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.

The park

Written on Wednesday, September 22, 2010 | back to top

On Sunday, was a very exhausting day for me.

My parents wanted to take me to the park.

The park.

Seriously??! I mean, of all places on earth... THE PARK?!? REALLY MOM??! REALLY??!

So, 9.30am in the morning, I was dragged out from bed and forced to go to the park. Oh what a wonderful day.

It was so boring. But my mother didn't think so.

"Go see the beautiful nature, Janice, reconnect with it, stop playing the computer and go outdoors and play," is what she'll always say.

Fortunately, there was this gypsy market at the park. Just kidding, it wasnt a gypsy market. It was just some portable market and the stuff were all weird.

Instead of teddy bears and Lo'real stuff that you'd usually find, all sorts of weird stuff like some weird nature oil could be found. And there was even this gift shop which hand knit their teddy bears. And there were stuff like Yarra perfumes and some stones. All sorts of weird stuff like these.

Then, FINALLY, everyone got bored of looking at those stuff and went to the cafe to have lunch. It was a small meal really, not much to eat. Cuz we had to share our meals with other people who were my mom's friends.

Then, when I got home, I had a birthday party to attend to. And my crazy friends snapped a gazillion photos of the whole birthday party. And they wanted to put the pictures on facebook!

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. Nevermind, I untagged myself (:

And now, I'm down with cough all thanks to my *coughs* wonderful sister. SO...

BYE!!!!!!!!

Labels: birthday, facebook, gypsy market, park, sick

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.