Tales

Hello and Welcome

Hey there, welcome to my humble home. I guess the current reason you're staying here is because you want to finish reading this sentence. And magical beings do exist, here I'll show you:

Anyway, this is supposed to tell you how to navigate around, there you go:
GIRL = My profile page
STORYBOOK = My blog entries
CONVERSE = My comment page
ESCAPES = Links to all my crazy friends.

There, its my dictionary so all of you can know what goes where and it wont be so confusing trying to understand my language.

You're welcome.

That Girl

Hi, I'm Janice. Puppies are amazing creatures. School is the worst building ever created. What were the builders thinking? Music's beautiful. And no, Music is not a person. I mean MELODY MUSIC. Okay? Jeez, whats the matter with you people. Anyway. Have a wonderful day and may butterflies and rainbows follow you wherever you go.

help?

Written on Wednesday, March 11, 2009 | back to top

Please wait as your computer generates Janice's stress and complaints...
Analizing...
Access granted!
Please look down :D

Harya, just very wuliao, just ignore the thing at the top. Gahh...
I wrote so much for my anti-drug essay! I think you supposed to have maximum of 300 or 400 words and I wrote 600 words... is something wrong with my lappie? GAHH...
I'm not used to writing essays or compositions. But I'm used to writing stories.

POOH!
Why can't we have any amount of words we want? It's so discouraging if I want to be a writer next time. Have to write so little words. Well anyway I don't want to be a writer :D.

I hope they can expand the maximum number of words I can write.
Tsk, who wants to write with so little words?
NOT ME!

So it'll probably be better if they just allowed us to have more than a maximum capacity of 300 or 400! I'm already writing 687 words... hummphh... and after decreasing, I left with 500+ words. This is maddening.

This much of words in this post I write might already be 200 words or something. So irritating right? Oh and don't count.

Oh and my beloved art piece flew away into a land where I don't know where it is. I got another black board from Mrs Chen when I was about to finish! Just one last step and it's done. Yeah, it just had to run away... NOOO... COME BACK!

I spent don't know how many decades working on that thing. Okay lah, just spend the whole of art lesson on the thing. *Sigh*, nevermind, I'll make another one or my group might strangle me to death or something because I will get my group points minused and Mrs Chen minus super a lot of points. Never hand in artwork= -30 points. I remember that was what happened. Okay, enough talking, I have to get started with that piece of black cardboard and just hope that the other dingy piece of black cardboard would just come back. Okay, so maybe I shouldn't have called it dingy, but why did it have to run away? So naughty right?

Converse

Hey there bloggers! Before tagging, please note to press enter once. The message will not appear but click the refresh button of the cbox to see your message or click converse again. Sorry for any inconvinience caused, but there are some problems with my cbox. And note: YOU MAY NOT WRITE ON MY BLOG JUST TO LINK YOURS IF I DONT KNOW YOU. YOU WILL BE BLOCKED. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. Happy tagging (:

Escapes

And here is a list of people willing to put up with my crazyness. Go ahead, click on one if your really that desperate to leave me and my insane blog.

Friends:

Lydia

Ren Rong

Carol

Ellenie

JiaCai

Eugene

Kyne

Wei Hao

Jing Xuan

Joey

Thinzar
Family:

My sister (Esther):

Credentials

Oh, my sister got tired of my previous blogskin and decided to make me a new one. So here, this pretty purple skin is made by her.
And this is her blog and all her stupid pictures.
And this is her blogskins account. So you can go support her blogskins. But I don't think she even logs in anymore.

Past Entries

You enter a large library filled with big book shelves. And you're pretty sure that this maniac doesn't read books. You slowly creep up on the shelves and slowly investigate, as you reach out to seize one of the pretty books, you get an electric zap, then a threatening voice, presumably a device in the book screams out, "please enter password." In a panic, you drop the book and rush off. You quickly stuff the security locked book into the back of all the other books, and scurry off, pretending nothing happened.