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.Sunday, May 18, 2008 ' 10:30 PM Y
;all the things i'll never say.

yeah. hellohello ;D
im freaking tired now. so im seriously gonna spare myself the pain of writing out the whole level camp thing. you know.. like those insanely boring diary entries; DAY ONE: we went.. and did...
yeah. THAT kinda thing.
maybe interesting; but i seriously cant stand reading them. let alone write.
blah,.
it was fun. yep? the food sucked though. what a pity; we were all like, super hungry.
and we did realllycool stuff like FENCING. ohboy. we really got suited up with the black mask and all, took the sword thiingy; wired up ([i got tangled up in the process=p. but then again, all these little weird things always happens to me, don't they? (: ] and we FENCED. ohboyyy. it was freaking fun. toobad it didnt last very long. hmm. then silat. yeahs. that was fun too. 'cept that i was super mean to my partner cheryll. kinda whoopie-d her. and she was screaming here and there. then the instructor told us to switch over ( being; the one attacked just now will become the attacker) then cheryl turned and gave me THIS LOOK. and i was like, gulp. then the instructor said it was time for revenge. okkay. i'll spare the gory little details :/ but everytime i screamed, cheryl would go like, sorrysorrysorry, then release her grip. so nice la she. i feel MEAN. oops): anywayys, then the indian dance thing. wheehha.(: quite fun i guess. but super funny to see people; GUYS from my class dancing for a change. WHEE(:
then, gamelan. quiiiite okkay(: fun. blahs.
then we went to pasir ris park; where we were supposed to travel from station to station; complete and move on. that sort of thing. yup. that was super tiring. still need run from station to station. but looking back, yeahs. it was pretty fun (: then fusion night prep; first two nights was about two hours per night, but third night was 6 FULLFULL hours. tiring sia. dancedance(:
but super fun.
but then loads of people got injured. like the guys; but they were like, still continue dancing on and on. freaking touched sia. i mean, they just continued on for the class despite everything.they just put aside the injuries and did it. like, WHOA. they were all super great and all. they were all amazing; the whole class. . .. so yeps: if anyone from oneidylla 2oo8 sees this; you have to know that i love u all.
hannah. rachel. seehian. cheryl gan. cheryl chua .winnie .meilin. xinrui. isaac. bryan. amanda l. amanda wong. jaime. zhixian. weiwen. candice. maverick. jiatai. renhao. siew wei. timothy. kenny. shuisong. junhao. zhan ning . qinni. celine. t sihui. mikooo. shihui. myint myint. whaitheng. L sihui. weilun. shimin.
yupp. there it is; the class of pupils always in my heart. cheesy; i know.
but seriously.
you guys all rawked, ya? i dont care whatever they said, i don care whatever happened;it doesnt matter and frankly i don really give a freaking damn. we are not pathetic. so yeah; people claim that we are. but so what? they are just slow to see how freaking amazing oneI actually is, right?its just that; you all are seriously amazing people. and we were stringed together to form this seriously amazing class. ( with a seriously amazing class tee.) reallyyyy(: mrs toh saw our class tee and was like, NICE(: whheees. thanks RACHEL for desiging class tee. and to all those injured/sick people; get well soon, guys(: yup. i love you all(; i mean, really. it isnt everyday u meet a class of wonderful people. it really isnt everyday. so yeah; i can't say how freaking grateful to be in oneidylla instead of any other class. oneidylla. thats it. all i want (:
okkays. thats it. shall be cheesy no more. back to this; somesort of a LIFE.
hmmmm. kinda sian nowadays after camp; next week is electives week no school so yay(: but that also means no 1I. i miss the class already. and its kinda sad that level camp is.. POOF and over. so freaking fast. gonna miss flooping on the bed watching tv while waiting to bathe; miss talking late into the night and sleeping in the next morning, miss those inedible dinners (yeah..lol.) the item prep time at night with oneIDYLLLA. . . the cheering in the bus; the riddle solving; the laughter, e laughing. the fooling around. the super fun memories. and the tears
lol.yup. sorry for getting all emotional and stuff. but seriously.
okkay. yup. thats it. i;ve been winding around. but really, the whole meaning is just cause i love my class
i LOVE ONEIDYLLA o8'
yesh i do, okkay? (:
thats it. imm gonna stop writing like, here. and get on to do whatever it was i on-ed the com to do =p OHYEAH. sis not in spore. flew off to china for two weeks. SAD can! house will be super quiet. not to mention she havning fun while i stay home and sian around. LOL. take cares and and come home quick!!
L-O-V-E,
GINA(:

oneIDYLLA is very. very loved.
thanks for making the camp so fun
thanks for always being there
thanks for adding laughter to my day
thanks for making school worth going to
thanks for giving so much for the class
thanks for doing so much for the class
thanks for the memories made
thanks for bringing 36 people together
thanks for touching my life forever
thanks for just existing
thanks the times spent
thanks for the love so STRONG
thanks for the family.
36 voices. 36 hearts.
one family.
.one IDYLLA.
`we are family.







WHO, ME?;
GINA
15

hullo,
most days, there isn't a rain cloud.
really.
i dissect myself here, sometimes.
and i usually do strange things to my correction tapes.
i would be fulfilling all my childhood dreams now,
if i hadn't forgotten all of them.
i'm afraid of many, many things
but i'm not afraid to be afraid of them.
i have a nose, a mouth and two eyes.
but of course, this is the internet.
i could be an anorexic penguin or something and nobody would even know.

take everything with a pinch of salt
(and a slight dash of sugar).




!SCREAM OUT.Y

yada yada yada. oncemore.


WHO, ME?Y

hello nice to meet you too :D


ooh; funky.

` i am sweet &and sour fourteen. and i want to be twentyone. but im okay with fourteen too.sorta.(:

` singlicious(: but unavailable. ><

` RSSIAN ;SIXONE07 .DHS.TWOIDYLLA.

` i don't post often unless i'm on a roll. but you didnt have to know that

` i moodswing like any other girl; but my moodswings are really, swinging.

` i love ferb. and oliver james. and channing tatum. one has green hair; the other two don't. O:

` my future is ZOMG™. or at least i seriously hope so.

` somethin' bout me-i absolutely adore chickflicks& chicklits.
those who don't believe in love&happyendings can go boil their tawny little heads.

` i hate posting about my day.

` i hate (too) posting about trips in day one, day two, day three formats.

` i secretly want a pure breed pony like any other girl. sorta.

` i love lists/listing. except when it comes to life. unpredictable is my middle name. among many others.

` i hate waiting in line.

` i love it when my turn in the line comes. especially if i'm buying food.

` chocolate is my middle name, my life and my substitube for just about anything. no shit.

` candy is mediocre. sweet stuff and what not. (chocolate doesnt count as candy.)

` next year i'll be fifteen. taylor swift sang about that before. O:

` when i'm sixteeeen, i can swipe my card at the dudes infront of the theater for nc16 shows(: sweet!

` i hate watching movies online but i do it anyway. desperation drives a girl forth.

` gachk. i'm not usually that desperate. it must be some good show, hunh.

` smileys are an absolutely must. and they do not count as punctuation sheesh.

` tiaras and toppings- a must if i ever become royal.

` i am. kinda. teehees.

` writing is my middle name. creative arts and what nots.

` colours maketh a woman so if you have a thing against them, steer clear!

` tatty teddy's aweseomly cute. all abandoned bears should end up like him.

` i don't have a favourite colour; unless pen-colour determines so; pink&purple wins hands down

` someday i will fall in love. do not laugh; it is very unfunny.

` and yes, i often burst out into song.

` i bounce around alot; gravity can't keep me dooooown!

` the pen is invariably mightier than the sword.

` i habour the ability to blast your brains over the floor but i practice regular self control.
most of the times.

` i am not-so-secretly in love with whipped cream. i lick that stuff when no one is looking/ infront of the whole world. who gives a shit, really?

` i love the way you blend dairy products and chocolate bits and cream into awesome double chocolate frappes.

` i crave for doublecheese burgers once every week. at situated times.

` i am a romance writer in the making. sorta.
for those who don't believe in love- i hope you fall head over heels one day and i'll be there to say 'i told you so.' *snarl*

` happyendings are usually overrated.
but not entirely impossible.

` a perfect guy, on the other hand; drat what are the odds?

` with music, comes dancing. or at least embarrasing, futile attempts that will not see the light of day(:

` with dancing, comes crazy, bubbled up giggling. but pretend i didnt say anything.

` i feel woozy and slurred after i pop small triangular pink pills. just so you know.

` maybe i'll even go blond someday.

` sometimes my life is a bad sitcom. mismatched ironies; cliches and what nots.

` i don't drink cooler/bottled mineral water unless absolutely necessary.

` i devour books. and i'm never truly full.

` correction tapes too. there never seem to be enough for me graah.

` i have a thing for skinnyties(:

` i love anything in mini/bite-sized; most of the times.

` i find myself subconsciously owning a heckload of red objects. heaven knows why O:

` i adore late night talks with special people.

` i honestly can't give good advice and everything i predict screws up/ doesn't come true. you have been warned.

` i love walking&talking. long dreamy stretches that edge on forever.

` i can't stand cryptic people but i love being cryptic.

well,
i dance in the shower and sing in the rain; i twirl around people and run towards food; fall head over heels for anything particularly cute with a smart mouth; and eat hotdog buns before the actual hotdogs. i have an overactive imagination and crazy action-packed dreams.
i hate using umbrellas and got tangled up in a disposible raincoat once.
my spelling is screwed up.
cucumbers and celery are exceptionally unappealing.
i never wanted to be a disney princess when i was young. still don't.
when i'm crazy about somethin' i go all out.
i'm only organized for certain things.
i will absolutely not tell you who the posters in my room are of.
i have a thing against floral prints
i do alot of nuts& bolts when i'm alone(:
i'm abit freaked by cats.
i have a thing for ribbons;
piano is my other profession.
i have a thing for black.
i eat tomatoes& apples whole& raw.
i can't recite the alphabet backwards since i'm struggling with forward already.
i'm half-nocturnal. sometimes full.
i love doodling. it's my part-time occupation.
daydreaming would be the full-time one.
i can't ever remember my dreams at all and half the time it annoys the shyt out of me.
i can't learn languages. seriously.
i get into heated arguments/ name-calling with the voice in my head. usually cranky snapping on my part :X
i cannot watch horror films. so sue me.
i love tracing paper and sketchy markers.
i am not quite so fragile-.-
there are two sides of me; the other only some has seen(:
i am truly not all glitter and rainbows.
i am a sucker for romance and what nots.
my evil twin runs loose somewhere.
so whatever it is; it's probably her fault.
i am me.
i'm kinda side to side. fickle and cranky one hour; happy and intoxicated the next.
the weight of the world is never on my shoulders.
it doesn't take much to blow me away;
but it takes a lifetime to comprehend me.
even for myself.
;/ especially for myself.
` i do alot of crazy shit.


but you know; it's a phrase. we'll grow out of it, they say. it'll pass eventually and they will all grow up, people say. but,.
a phrase? maybe.
what if these are the best part of our lives?
people come and go and be judgmental about a lot of things; but it's not a phrase, this time.
it's just me and you.
against the world.
life is so very short and should be wasted on chocolate and good books.
sing in the shower
and dance in the rain.
occasionally;
break the rules and bring down the house!
ohyes, we rule the world; phrase or not.

this ain't entirely a phrase; this is just us.
who we are.
may the memories never end.
not in this lifetime.
or the next.



FOR TEENAGERS WHO WILL LIVE ON AND ON!
>toast<
` and yes; we're forever

DOORWAY TO NARNIA;Y

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