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hello everyone im esther tsan . my first name should be spelt as ZHANG but back to those times when my ancestors didn't know any english , they have to find an outsider , not a chinese to give our first name in english . so TSAN was given in replacement of ZHANG . i have 9 siblings . no im not kidding . maybe my papa thought that having 10 kids will be fun . very true actually . because if i don't know something i can turn to my 9 siblings . not all will always be there to help but few of 'em will be good enough . i love my family and i do not choose to dislike them . because if i do , i have to dislike 9 of 'em . very tiring . nah , it was a joke . but seriously , i love them very much .

srsm family day wasn't as fun as last year's.well,the only thing is everyone changed.my teacher did not recognize me.sad thing =(


anyway,was chattin with yoke hua,irvin and jason.some sm's are transferin' to wms.everyone's leavin.bt i'll still be smsm till sec 5,which is a long way more.i need all of them to be with me.without them i can kill myself =D yun yee's leavin' for aussie next year.we are gonna miss ur lameness! =D for the time bein' none of us had mentioned abt transferin' school.but i know some of them are leavin'.some of the sri gardeners are transferin here too.how i miss the times when i were with them in sri garden.i miss those stella marisians in primary too.i have this sissy friend who actually was in sri garden.he transfered to stella maris then back to sri garden now.and back to stella maris again next year.you know who you are =)


i realised we have changed alot now.the same goes to me.thinkin' how we cried over small matters.how we ignored each other over nothin'?how i spent my times with the boys when all of them ignores me.how we became friends again.how we create troubles and left unsolved.how we fought.till the last year in primary school.how we did not appreciate things and made a teacher cried.how nervous we were for our UPSR and the results.how we cried after knowin' our results.how we go crazy after the UPSR when we spent the whole day in the field.i really do miss those times.let me repeat that "I REALLY DO"....



and after some time,we would forget each other.forgettin the pasts and wakin' up one day,scratchin' our head and say "damn!i couldn't recall the girl's name who used to be my bestie",or takin' a walk in the park,knock on someone who actually is your bestie..you'll just say sorry and turn away.because that's what happen when we grow up someday.

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