tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52467962011-04-21T15:46:00.813-07:00jasminenoreply@blogger.comBlogger251100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5246796.post-958926782003-06-21T07:37:00.000-07:002003-06-21T08:03:53.000-07:00

Ahh. Feeling damn crazy today. I went to the playground just now! Haha. Can you believe it. I got the swing! Yay. I got it before anyone else was there. Well actually I think everyone had gone home. haha. The swing is the only nice thing in the playground. The rest are lousy :P. I remember at band bbq I was like running to the playground and shouting I want the swing I want the swing and when we

jasminenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5246796.post-958643832003-06-20T08:03:00.000-07:002003-06-21T07:29:59.000-07:00

News flash! Handphone found missing. Last seen at band bbq. Please call 12345678, our multipurpose line, if you find it. The reward is--1 fry?--2! 2! Next up, we have. What do we have? *shuffles through notes and not-too-obviously sneaks a few into the bin* Two lunatics reported seen in taka in the toys section oohing and aahing over the baby toys! After investigation the police have confirmed

jasminenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5246796.post-958546222003-06-19T23:47:00.000-07:002003-06-20T00:08:35.000-07:00

It's amazing how some things really get around. How people actually bother to pass them on. Just received two emails I got quite a long time ago sent back to me. From a totally different group of people. Feel guilty for all the mails that people created so it would go around but I didn't bother to send them on. Well. This is stupid I forgot what I wanted to say. Sometimes a lot of ideas flow

jasminenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5246796.post-954271222003-06-07T22:59:00.000-07:002003-06-07T23:00:32.000-07:00

Can't they all just let me plan my own time. It's bad enough I have to do what you tell me to. You still have to tell me WHEN to do it. Shit. And the piano teacher knows I hate the piano now. She was quite nice, like encouraging me and all that. She said I could take I break if I wanted to and continue next year or something. Right. Like my mom will let me. Oh ya that lecture about not using

jasminenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5246796.post-951523142003-06-01T06:56:00.000-07:002003-06-01T06:57:47.000-07:00

I was feeling damn short of time today. I had this feeling I had lots to do. Even when I was watching TV I was staring at the clock to make it slow down and hoping the show would hurry up and end. Not that it wasn't nice, I wanted to finish it. But it was like oh man they should be getting to the ending soon like NOW so I can go do my work. Then it wasn't much fun. Then when I was playing the

jasminenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5246796.post-949228472003-05-26T20:21:00.000-07:002003-05-26T20:28:47.000-07:00

I cried a lot Sunday night. I just suddenly started crying. Then I managed to stop. Then I started again. And again. As in, I just suddenly felt very hopeless and lost and just angry at myself. Why don't I get anything right. Why don't I ever get to do anything I want to. Why do I keep regretting doing whatever I wanted to do. It's like this is a really lousy point of my life lorh. I got like so

jasminenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5246796.post-945227152003-05-17T21:02:00.000-07:002003-05-17T21:03:35.000-07:00

They just don't get it. I don't want that stinking cert. I tried telling them last time but they all go oh it's the last grade you should just finish it. Whatever man. I don't actually care lorh. As in. This year I got totally sucky pieces. Oh man oh man. I'm going to fail anyway. Doesn't make much of a difference if I just give up like like now. Saves so much time since I can't pass. Sheesh. Oh

jasminenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5246796.post-944514152003-05-16T07:45:00.000-07:002003-05-16T07:51:09.000-07:00

Lalang is green lalang is green. Oh man lalang is green. I shall never look at lalang again. Stupid lalang. No wonder my arms felt prickly. There were cuts all over. Shit it. Then now the cuts are like hurting again cos I just washed my whole arm without knowing they would hurt. Oh man. This is stupid. I shall not look at green again. Lalang. Eww. I got this really terrible headache now. Like

jasminenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5246796.post-942408182003-05-12T19:35:00.000-07:002003-05-12T19:47:09.000-07:00

I'm trying to memorise Portia's speech of mercy. Don't ask. I can't remember that much. I'm only half way through my part after like half an hour. Oh talk about irony. Like half the world knows I'm always broke. Fine not even half the country knows me. But that's not the point. The point is, Portia's rich. And I'm poor. And she's smart. She actually managed to memorise her whole mercy speech.

jasminenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5246796.post-939168162003-05-07T02:05:00.000-07:002003-05-07T02:05:56.940-07:00

Argh I think I'm going to get like those kind of sickness that makes you all spacey. I can't remember everything I do now. I was trying to remember what I did that day and I didn't know at all. Dunno. I seem to just float through the days without really going through them at all. I just remember hazy images like I know eyeballs and I were doing indiv together in the drama t but I can't remember

jasminenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5246796.post-938392222003-05-05T19:37:00.000-07:002003-05-05T19:37:04.160-07:00

I couldn't breathe at all lorh. As in last time I could breathe, only there wasn't enough breath. This time there was like something pressing against my chest and ya. I couldn't breathe. Whatever. I thought I was going to collapse and die. Obviously I didn't. Sheesh. And I failed too. I was like thinking this is stupid I don't care at all I should just drop dead since I can't pass it anyway. And

jasminenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5246796.post-937023882003-05-03T06:04:00.000-07:002003-05-03T06:04:40.263-07:00

wouldn't it be much simpler to just drop dead

jasminenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5246796.post-936534072003-05-02T07:58:00.000-07:002003-05-02T08:11:01.000-07:00

Yarh just read through the finished book. Remember how emm wanted to tear those two pages out. Don't know if you were serious about it. Anyway we managed to stop you :). And I'm glad we did. I wasn't sure why I wanted to try to help stop you at that time. But now I know. It's cos it is also part of our life in rgssb. Her being there. Although she left quite early and I'm not exactly her best

jasminenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5246796.post-936005352003-05-01T08:57:00.000-07:002003-05-01T08:59:58.000-07:00

I decided I don't want to do the photoshop heading for this layout. It feels like pure laziness to me. But I think it is because I just know I'll ruin the whole template. I hate it when this happens. Do something you are really proud of. Then when you want to make modifications, you don't dare to because it might spoil the whole thing. It happens all the time. And...dunno...just don't want to do

jasminenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5246796.post-934631282003-04-29T06:18:00.000-07:002003-04-29T06:26:19.000-07:00

We were playing together. Adriel Yap was watching and when we finished he was like "Very nice," and we were just like er...oh...whatever. Then they came and said good job sec 2s! Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thank you that really meant a lot to us. We were jumping about and screaming. Strange how same things, when said by certain people can mean so much more. But we never seem to have

jasminenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5246796.post-933239052003-04-26T19:54:00.000-07:002003-04-26T19:57:25.000-07:00

Hmm if I get into a car accident. And met god. And I had a chance to choose if I wanted to live or die, I seriously wouldn't know. As in, what am I supposed to choose. Like they each have their own good points. And bad. Death would be peaceful but I would never see all the familiar things and people ever again. And I know I'll miss them. Especially the people. Living would mean I get to see all

jasminenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5246796.post-932977342003-04-26T08:12:00.000-07:002003-04-26T08:43:03.000-07:00

Stupid. I just fall asleep on the sofa when I get home and when I wake up at about 11 she's screaming at me. Crazy woman. I didn't practice the piano and she acted as if I'm going to drop dead if I don't practice for one day. I didn't have dinner and she didn't even ask if I as hungry she just went on screaming and screaming about how I haven't practiced the stupid piano. But I wasn't hungry

jasminenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5246796.post-930202542003-04-21T19:38:00.000-07:002003-04-21T19:42:00.000-07:00

hi~ jasmine dosen't know what to write... so im helping her write... having com studies now..the teacher rox... and siok should get a blog. having science test later.. haven't memorised the valency table yet. woohoo~ i rawk too... yay... now you can go figure out who i am. :P anway it was gek haha i memorised already you lousy. I didn't finish the maths test. I left the last question blank :P

jasminenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5246796.post-922688622003-04-08T21:26:00.000-07:002003-04-08T21:26:57.840-07:00

My fingers are all red from practicing the piano. And they hurt. Why am I doing this for a piece of paper. How on Earth does a human brain work! ...

jasminenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5246796.post-922050002003-04-07T23:24:00.000-07:002003-04-07T23:24:42.090-07:00

I have trouble with this few bars of my exam piece. Everytime I get there and get really scared, I stumble. And fall. I just can't help it. Then just now there was once I was distracted. And I just whizzed through the whole part without stopping at all. And I didn't notice it until I finished the song and realised I just played that part. Correctly. It's really horrible. Like this mental pressure

jasminenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5246796.post-921506622003-04-07T07:36:00.000-07:002003-04-07T07:36:25.043-07:00

happi burfdae wanxian =)

jasminenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5246796.post-921333682003-04-06T23:41:00.000-07:002003-04-06T23:47:57.000-07:00

Her laughter is so fake. It suddenly crashed on me like a waterfall and I couldn't stand it. Everytime she laughed I would remember I had thought her laughter fake. I mean, why does she have to laugh when she doesn't mean it. Like she was just laughing to humour me or something. Or she was supposed to laugh. Or just for fun. It isn't real so why does she do it. It's not like she had to and she

jasminenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5246796.post-920881452003-04-06T06:42:00.000-07:002003-04-06T06:42:48.543-07:00

Watched the 6.30 news. The only things the news reported were about sars and about the war. What do you think of this sars. Actually I'm also quite scared I get it. Could die from it but this kind of things, maybe is ming4 zhong1 zhu4 ding4 one. Like you never know when you're going to die maybe I'll die soon but I wont know until I actually die. So a bit too late for regrets or anything. Must

jasminenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5246796.post-920272972003-04-04T22:09:00.000-08:002003-04-05T00:28:26.000-08:00

Yay! I decided I couldn't wait until school reopens since they extended it. But I want to use photoshop for the heading. Shall wait...or I could download the trial version or something. Shall wait and see :) Thanks yiqing for telling me the codes for the colours I needed for this layout :) I was too lazy to find the list :D Sheesh. Now that I look again, I see...homework. Sighz. Can't wait for

jasminenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5246796.post-920209912003-04-04T19:42:00.000-08:002003-04-04T19:42:20.903-08:00

testing layout. Wish me luck :)

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