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The Ballerina
The Ballerina
About me

In a place, where it was bordered on both ends by hedge.Suddenly, I could feel something glinting on the corner of my left eye. I rolled my eyes to the left. Then, I found an ornate mirror. Looking into the mirror, I saw my reflections. Into my eyes, I saw my past. My beautiful past.

About yourself.
My speech
JOcelyn
23 August 1987
Leo/Virgo
Chatty
Easy-going

My Wants
Pink,Yellow,Red, White
My Family
All my friends.. especially ** u noe hu u are
Spending time with my gals

i want this
i've got this


WisHlist
*a pair of jeans
*a sleek digital camera
*pamper myself and ma ma with massage session
*agnes b wallet
*agnes b totebag
*reach my ideal weight
*new lingerines
*new red hp
*belly- piercing done b4 birthday
*new spects
*a nice specially make birthday cake
*grow my hair longer
*enroll myself to unisim nxt jan
*have more savings
*being assign to a good doctor
*buy a crumpler bag for 2nd sis
*a treat to swensens for youngest sis
*watching sunset or sunrise
*have time for more volunteering work
*be nice and not flare up easily
*a shopping trip to bkk
*a splendid birthday party
*body scrub
*body lotion
*new MP3
What you hate.

Talkings
Chit Chat Everything in the Sun.



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Archives
My footsteps

♥April 2008
♥May 2008
♥June 2008
♥July 2008

My DarLinKs
BYEBYE

Ferfer"`
Warrior"
xin"
pauline"
nadeera"
vanessa lim"
anis"
van sng"
stephanie"
sjanice"
melvin"`
Dragon"
wanhua"
huiqi"`
cuyanie"`
terence"
anntonii"
jiawen"
ayunie"
steven"
angeline"

Music
Lalalala




Credits
Don't delete this part.

x o x o


Wednesday, May 28, 2008
My beautiful past. I were once a ballerina.

yesterday was my graduation.. woke up very early as i got to reach school by 8... met up with shuqin at seragoon mrt.. we took train all the way to clementi and took bus 154 to school..think we were late for about 20 mins... by the time we reach school, ppl were already sitting in the room with their harry potter gown on..but who cares.. haha.. i went to the toilet to relieve myself, while shuqin changes her top...

my seat no was m8.. m7 was jonathon and m9 was hongbei.. was so happy to see everyone again..

my parents did not attend the ceremony as they were both busy.. intially i dint feel anything.. but when we walk in the room and other parents starts taking pics of their children..a surge of dissapointment overwhelms mi...

was rather sentimental yesterday.. nearly cried when i saw mr lim in the video, boon yen on stage and while taking the nursing pledge.. 3 years... so fast.. i finally pull over all obstacles and reach the shore.. no more toturing attachments..common test and exams.. and the everyday 3 hrs to and fro school.. but i will miss all my friends..

tks all my wonderful friends who cheered and clapped their hands when i was on stage.. poly life would'nt be the same without u guys..we love and hope for the best for one another.

memories will be kept...in my heart... where all of u belong...

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