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Michelle
People with poor taste put me off I have a fetish for anything with ribbons My sense of humour may not be accepted by all Don't piss me off, you will be sorry I believe in fighting for your own happiness May we all be happy, safe and healthy |
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hi all! Call this an advertorial or whatever you like, Stanfordgirls' Collection 9 is launched after such a long time of inactivity!! Haha.. I have posted a few of my favourites here.. Pls take a look for more at http://stanfordgirls.livejournal.com or www.bring-it-home.blogspot.com!
From girly to playful to classic, we hope there's something for every girl! You know the rules, just email us at stanfordgirls@live.com.sg and we will get back to you asap! Let me know what you think of the pictures k? If it's not good, we will try our best to improve it! Ok, now to wait for stan to come over before we start his intensive accounting tuition today! ![]() |
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i just feel like blogging, for no particular reason. it's boring Tuesday today. super boring and lonely, stuck at home, no motivation to do anything. sucks big time.
there's nth exciting about my life. i m not happy everyday. i eat to live, get past each day. i have nothing to look forward to, no one to talk to, no one to share my thoughts with, no one to lean on. i guess it's due to my over-dependence on stan. i must learn to find solutions to my own problems. i must learn to live on my own. disagreements pull people apart, strain relationships. after the whole issue blows over, then you realise it's not worth it to be unhappy over such matters. in the heat of things, you just let your emotions and anger get ahead of you. this is precisely how i am. and i hate myself for this. so now i m trying to calm down before i act. dun wanna do anything on impulse. yesterday i went to millenia walk with babeh on 171, when the bus went past orchard, i realised that i haven been there for ages, it all seems so distant, like i m seeing this place after ages. i don't have anyone to go shopping with me, that's my life, quite sad eh? life this year hasn't been good for me, my unhappy times exceed my happy memories by so much.. seriously, it doesn't pay to be honest in this time and age. when you wanna tell someone something truthfully, everything will just backfire. people get angry, people shun away from you. we all have different goals in life. differences in our beliefs have led us to quarrel, not see the matter from others' perspective. i wonder, is there any two people who can have exactly the same goals in life and stay happily together forever? what is happiness? it's been so long since i have managed to stay happy for at least two days in a row. two days? is that too much to ask for? from today on, i will try my best to be independent. dun give a damn about wad others think or say. frankly speaking, i see no future. nothing at all. |
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This is my 100th post! Haha..
but i am here to bitch about someone.. really big fat bitch.. you ask her one question, she will nag on for 20 mins. bloody hell.. she seems to be able to link everything under the sun together to nag at you.. wad a bloody bitch.. i hope that i won't be like her in the future.. yucks! just the thot of it sends a shiver down my spine..aiyah! go study now! tata! |
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The weather's been very awful recently.. Even when the sky is cloudy, you can still feel the heat in the air, it's hot air! I tried to switch on my fan to make the room cooler and the freaking fan ended up blowing hot air straight in my face! oh my, i m going crazy.. haha..
and because of the hot weather, everyone seems to be in a bad mood perpetually, i m no exception either.. haha.. i get annoyed and irritated at the slightest bit, not knowing why am i angry in the first place. to make my mood better, i ended up staring at people's ugly clothes, fat thighs, whatever i could pick on. it makes me feel better that these people are simply pathetic and they serve as a warning to prevent myself from becoming the same as them.. muahahahaha... let me share with you what i have seen today. I saw a girl in shorts and crossing her legs on a seat in Canteen B. I could see her cellulite on her thigh, which spans 15cm by 4cm. Simply yucky! She doesn't look really fat, but her thighs are enough to make me abstain from oily food for a week! Then there was this girl (dressed in white top and shorts) "sssshhhhh"-ing just behind me when she was about to sit down. When she opened her LARGE mouth to speak, out came a voice as squeaky as a mouse! It's simply disgusting! I can't stand it when girls have squeaky voices, you dunno whether it's their natural voice or they are simply trying to fake it. Stop it babe, your voice is gonna bring you down in work. Lastly, there are many fashion victims around me. haha.. I saw a girl dressed in a dark grey tunic. what's disgusting is not her tunic, is wad's underneath that. She wear a bright pink shorts with black polka dots just beneath her top. I wouldn't even wear that shorts for sleeping, let alone to sch!! Gosh.. i have simply no idea what they were thinking, man.. Valentine's Day have zoomed past in a flash over the last weekend. Stan and I only went to a restaurant at Shenton Way, Ann Siang Hill for dinner on Friday night. The steak was not bad, but I do not like their service. All except the Indian waiter, were appearing to be cocky and arrogant. C'mon, if you have got what it takes, you will be sitting behind the till, not serving me. Worst of all, I found a strand of hair in my salad, the nice Indian waiter changed it immediately for me. It was also a chance for us to see how the nightlife at Shenton Way could be. There were many pubs and restaurants near Amoy Street, and you could see all the posh cars lined up outside. There were people smoking too. I would not want to be like them when I start working. I simply don't think there's anything nice and cool about smoking and chatting at the top of my lungs to be heard above the music. Haha.. Stan and I have decided that we do not need to give each other anything for V day, it's the company that matters at the end of the day. Even if he brings me to the hawker centre for local delights as V day dinner, I won't complain (just tell me in advance, thanks). As long as we are happy and having fun, expensive food or not, don't matter to me. Next occasion coming up would be Stan's bday. I have seriously no idea what to get for him. Haha.. Neither do I know where to go for dinner, what cake to get.. and it's coming in a month's time!! Dearest Stan, pls tell me what would you like. At least hint to me, ok? that's all folks. Next time you spot a fashion victim, be sure to laugh out loud and your whole day's troubles will be gone! =) |
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hi all!
sorry for the lack of updates. as usual, there hasn't been much going on in my life. except that my projects are due in the earlier part of this semester. which i m not very used to. that means no time to catch up on my readings. buck up!!! sigh.. the most unfortunate thing happened to me on Friday when I went to Streets (some HK cafe at bukit panjang plaza) with stan. I ate some beef brisket noodles and milk tea while he only drank iced lemon tea. all was fine till i started studying at around 4 plus. all of a sudden, the world was spinning, or was my head turning? I was extremely miserable. It was just dizzy spells at first. Then i tried to sleep it off, but nausea came shortly after. I had to induce vomitting. Only gastric juice, a little beef brisket came out. I finally gave in to see the doctor at 9 plus. Stan drove me there. I got a jab on my butt to stop the nausea. I couldn't get to sleep at all!! I kept waking up in the middle of the night, not knowing what to do, trying to force myself to sleep. The next day was supposed to be 04s15 cny house-hopping. but my diarrhoea prevented me from joining in the fun. my butt was pain for the whole day!! the same thing happened at night, can't get to slp, keep waking up. Until yesterday, sleep is something that is very scary to me. I don't want to sleep. I can't get to slp.. the feeling sucks. in addition, all my work gets delayed. I had to hand in a 3000 word report on Tuesday, so I spent the whole of Monday trying to get myself to work. This is the toughest weekend in this year, yet. some have commented to me about the use of foul language in my previous post. I am not the kind who would use vulgarity for no reason unless someone really pisses me off. so that bloody driver pissed me off and i m still not over it. a blog is a space of free speech. i believe i can write whatever i want, cursing whoever i want. |