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Friday, February 23, 2007 ; 10:26 PM {♥}


SUPPORT AALTEAM (:

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Cause we just have to hate those ah lians :D

Let's support this team of brave people who stand up for the non-twit talkers in singapore. Thank this people for showing us the evil faces of the underworld: young teenage girls exposing too much flesh with ultra mini skirts, girls having pre-marital sex and smoking away, thinking it's cool.

The bloody doings of the ah lians are too much. Let us see them in the light of truth for once, who they really are. We must see the truth as soon as possible and stand in line with the AALteam in recovering the perfect english we've lost.

Cause I want to say goodbye to all the brainless twit talk X)

June. Jingjie(:

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Friday, February 16, 2007 ; 8:29 PM {♥}

I can feel it.

I can feel your love for my new blogskin. Well, there's some kind of problem that I'll see to so if you can't see it right now, I'm so sorry.

*evil laughters*

June. Jingjie

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Wednesday, February 14, 2007 ; 7:26 PM {♥}

Happy valentines, people(: Here's a v-day goodie from me. I love your presents!

sunlight of a sunset.

It was raining again. Raindrops pattered onto the window glass, trickling down and merging with others to form a small stream. Big, troubled purple globes stared intently at the small rivers on the window glass. Raven haired Wayne sat up abruptly as his heart missed a beat on hearing shattered glass. They were at it again.

“You’re not going to be home again?! You’re going to have dinner with that little vixen, aren’t you?”

“There you go again! Always on and on about some non-existent little vixen! I’m going for a company dinner! Is that so hard to understand?”

Wayne stared, anger burning dimly in his eyes. His parents were at it again and all he could do was to stare and stare and stare and stare… He crossed his fingers behind his back, praying so hard that his they would stop and actually notice his presence. That would make them stop. But they didn’t. Clenching his fists, Wayne turned back into his room. He was tired of them, tired of quarrels, tired of yelling, tired of everything! But if you had to describe this eighteen year old teen with one word, it’d be ‘afraid’. Afraid? Big boy Wayne couldn’t possibly be afraid! But so he was. And he was terrified. Why can’t he have a loving family like everyone? He’d curl into a small ball like a defensive kitten and hide under his blankets, listening and waiting, afraid to hear the word “divorce” come out of their mouths. He hates this… so much.

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“Wayne, could you give me the answer to this question?” Mrs. Prim screeched in a terribly sharp voice.

He smirked, opened one eyelid to glance at the question in chalk and closed them again. These questions were an easy feat. Full with confidence he slipped out of his seat, hands tucked safely in his pockets and strode over to the board. Scribbled down the answer and swanked back, not without throwing that annoying bat head an arrogant smirk of course.

“You are lucky today.” Mrs. Prim muttered, marking the question with a tick of pink chalk.

He had always been like this, cocky and arrogant, always acting like a bastard; giving everyone his famous smirk that bought quite a number of girls’ hearts. But this was never who he really is. Everyone took one look at him and thought that he was just another cool guy with his ass shoved up his face, another one of those fan girls’ targets. But was he really? Only she seemed to know… She was Elyssia, the new girl who just transferred from Australia. A pretty girl with big blue orbs and long orange hair, quite an eye catch, I must say…

“Hello everyone, I’m Elyssia and I just transferred over from Australia. Nice to meet you guys.”

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Yes, he saw her for the first time, at least that’s what he thought, and he found her familiar. He figured that she took an interest in him too because later, she slid into the empty seat beside him.

“Hello, the one from Mars.” She mouthed when he glanced at her.

The one from Mars? Why was she calling him that? And then it struck him, a memory of ten years ago… They were in Australia for a vacation. It was before the many wars started. He met her at the train station in a part of Albany. She was lost and was crying real hard, so hard that her face was all squeezed up and red. He reached out to her with concern.

“Hey, what’s the matter?”

“Who are you? Why should I tell you anything?”

“You can tell me alright. People from Mars are good to share secrets with.”

Ever since, they met up everyday. Playing and having fun. Innocent feeling sprouted until he suddenly left. Without a note, or an apology, he just disappeared into space and he never came back. So now she’s here, to find the one from Mars.

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That Australia vacation… He would never be able to have such a vacation ever again. His parents were ruining his life. She probably never had such problems, she was probably luckier. And he hated her for that. She looked so happy and her smile… so beautiful. He could feel his insides burning with an absurd fire and all he managed to do was try to ignore her, but she still managed to catch him…

“Wait up, Wayne!” She caught up with him at his lockers, “Do you… hate me? Why?”

Why? What a funny question! Isn’t it rather obvious? At least it was to him himself. He didn’t want to admit it but the jealousy growing within him is now undeniable.

“Because I hate how you can be so carefree and happy! How can you smile like you have no care in the world?! Heaven’s not fair!”

“Wayne… I know about your family… And you know what? I understand. I truly understa—“

“You understand? Don’t act like you know me so well! We’ve only met for a week and it was ten years ago! You will never understand!”

He stormed away, just like that and never answered her anymore although she continued to stay by his side, silently accompanying him. She decided that it was enough to just bathe in his presence. It could have been like that for along time… until that day. It was after school and he left without his bag that day because he flared up at her during the last lesson and just had to storm out suddenly. He strolled towards the class and he heard voices. He stopped at the door, concealing himself behind the pillar. He didn’t want to eavesdrop but their subject caught his attention.

“Elyssia, did you come here alone or with your family?” Alicia the nosey girl started prying into other people’s matters again.

“My family… I don’t think I have one; just a lousy dad with a messed up woman whom I’d rather not call mum.” She laughed it off casually. “I don’t need them. I really just want my real mum, staying by me. But my old man refused… So I came alone.”

He stood there, stunned by her words. This was what she meant by “I understand”. She was just like him: one with a broken family. He walked in briskly and sent the nosey girls an evil glare that made them excuse themselves hurriedly. They had to talk, he had to apologize. The class was now empty and she looked at him. For the first time, he truly saw what lay in the windows of her heart; sadness was buried in the deepest of her eyes.

“You should have told me, about that.”

“That? Oh, that. You stormed off before I had the chance to say.”

He clenched his fists; he knew that she was awfully right. He grabbed his bag and turned, beckoning her to follow with a wave. Outside, the cherry blossoms were in full bloom and pink snow fluttered all around.

“I’m sorry.”

She turned abruptly to look at him, the sudden softness in his eyes. Why the sudden apology? He was never so nice. But wait, what was she thinking? He is so nice and always was. It was just that he hid this fact. She knew from the memory of ten yeas ago.

“Hey, don’t worry about it! I’m really fine!”

He sent her a stare but she knew that he didn’t really mean it. She will never forget the softness of his eyes at that moment.

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Ever since, it got better. He was ever so nice to her, always waiting for her after classes, always having lunch together, always together. Everyone could see that he changed and it was for her. He could even give her an occasional smile, something he had never did for a long time. He used to only give that arrogant smirk, but he wasn’t like that anymore. And that was how he fell for her and her for him.

That day, it was under that cherry blossom and bathing under the sunset’s sunlight, they shared their first kiss.

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the end.

Like it? Have a happy v-day :D

June. Jingjie(:

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Friday, February 09, 2007 ; 10:10 PM {♥}

I was a naughty girl for a day.

I didn't do my homework that day. And I feel bad about it. How should I say? It's weird cause I've never cared about such matters and now I feel so bad about it. Maybe homework has placed itself as one of my responsibilities. That is probably it. And to have myself say that, I'm quite happy, to tell the truth. I'm one step closer to being a responsible and nice girl. Someone whom I aspire to be but am not. I wonder why I'm trying to change myself?

Is it because I'm not happy with myself or maybe it's lack of confidence. Both seems to be a better a answer. All I know is I do not have lovely aspects like "Kindness", "Beauty", "Talent", "Virtuous". And all these are what a refined woman is like. A perfect woamn is like this. And I guess I'm just really dissapointed in myself. Why wasn't I born perfect? They say nobody is perfect... But I sure wish I was. What can I do to boost my confidence?

June. Jingjie

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{♥}to do my best in everything
{♥}slap her & her !
{♥}get 3.4 GPA and above :/
{♥}stop losing hair!
{♥}new wallet
{♥}new phone with decent camera
{♥}shopping!
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{♥}learn to play the french horn!
{♥}be a guitarist!
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