This is a story of me, my life and my experience.
I'm MIcheLlE.
I am not held responsible for any forms of vulgar comments and personal opinions in this blog.
Read it at your own risk, by all means,
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~P.E.r.I.o.d~
(Wednesday, January 27, 2010-)
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*special thanks to Christine for buying me SOO many chocolates all the way from London/Belgium*
Okay, I realised that I couldn't live without blogging my stories. It made me feel so much better after spilling out what I want to say or do some random ramblings. So it's really up to you to read it and give comment and what not bah~ So to the 10 of you, have fun reading.
Anyway, I don't know la. Today I was feeling a little emo-ish. I don't feel like smiling or talking but what to do, there's such a thing called PBL (Problem Based Learning) where we ought to be in our specific groups and discuss about the issues that they provide us within that hour. Oh boy, I just can't help but to be the quiet one again, simply because those who loves to talk will talk leaving those who're quiet have no chance to speak out.
Normal lah. normal.
I haven't been the group leader before, simply because I don't like the workload of compiling the stuff we're gonna present the following week, and I don't have any laptop, and once again I'm the quiet one lor. Lalalah. Tralalalah. Anything lar. What to do? It's my nature to be quiet and shy.
And so you wanna know what Eric did ar? LOL.......
Tell you next entry la. =p
And the story ends like this...period.
By: M i c [ H e L L ] e .
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