what i see.

i took a walk around the park on saturday before being amazed at the animation at IMAX theatre(it's some 3-D thing which i will not care to explain.we went there for psychology tutorial, sensation and perception.*and everyone goes, "OHHH...") anyway, as i was saying, i took a walk around the garden before making my way to the theatre. breathed in some fresh cool air, watched the birds flying around, the leaves falling to the ground. and let me tell you this,
it was beautiful.
i took a photo, however foggy it was. and i only realised, after i had uploaded the photo, that there was a hidden rainbow. at the bottom left hand corner. that photo is unclear, foggy. yet that rainbow gives it a bit of hope and colour.

guess what? i smiled when i saw that rainbow. (:

a little bit later, i was totally out of inspiration. i couldn't find anything 'cept birds and ducks to take photos of. then i saw THE bike rack. the way it goes round and round, i was just amused(i actually think i was thinking of how HOI just goes round and round... and never gets anywhere.)

photographs are stilled memories,
taken when you wanted time to just stop and let the rest of the world carry on without you.
taken with the heart.


the hidden rainbow.

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going round and round, never getting anywhere.

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raindrops.

when rain falls, what do i think of?

"when the rain comes, all i can do is hold you till it goes away."

do i really want it to go away?

"raindrops keep falling on my head."

i want them to.

it's bliss.

grrrr.

as you can see from my title, that i'm not exactly in the most creative mood tonight. this is due to the fact that i have been slogging away at two essays, which are due next week. one is on um, "nonverbal communication." and the other one julius caesar.
one might say, "oh! how interesting, the things that you study." let me assure you, this is not the case. especially when you've been doing the same readings over and over again for the past 6weeks. for the english academic writing, we have to learn stuff like signpost language. "what on earth is that?!" actually, i'm not too sure either(see how much i actually listen in class). and we are taught not to use identical words and use dissimilar words, words that are poles apart... yes, i've got many synnonms for 'different' now.
and julius caesar, i really feel like killing him. seriously. and brutus and cassius, causing me such pain and trouble. why did they have to go and make history? *mich is on the brink of pulling out everything out of her head if there's even anything.

on a brighter note, i'm a quite happy girl today. (: my baby's back home. i've missed art. and i had a HUGE cookie to eat during lunch.

i was asking people for random things to blog about.
vicc: dreams.
dreams maybe are things that our heart really wants, somewhere deep inside.
dennis ong: music.
music that comes from the heart sounds the best.
big panda: messiness.
an art form? :) i agree. some people just don't understand.

something's just weren't meant to be together.

thru my eyes.

i saw a rainbow.
i saw a tree.
i saw a leaf, a flower
and a bee.

i saw the moon.
i saw the stars.
i want to see pluto, venus
and maybe mars.

but do you see what i see?

"beauty in things exists in the mind which contemplates them."-david hume

i think they are beautiful.

do you?

the rocket scientist.

things are never really ever black and white are they?
they are more grey than anything isn't it?
why?

and things that are so simple, why do people like to make them out to be so complicated?

"she sees shooting stars and comet's tails, she's got heaven in her eyes."

that's all i want really.

"you're breaking my heart."

i'm really not trying to spoil it for anyone, but "you're breaking my heart" REALLY cracked me up during Episode 3 of Star Wars. and "you're so beautiful." my goodness, if that's the only thing the guy could say, i really wonder why Padme loves him. (i'm sorry, since liwei has been going on about WOMEN, i shall go on about MEN.) it was all Anakin's fault. since he couldn't control himself and fell in love with Padme, that's HIS fault. and well, HE killed HIS own wife. indirectly that is.

ok enough already about that. but it was REALLY heartbreaking.
"i loved you!"
if that line wasn't heartbreaking, i don't know what is anymore. the pain in obi-wan's eyes said it all. and i felt it, right there *points to mich's heart. well, that scene was, i suppose, worth 12bucks.

but really, tell me again why you're so beautiful?

would you?

"...if i wrote you poems that made you cry
would you be my baby?
if i say the sweetest lullaby
would you be my baby?
if i promise you the moon and stars
with heaven waiting in my heart

but if I only have
true love to offer you
would that be enough
to make you want me to?
i would kiss and tuck you in each night
if you would be my baby
then i'd watch you're sleep and hold you tight
if you would be my baby
i would make you mine for rich or poor
and never need to ask for more
if you'd be my baby
you would be my baby...

if i had a chance that we'll romance
if i can chose my circumstancethen
then you'd be my baby..."
-vanessa williams, 'you would be my baby.'

would you be my baby?

tngying

i didn't take this photo, but i edited it. hurhur. RED:)

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i'll take my time.

"when i fall in love, i'll take my time, there's no need to hurry love, when i'm making up my mind. you can turn off the sun but i'm still gonna shine."

something i can't explain. something you can't explain. it's confusing, complicated, crazy, insane, nuts, depressing, sad..., but beautiful.

"those words get tangled up inside,"

your tongue gets twisted cos you never know what to say, maybe there is nothing to say?

maybe there are no words.

maybe i'm just rambling.

i think i am.
being sick is getting into my head.

tired, i am.

i need proper sleep.
disrupted sleep does not work for me. i wake up, constantly. and i can't fall back asleep. i take forever to go back to sleep, resulting in me not being able to wake up the next morning.
grrr.why can't i sleep? maybe cos,

pink and blue, make me think of you.

tngying

where i want to be.

why do birds suddenly appear,
everytime you are near?
just like me,
they long to be,
close to you.

why do stars fall off from the sky,
everytime you walk by?
just like me,
they long to be,
close to you.

i see the stars fall and i make a wish,
to be close to you.

art.

to everyone who doesn't know who art is.this is he.

how deluded can i get.
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the genius.

um... this photo was taken of my econs tutorial homework. and well, it kinda proves what a math "genius" i am. *phew. lucky i didn't take math here. if not i think there'll be alot more of these kinda photos. and later on in the tutorial, i got questions correct! and i understood the answers! how cool is that. haha. well, knowing that i'm actually not quite as stupid about econs gives me self-satisfaction. maybe i might become an economist! (fat chance of that happening.)
for now, it's:
"one small step for mish, one big step for the future of micro-economics." -dong

i guess i will never know.

letting you in on some of my silly mistakes.
tngying

"will you love me?"

addictive-ness.

i just realised how addictive photo editing is. i used to dread editing photos for tastebudds. well, maybe cos those were not things i could play arnd with. but yeah. editing it terribly fun. it's so visual and you really have to use your imagination. the power of photoshop. yay! i've discovered it. how about you? ok. stupidity is setting in. S-T-U.P-I-D. hah. stupid econs graph. ok. enough.

"i'm just a curbside prophet with my hand in my pocket and i'm waiting for my rocket to come..."

i'm reminded that i'm not here to stay forever, that this world is not my home. i'm just waiting to go to my heavenly home.
on this long journey, i'll take His hand and walk with Him. live everyday as if it were my last. love like i've never been hurt. walk beside Him like i've never fallen. trust Him like i've never been betrayed.

i'll have faith like a child.

at least i'll try to, the going gets tough.

if you wanted to know, you can see it in my eyes.  

this is dedicated to...

LEEWAY! my VERY nice thursday boyfren who not just brings me out on thursday but any other time as well. yay! he did ALL of this! haha. thankew leeway! ahh... it's really nice. haha. of course i designed it. haha. but he did the rest! yay! i think i better buy him a BOOST soon. :)

be contented. count your blessings. how many times do we have to tell you that we care? and we love you so much, that we can't say how much exactly. cos that would be putting a limit to it won't it? you've got so much, you're so blessed. so much more than others. look at it and be thankful for it. look around you. take a look at the other side of the world for once and not just keep looking at what you want and what you think is the best. what God gave you is the best, and be happy.
sometimes, sure i hate keeping the game up and just pretending that i'm all happy and fine. but it's a choice we all make. to be happy or not. circumstance changes that. but ultimately, WE are the ones to choose and make that choice.
friends are like stars, they're always there, but sometimes you just can't see them. we can't always be around. we, like you, are only human. physically, we can't make up for the distance, but know that we're always in your heart, as you are in ours. always.
the world wouldn't have been a better place without you cos we'd all be missing a part. cos you are part of us. and if you didn't fill that part, we wouldn't be complete. cos God meant that part for you only. you are the ONLY one who can fill that part of us. it was MEANT for you.

and we treasure and love you very much.

it doesn't take a genius to know that.

ohgrrr... i have to start working on that BLEAH hoi essay. that 1500 words are calling out to me. so is the ballieu library. *yeah right tng, who are you kidding. more like the eap eassy is calling your name. the dilemmas of life. yeah right.

vicc: ohhh delle! mich has got such a sexy boyfriend!
delle: ??? HUH? since when!
mich: he's from canada and has got such a solid top.
vicc: uhuh...with washboard abs...
josh: and everything that comes out of his mouth is music to anyone's ears.
vicc: he's tanned and rugged...
mich: and he's got new strings mann... oh... his name is art!
delle: HUH? i'm lost.

er. art is just my guitar. i DO NOT have a canadian boyfriend. haha. the things we talk about at lunch. heh. *grin.

sleepsleepsleep. as dong calls it, the blue monster hasn't visited me for sometime. i hope he visits tonight. so that i can sleep.

i've been saving love songs and lullabies.

"He makes all things beautiful in His time."

well, i haven't exactly found that out yet. but i know when God says beautiful, it must be. look at the flower, the grass, the trees, the moon, the stars in the sky which shine like diamonds everynight. you don't call that beautiful?

then i don't know what it.

someone tell me why i think you're so beautiful?