Hello, hello. I'm here to blog thanks to Clare's tag. And so, in her honour, i shall blog about something related to her! Well ok, let me start off by saying that bus rides home make me think. Okok, i think all the time but i mean really really think. So today after Clare left (you see, i'm associating her here), or well actually she was still on the bus when this happened, but anyway. When our bus was driving past St. Pat's, something caught my eye. No, not a boy, gosh! How could you even think that Michelle would do that?! *slams door*

*opens door* I don't know why i have been doing that a lot lately, but haha! Moving on! So yes, something cuaght my eye. Now what exactly could it be i hear you ask? Well my dear friends, its nothing but a-

mango. A sad mango it was. Why? It was all alone on that tree. Yes, yes its true.

Today i saw a solitary mango.

So then all the way home today i kept thinking about this solitary mango. How sad it must be to be all alone. Now now don't look at me like that! I believe that all inanimate objects can talk! Or communicate in someway. Like er, how does an eraser feel when you rub it too hard? Hot!

Eww! Eww! Eww! Oh my, OK! Ignore that. Just some weird thing that came to me out of the blue. *scrubs eyes and fingers* Ok, so now that that didn't happen.

Right, the solitary mango. So on the way home i was thinking about this mango. And i came up with a song. No, no. Not one of those crazy silly crappy ones i always come up with. No, not at all.

Right, you guys didn't buy that at all right. Why do i keep saying right? right? Oh hey! My dad just sent me an email with the title "howdy". Ahh, only my dad, only my dad :). Right, so this is why i take such a long time to blog. I beat around the bush too much. So yes, my song. Its called "My Solitary Mango" and it is er, embellished! Yes, embellished with deep thoughts and feelings from myself to the mango, and the mango to me. If the mango could talk. Which it can. I think. Lol so yes anyway the song.

"My Solitary Mango", by Anonymous.

Mango:
Deserted, alone..
Hanging out on my own.
No family, no friends..
And this tree will never understand.

Too big, i'm so small..
Its a big drop if i fall.
The worms, they keep haunting me,
And i can never run away from it all..

Michelle:
Don't cry, don't sigh..
Even though i never knew you were there.
I'm here, so no tears..
I mean be glad that you're a mango and not a pear..!

Chorus:
Its my life! as a solitary mango.
Alone, i'm my one and only fellow.
They left, they were gone..
Plucked from under me, i felt so torn!

Amazingly distressed!
I try to keep happy but i must confess-
Its not as easy as it looks,
My solitary mango, solitary mango, blues..

Michelle:
Have faith, have pride,
That this feeling will subside.
I know, You're upset,
But you'll only be as sad as you allow yourself to get.

Be happy, don't frown,
Even leave with a smile if you fall down,
And remember, you are never alone
You're just temporarily solitary, like a dog from its bone!

Mango:
But how? Can i smile?
If all i think of is tears all day.
My heart, it aches.
Wheres my magical, beautiful happy sun ray?!

Chorus:

Bridge:
Tell me, tell me how, i can wash this mark that stains my skin.
Tell me, tell me how, i could've turn to yellow from that ugly green.
Tell me, tell me how, i can smile and grow once again.
Tell me, tell me how, i could've stopped myself from going insane!

Chorus:

Mango:
How to get rid of these blues..

Michelle:
If you don't listen i can't really help you..

Mango:
I'm nothing i am all alone..

Michelle:
So you wallow in depression, on your own..

Mango:
No one can ever understand..

Michelle:
I'm just trying to be your friend..

Mango:
So i can only hang by my branch till i die..

Michelle:
Don't cry..

Mango:
Don't cry..?

Michelle:
My solitary mango pie :)

I know! Where did that come from!? But yes, thats my newest song, "My Solitary Mango" along side "The World Is A Happy Place, When Michelle's Around". If you're lucky, i'll sing it to you. But i probably won't because i won't remember the words, lol. But yes, thats what i was thinking about on my way home on the bus today. I know, i know. Michelle, that weird girl. Singing songs to mangoes. Lorraine says i have my own species. Theres the males, females and the Michelle. Which consist of well, Michelle XD. Haha, it is a great honour. And oh yes! According to this physcological test my future husband will be big, fat, fury and childish. So yes everyone, Michelles marrying a bear. Another thing to add to list of "why-Michelle-will-need-funds-for-her-own-planet". HahaXD. Oh my Michelle, oh my.

Now for this, i can only blame the EOY's.

Michelle went "Hey macadamia" :)

Edit: You can skip to the 6th paragraph if you know all about my neighbours already. OH MY MICHELLE! *mutters to self* You have more than 6 paragraphs!

Hello hello. Well, as some of you may know i live in quite an er, interesting neighbourhood. And by that i mean interesting neighbours. Maybe interesting isn't quite the right word to descride it, but i guess in another word, its er.. well ok haha the words interesting. How are they interesting i hear you ask? Well ok, we have the neighbour to my left. Who threw water bombs filled with detergent at one of my birthday parties because we were making too much noise. Turns out at their own party, the boy of the house kicked a ball that knocked down the ENTIRE fence. It wasn't a pretty sight. I rememberbeing very mad, but then again who wouldn't be? Imagine getting detergent thrown at you for being too loud and having the entire fence fall down when it isn't even your fault. We had to pay half of it moreover. So now theres this wall between us, in both ways, if you get what i mean.

Theres the neighbour to my right, whose wife scolds Siti for no real reason, refuses to let her maids talk to her because Siti saw something she shouldn't have, and calls the police at everything. I know! This is so Desperate Housewives and maybe it only is because i'm making this connection to it. But anyway Michelle continue. Theres the neighbours to the left of my left neighbours, who we are really chummy with! They're really nice people, i mean, thats what i thought. And then i find out stuff again (unintentionally i have to add) and i think now maybe not so. Its kind of shocking when you think of something like that. That someone who you thought was really nice, turned out not to be. Theres the neighbours to the right of my right neighbour, whose children went around singing with flashlights and ignoring our questions during the major blackout last year. Then theres the neighbour my mother suspects is the CEO of Nestle. The neighbours who moved out a couple of months back and gave us birthday cake when his son had a party and said it was because they made a mess. Although lol, i'm pretty sure thats not the reason why XD. The neighbours who let their dog run around the round about all the time and have a really cute grandchild. I used to cycle around the round (yes, i went in circles and circles) about a few years back and would always see him with his grandfather. They were really nice XD. And the mysterious corner house neighbours that i never seem to see.

And then there was one. The neighbours directly opposite us. We have this kind of, well, history. I'll brief you a little bit. So a few months ago i came home and noticed that there was a stage outside their house. Turns out that the occupants mother had passed away. I felt really bad, i don't know why. But i thought that i'd just want to go over there with some jelly maybe (we're that kind of neighbours) and give them my condolenses. Now that i think about it,

Thank goodness i never gave them that jelly!

You see my mum had been struggling the past 2 days with trying to get into our house because the stage was set out too far. Our car is kind of long so its hard to manouver it. And on the 3rd night, something fatal happened. Resulting in a big long scratch on my fathers car and the handle being broken off. We were mad! My mum tried to go over there and ask them to pay at least a little bit of it but they said no! They said it was our fault that it happened and that we couldn't blame them. But really the stage was set out too far and my mum was stuck there for a long while. After cooling down about it, i started to think that they wouldn't pay because even if there was a lawsuit or anything, you know, someone just passed away. And we decided not to pursue it. But do you want to know the worst thing?

They never said sorry.

I mean just saying sorry isn't very hard to do. Minutes later they were even laughing about it. I tried to resist the urge to throw some stinky socks at them. Because really i guess all i wanted out of it was an apology. Which came, not from them, but from their friend, about 20 minutes ago.

So i was doing my sceince work at the dining table when i heard my mums car (i can recognise the sound). I continued doing my science when she started honking. I didn't really pay much attention to it and continued doing my work. 5 minutes later i realised that she was still honking. I went out to the door to take a look and saw that there was a red van infront of our gate, blocking her way. "Strange." I remember thinking. "Why hadn't that person moved?" I thought again. I shrugged and went back to doing my work. When after another 5 minutes or so of honking, i called Siti to go out and check out the situation. When the gates opened i was shocked! Why? Because not only was the red van parked infront of our gate, there was no one in it! My mum got out of the car and with Siti started circling the car, asking "Who could have parked this here?". When the neighbours opposite started to unlock their door, that question was answered.

"How can you park your car like this?" My mum asked the friend as he said "Sorry sorry." He took a while again to move out of the way and my mother tried to get into the driveway. I remember saying to myself "This is so weird! You don't park infront of peoples gates like this, especially when their not the house that you're going to's gate." He got out of the way and i could still hear the engine running. My mum came in and i was still kind of curious as to why it still was. "He's looking for a place to park." My mum informed me. "Oh i see" I said to myself. And just like he did when he first came here,

he parks infront of the neighbour on my rights gate.

Which if you remember is the neighbour who always calls the police. Another thing, she isn't home yet.

I know! This is such a scary thought. And i have no idea whats going to happen. Drama at 11 o clock maybe, or he could get lucky and leave before she comes.

As much as i would love for him to get a good trashing (i can't deny it as much as i want to), i kind of wish, for the sake of the fragile peace of our neighbourhood, that he goes home. ASAP.

Oh gosh Michelle, what an interesting neighbourhood you live in. Or at least, i think so.

Michelle went "Hey macadamia" :)

Hello, todays the day. Nows the time. Ok, i know this is going to be hard to accept, especially without any warning. But, i have to tell you this. But you have to promise, promise that you won't tell a soul. My life depends on it, yours too infact. "Why?" you ask? Well i'll tell you why.

I'm in the mafia.

YES! Its true. I confess.. How did it all start? I was at home, staring at my computer. It stared back at me, expressionless. This was my life, i said to myself. i just stare at inanimate objects and it stares back at me. I shook my head in disgust. How could i, how could i have wasted 14 years of my life doing this. And that was when i decided. I would go after my dream (i'm saving the travelling mime for when i'm older) and joined the mafia.

Now, it is no easy feat trying to get into the mafia. I'll tell you that. First, you have to look for the mafia, aha. In Singapore moreover. So i thought to myself (in my newly found mafia accent) "Where would all the italianos go in Singapore?" I crossed out pizza hut, gelato gallerias and all that commercial italian places. I was looking for that place, that one place, where i knew they'd all be at. And after a long while, i found it.

I went to Delifrance.

Now hold on! I know what you're thinking. Delifrance? Isn't that for the french. But ah! Thats the genius of it. Because they're in Delifrance, nobody thinks their from the mafia. Simply genius. I sat down at one of the tables, and got acquainted with the Boss.

Now i have to tell you about the Boss. First of all, our Boss is a she. Yes indeed. So instead of calling her "Boss", we call her "Boss-oh". Why? Because shes like kopi-oh, all black but got sugar inside one. Hahahahahahahahahahaha XD!! That sounds so funny when i say it. I just said it to myself again! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha XD. Ok Michelle get on with it.

So ahem yes. She eyed me suspiciously, and i eyed her suspiciously back. Theres no doubt i was skeptical of her, especially with that look she was giving me. After a few moments of silence, she welcomed me into her gang! And that was it. It was really beautiful. I remember it like it happened just yesterday.

Oh wait. Er, it did happen just yesterday. But thats ok. Lets not be calculating here Michelle.

Now, ofcourse there are rules being in the mafia. You listen to Boss-oh, and Boss-oh listens to you. And you also learn how to lie like i just did because Boss-oh won't listen to a word you say. But you can't do anything! I mean Boss-oh, Boss-oh is tuff. you know,

TUFF.

And we're just, tough. Didn't get that? Haha i don't really either but anyway as i was saying. The rules. Well, thats it i guess. We just listen to Boss-oh. *taps feet* But i mean ofcourse theres loads of cool, secret things that we do in the mafia which i can't tell you about because its top secret and i'd be killed if i said a word. Mmhmm. No i'm not lying again! Why are all of you so suspicious of me?!

Right, er, ignore that. So yes i'm in the mafia. Nono wait i mean i'm not *does exagerrated wink* you know? I'm not in the mafia *does exagerrated wink* again. Right.. :) So we all understand each other now eh? Good, good. If not i'd be forced to stuff a croissant down your throat.

(They're trying to blame the french. I for one am against that. I have to bring it up at the next Pink Ponies fortnightly sleepover pyjama party.)

I mean! I mean er, the next big top secret all black and shady meeting! Obviously i was using a code *scoffs* whaddaya expect me to do huh? *mafia accent* Tell the world that we the mafia got some meeting downtown by the reserviour's sewer's playground's left houses opposite's diagonal's underground cellar? Please now, i know better than that.

So yes, i have to go pick up my suit now. Remember, don't tell a soul! I would be forced to kill you, i really would. And we all don't want that to happen.

*bangs head on wall* Michelle. You. Odd. Pants.

*shakes head to steady self* But for some odd reason yet again, those pair of pants fit me just right :).

Edit: Oh my, Michelle the queen of spelling mistakes. My reputation holds me well.

Michelle went "Hey macadamia" :)

hello *ding* and welcome to Michelles class of peace and serenity. please, please. sit down. come, here by the whistling bamboo. ahh, listen to relaxing trickling of water and the fresh taste of the morning mist. there. we're all comfortable now arent we? good, very good. very very good. hey! dont go! no this isnt some sort of theraphy class in disguise! HEY!

*slam*

well, er, thats ok class. this is meant to be a relaxing day. we're just here to relax. no drama, no nothing. just pure relaxation. ahh, sigh with me!

*ahhh..*

good, very good. very very good. so now that everyone is nice and comfortable. i see you're all wearing green or blue. good, very good. very very good. they are very relaxing colours. very relaxing. look at me, i look like i'm about to sleep already. hahaha. laugh with me class, gently now, gently.

*hahaha..*

good, very good. very very good. now that the breeze has come, we shall drink some green tea. *ding* someone, please send in the green tea. ahh, here it is. thankyou so much my dear. alright now class, hold the cup with your thumb and second finger along the rim of the cup. everyone? good, very good. very very good. now slowly, bring the cup to your nose and inhale the aroma of the tea. remember, slowly. right, yes. mm. that is how relaxation smells like. clean, smooth, clear. now close your eyes and inhale one more time, and slowly let it out. good, very good. very very good. now bring the cup to your mouth and take a sip. ahh, do you taste that? thats the taste of clarity and calmness. slowly swallow it, taking in every ounce of flavour. if you wish to finish your cup, you may. but remember, do it in the same fashion. sniff, sip, swallow. sniff, sip, swallow. again, sniff, sip, swallow. wonderful class, sniff, sip, swallow. sniff, sip swallow..

and yes you may all go to the to toilet now.

*class rushes out*

ahh, hmm. they havent come back yet. i imagine the queue must be long. thank goodness you're here. do you want me to tell you about green tea? no? oh, haha. i'm sure you mean "no, why not?". yes yes, its a gift for figuring out such things. i'm sure you must be wondering. by drinking green tea will it turn my teeth green? yes, i once thought the same thing. if coffee made teeth coffee coloured, and tea made teeth tea coloured. surely that means green tea made our teeth green tea coloured isnt it?

but alas, that is nothing but a myth. yes, you must be so happy. i can see the excitement in your eyes. oh? its not excitement? all the better, there isnt supposed to be any excitement here. all serenity. come, sigh with me. ahh..

* *

why are you not sighing? ahh i know. you must have that sickness. what is it called again? sighness. yes, yes thats the one. so you cant sigh anymore. ahh, what a terrible thing. not to worry. we wont sigh anymore so you wont feel left out.

you dont feel left out? instead you want to kill me? what? you are filled with intense hatred and rage aginst me because i'm, what-ting you? anoy- anoying? how strange. very strange. very very strange. i am not familiar with that word you say. please, dont turn red. it doesnt go with the colours of the walls. why are your fists clenched up like that? wow. now your whole body is turning red. ok, emergency relaxation excercise. thank goodness i'm a professional *stands up*.

breathe you! breathe!! come, bring your hands up. up! and down.. yes, down. no, no lower. no you're not supposed to come closer. back, back a bit. space. space is good for relaxing. you're still coming. hmm, this calls for chapter 487 of the bamboo and you handbook. ok, now listen to me. look to the right, look to the left! look down.. shake your hair about like a shampoo comercial. yes, yes! good. get rid of the rage! let it all out! now scream!

*AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH*

good! now you just stay there! yes.. very good *voice gets softer* very very good.. now you be good and drink green tea while i go contact the front desk about your class. i believe you wanted the class next door, "rage and riggidness" but signed up for this class by mistake. i'm sure Anotonio will love you really, you're just like him. just that hes bigger, burlier, and more aggresive. but hey! who am i to judge right? so just *voice gets barely audible* just stay right there! i'll be right back!

oh Michelle, you and your non existent life.

Michelle went "Hey macadamia" :)

hello! so today Eunice planned this random class barbeque and invited me. i reached her house at about 445 and shayus came some time later. we lazed around in Eunices room for a while before lazing around more by the pool downstairs. it was really fun catching up with her lol. we talked about school and friends to lots of random issues and how we were going to control our eating later haha. well, then Eunice left at about 535 to go pick the others coming to the party from Tanah Merah MRT and they reached her house at around 6 plus. and that, was when the party really started!

but the thing is you see, i'm not from Eunices class.

so there i was, the only 6/9er. a little weird, or maybe i was making myself feel weird lol. but i guess i just kind of felt that way. even though the girls were all my really close friends. i felt like i shouldnt have been there, the extra girl. i mean the two brothers who came along had each other and i know i had all of them but i just felt a little out of place. and i think it kind of showed. i feel so terrible about that. i didnt really participate.. i read Dyanes book.. i huddled and talked to myself.. i think for the most part, what i did to sort of, not really look awkward, was to eat. and trust me, i ate ALOT.

i basically just kept eating and eating and eating (even though i didnt really want to stuff myself that much, but the food was really good!). it was sausage after sausage, pizza after pizza, jelly after jelly. i couldnt stop! i think thats the thing about parties. its like, if you dont know anyone, food is your sudden friend. you just keep taking and taking, taking bite after bite. you dont have to talk if you're eating, and it makes it look like you have something to do. which is definitely a good thing XD lol. i mean you know, in that situation.

but i felt really bad, even though like i doubt they wouldve noticed my behaviour. i just felt like, it was wrong for me to act in such a manner, whether good reason or not. i shouldve just gone on with a smile on my face. although i didnt sulk or anything heh. but i mean, i shouldve at least shown them that i was happy, whether they cared or not. instead of just inching out of the group or being there, but not really being there at the same time.

and oh! the amount i ate. terrible, horrible.. its definitely not normal, i guess thats all i can really say lol. i'm afraid that that might grow into a nervous reaction. like when i'm nervous i start eating, and then by the next time you see me i'll be like a penguin with a double chin. with a banjo playing banshee and yankee doodle was its name-oh!

right Michelle you should really stop talking.

i'm talking to Eunice now, the wonderful girl lol,


tortured teenage soul says:
at least you got the sausages? (8 to be exact)
tortured teenage soul says:
and banana? (i brought it from home and barbequed it. i know! i'm so weird!)


how right you are my dear girl, how right you are :). and not only that, i've also got a great friend who cares about how i felt and who apologised when it wasnt even her fault.

and i'd pick that over a barbequed banana any day XD.

do you notice my posts getting shorter lol? see, haha, i'm learning something! and today i learnt something else also. and no, its not "dont go to a party where you'll feel left out in", or "turning to food when you have nothing else to turn to". its making best of the situation that you're in. i mean like for pants sake you could be in the middle of the desert with an albino elk chasing you around with no shoes and mosquito bites all over,

but you know what? you can sing while you're at it! sure, you'll lose your voice because you dont have any water and probably get dehydrated and die. but at least you can say to someone that you sang while you were doing all that. or write since you wont be able to speak lol.

i'm sure it'd earn you a few laughs from them, and yourself :). which is what matters most of all.

so happy happy world! how are you doing this beautiful night?

yes, yes i'm doing awesome too :).

Michelle went "Hey macadamia" :)

heyaye, telegram for Sarah and Eunice *opens imaginary note* !

the fact that we're comfortable enough with each other to sit in silence,
the fact that we dont have to give each other nicknames to prove how close we are to each other,
the fact that i dont have to finish my sentence without you already knowing what i'm going to say,
the fact that thats what we do,
shows that you guys are the bestest friends a girl could ever have XD.
and that my beautiful pairs of pants,
is one fact that will never change for as long as JAM is sweet,
and as ginger beer is ginger,
and as playgrounds will live forever,
and as we stay in tune with each other lol,
so dont change that frequency!!
my bouncing polka dotted brothers :)

plaid out XD

(so what kind of pants are you?)

Michelle went "Hey macadamia"

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