michelle teoh

 

I was lost in an unthinking stupor,

holding with all my strength to the numbness

that kept me from realizing what I didn’t want to know.

 

I really should get used to my current situatian.

Bleary-eyed, tired, but still having a tonne of work on my back.

I slept late last night to finish my homework but had to get up early this morning to turn up for my school’s cross-country. I left school at 2 p.m. and had to hurry for tuition at 2.30 p.m. By the time I got home, it was already 4.30 p.m. I played my violin for a while then head for my violin class at 6. I got home by 7, and , after dinner, I had to go for BM tuition at 8 to 10. I didn’t realize I was exhausted until I almost dozed off in class. In the end, I had to admit, it was a pretty long -and tiring- day after all.

Ah, a typical teenager’s school life.

Haven’t written in a while, cuz things have been REALLY busy for me since my school reopened.

LIST OF DILEMMAS

1. None of my friends are in the same class as me.
2. I’m appointed stupid, crazy, demented MONITOR.
3. I’m kinda invisible in my class.
4. I’m sitting next to….MK?? (!!!!!)
5. My school principal just went over the top:

• First, she forces us to wear black shoes.
• Second, she extended our school time till 2.40 p.m.
• Third, she cut short our recess time till 10.40 a.m.
• Fourth, by MY PMR year, she wants out straight As percentage to be 85%.
• Fifth, she forces us to button our shirt collars till the very top. (Not that I’ll be following that stupid rule.)
• Sixth, she is such a PRIMADONNA.

6. I am totally addicted to Twilight.

7. I miss the holidays so much.

8. I might never see my BFF THAT frequently again cuz we’re in different tuitions this year. ='(

9. I still miss camp terribly.

10. I wanna faint at the sight of books. (Academic books, that is.)

11. Why can’t I be a vampire like Edward? I mean, a real one.

*Sigh* I may be too stuck in my own fantasy world to realize that the reality is trying to incapacitate me and eventually make me mad to death.

From now on, you will address me as Michelle Cullen.

Cuz I’m now, a vampire.

But don’t worry, I’m a vegetarian vampire, that’s what Edaward told me anyway. We don’t hunt humans for their blood, instead, we drink animal bloods only, and my favourite animal happened to be a polar bear, which I get as a present from Tanya at Alaska whenever I visit them.

Let me just introduce my family:

The one on the furthest left is Emmett Cullen, my elder brother. He was found attacked by a bear and almost dead if it wasn’t because of Rosalie, who rescued him and brought him to Carlisle, who turned him into …well, a vampire.

The one next to him is Rosalie Hale, his girlfriend, even though they have married each other for, I dunno, the millionth time? She was rescued by Carlisle when her former husband left her by the road, almost dead.

Next is Esme Cullen, my mum. She’s a great person. Awesome, in fact. She was saved by Carlisle when jumping off a cliff.

And the blonde guy from the furthest right is Jasper Hale, who was turned into a vampire to fight against other vampires. He can make you feel all warm and fuzzy in his presence. He…um, forbids me to say the rest. In fact, he’s right beside me now. OK! I’m done writing about you now, Jasper!

(He hates me talking about his past. Ow, Jasper! You didn’t need to pinch me! )

The one next to him is Alice Cullen, Jasper’s girlfriend. She can see the future, but not quite accurately. It all depends on who she is watching out for.

The next one is Carlisle Cullen, my dad. He’s the hero, and without him, I wouldn’t even be here, writing this. Back during the 17th century, he was bitten by a vampire and thus turned into one. But he was the one who started the whole vegetarian thing.

And the one in the front, needless to say, you MUST know who he is. The famous Edward Cullen who fell in love with a human, Bella Swan. He can read people’s thoughts, which is the most irritating thing on this planet.

Me? I was found by the Cullens in a hospital in Forks, where Carlisle found me and turned me into a ..well, you know what. I have my own abilities, which makes my family nuts, most of the time. You can never lie to me. People tell me the truth all the time because they simply can’t lie to me. Haha. That’s my special power.

Night for now. I know I don’t sleep, but there’s this really great tv program coming up. Bye!

So I cut my hair today. Well, I didn’t really cut all of it, just my fringe. I also straightened it. It was a Christmas present from my dad. Or so I think. I just hope he doesn’t demand a paycheck worth RM189 from me. Not that I have THAT much money.

BEFORE

 

AFTER

Big transformation? You tell me.

p/s: Finished Twilight and New Moon. Reading Eclipse. Craving for Breaking Dawn. I am now experiencing the  vampire hype.

Except it isn’t so merry for me.

Because I’m celebrating Christmas in Guilin, China. Which sounds totally cool, right? I wish. Apart from the giftd and the food (I really love the food), going caroling is one of the things I crave for on Christmas.

Everywhere i go (especially Tesco *groan*), Christmas carols would be blasting from the mall stereos, stirring vague memories in my mind. For example, songs like Silent Night, O Holy Night, Joy To the World et cetera. And I find myself reciting the lyrics without realising it, which made me miss my previous caroling trip.

Which, thanks to stinking China, I won’t be able to attend to this year.

I hate my life.

See, I just came back from Tweens camp on Saturday and man, was I disrupted. I totally loved the camp. When I came home, it was already 8pm. And when I went into my house, I felt soooo uneasy and uncomfortable. But, of course, you would, right? Cuz you’re still unable to adapt to sudden new surroundings. I wanted to stay at SU forever and never come home, but of course, that is ultimately impossible. Duh. SU has been like a heaven to me.

At camp, I didn’t eat much, cuz I kinda lost my appetite. I felt hungry, but I didn’t want to eat. It’s that weird feeling. So when I came home, I couldn’t eat either. Everytime I put something into my mouth, I would puke it out. It was that terrible. So I just drank a mug of hot Milo, and that I nearly vomitted too.

I slept early that night, even though I didn’t want to. I mean, Harry Potter is on tv! And I’m missing it! Nevertheless, my eyelids closed with a soft ‘thud’ as soon as I lied on my bed.

The next day, I found out that I lost 2kg. I didn’t know if I was happy or sad, because before I went to camp, my mind was set on lose weight! Lose weight! but I failed and now I have succeeded. The negative part was my fear of anorexia, because I really couldn’t eat anything. Really.

Plus, as soon as I opened my eyes the next morning, my tears came spilling out of its sockets. It was terrible. I missed the camp so much. So, when I went down to eat breakfast, my dad was there, waiting, so I took a piece of cake and went outside to eat while my tears came splashing down. (I’m a crybaby, I know.) But I couldn’t eat the cake. I really couldn’t. In the end, I forced it all down no matter what and when to work. (summer job, ha.)

At the shop, I told the boss (which is, of course, my MUM) that I felt like puking, so she gave me plumballs to swallow. And I was like, what? I can’t even eat, and you’re telling me to swallow pills? But I had to, anyway, and chewed them into little pieces before swallowing them. (FYI, it tasted HORRIBLE.)

Lunch. I couldn’t eat. Again. I tried to rev up my appetite by choosing a big plate of rice with veg and fish. Then I sat down and picked my fork and- I couldn’t eat. I just couldn’t. So, my parents consoled me into eating just the veg. And that I didn’t even finish. So I went to King’s and bought bread to eat at home.

At home, I still couldn’t insert the bread into my mouth. But then, my favourite tv show was on and I finished the bread without realising it. After that, I onlined for 8 hours. And I found my appetite again. Yay!

Right, this is dumb I know, but I’m a dumb person. 😉

MORAL: Online helps to save you from starvation and anorexia and gastric.

OMG, I’m going to be fat again. DIETING PLAN: failure.

Hello and good morning. My name is Michelle Teoh Zi Yan and you watching WTF News on Channel 38.

Two girls, Metop and Mayo, who were previous, um, strangers, shook hands (well) and befriended each other on 17th of November and have vowed to speak to each other at school next year. It was reported that, the two girls owning blogsites on WordPress, had muttered apologies through posts, and therefore had succeeded in ‘demolishing the isolating space’ between them.

 

In New York City, tabloids were in full buzz on the recent break-up between the Jonas Brothers’ heartthrob Joe Jonas and pop singer Taylor Swift. According to Swift, her boyfriend had rang her up and suggested a break-up. She said this action was taken when rock star Joe Jonas met actress Camilla Belle, resulting in spreading Jonas’s name as a ‘bad boyfriend’. This revelation has also muddied Jonas’s clean reputation as a modern-day celebrity. (hmph)

But let’s also hear Joe Jonas point of view too, shall we?

I never cheated on a girlfriend. It might make someone feel better to assume or imply I have been unfaithful but it is simply NOT TRUE.

Maybe there were reasons for a breakup. Maybe the heart moved on. Perhaps feelings changed. I am truly saddened that anything would potentially cause you to think less of me.

As for the quick phone call, I called to discuss feelings with the other person. Those feelings were obviously not well received. I did not end the conversation. Someone else did.

This comments were posted in the Jonas Brothers’ own MySpace page but have been removed by Friday afternoon.

As for me, my heart is always on Joe’s side. (I lurf ya, Joe!)

 

As for today’s top headline, Michelle Teoh Zi Yan, which is also me, have been cooking for the past few days! Nevertheless, the reason for this awkward action was because I would have to prepare my own meals during Tweens Camp this December. Frightening, isn’t it? Chills me to the bones.

Fortunately, the family was still in one piece and had not suffered from any serious ailment after consuming my cooking. Thank heavens.

My current dishes are cabbage and carrot mixed, and egg.

Simple.

And I’m not joking, really. I did cook. With my two hands and two feet. Nah, not the feet.

Well, this is the last piece of news for the day. Once again, my name is Michelle Teoh Zi Yan and thank you for watching. Good night.

p/s: Finished ‘Fly By Night’ by Frances Hardinge on Thursday, proceeded to ‘Artemis Fowl and The Opal Deception and finished it on Sunday, and proceeded to ‘The Supernaturalist’.

Know what an RPG is? Well, okay, it’s a shoe brand, but it also stands for Role-Playing Game, which, many computer jocks should know. And HEX stands for Hogwarts Extreme. And so HEXRPG is a Harry Potter Role Playing Game. As for those who doesn’t know what an RPG means, it means that you make yourself a character and just, well, role play! God, its hard to explain, let me give you an example.

TRYING HARD TO BE NORMAL

My post:

Mayna Inez isn’t a normal girl. In fact, she’s far from normal. She is a witch, but she can do loads of things that normal warlocks wouldn’t dream of doing. Of course, there are the awesome things she can do, like predict the future, read people’s minds, move things using her mind and others. But then there are also the dreadful things she can do: When she touches other people, they’re hearth stops, immediately.
 

Her parents did everything they could to hide this shame of a daughter. They even tried to kill her by ‘accident’, but Mayna did not reject their various actions because she abases herself. Without the encouragement and help of her best friend, Sophie, she would’ve been nothing. Sadly, however, Sophie died just the day before she began her first year at Hogwarts.

At the platform, Mayna made sure that not one person was near enough to see her face. She hid her face beneath her dark, black hair as she boarded the train. The throbbing heartache since yesterday at Sophie’s funeral never left her broken heart. She decided to sit alone in an empty compartment and end her life by herself.

Second post (by anybody):

Jack Lawrence rushed through the hallway of teh train since he was late and he knew that there weren’t going to be any free compartments. He started looking inside them, but they weren’t empty. Finally he reached the last compartment. It seemed that it was free.

His ice blue eyes scanned the compartment, finding out that there was someone more inside. He made a face, feeling awkward, since he didn’t want to disturb. He cleared his throat. “Um, hello. Do you mind if I sit here?” he asked, as politely as he could.

Third post (me):

Mayna jumped at the sudden voice that appeared out of nowhere. She turned to find a boy standing by her compartment door.

“Yeah, sure,” she said, but in her mind she was greatly disappointed at the interruption of her privacy, and her plan.

And so on and so forth. Its kinda fun actually, because you get to involve yourself in a story, especially at Hogwarts.

Apart from role playing, you can do your homework, which can help you go up a grade and earn your house some points. There is a Student Hangout and a Common Room and everyone can just chat and tell jokes or just do anything. There is also The Whisperer, The Quibbler and other kinds of magazines to read. You can enter contests and win prizes. You can even open your own store there and create your own business. As a conclusion, there is nothing (well, except cursing and saying profanity things) you can’t do. What’s more, you can even improve your writing skills. It’s like killing a million birds with one stone. No joke.

Brace yourself for unlimited euphoria! Just click here!

To Whom It May Concerned (and you should know who),

Firstly, I didn’t take things seriously when I wrote my previous post about you. I wrote it merely out of boredom. Well, that and because I wanted to update my blog.

Secondly, I’m sorry because I realised I had offended you. Now when I think about it, it sure sounds teasing and insulting. I’m sorry, and don’t keep it at heart. I wasn’t serious about it and had no idea whatsoever that you would find your way to my blog. Must’ve been Eah or Nini’s doing, huh? Never mind.

Once again, I’m sorry.

The fact is, although you have seen me as a competitor, I have looked up to you as my mentor. Your gift of the gab when presenting a speech is impeccable and your hardworking-ness is the only thing that encourages me to open my books and study. No kidding, yeah, so I guess having a competitor in the same class really pushes you a long way.

And since we have no record of a vendetta whatsoever, I want to demolish this isolating space between us. Next year, we will be friends. Acquaintances, at the very least. So, are you willing to join me in achieving this goal? You will have ample time to muse it over during the holidays.

Once again, sorry and please accept my sincere apologies. I will try to be the one to talk to you FIRST next year. Goodbye and happy holidays.

Last day of school. I’m gonna be in different classes with my friends next year. I dunno if I’ll ever make new friends there. It’s like the beginning of the year all over again. Like a stranger in a crowd of strangers.

When I knew I was going to be in a different class, and even though it was the best class (for me) in school, I felt no happiness at all. It was like, a dementor had just sucked up all the happiness in me. It wasn’t exactly sadness, either. I was confused, and dizzy, like I was hit by a Confunding Charm. We were in the surau then and I could actually feel tears welling up in my eyes. But then I thought, Why am I crying? I mean, I’m promoted! So why am I crying? Well, I got my answer: I couldn’t bear to leave my friends.

See, I’m not exactly a friendly person, so unless you’re a very close friend of mine, I’m not going to speak to you. You’ll have to start the talking. That’s plain, old, typical me. So, making new friends is a very tough challenge for me.

Back at class, several people cried, be it the promoted ones, the demoted ones, and the neither ones. I cried silently too, but did it stealthily, which still received several teases from the sturdier students. Cheng Lin did console me, which made me feel better too.

Afternoon. We had a, you-can-say-farewell party. I tried to hold back all my tears and put on a jovial expression and went on with my goofy ways. The painful fact that I was going to part with Hwa, Leea, Anum and others was still in my heart, waiting to be unleashed once triggered. One thought about it and the tears came out. No use, so I ignored it till after school. In the car, I smiled to my father to assure him I was alright, just like any other school day, then I turned away and the dark clouds started hanging in my heart. I knew we wouldn’t be apart forever. I knew we’d still be able to see each other every single day in school, but deep down in my heart, through all those consoling drivel, I knew that we won’t be as close as we did before. I knew that life wouldn’t always keep its sweet. I knew that my “friendship forever” promise won’t be kept.

To all my 1 Kedah classmates,

              I am awfully sorry if I have ever offended or hurt your feelings. Please accept my apologies. I have appreciated your faithful company throughout the whole year. You lended me a helping hand when I was losing ground; you shared my pain and my sorrow, despite my demanding ways, and I’m sorry for all the bad things I have done or said to you. Bear in mind, that never for a millisecond will I ever forget you, our friendship, our memories.

                Once again, thank you, and sorry. Terima kasih atas segala-galanya, kamulah pelita yang mencahayai perjalananku ke menara gading. Terima kasih dan minta maaf.

Farewell, my friends.

A few weeks ago, on a particular (not to mention unlucky) Friday, my mum announnced a “gotong-royong” in our house, and I was assigned to clean my own region a.k.a. my room. Can you imagine the pain and suffering it took, just to clean my desk? It was soooo revolting. (I can’t believe I’m criticising my own room! My haven!) There were cobwebs here and there and it was DISGUSTING. It is essential for you to know that I don’t do my chores. You can call me a “princess”. I mean, the negative sort of “princess”. Like, “spoiled brat” and so on and so forth. So, I pinched my nose and ignored all the “substances” that stuck on my hand, and, whaddya know? I survived! Although the room wasn’t exactly spotless, (I had to clean my desk, cupboard, computer table [ew], book shelf and side tables) I was quite satisfied with the results. I mean, this is the first time I’ve ever done any serious cleaning. Ev-ah. I was sweating from head to toe and treated myself with a 5-hour long online trip. 😉

 

Take this test and decide whether you’re like MOKSHA or MICHELLE (that’s me, btw).

QUESTION 1

Your end-of-year exam is near. You…

A  still goof around with your friends at school but revise bit by bit at home.

B  study like mad at school and at home.

 

QUESTION 2

Your judgement towards yourself:

A  I can do anything I like.

B  I have to work harder.

 

QUESTION 3

Any enemies?

A  Why should I have?

B  Loads.

 

QUESTION 4

You find that your ‘enemy”s relationship with your best friend is getting better and better, you…

A  don’t give it much thought. They’re friends, so what?

B  get angry and give your best friend the ‘silent treatment’.

 

QUESTION 5

You used to be the best student in your class during primary school days, but at secondary school, your usual No. 1 title is snatched by someone else, do you hate the someone else?

A  No, why should I?

B  Yes. A lot.

 

QUESTION 6

Your favourite type of novel?

A  Teen novels, be it Harry Potter, Princess Diaries or Artemis Fowl. I love everything, except too ‘adulty’

     books.

B  Reader’s Digest Selected Editions.

 

QUESTION 7

Your friendster shoutout is…

A  “Add me! I love the Jonas Brothers!”

B  “Seldom online. Exam is near.”

QUESTION 8

‘Stress’ in your vocabulary?

A  Nope. Dunno what that is.

B  Like, yeah. Of course. All the time.

QUESTION 9

You worship…

A  Hollywood. Disney. Nickelodeon. ‘White’ stuff.

B  J-pop. The cuter, the better.

FINAL QUESTION

You wish you’re like…

A  Michelle.

B  Moksha.

RESULTS!!

Mostly As

You’re like Michelle. Fun, outgoing, doesn’t give a damn about studies (except during exams). Just like me!

Mostly Bs

You’re like Moksha. Hardworking, consistent, never play the fool and wants the best title. 

I’m bored.

I’m freakin’ bored.

And I’m on Friendster.

Which is also freakin’ boring.

Add me quick!

✖MaYo✖

And you even get to listen to “Shake It” by Metro Station. How cool is that?

Relax, this will be my last Disney post. Relax.

OK, I think you know what a ‘no-no’ means. Of course you do. You would’ve heard of Amy Winehouse’s ‘no, no ,no’ before. No? Fine. A ‘no-no’ means (obviously) things you shouldn’t do. Like taking nude pictures, for instance.

Vanessa Hudgens’s *toot* picture

Like you don’t know about this! Fine, if you just came back from Pluto, nude photos of Vanessa Hudgens -who potrays Gabriella Montez in the renowned HSM- was released into the Web -and mags and newpapers too- last year. The picture was taken when she was 15 and Vanessa exclaimed that the photo was meant ‘for a friend’. The ‘hype’ went on for quite some time and eventually died down before 2008. Thank God.

RULE NO. 1: Do not take photos of yourself nothing. And if you give the photo to someone else, you’re dead meat. And if you happen to be a famous celeb, you’re minced meat. You should know by now that anything concerning nudity is bound to find its way to the public, no matter how hard you try to hide it. And if you swallow it, the X-ray is bound to find it.

Miley Cyrus’s racy photos of Vanity Fair

Another taboo. When will this girls ever learn? It seems that the Hannah Montana star has been photographed wearing nothing except a sheet of cloth shielding her back. Although you cannot see anything, erm, revealing, the photo has been a shock for many young fans. Said Miley, ” I thought of it as an art. I feel so regretful about it now. I am sorry to all my fans.” Told’ya art was suffering.

RULE NO.2: Don’t get involved in any ‘art’ that you’re not certain about. Especiallt anything involving photography. Photography art is bull****.

Selena Gomez’s rumoured photo

Yes, even the angelic Selena Gomez is in this category. Rumour is that she was photographed in a bathtub with rose petals floating on the water surface. There is no prove about this photographing though. Let’s hope it stays that way.

RULE NO. 3: Just get out of the camera shot.

 

 

 

OK, OK, I admit, I’m copycat-ing Galaxie’s Suzie, but she’s my idol. I can’t help it. Anyway, she writes it better than I do, she -and the entire Galaxie crew- needn’t be angry with me.

Anyways, back to the topic. OK. Disney’s Musical Obsession. After -or before- watching Camp Rock, do you ever think, “Another musical again..” or “Another HSM again..” or “Another Disney musical again..” ? Soon, before you know it, Disney’ll produce another HSM-and-Camp-Rock-combined-with-a-little-Hairspray-in-between musical movie.

Here are the ,erm, characteristics needed to produce a musical:

1. Find a GORGEOUS girl who has great singing skills but lacks confidence.
2. Find another CUTE boy who also has great singing skills but doesn’t even know it because he thinks singin’ isn’t a boy thang. Or in Camp Rock’s case, a boy who is a great singer but has wretched morals.
3. Make sure there’s a Starting Song before every movie as a prologue. eg. The Start of Something New. What Time Is It? (HSM) , Who Will I Be? (CR)
4. Put Girl and Boy together in a whole new environment.
5. Make sure Girl gets a girlfriend. Fast. (Even though Girl dissed her.)
6. Girl and boy starts to get cosy in movie #1 but relationship starts to grow in movie #2. (I hope CR does.)
7. Villianess a.k.a Queen Bee -whose mind is always about me, me, me- and her girls -or brother- tries to steal Girl’s limelight. And boyfriend.
8. Boy doesn’t like Villianess (obviously) but Girl and Boy likes each other. (another obviously)
9. Villianess sings a “me, me, me” song onstage but ended up humiliating herself. eg. Bop to the Top, You are the Music in Me(Sharpay version) (HSM), Two Stars (CR)
10. Girl and boy perform duet onstage. (Even though its not planned.)
11. Girl and Boy’s performance turned out to be the awesome-est.
12. The Villianess becomes friendly just to participate in the Ending Song(s).
13. Oh, and then there’s the Ending Song, where everyone joins in, including the Villianess and her peeps, which is lead by the Girl and Boy. eg. Together, All For One (HSM), We Rock, Our Time Is Here (CR)

Am I right, or am I right?

I think that’s all. I’m writing crap again. Sigh.

Again, PICTURES!!

Camp Rock

High School Musical

You can bet after the East Highers graduate, its the Camp Rock saga instead.

COMING UP: Disney Celebs’ No-nos