You are currently browsing the monthly archive for September 2006.
Walao…
Having PBL one day earlier than the rest of the world’s population no fun leh.
At first you get to brag and rub it in their faces… *evil cackle*
Then when they’ve left for PBL, you’re left to (metaphorically) die in the (metaphorical, non-existent) rain (literally) alone.
For about one hour.
Sniff.
BUT IT WAS WORTH IT THOUGH!! YOU SHOULD’VE SEEN THE SCANDALOUS LOOKS ON THEIR FACES!!!!!!!!!!!!!
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
*ahem* Sorry.
bwahahahahahaha.
:D
This is a post about my dumpsite.
It’s not much, but it means a lot to me!It’s kept me away from a lot of evil.
[note gay colour + font]
It’s steered me clear of evil animals…
… aquatic life…
[note gay colour + font]
… and venomous insects.
It has also been witness to my weirdness and lame(metaphorically)-ness,
… and survived my volatility.
It has also stood by me even though things didn’t feel right and it felt like a cow in water (-_-”)
But crap happens and it’s time for me to say…
Its on the beginning of a journey to a faraway place, to venture into places it has never been, to experience experiences it has never experienced (!?! Haha. :P) and to build it’s dreams, one lecture of anatomy at a time.
Few things sadden me more…
But I’m really happy for it…
Because I know no matter how everything turns out, it will turn out to be the best it can ever be! (This sounds kind of weird ‘cos I’m referring to the person as a dumpsite -_-”)
*ahem* Okay. End of photos. :P Walao, I used a lot of time to edit almost all of them okai…On a more serious note…
*sigh* Oh well. Here goes.
I’m not good with words, I think you’d know that by now (blogging =/= talking BTW, therefore I may seem to have a lot to SAY but I may have NOTHING to blog. Haha.). I just want you to know that I’ll always remember the things we did and the crap we went through. (Staying up the whole night to “study” :P, making lame jokes about practically EVERYTHING, giving weird people weird names, yum-ing cha at Subang Square, DVD shopping and anime renting, ranting about how Taylor’s makes us pay RM 24k but provides us with crap facilities, blogging, tolerating crap people who simply come and spam your cbox for no apparent reason, strange strange obsessions over strange strange OBJECTS, giving ourselves lame-ass names -_-”, buying E-POINTS!!!! etc)
I don’t really click easily with people, and I’m happy you happened to turn out to be one of the rare specimens that happen to be the acception. (Dorothy thinks that all we talk about = crap. She just doesn’t understand us… Lameness = our main means of communication :P) It’s kinda cool/scary how we ALWAYS think alike/say the same things at the same time/finish each other’s sentences correctly. Great minds think alike (…and fools seldom differ, but they weren’t thinking about us when they were saying that ;))
I don’t know what sudden rush of insanity caused me to start opening up to you (especially when you intimidated me before I really knew you) but now I’m glad that I’m prone to those bursts of madness. Haha.
I really want you to stay and I can think of many others who think the same way as I do, but that wouldn’t be fair. (STUPID IMU!!!!) [come we go bomb after I graduate >:)] So I guess the only thing for us to do would be to wish you ALL THE BEST and hope that you’ll enjoy life over there!
No worries about whether you’ll turn out to be a good doctor. You’ll be a great one! ;)
As Ho Wai says, “PLAY SAFE, BE SAFE!”
We’ve got your back. Just spread your wings and go wherever the wind takes you!
Here’s to dismembered cadavers and 6 years of stethoscopes, labcoats, all-nighters and hard work!
*cheers!*
Some people really DO think I’m dumb.
I guess all the acting has pulled off! :)
I would like to point a few things out:
1. I am more observant than I let on.
2. I am actually MUCH less blur than I’ve been acting. [Yes, I too am surprised at the amount of blur-ness I've been putting on display.]
Don’t lie to me. I can smell your [bull-]shit.
***
On a lighter (? – hardly.) note, I think I’m in denial. You know how you know some things are going at the back of your head, but you act like they’re not really happening, then occasionally you get a reminder shoved in your face telling you that what you’re ignoring IS actually happening in real time?
***
I was doing my daily share of staring into space one day when one of my friends started waving her hands in my face and calling my name. Having still being in a spacey mode, I blanked out for quite some time before actually registering that she was calling me when she was referring to me when she was repeating the word “Michelle.”
You know how when somebody repeats certain words over and over again they seem to be nothing but meaningless sounds? My name started to sound like them meaningless syllables.
I then started wondering whether I was the “Michelle” she was calling and what would happen if none of us had any names.
I was thinking about this aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaall the way from the IMU cafeteria to my room.
Hmm.
Would Michelle Lim Gaik Ai, by any other name, be as Michelle-y as she is now?
***
Many people actually find it hard to believe that I, the epitome of hyperactivity have a hard time getting conversation flowing.
Has it occured to anyone that the reason behind my hyperactivity and non-stop chattering is that I’m using it as a front to hide behind? [a FRONT to hide BEHIND. Hahah!] (Talking at 1343495 wpm + jumping from one topic to another randomly = less need to come up with relevant comments to current topic at hand).
In case anybody hasn’t noticed, I totally shut down and clam up around people I am not comfortable around. [I am surprised that even some of the people I am closest to fail to notice this.]
Bah.
I missed out one month in my archives. I mentioned once in my previous entries that I would post AT LEAST once a month so that there would not be missing months in my archive.
I was thinking of posting a postdated Merdeka post to make up for August, but screw it lah. No mood liao.
Many things have happened since the picture post. My UK and Paris pics are now outdated. I survived IMU’s orientation (only to find out that this may be the very last time orientation is going to be held).
IMU has been treating me quite well so far, I’ve met lots of people. :)
I’m sounding pseudo-perky. Everybody in IMU probably thinks I’m this (prepare for overly used phrase) “happy bouncing ball of energy”.
*Darth Vader voice* Nobody has seen my dark and depressive side. *snicker*.
Anyway. No mood liao lah. College also like that. IMU also like that. Stupid zoos. (You’re not expected to know what I’m talking about. So far only Kaevo/Noodol/ (S+R)C does.
*bangs head against wall*
*blink*
*continues head banging*
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
