Friday, February 27, 2009


The usual Michelle as usual doesn’t take advice very well. Despite Dr. Margeret’s advice to stay off my ankle for 3 weeks and I have an MC to last me until then, I decided to go to college!! (Can I have a standing ovation?)

I’ll be taking Prof Communication with Mr. Moses, Campaign Management with Ms. Doris and TVC with Mr. Nizam and I adore all my lecturers. Classes with Doris are great since she’s a great lecturer and Mr. Moses is equally great. I personally think he’s a celeb because he’s quite a prominent figure in the journalism field. I discovered that he knows most of my friend’s in The Star!

TVC is a whole new field because I don’t watch much Malaysian programmes and the movies, I rarely watch much movies and even if I do, I enjoy stupid movies because most of the time, I’m dealing with “smart” issues and I need to relax and I like movies that can make me laugh and don’t really have to make much sense…

Well, this is apparently not enough for TVC and I need to watch local programmes… As if there’s anything worth watching! (I would rather flash someone than watch Academy Fantasia!!) I have generally no problems with my timetable (which is really good and it allows me to work and study at the same time!) or my lecturers.

I only have a LOT of problems with the other student EXCEPT those from Doris’s class. I predict this semester will be difficult but by God’s grace, I won’t have anything to do with them unless I want 5% of my participation marks… And I don’t!

I guess this is what people call the generation gap and maybe I’m too matured for my age. I mean, I spent the whole night at Isaac’s party talking to his dad’s engineer friend and his sister’s husband from NZ!! Most Saturdays are also spent hanging out with my mom’s friends.

I’m not saying that I’m better or whatever but seriously, they’re just like little kids! You know those annoying brats? I mean come on!! Grow up!! Even lecturers think that they are rude, superfluous and most Business lecturers have a bad impression of the Mass Comm students now.

Even though it’s only 2/3 years gap, the way we act is so different. With them, it’s like high school all over again! My rule in high school was “If you’re not laughing with them, they’re laughing at you!” It comes a time where you don’t really care about what people think or say anymore.

For me, I’m not worried about them laughing at me but I’m just so God damn annoyed at their lame jokes that make Knock-Knock jokes seem like the most absofuckingly hilarious joke ever! Their gaggle usually consists of some rameras, hurensohn, munsch, fotze, etc…

Anyways, I really thank God that I don’t need to have anything to do with them. I’m just going to go to class, do my work, try my best, pass the subject, continue 1 more last semester, do the same thing, graduate and go to Aussie.

Maybe next week will be much better since Musaab will be with me! Hopefully!! (Keeping fingers and toes crossed!) Now, I have to find a job. I really, really want a job at Border’s and the minute my ankle heals, Michelle will come a-knockin!

It's not a good sign but I'm really feeling Katy Perry, Thinking of You... "He kissed my lips, I taste your mouth... He pulled me in, I was disgusted with myself!"

~you know you hate me~
Michelle May

Wednesday, February 25, 2009


I love this pix!! It's like 2 different people who found love and each other!

“I’m a textbook definition of a rebel” –Kat DeLuna (In The End)

That’s me! and all this while I love being alone, living my life for myself and not sharing my life with anyone. I didn’t have to think about anything or anyone except myself. I don’t have to answer to anyone or explain anything to anyone.

Ii was like a breeze in the night passing by. I had no problems being the lamp post for XY and AT. LOL! Anyways, I’m happy about the way I live my life and I’m going to admit that it was nice letting someone care for me.

I’ve been with BF since a few months end of last year and already we had broken up once before this. Only close friends of mine knows about him because I like to keep my personal life, well, personal. People are used to me being single and they I know people will treat you differently if your personal status changed.

For example, When I’m single, guys treat me really well and all but once I’m in a relationship, they treat me differently by distancing themselves away from me. I understand but they don’t have to worry. My BF is not some traditional thinking green eyed monster!

If you treat me differently, you do not know me! My BF is open and he’s not even here to have a say so why are you so silly? We’re both still young and he understands that I don’t want someone who ties me down. He also knows me well enough that I can be with anyone but I chose to be with him because I love him enough to do so.

My BF also knows me well enough that I’m very open minded and I have a LOT of guy friends that I’m close with and he doesn’t suffer from low esteem or lack of confidence to suspect that I’m sleeping with ALL my guy friends!

He understands in that term and that’s what I love the most about him. He understands that I need my friends because he’s not here to be with me. I know LDR (Long Distance Relationship) will hurt a lot but I’ve always been in LDRs because I’m the type of girl that wants my cake and eat it too!

Anyways, I don’t want to be treated any differently and yes, I love my BF. For the record, it’s not easy for a guy to share my life. Like what Inspector Closseau said in Pink Panther, “I can’t be with any girl; the girl would have to be so great to be able to be with me!”

I’m not saying that I’m such an amazing person but a person have to be very patient and understanding to be with me and that makes him a great person!

~you know you hate me~
Michelle May

Saturday, February 21, 2009

cuppacakes by Wondermilk @ Damansara Uptown

A lovely gift from Unknown... lol!! I just call him Unknown!
My b'day cuppacakes!!!

The shop is very easy to miss because of the design. Outside its mainly dark and blends into the background.

One could feel like looking into Mr. Margorium's Wonder Emporium from the outside!

It's well stocked with cuppacakes that are not only beautiful, OTT, extravagant but richly delicioso!!!

They also stock awesome stuff like bubble gums, mints, gliders, toy soldiers, lomography cameras and etc and the shop is like taking a trip back to the childhood!! I loved their bird gliders!! It flies and it only costs 1MYR!!!

They stock whimsical dresses and one of a kind pieces!!!

This are the home deco and stationery section where a normal notebook is dressed into an English, one of a kind piece!

The interior is very much traditional English with a quirky twist and you would imagine that you're in someone's bedroom!!! However, the tables and chairs is similiar to those in school canteens!! Oh, If only school canteens were decorated this way!!

XY enjoying their cuppacake!! It's Marshmallow Surprise... The whole cuppcake is deocrated with rich melt in your mouth chocolate!!

Evn the tray liners are beautiful!! I *HEART* cuppacakeys!!!

This is the beautiful art and craft section where you can purchase quirky post cards, and knick knacks!!
We arrived just as they opened so they were still busy bringing some cuppacakes out!

On one of our little adventures, we decided to walk and explore Damansara Uptown. Even though we've been here for 4 over years now, we never really explored the area. While walking around the IACT, TM block, we saw this pretty gem!

I've always got cuppacakes as gifts and I never really buy them myself but I've heard of this shop. I've never been there but I know that lovely cuppacakes that I love comes from there!

The name of the shop is cuppacakes by Wondermilk. XY and I immediately fell head over heels in love with the shop! Since we love throwing and organizing tea parties, picnics and girlie events, we immediately decided that THIS would be the place of our next event!

So, we'll be sending invites out to our dearest friends to join us for a simple tea party here! So, if you're our friend... keep checking your e-mails and Facebook!!

Here's a pretty VDAY design!

For more info check their site out!!

~you know you love me~
Michelle May

Friday, February 20, 2009

The Importance of English

The ongoing debate in Malaysia that fascinates me is the teaching of Maths and Sciences in English or Bahasa. This is so freaking ridiculous because the answer is right there. It only fascinates me because our politicians are out there arguing about teaching Maths and Sciences in English or Bahasa rather than solving other more important matters such as the crime rate, unemployment rate and etc.

Ever since the education system abolished the British English and turned it into Bahasa, the unemployment rate has risen. The public schools keep churning out useless grads that not only deteriorates our economy and grads with a string of “qualifications” but unable to even speak Basic English. This is an insult to our country that prides itself as one of the best in the world.

There is also the ever persistent Globalization and Malaysia feels like their losing their culture. A culture isn’t a way of life but what drives culture is the language. By trading Bahasa with English, they felt threatened because they’re out of their comfort zone and as written in the Malaysian constitution, Bahasa is the legitimate and official language of Malaysia.

It is an insult to the inventors, theorist, mathematicians and scientist that all their work is translated to Bahasa and does not and most of the time alters its actual founding principles. Maths and sciences doesn’t only involve numerical but most fundamentals involve ENGLISH theories, concepts, and methodologies.

Besides that, once the students graduates from public secondary schools and enters colleges, they would have to study everything in English. All reference books will be in English and NOT Bahasa or Chinese. It doesn’t necessarily means that by using English, you forget your identity, and it just shows that you’re adaptable and versatile.

I’m doing my Australian degree in Malaysia and I still have classmates who have made it to degree level with their atrocious English. Their level of proficiency is literally nonexistent. They are just lucky that the lecturers grade their work based on key concepts and not grammar or English.

English is the language of the world whether we like it or not and the only form of literature where English needn’t be grammatically correct is in the form of poetry. People do not understand that poetry is just a flow of one’s thoughts and feelings. By telling others to correct their English in poetry is so amateur and how can one ‘correct’ their thoughts and feelings?

Anyways, this is just an opionated piece from me and I can’t bloody hell give two shits about what the results are. I’ve done my time and I’m free. In fact, I could barely remember anything about Bahasa anymore. I could barely remember anything about this country anymore.

~you know you hate me~
Michelle May

Friday, February 06, 2009

Wallowing in Self Pity

Once in a while, i do enjoy wallowing in self pity. I have everything I've ever wanted except maybe that Jimmy Choo flip flops or Radley Passport Cover but everything that is supposedly well is not what i've planned.

It comes a time i don't even know what i'm doing or how I got here. It's like I successfully managed to blank out my whole childhood. I forgot how much my Dad loves me, I forgot how supportive he's been, I've forgotten him.... Maybe he's no longer the man he once was... Or the man I once knew.

I'm also feeling like a fool for thinking that a person like me can take chances. At the end of the day, the realist in me knows me better. Sometimes I feel like I don't deserve some things in my life. I don't deserve to be loved. Now, I'm just more confused that ever. Did I just fall in love with him all over again? or will I ever love him the way he loves me?

V-Day is coming real soon and I have to work extra hard to fake a smile and be happy. I'm not jealous, don't get me wrong but i'm just wishing that he's here to be with me. But then again, I chose this road and I must walk it.

~you know you love me~
Michelle May