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HOTHOT SHORTY
28th July.
Raffles Girls' Primary.
St. Margaret's Secondary.
Gage Brown.
Tolley.
SMSS Prefectorial Board.
Modern Dancer.
visitors
Her Loves
ACCT.MSG !
SUPERCAMP !
My braces !
My Pink retainers !
Dance !
Friends !
Purple & Turquoise !
Presents !
Glitter !
Shiny stuff !
Pointe shoes !
My blue green purple comb !
Glow sticks !
Lollipops !(the big colourful kinds)
Talk
Monday, 17 December 2007
those sweet memories.
church yesterday.some of the supercampers came!tiffanie,hannah,timothy,kenneth,JH,ben,ruibinbut i had ushering duties!so, couldn't sit with them.they were sitting at C2 and i was ushering C4!wasted.sermon was about christmas.how to be ready for it and all.and how some people forgot what the true meaning of christmas is.i think it's quite true.we usually spend christmas eating, opening presents.but we forget that it's the birthday of someone.Jesus.then pastor read this email to us.it was about Jesus wanting to join us for our christmas celebration.he's supposed to be the guest of honor,cause it's his b-day.he stands outside our house, waiting for us to invite him in,but sometimes we forget.he comes into our house without a sound.when we open our presents,he looks for his present.but, he doesn't have one.it was really sad.a few years ago,my family celebrated christmas by singing carols.i didn't understand why.but now i do.hope we can do it again this year!
12/17/2007 03:48:00 pm
