<♥> Tonight I celebrate my love for you

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♥ Saturday, March 31, 2007
Cold.

A picture I took.

TODAY.
Morning. Hung out with Jolene and Tsing aka Erica at Jusco. It feels so nice seeing them again. I miss them like mad. If only they understood my feelings. *sigh*

Night. Went yamcha with Anusha at a new McD outlet near my place. I drove the both of us there. By the time I got home I got firing from daddy like hell for driving without his permission and WITHOUT A LICENSE.

Daddy and mummy had been bugging me to start my driving lesson soon so that I can drive around legally but I'm just too LAZY to do so.. I'm a complete full time pig! *oinks* ngeh ngeh..

TOMORROW.
The lil chickas gang will hang out tomorrow!!! FINALLY......But the two stupid donkies (tsing and Graeme) coulnd't make it due to some oh-very-so-important-if-they-don't-do-it-the-earth-will-stop-moving-and-the-river-will-stop-flowing business... =.="

Loved at 9:03 AM

♥ Friday, March 30, 2007
Mixed Rojak

Random Picture of a present from Jin Ho last year.

The time is 1.18 am to be percise. I just got back after Yamcha-ing with Justin and his bunch of friends at Hartamas about an hour ago. It was my first time meeting them so I sorta don't quite rememeber their oh-so-beautie-pull name.

Ivan, Taufiq, Nelson and*something-name-something*, *something-something-name*.... =.=" okay, obviously I don't remember most of their names la. My bad.. But HEY! Don't blame me okay. Blame my ever-so-dumb-ass brain. I can't help it if it doesn't want to funtion well tho. *ngeh ngeh*

While talking about some National Service stuff, suddenly someone popped the question out to me...

"eh, are you like mixed or something?"
"huh? urhhh..."
"yea! are you like mixed indian or chinese or malay or what so ever?"
*stares blankly o.O * "Nope.. pure chinese."
"But you don't really look chinese. You look mixed. I thought you were malay at first."
" urh.. yea.. maybe.. cause both my parents aren't really pure Chinese. Got mixed of blood somewhere la."

Rightttt.. I get that everywhere I go!! From the cab fella to National Service camp to yamcha session. For god's sake! I'M A BLARDY CHINESE!! AND I'M NOT EVEN HALF BANANA OK!!!

"You can speak Chinese?"
"urh..Yeap."
" As in Mandarin, canto, Hokkien?"
"urh..Yea. why not?"
"Of coz! She is a mandarin teacher man.."
" You can even write mandarin!!??!!." * stares in disbelief*
"urh.. yea.." * raises an eyebrow*
" Okay, you don't look like you can speak mandarin, let alone writing Chinese."

And they kept emphasizing on me not looking like a person who can speak Chinese. WHAT DA HOLLY FUG?! What was that suppose to mean!?

*bah*

Loved at 10:09 AM

♥ Thursday, March 29, 2007
Hunting for L.O.V.E

Back then, when I was in high school, I used to curse a lot every morning without fail for having to wake up at 7.10 in the morning for school.
But I kept telling myself..

“Chill man, after high school and SPM, you can sleep as long as you want. Wake up as late as you wish!!”

Yea rightttttt.*roll eyes*.
Right after I graduated from high school, straight away kena National Service. Lagi teruk. =.=” Have to wake up at 5.30 every morning for the god damn 3 months! Needless to say, I cursed every morning as if it is a daily routine. Goshhhh.
But once again, I kept hearing myself saying,

“ Relax man, after 3 months sure can go back and sleep kao kao like a pig!”

Blardy hell!!
Soon after I got back from National Service I picked up a part time job as a teacher.

AND GUESS WHAT?

I have to wake up at 6.30 every morning!! Same different. =.=”

*GAH*
Oh god dammit! Please have mercy on me. When can I ever enjoy life, sleep just a micro minute longer and wake up a lil later than usual?? =’( Looks like the word waking up late and Michelle just don’t go hand in hand well in a sentence.

Speaking of work,
Today, a cute lil nine year old boy by the name of Kendrick came up to me and gave me a pair of pretty darling earrings!! Awww.. isn’t he such a cute darling?? =) Love him to bits!

And oh! I was pretty bored at home last night so I went around hunting for L.O.V.E .
Call me a DESPERADO CASE BITCH ! I don’t care.
LAUGH OUT LOUD.

Malas to edit the rest of the pictures I took. So there you GO!
Love is in the air ~~ *muacksss*

Loved at 2:33 AM

♥ Tuesday, March 27, 2007
Random-dom-domie

A few pictures from National Service. Kumpulan 1 siri 4/2007.

Kem Pinggiran Pelangi. Bandar Muadzam Shah, Pahang.

The camwhores aka stars.

Michelle. Joanne. Justin.

The cameramen.

Justin. Michelle. Joanne.

I love my Delta company!!

Joanne! My bestie cum neighbour cum beautician cum massager cum my alarm clock cum the person who takes care of me when I'm sick. Love her to my bones!!!

The tall stick dude. Making me feel SHORT without fail. Hot stuff in camp for some unknown reason?! Almost everyone I know is crazy over him.. =.="

Us. Trying to smile.

The end.

Loved at 5:00 AM

♥ Monday, March 26, 2007
Desprado.

a random picture of me.

Okay,
I would like to announce that I, Michelle Tan Yen Phing OFFICAILLY HATE MY L.I.F.E
Why must life be so unfair? WHY?!!!!
I wake up every morning with an empty heart and an empty soul.
I start my day off without an aim. AIMLESS.

How can L.I.F.E treat me like this?
I hate it when I don't get what I want.
My family and I went over to KLCC after a family gathering over at my aunt's place.
Guess what I saw?
Not a hot guy. Not Rain Jung Ji-Hoon. Not Datuk K. Not the bald Britney. Not Angelina Jolie.

Instead, I saw the FOUR letter word.

S.A.L.E

Omigosh Omigosh Omigosh!! I was so excited when I found out the sales were going on!!
As usual, being the oh-so-typical me, I hopped into Isetan to hunt for new 'JUNKies' to buy. The place was so crowded I could hardly breath!!
And so yea, I found this REALLY SERIOUSLY GORGEOUS HANDBAG from Guess and it was on SALE!!! got 40% off summo lei..

"Daddy, I like the bag, buy for me please?!"
*gave me a cold hard stare* "NO."
" But why? I like it alot! And it is on SALE ,daddy!!"
" You have more than enough of bags at home."
" NO I DON'T!!! Please please please please.."
" No money la."
" Use credit card la."
" Don't want to." *walks off*

BUGGER.I was so desparate that I actually gave daddy a deal just to get that bag.

"Okay la okay la.. I'll pay half of it. 50/50 ok?"

It is a great deal isn't it?!!
The mean daddy just shock his head and walked off. MEANIE!.. The moment he walked off, I could feel my face going red. Something stuck in my throat. Tears starting to fill up my eyes.. I stopped talking after that. They totally got my mood all RUINED!!! oh FUCK it!

I don't care. I want that bag desprately!
Call me a desprado.
I'll do what ever it takes to get the thing I want!!!
I shall go and get it with my own cold hard cash...

Loved at 2:30 AM

♥ Saturday, March 24, 2007
Destroying Myself

I'm feeling pregnant.
I meant literally pregnant.
I've been pigging out so much lately, it feels like I've just swallowed a whole god damn COW! Holly molly, my tummy feels bloated.
I shall cut off the food supply to my lil tummy. Do not NEGOTIATE with myself anymore.

Anyways, I just got home from Petaling Street.
Went there with Stephanie and Jacqueline for my second treatment to get my moles completely removed.
Now the three moles on my face looks terrible, horrible and vegetable! It should peel off within days and VOILA! Moles will be gone for good. =) *YAY!*

Sometimes I wonder what am I turning myself into. Am I just ruining myself without realising it? Why am I doing things that I know it is not right in the first place?

I can't seem to find an answer. Nil.

One day if I die, I shall not die of old age. But I'll die because of what I've done to my own body. I'm destroying my own body, eating it slowly from inside out.

Loved at 3:58 AM

♥ Thursday, March 22, 2007
Shisha + ciggeretes = me puke

*BAH*

Exactly how I am feeling right now. It is 12.02 am..
I just got back from Hartamas after yamcha-ing with a couple of friends. 2 to be exact.
Got back from work today and got ready immediately before heading the LRT station to Bangsar.
As usual, I was late..

"I have no idea why, but I am always late! At least half an
hour. So next time if I say I'll be there at a certain time, please do make sure
you guys get there half an hour later so that it will be just in time."

Thousand apology to dear Justin and Joanne for keeping you guys waiting for ages!! I think they waited so long, long enough to get married, built a house near the LRT station and give birth to 10 kids.. =.="

Anyway, went over to hartamas. Ordered some food and SHISHA. Been dying for that lately.
Their shisha taste good tho! Justin ordered some kinda lemon-mint kinda flavour. Honestly, I think it smells like those toilet liquid washer thingy.. *ngeh ngeh*..
Through out the whole yamcha session, Miss Joanne and Mr. Justin keep repeating the same thing every time I take out a new cigarette..

" eh, don't smoke I tell you!"
"eh, when are you gonna quit smoking?"
" Do you know each puff takes away 5 minutes of your life?"
" you want to die early izzit?"

Daym grandmother la the both of them. Looking and staring and nagging at me as if they are my parents. hahaha.. I'm not blaming them, they are saying it for my own good. But again, DO I LOOK LIKE I EVEN GIVE HALF A FUG ABOUT IT? no..

At the end of the yamcha session, I felt real sick. Tummy was upset and I felt like throwing up. Too much shisha and smoking I guess? I think I stood at the toilet sink for 15 mins trying to force myself to vomit.*BAH* Am still feeling sick tho.

I did have fun! Hope I'll get better by tomorrow. =) I'm so lazy to go to work.... *Grabs my bed refusing to let go!* ='(....

Loved at 8:51 AM

♥ Tuesday, March 20, 2007
Me teacher.

After the navel piercing, it hurt pretty badly. Each time I try to bend forward *OUCH* a painful sting strikes the wounded navel.. I even find the 'PROCESS' of sitting down painful! Like what Nina said

" You look like a pregnant woman trying to sit down..*EVIL LAUGH*"

Yea right..*roll eyes*

"it hurts ok."

Now that the pain is gone, and it is starting to itchy-bitchy daym freaking badly!

Everyone had been quite busy lately. I would proudly announce that I'm pretty BUSY these few days too. At least not rotting away at home.ME BUSY WORKING!!! hehe.. Started my job on Monday. I seriously have NO IDEA why or how on god's green earth did I ever get myself into such situation.. *bah*

Me :" *excited* eh! Guess what? I'm starting work on Monday!"
Moggie :" You what?!"
Me :" *Smiling from ear to ear* WORK!"
Nina :" Working as what?"
Me :" Promise me you guys won't laugh."
Moggie & Nina..... "okayyyy"
Me: " TEACHER!"

Okay, so they didn't keep their promises. THEY STARTED LAUGHING OUT LOUD I think they almost broke all the windows and glasses !! eiyer.. they are such meanies!!
Right, I don't look like a teacher. =.="

I love kids!
I mean... I really DO!
But NOT until the started driving me up the wall. They drive me nuts man! They are superb hyperactive.
I have a feeling their asses are alergic to chairs. God dammit! No matter how much I shout begging them to sit down and keep their fucking mouth shut, they just can't seem to understand me! *knock knock? hello? Am I like speaking in some alien language?!"
It is time for someone to invent some multipurpose glue to glu the kids asses to the chairs and lips together so that they won't make so much noise.

For some god-knows what reason, the school wants me to teach the subject I fear most. CHINESE. I hate chinese. *bah!* I also had to teach science in CHINESE, science in ENGLISH. Someone should really tell the school that I used to fail really badly in both science and chinese subject during primary school..

And and! I daym layan the kids okay. They report practically everything to me! Lets see..

"Teacher! someone pinched me!"
"Teacher! He stole my pencil!"
" Teacher! She is sitting at my place!"
"Teacher! Her stuff just crossed over the boundary of
my table!"
" Teacher! I went to petaling street last
week."

RIGHHTTTT, So what does petaling street got to do with me?
Everything oso must report to the teacher wan meh?! If only I could tell them right in their faces

" DO I LOOK LIKE A BALAI POLIS TO YOU?!"

And OH MY GOD! GRANDMOTHER OF ALL APES...
The amount of students who wants to go to the toilet really freaks me inside out. It is like a hotline kinda thingy. Non-stop weh! Every second sure got people want to go.
It is impossible to have a weak bledder at such young age right?
tsk tsk tsk...

I gave them homeworks to keep them busy.

Reminds me of my kindie drawings.. so cute!!!!

ASKAR?! Maybe this dude should think twice before becoming a soldier. NS nearly killed me ok...
Last but not least! A cute 8 year old Indian boy came up to me and gave me a piece of paper. He said he drew the a robot specially for me.. =) awww.. how sweet of him.. It is even cuter to see an indian boy speaking mandrian..And this cute lil chinese girl folded something I-don't-know-what-it-is for me. CUTE! sweet! Kids are so adorable even when they are naughty.

Its a new exprience to become a teacher.

Loved at 11:17 PM

♥ Thursday, March 15, 2007
The piercing.

I'm finally back from my three months National Service looking all tanned or I'd rather say BLACK.
Honestly, after going to NS I finally learned how to appriciate what we have back home in KL. Will blog more about NS stuff later.

Anyway, Gaytri darling and I hung out together yesterday. Our very first outing ever since I got to know her.
So yea, we decided to go to Sungei Wang to get my navel pierced. After walking round and round Sungei Wang searching for the right shop to pierce, we finally decided to walk into this freaky-looking-joss-stick-smell tatoo and peircing shop to enquire for the price. Daym Ma hai okay! One stupid piercing cost 120 bucks?!!! So freaking expensive, they think my father owns a money printing factory izzit?! I tried bargaining but too bad it didn't work. * bah!*
Oh well, since I wanted the piercing so badly.....
I unwillingly forked out 120 bucks to get it done. I picked a RED stud navel ring anyway!
I was so scared. I meant, who won't be nervous bout it anyway.

Being the scardy cat me, I asked the guy in the shop

" Does it hurt?"
"Nope."
"Okay, so can you like apply MORE anaesthetic?"
"We don't apply anything for the peircing."
" YOU WHAT??!!! o.O"

I almost died on the spot when he told they are not going to apply anaesthetic on my poor lil navel. *sobs* OMG. They are so mean. I was freaking inside out, worrying bout the pain I'll be going through but the guy in the shop made it sound like a NO-BIG-DEAL-YOU-COWARD-LIL-GIRL. In order to make myself feel better, I kept telling myself..

" No pain no gain, No pain no gain. Pain is pleasure, pleasure is satisfaction."

Okay, I know its stupid la.. but hack!

So acted brave and marched my way into this tiny room where tis woman with god knows how many zillion piercing over her body was holding a needle waiting to pierce my navel. My heart beat was so fast I thought it almost jumped out of my thorat!! My mind was blank the moment she told me to lay down.

Honestly, for a moment it felt like as if I was in a surgery room doing an abortion.
Silly me.
I don't rememeber how the whole process went except of a painful sting that lasted quite a while. It took less than 10 minutes and it is all done! hehe..*ehem ehem* AND I DIDN"T SCREAM OR CRY!!
And I walked out of the shop happily ever after. teehee...
And and also forced Gaytri to get her cartilage pierced!!! *evil laugh*

And oh by the way, I saw Nicole David at Times Square. =) Thanks Gaytri~! Me had fun with you!! *muacks*

Loved at 1:00 AM

♥ Wednesday, March 14, 2007
O V E R . D O S E

I feel my heart is breaking.

Looking down the road I should be taking.

I am starting a new begining.

To stop my heart from bleeding.

Let the past be history.

And let the future be memories.

Loved at 10:34 AM