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.


Our Generation
Do you know any meaningful and wonderful songs that singers sing?
I know that Mariah Carey has a wonderful voice, used to sing beautiful songs, but doesnt any more :(.
Taylor Swift has nice songs.
I really love her songs. But she reuses the same tune for all her songs that I get really tired of listening of them.
Dont worry, shes still great although she reuses her songs.
Carrie Underwood.
Awww, shes really sweet. You should listen to her songs. Its really meaningful. And some of them are really saddening:
Old man, hospital bed,
The room is filled with people he loves.
And he whispers don't cry for me,
I'll see you all someday.
He looks up and says, "I can see God's face." :'(
When she got to that part, I could have sworn I almost cried. Now I remember why I dont listen to sad songs.
Heres another extract from her other song:
What'cha gonna do with the 36 cents
Sticky with Coke on your floorboard
When a woman on the street is huddled in the cold
On a sidewalk vent trying to keep warm
Do you call her over hand her the change
Ask her a story ask her her name
:( :( :(.
I know some of you says she does this for publicity. But not really.
Because some songs without great meanings still top the song charts. I know this song is no longer topping the song charts but anyway:
Billionaire:
I wanna be a billionaire so fricking bad
Buy all of the things I never had
Uh, I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine
Smiling next to Oprah and the Queen
It has a meaning. Just about some guy who wants to be famous and rich. I know so many million people out there wanna be like him but after listening to Carrie's song, it seems quite self absorbed and self centered.
.... wait, that sentence thats coming from me doesnt sound right...
oh no, what have Carrie Underwood done to me?!?!!?!
Black Eyed Peas think that theres something wrong with the world too:
What's wrong with the world, mama
People livin' like they ain't got no mamas
I think the whole world addicted to the drama
Only attracted to things that'll bring you trauma
Overseas, yeah, we try to stop terrorism
But we still got terrorists here livin'
In the USA, the big CIA
Thanks Black Eyed Peas, yeah, thanks alot. Because now I feel sorry to be born in this generation.
Nah, but then again, if I wasnt born in this generation, I wouldn't have met the wonderful people that I know now. (:

Labels: generation, moral, music
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
Danelia
Qi Yan
Jing Lin
Hui Xin
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.