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Hello there,my name is JOAN,b'day:9thApril94(9494) haha:] Thank you for landing upon my blog. do rememeber to leave a tag kay:D It'll be greatly appreciated. I love the colour green, family and friends. I hate being in the dark and itchy things, I wish happiness for family and friends,
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Tuesday, December 15, 2009



Best threat ever!


Tuesday, December 08, 2009


"I have never stopped loving you"
It felt like he was really speaking to me. Like he has always heard my prayers. I felt so loved, so warm like nothing could ever hurt me again.


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Sunday, November 22, 2009

























I started the mission thinking of how I could help them,
but I ended the mission thinking of how much they have helped me.

Joan















It's been awhile. So many things have happened. I don't rightly know where to start. I realised that I can't seem to remember anything that happened before chiang rai. It was like my life before chiang rai somehow got wiped out from my memory, as if it didn't have enough significance for me to remember it. In some way it is true. After chiang rai, everything seems to have been put into perspective for me. Personality wise I haven't seem to change much, but deep inside I can feel like something has shifted. It's the kind of change where you seem to do and see things in a whole new perspective, as if I've suddenly become aware of everything around me and living life a little more conscious that before. Have I spent 15 years of my life asleep? Because it definitely feels like it. I can't really describe this change, but it feels good. It's like I'm more alive.

After chiang rai was council camp. Physically I was extremely tired, but emotionally I somehow felt awake. I could get through the day with 4 hours of sleep, which is by far amazing for me because for those who know me, I sleep alot. I could get through the day with a smile, without snapping at someone. I don't know how I did it but somehow I did. I kinda died on the last day though. I could actually feel my body shutting down. Like if i sat down for awhile, i would've fallen asleep, but I pulled through with loads of encouragement from the exco. Sigh, I really don't know what I'd be without them. I've seen them everyday since school ended, their like my new family. I love them:)








Saturday, October 10, 2009


LOOK! I DREW NEMO:D


Thursday, October 01, 2009

I effing hate her. I wish that she would just fall off a building right now. I swear, no one would miss her. She's such an effing ignorant, fugly a*shole. Can't she see the trend? Every class that she has taught since the cursed day she effing stepped foot into this school, has failed in all aspect of the subject. Then, miraculously attained an A for O levels because of the miracle known as "a good teacher". I mean is she freakin blind. Can't she just resign and save the rest of the generations from retardation of the mind. Is she that ignorant? I guess she's too freakin caught up in her own little world to notice the massive damage she's causing to generations of pupils that unfortunately fall victim to her terrible teaching.

I don't even care if she reads this, no, I hope she does read this so she can freakin wake up her idea. But, no I don't think she even cares. I just want to put her in a barrel and roll her down a long flight of stairs then take her out and pour concentrated sulfuric, hydrochloric and nitric acid on her face. And if I'm up to it, I'll shave all her hair off, down to the roots. Then, send her to the hospital so she'll live to feel the pain. Yes, that would indeed be satisfying. I don't care if I sound like a freakin maniac, just know that it's all because of her. I want her hurt and full of pain.

One day she'll die and everyone will know it's me. but I don't care anymore. She's just too full of sh*t to roam this planet. Tomorrow, if she comes into class, I have a plan all ready for execution. So watch out....