I AM..

well. jia wen. nearly 15. BPGHS, BPMB, Eupho section.
I love orange. =)
someone who constantly teeters on the brink of normalcy.

STUFF.

ORANGE, evidently.
music, band, my section, my eupho.
MY COMPUTER. audie! haha.
my family and friends! xD

SHOOT.

people who attempt to stretch
the limits of my
tolerence.
usually they end up being snubbed.

MORE than WORDS



MELODIES

NOT APPLICABLE! if I was still blogging, I'd put PARALYSER by FINGER ELEVEN. hmph.

sweet ESCAPE



207worldPiece
.207! xD.

.steph.

.amelia.

.pearlyn.

.eleanor.

.michelle.

.ET.

.jade.

.Junhao.

.mrZhang.


3M1must
.3m1MUST!.


HPPS =))
.class6C'04.

.luke.

.stephie.

.junice.

.shukyee.

.clarissa.

.liuyi.


BPMB
.Yvonne.

.YongXiang.

.SiYing.=D

.hamiZan.

.ZhengWei.

.WeiLun.

.euphoSectionBlogxD.

.Esther.

.Weilun.

.Vivien.

.Huahui.

.Fiona.

.Shirin.

.Chubin.

.Joyce.

.fangYee.

.Laicheng.


otherFriends
.simin.

.amdeye.

.clara.

.hannah.

.gen.

.forFUN.

THANKS!

DESIGN
LAYOUT

Thursday, November 01, 2007
AWAITING THE VERDICT.
I told my dad the bad news over the phone. thank goodness he didn't flip out like I'd imagined. kept replying this scene in my head where everyone's head explodes when I tell them, including mine. tuition teacher is here, though what she is doing here after exams, I don't know. should'nt we be having a break? she's weird, coming to teach us after the exams. haven't said HI to her yet, because she may still be angry with me for not replying her SMSes and calls. she actually sent me a message saying that I am a very rude person for not blah-blah-blahing, zhen mei you li mao and whatnot. all in chinese, of course. she SMSed my previous tuition teacher (they're friends.) about my results, and she (old teacher) totally bombarded me with insults and lectured me (through sms, a waste.) on how I won't be able to get to JC if I fail chinese. HELLO, I don't plan on counting it into my L1R5, unless it's an A, obviously. don't know why, I'm feeling rather rebellious today. maybe it was the heart-cutting.
OH yes, we cut a heart. well, technically William cut the heart, being the only guy in our group. I only got to prod it a little. Hope the goat ghost does not decide to haunt me. Pat Joseph (teacher) was telling us about hearing "baa--baa--baaaaa" in the middle of the night. creepy. the heart felt nice! not trying to be a sadist or anything, unlike eleanor. she has developed some sort of fetish for hearts. dead hearts. yuck. it was tougher than I thought, and even the fats were all congealed and semi-solid. Can't wait to do it again. the last time I did a dissection was in primary 3. when we had to kill mice in Science Club (yes, I was once an avid learner) and cut them open. SO COOL. haha.
WHOOSH. the year is coming to an end. sadly, it's not a time for slacking, though I have this extraordinary urge to make a turkey. weird. well. time to go, I shall go down and tentatively (with a nice smile, of course) ask my tuition teacher if she's still mad. or not, I don't know. Will probably end up trooping back upstairs to do A maths before class. PFFT.
I painted the picture at
Y 6:30 PM