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Sports Day 2010

They do it differently in this school. It was held in a stadium instead of school like I'm used to. So we took the bus! Ohhh yeah! I felt so gangster like I was from the hood or something. I rarely ever take the bus so I find using public transportation somewhat thrilling. Yes, it doesn't take much to excite me. Suneeta and I did our rap loud enough for the whole bus to hear. Click here to watch the video.

There was no shade where we were sitting so we were roasted to the core. I got so hot, you could have fried an egg on my head. Too bad I'm not white. I would have gotten a nice tan. I've never been sunburned this bad before. I'm so dark now, if I shaved my head, I could pass for Akon. It doesn't bother me that much though. I've never really been concerned about my skin colour.

Oh, and Green House won! :D

Pictures ripped from Haziq's facebook album.












Green takes the win.


Heyyyyyyyy.


Doesn't Yee Lyn look adorable?


Yvonne's hair looked awesome.


Meet Steffi, my Laffy Taffy.

After sports day, I went bowling for the first time in my life! I suck but I got one strike. My score was like 0,0,0,0,strike,0,0,0,0. I tried bowling backwards and rolled the bowl through my legs. HAHAH. Click here to see the video. I understand Gurmeet's obsession with bowlig now. It's fun.

Random;
getting to know the new German exchange student.
Me: 'hi, I'm Michelle."
Suneeta: "and I'm Suneeta."
Both of us: "do you know how to juggle eggs?"
German student: *stares at us weirdly*

Suneeta: "you know, we asked the German student if she knew how to juggle eggs."
Me: "yeah, she just stared at us. so weird."
Regina: "you just went up to a person you don't know and asked them if they juggle eggs. you guys are the weird ones."
Suneeta: "but juggling eggs is the most common hobby among asians!"
Me: "HAHAHAHAHAHAH!"
Haziq: *leaning against the wall, holding a book and chewing on his bottle*
Suneeta: "Haziq, you have nothing to do. just go to class la."
Me: "Sunny, clearly he's very busy.
Haziq: "yeah, can't you see the book, the bottle, the chewing?"

Rubin: *throws tissue at Tejinder*
Tejinder: *looks at Rubin*
Rubin: *in super happy voice* "tissue fiiiight!"

It's valentines day.

I think valentine's day is bullshit and so cheesy but I still look forward to getting those anonymous cards and gifts every year.

So to all who are celebrating this
over commercialized, overrated, totally clichéd holiday,
Happy Valentines, losers. (:

Finally, CNY holidays are here. I'm looking forward to waking up at noon for a whole week. I need to catch up on my sleep. I've been surviving the past two weeks with an average of 5 hours of sleep every night. I waste my time during the day so I'm always up late doing last minute homework, downloading music or talking on the phone. Why do people like calling me late at night?

I want to start tuition at Kasturi but every time I go, something always gets in the way. The first time, I forgot my money for fees, the second time, I got lost trying to find the centre (what's new?), the third time, I just decided not to cos I realized I had missed too many classes for this month. I would like to believe this is a sign from God telling me I dont need to study but I know it's quite unlikely.

So instead of tuition, Priyanka took me around Petaling Street which is opposite Kasturi. The last time I went to Petaling Street I was 12 so I was a little thrilled about being there. People there are such cheats and kind of sleazy. Constant wolf whistling and gawking and shouting pet names. I'd never go there alone. Oh, Priyanka made me try air mata kucing. It's nice.

I almost got chased by a giant chicken. There was this chicken mascot thing that was like 6 feet tall and was walking behind Priyanka and me. I was really thrilled at first. I was all "OMG, GIANT CHICKEN!" but then it started stomping its feet so we started walking faster and so did the giant chicken. So we walked even faster and so did the chicken. I was freaking scared at this point, my heart was racing and I was getting ready to run but then this white guy tried to take a picture with the chicken so it stopped following us. Thank God for white tourists. Petaling street is a scary place.

Went to McDonalds in Carrefour for lunch after school with Gurmeet, Boon Hoe, Zaim, Priyanka, Jwalita and Suneeta. We passed by this car with a chinese couple in it in the parking lot and Boon Hoe goes *gasps* "chinese people!" HAHAH! I told him when I grow up, I'm gonna keep a bald man as my pet so I can rub his shiny head everyday. Boon Hoe and Priyanka doubled over laughing on the sidewalk. Had to cross the road many times today. As usual, I ran across screaming. Gurmeet's dad saw me.

Me: "hi uncle. I dont know how to cross roads."
Gurmeet's Dad: "I can see that."

On a different topic, you totally made my day with that rose. (:

I went for Boys Like Girls.

Picked Steffi and Alyssa up and got lost on the way there. Drove around in circles and had to ask for directions a million times. Told my driver to make U turn and we were driving on the wrong side of the road. This is what happens when Michelle tries to lead the way. I'm horrible at directions. I still have trouble finding my way home from school.

Met up with Boon Hoe, Ravin, Savin, and Jun Yan there. Queued in the rain for like 2 hours before the gates were opened. Wrong day to wear white. Queued for another hour and a half outside the arena. People were pushing like crazy and some girl fainted. Steffi and I saw the paramedics carrying her on a stretcher.

We were standing right in front. The local acts sucked. No one really cared about them. Boys Like Girls were amazazinggg. I've always liked them but was never that crazy about them. I am now though. After their first song, I shouted "Paul, I wanna have your babies!" to them. I sang along with every song. More like screamed along. Surprisingly I didn't lose my voice. Martin Johnson crowd surfed. Shayne got to see his butt. I was so jealous. HAHAH.

Took forever to get a cab home. I was supposed to stay over at Steffi's that night but decided to go home since we were passing by my house. It was after midnight and everyone was asleep. The door was locked and my freaking credit expires. My new neighbours had just moved into the house next door. I didn't even know until that night. I saw them putting up their curtains through the window. Their son was outside so I borrowed his phone. He got such a fright at first. HAHAH.

My dad was pretty pissed the next day. I didn't tell him I was going for a concert til I was at the concert. He thought I was just hanging out with my friends. I managed to twist it all around and put the blame on him saying he shouldn't assume the worst about me and that I was honest and all that bullshit. Watching Boys Like Girls live would've been worth getting into trouble for anyway.

We'll scream loud at the top of our lungs,
And they'll think it's just cos we're young,
And we'll feel so alive.

I haven't updated this thing in a looooong time. I've been so lazy to blog now days. I'm thinking of quitting blogging. It feels more like an obligation now. Like homework or something.

I finally moved to KL. I don't miss Kuching as much as I thought I did. School's pretty good. I was in a girls school for the past 3 years so it still feels a teeny bit weird going to school with boys again. I was dreading starting in a new school all over again but it turned out to be pretty good.

I like the friends I've made. I actually found people who skate and listen to real music like bands and stuff. Not that booty-shaking-bling-bling crap. I happen to hate celebrities like Rihanna and Lady Gaga and the Pussycat Dolls with a passion. They're not talented, they're just sluts. There's a difference between making music and shaking your barely clothed body on TV.

Moving on. I miss my friends from St.Teresa though. I miss all our inside jokes and role playing and being referred to as 'Pucheng'. Everyone here calls me Michelle. I mean, I know it's my name and all but I'm so used to being referred to as some wacky nickname by my friends. Ray, Phoebe, Theresa, Sara, school's not the same without you guys. Pucheng misses you terribly :(

I'm bored of blogging now. Goodbye.

I don't like christmas. Well, it's not that I don't like christmas, I just don't really care about it that much anymore.

At least not this year. And the year before that. And the year before that. I pretty much stopped getting excited over chritmas when I hit my teen years. I just dont get what there is to look forward to on christmas. Even the presents don't excite me anymore. And the christmas carols! Oh my God, the christmas carols constantly playing everywhere you go - malls, restaurants, etc - is driving me insane. It actually makes me angry. Especially Jingle Bells. It's worse than listening to Rihanna. I happen to hate Rihanna with a passion btw.

Christmas is a christian holiday cause we're celebrating the birth of Jesus Christ. So I have a question. Where the hell did the christmas tree and frosty the snow man come from!? As for Santa, story goes that he was Saint Nick and he used to donate presents to children who couldn't afford them on christmas so he has an excuse. But the christmas tree? Did some guy just say, "oh my goodness, Jesus was born today! Let's go decorate a tree!"? And as for frosty, I dont know why but I hate that guy! Since I was a kid, I could never really like him much. I wish we had winter here so I could watch that snowy asshole melt in the spring.

Yes, it's official. I've lost my mind.