one sees clearly only with the heart
what is essential is invisible to the eye

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Jacelyn. The slightly deranged teenager getting ready for the zombie apocalypse, also addicted to sugary/sweet stuff and junk food. MLIA.
Longer profile & list of links.

Head first; / Jurong Point; / iPiC - The end; / iPiC; / Start of June Hols; / Last day; / Universal Slackers; / MTP; / Meet-the-parents eve; / Down with the moral majority; /
MerLim's wedding;
Saturday, June 6, 2009

You'll never know the way it tears me up inside to see you;

Paiseh didn't update yesterday...
So now, what do the critics say about MerLim's wedding?
Ok.
6A kids who were there:
Elis, Kay, Sam, Ham, Zhuzhu, Jacob, Aileen, Sziyun, Chels, Trish, Connie, SF, Suping, Helen, Jaz, Cheryl, LX, Clar, Phoebs, Nana, Dixin, Rae, SL, Millie, Sherrie, JM, Yours Truly.
Somehow, I cant rmb whether Mel went... Oh well.
Met at West Coast Plaza (formally known as Ginza Plaza),
Outfits:
Sziyun looks like a runaway bride.
Jaz looks like some gypsy dancer.
Kay was wearing a shirt too long for him and pants too baggy for him, making him look SHORT.
JM wear looks like go park walk walk.
I looked like a complete ninny.
So, walked to the Bible Church;
What happened inside the church/comments:
THE BRIDE LOOKS SO PRETTY.
MerLim should go train his voice.
Dixin should bring more sweets.
I should have brought my beloved cam.
Good; the people talking had a sense of humor...
So, the reception!
First thing I went to attack the fruit punch, then the CHOCOLTE FONDUE.
Ate lots of marshmallows!
Tried out the diff types of desserts and satays...
The rest of the food didnt try...
Then we gathered as a group and ran off, TO WEST COAST PLAZA!
What happened: ran up escalators, walk everywhere, go Popular, bought cookies...
And ran somemore...

Darnit.
Tution later...
Need more songs for MP3...
ARGH.
I realised I'm not blogging like I used too...

When we were young, our parents taught us to walk and talk, now they make us sit down and shut up.
When you blame our generation, have you thought, who raised us?


Gosh, many of you people have already guessed, and most guessed correct.

I'm becoming more and more of what I abhore.
Mission, To save that who hates me.

Stick&Stones may break my bones;
But words will never hurt me.
timeforyoutogiveup.





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