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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, March 01, 2011
will let nobody hurt you






Hi I'm here (as promised to the bunch of people waiting for me) to put up my wishlist to do so, so here you go.


* School bag
* Volleyball
* Wallet
* Starbucks Tumbler
* Collages/scrapbook/cards/letters
* Huggable soft toys
* Balloon/Flora
* *

(Okay that's all I can think of for now. I'll update when I can think of more stuff.)
(And I realised some stuff are just.. Idk they just somehow seem to be there every birthday to ease people from thinking of what to get. LOL.)

And try not to get me chocolates/sweets please, cos I still have a whole load at home trying to finish em' since forever till now.

Okay shoot my printer's not working, XT's being his pessimistic self again, need to hand in DE and hydrocarbon summary and there's PE tmr. ): Hope Meena/Zee replies so that someone can help print my chem lecture notes for tmr's lecture after PE.

To top it off, it's a mere 8 days till I turn 19. I sense a strand of white hair (they used to be gold strands of hair i guess) and wrinkly face growing and pimples popping from stress and impending doom HOW NOW BROWN COW. ):

But on the brighter side, I'm done with part 1 of complex. (part 2 seems to make me more complex than ever, but let me be happy for now)
And hello made in candy. Seeyou tomorrow! :D
Xoxo.