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THE MUSHROOM



name : tan juan
age : 18
hometown : malaysia


PIECES OF ME

LOVES

MUSHROOMS
shopping
drawing
TURQUOISE
MUSIC
rainbows
chocolates
chinese orchestra
fairy tales

HATES

CICAK WTF
creepy crawlies
homework
COPY CATS
chinese




GREAT ESCAPES

*chelsea*
*chia chia*
*crystal*
*ee leng*
*ee teng*
*jhing huey*
*jia lee*
*jo ying*
*jun fang*
*lee mei*
*mok mok*
*ning zhen*
*pei jia*
*pei qi*
*rui mei*
*su yin*
*teik hua*
*tict chyn*
*wen huey*
*wen yuan*
*xin yuan*
*xue yi*
*yi ching*





MEMOIRS

♥January 2007
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♥May 2007
♥June 2007
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♥January 2011
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♥June 2011
♥July 2011
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♥October 2011
♥November 2011
♥January 2012
♥October 2012



THANKS TO

ME. kynzgerl
CODES. manikka
BRUSHES. 1 2
IMAGES. 1 2
The 2 paper heart: moargh.de
♥ Saturday, January 27, 2007 ♥
I'm Pissed and I'm Confused.

26 January 2007

Meeting today. AGM. Like, how boring. I honestly thought the AGM will be better than the normal meetings, because AGMs are supposed to be more important, and they only have it once in a year (I think) and they announce the new AJKs during AGMs.

Right.

WRONG. I don't know why but the AGM is even more boring than the normal meetings. *yawn* First time I felt like going back to class and study instead of a perfect excuse to cut class for the meeting.

Anyway, I'm really confused!!

Damn. You are making me insane okay?? You either stop it or you just tell me what you want me to do. Peek-a-boo. Please don't.

Stop making me so confused!

=(

And I'm seriously fucking sick of HER shit. Can she just stop it?? I've never seen anyone like her. You tell me, do you meet someone and clung onto that someone for the rest of your life and even get buried together even if you're alive and she's dead just for the sake of never being apart?

You don't.

Anyway. I'm just totally pissed that she's like copying our every move. Or mine anyway. Is that fucking necessary?? Damn. I feel like I'm being stalked or something. Just for your information, I seldom communicate through snail mails anymore even though they're quite fun sometimes WHEN I'm snail-mailing someone I like. So I hope you're not expecting a reply.

"I write my heart out."

You do?? Oh my God!! Hey. Why don't I give you a suggestion?? Why don't you have your own blog?? It's really much easier to handle and more interesting, don't you think?

Whatever.

Thinking of the perfect plan to make you leave me alone.

Okay. I'll tell you I'm someone not worth being friends with.

1. Um. I ... I ... I pick my nose and I eat it.
I'm sure you don't want a friend who picks her nose, let alone eat it, right?? So fuck off.

2. I scold words like FUCK.
Therefore I'm not worth being friends with because you might get your minds polluted, and your parents might not like it.

3. I'm lazy. I don't do my homework. I'm irresponsible.
Yeah. I am. And I'm pretty sure your parents don't want you to have a friend like ME.

4. I ... don't "write my heart out".
We don't have anything in common. Leave me ALONE, will you?

5. I'm a backstabbing bitch.
This is true. Don't care.

6. HELP ME.
I know you want to help me so the easiest way is to LEAVE ME ALONE.

Clear enough?

She's getting a tad bit too ... what?? Budging in like that, she deserves to get kicked in the ass, hard. Pooo.

* Go Back *



craving chocolate kisses ..
8:01 PM


♥ Tuesday, January 23, 2007 ♥
Pathetic ME.

1 January 2007

It's a new year. Happy new year. My ARSE. I don't feel happy. Hrrumph. Feel so miserable at the thought of going back to school in two days.

Yay.

Form 2 life. What's it like??

And today's the day Ee Leng's going back to Singapore. I'm SO gonna miss her!! Terribly. I can only see her during Chinese New Year, which is like, millions of years away.

Poo.

2 January 2007

I'm sick. SICK. Just a day before school and I'm fucking SICK?? What's that supposed to mean??

Either I ate too much of the Famous Amos Chocolate cookies, or I caught the flu my cousins had recently when I went to their house that day. But it can't be!! Ee Leng, my sister and my brother both went too, but they're as healthy as .... apples??

Healthy as what??!

Whatever.

Headache. Fever. Sore throat. On my death bed.

*laughs bitterly*

Okay. I hereby will all my possessions to ... to ... my soft toys.

I'm going to rest.

3 January 2007

I cried.

I CRIED??!! What the hell. When was the last time I cried again?? 20 years ago when I don't even exist yet??!

Couldn't help it. I felt so sick, I just cried. Felt so pathetic. First day back, and I'm like a kindergartner, crying for my mum, although I wasn't exactly crying for my mum, I was crying for my bed, my pillow, and the comfort of home.

*sniffs*

P A T H E T I C.

Ahhhh.

4 January 2007 ---> 7 January 2007

Still sick. I think my brother kind of got the flu as well.

Eh. How come I become so weak?

The whole 2006 I wasn't sick for a single day, and I got a full attendance lor!!! (I have the words GOOD GIRL printed on my ass.)

Now I'm sick. I take that for an unlucky new year. Now I'm behind in the homework. Thank you, God. Clearly I'm being punished for being such a good girl last year.


craving chocolate kisses ..
7:58 PM


Happy New Year!!

31 December 2006

HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE~!!

2006 is over.

It's OVER???!?!!?

*gulps* Not exactly looking forward to 2007. Scary.

*

Had been a crazy first year at secondary school. Made lots of new friends, new enemies (hahha), and new lovers.

Yeah. I am a girl, and I found a girl friend at my sucky all-girl school.

Yay.

Anyway. I don't know what to think about next year. I only know that ...

I can finally look down on someone and not be the youngest form in the whole school anymore. Mwahahaha. All the 2007 Form 1s are in for a treat from a kindly Form 2 senior which happens to be me.

HAPPY 2007!!


craving chocolate kisses ..
10:43 AM