Hello everyone!

I suppose no one really checks this blog anymore due to all your frantic mugging for the A lvls. And my midsem exams. Sigh.

Anyway, due to my terrible memory, I forgot our password! So I had to reset it. Thus, if anyone wants the new password, please msn or email me.

Sorry! (well, I don't think anyone else knows the password anyway. Lol)

Jolene

With this post, this place shall be thrust into the new year, and keeping up with times! :D

Hope everyone had a nice valentine's day, with flowers and chocolates and what not.

Okay, take care people!

Fausty

P.S Jolene, now you're not the only one posting. :D

Hello everyone! It's been a long, long time since anyone's been here... *whips out a duster and coughs incessantly due to the cute little dust mites around*

Anyway, this is on behalf of shiru: THE 203 GATHERING IS OFFICIALLY ON THE 29TH OF DECEMBER 2007.

I am presently pretty clueless about everything else except that I vaguely remember it's at seraphina chew's house. Go ask either shiru, sera or pam. Don't ask me. I'm an ocean and God-knows how many kilometres away from you guys. And I'm not telepathic, as you think I am.

Anyway, how's everyone been! And if anyone wishes to have the password and user to this blog, I've finally fixed the sign-in problem by creating an email account just for this blog! The email add is 10304nygh@gmail.com and you have to use that as the username... Ask me for the password because it's unwise (of course) to post it up here. Kindly email me at jlsn2002@hotmail.com because the class email will probably never be used.

And a belated merry christmas to everyone! Hopefully your christmas has been merrier than mine, though it would definitely have been really crappy if it was worse...

Enjoy the class gathering! And someone else please blog ok? *glares at tagboard spammers, esp zeena tan*

Ok ok, I'm blogging. Since Jolene-the-nice baboon has begged me on her knees. I can't think of anything to say though. And even if I do it will definitely look extremely unintellectual next to Jolene's very enlightening post *grins*

Um... let's see. It's 2007 and I'm a sec 4. Gosh. I feel so old and clumsy. This has been proven on wednesday when i tripped over in PE and fell with a 'PIACK' and skidded about an inch on the tennis court. My knees still hurt when i bathe or when i bend it too much. Oh well, people always say I'm lame. I suppose I am now.

The guzheng concert is coming soon! Hohoho. Shall do some advertising now.

Date: 24 March
Ticket price: 10 dollars

Please come if you can to support the Superb Sai!!

With concert and SYF coming, we've increased our practices to 4 days a week! *audience faints*

Ok, shall stop now. Hope nobody dies drom reading my crap

Natan said something very intriguing that has inspired me to write this post.

We enjoyed lessons as 203 so much because half of it was based on the environment (aka the class), and the other on the teacher(s). I guess it's true...

As a class, we grew together; we walked through the same doors, over the same obstacles to arrive where we were. Through it all, we stayed together (though not very harmoniously at times), and pulled each other across the finish line of the race.

Unfortunately, I haven't had the opportunity to experiece such a thing again. It's almost like some kind of miracle, or weather phenomenom that allowed us as 203'05 to come together. I mean, for the past 1 and a half years, I have been stuck with unintellectual people, teachers and students alike. It's torture beyond imagination, I swear. You go to school each day to see the same bovine faces staring at you with their bovine eyes. Gee.

Anyway, hopefully 2007 will be better than 2006 for all.

A very happy 2007 to all (new year seems quite inappropriate since it isn't that new anymore).

It's been a year since 203-05...

A very merry xmas to all.

Jolene.

P.S: Must I always be the only one to blog??? This is turning into my 2nd blog -.-.

This is probably the closest update ever (about a week apart?). We should really have a fanfare.

Anyway, as much as I'm tempted to rant about my stupid dentist who put me on a super strong anaesthetic that slurred my speech so badly because my whole left jaw/cheek was IMMOBILE FOR 4 HOURS (%^*%*%*(%*(%^), I shall blog *like a respected member of society*.

*fake smile, hands clasped together docilely on lap* (you get the idea)

Enough bullshit, down to the real crap. I guess what the former blogger wrote (pui?) wrote's really true. I hate English lessons too (at least you get a more classy name of Language Arts. I get plain, ol' bullsh*t English). And don't you dare glare at me like that, because you would, if you had that wonky wrinkled witch for a teacher (she's worse than shrimp- seb?).

It's practically impossible for anyone to totally forget everything and move on, in my humble opinion. It's been more than a year since I left you guys, and I haven't moved on even three-quarters of the way yet (random, but yeah, you guys know I'm no athelete). But I guess Bernice has a point: There's no point dwelling on the past and using it as a barrier to hide from the future, because there might be a 203 in 306 as well.

Not that I've had that here (which explains my dire need for a change of school at the end of the year), but I guess we don't have to fully move on and forget everything about the past to appreciate the future. This is really, really bad and it doesn't make any sense, does it?

Blame it on the stupid dentist with the drugs.

Jolene.

P.S: SOMEONE ELSE PLEASE BLOG.