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mins.
Mrs Tan.
030687.
101% gemini.



♥ In march


03rd: our 2nd anniversary.
10th: Shanice's vaccination.
11th: Shanice turns 18 months!
22nd: audit.
26th: course at AVA Day One.
30th: course at AVA Day Two.


♥ Gossips



♥ Baby Shanice

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♥ music



♥ My Loves
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♥ Memoirs


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October 13, 2005
♥ 11:13 AM

graduation ceremony ystd. ahhh sit dere for 3hrs until my butt hurts. listened to endless speeches. 1 guy even said he will buy drugs from us if we say we are from nyjc. wad a speech harhar. den half de sch went up to get all sorts of awards. de grad ceremony wasnt reali touching or anything. except de video clip from de tutors maybe. some sang. some act cute. some held up posters. some intro brands chicken essence. interesting video. during CT willame thanked us for being his best class ever. arhh sadly i felt quite de opposite. tink we are de only arts class w/o a class tee. ahaha.

was reading wed's The New Paper dis morn. oh mans so saddening. a woman jumped to her death last yr wif her 2 baby daughters tied to her wrists. for de full report:

http://tnp.sg/news/story/0,4136,95867,00.html?

after dis. click on "her last words to hubby" on de right of tt report to read de poem she wrote to her hubby. wahh heart-wrenching. ='( [if u dun see it u gotta type her last words to hubby under search.]

"Why can't we just be a normal couple, You work, I cook, we have babies, you come home every evening we sit together and have dinner. Saturday and Sunday we go out with the babies. The babies grow up, we grow old, we attend their wedding, we have grand children. We grew older we sit in rocking chairs and we died peacefully?

It's a dream for me that will never come through."