10/01/2007

OK day in school.
Woke up like early.
SO TIRED.

After school, we went to Newton to eat.
Took the lorry of course.
Rained a little.
THE FOOD THERE IS EX.
Actually, ok la.
The mango, one half is like $3.
But i love it.
It's abit sourish sweet.
Love it.

Then head back to school.
I love Lorry rides.
I just want the ride to go on and on.
But then, nothing is forever.
I really love the winding hitting my face(*michelle, are you aware that the wind is dirty*)
Thinking and thinking, pondering about some stuff.
Love it la.
Although the back aches now.
Then WSS.
Continued to do the spect box.

I don't know.
I am redundant!
They are handling the circuit. And i am like...what should i do?
Gosh!
*Michelle, yes, go bang your head now...*
*Bing bang biang kong crash squish piak*
I realised something.
Or rather, i finally understand something.
Two person of the same character getting together spells trouble.
Indeed true.
Especially when two stubborn people get together.

Shan't elaborate.
Tired to argue.
I used to so like arguing.
But why is it that i can't find the joy in it anymore?
I just don't have the drive to make my point or even talk.
Someone, find that "passion" and "joy" back for me...
*Michelle, do you have any idea that you are talking crap now?!*

Ok, while painting the box today, there is this lady talking to me.
She is from the Christian society or something.
Kinda long talk.
Well, she's doing most of the talking anyway and i just feel bad if i interrupt her.
So i just listened.
She told me she used to be a super fat girl in primary school(*she is super thin now*).
And then, her second sis died in a car accident. And her second sis is like on the way to register in SP.
Then, she is someone with super low self esteem.

And hmmmm.
Hearing her say that, i just well, feel so much.
Michelle love to just pretend
Pretend that everything is fine
Uh.
Michelle do feel confident at times
*And how often is that girl? Freakingly self conscious*

And recently, Michelle is becoming evil.
Dead.
Michelle, you cannot make it already.
Attitude ugly, appearance cannot make it.
Then how?
Goner?

Tsktsk.
At times, the super imperfect me, is so sick of hanging around people.
Never mind about that.

Tired to talk!
Gonna paint the box.
Love the green colour!


YAWNS!
Tomorrow handing in the spect box.
Let's hope it will work.
Heehee..


Luckily michelle is easily happy.
If not, i already emo till die le.
Small things make me happy.
And now, i just can't help but smile everytime.
It's like something so simple and something no one will take notice of, but hor, i just feel happy over it.
Michelle ar Michelle.