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She is unpredictable, frequent moodswings. Sometimes she’s nice, and sometimes she’s not.
Her name is Yan Ying. 90% of the world can’t pronounce it properly, simple as it seems. But no one really cares so they just call her YY. She is not fond of people with the same name as her. She turns 14 on 6th September and she loves her birthday cause it is a sex symbol. She was from Yew Tee Primary and is still proud of her school. She will never forget the class of 6D’07, or the batch of P6’07. She is currently an idiot in Nanyang Girls High and it is a love-hate relationship. She belongs to 202’09 which she, to be honest, doesn’t feel much for. She is a Theatre Club girl and is more than proud to be one. She especially loves Emo Batch♥, and looks forward to devoting her next 3 years to TCN with much optimism. She does ballet with more than just passion but she can’t do a center split. She is trying her best and is currently aiming for a far-fetched distinction for Grade6. She loves hiphop just as much though she’s pretty new at it. Her favourite sport is swimming and she occasionally plays basketball as a form of stress-relief. She likes to be tan and loves her swimming tan line. The piano, is yet another love-hate relationship. Like most teenagers, her hobbies include MSNing, blogging, and youtubing and facebooking. She loves shopping and doing random stuff like gaying people, jumping over railings, walking in the rain, and having completely irregular sleeping hours. Unlike most teenagers, she thinks that rap music is trash. She also thinks that she is getting old cause she hates the songs the average listens to these days. She can’t explain her love for oldies, country music, ballads, and sentimentals. Nostalgic songs are the best. Her favourite bands are Michael Learns to Rock, The Beatles and Westlife. She loves too many singers to name them all. “Forevers” are bullshit as of now. The night speaks to her the way no one else can. Her favourite thing to do is to curl up with a book on a rainy afternoon in her room, where she feels safest in. Her favourite flower is a black rose, but on the contrary, she likes rainbows and hugs too. She is always torn between two. But she is determined when she sets her mind on something, so she wants the world to shut up and believe in her. Just watch.Tag
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Thursday, November 17, 2005, 6:29 PM
The last day of SKOOL
4B is shattered. It's the last day of school but it's still ALIVE, mainly because of the class website which I'm still editing from time to time. I had guitar again today and we only got the play one-third of the song- part A. I practised all A, B and C but later the whole class only play A because of some irresponsible people hu neber practise. Sigh...Congrats me, guys. Congrats me. I have completed my mission. Writing Cinderella Girl. Heng Yi Wen gave me the deadline- 2dae, last day of skool. Heng Yi Wen was the first to read my entire story. She was my greatest supporter! :D. Thanks, Yi Wen!
The history of how I started Cinderella Girl:
It was early this year when I started writing my first 34 pages novel (I mean, A4 sizes pages). It was after the CA1, I think. Maybe, because I can remember the people sitting beside me playing um...Pokemon?? I was staring blankly at the classroom wall. I didn't know where the inspiration came from, but I took out a piece of foolscap paper and started to write. I wasn't that serious in writing at that time. I was just killing time. As I wrote and wrote, I found out that I lurbb it sooooo much. Writing. From the 1 page story turning into a 34 pages story. I had stopped writing for about already 3 or 4 years. You know, when I was about, say 7, all my stories were 1 page.
I will miss 4B alot, but I'm missing 3I even more. In my entire life, 3I is my fav class.
Memories of 4B...
Memories of 3I...
How I wish 5D was just like 3I.
But it's different. I know it's gonna be another rumor world.
In 3I, there was no rumors to be seen or heard.
3I is like 1 big happy family.
In 4B, it's a totally different case.
Rumors are seen and heard everywhere.
It's flying everywhere.
Fake ones...
True ones...
No one knows.
I'd love to make those rumors stop, but I need to try and stop myself first...