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❤ She
Miss Janna
23rd Nov 1989
Twenty this year
❤❤❤
Baby Love
Family and all precious friends (:
❤ Credits
Myself & Adobe Photoshop (:
❤ Wednesday, April 08, 2009 ❤
Hello everyone, I'm back from my Graduation Ceremony!!! (:
I've officially graduated from RP, am a diploma holder now.
Survived through 3 years of PBL including of 1 year of tough challenge of FYP.
After this phase in life, I'll be moving on to another soon. This time I'll definitely work extra hard, I promise. I want to make my family and boyfriend's support and encouragement worthwhile, I'll work hard!!!
My silly, though I've only got to know you after my year 2 but thank you so much for your support always. Fetching me to and fro from school, after fyp when sometimes it could ends in the evening time, feeding me with lots of food aft that knowing that I must be dying from hunger, listen to my nagging and rantings all the time especially after FYP because it always gives me the headache, buying me snacks and my favourite choco to cheer me up, sending me couraging sms-es all the time to brace me up when I'm feeling down and many many more.. Thank you my love, for going the extra mile for me always. Just like today, making your day free for my graduation, taking care of my parents when I'm participating in the ceremony, follows me everywhere after that to take photo with my friends without any single complain, rush to take food for me and my parents during reception time. I know you must be starving real badly this afternoon and you had to follow me everywhere I go, holding on to my bag, taking care of my belongings. Love you!
You always let me see the brighter side of life (: I love you baby (:
All the photos have been uploaded to fb my girls, you can grab all from there (:
At one moment, daddy's camera went low batt so baby uses mine but unfortunately, when I came back to transfer the pics, everything was gone... The memory card spoilt! I almost burst into tears when I saw that happened, called baby immediately ): Kept apologizing to him cus I felt so bad abt it because the memory card belongs to him and I've been using it most of the time. Though he mention tt the card was alr on the verge of breaking when he used it previously but I still feel very bad abt it, let me get you one ok? pleaseee....... ): else, i'll feel so guilty all the time. So most of the pictures taken using the memory card is gone nw, sorry to my friends! because I took quite a bit of photos with my dear friends aft that, now I can only wait for them to upload.. sighs...
On a lighter note, we went Clementi Sakura aft that for dinner. We ate a lot though, actually only for baby and me cus aft every plate, we just stood up and cont for the next round, definitely no rest at all this time. Haha. And that's why you love me more right? :P cus I can go on eating non-stop, your favourite hobby as well. Haha.
Wanna express greatest thanks to my daddy for driving us to and fro to places, ironing the robe and hood for me last night, mummy for helping me to prepare things and baby for the company and more. I love my family and boyfriend!!!<33
Feeling super tired now aft I got home. Bathed and don't feel like doing anything else...
Alrights, I think it's almost time for bed for me.
Working tomorrow! How I wish it's 2 public holiday str..
