going to a friend for help in times of desperation isn't the same as hopping onto a life raft when the storm destroys your boat and expecting it to carry your weight as well as your very very posh sailboat can.
a friend can actually feel pain.

God has his own little ways of telling us which companions to keep, and which ones you'll never need to see for the rest of your life. thank you, God, you make life easier

-

On another note, I really like soundtracks. Orchestrated music is surprisingly calming.
Like. The 1997 Anastasia (from Disney) soundtrack, and the Bleach Fade to Black movie soundtrack. Oh, and there's the game soundtrack from Final Fantasy VIII too!

Besides that, there's Gotan Project's La Revancha Del Tango.

-

Angus is my clay rat. He strangles Atticus the other rat, you have to see it. Work in progress! Will share pictures soon :D

have been thinking a bit recently. so here are four main people who have been running around in my head. wouldn't take long to guess who they are. don't tell anyone if you know, though.

( who are you? )

and back and forth we sway like branches in a storm,
change the weather, still together when it ends

This is a little something I did for Char today. Been owing you this for a while! Sorry sorry :D

( The Pirate! )

( Another version, if you want to see the details... )

Oh well, an early birthday present for you, maybe? :D

Look forward to getting older soon, Char >D

And a happy Youth Day holiday to all.

( So I really have been revising. )

Guess who the people in this motley bunch are! :D

naoisn'tthisthesweetestthingihaveeverseen.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MvjZ6VkLuCM

iwanttogosomewhereandcrynow.

Every so often someone dear to you begins to slowly fade away. It may be one of your closest friends, a regular drinking buddy, a partner in crime. Maybe even someone you've given your heart to recently or for some time, and just had it handed back to you.
And even after all that talk it's time for the person to grow distant.

The name that usually shows up on your phone screen with the all-too-familiar unopened-envelope graphic next to it takes you a while to remember now.

The only remnants of the lengthy phone calls from so long ago now lie in the slowly thickening stack of phone bills in a drawer in that corner, with last month's checks and whatnot stashed away, too.

The gift you got from him or her last last (...last?) Christmas sits on a shelf. Last week, you saw one of those things, on clearance sale at a local gift shop. Probably selling for about a third of the price of when you first got yours. Probably.

The snow melts before you know it.

It hurts, yes. People come, people go.

Then you look around you and see how fortunate you are to have a home. With a family that loves you. With, still, even more friends who care for you. With a God that protects you.

You're not alone.

Years are added slowly to your life. You are growing up, and getting along with this very life. Keeping up the pacing, as they say. You meet new people, here and there. And you realise that, hey, it's the ones that have stuck with you all this while, all the way up to this point, that you can honestly, finally conclude to be your true, best friends.

Which reminds you, you're meeting up with them for a drink or two after work.

That's it, you. Keep on smiling. It's your life. Now keep walking.

You're not alone.

(I'm not alone.)

Well now. It seems that good things really do come to an end, dear.

Term Exam grades: S A D D D. (respectively Econs, Art, Geog, Math, GP.) ahaha.
Ah, but 87.3% for Art was better than I expected, I suppose (:

I've kinda been in an emo mood these past few days. Kinda. But thank goodness there are people out there who really know how to cheer me up (: thank goodness, and thank God.

Hiked over to Shao's place on Monday to celebrate Char (and Louise's) birthday.
Stepping into the living room and being greeted by seven familiar faces is one of the things that really made my day. All I did was look around and think, man, these are the guys I've known for so long, these are the people that have been with me through life's ups and downs, circles and triangles, etc. etc.. It was great to see everyone back together, fooling around and talking crap and watching weird movies on Shao's very very nice TV screen. Didn't do much, but sat there enjoying the company.
Just like old times.

Walking back towards the MRT station with an awesome friend I have known for 7 years was nice too.
(but she was lazy and decided to take a cab in the end. It was getting late, after all.)

mentos.

Anyways, life goes on! I will work hard for my promos, and that's a promise (: It's never too late. As Mafia-Boss BaoBao says, we all take some time to integrate into the JC system, of course some get it faster then the others. Thankyou, baoBao. now let's pon CCA tomorrow together, for once :D

to the rest of you in Hwach: I'm really glad for those of you who did well for your blocks, great job and keep it up! (: For those who might not have, don't fret, stop emo-ing, and look to the promos. There's always a bright side, you know? You guys taught me that.

On a lighter note, the next time we have any gatherings please please please remind me to teach you guys the McDonalds game! No one seems to have heard of it, ahaha. Crashed my classmates' lit class (teacher didn't appear) and gideonYap taught us all how to play and we spent a whole 40 minutes ROFL-ing and LMAO-ing and LOLLOLLOL-ing all the way. It was awesome :D I won twice! Heh heh heh.

BURGER! FRIES! NUGGETS! COKE! MCFLURRY! FILETOFISH!

Woo! :D Now, off to do math tutorials. ):

Dingo

Hey guys it's been a while.

Ahaha. No I didn't die, I've just been a bit lazy to post. But since people have been wondering if my dad really shrank the kids I shall talk :D

let us first summarise life in ACJC: "Hello! Slack Slack Slack Worry Worry PHAIL Worry GiveUp Slack Slack Slack." The word 'Art' should actually be in the place of all those spaces, if you know what I mean :)

Hmmm.

Uh.

Right! I shall tell you more about my crazy evil funny verynice classmates, then!

First up, we have GideonYapYongZhi.
...Whom I have known for seven years and is still as evil and eccentric and philosophical as always. Carpool with him every morning. But the smell of his cologne is still... overpowering. Erm. Actually, some of you may know this guy, but ohwell :)
Still thinks that being in Wushu last time gave me the ability to breathe fire. I deny. Should tell him it happens when I eat too much chilli.

Tiffany Tay!
(the current bane of my existence. HAHAHA.) You guys should know this person! Gives me bone-crushing hugs every day she sees me (well, okay sometimes it's comforting to feel loved) and has random outbursts of "SEX!" and "I LIKE BOYS!" after which I walk swiftly away and deny knowing this person. As will everyone else in the vicinity.
That aside, she is a great person to have as a Geog buddy and lecture-slacker friend (: (when she's not hanging out with her boyfriend, ahem ahem. Me and the rest of the happy singles in class cough very frequently at the mush, omg.)

Jared Koh.
The most annoying person on earth. While eavesdropping on Shoot-Shag-Marry games within my class, it always seems a must to shoot Jared before taking any other course of action. Unfortunately, he's in H2 Art. And that means I'm stuck with him for the rest of my 1.5 years in JC. Okay, so his paintings are quite imba. And he's good at SOVA. But I'd shoot him anyway he is evil.
But I guess he can be nice when he wants to.

Stick. (aka Joyce)
Calls me Polar Bear (ohnoimturningintoshao) and is so skinny we call her 'Stick'. Hence the multitude of puns like FANTASTICK, ELASTICK, MASOCHISTICK and EGOISTICK etc. etc. Cannot resist poking my cheeks. (Can YOU? heh heh heh.) And is so blur she is like a taller version of Rachel. I mean very very much taller. HAHAHA. Seriously! I bet you she still thinks Machiavelli is a type of pasta.

Mr. Wee Jingyan
Very quiet during GP. Not during Math class with 1SB1. Evil guy who keeps cursing me to end up in Detention Class or Maths Supplementary programme. But he is not as evil as JaredKoh, so he will not be shot. Quite a nice math class buddy, anyway, along with Le Vu. However, I still do not understand how he copies every tutorial off me and yet GETS SO MUCH HIGHER THAN ME IN THE TERM EXAM asdfkjalsdjflkasdlfsdfllk. I phails.

Dalvinder Kaur.
Apparently the hottest girl in class. I say it's just the big eyes. Nice person during econs tutorials when we sit together and complain about many things. Evil person when she throws me into hysterics by saying completely random phrases in her insane Indian accent. Thinks I'm cute. But still enjoys disturbing me with... that... accent that i am NOT immune to, oh no!
Our PW group wins! :D

These are some of the people that I shoot hoops with, or talk crap with, or sit around in lectures with. playing murderer with these guys is... an unforgettable experience. We all kill the innocent people, ohnoes! Oh, and freeze-and-melt for PE is... crazy as well.
Let's hope we all have a wonderful six months ahead :)

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I hope you guys back over there in Hwach are doing alright. Especially the eleveners (who somehow didn't manage to appear at the GEP reunion on Saturday. So sad!) - Shao, Louise, Claire, Rachel, Huishi, Amanda... Hope you're not failing like I am - life isn't that happy-go-lucky, after all, even for the AC people.
Can't help but feel a bit detached from you guys, especially after the recent chain of events that happened. Everybody's changing? I don't know. But I really hope we can find a day to go to the Night Safari together, or something (: Someday. Somehow.

I like cheese.

Adapting to life here isn't so easy after all.

What with all the negative comments going around. Honestly, is ACJ really that bad a school? If you really want to appeal out well then I hope you stay out and not come back. Couldn't care less. I get affected by things around me very easily. I'm like that, so sue me.
They don't have any idea how much it took for me to get here in the first place.

Annoyed. Irritated. possibly, frustrated.

Being with all the geppers for so many years created such a nice comfort zone.
It's quite a blow being out of it, even for only a few weeks.

It didn't just hit me now, it hits me every single day.

You guys - every single one of you - I won't be seeing you so often anymore. I know, I haven't learnt to let go. Maybe I just don't want to.
I'll be honest, I can't put up a brave front anymore, I tried, but it's really really hard.

I miss you guys.

I miss that family.

There's no more Shao there to be my twin, to cheer me up when I'm emo-ing and need someone to talk to. There's no more Claire and Louise for me to talk to and go to fishtank and eat hotdogs with. No more Lynette to randomly kick the soccerball around with. No more Huishi, that long-time friend of mine, to talk to about things or people that really mean a lot to us. No more Amanda for me to look out for, to run around eating noodles with, to remind me that people actually do need me beside them sometimes. No more Noreen, who came around to our class bench with her random funny antics.

No more of FourEleven - you guys who make me remember all the good times, the good old times back in Nanyang.

No more... you.

I didn't think it would be this painful.

What's more, I'm scared. I'm a coward now, and I know it.

The Art teachers have high expectations of me - the only AEP student over here now. And on my first lesson I look around and my classmates-to-be... they're doing such brilliant works of art. Pieces that I doubt I'd even be able to do.

I'm scared.

Am I regretting this decision? Is what I do really Art, or just another form of conforming to what others think i can do?
I don't know. But I don't know what the next two years have in store. And it scares me to think about it, even now. Right now.

I need help, guys, but I don't know how.

it's not easy - to be me

Not so long ago on a very rainy Sunday afternoon, I was home alone.
And I was being emo about many things. Yes, many things. And I thought, maybe some apple juice would make me feel better.
So I went down to the kitchen.

I saw my dear friend Mao staring at me from outside the kitchen window.

d'awww.

Brain: It is raining. Mao looks lonely. I am lonely. Mao does not like wet. I should let Mao in.

So I opened the window and my stripey-grey  friend crawled in, following which he demanded food.

"Meowww. Maoo. Aoooow. Meowww." ( here meaning 'I am hungry and I am cold can you be a nice human thing and feed me.')

So I gave him the food and sat beside him cross-legged on the floor and watched him eat.

Ah, Mao, such a carefree life you have. Not a worry in the world! I am jealous.
I then continue emo-ing while sitting down beside the fuzzy fellow. Just my fuzzy friend and me.

Oh look, you're done with your meal, Mao. Perhaps you could enlighten me a bit on how I can cheer myself up.

Mao proceeded to jump into my lap and curl up into a warm, fuzzy little ball of cat.
Why hey, he's never done that before. Heck, it's warmer this way, let's just let him stay here a while, I guess.

...

A few minutes later I poke the cat.
Alas! The Mao is asleep!

Oh, my. MY CAT SNORES.
Ain't that the darndest thing!

Awww.

Not long after that I remember that my main objective was to raid the fridge for apple juice. thus I decided to wake Mao up.

I open the kitchen door and shoo him out.

"Meoowwwr." ( here meaning 'Why you make me go out into cold place. Your face looks stupid. You need to cheer up more. Now. And next time give Mao more prawns. Mao like. But Mao think your lap is good place for sleeping. Bye bye Deb.') and he trots out into the garden.

Hey, the rain's stopping.
I felt better then, already.

Thank you, Mao.

There are currently five of us in class now.
We gather here today to do chinese and document what happened on the last day of school, otherwise known as the 26th October 2007, about three days ago.

Now, we shall start. WITH AN LJ-CUT!

Where do I begin?

Okay. Let's begin with the fact that I'm stupid and I can't remember people's birthdays. It took me 3 months to remember Shao's, and it will take me an eternity to remember ... my other classmates' birthdays. I can only remember like, my own, see.
 <333

whee. This is so fun okay! I am lazy and hate to do Chinese so I'm slacking here and like I'm like qiao jiao-ing and doing random crap. I want to eat lunch soon because I'm hungry but I don't want to say only 'cos I'm paiseh and I act tough alot plz.

L-O-V-E is the song playing in class now. K that's all for now peepz!

OMG DON'T READ THAT. THAT WAS ohno!RACHEL SHE HIJACKED THE KEYBOARD WHILE I WAS BEING HARDWORKING AND DOING CHINESE.

Expect another real post on the last day of school later. Ignore this one! ._.

Here I am in the Mac lab, on the second floor of the Arts block, in NYGH, at 2 Linden Drive, in Singapore.
I am now posting this because I'm having a mental block (artist's block?), and will finish my coursework later. Um. Very soon.

Firstly, a little bit more on our NYWS barbecue gathering on monday.

Here is where I brag about being PURE PWNAGE that evening :D Ohohoho!
YOU ALL CANNOT BELIEVE HOW I MANAGED TO GET TURTLE INTO THE POOL. IT. WAS. JUST. PURE. HILARIOUSNESS. but i got wet too, anyway. ahwell.

It starts out with me wondering who I should push into the pool first. Conspired with Emily and Janice at first, THEN THEY GOT WET BEFORE WE DID ANYTHING SO. I conspired with Sandra, against (guess who.).

Plan A: Deb sits somewhere near pool, Sandra leads Turtle near pool somehow, Deb runs forward and pushes Turtle into pool. (Me: "...or both of them at the same time...")

"Eh, her handphone's in her pocket! How!?"

Plan B: Sandra puts own phone into own bag, goes up to Turtle to ask if she can borrow her handphone. Deb throws Turtle into pool while Sandra is helpful and safekeeps her phone.

"Oh, wait. She's wearing socks and shoes! How!?"

Plan C: Oh, bugger.

So in the end Sandra volunteers to be live bait, and she waits on the other end of the pool while she leaves thte rest to ME.

"eh turtle turtle need your help in dunking sandra in."
"ah?"
"see, she's just over there..."
"ah? okay..."
"good! now you better take out your phone, with the juniors splashing around like that, it might get wet..."
"er. okay okay."
-turtle goes off to put handphone into bag-
-deb laughs evilly-
"you sure you don't want to take off your shoes first? sandra might pull you in, too."
"no lah, won't one lah..."
-juniors come and hint to turtle about pushing her into the pond. turtle tries to edge away-
"see, i told you. better be safe and take off your shoes."
"AIYAH okay lah okay lah."
-takes off shoes-
-both walk towards sandra-
D: "eh sandra! not eating ah?"
S: "got food already meh?"
T: "yeah, got otah, satay, some hotdogs..."

(at this point i was wondering what to do next. so...)

D: "nevermind, let's play a game! we shall squat next to the water and see who loses balance and falls in first"
S & T: "what?!? what kind of game is that??"
D: "i'm betting none of you would dare squat, anyway."
-all trying to squat tentatively. keeping guard up. suspicious glances-

Then the sec 2s started walking towards us, turtle looked right and saw them, turtle gets ready to stand up and run, turtle forgets that sandra and deb are behind her...

"AAARGH! NO! WHAT'RE YOU-" [BIG SPLOSHHH]
"WOOT! SUCCESS! I DID IT! OH YEAH! (wait why am i in the pool, too..?) WOOHOOO!"
"WALAO YOU! GO AND DIE LAH! CHEAT MY FEELINGS"

Yelling, gloating, splashing, and the like. Oh, Sandra got pushed in too after that. HAHA.
DAMN FUNNY I TELL YOU. especially the tackling. Teamed up with liting for a while, so i think i tackled a few more people into the pool as well. let's see, i helped the others hoist huifang into the pool as well (however, we happened to forget that she was wearing a WHITE shirt, but. Who cares?), pushed susi in also. Walked around a bit, then decided to tackle yiting in also HAHAHA i laugh at all the sec ones! then sarah and venus were being potatoes and running away from suspicious people (not me) and the pool. BUT THEY GOT PUSHED IN ANYWAY. HEHEHEH.

So in the end almost everyone got wet, and we were happy. Well, most of us were just... high. SOMEONE BROUGHT EXTRA CLOTHES BUT FORGOT TO BRING UNDERWEAR, HAH. (hahahahahaha.) Then some of us were still hungry so we went to KAP for food.

The End. NYWS is love!

One more thing. DIE, COURSEWORK, DIE. okay mr. lim i'll go be hardworking now.
(Holidays? what holidays?)

Well, since i'm currently down with the flu and half dead from blowing my nose so much, i have decided to sit down in front of my dad's laptop and do some reflection. Yes, reflection. Not exactly emo, but... ...well, reflective.

(no mirror!)

Time really flies. And, well, recently so many things have been happening to remind me of that fact. It's like God is purposely throwing these things right into my face to say "look, Deb, you're getting old."

For example, the hairdresser I've been going to for the past 6 years just retired on Sunday. Believe it or not, I was her last customer. See how short my hair is now? At that time, I didn't say anything during the haircut, just let her cut however she wanted to. This time, instead of her usual bubbly self, for the first time she pretty much cut my hair in silence.
I missed the way she would ask about how my school life was - and how she commented on her own daughter's life when she was in school too. Her daughter is an ex-Nanyang girl, see.
And soon i'll be one too.
The familiar hairdressing salon found in one corner of Beauty World Centre was actually closing down. All the hair-perm machines had been removed, her luminous fishtanks were gone, the neon lights above her shop front were off. But the two thing she still had in there were a pair of scissors and a hairbrush. So she cut my hair, and I sat in one of the chairs with a simple piece of cloth wrapped around my shirt to keep the hair from getting all over it. Thank God for the silence - I really didn't know what to say.

and so she finished cutting my hair.

“阿姨，谢谢你哦。”

“哦，谢谢，谢谢。”

“那，再见了。”

“啊，对，再见，再见，有缘再见！”

“对对，那么祝你好运吧！”

“啊，谢谢，goodluck ah!”

Yeah, not much of a farewell, but. She's gone now.
And I'm already 16, I realise. In my last year in Secondary school.

And then on Tuesday we had our Wushu handover. Just made it all the better.
Whatever they said about us sec 4s doing our best for the team, whatever Yang Laoshi gave to me as a farewell present, whatever the juniors have been discussing to give us as a farewell present, all seemed to drag my mood down.
I didn't deserve any of it. All these years all I have been doing was wallowing in self-pity. Why? Because I know I didn't give the best I could for the team. Not even in Sec 4. I was never a good treasurer, I never did my job as a part of our CCA committee. I rarely encouraged anyone properly, and never really contributed much to anything. And I practically depended on everyone else during this year's competition to get that medal.
I'm a senior now, and the knowledge that I didn't make the most of these past four years in the most awesome CCA in the school is making me want to retch. I don't deserve it all. I just don't.

Looking at the new committee, I actually really feel proud. I'm sure our new president Ethel can and will do her best for the team. And so will the rest of the committee as well. The seniors expect a lot from you guys next year, so don't forget that. Don't forget us when we're gone, either. WE'LL BE BACK. Someday. As always, jiayou NYWS :) Thanks for being a great team. Let NYWS continue to be the most bonded CCA in the school.
Especially you guys, my fellow batchmates. I really don't know what I would've done without you guys. Four years, almost! Wow. But I shall leave this bit for the end of the year. Not now.
But that's coming all too soon, anyway...

Yeah, Deb. YOU SENTIMENTAL DINGO GIT YOU. GO TAKE YOUR MEDICINE.
But hey, it's going to be tomorrow in just about 5 hours.

I haven't felt loved in a very long time.

Just sayin'.

WAHAHAHAHAHA JITIJIAN GOLD JITIDAO GOLD OVERALL B-DIVISION 2ND :DDD

WE BEAT CHUNGCHENG WITH OUR SUPERIOR-UNBELIEVABLE-TELEPATHIC-SYNCHRONIZED JITIJIAN!

Yeahh. One gold and one bronze fer me this year :) probably my first and last medals in my entire lifetime. Couldn't have done it without you guys (duhh.) Woot you guys practically gave me those medals lor, seeing my standard's so {%@#$%$#@#*&}. But we did it! Final score, EIGHT POINT ONE EIGHT.

much love to NYWS :) We made it through even without having the rest of the school cheer for us during morning assembly! (It is still rather disappointing to note that so far it's been volleyball this, softball that, SYF here there everywhere, but you realise there's been NO mention of Wushu at all. Now, what are they going to do after we tell them how good our results were this year? Take our shiny silver plaque and claim ALL THE CREDIT.) Phwishh.

NYWS PWNS ALL. Someday we'll take over the world. We start off by releasing giant mutant hamsters into the general office. Go forth and rampage, my GM rodents!

Now, about today.



IT IS HERE WE NOW HAVE THE QUOTE OF THE DAY.

"WAHLAO, YOU'RE DAMN HOT LAH."
- Shao, to Claire. 18th April 2007.

Slip of the tongue? I think not. We all heard it. With our own ears. It took a while for that to process before we died laughing, went to hell and came back to earth rolling on the floor.
It was. Just. Unbearable.

OHMAN, SHAO YOU'RE HORMONAL. 'nuff said. :)

Bronze yesterday :) also known as my first medal in secondary school. Gah, Deb's such a loserr :|

Brenda, Sandra, you guys rock :)

now, off i go to mug for chem/IH, psycho myself for jiti on tuesday, do my chinese sui2bi3, complete CSM programme cover designs, finish geog flash game, geog report, overdue lang arts exposition, finish math 6.2, self-massage my aching arms and legs, yadda yadda yadda.

But yesterday was quite interesting, saw the fight between claribird's three suitors. Was more realistic than any of the competitors, in fact, heh. Too bad, turtle (or SUNSHINE AHMA, as we all call you now) your secret has henceforth been revealed.
Okay maybe you didn't get that. Ahaha. doesn't matter.

To Wolffe: Friday's comps almost killed my voice. Sorry! Might not be able to sing for a bit :) I'll be better soon. (meanwhile force Shao to sing something!)

okay.

LET'S GET THAT GOLD FOR JITIJIAN, PEOPLE :D

Wow, long time no update.

Thursday, 29th March

We finally moved the second carpet up to the wuguan :) It's amazing how moving a carpet can bond a team. however, while sweeping the floor i... got cut by the broom.  The evil deadly broom. Yes. Was dripping blood everywhere, ugh. But i find it quite amusing to be in the stage of shock where one's vision and hearing is temporarily impaired, and the face appears very very pale. Thanks fellow jitijian-ers for helping me with the iodine and plaster :) We were all like in thte toilet going ARGH HELP HELP WHAT TO DO WHY'S YOUR HAND LIKE THAT then sandra comes in with the iodine.

Whee! Wonderful hint for us to restock our first aid box.

It's healing! I'll be better soon :)

And after training (as always after 90% of trainings) we went to coro. Hohoho I was in this state of delirium after the blood loss, and this delirium spread to my dear friends Saunders and Claris. HEH. Poor huifang, got scared so she went off halfway, awww. What did we do?

Random Quotes:-

Daryl (to Huifang, while Turtle is hyper and grinning away for no apparent reason): Okay, your job is to stay here and make sure this person doesn't hurt anyone, including herself. If she suddenly jumps up and starts trying to kill you, don't panic, remain calm, and use whatever means to restrain her. We'll be back with reinforcements. -goes off with Saunders to buy supplies for first aid box-

Saunders (to Turtle): OH MY GOSH, YOU'RE SPEAKING CHINESE.

Okay guys, WE WILL REMAIN CALM.                                 ... PINBALL !!!

Yeah, so we got home late...

Friday, 30th March

after school JITI TRAINING JITI TRAINING JITI TRAINING JITI TRAINING JITI TRAINING.

Then turtle's finger got poked and started bleeding! Of course, following standard procedure, we had to administer first aid.

the following was heard taken from the 4th floor toilet at the classroom block.

 AIYA NEVERMIND LAH IT'S VERY SMALL CUT ONLY!
WHAT VERY SMALL! BIG CUT LEH!
AIYA, PUT PLASTER CAN ALREADY, JUST -
EH SANDRA! WE NEED IODINE!
YEAH, HERE GOT!
OKAY! POUR ONTO GAUZE!
AH.
WALAO, WHY YOU POUR UNTIL LIKE THAT?!? SIGH. NEVERMIND, COME HERE TURTLE!
HUH? WHAT'S HAPPENING? WHY SO MUCH IODINE? EH- OW OW OW PAIN PAIN PAIN
ARGH MY FINGERS ARE YELLOW

etc. etc. etc. so we bandaged up turtle's finger.

Saturday, 31st March  [25]

Tired.

total marks: 1

(Deborah, you need to elaborate more on your answer. you have the main points, but I am unable to give you marks as your statements are too general. Your answers to essay questions need more content. Please see me.)