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Biography


JOY
nanhua high school
ex-kemingnite
SAXOPHONIST in NHSB
102 '07
202 '08
302 '09
403 '10
11SH11 '11'12


71 words

Typing Test



Wishlist


Selmer Mark III Model 62 Alto
Gemeinhardt Model 3SH Intermediate Flute

2013: all these kinda seem redundant, guess we all have different likes and hobbies and perspectives now.



Monday, March 23, 2009
woahhh. tired.
syf syf syf syf.
it's stuck in my head.

bad tone.
pulse too slow.
all over the place.
mr tan fed up.
running notes buay pass.
haish.

siannn. holiday hw havent finish.
heck care lah.
heng tmr can miss hcl and math cus we're going to sch!!
NO. it's not sch. is SCH.
=] singapore conference hall. -.-

ARG. and we still have to study for chem n physics test.
dieeee. i dunno wad the hell qualitative analysis is abt.
yea lah. the cations still quite easy. just crammmmm everything in ur head can liao.
anions.. urg.

ss. mrs sabah was takling about healthcare.
SADD. TMR GOT FPSP!!!
SOB. my grp is with jingyi and haixin. which i'm not too looking forward to.
and then mrs sabah was talking about wards. A class, B class, C class.
wahh. A class so shiok.
one bigg room to urself. but i dont like. later very lonely.
but. if B class got like 4-5 ppl. which means a bit too crowded. C class. hahahaha. 12 ppl in one room.
lols. why am i talking about wards. not as if i'm going in or wad. choi. touch wood.
mrs sabah also discussed about the principles of governance used in the population policies.
then haixin said leadership is key. =.=
LOL!!!! LOL!!! WHY WOULD LEADERSHIP IS KEY HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH THAT?
ok lah, indirectly, yes. but... must go around a lot of rounds before rounding back to 'shoot' the question then can.
BUT ANYWAY!! it's so darn cute!!!
hahahahaha.

SPEAKING OF WHICH.
I FEEL OBLIDGED TO MENTION THIS STORY.

one fine day, the class of 302 went down for pe.
then we saw a very nice black underwear that was rather tiny.
and it happened to be in the captain's area tt day in the parade square.
(the girls were playing captain's ball)
and, well, fyi i was the captain tt day. =.=
i think i stepped on it at least 3 times.

so, yong tao and the others decided to prank haixin. so some brave soul brought the underwear up and threw it on haixin's table. -.-
and yea, given his nature he didnt get mad.
so he pinched the underwear to.. i dunno where it went.

then like during recess, we were having a nice discussion about underwears and boxers.
(yongtao, eurona, haixin and some other guys)
Eurona: eh haixin, the underwear yours ah?
Haixin: no... i cannot fit inside (LOL, so tan bai)
*laugh laugh laugh laugh*
Yongtao: haixin, u were boxer or wad?
Haixin: no lah. underwear. boxer don't have my size.
*laugh laugh laugh laugh*
Eurona: eh yongtao u guys got spongebob squarepants de boxer ah?

hahaha..... haixin is rather cute i think.
always blur blur one. and he's so frank lorh.
doesnt keep things to himself =]

jocelyn... how?
haish. i dun wanna go. but i dun wanna make u suffer.
later u cannot go overseas.
BUT IF WE GO WE'LL SUFFER WHEN WE COME BACK. T.T

bio was surprisingly pleasant today.
i mean.. yea. mdm yong actually can make things interesting by being mean.
today she kept telling us stories. dunno why.
but they're interesting lah.
and she told us if we have the time we can actually disect frogs!!!
WHICH I AM SO LOOKING FORWARD TO.
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
sadist.

sheesh. mr kennard seah go liao.
ok, all along i thought he's kenneth.
until i saw this handwritten farewell letter of his pasted on the notice board.
hahs... he's so sweet.
and to think i was dreading bio lessons.
i guess he's the one who made me look forward to bio lessons this year (until today, cus mdm yong suddenly so nice)

dang i got cut by paper.
urrgg. must be bio lessons.
cus we were tearing the OATAS. (LOL I WAS HAVING FUN TEARING JIACHEN'S)
i had a hard time showering today.
darn. it hurts so much when the water touches the cut.
and i just realise i got another paper cut. not so bad but it's still there on my other hand!!

ok. now for band.
yea. screwed up.
mr tan said our band was playing at silver standard.
and he kept saying we were slowing down.
butttt. it looked as if he was speeding up cus when he on the metronome it wasnt tt fast.
aiya dunno lah. he's the experienced guy.
something tells me we ain't even at silver standard. bronze, perhaps?
sheesh.

ADDICTED TO HARRY POTTER!!!
lols. eurona and i spent a super long time talking about harry potter.
hahahahs. it's brought back fond memories of the book!!
so i'm deciding to save up to buy the full set.
but not now lah.
i'm broke after straightening my hair.
sobb.

tmrrrr. need to report by 7am in the band room.
piang ehhh. so early.
sigh. cant wake up -.-

SCHEDULE:
5am; wake up.
5-5.05; brush up.
5.05-5.30; put in contact lens. (i think i too long never wear liao. today i wasted 1 contact cus it didnt like my left eye.)
5.30-5.45; tie hair.
5.45-5.50; play with furgie.
5.50-6; gel my hair.
6-6.15; eaaat.
6.20; leave house.

LOL. fancy posting this here.