<?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-7378594</id><updated>2011-06-08T14:37:02.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Blog (:</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>176</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-5834439278246229540</id><published>2007-09-25T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T23:07:52.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yoyoyo my lovesick bitch. im bored so i shall blog for you. for a moment there i forgot your pw, i typed in the old one instead HAHAHA DO YOU REMEMBER IT! omg. anyways, can your promos hurry up and end already we wanna date you out! hope &lt;strong&gt;lalala&lt;/strong&gt; doesnt mind, we're only stealing you for a day (: yay youre online! i dont have to loser by myself anymore haha. but ohwell your blogs dead anyway, i just revived it haha. ciao! &lt;33 jo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-5834439278246229540?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/5834439278246229540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=5834439278246229540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/5834439278246229540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/5834439278246229540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/09/yoyoyo-my-lovesick-bitch.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-2126738789153159876</id><published>2007-09-23T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T12:23:42.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;jo&lt;/span&gt; rocks my socks. and from now on everyone shall refer to her as &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The Jo&lt;/span&gt;, not just &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;jo&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The Jo&lt;/span&gt;'s so nice to me, helping me with my work. so smart, my hero! i must kowtow to her manzxzx. kiss her feet and tend to her every wimp and fancy. i wanna give up my life to be &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The Jo&lt;/span&gt;'s slave. i wanna be at the mercy of the ass that belongs to the gteatest being in the world - &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The Jo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit/]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Where's the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;trust&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my momma, look at what Econs has done to this poor soul. I don't type like that &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; in my life will I praise you, for fear of your rising - &amp;amp; already vast - sense of self worth. &amp;amp; 'greatest' also cannot spell properly, call yourself smart huh. &amp;amp; 'The Jo'? Oh puh-lease. Egocentric foooooool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least Jo makes Econs that bit - however little - more fun, with her weird examples &amp;amp; all. &amp;amp; her new puppy is damn adorable la, one of the few dogs I'm not afraid of. Freaking cute la, I wanna kidnappp! Shitto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Give up, then. Since you're dying to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-2126738789153159876?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/2126738789153159876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=2126738789153159876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/2126738789153159876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/2126738789153159876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/09/jo-rocks-my-socks.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-5197044864950190206</id><published>2007-09-18T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T21:35:46.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Promos are looming &amp;amp; I'm afraiddd. Ugh I don't feel like blogging anymore, toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Edelineee&lt;/strong&gt; You're such an ass la, never failing to tease us TSKK. &amp;amp; sorry to say I have no clue haha, why don't you ask her? (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-5197044864950190206?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/5197044864950190206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=5197044864950190206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/5197044864950190206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/5197044864950190206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/09/promos-are-looming-im-afraiddd.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-3096928044873393473</id><published>2007-09-04T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T20:19:40.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your lips.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello I'm here again. Blogging seems cool again, I feel like a newbie haha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Happy birthday &lt;strong&gt;Jo&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love you (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went to &lt;strong&gt;Liao Kangya&lt;/strong&gt;'s (teehee &lt;em&gt;Kangggyaaa&lt;/em&gt;) house yesterday to (try to) study. We'd &lt;em&gt;progress&lt;/em&gt;! HAHA. Left at 8 to go to &lt;strong&gt;Jo&lt;/strong&gt;'s. Cut the delicious cake, gave her her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;gorgeous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; present, played Twister &amp; Truth or Dare, which was scandalous, to say the least. &amp;amp; because I'm such an awesome girlfriend, I left Jo's early &amp; went to meet my family. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Watched Bee play her tourny today! So coooooool. She won, like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;duh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. HAHA okay I sound like a snob but I don't care cause she's &lt;strong&gt;THAT&lt;/strong&gt; good. Off to Ikea after &amp;amp; I was so happily eating meatballs when &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shit happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. But all's good now (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Goodbye (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-3096928044873393473?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/3096928044873393473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=3096928044873393473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/3096928044873393473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/3096928044873393473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/09/your-lips.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-6146041981081341938</id><published>2007-09-03T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T10:26:53.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woah it's been how long? &amp; I suddenly feel like blogging. Yay so the past few days have been gooood (: Eeyer I don't want this year to enddd. Uniforms are &lt;strong&gt;hot&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp;&lt;strong&gt; sexy&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt; (Especially on &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;HOT&amp;amp;SEXY HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omgosh I suddenly don't feel like typing anymore. HAHA I'm so annoying somebody just slap me. Okay my comeback post is uber short but nevermind, byebye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-6146041981081341938?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/6146041981081341938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=6146041981081341938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/6146041981081341938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/6146041981081341938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/09/woah-its-been-how-long-i-suddenly-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-7591856593984097377</id><published>2007-07-31T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T23:39:47.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been feeling utterly angsty &amp; shitty these past few days. I have so much emotion in me (HAHAHA emo, emo. Not funny). Hurr I fucking regret staying in IJ after Term1. (Sometimes I love it, sometimes I hate it but now its all hate &amp; regret). I fucking screwed things up but it's kinda too late to change any of that now. &amp; I'm not sure if I wanna change things anyway. I like life just the way it is, but I often find myself changing the circumstances in my mind. Ugh. This &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stinks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp; to YOU, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss. Don't ask who or what cause I myself don't know the answer. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I just miss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is lame, blogging out of the blue, &amp;amp; being so angsty too. But heck. Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-7591856593984097377?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/7591856593984097377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=7591856593984097377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/7591856593984097377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/7591856593984097377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/07/ive-been-feeling-utterly-angsty-shitty.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-8803424087985958852</id><published>2007-06-23T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T22:41:05.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Room for her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I feel like blogging but don't know what about.&lt;br /&gt;Lately I've been feeling all sorts of emotions, I wanna &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;explode&lt;/span&gt;. Like, boom! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Wrong timing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurr I feel like closing my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; you don't know it, but you hold a special place in my heart. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I'm still missing you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-8803424087985958852?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/8803424087985958852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=8803424087985958852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/8803424087985958852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/8803424087985958852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/06/room-for-her-i-feel-like-blogging-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-2995350616363377369</id><published>2007-06-14T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T23:23:21.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I'm missing you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp; I'm wishing you would come back through my door&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I painted my left pinkie &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt; today! YAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studied with &lt;strong&gt;Liao&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Kangya&lt;/strong&gt; (HAHAHA). It was omgxzx unproductive haha. &amp;amp; I think we'll die without our paopaocha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out with &lt;strong&gt;Jingyu&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; &lt;strong&gt;Cheryl&lt;/strong&gt;! Like, finally la. We basically ate our way through the day haha. Gelare, Chippy's &amp;amp; what not. We took silly neoprints! It was fuck funny, we laughed so hard. I love them (: Then off to Esplanade to meet &lt;strong&gt;Boris&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; &lt;strong&gt;Philip&lt;/strong&gt; to study. They were being so annoying la, I could have died. Miraculously, we did a couple of chapters of Math. Quite an accomplishment for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Causeway to meet &lt;strong&gt;Liao Kangya&lt;/strong&gt; again. Studied for quite a bit at Mos then ate Sakae! Yum. Took lots of photos &amp;amp; videos (HAHA) on her phone. Then we were supposed to go back to studying but the study mood was gone so we bummed around (OMG suggestive usage of words! ROFL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent &lt;strong&gt;Yiyaaa&lt;/strong&gt; to school! The first time I'm sending her this year (: Studied in the canteen while waiting for her exam to end, I must say I was &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; unproductive in that 3 hours :/ Went to her house after. She was supposed to sing for me but.. ): (You promised to, tomorrow! :D) Home, then out again for a bit with &lt;strong&gt;Nic&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; her beloved haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, that's my week for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pirates&lt;/em&gt; tomorrow with &lt;strong&gt;Yiya&lt;/strong&gt;, I can't wait. &amp;amp; hockey dinner on Saturday (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh gosh, somebody has GOTTA keep my ass planted to the chair for me, I neeeed to study! I have no intention of retaining whatsoever, though I kinda expect it by the looks of things :/ Why do I get distracted so easily! Hurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored, byebye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-2995350616363377369?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/2995350616363377369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=2995350616363377369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/2995350616363377369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/2995350616363377369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/06/now-im-missing-you-im-wishing-you-would.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-2573845132870151804</id><published>2007-06-03T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T22:17:12.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Swing this round,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's take this first step.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my Mommy forever &amp; ever! Went out with her &amp;amp; Nic today, we emptied her wallet so that her bag would be lighter (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Got two pretty tops, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt; shoes &amp; my happy &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt; shorts :D I think &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt; should be my new favourite colour. But I like a lot of colours - &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;brown&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;orange&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;turquoise&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;white&lt;/span&gt;.. Almost everything except &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;. Yay I like &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Okay back to where I left off. Nic bought a &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;YELLOW&lt;/span&gt; bikini &amp;amp; she's supposed to share it with me, says me. HAHA. &amp; her new hockey stick is fuck cool, I wantttt. Got new grips for my stick anyways, pretty &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;white&lt;/span&gt; ones (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School tomorrow, hurr. School spoils my mood. I've only been to ONE lesson this whole holidays, Math of course. HAHA I love Math, we belong together. Mrs Soh will be so proud. Speaking of which! I'll be going back to St Nicks on Tuesday! YAY YAY YAY can't wait. Orange bowl, here I come! :DDD &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't wait to watch my Pirates &amp;amp; Fantastic4 (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know, you actin' like you don't know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I tear the club up fo' sho&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This flow is gon' bring more dough&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; you know but actin' like you don't know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I think this song's coooool. Clubbing (maybe) next Saturday with KPA, yay. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-2573845132870151804?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/2573845132870151804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=2573845132870151804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/2573845132870151804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/2573845132870151804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/06/swing-this-round-lets-take-this-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-5195193611217794560</id><published>2007-05-30T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T21:13:43.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heads up, get low.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello I'm blogging, yay me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outing with Loo &amp; Sam was goooottt. Laughed my ass off, it has been damn long since the last time I laughed like this. I think only the KPA can make me this happy (: We were being so damn spas in the Cine food court. It's amazing how we embarrass ourself so frequently everytime we're together that we're now so immune to humiliation. Camwhored ALOT. Took hundereds of photos, all in the span of a couple of hours. (The lift photos were hilarious, I'll never forget how desperate we were for photo taking that we took the lift up &amp; down so many times, hoping no one steps in HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;[KPA: More of this please! :D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa tomorrow, can't wait! But I'm gonna be with the cousins &amp; relatives so it's kinda weird. Maybe The Bitch (HAHA) will be there too, omgxzx haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna clubbbbbbb. I'm desperate &amp; everyone's planning for the holidays &amp;amp; I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I'mma happy, happy girl now (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-5195193611217794560?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/5195193611217794560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=5195193611217794560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/5195193611217794560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/5195193611217794560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/05/heads-up-get-low.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-8034014714198704139</id><published>2007-05-22T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T21:52:31.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Asshole asshole asshole I hate you &amp; I'll never forgive you &amp;amp; I'll never forget this. &lt;strong&gt;Ever&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I hate you.&lt;/span&gt; You'll never change. Liar. Liar liar liar. You suck. Go away. Go go go. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Shoo.&lt;/span&gt; I don't believe you. &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fuck&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;These past few days sucked like hellll. I hate this week. Hurr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-8034014714198704139?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/8034014714198704139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=8034014714198704139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/8034014714198704139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/8034014714198704139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/05/asshole-asshole-asshole-i-hate-you-ill.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-7963892949289718672</id><published>2007-05-21T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T22:14:15.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How many times,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How many lies?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary of the past few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;GP Summer Test sucked, much less Chinese. I'm a dead girl, gotta study reeeeeally hard for Promos.&lt;br /&gt;Sports Day in the afternoon was awesome (to me anyways, I have this thing for sports days). Cheer-led! :D Kay dragged me, I dragged Krystal HAHA. Thank the good Lord I didn't have to run. Mabel came, bet she was so excited to see me. HAHA missed her (: I swear my modesty was violated a thousand times by Kay &amp; Mabel. Tsk, my poor boobs haha. Rasalas came in second, again. I still think we should have won ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Out with da bitch HAHA. Fun la, though whatever we wanted to do was packed. My first time going to Marche in almost a year! Funfair was s-s-scary :D Being flung about after a heavy meal is NOT good for one's body system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; my thighs still hurt, after so long. Today sure sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sometimes I can't help but to think I should really move on. But I can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enough's enough.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-7963892949289718672?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/7963892949289718672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=7963892949289718672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/7963892949289718672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/7963892949289718672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/05/how-many-times-how-many-lies-summary-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-4054030128667443136</id><published>2007-05-13T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T21:47:09.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll never get over you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Getting over me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this new thing where I type 'omgxzxz' a lot. HAHA uber cool I swear. Today was fun but so stupid haha. Bitch, that bitch/idiot is crazy HAHA. I had something to blog about but it slipped my mind. Ohwells. I can't wait till Juneeee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was great. Woodlands for breakfast @ Macs then off to collect our donation bags, then we (TXT, Sher, Shoe, Boris, Flip, James, Kenneth) went to Lot1 &amp; Westmall. Finally settled on watching &lt;em&gt;Letters Of Death&lt;/em&gt; or something like that. Scary! Like omgxzxz luh. Then when we were walking out of the cinema, that dumb Kenneth grabbed my leg &amp;amp; I screamed like a nutcase, hurr. Back to Woodlands to return the bags (we donated to ourselves HAHA didn't even bother trying to beg for money). Met Ian &amp; Venron. Took reaaally hilarious photos &amp;amp; went to eat, minus Boris &amp; Ian. Then went to outside the Civics Centre or something to talk. We had an &lt;strong&gt;intervention&lt;/strong&gt; HAHAH. James &amp;amp; I have a thing for Aussie slang, it drives our classmates nuts. &amp;amp; What's Up's pro-China now, we talk in Chinese real cheena-ly. Teeheehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all. Byebye (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I hate rumours &gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This close to spilling the truth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't wanna let it be, status quo is just not good enough.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-4054030128667443136?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/4054030128667443136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=4054030128667443136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/4054030128667443136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/4054030128667443136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/05/ill-never-get-over-you-getting-over-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-4914452738416008286</id><published>2007-05-12T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T00:26:50.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Secrets.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flag Day tomorrow, can't wait cause we're gonna have a What's Up breakfast, outing &amp; more outing :D &amp;amp; there's a probability of a KPA (finally!) trip to the Night Safari too! Haha YAY, I miss KPA. OOH I saw Honey the other day! (: Miss her.&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what to blog about anymore, byebye butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell me what it is you're hiding.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-4914452738416008286?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/4914452738416008286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=4914452738416008286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/4914452738416008286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/4914452738416008286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/05/secrets.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-6707486383077111837</id><published>2007-05-09T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T00:08:55.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fastforward to when I next see you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell. Everyone's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pissed&lt;/span&gt; with me luh. Suits them. Pffts. I'm going to bed now, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;goodnight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&amp;amp; I miss you so bad, I wonder when I'll see you again ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-6707486383077111837?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/6707486383077111837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=6707486383077111837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/6707486383077111837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/6707486383077111837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/05/fastforward-to-when-i-next-see-you-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-332252281710532759</id><published>2007-05-06T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T14:50:53.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be my escape&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was gooood (: I want MORE of those please &lt;3&gt;:( But I'm NOT. I listen in class what, so attentive y'know. Yay, power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're the only one I want/need (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JO. It still is! Miss you too, (ex-)LBP (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MABEL. HAHAHA I'm so funny right. I'll tell you when I feel like it (: Yay me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you ever think about me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you ever cry yourself to sleep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In the middle of the night when you awake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Are you calling out for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you ever reminisce?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't believe I'm acting like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know it's crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How I still can feel your kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's been 6 months, 8 days, 12 hours since you went away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss you so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp; I don't know what to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I should be over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I should know better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But it's just not the case&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's been 6 months, 8 days, 12 hours since you went away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you ever ask about me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do your friends still tell you what to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everytime the phone rings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you wish it was me calling you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you still feel the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Or has time put out the flame?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is everything okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's been 6 months, 8 days, 12 hours since you went away&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so much&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I don't know what to say&lt;br /&gt;I should be over you&lt;br /&gt;I should know better&lt;br /&gt;But it's just not the case&lt;br /&gt;It's been 6 months, 8 days, 12 hours since you went away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's hard enough just passing the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I can't seem to get you off my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And where is the good in goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tell me why, tell me why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's been 6 months, 8 days, 12 hours since you went away&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so much&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I don't know what to say&lt;br /&gt;I should be over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I should know better&lt;br /&gt;But it's just not the case&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It's been 6 months, 8 days, 12 hours since you went away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-332252281710532759?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/332252281710532759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=332252281710532759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/332252281710532759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/332252281710532759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/05/be-my-escape-yesterday-was-gooood-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-8159118900299506777</id><published>2007-05-01T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T21:46:57.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fall fast, heads down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met TXT &amp; Flip to study today at Gelare @ Far East.&lt;br /&gt;Bitched about the biatch of all times. STOP bitching about &amp;amp; being nasty to our friend &amp; STOP sucking up &amp;amp; trying to stick to the What's Up guys. They are OURS. BUZZ OFF, get your own.&lt;br /&gt;Boris &amp; James came, didn't watch a movie in the end. Played pool! (: James left &amp;amp; (to the horror of Boris &amp;amp; Flip) we went to take Neoprints @ Heeren! Teeheehee. Then went off.&lt;br /&gt;Met Yiya, walked around for a bit, after which it was off for home.&lt;br /&gt;I hated the ride home. Asshole of a bus driver couldn't fucking drive, jerk here jerk there. Motherfucking passengers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurr, I'm in a sour mood. &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Fuck the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;MABEL. Haha, too bad. Find out yourself! I'm just working your dried up brain : D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Don't call, don't come by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Ain't no use, don't ask me why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;You'll never change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;There'll be no more crying in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-8159118900299506777?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/8159118900299506777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=8159118900299506777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/8159118900299506777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/8159118900299506777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/05/fall-fast-heads-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-8908320225339994535</id><published>2007-04-21T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T10:40:23.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Missing the late night calls.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;These past two days I've been spilling drinks all over myself. Yesterday I split green tea and lemon tea on my uniform, just now I split coke all over Sinyee &amp; myself. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I almost hate school now. Lessons suck, I can't cope. I feel so stupid lah, I don't know nuts about Econs or Math or Hist or Chinese (though I enjoy Chinese lectures cause we can crap the whole hour HAHA). The only subject I really enjoy's Lit. I need release theraphy HAHA. If not for What's Up, I'll skip school everyday, I swear. Stupid Hamim or whatever his name is wants to see my mom. He's always marking me late or absent when I'm in the f-assembly line lah. F.I.Y, I haven't been late a single time ever since Term Two started, take that. Power.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss bitching :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&amp; I miss you already :((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I realise, very few people know how to read my blog properly HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-8908320225339994535?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/8908320225339994535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=8908320225339994535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/8908320225339994535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/8908320225339994535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/04/missing-late-night-calls.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-4049815354084726395</id><published>2007-04-21T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T15:08:48.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Skipped training yesterday to go to STC to watch Nic cheerlead! I shouldn't have lah, hockey was at Delta, only an MRT stop away from STC! Hurrrrrrr. &amp; there was one period of time I was just walking about the school aimlessly &amp;amp; on my own cause both asses Mabel &amp; Nic pangsei-ed. Nic had to practice her routine &amp;amp; Mabel had to run. So I walked around alone, pretending I was trying to find someone HAHA. Alright, gotta get ready to go to Nai Nai's! I love her. &amp;amp; Tangwei (: Yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-4049815354084726395?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/4049815354084726395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=4049815354084726395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/4049815354084726395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/4049815354084726395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/04/skipped-training-yesterday-to-go-to-stc.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-2874600198672651220</id><published>2007-04-02T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T21:25:10.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't wanna be your pushover,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm better off without you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really should stop skipping trainings. This is my second time in a row &amp; I'm gonna skip again on Wednesday. Oops. I wanna resign as Math Rep, there's so much to do, &amp;amp; everyone knows I'm not the most responsible person around. Heehee :/&lt;br /&gt;Yay, I've stopped bleeding there. HAHA random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm not okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Talking in the highlights.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-2874600198672651220?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/2874600198672651220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=2874600198672651220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/2874600198672651220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/2874600198672651220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/04/dont-wanna-be-your-pushover.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-9157308362688289818</id><published>2007-04-01T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T01:09:42.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll give it one last try.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was Wooney's wedding! The food was damnit good. But everytime I reached for my mushroom, dumbass Bernard would try to steal it away from me. So we'll be having some chopsticks fight. HAHA. &amp; he's up with this black talk, &amp;amp; it's catching on haha. &amp; I swear Tangwei's THE cutest baby on earth! All smiles &amp;amp; shrieks of laughter, I WANT HIMMM. oh, we all camwhored alot! YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JINGYU. Haha no okay you said the Star's Friend part was confidential whatttt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-9157308362688289818?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/9157308362688289818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=9157308362688289818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/9157308362688289818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/9157308362688289818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/04/ill-give-it-one-last-try.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-1869958313127034676</id><published>2007-03-30T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T23:16:18.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't wanna hold a hand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that's not gonna last.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leadership seminar this past two days, didn't go to school for the first day, attended the first couple of hours today &amp; ponned the rest to hang with my beloved What'sUp HAHA. Usuals with TXT, Boris, Philip &amp;amp; Kenneth, then off to meet ____. Ya Kun Toast for food (I swear today was Love the Food Day, I ate so much! -during the seminar, during break, at Causeway twice, at Lot1 :/) then off to ____'s house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QT. Haha yes. I almost didn't recognise you! &amp;amp; you didn't say hi, I thought you'd forgotten me HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You send mixed signals.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna know what's going on in your head.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-1869958313127034676?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/1869958313127034676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=1869958313127034676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/1869958313127034676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/1869958313127034676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/03/dont-wanna-hold-hand-thats-not-gonna.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-8292386444987630621</id><published>2007-03-28T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T22:35:56.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss everyone today. What's with me. I'm so emo right now. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;'What's Up'&lt;/span&gt;. Seriously, I wanna go back to 32A. It's MUCH cooler &amp; definately more fun :/ Hurrhurr. Hope you guys are having a good time at camp! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I love you all (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg I miss my &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Honey&lt;/span&gt; :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lips are sealed for her. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i miss you&lt;/span&gt; and asshole&lt;br /&gt;My lips are sealed for her. says:&lt;br /&gt;like &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; : (&lt;br /&gt;My lips are sealed for her. says:&lt;br /&gt;we're the &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;bio girls&lt;/span&gt; : D&lt;br /&gt;My lips are sealed for her. says:&lt;br /&gt;we always listen to &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;mpSAN&lt;/span&gt; tog&lt;br /&gt;we also go &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;canteen&lt;/span&gt; cause you wanta see vampire&lt;br /&gt;thn we go &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;library&lt;/span&gt; do &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;maths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and whn i cant solve and you can, you say you welly smart!&lt;br /&gt;and we played &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;softball &lt;/span&gt;tog&lt;br /&gt;you always dont wanta hit! but after all you are not tht bad! haha&lt;br /&gt;oh you always like to talk to yyyyyy haha even during &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;chem break&lt;/span&gt; you'll sometimes talk to her, like wth&lt;br /&gt;oooh thn &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;icecream&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;omg my durian icecream at &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;carpark 26&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Teenage kicks. says:&lt;br /&gt;lee jingyu you are so annoying!&lt;br /&gt;My lips are sealed for her. says:&lt;br /&gt;sigh i really miss &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;good old times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lips are sealed for her. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;if i die tmr, i want you to knw even though we're not bff, you're still a welly good&amp;impt friend of mine. someone i can confide in, yknw! im glad id you : D and i hope il still have you. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lips are sealed for her. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i love you&lt;/span&gt; welly much hehehehehehe. rem we used to take &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;trains&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;till woodlands&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sit there for long and talk&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Teenage kicks. says:&lt;br /&gt;yes, and we &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;watched the trains pass by&lt;/span&gt;. so many lah haha. i miss all that ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Lee Jingyu&lt;/span&gt;, you're important to me too. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I miss you&lt;/span&gt; ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Nicole&lt;/span&gt;, my beloved Brudda.&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked to see some foreign country calling me, when I picked up, holy cow, I heard the voice I've muched missed. We talked for a good 45minutes, even though I was out with the Hypernovas. My gosh, that ass made me cry in public lah. I just miss her that much. Can't wait for our (maybe) June trip to Australia (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I love you, Nicole!&lt;/span&gt; You'll forever be my favourite, one &amp;amp; only Brudda Baby (: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&amp;amp; I miss you too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-8292386444987630621?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/8292386444987630621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=8292386444987630621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/8292386444987630621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/8292386444987630621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/03/omg-i-miss-my-honey-my-lips-are-sealed.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-6805447044528610216</id><published>2007-03-22T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T23:18:20.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If only it were me you're talking about.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been so tired lately. Now with additional training sessions on Tuesdays &amp; Thursdays before school at 7. Killer.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I think class's better now, the girls are actually not bad. &amp;amp; the guys are nice, just.. a little :S HAHA&lt;br /&gt;Camp next Monday - Wednesday, Camp1. But 32A's in Camp2 so I'll miss them ): &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp; I'll miss you too ))):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCA fair tomorrow. Can't wait can't wait. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I'm hooked onto 'Zhuan Shu Tian Shi', the opening song of Hua Yang. It's playing on repeat. Gimme five &amp;amp; call me cheena, it just makes me happy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to bed, I'm totally shagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp; I know it  sounds strange to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I never moved on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause my heart wouldn't let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Remember the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The time we were caught in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How you held my back &amp;amp; said I'll shelter you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-6805447044528610216?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/6805447044528610216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=6805447044528610216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/6805447044528610216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/6805447044528610216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/03/if-only-it-were-me-youre-talking-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-908222035133972161</id><published>2007-03-20T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T21:54:39.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We can be better&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell down yesterday during hockey :( Starsky hooked my leg while I was running &amp; I fell flat on my face, plus now's there are 3 huge scrapes on my knees. &lt;strong&gt;Permernant damage&lt;/strong&gt;. Damn pain but the proud me acted strong &amp;amp; said it was nothing HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's training killed me. My arms, thighs &amp; butt ache. But more so my ass :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my classssssss! RARH the guys all look so.. The girls are only a fraction better. I only like Krystal &amp;amp; Eve. (Sorry, James. HAHA)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;On a (much) brighter note, hockey tomorrow! YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I miss you. It's driving me almost crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-908222035133972161?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/908222035133972161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=908222035133972161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/908222035133972161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/908222035133972161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/03/we-can-be-better-i-fell-down-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-5201222694620921117</id><published>2007-03-17T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T22:38:05.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause you are incredible,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are amazing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ONE YEAR ONE YEAR ONE YEARRRRRRRRRR!&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love everyone today cause it's 170307 HEEHEE. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;Fetched ____ (Heehee - my dirty little secret) &amp; it was off to Vivo. To Raffles City to meet Sam, Tab &amp;amp; Loo for a bit, after which ____ &amp; I headed to Marina Square. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;33333.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-5201222694620921117?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/5201222694620921117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=5201222694620921117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/5201222694620921117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/5201222694620921117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/03/cause-you-are-incredible-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-6235565260632015696</id><published>2007-03-14T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T23:22:24.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was good (mostly). Tomorrow will be better. Day after will be awesome. Saturday will be THE BEST :D Right, babe? &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JESS. Buttcheeks will always be side by side, together &amp; always (: If not, how to have one proper butt! Without you, I'm butt-less. Or maybe just an incomplete ass HAHA. I miss you! Love always (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit/]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't pretend like it was never there,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't pretend you just don't care.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blow me hot, blow me cold.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't you know that you're&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Killing me slowly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucked up frustrations caused me to write that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for whatever.&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not missing you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;(Yeah, right)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-6235565260632015696?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/6235565260632015696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=6235565260632015696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/6235565260632015696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/6235565260632015696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/03/today-was-good-mostly.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-7176446199325665606</id><published>2007-03-13T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T22:40:11.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's chaos time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T LIKE THIS! No, not at all. I want 32A &gt;:( Why can't we all be in the same class still? Goodbye Sher. Goodbye TXT. Goodbye Shu. Goodbye Boris. Goodbye Filip. Goodbye everyone else. Hello James (Oh God, so help me. HAHA). 33A, here we come :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, hockey camp, yesterday 0730 till today 0900. Fun torture HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Camp started of with a 'Beep test', which is basically running from one end to the other like an asshole before the 'beep' (from a recording) sounds. 20stages, each stage about 10laps, with intervals between beeps getting shorter &amp; shorter. (This is at 0730, mind you) Killer man. But I got 7.2 :D&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast, nutrition talk (seniors don't know how to teach HAHA), lunch, nutrition talk. Then training! :D In school, then to Hockey Village for pitch training at 1800. Dinner saw us squatting at the carpark eating takeaways &amp;amp; freaking ourselves out. Back to school by 2200.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear the J2 guys love seeing us scream. They kept freaking us, &amp; once it got so bad, Emil fell on top of me while we were shrieking. She rolled off me &amp;amp; we continued screaming on the floor while they hovered over us &amp; laughed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights out at 1230, Emil, Mel, Roush &amp;amp; I snuck out with Hilmi, Hakim, Adib, Iman &amp; I-don't-know-their-names-though-they-are-my-friends. Back to bed at 0300, up at 0545. Assembled at 0630 to -Do. You. Believe. It.- &lt;strong&gt;run 5km around Woodlands&lt;/strong&gt;. WTF lah. Breakfast, cleaned up, break camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for forever for Yiya to wake up then we were off to Ikea for my meatballs (: Yum. walked around for a bit, back to her house at 2plus. Slept till 6 HAHA. Back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long post, &amp;amp; I hate my family all over again. Love the individuals, hate the family as a whole. &lt;em&gt;Fuck&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-7176446199325665606?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/7176446199325665606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=7176446199325665606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/7176446199325665606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/7176446199325665606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-chaos-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-4799622128330255530</id><published>2007-03-10T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T15:07:02.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love her, like her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love yesterday (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was silly, the &lt;strong&gt;only&lt;/strong&gt; lecture I had was PW. Went to Causeway, AGAIN. Did usuals with the Fantastic Four (HAHA) &amp; Shu (HAHA again, sorry 'Shu'. Cute what.)&lt;br /&gt;Then Mom &amp;amp; Dad took me out. It was the first EVER time I went to town with my parents, just the three of us (: Ate sushi then watched Music&amp;Lyrics, a really good movie! Saw Sam &amp;amp; Russell (Uh oh, Sammm HAHA) &amp; Chu Li &amp;amp; gang along the way. Got home at 0030, then watched my beloved Hua Yang show with Mommy (She thinks Wu Zun is super hot too! HEEHEE one more to the fan club.) Bed at 0230.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why why WHY are all hot guys gay! WHY. First Channing (Okay, he's bi lah, but stillll.) &amp; now Wenthworth. Damn. But I swear Wu Zun's THE &lt;strong&gt;hottest&lt;/strong&gt; guy in the world, he beats Jay &amp;amp; Wentworth &amp; Channing &lt;strong&gt;hands down&lt;/strong&gt;. AAAHHHHHHH. Whoohoo. &amp;amp; to James &amp; Boris &amp;amp; other idiots, he is NOT gay. Not not not. Right, Sheryl? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we have watched every possible movie there is. Bye bye, money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I miss my sister &amp; brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :( They're both at camps. Nic is at this uber cool EFL camp, Kish is at some cute school camp. They are both coming back today! YAY, I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;I so love my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp; I miss Yiya :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Heehee. Get well soon, Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-4799622128330255530?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/4799622128330255530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=4799622128330255530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/4799622128330255530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/4799622128330255530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/03/love-her-like-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-2079924094927041553</id><published>2007-03-06T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T23:16:24.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;False hopes &amp; secret whispers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I'm staying in IJ YAY.&lt;br /&gt;(Sidenote: Mom was glancing through my photos in the other computer &amp; she suddenly told me, 'Omg, you guys (KPA &amp;amp; I) look so mature, like you're 20 or something.' Uh, so not? HAHA.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like the way people type anymore. It's so, 'wat/wad u wan do nw? den we lk/lyk dis/tis lors?' kinda thing. The only people I know of in IJ who type normally are Esho &amp; Atikah. Somebody tell me why don't people type properly? It's so pretty &amp;amp; nice to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I miss Atikah already :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rarh I want everyone I already know to stay in IJ, the 2nd intake I don't really care for. I want Atikah, I want Emil, I want Illyah :( I hate goodbyes &amp; I hate changes. &amp;amp; I hate having to make new friends.&lt;br /&gt;(Psst, What's Up Gang: remember our pact not to make friends with the 2nd intake HAHA.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JINGYU. I miss you too, honey :( When's our yue hui? Hope your legs' better (: Don't be cheating on me with 'star's friend'!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-2079924094927041553?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/2079924094927041553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=2079924094927041553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/2079924094927041553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/2079924094927041553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/03/false-hopes-secret-whispers.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-8399172312782650006</id><published>2007-03-03T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T13:31:52.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to blog but I have nothing to say. I am so bored &amp; free, no one wants to date me out today. Haha. I need a life (outside of the 0732A clique, they drive me crazy). I want KPA! Boohoo. We're all in different schools now :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I shall blog about yesterday then. It wasn't a very good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School ended at 1240, training was cancelled :( Camwhored ALOT with Esther (PLMGS, not KPA Esho), Emil, Mel &amp;amp; Ilya at the fitness corner. Then out with Sheryl, James, Boris, Philip, Chris, Rebecca, Shu, Atikah, Yiying. Wasn't very exciting (oops). &lt;strong&gt;A &lt;em&gt;certain&lt;/em&gt; duo&lt;/strong&gt; kept calling Sheryl, Yiying &amp; I names &gt;:( Annoying, annoying, annoying. HAHA. Tensions were rising all over the place -looks at Atikah &amp;amp; Sheryl. HAHA! Went to YIYA-YA-YA's (Haha) place after that. I was so nice &amp; I bought her food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I don't know why, but yesterday wood loved me so much. I had splinters all over my hand. Managed to get all but one out. Fucking painful, I swear. Mom tried to get it out as well but it refused to budge. &amp; I complained to everyone I knew about it. HAHA what an annoying brat I am, whining about a splinter. But I think it's out now. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit/]&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm much less vulgar now :D , no thanks to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everyone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; in KPA. HAHA -looks at Sam, 'Fuct chew, BFF.' Knnb, ccb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-8399172312782650006?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/8399172312782650006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=8399172312782650006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/8399172312782650006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/8399172312782650006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-want-to-blog-but-i-have-nothing-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-5030163197219298684</id><published>2007-02-27T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T23:12:01.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Done believing you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hockey tomorrow &amp; I can't wait. PE today was killer with a capital K. Runs followed by f-intense physical, I died one sixth of the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posting results soon! I kinda regret choosing IJ as first choice, like everyone's telling me 'you can do much better &amp; you know it' &amp;amp; I kinda agree. But what to do, I can't look back now. I'm happy where I am anyway (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAB. Really? HAHAH oops but I swear a lot of people didn't know! I only found out when Innova had this talk on blogging &amp; all the acronyms came out. Bet Sam &amp;amp; the rest didn't know :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just realized, how much 'Just So You Know' suited the situation then.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-5030163197219298684?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/5030163197219298684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=5030163197219298684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/5030163197219298684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/5030163197219298684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/02/done-believing-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-2726752901782947316</id><published>2007-02-26T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T23:07:15.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;JAMES/LAMES &amp; BORIS/MORRIE ARE ASSHOLES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and you said I wouldn't dare?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit/]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotes Sam (on her blog, about our little CNY party at DebT's house) 'they were busy cooking tang yuans while vict tab debc and i were camwhoring on the kitchen floor.' HAHA I think this is incredibly funny, we are such idiots, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't go to school today, for fear of getting scolded by Mahmood (call me a coward, I don't care) &amp;amp; I don't wanna go tomorrow either. HURRHURR. Someone bring me a time travel machine, I wanna go back in time. I miss SNG :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-2726752901782947316?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/2726752901782947316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=2726752901782947316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/2726752901782947316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/2726752901782947316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/02/jameslames-borismorrie-are-assholes.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-3408049468358152232</id><published>2007-02-25T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T23:20:08.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just watched Initial D (yes, I know I'm slow) &amp; holy momma, Jay Chou &amp;amp; Edison Chen in one movie = one very happy Victoria :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna do homework :/ Homework turns me off. Homework = frustration = unhappy Victoria &gt;:( Okay, I don't know what's with me &amp;amp; equations all of a sudden, maybe it's cause I did too much Math (you heard right, I did my homework! I'm so proud of myself okay, it's the first piece of homework I've done since school started).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-3408049468358152232?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/3408049468358152232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=3408049468358152232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/3408049468358152232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/3408049468358152232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-just-watched-initial-d-yes-i-know-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-5101334623445141662</id><published>2007-02-23T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T22:44:59.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sexpot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell down during hockey just now. &amp; scraped my hand &amp;amp; shoulder :( Ouch. &amp; it was pouring cats &amp;amp; dogs, but the coach still made us train. We all looked as though -no exaggeration here- we had a mass bath, really. Oh, the hockers kept calling me a bimbo &gt;:( haha &amp; I don't understand why. I mean, I'm smart what, I don't say/do stupid things. HEEHEE. Nevertheless, training was super fun! I feel healthy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know an acronym! ROFL. I bet no one knows what it means. It means 'roll on the floor laughing'. HAHAHA I nearly died of laughter upon hearing it. I am ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MABEL. It's nothing lah, anything with you in it can't be all that fantastic :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHERYL. I agree 100percent (: They should learn a thing or two from us, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAM. Haha correct. Power lah you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-5101334623445141662?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/5101334623445141662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=5101334623445141662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/5101334623445141662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/5101334623445141662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/02/sexpot.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-5948605591032667788</id><published>2007-02-19T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T15:54:45.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want more money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAB. Brabra's house party thing, isn't that tmr? 3rd day? Oops. HAHA. I wanna swim in her pool! : D Yes, isn't my Chinese blog so cool, Innova's Chinese department made everyone do it. Esther has one, too. Haha, awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAM. HAHAHAH idiot, 'I'll text you', sexayee. GET DOWN ON YOUR KNEES. What, 'Touch me.' Shit, it's killing me. Haha. Guess what song comes to mind whenever I think of you. I'll give you a hint: It's to do with your love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAMES. 'No passion!' Are you not 'action'? I think you are. HAHA &amp; you influenced all the other guys to be just like you. &amp;amp; I think I'm funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-5948605591032667788?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/5948605591032667788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=5948605591032667788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/5948605591032667788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/5948605591032667788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-want-more-money.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-117169014712710357</id><published>2007-02-17T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T13:29:07.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;More than just friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Yiya's gone &amp; I miss her :( HURRHURR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Anyway, many hong baos coming my way, I can't wait. Ka-ching! I la-la-love money. But I'll probably use it to get my much awaited new phone (hopefully I get enough for my lovely Samsung slideup phone). I haven't blogged in ages &amp;amp; it feels weird, like I'm talking to myself. I saw my Vampire the other day :DD (looks at Sam- I've got glitter on my face! HAHA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;ANYWAY! Many potential dates after CNY- my 'first date' with Honey :), shopping with my entertainer, Bestfriend outing (Must! okay? I miss you, you're too busy with schnappy), Bestie/RTB outing (maybe), out with Qianxiang (maybe), &amp; many many dates with my sweetheart :). YAYY! But what I want most of all is a (complete) KPA outing. So Nicole, hurry fly back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Oh yes, my IJ clique has finally got a clique name: WASSUP. HAHA (thank Boris) The guys in 'Wassup' are fantastically 'action', I prefer the lovely girls-TXT &amp; Sheryl (: HEEHEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Can you feel me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-117169014712710357?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/117169014712710357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=117169014712710357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/117169014712710357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/117169014712710357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/02/more-than-just-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-116945546493675019</id><published>2007-01-22T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T16:44:24.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello everybody! Go visit my new Chinese blog &lt;a href="http://www.huayuhenku.blogspot.com"&gt;www.huayuhenku.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;! It is so uber cool, I swear. We all had to do it in Chinese lesson haha : D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-116945546493675019?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/116945546493675019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=116945546493675019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/116945546493675019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/116945546493675019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/01/hello-everybody-go-visit-my-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-116935144025323106</id><published>2007-01-21T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T11:50:40.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I MISS NICOLE, MY BRUDDA BABY&lt;/span&gt; :(((((&lt;br /&gt;Sam, you idiot. More like YOU don't have to be jealous of ME lah, please. Haha. Meese uuu! (&amp; I suddenly remembered our 'fuct chew, BFF' HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I wanna, I wanna visit StNicks :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hello Baby, I miss you as well. HEEHEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-116935144025323106?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/116935144025323106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=116935144025323106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/116935144025323106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/116935144025323106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-miss-nicole-my-brudda-baby-sam-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-116904376260703262</id><published>2007-01-17T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T22:26:24.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;And I wonder,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Is it me you agonise over?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cause I want it to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, today sure sucked. So much for the 17th, the ninth.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have a History test tomorrow, of which I happen to know nothing about (since I didn't take OLevel History &amp; the test is based on a topic learnt then, the Cold War. Like, HUH?). On top of that, I have to write a poem with my name for Literature, do a GP article, a million Maths question (I take AGES to do just ONE question, I tried. HAHA), pages of Econs homework, &amp;amp; a Chinese (&lt;em&gt;CHINESE&lt;/em&gt;! HUA WEN! Yucks.) passage. &amp;amp; I'm falling asleep. Well then, good luck to me, I should say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit/]&lt;br /&gt;I'm backkk! After 10mins of searching the Web for maps of the Cold War, which I have to memorise. Can't be bothered, I'm gonna fail anyway-I know absoultely zilch about the topic. Hell, I know nuts about the SUBJECT. Who cares what dead people did. I mean, I'm not gonna be the vice-president of Singapore anytime soon, know for what?&lt;br /&gt;I can't concentrate anyway, I'm tired, plus my mind keeps drifting. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please come back.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;You're like a thousand-piece puzzle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I miss the messages that once made my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-116904376260703262?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/116904376260703262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=116904376260703262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/116904376260703262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/116904376260703262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/01/and-i-wonderis-it-me-you-agonise.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-116856292868257362</id><published>2007-01-12T08:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T08:54:55.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;And tomorrow back to being friends&lt;br /&gt;Just for tonight, one night&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow say goodbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's free period now! All the way till break, which is at 1040. Then I'll have 2hours of lessons, &amp; I'm free to go! : D I feel like sleeping.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, my Brudda Baby left for Melborne. For good. &amp;amp; she's not coming back for another couple of years just to VISIT. Fuck, I miss herrr :( We (Sam, Tab, Weiloo, Esther, Clara, Claire, DebT, DebC, Yiya) sent her off yesterday, 11pm. Nicole started crying, &amp; that started us off. Tab, Weiloo &amp;amp; I kept on crying, so embarrassing. Brudda, I miss you sial. No one to act maht with anymore :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D ; I know who you areeeee. Haha. It's H&amp;S, without the 'N' please! I know you miss me :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Honey; Sorry I made you worried then you couldn't blog. Haha (I read your blog) :/ Oh, &amp;amp; you don't have to worry about the Moon, it's fine lah :) &lt;3!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-116856292868257362?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/116856292868257362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=116856292868257362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/116856292868257362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/116856292868257362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/01/and-tomorrow-back-to-being-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-116826549764891832</id><published>2007-01-08T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T22:15:32.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Why don't you kiss her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Why don't you tell her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Why don't you let her see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The feelings that you hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cause she'll never know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;If you never show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The way you feel inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've been listening to songs with lyrics like this a lot lately. It's so sweet &amp; sad. Help me. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm still mad at my mom.&lt;strong&gt; Fuck&lt;/strong&gt;, life at home sucks. I want &lt;em&gt;outtttttt&lt;/em&gt;, so bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On a lighter note, Innova's really getting to me. I think I'll stay if my results aren't what I expect. I really wouldn't mind haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you were mine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’d be your everything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you’d be the only thing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That I would ever need&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you were mine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would tell everyone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That you are the only one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That I could ever want&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-116826549764891832?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/116826549764891832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=116826549764891832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/116826549764891832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/116826549764891832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/01/why-dont-you-kiss-herwhy-dont-you-tell.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-116807056097385715</id><published>2007-01-06T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T16:05:09.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3 strikes, &amp; you're OUT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;But I can't seem to say&lt;/span&gt; Goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Innova JC has been, surprisingly, fun! Maybe it's just the orientation lah. Yesterday was the last day of the orientation, it lasted till 10pm. &amp;amp; we has ,this Jam&amp;Hop session, it was 1-2hrs &amp;amp; it was just like clubbing! The DJ played good music to dance to, &amp; everyone was simply crazy, especially the OGLs (Orientation Group Leaders, J2s) HAHA, funny dance moves. Oh, some guys breakdanced &amp;amp; it was cool. We played WarGames on the 2nd day, the different houses fought against each other. Burst water bombs littered the school field! &amp; in Innova, the whole class is in the same house! That means my whole class is in Red House. &amp;amp; the OGLs &amp; Student Councillors are really sick! The cheers and songs they sing are, HAHA perverted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Their mass dance is to the song SexyBack, HAHA. &amp;amp; the school song is really nice! but it's very, un-assembly-ish, it sounds like those songs you sing at NDP, like 'Home' &amp; 'Pass It On'. SO, they don't sing it at assembly! Short, short assemblys they have. But their latecoming system sucks, it's too strict. Late for 10min &amp;amp; you have to run 'round the track, any later you'll have to reach school at 0715 the next day and run or do CWO. So dumb. &amp; they have a scanner so there's no way to escape. &amp;amp; most of the girls in my class are kinda nerdy, I felt so out of place the first day. But they are nice people lah. OH, the school food sucks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CCA fair, I wanted to sign up for Tennis &amp; Basketball but ended up signing for Tennis, Hockey &amp;amp; Badminton. HAHA cause while walking to the Tennis station, some Hockey guys stopped me &amp; Rebecca (new friend from, hoho, SCGS. Our schools are supposed to hate each other, but she's really nice) &amp;amp; made me try to score against the goalie 3times. I scored 2, so they made me sign up. Adeline's the Captain, I didn't know! She was like, 'Vic! Relive your passion for Hockey! sign up!' haha. &amp; at the Badminton station, this Titans (Red House, which I belong to) OGL spotted us &amp;amp; asked us if we wanted to join. "Its really fun, just tryout lah. I'm in it so it's fun.' HAHA 'Huh we've never thought of it, we'll see how.' Then she made this guy come look for 'the StNicks girl' (I have no idea how she knew I was in SNGS, she isn't in charge of my class) So, I signed up! I made EstherHohoho sign up with me cause Rebecca didn't wanna join any CCA HEEHEE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, my subject combi's H2 Math, Lit, &amp; hohum, HISTORY! H1 Econs. Stupid, stupid Innova didn't have enough people to fill the combi I wanted (H2 Math, Lit &amp;amp; Econs, H1 Geog - I couldn't take Bio cause it needs OLevel Chem :() so I'm taking History. Esther's in a different class, together with Delene :(. Starting lessons on Monday. How quick is that, we're supposed to have fun lah! Dumb Dumb. My Civics Tutor's really nice though, but we all think he's gay. He sure acts like one. He says I look familiar. I swear all teachers remember my name so quickly, &amp; that means they'll always call on me to answer questions. Hurrhurr.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Orientation was really fun, I'd a good time in Titans Clan (: &amp;amp; this is a really long post about the school I thought I'd hate, before I experienced it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Don't Disappear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-116807056097385715?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/116807056097385715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=116807056097385715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/116807056097385715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/116807056097385715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2007/01/3-strikes-this-is-really-long-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-116736932231554968</id><published>2006-12-29T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T13:17:35.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh yes, took of my password cause I couldn't get in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joeyyyyyy: Hey! Yes, it HAS been a long time. What, a year now? I miss you guys. Sorry I keep turning you all down when you ask me out. Haha but you should know why. Dui bu qi (yes, I still find Chinese fascinating. HAHA hua yu ku what). When did you see me! Why did you not come &amp;amp; say hi :( Haha miss ya'll &lt;3&gt; &lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;No more middle-of-the-night sneaking in, no more 'go down for just awhile', no more 'I can see you down there from up here!', no more watching you play basket ball, no more thinking of silly reasons to go to each other's houses, no more impromtus. No more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-116736932231554968?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/116736932231554968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=116736932231554968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/116736932231554968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/116736932231554968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-yes-took-of-my-password-cause-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-116680417583271074</id><published>2006-12-23T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T15:10:58.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;You never show, what you feel inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, I'm talking to JenFer now, &amp; I realized I miss her very very much. Jess &amp;amp; Reen too ): We were supposed to meet up during the holidays, but as she said, 'we are so MIA'. HAHA. I miss our fun clique days in Secondary2Justice. Ohwells.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I realized, everybody's leaving. Nicole has like, 2-3weeks more in Singapore. Mel &amp; Shan are going back to their new countries now that our holidays are almost over. My Aunt is flying back to London. A few others I know are planning on migrating next year. Yiya's moving (Okay lah, that's not out of Singapore but STILL). What's wrong with Singapore?! I like Singapore. Fine, go. Leave. SHOO :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have this sinking feeling that the KPAs won't stay together for very long after we go to JC. We're all posted to different JCs - Sam to SA, Loo to CJ, Clara to RJ, Jingyu &amp;amp; Teresa to VJ, Esther &amp; I to IJ, Tab &amp; Nicole to nothing, Chloe &amp;amp; Cheryl to I-forgot-where. &amp; I bet the OLevel postings won't make a difference. I mean, we're all still gonna split up. It's sad, I just know we're gonna drift. I'll miss all of them. Kiam Pa Association, Dim Sum Dollies, 3 Mahts &amp;amp; A Minah / Dejected Souls (Oh yes, are we EVER gonna make our 'daybeu'! Haha), The Kumars at Number 81(Is that the number? 81?), &amp; whatever else we call ourselves. (We were called PCDs :/ Remember Sam? HurrHURR.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, this post is long &amp;amp; sad, emo kid I am. HAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We're the best of friends&lt;br /&gt;And we share our secrets&lt;br /&gt;She knows everything&lt;br /&gt;That is on my mind&lt;br /&gt;Lately, something's changed&lt;br /&gt;As I lie awake in my bed&lt;br /&gt;A voice here inside my head&lt;br /&gt;Softly says &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why don't you kiss her&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you tell her&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you let her see&lt;br /&gt;The feelings that you hide&lt;br /&gt;Cause she'll never know&lt;br /&gt;If you never show&lt;br /&gt;The way you feel inside &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, I'm so afraid&lt;br /&gt;To make that first move&lt;br /&gt;Just a touch and we&lt;br /&gt;Could cross the line&lt;br /&gt;And everytime she's near&lt;br /&gt;I wanna never let her go&lt;br /&gt;Confess to her what my heart knows&lt;br /&gt;Hold her close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you kiss her&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you tell her&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you let her see&lt;br /&gt;The feelings that you hide&lt;br /&gt;Cause she'll never know&lt;br /&gt;If you never show&lt;br /&gt;The way you feel inside &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What would she say&lt;br /&gt;I wonder, would she just turn away&lt;br /&gt;Or would she promise me&lt;br /&gt;That she's here to stay&lt;br /&gt;It hurts me to wait&lt;br /&gt;I keep asking myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you kiss her (tell her you love her)&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you tell her (tell her you need her)&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you let her see&lt;br /&gt;The feelings that you hide&lt;br /&gt;Cause she'll never know&lt;br /&gt;If you never show&lt;br /&gt;The way you feel inside &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why don't you kiss her&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-116680417583271074?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/116680417583271074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=116680417583271074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/116680417583271074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/116680417583271074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2006/12/you-never-show-what-you-feel-inside.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-116680374950054575</id><published>2006-12-22T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T00:09:09.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;You're nothing but exceptional&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&amp; I want you, Babe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;You don't see it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello! I'm gonna blog. My thumb hurts casue the nail is broken. I suddenly don't know what to blog about. Haha I'm just so funny. I know, right. Haha. Oh yes: Honey! I read you're blogggggg &amp; I saw my name! I likeeeeeee. It really suits you leh, but I think alot of people won't think so. But you must believe me, cause I'm Honey what :D Love &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How can I just let you walk away,&lt;br /&gt;Just let you leave without a trace&lt;br /&gt;When I stand here taking every breath with you&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one who really knew me at all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How can you just walk away from me,&lt;br /&gt;when all I can do is watch you leave&lt;br /&gt;Cause we've shared the laughter and the pain,&lt;br /&gt;and even shared the tears&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one who really knew me at all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So take a look at me now,&lt;br /&gt;Cause there's just an empty space&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing left here to remind me,&lt;br /&gt;just the memory of your face&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at me now,&lt;br /&gt;Cause there's just an empty space&lt;br /&gt;And you coming back to me is against the odds&lt;br /&gt;and that's what I've got to face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish I could just make you turn around,&lt;br /&gt;turn around and see me cry&lt;br /&gt;There's so much I need to say to you,&lt;br /&gt;so many reasons why&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one who really knew me at all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So take a look at me now,&lt;br /&gt;Cause there's just an empty space&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing left here to remind me,&lt;br /&gt;Just the memory of your face&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at me now,&lt;br /&gt;Cause there's just an empty space&lt;br /&gt;But to wait for you, is all I can do&lt;br /&gt;and that's what I've got to face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take a good look at me now,&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'll still be standing here&lt;br /&gt;And you coming back to me is against all odds&lt;br /&gt;Its the chance I've got to take&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just take a look at me now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back to being in love with old songs now, just like how I was before. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-116680374950054575?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/116680374950054575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=116680374950054575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/116680374950054575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/116680374950054575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2006/12/youre-nothing-but-exceptional-i-want.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-116447127640997972</id><published>2006-11-26T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T00:14:36.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This morning, haha. I like this morning.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I saw this ad for Creative, stating that today, &amp; today only, there will be this special offer for the Zen V Plus mp3 player. It was going for 169bucks instead of the usual 346(or something). But this was only for the first 10 customers. So I told my mom, &amp;amp; she said there was not a chance in hell I'll get it. It was either they faked it or there will be a long queue. &amp; I told Baby. She said she'll go with me if I liked, though the chance was slim.&lt;br /&gt;So this morning I woke up at 8 plus when she called. I was like, huh how come must wake up so early. But THEN, haha Baby told me she was already at the place! :D She'd wanted to give me a surprise. She said there was already a long queue at 0800 (it only opened at 1100), &amp; said sorry. But she would just queue cause she didn't wanna go for nothing. She sounded so sad that she couldn't get it for me, but I was stupidly happy though I didn't the mp3. Haha. Hey, it's the thought that counts.&lt;br /&gt;Heh, so sweet :) &amp;amp; I LOVE YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-116447127640997972?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/116447127640997972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=116447127640997972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/116447127640997972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/116447127640997972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-morning-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-116420933002197988</id><published>2006-11-22T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T00:15:25.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;do you even know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prelude was, shall we say, interesting. HAHA -looks at Tab &amp; Sam.&lt;br /&gt;Dance floor was far from packed (&amp;amp; I mean seriously FAR), DJ sucked. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Left early, cabbed to Thomson to eat prata. When we arrived, realized we fell short of the cab fare's $13.50. Paid $10.20 instead (that was all we had) HAHA. To the really nice cab driver. He was like, 'You all have enough money to eat or not? Then go home how?' &amp; all that. But we said it was okay and turn his nice offer down. Got out of the cab, &amp;amp; sat at the bus stop. For ages, mind you. Haha we were thinking about how to get out of our sorry plight. Decided to call the very tired Weiloo, &amp; that idiot was like, 'its 3am!'. After telling her about our situation, all she said was 'orh. Okay bye.' HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Called many after that, but no one answered. Finally Esther our saviour rescued us. Haha. Cabbed to her house, where she came out with 80bucks. Gave us 30 to cab back to Sam's where changed into shorts and shirts &amp;amp; headed to Macs for breakfast at 0400. The counter girl was really friendly &amp; pretty. We thought she was angmoh, but she turned out to be Malay. Anyway, back at 0500, watched &lt;em&gt;Coach Carter&lt;/em&gt; (Channing! haha) to keep us awake, but we were gone by 0600. HAHA. The 3 of us slept on Sam's single-sized bed, with Tab at the foot.&lt;br /&gt;School started at 0800, we woke up at 0945 (My mom called saying that Zhuang called her asking why we weren't in school. Informed me that it was almost 10am, &amp;amp; I 'HUH'-ed so loudly I woke them up haha). We still took our time getting ready though haha. Went to school at abt 11plus, just to leave at 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, this is a long post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit, this song makes me tear. It's so darn sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you ever think about me&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever cry yourself to sleep&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the night when you awake&lt;br /&gt;Are you calling out for me&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever reminisce&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I'm acting like this&lt;br /&gt;I know it's crazy&lt;br /&gt;How I still can feel your kiss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's been six months, eight days, twelve hours since you went away&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so much&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know what to say&lt;br /&gt;I should be over you&lt;br /&gt;I should know better&lt;br /&gt;But it's just not the case&lt;br /&gt;It's been six months, eight days, twelve hours since you went away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you ever ask about me&lt;br /&gt;Do your friends still tell you what to do&lt;br /&gt;Everytime the phone rings&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish it was me callin' you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you still feel the same&lt;br /&gt;Or has time put out the flame&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;Is everything ok&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's been six months, eight days, twelve hours since you went away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss you so much&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I don't know what to say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I should be over you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I should know better&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it's just not the case&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's been six months, eight days, twelve hours since you went away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's hard enough just passing the time&lt;br /&gt;When I can't seem to get you off my mind&lt;br /&gt;And where is the good in goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why, tell me why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's been six months, eight days, twelve hours since you went away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss you so much&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I don't know what to say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I should be over you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I should know better&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it's just not the case&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's been six months, eight days, twelve hours since you went away&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-116420933002197988?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/116420933002197988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=116420933002197988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/116420933002197988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/116420933002197988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-miss-youdo-you-even-know-prelude-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-116374653348190520</id><published>2006-11-17T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T14:57:36.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Assjole (no typo here) thinks she's so funny. Can't stand it lah. Haha. Oh, &amp; she thinks I'm a babe : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey;&lt;br /&gt;Aww, I saw your blog. You are the sweetest thing ever. (HAHA)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-116374653348190520?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/116374653348190520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=116374653348190520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/116374653348190520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/116374653348190520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2006/11/assjole-no-typo-here-thinks-shes-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-116351049094166549</id><published>2006-11-14T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T21:21:30.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAH HONEY! Don't cry lah. Even though i don't say it, i think about you 24/7 : D HAHAHA. Don't be jealous I blog about my Lover. Heehee. Eh I don't see MY name on your blog okay! You promised :( And you always blog about this girl, N___L___. You think I don't know ah? You're heart is with her. Don't call me Honey unless you mean it okay :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(See, this whole post is for YOU)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-116351049094166549?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/116351049094166549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=116351049094166549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/116351049094166549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/116351049094166549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2006/11/hahah-honey-dont-cry-lah.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-116342955904561145</id><published>2006-11-13T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T22:52:39.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Love wondered inside&lt;br /&gt;Stronger than you&lt;br /&gt;Stronger than I&lt;br /&gt;And now that it has begun&lt;br /&gt;We cannot turn back&lt;br /&gt;We can only turn into one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I won't ever be too&lt;br /&gt;Far away to feel you&lt;br /&gt;And I won't hesitate at all&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you call&lt;br /&gt;And I'll always remember&lt;br /&gt;The part of you so tender&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the one to catch your fall&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you call&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'm truly inspired&lt;br /&gt;Finding my soul there in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And you have opened my heart&lt;br /&gt;And lifted me inside&lt;br /&gt;By showing me yourself, undisguised&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't ever be too&lt;br /&gt;Far away to feel you&lt;br /&gt;And I won't hesitate at all&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you call&lt;br /&gt;And I'll always remember&lt;br /&gt;The part of you so tender&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the one to catch your fall&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you call&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I will breathe for you each day&lt;br /&gt;Comfort you through all the pain&lt;br /&gt;Gently kiss your fears away&lt;br /&gt;You can turn to me and cry&lt;br /&gt;Always understand that I&lt;br /&gt;Give you all I have inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't ever be too&lt;br /&gt;Far away to feel you&lt;br /&gt;And I won't hesitate at all&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you call&lt;br /&gt;I won't ever&lt;br /&gt;Be too far to feel you&lt;br /&gt;And I won't hesitate at all&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you call&lt;br /&gt;And I'll always remember&lt;br /&gt;The part of you so tender&lt;br /&gt;And be the one to catch your fall&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you call&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-116342955904561145?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/116342955904561145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=116342955904561145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/116342955904561145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/116342955904561145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2006/11/love-wondered-inside-stronger-than-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-116342885444944329</id><published>2006-11-13T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T22:40:54.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Two Truths &amp; A Lie.&lt;br /&gt;Part One:&lt;br /&gt;1) I hate exams&lt;br /&gt;2) I loathe holidays&lt;br /&gt;3) I miss jess :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part Two:&lt;br /&gt;1) I have you&lt;br /&gt;2) I want you&lt;br /&gt;3) I miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit I'm so irritating. Haha&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm supposed to be studying! AMaths tomorrow &amp;amp; look at what I'm staring at now. Not books, not formulas. The computer screen :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-116342885444944329?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/116342885444944329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=116342885444944329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/116342885444944329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/116342885444944329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2006/11/two-truths-look-at-what-im-staring-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-116274584360972543</id><published>2006-11-06T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T00:57:23.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello vic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck for you e maths and ss(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-116274584360972543?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/116274584360972543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=116274584360972543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/116274584360972543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/116274584360972543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-vic-good-luck-for-you-e-maths.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-116265958221294866</id><published>2006-11-05T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T01:12:34.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss mabel:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liane:&lt;br /&gt;haha i got that tagboard all thanks to mabel!shes such a sweetheart(: and i miss you babe!&lt;333333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-116265958221294866?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/116265958221294866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=116265958221294866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/116265958221294866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/116265958221294866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-miss-mabel-liane-haha-i-got-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-116248114159474244</id><published>2006-11-02T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T23:25:41.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;great &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;cause&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mabel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;cheered&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;up&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i love her(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-116248114159474244?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/116248114159474244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=116248114159474244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/116248114159474244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/116248114159474244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2006/11/today-was-great-cause-mabel-cheered-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-116230475821761776</id><published>2006-10-31T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T22:28:09.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i have something to confess a few things about myself&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i am &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;horny&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i make out half the time.&lt;br /&gt;i am very thick skin&lt;br /&gt;i love making out&lt;br /&gt;i dream of it&lt;br /&gt;and last but not least,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i think&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;l &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;rocks(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;p&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;y &lt;/span&gt;h&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;n &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;d&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/7378594-116230475821761776?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/116230475821761776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=116230475821761776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/116230475821761776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/116230475821761776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-have-something-to-confess-few-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-116082728939703274</id><published>2006-10-14T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T20:01:29.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LOST MY PHONE.&lt;br /&gt;UGH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-116082728939703274?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/116082728939703274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=116082728939703274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/116082728939703274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/116082728939703274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-lost-my-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-115520776790761508</id><published>2006-08-10T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T19:10:17.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wanna share smth funny! haha&lt;br /&gt;i was talking to Luke online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soul Patrol says:&lt;br /&gt;my staff sgt today said smth which i think is very funny&lt;br /&gt;Soul Patrol says:&lt;br /&gt;the turtle laugh at the tortoise cos he got no tail.&lt;br /&gt;But Sugar, I've got 'em says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha wtf!&lt;br /&gt;But Sugar, I've got 'em says:&lt;br /&gt;its super not funny.&lt;br /&gt;Soul Patrol says:&lt;br /&gt;that is why it's funny...&lt;br /&gt;Soul Patrol says:&lt;br /&gt;and you are a retard hahaha! laugh out loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i thought it was funny right. and i decided to share it with Na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Sugar, I've got 'em says:&lt;br /&gt;eh my friend told me smth really funny. so i decided to share it with you.&lt;br /&gt;But Sugar, I've got 'em says:&lt;br /&gt;the turtle laugh at the tortoise cos he got no tail.&lt;br /&gt;NA # I just want your good luck charm says:&lt;br /&gt;walau.&lt;br /&gt;NA # I just want your good luck charm says:&lt;br /&gt;WALAU&lt;br /&gt;NA # I just want your good luck charm says:&lt;br /&gt;VICTORIA ANNE&lt;br /&gt;NA # I just want your good luck charm says:&lt;br /&gt;im so going to blog about this man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha what the hell man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i think the joke's funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit/]&lt;br /&gt;got this off Na's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vict: hahah wtf i sound like a ah beng&lt;br /&gt;Jana: ya&lt;br /&gt;Jana: maybe you influenced by yiya&lt;br /&gt;Vict: hahahah wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few seconds later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vict: kns tmd bhb knn cb kbkb knnb ccb&lt;br /&gt;(which translates as "ka ni na, ta ma de, buay hiao buay, ka ni na, cao beh, kao peh kao bu, ka ni na bu, chao chee bai")&lt;br /&gt;Jana: vat the fuck.&lt;br /&gt;Jana: HAHAHAHAHA WALAU!&lt;br /&gt;Vict: look at tht&lt;br /&gt;Vict: so pro manzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha and later on,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Sugar, I've got 'em says:&lt;br /&gt;wah im damn pro siazxx&lt;br /&gt;NA # I just want your good luck charm says:&lt;br /&gt;OMGGGGG&lt;br /&gt;NA # I just want your good luck charm says:&lt;br /&gt;VICT STOP IT!&lt;br /&gt;NA # I just want your good luck charm says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;NA # I just want your good luck charm says:&lt;br /&gt;IM SO GOING TO SCOLD YIYA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-115520776790761508?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-115417862492070892</id><published>2006-07-29T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T21:10:24.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back! Hee after very long, I must say.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, first of all, I want to say that I've really great friends LAH. yay, I love my friends! : D (&amp; YY haha) I realized I'm lame. Omg what happened to me. Actually, alot has happened these past couple of weeks or so. I found out its not good to lie (HAHA) &amp;amp; not to trust what you see on the surface (I'm not talking about goodlooks) cause nothing's really what they appear to be. I think I'm very naive &amp; kinda stupid &amp;amp; I'm sorry for that. And I also found out something else. Ohwells. Oh CCA farewell wasn't all that bad. It was rather sweet actually. Dorothy let me bully her for the day HAHAHA. That girl's damn cute I tell you. &amp; they all made this really sweet (not to mention huge) card. Okay lah, many more things to say, but I don't know how. &amp;amp; I really am far too lazy to type them out. So, goodbye, world! Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-115417862492070892?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/115417862492070892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=115417862492070892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/115417862492070892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/115417862492070892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-back-hee-after-very-long-i-must-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-114970223361003622</id><published>2006-06-08T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T01:43:53.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been quite busy these past few days. Saturday evening/night was spent at Kell's &amp; Fiona's BBQ thing. Brought YY along! :D heh. Quite fun lah, I must say. Played Truth or Dare, I had to do malu shit (so did the others but.. hahah) Wanted to play block catching - Shihui suggested playing &amp; drinking at the same time, thn see who falls down first. HAHAH. Persuaded Sam to come awhile later, I bet she didn't regret :) We were all being silly (bitchy too -looks at them) &amp; simply having a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past 3 days I've spent in school, 0800-2100, for a (supposedly) motivational workshop by AdamKhoo's company. The trainers were ALL act gay. haha. First day was, basically, &lt;strong&gt;shit&lt;/strong&gt;. Utter rubbish lah, coped up in a tiny, un-ventilated room, with humourless try-hards as speakers/trainers coaching us. Scratch tht, they didn't teach. They simply crapped their way through the day. Couldn't take it, during lunch Kell &amp; I sneaked 2 bottles of Bacardi &amp;amp; e33 into school &amp; drank in, HAHA, the &lt;em&gt;toilet. Yes. &lt;/em&gt;&amp; I couldn't take it anymore, during dinner the two of us ran out of school. I went to Yy's frend's party at her house, but only for abt an hour. Cabbed back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day was really meaningful. I cried like fuck lah, wth. Nicole, Tab &amp; Weiloo said I cried the hardest out of them all &amp; made them cry, HAHA. But they were crying pretty bad too. I thought about all the things I've done wrong, how much I've disappointed my parents &amp;amp; loved ones, how I've let them down, &amp; everything. I felt so sorry &amp;amp; regret alot of things I've said &amp; done. Got really emotional &amp;amp; moving &amp; I couldn't stop crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the last day, was alright lah. Today &amp; ystd the speakers were funnier (so much more) thn they were on the first day. Was touching, but not as the second day though. Today's session ended at 2200. I'll miss the camp, &amp;amp; all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be so busy this holidays, &amp; tht's excluding studying. hahaHA. &amp;amp; I've realized, with the help of today's time management session, tht I do not have enough time left to study.&lt;em&gt; Do not&lt;/em&gt;. Example, If i study 4hours a day, I'll only complete revision in 4months. Tht's the time I have left till 'O'Levels. &amp; tht's if I study 4hours EVERYDAY, mind you. Wth, someone just kill me, please. Or maybe I shall just drink more Coke &amp;amp; Oreos (they contain chemicals tht kill you, or so I was told today). HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I just wrote an entire book's worth of contents here. Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-114970223361003622?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/114970223361003622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=114970223361003622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/114970223361003622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/114970223361003622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2006/06/ive-been-quite-busy-these-past-few.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-114908717825945192</id><published>2006-05-31T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T22:52:58.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am a happy woman :D Cause I went shopping with my mummy just now and bought many things. The bet part was tht i didn't have to pay a single cent :DD heh. I love my mummy. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, just now had school in the wee hours of the day, I wanted to sleep so badly! Turned out going to school was an utter waste of time, cause the bunch of us only stayed for Bio. After Bio (which was just the drawings of beans and more beans the ENTIRE lesson), we decided to skip the rest of the lessons and do smth more useful with our time. Ended up going to Macs, where we merely warmed the seats with our nice butts. After a while, we all left. Went home, and slept till about 4plus i think. And now I'm tired again. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-114908717825945192?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/114908717825945192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=114908717825945192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/114908717825945192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/114908717825945192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-am-happy-woman-d-cause-i-went.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-114861933861888800</id><published>2006-05-26T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T12:55:38.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know our love was meant to be&lt;br /&gt;The kind of love that lasts forever&lt;br /&gt;And I want you here with me&lt;br /&gt;From tonight until the end of time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should know, everywhere I go&lt;br /&gt;You're always on my mind, in my heart , in my soul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the meaning in my life, you're the inspiration&lt;br /&gt;You bring feeling to my life, you're the inspiration&lt;br /&gt;Wanna have you near me, I wanna have you hear me say it&lt;br /&gt;No one needs you more than I need you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-114861933861888800?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/114861933861888800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=114861933861888800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/114861933861888800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/114861933861888800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2006/05/you-know-our-love-was-meant-to-be-kind.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-114861552121199925</id><published>2006-05-26T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T11:52:01.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I feel so unsure&lt;br /&gt;As I take your hand and lead you to the dance floor&lt;br /&gt;As the music dies, something in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Calls to mind a silver screen&lt;br /&gt;And all it's sad goodbyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm never gonna dance again&lt;br /&gt;Guilty feet have gotten no rhythm&lt;br /&gt;Though it's easy to pretend&lt;br /&gt;I know you're not a fool&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I should have known better than to cheat a friend&lt;br /&gt;And waste the chance that I've been given&lt;br /&gt;So I'm never gonna dance again&lt;br /&gt;The way I danced with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time can never mend&lt;br /&gt;The careless whispers of a good friend&lt;br /&gt;To the heart and mind&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance is kind&lt;br /&gt;There’s no comfort in the truth&lt;br /&gt;Pain is all you'll find&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm never gonna dance again&lt;br /&gt;Guilty feet have got no rhythm&lt;br /&gt;Though it's easy to pretend&lt;br /&gt;I know you're not a fool&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I should have known better than to cheat a friend&lt;br /&gt;And waste the chance that I've been given&lt;br /&gt;So I'm never gonna dance again&lt;br /&gt;The way I danced with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tonight the music seems so loud&lt;br /&gt;I wish that we could lose this crowd&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's better this way&lt;br /&gt;We'd hurt each other with the things we'd wanna say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We could have been so good together&lt;br /&gt;We could have lived this dance forever&lt;br /&gt;But now who's gonna dance with me?&lt;br /&gt;Please stay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'm never gonna dance again&lt;br /&gt;Guilty feet have got no rhythm&lt;br /&gt;Though it's easy to pretend&lt;br /&gt;I know you're not a fool&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I should have known better than to cheat a friend&lt;br /&gt;And waste the chance that I've been given&lt;br /&gt;So I'm never gonna dance again&lt;br /&gt;The way I danced with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now that you're gone&lt;br /&gt;Was what I did so wrong, so wrong&lt;br /&gt;That you had to leave me alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i simply love this song :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah shit. chinese 'O's are in three days time. &amp; i know since its the weekend, i wont really study.&lt;br /&gt;so if i have even a bit of free time, shouldn't i be studying? instead of staring at this screen. so someone please tell me wht the hell am i doing here. ugh, to hell with chinese, &amp;amp; studies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-114861552121199925?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/114861552121199925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=114861552121199925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/114861552121199925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/114861552121199925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-feel-so-unsure-as-i-take-your-hand.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-114735438210034084</id><published>2006-05-11T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T21:33:02.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I've decided to blog! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no comments on how school went today. Skipped CCA (for the fourth time in a row), and went out with &lt;strong&gt;Lee Jingyu&lt;/strong&gt;. Wah, i tell you. Tht woman is just so irritating okay, she and her ORH-EHH nonsense. Just look at my tag board and you'll knw wht I'm talking about. Saw Liz and Sara along the way. Anyway, we went to buy present! :D I couldn't find the one I initally wanted to buy though :( Ahwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rahh, I just dontknw how to break the news to you all. I dontknw why I'm so hesitant either :/ Maybe I just dont feel right when you all give me tht look? Aiyah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam's SO incredibly jealous of me :D Right, Sam? I see &lt;em&gt;The Vamp&lt;/em&gt; everyday. EVERYDAY. Almost, anyway. hahah. But still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the hols aren't here yet and alr I've got so many things going on. I'm alr planning my hols though its not even mid may. I have two weeks of extra lessons in June, but I dontknw. Os are getting nearer and nearer each day, and all I seem to be doing is PLAY. &amp;amp; not to mention the numerous tests I've failed. Fuck, I need a wake up call man. I wonder when tht will happen. I hope its &lt;strong&gt;soon&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-114735438210034084?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/114735438210034084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=114735438210034084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/114735438210034084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/114735438210034084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2006/05/okay-ive-decided-to-blog-d-i-have-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-114456236972873392</id><published>2006-04-09T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T13:59:29.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoo hey vict. this blog has become MY blog huh huh huh. better get your ass online cos i have something to show eeeeeu. hahah shit your ah lian-ness has rubbed off onto me. eew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeya on monday, bestie westie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-114456236972873392?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/114456236972873392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=114456236972873392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/114456236972873392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/114456236972873392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2006/04/whoo-hey-vict.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-114456253813616492</id><published>2006-04-09T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T14:02:18.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO! hahah I've not been blogging for the longest time. So here I am! :)&lt;br /&gt;Okay, today I woke up early at 7 to go to church. Had pastoral attachment at some old folks home as usual. Today was the last day though. I think I'll miss it, it was quite fun la actually. After attachment, we boarded the bus back to church. We sat at the back and played cards. Heh, my hand was the table. After, we went to Face to Face to eat! Actually, only me and Ben ate. Haha the rest just drank. Ben treated me to Dim Sum! :) And Ryan treated me to a drink. Heh yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh! Na Na Banana got us tickets for the Hollaback Crew Finals! Thanks Na! :) Whoots, I get to see The Click Five :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this retard on the phone with me now (i.e. Yiya), what should I do! HELP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-114456253813616492?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/114456253813616492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=114456253813616492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/114456253813616492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/114456253813616492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2006/04/hello-hahah-ive-not-been-blogging-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-114353468544557367</id><published>2006-03-28T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T16:31:25.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOOHOO there. i like your password. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right anyway, this year's passing by so fast, like whoooosh. ): haha i miss sec 3, where we would do all sorts of rubbish and fuck care about studies. remember our chair races? haha that was fun. and and our table top dancing sessions. haha we'd better do that again one day. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoo you're at cca now, while i'm at home. WAH, so disciplined. happy cca-ing and seeya in school tomorrow. you MUST HAVE missed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. you know i'll be here for you, just like always. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo, sammie. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-114353468544557367?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/114353468544557367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=114353468544557367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/114353468544557367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/114353468544557367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2006/03/yoohoo-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-114268481151618092</id><published>2006-03-18T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T12:36:43.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause everytime I try to rise above,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm swept away by love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hey hey. I've decided to blog! But what about, I don't know. Ahwells, I'm listening to sappy songs right now! They're making me feel all woozy, but I like it (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Term Two, week one- OVER. only 3546842126 days of torture left. God, how much I hate lessons. Can't wait till Olevels are over. The one week term holiday has passed so quickly, and honestly, it doesn't feel as though it ever came. Seriously. And everyone seems to agree. Ohwells. On to something on a lighter note. Yesterday, went down to support hockey in the finals. They play really well! They won, and StNicks is first now :) I had to sneak out of class cause the match and remedia clashed. Cheryl and Loo helped me pack my things and brought my bag outta class :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It takes more than a physical attraction -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;When will you realize, It's &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; i want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;No one else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;You don't seem to be feeling it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Sometimes, there's this connection. &lt;em&gt;Sometimes&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;But I can never be certain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And sometimes I wonder, will we ever be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;It's tearing me apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ohwells. I can't change anything, can I? This is so frustrating. Oops, I accidentally pressed a button and I don't know what I did. But my taskbar's format changed, and it's weird now. Haha. Yay, I suddenly feel really loving now. Heh. I love my Bestfriends' Clique, we're tight and all, yes? I like our cool 'We'll grow old together' motto. We'll stick to it! Haha. I love the KPA (Kiam Pa Association) cum Dim Sum Dollies cum whatever else we're called :) We're a funny bunch, and we REALLY do not know the meaning of embarrassment, eh? And I love my church clique! We have fun being holy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay, blog entry, END! Hahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause there could be no happy ending&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-114268481151618092?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/114268481151618092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=114268481151618092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/114268481151618092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/114268481151618092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2006/03/cause-everytime-i-try-to-rise-aboveim.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-113791901979737857</id><published>2006-01-22T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T16:36:59.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is my first post since the year started! Boy, am I slow. I think today passed by really slowly. I was supposed to go shopping with my mom but she decided to sleep instead :/ So I've been stoning at home ever since I came home from church. I'm so free today, can someone please ask me out! I want to watch a thousand and one movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was kinda fun. At least the night was. Okay, I had pastoral attachment as some cathecist assistant. Basically I sat in the corner, decaying for an hour. Did the report, and i was done for the day. Tamara couldn't make it for mass with me, so I went today instead. Then went to this distant relative's house with my family, ate dinner there. After that was done, off I went, bowling with Josh and Eunice. Got home at about 0200, I was dead tired and went straight to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts tmr, I can't wait. That's sarcasm there by the way. I realise many people can't tell when I'm being sarcastic. Haha, I wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve and Marcus are offically gay. They were all over each other that day, it got me and Lianne so grossed out. C'mon man, find better people at least. Here's how it went (somewhat):&lt;br /&gt;Steve (bopping on the bed): I'm gay! I'm gay! Call me gay!&lt;br /&gt;Marc: Can I be gay too? With you, maybe? (twirls hair around finger)&lt;br /&gt;Steve: Okay!&lt;br /&gt;(They roll over each other in drama fashion on the bed.)&lt;br /&gt;Yup. And they are NOT my friends, please. I do not know them. The only sane bestfriend I have now is Lianne.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-113791901979737857?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/113791901979737857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=113791901979737857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/113791901979737857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/113791901979737857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2006/01/this-is-my-first-post-since-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-113595102847529826</id><published>2005-12-30T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T21:57:08.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, so I've been feeling pretty sore these few days. But, some &lt;strong&gt;absolute&lt;/strong&gt; darlings brought me out to shop it out! So much so tht, I'm flat-out broke now! And I've gain leg muscles. Ahaha. I've bought many MANY things and, I'm very much happier now! Shopping's the absolute remedy for anything! :D Now, the only thing I'm eyeing for is the pair of hot hot HOT capris from Zara. Where's my Hong Baos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr's the house party cum countdown. I want to go! But I don't knw, nobody seems to want to go with me! I can go with Maryanne, but she has her friends too. Ho hum, we shall see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-113595102847529826?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/113595102847529826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=113595102847529826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/113595102847529826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/113595102847529826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2005/12/okay-so-ive-been-feeling-pretty-sore.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-113533547396802139</id><published>2005-12-23T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T21:30:49.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;I'm hell bored, so I think I shall blog.&lt;br /&gt;But wht about, I dont knw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh okay, I went to SCHOOL ystd, for some banner shit.&lt;br /&gt;Its the holidays, for God's sake. The school should be locked up and thrown away.&lt;br /&gt;Thn I went to Plaza with Bernard! And watched King Kong :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tht's ystd. This is today, and today's damnit boring.&lt;br /&gt;It's two more days till Christmas and I haven't gotten any of my friends anything yet. Ho hum.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking cookies. But those wont last. Steve said sponges. A thought? hhaHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang, I'm really dreading the start of school. I hate school, I hate!&lt;br /&gt;And there's Maths. I'm gonna fail the shit la. The paper's coming and i haven't really started.&lt;br /&gt;I need to wake up man. Stop thinking of having fun all the time.&lt;br /&gt;I knw next year's an important one, I knw it's gonna be tough. I knw if I continue the way I do, I'm gonna screw, big time.&lt;br /&gt;But tht doesn't seem to get to me the way it should.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, sometimes I get really really scared, but the feeling will last only for all of 30seconds. Thn its gone, and fun takes its place.&lt;br /&gt;Like someone slap me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-113533547396802139?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/113533547396802139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=113533547396802139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/113533547396802139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/113533547396802139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2005/12/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-113491916970791441</id><published>2005-12-18T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T23:19:29.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello! im finally posting, after a month and a half.&lt;br /&gt;okay, so let's see.&lt;br /&gt;i got back from youth camp today, t'was alright la.&lt;br /&gt;the nights were fun, esp last night, though we only had 2hrs of sleep and had to get up at 8.&lt;br /&gt;came back, slept till 4, thn headed off to fiona's birthday bash.&lt;br /&gt;and im back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells, im off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-113491916970791441?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/113491916970791441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=113491916970791441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/113491916970791441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/113491916970791441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2005/12/hello-im-finally-posting-after-month.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-113421220107850172</id><published>2005-12-10T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T18:56:41.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO!!!!!!!  i'm Veectoreea Annnn Fernandez! ooo wait, i'm so retarded i don't even know how to spell ma own name!  like gawd, i think ma brains are gettin' a tad bit mushy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well let's see. i'm a real friendly preson and i luurvve makin' friends! loads of them! (squeals with glee)  and i'd like all ya hot people out there to know more about me. well basically, i smart and pretty... and smart and pretty... oh and i love shopping! that's so my thang baby. and did i mention that i'm smart and pretty? i think that's about it. i'ma pretty simple chic you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year's Resolution:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Study my ass off for my o-levels and get into rjc (cos their uniform is cool, like duh..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Go for saturday masses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Be as smart and hot and this certain friend whose name starts with a T, ends with an A, and has 6 letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see my goals in life? i'm like totally ambitious... i'm gonna make it big in ike a wink of an eye babes! see ya out there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-113421220107850172?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/113421220107850172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=113421220107850172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/113421220107850172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/113421220107850172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2005/12/hello-im-veectoreea-annnn-fernandez.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-113120026155910435</id><published>2005-11-05T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T22:17:41.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so bring it,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holy momma, this week's just been busy busy busy ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY&lt;br /&gt;went out with the OBS girls :)&lt;br /&gt;namely, na, bel, judith, kim and anothergirl- forgot her name.&lt;br /&gt;kim left soon after. lunched at Sushi Tei.&lt;br /&gt;thn bel and na had to leave.&lt;br /&gt;met ellen and anothergirl number2.&lt;br /&gt;walked ard taka, thn no2 and ellen went off.&lt;br /&gt;so i went to watch Zoro with judith and the othergirl number1, it was rly good (:&lt;br /&gt;like, oops i feel bad not knwg her name :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY&lt;br /&gt;cath class first thg in the morn !&lt;br /&gt;tdy's wasnt so bad la.&lt;br /&gt;during mass though, me and maryanne kept talking, and this man infront kept turning ard to stare at us.&lt;br /&gt;but we basically ignored him la. like, oops ?&lt;br /&gt;after class, twas off to my grandma's ! :D&lt;br /&gt;spent the rest of the day there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY&lt;br /&gt;sch, thn j8 with sam.&lt;br /&gt;thn we went to united suqare to meet tab, loo and teresa.&lt;br /&gt;went home for awhile, thn off to the airport to fetch my dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thn to par sir ris Coasta Sands for the class chalet ! :D super fun&lt;br /&gt;i only stayed two outta the 3 days though.&lt;br /&gt;not many went though, only loo, tab, sam, kell, siggy, teresa, cheryl, chaiyue and sarah went.&lt;br /&gt;and 3wisdom can drink man !&lt;br /&gt;like, we downed bottle after bottle, and before we knew it, we had to buy more, and more.&lt;br /&gt;it was super funny trying to buy drinks frm cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thn cheryl went off with the bottle opener, and the rest wanted to watch scary movies.&lt;br /&gt;so me and kell walked out to the beach there, and we cld hear the screams frm our chalet even frm so far away ! crazy them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think we slept at ard 4. those who went up earlier took the beds, so me, loo, tab and kell fell asleep on the floor and table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY&lt;br /&gt;morning ! dallied awhile thn went to lie on the beds with sam.&lt;br /&gt;tried to slp but kell kept disturbing us, only stopping 7321893 hrs later to slp too.&lt;br /&gt;her mom bought food for us, which we ate while watching ju-on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thn we played mahjong, and headed to escape to play !&lt;br /&gt;came back, played more mahjong, and the neighbour-chalet kept giving us food :D&lt;br /&gt;we felt like beggars, but the food was good.&lt;br /&gt;thn my mom came to fetch me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to rubena's house ! her cousins were rly nice and funny.&lt;br /&gt;we played cards, and they kep making me cut the deck cause it 'gave them luck'. hhaha !&lt;br /&gt;back home to my nice, comfy bed :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;br /&gt;my stay-home movie marathon day :D&lt;br /&gt;i watched movie after movie with my sister, i like (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY&lt;br /&gt;watched a couple of movies in the afternoon, thn off to my aunts'.&lt;br /&gt;chatted away with my aunt, and cousins.&lt;br /&gt;thn home, MOVIES again. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY&lt;br /&gt;sch for bio, and chem.&lt;br /&gt;i only took bio though, cause i hadta drop chem :)&lt;br /&gt;yayy, i hate chem. but i scared no future :/ nevermind, i can always take arts in jc.&lt;br /&gt;so i went out with vanessa, na and her friend.&lt;br /&gt;walked ard plaza sing, and caught Sky High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met lianne, steve, marcus, rondy, andrew and the rest at sentosa&lt;br /&gt;bbq time ! twas fun la :D&lt;br /&gt;we were so noisy ! lianne did her granny vocie, 'havoc, havoc.' LOL&lt;br /&gt;and everyone had carlsburg down their tees, courtesy of steve and alan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY&lt;br /&gt;judith came over !&lt;br /&gt;ate macs and other snacks, while watching OneTreeHill :)))&lt;br /&gt;she'd borrowed the dvd series frm her friend, and it has 22episodes.&lt;br /&gt;we only finished 9 or 10 episodes.&lt;br /&gt;5hours, slightly more, we watched nonstop.&lt;br /&gt;thn watched ju's phil of the future. hahha&lt;br /&gt;sent her to the interchange, thn dinner with my family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-113120026155910435?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/113120026155910435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=113120026155910435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/113120026155910435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/113120026155910435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2005/11/so-bring-it-holy-momma-this-weeks-just_05.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-113059931289612899</id><published>2005-10-29T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T23:25:58.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OBS was super fun, but tiring too.&lt;br /&gt;well, the firts three days kinda sucked. but the next two rocked :)&lt;br /&gt;i love the MARSHALL watch, i think we were rly good tgt :D&lt;br /&gt;there was so much cursing and swearing, fucks mostly, from the SN girls.&lt;br /&gt;prac every sentence tht came outta our mouths had fuck in it. hhaha&lt;br /&gt;stupid mosquitoes and sandflies everywhere :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY ONE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stnicks was split into Marshall and Munshi, and there was Sui Sen - the MG watch.&lt;br /&gt;Marshall consisted of Loo, Deb, Jae, Cheryl, Siggy, Pauline, Chew, Rui, Karina, Sarah, Ziwei, Gillian, and me.&lt;br /&gt;our watch's mascot was the Insy Weensy Spider ! we were singing the song the whole time we were there, with hand actions and all.&lt;br /&gt;Chu Ai, our instructor. i thought she was a bit nutty at first, hhaha. but she was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we did a bit of kayaking and capsizing.&lt;br /&gt;we bathe in the boys toliet, the first time in my life i saw urinals up close.&lt;br /&gt;slept in bunks, bunked with deb, and loo slept in the pull out.&lt;br /&gt;a fucking LIZARD fell out of the cupboard whn we took out the mattresses. like, eww ! id rather a thousand roaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY TWO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;were supp to report for morning PT (physical training) at 0555, but our watch woke up at 4plus ! cause the watch was one hr fast.&lt;br /&gt;so we went back to slp, only waking up at 0550.&lt;br /&gt;PT wasnt as bad as i thought it would be, i felt fit ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rockclimbing ! twas fun, but i scratched my elbow, and it bleed :/&lt;br /&gt;left the base camp, kayaked to camptwo.&lt;br /&gt;slept in tents, but it was pouring like mad and the water was seeping in so we cldnt slp. in the morning, my hair was in clumps, soaked with water. i was wet, and with bites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY THREE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assembled at 0630 for PT.&lt;br /&gt;left the campsite after lunch.&lt;br /&gt;kayaked for hours ! it was rly hard, esp since we were aching ALL OVER, no exaggeration, frm the wet and hard night before.&lt;br /&gt;Sam and i wanted to give up and just drown there, but we were motivated ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the campsite was rly just this tall grass land with empty patches where we built our tents.&lt;br /&gt;there were no facilities at all, (so no toilets to bathe !) which was gross, but i think it we had more fun there.&lt;br /&gt;some of us bonded with the mg girls ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found a condom floating ard near the sea, haha.&lt;br /&gt;everyone was peeing in the bushes and sea.&lt;br /&gt;cooked, i was the can opener ! hhaha, cause no one else cld open the cans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did ngt shift with Deb, Na, Megan, Claire, Frankie and Melissa.&lt;br /&gt;sat on the rocks, listening to Johor's karaoke. hah&lt;br /&gt;Jamie joined cause she cldnt slp, deb left early to slp.&lt;br /&gt;shift over, tried in vain to slp. next morn, my feet and hands were filled with sandflies bites :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY FOUR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bult a raft ! thn we jumped into the quarry, which felt rly good :)&lt;br /&gt;paddled the raft to the mid of the quarry, where we jumped in agn and played.&lt;br /&gt;Chu Ai was rly cute, sitting on the raft alome singing mrlonely. we had instructor abuse ! heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kayaked back to base camp (nice beds !) in the STORM.&lt;br /&gt;we were like, i dont wna die ! hahha. but me and Sam had our motivation ! -looks&lt;br /&gt;anw, twas so good bathing ! and we found a SNAKE in the toliet !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at ngt, we went into the forest. hadta do this maze tunnel thg.&lt;br /&gt;i was damn freaked, cause it was rly pitch dark, you cant even see 1cm infront of you in there.&lt;br /&gt;we came out through the wrong exit ! we banged hard on this door, thinking twas the exit, but it turned out to be the emergency exit !&lt;br /&gt;walked back in the rain and dark, slpt in nice nice beds, which werent rly nice if you think abt it, but nice cause we were so deprived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY FIVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cleaning and packing up day.&lt;br /&gt;assembled at 0555, PT was gross cause i felt so clean and the ground was wet and dirrty.&lt;br /&gt;pau was absolutely swooning over SHE-MAN ! hhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did jetty jump ! twas fun ! thn came sharing session, was so touching and sad !&lt;br /&gt;we didnt have time for lunch, so we went soveniuer shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many were crying cause twas results day and we were worried abt retaining.&lt;br /&gt;it was so sad, leaving :( hugged the MG girls and exchanged numbers and all :)&lt;br /&gt;i think i kinda miss OBS, though half of it sucked. i miss the people, and Chu Ai !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think OBS rly taught me many thgs.&lt;br /&gt;mostly i think im stronger ? both phys and mentally. yayy&lt;br /&gt;all the times we spent tgt, il nvr forget. i think we rly bonded :)&lt;br /&gt;and i like the stories Chu Ai told us. they were rly meaningful, and i think they'll stick with me for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;i think ive transformed from a carrot to a coffee bean now ! :)&lt;br /&gt;well, im on my way there anyway.&lt;br /&gt;do i regret it ? absolutely not :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-113059931289612899?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/113059931289612899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=113059931289612899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/113059931289612899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/113059931289612899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2005/10/obs-was-super-fun-but-tiring-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-112937236540065915</id><published>2005-10-15T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T18:32:45.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ystd ! haha&lt;br /&gt;didnt have sch, slept in.&lt;br /&gt;thn i rotted away at home, watching tv mostly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till lianne finished sch, i went over for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;i told her abt my AMAZING, narrow escape frm death.&lt;br /&gt;lianne was like, show thm whose man, yeah ! like, HAH.&lt;br /&gt;thn we wrote this uber fantastic post on her blog, abt ME :)&lt;br /&gt;YES, :))))&lt;br /&gt;thn, headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bro came back frm sch, he made me pay three freaking bucks for a scrap piece of paper he made for me&lt;br /&gt;at first he wanted 38bucks, like ?!, but i bargained till 3bucks.&lt;br /&gt;hello, i didnt rly want it, but its his first attempt at enterpreneurship.&lt;br /&gt;i thought tht was cute, so wht the heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thn i got ready for indo :)&lt;br /&gt;met sam for dinner, thn later on, chloe, cheryl and teresa.&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly, it was super easy getting in.&lt;br /&gt;and it was crowded !&lt;br /&gt;makes it alot easier for those young, chekopei in the making&lt;br /&gt;there was so much groping going on, and everybody was trying to hump everybody. HHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;thn, our parents came at ard one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-112937236540065915?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/112937236540065915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=112937236540065915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/112937236540065915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/112937236540065915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2005/10/ystd-haha-didnt-have-sch-slept-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-112921701244107370</id><published>2005-10-13T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T23:25:15.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;INDO, HERE WE COME !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;well, hopefully anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and we still dont have a place to stay yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;hhahha, wht a joke rgt ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;but mostly i think we're gna live at dwntwn's coasta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;still rem my MANY icky encounters with the lizards and roaches there during the youthgrp stay, -looks at mara and andrea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;eeps, shudders-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and im gna watch the 40-yr-old virgin with steve and lianne !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;:)))) hopefully agn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;we keep cancelling our movie trips, cause a cretain SOMEONE kepps pangsehing us :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;yayy, i love after exams :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-112921701244107370?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/112921701244107370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=112921701244107370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/112921701244107370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/112921701244107370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2005/10/indo-here-we-come-well-hopefully.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-112920148288069362</id><published>2005-10-13T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T23:32:17.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, okay ! :))) so fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are like, finally OVERRR !&lt;br /&gt;so, EVERYBODY went out to celebrate on the last exam day.&lt;br /&gt;jen, reen, nicole and i went outttt, to town.&lt;br /&gt;walked ard for like, forever. trying to find smt nice o buy, but cldnt :(&lt;br /&gt;THN, smt freaky happened, hhaha ! -looks at them. NICOLEEEEE !&lt;br /&gt;so thn we went up to the cinema lvl at cine to rot, till sam and deb and deb came.&lt;br /&gt;and these rly weird other ij girls ran at us like a bird. like haha ! i think it was a case of mistaken identity.&lt;br /&gt;so we met the debs and sam, walked ard somore.&lt;br /&gt;me and sam bought caps :)&lt;br /&gt;walked awhile more, thn off, to home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tht was tues. ystd, didnt go to sch !&lt;br /&gt;they had talks anyway. steve ponned too, so we went out.&lt;br /&gt;i bought a new toppppp ! :)&lt;br /&gt;thn walked abit more, thn off, home. or so i thought.&lt;br /&gt;at the mrt station, i met zhen xun and the rest, and they forced me to go to some funny place :/&lt;br /&gt;like, haha ? i almost got killed. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tdy was fun ! glad i didnt miss :)&lt;br /&gt;sports carnival !&lt;br /&gt;we, at soccer, ttly sucked la. we were so screwed, no surprise we didnt get into the semis.&lt;br /&gt;but ! our class won floorball and captain's ball ! :)&lt;br /&gt;thn we won the second class outta the sec3s.&lt;br /&gt;i thought tht was pretty good, and i rly didnt realise how very united our class rly was.&lt;br /&gt;as in, i knew our class was united, but dontknw, i think we were rly strong tgt :)&lt;br /&gt;YAYY, I LOVE THREE WISDOM :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, we were all so sweaty and gross okay.&lt;br /&gt;after the day ended, me, tab, weiloo and claire went to get FBTs.&lt;br /&gt;thn off, home to finally bathe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-112920148288069362?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/112920148288069362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=112920148288069362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/112920148288069362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/112920148288069362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2005/10/okay-okay-so-fun-exams-are-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-112868403760677040</id><published>2005-10-07T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T19:20:37.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;baby, i cant help it,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you keep me drowing in your love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;okayy ! only two papers left, thn ? partayyye !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;till thn, il be mugging for bio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and, its finally the weekend ! the week felt like eternalty, wht with the exams and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i dont believe it okay, my social life has been put on hold for like, &lt;em&gt;forever&lt;/em&gt; since the exams started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;the only times i actly go out are study sessions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i think this yr's been damn slack. everyones just been starting to study only the day before the exam itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and today's Emath paper was a killer man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and so were most of the other exams, but il deal. hhaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;just aiming to not retain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;funny thg is, though the EOYs are alr almost done, it still hasnt got to me tht finals are here yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;like, hhaHA !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-112868403760677040?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/112868403760677040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=112868403760677040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/112868403760677040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/112868403760677040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2005/10/baby-i-cant-help-it-you-keep-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-112686908222272057</id><published>2005-09-16T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T19:11:22.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EOYs start the following friday !&lt;br /&gt;exactly two weeks frm now, and bravo to you if you can guess if ive started studying.&lt;br /&gt;and oral's in four days' time.&lt;br /&gt;even if i exclude studying for English, tht'll mean two days for one subject.&lt;br /&gt;wht was taught for the whole year.&lt;br /&gt;and yet, after realising tht, im still here.&lt;br /&gt;i rly dont want to study.&lt;br /&gt;and i dont seem to be taking the EOYs seriously, ahwells.&lt;br /&gt;i wish id studied earlier, but dont i wish tht every yr ?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is tly random, but i love screaming !&lt;br /&gt;and ive found a partner for tht, hhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You, doing that thing you do&lt;br /&gt;Breaking my heart into a million pieces&lt;br /&gt;Like you always do&lt;br /&gt;And you, don't mean to be cruel&lt;br /&gt;You never even knew about the heartache&lt;br /&gt;I've been going through&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I try and try to forget you girl&lt;br /&gt;But it's just so hard to do&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you do that thing you do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I, know all the games you play&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gonna find a way to let you know that,&lt;br /&gt;You'll be mine someday&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we, could be happy can't you see&lt;br /&gt;If you'd only let me be the one to hold you&lt;br /&gt;And keep you here with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I try and try to forget you girl&lt;br /&gt;But it's just so hard to do&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you do that thing you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't ask a lot, girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I know one thing for sure&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's the love that I haven't got, girl&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't take it anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause we, could be happy can't you see&lt;br /&gt;If you'd only let me be the one to hold you&lt;br /&gt;And keep you here with me&lt;br /&gt;Cause it hurts me so just to see you go&lt;br /&gt;Around with someone new&lt;br /&gt;And if I know you you're doing that thing&lt;br /&gt;Everyday just doing that thing&lt;br /&gt;I can't take you doing that thing you do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just stuck in my head (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-112686908222272057?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-112566973638939914</id><published>2005-09-02T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T15:14:29.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oh my, tdy sucked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;first of all, zhuang totally made those who didnt do finish the workbk stay back. till fucking four thirty, damnit. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thn the whole day i was so spacing out ?&lt;br /&gt;like i kept thinking so much.&lt;br /&gt;thn i realized alot of thgs, like they sudd came to me&lt;br /&gt;and i got so fucking frustrated and confused. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;RAHH, i hate waiting for nth.&lt;br /&gt;i think i shld give up, its pointless to continue.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont like giving up, esp after all this time ive given.&lt;br /&gt;its like tht cheng yu, ive gone so far tht giving up seems like sucha waste but i rlly cant go on anymore. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thn i saw smt, or not rather, tht made me feel &lt;strong&gt;worse&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;UHH, i so fucking feel like screaming now.&lt;br /&gt;like rlly, all i want now is a soundproof room to scream in. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh my, im totally ranting, i wanta go on and on, but i shld stop.&lt;br /&gt;ohwell, the day's ending. tmr we'll see, shall we ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;all this while, youve been oblivious&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cant you see ? &lt;s&gt;i love you&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-112566973638939914?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/112566973638939914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=112566973638939914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/112566973638939914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/112566973638939914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2005/09/oh-my-tdy-sucked.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-112511763123715630</id><published>2005-08-27T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T12:45:31.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;;  youre hands are mine to hold&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;hello. its a saturday afternoon and im stuck at home.&lt;br /&gt;well, at least till an hr more.&lt;br /&gt;thn off to bktimah, for PRATA and pool with lianne and steve.&lt;br /&gt;was supp to go to suntec with liz but she cancelled on me :(&lt;br /&gt;but later we'll be going for youth, yes ? yayy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knw wht ? i actlly tried doing my lit essay for all of 10min, before deciding tht we werent fated.&lt;br /&gt;ohwell, at least i tried. and on a sat morn, no less.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;yay yayy ystd evening, i took thm off ! theyre off, theyre off !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;no more metal mouth, heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhh, tmr is there cath class ? hope not, i hate the sunday mass.&lt;br /&gt;i want saturday masses back ! but tht'll mean il be going for two masses a week. thts crazy.&lt;br /&gt;and i miss &lt;strong&gt;mara&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;drea&lt;/strong&gt; ! gdluck for youre prelims and os, babes ! though i doubt you'll read this, youre too busy studying 24/7. hhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JESS&lt;/strong&gt; ! knw wht ? i tried to post on our blog, but thn i forgot the user ! opps. i still knw the pw though. its been so long ! and im not just talking abt the blog. missyou :( heh, LOVEYOU BABE !&lt;br /&gt;yayy, i miss jess. jess misses me too, yes ? heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, &lt;strong&gt;AGGY&lt;/strong&gt; ! hhaha, sry it suits you la. and AGGY, so wht ? it doesnt mean you can say im spas okay, cause thts just a plain lie. and no pleasing, PLEASE. hhaha :) and i still love you LA !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-112511763123715630?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-112350474173007283</id><published>2005-08-08T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T20:39:01.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey babe! i told you i could hack in and i can! seeing how retarded you are, it wasnt very hard trying. kay i took longer than i said i would but i did it! haha you silly girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-112350474173007283?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/112350474173007283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=112350474173007283' title='0 Comments'/><link 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before,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;whn baby, you don't love me anymore ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;been posting pretty frequently lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i fee another one, coming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;dont tell me you dont feel it too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hello, you fool. &lt;s&gt;i love you&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-112307024483797447?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-112290431158200838</id><published>2005-08-01T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T21:51:51.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blogging tdy for sat actlly.&lt;br /&gt;went for the sjc thg. qt alrgt la, cept for the vry vry low temp in the lt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went ovr to lianne's, tgt with steve, marc, rhondyyy, chris and chris after.&lt;br /&gt;we were so retarded okay !&lt;br /&gt;it was like, RETARDATION, all the way dwn.&lt;br /&gt;rhondy was trying on li's man clothes, saying 'who da man !' and silly stuff like tht, with actions&lt;br /&gt;laughed till my tummy hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the high we got qt dwn, so we tried out our acting skills !&lt;br /&gt;twas sort of play by play. we played it by ear and made it up as we went alng.&lt;br /&gt;sorta failed. hhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ! talent time !&lt;br /&gt;first off, christan, the stand up comedian. uhh, okaaay. heh&lt;br /&gt;next up, lianne the grumpy asshole. hhaha&lt;br /&gt;me next. twas a failed attempt to mime.&lt;br /&gt;christine the bimbo followed.&lt;br /&gt;steve and marc last, finishing off with gay acts.&lt;br /&gt;no one won, case youre wondering. hhahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twas so hit, tht day. and i actlly thought the ppl were civilised. how wrong i was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-112290431158200838?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/112290431158200838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=112290431158200838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/112290431158200838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/112290431158200838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2005/08/blogging-tdy-for-sat-actlly.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-112263029442307935</id><published>2005-07-29T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T17:44:54.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so fine, that &lt;strong&gt;vicferdez&lt;/strong&gt; would so rather waste time sleeping than to spend quality time with her beloved me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with much love still (even though you'd rather the bed than &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lianne.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-112263029442307935?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/112263029442307935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=112263029442307935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/112263029442307935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/112263029442307935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2005/07/so-fine-that-vicferdez-would-so-rather.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-112229688233528640</id><published>2005-07-25T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T21:25:13.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;i wanna marry my stalker ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yayy, im happy ! ive got many new songs :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i love lianne ! yes, il love lianne forever babe !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yayy, the thgs she does for me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if only you'd listen,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the beats of my heart would tell you you're the one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-112229688233528640?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/112229688233528640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=112229688233528640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/112229688233528640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/112229688233528640'/><link rel='alternate' 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to the gym full-length mirror to self-obesses and take photos. ALOT of photos.&lt;br /&gt;oh, we self-obessesed during assembly in the pa rm too. hahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sng didnt come tdy, so no eng ! no chinese tdy too ! YAYY, paradise.&lt;br /&gt;but had a suck-fest chem test. uhhh.&lt;br /&gt;sam came up with the word fucktard. sounds like a cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the china woman's last day tdy ! yayy. she irritated vryone and finally, shes gg back toher homeland. where she belongs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all ? tdy was GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still have got my social studies graded assignment to do.&lt;br /&gt;was supp to be due tues ? im two days late alr. thts 15 marks GONE.&lt;br /&gt;and doubt il make it to hand it in tmr, which is the absolute last day, if not il get a zero.&lt;br /&gt;its GRADED. piffy.&lt;br /&gt;doubt il do la. rahh.&lt;br /&gt;and a whole pile of ovrdue wrk awaits me. hhaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-112134979478593749?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/112134979478593749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=112134979478593749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/112134979478593749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/112134979478593749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2005/07/sams-laughter-resembles-dolphin.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-112091445420584349</id><published>2005-07-09T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T21:07:34.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was okay.&lt;br /&gt;went over to jana's to film our MI. wht dove shampoo, hhah.&lt;br /&gt;thn met liz, went to town.&lt;br /&gt;walked ard, thn headed to wheelocks to get her brows done.&lt;br /&gt;and guess wht the browshaus was connected to ? -crosses eyes madly&lt;br /&gt;i so badly wanted to go, but i didnt have enough. POO&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i made a date with liz alr ! and manty too. YAYY, so exciting :)&lt;br /&gt;liz looked so good with her brows after, yes ?&lt;br /&gt;off to isetan to get brouchures ! hhaha.&lt;br /&gt;thn went to search for her eyecandy ! haha.&lt;br /&gt;but in vain though.&lt;br /&gt;dishearted (hha) , we got onto the bus back.&lt;br /&gt;got home, dumped my thgs and off to fill my empty stomach with my fellow eater :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skipped mass :(&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE, tmr's cath consists of mass with the combined class ppl. UHH, how fun.&lt;br /&gt;and, i get to see some asswipe who thinks he's so funny agn, GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;wht backstreetboys -rolls eyes&lt;br /&gt;tmr morning's gna suck, i can feel it in my bones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-112091445420584349?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/112091445420584349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=112091445420584349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/112091445420584349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/112091445420584349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2005/07/today-was-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-111959690816897576</id><published>2005-06-24T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T15:10:18.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blogging ! heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, there is like, three more days to the start of sch, and guess wht ive not done ?&lt;br /&gt;prac ALL the homework remains untouched.&lt;br /&gt;ive TRIED doing maths, but i dont undst shit abt it.&lt;br /&gt;out of the entire review paper, i cld only do one qst ? fun la.&lt;br /&gt;im so heavily dead.&lt;br /&gt;and im trying to do lit now, but, see wht im doing instead ? whts this man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going broke.&lt;br /&gt;the june hols, ive spent half my savings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manta is really, really the ultimate okay.&lt;br /&gt;she roars in public.&lt;br /&gt;she goes ard ROARING in ppls faces.&lt;br /&gt;unlike the demure me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess wht ? its another hol without seeing jessie.&lt;br /&gt;nor jen and reen, but i see thm in sch, so its kinda okay.&lt;br /&gt;but jessie ? miss her so much k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im having so much fun this hols !&lt;br /&gt;never want it to end ? uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;even in ultimate boredom, il be having a blast of a time. looks at lianne and steve-&lt;br /&gt;HHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i havent been to church in qt a while.&lt;br /&gt;poor mara must miss me so bad. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so not looking forward to sch starting.&lt;br /&gt;i have pre sch blues.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-111959690816897576?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/111959690816897576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=111959690816897576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/111959690816897576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/111959690816897576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2005/06/blogging-heh-okay-there-is-like-three.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-111787381887980207</id><published>2005-06-04T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T16:30:19.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;this is just a half life ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She walks to school with the lunch she packed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nobody knows what she's holding back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wearing the same dress she wore yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She hides the bruises with linen and lace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The teacher wonders but she doesn't ask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's hard to see the pain behind the mask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bearing the burden of a secret storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes she wishes she was never born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Through the wind and the rain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She stands hard as a stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In a world that she can't rise above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But her dreams give her wings &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And she flies to a place where she's loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Concrete angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Somebody cries in the middle of the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The neighbors hear, but they turn out the lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A fragile soul, caught in the hands of fate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When morning comes it'll be too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Through the wind and the rain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She stands hard as a stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In a world that she can't rise above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But her dreams give her wings &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And she flies to a place where she's loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Concrete angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A statue stands in a shaded place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;An angel girl with an upturned face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A name is written on a polished rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A broken heart that the world forgot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Through the wind and the rain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She stands hard as a stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In a world that she can't rise above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But her dreams give her wings &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And she flies to a place where she's loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Concrete angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-111787381887980207?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/111787381887980207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=111787381887980207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/111787381887980207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/111787381887980207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2005/06/this-is-just-half-life-she-walks-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-111719714555726501</id><published>2005-05-27T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T20:34:40.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAST DAY OF SCH TDY !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YAYY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tht means &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no zhuanggg&lt;/span&gt; for a whole mth x)))) gasps- , and rawssy soh too.&lt;br /&gt;whoo, lets all jump for joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tdy's been simply GREAT i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;its the last, the last. no more sch ! yayness.&lt;br /&gt;ive got a rhyme ! ive got a rhyme !&lt;br /&gt;AHHEM, sch's like fuck, id rather be a duck.&lt;br /&gt;like WOWness.&lt;br /&gt;im on a HIGHH ! -crosses eyes madly x)))&lt;br /&gt;went out with manta-poe after sch, it was madness i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;her room is so interesting, a great place for self-obsessing.&lt;br /&gt;looks at mantaaaaapoe-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONT YOU WISH YOURE GIRLFRIEND WAS HOT LIKE ME.&lt;br /&gt;uhh, tht song is stuck in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lianne, hhaha, serves you rgt for tht so called 'hangovr frm hell'.&lt;br /&gt;imagine, seven in a ngt, at one shot.&lt;br /&gt;how you can dwn so much, i dont understand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-111719714555726501?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/111719714555726501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=111719714555726501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/111719714555726501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/111719714555726501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2005/05/last-day-of-sch-tdy-yayy.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-111625271461984024</id><published>2005-05-16T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T22:11:54.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my suger rush :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoo, okay tdy was GREAT i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;went home, changed and left for lianne's hse.&lt;br /&gt;geez, i swear, nobody can get sillier thn the four of us.&lt;br /&gt;us stupid donkeys :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohboy, i think, there's no such thg as the best of two worlds ?&lt;br /&gt;you either get one or the other, not both.&lt;br /&gt;i hate choosing :|&lt;br /&gt;in this case, i feel tht though im getting closer to you, im slowly drifting frm my sch friends.&lt;br /&gt;uhh, WHY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyes, i must blog abt the holy me.&lt;br /&gt;i went, filled with good intentions, to cat class on sun morning.&lt;br /&gt;just five minutes late, at 1135.&lt;br /&gt;met liz and mel, only to find out frm thm tht, class started at 1030 tht day, and was gna end soon, in abt 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;like, great. oh FINE.&lt;br /&gt;the day tht a actlly go for class, i miss it. ROCKS la.&lt;br /&gt;and it was the last class for the semester somemore. and i havent been going for like, how long ? a month i think.&lt;br /&gt;great, so gna retain ? imagine, retaining CAT CLASS ? where am i gna put my face i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;who in the world fails and has to retain cat class !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahwells. heh. off i guess, too long alr, this post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-111625271461984024?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/111625271461984024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=111625271461984024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/111625271461984024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/111625271461984024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-suger-rush-whoo-okay-tdy-was-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-111581562428439688</id><published>2005-05-11T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T20:52:14.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ive been blogging so much these days, cause ive nth better to do.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, the eleventh tdy !&lt;br /&gt;realized all too late tht it was my moms birthday ystd, id forgot, didnt even wish her.&lt;br /&gt;and on mothers day, didnt wish her too, forgot. oops ?&lt;br /&gt;look how much filial piety ive got in me.&lt;br /&gt;ahwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tdy was so boring okay, i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;met lianne at lot1 for a while, thn went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, jessie lim ! course i didnt forget you ! like, how cld i ?&lt;br /&gt;june hols up soon, this time we really must go out, and to youre hse eh ?&lt;br /&gt;see my last entry ? rem last yr, whn i was a fortune teller and went rd saying ummmmm ? hhaha.&lt;br /&gt;there, one whole paragraph for you :)&lt;br /&gt;anyways, still loving you !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do the funnest thgs sometimes, like thinkg of french fries' inventor during bio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tht silly jerk it out song is STILL stuck in my head, been one whole week alr.&lt;br /&gt;hhaha, thks to nicole, rgt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wind me up, put me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;start me up and watch me go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;il be running circles ard you sooner thn you knw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a little off center and im out of tune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just kickg this can along the avenue but im alrgt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cause its easy once you knw how its done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you cant stop now its already begun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you feel it running through your bones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JERK IT OUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geez, this is a long entry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-111581562428439688?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/111581562428439688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=111581562428439688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/111581562428439688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/111581562428439688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2005/05/ive-been-blogging-so-much-these-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-111547287627396861</id><published>2005-05-07T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T21:34:36.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and im really so into you,&lt;br /&gt;need another chance,&lt;br /&gt;just one other chance&lt;br /&gt;to see you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; just feel like blogging.&lt;br /&gt;geog exam's on monday, and so far ? ive only studied one chapter, and read through another. AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;this is seriously testing my patience.&lt;br /&gt;would i be needing to knw how much tourism affects our countries later on in life ?&lt;br /&gt;i doubt it, even if i were to be a tour guide in the future.&lt;br /&gt;this is terrible, i so cant concentrate. gna fail, fail, FAIL.&lt;br /&gt;whoa, maybe i can become a fortune teller next time. thn, i wont be needing to knw this shit thg called geog.&lt;br /&gt;il just go, hummmmm and feel people's palms.&lt;br /&gt;okay, im so not making any sense now. too much geog in my head. blame vrythg on the exam&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahwells, was rumaging through a box frm last year.&lt;br /&gt;and i found my black system book :) so happy, cause i thought id lost it&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read through the old poems in it, and came across this damn sick one, made with the help of MANTA LOW. ahhas. sicko manta. tsk-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhhh. i so badly need a dose of AHHEM rgt now. mara shld knw wht im talking abt. heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-111547287627396861?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/111547287627396861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=111547287627396861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/111547287627396861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/111547287627396861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2005/05/and-im-really-so-into-you-need-another.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-111503308872383514</id><published>2005-05-02T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T19:24:48.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>posting ! no more complaints frm any of you ! heh. oh like FINE. -points to the tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been great, these few days. mostly la.&lt;br /&gt;okay, everyone ought to praise me now. yes ?&lt;br /&gt;i just spent the whole of today, a PUBLIC HOILDAY, studying.&lt;br /&gt;yes, STUDYING. like, fwoah.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so nerdy. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studied in a macs, with manta and kelly.&lt;br /&gt;boring day okay. like, seriously. was rotting ovr there.&lt;br /&gt;but, nonetheless, the very strong willed me carried on studying like theres no tmr.&lt;br /&gt;whoa, i sound so despo to study.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i was so excited whn we were ending, cause i thought, i was gna watch house of wax.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, funny ppl backed out on me. ahWELLS. hhaha&lt;br /&gt;okay, so i came home house to decompose wht was left of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-111503308872383514?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/111503308872383514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=111503308872383514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/111503308872383514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/111503308872383514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2005/05/posting-no-more-complaints-frm-any-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-111381665939410220</id><published>2005-04-18T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T17:30:59.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;the consequences of your actions really are just a game&lt;br /&gt;your life is just a chain reaction taking you day by day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;can you believe it, i FELL OFF THE BED, while sleeping. uuhhh.&lt;br /&gt;how fun la. wht freak falls off the bed ?&lt;br /&gt;and some IRRITANTS are laughing at me now.&lt;br /&gt;ahwells, wht to do ? i have horrible besties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im getting OLD, starting to like those old songs,&lt;br /&gt;and they are getting older and older each time.&lt;br /&gt;poofts.&lt;br /&gt;at least, im not the only one growing old !&lt;br /&gt;im gna have an old mom, soon. no more thirties ! hhaha.&lt;br /&gt;somehow, whn i say tht, people think im a premarital baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-111381665939410220?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/111381665939410220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=111381665939410220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/111381665939410220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/111381665939410220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2005/04/consequences-of-your-actions-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-111355979740176824</id><published>2005-04-15T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T18:09:57.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>uuuhhhhh. arent you abit too drama ?&lt;br /&gt;its only a small piece of shit, not some filled toilet bowl or anything.&lt;br /&gt;hhaha, bet ppl reading are like, eww gross or smt now, but only YOU knw wht im talking abt eh ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days, so much overreaction.&lt;br /&gt;they can happily help themselves to a huge serving of SHITPIE. go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;or, il be overjoyed to help shove it into their faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, wht type of moral support is tht la !&lt;br /&gt;and you call youreselves my bestfriends. tsk-&lt;br /&gt;hhaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-111355979740176824?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/111355979740176824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=111355979740176824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/111355979740176824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/111355979740176824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2005/04/uuuhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-111330182375848826</id><published>2005-04-12T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T18:30:23.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>these few days been GREAT so far. yay.&lt;br /&gt;this is so, sunshine after the rain.&lt;br /&gt;wonder if there will be rain after sunshine ?&lt;br /&gt;dont wanta find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways ! il start frm saturday.&lt;br /&gt;went to liannes for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;left for church, thn youth grp was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday, went for class. sorta.&lt;br /&gt;guess i aint so holy afterall ?&lt;br /&gt;hhaha, but since whn have i been holy ?&lt;br /&gt;anyway, was forced to go for class, but thn whn i got to church, decided to not go but instead fill my empty tummy.&lt;br /&gt;so went for late breakfast with tamara, andrea, enrique and mel.&lt;br /&gt;thn went home, slpt.&lt;br /&gt;headed for grandma's after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday, lets not talk abt the sch part. nth new there.&lt;br /&gt;went out with lois and clarissa after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tdy ! jessie came back ! whee.&lt;br /&gt;fun la, after sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to YOU ;&lt;br /&gt;life's been PERFECT so far. almost anyway.&lt;br /&gt;learnt not to listen to youre nth but foul mouth anymore, youre just not worth my time.&lt;br /&gt;think back on the past and youl find the answer. just dont come to me for it.&lt;br /&gt;i lead a happy life now, you dont bother me at all :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-111330182375848826?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/111330182375848826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=111330182375848826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/111330182375848826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/111330182375848826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2005/04/these-few-days-been-great-so-far.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7378594.post-111260852161879604</id><published>2005-04-04T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T17:55:21.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maybe il blog now.&lt;br /&gt;ive been qt happy these couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;dntknw why.&lt;br /&gt;though ive screwed pretty much vrythg. hhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoots ! im loving it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to MANTHA ;&lt;br /&gt;you stupid bitchy hoe ! boo still :D&lt;br /&gt;ALWAYS TALL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ! to the freak asses ;&lt;br /&gt;retarded ehh, you all ?&lt;br /&gt;now see WHOs the mature one ? hehh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7378594-111260852161879604?l=rapture_.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/feeds/111260852161879604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7378594&amp;postID=111260852161879604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/111260852161879604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7378594/posts/default/111260852161879604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rapture_.blogspot.com/2005/04/maybe-il-blog-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Kangya ♥ Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822619483653124981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
