welcome
Welcome to the fps family's blog!
If you have no idea who Auds, Huimin, Chris and Shuting are, then sorry wrong site. we don't blame you though. our url is subceptible to typos.
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As a side note, we would like to inform you, the reader, that all characters appearing on this blog are fictional and do not exist, even if they seem to model real people, places, events or otherwise.
You're not going to sue us right? Come on, we're too cute to sue.
Credits for the Blogskin: an ISOLATION-D production
THE FAMILY
Hello! As you should already know, we are the FPS family!
Now, every family should have a family history, no? So. Our family was formed earlier this year when our (soon to be) fps mentor ms may tan asked if any of us would like to try out fps! And so our family was formed. Audrye, Huimin, Chris-Tin and Shuting.
Since march we have battled through problems, underlying problems, solutions, criteria, ranking and action plans, at the same time braving global warming, freedom of speech and most recently, nutrition.
Our unofficial meeting venue was always Chris-tin's house, and in the process, all of us gained weight with all the many many many marks and spencers cookies and ruffles we had! So much for learning about all the transfat.
It was in this intellectual environment that chemical bonding took place! In the end, we officially became the fps family, which can withstand high temperatures without any change in state. XD
A note about the name! reverse electrolysis was one of our action plans! and fps stands for Future Problem Solving!
Did you know? Chris-Tin killed the blog the first time because she didnt know that half the html for the blog was cut off, and she saved the template changes! so she had to do it all over again. ):
Saturday, February 17, 2007
pain staysi have the bruise and the swell to prove it. it doesn't matter whether there's the ice pack or the spray or even the bruise cream the constant rubbing or even the concern from people around, because all it takes is a gentle impact on your fragile shin guard and
voila. it is back to stay.
i wish so badly that any one of you could just come and talk to me right now i am at home with my family and all alone. does that make sense? it's so clear in my mind that evening when we sat in the semi-darkness freezing cold with the music blasting in our ears, and then we abandoned the narrow aisle and walked to boat quay to look at the lights and river and sky, and i told you what that means and for a while you made me think that i was wrong. but hell, day after day it becomes clearer that i was not. i miss talking to you. it clears my head up and helps me to understand just what on earth is going on in that chaos of neurons up there that i usually have problems sorting out. but now i can't find you any more, it's like nothing i say gets through.
ah what the hell. chinese new year sucks.
family meeting at 5:44 PM
talk
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