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My heart just totally melted...
Monday, 9 August 2010 2:04 pm
... when I heard this song


Please don't waste my time time time time time.
Saturday, 3 July 2010 5:27 pm
'cause, I'm a busy person.




RAWR. School has been shyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat. MAD busy that I can't sleep at night. Have you ever stayed up late and after a certain time, you're don't feel sleepy anymore? I resorted to drinking milo. Heh. With a warm stummy, I try to sleep. :D Nice.

BONJOUR~
After my Japan trip, I REALLY wanna go overseas again! Next stop, TOUR AROUND EUROPE! :D Who's game?

EMERGENCY.

BYE! :D

'cos I'm leaving...
Sunday, 20 June 2010 6:29 pm
never looking back again.
I know you love this song too! :D

BOO! :D

Hello people who love me! :)
I'm leaving!
:(
Aww... Don't sad sad.
I'll be back in 6 days.
I don't know if I'll blog though.
Maybe I'll steal a laptop from a hobo along the streets and blog from there. :D
Okay.
So it's still 6plus.
Lar Dih Darh.
I'm trying to waste time.
:)
Not working.
'm not actually excited. Like, those jump up and down and can't sleep that type like my brother.
whoops, he's beside me.
SHOOOO!
RAWR.
LAUGH WHAT LAUGH!
I'm MeechiaoLAUGHSatYOU! You know!?
STIL LAUGH!?
I slap you when you are sleeping on the plane. GRR...
*SLAP*
This is when you go crying and run away complaining to momma or dadda.
Yah.
I'll go find something else to do.
BYE!
Hello kitties for each person that tags me with a creative message. The more creative the message, the bigger the Kitty. :D
Okay ar?
If not enough, then...
one person one limb.
:D okay okay.
The deadline: Saturday, 26 June.
Yeah, when it strikes 2359hrs on that day, no more entries!
Must be CREATIVE!
Must wish me funny funny derh.
don't curse me.
no count. :D
Good luck to you people! I shall go... get money for the many kitties.
For my cats: You can enter in the contest too. But I'll give you cat-flavoured seaweed. :))
Kay, furry furry packaging. :D
BYEEEEEEEEEE!

Mediocre.
Friday, 18 June 2010 1:04 am
Lah-dih-darh.
I've wasted another day trying to work hard but ended up slacking.
Damn.


Oh Oh, Oh Oh yeah, oh oh, yeah
Oh Oh, Oh Oh yeah oh oh, yeah.

Every girl every boy
They got your posters on their wall,
Yeah.
Photographs, autographs
The minute you step out the door
You will meet the applause
Paparazzis' hiding in the bushes
Trying to make a dollar

Wanna be you,
When they see you,
They scream out loud!

Starstruck!
Camera flashes,
Cover of magazines
(Oh Oh)
Starstruck!
Designer sunglasses,
Live the dream as a teen,
All the fancy cars,
Hollywood Boulevard
Heard the crowd calling your name
Yeah.
Starstruck!
Prepared to get
Starstruck
!
Oh yeah

Climbing life, lookin' fly
Perfect smiles,
On the way to the limousines
Yeah
Everywhere first in line, VIP
Hanging out with celebrities
Yeah

And all the pretty girls,
They wanna date cha
Trying to make you holler

Wanna be you,
When they see you,
They scream out loud!

Starstruck!
Camera flashes,
Cover of magazines
(Oh Oh)
Starstruck!
Designer sunglasses,
Live the dream as a teen,
All the fancy cars,
Hollywood Boulevard
Heard the crowd calling your name
Yeah
Starstruck!
Prepared to get
Starstruck!
Oh right

Oh Oh
Yeah
Oh Oh
Starstruck
Yeah
Oh Oh
Yeah
Oh Oh
Yeah

As soon as you move
(They gonna talk about it.)
In the pic of the news
(They gonna talk about it.)
'Cos your on the A-list
You better believe it,
You better believe it.
Yeah

Whatever you do
(Whatever you do)
Doesn't matter if is true
(Oooh-Wooaahh)
'Cause your on the top 5
And nothing can stop ya!
And nothing can stop ya!

Starstruck!
Camera flashes,
Cover of magazines
(Oh Oh)
Starstruck!
Designer sunglasses,
Live the dream as a teen,
All the fancy cars,
Hollywood Boulevard!
Hear the crowd calling your name
Yeah
Starstruck!
Camera flashes,
Cover of magazines
Oh Oh
Starstruck!
Designer sunglasses,
Live the dream as a teen,
All the fancy cars,
Hollywood Boulevard!
Heard the crowd calling your name
Yeah
Starstruck!
Prepared to get
Starstruck!

Oh yeah...

I just simply find his eyes pretty. ;)

I wonder how these people get famous. It's not everyday that a babe or hunk on the street gets discovered and put on TV. Let alone Disney. It seems weird to be a Disney star but who wouldn't want to be? Demi and Selena were on Barney before they came on Disney. HOW!?
It's not that I want to be famous...
I just don't want to be Mediocre Michelle.
Don't want to be normal.
Don't want to be part of "the crowd".
Don't want to be Invisible, anymore.
If fame could give me all the attention, let me be heard. Even if I would get chased down by the paparazzi all day long, I'd never let the chance slip past. Unless, it's like wrong then, of course I would let it go.

I'm really jealous that these teens get all the great things and all they have to do is pretend to be a certain person in front of the camera which in other words, ACT. Other than that, looking gorgeous just comes with the package and at the same time draws more fans. TADAH! Consider yourself famous.

There are always movies which are like, Movie stars don't get privacy and stuff and show how annoying tha paparazzi is and stuff and then they fall in love with a person who is totally a hater and not a fan, crushing the hearts of millions of fans. I always get the feeling that this type of movies are just made to deter us young children who watch Disney from the dream of becoming a star. I can't think of many movies now but there ARE quite a number. For example, the movie this very song was from. My point had been proven.

Done.
I posted.
Hope you are in deep thought now.
I shall go to sleep.
But what if you're reading this during the day?
Well, look at the time I'm posting this.
Heh, get smart.
Whoo! I didn't get to watch the show. :/
Oh Poopaye.
Hold on a sec, this doesn't mean that I'm not feeling down anymore.
Hah, I fooled you, didn't I?
It's up to you to decide on what I am actually feeling right now.
So, I'll leave you be.
Bye.

If you're not living on the edge,
Wednesday, 16 June 2010 9:05 pm
you're taking up too much space.



Why, good evening people of the world. :D
I came back from camp but just dreaded that I have loads of homework and projects. Ugh, horrible.I SO wish that it would never end. :) However, I still have to do it. RAWR. I'm left with four days to complete everything. ALAMAK! I guess I've rested enough but a Holiday is a time for rest right? Then why give us homework!? Why give us SO SUPER MANY PROJECTS!? So afraid that we've got no life? Well, let me tell you something; I HAVE A DAMN TIGHT SCHEDULE. Heck, you're thinking:"Well, why don't you go do your homework now!?" 'Cause I am VERY angry that there is SO much work to do. Moreover, I don't even have groups for the projects.

Oh, and during the four days, I have to save some time to pack my luggage too. I really wished i had one more week. I wish I didn't have to go to Japan. At least I won't be panicking. Okay, Now you're thinking:" Why didn't you do it earlier or throughout the week?" For the first two weeks, I had CCA four days a week. Then every Monday, I DO actually DO my homework. Then weekends are spent with God and my family. Then, I just survived a camp. And Yay ME! I've got to complete the rest of my homework. Why am I complaining? "'Cause you don't want to do it." NO. I want an explanation as to WHY do they give us holiday homework!? WHY do we have to write an essay telling them what we did during the holidays?! Are they REALLY that interested!? NO. They are not! We can spend the holidays sleeping at home recovering from the busy term and then make up a really GREAT essay which is mostly not true. If we write about something that really happened, and left a deep impression, would we describe what happened or would we go describe the scenery, how the dustbin looked so black and dull and menacing or how the sky looks like a painting. Hmm..?

Goodbye.
Heh, cool abrupt ending. :D

I thought...
Monday, 7 June 2010 1:51 pm

Capture it, Remember it.

that I've recovered from whatever has happened.
that I was ready to move on.
but it's so hard when you have to face it everyday.
and they still give you the same treatment each time.
I don't know what I've done.
No one wants to tell me.
Everyone's afraid of my little brittle heart.
So much so that they completely leave me out.
I thought you were for real.
I thought you would always be there for me.
I thought a made the right choice; calling you a 'FRIEND'.
But you ain't got the slightest clue what ACTUAL friends are.
I thought I'd go on and talk about all the things you have done to me.
But then again,
I think that you wouldn't even for a second CONSIDER that it is YOU that I'm talking about.
BUT.
Maybe, just maybe.
All these thoughts are just in my head.


Hello people of the world.
I call everyone I know FRIENDS but I do not think all of them know that with the title comes... I can't find the right word. I don't want my friends to think that they have to work to be a pal but I don't want them to treat me like back-up either. I don't do that to anyone, now do I? Once, you've got no one, you find me. I'm your last resort. You act all innocent and know that I won't say no. Well, not anymore. I've finally seen through you. Listen up and listen good. Think back to ho wmany times you've left me alone or seen me alone and didn't care. How many times did you ask me "Are you okay?" when I was smiling through the pain. I'm not good at acting so it's either 1. You are damn gulible. 2. You don't know how to appreciate art and have no idea what ACTING is. or 3. You've been acting too. Acting that you don't know me. You know what? I can't believe you actually have friends. I've been blog hopping and went to links, not intentionally but i realised something. People put little hearts or give you nicknames beside your link. I don't get it. It's like everyone else hasn't seen through your facade. It's like only I have. What are the odds of everyone else not seeing that you're a TOTAL FAKE. Faking friendship won't get you anywhere. I treat everyone equally but you, you didn't treat me right. If you think that I never gave you a chance to tell your side of the story or whatever, I SO FREAKIN' DID. I went up to you, you didn't care. If you don't recall, it's SO OBVIOUS you ARE ignoring me. That YOU ARE the one I'm talking about. I wonder why you still have a clique. Your friends are WAAAY better off without you, you know? It's not that I want you to have no friends. It's just, you've hurt me so many times. HOW CAN YOU STILL CALL YOURSELF A FRIEND OF MINE!? I've had enough of you. I want to say Goodbye to you FOREVER but I'd still have to see your face daily and that would just scar me even more...

You're probably even thinking I wrote this to gain pity from my real FRIENDS. You're SO wrong. I don't need anyone's pity. I just need YOU to be my friend again. Even if it's fake, keep it that way. I miss you as my friend. But I know I can't change you. So... nice knowing you.



The above is dedicated to a certain group of people. They've treated me so super badly when I did absolutely nothing to them but I still have to put up with them. They make me want to give up but I'm not going to. It's not worth it. I've worked to hard. Thank you. For pushing me so hard to beat you but compared to all of you people's years of experience, I'll never be able to. So, why bother right? I miss my actual friends more than ever now.



Yeah, the holidays are getting to me. I'm turning into a freakin' emo chic. Look at me. I just typed a whole chunk of stuff but none of you understand. :/

Looks like my actual friends are Mr.Ink and Mr.Paper after all. Even after telling them about everything, they crumple up and throw themselves away. They are more able to express my feelings as in this little box I'm typing in, I only have bold,strong,italic,underline and striked-out. It's not even in my handwriting.

Thank you Mr.Ink and Mr.Paper.



I had this funny thought last night. I was thinking of saving the environment and all, yeah, I think about Saving GAIA before I go to bed, and I thought of stop cutting down trees and doing our homework on chickens instead. We'd do our homework on the chicken and make the chicken walk to school and our teachers would mark the chicken!

Yeah, I like my creativity too. This is when you go:(Y) :D


I just read a chain-mail.
"Do not stop reading til you reach the end or you'll have a horrible death."
The first thought in my head was that 'I don't mind' and closed the mail.

There's two sides to that. Take it literally or not. It's really up to you.

Here I end my message from my little, brittle heart. From(L)to(U). Get it?

That girl
Friday, 28 May 2010 3:03 pm
was a one time teenage drama queen
a hot, tough everyday wannabe


I remember the days when this song was stuck in my head ALL THE TIME. Now, it's back again. :]

*left this window open for quite some time...*

:O I was searching for all those old songs I used to sing like almost everyday. Which year did "Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen" and "Freaky Friday" come out? Perfect and Grow Up by Simple Plan were also my classics, i guess?

Oh! I just watched EDWARD SCISSORHANDS! Gosh, the poor guy. Living in a world where people judge and often misunderstand him because he was different, not by choice.
My summary of the movie in a sentence! Yay! Kay, old movies are SO much better than the new ones. Hmm... Every other movie but Shrek and AVATAR. The thing I hated most about 'Edward Scissorhands' was that, in the movie, all the houses were painted in one colour like some Dr.Suess book. Like, one house would be totally pink and the other would be green and they were all next to each other. :O In addition, their cars didn't even match their houses. A family living in a blue house would have a yellow car? Wow. Heh, but I guess it's all just for the emphasis that Edward was really different. I've got a question. How old was Johnny Depp then? :D

Ooh! Home Alone is going to air now. :D Star Movies is AWESOME. But after watching a few movies, I think I've wasted my time. :/ I'll sign-up for Movie-holics annonymous tomorrow. Or maybe... the day after that. ;)

Toodles~ :)