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.Tuesday, March 13, 2007 ' 3:40 PM Y
you used to be the reason, for my smile.

hahas. i suddenly feel like taking a pic of everything i find interesting and posting it with added comments =] and i haf so much stuff to say. so sorry abt my long and naggy posts.
but i still haven't even started on my hw yet. and i've got loads of it.
yes, i like to procrastinate and slack.
i haf decided to get started on my hw.
but 1st, lemme comment on smth.
my second sis whom i share a rm wif ish going to university soon. and she promised to pack the rm and her table and shelves for me. and yesterday was her off day but we went to plaza singapura to get her earphones and we went to grandma's hse 4 dinner and later she went over to her friend's hse. so she came back at 11.30 and wanted to pack de rm =S
so, i had to slp wif de lights on. which wasn't very nice. i had enuf of it when she was taking her o and a levels.
and now when its my turn that little miss priss wun even lemme hide under my blanket wif my table lamp to do my stuff.
i used to do my work in the bomb shelter until we finally went to ikea to get me a pathetic foldable table. which is currently occupied by my laptop, table lamp and books. which leaves me only a teeny weeny space do do my work. which is definately nt enuf, nt enuf tuu even fit my pencil case. and the bomb shelter became a storage centre for all my books.
and my rm ish darn cramp. me and my sis got the master bed rm cos we had to cramp in 2 beds, 2 wardobes a huge bookshelve with a table, 2 stack drawers, 1 piano and my foldable table. and lots of other rubbish.
going back to last night, my sis promised that she'll clear her table for me to do my work. but when i woke up this morning, her table was still like that.



and her shelves? was still occupied with her so many assesment books.
its a wonder she didn't get straight As and 10 distinctions for her o and a levels. the way she studies. haii. so very different from me.
i was like, slack slack slack. even thru psle. go sch come home eat lunch play maple sleep wake up watch tv eat dinner. at 11.30 pm? rush homework -.-
yes, i was like that. my psle results were a miracle.
now i hardly haf the time and energy to on the television. that is, during school days.
anyways, i shld be starting on my hw now. i suppose i just haf to do it on the bed. or chuck all the stuff on my foldable table somewhere like the bomb shelter.
so, homework time. *groans*

sayonara さよなら =]

ps: i wonder how my sis plays the piano










THAT GIRLY

Joan Chan
thirteen'
110594
sngs
1 Justice
snsb trombone

web counters


HER WANTSY

nike sling bag
myuk sling bag
new wallet
bigger pencil case


HER LOVESY

God
family
friends
sngs
1 Justice 07
1 Justice 07 counsellors
snsb, trombones



SCREAMY





EXITSY

Min Yu
Wen Xin
Claudia
6A (rvps) 06'
Jessica
Karen
Jolene



MUSICY

high school musical - breaking free
high school musical - start of something new


high school musical - we're all in this together


michael learns to rock - you took my heart away


death cab for cutie - i will follow you into the dark


the fray - how to save a life


nick cave - where the wild roses grow


barry manilow - can't smile without you





THE LYRICSY

As the deer;

As the deer panteth for the water,
So my soul longeth after you.
You alone are my heart’s desire
And I long to worship you.

You alone are my strength, my shield.
To you alone will my spirit yield.
You alone are my heart’s desire
And I long to worship you.

You're my friend, and You are my brother
Even though You are a King.
I love You more than any other
So much more than anything.



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