mahahaahahhaha

the greatest fan of your life. . .

Monday, February 28, 2005

Someone slap me.

My mind is beginning to stray. Is there an antidote for this. The
sensitive glands don't stop pumping for some reason. When certain things are better left unsaid, should they be burried deeper in the sand, or left there for the wind and rain to reveal it over time. Maybe it's something that I can't stop. That has been built after the many times of defeat.

Or maybe I just need a cigarette...

___Yip.

Friday, February 25, 2005

sabrina (ian??ahhaha) tan siok min!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i will personally go down to ur house and send the damn photos to myself..

i pester u day and night for it....

and i still dont get it..

:( :( send me la........thanks webs


Michelle Khoo

Wednesday, February 23, 2005

We'll start a fire and burn some bridges...


With a hundred thousand lights,

Darkness is everywhere...
Burn TP??
___Yip.

Am I at the Losing End once again?

I'm skeptical, can't help it, it's freaking me out. For the previous one too many times, being subjected to manipulation, tables turning around and around have proven; once bitten twice shy. Should that be catalogued as a gift or a talent, or just plain deviousness. Was I made to be fooled? Or to be played by the other. How can you be so sure you won't be a victim this time round without affecting anything else around you?

You get over it.

___Yip.

Sunday, February 20, 2005

The many things in life we take for granted. For instance, education. Not all are given the opportunity to do what they desire. Some want this diploma way more than I do but are not fortunate as I am. Placed before me, with all the bills settled, and I'm taking it for granted. Time is crucial. Especially when it's too late to realise your mistakes. And all you can do is rush. Or just go downhill.

Does anyone know how to turn back time? Only myself to blame. ROAR.

___Yip.

Friday, February 18, 2005

I feel like shit...
My neck is stiff.
I'm sleepy.
The lab is freaking cold.
I have SOOOO many projects.
And my hair sucks.

However, I'm looking forward to today. (After that darn excursion.)

For those who didn't know,
RICCO ALAM IS BACK IN TOWN.

___
Yip.



Thursday, February 17, 2005

Today's Republic poly open house.

A little note to all u soon to be poly people(like finally!!!!!!!), dont go to RP.ull regret it.

Michelle Khoo

Tuesday, February 15, 2005

baby and i went to the zoo on valentines day.so fun!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!love u stup bu.



Michelle Khoo

Monday, February 14, 2005

It's 4 in the morning.

And I want to be sedated.

___Yip.

Sunday, February 13, 2005

Insecurity
(adj.)

1. Not sure or certain; doubtful: unemployed and facing an insecure future.
2. Inadequately guarded or protected; unsafe: A shortage of military police made the air base insecure.
3. Not firm or fixed; unsteady.
a. Lacking stability; troubled.
b. Lacking self-confidence; plagued by anxiety.


And no one is to blame..

___Yip.

Friday, February 11, 2005

CNY has been _____. I don't know, you fill in the blanks. I slept the afternoon away and then headed off to my grandma's. Oh, and guess what? Today is my chinese birthday bodoh. My grandma gave me another red packet for that. And the total amount collected, too miserable to count em. But I do know this, which makes it suck even more. My neice and nephew, each, has got way more than me. Prolly twice as much. Or even more.

I'm lying in bed. I'm so freaking sleepy but I've got the urge to blog. Been drained out. The lack of sleep. The running around after a hyper active kid. The baby sitting. The work. And things will only get worse 2mor. Suffering from fatigue, I still gotta get my sorry ass down to doing some preoject. Thanks to inconsiderate classmates with no sense of responsibility.

So Valentine's Day seems to be coming out of everybody's mouth. My sis is lying down on the floor next to me, and even she asked her friend what she was doing on that day. Hmm, it's not that important to me actually, single or attached. Esecially since kimberloo is working. Valentine's Day, a special day for couples? A lonely day for the singles? To me, it's just any other normal day. It's like an advertised day where lovers feel the sudden urge to celebrate their love for their partners. CORRECT?

Ok suddenly, I lost the mood for blogging.

___Yip.

Tuesday, February 08, 2005

Today feels like a Sunday. Maybe because I spent the whole afternoon cleaning my room.

I can't wait to lie in bed tonight. My bed will be soooo clean. The power rainbow vacuum cleaner. 'voooom' all over the mattresses. I almost felt sorry for the bed bugs. With the help of my dad, we got rid of all the dust in the room. Ok, not all. But pretty much la. I never thought dust could be so thick.

Things I found under my bed:
1. Coins. $1.25 in total.
2. The remote control for my player. It was missing for about a year.
3. The left side of an old bedroom slipper.
4. A pack of listerine. Its not mine, too hot for me.
5. One inhaler.
6. The other side of my globe socks. Was missing for quite a while too.
7. A picture of me and hui.

Treasure Hunt bodoh. It's a boring Chinese New Year Eve. Let's go outtt.

Chinese New Year, the only thing you look forward to is the money. It's all about red packets, goodies with sky high calories, and the fake smiles with a red reward. I can't wait to go to my maternal side though. My Father's side is so bloody well behaved. Non of them smoke. It's a totally different thing with the Wongs. Vulgarities, tobacco, alcohol and mahjong. Don't get me wrong, they are nice people, REALLY!
So I guess I won't have the time to blog for the next few days. To everyone, pig out and collect ang pau! Many many!

___Yip.

Sunday, February 06, 2005

Today's sunday.I hate sundays.Because everyone goes home for dinner early on sundays.But on a brighter side, i dont have school for the whole of this coming week. woot woot.


Michelle Khoo

Thursday, February 03, 2005

A quick entry.

Just to say:

I removed my stitches today.

The projects are killing me.

AND.

Today,
I bought cigs with MY OWN ID.


Hoho.

___Yip.