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name: juanken
age: fourteen
birth: 21st march
email: scorchingmoon@hotmail.com
zodiac: monkey
(i wanna be cat!)
birth number:
9 (psychic.)
star sign: aries

live: attic, 3rd floor
school: saint gabriel's secondary
treat: chocolates only!

positive: drawings, creativity
handwriting, collection of diaries,
flexibilty? (no split!)
negative: forgetful, humanities flunker

likes: rain, the moon
antiques, diarying
(currently on my 7th diary!)
cats, fireflies, exodus band
magic, all things japanese

hates: sun uncovered by clouds
school, everything leftbrained
chinese, robots and manequins
science (meddles with magic)

bands: good charlotte, evanescence
the used, funeral for a friend,
linkin park, greenday
mostly metal and rock,
cause i love lead guitars!

skills: fluting, manga
hexingblessing, voodootarot
creative stuff, poetry

weird quirks:homework written on hand
walks around in attic when bored

fortune telling:
colour to rid bad karma:
black, yellow
colour to get good karma:
white, blue
lucky number:
seven (magician.)

phobias:
xenophobia (strangers. kinda.)
agoraphobia (open spaces.
it feels like something can get you anytime...)
robophobia (robots)
sociophobia (interaction.)

birthstone: bloodstone
ambitions: comicker, artist
veterinarian, biologist, musician
drawer and animator for disney

Saturday, February 18

futuristico

Today was such a weirdly long day. First there was school which was boring and then I had to stay back for Band. Sir Daniel hasn't even let me play the piccolo! And Sir Jeremy told me not to play the piccolo even though I'm really honoured by that black instrument. *dilemma*

In between Band, I had to go to the Art room to continue modelling my cat model. Claywork. Messy. Bloody annoying, especially. Miss Koh said it had to be hollow inside. Geez... I'm making a cool Devilish Cat with Gigantic wings. So cool. It looks great so far but it only has a wing on. And the goddamn wing looks freakishly weird! Argh. Don't blame me, I do not go for stupid lame art classes. I do casual art, not formal.

Jason went with me to. He made something like an upside down cow lying on its back and then I helped him modify it! Bwahaha. And then it looked like a wonderful piece of art called... The Flame! Thanks to me, right? Ya heard that, Jaggy?!

Now I would like to complain about the Piccolo part again. *ahem* I want my black piccolo now! Now. Now! NOW!! I was so hyped up and happy that I was gonna play the piccolo and now...? Nevermind. I'll follow where fate'll lead me to. Seriously. If I don't get promted by someone to play piccolo, it's okay. When I do, It's okay also.

Zachary was damn weird just now. Like, walk into the band room then take off his unusually bright and *ahem* red shoes (boughtfromhongkong) then he poked me hard on the head and said, "Stupid boy." Damn weird. He even said it in the funny accent like sdoobiboy or something like that. Haha, sorry, Zack-o.

Oh yeah, did i mention? Marcus Lye rejoined Band! Now he channels in between Vocal and Band. His flute playing rocks. And he turned out to be a... Um. really nice guy? Wait, that's wrong. It sounded like an insult if you think about it carefully. Hmm... Aha. I expected him to be nice. But he usually bullies me. Haha.

I had to go to PIE today. So stupid and bogus. Geez...The other bandmates went off to get ready for tonight but i, especially, stayed on to practice. Jiffsen was like, "He stay on leh, I like this kind of "on" juniors." Then Daniel was like, "Yeah but must play correctly!" I mean, Lord of the Dance...! How am i supposed to play that. The high parts I mean. He's so mean. He's not happy with me staying back.

Luke kicked up a fuss about me staying back for Band. GEEZ, Luke. He went, "Why are you here? You're supposed to follow the other Sec Twos you know. It's unfair to them, all for on and one for all. We're supposed to see the progress on these six weeks of practice." Haha, so cheesey, all for one and one for all. Sorry, Luke. (haha)

I have to sign off, it's now a quarter to 2.

Sincerely, sleepily, Black

lost and murdered Saturday, February 18, 2006