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Wednesday, February 06, 2008 / 2:18 AM
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I was thinking about myself, I guess I am very wrong.
Very.





FInal project: down to Ident!
Then it'll be the long-break before Year2 starts. Time flies, I could still vividly remember how all of us were during the first few weeks of school. How much we've changed, and how much we've acquired from Year1.
From spending so much effort in trying to make yourself look good everyday in school to like i-don't-care-what-i-wear-to-school tomorrow.
Ohwels, I can still recall how I was like when I was back in Nanyang Polytechnic. With dreadlocks, and looking like a tree and like always trying to make the 'kock' sounds while walking with shoes. I used to really kick my heels to make those sounds.
(You know like how every woman in their court-shoes) Awesome.

Anyways, peektures from KBox & Zouk(Phuture)!




My second visit to KBox in my entire life, truthfully!




Wendy, Marc/k.


Candid yo!









Alvin.


Fangfang, Jordus




Finally, Leedia (:




Richard, wanted to kiss my face.
Already, my complexion's bad enough.





I pose with ciggs, ha. I DO NOT SMOKE OKAY.





Brenda's 20th last night.


Hairspray.



Bew, is a thai.
Karp/b.

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Then at FashionBar the other night.





Leedia meets yous.




GONG HAI FA CHOI
Seriously, this year hasn't been a good year for me, Bingjie.
Since its begining till now. Like how events were like, even the paunch isn't going down.
I don't wanna wear shirts which will accentuate my stomach :(
Lemme simulate some celebs this CNY, to live in denial, NOPE.
I haven't bought any proper stuff to don this year, hairdo, facial, shoes, and even pyjamas!
I almost wanted to skip reunion dinner, well on the verge at least.

I'm going to tan tomorrow, until I turn brown. I don't want to be white this year. That's the last thing which I don't want to look like, this year.

Like this:



<3


Natra <3 :D:D:D
The very few malay-girls I have who do not behave like minahs =\


Somehow, I cannot stand how you react and act. Stop it. Go back into the lair, you cannot even communicate you social-butterfly wanna be. Far from a social-escort, darling!
Your grotesque features will never go away, you're cursed and ruined for life!
I guess, even Dr Martins cannot even help.
I am behaving like this because I don't know how to even reject you.

P.S: Your behavior is as retarded as your brain.

& to you Leedia: Please don't playing out, not funny.






About


Jordus Lim Bing Jie
Ngee Ann Polytechnic
Diploma in Film, Sound, Video
10 June 1989
jordusbingjie@hotmail.com
/Alter-Ego

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