[following the schizophrenic post (see below), michelle has decided that, for sanity reasons, she will revert back to writing normal prose, without confusing changes in perspective and definitely no more rampant spamming of the word 'michelle'.]

hmm what should i say. :D these few days, or more specifically, these three days have constituted some humongous whirlwind of activity. somehow it's almost as if the essence of this whole academic year was condensed into those three days - some tangible results (finally!) from that whole year of slogging through piece after piece of work, the volcanic eruption of class spirit during netball carn and a sort of conclusion for my first year, for fior's first year, in rgspb. generally i'm awfully happy about how things have turned out in the end, but y'know, not everything ends up exactly the way you want it to be, so in certain respects, well, blah. :/ it's quite hard to qualify my feelings now, considering it's just a huge mess, but i think much comfort can be found from this year's board song, haha. :D "and when the days grow long and hard to bear, i'll be strong, i know you're there; yeah we've gotta keep the spirit!"

and yes, i guess it's really true that people only start to appreciate things when they lose them; i'm just glad that i've learnt to be thankful for everyone around me without having to go through the painful process of loss. at one point in time, when it suddenly struck me that we might not be able to make it through intact (and gosh, that was an excruciating realization), that i might just be the one that has fallen behind, i felt so, so regretful that i haven't truly gotten to know everyone really well. it struck me that i hadn't exactly told anyone how brilliant batchmates they have been throughout this one trying year, and it also struck me that no one actually knew how much fior meant to me, how much rgspb meant to me. sometimes it's become so subconscious a thing, that you don't really recognize it anymore, and it's only with some shock and pain that you startlingly realize that you haven't truly valued some of the things you have around, the things you ought to value most. so anyway, thank you dearest fior for everything! for all the laughter, the occasional tears (of joy!), and everything else. :D batch09 is love! :D and anyhow, i'd like to believe that once a fiorian, always a fiorian!, so don't lose faith. (: we'll always be there for each other, no matter what!

argh this is so not going in chronological order, but ohwell, nevermind! netball carn was a blast, whee. (: mmhm at the end of the day it doesn't really matter if victory wasn't ours; what matters most is that we've grown together as a class, become more bonded and that we now identify 213 as our own. i truly think that our class spirit is second to none - how people would just spontaneously break out into cheers, how all that matters is that we've tried our very best, and how we're just proud to be part of 213. hahaha 'we're the car and you're the taxi!' (: it's rather random, i guess, but that's who we are, that's how we are! haha twothirteen is the love too :D

drama night was, whoa. O: maybe it's the theme (i mean, 'the face we wear' is so wide, open to interpretation, and so, subtle! okay fine so my vocabulary is failing me, but you get the idea...or do you not :/), but i thought the sec1s' plays were really cool in conception and delivery. (: i really, really loved the murderer one - it's simple, but elegantly so, and it was impactful! as in, all the play with the subconscious, the conscious facade, exploring hidden motivations and all; quite complex, but i truly enjoyed how they handled it (and they handled it real deftly)! oh, but the drug peddling thing was a bit, weird. :/ anyhow, 109's one was cool too, especially the ending with the starting idea. i liked the last portion of the presidential elections play, heartwarming and all. :D choral speaking was cool too, and comical, to say the least. (: (well, only the shylock one was 100% serious, kind of thing?) but uh, somehow i have a feeling that there was a bit too much love lingering in the air that night. a bit too much, yes. Oo hahaha i don't know, but throughout drama night i felt very aww-ish - similarly it's hard to describe; it's like a bit of sadness that we won't have drama night next year, pride for the sec1s' fantabulous performances, a nice tingly feeling about the whole atmospehre, just all that mixed together. it's weird, i guess, but sometimes i just feel so much love for the school and all. i think there's always something cool and fantastic in everything, so long as we look hard enough. :D

farewell assembly was touching. (: honestly, i think mrs dtan has been a really fantastic principal - someone who would just stop and chat with the students on the corridors (even though it's quite obvious she probably has millions of stuff to attend to), someone who's always shown so much support for anything and everything rafflesian, someone who's just so encouraging all the time, and someone who actually tries to understand us and all. it's hard to qualify and put down in words what mrs dtan has actually done for us, really, but i think the fact that even in my mere 2 years of being in rgs i've found her such a brilliant principal speaks volumes. hmm i remember charmaine and i were once discussing how it would be quite ironic if mrs tan, being the head of the sports school, were to meet the rgs contingent at some athletic meet; but whatever it is, she's been an awfully fantastic principal, and i guess the whole of rgs would miss her very dearly. :/ anyhow, i hope the new principal is equally nice. (:

results after that was, hmm, okay? my rs report is all wonky and gross. :/ but i improved for philo! (hahaha.) though apparently, i still have to speak up more in class. and i've been described as quiet on 3 instances. Oo but all the same, i'm glad for my results - everything did turn out fine in the end, so yay. (: my humanities marks are infinitely amusing, my science marks even more so, but whatever it is, i met my target, so whoopee. :D

there's so much more i want to say, and a lot of thankyous that i need to say, but i think now's not the time. (: maybe on the last day of 2007, i shall look back fondly and recount happily, and thank everybody i need to thank. but whatever it is, i am suddenly filled with a lot of love for the world around me so uh, here's LOVE!♥ to everyone, hahaha. (:

[oh, i forgot, waddle's double champs this year! overall champion house + best organized house! yay. :D]

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.)

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amanda y.
baozhing
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chanel
charmaine
chloe
darrell
deborah l.
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iris
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siyi
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suetping
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weite
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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. ):