†~Joshua Tan~†

T1W10

2009-03-20T00:13:00.001-07:00

Jack had finally managed to complete some of his pesky holiday homework, his journals. It was the only thing he was sure he had to do. The rest of the teachers had been weird and vague about giving their holiday homework, giving the students unclear and nebulous instructions. Or maybe he just hadn't been listening. Jack would have to work fast to complete the rest of the holiday homework that his brother hadn't been able to complete, or his teachers would indict him with the crime of laziness again. They would revile him with derogatory terms and insults, and other things besides, but Jack didn't really mind. Sticks and stones might break his bones, but words would never hurt him, unless his teachers threw dictionaries at him.

The Stickman Murder Mystery Game

2009-03-20T00:09:00.000-07:00

I played the stickman murder mystery game today. It was fun. I had to solve a murder by going around town talking to people and finding evidence. There was also some random stuff, like dreaming about a creepy guy in a egg who helped me find the murder weapon. I finally solved the case after finding some evidence against the guy in the green shirt, because a bit of his t-shirt was stuck in the victim's teeth -.- . I tried to play the Power Rangers Dino Thunder game after that, but it took too long to load D:

T1W9

2009-03-19T23:50:00.000-07:00

Looking upon his Secondary 1 yearbook, a feeling of nostalgia washed over Jack. All sorts of things had happened that year, that first year in his secondary school. Jack looked back especially fondly upon the memories of his form teacher, a profligate and comical megalomaniac who had spread all sorts of mendacious lies about his importance so as to awe his new Secondary 1 students. Jack still remembered the time he'd near dismantled the entire DNT workshop to make a statue of himself, proclaiming his "pro-ness". For all his faults however, he was still an amazing person, and a good teacher. Sadly he had resigned last year, much to the dismay of his students, but his legacy had lived on, as did his statue...

T1W8

2009-03-19T23:20:00.000-07:00

Jack had always been able to tell whenever he was dreaming. In the mists of sleep, whether faced by giant walking rainbow mushrooms or flying dinosaurs, Jack was always able to jerk himself awake, knowing that it wasn't really happening. Having this innate ability, it rather disturbed Jack to find out that he was dreaming. Normally it wouldn't have bothered him so much, but he was supposed to be in school. "JACK!!11 ARE U SLEEPING AGAIN!?" shouted his teacher, jerking him awake forcefully. The class broke into spontaneous laughter. The seemingly myriad faces of his romping classmates slowly swam into focus. Jack had a sudden craving to sink into the ground, to escape from this embarrassment. "Sorry..."

T1W7

2009-03-19T23:06:00.000-07:00

The holidays had come, and nearly gone, and still Jack had not yet reached into the murky depths of his schoolbag to retrieve his holiday homework. It was an enigma to Jack, why teachers had to give homework during the holidays. It just spoilt the fun, and all but the most assiduous of students ended up cramming it all at the last day anyway. However, being a resourceful student, Jack had decided to bribe his older brother into helping him do it, not an easy task, but better than the alternatives. The results would not be perfect, but it would suffice to fool his gullible teachers.

T1W6

2009-03-12T20:54:00.001-07:00

Jack was trying to decide which CCA to join. He had just quit his previous CCA (chess club) because he couldn't take the overwhelming excitement. Walking through the CCA carnival, he took cursory glances at the booths around him. Coteries of students from different CCAs shouted out from the behind counters embellished with mottos and decorations, calling for new members. Jack, being a gregarious person by nature, was trying to find a CCA with many members, which wasn't boring. He had seen several CCAs that looked promising, but sadly had quite a few sedentary members. After a few more hours of fruitless searching, Jack decided to go home. The best CCA for him was one that didn't exist.

T1W5

2009-03-12T20:41:00.000-07:00

After much thought and consideration, Jack had decided to stop being so emotional and get on with his life. His emo days were now officially behind him. Although it had been hard to renew all his broken relationships, he had persevered and finally slipped back into the crowd at school. He realized that he was culpable for all that had happened to him, his bad results, his inability to make friends, everything was because of his bad attitude, fettering him in everything he tried to do. He decided to recant all insults and bad things he had said to anyone earlier, and become a paragon of what a friend should be to everyone around him.

T1W4 Journal

2009-03-04T04:50:00.000-08:00

Jack lay, supine, on his bed, thinking about life. Mammoth problems were over-running him. His school results, his personal life, his CCA...problems just kept piling on. The counseling session with the school counselor hadn't helped. If anything, it had worsened his mood. He had to face up to the terrible truth...his life was in havoc right now. His teachers had lost their patience with him, and were nettling him constantly, with their stern and stentorian tones, their irritating voices. It was all getting to be too much. He'd have to do something about this, and soon...

T1W3 Journal

2009-03-04T04:32:00.000-08:00

Jack hadn't been doing very well in school. It was an incontrovertible fact. Not doing homework, not filing his worksheets, failing almost every single subject in his timetable...you name it, he'd failed it. His teachers were at a loss as to why this normally good and hardworking student had suddenly deproved so drastically. When his teachers pressed the matter, Jack just said cryptically "I'm not telling...". After careful and surreptitious observation of Jack, the teachers surmised that he was in depression. They decided to leave him alone rather then let the school counselor deal with him, possibly due to the high suicide rates of previously counseled students. In their opinion, the problem would, ultimately, solve itself...

Argumentative Essay: Can one improve his/her English skills?

2009-01-21T20:08:00.000-08:00

I agree that one can indeed improve one's English skills. As long as you put your heart, mind and soul to it, and work hard at improving your english, it is definitely possible. Although it might be difficult and hardships will definitely come your way, if you persevere you will reach your goal in the end. That is my opinion.
There are several ways I know of to improve your english, and though they are n0t foolproof, they definitely might work. One of these ways is by reading avidly. Reading all sorts of books will expose you to a wide range of words and text, and by reading this sort of thing often your english skills, such as your vocabulary, will definitely improve over time.
Another way to improve your english is to speak english often. Doing this will allow you to practise your vocabulary and widen its range, as well as letting you get used to the language.
In conclusion, I encourage all of you to try these techniques to improve your english. Although some might tell you otherwise, improving your english is definitely possible.

The adventures of Jack:Week 2(12)

2009-01-19T05:08:00.000-08:00

Jack is just an average fifteen year old schoolboy, worried about school, troubled by life's problems...what you'd expect in any schoolboy his age. He likes sports, such as soccer, basketball, volleyball, and other activities of that ilk. He studies in the prestigious school of Chung Cheng High, but doesn't really like studying in general, due to his lazy and carefree nature. It is this aspect of his personality that often gets his parents launching into furious diatribes about. Jack gets fractious around homework, so he decided a long time ago that staying away from it would be best. His idea of a utopia would be a world where school and homework didn't exist, where you didn't have to do any work at all, and could just sit around doing nothing but things you like forever.

The adventures of Jack:Week 1(11)

2009-01-19T04:57:00.000-08:00

Jack sat alone on a chair in his domicile, reflecting on the past week's events. His girlfriend had broken up with him, saying he was "too lax a person", too lazy and carefree, and that she had fallen for someone else, and that she was sorry. Jack, being a sanguine person by nature, decided to accept this and took it in his stride. Besides, he didn't want to force a relationship, to coerce her into staying with him. Jack, thinking hard, decided not to worry too much, and to just try as hard as possible to make his ex-girlfriend love him again. However, so far, his efforts were fruitless.

My English Journal Blog

2009-01-12T03:32:00.000-08:00

This is my english journal blog, for english journals -.- duh. Sorry if there's no cbox, lazy to put one. Besides this blog for journals only, want to see real posts go to my main blog. Oh wait I don't have one. Nvm.

P.s this isnt a journal. Only the first post. :D