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Hey! This is Jesmine but there are a thousand and one others out there who calls her Jia Min too! She's (finally) 18 and is more than happy to be showered with gifts on the nineth day of the third month each year. She's currently mugging in Nanyang Junior College with a bunch of cute people in 1002, but she still loves and misses her alma mater, TKGS together with her dearest 4e1 very very much. She ditched her 4-years long CCA, netball, for singing - both in choir and as a soloist (Just don't ask her to sing Don't Cry For Me, Argentina. It's Marisa's new ploy to watch a free show! And I know poor Bren's sick of playing it!) She's been stuck in Alto 2 in choir for a good ol' 5 years while her dearest conductor is still deciding whether to leave her there or transfer her somewhere else, but she takes the performing role of a mezzosoprano as a soloist (and communicate her 3-octave range using her perfect pitch to her rocking friends who in turn gives her nicknames of innate objects such as tuning fork, piano and amplifier. :/) Oops, she nearly forgot to mention that she was a part of the Superwomen(Student Welfare) committee of the Prefectorial Board back in the good ol' TKGS days. She's awesomely proud to be an Latter-Day Saint, and savouring her last year as a Laurel before she gets kicked out of YW. She loves her family and friends to bits, and in her (very little) free time, adores chilling out with her friends, attend concerts, shopping (and window shopping too. Money don't fall from the sky, y'know.), singing, tinkling on the piano, blogging, FBing and there's so much more she'll prolly need a thousand pages for her to fill up her "LOVES&HOBBIES" section. Flowers, cute huggable soft toys, helium balloons and (hand-written) letters and notes are some of her favourite things.♥

PS: I can/can't believe you just spent/wasted 5 minutes of your life reading her introductory speech. Btw, she LOVES people who tag on her tagboard, so do make sure you let her know that you were here! Have an awesome day anyway! (:






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Words from Before It's Too Late by Goo Goo Dolls.

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Tuesday, May 05, 2009
Silver lining; A sunshine after rain.

NOOOOOOOOOOOO! I don't believe it.
Or rather, I choose not to believe it.
Why did things have to end this way?
I don't understand.
How, do I carry on from here.

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After an endless stream of tears coupled with a couple of "cheer up, get on your feet and try again" conversations, I realised...
It's time I ought to wake up and get on.

Thank you,
for the lovely flowers Fiona & Malian.
for spending time after results revelation Serene, Ruth, Gloria, Sharon, Rachelle, Weilin, Chiwei, Jianing, Noelle, Charissa, Charmaine...
for lending me your shoulder to cry on Serene, Gloria, Kenneth.
for lending me your ears/time to rant my frustrations and despair Leslie, Ee Chien, Ruth, Kenneth.
for attempting to boost my morale again Leslie, Kenneth and XT.
for all the words of encouragements, for the time spent together, NYJC choir.

Things that I have inevitably promised some people today.
1. To pull myself up, get on my feet and try again.
2. To never ever give up, cos it's only the beginning.
3. To have more confidence in myself.

I will try, I promise, because I hate seeing so many people worried about me. I must not be selfish anymore. D:

For now, it's back to academics.
And I will go for choir exco interview tomorrow, as promised.
I will try.
Xoxo.

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You make it so hard for me to live without you being there.