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Sunday, March 14, 2010

" When I came to, I found myself face to face with a skull. I screamed and tried to pull away but couldn’t. Looking up at my body ( Why wasn’t I looking down? ), I realized I was bounded tightly with ropes. After a few seconds of puzzled panic, I noticed another rope around my ankles, and it dawned on me that I was hanging upside down.

“The world looks different from there hmmm?” A voice boomed behind me. I twisted around trying to catch a glimpse of my captor. He was a tall ageing man wearing a lab coat. When he flashed his mad smile, I could see his obviously crooked teeth. I felt a hand coming at my face and knew immediately. Knock out. "

The extract above is from the essay I'm writing for the commonwealth essay competition. Kool. Haha. Anyway, yesterday was fund fiesta cum scrabble mania. Kinda bo liao cause people were busy doing their own things, but everything turned out quite ok. I was late for school and I was dumb enough to think I would get booked. My dad drove like super fast.

After the scrabble, was the carnival. Sian. Badge not done, people not paying money. I bought this stress ball thingy for $2. Support ying ying. I did not manage to go 4A's haunted house. Ps! Damn queue. So long. One point of time, min hui, melissa and I were throwing airplanes down the 4th level. Fun!

We managed to start a little of the class painting today. Jiayou guys! We were the slowest to paint lah. Everybody paint le then we paint. Anyway, I saw rachel and finally talked to her. After 3 years. She damn funny.

We had senior wind ensemble and it rocked! Well, not all lah. But mostly. After which, i caught a movie with trumpet batch mates and jun ping and bryan. A bit sian. But laughed quite alot! Haha. Joke. End of the day.

You are cute to the max! Moron. Make me fall in love with you.

@ 1:13 AM




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Footprints on my heart.

Trumpeter

Hi , my name is J-O-E-L.
I love eating Music ( especially symphonies! )
Trumpetering is a must.
I love to touch and kiss her ( My trumpet ).
I love you!
Each and everyone!

Dreams

Pursue a profession in trumpeting
Solo concert
Do better in studies ( genuinely )
Marry Her
Stay happy and world peace!

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