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Jacqueline Catherine Rostan.
stop laughing at my surname.
i don't understand politics
but i think obama is hot
:)
I'm gay and i like to hug
don't run away from me
i'll find you
:D
♥
Jacqueline Catherine Rostan.
stop laughing at my surname.
i don't understand politics
but i think obama is hot
:)
I'm gay and i like to hug
don't run away from me
i'll find you
:D
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Sunday, November 1, 2009 @ 6:06 PM
Things
when sister was here(:
i miss her
if she sees this she'll say 'F U,i won't miss you.you smelly'
or something
>.>
(15 min ago)
@ 3:08 PM
Life
is not interesting
exam is not entertaining
mundane task of sitting in your desk
head buried in books and worksheets
phone calls
messages
all cut to the minimum
everyone is busy with their own things
how i wish this ends quickly
an end that will lead to a new beginning
an end filled with joy,fun and laughter
oh Olevel
please be over
Sunday, October 25, 2009 @ 11:37 AM
1 more day
to the start of O level
and to be honest
i'm getting nervous
when i think about the English paper tomorrow
my mind is in a whirlpool of chaos
my palms turn clammy and every single breath i took feel like solid bricks
and of course
i'm exaggerating
tomorrow is English paper after all
i still feel that i have to brush up on my English
comparing myself to others
to my classmates
to the rest of the Singapore students
my English is way below standard
we HAVE to impress the Cambridge markers
yes that's what we should do
we should write about
laksa
chicken rice
durian
Orchard ion
Kiasuness
Kayponess
of singaporean
write about Singapore
instead of
'Immanuel gazed lovingly at Isabella, she was beautiful. Her sparkling blue eyes, her strawberry blonde hair, her aristocratic sharp nose.'
something like that anyway
we should write about
'Ah Hok scrutinized Ah Mei from the end of her hair to the tip of her toe and he scrunched up his nose in disgust. never before in his life, that he'd met such a prideful girl, oblivious to her own obnoxious attitude and her way-below-average looks. They had first met when Ah Hok's girlfriend, Ah Li, wanted to introduce to him her best friend. He had no complaints of course, there was no harm in making new friends, especially if they all were as sweet and amiable as his girlfriend.
"Making a first good impression" definitely does not apply to Ah Mei, but oh boy does she know how to make an entrance. Ah Hok had been waiting for almost an hour when he saw a flustered Ah Li walking briskly towards him. "Hi!!i'm so so sorry dear, Ah Mei was not done with her make-up". And as he saw Ah Mei, he knew why it took her so long, it seemed as though she was painting and plastering her face with powder and blusher. Ah Mei sauntered into the coffeeshop, her chest and rear-end sticking out proudly of her skin tight clothing. Her black tank top clung tightly to her bulging blubber in the middle area and her high waisted skirt, well, it went way above her mid thighs and it was shorter than the boxer Ah Hok was wearing. Plopping down onto the yellow stool, Ah Hok was so transfixed upon her hair that he did not notice the fly swimming helplessly inside his kopi-o. Her hair reminds Ah Hok of a charred beehive, and it was so big that he swore she could get away with thieving by hiding items inside the mane. Ah Hok was thinking that, she and her hair spray alone could have been the reason why the ozone layer has a gaping hole.
"Sooo, you're Ah Hok ah?", Ah Mei purred seductively and bent down slightly to give him a clear glimpse of her ample breasts.A shiver ran down Ah Hok's spine, and he felt bile rising to his throat. it was clear that Ah Mei was trying to entice the dashing and suave Ah Hok. Ah Mei batted her eyelashes, which seemed like they were taken out of a paintbrush due to their thickness. She pouted her fat and full lips which reminded Ah Hok of two wet rubber sliding across each other. "
okay
too lazy to continue
eeheheheheheh
tell me if you want more of Ah Mei~♥
Friday, October 23, 2009 @ 10:55 PM
Twitter
is useless unless you're a celebrity
i mean
who would give a damn whether you're queuing for food
or waiting for bus
or cut your hair
or is eating
shitting
showering
screwing
we WOULD careif you're REALLY
famous
not some
other public figures
unknown to others
only living in their own world
being deluded that they are truly famous
why?
number of readers on their blogs
let me inform you my dear bloggers
if your blog loads slowly
because of some particular reasons
like well
too many graphics and pinks and BLINKS need to be loaded
the internet cant really take it
and maybe due to too many pictures
whereby your nose looks like a penis
or videos
that shows your huge eyebag
people would keep refreshing the page
so that they can check for updates in your blog
to laugh
at
you
:)
okay anyway
back to twitterism
overrated
seriously.
why would you need to update whatever you're doing
too much time huh?
go study
or if you really can't do it
sadly for you
just send a tweet to god
to not let you fail your exam
;)
ciao!
and
it's @god okay?
:)
Tuesday, October 13, 2009 @ 12:50 PM
ohiiiiiiiiii
ohiiiiiiiiiiiii
it's 13 more days to the start of O level
eeeheheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Friday, October 9, 2009 @ 11:05 PM
Graduation day
thank you 404
Thursday, October 8, 2009 @ 8:21 PM
Graduation
the first thing that entered my mind this morning was
"it's graduation day tomorrow"
i stared into the darkness and this sentence repeated in my head
over
and
over
and over again
how i wanted to cry and wallow in depression
how i wanted to call my friends and tell them how much i would miss them
how i wanted to stay in that position
not moving
not thinking
wishing for the moment to freeze forever and ever
just so i can stay with them
forever and ever
many moments were shared together as a class
but not many were cherished
many moments were missed out together as a class
and almost all are not cared for
now that our time together is going to be over
some of you might recall the fun we had
the laughter we shared
the tears we are going to shed
Dear Mrs Wong,
thank you for being you
thank you for being our form teacher
i'm sorry for not treating you well
i'm sorry for being rude to you
i'm sorry for not being attentive in your class
i'm sorry for not appreciating the things you've done for us
i'm sorry
now that i've finally realised that my attitude was not the best when i was with you
it's all too late
i will not have the chance to make up for it
maybe tomorrow
when i request a picture with you
you would smile that silly smile of yours
and maybe
just maybe
you would forget about the things i've done or said to you
just maybe
you would remember me as your student
i have failed as a person
i have failed as a student
Dear Mr Low,
thank you for being you
thank you for teaching us chemistry
thank you for inviting the class to your house
we had tons of fun
the laughter
the singing
the mooncakes
and pizzas
you're so caring
always reminding us to do homeworks
always asking us to study
thought it's always about chemistry
we thank you
thank you for the effort you've put in
to photocopy the worksheets
to snatch the PD periods
though you called us 'gong gong' and 'born losers'
we did nothing
we merely laughed
because we knew
that you wanted to spur us on
for the race has not yet finished.
Dear Mrs Pang,
thank you for being you
thank you for teaching us physics
thank you for
the hugs you've given
the laughter you've caused
the green heart you've knitted
the extra lessons you've given to let me catch up
i've improved
and i hope i'll make you proud on the day when i got the A1
i'll flash you the score
and my smile
to let you know
that your efforts have paid off
that you're a good teacher
a caring mentor
Dear Mrs Toh,
thank you for being you,
thank you for teaching us Maths
you're a good teacher
a grandmother
definitely not a stranger
you loved us
you cared about us
and we truly appreciate what you did
you are cute when you smile
and i hope you will do that more
because we would want nothing but bring smiles on your face
Dear Miss Tans
thank you for being you
thank you for teaching us SS,Bio
the lame jokes
the funny faces and gestures
they are so you
nothing much can be said anymore
thank you for the laughters.
Dear Miss B,
thank you for being you,
thank you for teaching us English
you have scolded us
you have praised us
you have high hopes for us
and we would definitely not let you down
let us set the record
let us be remembered
because
we're 404.
Dear friends and classmates
what more can i say
the elation has been mentioned
but let me emphasize
on how you guys have made a difference in my life
this might be the last time i will meet with you people
but it certainly will not be the first time i will be grateful for meeting you all
albeit time and feelings might change
memories
will never be erased
one day has blurred into the other
time passed by too quickly
in a blink of an eye
it's time to say goodbye
Things
when sister was here(:
i miss her
if she sees this she'll say 'F U,i won't miss you.you smelly'
or something
>.>
(15 min ago)
nigel says (6:03 PM):
you can you smell smth?
got car explode!
i immediately went to the balcony and took the pic
ohohohohooh
ah,the joy of having a neighbour(:
you can you smell smth?
got car explode!
i immediately went to the balcony and took the pic
ohohohohooh
ah,the joy of having a neighbour(:
and this
is the 3rd floor in the school
._.
water fountain<3
is the 3rd floor in the school
._.
water fountain<3
okay
back to Venice.....
back to Venice.....
@ 3:08 PM
Life
is not interesting
exam is not entertaining
mundane task of sitting in your desk
head buried in books and worksheets
phone calls
messages
all cut to the minimum
everyone is busy with their own things
how i wish this ends quickly
an end that will lead to a new beginning
an end filled with joy,fun and laughter
oh Olevel
please be over
Sunday, October 25, 2009 @ 11:37 AM
1 more day
to the start of O level
and to be honest
i'm getting nervous
when i think about the English paper tomorrow
my mind is in a whirlpool of chaos
my palms turn clammy and every single breath i took feel like solid bricks
and of course
i'm exaggerating
tomorrow is English paper after all
i still feel that i have to brush up on my English
comparing myself to others
to my classmates
to the rest of the Singapore students
my English is way below standard
we HAVE to impress the Cambridge markers
yes that's what we should do
we should write about
laksa
chicken rice
durian
Orchard ion
Kiasuness
Kayponess
of singaporean
write about Singapore
instead of
'Immanuel gazed lovingly at Isabella, she was beautiful. Her sparkling blue eyes, her strawberry blonde hair, her aristocratic sharp nose.'
something like that anyway
we should write about
'Ah Hok scrutinized Ah Mei from the end of her hair to the tip of her toe and he scrunched up his nose in disgust. never before in his life, that he'd met such a prideful girl, oblivious to her own obnoxious attitude and her way-below-average looks. They had first met when Ah Hok's girlfriend, Ah Li, wanted to introduce to him her best friend. He had no complaints of course, there was no harm in making new friends, especially if they all were as sweet and amiable as his girlfriend.
"Making a first good impression" definitely does not apply to Ah Mei, but oh boy does she know how to make an entrance. Ah Hok had been waiting for almost an hour when he saw a flustered Ah Li walking briskly towards him. "Hi!!i'm so so sorry dear, Ah Mei was not done with her make-up". And as he saw Ah Mei, he knew why it took her so long, it seemed as though she was painting and plastering her face with powder and blusher. Ah Mei sauntered into the coffeeshop, her chest and rear-end sticking out proudly of her skin tight clothing. Her black tank top clung tightly to her bulging blubber in the middle area and her high waisted skirt, well, it went way above her mid thighs and it was shorter than the boxer Ah Hok was wearing. Plopping down onto the yellow stool, Ah Hok was so transfixed upon her hair that he did not notice the fly swimming helplessly inside his kopi-o. Her hair reminds Ah Hok of a charred beehive, and it was so big that he swore she could get away with thieving by hiding items inside the mane. Ah Hok was thinking that, she and her hair spray alone could have been the reason why the ozone layer has a gaping hole.
"Sooo, you're Ah Hok ah?", Ah Mei purred seductively and bent down slightly to give him a clear glimpse of her ample breasts.A shiver ran down Ah Hok's spine, and he felt bile rising to his throat. it was clear that Ah Mei was trying to entice the dashing and suave Ah Hok. Ah Mei batted her eyelashes, which seemed like they were taken out of a paintbrush due to their thickness. She pouted her fat and full lips which reminded Ah Hok of two wet rubber sliding across each other. "
okay
too lazy to continue
eeheheheheheh
tell me if you want more of Ah Mei~♥
Friday, October 23, 2009 @ 10:55 PM
is useless unless you're a celebrity
i mean
who would give a damn whether you're queuing for food
or waiting for bus
or cut your hair
or is eating
shitting
showering
screwing
we WOULD careif you're REALLY
famous
not some
other public figures
unknown to others
only living in their own world
being deluded that they are truly famous
why?
number of readers on their blogs
let me inform you my dear bloggers
if your blog loads slowly
because of some particular reasons
like well
too many graphics and pinks and BLINKS need to be loaded
the internet cant really take it
and maybe due to too many pictures
whereby your nose looks like a penis
or videos
that shows your huge eyebag
people would keep refreshing the page
so that they can check for updates in your blog
to laugh
at
you
:)
okay anyway
back to twitterism
overrated
seriously.
why would you need to update whatever you're doing
too much time huh?
go study
or if you really can't do it
sadly for you
just send a tweet to god
to not let you fail your exam
;)
ciao!
and
it's @god okay?
:)
Tuesday, October 13, 2009 @ 12:50 PM
ohiiiiiiiiii
ohiiiiiiiiiiiii
it's 13 more days to the start of O level
eeeheheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
spongy says byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
:DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
:DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
Friday, October 9, 2009 @ 11:05 PM
Graduation day
thank you 404
Thursday, October 8, 2009 @ 8:21 PM
Graduation
the first thing that entered my mind this morning was
"it's graduation day tomorrow"
i stared into the darkness and this sentence repeated in my head
over
and
over
and over again
how i wanted to cry and wallow in depression
how i wanted to call my friends and tell them how much i would miss them
how i wanted to stay in that position
not moving
not thinking
wishing for the moment to freeze forever and ever
just so i can stay with them
forever and ever
many moments were shared together as a class
but not many were cherished
many moments were missed out together as a class
and almost all are not cared for
now that our time together is going to be over
some of you might recall the fun we had
the laughter we shared
the tears we are going to shed
Dear Mrs Wong,
thank you for being you
thank you for being our form teacher
i'm sorry for not treating you well
i'm sorry for being rude to you
i'm sorry for not being attentive in your class
i'm sorry for not appreciating the things you've done for us
i'm sorry
now that i've finally realised that my attitude was not the best when i was with you
it's all too late
i will not have the chance to make up for it
maybe tomorrow
when i request a picture with you
you would smile that silly smile of yours
and maybe
just maybe
you would forget about the things i've done or said to you
just maybe
you would remember me as your student
i have failed as a person
i have failed as a student
Dear Mr Low,
thank you for being you
thank you for teaching us chemistry
thank you for inviting the class to your house
we had tons of fun
the laughter
the singing
the mooncakes
and pizzas
you're so caring
always reminding us to do homeworks
always asking us to study
thought it's always about chemistry
we thank you
thank you for the effort you've put in
to photocopy the worksheets
to snatch the PD periods
though you called us 'gong gong' and 'born losers'
we did nothing
we merely laughed
because we knew
that you wanted to spur us on
for the race has not yet finished.
Dear Mrs Pang,
thank you for being you
thank you for teaching us physics
thank you for
the hugs you've given
the laughter you've caused
the green heart you've knitted
the extra lessons you've given to let me catch up
i've improved
and i hope i'll make you proud on the day when i got the A1
i'll flash you the score
and my smile
to let you know
that your efforts have paid off
that you're a good teacher
a caring mentor
Dear Mrs Toh,
thank you for being you,
thank you for teaching us Maths
you're a good teacher
a grandmother
definitely not a stranger
you loved us
you cared about us
and we truly appreciate what you did
you are cute when you smile
and i hope you will do that more
because we would want nothing but bring smiles on your face
Dear Miss Tans
thank you for being you
thank you for teaching us SS,Bio
the lame jokes
the funny faces and gestures
they are so you
nothing much can be said anymore
thank you for the laughters.
Dear Miss B,
thank you for being you,
thank you for teaching us English
you have scolded us
you have praised us
you have high hopes for us
and we would definitely not let you down
let us set the record
let us be remembered
because
we're 404.
Dear friends and classmates
what more can i say
the elation has been mentioned
but let me emphasize
on how you guys have made a difference in my life
this might be the last time i will meet with you people
but it certainly will not be the first time i will be grateful for meeting you all
albeit time and feelings might change
memories
will never be erased
one day has blurred into the other
time passed by too quickly
in a blink of an eye
it's time to say goodbye