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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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Wednesday, September 29, 2010
I'm like a shooting star, I've come so far


(Thank you for the card/letter and chocolate, (slacker) Shuan! Completely unexpected, and it certainly made my day! :D)

Okay shoot I'm always breaking my hiatus, but last time, I promise.
Today marks the official last day of school before promos begin and also the last institute session of the year (and I hope I don't have to make up lessons!)

Well, it's been a rather crazy year, and if I could use three words to describe myself at the beginning of the year - 'tattered and torn' would have probably been the most suitable phrase. I felt anguish, agony, pain, hurt. Repeating a year is no child's play. The only consolation (the constant reminders from guys: "You don't have to go for NS!", so I guess I'm a year faster, lol. It didn't help when I lost a couple of friendships throughout the year due to the various reasons - most of them drifted off. Not that I didn't try to keep them, but I guess as the saying goes, it takes 2 hands to clap. And again, quotable quote - people change along the way. Sometimes, learning the true colour of people really hurts, but I guess it's part and parcel of life.

Nevertheless, I've people who stuck by me through thick and thin, especially through the ardeous (3/4) journey of the year (thus far). Without their help, advices, concern, physical, mental and emotional support, I can't fathom the idea of the year passing through so quickly and less painfully. It was a painful falling down, but with pillars of support, I'm almost at the end of the tunnel for the year.

I thank God for my wonderful family - the immediate and the extended who were my physical and mental pillar of support throughout this lifetime cos I know without them, there's no way I could have landed this far - getting into a JC and being able to do what I loved most. And even when I crossed my first major obstacle and having decided to take the painful path, everyone were still so supportive of my final decision and lending a hand whenever they can, which is one of the reasons why I could still stay on my 2 feet to this day. Words just can't express my gratitude.

I thank God for genuine friends, for the people who have never left my side.
For the friends I had not only for a season, but for the whole and the rest of my life.

During your deepest trials, you know they'll be there rooting for you, spurring you on till you reach the end of the tunnel where the light shines brightly.

Thank you EC, Sab, Oli, Gabz, JY, YJ, Mare, Fi, Deb, Sa, ZY, K, Polar Bear, Meng Hui, Sak, Mike, Myra, Salted Pig, Shuan, YE, Marie, Manda L, Ally, Malia, Nana, Zee, (just to name a few), for being there when I needed someone the most, for being there not only during the good times but the bad as well.
Not just one, two or even three season. Close friends for a lifetime (:

(I'll do the thanking on an individual basis at the end of the year cos it's the time of the year where I'm free too! :D)

Superficial friends go, but true friends stay whatever the circumstances is. :D

Mugging (and htht later) with Oli and Gabz at Macs today was awesome as usual, and crazy Gabz and I played the perfect pitch game on Oli's 4th gen iphone - it's the battle of the sexes of the most imba perfect pitcher! So far Gabz hasn't beaten my score of 304 notes at one sitting. (304 cos I pressed a help buton which restarted the game. Wasted. But Gabz hasn't hit the 200th mark yet, heehee.) Oli, if you see this, ask you bf to hit 305 (though he said 400 but I think I can't wait, heehee!) so that I can continue playing to beat his new high score! XD Well, apart from playing that the mugging session was pretty good too. :D I did do my work. :D

5days to promos.
This is will definitely be the last time you'll see me here till the 12th Oct @ 3pm.

Wait for me. (:
Xoxo.