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« Sunday, June 18, 2006 »
urgh i'm too lazy to write in the third person and there's still this valley between my life and it being a story so never mind about the third-person POV idea. and if i don't make sense again it's because i'm in a mood of high-ness again. but come to think of it, this sounds relatively un-high. maybe i should like go I AM SUPER HIIIIIGH TODAY!!!!!! but uhh that's not exactly me. now did anyone (if there's even a person reading this) get the point i was making?

nevermind. enough crapping deep comments (ahem. can anyone spare me a cough drop?). and now, the main thing is.


CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT IT IS ONLY SEVEN DAYS TO 25TH JUNE 2006.

oops i omitted the question mark but i do this just too often. SEVEN DAYS IT'S TIME TO PANIC. SEVEN. ohno. i think i'm really going to go haywire on concert day. my triplets. ARGH. my triplets! ohno and then on saturday i had TWO memory lapses. TWO. of all things, TWO MEMORY LAPSES. when i don't usually suffer from them. MEMORY LAPSES. ohdear they had better not take me by surprise on concert day, uhh, maybe concert night. go away memory lapses.

-you know, you can tell that michelle is really agitated now because she doesn't usually use caps. it's because her primary school teachers have drilled into her one rule of net etiquette that goes something like: using caps on the net is equivalent to shouting. and being a good girl she has obediently abided by the rules (of course, excluding today). now, will someone get me a bucket because i'm not exactly feeling very well. must be that last sentence.

okay i think on concert day, sorry, night itself, i'll like stay in a corner and put on a serious (or rather, sulky) face and bury my face in the score. i know that's antisocial but never mind i think i have to bear with it.

-now you could tell that that was to be taken with a pinch of salt, couldn't you! michelle is a hopelessly social character and her whole life is talk, talk, and nothing but talk. oh, and she wants to tell chloe (if she's reading this at all) that she's finished her letter (:

composed; 10:48 PM :D


MICHELLE. (:
or zongmin, in english, chinese or - okay, not really otherwise.

rafflesian
111 (06) | 213 (07) | 414 (09)
tripscience/lit♥ + mep, crab! (:
RGSChoir♥: sop2/alto1 + appassionata!
RGSPB-fior, batch of 'o9! (:
waddlian :D
CAPper'o7!
OBS}hillary!♥
team rgs/nsc08! (:
RGS-ICYL08: FIXcomm!♥
wycf08, satb choir! :D
ISYF@SG09!♥

lives, writes, sings, plays the piano, and attempts to sound intellectual at times (conclusion: fails rather miserably).

loves music (almost strictly classical, hurhur & inclusive of faziolis!), literature (& also the sciences - no they are not in conflict), making hopelessly lame puns, laughter, white/milk chocolate, cheesecake, the world & the people in it. list not exhaustive, by the way.

wants the world to be filled with peace, joy and love, and also wants (perhaps a little more selfishly) to be happy, plus lead a life of purpose. that would be more than enough. (:

oh, and she likes embarking on her own 'free hugs!' campaigns after exams and the like; not really sure why. D: (at any rate, you can tell that she's random enough.)

loves you!♥
amanda g.
amanda y.
baozhing
brenda l.
brenda s.
chanel
charmaine
chloe
darrell
deborah l.
deborah z.
elizabeth
fangying
fiona
frances
giovanni
grace k.
grace z.
iris
jacqueline
jane
jiaxuan
jingjie
jovina
kezia
leevoon
lisa
lynette
madeline
may
mengshi
michelle
natalie
nikhita
peiying
priscilla
samantha
sarah
seetteng
shanjee
shiaoyen
shermaine
shze hui
siyi
sophia
stacey
stefanie
suetping
tienli
vanessa
wanhui
wanjiun
weite
xinyuan
yeephon
yinleng
yujia
zeslene

111'06
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thefugacious@wordpress!

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very plain, she knows; but this is probably herself in its entirety - nothing more than a compilation of perhaps-boring-to-you little things (and the occasional Important Event), but also nothing less than all the brilliant memories which constitutes her life, and perhaps yours.

also interpreted as an inability to express with other things but words (nothing more, nothing less!), although even words sometimes won't do enough. but she does like orange.

v2.0 (230208): maybe solid grey isn't that fantastic after all. but wordy is good, all the same. she's weird, she knows.

ver. i-pretend-that-it-is-3.0-when-i-know-it-is-not (070608): i am boring, take that. (:

v4.0 (200908): got bored, so cut down on the quasi-fanciful stuff even more. perfectly plain now, though somehow the background still doesn't work on safari / google chrome. ):