` just haven't met you yet

DCT is a pain. Classmates were calling, texting and skyping today about it. Die lor.

Don't wanna talk to you.

If I show you tomorrow, will you talk to me?

Yes.

The little things in life, like leg of lamb, stew, shepherds pie, Just Heavenly cake & leafy drinks. :D
My passion for food, I tell you. =_=

` you're NOT WORTH IT

The part i'm doing now should've been done like ten weeks days ago. See, I try to cut me some slack. Too much slack procrastination is killing me. COME MONDAY GO MONDAY. Monday blues dawning too soon. haha. wtf right, it's only Thursday, technically Friday, since it's past midnight. So much to do, so little time. Ah. After Monday, it'll be booklet craze.

WHERE GOT TIME TO STUDY FOR FINALS KAPOOI *SLITS THROAT*

Then also must have time for tumblr or tumblrity go down ftw ftw.

I know right, so much things, so little time. And how far is Manchester, actually?

I complain alot. heh. I am like that so suck it up.

Procrastination, I will kick you out of my vocabulary!!!! Soon. haha. Super fail can.

Today, your choice to say "no", I believe, was a politically safe answer. Politically safe can also mean irresponsible and easy way out. You're what my previous classmates would label "seh-zai". I really never thought you to be that type.

Just a thought.

` my favourite white shirt

DO YOU KNOW WHAT'S ANNOYING?

WHEN YOU HAVE LIKE 123491222 DRAFTS OF AN ASSIGNMENT AND WHEN YOU NEED A REPRINT YOU DON'T KNOW WHICH ONE TO PRINT AND YOU CAN'T TELL WHICH ONE IS THE FINAL ONE.

THEY'RE ALL CALLED "IMPACT OF NUTRITIONAL ADS - FINAL". ONE COPY IN COMPUTER DESKTOP, ONE IN THE SUBJECT FOLDER, ONE IN OTHER LAPTOP, ONE IN EACH OF THE TWO THUMBDRIVES. GG LA MICHELLE.

NOW I HAVE TO GO THROUGH EACH FILE. WHY ME. WHY NOW. WHY?

FML.

PLUS, I WAITED FOR NOTHING.

TOTALLY A FML DAY.

I love you in a really, really big pretend to like your taste in music, let you eat the last piece of cheesecake, hold a radio over my head outside your window, unfortunate way that makes me hate you, love you. So pick me, choose me, love me.
- Grey's Anatomy

` secret garden

so maybe I succumbed to tumblr.

What's your view on DCT?

` nothing left to salvage, no one left to blame

One last assignment and this will mark the opening of the flood gates to my finals.

Actually, I think this' gonna be the toughest one. =_=

I really should buck up! Procrastination - deadliest sin, can?

Where did the time go?

I hope I have Christmas and alone time to look forward to, this year.

It's a Saturday and I had to go to school at 9.30 a.m. for Research Colloquium. =_=

Things they make compulsory for us. urgh. Interesting, nonetheless.

Hello boyf, you read me before you go to sleep, so goodnight! 我爱你! <3


I am feeling very jolly. I think it's the medication. Makes me feel very who0o0ozy.

Yeah. With all that o0o0o0o0o.

AND OMG WHAT IS WITH GG. It's getting really stupid. Everyone besides Chuck is very mou liu, which is making the show very ma ma tei. =_=

Among the broken mirrors, I don't look the same.
You're the diamond on my landmine.

-BillyTalent

` hello hello Laryngitis

I wasn't expecting a visit.

Anyway, for random-ness sake and for my own knowledge, here goes. I witnessed a little incident, which I wouldn't say I expected to happen. Nonetheless, I got thinking after that. Child A was playing with child B. Child B in his playfulness then kicked child A. Unfortunately for child B, child A's father was watching them. The moment father A saw child B kick child A, all hell broke lose, and he literally stared the kid (child B) down, and hoarsely said "stay there. Don't move" (it was a gathering in my house with many people, hence the lowered voice). The funny part was every time child B moved a limb, father A would stare him down harder and hoarsely bark "don't move!". In child B's defense, he prolly wasn't taught that the effects of kicking some kid's stomach was, well, not pleasant (read explanation later). Then I put myself in father A's shoes. If a kid kicked my kid's stomach that hard, I would totally freak. In fact, he'd be lucky if all I did was stare him down; cos truth be told, I might have actually hung him upside down from a moving fan, and dip his finger in melted wax.  This applies specifically to the particular child B (and maybe his siblings! haha).

Am I sadistic like that?

I am.

Why?

I love kids, right?

I do.

But what you don't get is that child B has always been annoying in a very fml-why-is-he-like-that way. So yes. I cannot stand kids like this. Kids whose parents won't tell that what they're doing is wrong. Kids whose parents don't bother to teach/ask them to apologize after making a mistake (eg. kicking Child A's stomach). Kids whose parents pamper them, grin and bear all the kids do. HELLO I don't have kids yet and I hope I don't end up like one of those parents. urgh. I'm very emotional, right? Must be the hormones. double urgh. I bet some of you just skipped the entire thing up there, or if you read it you didn't understand it, or you just re-read it to re-process it. haha.

Now, on more dramatic things that include me init.

1. Blacks drove a new car with double sun roof (or moon roof), since the woman and I opened it in the night.
2. Dance workshop by Michael Voon was quite fun, as we went through the different dance eras, starting from the 20's all the way to 90's and more. The jives and shiz. 
3. I thought the 17th was a Wednesday and I forgot to bring my assignment to school, and it was totally a FML FML FML PLS day. Thank you sheep for helping me print and hand up. *peace.
4. Apparently that meter-looking-thing on the Merc's dashboard with had numbers 1 to 12 around it and two hands was a clock! Sucha revelation! =_=
5. I spent the weekend at a church "Community Renewal" program. I think it was very fulfilling because I didn't have to do much. 
6. I think the woman gave up waking me up after all these years. Just leave me in bed and go wash up. IF I DONT WAKE UP THEN WHAT!!!! How then! hmph. Unless you plan to walk, you can't go church without me right!
   
7. Oh I pulled an all night-er for my 105 assignment. urgh. Anyway i'm just happy i'm handing up assignments by noon, instead of just before five (deadline).

I know I know. No pictures. I don't carry my compact camera around anymore, cos it doesn't take pretty pics. And the DSLR is just ... huge. I am very tough to please, am I not? lol.

This has really been a jumble mumble of different issues. So much more to say but I just don't know where I left off, or where to start. So this marks the end of my updates, if this is an update, even.

/edit.

I just had a lot of food (did I?) and now my stomach's grumbling as if I haven't eaten at all for the past three hours. Five types of curry for dinner and the works. Woman asks me why I wonder if I'm not getting better. Le sigh. And now I wonder why i'm fat. I'm gonna go down grab food. I have a kerazy food fetish. I finished an entire tube of Ritz biscuits during tea time, topped with either peanut butter or strawberry jam, or lemon curd, or tuna, or marmite! Marmite is love! <3 And I wonder why i'm fat. sigh. Ok makan time. Stomach very noisy.

` let me be your person, okay?

I'm so busy being worried about you, I daren't don't have time to get all PMS-y.

In fact, I think I might even make it through without getting all hormonal.

Oh joy.

Assignments.

fml. Sore throat. Such good timing.

I miss doing things together too. You're not alone.

Now give me an operational definition already! dammit.

` dyu wanna come over, kill some time & throw your arms around me

Picture Credits: tumblr

` dark and twisted again

GG.

Finals back-to-back four days. Surprise, surprise, Michelle!

*jumps off balcony.

Now no one piss me off.

hahahahaha.

Shoot me please.

Thank you.

Ps. Dear God, if what You gave me is what I think You gave me for my birthday this year, thank You, and please don't take it away, thank You. - Yours truly, sincerely, forever and ever, till death do us part, Michelle. 

Pps. "Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words can never harm me". Whoever said that was a doofus. Seriously. haha. Your words. Your words. Only your words.

` no rewind buttons

2 AM and she calls me 'cause I'm still awake,
"Can you help me unravel my latest mistake?,
I don't love him. Winter just wasn't my season"
Yeah we walk through the doors, so accusing their eyes
Like they have any right at all to criticize,
Hypocrites. You're all here for the very same reason

'Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button, girl.
So cradle your head in your hands
And breathe... just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe

Mm Such an old classic (personally). Just the few words that jumped up at me today. Hello, blog! How do you do?


To begin with, I've been running high on my sleep debts. =_= These assignments eat the living daylight out of you. I have an assignment due every Friday, starting tomorrow, for the next three weeks. How exciting, right? I am queen. Hypocrites. I need to remember drama script. Hypocrites. Oh, Adeline, Bel and I totally did some small skit in tutorial today about memory. "I remember Chuck kissing Blair!". Yeah. Haha. Psycho shit, these days. Lab reports lab reports. Research design. Procedures. Lab reports. Designs. Methods. Journals. Kill me please days. Reports. Labs. Lab reports. urgh. Life doesn't slow down for you, does it? AND OMG OTH! Ep07 was epic, can. I like. hahaha. The only things that keep me sane in this insanity. Monash-ians on holiday already! Boo.

You know what I need? I need a REM Rebound. Yes. Please. Tomorrow night. 

Do you get tired of saying "I miss you"?

` confusion; illusions

me and my heart, we've got issues.

Song totally stuck in my head! =_=

Anyhoo, I don't usually go to skl on Mondays but apparently I have group meeting tmr, yay!

Boo.

Anyone wanna read journals with me? :D

Hello all of you people who think i'm really all that emo - I'm not. Okay so I re-read my posts and they may sound somewhat suggestive that i'm very emo. But rest assured, I have my ups and downs, and no matter how hard I try to end it with an up, there always will be downs; I'll keep trying nonetheless. Yes there are days I end with real ups and explosions in my sky, but yeah, there are days I don't know where I went wrong. FOR EXAMPLE, that TS necklace I saw on the website and forgot to ask anyone to buy for me. hmph. One week later, it's gone. Forever and ever. fml. Now that was a small downer.  Small only, I'm not some drama queen (although at this point, many of you would beg to differ!) who gets upset over not getting a necklace for Pete's sake! Of course I'm not gonna tell you what else makes me upset! I'm not into PDE (public display of emotions). K I'll admit I'm getting lamer by the day. If Ms. Baskin Robins calls me tomorrow, I'm calling the cops - that I am. What else. Oh I had Chinese dinner - crazy shiat I tell you. Three bowls of rice, two bowls of noodles, lotsa lotsa pork and joyful roasted pig skin (OMGSH! Can't remember when I last had that! So unhealthy, but necessary once in a while indulgence. hah), my favourite vege (no actually, it's the only vege I know how to order in Chinese - Yao Mak Ching Chao!), herbal chicken and sorts. OH PRAWNS. Big fat juicy prawns that were readily peeled <- best part. You know how lazy I am to peel and get my fingers oily. Anyway, I am a fail blogger - no pictures. I can tell you, it's been a long time since I last ate that much (!) - maybe 24 hours! Yeah, last night we had Mum's Place at home for like sixty (or more) people, and the bestest rendang and lemak kuning and lotsa spicy-bicy food. I can't believe after the first round the entire huge tray of rendang disappeared. YOU PIRANHAS. mmmmm. I love food.

And I wonder why I'm fat.

And you? You had a ten-second girlfriend.

heh. Now I don't know what I feel. Okay. I'm rambling. I just said I wasn't a fan of PDE and look at how much i've said. I think this is a very straight forward post and none of you have to ask me if I had any underlying themes here, so please none of you call me tomorrow, thankyou! Okayyyy. Sleeppppppp.