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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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Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Too many tears


The feeling of getting this slip of paper was just... Overwhelming.
Controlling my tears was just so hard. (I ended up leaning on Sam's shoulder trying hard not to make it obvious.)
True, 55 ranking points (excluding the 10points for PW) won't get me even close to a local uni at A levels, but passing every single subject and getting promoted solely through my merits feels so... I can't describe it... (And it's so frustrating not being able to substitute with a word here.)

(I apologise for being so emotionally unbearable these few weeks because they're major things in my life just happening altogether and there's simply no gap for me to breathe. This is so emotionally draining.)

Smsed the closer people and half-pranked them at the top half of the message that I didn't make it (teeheehee!) before disclosing that I did in the second half, so major number of em' texted back later saying they nearly got a heart attack/scared/heart popped out/i can't remember (I'll print screen the smses tomorrow. I love the screensnap app on my phone for this matter. :D), with Fee and Charm calling me after receiving the message. Fee was telling me how her heart nearly popped out when she saw the first half while Charm was just screaming over the phone (FYI, she was at the airport) about how she was so freaking worried and her head was bombarding vulgarities until she scrolled down and realised it wasn't real. Teeheehee. Missed Marisa's calls, I'd prolly give her a ring tomorrow, though I'm pretty certain she's gonna scream at me for making her jump too, heh.

It's just completing J1 yet I feel terribly indebted to so many people. My family, cousins, seniors, friends and juniors who've been there for me in every aspect you can possibly think of. Thank you for the being there physically or mentally, be it emotional support, study dates, cheerup session, hthtalks, long (i.e beyond 2 hours) SMS/MSN/phone conversations, lunch and dinner dates, etc. You guys have made 2010 bearable and endurable for me which would have otherwise be mentally torturing.

I am very blessed, because the Lord never once forsaken me by giving me the best people at the best time of my life to conquer the odds.

To you guys out there (you know who you are),
Thank you, and I love you. :)
From yours sincerely,

Xoxo.