<?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-5316030618318941010</id><updated>2011-07-08T07:28:21.869+08:00</updated><category term='moments'/><category term='life.'/><category term='songs'/><category term='school'/><category term='church'/><category term='Everyday'/><category term='GOD'/><category term='special'/><category term='poems'/><category term='NPCC'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>Mistress of words</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>232</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-6345709403331288813</id><published>2010-01-30T12:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T12:39:05.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mooooved</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MOVED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://conditionedtoposition.blogspot.com"&gt;here :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;follow me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-6345709403331288813?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/6345709403331288813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=6345709403331288813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/6345709403331288813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/6345709403331288813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2010/01/mooooved.html' title='mooooved'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-2015756639958395694</id><published>2010-01-21T01:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T01:41:29.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First of 2010</title><content type='html'>I'M BACKKKKK.&lt;br /&gt;AND I'M DEAD BORED.&lt;br /&gt;Lets see.&lt;br /&gt;Things I did this year:&lt;br /&gt;1.Co-hosted a new years day party.&lt;br /&gt;2.Got 10 points for 'O's (with bonus points)&lt;br /&gt;3.Went for poly open houses&lt;br /&gt;4.Went for CJ open house&lt;br /&gt;5.Hung out at Beatrice's place&lt;br /&gt;6.Had people over at my place twice&lt;br /&gt;7.Started doing my 1000 piece puzzle again&lt;br /&gt;8.Went bowling&lt;br /&gt;9.DID ABSOLUTELY NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, so far 2010 has been absolutely idle for me.&lt;br /&gt;Two days ago, I fell in love with Tokio Hotel (and Bill Kaulitz).&lt;br /&gt;Super random, dunno how it started.&lt;br /&gt;But yeah so I've been talking about it non-stop&lt;br /&gt;for the past two days. And today my dad goes and meets&lt;br /&gt;the production manager for Muse, since Muse is coming&lt;br /&gt;to S'pore and my dad sells stage systems and his boss&lt;br /&gt;asked him to go meet the guy. And they were talking, and my&lt;br /&gt;dad finds out that this same guy is the production manager&lt;br /&gt;for TOKIO HOTEL. Is that crazy? Yes it absolutely is.&lt;br /&gt;And so my dad mentions that I love Tokio Hotel, and the&lt;br /&gt;guy says he'll arrange for some Tokio Hotel stuff (tees and whatnot)&lt;br /&gt;and he'll give it to my dad!!! Crazy shit ok.&lt;br /&gt;I love my dad's job, really. He doesn't know the celebs, but&lt;br /&gt;doesn't matter since they aren't the ones that take of this kinda stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Like the SingFest thing. I would have never been able to go&lt;br /&gt;without the free tickets. :D&lt;br /&gt;Crazy stuff. My dad is psychic. Really.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. School supposedly starts next week.&lt;br /&gt;Yay. I needa do something, homework maybe.&lt;br /&gt;I've been rotting. Its almost 2am.&lt;br /&gt;I've started my acute-daydreaming again.&lt;br /&gt;Thats bad, really bad.&lt;br /&gt;A desperate cry for reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit late but oh well, I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;NEW YEAR'S RESOLUTIONS!:&lt;br /&gt;1.Have self-discipline&lt;br /&gt;2.Pass chinese regularly&lt;br /&gt;3.Lose 5kg?&lt;br /&gt;4.Save $300&lt;br /&gt;5.Better my guitar skills&lt;br /&gt;6.Ace piano grade 8&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-2015756639958395694?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/2015756639958395694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=2015756639958395694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/2015756639958395694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/2015756639958395694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-of-2010.html' title='First of 2010'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-342155825174628795</id><published>2009-11-20T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T00:18:27.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What happens after</title><content type='html'>Decisions scare me. Badly.&lt;br /&gt;And I never handle it well.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think many people can tie&lt;br /&gt;themselves into a big damned knot&lt;br /&gt;every time they have to make a big&lt;br /&gt;decision. You know what, I'm scared&lt;br /&gt;to death about 'O' level results.&lt;br /&gt;You know whats the worse kind of&lt;br /&gt;big decision to make? The kind that&lt;br /&gt;has only two options and the one&lt;br /&gt;that you choose affects all the people&lt;br /&gt;involved negatively. And you know&lt;br /&gt;what, I just made one of those decisions.&lt;br /&gt;And I am lost. People are angry with&lt;br /&gt;me which is evoking, so far, no reaction&lt;br /&gt;from me because it is absolutely new.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not used to people being angry with&lt;br /&gt;me, not this way. I'm not used to making&lt;br /&gt;people sad or letting people down. So its&lt;br /&gt;unintentional, but it doesn't change the&lt;br /&gt;fact that I did. Its difficult to deal with.&lt;br /&gt;People need me, but I need me. And I&lt;br /&gt;need to stop talking. This isn't helping.&lt;br /&gt;I need to go to church. Talk to God.&lt;br /&gt;Kneel at a pew for an hour. I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;Something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-342155825174628795?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/342155825174628795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=342155825174628795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/342155825174628795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/342155825174628795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-happens-after.html' title='What happens after'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-8725835097940962023</id><published>2009-11-16T19:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T19:36:24.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hit it</title><content type='html'>The first thing I felt like doing,&lt;br /&gt;was tearing the notes up.&lt;br /&gt;The second I felt like doing,&lt;br /&gt;was giving the uniform all back to&lt;br /&gt;them and saying, "you know what,&lt;br /&gt;I changed my mind, thanks to&lt;br /&gt;you guys, and I'm not coming back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been having a headache,&lt;br /&gt;for almost a week. It never goes away,&lt;br /&gt;always in the background. and it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hurts. &lt;/span&gt;I'm exhausted. And all I wanna&lt;br /&gt;do now is go for prom and have the&lt;br /&gt;most awesomest time and forget all&lt;br /&gt;the crap thats been hitting me in the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna write a book.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna compose a song.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna act in a movie.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna dance in a recital.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna throw everything out the window,&lt;br /&gt;tell everyone goodbye, and sneak out the door.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-8725835097940962023?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/8725835097940962023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=8725835097940962023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/8725835097940962023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/8725835097940962023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-hit-it.html' title='I hit it'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-303388983605865562</id><published>2009-11-15T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T23:45:06.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhaustion.</title><content type='html'>I am exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;I've been out everday since tuesday,&lt;br /&gt;except thursday. i spent wednesday,&lt;br /&gt;friday, saturday and today shopping.&lt;br /&gt;For the whole day. Yesterday was&lt;br /&gt;an all-day birthday party and&lt;br /&gt;thursday, I spent playing xbox, with a&lt;br /&gt;couple of church people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, I don't want my&lt;br /&gt;life to change. I don't want to have to&lt;br /&gt;adapt to a JC, to make new friends.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to have to decide whether&lt;br /&gt;or not I really want to become a CI&lt;br /&gt;and go nuts because my brain can't&lt;br /&gt;settle on one decision. I don't want to&lt;br /&gt;explain myself anymore. I don't want&lt;br /&gt;to have my way of thinking be ridiculed&lt;br /&gt;by my own parents. Yes, its weird,&lt;br /&gt;Yes you probably don't get why anyone&lt;br /&gt;would think like that, but guess what,&lt;br /&gt;I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I want. Which is why&lt;br /&gt;I can't and don't want to decide. It's like&lt;br /&gt;being told to pick your meal before you've&lt;br /&gt;even decided on a restaurant. Absolutely,&lt;br /&gt;impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This not helping, nothing is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has answers to my every question,&lt;br /&gt;but everyone is biased in some way or another.&lt;br /&gt;NP people would want me to go back because&lt;br /&gt;the CCA needs to be saved. My parents&lt;br /&gt;probably don't want me back cos hey, its been&lt;br /&gt;quite obvious that they've never agreed on&lt;br /&gt;any choice I've made regarding NP ever. Zh&lt;br /&gt;wants be to go back to accompany her?&lt;br /&gt;I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like it when people ask my own questions&lt;br /&gt;back at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found the things I can't stand.&lt;br /&gt;Repeating myself, explaining myself/ my actions.&lt;br /&gt;Not getting answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When both sides are wearing the same armor,&lt;br /&gt;how do you tell them apart? By listening to the&lt;br /&gt;hearts that are in sync with yours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-303388983605865562?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/303388983605865562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=303388983605865562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/303388983605865562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/303388983605865562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/11/exhaustion.html' title='Exhaustion.'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-7542510821054654842</id><published>2009-11-12T23:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T23:35:06.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's backkkk</title><content type='html'>you know, when I'm feeling sad or happy&lt;br /&gt;or whatever and I wanna talk to someone,&lt;br /&gt;or I just need to talk to someone, I think&lt;br /&gt;of all the people I know, and not a single&lt;br /&gt;name pops into my head. I draw an&lt;br /&gt;immediate blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pathetic aren't I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-7542510821054654842?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/7542510821054654842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=7542510821054654842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/7542510821054654842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/7542510821054654842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-backkkk.html' title='It&apos;s backkkk'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-2070600400536587284</id><published>2009-11-12T19:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T20:00:17.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Much ado about everything</title><content type='html'>At this moment, right now,&lt;br /&gt;I am conflicted.&lt;br /&gt;There are two things, I need to&lt;br /&gt;think about. One, which has a very&lt;br /&gt;close deadline, and the other, which&lt;br /&gt;fortunately has not presented a&lt;br /&gt;deadline and has no reason to.&lt;br /&gt;I hate decisions, like the big ones.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH. I dunno what to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-2070600400536587284?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/2070600400536587284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=2070600400536587284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/2070600400536587284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/2070600400536587284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/11/much-ado-about-everything.html' title='Much ado about everything'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-4523885432232280781</id><published>2009-11-10T22:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T22:57:05.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's OVER.</title><content type='html'>HIATUS IS OVER! haha.&lt;br /&gt;My 'O's officially ended today.&lt;br /&gt;Though I haven't exactly reacted&lt;br /&gt;to that fact yet.&lt;br /&gt;I've permed my hair. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;It's for prom but gosh it feels WEIRD.&lt;br /&gt;Haha still. I'M GOING SHOPPING&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW. YAY. For my dress of&lt;br /&gt;course. Ok. I'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-4523885432232280781?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/4523885432232280781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=4523885432232280781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/4523885432232280781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/4523885432232280781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-over.html' title='It&apos;s OVER.'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-5398298647218754349</id><published>2009-10-20T23:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T23:59:44.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming like waves on the shore, inevitable.</title><content type='html'>You know, I just typed out a blog post&lt;br /&gt;that sounded so emo and angsty that&lt;br /&gt;I deleted it. AND I almost slapped&lt;br /&gt;myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets just say, I'm about to have&lt;br /&gt;a breakdown.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-5398298647218754349?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/5398298647218754349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=5398298647218754349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/5398298647218754349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/5398298647218754349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/10/coming-like-waves-on-shore-inevitable.html' title='Coming like waves on the shore, inevitable.'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-2611954740260123448</id><published>2009-10-09T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T23:47:01.937+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Graduation.</title><content type='html'>I graduated from secondary school today.&lt;br /&gt;Yup. Honestly I don't know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;Four years, over and done. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;I think one of the best parts of today is&lt;br /&gt;when my clique planned a surprise&lt;br /&gt;belated birthday celebration for me.&lt;br /&gt;AH. I LOVE THEM. They're super awesome.&lt;br /&gt;AND I officially had my third cake for&lt;br /&gt;this birthday. :D They gave me an awesome&lt;br /&gt;backpack, which I'm gonna use right away.&lt;br /&gt;AND pink and white striped bra and underwear&lt;br /&gt;LOL. They're really crazy. And they SIGNED&lt;br /&gt;on the underwear! Lol. Anyway, I don't really&lt;br /&gt;know what to type about today, I'm too&lt;br /&gt;lazy to relate the whole event. And I'm&lt;br /&gt;sleepy too. Ahh. Forget it, I'm bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-2611954740260123448?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/2611954740260123448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=2611954740260123448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/2611954740260123448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/2611954740260123448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/10/graduation.html' title='Graduation.'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-1896580077455299428</id><published>2009-10-05T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T22:25:36.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Sixteen</title><content type='html'>It's my birthday today!&lt;br /&gt;My sweet sixteen!&lt;br /&gt;I never imagined myself sixteen&lt;br /&gt;I always used to see sixteen year olds&lt;br /&gt;and go, "Wow, sixteen." Well look,&lt;br /&gt;here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had school today...as usual ):&lt;br /&gt;My classmates sang me happy birthday&lt;br /&gt;in the canteen and made me a&lt;br /&gt;makeshift cake. A muffin, with yakult&lt;br /&gt;straws as candles. Haha, we're celebrating&lt;br /&gt;on friday. After school I went to study&lt;br /&gt;in church with Fred and Nick Neo.&lt;br /&gt;Then I stopped by Tessa's house to&lt;br /&gt;return her her geog tb. We talked for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;Then I came home, chionged dinner and&lt;br /&gt;went to the clubhouse for my mini-celebration :D&lt;br /&gt;It was me, Glen, Beatrice and Justin. Haha,&lt;br /&gt;They bought me a mango cheesecake!&lt;br /&gt;Haha. It was really great and really dense.&lt;br /&gt;AND we finished it. Glen almost puked.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun though. and I loved it despite its&lt;br /&gt;supposed simplicity, it was great! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, my parents brought me to&lt;br /&gt;eat dinner at Angus House, its this steak&lt;br /&gt;place in Taka. Actually its like a fine dining&lt;br /&gt;place. Like with different cutlery and&lt;br /&gt;different courses. There was &lt;span&gt;hors d'oeuvres,&lt;br /&gt;it was fish, really good. Then mushroom soup,&lt;br /&gt;then a salad with a japanese dressing. Followed&lt;br /&gt;by tenderloin steak and finished off with tiramisu.&lt;br /&gt;I was absolutely stuffed, as I am right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do want to thank everyone who wished me&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday or celebrated it with me, no matter&lt;br /&gt;how small the celebration because right now, this&lt;br /&gt;is a really anxious time for everyone so all efforts&lt;br /&gt;are appreciated! :D&lt;br /&gt;So, THANK YOU :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-1896580077455299428?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/1896580077455299428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=1896580077455299428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/1896580077455299428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/1896580077455299428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/10/sweet-sixteen.html' title='Sweet Sixteen'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-1016981396853885181</id><published>2009-09-30T20:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T20:53:48.587+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Its a lost cause, but I'm stuck anyway.</title><content type='html'>You know what pisses me off,&lt;br /&gt;not getting angry.&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that just because I never&lt;br /&gt;get angry, there must be something&lt;br /&gt;wrong with me when I do? Doesn't&lt;br /&gt;everyone get angry?? The last I&lt;br /&gt;checked it was completely normal.&lt;br /&gt;But no, apparently its abnormal for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna rant about my sister now&lt;br /&gt;because I need to. And I couldn't care&lt;br /&gt;less if she reads it. In fact, I hope she&lt;br /&gt;does. With her its like if she gets angry&lt;br /&gt;she expects everyone to accept it and&lt;br /&gt;no one is allowed to fault her even if&lt;br /&gt;she's wrong. But if my mum, or my dad&lt;br /&gt;or I get angry with her she blows up.&lt;br /&gt;She starts spouting the most ridiculous&lt;br /&gt;rubbish on earth. Like she knocks over&lt;br /&gt;my mum's cup of drink and SHE gets&lt;br /&gt;angry with my mum. Or my mum&lt;br /&gt;scolds her for something that happened&lt;br /&gt;between her and my youngest sis and she'll&lt;br /&gt;say, "See lah, Nicole getting me into trouble&lt;br /&gt;again." AHEM, Nicole's 8, she's 13. I find it&lt;br /&gt;hard to believe that Nicole is evil. And she's&lt;br /&gt;never given any proof of Nicole's alleged&lt;br /&gt;evilness anyway. Every morning my parents&lt;br /&gt;have to shout themselves half to death to&lt;br /&gt;try and wake her up and that pisses me off.&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't she ever think of anyone but herself?&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't care that she stresses my parents&lt;br /&gt;out so much. my mum packs up her desk and&lt;br /&gt;within 2 days, its completely devastated. Her&lt;br /&gt;desk is a nightmare. My mum spends hours&lt;br /&gt;on it and she can't even keep it clean for a&lt;br /&gt;week?? Worse still, she scolds my mum if&lt;br /&gt;she can't find something. Everytime she's&lt;br /&gt;angry we have to bear with it but the super&lt;br /&gt;rare times that I actually get angry, she acts&lt;br /&gt;as if I'm not allowed to get angry. She goes&lt;br /&gt;like, "What is wrong with you. So grumpy."&lt;br /&gt;doesn't sound that bad until you hear it in&lt;br /&gt;her tone of voice. Like acid. She's the only&lt;br /&gt;one that doesn't care that I hate getting&lt;br /&gt;angry and by emphasizing that I am, it&lt;br /&gt;makes me more pissed off. She always makes&lt;br /&gt;herself the victim. YEAH RIGHT. Most of the&lt;br /&gt;time, she's the only one in the wrong.&lt;br /&gt;She almost never says she's sorry. She's so&lt;br /&gt;quick to defend herself that she's probably lying&lt;br /&gt;without knowing it. She gets into a huge fight&lt;br /&gt;with my parents and acts completely normal&lt;br /&gt;a couple of hours later like she never did&lt;br /&gt;anything wrong, she's completely unaffected&lt;br /&gt;when everyone else was. She borrows stuff&lt;br /&gt;and never gives it back. The other day, I&lt;br /&gt;borrowed a stick glue from her and she told&lt;br /&gt;me straight off that she didn't know where the&lt;br /&gt;cap was, I said ok and tried to use the half&lt;br /&gt;dried up glue the best that I could. A couple&lt;br /&gt;of days later she comes to me demanding for&lt;br /&gt;it, when I give it to her capless, she goes.&lt;br /&gt;"Where's the cap!" in a super angry voice.&lt;br /&gt;I explain calmly that she gave it to me without.&lt;br /&gt;and the next thing she says is the best. "You&lt;br /&gt;could have asked for the cap!" I was like blank.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't she say she couldn't find it? It made&lt;br /&gt;absolutely no sense. Then she went on to say,&lt;br /&gt;"See lah, how am I supposed to use it now that&lt;br /&gt;its all dried up!" EXCUSE ME, who was the one&lt;br /&gt;that lost the cap! See what I mean. Do something&lt;br /&gt;wrong, blame everyone else. It makes no sense.&lt;br /&gt;I've tried to understand why she's like that.&lt;br /&gt;Why she can't see that when she gets angry&lt;br /&gt;she's no better than a drunkard, making no&lt;br /&gt;sense, blaming the world. And she denies&lt;br /&gt;everything. I wanna help her get out of&lt;br /&gt;her extreme behavior, its been manifested since&lt;br /&gt;she could talk, but its been absolutely impossible.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do. And I just hate the&lt;br /&gt;way she treats her family. Surprise, surprise,&lt;br /&gt;she's an angel to her friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I hate it when people get an&lt;br /&gt;L1R5 of 10 for prelims and they're upset&lt;br /&gt;because it ISN'T A SINGLE DIGIT. Wtf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-1016981396853885181?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/1016981396853885181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=1016981396853885181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/1016981396853885181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/1016981396853885181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-lost-cause-but-im-stuck-anyway.html' title='Its a lost cause, but I&apos;m stuck anyway.'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-7364474285747280481</id><published>2009-09-26T19:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T00:52:19.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons learned</title><content type='html'>Catch yourself before you fall,&lt;br /&gt;or you're sure to hit the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be cautious in case the road ends,&lt;br /&gt;before you expect it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't walk off the plank, if you're&lt;br /&gt;unsure if there are sharks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to what you've got,&lt;br /&gt;you never know when it might leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't hold on too tight,&lt;br /&gt;if not, it will definitely leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life without love,&lt;br /&gt;isn't a life at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me the other day,&lt;br /&gt;that depression is merely a form of&lt;br /&gt;self-centeredness. I absolutely agree.&lt;br /&gt;And stress is merely a socially-acceptable&lt;br /&gt;form of a mental illness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone needs someone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-7364474285747280481?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/7364474285747280481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=7364474285747280481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/7364474285747280481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/7364474285747280481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/09/lessons-learned.html' title='Lessons learned'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-8170085308488027616</id><published>2009-09-17T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T22:22:19.313+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Blood Promise</title><content type='html'>I JUST READ BLOOD PROMISE.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah, I gave in. My mum actually&lt;br /&gt;suggested that I should read it, so I&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't be bugged about it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;BUT I'M GOING CRAZY NOW.&lt;br /&gt;*warning this post contains spoilers.&lt;br /&gt;(don't read this post if you haven't&lt;br /&gt;read the book and are planning to)&lt;br /&gt;I really really didn't expect all of that&lt;br /&gt;stuff. There were two problems going&lt;br /&gt;on at the same time. One was Lissa's&lt;br /&gt;and of course Rose's. It was absolutely&lt;br /&gt;crazy. Its like, it ended then it didn't,&lt;br /&gt;the it ended then it didn't! THEN IT&lt;br /&gt;ENDED AND THEN IT DIDN'T.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I just sounded crazy. Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm surprised that I liked the way it&lt;br /&gt;turned out. Christian and Lissa broke up,&lt;br /&gt;Adrian's gonna seriously try to start&lt;br /&gt;dating Rose, and if she agrees to, well,&lt;br /&gt;I think I really don't mind. Dimitri isn't&lt;br /&gt;dead but he is full-fledged Strigoi and&lt;br /&gt;obviously, he's loving it. So the tables&lt;br /&gt;have turned, he's hunting Rose down now.&lt;br /&gt;To kill her. But they've heard something&lt;br /&gt;of a "fairytale" that can turn strigoi back,&lt;br /&gt;I mean Rose knows and told Lissa. So the&lt;br /&gt;Dimitri problem is very VERY unsolved&lt;br /&gt;at the moment. Damn. I HAVE TO WAIT&lt;br /&gt;ALMOST A YEAR FOR THE NEXT BOOK.&lt;br /&gt;I've never chased a book series before.&lt;br /&gt;It's really frustrating. I love Adrian Ivashkov.&lt;br /&gt;Dimitri as a Strigoi doesn't stick well with&lt;br /&gt;me so as long as he's still one, well I'm an&lt;br /&gt;Adrian Ivashkov fan now. CAN'T BELIEVE&lt;br /&gt;HE'S NOT DEAD. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna try and put in some serious&lt;br /&gt;studying tomorrow. But right now, my brain&lt;br /&gt;feels like it's gonna fizzle out. I've read for&lt;br /&gt;almost 5 hours straight. It's really exhausting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-8170085308488027616?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/8170085308488027616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=8170085308488027616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/8170085308488027616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/8170085308488027616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/09/blood-promise.html' title='Blood Promise'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-6653163766198103555</id><published>2009-09-16T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T23:50:24.189+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Miow</title><content type='html'>Prelims are over for me. Yeah, I'm the lucky ass.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Majority of my level still has chem tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;and those retaking MT have the prelim on friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously have to stop watching romance movies.&lt;br /&gt;They make me more sad than anything. Still, my&lt;br /&gt;favourite movie is still A Cinderella Story. I must&lt;br /&gt;have watched it over 20 times already. So the&lt;br /&gt;quality's not the best, its a pretty old movie but&lt;br /&gt;hey, it gives me a little hope that some fairytales&lt;br /&gt;come true. I really need a fairytale. Or a miracle,&lt;br /&gt;either's fine. You know what, I just had a thought.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'd ever find a romantic Singaporean&lt;br /&gt;guy. Like sheesh, what kind of a proposal is, "eh,&lt;br /&gt;wanna go buy HDB flat?" I'd slap the guy if he said&lt;br /&gt;that. Yes, I'm a terrible romantic. But seriously,&lt;br /&gt;why aren't guys like that anymore. Ok, maybe&lt;br /&gt;some are, but they're a severe minority I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop ranting now. But really, is it so much to&lt;br /&gt;ask for a guy to be romantic? LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-6653163766198103555?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/6653163766198103555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=6653163766198103555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/6653163766198103555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/6653163766198103555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/09/miow.html' title='Miow'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-1887016796800001127</id><published>2009-09-14T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T23:11:27.086+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Uhhhh</title><content type='html'>When you meet people online, what's your first thought?&lt;br /&gt;Me I wonder how old they are. Then I wonder where&lt;br /&gt;they're from. I'm talking about rpgs so you don't see&lt;br /&gt;their faces or their names or whatever. Its really&lt;br /&gt;interesting. The best way to get research on youths&lt;br /&gt;around the world. I mean they &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;could &lt;/span&gt;be lying but&lt;br /&gt;they must have gotten their lies from somewhere right?&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Like peer pressure or whatever. Imagine being&lt;br /&gt;in a semi-chatroom listening to people from the halfway&lt;br /&gt;around the world talking about how they do pot and&lt;br /&gt;they love it and they drink, and they wish they were&lt;br /&gt;drunk. and they take sleeping pills to get high and they're&lt;br /&gt;all either presently gay, have been gay or are bi. From&lt;br /&gt;where I'm sitting, its interesting. I'm not gonna get into&lt;br /&gt;that stuff. (EWW) I mean that's why I see people talk&lt;br /&gt;about it, cos I'm never gonna do that stuff. Scary shit.&lt;br /&gt;And they aren't all from the same country so its kinda&lt;br /&gt;like a wider perspective. Is all that shit &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fun????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I find it a BIG turn-off. Not cool. It's slow&lt;br /&gt;suicide anyway. I'd rather be called pure and innocent&lt;br /&gt;for the rest of my life. I dunno how much of that stuff&lt;br /&gt;is done around here. It'll be interesting to find out.&lt;br /&gt;But I haven't met a single Singaporean yet. Mostly all&lt;br /&gt;from the northern hemisphere. I feel as if I should&lt;br /&gt;write an essay now. Damn SBQs, won't leave me alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-1887016796800001127?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/1887016796800001127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=1887016796800001127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/1887016796800001127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/1887016796800001127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/09/uhhhh.html' title='Uhhhh'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-4166793722001701558</id><published>2009-09-09T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T23:15:41.064+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>So they sang.</title><content type='html'>Who's to say, I haven't lost control?&lt;br /&gt;There's a good chance, I have.&lt;br /&gt;And I hear what they say.&lt;br /&gt;No, I am not the best. &lt;br /&gt;Stereotyped yes.&lt;br /&gt;one piece of good news,&lt;br /&gt;expected of the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delusional, they are.&lt;br /&gt;Illusions that comfort, but are blind.&lt;br /&gt;You tell yourself you'll survive,&lt;br /&gt;But you won't.&lt;br /&gt;Suppose there was hope. Good.&lt;br /&gt;Not many are so lucky.&lt;br /&gt;Like myself, for example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perish evil thoughts!&lt;br /&gt;So I may see a clear path.&lt;br /&gt;Victory lies beyond the black gates.&lt;br /&gt;My head pounds hard, does yours?&lt;br /&gt;A piece of mind picked out,&lt;br /&gt;too much to fear, ergo you,&lt;br /&gt;will fall in failure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-4166793722001701558?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/4166793722001701558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=4166793722001701558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/4166793722001701558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/4166793722001701558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-they-sang.html' title='So they sang.'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-7705764313736872305</id><published>2009-09-08T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T23:56:09.025+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Army Open House 2009</title><content type='html'>Army Open House 2009!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes, I went yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;With Zhuang Hua, Jiaxuan, Andrea, Rubini, Zakiah, Vivien and Hazwani. &lt;br /&gt;It was pretty awesome. We got to climb &lt;br /&gt;into the the vehicles and stuff and we &lt;br /&gt;watched a simulated terrorist attack, with the&lt;br /&gt;tanks and everything, firing blanks of course.&lt;br /&gt;But damn, it was LOUD. I think most soldiers&lt;br /&gt;go deaf in the end. Gunshots are scarily loud.&lt;br /&gt;I really had no idea that they were THAT loud.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we got to take photos with some&lt;br /&gt;soldiers! HAHA. But we didn't get to do the&lt;br /&gt;live firing :'( sighh...nevermind, there's always next year :D We saw the SAF Drama and Music people again! The awesome beat boxer, Dharni, who I found out was actually Singapore's rep at a word beat boxing comp.&lt;br /&gt;Really amazing stuff. Anyway, I think that&lt;br /&gt;if Singapore ever wanted to send anyone to&lt;br /&gt;rep our country in singing or whatever, they&lt;br /&gt;should send the SAF Drama and Music Company.&lt;br /&gt;They're better than the Singapore Idols anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. We had dinner after that at Jurong point, during the dinner hour! BIG mistake, it was crazily crowded. But we managed to get a place at Macs. Yeah, then MRT-ed alllll the way home.&lt;br /&gt;I reached home around 10. Anyway, that's the most excitement I've had in a while. Gonna crash, waking up early tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-7705764313736872305?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/7705764313736872305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=7705764313736872305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/7705764313736872305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/7705764313736872305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/09/army-open-house-2009.html' title='Army Open House 2009'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-4501383265320166144</id><published>2009-09-06T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T22:59:57.887+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Blast</title><content type='html'>ITS BUGGING ME.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, luckily, I've roped in help.&lt;br /&gt;*Laughs evily*&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I need to get more help.&lt;br /&gt;ALTHOUGH, I've discovered something interesting.&lt;br /&gt;But I've told myself not to jump to &lt;br /&gt;conclusions cos well, I could be wrong :D&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I've already done a brilliant job in &lt;br /&gt;restraining myself from killing him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-4501383265320166144?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/4501383265320166144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=4501383265320166144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/4501383265320166144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/4501383265320166144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/09/blast.html' title='Blast'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-1697708857814227349</id><published>2009-09-03T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T23:52:14.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>na na na</title><content type='html'>A quick word!&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;It's so frustrating you know!&lt;br /&gt;Sigh but I'm trying my best to keep&lt;br /&gt;an open mind, so I won't be like&lt;br /&gt;expecting anyone in particular,&lt;br /&gt;cos then I could be disappointed. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, AHHH&lt;br /&gt;I've got 5 papers left.&lt;br /&gt;A math paper 1 and 2,&lt;br /&gt;geog paper 2 ,&lt;br /&gt;physics paper 1 and 2.&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-1697708857814227349?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/1697708857814227349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=1697708857814227349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/1697708857814227349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/1697708857814227349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/09/na-na-na.html' title='na na na'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-2832907037930852465</id><published>2009-08-26T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T00:23:02.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sing it loud</title><content type='html'>AHHH.&lt;br /&gt;Prelims are coming soonnn.&lt;br /&gt;Argh.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Passing comments:&lt;br /&gt;Drag queens freak me out.&lt;br /&gt;Ew.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE child singers.&lt;br /&gt;I mean the ones that can really sing.&lt;br /&gt;Like Hollie Steel and Ciana Pelekai.&lt;br /&gt;Amazing. Really, they're pure talent.&lt;br /&gt;I think I just like children lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have a realisation,&lt;br /&gt;Singapore kids don't have enough&lt;br /&gt;self-confidence and charisma,&lt;br /&gt;in general of course. There are some that&lt;br /&gt;do. Only wish there were more.&lt;br /&gt;Cos then if we ever had Singapore's Got&lt;br /&gt;Talent, we'd really see some talent.&lt;br /&gt;Singapore needs to develop more on&lt;br /&gt;that aspect. I think its really brilliant that&lt;br /&gt;we have academically brilliant kids, my&lt;br /&gt;mum was telling me about the three&lt;br /&gt;Singaporeans who topped Oxford, but&lt;br /&gt;are they the people that you remember?&lt;br /&gt;Well, unless they're becoming the next&lt;br /&gt;Einstein, I guess. But you know whats funny,&lt;br /&gt;We might have lotsa future Einsteins,&lt;br /&gt;but definitely no future Leonardo Da Vincis.&lt;br /&gt;Its the whole Arts VS. Sciences thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we're way too academic. Its&lt;br /&gt;unbalanced you know. Not everyone is a&lt;br /&gt;genius in science. Because of all that, I think,&lt;br /&gt;A LOT of other Singaporean talents are lost.&lt;br /&gt;Arts related careers are so highly discouraged&lt;br /&gt;that even kids who had potential to become&lt;br /&gt;amazing artists (Singers, dancers e.g.) had no&lt;br /&gt;chance to develop on their talent. And I think&lt;br /&gt;its sad that we may not be known for anything&lt;br /&gt;else than our math textbooks and scholars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all boring don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;Brilliant sure, but not exciting!&lt;br /&gt;I know a lot of amazing dancers and singers my&lt;br /&gt;age and stuff but none of them would get a&lt;br /&gt;chance to do what they love. Simply because&lt;br /&gt;there's absolutely no industry for it here.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going against the PAP or anything,&lt;br /&gt;I'm just thinking that there are other ways to&lt;br /&gt;make ourselves known in this huge world&lt;br /&gt;around our little red dot and we have yet to&lt;br /&gt;try it all. Any you never know unless you try&lt;br /&gt;right? Precisely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my last note.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-2832907037930852465?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/2832907037930852465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=2832907037930852465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/2832907037930852465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/2832907037930852465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/08/sing-it-loud.html' title='sing it loud'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-127627529318106607</id><published>2009-08-19T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T00:00:06.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese 'O's</title><content type='html'>Hello people.&lt;br /&gt;So, today was the release of the Chinese 'O' level&lt;br /&gt;results!!&lt;br /&gt;I swear a miracle happened because:&lt;br /&gt;1.I PASSED.&lt;br /&gt;2.I got a B4!&lt;br /&gt;I don't even pass normally so this is really way out.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I started crying once I knew cos I was really&lt;br /&gt;scared that I failed or something. But I was really&lt;br /&gt;happy that I DIDN'T fail so I started crying.&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to eveyone who got their As! :D Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Crescent has like 70% distinction for chinese,&lt;br /&gt;and that's really scary. Yeah well, I'm happy with&lt;br /&gt;what I got and I'm not retaking. :D&lt;br /&gt;Yup. So that's it for now.&lt;br /&gt;English 'O' level oral tomorrow :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-127627529318106607?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/127627529318106607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=127627529318106607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/127627529318106607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/127627529318106607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/08/chinese-os.html' title='Chinese &apos;O&apos;s'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-6156154924462755119</id><published>2009-08-16T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T00:30:43.267+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello world. &lt;br /&gt;A new chapter of my life has begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cliche much?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is true. Before I launch into&lt;br /&gt;a very exciting day, I think I might be&lt;br /&gt;mildly narcoleptic although my mum won't&lt;br /&gt;listen to any of my theories. My falling&lt;br /&gt;asleep problem is really driving me nuts&lt;br /&gt;and I just wish there was a medical &lt;br /&gt;explanation for it you know? Then I'd know &lt;br /&gt;I could have it treated of something. Right&lt;br /&gt;now I have no idea how to stop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now on to the story.&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated Vanessa's birthday today,&lt;br /&gt;her actual birthday's on tuesday. So we&lt;br /&gt;did a dinner thing at SICC. All the cousins&lt;br /&gt;+ 3 of her friends, Samantha, Sabrina and&lt;br /&gt;Amelia. So we did the dinner thing and then &lt;br /&gt;we went downstairs to bowl. That was the plan&lt;br /&gt;anyway. We were bowling halfway and then&lt;br /&gt;Samantha was talking about how her god brothers&lt;br /&gt;family was in SICC too. (they're all members and&lt;br /&gt;stuff) Then the four of them started freaking&lt;br /&gt;out. I dunno why. Must be the prospect of guys&lt;br /&gt;or something. Anyway, ness told me about these&lt;br /&gt;guys before, Jonathan and Justin. And Jonathan&lt;br /&gt;is the vice-head of council of St. Gabs. and he&lt;br /&gt;knows Ivan. So the family eventually came down&lt;br /&gt;to the bowling alley. I was talking to ness &lt;br /&gt;and I mentioned that Ivan was cute, I mean &lt;br /&gt;he's not bad looking right? But it doesn't&lt;br /&gt;mean I like LIKE him. Nah, not my type. And ness&lt;br /&gt;threatened to tell Jonathan that I said that.&lt;br /&gt;So I said fine. and I dared her to do it to&lt;br /&gt;his face and in front of me. -_- and she did.&lt;br /&gt;Its not like it was some deep dark secret &lt;br /&gt;of mine. After she told him we started talking.&lt;br /&gt;General stuff, like school, 'O's blah blah,&lt;br /&gt;common topic nowadays. Yup. He's a really nice &lt;br /&gt;guy, reminds me of Seow. Funny and all that.&lt;br /&gt;So that was really unexpected. Cos by the time&lt;br /&gt;their family came around all the cousins had&lt;br /&gt;left already. So we were the only ones our&lt;br /&gt;age there. The nearest was his brother, who's&lt;br /&gt;sec2. That was fun, I haven't met anyone new &lt;br /&gt;in ages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did more than four hours of e math today.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh and I'm still not done! I'm behind in&lt;br /&gt;some homework. Like english morning practices&lt;br /&gt;and some MORE e math homework. And I have an &lt;br /&gt;A math paper to do. I need to start studying &lt;br /&gt;my humanities too. I freaking out ok. prelims &lt;br /&gt;are in 10 days. I am really freaking out.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to drop chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;Lets say I do drop chem, this is my aim for &lt;br /&gt;prelims. &lt;br /&gt;English: A1&lt;br /&gt;E math: A1&lt;br /&gt;A math: A1&lt;br /&gt;Physics: B4&lt;br /&gt;Geog: B3&lt;br /&gt;SS/Lit: B3&lt;br /&gt;L1R5: 13 points.&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck, I'll need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before I leave:&lt;br /&gt;Over it, over you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-6156154924462755119?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/6156154924462755119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=6156154924462755119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/6156154924462755119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/6156154924462755119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-6213557523912899658</id><published>2009-08-10T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T00:03:01.120+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>National Day weekend</title><content type='html'>Had a pretty eventful weekend. Yup. &lt;br /&gt;I had lunch with the class clique,&lt;br /&gt;all 13 of us. Haha. Ate at BK. It was&lt;br /&gt;really quite crazy. Then I went home,&lt;br /&gt;studied for a bit and went out at 3.30&lt;br /&gt;to watch G.I. Joe with my cousins and my&lt;br /&gt;sis. G.I. Joe is really really brilliant. &lt;br /&gt;It's the kind of movie you've GOT to watch&lt;br /&gt;in a cinema. The effects just gotta be seen&lt;br /&gt;on a giant screen. Yeah, it was like a mash&lt;br /&gt;up of all brilliant action movies!&lt;br /&gt;Haha The G.I. Joe almost look like Transformers,&lt;br /&gt;Rex had a mask that had Voldemort's nose but&lt;br /&gt;made him sound like Darth Vader and there were&lt;br /&gt;weapons that sounded like they came out of&lt;br /&gt;Start Wars or Halo. Lol. It was totally worth my&lt;br /&gt;$8.50 Okkk...Saturday. Hmmm...I can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, went bowling. I had a slight mental breakdown&lt;br /&gt;there, but I don't wanna think about it.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night at Grandma's house. I was studying &lt;br /&gt;mostly, Tessa too since her CTs start tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was interesting, to say the least. &lt;br /&gt;Church was exceptionally full. Lunch at Ikea was&lt;br /&gt;alright, I won't go into details. We wanted to&lt;br /&gt;take a look at some 3-cushion thing, but it hadn't&lt;br /&gt;come in yet. Lol. Then we went to the Honda showroom, &lt;br /&gt;my parents wanted to look at the Honda Freed. &lt;br /&gt;I think its kinda cute, although Ness hates it.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. We went to Vivo after, I ACTUALLY wanted to&lt;br /&gt;go look in Zara's up-to-70%-off sale, but Fox&lt;br /&gt;caught my eye first. Did I mention I LOVE Fox?&lt;br /&gt;I do. It rocks. Haha. They were having a storewide&lt;br /&gt;half price sale! Haha. I bought 2 tops and a dress.&lt;br /&gt;Ness bought a dress too, the exact same one! Haha&lt;br /&gt;It'll be reallllyyyy funny if we wear it at the&lt;br /&gt;same time. Ah well, she NEVER wanted to buy dresses&lt;br /&gt;so since it was such a rare occurrence it didn't &lt;br /&gt;matter. HAHA. Yeah, then I went over to Tangs to&lt;br /&gt;look for a prom dress. I tried on a gorgeous &lt;br /&gt;dress at Daniel Yam, but I didn't buy it, not yet.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still thinking about it cos like my mum said,&lt;br /&gt;Daniel Yam is quite common, so someone else might&lt;br /&gt;buy it too. Which would be a HUGE disaster.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. But it was gorgeous. Then we went ate at&lt;br /&gt;White Dog Cafe. Omg, the food is GOOD. Yeap,&lt;br /&gt;I recommend the place. I had a mocktail, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Coconut and pineapple, my mum said it tasted like&lt;br /&gt;suntan lotion. Lol, I liked it. National Day&lt;br /&gt;Parade was...different, yeah, that's the only word&lt;br /&gt;for it. Haha. It was alright. Yeah anyway,&lt;br /&gt;I was a loner today, lol. Ness had friends over&lt;br /&gt;and Nic was at her friend's house. Oh well,&lt;br /&gt;back to school tomorrow. SIGHHHH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-6213557523912899658?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/6213557523912899658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=6213557523912899658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/6213557523912899658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/6213557523912899658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/08/national-day-weekend.html' title='National Day weekend'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-6746302222445781591</id><published>2009-08-05T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T23:53:40.472+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Freak out</title><content type='html'>My head. Hurts.&lt;br /&gt;I can't make up my mind whether or not to&lt;br /&gt;drop chem. I dunno who to listen to.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even have any thoughts of my own.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be able to do it. To finish what I &lt;br /&gt;started. Why be learning chem for two years&lt;br /&gt;only to drop it just before the major exam?&lt;br /&gt;But I don't know, if its too late. &lt;br /&gt;I'm scarily close to 'O' levels. prelims &lt;br /&gt;are two and a half weeks away. I'm freaking out.&lt;br /&gt;I really want to do well. I really really&lt;br /&gt;want to do well. I feel like breaking &lt;br /&gt;something. Ah freak. You know, I needa lock&lt;br /&gt;myself in a room full of books and&lt;br /&gt;nothing else and just study.&lt;br /&gt;I might get a mental breakdown though? No no.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't like this.&lt;br /&gt;My headaches aren't helping either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-6746302222445781591?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/6746302222445781591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=6746302222445781591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/6746302222445781591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/6746302222445781591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/08/freak-out.html' title='Freak out'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-1753268222107193971</id><published>2009-07-31T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T23:42:24.443+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Ups and Downs</title><content type='html'>ANDDDDD the dream has ended.&lt;br /&gt;My parents won't let me get a nazar.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;I am overwhelmed with math.&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing so much math everyday that&lt;br /&gt;my imagination is suffering. Too&lt;br /&gt;much teachnical tuff has killed my&lt;br /&gt;literary skills. Ah freak. One month&lt;br /&gt;to prelims. Do you know how scary that is?&lt;br /&gt;I'm really really terrified.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hide in some dark corner&lt;br /&gt;and pretend its all a really bad nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;I've got my new goal in life, well, apart&lt;br /&gt;from getting married and having like 6 kids,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna work in Resorts World Sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind even being a dealer in the Casinos.&lt;br /&gt;Why not man. It'll be fun. But the most ideal&lt;br /&gt;would be working in one of the six hotels&lt;br /&gt;that are going to be there. Yup. New aim in&lt;br /&gt;life. So what do I study in uni to get there then?&lt;br /&gt;You can't study hospitality right? Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-1753268222107193971?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/1753268222107193971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=1753268222107193971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/1753268222107193971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/1753268222107193971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/07/ups-and-downs.html' title='Ups and Downs'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-7777224810534667799</id><published>2009-07-30T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T00:09:28.582+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>WISHLIST!</title><content type='html'>My birthday is approximately 2 months and a week away. &lt;br /&gt;And I know exactly what I want! I want the limited edition&lt;br /&gt;Blood Promise Bracelet. PROBLEM IS: since its LIMITED EDITION&lt;br /&gt;its ALREADY SOLD OUT. So whoever it is that is getting it&lt;br /&gt;for me (hint hint) has to go find it on ebay or amazon&lt;br /&gt;OR convince the seller of the jewelery to make me one :D&lt;br /&gt;OMG. I REALLY WANT IT. It even has a Molnija mark! ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;For clueless people, its jewelery made based on the most&lt;br /&gt;awesomest series ever, Vampire Academy Series! I really&lt;br /&gt;really really want it so badly. Ok, another one is another&lt;br /&gt;piece of jewelery by the same maker called Siberian Tears.&lt;br /&gt;This gorgeous necklace has a Nazar like Rose's, but this&lt;br /&gt;one isn't coming out for a few weeks yet so I'll check up&lt;br /&gt;on it again. Yup, so those two are the top on my birthday&lt;br /&gt;wishlist right now so anyone wanna contribute to the&lt;br /&gt;VICTORIA BIRTHDAY PRESENT FUND? Haha, cos if I really get &lt;br /&gt;them I'm getting them shipped from the US and they&lt;br /&gt;aren't cheap to begin with. Real gemstones and all so &lt;br /&gt;yup, I need funds :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-7777224810534667799?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/7777224810534667799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=7777224810534667799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/7777224810534667799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/7777224810534667799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/07/wishlist.html' title='WISHLIST!'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-8693678953980788492</id><published>2009-07-27T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T23:53:11.227+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Getting to my head. Help.</title><content type='html'>You know, I'm tired. And worried.&lt;br /&gt;The homework I'm getting is insane.&lt;br /&gt;I keep up with it. I'm wanting to get&lt;br /&gt;consultations with teachers for questions&lt;br /&gt;that I don't know, but how am I supposed&lt;br /&gt;to do that when my whole day is ALLL&lt;br /&gt;remedials such that I don't even have time&lt;br /&gt;to get consultations. I feel like quitting&lt;br /&gt;tuition. I know it sounds like a stupid&lt;br /&gt;time to quit tuition but I feel as if I &lt;br /&gt;need that extra time in school to get&lt;br /&gt;consultations since that's the only that&lt;br /&gt;DOESN'T have any remedials. Sigh. This &lt;br /&gt;sucks.I wanted to quit one out of the three &lt;br /&gt;lessons that I take a week but I could tell &lt;br /&gt;that my tuition teacher was reluctant to let&lt;br /&gt;me go. So ends up I didn't quit that lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Well obviously he would be reluctant right,&lt;br /&gt;he'd be losing money. Yeah, So I kinda dunno&lt;br /&gt;what to do now. And I'm behind in all my&lt;br /&gt;homework except E math. My A math is totally &lt;br /&gt;screwed right now. Integration is driving me&lt;br /&gt;nuts and I just can't get some of the answers&lt;br /&gt;right which is WHY I need consultations.&lt;br /&gt;Argh. I'm going nuts already. And I need to&lt;br /&gt;do something quick. Also I feel as if my&lt;br /&gt;tuition teacher has the wrong impression&lt;br /&gt;of me. I have this feeling he thinks I'm a pro.&lt;br /&gt;Which is bad, cause I'm far from that. I&lt;br /&gt;really hate my schedule right now. It's &lt;br /&gt;totally uncontrollable and everything is &lt;br /&gt;compulsory you know? So I can't even decide&lt;br /&gt;which to go for. Sighhhh. My prelims are&lt;br /&gt;in a month. I am SO dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-8693678953980788492?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/8693678953980788492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=8693678953980788492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/8693678953980788492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/8693678953980788492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/07/getting-to-my-head-help.html' title='Getting to my head. Help.'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-1013277677885726183</id><published>2009-07-22T20:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T00:10:53.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Felt it</title><content type='html'>I feel weird.&lt;br /&gt;Weird.&lt;br /&gt;No other word&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-1013277677885726183?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/1013277677885726183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=1013277677885726183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/1013277677885726183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/1013277677885726183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/07/felt-it.html' title='Felt it'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-7880359290587725405</id><published>2009-07-20T00:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T00:35:20.328+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Follow up.</title><content type='html'>You know what I do when I'm sad?&lt;br /&gt;I write letters.&lt;br /&gt;To people. But I'd never post them.&lt;br /&gt;I write with the intention of feeling&lt;br /&gt;as if I'm talking to them.&lt;br /&gt;It works sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Just sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched HP6 yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I liked it! Despite what my sis says.&lt;br /&gt;I think its one of the better HP movies.&lt;br /&gt;And Tom Felton is pure hotness.&lt;br /&gt;He appeared in this movie a lot!&lt;br /&gt;Which is great. Too bad he won't be&lt;br /&gt;around much in the last two movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn its monday.&lt;br /&gt;I hate sunday nights you know?&lt;br /&gt;And I love friday nights.&lt;br /&gt;You know, I don't like school much.&lt;br /&gt;The lessons part anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-7880359290587725405?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/7880359290587725405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=7880359290587725405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/7880359290587725405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/7880359290587725405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/07/follow-up.html' title='Follow up.'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-2254029124584597067</id><published>2009-07-15T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T21:52:05.302+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Stepmother</title><content type='html'>Conscience? Is that you at the door&lt;br /&gt;No I tell you now, go away.&lt;br /&gt;I know what your honest mouth will spew&lt;br /&gt;What? there is no wrong, the Mistress is out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shh...Father slumbers, I saw his dirtied drink.&lt;br /&gt;She did it you know? and went to see the devil.&lt;br /&gt;No you, stop your nagging She deserves it.&lt;br /&gt;All her makeup flushed away, oh how she'll howl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you see that skimpy dress?&lt;br /&gt;Father ignored it, what a fool.&lt;br /&gt;Never you mind, I'll make sure she cowers.&lt;br /&gt;have you got a pill to wake him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that the key in the lock? What joy!&lt;br /&gt;Hear that drunken slur She has no shame!&lt;br /&gt;She will sober up fast I reckon. Once she&lt;br /&gt;sees her wardrobe's sorry state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickly, to the bomb shelter. She doesn't&lt;br /&gt;like the cobwebs in her muddy tresses.&lt;br /&gt;Time for Operation Number 2, she's throwing&lt;br /&gt;a bash at that devil's house. A forged invitation&lt;br /&gt;Conscience? Already in my pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;An original poem by Victoria Hannah Goh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-2254029124584597067?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/2254029124584597067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=2254029124584597067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/2254029124584597067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/2254029124584597067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/07/stepmother.html' title='Stepmother'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-1625542210594733536</id><published>2009-07-10T23:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T23:16:27.244+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Stealing</title><content type='html'>I just watched For One More Day.&lt;br /&gt;A movie based on the book by Mitch Albom.&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, it's one movie that followed&lt;br /&gt;the book exactly. The exact dialogues even.&lt;br /&gt;Amazing. It was so sad. But I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel out of it. I always feel out of it.&lt;br /&gt;Like something isn't ever right.&lt;br /&gt;I get depressed so freaking easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno what to do about the CI thing.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Andrea told me to pray about it.&lt;br /&gt;And it actually occurred to me that I hadn't tried!&lt;br /&gt;See what's happening to me.&lt;br /&gt;How could I forget God? Andrea's advice was&lt;br /&gt;definitely God-sent. I guess it kinda took such&lt;br /&gt;obvious means for me to realise. Since I just&lt;br /&gt;remembered, the recent sermons have been&lt;br /&gt;about this kind of thing. Well thank God for&lt;br /&gt;Andrea then, literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My imagination is taking on a sadistic streak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the poem I wrote in lit today.&lt;br /&gt;Based off the poem by Carol Ann Duffy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stealing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I took it. A face, one like mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Midnight. Snuck her to a safe-house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sleeping pills in her throat, enough to last the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Went back Closed my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;woke up with her face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Better of dead than giving in, not taking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what you want. Took no effort to fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the parent, less for the friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Part of the thrill was knowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She'd never figure it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I steal things worth stealing, an experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a birthday, a piece of good news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm the one in control and they never know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then I come to my favourite part, the mirrors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reality was calling, the sky dimming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I trudged back, nearly regretting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Replaced her in her bed and walked out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;never looking back. Started to wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who's life I'd try tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-1625542210594733536?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/1625542210594733536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=1625542210594733536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/1625542210594733536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/1625542210594733536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/07/stealing.html' title='Stealing'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-2234706009855492455</id><published>2009-07-06T11:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T11:59:58.692+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>bla</title><content type='html'>I had a really weird dream last night.&lt;br /&gt;And I was talking to someone who was&lt;br /&gt;supposedly my friend but right now I have&lt;br /&gt;no idea who he is! Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youth Day today. Whaha.&lt;br /&gt;No school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-2234706009855492455?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/2234706009855492455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=2234706009855492455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/2234706009855492455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/2234706009855492455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/07/bla.html' title='bla'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-4792992204333033589</id><published>2009-07-04T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T00:07:39.515+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Good stuff</title><content type='html'>It's been a good/bad week.&lt;br /&gt;I'll just talk about the good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I watched Transformers2 yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;It was good! I loved it. Who cares about&lt;br /&gt;critics huh. I think the action was&lt;br /&gt;totally worth paying $7.50 for.&lt;br /&gt;Oh last saturday I watched Casanova&lt;br /&gt;on channel5.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I love that movie. Everyone lied&lt;br /&gt;to everyone from the moment the movie&lt;br /&gt;started until the end. Lol. But the main actor&lt;br /&gt;died of drug overdose or something.&lt;br /&gt;Heath Ledger. So sad. He was good looking.&lt;br /&gt;And a great Casanova. And there was a Victoria&lt;br /&gt;in the movie, and she was crazy. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;I just came back a couple of minutes ago&lt;br /&gt;from playing Pokemon monopoly with Glen and&lt;br /&gt;Justin at Glen's house. Lol. It was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;We were taking turns to be rich and poor.&lt;br /&gt;The game was going in circles. We were at it for&lt;br /&gt;2  and  a 1/2 hours. lol. I have got absolutely&lt;br /&gt;nothing to do this weekend. But oddly enough,&lt;br /&gt;I feel as if I should study. I seem to feel like that&lt;br /&gt;nowadays. Its a totally foreign feeling.&lt;br /&gt;But good, for now anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... that's it for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-4792992204333033589?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/4792992204333033589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=4792992204333033589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/4792992204333033589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/4792992204333033589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/07/good-stuff.html' title='Good stuff'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-2363414921444574649</id><published>2009-06-24T18:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T18:27:31.215+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>No comment</title><content type='html'>I can't believe I rejected two invitations&lt;br /&gt;to watch Transformers2 this friday.&lt;br /&gt;All because of stupid mid years.&lt;br /&gt;Crescent sucks. I've never rejected&lt;br /&gt;movie invitations to study ever.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah whatever, I can feel better that&lt;br /&gt;I did the "right thing". I don't somehow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-2363414921444574649?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/2363414921444574649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=2363414921444574649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/2363414921444574649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/2363414921444574649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-comment.html' title='No comment'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-4310778858108999740</id><published>2009-06-23T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T23:49:25.649+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Freak out</title><content type='html'>Scared to death.&lt;br /&gt;Daydreaming like mad.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping real hard that I won't panic.&lt;br /&gt;cos that'll be the worse that can happen.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what happens.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to stay healthy&lt;br /&gt;THROUGHOUT this round of exams.&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand being sick during exams anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-4310778858108999740?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/4310778858108999740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=4310778858108999740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/4310778858108999740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/4310778858108999740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/06/freak-out.html' title='Freak out'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-7084510925432640681</id><published>2009-06-22T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T22:48:49.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every sky was your own kind of blue</title><content type='html'>Can they just close school forever.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna go back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-7084510925432640681?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-2899539253596307985</id><published>2009-06-20T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T00:08:13.775+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Raindrops</title><content type='html'>I didn't cry enough when the tragedy was fresh.&lt;br /&gt;Crying now would just be lame.&lt;br /&gt;So I won't.&lt;br /&gt;You cursed the playgrounds.&lt;br /&gt;Argh. This is so movie.&lt;br /&gt;All the cliche shit.&lt;br /&gt;Need aggressiveness training.&lt;br /&gt;This proves that thinking is bad.&lt;br /&gt;And so is sitting in my room by myself, remembering.&lt;br /&gt;I hate you, or at least I wish I could.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-2899539253596307985?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/2899539253596307985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=2899539253596307985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/2899539253596307985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/2899539253596307985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/06/raindrops.html' title='Raindrops'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-4897201742101572446</id><published>2009-06-15T19:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T19:07:58.857+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Flash</title><content type='html'>Your lips to kiss,&lt;br /&gt;Your hands to hold,&lt;br /&gt;Your hair to run my fingers through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your voice in my ear,&lt;br /&gt;Your breath on my neck,&lt;br /&gt;Your presence to make me feel safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-4897201742101572446?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/4897201742101572446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=4897201742101572446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/4897201742101572446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/4897201742101572446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/06/flash.html' title='Flash'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-5047319506957418778</id><published>2009-06-12T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T00:02:47.566+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Mystery</title><content type='html'>I'm almost entirely positive that my&lt;br /&gt;suspicions are correct! Haha. Yup,&lt;br /&gt;another piece that kinda fits.&lt;br /&gt;For once my speculations may be right!!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH. If that's the case, I should stick&lt;br /&gt;to analysing other people's lives rather than&lt;br /&gt;mine. Funny how I seem to see theirs&lt;br /&gt;clearer than I do mine. Sighhh. I need someone&lt;br /&gt;else to analyse MY life then. HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-5047319506957418778?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/5047319506957418778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=5047319506957418778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/5047319506957418778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/5047319506957418778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/06/mystery.html' title='Mystery'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-8722796144376732809</id><published>2009-06-11T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T23:51:51.873+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Monologue</title><content type='html'>I started reading Wuthering Heights.&lt;br /&gt;It's torture.&lt;br /&gt;The vocabulary is really unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;My head started to hurt after a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a swarm of bees in school today.&lt;br /&gt;A really huge swarm. It was freaking scary.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna study with Geraldine at Coffee Bean&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow. Haha. Well, do homework I guess.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really wanna study geogggg.&lt;br /&gt;I have to though. Sighhhh...&lt;br /&gt;I don't like human geog very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-8722796144376732809?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/8722796144376732809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=8722796144376732809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/8722796144376732809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/8722796144376732809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/06/monologue.html' title='Monologue'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-5608188446117585388</id><published>2009-06-10T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T23:08:48.836+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Blahblah</title><content type='html'>Sigh, my sad little tagboard has no friends.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I found out that my dad has facebook.&lt;br /&gt;Lol, but he doesn't know my email apparently.&lt;br /&gt;I found out that there'll be 5 books in the&lt;br /&gt;Vampire Academy Series! HAHA. So I have&lt;br /&gt;2 more books to anticipate! Sigh, still seems too&lt;br /&gt;little though. I'm about to find out if my dad&lt;br /&gt;indeed exists in facebook. Haha. Lol, he does!&lt;br /&gt;Haha. But I don't think I'd add him. Not now&lt;br /&gt;anyway. I feel like sleeping early. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Or playing some childish game. Like&lt;br /&gt;neopets or something ridiculous like that.&lt;br /&gt;Sighhh...sometimes it sucks to have zilch&lt;br /&gt;love life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-5608188446117585388?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/5608188446117585388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=5608188446117585388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/5608188446117585388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/5608188446117585388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/06/blahblah.html' title='Blahblah'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-3109117574641082792</id><published>2009-06-08T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T23:35:56.950+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Twilight Saga vs. Vampire Academy Series</title><content type='html'>I love Vampire romance novels.&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Now that we've got that established...&lt;br /&gt;Well, the Twilight Saga has (obviously)&lt;br /&gt;come to an end. Bear in mind we're talking&lt;br /&gt;books only. AND I'm hoping that the&lt;br /&gt;Vampire Academy Series won't be&lt;br /&gt;ending so soon. It's up to it's 3rd book now.&lt;br /&gt;The 4th is coming out this August. I'm&lt;br /&gt;praying hard that that isn't the last because&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to read more Dimitri and Rose.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I'd like to compare the main&lt;br /&gt;couples first. (comments are probably biased,&lt;br /&gt;I'm inclined towards the VAS side.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So males first. Well, Edward is immortal&lt;br /&gt;which to a certain extent makes Bella's&lt;br /&gt;life a little easier since he won't be killed&lt;br /&gt;so easily and he won't die of natural causes.&lt;br /&gt;And he's so fast and strong anyway. So in&lt;br /&gt;a lot of cases, she doesn't need to worry&lt;br /&gt;about him. On the other hand, Dimitri&lt;br /&gt;is mortal which perhaps makes him more&lt;br /&gt;valuable to Rose? There's a greater chance&lt;br /&gt;that she'll lose him, given his job as a&lt;br /&gt;guardian. I guess Dimitri is more real perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;Although he IS half Vampire. He screws up more,&lt;br /&gt;whereas Edward is perfect mostly. Authors&lt;br /&gt;seem to like to pair underage but almost of age&lt;br /&gt;girls with older guys. Given E. is frozen at 17&lt;br /&gt;physically but his mentality is much more&lt;br /&gt;than 17. And D. is 7 years older than R. so&lt;br /&gt;well, they seem to like the age gap.&lt;br /&gt;Both guys are portrayed as amazing hot and&lt;br /&gt;whatnot (duhh...) which is good. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I vote Dimitri though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Females! They are definitely on opposite&lt;br /&gt;ends of the galaxy. Bella is strong in character&lt;br /&gt;but physique-wise she's pretty much a&lt;br /&gt;damsel in distress. She attracts trouble, no&lt;br /&gt;doubt. And has two gorgeous guys after her&lt;br /&gt;constantly. She's mostly the good-girl type.&lt;br /&gt;Good grades, sticks to the rules, down to earth.&lt;br /&gt;She controls her temper well. Rose is a rebel.&lt;br /&gt;Breaks all the rules, is a party girl.&lt;br /&gt;Still she keeps her morals. Amazing&lt;br /&gt;physique, very strong. However, mentally,&lt;br /&gt;she's more unstable. She gets emotionally&lt;br /&gt;affected and has a tendency to flare up.&lt;br /&gt;She usually creates trouble. Constantly&lt;br /&gt;has guys after her. Three serious ones&lt;br /&gt;in the first 3 books. She stays adamant&lt;br /&gt;on Dimitri though. They both have reallllyyy&lt;br /&gt;different characters. Bella's more&lt;br /&gt;matured. While Rose still does irrational&lt;br /&gt;childish things. I like Rose better. Bella's&lt;br /&gt;like too good to be true. I like someone&lt;br /&gt;more imperfect. It's easier to relate too.&lt;br /&gt;And I always liked rebels more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm more of a VAS fan as you can&lt;br /&gt;see. Literary-wise, TS takes the cake,&lt;br /&gt;but it's a little too slow for my liking.&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong I love the books&lt;br /&gt;but after reading VAS, TS seems slow.&lt;br /&gt;VAS is fast intense, adrenaline pulsing.&lt;br /&gt;And mostly I need that. It serves as the&lt;br /&gt;perfect escape. VAS provokes more&lt;br /&gt;emotion. Yeah. I feel like I just did a&lt;br /&gt;book review. Still if I had to review&lt;br /&gt;any books. I'd review those.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm done for tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-3109117574641082792?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/3109117574641082792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=3109117574641082792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/3109117574641082792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/3109117574641082792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/06/twilight-saga-vs-vampire-academy-series.html' title='Twilight Saga vs. Vampire Academy Series'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-2652220019977040561</id><published>2009-06-08T19:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T21:17:17.264+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>ramblings</title><content type='html'>You know, if someone explained what infatuation&lt;br /&gt;feels, then perhaps I'd understand&lt;br /&gt;what real love might feel like. But if I went by&lt;br /&gt;Rose Hathaway's definition then I could say&lt;br /&gt;that I was/am in love. But I guess, we fall in&lt;br /&gt;love all the time don't we? I want someone&lt;br /&gt;who will listen, actually listen to all the&lt;br /&gt;crazy things I come up with and not brush&lt;br /&gt;them away as silly or ridiculous. Believe in me&lt;br /&gt;because they know I believe in myself.&lt;br /&gt;Sit by me and hold me just because they know&lt;br /&gt;I need it. Don't ask questions when I do&lt;br /&gt;something that doesn't make sense because&lt;br /&gt;they know that I like doing things just because.&lt;br /&gt;I suppose that's a lot to ask and my list is&lt;br /&gt;hardly over. But I can dream. I guess the thing&lt;br /&gt;that I'm the most scared about is not being&lt;br /&gt;able to find this person ever. I'm scared of growing&lt;br /&gt;old but I'm even MORE scared of growing old&lt;br /&gt;alone. It wouldn't be so bad if I had someone&lt;br /&gt;growing old with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-2652220019977040561?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/2652220019977040561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=2652220019977040561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/2652220019977040561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/2652220019977040561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/06/ramblings.html' title='ramblings'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-8579477472264304810</id><published>2009-06-05T23:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T23:41:13.890+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Holiday updates</title><content type='html'>I love the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;No matter whether I have to study or not.&lt;br /&gt;Or whether I have to wake up early&lt;br /&gt;or late, doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really like waking up late&lt;br /&gt;actually. Makes me feels as if I wasted&lt;br /&gt;time sleeping. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway yes, holidays.&lt;br /&gt;Brilliant time.&lt;br /&gt;I finally got my two pairs of jeans altered,&lt;br /&gt;haha. I've been delaying it for like more than 2 years&lt;br /&gt;already. And along with the grey pair that&lt;br /&gt;I just got. I changed my shoes from a 36 to a 37,&lt;br /&gt;sigh, no matter what, one foot will feel strange,&lt;br /&gt;since my right foot seems significantly&lt;br /&gt;larger than my left one. I got a new desk chair!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. It's damn nice. Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;I just realised I haven't put the clean sheets on my bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-8579477472264304810?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/8579477472264304810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=8579477472264304810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/8579477472264304810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/8579477472264304810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/06/holiday-updates.html' title='Holiday updates'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-1878264305670383558</id><published>2009-06-05T00:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T01:04:40.317+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life.'/><title type='text'>Miow</title><content type='html'>Alex Pettyfer.&lt;br /&gt;Has just been added to my list&lt;br /&gt;of favourite actors. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;He played Alex Rider in Stormbreaker&lt;br /&gt;and Freddie in Wild Child.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I think he's really hot,&lt;br /&gt;and handsome and everything. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Chris Pine is too!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, But I still like Alex Pettyfer's&lt;br /&gt;face more. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;To study and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;(and I've been scheduled for chinese tuition LOL.)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's one now and I'll be up in 5 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah Zh better remember to call me.&lt;br /&gt;Or I won't wake up.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-1878264305670383558?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/1878264305670383558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=1878264305670383558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/1878264305670383558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/1878264305670383558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/06/miow.html' title='Miow'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-8328077457700558513</id><published>2009-06-03T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T01:07:22.924+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Inspired</title><content type='html'>I'm inspired.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna start writing.&lt;br /&gt;AND for ONCE, my plot is something&lt;br /&gt;I came up with entirely by myself.&lt;br /&gt;Not picked from anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;I thought about it just 5 min ago.&lt;br /&gt;And I gotta write out the outline.&lt;br /&gt;Or I'll forget.&lt;br /&gt;And it's something I REALLY&lt;br /&gt;don't want to forget.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-8328077457700558513?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/8328077457700558513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=8328077457700558513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/8328077457700558513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/8328077457700558513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/06/inspired.html' title='Inspired'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-8646811864414680801</id><published>2009-06-01T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T00:05:06.232+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Not the end.</title><content type='html'>今天早上，我做了我的华文O水准考试。&lt;br /&gt;虽然我很高兴因为我的痛苦终于结束了，&lt;br /&gt;但我还不觉得轻松一点。 我还是很怕。&lt;br /&gt;很怕我不及格。 我想哭。在星期六晚上，&lt;br /&gt;我已经开始觉得要哭了。现在没什么&lt;br /&gt;改变。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just emo-ed in chinese. It's all true though.&lt;br /&gt;I went shopping with Jiaxuan and Edlyn&lt;br /&gt;after chinese 'O's. Edlyn got a bag and a top,&lt;br /&gt;Jx got shoes and her maxi dress, and I got&lt;br /&gt;shoes and jeans! All sale stuff. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;The I went to watch Terminator Salvation&lt;br /&gt;wit the UYGO, it was really good. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really tired now and I needa wake up to&lt;br /&gt;go clean NP room tomorrow. Sighhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-8646811864414680801?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/8646811864414680801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=8646811864414680801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/8646811864414680801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/8646811864414680801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/06/not-end.html' title='Not the end.'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-7656814488373493362</id><published>2009-05-31T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T22:58:41.650+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>很怕</title><content type='html'>我真得很怕。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-7656814488373493362?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/7656814488373493362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=7656814488373493362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/7656814488373493362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/7656814488373493362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_31.html' title='很怕'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-7132774278678334464</id><published>2009-05-31T00:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T00:47:13.987+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>怕死</title><content type='html'>我很怕。我真的很怕。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-7132774278678334464?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/7132774278678334464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=7132774278678334464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/7132774278678334464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/7132774278678334464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='怕死'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-6934933395812264973</id><published>2009-05-31T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T00:36:21.977+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Scared stiff</title><content type='html'>Although I'd like to think that I feel fine,&lt;br /&gt;to be honest,&lt;br /&gt;I am very very very scared.&lt;br /&gt;Very. Very.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I don't have any control.&lt;br /&gt;And there's so much uncertainty.&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared that I'll freeze, fall asleep,&lt;br /&gt;not understand a thing, write crap,&lt;br /&gt;misunderstand, have not enough time.&lt;br /&gt;It's like one big nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;I am scared. Very.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be the first to fail.&lt;br /&gt;I joke about it but I really don't.&lt;br /&gt;I am scared. For once in my life,&lt;br /&gt;I am very scared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-6934933395812264973?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/6934933395812264973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=6934933395812264973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/6934933395812264973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/6934933395812264973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/05/scared-stiff.html' title='Scared stiff'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-7060902877891646689</id><published>2009-05-29T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T00:25:47.211+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Limbo</title><content type='html'>It seems like I've made a decision.&lt;br /&gt;Although I really want to think that&lt;br /&gt;I haven't made any concrete decisions&lt;br /&gt;yet and I just want to see how things go.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I made actual relevant&lt;br /&gt;decisions, I just make the big decision to&lt;br /&gt;...Let things happen. I have to admit,&lt;br /&gt;that's not usually the best decision.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm still well, trying to think that&lt;br /&gt;I'm in limbo. Makes me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-7060902877891646689?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/7060902877891646689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=7060902877891646689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/7060902877891646689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/7060902877891646689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/05/limbo.html' title='Limbo'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-7060104500747449214</id><published>2009-05-27T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T23:13:46.363+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>sad</title><content type='html'>You know what I am?&lt;br /&gt;Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad sad sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-7060104500747449214?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/7060104500747449214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=7060104500747449214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/7060104500747449214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/7060104500747449214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/05/sad.html' title='sad'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-7143515452383803177</id><published>2009-05-26T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T21:50:51.773+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Miao</title><content type='html'>Haha. I found that my dear juniors&lt;br /&gt;read my blog on a regular basis.&lt;br /&gt;Lol, I should have known, except that&lt;br /&gt;I thought my blog had no readers.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, sad huh. I didn't really mind.&lt;br /&gt;But now that I KNOW that there are&lt;br /&gt;people reading it...hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, if anyone's looking for a good&lt;br /&gt;chinese tutor you should ask Zhuang Hua,&lt;br /&gt;she only charges one packet of peach&lt;br /&gt;tea per session. Haha. No, dream on,&lt;br /&gt;I'm her only student. :D Lol.&lt;br /&gt;And I will go and do the homework she&lt;br /&gt;gave me after I type this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I got a new craze!&lt;br /&gt;BEAT BOX. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna grow up but not grow old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to be nice and add the sec2s on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. I want the restaurant city ingredients anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how long my hair will be by the&lt;br /&gt;time prom comes. Lemme see...6 more months!&lt;br /&gt;On average how many cm will it grow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'll let it rest a this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-7143515452383803177?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/7143515452383803177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=7143515452383803177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/7143515452383803177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/7143515452383803177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/05/miao.html' title='Miao'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-3693230661911137820</id><published>2009-05-23T18:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T23:39:51.549+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>The End.</title><content type='html'>I am an ex-cadet.&lt;br /&gt;The depth of that statement has yet to hit me.&lt;br /&gt;I think I must be the slowest.&lt;br /&gt;Should have hit everyone else already.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it'll really hit me for a while.&lt;br /&gt;I can't think of life without my squadmates right now.&lt;br /&gt;Without NP.&lt;br /&gt;Taking attendence, giving water breaks,&lt;br /&gt;commanding, conducting debrief has all become&lt;br /&gt;as common to me as brushing my teeth,&lt;br /&gt;eating lunch, something I hardly need&lt;br /&gt;to think about before proceeding.&lt;br /&gt;Doing drills, having PT, having squadtalks,&lt;br /&gt;sleeping in tents, on the ground, have become&lt;br /&gt;like daily occurrences to me, nothing out of the&lt;br /&gt;ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;The mass MSN conversations, the endless&lt;br /&gt;discussions about the next training, the mass&lt;br /&gt;messages about the coming session's attire.&lt;br /&gt;All those I would miss even.&lt;br /&gt;But I wouldn't miss all of those if my&lt;br /&gt;squadmates were not a part of it.&lt;br /&gt;The bond we share perhaps cannot compare&lt;br /&gt;to any friendship I've known, no matter how&lt;br /&gt;different we all are because we share that&lt;br /&gt;similarity. All cadets. And I love them because&lt;br /&gt;we might as well be as good as sisters.&lt;br /&gt;We have had fights, arguments, disagreements,&lt;br /&gt;times when we're just plain pissed off,&lt;br /&gt;but that's ok. I don't know how I can properly&lt;br /&gt;said how much I'll miss them in words,&lt;br /&gt;but I know that of all the people in my life,&lt;br /&gt;I will never forget them. One look at my full&lt;br /&gt;u and all the memories will flow. I suppose I&lt;br /&gt;might end up framing up my full u or something.&lt;br /&gt;This has been a long experience that has&lt;br /&gt;changed my life in many ways, no matter how&lt;br /&gt;cliched that sounds, it has. And I have to agree&lt;br /&gt;with Jiaxuan, NP is a drug. Who knows,&lt;br /&gt;I might stay addicted forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-3693230661911137820?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/3693230661911137820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=3693230661911137820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/3693230661911137820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/3693230661911137820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/05/end.html' title='The End.'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-9142713305428856848</id><published>2009-05-22T01:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T01:37:52.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm...</title><content type='html'>I can't believe Kris Allen won.&lt;br /&gt;Sighhh. Adamn's voice is sooo much better.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, but it always seems like isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Like the person who got second seems to&lt;br /&gt;sell more albums. David Archuleta, Clay Aiken...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think the only actual American Idols&lt;br /&gt;who have managed to still be on the top charts&lt;br /&gt;are Carrie Underwood and Kelly Clarkson.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone else has faded off into oblivion.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Anyway, American idol is getting a little&lt;br /&gt;tiring though. Anyone watch Britain's Got Talent?&lt;br /&gt;They REALLY have talent. Shaheen Jafargholi's&lt;br /&gt;only 12 and he's got an amazing voice. You should&lt;br /&gt;go watch his audition on youtube. It's crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely crazy. He's got a better voice than most&lt;br /&gt;American Idol participants. I'm serious. And then&lt;br /&gt;there's Hollie Steel. 10 years old and even better&lt;br /&gt;than Shaheen. Her's is an amazing audition as well.&lt;br /&gt;Her voice is like off the charts. Ahhhh. Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POP tomorrroowwww. Omgggg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-9142713305428856848?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/9142713305428856848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=9142713305428856848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/9142713305428856848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/9142713305428856848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/05/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm...'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-3191721332692871752</id><published>2009-05-16T17:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T17:28:05.836+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>Today's been a pretty good day.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 8.21am.&lt;br /&gt;And I did chem. Since I decided not&lt;br /&gt;to go for the extra lesson on moles&lt;br /&gt;I did the worksheet.&lt;br /&gt;I found that maybe, I may like moles.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. And I woke up early to do work&lt;br /&gt;anyway since I was going out later.&lt;br /&gt;So around 1pm I met Ivan at PS and we&lt;br /&gt;waited for Nick Neo, Glen, Justin, Seow,&lt;br /&gt;Andrea and Geraldine. He thought Nick got&lt;br /&gt;lost, but he just went to buy ljs. Yup then we&lt;br /&gt;watched Star Trek. The stupid tickets were&lt;br /&gt;10 bucks! But at least the movie was good,&lt;br /&gt;or my 10 bucks would have totally been&lt;br /&gt;not worth it. But Start Trek was damn good,&lt;br /&gt;I never watched the series in my life but I&lt;br /&gt;loved it. Yeah, going out in a bit, to my grandma's&lt;br /&gt;house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-3191721332692871752?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/3191721332692871752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=3191721332692871752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/3191721332692871752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/3191721332692871752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/05/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-3253716912763319793</id><published>2009-05-14T22:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T00:15:38.191+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>When believing in yourself goes too far.</title><content type='html'>My dad did something that pissed me off,&lt;br /&gt;again. I decided not to say anything to him&lt;br /&gt;though, to see if he would tell me.&lt;br /&gt;He didn't. He did it, knowing that I would hate&lt;br /&gt;it, so of course he didn't tell me. He let me&lt;br /&gt;find it out from my friends. Please, none of&lt;br /&gt;my squadmates parents ever caused so much&lt;br /&gt;trouble. Even though I have friends with&lt;br /&gt;grades like mine. Does he ever think about&lt;br /&gt;what effects it'll have on me? No, probably not.&lt;br /&gt;He's probably the only person that can make&lt;br /&gt;me angry nowadays, other than myself.&lt;br /&gt;Adds to my stress. But I couldn't be bothered&lt;br /&gt;to confront him about it since I'll be wasting&lt;br /&gt;precious time and precious breath since I&lt;br /&gt;never get my point across and we never come&lt;br /&gt;to a conclusion anyway. I suppose he'd never&lt;br /&gt;understand that I don't deserve special&lt;br /&gt;treatment, everyone is there to deal with the&lt;br /&gt;same shit. I shouldn't get priority. If he wants&lt;br /&gt;to blame someone, blame me, not NP. I hate&lt;br /&gt;having special treatment or being treated&lt;br /&gt;differently, or not having to do something that&lt;br /&gt;others have to. But you know what, my dad&lt;br /&gt;LOVES that. Cause a scene, get free stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Special treatment. Whatever. I hate that.&lt;br /&gt;It's like who are you to deserve extra, you say&lt;br /&gt;you're doing them a favor by pointing out&lt;br /&gt;their mistakes, but please, why demand&lt;br /&gt;for things that benefit YOU? It doesn't make&lt;br /&gt;sense to me. Even my sis can see that.&lt;br /&gt;It's annoying, embarrassing and totally not&lt;br /&gt;helpful. You get happy because you got a&lt;br /&gt;free pizza cos they look a little longer than&lt;br /&gt;they should and you said you didn't want to pay.&lt;br /&gt;Me? I wouldn't feel like eating anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I hate the whole kicking up a fuss, creating a&lt;br /&gt;scene thing. Does it make you feel better in the&lt;br /&gt;end? It sure doesn't make me feel better, you&lt;br /&gt;know why? Because you left someone upset,&lt;br /&gt;stressed. And I can't live with that. I can't stand&lt;br /&gt;hurting others. Like shouting and giving&lt;br /&gt;ultimatums and threats. But you're the pro at&lt;br /&gt;that aren't you? I think it's absolutely&lt;br /&gt;unnecessary. Sure, it's fine to believe that your&lt;br /&gt;beliefs are right but isn't there another way&lt;br /&gt;to get your point across than the above mentioned&lt;br /&gt;methods? Why do you have to scare everybody,&lt;br /&gt;and make your own self pissed off in the&lt;br /&gt;process? Kinda stupid if you ask me. I'd rather&lt;br /&gt;use a method in which everyone still stays happy&lt;br /&gt;including me, AND the problem is solved. Or&lt;br /&gt;else, I don't think that it was worth it. And anyway,&lt;br /&gt;who's to say you're right all the time anyway?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're wrong sometimes? Ever thought of&lt;br /&gt;that? And you don't give them a chance. What&lt;br /&gt;if it that's person's first time at the job? Doesn't&lt;br /&gt;he deserve a chance to make mistakes? Don't tell&lt;br /&gt;me that you were PERFECT the moment you&lt;br /&gt;started. That's utter crap. I don't think you think&lt;br /&gt;about what the other person could be thinking.&lt;br /&gt;And that sucks. You don't listen either. That's&lt;br /&gt;why I wouldn't say this to your face because,&lt;br /&gt;you won't be listening anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-3253716912763319793?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/3253716912763319793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=3253716912763319793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/3253716912763319793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/3253716912763319793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-believing-in-yourself-goes-too-far.html' title='When believing in yourself goes too far.'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-2664867784127828062</id><published>2009-05-12T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T23:53:09.148+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Vampire Academy</title><content type='html'>AHHHH. I HAVE JUST FALLEN IN LOVE&lt;br /&gt;WITH A NEW SERIES OF BOOOKKSSS.&lt;br /&gt;The Vampire Academy series. Ok ok, yes,&lt;br /&gt;more vampire stuff. Reading fantasy is the&lt;br /&gt;best, detaches you from the real world although,&lt;br /&gt;in my case that might not always be the best&lt;br /&gt;thing to do. There's still Frostbite, Shadow Kiss&lt;br /&gt;and Blood Promise, which isn't out yet.&lt;br /&gt;Omg. I want those books! I'm gonna search&lt;br /&gt;for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I realised though that reading romance&lt;br /&gt;novels are really (BRILLIANT!) dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. I think I'll be searching out all Vampire&lt;br /&gt;novels now. I bet there are tons. And I'll end up&lt;br /&gt;with bookshelves full of Vampire romance&lt;br /&gt;novels. Terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I found out that there were sequels to&lt;br /&gt;Vampire Academy I WAS going to start&lt;br /&gt;ranting about how could Rose NOT have&lt;br /&gt;gotten together with Dimitri??? Ok, so she's&lt;br /&gt;17 and he's 24, but who cares! I think it was damn&lt;br /&gt;sad when he said "No. If I let myself love you, I won't&lt;br /&gt;throw myself in front of her. I'll throw myself in front&lt;br /&gt;of you." That was when he was explaining to Rose&lt;br /&gt;what would happen if they were together and he&lt;br /&gt;had to guard Lissa from a pack of Strigoi. Since they'd&lt;br /&gt;both be there as her Guardians. Oh man! But I&lt;br /&gt;noticed that books in a series tend to have brilliant&lt;br /&gt;endings. Like after alllll the books you can't possibly&lt;br /&gt;HAVE a sad ending right?? Precisely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I love romance novels. But they're going to be&lt;br /&gt;the death of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-2664867784127828062?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/2664867784127828062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=2664867784127828062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/2664867784127828062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/2664867784127828062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/05/vampire-academy.html' title='Vampire Academy'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-5646110174573267150</id><published>2009-05-04T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T00:00:42.530+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Hmm</title><content type='html'>Who needs boys when you have Jesse McCartney?&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I can dream can't I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-5646110174573267150?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/5646110174573267150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=5646110174573267150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/5646110174573267150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/5646110174573267150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/05/hmm.html' title='Hmm'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-8032830107702795944</id><published>2009-05-02T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T22:41:16.856+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Fever</title><content type='html'>It's been well, an interesting couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;So, I was taking my English Paper 2 on thursday&lt;br /&gt;morning. Around 11am maybe. And halfway&lt;br /&gt;through, I suddenly get a headache.&lt;br /&gt;The headache continues, gets worse,&lt;br /&gt;makes me feel like fainting.&lt;br /&gt;Then I start wondering if I have a fever.&lt;br /&gt;I sit through an extra emath lesson on sets.&lt;br /&gt;freeze my butt off, the room was really cold,&lt;br /&gt;and nearly die because of the headache.&lt;br /&gt;That ends, and I decide to go to the canteen&lt;br /&gt;to study. I get there, I still feel like dying.&lt;br /&gt;Zh makes me take my temperature. Zak&lt;br /&gt;lends me her thermometer (ty!) and Zh&lt;br /&gt;finds those thermometer covers in the NP&lt;br /&gt;room. AND tada! Guess my temperature:&lt;br /&gt;38.5 degrees. Mad? Yes. So I call home and&lt;br /&gt;they tell me to take a cab so I do. And I go home&lt;br /&gt;and I go and sleep I think. I can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. So I spent the whole of friday, sleeping,&lt;br /&gt;waking up, sleeping, waking up. Taking medication.&lt;br /&gt;Not eating much. Yeah, my tongue got sooo bland,&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't taste the cough syrup. LOL. Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I'm better today. Still tired though.&lt;br /&gt;And I haven't gotten my appetite back. I ate&lt;br /&gt;a pathetic amount for dinner. But I just&lt;br /&gt;really had no desire to eat. Which is weird,&lt;br /&gt;cos I love food. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder, why do I always get sick when&lt;br /&gt;I'm having exams? Argh. I hate me. I hate school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-8032830107702795944?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/8032830107702795944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=8032830107702795944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/8032830107702795944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/8032830107702795944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/05/fever.html' title='Fever'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-2494771211761034258</id><published>2009-04-26T00:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T00:28:42.465+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Peace and Serenity.</title><content type='html'>Today was one of those pretty good days.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm sleepy. So I decided not to blog about&lt;br /&gt;it yet. I need good photographs. Sigh. I keep&lt;br /&gt;taking photos of everyone else. LOL. Well,&lt;br /&gt;Just one thing to say though, I'd chose teenage&lt;br /&gt;drama over adult drama any day. Comparing&lt;br /&gt;politics between like church teens and that&lt;br /&gt;whole Aware thing. I'd rather not grow up.&lt;br /&gt;Seems like the older you get, the less forgiving&lt;br /&gt;you become. In fact you become more petty,&lt;br /&gt;more suspicious, more unreasonable. Look at&lt;br /&gt;the way politicians quarrel and create big&lt;br /&gt;deals out of a small matter or the way adults&lt;br /&gt;always kick up a big fuss cos everyone thinks&lt;br /&gt;that what they're doing is right. Sigh. I always&lt;br /&gt;think their 'violent objections' to whatever&lt;br /&gt;and the way they handle problems is really&lt;br /&gt;unnecessarily fierce and oh well, you know&lt;br /&gt;what I mean. And mostly, adults don't listen.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'd rather stay a teen then. Or maybe,&lt;br /&gt;the generations are changing. Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Paris Hilton's My New BFF is the&lt;br /&gt;weirdest show. She really seems bitchy in it.&lt;br /&gt;Which can't be good for her right? And they've&lt;br /&gt;got two male contestants, both gay. I don't think&lt;br /&gt;that's really good to be publicizing either. What&lt;br /&gt;with the whole homosexual problems nowadays,&lt;br /&gt;it's better just to lay low. Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;You know what I'm yearning for right now?&lt;br /&gt;Salmon. And potato salad. And those vegetables&lt;br /&gt;that my mum cooks, which are heavenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's my cue. Time for bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-2494771211761034258?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/2494771211761034258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=2494771211761034258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/2494771211761034258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/2494771211761034258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/04/peace-and-serenity.html' title='Peace and Serenity.'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-4558125627532451460</id><published>2009-04-24T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T23:45:08.897+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Night study</title><content type='html'>I stayed in school for night study today.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda fun and really productive. I'm studying&lt;br /&gt;for ss mid years currently, which is next week&lt;br /&gt;Haha. So far, I've only covered globalization.&lt;br /&gt;I made notes and read it on the bus ride back.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Had English prelim oral today. Haha,&lt;br /&gt;english oral is fun. I love it. But somehow, my&lt;br /&gt;voice always sounds trembly. Sigh. I love&lt;br /&gt;night study. They should have it every night.&lt;br /&gt;It gives me an extra 2 hours to study in school.&lt;br /&gt;Cos it ends at 8.30pm. Not late but quite&lt;br /&gt;enough I think. I can't exactly mug for that&lt;br /&gt;long either. Hmmm, got lessons tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. A math and Chemistry. Then I'll probably&lt;br /&gt;come home and continue mugging. Oh wait, I&lt;br /&gt;have tuition homework that I need to chiong.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. It's too much to leave for sunday. So I'll&lt;br /&gt;start tomorrow. Stress is making break out in&lt;br /&gt;pimples. Sigh. And I honestly think I'll put on&lt;br /&gt;weight during 'O's. Before mainly. Since I'll be&lt;br /&gt;eating so much junk while studying and I keep&lt;br /&gt;mugging so I won't be burning off calories either.&lt;br /&gt;I think I needa keep track of myself. No chips :D&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I think I'll sleep. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-4558125627532451460?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/4558125627532451460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=4558125627532451460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/4558125627532451460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/4558125627532451460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/04/night-study.html' title='Night study'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-3315668290187493517</id><published>2009-04-22T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T00:04:12.519+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Freakish</title><content type='html'>I think juniors are weird.&lt;br /&gt;Sec1s are the freakiest.&lt;br /&gt;Like they are super excited looking all the time.&lt;br /&gt;I think they haven't got over the excitement&lt;br /&gt;that they're finally in secondary school lol.&lt;br /&gt;I was probably like that, but oh well,&lt;br /&gt;the saving grace is that it's only a phase...&lt;br /&gt;Oh and someone PLEASE tell sec1s to type in&lt;br /&gt;PROPER english. You know, like spelling every&lt;br /&gt;word out and actually structuring sentences.&lt;br /&gt;Cos I realised, reading paragraphs after&lt;br /&gt;paragraphs of short forms 1: makes me feel&lt;br /&gt;woozy. 2: It makes the person seem as if&lt;br /&gt;they have no idea how to spell anything ever.&lt;br /&gt;3: the whole post sounds retarded. 4: the person&lt;br /&gt;sounds dumb. I wish someone told me that back&lt;br /&gt;then. Then maybe I wouldn't feel like puking&lt;br /&gt;every time I read my sec1 posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Sec1s panic about everything.&lt;br /&gt;Are excited about everything.&lt;br /&gt;It's really kinda freaky.&lt;br /&gt;Sec2s are still weird, though not as bad.&lt;br /&gt;By the time you hit sec3, you're fine.&lt;br /&gt;Unless your blouse to skirt ratio is still 20:80.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. The accents are the worst.&lt;br /&gt;You know, the bimbotic american accent.&lt;br /&gt;That kind is realllyyyy scary.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine trying to study on a bus while one&lt;br /&gt;of these sits behind you and jabbers all the way.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, pure nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese prelim oral tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I need to pass. So wish me luck, I need it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-3315668290187493517?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/3315668290187493517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=3315668290187493517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/3315668290187493517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/3315668290187493517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/04/freakish.html' title='Freakish'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-7442801048121622815</id><published>2009-04-20T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T00:45:52.143+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>It's late</title><content type='html'>It's late.&lt;br /&gt;Hands tick with warning,&lt;br /&gt;Stumbling in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;In the house all is still,&lt;br /&gt;The only sounds are silence.&lt;br /&gt;Steady breathing in the nursery,&lt;br /&gt;The children slumber in peace,&lt;br /&gt;The husband and wife warm,&lt;br /&gt;Arms intertwined, they lie in tranquil,&lt;br /&gt;The small room at the end,&lt;br /&gt;Lights glow under the door,&lt;br /&gt;She has not yet retreated to her bed,&lt;br /&gt;Only 15 but carrying the world's stresses,&lt;br /&gt;Furiously completing all that's assigned,&lt;br /&gt;While the blankets beckon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's late,&lt;br /&gt;She succumbs,&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be a new day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-7442801048121622815?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/7442801048121622815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=7442801048121622815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/7442801048121622815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/7442801048121622815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-late.html' title='It&apos;s late'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-8509904071699142497</id><published>2009-04-20T01:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T01:13:41.439+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NPCC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Speech Day, NPAP</title><content type='html'>Ok, this will be a quick one.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was absolutely exhausting.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 5.30am to iron both school uniform&lt;br /&gt;AND full u. Then I gave Geraldine a lift and we&lt;br /&gt;went to school for Speech Day, That was about 7.30am.&lt;br /&gt;It ended at around 11.30am then we met at NP room&lt;br /&gt;and went to tiong for lunch. Lol. BK again. I think I'm&lt;br /&gt;gonna get fat, seriously. Wayyy too much fast&lt;br /&gt;food. So we got back around around 2.30pm. And&lt;br /&gt;had to chiong and change, take attendence, check&lt;br /&gt;uniform and whatnot. Then off to HTA. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;for my supposedly last NPAP. Supposedly. As a cadet.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. It was brilliant but a little sad cos quite a few&lt;br /&gt;people fell out. including a CC. Yeah but the fancy drills&lt;br /&gt;was AMAZING. Super coordinated and everything.&lt;br /&gt;It flowed so well that it almost looked more like a dance.&lt;br /&gt;It was damn good. Crescent should aim for that standard&lt;br /&gt;really. Then on the bus ride back we were suppperrr high.&lt;br /&gt;About everything possible. Mostly POP. We got back and&lt;br /&gt;chionged to change. Then I grabbed my stuff and met my&lt;br /&gt;parents outside school and went to my grandma's house,&lt;br /&gt;which is in the east coast. LOL. I felt super disgusting&lt;br /&gt;what with all the sweat and the humidity. AND I didn't get&lt;br /&gt;home until 11+pm. LOL. AND I finally got to shower.&lt;br /&gt;Felt super relieved. Lol, ok. I gotta sleep. School tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;and it's late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-8509904071699142497?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/8509904071699142497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=8509904071699142497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/8509904071699142497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/8509904071699142497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/04/speech-day-npap.html' title='Speech Day, NPAP'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-5037221076472488558</id><published>2009-04-17T00:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T01:03:27.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updatessss</title><content type='html'>Victoria is -_-"  -_-" right now.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I just read some sec1 cadets' blogs.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda -_-" Some self-proclaimed, hide-from&lt;br /&gt;ma'ams-when-I-see-them-so-don't-needa-greet&lt;br /&gt;person. Please lah, we're not blind can.&lt;br /&gt;We can see you from across the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the sec2s corporal promo was today.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to comment though, because&lt;br /&gt;they might read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so only reached home&lt;br /&gt;at 8.15 then I ate and showered and went to&lt;br /&gt;the clubhouse to study. Beatrice and Glen are pure&lt;br /&gt;madness. LOL. And we were begging Glen to&lt;br /&gt;take us along when he goes to Rome at the end&lt;br /&gt;of this year. AND he's gonna tour Europe. Stupid ass.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Haha, and we offered to help him move his&lt;br /&gt;stuff out when he shifts to another apartment&lt;br /&gt;in the estate temporarily to let his place get&lt;br /&gt;renovated. It'll be super fun. And they didn't&lt;br /&gt;chase us out today. We stayed until 11.20 then&lt;br /&gt;walked back. I only reached home at 11.30 though,&lt;br /&gt;cos we stopped at Glen's block to talk. But I managed&lt;br /&gt;to kind of finish studying Electrolysis. Kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speech day is this saturday. So we, the sec4s, have&lt;br /&gt;been required to attend. They say its got meaning and&lt;br /&gt;blah but I think they just need an audience.&lt;br /&gt;School gets out early tomorrow. 12.30! The best news&lt;br /&gt;ever. I get to miss 2 and a half hours of normal lessons.&lt;br /&gt;NPAP is saturday night. I might go. Might. Then I gotta&lt;br /&gt;spend sunday cramming for all the stupid tests for next&lt;br /&gt;week, like chem mock and whatnot. Sigh. I never studied&lt;br /&gt;so much ever. Had lit test today. I wrote 6 paragraphs,&lt;br /&gt;non-stop for 50 minutes. Quite happy, since I just&lt;br /&gt;borrowed Dian's notes just before to memorise quotes.&lt;br /&gt;That saved me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I think I'll go sleep now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-5037221076472488558?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/5037221076472488558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=5037221076472488558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/5037221076472488558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/5037221076472488558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/04/updatessss.html' title='Updatessss'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-2445998380493324657</id><published>2009-04-15T00:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T00:37:52.353+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NPCC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Up dates</title><content type='html'>Haha, I just spent two hours on the phone with Zh.&lt;br /&gt;I was helping her with A maths and she was&lt;br /&gt;helping me memorise for ss test tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. And we were discussing NP related stuff too.&lt;br /&gt;Had First class drill badge on monday. FINALLY,&lt;br /&gt;its over. I'm kinda relieved. I can only hope that I&lt;br /&gt;passed. Yup. I suddenly feel inspired to polish my&lt;br /&gt;boots. LOL. Anyway, Hmmm. Lots of stuff has&lt;br /&gt;been happening lately, but I can't really remember&lt;br /&gt;it. Too much happening in little bits and pieces.&lt;br /&gt;Oh no. My full u hasn't been washed. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;I need it on thursday. I just realised I'll be free on&lt;br /&gt;thursdayyy. Like no promo, no squad to take.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds brilliant, I'm looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I've been doing some stupid things lately I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I met Justin and Glen on the 132 today while I&lt;br /&gt;was on my way for tuition. Lol, they were going for tuition&lt;br /&gt;too. So funny. And I paid Glen for my share of Lizzie's&lt;br /&gt;present. They got her Build A Bear! Can you believe it.&lt;br /&gt;Cos after everyone pooled in money it amounted to&lt;br /&gt;about 70 bucks. And apparently, they spent 20 bucks&lt;br /&gt;on a card that talked. Lol. Hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;Argh, I'm craving for Macs now. I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's my cue to sleep. Nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-2445998380493324657?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/2445998380493324657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=2445998380493324657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/2445998380493324657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/2445998380493324657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/04/up-dates.html' title='Up dates'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-5830587810371348980</id><published>2009-04-11T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T23:45:01.214+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>meow</title><content type='html'>I can't imagine it.&lt;br /&gt;I can only see myself in the previous situation.&lt;br /&gt;In this, I find it hard.&lt;br /&gt;I suppose you could say its because&lt;br /&gt;I haven't yet decided to give it a chance.&lt;br /&gt;And I admit that.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't want to do what I did before.&lt;br /&gt;No, I can't. And I think perhaps,&lt;br /&gt;there'll be too much I'm putting at stake.&lt;br /&gt;Funny though, how people are supporting&lt;br /&gt;my decision, but I don't feel the satisfaction&lt;br /&gt;or the happiness or the comfort from that.&lt;br /&gt;It's not the fault of the people. I think that&lt;br /&gt;it's just me. I guess I keep doing these stupid things.&lt;br /&gt;And somehow, I feel better doing them&lt;br /&gt;Damnit, wth is wrong with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-5830587810371348980?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/5830587810371348980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=5830587810371348980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/5830587810371348980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/5830587810371348980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/04/meow.html' title='meow'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-6796474340949613567</id><published>2009-04-11T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:34:52.650+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>insanity</title><content type='html'>I torture myself.&lt;br /&gt;Mentally, emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;I don't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; to let go.&lt;br /&gt;Pure stupidity, some may call it.&lt;br /&gt;My only defense is that I'm a girl.&lt;br /&gt;Even then, it often doesn't apply.&lt;br /&gt;Looks like I'm losing this battle aren't I?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I watch romance movies&lt;br /&gt;with extremely happy endings?&lt;br /&gt;Because for two hours, I can pretend that's me.&lt;br /&gt;I need what I can't get.&lt;br /&gt;A terrible feeling of nothingness.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;I can't force you and I won't try.&lt;br /&gt;I can only wish, so hard that it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself for all this.&lt;br /&gt;But I can't, and I don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know if I've got it right.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I"m handling this the best way.&lt;br /&gt;And damnit, I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;And I hate myself for that.&lt;br /&gt;If I could be angry, and hate you for it,&lt;br /&gt;it'd be so much easier.&lt;br /&gt;But I can't, I can't.&lt;br /&gt;I can't&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-6796474340949613567?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/6796474340949613567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=6796474340949613567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/6796474340949613567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/6796474340949613567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/04/insanity.html' title='insanity'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-1370392903575619684</id><published>2009-04-07T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T23:56:19.059+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>And I wonder why they say what they say</title><content type='html'>Someone help me please.&lt;br /&gt;Every day I'm sinking deeper.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm angry, with myself.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not getting better.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to let go.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;You know what happens when I start thinking?&lt;br /&gt;I start wishing for things. It's so bad&lt;br /&gt;that it hurts. It's even worse if I start remembering.&lt;br /&gt;It's painful to even begin thinking.&lt;br /&gt;But I can't help it. I really can't.&lt;br /&gt;It plagues my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Fills my existence.&lt;br /&gt;And I feel like crying, destroying things,&lt;br /&gt;But that isn't the worse of it.&lt;br /&gt;It isn't.&lt;br /&gt;And it gets worse every day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-1370392903575619684?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/1370392903575619684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=1370392903575619684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/1370392903575619684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/1370392903575619684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-i-wonder-why-they-say-what-they-say.html' title='And I wonder why they say what they say'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-7439994380276868</id><published>2009-04-03T22:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T22:29:06.085+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>The Duchess</title><content type='html'>I just watched The Duchess.&lt;br /&gt;Watched it online, and I didn't realise it was M18.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. I knew it couldn't be PG13 but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;I cried though. It was so so so so sad.&lt;br /&gt;And it was a true story!&lt;br /&gt;I don't like the ending though.&lt;br /&gt;I think Giorgiana should have been with Charles Grey.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was a good movie.&lt;br /&gt;Really, interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I recommend it (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-7439994380276868?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/7439994380276868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=7439994380276868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/7439994380276868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/7439994380276868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/04/duchess.html' title='The Duchess'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-6164875532819319007</id><published>2009-03-31T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T00:01:56.219+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Paranoid</title><content type='html'>Ok. I am officially paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;Damnit. I gotta stop this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-6164875532819319007?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/6164875532819319007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=6164875532819319007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/6164875532819319007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/6164875532819319007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/03/paranoid.html' title='Paranoid'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-5377611137035083039</id><published>2009-03-31T11:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T12:00:51.033+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life.'/><title type='text'>A silent heart left in the dark.</title><content type='html'>For two whole days.&lt;br /&gt;I get nothing. Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I'm supposed to take it as a hint.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;because if it's a hint, and its true,&lt;br /&gt;and what you said, is what you did,&lt;br /&gt;then I don't know what's going to happen to me.&lt;br /&gt;I can't bring myself to ignore you completely.&lt;br /&gt;And even if I do, people are going to ask why.&lt;br /&gt;Because as far as they know, I'm the only one that&lt;br /&gt;doesn't have a problem with you so far,&lt;br /&gt;so if I start ignoring you, they'll know something&lt;br /&gt;major happened. And do you want me to tell them?&lt;br /&gt;Do you? I don't really think you want me to.&lt;br /&gt;But, I could, and you could be ruined forever.&lt;br /&gt;This is considering what you said is what you did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I pray to God that it isn't like that.&lt;br /&gt;Because, I will not only freak out,&lt;br /&gt;I'll break down.&lt;br /&gt;And I probably won't forgive you ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like an idiot now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-5377611137035083039?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/5377611137035083039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=5377611137035083039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/5377611137035083039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/5377611137035083039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/03/silent-heart-left-in-dark.html' title='A silent heart left in the dark.'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-6920780934606276674</id><published>2009-03-30T00:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T00:45:01.173+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Mess</title><content type='html'>I don't know what you're thinking.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm thinking, that maybe I don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm confused.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't like being confused.&lt;br /&gt;It makes things complicated,&lt;br /&gt;it messes up my brain.&lt;br /&gt;Makes me think unnecessarily.&lt;br /&gt;Makes me stressed, makes me depressed.&lt;br /&gt;Argh. I hate you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-6920780934606276674?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/6920780934606276674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=6920780934606276674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/6920780934606276674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/6920780934606276674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/03/mess.html' title='Mess'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-8335273073963119959</id><published>2009-03-27T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T23:57:03.469+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Melodies</title><content type='html'>I can't think but to regret for not doing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A placating charade only for a false reassurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once and twice a slip or else a secret kept.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-8335273073963119959?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/8335273073963119959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=8335273073963119959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/8335273073963119959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/8335273073963119959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/03/melodies.html' title='Melodies'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-1183866808748755295</id><published>2009-03-25T22:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T23:08:10.561+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>mini</title><content type='html'>I'm shopping! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Or Liana's helping me to anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna buy two dresses.&lt;br /&gt;For $51 in total. Brilliant. :D&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I wanna go shopping on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;I want a pair of shoes.&lt;br /&gt;Heels. really high ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. I forgot to eat lunch today.&lt;br /&gt;I ate nothing in between breakfast and dinner.&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't even feel hungry.&lt;br /&gt;Must be because I ate too much the past&lt;br /&gt;two days. My mum asked me if I was a camel.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. Wonder if I'll be hungry tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like eating half of my total portion from now on.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, there's training tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Sighh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-1183866808748755295?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/1183866808748755295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=1183866808748755295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/1183866808748755295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/1183866808748755295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/03/mini.html' title='mini'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-2211572751651958259</id><published>2009-03-25T18:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T18:58:32.290+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>CTs ended today.&lt;br /&gt;If I pass everything, it'll be good.&lt;br /&gt;At least I know I'm getting somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;After school I went to RJC for "tuition".&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, this ex-crescentian, Stephanie is&lt;br /&gt;tutoring me in physics.&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda useful cos it narrows down the&lt;br /&gt;stuff that I need to ask teachers.&lt;br /&gt;And she explains stuff pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;I found out that I don't know a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;And she told me a lot of stuff that made&lt;br /&gt;a lot of things make sense. A lot of stuff&lt;br /&gt;that I should have known a year ago.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we're still on sec3 topics so far.&lt;br /&gt;RJC is huge. But it's everything looks really cool.&lt;br /&gt;Their houses are the RI and RGS ones&lt;br /&gt;combined so each house is two words long.&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;We were sitting in the RI part cos there were&lt;br /&gt;less people. And the RI NP was having training.&lt;br /&gt;Lol, if my cadets drills were like that, they'd be dead.&lt;br /&gt;But kinda interesting to see how they conduct.&lt;br /&gt;They can do rifle drills in their PT kit.&lt;br /&gt;Which is just t-shirt and shorts.&lt;br /&gt;And they were doing crunches and pumping in&lt;br /&gt;the rain. Really interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I'm still sick. My voice is really terrible.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still talking so much.&lt;br /&gt;It'll be worse tomorrow, cos I got training.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even command. LOL. Edlyn's gonna&lt;br /&gt;kill me. I wanna eat that Kinder Beuno&lt;br /&gt;which is waiting for me in that fridge.&lt;br /&gt;Damn. But it'd kill my throat so I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you start believing that your fantasies are true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-2211572751651958259?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/2211572751651958259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=2211572751651958259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/2211572751651958259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/2211572751651958259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/03/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-2816133222487641174</id><published>2009-03-25T00:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T00:08:23.003+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Brief</title><content type='html'>I'm sick. Again.&lt;br /&gt;Brilliant isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;Right during CTs.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I'm always THAT lucky.&lt;br /&gt;Unit Camp was fun. I was high on both&lt;br /&gt;friday and saturday.&lt;br /&gt;And I was a Zombie on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;I only slept 1 hour on saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;I showered with cold water at 3.30am.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. The best.&lt;br /&gt;Well, debriefs seem to take forever.&lt;br /&gt;Still, they're kinda fun.&lt;br /&gt;Overall it was great.&lt;br /&gt;And we did a GREAT JOB squadmates!&lt;br /&gt;:D :D :D :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying very hard not to think about things.&lt;br /&gt;But I can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;I really can't.&lt;br /&gt;The things people say,&lt;br /&gt;Other people's actions,&lt;br /&gt;everything just brings it all back to plague my mind.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like crap.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to screw up CTs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop it.&lt;br /&gt;Stop playing games with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-2816133222487641174?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/2816133222487641174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=2816133222487641174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/2816133222487641174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/2816133222487641174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/03/brief.html' title='Brief'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-6204013716000111800</id><published>2009-03-19T19:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T00:40:31.012+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>hmmm</title><content type='html'>Can you fall in love twice with the same person?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-6204013716000111800?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/6204013716000111800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=6204013716000111800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/6204013716000111800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/6204013716000111800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/03/hmmm.html' title='hmmm'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-6389682827515245938</id><published>2009-03-18T22:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T22:37:17.350+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Heartache</title><content type='html'>Talk to me damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in a dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;As usual.&lt;br /&gt;I want to know something,&lt;br /&gt;but, I'm guessing that knowing it,&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't exactly put me at peace.&lt;br /&gt;It wouldn't. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know if it'll make me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;Damnit. My heart hurts.&lt;br /&gt;Really. Oww.&lt;br /&gt;everytime I think of that,&lt;br /&gt;I forget to breathe regularly,&lt;br /&gt;then I feel like I'm going to hyperventilate.&lt;br /&gt;Is that normal?&lt;br /&gt;Because it is constantly plaguing&lt;br /&gt;my mind. Well, a few times a day anyway,&lt;br /&gt;I tend to not breathe regularly a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Which is bad right?&lt;br /&gt;I know what's the cure though.&lt;br /&gt;But I can't get it.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like crap.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hit him.&lt;br /&gt;Until I feel better.&lt;br /&gt;Shout and scream and swear,&lt;br /&gt;until I feel better.&lt;br /&gt;Cos right now, and ever since,&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt any better.&lt;br /&gt;Although, I thought I would.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-6389682827515245938?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/6389682827515245938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=6389682827515245938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/6389682827515245938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/6389682827515245938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/03/heartache.html' title='Heartache'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-3525910598488876946</id><published>2009-03-18T00:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T00:44:43.501+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>The Notebook</title><content type='html'>I can safely say that The Notebook is the most&lt;br /&gt;beautiful movie ever. The actors and actresses&lt;br /&gt;are brilliant. The story is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;It has a happy ending.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I don't need much else to consider it&lt;br /&gt;a beautiful movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-3525910598488876946?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/3525910598488876946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=3525910598488876946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/3525910598488876946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/3525910598488876946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/03/notebook.html' title='The Notebook'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-1246120120773021592</id><published>2009-03-16T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T00:42:24.278+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>love</title><content type='html'>Love.&lt;br /&gt;The most complicated word in the world.&lt;br /&gt;I think every other word can be explained,&lt;br /&gt;except this one.&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I can say that I've been in love.&lt;br /&gt;I think. But hey, you'd be thinking,&lt;br /&gt;she's not even 16, how would she know&lt;br /&gt;what's love? Well, maybe I don't.&lt;br /&gt;But I just go with what I'm feeling,&lt;br /&gt;and for just that once, it felt right.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, people fall in and out of love don't they?&lt;br /&gt;So that kind of love doesn't last until its&lt;br /&gt;from the right one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'd say love is like finding your other half.&lt;br /&gt;Someone that completes you.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who can look past your flaws and&lt;br /&gt;love you all the same. Someone who loves you&lt;br /&gt;because you're not perfect. Someone who can&lt;br /&gt;make you laugh, but not cry. No, never cry.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who'll remember all your favourite foods,&lt;br /&gt;and can finish your sentences, and go shopping with&lt;br /&gt;you, because he knows you like it when he's there.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who is thinking of you, any moment,&lt;br /&gt;any day. Someone who can sit with you for hours&lt;br /&gt;and do nothing, because he's just enjoying the moments&lt;br /&gt;together. Someone who will do things for you and&lt;br /&gt;expect nothing in return. Someone who can be your&lt;br /&gt;best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, I think to myself, has anyone ever found&lt;br /&gt;someone they've really been looking for?&lt;br /&gt;That fits their perfect description of love?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;If there are, I hope I'm as lucky.&lt;br /&gt;If there aren't, I hope I'm the first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-1246120120773021592?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/1246120120773021592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=1246120120773021592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/1246120120773021592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/1246120120773021592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/03/love.html' title='love'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-8651672866005215855</id><published>2009-03-14T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T23:59:50.888+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Thinking</title><content type='html'>I don't think I'll ever get it right.&lt;br /&gt;When I think too much,&lt;br /&gt;I get it all wrong, seeing things so&lt;br /&gt;much more complicated than they actually&lt;br /&gt;are. Thinking things are true when actually,&lt;br /&gt;they aren't. Thinking that things have hidden&lt;br /&gt;meanings, when actually, there is nothing&lt;br /&gt;behind the literal meaning.&lt;br /&gt;And then I try to think less.&lt;br /&gt;And then I miss out things which I should&lt;br /&gt;have noticed. Become so blur that things&lt;br /&gt;rush right past me and I don't even notice.&lt;br /&gt;I forget things that I should have remembered,&lt;br /&gt;Don't pay enough attention to something that&lt;br /&gt;I should have.&lt;br /&gt;And so now, when I'm faced with issues that&lt;br /&gt;require thinking, I have absolutely no idea,&lt;br /&gt;what to do next. Should I think or not?&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;And it is most frustrating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-8651672866005215855?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/8651672866005215855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=8651672866005215855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/8651672866005215855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/8651672866005215855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/03/thinking.html' title='Thinking'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-5414881217822342822</id><published>2009-03-13T23:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T23:33:29.602+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Wondering.</title><content type='html'>I wonder about myself sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I scare myself at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's quite terrifying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-5414881217822342822?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/5414881217822342822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=5414881217822342822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/5414881217822342822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/5414881217822342822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/03/wondering.html' title='Wondering.'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-4570872130355367979</id><published>2009-03-08T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T23:53:08.871+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>30-hour fast</title><content type='html'>30 hour fast!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. I think it was a really interesting experience.&lt;br /&gt;Not eating for 30 hours.&lt;br /&gt;The P&amp;amp;W was kinda er... at times.&lt;br /&gt;I think the dance steps damn weird can.&lt;br /&gt;But it was still damn fun.&lt;br /&gt;We started fasting at 11.30am on saturday&lt;br /&gt;and finished at 6.30pm today.&lt;br /&gt;By the time saturday evening came,&lt;br /&gt;everyone went nuts.&lt;br /&gt;High on nothing. Lol...&lt;br /&gt;The best part was when lights out came.&lt;br /&gt;Lights out was supposed to be 11.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;And you know, almost everyone went to sleep&lt;br /&gt;straight away! Like all the other people.&lt;br /&gt;It was so early! Haha, but we didn't go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Me, Pam, Geraldine, Andrea, Justin, Ivan, Glen and fred&lt;br /&gt;huddled in a circle, like all lying on our stomachs.&lt;br /&gt;And started talking. Cos interestingly enough,&lt;br /&gt;for once guys and girls were all in the attic.&lt;br /&gt;No separation. It was DAMN fun. The jokes that&lt;br /&gt;came out were the best. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Lol, then apparently Kevin was sleepwalking?&lt;br /&gt;And Pam started screaming about fractions in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;I shared a sleeping bag with Andrea and I think we&lt;br /&gt;woke up about 50 times the entire night. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;And on the second day we went to visit some old folks.&lt;br /&gt;That was quite interesting.&lt;br /&gt;And played games and had recon.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. And Seow pulled down Kevin's pants cos it was the&lt;br /&gt;only pullable one. Lol. During mass, me and Andrea couldn't keep awake.&lt;br /&gt;Ivan totally knocked out. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;After mass we had a catered dinner, buffet.&lt;br /&gt;And the food disappeared in about 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I think we coped damn alot of muffins.&lt;br /&gt;The we went to hang for a while at the playground near tp.&lt;br /&gt;Then I got a lift home from Glen's parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think 30-hour fast was brilliant overall.&lt;br /&gt;I felt weird when I was eating today.&lt;br /&gt;I just came back about half-an-hour ago from studying.&lt;br /&gt;with Glen and Beatrice. Lol, I didn't do anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;Ended up talking for like 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;But it felt great :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damnit, I just ate a sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna go for tuitionnnn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-4570872130355367979?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/4570872130355367979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=4570872130355367979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/4570872130355367979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/4570872130355367979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/03/30-hour-fast.html' title='30-hour fast'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-34902446940464098</id><published>2009-03-06T23:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T23:26:52.982+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>3 Bananas</title><content type='html'>I just completed my second time of&lt;br /&gt;I Am Gifted, So Are You.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I hope I feel inspired to study&lt;br /&gt;all the way to 'O's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 hour fast is tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I'm kinda excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have no idea what to say.&lt;br /&gt;More after the fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-34902446940464098?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/34902446940464098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=34902446940464098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/34902446940464098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/34902446940464098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/03/3-bananas.html' title='3 Bananas'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-2379568898280371303</id><published>2009-03-02T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T23:29:44.376+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>clubhouse</title><content type='html'>I feel blessed! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Cos I have lots of study groups.&lt;br /&gt;Well, two anyway. And that's enough :D&lt;br /&gt;I love study groups.&lt;br /&gt;Considering I don't get anything done at home,&lt;br /&gt;the amount I get down at study groups&lt;br /&gt;exceeds it like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;I think the clubhouse is gonna turn into my&lt;br /&gt;second home soon.&lt;br /&gt;I spent 6 hours there today studying.&lt;br /&gt;Not alone obviously.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. There's this spot which we've named the&lt;br /&gt;meeting point.&lt;br /&gt;Cos from there. there are four paths.&lt;br /&gt;Each lead off to one of our house's&lt;br /&gt;Clockwise, it'll be Justin, Glen, me, Beatrice.&lt;br /&gt;haha. It's really amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think 30-hour fast will be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Really absolutely no food for a full 30 hours.&lt;br /&gt;I'll die in school on monday.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I might not survive training.&lt;br /&gt;Then edlyn will kill me.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, but you know, hunger keeps&lt;br /&gt;me awake. Cos my stomach will hurt so I&lt;br /&gt;can't sleep properly. Interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Ahah. I feel high.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-2379568898280371303?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/2379568898280371303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=2379568898280371303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/2379568898280371303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/2379568898280371303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/03/clubhouse.html' title='clubhouse'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-934859296683835692</id><published>2009-03-02T00:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T00:07:32.962+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Weekending</title><content type='html'>My sister laughs like a maniac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much weight can you lose in a week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the clubhouse is a brilliant hangout.&lt;br /&gt;haha. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going for the 30 hour fast!&lt;br /&gt;I doubt I can do any homework that weekend.&lt;br /&gt;I think I won't be eating for the entire 30 hours?&lt;br /&gt;I realllyyy hope I don't faint.&lt;br /&gt;The last time I did that was when I had dengue.&lt;br /&gt;But that was longer. but I was sick so I wasn't&lt;br /&gt;hungry. So I guess it doesn't count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what I want now.&lt;br /&gt;Baked pasta.&lt;br /&gt;Damnit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-934859296683835692?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/934859296683835692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=934859296683835692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/934859296683835692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/934859296683835692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekending.html' title='Weekending'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-8889357179894357603</id><published>2009-02-27T21:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T21:55:13.920+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Cross Country day</title><content type='html'>Today was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Cross country was well, haha rather uneventful.&lt;br /&gt;It was what we did after that was fun.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. we had a clique reunion.&lt;br /&gt;So it was just me, Andrea, Geraldine, Casandra,&lt;br /&gt;Annie and Valencia. We went to Vivo and&lt;br /&gt;watched New In Town. HAHA. It was okayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda cliched plot but it was nice.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I wanted to watch Slumdog Millionare&lt;br /&gt;buttttt, Geraldine watched it already so we couldn't&lt;br /&gt;be unfair to her. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Lol then we spent a lonnggg time wandering&lt;br /&gt;around Vivo. Haha. I ALMOST bought a dress from&lt;br /&gt;Forever 21. Me and Annie was trying to prevent&lt;br /&gt;each other from going shopping. It was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;lol. So I took mrt back and I had to change to&lt;br /&gt;red line at Dhoby Ghaut. Lol then when I was walking&lt;br /&gt;to the jurong east side, I felt as if I knew someone&lt;br /&gt;there. And I looked to my left and I saw Justin!&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Damn funny. Yeah and we were taking&lt;br /&gt;the exact same way back, obviously, so I had company.&lt;br /&gt;Yay. Haha. What was EVEN funnier was that when&lt;br /&gt;we walked out of Braddell mrt station we were on the road&lt;br /&gt;and suddenly this car stopped beside us and Lizzie Kow&lt;br /&gt;was inside! Lol. It was kinda scaryy. I don't usually&lt;br /&gt;accidentally see so many people that I know.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Haha this has been the most free-est day&lt;br /&gt;that I've had since school started. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-8889357179894357603?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/8889357179894357603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=8889357179894357603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/8889357179894357603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/8889357179894357603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/02/cross-country-day.html' title='Cross Country day'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-6356186292162041829</id><published>2009-02-26T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T23:14:22.865+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>nana</title><content type='html'>This is my first free night since school started.&lt;br /&gt;I feel GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Anyway, it's cross country tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Which I'm not running, cos I got duty. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special week next week, meaning almost&lt;br /&gt;no lessons at all. haha. I got put into group 1&lt;br /&gt;for the enrichment courses thing.&lt;br /&gt;Which is I Am Gifted So Are You. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;They arranged us by academic results.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. I'm in the group of under-achievers.&lt;br /&gt;Duhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, I love weekends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-6356186292162041829?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/6356186292162041829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=6356186292162041829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/6356186292162041829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/6356186292162041829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/02/nana.html' title='nana'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-6038924462299778607</id><published>2009-02-25T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T00:20:24.444+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Miow</title><content type='html'>Oh no. I have no graph paper.&lt;br /&gt;I can't do my physics homework. Damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel rejuvenated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go and sit in church and&lt;br /&gt;pray and listen to P&amp;amp;W songs. Yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-6038924462299778607?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/6038924462299778607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=6038924462299778607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/6038924462299778607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/6038924462299778607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/02/miow.html' title='Miow'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-5580292134979420537</id><published>2009-02-23T20:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T20:47:48.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I trusted you</title><content type='html'>The full impact didn't come straight away.&lt;br /&gt;In fact I didn't feel anything until I left.&lt;br /&gt;But now that I think about it,&lt;br /&gt;its a subtle form of betrayal.&lt;br /&gt;I trusted you. To understand.&lt;br /&gt;But I suppose, I shouldn't have.&lt;br /&gt;The truth hurts, but its necessary.&lt;br /&gt;I feel cheated.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I didn't see it coming.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not innocent either. Of course not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it wrong to want to see the best in people?&lt;br /&gt;Because that's what I do.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't form any impression&lt;br /&gt;based on someone else's opinion.&lt;br /&gt;Because I believe everyone deserves to&lt;br /&gt;have a chance to show the best of themselves.&lt;br /&gt;To be themselves and not have other's&lt;br /&gt;impressions piled on even before the&lt;br /&gt;friendship has formed.&lt;br /&gt;But I suppose, these chances I give&lt;br /&gt;have never benefited me in the end.&lt;br /&gt;I guess some would call me stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Crudely, it would be "See lah, I tell you already&lt;br /&gt;you don't want to believe"&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had one free day, or even just a free afternoon,&lt;br /&gt;I'd go and sit in church and pray.&lt;br /&gt;I think it need it.&lt;br /&gt;To clear my mind, to make sense of the things&lt;br /&gt;happening around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point of time,&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to question myself.&lt;br /&gt;I think God gives me a lesson to learn in everything&lt;br /&gt;that happens to me.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I find out what it is this time.&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I've never encountered this before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-5580292134979420537?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/5580292134979420537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=5580292134979420537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/5580292134979420537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/5580292134979420537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-trusted-you.html' title='I trusted you'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-1645477127059607594</id><published>2009-02-23T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T00:41:49.105+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>A thought</title><content type='html'>Ignorance is bliss,&lt;br /&gt;denial is a safe haven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder I haven't started crying yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my mind has shut it out.&lt;br /&gt;Because when I think of it,&lt;br /&gt;I just feel numb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could cry, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;But it wouldn't make me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;No, it wouldn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I miss every moment.&lt;br /&gt;And I want to forget it but remember it all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damnit, I wish it never happened.&lt;br /&gt;Then I won't be need to look back and feel sad.&lt;br /&gt;Or put myself in denial,&lt;br /&gt;Or stop myself from crying,&lt;br /&gt;Or try to pretend I'm not sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damnit.&lt;br /&gt;Damn you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-1645477127059607594?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/1645477127059607594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=1645477127059607594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/1645477127059607594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/1645477127059607594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/02/thought.html' title='A thought'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-2139204503096313992</id><published>2009-02-22T00:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T00:58:23.451+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Unfathomable</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And as I wandered past oblivious souls,&lt;br /&gt;a thought caught my mind,&lt;br /&gt;an epiphany so empowering,&lt;br /&gt;I could not deny it,&lt;br /&gt;like I once could with such ease,&lt;br /&gt;and I do not welcome it,&lt;br /&gt;for why would I have attempted,&lt;br /&gt;so greatly to keep it at bay,&lt;br /&gt;if I should accept it now?&lt;br /&gt;But now it proves to be prevalent,&lt;br /&gt;an afterthought tugging at my heart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-2139204503096313992?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/2139204503096313992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=2139204503096313992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/2139204503096313992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/2139204503096313992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/02/unfathomable.html' title='Unfathomable'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-1316851489450243161</id><published>2009-02-20T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T23:37:25.922+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Beatrice's sweet 16</title><content type='html'>I just came back from Beatrice's sweet sixteen!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Or what we managed to put together for it.&lt;br /&gt;Haha six of us including her.&lt;br /&gt; Me, Glen, Ivan, Justin, Andrea and the birthday girl&lt;br /&gt;of course. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I pushed Ivan into the pool successfully.&lt;br /&gt;Haha he DID want to swim.&lt;br /&gt;And he got out of the pool and Andrea pushed him in&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;Lol, we ended up at the slope near Justin's house&lt;br /&gt;and started camwhoring.&lt;br /&gt;Haha and failed! With a lot of shots.&lt;br /&gt;But it was great.&lt;br /&gt;The best way to end my week ever :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School kinda sucks now,&lt;br /&gt;I'm really feeling the pressure.&lt;br /&gt;Like way more homework and tests and&lt;br /&gt;ARGH annoyingggg. Homework&lt;br /&gt;all the time. Most of the time I drop&lt;br /&gt;dead before I manage to start.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so frustrated that I can't keep awake.&lt;br /&gt;Because I can't finish my homework then&lt;br /&gt;I have to chiong it in school and give lame&lt;br /&gt;excuses that obviously the teachers don't&lt;br /&gt;believe and if I tell them I can't keep awake to&lt;br /&gt;finish they'll say its not a valid reason. But&lt;br /&gt;it's the only reason I have and it's genuine.&lt;br /&gt;It piles up and I get in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I haven't gotten in trouble yet.&lt;br /&gt;But I could. If the teachers don't feel like being nice.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like A math lessons anymore. I miss&lt;br /&gt;miss Chua. Mrs Tan is nice but its very very boring.&lt;br /&gt;And she wonders WHY I fall asleep in her class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh I wanna go comfort shopping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-1316851489450243161?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/1316851489450243161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=1316851489450243161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/1316851489450243161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/1316851489450243161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/02/beatrices-sweet-16.html' title='Beatrice&apos;s sweet 16'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-1078940959698095176</id><published>2009-02-17T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T21:21:12.175+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>school school</title><content type='html'>Word for the day: annihilate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what's depressing?&lt;br /&gt;Having my hair trimmed by 1 1/2 inches.&lt;br /&gt;That's depressing.&lt;br /&gt;But only because it took me SOOO long to grow it.&lt;br /&gt;I look kinda kiddyish now. Sighhh.&lt;br /&gt;It's still long bu not long enough.&lt;br /&gt;It had a purpose though, my hair has been dropping.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. even more depressing. The hairdresser&lt;br /&gt;thinks that my roots are too weak so the weight&lt;br /&gt;of my long hair was causing the accessive hair loss.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm having some treatment to make my&lt;br /&gt;hair healthy again so I can have my long long long&lt;br /&gt;hair back. Yay. Apparently I don't sleep enough.&lt;br /&gt;Well Duhhhh. Okay anyway.&lt;br /&gt;TD day was on tuesday. Only had sweet potato to eat&lt;br /&gt;so I felt starved by lunch.&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting slck in my eating regime. Damnit.&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to write a new song (:&lt;br /&gt;I think eyelash curlers are fascinating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my phone is in badddd condition. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;I have recently acquired a pet plant. (:&lt;br /&gt;omg and I got an A1 or my E math test!&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY :D :D :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-1078940959698095176?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/1078940959698095176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=1078940959698095176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/1078940959698095176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/1078940959698095176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/02/school-school.html' title='school school'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-5484307957522667791</id><published>2009-02-15T00:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T00:58:52.147+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>cry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know what makes me cry,&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda silly but I can't help myself,&lt;br /&gt;It's not romantic movies,&lt;br /&gt;Or weddings, or deathbed scenes,&lt;br /&gt;But it tears at my heart,&lt;br /&gt;And I have to look away,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-5484307957522667791?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/5484307957522667791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=5484307957522667791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/5484307957522667791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/5484307957522667791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/02/cry.html' title='cry'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-3815445552946595433</id><published>2009-02-14T23:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T23:35:54.378+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Valentines Day, Crezawards</title><content type='html'>SO SO.&lt;br /&gt;CREZAWARDS OMGGGG.&lt;br /&gt;It rocked beyond anything.&lt;br /&gt;And I got no regrets in joining AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;Sui Generis didn't win ):&lt;br /&gt;BUT its okayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;We did great, I really think we did.&lt;br /&gt;It was worth it to experience it with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;I definitely think it'd be worse if we never&lt;br /&gt;tried, cos then we'd always be wondering what if?&lt;br /&gt;So I love you guys!!! SO SO muchhhh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Liana (hahaha) got 1st for group vocals (:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. I was realllllyyyy surprisedddd.&lt;br /&gt;I thought the others were pretty good y'know.&lt;br /&gt;And I was dead tired when I got home but&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking, that I could probably do this for life.&lt;br /&gt;You know, perform and whatnot.&lt;br /&gt;Cos even the tiredness after is a good kind of tiredness.&lt;br /&gt;Like satisfactory and worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both me and Liana did the same stupid thing&lt;br /&gt;before we showered. We pressed the button&lt;br /&gt;with our PE attire on and got allll wet. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;After the dance I had to run to go and change and&lt;br /&gt;then go backstage again. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;It was brilliant. I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today is Valentines Day.&lt;br /&gt;ANDDDD, I spent it byyyy,&lt;br /&gt;enjoying that I'm single!!!&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that there's a side to me,&lt;br /&gt;that no one really knows. Alot of my personality&lt;br /&gt;is kinda inward. Like I don't voice out my&lt;br /&gt;thoughts much. Which counts or something&lt;br /&gt;because I do a lot of thinking. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to stop eating unhealthy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a headache suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;Damnit, i forgot to ask Joshua something just now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-3815445552946595433?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/3815445552946595433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=3815445552946595433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/3815445552946595433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/3815445552946595433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day-crezawards.html' title='Valentines Day, Crezawards'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316030618318941010.post-1248886400896557808</id><published>2009-02-12T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T21:50:51.820+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>The day before</title><content type='html'>Crezawards is tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;Omg, I really really really hope that,&lt;br /&gt;I DONT SCREW UP.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna sing perfectly,&lt;br /&gt;Play my guitar perfectly,&lt;br /&gt;and dance perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll remember secondary school&lt;br /&gt;for many things.&lt;br /&gt;One of which, will be this.&lt;br /&gt;I can add it to my list of,&lt;br /&gt;Things I Never Thought I Would Do.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, in primary school,&lt;br /&gt;I never sang, ever.&lt;br /&gt;I only started singing like, in Sec2 maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, Valentines Day this saturday!&lt;br /&gt;LOL, not like I've got a Valentine.&lt;br /&gt;But haha, it's okay. I'll spend it with&lt;br /&gt;my equally single girlfriends. :D&lt;br /&gt;Haha, and we'll enjoy being single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a ton of things to bring for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Two full sets of clothes, towel, soap,&lt;br /&gt;, makeup, face paint, shoes,&lt;br /&gt;plus the normal school stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Need showering stuff cos we don't have time&lt;br /&gt;to go home. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Ok,&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll go write out a checklist now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know what makes me cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5316030618318941010-1248886400896557808?l=amidthesilent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/feeds/1248886400896557808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316030618318941010&amp;postID=1248886400896557808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/1248886400896557808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316030618318941010/posts/default/1248886400896557808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amidthesilent.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-before.html' title='The day before'/><author><name>Victoria Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541356858129536161</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/_HvhQnWaAX6g/SVd9N72oNYI/AAAAAAAAACg/eqvwICrVQB8/S220/IMG_0413.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
