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T09:47:22.695+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Slum Survivor!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SS-u2KEhXXI/AAAAAAAAATc/kN6QFvzl4rM/s1600-h/slum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SS-u2KEhXXI/AAAAAAAAATc/kN6QFvzl4rM/s320/slum.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273625934113627506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world,&lt;br /&gt;haven't posted in two weeks =| ..&lt;br /&gt;So today we're slumming once again. The time before was recorded the coldest weekend in malta, and as we all thought that this weekend would most probably be good (weather wise) IT'S NOT =D =D yeyyyy!!&lt;br /&gt;Think I'm mad? Well, yes =P but really, the worse the weather, the more the awareness =D&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to get to school so I'm just asking for your prayers and support =)&lt;br /&gt;Come and donate as much as possible guys, be thankful it's not you who has to fight for your life- daily!!&lt;br /&gt;God bless you allll!!&lt;br /&gt;All glory to God =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year's posts, before and after:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/02/slum-survivor.html"&gt;http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/02/slum-survivor.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/02/pre-slum-survivor-battle.html"&gt;http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/02/pre-slum-survivor-battle.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/02/slum-survivor-ultimate-challange.html"&gt;http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/02/slum-survivor-ultimate-challange.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;contact:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;slumsurvivor@y4jmalta.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-5021352136099843872?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/5021352136099843872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=5021352136099843872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/5021352136099843872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/5021352136099843872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/11/slum-survivor.html' title='Slum Survivor!!'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SS-u2KEhXXI/AAAAAAAAATc/kN6QFvzl4rM/s72-c/slum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-8121817583865268414</id><published>2008-11-07T18:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T17:34:14.574+01:00</updated><title type='text'>yeyy =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeclipartnow.com/d/24951-1/champagne-glasses-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://www.freeclipartnow.com/d/24951-1/champagne-glasses-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world.&lt;br /&gt;It's sam's birthday today *happy birthday sam* and basically most of us all "dressing up" for his 18th party.. It's like 7pm and I have an hour to fry my hair dress and do both mina and my makeup =P teehee how crazy ^^&lt;br /&gt;Should be a good night, we haven't had a party since danelle, fabian and martina's (I think) and that was insane and WHITE and max's grand LIME party bahaha so it's going to be somewhat different =) what am I saying- should? It's going to be great, we're going to be together and laugh like the losers that we are ^^ as long as we're together, every night is good night.. grand!!&lt;br /&gt;So i think I'm running up to put see if I really am going to wear the dress I cut after all XD&lt;br /&gt;God bless and good night.. and what a good night it shall be =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-8121817583865268414?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/8121817583865268414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=8121817583865268414' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/8121817583865268414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/8121817583865268414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello-world.html' title='yeyy =)'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-2671135687980511355</id><published>2008-11-06T10:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T10:51:30.676+01:00</updated><title type='text'>school computers..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://arteliance.blogsome.com/images/7500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 339px" alt="" src="http://arteliance.blogsome.com/images/7500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha quick update..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm back on a school pc that looks just as bad if not worse than the picture posted, how awesome is that XD ? Haven't been on one in ages and well, tadaaaa I'm here =P&lt;br /&gt;So nothing really to say *mina's here too ^^ along with michaela who happens to think that the pcs are as slow as her when she wakes up* but basically just thought that after blogging quite a few times from school, I should blog as soon as I used a pc up here on the second floor once again =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how lame lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God bless you all my chickens =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-2671135687980511355?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/2671135687980511355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=2671135687980511355' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/2671135687980511355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/2671135687980511355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/11/school-computers.html' title='school computers..'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-5567096728551466029</id><published>2008-11-05T20:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T20:39:50.989+01:00</updated><title type='text'>a time for everything..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SRH2dv5krXI/AAAAAAAAATU/7Mh-wS28l5s/s1600-h/hourglass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SRH2dv5krXI/AAAAAAAAATU/7Mh-wS28l5s/s320/hourglass.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265260430307405170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For everything there is a season, a time for every activity under heaven.&lt;br /&gt;A time to be born and a time to die.&lt;br /&gt;A time to plant and a time to harvest.&lt;br /&gt;A time to kill and a time to heal.&lt;br /&gt;A time to tear down and a time to build up.&lt;br /&gt;A time to cry and a time to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;A time to grieve and a time to dance.&lt;br /&gt;A time to scatter stones and a time to gather stones.&lt;br /&gt;A time to embrace and a time to turn away.&lt;br /&gt;A time to search and a time to quit searching.&lt;br /&gt;A time to keep and a time to throw away.&lt;br /&gt;A time to tear and a time to mend.&lt;br /&gt;A time to be quiet and a time to speak.&lt;br /&gt;A time to love and a time to hate.&lt;br /&gt;A time for war and a time for peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecclesiastes 3:1-8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passes and hurts heal, yes, but nothing can heal you the way Jesus can..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who are in pain, alone, hurt, depressed, confused, lost- anything- you are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; alone, I can assure you that God's holding your hand all the way through even if it seems like you've been abandoned. He's feeling the way you are, passing through your pain with you. "Jesus wept" John 11:35&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For others in times of great content and happiness, praise the Lord for He is sooo good guys..&lt;br /&gt;"Sing to him; sing praises to him;tell of all his wondrous works!" 1 Chronicles 16:9          &lt;a href="http://bibleresources.bible.com/passagesearchresults.php?passage1=1%20Chronicles+16&amp;amp;version=47"&gt;       &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-5567096728551466029?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/5567096728551466029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=5567096728551466029' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/5567096728551466029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/5567096728551466029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/11/time-for-everything.html' title='a time for everything..'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SRH2dv5krXI/AAAAAAAAATU/7Mh-wS28l5s/s72-c/hourglass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-8671112365016603544</id><published>2008-11-04T23:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T23:16:14.739+01:00</updated><title type='text'>prayer, PLEASE!</title><content type='html'>Guys I'm going to be mega selfish and just ask you all to pray for me.. Actually, I'm begging you!&lt;br /&gt;I just can't take it anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-8671112365016603544?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/8671112365016603544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=8671112365016603544' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/8671112365016603544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/8671112365016603544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/11/prayer-please.html' title='prayer, PLEASE!'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-1229927123770298503</id><published>2008-10-30T22:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T22:47:27.719+01:00</updated><title type='text'>loving myself?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SQopqW_iTlI/AAAAAAAAATM/3ZiV5wQgvaA/s1600-h/ss_far_infrared_weight-loss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 197px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SQopqW_iTlI/AAAAAAAAATM/3ZiV5wQgvaA/s320/ss_far_infrared_weight-loss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263064922239159890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ello ello.&lt;br /&gt;So, I've left some time pass since my last post. I'm not going to apologize for being rude perhaps or anything of the sort cos I truly meant what I said, I just hope that no one got offended..&lt;br /&gt;Ok on saturday we had the youth mass. Now I haven't been to a youth mass in donkey's years because of work and all so it was really fun to be back at one =) Tara gave her testimony *well done babe!* and honestly it was really touching, it was very evident that it was totally sincere =) And then the priest went on with the homily and stuff but basically it was all about loving yourself.&lt;br /&gt;It made me think.&lt;br /&gt;How much do I love myself? Honestly- barely =\&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I've spent so much time trying to change this and alter that ladida..&lt;br /&gt;Why have I never been good enough?&lt;br /&gt;It's all superficial, not important!! Yes, it would be amazing to be skinny, ahh simply pefect- but I'm not. Yes, it sucks that I'm practically the only one who isn't skinny in my group of friends, in practically all of my lessons, in my school, in the world damn it, but it's not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; important! Yet why do I keep hasseling? Why must I be so obsessed? Why have I spent all my life being 'the fat one'?&lt;br /&gt;But then, why does the world make me feel so bad about myself? Why can't I be accepted for the size10 that I am, and not a size 6? Why must everyone go around looking like a stick in order to be 'normal'?&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh it's just so annoying!&lt;br /&gt;And as much as I know that I'm doing this in vain because I'll never stop being so paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;But then I find hope. God loves me because even though I may look like a dull piece of scrunched paper, in his eyes, I'm the most beautiful girl ever- and I'm worth more than the world =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-1229927123770298503?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/1229927123770298503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=1229927123770298503' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/1229927123770298503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/1229927123770298503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/10/loving-myself.html' title='loving myself?'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SQopqW_iTlI/AAAAAAAAATM/3ZiV5wQgvaA/s72-c/ss_far_infrared_weight-loss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-5446971726694700909</id><published>2008-10-23T00:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T07:09:45.754+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello world..&lt;br /&gt;I've been going through photos to upload a few random ones onto facebook together with a couple of 'important events' as a whole album or so and I just want to say this and come clean with everyone so to speak..&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is wrong guys?!!&lt;br /&gt;Why has everyone changed so much? Why aren't we the close group that we were just a couple of months ago? How is it that I've seemed to have lost people that I considered my best friends? Why has everyone become so judgmental? What are we all doing with ourselves?&lt;br /&gt;And the list  can keep on going..&lt;br /&gt;Guys haven't you realized that we've totally split? Don't try to deny it, everyone's realized. No one has remained the same and I'm sorry to be the one to say it, it's not for the good!! Whether people have changed or not, this situation sucks!! Honestly, how can you keep going on with your lives as if nothing has happened between us?&lt;br /&gt;Really, I would usually care if someone was to get offended by this, but to 100% honest, I'm so fed up that you can be sure that I'm the only one being honest enough to bring it out into the open.&lt;br /&gt;Go on, comment- judge.. I don't care, at least I know that I'm human enough to admit to missing everyone's support and love for each other, I'm not proud. I thought we were mature enough, but we're evidently not.&lt;br /&gt;Just to remind you guys, we're all sinners, every one of us- we've all made mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just really sick of people passing comments and pretending to be people they're not, because in the long run, they're going to eventually explode and return to what they really are- human!!&lt;br /&gt;Think about it guys, it's been going on for ages- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what is wrong&lt;/span&gt;? Seriously, try and come up with valid points as to why everything has gone haywire.. I promise you, it's pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;Uff guys- wake up!! You have no clue how much we need each other in this world! The persecution is bad enough when we face reality. These petty problems between us has driven each other apart, don't you think we need to remain united in order to really be God's light and change the world in His name?&lt;br /&gt;I really don't mean to be harsh, but there's nothing else left to do I guess, and you know me- I'm an honesty fan.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just me, but it's  all sems so wrong =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-5446971726694700909?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/5446971726694700909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=5446971726694700909' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/5446971726694700909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/5446971726694700909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-world.html' title=''/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-5186490375226034649</id><published>2008-10-21T21:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T21:51:23.366+02:00</updated><title type='text'>vans =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SP4x-zJW2KI/AAAAAAAAATE/h9yTv4lLY_A/s1600-h/IMG_0483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 135px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SP4x-zJW2KI/AAAAAAAAATE/h9yTv4lLY_A/s320/IMG_0483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259696369766422690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SP4x14WPnSI/AAAAAAAAAS8/mtTLJMDeIdw/s1600-h/IMG_0480.JPG"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 135px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SP4x14WPnSI/AAAAAAAAAS8/mtTLJMDeIdw/s320/IMG_0480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259696216543829282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SP4xgsap-1I/AAAAAAAAAS0/iOyJVximhJM/s1600-h/IMG_0479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 136px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SP4xgsap-1I/AAAAAAAAAS0/iOyJVximhJM/s320/IMG_0479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259695852563856210" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SP4xLUDrgrI/AAAAAAAAASs/oe67ycBLj1c/s1600-h/IMG_0478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 136px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SP4xLUDrgrI/AAAAAAAAASs/oe67ycBLj1c/s320/IMG_0478.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259695485247783602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh my vans have finally arrived guys.. And they're awesome!! lool and above is their mini photoshoot, cos I'm a loser ^&lt;br /&gt;Gleeee sorry just really happy haha.&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don't know the story, when I went to scotland in july, I absolutely fell in love with a pair of shoes and once I'm poor (lol at that time I wasn't, I was just told that we weren't going to shop *lies- we did 2 hours XD* so I didn't take any money up with me) and my mum didn't want to lend me any money.. Well, I didn't get them *boohoo*&lt;br /&gt;Now i finally managed to order them off ebay and tadaaaaaaaa they've arrived =D&lt;br /&gt;BEAUTIFUL!!&lt;br /&gt;Ahh I'm very happy lool!&lt;br /&gt;So good night to you all and I'll see most of you tomorrow at school and don't forget to look at my sexy new shoes =D .. They deserve to be worshiped &gt;.&lt; loooool no I'm joking, only God deserves that kinda glory =P&lt;br /&gt;good night God bless ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEYYYY SHOESSSSSSSSSSSSSS =D =D =D =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-5186490375226034649?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/5186490375226034649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=5186490375226034649' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/5186490375226034649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/5186490375226034649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/10/vans-d.html' title='vans =D'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SP4x-zJW2KI/AAAAAAAAATE/h9yTv4lLY_A/s72-c/IMG_0483.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-8324155647164612867</id><published>2008-10-18T13:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T13:49:29.593+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys,&lt;br /&gt;I was just throwing out all my old, useless batches of file paper from my previous attempt at first year =P&lt;br /&gt;Well, I found a couple of cool doodles/drawings/poems/prayers/paragraphs/stuff lol but I just want to share this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brokeness is chasing loneliness that's drowned by emptyness, but by Your gracefulness I'm lifted from this mess.&lt;br /&gt;I'll soon be free- I know I will and then they'll see how my worthlessness is worthy of the love You're giving me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but I really felt that I should post it. I'm not feeling lonely, not at all. But I just watched 23 minutes in hell and even though it really has nothing to do with it, but I feel we really need to pray for the people who don't believe in Jesus and even more- for the christians that don't believe in hell. It's so real and it's here. And maybe it effects me more than some people because of something that I've read and I know how real demons are. Don't get me wrong, I'm not more 'educated' or aware of the situation we're in, but I just am so terrified after having found out a couple of things.&lt;br /&gt;We've already won guys, victory is ours. But as in every battle, people die.&lt;br /&gt;Soooo, just keep praying because God's glory will shine over the earth as promised and we're so blessed to have been saved =D&lt;br /&gt;God bless ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-8324155647164612867?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/8324155647164612867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=8324155647164612867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/8324155647164612867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/8324155647164612867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-guys-i-was-just-throwing-out-all-my.html' title=''/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-3139306681906353786</id><published>2008-10-16T19:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T19:29:40.182+02:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SPd5VFWBK8I/AAAAAAAAASk/CKjiIICpLys/s1600-h/vg-happy-birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257804493097085890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SPd5VFWBK8I/AAAAAAAAASk/CKjiIICpLys/s320/vg-happy-birthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello humans!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for neglecting my blog even more than ever really. But before you call me lazy, the internet hasn't been working in my room and wasn't letting me sign in downstairs =\ so anyways, now I've managed and what a perfect day to blog- my third year of being a 'real Christian'.. graaaand =D !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So school's great and life's great and the y4j live-in was great *fourth one i've been to, my I'm growing old*. And just to mention, I didn't end up sleeping at the westin (my mum didn't let me in the end) I've missed absolutely NO lessons and gleeee I'm loving the new art teacher and he loves me too lool so it's graaaaand because I don't even have to suck up! niiiice!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok since I last blogged I've moved and restarted school, changed my relationship status and have officially been a properly devoted Christian for three years- how awesome is that?!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Junior college is the best place in the world and really, I'm loving my new class groups even though I miss my old ones. Though it's really funny, I'm with my old art class for hoa (history of art) so the old witch thinks I'm a second year, that is until she teaches me in 6 weeks and realises that I've repeated XD I have pretty great teachers, I just really miss mr philosophy loads though my new teacher is damn good so things are really working my way. I still have vanni pule' teaching me and this year it's shakespeare so he can be all dramatic without any excuses which will be funny. And luckily it's the ONLY 8am lesson I have so if i arrive late he'll understand- because he loves me ^^&lt;br /&gt;My time table is pretty good, still stuck with a crappy thursday though &gt;.&lt; lesson =" But"&gt; &lt;div&gt;So I'm in a really good mood (despite being absolutely knackered after a very loooong day of school consisting of english *fourth floor*, double art *basement*, religion *third floor*, art *basement*, english *third floor* - a free *bluebar/dukes/bluebar* - biology *elevated*) and I'm just exploding with Jesusness at the moment ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just that these three years have been the most amazing adventure of my life! Following Christ has made me who I am and I'm proud of my old self, everything that I've done adds to my testimony and now that I have God and my relationship with Him is growing daily, it's developing and I have so much to say I may just never stop!! It's so grand to just wake up and live in Jesus, it's just so- awesome really! Ahhhhh God is good guys, He really is =) So happy birthday to my faith haha, it's something I'll NEVER look back at- no regrets =D He's just built me and defined me and there's no one else who I can ever be so open with, who will ever let me be so alive and who I'll ever trust so much. I've truely found MY best friend =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I think I may go because the mother made coleslaw and I'm quite the fan =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So a big thanks to all of you who have helped me on my journey to reaching this stage in my life- you're the bestest!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God bless you all, see most of you tomorrow at school/out =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you all, BUT JESUS LOVES YOU MOREEEEE!!!!!!!!!!&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/8289120425308061707-3139306681906353786?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/3139306681906353786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=3139306681906353786' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/3139306681906353786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/3139306681906353786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday.html' title='happy birthday ^^'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SPd5VFWBK8I/AAAAAAAAASk/CKjiIICpLys/s72-c/vg-happy-birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-8388756974548839453</id><published>2008-09-24T00:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T01:15:37.413+02:00</updated><title type='text'>a whole new world..</title><content type='html'>Hello world,&lt;br /&gt;I am officially blogging from my room and not from the crappy slow stone aged laptop that I tend to steel from my dad =D finally, internet connection in up in my room thanks to rob *love you!!* and I can finally say that I don't have to leave my room unless I need to shower and release myself from any unwanted body material =P oh and I guess eat, but that's not really important XD&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh it's going to be so much better now, I won't be falling asleep near the pc so often out of sheer lazyness when it comes to going upstairs to my room- I can just swivel my chair right over to my bed and plonk =D and I'm chucking my crappy stereo downstairs cos now I'll never use it once I have all I need in this horrible 'box of technology' that I happen to love oh so very much =) I have to buy speakers now. My mum got me a set but like, I want to get better ones so I'm going to change them.. thinking of a surround sound by creative or something..&lt;br /&gt;So that's part of my "whole new world", being computerful in my room- glee =D&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow we're being "spoilt showoffs" (quoted from my mum) and spending the night at the westin XD all I know is that zoe, kris and I are going to be there, I have no clue who else (apart from zoe's elder sister) is coming but yeyyyyy we're going to have such a blast!! We're checking in at half 2 (kris and I are meeting at 1 to see if we can buy her a nice top from baystreet or something lol) and spending the afternoon chilling/swimming/being lazy lol. Then we'll get ready and have a *hopefully* kickass night out, and then head "home" and sleep in one sexy room all together like princesses lool! And wake up for breakfast and then chillax all day by the pool or something XD megaly excited..&lt;br /&gt;So that's the other part hehe. Sometimes I wish that we were all rich and living in a high class society where we have to dress up daily and make an appearance ladida, but really, I'd die by the end of it &gt;.&lt; (I just continued this and when to arrnage it and it all got deleted.. wth!!!!!!!) though seriosuly, I'm fine the way I am. Fine, a little bit *ok maybe a lottle bit more lol* cash would help but I have all I need- my friends, my health *kinda*, my education, my family but most of all- I have Jesus =D and I'm sorry guys, but nothing and no one will EVER take His place.. amen =)&lt;br /&gt;Now I have no clue what else I typed before it all got deleted bloody hell but I guess it couldn't have been thaaaat important if I don't exactly remember it XD I know that I mentioned that I need to see what to take with me and mentioned things like tops, skirt, trousers, bikini *blehh*, towel, undies, shoes, junk food lol. I have my outfit for tomorrow night sorted, I hope hehe, but to go and come and stuff, well, as usual- I'm clueless, and proud hehe.. So that's my addition to a whole new world (living like gossip girl for a day wooooo)&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm dragging on for nothing..&lt;br /&gt;God bless you loads guys, good night&lt;br /&gt;.. off to plonk onto my bed =D .. yeaaah!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-8388756974548839453?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/8388756974548839453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=8388756974548839453' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/8388756974548839453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/8388756974548839453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/09/whole-new-world.html' title='a whole new world..'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-1441864692974691053</id><published>2008-09-17T10:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T11:29:40.287+02:00</updated><title type='text'>the past two weeks..</title><content type='html'>Hello world =)&lt;br /&gt;So I haven't posted in a while for my internet wasn't working well over the week when my parents very lovingly abandoned me to a week of fun so I couldn't blog and when it finally started to work again I was caught up with things like work (blehh) and y4j and sleep and going out.. and lazing about- fine!!&lt;br /&gt;So as a responsive update to the former major dilhemma thing, I didn't really have a choice in the matter cos my mum wouldn't let me do otherwise but I see that it is the bestest option possible- behold the master plan..&lt;br /&gt;first year at naxxar as revision and in that way finishing school latest at 3:10 so that I can go home and study. It seems mad, but it really isn't too bad. And this is why..&lt;br /&gt;English A - private lessons, done a year of being half aware and now have another one + study a lot with kris and kat&lt;br /&gt;Art A - I promise to start painting/drawing (had a work meeting and stayed drawing on the paper and got funny yet impressed looks lool) and will actually pay attention and study history&lt;br /&gt;Philosophy I - history and ethics are done, logic and ethics and done at first year in naxxar so I'm covered and I love philosophy&lt;br /&gt;Biology I - private lessons, kris is tutoring me *lol* and school and lots of studying&lt;br /&gt;Relgion I - good notes, bible, study&lt;br /&gt;Soo, that's my plan.&lt;br /&gt;Now if I don't get my As and intermediates this year, I'll do second year next year. Atleast I'll be giving them a try hehe.&lt;br /&gt;So that was school..&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime that week of being an orphan was awesome we had a real great time.. somehow a chair broke and the neighbours complained about the noise but I peronsally think that the funniest was on saturday morning when kris got stuck in my bathroom and had to climb through the window leading to the shaft and then leading to the study- how psyco! We also had a roach attack but that's besides the point haha. Oh and a water/soap/expired beer fight in my garden which all started with gruppetta bringing it all apon himself whilst butting into a conversation between pete and I whilst I was trying to get him not to wet them- it was grand =P so many things, my poor sister got to find out how mad we really are, I think we scared her slightly but then she realised that we're nice people =P actually, I haven't fought with her once since then.. good observation rache =) haha!&lt;br /&gt;Now it's our last week of all being together once de la salle and 2nd year naxxar start next week so we're trying to enjoy it best as possible. Last night we had agreat girls night (and then pete and gruppetta invaded for like half an hour at the end haha) how nuts we're so silly.&lt;br /&gt;My day plan is basically do my bio homework, study, (if rob comes over) smash a dressing table over the balcony, private lessons, go out, come in, sleep =P then Jesus and planning fit throughout the day all day long ^^&lt;br /&gt;Until I decide to post avery long blog including nothing of use or intelligence again, so long may God be with you =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-1441864692974691053?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/1441864692974691053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=1441864692974691053' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/1441864692974691053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/1441864692974691053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/09/falling-back-in-to-place.html' title='the past two weeks..'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-7918726585801859330</id><published>2008-09-04T14:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T14:56:22.188+02:00</updated><title type='text'>.. a bit of a major dilhemma</title><content type='html'>*very brief, in a bit of a hurry to get started*&lt;br /&gt;Ouch, today was quite a blow.&lt;br /&gt;I'm facing a dilhemma and I honestly do not know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;I'm officially schooless.&lt;br /&gt;Naxxar, the school that accepts everyone, didn't accept me.&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm iether studying on my own for the year and doing my As and hoping to do well because I really am going to push myself, or do first year again as revision and study second year at home and do my As ladida. Point is, I have to get my Alevels in 2009- no doubt!&lt;br /&gt;And even though many many people do sixth form on their own by the end of it, it came as a shock.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm just praying and thinking about what to do with this year and hopefully it will be the right desicion, after all, it's quite a big one..&lt;br /&gt;So if you have any spare time please pray for me, it will be much appreciated =)&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, God knows what's going to happen and I have to keep praising and not let something this stupid stop me from concentrating and living for Him.&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to go and sort myself out and then start studying I guess.&lt;br /&gt;After all, it can't be &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; bad, can it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-7918726585801859330?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/7918726585801859330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=7918726585801859330' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/7918726585801859330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/7918726585801859330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/09/bit-of-major-dilhemma.html' title='.. a bit of a major dilhemma'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-4920522496360469893</id><published>2008-09-01T10:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T10:40:33.063+02:00</updated><title type='text'>just another day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/1/11/Tabasco_sauce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 122px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px" height="379" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/1/11/Tabasco_sauce.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being as i spent so long without posting, I shall make it up to my blog, and myself, with the lamest most odd updates ever- because I missed it =P&lt;br /&gt;So last night I worked for around 3 hours max, then joanna and I had a drink and shared a bowl of chips whilst "watching the game". We sat down and ordered the chips together with a heavenly angel (strawberries, banana, ice etc hehe) for jo and a silky stocking for me (chocolate, tequila, cream bla bla bla). Two very delicious drinks (except I don't like banana so I can't really call the heavenly angel delicious). As they slowly arrived at our table *story mode* darren, the barman, was just staring at us- immediate reaction; something's wrong with our drinks XD&lt;br /&gt;So we figured out what extra ingredient came with both of them.. Whilst mine was a little hidden message "ara tisker cassa" pinned to the garnish, joanna's was somewhat nastier- but I ended up getting the full dose &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Tabasco. Not too tasty =P&lt;br /&gt;I mean I was quite reluctant to have the first sip knowing that it would be all bananay and the taste would just stick in my mouth like a horrid medicine, but I never expected that burning sensation XD talk about an unexpected attack haha! So, yeah, that's it really.&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda like when you fall for temptation I guess, it seems so appealing and then wow- in your face. That's what the devil does, he's so charming, so sexy, yet so dangerous. And like in my case, knowing that I wouldn't like it i took a sip anyway. It's like accepting sin even when we know it's wrong, knowing that we will have to face consequences in the end, but not realising just how bad they really will be.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and jumping to a totally different picture, I have to apply at naxxar on wednesday.. not fair!! I enjoyed being schooless for the second summer in a row, I can't believe I'm going to second year and not going back to junior collage is pretty damn weird.. But I get to spend more time with my pumpkin *finally* God I missed being at school with kris. And obviously I get to be at school with ed and pete etc etc etcccc. How grand. So once again I'll be like a little cheerio floating amongst many anothers in a bowl of milk *staring down at my own bowl of milky cheerios* so alone, yet so surrounded. Hopefully I'll find a future destination this year, keep praying- that's the key.&lt;br /&gt;Well if anyone bothered to read this, well done =P&lt;br /&gt;God bless you all ^^&lt;br /&gt;*happy birthday chrissy ahhhh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-4920522496360469893?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/4920522496360469893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=4920522496360469893' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/4920522496360469893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/4920522496360469893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-another-day.html' title='just another day'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-3830266813838774520</id><published>2008-08-31T01:41:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T02:56:20.814+02:00</updated><title type='text'>"the grass is greener, the toilets are cleaner; this is Soul Survivor"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SLnpJA2Z30I/AAAAAAAAASE/pyvlrlF-7GE/s1600-h/IMG_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240475982478565186" style="CURSOR: hand" height="172" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SLnpJA2Z30I/AAAAAAAAASE/pyvlrlF-7GE/s320/IMG_0099.JPG" width="217" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello world!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok so I had a problem with being able to blog before, kinda like a blogging blockage? Not that my pc wasn't letting me, or I had nothing to blog about, but I would be staring at my monitor for ages just wishing I was blogging but I just couldn't. Does is make any sense to any one? Well, as odd as it may sound, it &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; honest to goodness what really happened =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, soul survivor was amazing (as expected). A total renewal all over again, as if my tank was being refilled with the Holy Spirit, wooo totally on fire for God =D I didn't keep my daily diary thing haha and I didn't go to all the talks and I didn't manage to do everything that I planned on doing but wow, from the moment we arrived it was awesome- even the coach ride wasn't too boring =O &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On arriving at soul survivor and putting our stuff down and switching tents cos the zips were broken (teehee) I went to do my hour of aloneness running around but ended up giving miguel a guided tour and ended up venturing into the big top and be present for sam parker's sound check *melt!!* ahhh awesome, honestly! God's presence was so intense even with just the band/sound teem (plus mig and I haha) being there, just let myself worship for a couple of minutes and then ran away, oh and in the meantime getting a milkshake and giant milky buttons haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The week helped me to (get to know myself better together with people on a different level..) realise things, it was a total wake up call and just snapped me into reality. We met some amazing people, old and new which is really cool =) ahhh and we got to "explore" the place this year being as we were pretty far off from everything haha! I had my supply of things to live on (mecrocaine, islamoos, ventolin, diet coke and milky buttons &gt;.&lt;) so that was pretty cool having a stash in my bag/by my side all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SLnnrjlK2EI/AAAAAAAAAR8/N6g6Pv9p1Kc/s1600-h/IMG_0406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240474376893814850" style="CURSOR: hand" height="198" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SLnnrjlK2EI/AAAAAAAAAR8/N6g6Pv9p1Kc/s320/IMG_0406.JPG" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ended up being totally shattered both emotionally and physically (no voice all week and my asthma was playing up and yeah, I was in pain =P) but in being so realised how beautiful it is. Somethings were hard to face up to and being myself I didn't manage to let go completely until thursday night/friday morning. But even though I was holding back everything was so amazing. Going there and knowing what was instore for me made it exciting in such a different way to last year and being there was just like finally exhaling after holding my breath for mintues, that kind of satisfactory release- that's probably the best way to describe it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't plan on explaining soul survivor and I'm not going to, but I do want to share something..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coming back down to malta was hell for me, all over again. Just as going back up was so fulfilling, coming back here was like a dark grey cloud looming overhead. But I experienced something I didn't expect to when I was back here, y4j- in a different light. Not that it was different in any way, but being back into a community that, fine maybe wasn't as ready as the 11,000 people up in soul survivor, but &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; ready to worship the Lord gave me comfort and the same kind of "spiritual high" that I got in soul survivor, that was all that I needed after a week of being drowned in Jesusness =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And as ben told me, this is the best part- the evangelising ^^ God's fire burns inside and, don't know abut you guys, but doesn't let me keep it in. The world should know about God and His love. I've been blessed with knowing the Lord, why should I be selfish and keep it to myself? I feel as if I need to run to every corner of the earth to tell of the Grace that has saved my soul, liften my sorrows and healed my pain- guys, He's saved us, don't you just feel like you'll explode if you don't tell the world the Jesus lives (hillsong rule hehe!) ??!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhh it feels so good to be alive in His Spirit!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and seeing starfield live was incredbile too!! Talk about worship- wooohoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SLnmSDfpjeI/AAAAAAAAAR0/Wef3TYgtILs/s1600-h/IMG_0240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240472839272369634" style="CURSOR: hand" height="196" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SLnmSDfpjeI/AAAAAAAAAR0/Wef3TYgtILs/s320/IMG_0240.JPG" width="277" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still pretty damn confused about my future =\ to be 1000% honest, the only thing I can really see myself doing is evangelising and living to bring Jesus into the lives of so many people, but is that God's plan? I'm not sure, that's for me to eventually find out. Hopefully soon but all I can really do is pray..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that's my update I'm guessing. I mean I could go on about nearly overdosing and how I could have died multiple times at soul survivor and back here in malta and have been on steroids and antibiotics and nebulisers, sprays, syrups ladida- but no, I'd rather not- I'm alive and that's what matters =D Then there was maxine's lime part which was grand I must admit even though I wasn't aloud to dance/exert myself out of risk of a heart attack but anyways XD and then, reef rythms.. Now that was good =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's just say that it was more of a success than harmonic shake (last year's "concert"- is it?) us, together with cedarhouse and salt performed at the westin dragonara. Anyways, God totally led us through and everything, apparently, turned out amazingly well!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SLnk9CY8A6I/AAAAAAAAARs/WtUr_h7Ur_I/s1600-h/n525335564_4163586_5095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240471378686903202" style="CURSOR: hand" height="204" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SLnk9CY8A6I/AAAAAAAAARs/WtUr_h7Ur_I/s320/n525335564_4163586_5095.jpg" width="262" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhhh life is goooood *eternal life is better*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I think that I shall now go up and sleep because I must say I'm pretty tired after a very boring night at work whilst everyone was out having fun teehee =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so glad that I've finally blogged, fine, it's not a good blog at all, but since when does a relatively sick mind function at 2:21am after a night at hanks =P ? Once I've blogged now I'll get back into the routine, I know myself =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good night and God bless you all (expecially if you bothered to read this, kidding hehe!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh oh, and happy birthday to romina and luisa =D&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/8289120425308061707-3830266813838774520?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/3830266813838774520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=3830266813838774520' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/3830266813838774520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/3830266813838774520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/08/grass-is-greener-toilets-are-cleaner.html' title='&quot;the grass is greener, the toilets are cleaner; this is Soul Survivor&quot;'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SLnpJA2Z30I/AAAAAAAAASE/pyvlrlF-7GE/s72-c/IMG_0099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-240302141974256825</id><published>2008-08-10T19:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T20:32:10.613+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Soul Survivor, here we come!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SJ8zNDnSGwI/AAAAAAAAARk/ARgESUsle6s/s1600-h/100_5687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232957591429192450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SJ8zNDnSGwI/AAAAAAAAARk/ARgESUsle6s/s320/100_5687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And finally the time is approaching, the moment we've all been waiting for.. Are you ready for this? Well, here it comes- ladies and gentlemen, SOUL SURVIVOR!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhhhhhhhh! I can't believe it, honestly. I mean, we started counting down at 231 days (I think) and now we'll be on the plane in less than 12 hours =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, I'm going home =) The idea of being back there just makes me smile so so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As expected, I'm "ultra mega superly excited for soul survivor *TOMORROW* yeyy!!" (quoted off my facebook haha) but it's a totally different excitment to last year's. I know exactly what I'm going in for, so it's not like the place is going to be new, even though we're at the opposite side of the campsite this year which would be a grand experience, but I know how it helped to strengthen my faith and how amazing it is to just be living with so many people all for the same reason- GOD. I can be myself and there are no judmental looks are passed my way- everyone's free and diversity rules!! The idea of going back to something that I enjoyed so much last year excites me so so much. To be able to marvel in God's presence back in a field/tent in somerset, all soggy and smothered in mud, is different due to the change in (weather lol) environment. All the green and wetness, everything is so lush ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok I'm tired so my wording isn't too grand so it's going to be boring to read so I might as well just shut up hehe..&lt;/div&gt;I just can't CAN'T wait to be there, praising God's name with all of my heart and soul and just giving my everything, just letting go once again. It's easier to be so free and open over there because it's totally sincere, desperately praying that y4j becomes that selfless one day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I'll be praying for you all and please pray for us =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still have to finish packing and go to the chapel and like, sleep =P Which is actually something good because that means that this afternoon after work I finally decided what to take up and to start packing- typical rache x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See you all when we come back I guess, we'll all "be changed" as soul survivor itself states and share our experiences and encounters with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hoped to be asleep by around 10, but apparently I won't be once it's half eight and I still have things to do but yeah, it's fine! I probably won't but I'd like to sleep by 11 to get a good five hour's sleep before waking up at 4 to 3 hours on a plane and another 3 on a coach to get to royal bath and west showground- shepton mallet =D (it sounds so great hehe!!) ahhhh can't wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So nature calls (teehee) and so does millenium chapel hehe so I'm off..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See most of you soon and to the rest:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God bless you all guys, keep praising =) !! xxxx&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SJ8y608q6UI/AAAAAAAAARc/6010E6say2E/s1600-h/IMG_5028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232957278254721346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SJ8y608q6UI/AAAAAAAAARc/6010E6say2E/s320/IMG_5028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8289120425308061707-240302141974256825?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/240302141974256825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=240302141974256825' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/240302141974256825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/240302141974256825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/08/soul-survivor-here-we-come.html' title='Soul Survivor, here we come!!'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SJ8zNDnSGwI/AAAAAAAAARk/ARgESUsle6s/s72-c/100_5687.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-7005388274497597815</id><published>2008-08-02T17:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:52:29.023+01:00</updated><title type='text'>living at kris =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SJSL50zY3vI/AAAAAAAAARU/t-8oNiVLWsc/s1600-h/n519428315_783893_785.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229958892826975986" style="CURSOR: hand" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SJSL50zY3vI/AAAAAAAAARU/t-8oNiVLWsc/s320/n519428315_783893_785.jpg" width="223" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world, I'm back at home..&lt;br /&gt;SO these past few days at kris' house rocked! But like seriously, rocked! Ahh it's so great to just live with a group of insane people that you really really reeeeeally love with all of your heart haha. =)&lt;br /&gt;So the party on wednesday was great, I was dead tired though. I managed about an hour sleep before bio private lessons but after the party we didn't sleep iether (I slept for nearly an hour actually until I got woken up with by weird sentence and bloody fart spray XD) so by 4am we were all singing to singstar on ps2 and laughing and all, but all in all we weren't making tooooo much sound, that is until kris and I decided that it would be funny to imitate charlie bartlet (great film, a must see!) and scream out of the balcony at 5:30am just before watching it again for the second time in two nights XD *video on facebook*&lt;br /&gt;Well the neighbours didn't really appreciate our youthfulness and apart from telling us off twice and during the second time treatening to call the police (both times were in broad daylight might I add), they did send the police for us for making noise at 11am.. IN THE MORNING just in case the 'am' is not clear enough =P So yeah, they threatened to take us to court bla bla pretty lame but yeah- a story to tell haha!&lt;br /&gt;We all just spent the day lazing around at kris and then ordered pizza hut and then I went home for a family ikla thing ladidaa. Oh and pete and I made illustrations for our soon to be released book, "how to brush your teeth- for dummies" that can be viewed on karl's facebook haha.&lt;br /&gt;The next morning rob came over just before I was about to shower and run to kai (I always happen to wake up late when I have to go to karla =\ hmm) and after I showered we both walked down to baystreet and back up with his student group and bought groceries and then I went to kai and he went home. Well from her house, after miguel was very impressed with his own heart hehe, kai and I walked to kris and whilst trying to clear up, she managed to break the sink's plumbing XD how psyco is that!?? Fine, then we realised that it wasn't really broken, but on the verge.. but still, kai broke the sink =P&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the mustard seed was amazing once again. Spent some time with stefan and matt and realised that it was much needed, but I'll post about that later when things clear out. And after that, like around EIGHTEEN of us slept at kris loool! Kai took up slightly more than half the bed even though we were three and kicked me in the face lol which was slightly disturbing at first but then I laughed. I don't think her and I would make a good married couple, it's the second time she's beat me up whislt sharing a bed &gt;_O&lt;br /&gt;And by 6:30am we were back to singstar XD Then people started to leave and arrive again and by lunchtime we left pete and karla at home whilst kris, tine, louis and I went to mc donalds and gochi for lunch. And then we ventured back up to san gwann and I left and now I'm here blogging and about to go up and get ready for work..&lt;br /&gt;So these few days, in a nutshell, have been a total blast!! "haha alcohol... haha have u ever... haha pony... haha neighbours... haha police... haha bein taken to court" &lt;- that's on kris' nic on msn, so so true! I mean, if we all lived a life without God and with a lot of money, we'd all be alcoholics! Or most of us.. Not to mention other things (like karla trying to rape me *coughcough* lool), but yeah, we've realised quite a lot in these past few days.&lt;br /&gt;We're just an amazing happy family that God has blessed each other with, and it rocks =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My videos: &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/video/?id=726570832"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/video/?id=726570832&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My photos:&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photos.php?id=726570832&amp;amp;ref=pb"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/photos.php?id=726570832&amp;amp;ref=pb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karl's vidoes: &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/video/?id=519428315"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/video/?id=519428315&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karl's photos: &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photos.php?id=519428315&amp;amp;ref=pb"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/photos.php?id=519428315&amp;amp;ref=pb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are the ones out so far, now maxine, kai and zoe have their's to put up =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-7005388274497597815?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/7005388274497597815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=7005388274497597815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/7005388274497597815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/7005388274497597815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/08/living-at-kris-d.html' title='living at kris =D'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SJSL50zY3vI/AAAAAAAAARU/t-8oNiVLWsc/s72-c/n519428315_783893_785.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-2209710995934721287</id><published>2008-07-30T15:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T15:38:28.204+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi guys, a quick qucik post. So I spent the night at kris with tine and kris and I didn't sleep a wink so now I'm drained from all energy and we have a party in like 5 hours and I have private lessons in an hour and a half so I'm going to try and run up and get some shut eye quickly =\&lt;br /&gt;So I'll update you afterwards, but yey I'm excited, hope it will be fun =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-2209710995934721287?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/2209710995934721287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=2209710995934721287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/2209710995934721287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/2209710995934721287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/07/hi-guys-quick-qucik-post.html' title=''/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-2675993088207910441</id><published>2008-07-27T10:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T15:12:43.024+02:00</updated><title type='text'>back on the rock =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hello world =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I missed you all oh so very very much and even though I've been back here since 2:30am on wednesday morning, the only time I've had at home was spent dismantling and building my wardrobe, sleeping, showering, eating and with people over.. So now I'm finally getting down to blogging whilst amy and vicky are still asleep in the room next door haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, scotland was absolutely amazinggggg! Everything was so green and lush and pure and I could breathe again and the whole place was basically just screaming God's name. Everwhere was just radiating His glory and majesty and ahhhhh much time was spent with me just sitting in that silly blue scenic and just totally awestruck. Fine, I could have killed my family and I did have to stop myself from plotting their end but mainly so that I could live there forever and everrrrrr.. But it that's besides the point =P So I'm back and CAN'T wait to go again =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*amy's alarm just rang for the second time*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh oh and yesterday after watching lord of the rings; the return of the king, my old old old friend zach appeared behind my door!! Kai answered and looked confused and I was just shocked. I knew he was coming to malta but at that point in time he was the last person I expected to see. So that was fun..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ah and I really wanted to take a picture but my camera was off and we were going at like 50(something)m/h but there was 'CHRIST IS ALIVE' graffitied on a wall in scotland =D !!!!!! See guys, we're taking over the world muahahahahahaaaa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*and it rang again!!*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And since I've been back I spent a day at achie with first bio intermediate private lessons ever (it's cool starting something after like over a year again) and back at achie to sleep, a day with zoe and ach just travelling from her to mine to zoe's house and then to the y4j worshops and then to the cassar residence =P a day being a carpenter and then going to mustards and seeing everyone fully again *gleeeeee* =D with achie, kai and debbie sleeping here and us staying out till running around swieqi pv area with rob and mig and confusingness lol and theeen a day making sandwiches (for no reason) and watching lotr and going to work and going out and waking up the next day to blog.. Tadaaaaa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh and I lost my usb and my camera only excepts that one so I'm cameraless cos I have 3gb of photos minus like 19 or something of scotland, yes, I went a bit camera crazy XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Once again another pointless blog =P &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mwaaa God bless you all!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-2675993088207910441?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/2675993088207910441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=2675993088207910441' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/2675993088207910441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/2675993088207910441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello-world-d-i-missed-you-all-oh-so.html' title='back on the rock =)'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-547363828428160587</id><published>2008-07-15T09:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T09:48:20.139+02:00</updated><title type='text'>hello from scotland =)</title><content type='html'>Yoo!&lt;div&gt;I'm at a really cozy guest house in stirling at the moment, king street haha. This is honestly AMAZING!! Talk about beautiful and the weather- beautiful =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying to cut down on taking photos cos of memory space but if worst comes to worst I'll just buy another memory card. Spent the whole day traveling yesterday, from like 9am till 10pm (english time 9pm) in which I managed to sleep for around half an hour and read lots of my bible plus thought and prayed and watched "horbert hears a who" on the plane XD crazy! *but very rache haha*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I can really say is that I'm loving the scenery, it's so lush and green and beauuuuutiful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Traveling to aberfoyle by car today (have to get a car first XD) and spending the night in a lodge thing- how grand =D yeyyyyyy foresty photos on the way &gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm off now, there's a small shoe shop right across my window lol so I'm going to check it out haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God bless!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-547363828428160587?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/547363828428160587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=547363828428160587' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/547363828428160587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/547363828428160587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello-from-scotland.html' title='hello from scotland =)'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-7764964207292606436</id><published>2008-07-13T22:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:52:30.213+01:00</updated><title type='text'>hello nessy?.. or not =P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SHpyjkGwXAI/AAAAAAAAARE/JjQdS3j799w/s1600-h/loch_ness_monster_580x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222612673202510850" style="WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px" height="202" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SHpyjkGwXAI/AAAAAAAAARE/JjQdS3j799w/s320/loch_ness_monster_580x.jpg" width="185" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SHpza6315VI/AAAAAAAAARM/Vu1jou_zltw/s1600-h/AC_0000306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222613624206779730" style="WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px" height="201" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SHpza6315VI/AAAAAAAAARM/Vu1jou_zltw/s320/AC_0000306.jpg" width="203" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Hi guys!&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow I fly to scotland with my family (oh the joy =P) and will remain enjoying the pretty lush greeness for the following 8 days =D I messaged paul (my ex scottish boss) and yes I must say, I really do miss him and will for like, well, a long time I guess. But no, it's not the end haha!So we're travelling up scotland and my plan is to fill my camera's memory card to the brim and in doing so capture a good shot of the non exsistant lochness monster- wish me luck =P haha yeah right..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up this morning and decided it was about time to see what to take with me and it actually took pretty long =\ I have no clue how some people can plan their wardrobe out for the upcoming week every week. I nearly went insane doing it for just one holiday! But anyway..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kris and I had to sing/play for mass today- ouch. Morning/no voice and no songs in mind= blehh lool but yeah, Jesus still loves us ^^ and then we went to exiles and well, I left cos I acted like a fool but I couldn't really control myself but I won't get into that and I came home and stared and packed and read and stared whilst everyone is out and I'm here at home laughing with leon on msn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that's my current situation. See, I'm not excited for tomorrow, which is really odd once I want to study in scotland. Maybe it's cos we're not visiting aberdeen (university of aberdeen is my goal at the moment) and we're not spending much time in edinbrugh. Don't get me wrong, taking photos of the isle of skye and loch lomod etc will be fun but like, I don't know. I guess I'm to psyced to go back to soul survivor =\ which isn't a bad thing at all, but I wish I was slightly more excited to go to scotland.. I mean, it's scotland!! I've always wanted to go and now it's like another night at home.. what's wrong with me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm, eight days with my parents and sister.. Excluding the two hours in the maltese airport and one hour in mancester, we're stuck together in a confinded place for three hours on a plane and five hours on a train right after it- that's probably a big input to me not being too estatic =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully I'll get into it when I arrive =) viva my ipod and my bible eh ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that's it guys, I'll miss you all loads..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God bless and take care and keep praying =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and there's the outreach next week too, so pray for them =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And a big well done to all you Olevelers for doing so so well, I'm so proud of you my chickens. Sure the As did well too =) and first years haha!! Good night!! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-7764964207292606436?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/7764964207292606436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=7764964207292606436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/7764964207292606436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/7764964207292606436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello-nessy-or-not-p.html' title='hello nessy?.. or not =P'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SHpyjkGwXAI/AAAAAAAAARE/JjQdS3j799w/s72-c/loch_ness_monster_580x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-3595233103154869361</id><published>2008-07-10T01:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:52:30.369+01:00</updated><title type='text'>an update..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SHXrt__P-YI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Be6-HVTBUaM/s1600-h/Cadbury_Curly_Wurly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221338518509320578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SHXrt__P-YI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Be6-HVTBUaM/s320/Cadbury_Curly_Wurly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hii!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok I'm real tired at the moment so bare with me =P I'm sitting here eating a curly wurly that I found in the fridge and it's brougth back so many memories of being young and being over the moon when I saw one in a shop. Same thing happened at dreggs (soul survivor) when I saw one and bought it without any hesitation whatsoever. The truth is, it isn't even too amazing but it's kinda significant I guess. More like sentimental.. I'm falling asleep..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talking about falling asleep. I didn't manage to sleep before monday night so I actually started dozing off at the social for a while &gt;.&lt; (Ok I saved this and went to bed cos I actually did just flop onto my keyboard lol) It really was a fun night, slightly weird at a point (lool) but quite funny, so thanks sam =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday we went to exiles and laughed about the former night and then walked to gelateria to get alift to sam for band and thennn, we had worship team and when we were done paul and I walked to pembroke together with sean and ivan who stopped in san gwann whilst we ventured into the valley on our own, like two cousins on an outrageous adventure =D haha and paul actually accused me of decieving him =O how offensive cousin =P but we parted ways at the traffic lights near luxol and he went to drea and I went to amy to meet her and paula. Yes yes, 'twas a good night ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next day I woke up at like eightish and was messaging together with dozing off and waking up for about two hours and then I prayed and thought and read and at 12pm, finally, amy awoke from her beauty sleep &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;div&gt;I blowdried bett's hair for her social and in the meanwhile ended up chemically straightening sam's hair (stinking the cassar residance as if we were in world war two) and laughing loads and loads.. And then, I ran to work cos I was late and my mum's car died on her &gt;.&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's about it guys, God bless!!&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/8289120425308061707-3595233103154869361?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/3595233103154869361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=3595233103154869361' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/3595233103154869361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/3595233103154869361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/07/update.html' title='an update..'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SHXrt__P-YI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Be6-HVTBUaM/s72-c/Cadbury_Curly_Wurly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-5125773793383379917</id><published>2008-07-07T15:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:52:30.981+01:00</updated><title type='text'>a taste of the future ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SHIgYHmQkUI/AAAAAAAAAQs/2DYuBv4fE_0/s1600-h/IMG_0932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220270516804292930" style="WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px" height="188" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SHIgYHmQkUI/AAAAAAAAAQs/2DYuBv4fE_0/s320/IMG_0932.JPG" width="214" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220269605862693394" style="WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px" height="241" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SHIfjGE22hI/AAAAAAAAAQk/q7MCIlqm4Q8/s320/IMG_0927.JPG" width="233" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow, I havn't blogged in a while hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So last night we crashed bev's house just as we had done two summers ago when her parents were in gozo. I think that this year we were 29 in all. We watched "I am Legend" and whilst I was trying to watch a film that I had really enjoyed watching on a big screen, brooks was busy telling everyone what was about to happen and giving reasons that they would get to know throughout the film- grrrrrrrrr =P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kitchen was literally like being back in henry j beans kitchen whilst we were cooking pizza after pizza and the rest of the group were all flopped all over bev's living room enjoying the comfort of an ac haha. When the place started to empty out we decided to play uno with an extra rule thanks to sam &gt;.&lt;&gt; &lt;div&gt;But through all the noise and wii and excess amounts of "that's not my name", at like 2:30am, everyone who wasn't sleeping over left. Bev, achie, tine, maxine, philippa, larissa, lara jo and I remained dancing and singing to chipmunked versions of songs, laughing and having some girl talk XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ended up "sleeping" for less than ten minutes and at 6:50am, maxine achie and lara jo decided that it was a good time to cook some pasta with red sauce and feta cheese- AT 6:50AM = *blehhhhh* !!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, insane.. But anyways..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Phil left first and then achie and after brushing my teeth in the bide (I don't do french- it's that little ass washing thing near the toilet usually XD), tine and I walked to peter calamatta gardens (lool) and then to uni and then caught a bus to valletta to meet amy (who came an hour late haha) and anyways then tine left and amy and I bussed it down to meet paula and then I went home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I just wanted to point out something. Whilst we were chucked on the sofa sam pointed it out that this is what we'll be doing when we're older. Chilling at eachother's houses every other day and staying there till late and probably sleeping over all the time- how great is that?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhhh I love our group ^^ it's so grand to have good clean fun, just makes me smile *gleeee* =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I think I shall try and sleep for an hour and decide what to wear for the social tonight &gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God bless you all and good night.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SHIhF498wBI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/tLq4k3g6Mwc/s1600-h/IMG_0911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220271303151108114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SHIhF498wBI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/tLq4k3g6Mwc/s320/IMG_0911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8289120425308061707-5125773793383379917?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/5125773793383379917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=5125773793383379917' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/5125773793383379917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/5125773793383379917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/07/taste-of-future.html' title='a taste of the future ^^'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SHIgYHmQkUI/AAAAAAAAAQs/2DYuBv4fE_0/s72-c/IMG_0932.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-2600009402003456284</id><published>2008-07-03T08:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T08:50:28.824+02:00</updated><title type='text'>band meeting</title><content type='html'>Hello again.&lt;br /&gt;So last night we had a proper band meeting after a long time cos of exams and stuff. And by proper, as in, nearly everyone was there except pete naudi who's abroad and ivan who had work. Well, it was great teehee. I missed it, loads.&lt;br /&gt;Won't say anything that I shouldn't but we really did laugh together and yes, girls do rock (haha bettinaaaaa) !! We took a couple of silly videos so now bett will probably put them up on our myspace or something (&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/y4jband.com"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/y4jband.com&lt;/a&gt;) and then you can all view our insanity when mixed with mega tiredness and lack of diet coke &gt;.&lt; Well, my lack of diet coke =P&lt;br /&gt;So that's about it really. Please pray for us guys =)&lt;br /&gt;Off for buy some diet coke to take to ed's (brooks') house.. haha not much of a suprise now is it ed- you know what you're getting muahahahahaaaaa =P&lt;br /&gt;God bless you alllllllllll...............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-2600009402003456284?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/2600009402003456284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=2600009402003456284' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/2600009402003456284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/2600009402003456284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/07/band-meeting.html' title='band meeting'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-883277079421769945</id><published>2008-07-01T21:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:52:31.484+01:00</updated><title type='text'>another great day =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SGqRj7suvaI/AAAAAAAAAQU/NckKKDD7Ltk/s1600-h/IMG_1254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218143164768894370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SGqRj7suvaI/AAAAAAAAAQU/NckKKDD7Ltk/s320/IMG_1254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world once again =)&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're all doing swell haha. So yesterday was the y4j bbq. It's the fourth one I've been two =D gahhh I feel so old =P&lt;br /&gt;Rob was ment to come to my house at 8am so I quickly showered and got my stuff at 8am and at 9am, when I saw that he hadn't yet arrived, I called him up. Well, he had just arised from his beauty sleep (lol) and Was about to have a shower. So he came at like 10 and he very kindly accompanied to baystreet so that I could find some beachwear haha *x'ma nhobbokx boy =P*&lt;br /&gt;Anyways we were ment to catch the same bus as zoe and bett but we missed their bus whilst rob was buying pizza and I was buying diet coke haha. So we waited another half hour in which I changed on the bus stop (quite funny really, under my skirt and top etc lol) and got a 645 to mellieha. We got to ghadira and searched for them on the bech amidst all the topless old ladies XD and then we gave up and went to rob's boat house, shopping for liquids and back to the boat house. Then amy and vicky came ot find us and I tried to open the door to show them where the house is an din doing so broke my nail very painfully &gt;.&lt;&gt;_O how silly! Well at like 3 rob caught a bus back home cos he had a lesson so we went back to ghadira and stayed on the beach with all the piling up y4jers =) And we laughed and swam and laughed some more haha great day, honestly.&lt;br /&gt;Then some guys had a bbq on the beach near us so, yes, God provided us with music too! yeaaaaaaah! Jesus rocks!! So whilst we were praising with one guitar and many voices, they were banging to 'paceville music'. And, as expected, people gathered around to see a group of like 100 youths gathered, singing Jesusy songs.. Ahhhh life is good. I obviously swallowed a decent amount of sand thanks to sam =P who by the way managed 3 pushups with me laying down on him before I fell off- b'sahhtu t-tifel ehh! Kai and I got to speak for a while which was amusing haha I love that little spoilt one =P Cara wanted to create a disco in the sea haha. Paul got mistaken to be me by his scream &gt;.&lt; (it must be a 'gatt' thing haha!! yey cousins ^^) I think that's about it. It was a great day of good clean fun and I really enjoyed it =) And that's what I've realised- days that are focused on God really do rock! I mean, they end up being amazing without any effort whatsoever! &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SGqSknt8CjI/AAAAAAAAAQc/5kI65oJOYFw/s1600-h/IMG_1045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218144276096748082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SGqSknt8CjI/AAAAAAAAAQc/5kI65oJOYFw/s320/IMG_1045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah saturday was real fun too =) I really wanted to go to bjs for the live worship but when I actually got down to walking down I saw them all at amigos and realised that I was too late =( oh well.. We had a real fun time being us four girls, making friends and laughing/joking around with scottish footie players and all, it was a fun fun night =D Maria's a sweetie and all I can say is "feel the rush- ohhhhhhhhh" lool, the girls will understand haha =D !! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And today I spent a day with the guys from work taking the piss at hanks, mc donalds, gajet, andrews bar, arena, the games room and the roof of baystreet.. pretty funny all in all. And now I'm home, bored, blogging and bugging someone muahahaha whilst the group all went to uni to play basket ball. Oh and I realised that Bs are everywhere.. Look at the sentence above- Bored Blogging Bugging Basket Ball- weird!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok I'll shut up now =P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good night and God bless you all!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep praying ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-883277079421769945?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/883277079421769945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=883277079421769945' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/883277079421769945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/883277079421769945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/07/another-great-day.html' title='another great day =)'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SGqRj7suvaI/AAAAAAAAAQU/NckKKDD7Ltk/s72-c/IMG_1254.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-7685951182179792575</id><published>2008-06-26T09:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:52:32.189+01:00</updated><title type='text'>isle of mtv</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SGNLdomA3kI/AAAAAAAAAQE/_IP9Tk_sU6Q/s1600-h/IMG_1000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SGNLdomA3kI/AAAAAAAAAQE/_IP9Tk_sU6Q/s320/IMG_1000.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216095765910314562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello once again..&lt;br /&gt;So last ight was isle of mtv.. ha. Ok we arrived at like 5 and were right at the fron to run in like a group of losers and it reminded me of soul survivor =D *ahhhh* And the kooks were doing their soundcheck and I was dreaming about us perhaps soundchecking on a big stage like that to thousands of Christians.. But yes, when we did run to the front we didnt exactly get to the front but with everyone pushing we got pretty damn close. Like forth row or something. Mike was hilarious, he brought cherry plums and cards and we all had water and steffy had wet her hair before but yes, we were insane. And then these three guys cam out of nowhere just literally shoving people out of the way and if any of us told them something (including me) they'd have a totally maleducated reply, for example spitting a huge bila at my foot which lucky I managed to dodge.. stupid animalistic losers. But nevermind, pray for them.. Other then loads of sweat and hair and absolutely disgusting people around us, yes we had fun. I mean, what was that lady gaga!? Maaaaa music these days, so disturbing. "I wanna take a ride on the disco stick" YUK!! Anyways, we laughed at the way she expected everyone to love her when like no one knew her songs =\ But anyways..&lt;br /&gt;Then.. ONE REPUBLIC *mellltttttttt*&lt;br /&gt;Wow, that was awesome! It was his birthday and I started 'singing' (more like screaming) happy birthday and then we all did and all the "front people" ended up but he ignored us =P I could literally see the shine in his amazing blue eyes.. wow. Haha it's like I never saw a hot singer live before- NOT!! I mean look at sam parker *mega melt = puddle of rache on floor causing people to slip* ahhhh I just CAN'T wait for soul survivor any longer!! And after melting at one rebublic a fight started (including the camera guy that was filming andrew's face &gt;.&lt;) so mike, chanelle, andrew and I tried to avoid it and went to find most of our group all the way back near the control tower. But some loser started a fight with lanfranco cos he "pushed" his girlfriend. God, what savages! I mean, you're moving against the current and obviously you're going to move people slightly. But nooo miss princess gets her big boyfriend to hit mike =\ luckily the people around us and his girlfriend ended up pulling him back. But I just get why we have to be so bloody aggressive! Anyways, pray for them too =P&lt;br /&gt;We went to burger king and paul met us and then people atrted to come and I went back with cathy danelle and kelly to watch the kooks =D we met the whole group and really laughed =) Then just before n.e.r.d. gerry and vicky got hungry so we went back to burger king. When we returned n.e.r.d. were still playing and I met neil (guy from work, thought he was gerry taking a photo of me from behind so I posed XD and then realised- what a loser =P !) And then we had to walk to msida church to get a lift with gerry's sister haha how hilarious. Gerry got the key stuck in the car booth and anyway vicky and I were praying and it came out and we got home safely ^^&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a good night I guess, confusing but fun. I only missed enrique when we went to burger king the first time, but I wasn't there for him in the least, so I didn't really mind. Yes that's my isle of mtv update. The photos will be facebooked soon but not for now cos I'm off to blue bar and then back home for a meeting at hanks.&lt;br /&gt;Keep praying for all these people for inner peace guys, they're so tied up in anger =| God bless you all =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SGNLzikljiI/AAAAAAAAAQM/3m3MGkDhW4M/s1600-h/IMG_1092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SGNLzikljiI/AAAAAAAAAQM/3m3MGkDhW4M/s320/IMG_1092.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216096142250839586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-7685951182179792575?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/7685951182179792575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=7685951182179792575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/7685951182179792575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/7685951182179792575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/06/isle-of-mtv.html' title='isle of mtv'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SGNLdomA3kI/AAAAAAAAAQE/_IP9Tk_sU6Q/s72-c/IMG_1000.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-403857328313814157</id><published>2008-06-23T09:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:52:32.314+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ciao ciao italia.. =(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SF9Tloi-YMI/AAAAAAAAAP8/j8IEShGxOkk/s1600-h/azzurri_euro2008_donadoni.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SF9Tloi-YMI/AAAAAAAAAP8/j8IEShGxOkk/s320/azzurri_euro2008_donadoni.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214978799522701506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uff what a night =\ we lost, we're going home.. ciao ciao italia =(&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, all in all, not a good day at work XD tables booked and confused and stupid italian men not wanting to get up from a table that was booked after they didn't book.. maaa! Anyways, all was sorted out. And after spending half time and another half hour after in the kitchen wiping cutlery I went back out and tried to keep my eyes on one of the 9 tvs and 2 big screens at hanks &gt;.&lt; And well, when penalties were up.. I was not quiet XD I actually was shouting at one of the supervisors and basically telling him to GO AWAY AND GET A LIFE AND LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!!! Yeah, and I wasn't the only one &gt;_O We got to use a foghorn when we scored and saved but some others used it when we lost, and I looked like an emo &gt;.&lt; I seriously plonked myself on the bar and stayed all depressed with javier (the bar man =P) and we both actually considered crying together- which made me laugh haha.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, life goes on, Jesus still defeated the devil so that's the only real win I need =D &lt;br /&gt;Tine's arrived safely in france by the way, please pray for her, her ears are killing her =| Ahhh what an amazing experience =)&lt;br /&gt;Ok I think that I shall go and have my breakfast, coffee or water lool, cos I don't like eating in the morning. So here's my good bye..&lt;br /&gt;BYE ITALY I STILL LOVE YOU AND YOU'RE STILL CHAMPIONS OF THE WORLD =D GLEEEE *funny, cos this would never effect them XD*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-403857328313814157?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/403857328313814157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=403857328313814157' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/403857328313814157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/403857328313814157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/06/ciao-ciao-italia.html' title='ciao ciao italia.. =('/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SF9Tloi-YMI/AAAAAAAAAP8/j8IEShGxOkk/s72-c/azzurri_euro2008_donadoni.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-5491688021843188809</id><published>2008-06-22T11:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:52:32.488+01:00</updated><title type='text'>there's nothing better =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SF4ZpTiUsZI/AAAAAAAAAP0/c4Ct5tG4IQA/s1600-h/n657640244_3281302_7484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SF4ZpTiUsZI/AAAAAAAAAP0/c4Ct5tG4IQA/s320/n657640244_3281302_7484.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214633615951180178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello!!&lt;br /&gt;So I'm sitting here, alone at home, in a bikini, eating half a bowl of fruit and fibre and listening to planet shakers really loud XD yeahhhh feels like summer ^^&lt;br /&gt;Ok the alone is due to the fact that my family ran off to a sandy beach early in the morning. Thankfully I slept through the whole confusion but tine (who slept here last night) got to experience my sister and mum panicing and my dad completely oblivious to them and just impressed at how much women can make a big deal out of things XD so they left like 10 mins before I woke up (that was like 9am so they were out pretty damn early) and won't be back till late I guess, but I'll be at work. The bikini part is kind of weird. I don't really know what happened but I had to send a message and I had just put on my bikini and once I'm alone I was like, "no one's here so I'm fine" and remained on the pc XD Half a bowl of fruit and fibre, hmmmm. See for around 3 months a bowl of fruit of fibre was like my source of energy, and when I stock up on a certain something, I get kinda sick of it. But I really felt like cereal and it was either fruit and fibre or weetos (who on earth chooses cereal in this house?!) so I chose the tastier one hehe. And half, because there only was enough for half a bowl &gt;.&lt; So my plan of action is to, eventually, buy my own cereal XD and I'm eating it pretty slowly so it's becoming soggy XD and I'm using a teaspoon cos I used it for coffee earlier on and didn't feel like getting another spoon out *LAZY- most deffinately a symptom of summerness =P* Now, the loud planet shakers is just fun XD I've been listening to them since thursday lool, I remembered how full of goodness their songs are. And just as one of the songs says, "there's nothng better".&lt;br /&gt;There is NOTHING better.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus loves me and He's got me covered and I have my health (most of it haha) and I have my family and friends =D What on earth could be better? Really? I have everything that I need and wooooo this summer is going to ROCK!! &lt;br /&gt;There's so so much to say about the last two days but nothing really important. Let's just say that friday was fun and the y4j meeting last night was amazing!! I mean, I GOT TO WATCH LORD OF THE RINGS AT Y4J lool and when they stopped it (cos it was just a small piece) I shouted out "NO!!" and then everyone laughed and I felt embarrassed XD ahhhh life is good life is good..&lt;br /&gt;Say it, come on- life IS good!&lt;br /&gt;When you're in pain, alone, upset, hurt, angry, happy, sad, joyful, excited, estatic, anything- even just emotionless- say it and mean it.. LIFE IS GOOOOOOOD =D&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the picture is me on friday with nicola's dress, I stole it XD and I like it haha I shall try and purchase one (preferably black but the whiteness is cute haha)&lt;br /&gt;And now I shall love you all and leave one.&lt;br /&gt;And remember, there's nothing better then having Jesus *gleeeeeeeeee* =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-5491688021843188809?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/5491688021843188809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=5491688021843188809' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/5491688021843188809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/5491688021843188809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/06/theres-nothing-better.html' title='there&apos;s nothing better =)'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SF4ZpTiUsZI/AAAAAAAAAP0/c4Ct5tG4IQA/s72-c/n657640244_3281302_7484.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-3570002992014515462</id><published>2008-06-19T19:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:52:33.217+01:00</updated><title type='text'>*SUMMER*</title><content type='html'>Hello world once again =)&lt;br /&gt;Ok so my summer has officially started =D&lt;br /&gt;After school I caught the bus to spain (barakudas in xemxija) and spent an afternoon with a few of my lovelies and really enjoyed it. Oh and LOL amy and I had a green chicken burger &gt;.&lt; GREEEEEEEN!!!! Bleh =P&lt;br /&gt;We took a couple of photos of bett and I. The idea was to get the contrasting blondeness with my black.. Didn't really work out but here's kinda what it looked like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SFqfKyCyI7I/AAAAAAAAAPk/ACl1MbXVIls/s1600-h/IMG_0863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SFqfKyCyI7I/AAAAAAAAAPk/ACl1MbXVIls/s320/IMG_0863.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213654526215726002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SFtVEZSfu5I/AAAAAAAAAPs/FG2ee3l3EiM/s1600-h/IMG_0867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SFtVEZSfu5I/AAAAAAAAAPs/FG2ee3l3EiM/s320/IMG_0867.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213854527607782290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I got slightly burned which, funnily enough, I'm happy with. See, usually I run away from the sun or never have the patience to sunbath. But today I wanted to relax so I lay down on my black towel and soaked it all up =) and read my bible haha. &lt;br /&gt;Then bett amy and I caught a 652 (I think) and in just outside mediterraneo we hear a big *pfffffffffffffffff* and the bus driver pulled over and went to check his tyer XD how oh so silly.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and this morning whilst I was walking to the bus stop I realised that I'm being myself again =) and I said *to myself in my head* "I missed me" and suddenly this white peuguot just about RAN ME OVER!! And I was like "ahh!! I'd miss me more if I were dead" and giggled aloud to myself X) &lt;br /&gt;I'm off to meet drea, mike and ivan and all the rest who end up coming down after intercession team and playing basket ball (rob's crazy idea) to watch the match and chill ^^&lt;br /&gt;God bless you all!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm praying gleeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-3570002992014515462?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/3570002992014515462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=3570002992014515462' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/3570002992014515462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/3570002992014515462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/06/summer.html' title='*SUMMER*'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SFqfKyCyI7I/AAAAAAAAAPk/ACl1MbXVIls/s72-c/IMG_0863.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-7940844441585867375</id><published>2008-06-18T23:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T23:52:01.303+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello world =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to get some shut eye to get some good sleep before my last exam *histroy of art* and then start off my summer =D&lt;br /&gt;So I really don't have much to say.. It was a , well, different weekend (haha what a way to put it &gt;.&lt; silly me) and I've learned a couple of things.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and on friday I  got my nails done with my darlings (amy and vicky) for free ^^ so that was great hehe.&lt;br /&gt;I'm clueless and tired cos I spent a whole day doing my art project and my head is spinning from all the paint that I inhaled =P&lt;br /&gt;Good night my fellow aliens, God bless you and talk to you again.. IN SUMMER =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-7940844441585867375?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/7940844441585867375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=7940844441585867375' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/7940844441585867375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/7940844441585867375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/06/hello-world-im-about-to-get-some-shut.html' title=''/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-787597848181763264</id><published>2008-06-10T17:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:52:33.398+01:00</updated><title type='text'>origami?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SE6uYpD0QiI/AAAAAAAAAPc/7l7ogqCUnig/s1600-h/origami+swam+by+rache+and+mina+%5E%5E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SE6uYpD0QiI/AAAAAAAAAPc/7l7ogqCUnig/s320/origami+swam+by+rache+and+mina+%5E%5E.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210293557276197410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world =)&lt;br /&gt;So I'm on the phone with rob at the moment I just told him about my day, and whilst his singing to me haha, I decided to blog =D&lt;br /&gt;Ok so this morning my mum came to wake me up at 7am so then by half seven I'd be at the gym but I told my mum that I couldn't go cos I said that had a headache but in actual fact I had to go to mina but I couldn't think in the morning XD&lt;br /&gt;So I went to mina at like 8:30am and we tried to study but failed and ended up doing origami instead XD for those of you who, like me this morning, don't know what origami is, it is the art of folding paper. Quite hard actually =\ But we've realised that I have a new found talent lool or maybe not but I managed to create most of a swan (obviously with the help of mina) and then mina made a helmet, a boat and a something (forgot what it's called) it's the small cricket thing in mulan &gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;And then we went to michela after quite a funny phonecall with her, it went something like this:&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT ARE YOU DOING AT ROMINA'S HOUSE? she has to study rache!! wait- you have engineering drawing AAAHHHHH!"&lt;br /&gt;Haha, crazy girl =)&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm home and adjusting my brain and have reached a verdict..&lt;br /&gt;Fail: engineering drawing AND physics = do second year at naxxar and change e/d to religion and physics to biology.&lt;br /&gt;Fail: physics = do resit and pass and do second jear at junior collage and change e/d to religion and physics to biology.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, simple decision but hard to make cos even though we don't do anything and it sucks- I love my school- it's insane and I got used to it.&lt;br /&gt;See, I usually keave my studying for the last week bla bla even though I would try and try to study before but this year I did nothing all year round and I've been really distracted with everything. So, yeah, wasted a year but it's ok; Jesus loves me =)&lt;br /&gt;After tomorrow I have a week to study systems, HOA and do my art project- should be passable.&lt;br /&gt;And back to origami, the few papers we used were all crushed and crimpled cos we tried to make jumping frogs and sea horses and elephants and fish but we didn't manage. But that's how life is. We try and try again but it's just not right, so we move on. And when the next thing doesn't work out it doesn't matter- keep going; stay strong! So I am that little, frail piece of paper and God is making all these origamis out of me until He finds the one that suits me perfectly =D what a genious ^^&lt;br /&gt;God bless you all and keep praying!!&lt;br /&gt;(By the way, the picture is the actual swan we, through pain blood and sweat (lol yeah right), produced XD yeaaah!!! Origami pros in the making woohooo!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-787597848181763264?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/787597848181763264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=787597848181763264' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/787597848181763264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/787597848181763264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/06/origami.html' title='origami?'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SE6uYpD0QiI/AAAAAAAAAPc/7l7ogqCUnig/s72-c/origami+swam+by+rache+and+mina+%5E%5E.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-8964384993869218650</id><published>2008-06-08T19:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:52:33.630+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SEwoD2c67oI/AAAAAAAAAPU/oVRgcrUeYEA/s1600-h/Broken_Heart_by_starry_eyedkid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SEwoD2c67oI/AAAAAAAAAPU/oVRgcrUeYEA/s320/Broken_Heart_by_starry_eyedkid.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209582915582357122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before any of you accuse me for being a liar- I AM SORRY!! (once again) !!&lt;br /&gt;I was going to start blogging once again after my exams, but I need to now. So just to let you all know, I have a physics resit in summer- most deffinatly and in the last month I've changed my mind so many times about what I want to do with my future.. Now I know and I'm sorted and my plans are simple, change engineering drawing to religion and physics (when I pass the resit) to biology and in two years time leave malta to go and study psycology in scotland with rob and sean =) tadaaaa&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time, I'm restarting life.. Renewing my vows, getting my priorities straight, sorting out my room (ouch!!) and start saving up for accomodation at the university (and not for a car).&lt;br /&gt;So, in 63 days I'll be in the first big meeting in soul survivor with my Jesus buddies and all the amazing SS leaders, and ours too hehe =D and this time in 11 days I'll probably be dressing up to go out to celebrate the end of school and studying (until the results come out and I'll have to start bio from scratch and physics for my damn resit.. yes, I'm annoyed about that =P)&lt;br /&gt;Ok at the moment my emotions are really messed up, I'm very upset, but really hiding it, things aren't sinking in well. I'm in one of my screwed up moods (those of you who really know me well know exactly how messed up they really are). I can't study at the moment cos my brain feels like it's going to explode once I've been thinking so much. Ok I'm stalling, I'm not with duncan anymore sooooo.. you know, not in a very good state. Ahhh this is a weird post. I'm not really thinking about what I'm typing and I guess no one will even bother to check my blog once I've lost so much contact (except mina who has magical powers when it comes to blogs ;) haha) so it's going to be kept silent and the next time I post I'll put it up on my nic on msn to reveal to the world that I really am back.&lt;br /&gt;See, all good things come to an end. Stupid vodafone advert once said not to cry because it's over but to smile because it happened, and that's what I'm doing. Listening to some amazing songs to help me get back on track, feeding myself with amazing words to soothe my heart and once again, another patch is being sewn on to it (hence the picture).&lt;br /&gt;I've been broken so many times, and even though a heart break feels the same, it never really does. In a biological similie, a broken heart is like a phylum and each time it get's broken, it's like a different species from that phylum. Probably doesn't make sense, but it does to me. It's like a flower but each one is different though it's still a flower. I'm saying lots of crap. But my point is, God is here, holding me, healing me. &lt;br /&gt;Here's something comforting to anyone who's feeling down at the moment..&lt;br /&gt;"The Lord is close to the broken hearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit" Psalms 34:18 &lt;br /&gt;"The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit: a broken and a contrite heart, O God, You will not despise" Psalms 51:17 &lt;br /&gt;I think I shall go and try to continue some philosophy now. God bless you all..&lt;br /&gt;"Lord you will protect and comfort this heart" - and that's exactly what He's doing =)&lt;br /&gt;Keep praying!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-8964384993869218650?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/8964384993869218650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=8964384993869218650' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/8964384993869218650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/8964384993869218650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back =)'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SEwoD2c67oI/AAAAAAAAAPU/oVRgcrUeYEA/s72-c/Broken_Heart_by_starry_eyedkid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-2064764293574512506</id><published>2008-05-06T20:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:52:33.989+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SORRY!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SCCowi_Y0BI/AAAAAAAAAPM/XREBbmmigSs/s1600-h/Sorry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SCCowi_Y0BI/AAAAAAAAAPM/XREBbmmigSs/s320/Sorry.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197339521965412370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't blogged in almost 4 weeks- I'm ashamed!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry but I've been really caught up at the moment, and for around two weeks my pc wasn't working at all, but nothing justifies my neglective attitude to my blog =\ &lt;br /&gt;Ok so the week that my pc stopped working something happened to me on the bus- my "God loves me badge" (the blue one with the white heart) fell off in the bus and I picked it up and nearly burst out crying right there because I was feeling really unloved and it was just a sign from God to remind me that He does love me. It happened again yesterday. I had a bit of a rough morning (even though it was only 7:40 haha) and God just did it again to remind me that He loves me, no matter what =D&lt;br /&gt;I have to go to continue researching stuff for my art project. &lt;br /&gt;Sorry that I broke my pledge =( but as soon as school + exams are over, I'll get back to blogging regulary once again =)&lt;br /&gt;God bless you all and good night! And sorry once again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-2064764293574512506?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/2064764293574512506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=2064764293574512506' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/2064764293574512506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/2064764293574512506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/05/sorry.html' title='SORRY!!'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/SCCowi_Y0BI/AAAAAAAAAPM/XREBbmmigSs/s72-c/Sorry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-6861757348958316701</id><published>2008-04-09T16:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T17:14:21.440+02:00</updated><title type='text'>roll on stressfullness =P</title><content type='html'>Hi guys, &lt;br /&gt;Ok so my former post seems to have been pointless cos my 'plans' don't seem to have led me anywhere great but thanks for the prayers anyway =)&lt;br /&gt;Ok so today we received our assessments *no comment* and I have to give my systems project in tomorrow and I'm deffinately far from finishing. Then there is the fact that I start my exams in under 8 weeks and I have studied absolutely NOTHING all year except for a chapter of philosophy in december and a paragraph of insults from king lear (shakespeare) XD .. Basically I've just realised that I have to WAKE UP!! If I fail these exams I'm literally messed up because I want to take a year off after the As and not repeat first year =S &lt;br /&gt;So whilst I'm sitting here, at a computer that's crashing, I'm doing my SOK project and planning to start studying this weekend cos tomorrow I have to do two english essays.. This post is basically me semi-detaching my brain from my project for 5 minutes haha.&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, God has totally showed His faithfullness, pulled me out of a few sticky spots and indirectly kinda slapped me across the face. No, it's just that He's made it very obvious that I am not living the way I should be, and that it has to change because I'm ment to be living for His glory, and oh what glory He deserves =D&lt;br /&gt;So keep praying for me please, and I'll be doing the same for you guys =) God bless you all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I found this last friday:&lt;br /&gt;"praise the Lord; praise God our savior&lt;br /&gt;for forever He holds us in His arms" psalm 68:14 (I think)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-6861757348958316701?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/6861757348958316701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=6861757348958316701' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/6861757348958316701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/6861757348958316701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/04/roll-on-stressfullness-p.html' title='roll on stressfullness =P'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-7186868891314415301</id><published>2008-04-07T21:45:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T21:46:37.849+02:00</updated><title type='text'>prayer please =S</title><content type='html'>Hi guys, long time no post- sorry.&lt;br /&gt;I've been doing some serious thinking, the kind that can be categorized as 'life-changing' and I'm really stuck. I'll elaborate later on but all I ask for is your prayers, I'm in desperate need of a miracle at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so so much.&lt;br /&gt;God bless you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-7186868891314415301?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/7186868891314415301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=7186868891314415301' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/7186868891314415301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/7186868891314415301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/04/prayer-please-s.html' title='prayer please =S'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-9135934885384585131</id><published>2008-04-01T18:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:52:34.365+01:00</updated><title type='text'>love, God =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R_JqNSBlgxI/AAAAAAAAAPE/IZ6FwdIOgp4/s1600-h/601102_love_god_in_sand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R_JqNSBlgxI/AAAAAAAAAPE/IZ6FwdIOgp4/s320/601102_love_god_in_sand.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184322897466196754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To My dearest baby,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re the precious child that I created. Bought with a price you’re My beloved, open your eyes and I’ll show you how to see what I see. If only you would just believe that you are who you are to Me!! &lt;br /&gt;Love, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WnyE6Cx6X0I"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-9135934885384585131?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/9135934885384585131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=9135934885384585131' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/9135934885384585131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/9135934885384585131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/04/love-god.html' title='love, God =)'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R_JqNSBlgxI/AAAAAAAAAPE/IZ6FwdIOgp4/s72-c/601102_love_god_in_sand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-7121835866989980321</id><published>2008-03-29T10:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:52:34.631+01:00</updated><title type='text'>bad day?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R-4RpCBlgwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/I-7JpeKcuJM/s1600-h/prayer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R-4RpCBlgwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/I-7JpeKcuJM/s320/prayer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183099617765851906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi guys.&lt;br /&gt;Today's post is going to be slightly more serious then the last few- I'm not in the best of moods. I can't elaborate (especially on a blog) but here's a bit of yesterday that's really annoying me. I want to be a doctor. Now I can't become a doctor because I couldn't even get a 7 in chemistry paper B =| Now that's mega bad (GRAVI!) so I, no way in hell, could ever manage that Alevel and university. So I was waiting inside mater dei, and just wishing that I would be working in that kind of environment in, what, ten years? I don't know why, I really hate going to the doctor when I'm sick and all, but I'd love to be a doctor- especially in a hospital.&lt;br /&gt;Let me give an impression of my emotions at that moment..&lt;br /&gt;"hi dream job.. ..oh, well, bye dream job"&lt;br /&gt;I felt and still do feel really bummed. That's not the only thing that's "depressing" me at the moment, but I'll let it be.&lt;br /&gt;Well, apparently I wasn't the only one having a bad day. After work, I switched on my phone and received a message (well more than one, but this one is the important one). A message to pray for my friend because he/she were having a really shitty day. So I quietly prayed on my own whilst finishing off at hanks. And then, before I slept, I prayed for all the people having a shitty day- because I know what it feels like.&lt;br /&gt;So when you're in the middle of a day that's really getting to you, pray. Pray not only for yourself but also for all the other people having a day just like yours, or maybe worse (or better). It helps to be a little selfless sometimes. Everyone has bad days, it's impossible to not have a bad day once in a while. Think about it, if we never had 'bad days' then we wouldn't be able to really appriciate the good days. We're only human guys, it's normal to feel like crap. I mean, if we never felt bad, then I'd be worried because that's not normal. Sadness and negative feelings are all emotions, they're there to be felt so that we can be able to distinguish between them.&lt;br /&gt;So here it goes guys, once again, my point is PRAY!! Ah we need it so so much. Have faith, things will work out, no matter how bad they get and how horrible you may feel. Anything is possible with God, don't ever forget that.&lt;br /&gt;God bless you guys, keep praying- it works!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-7121835866989980321?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/7121835866989980321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=7121835866989980321' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/7121835866989980321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/7121835866989980321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/03/bad-days.html' title='bad day?'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R-4RpCBlgwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/I-7JpeKcuJM/s72-c/prayer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-1825638717584162510</id><published>2008-03-28T03:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T03:21:11.704+01:00</updated><title type='text'>part two of "four in one haha.."</title><content type='html'>four- something new..&lt;br /&gt;Ok this the the post a few of you have been waiting for, some of you have no clue what I'm talking about and as for the others, (especially you- you know who I'm talking about 'mr red-floating-spheres' &gt;_O) be silent =P&lt;br /&gt;Ok as you all know, I'm not single.. and I absolutely suck at it XD So here's the story..&lt;br /&gt;Once apon a time, in a small sunny island called malta, situated in the middle of the mediterranean sea (yes, I want to make this sound pretty =P) a young couple decided to give each other, well err, a special hug and thus, I was born (scared you right there didn't I =P ?) .. Sixteen years and 9 and a half months later, I oh so reluctantly walked into henry j beans in quite a pissed off mood because the last thing that I felt like doing was face painting little kids for three hours on a sunday afternoon when all of my friends were out somewhere enjoying themselves without me. Now not only was I going to embarras myself by having little toddlers drool all over me all afternoon, but I actually had to ask this random guy (whom I now know as allan) if I had anything dropped off for me =| Ok so I started that "life changing" afternoon by blowing up red 'henry j beans' balloons (only making me look even more stupid XD) until vince came and gave me the lilac and fuscia groovy chick bag that held all the face paints.. I think you got it- I didn't like the idea of working that day =P&lt;br /&gt;So I sat down and did what I thought was wasted an hour and a half of my life when allan came up to me and asked if i wanted a job there.. reaction -&gt; yessss =O lol. That is when I felt all eyes on me- BOOM! How embarrassing. I look at this random guy behind the bar and see him speaking to allan and just staring at me. "Oh shit- look down and pretend to be busy." That's what passed through my head at that time. I don't know how realistic it could have possibly looked but yeah, it made me feel better. I later on got to find out that at that precise moment allan had told 'the barman' aka duncan *the boyfriend* that I seem quiet and to basically forget tainting my mind.. teehee opps =P&lt;br /&gt;Well, twelve days later I get a phonecall from hanks asking me to go in the following night- now that was embarrassing. I went to y4j to practise for the mass the next morning and then kinda ran it to hanks, forgetting all the jewelry that's been inpaled into my ears, well, impaled onto me and other stuff. So I stood there near the bar with (as far as I remember correctly) duncan, james and someone else removing all my 11 earings, rings and the rubbish around my neck and wrists. I was honestly so embarrassed it was sickening. Ok day one passed bla bla day two arrived. "Ooooh mr goodlooking barman is here again, what's his name again.. duncan! ah yes- remember that rache" &lt;- my brain speaking to me on the sunday haha. Twelve days after that, I worked on friday night- the place was practically empty. I started the night off by asking duncan where to fill the spray to clean the tables with from.. He showed me and made it a point to wet me too =P At a time, I was being my usual innocent self in the kitchen cleaning cutlary when in comes this duncan guy and starts pissing around with steve (the chef) and drawing on the hats, gets it smothered in bbq sauce and tries to put it on me- nice. Then there was the power wash that's used to wash the dishes.. I got slightly wet, seriously- not much. Well eventually he asked me how I was getting home and I said that I was iether going to walk it or my mum was coming for me and he told me that he'd take me home. I, being the stupid little girl that I am, was all full of butterflies inside (lool what a girl). Well sadly enough my mum was already outside and I had to (once again) embarras myself by rejecting the lift home. &lt;br /&gt;Believe me, the next day all my close 'girlie' friends knew about this duncan guy and he was (without being seen) labeled mr sexy &gt;.&lt; Fine I must admit to saying something like, I don't know, "oh my God guys what the hell I was getting a lift with......." I won't elaborate =P&lt;br /&gt;The friday after the same thing happened. I had found him on hi5 and I felt so hilarious when he called me near him and gave me a piece of paper with his msn address- honestly, I felt like I was caught in some kind of film lol. He asked me to come and see him the following night at hanks and I willingly agreed. I( got the lift home that time haha =P) Just in case any of you are thinking "how cute, she went to see him at work" I didn't, but I wanted to. No one wanted to come with me and I wasn't going to go alone.. duhhh =P So the next day I was just about to walk out of the door to go home from work when I found myself facing him through a glass door, a LOCKED glass door. How great was that, being stuck looking at a guy that I had a crush on (making me feel like I was 12 again) through a glass door after I 'stood him up' the night before *slap across the face*. Well I went to hanks with jean and steve that night to try and make it up to him haha. I will leave out a few of the stupid things that I said but I got his number, well he took my phone and dialed it (slightly obvious don't you think ;) ?) &lt;br /&gt;The day after, I messaged him. Yes, I got fed up waiting for a message so I did it myself =P On tuesday we planned to meet at 4pm to go out as a group of the staff for carnival. What he didn't tell me was that we were ment to meet at 6pm at hanks haha. So those two hours were kinda akward but funny. After going to hanks we went to valletta and he asked if I was single and I said yes and the next thing I know is his arms were around me and we were joking around in the street and when we went back to paceville, at bar native, there was the 'famous kiss'.. cuuuute. The real embarrassing moment was walking out of the place and up the stairs near cube.. He kissed me and guess who was standing right infront of us- allan. You should have seen my face- priceless. Anyways He walked me to where my mum was picking me up (another long story, no time for diversions =P) and that's about it. The next day He came for me at school- LOL! That honestly was funny XD And the friday after that, when I was leaving work to go home, He asked me out. Now you'd think that I would have jumped at him, or maybe just said yes. But no, I had to embarras myself even further. I looked at him and he was like, "you don't want to?" and I was like, "no no it's just er.. I'm a virgin and I want to remain one." I have no clue what I was expecting but all I know is that I went red which is quite weird cos I'm usually quite bold and upfront with my decisions, I guess it was cos I barely knew him. Well he looked releaved (he thought I was going to tell him that I wans't actually single) and told me that he didn't expect anything out of me.&lt;br /&gt;Well that was around 7 weeks and two hours ago haha. All I can really say is that it's been so different to anything before. Who on earth would have thought that I would have all of this just plonked right onto my lap.. a job (a ticket to soul survivor =P) and a boyfriend who I honestly really do trust and care about. I don't seem to sound codependent, not at all- I refuse to be dependent on anything or anyone other than Jesus and my bible, but I just really am glad that I have you (turned to duncan now), you just really make me smile =) (haha don't take this personally guys, you all make me smile my darling chickens) I mean don't get me wrong, I'm not going to say that this is what, the best thing ever and it's picture perfect and some kinda fariytale bla bla blehhh but it's a relationship that can be worked on and it's great just the way it is =D It's healthy (like a nice green amy/rache-made salad not from mc donalds lool), it's honest and it's just fun you know. Ahhh life's good =)&lt;br /&gt;So all I really want to say is thanks for the last 7 weeks of my life, you really make me feel special and you really do mean so much to me =) Oh and I'm sorry for all the times when, you know, I forgot you =P But I never actually DID forget you, you're always on my mind, it's just.. I don't know =S I guess I just get carried away..&lt;br /&gt;I think that I'm too tired to continue now it's 2:30am and I didn't exactly sleep well last night, at all, so I'm seeing all blurry and my eyes are closing on me haha.&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I'm trying to get at, these may just be words, but it's a way in which I can express myself. Yet I don't have any words for this, it's so strange. So all that I can really say is thanks for everything so far, God's really blessed me with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well kids, good night. Sorry it wasn't too nteresting, I think it's my mood. If i was more, wel, awake it may have been slightly more fun to read =P Oh and please say a prayer for the people living in slums tonight, then I see it rain I think of them more than ever.&lt;br /&gt;Blessings =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-1825638717584162510?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/1825638717584162510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=1825638717584162510' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/1825638717584162510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/1825638717584162510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/03/part-two-of-four-in-one-haha.html' title='part two of &quot;four in one haha..&quot;'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-6205916349086714992</id><published>2008-03-28T03:10:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:52:35.063+01:00</updated><title type='text'>part one of "four in one haha.."</title><content type='html'>Ok guys I've been staring at this monitor for ages now. I have so so much to talk about yet such little energy so everything's coming in brief. Here's like four posts summarised into one =P ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R-ww3yBlguI/AAAAAAAAAOs/k6YWnW_M1uY/s1600-h/easter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R-ww3yBlguI/AAAAAAAAAOs/k6YWnW_M1uY/s320/easter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182571006075962082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one- HAPPY EASTER =D&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is risen and we're all saved (once again). Praise the Lord!! Isn't it so great to be able to breath the air without cost? The price has been paid, salvation has been granted to us; free of charge *ulala* Thank God for what He sacrificed for us for He is great and His love is never failing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R-wx1yBlgvI/AAAAAAAAAO0/RZ4NUrUT0Dk/s1600-h/healing%2520hands%2520bigger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R-wx1yBlgvI/AAAAAAAAAO0/RZ4NUrUT0Dk/s320/healing%2520hands%2520bigger.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182572071227851506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two- alive!?&lt;br /&gt;To cut a long story short, my grandfather should have died approx 31 years ago when he was 50 after a major heart attack. So far, he's survived eleven heart attacks (yes, eleven), three bypasses and like many other weird operations. He lives on around 24 pills a day (or more =/) and I've seriously come to conclude that this guy is inpenetrable.. honestly! So monday morning he fell and fractured his hipbone. Him, my mum and my uncle spent forever waiting with him in mater dei and the result was them having to sign a paper that well, justified his (as well as their) choice of his death. He can't be put under local or general anesthetic and the procedure couldn't be done under an epidural so they just had to use the anesthetic. Well, there was a slither of a 1% chance that he would have made it and omigawd (oh my God) he did.. pretty awesome huh? Ahh Jesus didn't think his time was over yet! What a miracle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three- y4j hike 2008&lt;br /&gt;"What to do on a sunny day? 1- take a walk, 2- have a picnic, 3- ride a bike" those were the instructions on my top and we did them (except the ride a bike thing- that was just an idea to suggest if anyone claimed to be bored) So, we set off from blata l-bajda at 11am and by 12pm we had started our adventure. I sat near edward on the bus (er- brooks) and zoe and I attacked him. We still havn't managed that one good picture, but oh well. The coach ride was quite funny. Because of brooks I indirectly punched jordon (so just in case you read this; sorry dude, didn't mean it). When we started walking we had quite a long and bizarre discussion on girls pissing in the 'wilderness' and how sam created a urinator (the penis a girl always wished she had XD) and apparently it's something personal blabla.. I can take a leak in the countryside without wetting my trousers so I'm fine hehe. Then I updated Tutzi on the blog I stumbled across that really made me smile (hope you read this aaron =P haha keep up the good work *glee* http://aaroink.blogspot.com) I stayed taking photos with sean (haha "sean qed jaghmel xej imbasta y4j photographer- misthija!! eeee here you are sean- iva ghamel xi haga b'hajtek hi, hu ftit ritratti!) We had a bit of a pitstop and mike, sam, cett and maria angela joined us. Uwija sam and my 'samuel time' ended up with us retelling our pasts and accusing the other of lying (sorry sam =P) uwija, it was funny. Then sam soaked both paula and I (and my camera- taking back the apology there boy =P) I took more photos, we chatted even more, walked a bit more too until reaching some pretty, grassy patch in miziep (don't know how to spell that). Mike was desperatly trying to soak up some sun and we ended up in a pile up and somehow I got sunburnt and brooks stole my shoe and ran away with it and luckily jean-marc is an angel and gave it back to me.. I can't remember everything, especially in this state of mind (victim of fatigue &gt;_O) On the coach back sam decided that he found the solution to me having a boyfriend- apparently I'm paying duncan XD quite funny actually. Then amy, paula, christa, tine, simone, danelle, kathy, julia, angie, glenn, sean, paul, peter, mike and I walked to valletta and went to mc donalds and everyone left except amy, paula, christa, tine and I (so we looked like the biggest pigs around with loads of trays of eaten meals XD). Duncan came to meet me (well, us =P) and tine and amy came up with this phenomenon about some girl called titziana cos of a message that had 'I' replaced with 'TI' that apparently is short for titziana &gt;.&lt; yes, I stay with losers- love you all =P Oh and it gets better- I sat in the middle of the road whilst laughing at a message and wait wait it's only going to get even more embarrassing- amy and I ran around screaming like litttle girls *her fault!* You see, I was holding her and I suddenly, calmly say, "cockraoch" and point at a 1.5cm sized roach and she squealed and I was like "calm down, ame!!". But then we're all standing in a circle and suddenly she points directly at my chest and screams whilst running away so, obviosuly, I screamed and ran after her XD well, the cockraoch was close to my foot- not ON me.. God I love that girl ^^ Then duncan, very kindly, gave both amy and paula a lift to luxol and tine and christa caught the bus home. Then duncan and I went to bahar ic-caqq and then home..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-6205916349086714992?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/6205916349086714992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=6205916349086714992' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/6205916349086714992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/6205916349086714992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/03/part-one-of-four-in-one.html' title='part one of &quot;four in one haha..&quot;'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R-ww3yBlguI/AAAAAAAAAOs/k6YWnW_M1uY/s72-c/easter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-43844636037086033</id><published>2008-03-22T07:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:52:36.325+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R-S_biBlgqI/AAAAAAAAAOM/TPcPZ3SuCOU/s1600-h/both-face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R-S_biBlgqI/AAAAAAAAAOM/TPcPZ3SuCOU/s320/both-face.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180475951093744290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey guys, it's 7:31am (be happy, I woke up early to blog and then paint.. talk about devotion =P haha silly me)&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Good Friday and here's a bit about my day and then some scripture and stuff to (hopefully) reflect on. So in the morning I went to tal-ibragg church and we did the seven visits over there. When I got home I was in real pain (no need to elaborate =P) and then I decided to eat something thinking that it may help but I only got worse. I was telling God that I know that my pain is nothing compared to His but I really was hurting and, well, wanted it to stop. at around half one I got into my bed and at around half 2 I called up work and thankfully I got the night off (ahhh praise report =D) and then I just remained in bed till after half three. I later on realised that the pain was constant but it flactuated and it's peak was basically three hours long; between 12 and 3. How phsyc is that? I was sufferring with Jesus. Fine, nothing close to what He did, but I was still sufferring. &lt;br /&gt;At half six I went to st mikes. There was the replica of the shroud- incredible. We were just looking at the way Jesus was placed into His tomb, all the markings on His back. It's one thing watching the passion, it's another thing actually seeing the markings. This really nice priest came to speak to us about it and about how it is a scientific enigma because there are thigns that can't be proven. There is one thing that really hit all of us though. The markings are a negative print of Jesus (wrong way round, dark is light blabla) so the print on the shroud would have actually been of Jesus' ressurection! The bright light issued from His body damaged the cloth and thus, creating the miracle of the shroud- awesome. He porjected it in negative form and there you go, the face of God, in the same room as us. We saw Jesus. Jesus in His glory.&lt;br /&gt;Then we all watched the passion, you can only imagine what happened then. Let's just say that I ended up using tissues cos my sleeves were soaked. And all I had on was some make up from the night before yet I still managed to get covered in black. I don't know how to explain, I don't think it's possible. But seeing Christ there, taking all that for me it's unbearable- no matter how strong you think you are or how many times you've watched it. All I could say throughout the whole film was "thank You for You're precious blood cos I'm so unworthy". I was just mumbling it over and over. And as I'm typing this I'm really in pain again but it's ok, because Jesus felt all this and much worse for me, for my sins. &lt;br /&gt;After watching the passion jean came near me and told me that I looked like shit so I went to the bathroom and, boy, he was right! I had black ALL over my face and all down my neck! I cried a bit more in the bathroom and then I cried a bit more with vicky, janika, sarah and amy. I took a photo of the shroud in negative but it didn't come too good but I just feel satisfied to know that I have the face of Jesus that I saw on my phone. Obviously, as the priest said, we can't base our beliefs on the shroud because after all, we live by faith and not by sight.&lt;br /&gt;Then I went outside, cried a bit more with amy and duncan took me home. It was like 11pm when I got 'home', I went in when it was hitting 1am XD poor guy had to listen to me blab on and on but I was so impressed that I saw God, like seriously! Those two hours really helped, thanks =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R-S_nyBlgrI/AAAAAAAAAOU/6GXXiWeu8EQ/s1600-h/JesusFaceOfPassion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R-S_nyBlgrI/AAAAAAAAAOU/6GXXiWeu8EQ/s320/JesusFaceOfPassion.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180476161547141810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so here's something to chew at..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke 22:63-69&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The men who were guarding Jesus began mocking and beating him. They blindfolded him and demanded, "Prophesy! Who hit you?" And they said many other insulting things to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    At daybreak the council of the elders of the people, both the chief priests and teachers of the law, met together, and Jesus was led before them. "If you are the Christ," they said, "tell us." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Jesus answered, "If I tell you, you will not believe me, and if I asked you, you would not answer. But from now on, the Son of Man will be seated at the right hand of the mighty God." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    They all asked, "Are you then the Son of God?" &lt;br /&gt;    He replied, "You are right in saying I am." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Then they said, "Why do we need any more testimony? We have heard it from his own lips."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They beat Him, spat at Him, insulted Him and that was before any of His judgement. He was taken from the highpriests to pilate, to herod and back to pilate. Herod and pilate could find nothing to condemn this man for yet the highpriests insisted after welcoming Him with palm leaves the week before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke 23:1-25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the whole assembly rose and led him off to Pilate. And they began to accuse him, saying, "We have found this man subverting our nation. He opposes payment of taxes to Caesar and claims to be Christ, a king." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    So Pilate asked Jesus, "Are you the king of the Jews?" &lt;br /&gt;      "Yes, it is as you say," Jesus replied. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Then Pilate announced to the chief priests and the crowd, "I find no basis for a charge against this man." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    But they insisted, "He stirs up the people all over Judeaby his teaching. He started in Galilee and has come all the way here." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    On hearing this, Pilate asked if the man was a Galilean. When he learned that Jesus was under Herod's jurisdiction, he sent him to Herod, who was also in Jerusalem at that time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    When Herod saw Jesus, he was greatly pleased, because for a long time he had been wanting to see him. From what he had heard about him, he hoped to see him perform some miracle. He plied him with many questions, but Jesus gave him no answer. The chief priests and the teachers of the law were standing there, vehemently accusing him. Then Herod and his soldiers ridiculed and mocked him. Dressing him in an elegant robe, they sent him back to Pilate. That day Herod and Pilate became friends—before this they had been enemies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Pilate called together the chief priests, the rulers and the people, and said to them, "You brought me this man as one who was inciting the people to rebellion. I have examined him in your presence and have found no basis for your charges against him. Neither has Herod, for he sent him back to us; as you can see, he has done nothing to deserve death. Therefore, I will punish him and then release him." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    With one voice they cried out, "Away with this man! Release Barabbas to us!" (Barabbas had been thrown into prison for an insurrection in the city, and for murder.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Wanting to release Jesus, Pilate appealed to them again. But they kept shouting, "Crucify him! Crucify him!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    For the third time he spoke to them: "Why? What crime has this man committed? I have found in him no grounds for the death penalty. Therefore I will have him punished and then release him." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 19:1-16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Pilate took Jesus and had him flogged. The soldiers twisted together a crown of thorns and put it on his head. They clothed him in a purple robe and went up to him again and again, saying, "Hail, king of the Jews!" And they struck him in the face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Once more Pilate came out and said to the Jews, "Look, I am bringing him out to you to let you know that I find no basis for a charge against him." When Jesus came out wearing the crown of thorns and the purple robe, Pilate said to them, "Here is the man!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    As soon as the chief priests and their officials saw him, they shouted, "Crucify! Crucify!" &lt;br /&gt;      But Pilate answered, "You take him and crucify him. As for me, I find no basis for a charge against him." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The Jews insisted, "We have a law, and according to that law he must die, because he claimed to be the Son of God." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    When Pilate heard this, he was even more afraid, and he went back inside the palace. "Where do you come from?" he asked Jesus, but Jesus gave him no answer. "Do you refuse to speak to me?" Pilate said. "Don't you realize I have power either to free you or to crucify you?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Jesus answered, "You would have no power over me if it were not given to you from above. Therefore the one who handed me over to you is guilty of a greater sin." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    From then on, Pilate tried to set Jesus free, but the Jews kept shouting, "If you let this man go, you are no friend of Caesar. Anyone who claims to be a king opposes Caesar." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    When Pilate heard this, he brought Jesus out and sat down on the judge's seat at a place known as the Stone Pavement (which in Aramaic is Gabbatha). It was the day of Preparation of Passover Week, about the sixth hour. &lt;br /&gt;      "Here is your king," Pilate said to the Jews. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    But they shouted, "Take him away! Take him away! Crucify him!" &lt;br /&gt;      "Shall I crucify your king?" Pilate asked. &lt;br /&gt;      "We have no king but Caesar," the chief priests answered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Finally Pilate handed him over to them to be crucified. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't really cut form there, it's just all so important..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke 23:26-46&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they led him away, they seized Simon from Cyrene, who was on his way in from the country, and put the cross on him and made him carry it behind Jesus. A large number of people followed him, including women who mourned and wailed for him. Jesus turned and said to them, "Daughters of Jerusalem, do not weep for me; weep for yourselves and for your children. For the time will come when you will say, 'Blessed are the barren women, the wombs that never bore and the breasts that never nursed!' Then &lt;br /&gt;   " 'they will say to the mountains, "Fall on us!" &lt;br /&gt;      and to the hills, "Cover us!" 'For if men do these things when the tree is green, what will happen when it is dry?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Two other men, both criminals, were also led out with him to be executed. When they came to the place called the Skull, there they crucified him, along with the criminals—one on his right, the other on his left. Jesus said, "Father, forgive them, for they do not know what they are doing." And they divided up his clothes by casting lots. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The people stood watching, and the rulers even sneered at him. They said, "He saved others; let him save himself if he is the Christ of God, the Chosen One." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The soldiers also came up and mocked him. They offered him wine vinegar and said, "If you are the king of the Jews, save yourself." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    There was a written notice above him, which read: THIS IS THE KING OF THE JEWS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    One of the criminals who hung there hurled insults at him: "Aren't you the Christ? Save yourself and us!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    But the other criminal rebuked him. "Don't you fear God," he said, "since you are under the same sentence? We are punished justly, for we are getting what our deeds deserve. But this man has done nothing wrong." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Then he said, "Jesus, remember me when you come into your kingdom." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Jesus answered him, "I tell you the truth, today you will be with me in paradise." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    It was now about the sixth hour, and darkness came over the whole land until the ninth hour, for the sun stopped shining. And the curtain of the temple was torn in two. Jesus called out with a loud voice, "Father, into your hands I commit my spirit." When he had said this, he breathed his last. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R-TASiBlgtI/AAAAAAAAAOk/pDwJJIh8jzo/s1600-h/co4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R-TASiBlgtI/AAAAAAAAAOk/pDwJJIh8jzo/s320/co4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180476895986549458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 27:51-56&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that moment the curtain of the temple was torn in two from top to bottom. The earth shook and the rocks split. The tombs broke open and the bodies of many holy people who had died were raised to life. They came out of the tombs, and after Jesus' resurrection they went into the holy city and appeared to many people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    When the centurion and those with him who were guarding Jesus saw the earthquake and all that had happened, they were terrified, and exclaimed, "Surely he was the Son of God!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Many women were there, watching from a distance. They had followed Jesus from Galilee to care for his needs. Among them were Mary Magdalene, Mary the mother of James and Joses, and the mother of Zebedee's sons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus forgave, even whilst taking His last few breaths He forgave the theif with comforting words. He forgsve everyone for He died for our sins. It's incredible. A love that no one could ever feel or give. He died to save the guys who killed Him, and not once did He hesitate. He could have made the pain stop, subdue, but no! He endured it all, every last drop of it. You know that song we sing, almighty God? well, "if we did not praise the rocks would cry out" that's what happened. Jesus died, the world felt it! God showed the people their mistake with worldly disasters, and the impossible (people rising)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 19"25-27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Near the cross of Jesus stood his mother, his mother's sister, Mary the wife of Clopas, and Mary Magdalene. When Jesus saw his mother there, and the disciple whom he loved standing nearby, he said to his mother, "Dear woman, here is your son," and to the disciple, "Here is your mother." From that time on, this disciple took her into his home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In doing this, Jesus gave us all His mother. Her love is amazing. To see her son die in such a brutal manner and not turn away from God or even ask Him to stop the pain shows such devotion to the Father. Because of this, we all have the blessed virgin mary as our own mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 27:46&lt;br /&gt;About the ninth hour Jesus cried out in a loud voice, "Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani?"—which means, "My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that precise second, Jesus took all the sin of the world on His shoulders. He became so unclean that His Father actually closed His eyes and couldn't look at Him. But the moment that Jesus cried out to Him, He was back there, holding Him, comforting Him, helping Him. This just shows how much we've all sinned and will sin. For God to actually look away for what, a split second, we must be so filthy. But God's a loving God, a caring God, a God of unfailing love. He will NEVER forsake us, has never and will never. Look at the ammount of sin that Jesus was carrying, and look at yours. Now God turned away for such a fraction of a second because of looking at all the sin of the world at that time, that had past, in our time and in the future.. Would He turn away from you; never, and that's a promise =) Even when you're life is crashing down apon you, nothing will stop Him from holding you close, even if you can't feel Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 27:57-61&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As evening approached, there came a rich man from Arimathea, named Joseph, who had himself become a disciple of Jesus. Going to Pilate, he asked for Jesus' body, and Pilate ordered that it be given to him. Joseph took the body, wrapped it in a clean linen cloth, and placed it in his own new tomb that he had cut out of the rock. He rolled a big stone in front of the entrance to the tomb and went away. Mary Magdalene and the other Mary were sitting there opposite the tomb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's where we're hit so far. He's been burried and now we wait for the sun to rise tomorrow, to be freed once again =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R-S_5SBlgsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/yBazmSyC3sg/s1600-h/passion4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R-S_5SBlgsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/yBazmSyC3sg/s320/passion4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180476462194852546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-43844636037086033?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/43844636037086033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=43844636037086033' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/43844636037086033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/43844636037086033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/03/good-friday.html' title='Good Friday'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R-S_biBlgqI/AAAAAAAAAOM/TPcPZ3SuCOU/s72-c/both-face.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-298810636516347618</id><published>2008-03-21T00:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:52:37.099+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Maundy Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R-MJdCBlgpI/AAAAAAAAAOE/gHzMzMnBIP4/s1600-h/communion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R-MJdCBlgpI/AAAAAAAAAOE/gHzMzMnBIP4/s320/communion.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179994390770582162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok just to start this off, duncan's going to kill me (sorry duncan =P) cos I still haven't finished the blog about us teehee but this is kinda important.. well I just feel that I need to share..&lt;br /&gt;Well, before the clock struck 12am tonight it was Maundy Thursday and I'm just going to give a quick undate of tonight. Well, in the late afternoon I was with duncan and we basically went over the commandments and embarrassingly enough I didn't remember all of them but I messaged them to him bla bla and oh my I've broken so many. Well, you see, even looking at someone with lust means that you've 'commited adultery' (ie breaking the 7th one) and even putting stuff like, I don't know, studying/shopping/gaming/sex/drugs/food etc before God is breaking the 1st and 2nd.. I'm such a sinner =/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exodus 20:3-17 (the cooler version =P ..)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- nothing comes before God&lt;br /&gt;2- don't worship anything but God&lt;br /&gt;3- treat God's name with respect&lt;br /&gt;4- keep the Lord's day holy&lt;br /&gt;4- honour your parents&lt;br /&gt;6- murder is not an option&lt;br /&gt;7- save sex for marriage&lt;br /&gt;8- don't take what's not yours&lt;br /&gt;9- quit saying things that aren't true&lt;br /&gt;10- don't be jealous of other people's stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh and Jesus said, "if you love Me you'll keep My commandments" &lt;strong&gt;John 14:15&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily Jesus loves us so damn much that He died for our sins! &lt;br /&gt;Ok so, at around 9pm I met paula and we went to mc donalds with elaine, maria angela and fran and we just laughed around a bit. Then we walked up to the church and joined the adoration.. opps.. The first things that tutzi told me when I went to speak to her was "rache, did you sleep?" and I told her the truth- yes. Her reply was so shocking, "you're just like an apostle!". And you know what, it's true! We all betray Jesus just like they did..&lt;br /&gt;Before I start quoting scripture and stuff, here's the rest of the night. Rob, amy and I went to mc donalds ant sat upstairs (it was empty haha) and we just laughed and laughed. But these are the two highlights; amy, "it's not diet coke, it's diet carton!" (the diet coke tasted like CRAP!) and amy, "we can go to comino and there's this really beautiful place, the sea is really nice and all blue" rob and I, "blue lagoon!?" hahahaha what a bunch of losers XD. Well, here it goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;John 13:2-17&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The evening meal was being served, and the devil had already prompted Judas Iscariot, son of Simon, to betray Jesus. Jesus knew that the Father had put all things under his power, and that he had come from God and was returning to God; so he got up from the meal, took off his outer clothing, and wrapped a towel around his waist. After that, he poured water into a basin and began to wash his disciples' feet, drying them with the towel that was wrapped around him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    He came to Simon Peter, who said to him, "Lord, are you going to wash my feet?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Jesus replied, "You do not realize now what I am doing, but later you will understand." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "No," said Peter, "you shall never wash my feet." &lt;br /&gt;      Jesus answered, "Unless I wash you, you have no part with me." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "Then, Lord," Simon Peter replied, "not just my feet but my hands and my head as well!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Jesus answered, "A person who has had a bath needs only to wash his feet; his whole body is clean. And you are clean, though not every one of you." For he knew who was going to betray him, and that was why he said not every one was clean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    When he had finished washing their feet, he put on his clothes and returned to his place. "Do you understand what I have done for you?" he asked them. "You call me 'Teacher' and 'Lord,' and rightly so, for that is what I am. Now that I, your Lord and Teacher, have washed your feet, you also should wash one another's feet. I have set you an example that you should do as I have done for you. I tell you the truth, no servant is greater than his master, nor is a messenger greater than the one who sent him. Now that you know these things, you will be blessed if you do them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is humility at it's best. The Messiah, the Son of man, bowing down to wash dirty, dusty feet- incredible! Absolutely NOBODY would have ever done that (unless they were servants)- only Jesus That my friends, is LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;John 13:21-27&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   After he had said this, Jesus was troubled in spirit and testified, "I tell you the truth, one of you is going to betray me." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    His disciples stared at one another, at a loss to know which of them he meant. One of them, the disciple whom Jesus loved, was reclining next to him. Simon Peter motioned to this disciple and said, "Ask him which one he means." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Leaning back against Jesus, he asked him, "Lord, who is it?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Jesus answered, "It is the one to whom I will give this piece of bread when I have dipped it in the dish." Then, dipping the piece of bread, he gave it to Judas Iscariot, son of Simon. As soon as Judas took the bread, Satan entered into him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How great a man is Jesus, to know that judas was about to betray him yet still accept him with His love? That's what He does with us guys, He just loves, holds and cares whilst we kick, bite and spit back at Him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matthew 26:26-29&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   While they were eating, Jesus took bread, gave thanks and broke it, and gave it to his disciples, saying, "Take and eat; this is my body." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Then he took the cup, gave thanks and offered it to them, saying, "Drink from it, all of you. This is my blood of the covenant, which is poured out for many for the forgiveness of sins. I tell you, I will not drink of this fruit of the vine from now on until that day when I drink it anew with you in my Father's kingdom." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is such a gift, a privilege! To be able to receive Christ, have Him inside of us.. What an awesome God!! This is what really makes God so tangeble, the sacrament of communion. The feeling of having Jesus inside of me really warms me up, as if I'm being born again everytime. It's just so powerful. I really think that we need to take the oppurtunity to receive the eucharist more often, after all, you can NEVER have too much of Jesus =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matthew 26:36-46&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Then Jesus went with his disciples to a place called Gethsemane, and he said to them, "Sit here while I go over there and pray." He took Peter and the two sons of Zebedee along with him, and he began to be sorrowful and troubled. Then he said to them, "My soul is overwhelmed with sorrow to the point of death. Stay here and keep watch with me." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Going a little farther, he fell with his face to the ground and prayed, "My Father, if it is possible, may this cup be taken from me. Yet not as I will, but as you will." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Then he returned to his disciples and found them sleeping. "Could you men not keep watch with me for one hour?" he asked Peter. "Watch and pray so that you will not fall into temptation. The spirit is willing, but the body is weak." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    He went away a second time and prayed, "My Father, if it is not possible for this cup to be taken away unless I drink it, may your will be done." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    When he came back, he again found them sleeping, because their eyes were heavy. So he left them and went away once more and prayed the third time, saying the same thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Then he returned to the disciples and said to them, "Are you still sleeping and resting? Look, the hour is near, and the Son of Man is betrayed into the hands of sinners. Rise, let us go! Here comes my betrayer!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep, and I wasn't the only one (even in the church tonight). Jesus' apostles did, they fell for the temptation of letting everything go and sleeping. Maybe it was to get their minds off things, you never know, but they disobeyed Him. He could have stopped what was coming, but He didn't, He knew it was God's will so He held on, just like He did all throughout the torture He had to endure soon after. He knew everything that was about to happen, but He didn't step down out of sheer love for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matthew 26:47-56&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    While he was still speaking, Judas, one of the Twelve, arrived. With him was a large crowd armed with swords and clubs, sent from the chief priests and the elders of the people. Now the betrayer had arranged a signal with them: "The one I kiss is the man; arrest him." Going at once to Jesus, Judas said, "Greetings, Rabbi!" and kissed him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Jesus replied, "Friend, do what you came for." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Then the men stepped forward, seized Jesus and arrested him. With that, one of Jesus' companions reached for his sword, drew it out and struck the servant of the high priest, cutting off his ear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "Put your sword back in its place," Jesus said to him, "for all who draw the sword will die by the sword. Do you think I cannot call on my Father, and he will at once put at my disposal more than twelve legions of angels? But how then would the Scriptures be fulfilled that say it must happen in this way?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    At that time Jesus said to the crowd, "Am I leading a rebellion, that you have come out with swords and clubs to capture me? Every day I sat in the temple courts teaching, and you did not arrest me. But this has all taken place that the writings of the prophets might be fulfilled." Then all the disciples deserted him and fled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we flee from God when things get too big for us to handle? I think we all do. It's quite stupid really, He's the only way to salvation yet we flee from Him. Actually, He IS salvation and salvation is only found in Him. So why do we run? &lt;br /&gt;And then how often is it that we deny Christ in our lives? Too often..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matthew 26:33-35&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Peter replied, "Even if all fall away on account of you, I never will." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "I tell you the truth," Jesus answered, "this very night, before the rooster crows, you will disown me three times." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    But Peter declared, "Even if I have to die with you, I will never disown you." And all the other disciples said the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matthew 26:69-75&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Now Peter was sitting out in the courtyard, and a servant girl came to him. "You also were with Jesus of Galilee," she said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    But he denied it before them all. "I don't know what you're talking about," he said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Then he went out to the gateway, where another girl saw him and said to the people there, "This fellow was with Jesus of Nazareth." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    He denied it again, with an oath: "I don't know the man!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    After a little while, those standing there went up to Peter and said, "Surely you are one of them, for your accent gives you away." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Then he began to call down curses on himself and he swore to them, "I don't know the man!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Immediately a rooster crowed. Then Peter remembered the word Jesus had spoken: "Before the rooster crows, you will disown me three times." And he went outside and wept bitterly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to leave you all to hopefully think about everything and to pray and ask for forgiveness for all the times that you're sinned and broken His heart together with thanks for His sacrifice of His brutal death on the cross. I'll be back tomorrow with posts on Good Friday.. (now I shall go and continue the blog, ok duncan =P?.. or sleep XD it's 2:14am and I've had a long day)&lt;br /&gt;Good night and God bless you guys, I really mean it!&lt;br /&gt;pray pray pray!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R-MJVyBlgoI/AAAAAAAAAN8/VtareLjdgQk/s1600-h/communion26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R-MJVyBlgoI/AAAAAAAAAN8/VtareLjdgQk/s320/communion26.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179994266216530562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-298810636516347618?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/298810636516347618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=298810636516347618' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/298810636516347618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/298810636516347618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/03/ok-just-to-start-this-off-duncans-going.html' title='Maundy Thursday'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R-MJdCBlgpI/AAAAAAAAAOE/gHzMzMnBIP4/s72-c/communion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-8042769432054021328</id><published>2008-03-19T01:16:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:52:37.122+01:00</updated><title type='text'>four in one haha..</title><content type='html'>Ok guys I've been staring at this monitor for ages now. I have so so much to talk about yet such little energy so everything's coming in brief. Here's like four posts summarised into one =P ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R-ww3yBlguI/AAAAAAAAAOs/k6YWnW_M1uY/s1600-h/easter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R-ww3yBlguI/AAAAAAAAAOs/k6YWnW_M1uY/s320/easter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182571006075962082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one- HAPPY EASTER =D&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is risen and we're all saved (once again). Praise the Lord!! Isn't it so great to be able to breath the air without cost? The price has been paid, salvation has been granted to us; free of charge *ulala* Thank God for what He sacrificed for us for He is great and His love is never failing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R-wx1yBlgvI/AAAAAAAAAO0/RZ4NUrUT0Dk/s1600-h/healing%2520hands%2520bigger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R-wx1yBlgvI/AAAAAAAAAO0/RZ4NUrUT0Dk/s320/healing%2520hands%2520bigger.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182572071227851506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two- alive!?&lt;br /&gt;To cut a long story short, my grandfather should have died approx 31 years ago when he was 50 after a major heart attack. So far, he's survived eleven heart attacks (yes, eleven), three bypasses and like many other weird operations. He lives on around 24 pills a day (or more =/) and I've seriously come to conclude that this guy is inpenetrable.. honestly! So monday morning he fell and fractured his hipbone. Him, my mum and my uncle spent forever waiting with him in mater dei and the result was them having to sign a paper that well, justified his (as well as their) choice of his death. He can't be put under local or general anesthetic and the procedure couldn't be done under an epidural so they just had to use the anesthetic. Well, there was a slither of a 1% chance that he would have made it and omigawd (oh my God) he did.. pretty awesome huh? Ahh Jesus didn't think his time was over yet! What a miracle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three- y4j hike 2008&lt;br /&gt;"What to do on a sunny day? 1- take a walk, 2- have a picnic, 3- ride a bike" those were the instructions on my top and we did them (except the ride a bike thing- that was just an idea to suggest if anyone claimed to be bored) So, we set off from blata l-bajda at 11am and by 12pm we had started our adventure. I sat near edward on the bus (er- brooks) and zoe and I attacked him. We still havn't managed that one good picture, but oh well. The coach ride was quite funny. Because of brooks I indirectly punched jordon (so just in case you read this; sorry dude, didn't mean it). When we started walking we had quite a long and bizarre discussion on girls pissing in the 'wilderness' and how sam created a urinator (the penis a girl always wished she had XD) and apparently it's something personal blabla.. I can take a leak in the countryside without wetting my trousers so I'm fine hehe. Then I updated Tutzi on the blog I stumbled across that really made me smile (hope you read this aaron =P haha keep up the good work *glee* http://aaroink.blogspot.com) I stayed taking photos with sean (haha "sean qed jaghmel xej imbasta y4j photographer- misthija!! eeee here you are sean- iva ghamel xi haga b'hajtek hi, hu ftit ritratti!) We had a bit of a pitstop and mike, sam, cett and maria angela joined us. Uwija sam and my 'samuel time' ended up with us retelling our pasts and accusing the other of lying (sorry sam =P) uwija, it was funny. Then sam soaked both paula and I (and my camera- taking back the apology there boy =P) I took more photos, we chatted even more, walked a bit more too until reaching some pretty, grassy patch in miziep (don't know how to spell that). Mike was desperatly trying to soak up some sun and we ended up in a pile up and somehow I got sunburnt and brooks stole my shoe and ran away with it and luckily jean-marc is an angel and gave it back to me.. I can't remember everything, especially in this state of mind (victim of fatigue &gt;_O) On the coach back sam decided that he found the solution to me having a boyfriend- apparently I'm paying duncan XD quite funny actually. Then amy, paula, christa, tine, simone, danelle, kathy, julia, angie, glenn, sean, paul, peter, mike and I walked to valletta and went to mc donalds and everyone left except amy, paula, christa, tine and I (so we looked like the biggest pigs around with loads of trays of eaten meals XD). Duncan came to meet me (well, us =P) and tine and amy came up with this phenomenon about some girl called titziana cos of a message that had 'I' replaced with 'TI' that apparently is short for titziana &gt;.&lt; yes, I stay with losers- love you all =P Oh and it gets better- I sat in the middle of the road whilst laughing at a message and wait wait it's only going to get even more embarrassing- amy and I ran around screaming like litttle girls *her fault!* You see, I was holding her and I suddenly, calmly say, "cockraoch" and point at a 1.5cm sized roach and she squealed and I was like "calm down, ame!!". But then we're all standing in a circle and suddenly she points directly at my chest and screams whilst running away so, obviosuly, I screamed and ran after her XD well, the cockraoch was close to my foot- not ON me.. God I love that girl ^^ Then duncan, very kindly, gave both amy and paula a lift to luxol and tine and christa caught the bus home. Then duncan and I went to bahar ic-caqq and then home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;four- a new begining..&lt;br /&gt;Ok this the the post a few of you have been waiting for, some of you have no clue what I'm talking about and as for the others, (especially you- you know who I'm talking about 'mr red-floating-spheres' &gt;_O) be silent =P&lt;br /&gt;Ok as you all know, I'm not single.. and I absolutely suck at it XD So here's the story..&lt;br /&gt;Once apon a time, in a small sunny island called malta, situated in the middle of the mediterranean sea (yes, I want to make this sound pretty =P) a young couple decided to give each other, well err, a special hug and thus, I was born (scared you right there didn't I =P ?) .. Sixteen years and 9 and a half months later, I oh so reluctantly walked into henry j beans in quite a pissed off mood because the last thing that I felt like doing was face painting little kids for three hours on a sunday afternoon when all of my friends were out somewhere enjoying themselves without me. Now not only was I going to embarras myself by having little toddlers drool all over me all afternoon, but I actually had to ask this random guy (whom I now know as allan) if I had anything dropped off for me =| Ok so I started that "life changing" afternoon by blowing up red 'henry j beans' balloons (only making me look even more stupid XD) until vince came and gave me the lilac and fuscia groovy chick bag that held all the face paints.. I think you got it- I didn't like the idea of working that day =P&lt;br /&gt;So I sat down and did what I thought was wasted an hour and a half of my life when allan came up to me and asked if i wanted a job there.. reaction -&gt; yessss =O lol. That is when I felt all eyes on me- BOOM! How embarrassing. I look at this random guy behind the bar and see him speaking to allan and just staring at me. "Oh shit- look down and pretend to be busy." That's what passed through my head at that time. I don't know how realistic it could have possibly looked but yeah, it made me feel better. I later on got to find out that at that precise moment allan had told 'the barman' aka duncan *the boyfriend* that I seem quiet and to basically forget tainting my mind.. teehee opps =P&lt;br /&gt;Well, twelve days later I get a phonecall from hanks asking me to go in the following night- now that was embarrassing. I went to y4j to practise for the mass the next morning and then kinda ran it to hanks, forgetting all the jewelry that's been inpaled into my ears, well, impaled onto me and other stuff. So I stood there near the bar with (as far as I remember correctly) duncan, james and someone else removing all my 11 earings, rings and the rubbish around my neck and wrists. I was honestly so embarrassed it was sickening. Ok day one passed bla bla day two arrived. "Ooooh mr goodlooking barman is here again, what's his name again.. duncan! ah yes- remember that rache" &lt;- my brain speaking to me on the sunday haha. Twelve days after that, I worked on friday night- the place was practically empty. I started the night off by asking duncan where to fill the spray to clean the tables with from.. He showed me and made it a point to wet me too =P At a time, I was being my usual innocent self in the kitchen cleaning cutlary when in comes this duncan guy and starts pissing around with steve (the chef) and drawing on the hats, gets it smothered in bbq sauce and tries to put it on me- nice. Then there was the power wash that's used to wash the dishes.. I got slightly wet, seriously- not much. Well eventually he asked me how I was getting home and I said that I was iether going to walk it or my mum was coming for me and he told me that he'd take me home. I, being the stupid little girl that I am, was all full of butterflies inside (lool what a girl). Well sadly enough my mum was already outside and I had to (once again) embarras myself by rejecting the lift home. &lt;br /&gt;Believe me, the next day all my close 'girlie' friends knew about this duncan guy and he was (without being seen) labeled mr sexy &gt;.&lt; Fine I must admit to saying something like, I don't know, "oh my God guys what the hell I was getting a lift with......." I won't elaborate =P&lt;br /&gt;The friday after the same thing happened. I had found him on hi5 and I felt so hilarious when he called me near him and gave me a piece of paper with his msn address- honestly, I felt like I was caught in some kind of film lol. He asked me to come and see him the following night at hanks and I willingly agreed. Just in case any of you are thinking "how cute, she went to see him at work" I didn't, but I wanted to. No one wanted to come with me and I wasn't going to go alone.. duhhh =P So the next day I was just about to walk out of the door to go home from work when I found myself facing him through a glass door, a LOCKED glass door. How great was that, being stuck looking at a guy that I had a crush on (making me feel like I was 12 again) through a glass door after I 'stood him up' the night before *slap across the face*. Well I went to hanks with jean and steve that night to try and make it up to him haha. I will leave out a few of the stupid things that I said but I got his number, well he took my phone and dialed it (slightly obvious don't you think ;) ?) &lt;br /&gt;The day after, I messaged him. Yes, I got fed up waiting for a message so I did it myself =P On tuesday we planned to meet at 4pm to go out as a group of the staff for carnival. What he didn't tell me was that we were ment to meet at 6pm at hanks haha. So those two hours were kinda akward but funny. After going to hanks we went to valletta and he asked if I was single and I said yes and the next thing I know is his arms were around me and we were joking around in the street and when we went back to paceville, at bar native, there was the 'famous kiss'.. cuuuute. The real embarrassing moment was walking out of the place and up the stairs near cube.. He kissed me and guess who was standing right infront of us- allan. You should have seen my face- priceless. Anyways He walked me to where my mum was picking me up (another long story, no time for diversions =P) and that's about it. The next day He came for me at school- LOL! That honestly was funny XD And the friday after that, when I was leaving work to go home, He asked me out. Now you'd think that I would have jumped at him, or maybe just said yes. But no, I had to embarras myself even further. I looked at him and he was like, "you don't want to?" and I was like, "no no it's just er.. I'm a virgin and I want to remain one." I have no clue what I was expecting but all I know is that I went red which is quite weird cos I'm usually quite bold and upfront with my decisions, I guess it was cos I barely knew him. Well he looked releaved (he thought I was going to tell him that I wans't actually single) and told me that he didn't expect anything out of me.&lt;br /&gt;Well that was around 7 weeks and two hours ago haha. All I can really say is that it's been so different to anything before. Who on earth would have thought that I would have all of this just plonked right onto my lap.. a job (a ticket to soul survivor =P) and a boyfriend who I honestly really do trust and care about. I don't seem to sound codependent, not at all- I refuse to be dependent on anything or anyone other than Jesus and my bible, but I just really am glad that I have you (turned to duncan now), you just really make me smile =) (haha don't take this personally guys, you all make me smile my darling chickens) I mean don't get me wrong, I'm not going to say that this is what, the best thing ever and it's picture perfect and some kinda fariytale bla bla blehhh but it's a relationship that can be worked on and it's great just the way it is =D It's healthy (like a nice green amy/rache-made salad not from mc donalds lool), it's honest and it's just fun you know. Ahhh life's good =)&lt;br /&gt;So all I really want to say is thanks for the last 7 weeks of my life, you really make me feel special and you really do mean so much to me =) Oh and I'm sorry for all the times when, you know, I forgot you =P But I never actually DID forget you, you're always on my mind, it's just.. I don't know =S I guess I just get carried away..&lt;br /&gt;I think that I'm too tired to continue now it's 2:30am and I didn't exactly sleep well last night, at all, so I'm seeing all blurry and my eyes are closing on me haha.&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I'm trying to get at, these may just be words, but it's a way in which I can express myself. Yet I don't have any words for this, it's so strange. So all that I can really say is thanks for everything so far, God's really blessed me with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well kids, good night. SOrry it wasn't too nteresting, I think it's my mood. If i was more, wel, awake it may have been slightly more fun to read =P Oh and please say a prayer for the people living in slums tonight, then I see it rain I think of them more than ever.&lt;br /&gt;Blessings =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-8042769432054021328?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/8042769432054021328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=8042769432054021328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/8042769432054021328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/8042769432054021328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/03/four-in-one-haha.html' title='four in one haha..'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R-ww3yBlguI/AAAAAAAAAOs/k6YWnW_M1uY/s72-c/easter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-2361179167105552057</id><published>2008-03-13T08:36:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T09:38:47.894+01:00</updated><title type='text'>a quick inner explosion =P</title><content type='html'>Hi guys this is going to be very quick before I run off to school (I'm going in at 11 today muahaha XD)&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday duncan and craig picked me up after school and anyway we ended up at hanks and there were all the form5s of st dorothys and I swear I'm so proud of them (I have no clue why =/) but ahh it was so cute seeing all my little girlies in half their uniforms all vandalised and torn and I don't know.. I just love them so so much. Gave the group a little speach (lool what a loser &gt;.&lt;) and then hugged them all and signed a few tops (just as if I had remained at st dots and not moved back to st mikes hahaha).&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, cutting across country at the moment to finish this off, we ended up at ghajn tuffieha and whilst duncan and craig ran into the sea (apart from laughing) these words just slipped my mouth "wow, what an awesome God!"..&lt;br /&gt;Guys; WAKE UP!! Smell the flowers, touch the sand, feel the breeze- this is all God's creation!! Ah He's amazing! Don't we look at a painting and say, "illllll that must have taken an age!" or, "What skill.." or (the classic), "it looks just like a photograph!" (&lt;-with the 0.0 expression). Well, look at the world- that's God's work of art; His masterpiece. Actually don't just look at the world, look in the world, out into space, in all creatures; everything is so carefully designed! All the mountains, the raging seas, and forests, the stars.. How can you not fall in love with Him?- Impossible! (Fine, you may say, "yeah, if it really is His work of art, then why is the world so corrupted?". That's our fault, not Gods.)&lt;br /&gt;My point is, take time to just do nothing and admire. Living for His glory huh? Well give Him the glory, give Him the honour, the praise- thank the Lord for what is good and what is bad- yes- what is bad! Praise Him when everything goes wrong and when things go right for He is worthy. Ahh it's like this bubble in my chest is just being filled by His grace daily and ahhhh it's like I'm going to explode. Most of you know this feeling and God, it's incredible. To just feel so full of God's love and ahhh; I'm speachless. Yet there's so much to say =/ I don't know, I just feel so happy =D .. Ahhhhh if I don't stop now I'll keep going on and on =P &lt;br /&gt;That's just something that I had to get off my chest *ahhhh*&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm going upstairs to shower and change and (reluctantly) go to school.. praise the Lord =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-2361179167105552057?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/2361179167105552057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=2361179167105552057' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/2361179167105552057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/2361179167105552057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/03/quick-yet-powerful.html' title='a quick inner explosion =P'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-7718063130945602076</id><published>2008-03-10T01:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:52:37.906+01:00</updated><title type='text'>time to relax..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R9SN1pNn67I/AAAAAAAAANU/6XK8w8KU9mc/s1600-h/relaxed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R9SN1pNn67I/AAAAAAAAANU/6XK8w8KU9mc/s320/relaxed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175917824491121586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi guys, &lt;br /&gt;Sorry that I havn't posted once again this week but now I have time and I know exactly what is apropriote to blog about. Well, the elections are over.. What a day!! The results came out at like, what, 9pm? Damn tiring not to mention nerve wrecking! I had work from 12-4 (did nothing- duhhhhhh who would go out to eat today?)and then went home, showered and meet tine. We went to mass at 6:30 and then to krissy's house. Tried to order pizza hut but noooooooooooo nowhere wants to deliver today hehe. Played guitar heroes 3 (I suck.. seriously!! SUCK) and then singstar (a bit better there, apart from the rapping thing loooool what a mess we made XD).. yes, we are losers =P &lt;br /&gt;Finally the results came out and we had a few mintues of !"YEYYY oeeeeeeeoeeeeeeeoeeeeeeoeeeeeeeoooooooooo nazzjonalisti nazzjonalisti" bla bla (non of us are into politics especailly kris and I once we couldn't vote) but then went back to the ps2 and pizza (kris killed the chicken.. LOL) My mum phoned me quite a few times begging us to go out and celebrate but we just stayed in and relaxed. &lt;br /&gt;Life at the moment is pretty chilled out, for all of us. I mean sure, we all have to really start studying but we'll start that suring the Easter holidays. Now there's no more tension and everyone can just lay back and let gonzi give us our stipends and not mess around with the euro package bla bla.. ie NO MORE POLITICAL PROBLEMS =D&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, no one I know is going to school tomorrow, school; sixth form/its/mcast; uni- no one! And fr good reason I guess, I'm sure that a few fights will break out but nothing that serious- hopefully. The tension's all gone and believe, there sure was a lot of it after waiting around 9, if not more, hours for the results.&lt;br /&gt;At the moment I'm hearing the carcading, pretty funny the way that people can go around making so much noise when it's illegal, and so many are doing it =P I guess once at least a quarter of the population who voted PN are doing it, nobody really cares. I really wanted to put "vote for Peter Naudi" on my nik on msn once his y4j tops and user on the forum are all labeled as PN and not pete or something normal.. but it would have been silly =P&lt;br /&gt;I know that this is very random but I have the most amazing taste of freshly ground coffee in my mouth (kris made the most heavenliest of coffees ever!! Even better than the soul survivor ones!) Which reminds me, 153 days =D *gleee*&lt;br /&gt;Oh I must tell you guys XD Ok so kris has two dogs, benji and jessie. Both are beagles, jessie's blind though. So I was sitting quietly eating my [alberto] pizza with benji drooling all over my leg when suddenly jessie just jumped onto me and I squealed and got a huge fright &gt;.&lt; Thennnn, I put my legs up onto the sofa to try and 'hide' and they both end up half on the sofa and I was like "kris! You're dogs are trying to rape and rob me- help!!" and obviously, we both nearly died out of laughter haha. Then storm (the cat who I call winston) tried to molest me- seriously! I was like "keep your hands to yourself boy!". He's an adorable, shaved persion and I love him =P Pefect example of a complete kuclu! I love krissy's aminals/animols (yes, I spelt it wrong on purpose) If it wasn't for her, I wouldn't have george (my cat ^^)&lt;br /&gt;I think that I'm actually going to sleep now haha, I'm the only one awake and it's 2:33 am haha.&lt;br /&gt;God bless you all, and don't forget- relaxxxxxxx, God's totally in control =D !&lt;br /&gt;"Too blessed to be stressed" ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R9SNnpNn66I/AAAAAAAAANM/EtsOacwxbIY/s1600-h/relaxed.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R9SNnpNn66I/AAAAAAAAANM/EtsOacwxbIY/s320/relaxed.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175917583972952994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-7718063130945602076?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/7718063130945602076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=7718063130945602076' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/7718063130945602076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/7718063130945602076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/03/time-to-relax.html' title='time to relax..'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R9SN1pNn67I/AAAAAAAAANU/6XK8w8KU9mc/s72-c/relaxed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-5329213471621329989</id><published>2008-03-04T09:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:52:41.508+01:00</updated><title type='text'>*In The House* Y4J lenten talks 2008.. SUCESS!!</title><content type='html'>Hi guys, long time no post- sorry.&lt;br /&gt;I know that I vowed to post at least twice a week but I was honestly really caught up with everything especially the lenten talks =) So here's a bit about last week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R80MhE3i_QI/AAAAAAAAAMk/RpV1tDQyHMk/s1600-h/hallway_large.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R80MhE3i_QI/AAAAAAAAAMk/RpV1tDQyHMk/s320/hallway_large.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173805309300505858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up, go to school, go to my first lesson, get bored, meet sean, catch the bus, go to the church and help set up all day =P *oops* We all realy laughed and prayed and laughed some more. Add that with a decent amount of work and tadaaaaaa the church looks great and everything is in order (We started setting up on sunday at 4 [instead of 1] and I arrived at 6 cos I finished work late, and I got home at around half 12 at night! 'twas fun =P). The first lenten talk was great! I totally forgot the dance but that doesn't really matter haha but the lights were incredible, the sound was perfect, the talk was really motivating, the adoration was really relaxing and the praise was such fun! Room one was the hall (hence the picture =P). It was about coming in and putting down all of your burdens and getting ready to relax with God, just like what we do in our hallway (well, most of us haha) put your bags down, take off your jacket and get ready to relax..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R80Mx03i_RI/AAAAAAAAAMs/sRtGz1by798/s1600-h/1572-red-liv-room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R80Mx03i_RI/AAAAAAAAAMs/sRtGz1by798/s320/1572-red-liv-room.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173805597063314706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up, got to school, went to all my lessons (haha kris!!) &lt;- just had to say that haha back to lenten talks.. Day two was the living room. It's was basically like a forum. Yanike, hillary, daniel and jospeh sat on a sofa and fired questions at father ray. It was a really good discussion and quite an eye opener. Korin gave her testimony and really showed how God's in her life and helps her through everything no matter what! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R80M9U3i_SI/AAAAAAAAAM0/VY3CJnUUtqA/s1600-h/kitchen_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R80M9U3i_SI/AAAAAAAAAM0/VY3CJnUUtqA/s320/kitchen_5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173805794631810338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day three was the kitchen (yummmmm spiritual food =D) It was all about filling ourselves with the stuff that's really good for us. In my case, a reminder about music and other stuff (no need to elaborate =P) We had quite the spiritual attack on wednesday, the sound system and lights decided that they didn't feel like working =P everyone was quite panicy but instead I just missed mass and went to pray in the chapel. I found the best verse for the situation "our God forever and ever will be our guide forever" Ps 48 (don't remember the line) Then when I went into the church I just got amy, marie claire, charelle and her brother (I think that's it, sorry if I'm forgetting anyone) to come together and pray.. Obviously God was faithful and everything worked =D What an awesome God *gleeeeee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R80NKE3i_TI/AAAAAAAAAM8/BhBAEmTspsA/s1600-h/20010201_Remodel_Bathroom_page001img001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R80NKE3i_TI/AAAAAAAAAM8/BhBAEmTspsA/s320/20010201_Remodel_Bathroom_page001img001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173806013675142450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4 was purification; the bathroom. Zoe,pete, matt, cara, amy, bev, kai and jean performed the lifehouse mime- INCREDIBLE!! It was so evident that they all did it in such intense prayer, so devoted! Well done guys; you were amazing =) The talk was slightly shorter and was about how we need to confess and start anew. Then the adoration was about an hour long because of confession (there were preists posted all around the church so that people could go and confess and in doing so, cleanse themselves. The adoration was really good, long, intense and full of meaning- great =D&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RRWZhPb0pWw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R80NdU3i_UI/AAAAAAAAANE/qQnLNLMJsvs/s1600-h/master-bedroom_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R80NdU3i_UI/AAAAAAAAANE/qQnLNLMJsvs/s320/master-bedroom_3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173806344387624258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day five was the bedroom, a place to rest. I wasn't there but I heard that it was really good and beppe gave his testimony. I havn't actually listened to the recorded talk yet (no time) but I will do so cos I was really upset to miss my first lenten talk in all of the four sets that I've been to =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R9jY45Nn68I/AAAAAAAAANc/2pntKLymMUE/s1600-h/in+the+house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R9jY45Nn68I/AAAAAAAAANc/2pntKLymMUE/s320/in+the+house.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177126243604622274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This just closed everything off. It was a mass so that we could all come together and celebrate the eucharist =) Then we dismantled everything and left the church at like half 11 haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so so glad that everything went well =) Now we'll see what next year has for us and in the meantime, enjoy everything else that we have to prepare and organise =D&lt;br /&gt;God bless you all! Oh, and keep praying ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-5329213471621329989?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/5329213471621329989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=5329213471621329989' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/5329213471621329989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/5329213471621329989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/03/in-house-y4j-lenten-talks-2008-sucess.html' title='*In The House* Y4J lenten talks 2008.. SUCESS!!'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R80MhE3i_QI/AAAAAAAAAMk/RpV1tDQyHMk/s72-c/hallway_large.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-5043109036526894878</id><published>2008-02-24T03:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:52:41.785+01:00</updated><title type='text'>celebrate =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R8DXx-KgXGI/AAAAAAAAAMc/ptSEoJqCYuY/s1600-h/bigstockphoto_Three_Girl_Friends_Celebrating_212140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R8DXx-KgXGI/AAAAAAAAAMc/ptSEoJqCYuY/s320/bigstockphoto_Three_Girl_Friends_Celebrating_212140.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170369625721953378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh I can't sleeppppp but for a good reason this time =D Ok lenten talks are coming up reeeeeeally soon and I'm sure that you can tell by my typing (all the elongated words) that I'm really excited!! I'm listening to ben cantelon at the moment (on youtube, I didn't buy the cd and my pc didn't want to rip it =\) and I'm going slightly nuts &gt;.&lt; I WANT SOUL SURVIVOR BACK!!!!!!!! But once I can't go back to the past, and if I could I'd rather arrange a few things instead of going back to soul survivor once I'll be there in 168 days *yey*, I'm just sooooooooooooo thrilled at the idea of going again! Ok so the song I'm listening to now is 'celebrate' and, apart from soul survivor, all I can think of is God's majesty ahhhhh it's awesome! Today's meeting was incredible, I felt so, well, overwhelmed! I don't know, it was amazing. Just think about all the things that we're got going for us at the moment! We have a home to live in, food to eat, friends to turn to, a relationship with God- we're so privilaged!! Let's celebrate for what He's done for us! Listen to the lyrics and just praise cos, wow, we're so blessed. I don't know, the song's just really hit home at the moment and has just reminded me about all the things that I have been blessed with and that I can thank God for and just celebrate His love for me =)&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhhh I'm venting at the moment I seriously feel like my chest is going to explodeeeee. *breathe* oh oh "keep breathing; that's the key. breathe!" (gimli, lord of the rings book 3- first book of the second section- the two towers) Oh I know my stuff alrighty =P &lt;br /&gt;Ok so all I can do is pray and think and live at the moment. Yeah I know, it seems usual but it's different at the moment. I can't really explain but it's like I'm not happy unless I know that I've prayed.. AND IT'S GREAT!! Ahh so just to let you all know, I'm praying for you!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok now guys we're a big family and we need each other's support, right? So pleeeeeease pray for us as a community, especially at the moment. It's lent and we really need to grow closer to Jesus and now with the lenten talks we're in desperate need of prayers what with the dances and the mime and the sound and the finances but mainly for God's will to be done and to get people to really experience what we've been experiencing for the last how-ever-long-you've-been-close-to-God-for =P He's called us to be fishers of men and fishers of men we shall be =D Jesus provides and we must witness and ahhhh God's so great =)&lt;br /&gt;Ok if I don't shut up now I'll never stop haha *insane*&lt;br /&gt;Oh and a BIG wellcome back to luisa =D She's back from italy at the moment with her room mate. It was great seeing her again hehe. Make sure to keep her in your prayers to as well as robert, xixa and chris.. and everyone else muahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;God bless you all ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-5043109036526894878?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/5043109036526894878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=5043109036526894878' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/5043109036526894878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/5043109036526894878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/02/celebrate-d.html' title='celebrate =D'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R8DXx-KgXGI/AAAAAAAAAMc/ptSEoJqCYuY/s72-c/bigstockphoto_Three_Girl_Friends_Celebrating_212140.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-1009782263153917969</id><published>2008-02-23T12:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:52:41.929+01:00</updated><title type='text'>evil vs evil?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R8ARCOKgXFI/AAAAAAAAAMU/mDrhCaohg2Q/s1600-h/law.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R8ARCOKgXFI/AAAAAAAAAMU/mDrhCaohg2Q/s320/law.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170151102080900178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi guys.&lt;br /&gt;Ok I apologise for the very trivial post before haha, but it was something that's been going around in my head and like "I'm an honest person" =P&lt;br /&gt;I also want to make this clear:&lt;br /&gt;I DO NOT MEAN TO OFFEND ANYONE IN THE FOLLOWING TEXT. I WILL NOT JUDGE OR IGNORE PEOPLE BECAUSE OF THEIR VIEWS. I AM ENTITLED TO MY OWN OPINION AS IS EVERYONE ELSE.. that's about it =)&lt;br /&gt;So, the day before yesterday I was on the bus home and I was thinking (my substitute for reading) and, obviously, the idea of politics and elections came into my head. Now I'm really not into the whole politics thing (apart from at school because I could actually vote and it was quite funny haha *viva pulse* yeaah we won =P) for a couple of reasons that I personally think make sense.&lt;br /&gt;1. I can't vote for the next 5 years =P&lt;br /&gt;2. When the time comes, I will vote for the party that will do the best for the island and, for the time being, will not associate myself with being a nationalist or a laborite.&lt;br /&gt;3. It's evil vs evil!&lt;br /&gt;Coming from a family that are quite into politics (that's almost an understatement- my dad's been phoning all the people that he knows who live abroad to make sure that they come down to vote &gt;.&lt;) I am going to be very open minded and say.. I HATE POLITICS =P&lt;br /&gt;Ok, maybe that's not considered as open minded (at all) and maybe not hate, but dislike the idea.. Think about it, political parties are groups of people who like, fight. That's it. Yes they may be doing good for the country and of course we need a government, but what's the whole fuss about? Think about the 'dark ages of malta', so many deaths, so many accidents, and I'm afraid that this is going to happen all over again =\ With one party insulting and blaming the other obviouslyt fights are going to break out and I'm sure that the last thing we want is to end up facing a civil war. I just wish that everyone would just vote and, whether their party loses or wins, live life normally. Fine, I must confess that the celebrations are hilarious and great fun =P&lt;br /&gt;It's been 5 years since we've joined the european union and won the elections and yes, the country has moved forward- a lot! Though is such conflict needed? What we're actually doing when we vote is voting for the better of evils (which is a good thing =P pretty confusing huh?) and in doing so, doing the best for our little dot in the mediterranean sea =)&lt;br /&gt;So guys, before you offend someone who doesn't have the same political views as you, before you make fun of a party (a supporter may be standing near you) and before you decide what is 'good' and 'bad'- think! We're all just people who want the best but we can't decide. Sorry if I confused anyone and I repeat- I don't mean to have offended anyone.&lt;br /&gt;God bless you =P (He's the only one you can really trust haha =D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-1009782263153917969?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/1009782263153917969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=1009782263153917969' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/1009782263153917969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/1009782263153917969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/02/evil-vs-evil.html' title='evil vs evil?'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R8ARCOKgXFI/AAAAAAAAAMU/mDrhCaohg2Q/s72-c/law.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-7938484924435854603</id><published>2008-02-19T09:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:52:42.144+01:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmmm..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R7qa3uKgXEI/AAAAAAAAAMM/3PxDzYNKI8U/s1600-h/IMG_1648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R7qa3uKgXEI/AAAAAAAAAMM/3PxDzYNKI8U/s320/IMG_1648.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168613804436642882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi guys.&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'm sick haha but to be honest I'm really fine with it. Yes yes you may all think "Sure you're ok with it, you're sick for like 99.8% of your life! One would think that you'd be used to it by now bla blaaaaa" but actually I'm just really happy that I have a home to be in whilst I'm sick =) Ahh slum survivor has seriously stopped me from complaining (all of you, especially brooks and achie, don't say anything lool). So in all of my sickness and not being able to sleep yet being exhausted and sending a few messed up messages (haha you guys know who you are =P) I've been thinking about life in general and whilst I was at the doctor, well pharmacy, I looked at the hair dye charts and realised that I have the lamest dilemma on the planet spiraling in my brain! &lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine? A dilemma about what colour to dye my hair- what a girl!! I am ashamed and completely shocked at myself, but yes, I am confused and I want to know what to do &gt;.&lt; You'd think that a weekend like the last would only make me wonder about world poverty.. But alongside world poverty and slums, I have blue and lime extensions floating round and round inside the sparkly black swirling vortex situated in my head aka my mind =P Should I go back to lime, or should I dye my hair blue black and get blue- that IS the question ha! The thing is, if I get lime now, then I'll get blue in summer for soul survivor, or viceversa. But the problem is, in summer I'll want my lime back (I know that I would, it's like my trademark lool) especailly with the black and lime bikini that looks so pretty underneath a dress or top and with black and lime hair =P And the blue is quite wintery, I don't know why, I just seems so- it's deeper. But am I right or not =S ?&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'm really freaking myself out at the moment, I'm just typing without thinking and I've just wasted around 5 minutes of my, as well as your, life. I'm off to try and do something productive.&lt;br /&gt;God bless =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-7938484924435854603?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/7938484924435854603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=7938484924435854603' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/7938484924435854603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/7938484924435854603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/02/hmmmm.html' title='hmmmm..'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R7qa3uKgXEI/AAAAAAAAAMM/3PxDzYNKI8U/s72-c/IMG_1648.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-1484698349623952614</id><published>2008-02-17T21:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:52:42.397+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Slum Survivor; the ultimate challange</title><content type='html'>Here's our Slum Survivor blogsite:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://slumsurvivormalta.blogspot.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's bacially what we did with a few photos, I hope that they upload more of the photos and ask for testimonies =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R7iz9OKgXDI/AAAAAAAAAME/LRqWez_Fhrc/s1600-h/slum+survivor+2008+-+the+applicants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R7iz9OKgXDI/AAAAAAAAAME/LRqWez_Fhrc/s320/slum+survivor+2008+-+the+applicants.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168078436763196466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello!!&lt;br /&gt;We're back and all alive.. Talk about an adventure! I have honestly NEVER been so happy to look apon my bed before, ever! I don't exactly know where to start and what to say but all I can really say is that we're so lucky to live with all the basic comodities that we're given yet that we give such little grattidude for the most basic things such as a daily shower, food, water, a bed and a warm place to live in. &lt;br /&gt;Wow, it's really been an eyeopener, we're so spoilt!! To think that I complain about food and my computer for being slow and not having credit in my phone when there are people in the world who wake up wondering if they are going to get the chance to nibble at something that day and who can only dream of ever getting more than living in a slum out of life. We're such a selfish world, well, most of the five-sixths of the world's population (the other one billion are living in slums all over the world) who just go on with life normally and acknowlegde the fact that people are living under the worst sort of conditions yet don't do anything about it. I'm not pointing any fingers at anyone, really, I'm not because I myself was all care free when the money boxes used to come round at school, but after living &lt;em&gt;just three days&lt;/em&gt; in a slum and withstanding the elements and the horrible glances from people (yeah, people actually thought that we were homeless and avoided eye contact-how rude =P !! You know, rude when it comes to the no eye contact thing haha). &lt;br /&gt;I honestly can't call myself anything other than -S-E-L-F-I-S-H- for ever complaining about such stupid and petty things that I probably will complain about by the time next week is over. But that's what happens when you're not living the life that these guys lead. Before slum survivor we were all discussing about how great it's going to be and what fun we'll have bla bla but it was honestly really hard and really challenging and until you're actually living the way that they do, you can't imagine how tough it is.&lt;br /&gt;So, here's my brief overall of the weekend..&lt;br /&gt;day 1: We arrived at baystreet at 4pm. The last thing that I ate and drank was a bacon baguette and a diet coke. We started to build our slums at 5pm and kept going till around 9pm. Then we were served 3kg of rice which was like WAY too much cos we could only eat like a cup/ladel each (quite funny really). I don't really remember what we remained doing but at around 12am we all prayed together, gotinto our slums and whilst the others slept I stayed awake praying and thinking and the moment I closed my eyes to sleep, ben or drew called me out for nightwatch. Gruppetta and I went to hacienda so that I could use the bathroom haha. At around 2am (couldn't really tell cos we didnt' have watched so we had to ask for the time) duncan and darren came and the poor guys had to listen to ben going slightly mad and me being all sleepy =P by like 3am everyone except rob and drew were awake hehe but then brooks, gruppetta and I went into the girl's slum to sleep and the beams from the ceiling fell on us and the ceiling caved in and I was woken up by a puddle literally sploshing onto my face &gt;.&lt; we had people passing by us all night and looking at us covered in boxes and sleepingbags looking like the biggest group of losers ever, but it was worth it! Three guys spent like 2 hours with us and really made us laugh, jonas, chris and someone else (can't remember who- sorry =/) and then I slept for like an hour on brooks poor guy haha.&lt;br /&gt;day 2: Everyone was telling me to go home because I was sick. My mum came and she was really worried and wanted me to go home but, well let's just say that I'm a very stubborn person =P Kevin came with the whole camera crew to film us for the news..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://public.di-ve.com/streaming/on_demand_media_streamer.aspx?id=1705&amp;encoding=8&amp;backUrl=streaming%2fon_demand_event_encoding.aspx%3fid%3d1705&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Go 30mintues into the news and wait a few seconds, we're there =D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tutzi, sam, bettina and philippa came to visit us to and then after praying and eating another cup of rice, we started to finish what the weather had started (break down our slums). We started on a new one, a better one that was more sustainable. Ilaria ahd a bad migrain and ended up going home. We basically spent the whole day building, sleeping, praying, chilling, doing a bible study, making a football and playing with it and at like 7pm we tasted what we thought was the best thing ever- rice with salt pepper and olive oil *heavenly angels singing lool* Aww, it's amazing the way that a little bit of oil, slat and pepper can turn 24 of nothing but two cups of plain rice and having another cup with those into something beautiful =P Tine felt really sick and had to go home. We were really worried about her and prayed for her as well as for illy. After that, the arch bishop came to visit us together with tutzi and becky and he ate some rice and actually came into the slum and sat inside.. Then we had a challange and came draw (girls vs boys) and we got like 10 skittles each AND a chocolate croissant *melt* then we just laughed around and after y4j everyone came and I stayed up last with drea, fabien, matt and andrew until like 1am and then they 'tucked' me into bed lool how cute (they held the cardbaord door, what gentlemen =P)&lt;br /&gt;day 3: I woke up qutie  afew times in the night and by what we think was 7am (no watches) cara and I went to security to use their bathroom haha. we cleared up all the flyers that we found on the floor after all the wind (gail force 6- coldest night in malta in the last 21 years wooooow!!) and sat down on the benches in our sleeping bags. Mina and brooks came out to join us and my mum came with panini instead of rice- YEY! so we all had a panina each and a mug of hot water that helped thaw our hands and insides haha. Tine came back so that was quite an encouragement =) We counted the money that we collected and then got ready for mass. After mass everyone halped us bring the slum down and pack everything up and by 1pm I arrived home to the hottest and longest shower in my life and what I know will be the most appreciated meal of my life, oh, and a diet coke =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to say a HUGE thanks to everyone who took part in it, to all of the people who aupported us and to everyone who prayed for us; you're incredible =) Obviosuly all the glory goes to God and I know that the only thing that kept us going was the reassurance that He kept placing in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to bed now haha. I'm running a fever so I don't think that I'll go to school tomorrow- I'm not complaining =P&lt;br /&gt;God bless you all and obviosuly, I shall finish this off with my tagline of the day (or week/month/howeverlong it lasts..)&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;thank God for your bed tonight =)&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-1484698349623952614?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/1484698349623952614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=1484698349623952614' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/1484698349623952614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/1484698349623952614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/02/slum-survivor-ultimate-challange.html' title='Slum Survivor; the ultimate challange'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R7iz9OKgXDI/AAAAAAAAAME/LRqWez_Fhrc/s72-c/slum+survivor+2008+-+the+applicants.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-1763044615349856197</id><published>2008-02-15T00:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:52:42.850+01:00</updated><title type='text'>valentine's day =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R7TQ8eKgXCI/AAAAAAAAAL8/6rfmkXNbyl8/s1600-h/rose.jpg-1bf67b69-4e89d6da.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R7TQ8eKgXCI/AAAAAAAAAL8/6rfmkXNbyl8/s320/rose.jpg-1bf67b69-4e89d6da.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166984409808657442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi world; Happy valentine's day =)&lt;br /&gt;Ok this morning I missed my first lesson (physics) because I couldn't get out of my house once it was practically flooded in all types of flowers that had been delivered specially for moi.. YEAH RIGHT!! I missed my first lesson because I arrived at school at twenty past 8 due to traffic. I was really feeling sick today, honestly, blehh! I missed my first EVER philosophy lesson too 0.0 Point is, I was dying. Had work tonight too and that was fun but now the day has come to an end and I'm nackered. But here's the reason as to why I really wanted to post:&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S BETTINA AND KARLA!!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, three valentine's days ago we decided to be eachother's valentines and, taadaaaaa, we still are =)&lt;br /&gt;The only photo that I have of just us three together was taken in feburary 2006 so bear with it haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R7TN1eKgXAI/AAAAAAAAALs/Rv-UVJuEDCA/s1600-h/sam+me+bet+kai+sue+mar+and+svet2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R7TN1eKgXAI/AAAAAAAAALs/Rv-UVJuEDCA/s320/sam+me+bet+kai+sue+mar+and+svet2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166980991014689794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And just a big "happy valentine's day" to all the couples out there (including myself haha!). But guys, no matter how perfect your boyfriend/girlfriend can ever be, Jesus loves you so so much more. So don't fret if you're single this year- Jesus is your valentine just as much as He's mine =D Just remember to hold on to your friends and the ones you love most cos you'll never have such treasurable ones again =)&lt;br /&gt;God bless you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-1763044615349856197?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/1763044615349856197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=1763044615349856197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/1763044615349856197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/1763044615349856197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/02/valentines-day.html' title='valentine&apos;s day =)'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R7TQ8eKgXCI/AAAAAAAAAL8/6rfmkXNbyl8/s72-c/rose.jpg-1bf67b69-4e89d6da.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-4665617252216359955</id><published>2008-02-13T22:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:52:43.265+01:00</updated><title type='text'>letting go; once again =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R7NlOOKgW_I/AAAAAAAAALk/6XoIzUvMqpE/s1600-h/letting+go.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R7NlOOKgW_I/AAAAAAAAALk/6XoIzUvMqpE/s320/letting+go.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166584492518824946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo!&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'm officially sick =P And for once, I'm taking medicine willingly 0.0 (haha I really want to be healthy for slum survivor). So I'm talking to miguel at the moment (hi mig ^_^ hehe) and we've just decided to 'let go and surrender' once again =) Now you may not know (including you, mig) that miguel actually really helped me with my Christian life and taking one of those big steps. If it wasn't for miguel I would have probably not surrendered my 'music problem' till, well, lately =P I won't get into it but he has a really touching story to tell and can really, really help, no matter what the situation is =) Well, he was the one to really open my eyes to the dangers of music. My point is, thanks =D Well, now as we're letting-go-buddies (miguel and I, together with bob- his virtual snail XD) I just want to ask you to pray for us hehe even if it's just a small prayer.. please. Haha silly me =P &lt;br /&gt;As I'm sure you can all see, girl in the picture is letting go of things through writing them on leaves that she's dropping into the water. I had done that once, with a paper boat though. Maybe you didn't realise but there already is a leaf in the water, meaning that she's already let go of other hurts and earthly desires and probably has many more. I just wish that somehow, one day I'd have let go of everything and be totally free of anything that's holding me back from God. &lt;br /&gt;Guys together we have to support each other on this journey and really, really pray for each other because it really isn't easy to let go and live to follow Christ =)&lt;br /&gt;God bless!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-4665617252216359955?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/4665617252216359955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=4665617252216359955' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/4665617252216359955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/4665617252216359955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/02/letting-go-once-again.html' title='letting go; once again =)'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R7NlOOKgW_I/AAAAAAAAALk/6XoIzUvMqpE/s72-c/letting+go.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-2804619079905288468</id><published>2008-02-12T09:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:52:43.860+01:00</updated><title type='text'>pre slum survivor battle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R7FaReKgW8I/AAAAAAAAALM/m9W2b-P99I0/s1600-h/HandtoHandCombat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R7FaReKgW8I/AAAAAAAAALM/m9W2b-P99I0/s320/HandtoHandCombat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166009503772072898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello!&lt;br /&gt;It's 9:02am and I'm in my weekly 'alone free' =P I've been thinking for what, the last 4 mintues (just kidding, it's been circling my brain since I got up), about this "spiritual attack" that's starting to get to me right about when I woke up. So, last night I woke up by the sound of the rain and I spent around 10 minutes or so praying to be followed by falling asleep to a weird dream that i don't really remember but yeah, when I woke up I was so happy to be in my fluffy black bed all cosy and what not when it dawned on me- I'm going to die this weekend XD As most of you know, I honest to goodness have NO ammune system, or maybe I have one but it's just dormant &gt;.&lt; Whilst everyone may end up with a simple cough or cold, I'd be so lucky if I didn't end up with bronchitus or pneumonia XD But, and a big BUT Jesus is going to protect me I know it, I feel it and all I have to do is pray. I know that I won't remain 100% healthy but I'm sure that through prayer, I'll be able to avoid getting THAT sick..&lt;br /&gt;After I slept and woke up at half 6 (now you all know why my alarm rings at 5:45 - so that I'll wake up by half six =P) it felt as if a truck backed up into me. "what?!" you may ask, well, that was my reaction.. "Jesusssssssssss why!? Come on God I can't already be weak, I need my strength for this weekend.. please oh please oh pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeease heal me" bla bla.. then it struck me- "Oh no!!!! Not the famous 'spiritual attacks!!' =O" Well yeah, they've started and they're most likely going to get bad, but that's only because God's planning on doing great things this weekend!! but I'm going to make sure that they don't affect me. Praise through the storm, right? Yeah, that's right =D All we can do is pray pray pray and pray a bit (well, a lot) more. This is battle we're fighting and we might as well claim victory in the best of manners =)&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I found this with a quote that really hit home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R7FaYOKgW9I/AAAAAAAAALU/tMzlIddsVRc/s1600-h/cprlogoIMGbk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R7FaYOKgW9I/AAAAAAAAALU/tMzlIddsVRc/s320/cprlogoIMGbk.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166009619736189906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now when it comes to the weather, it's going to be something that NON of us can avoid once we're going to be exposed to whatever God gives us. I kinda hope that it does rain because that would really be an amazing experience though it would be nice if the sun came out.. Ahh! Look at what I'm doing, I'm dreaming about the weather that I want not God, but ME- SELFISH!!! That's everyone's problem; if only THIS would be like THAT and THAT like THIS.. Wow, God has so much patience with our petty minds =P &lt;br /&gt;I think that's all for now. Blessings =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 42:13&lt;br /&gt;The LORD will march out like a mighty man, like a warrior he will stir up his zeal; with a shout he will raise the battle cry and will triumph over his enemies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R7FaoOKgW-I/AAAAAAAAALc/0-YBf-vvnnE/s1600-h/30.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R7FaoOKgW-I/AAAAAAAAALc/0-YBf-vvnnE/s320/30.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166009894614096866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-2804619079905288468?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/2804619079905288468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=2804619079905288468' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/2804619079905288468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/2804619079905288468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/02/pre-slum-survivor-battle.html' title='pre slum survivor battle'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R7FaReKgW8I/AAAAAAAAALM/m9W2b-P99I0/s72-c/HandtoHandCombat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-3880420564169440381</id><published>2008-02-10T03:09:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:52:44.224+01:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHHH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R65dsOKgW7I/AAAAAAAAALE/72BSW6l3rNo/s1600-h/PEA0321~Peanuts-Celebrate-the-Little-Things-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R65dsOKgW7I/AAAAAAAAALE/72BSW6l3rNo/s320/PEA0321~Peanuts-Celebrate-the-Little-Things-Posters.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165168836938324914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok I just posted the slum survivor thing and tadaaaaaa... my blog is working again =D wow everything is in it's original place and looks so pretty and yey I'm happy.. Oh yeaaaas Jesus =P&lt;br /&gt;Keep praising X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-3880420564169440381?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/3880420564169440381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=3880420564169440381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/3880420564169440381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/3880420564169440381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/02/ahhhh.html' title='AHHHH!'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R65dsOKgW7I/AAAAAAAAALE/72BSW6l3rNo/s72-c/PEA0321~Peanuts-Celebrate-the-Little-Things-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-4044106814398566261</id><published>2008-02-10T02:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:52:44.518+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Slum Survivor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R65bo-KgW4I/AAAAAAAAAKs/JmoLO-AU79w/s1600-h/_771271_slum300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R65bo-KgW4I/AAAAAAAAAKs/JmoLO-AU79w/s320/_771271_slum300.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165166582080494466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi guys,&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep =P Ok I'm suddenly really excited for slum survivor =D You see, yesterday, well two days ago once it's past midnight, I realised how cold the air can actually get in malta at night (very, very cold =P). I was at work and the host stand is close to the door so whenever anyone opens the door, a gast of utterly freezing cold wind just swept by me and I couldn't exactly go and put on my jacket haha. Well, that made me think about the upcoming weekend. You see, if we get wet- tough! And if we get sick- tougher!! *glee* it's going to be such fun =P Basically, what we're going to be doing is just living on baystreet terrace and facing challanges in order to 'survive', following a diet of one or two cups of rice a day and being deprived of all comforts. There is always going to be, like a great grey cloud looming above our heads, the risk of our shack being torn down. In doing this, we hope to open people's eyes to poverty all over the world as well as fund raise for an orphange in Kenya and obviously get closer to each other and to Jesus =D Oh and the photo of the guy in the tent thing is something like what we're going to be living in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R65bXuKgW3I/AAAAAAAAAKk/nm3uhIoGoPo/s1600-h/slum_survivor_0210_470x352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R65bXuKgW3I/AAAAAAAAAKk/nm3uhIoGoPo/s320/slum_survivor_0210_470x352.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165166285727751026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's only one con in the whole idea; we know that we're going to go back to living a normal life, with a warm bed and food and showers (God, I'm going to miss being clean =P) by sunday evening, but these guys who really do live in slums, all one BILLION of them, don't have that consolence (oh my, I forgot how to spell that =/)&lt;br /&gt;Well guys, maybe I should go back up and &lt;em&gt;try&lt;/em&gt; to get some shut eye =)&lt;br /&gt;Good night and God bless you all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and here's the flyer.. I don't have a picture of the banner (which is way cooler but oh well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R65cQuKgW5I/AAAAAAAAAK0/d-Um-NZiVHw/s1600-h/Slum+Survivor+Flyer+final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R65cQuKgW5I/AAAAAAAAAK0/d-Um-NZiVHw/s320/Slum+Survivor+Flyer+final.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165167264980294546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-4044106814398566261?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/4044106814398566261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=4044106814398566261' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/4044106814398566261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/4044106814398566261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/02/slum-survivor.html' title='Slum Survivor'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R65bo-KgW4I/AAAAAAAAAKs/JmoLO-AU79w/s72-c/_771271_slum300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8289120425308061707.post-1784259873801164971</id><published>2008-02-08T15:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:52:44.712+01:00</updated><title type='text'>true love waits =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R6xtwC2J3YI/AAAAAAAAAKc/RJ573kcDEwM/s1600-h/250px-Sringthing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R6xtwC2J3YI/AAAAAAAAAKc/RJ573kcDEwM/s320/250px-Sringthing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164623544852274562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I've come to terms with everything and this is what I've come up with.. here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"On my honour, I vow, to blog at least twice a week until death do me part"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slightly corny but I took the "on my honour" part from something that I remember doing when I became invested as a real scout, "I vow" because it's a promise, "twice a week" because .. because =P and "until death do me part" from a marraige vow. Add all those up and tadaaaa "rache's blog-vow" XD&lt;br /&gt;Ok here's what my post is about.. I'm sure that all of you who know me have got to know how INSANE my dreams can get.. well I think (I'm not sure, it's really weird) I keep dreaming of finding my true love. It's as if I know the dreams but I'm not sure if I'm actually dreaming them when I sleep or if they're just a faint picture of true love really is in my brain (oooooh =P) I'm sure you all know how, well erm, anti touchy (in that way) I am.. All the "eweeee" little-girl-reactions that I tent to give out is kinda lame but, yeah, it's me. Well all of a sudden I just want to find mr prince charming (oh don't we all =P) and hopefully he'll come with a black horse that ISN'T called destiny *enchanted lool* But that will take time, and I'm fine with it..&lt;br /&gt;Now the whole 'commitment to not dating' is something that I'd never do, but ahhhh I just want mr perfect to keep forever and everrr (yes, I'm in a mood) this post doesn't really have a destination, I'm just letting a few emotions out haha. It's just that yesterday I was going through my documents and I found my TLW plegde. So for anyone who wants it, here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRUE LOVE WAITS&lt;br /&gt;THE TLW PLEDGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Believing that true love waits, I make a commitment to God, myself, my family, my friends, my future mate, and my future children to a lifetime of purity including sexual abstinence from this day until the day I celebrate the sacrament of marriage.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Signed………………………………………                              Date…………………………………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read it, print it, fill it in, obey it and treasure it =) ajma guys.. God's great =D maaaa I sound so so so loony.. I don't think many of you know about this, but let's say it was sometime in december (yeah I think it was) when I dreamt that I lost my virginity and got pregnant and everything was so messed up. I really remember crying and praying in my dream and when I woke up, for a split second I still thought that I was pregnant =S Around a second later I realised that it was just a dream and I praised God so much for my virginity that day (they must have been the funniest prayers that He received in 24 hours =P) The point is, when I made that pledge I knew that it would be hard (it's not hard yet, but eventually I'm sure it will be, especially if I get ingaged) I'm going to make sure that I stick by this, really, I am =) Oh and if you look at the picture, the ring's shadow is a heart and it's got purity written on it for a reason =)&lt;br /&gt;That's about it I think. Oh wait, there is something else. We've just started ethics in philosophy and just in case you don't know, my brain rushes from one thing to the next. Just as today we spoke about test-tube babies, I know that we'll soon have a discussion on abortion. In that case, my arguement is ready =P&lt;br /&gt;1- If you actually do believe in God then you would not be able to kill the baby inside of you (you're conscious would KILL you)&lt;br /&gt;2- Even in cases of rape, it's not the babies fault (there's what is known as an orphanage if worst comes to worst)&lt;br /&gt;3- If it's an 'accident' then the couple should have thought of that before they slept with each other [to every action is an equal and opposite reaction *physics*]&lt;br /&gt;Then all the other pro-life issues will come up and after posting on the y4j forum and even blogging about the subject, yeah, I think I'm very prepared for battle =P *I'm going in* XD&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I really do think that that's it now haha.&lt;br /&gt;God bless you all =)&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UcyRCOA8fWY"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and a friend of mine just sent this to me, so here it is- thanks friend =D xxxx&lt;br /&gt;Fight until your death to keep what is of one man and one man alone. For lose it and you will shed tears beyond compare, regret that you will have nothing to give.&lt;br /&gt;So out of love and sacrifice for your loved one, from now on, my dearest that one day you will smile and say "it was worth the wait"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8289120425308061707-1784259873801164971?l=rache-777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/feeds/1784259873801164971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8289120425308061707&amp;postID=1784259873801164971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/1784259873801164971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8289120425308061707/posts/default/1784259873801164971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rache-777.blogspot.com/2008/02/true-love.html' title='true love waits =)'/><author><name>rache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13588220308455217043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/S2nfCR54ZtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wrW6HnDVPTw/S220/Picture0003+(3).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYUSnYTav7Q/R6xtwC2J3YI/AAAAAAAAAKc/RJ573kcDEwM/s72-c/250px-Sringthing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
