Tuesday, May 24, 2011 @1:58 AM
miche needs to find a permanent solution to the insomnia and the general pain that is everywhere in her body. increasingly, miche feels unwell and strained in various places of her body and honestly, she needs a solution.
Tuesday, May 10, 2011 @4:10 PM
it is sad that miche would rather fall asleep on a hard table top with nothing but a pull over to keep her warm than to go home and sleep on her bed.
Wednesday, April 13, 2011 @9:31 PM
epiphanies. revelations. ugly and hard truths.
the moment of truth in your liesit can be rather humbling and sobering to realise the truth of your existence as it randomly hits you on a random street in a random place at a random time. and it makes you wonder if your mind and brain has subjectively alter reality to fit the "truth" that you have always envision so that you dont have a mental breakdown.
so miche had a revelation about her life around two to three weeks ago. it was pretty amazing and downright depressing. and miche knows that miche is tired of working so hard for all her life and getting nothing in return.
every day is one day too much, every minute is one minute too long. but miche should think that she is lucky, she guess cause at least she knows she is unwell and all that is on the surface is yet another pretence.
goodnight world, for another night. perhaps someday for the last time.
Sunday, August 01, 2010 @10:58 PM
in the company of solitude and loneliness
Tuesday, January 05, 2010 @2:59 AM
this is the end.
fuck the wonders of the world.
fuck the moral high and mighties who judge miche cause she is different
fuck the so-called objectives who cannot accept individuality which is different from their rules
fuck the perceptions of who you think miche is
fuck all the people who force miche to conform
fuck all of you who used and abused miche.
really, swan song. one more thing to cross out on the countdown of the 50 things miche will do. delete this blog and burn everything.
one more reason to tell me that miche needs to bleed to know that she is alive.
Sunday, January 03, 2010 @3:07 AM
Laugh, and the world laughs with you;
Weep, and you weep alone.
For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth,
But has trouble enough of its own.
Sing, and the hills will answer;
Sigh, it is lost on the air.
The echoes bound to a joyful sound,
But shrink from voicing care.
Rejoice, and men will seek you;
Grieve, and they turn and go.
They want full measure of all your pleasure,
But they do not need your woe.
Be glad, and your friends are many;
Be sad, and you lose them all.
There are none to decline your nectared wine,
But alone you must drink life's gall.
Feast, and your halls are crowded;
Fast, and the world goes by.
Succeed and give, and it helps you live,
But no man can help you die.
There is room in the halls of pleasure
For a long and lordly train,
But one by one we must all file on
Through the narrow aisles of pain.
Thursday, December 31, 2009 @6:25 PM
a tired song keeps playing on a tired radio
so miche stands at the end of 2009, another year gone. Her 25th year in this life, on this planet, in this place. miche wishes that she had better things to write about the year but sadly, she doesn’t. 2009 has been a year of ups and downs, an enormous emotional roller-coaster that doesn’t seem to have an end in sight even as the year reaches its finality in another 20 odd hours or more.
miche has thought that this year might be a new beginning. Her first full year in her new job; her first year with no debates, with no drama; the year where she had to learn to let go of many things which she held dear to her heart and she had constantly sought refuge from. she honestly thought that 2009 would be a year where she learns to be happier and to feel better. She did for a good while, but with all good things in her life. they get taken away and end. just like that. so 2009 became like another year in miche’s life. with the same cycles starting again.
perhaps you can say that all of this is miche’s own doing that she persists in being in the state that she is in. perhaps you are right to judge miche as such. perhaps it is all true, but nothing that miche feels is made up. everything is real. no matter how miche tries to deny it herself.
so in 2009:
miche said goodbye to debates. miche let quah-lah nictaro, lala king, dodo fishball, renbear, hwang go. miche said goodbye to joshie and auyong who headed to the states to study. miche realizes with their departure, so will al, val, sam, jake, paul, john and terence will all one day leave and lead their own lives which miche will not be a part of anymore. miche said goodbye to theatre. miche said goodbye to A.L who once occupied the most important place in her life. Only that miche didn’t know that A.L has been replaced till it was too late. miche had to say goodbye to you even though from the day she accepted that it was what she had to do for you, she’s been in pain.
we don’t belong to no one that’s a shame
miche had thought that she was strong and independent. She is able to weather many things in life on her own. miche has always felt that it was alright that she goes home to an empty room and an empty house; she is able to be alone by herself. then things started to get really empty. there is no one to share miche’s happiness when things go well or anyone to give her a hug because she has worked really hard. neither was there anyone to hold her hand when she is down and tell her that everything is okay and she will be alright. this year, miche realize that it is indeed a shame that she belongs to no one.
and all I can breathe is your life
miche went back to the office yesterday and saw her workload for the next year. miche had thought that things might be a little better in 2010. but apparently not. the same saga as last year. miche realizes that she indeed has a useless degree. a degree that she didn’t actually want in the first place and now is indeed useless. five years of her life given for something which she thought had value and meaning, but now she knows that she doesn’t matter at all to anyone. no one really cares anyway.
like a mad man laughing at the rain / little out of touch, a little insane / easier than dealing with the pain
years ago, miche was told that a broken glass, no matter how hard we try to piece them back together remains a broken glass. the cracks will always remain, and sometimes, pieces of it will be gone forever. so. 2010. a new year no doubt. a new beginning no doubt. but will there be any changes. miche doubts. perhaps pretence and lying will make everything a little easier to bear. just a little tinier easier to bear.
miche has to get used to being by herself, alone again.
Sunday, December 27, 2009 @11:01 PM
Let’s pretend, that I’ve moved on And I tell myself, That life goes on, without you. Open my eyes, Look deep inside. I run away
Friday, December 25, 2009 @12:35 AM
almost half a year ago, you told miche that her life is made up of the sum of her choices. it is christmas day and someone asked miche what her christmas wish for this year was. miche answered that even though she knows that her wish is not going to come true, she is still going to wish it.
yes, miche's life is the sum of her choices. and she chose you. and everything that has come along with it.
she chose you.
Thursday, December 24, 2009 @10:52 PM
this is a lonely Christmas for miche. more so than all the other Christmas she has had to endured by herself. miche wants to find a way to get through everything that is happening, but even as miche is typing all of these out, tears are trickling down. miche only wishes that all of your Christmases are better than hers.
Merry Christmas everyone. merry christmas
and even though the moment passed me by
i still can't turn away
cause all the dreams you never thought you'd losegot tossed along the wayand letters that you never meant to send
get lost or thrown away
and now we're grown up orphans
that never knew their names
we don't belong to no onethat's a shamescars are souvenirs you never losethe past is never fardid you lose yourself somewhere out there
and don't it make you sad to know that life
is more than who we are
you grew up way too fastand now there's nothing to believeand reruns all become our historya tired song keeps playing on a tired radioso tired that I couldn't even sleepso many secrets I couldn't keep
promised myself I wouldn't weep
one more promise I couldn't keep
it seems no one can help me now
i'm in too deep
there's no way out
this time I have really led myself astray
runaway train never going back
wrong way on a one way track
seems like I should be getting somewheresomehow I'm neither here no therecan you help me remember how to smilemake it somehow all seem worthwhilehow on earth did I get so jaded
life's mystery seems so faded
like a madman laughin' at the rainLittle out of touch, little insaneJust easier than dealing with the painA thousand lies have made me colder
And I don't think I can look at this the sameBut all the miles that separate
Disappear now when I'm dreaming of your face
I'm here without you baby
But you're still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby
And I dream about you all the time
The miles just keep rollin'
As the people leave their way to say hello
I've heard this life is overrated
But I hope that it gets better as we go,
Everything I know and anywhere I goIt gets hard but it won't take away my loveAnd when the last one falls, when it's all said and done
Sunday, November 29, 2009 @4:03 PM
this was written almost 5 years ago on February 8 2005.
death is what that makes life meaningful and gives life its meaning. it is the end in which humans live for. take away death then life becomes meaningless and life will then be the endJuly 12, 2006:
i want to live my life according to my own termsJuly 26, 2006
: how can you break your heart if it was already broken?July 30, 2006
: we are tormented because love goes on and not because love goes awayOctober 14, 2006
: i will go away and hide at a corner of the world.see if you can find meJanuary 08, 2007:
the greatest pain, in my opinion is to endure the pain of losing a friend.August 3, 2009:
Promise me maybes and say things you dont meanAugust 25, 2009:
vague useless gestures. bearing futile witnessthe pain doesnt go away. no matter how much you try to convince me i will one day be able to live with all these. and i still dont know why. baby, why.
Monday, November 23, 2009 @10:57 AM
Remember
by Christina Rosetti
Remember me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go, yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more day by day
You tell me of our future that you plann'd:
Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet if you should forget me for a while
And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
For if the darkness and corruption leave
A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,
Better by far you should forget and smile
Than that you should remember and be sad.
Sunday, November 22, 2009 @10:49 PM
pain used to be the one thing that told miche that she was alive and she was still able to feel. anger was the other thing that told her that she is still able to be a human. but the pain has become so great that staying alive is now a chore, a struggle, a pain in and of itself. and the anger she feels has become guilt. between the pain and the guilt miche no longer knows which is worse.
miche thought that only in her madness death was such a temptation. now that the madness has passed for the day, miche realises that she does not deserve to be alive. sorry.
i can feel life, emotions and feelings draining themselves out of me. i looked into the mirror and realised that i am nothing more than an empty shell, a walking vessel with nothing in it. i find myself talking to the one thing yo left behind, imagining that yo can actually hear what i am telling him. i once wrote that loneliness is an affliction, a disease and an addiction. now i know, that death may be its literal and metaphorical cure.
@2:05 AM
it's fucking 2am and miche is sitting on mount faber, drinking and smoking and all she can think about is how the one person she loves wholeheartedly has abandoned her. Her pain and suffering means nothing to him and he is blind to every single shit she's been through for him. Why? why does miche mean nothing to him? miche gives up on his fucking world cause she no longer knows if she can survive another fucking dayeven if she does her heart will most probably be dead, maybe that's what he wants.
Friday, November 20, 2009 @12:47 AM
where do i stand in your life? did you mean all that you said that night? do you know that you are the first person, my friends wanted to meet? because they wanted to know who was this person who made me happy for once, since the day they knew me. and now, you want to walk away totally, in a split second. so what am i?
Tuesday, November 17, 2009 @11:48 AM
i told you a long time ago, be careful with me i am fragile in my head and in my heart. but when you decided that you were going to walk out on me without a word or explanation, you took away everything and broke whatever little that was left. now the pieces that lay around me are that of sadness and madness which alternates in its cycles and developments. it drives me up and down into weird, random and uncontrollable cycles of rage, wrath and crying. i hope you are happy now, because you dont want to care not that you cant. so watch me wont you, destroy myself and perhaps you in the process because you took away my soul and i have died inside. i dont care anymore. you have no idea what goes on in my head today and how happy i am thinking about the whole thing and how it makes me smile. maybe today i will be reduced to a slobbering crying mess again, who does nothing but stares into space into the darkness. the anger and rage in my head is so great that i need to hurt someone, dont worry, i wont hurt you, cause i promise that i would never do anything to harm you, but i cant promise anything else. why didnt you listen when i told you to be care with me, because i was fragile in my head and in my heart. why didnt you just listen for once. told you if you went, so would my sanity. so watch me now. watch the show. really, suddenly being alive is no longer enough for anything or anyone. because the pain which once told me i was alive has now become the reason for me to die.
Monday, November 16, 2009 @10:36 AM
being alive is no longer enough.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009 @6:02 PM
someone show miche a way to make all of these go away. really just make all of these go away. miche doesnt know who else is there she can depend on anymore. so really. just make all of these go away. or miche will go far far away. take everything and go away.
@6:02 PM
very antithesis of love wasnt hate – it was apathy.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009 @12:02 AM
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miche saw this on meeche's blog. it is so cute and it has miche's school motto on it. haha. robert frost's poem.
come grow old with me, the best is yet to be.
how miche wish that she can say this to someone.
Sunday, October 18, 2009 @11:39 PM
so much has been said about Obama's conferment of the Nobel Peace Prize and how he is totally undeserving of the award at all. miche is no big Obama fan and miche agrees that much is left to be seen of how his administration goes. but has anyone actually stopped to think about how Obama himself feels towards the whole thing? he is afterall a world leader, the first black president in the states. miche do think that perhaps he was not in the position to decline the award. was there something else that he could have done that day at that time and place when the award was announced? was there any other option that he could have chosen? perhaps he did and perhaps he didnt.
too many a times, we as the common people, the masses forget that while we live in oblivion and in relative unimportance we become too critical and harsh on the people who take up the responsibility and burden of the world. we should cut everyone some slack. really.
i think the mania is starting again. and it is gaining momentum this time round. the rapid cycles of laughter and tears i go through over the last few days is starting to scare me.
Saturday, October 17, 2009 @12:59 AM
"Anyone"
Anyone who have a love close to this
Knows what I'm saying
Anyone who wants a dream to come true
Knows how I'm feeling
All I can think of is you and me
Doing the things I wanna do
All I imagine is heaven on earth
I know it's you
Anyone who ever kissed in the rain
Knows the whole meaning
Anyone who ever stood in the light
Needs no explaining
But everything more or less appears so meaningless
Blue and cold
Walking alone through the afternoon traffic
I miss you so
Anyone who felt like I do
Anyone who wasn't ready to fall
Anyone who loved like I do
Knows it never really happens at all
It's over when it's over
What can I do about it
Now that it's over
Everything more or less is looking so meaningless
And fades to grey
Lying awake in an ocean of teardrops
I float away
Anyone who ever felt like I do
Anyone who wasn't ready to fall
Anyone who loved like I do
Knows it never really happens at all
It's over when it's over
What can I do about it
Now it's all over
i am beginning to think that i dont belong in your world at all. and that i should perhaps gracefully bow out. i dont want to have to face the day when my mania and depression becomes something which you have to deal with. nor do i want to have to face the day when i realise that i cant do without you at all. tonight i feel decidedly selfish and i dont want to share you with anyone. but i cant bring myself to say those words out. and i am angry with myself for thinking so. i dont think you will ever understand.
Monday, October 12, 2009 @12:01 PM
i dont know why but i suddenly feel fearful.
Sunday, October 11, 2009 @8:54 PM
miche thanks paul, sam, al, jake and val for coming to visit miche on sat and sun respectively so miche wasnt that bored at home doing nothing. it was really fun having you guys around cause we always end up laughing at so many things.
anyway sam and the rest were taking a look at the pictures miche's parents put up in the living room and miche realised some things.
(1) miche is devilishly white. and miche means
white. miche realises that she is actually quite devoid of any colour pigmentation. even as she stood in the lift by herself today, she realised the same thing looking down at her own hands. miche is white, as like miche has no blood in her body at all.
(2) miche's hands has tons of veins popping out of them, particularly at the back of her palms and on her fingers. which is ironic because the doctors and nurses could not find a single usable vein for injection on her arms, wrists and elbows at all last week. which is why miche has holes all over her body now and brusies that looked as if she has just been beaten up by someone.
(3) miche has oddly shaped eyes and miche doesnt know how to describe it at all.
(4) miche really dont resemble her family members. the closest should be liability 2.
miche is sleepy again and she doesnt know why she keeps wanting to sleep these few weeks. she thinks she has been infected.
Thursday, October 08, 2009 @6:48 PM
miche has been stuck at home for the last four days and miche is gradually going mad from boredom. there is nothing to do but lie around the house either on the bed or on the sofa. miche has watched countless reruns of F.R.I.E.N.D.S and Just Shoot Me. There is no one to talk to for like 75% of the day, miche gets to eat blanched vegetables and boiled fish and plain rice. miche has to take painkillers twice a day. miche is going mad. she managed to convince her parents that she needed to go back to work to day albeit for a short 2 hours. but the weekend is coming and miche fears her mind will go mad again. sighs.
miche doesnt know what she wants anymore and she is going to eat boiled fish and blanched vegetables again before popping pills.
Friday, October 02, 2009 @8:55 PM
if it matters to you at all, i am in terrible pain and you have not even asked if i was feeling alright after the message i sent you this morning.
@12:09 PM
pain. miche is in so much senseless pain. one entire side of miche's body has pain radiating up and down. ah. miche thinks she is dying. for real.
Thursday, October 01, 2009 @8:46 AM
You know how those marketing dudes always keep coming up with a way to put a nice spin on even the most horrendous of things? Well, “vintage” is just one of them. By making a second hand consumer goodie sound like something valuable, they make you wear pother people’s old clothes, walk around in shoes that their original owners threw out and what not. This pair of vintage jeans is a great example of that. Over 100 years old, this old pair of LEVI’S was found in a mine in the Rand Mining District, on the Mojave Desert, California. Covered in candle wax from the candles the miners used to light the tunnel they was working in, the pair was found with and old paper bag with the name of a mercantile store which operated between 1895 and 1898 in the town or Randsburg.
hi miche!
Wednesday, September 30, 2009 @9:15 PM
driel miche isnt sam. why do i want a darth vader statue?
miche is in pain. hai.
Tuesday, September 29, 2009 @4:24 PM

If you are blessed with a rich as well as pampering dad or destiny has been kind to you to keep your wallet loaded, then nothing can stop you from owning this Limited Edition Darth Vader Bronze Statue. The only necessary factor is that you need to be an ardent Star Wars fan. Sculpted by Lawrence Noble, the inspiration for this Vader bronze came from a source usually associated with the Star Wars prequels, that is the planet Coruscant. Standing 4 feet tall and weighing 150 lbs., this majestic statue sports a particular attitude as it is frozen with one foot raised on a little precipice. Only 30 such life-like bronze Vaders are available for a colossal amount of
$18,000 each.
Monday, September 28, 2009 @10:51 PM
miche finds it amusing how watching the most mundane of things can actually trigger her thoughts into something vaguely philosophical. So it was the episode of F.R.I.E.N.D.S where rachel buys an apothcary table from pottery barn and lies to phoebe that it was a one-of-a-kind table from the days of yore as phoebe hates anything which is not one of a kind. rachel then goes over to ross's place where she realises to her horror that ross bought the same table. she tries to get ross to hide the table and ross blurts out to rachel that twins are not one of a kind.
that was what that got miche thinking.
identical twins = two of the same embryo = therefore, not one of a kind
HOWEVER,
twin births are in fact one of a kind = ergo, twins are special.
but isnt that an irony of nature, rather a paradox, that we are all simultaneously one of kind and yet not.
hmmm... same goes for triplets, quadruplets and the list goes on. how funny God can be.
i am starting to learn not to expect anything from you and take it all in my stride. perhaps this is the best way to deal with the situation and we can be what we really want to be.
Thursday, September 24, 2009 @11:30 AM
xue qian's blog title says "the show must go on". and yes miche agrees with xue qian that indeed the show must go on , no matter how much sometimes we tell ourselves that everything must end and one day we must take our last curtain call.
miche guesses that there are many different points in our lives that we have
had to make that curtain call. over the last 7 years or so of miche's life, miche figures that there have at least been 5 or 6 times when she had to say something or done something for the last time.
28 Dec 2002: the last time miche ever stepped in ACJC as student, suddenly she realised that she had to grow up.
2004: the last time miche allowed herself to be really depressed over not going to america, though miche still deeply regrets having been denied the chance.
2005: the last time miche decided to let grades and examinations get the better of her.
2006: the last time miche decided that A.L did not matter that much anymore and she is going to stop waiting.
2007: the last time miche ever stage-managed an theatre event.
2008: the last time miche is ever willing to put her life in the hands of another person and trust that he will take care of her.
2008: the last time miche took a team and won debating championships. miche guesses it may the last of debates that she will ever do.
miche wonders if there is going to be a last time for her somehow this year in 2009. but really, the show must go on. because if it doesnt, miche guesses that will be the day she dies.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009 @11:12 PM
three and a half years ago miche blogged these words and tonight after feeling that she is totally an idiot miche is blogging the same words again.
After a while, you learn the subtle difference
between holding a hand and chaining a soul,
And you learn that love doesnt mean leaning
and company doesnt mean security,
And you learn that kisses arent contracts
and presents arent promises,
And you begin to accept your defeats
with your head up and your eyes open,
with the grace of an adult, not the grief of a child,
And you learn to build all your roads on today
because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans,
After a while you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much,
So plant your own garden and decorate your own soul,
instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure
and that you really are strong
and you really do have worth.
-----
As We Walk Through Life
I've learned - that you can do something in an instant
that will give you heartache for life.
I've learned - that it's taking me a long time
to become the person I want to be.
I've learned - that you should always leave
loved ones with loving words.
It may be the last time you see them.
I've learned - that you can keep going long after you can't.
I've learned - that we are responsible for what we do,
no matter how we feel.
I've learned - that either you control your attitude or it controls you.
I've learned - that regardless of how hot and steamy a relationship is at first,
the passion fades and there had better be something else to take its place.
I've learned - that heroes are the people who do what has to be done
when it needs to be done, regardless of the consequences.
I've learned - that money is a lousy way of keeping score.
I've learned - that my best friend and I can do anything or nothing and have the best time.
I've learned - that sometimes the people you expect to kick you when you're down will be the ones to help you get back up.
I've learned - that sometimes when I'm angry I have the right to be angry,
but that doesn't give me the right to be cruel.
I've learned - that true friendship continues to grow,
even over the longest distance. Same goes for true love.
I've learned - that just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to
doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.
I've learned - that maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you've had
and what you've learned from them and less to do with how many birthdays you've celebrated.
I've learned - that your family won't always be there for you.
It may seem funny, but people you aren't related to can take care of you
and love you and teach you to trust people again. Families aren't biological.
I've learned - that no matter how good a friend is,
they're going to hurt you every once in a while
and you must forgive them for that.
I've learned - that it isn't always enough to be forgiven by others,
Sometimes you have to learn to forgive yourself.
I've learned - that our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are,
but we are responsible for who we become.
I've learned - that just because two people argue, it doesn't mean they don't love each other. And just because they don't argue, it doesn't mean they do.
I've learned - that we don't have to change friends if we understand that friends change.
I've learned - that you shouldn't be so eager to find out a secret. It could change your life forever.
I've learned - that two people can look at the exact same thing and see something totally different.
I've learned - that your life can be changed in a matter of minutes, by people who don't even know you.
I've learned - that even when you think you have no more to give, when a friend cries out to you, you will find the strength to help.
I've learned - that credentials on the wall do not make you a decent human being.
I've learned - that the people you care about most in life are taken from you too soon.
@10:43 PM
miche's an idiot.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009 @4:37 PM
I know it's late now I know I ought to go
Ride in your car now but please don't drop me home
My head's so heavy, could this be all a dream?
Promise me maybes and say things you don't mean
Rain fall from concrete coloured sky
No boy, don't speak now you just
Drive, drive, drive
Take me through make me fell alive, alive
When I ride with you
Keep my heart turning on axles around you
Keep our love burning just like it used to do
Now just for us, they could play our favourite tune
Let's not discuss all these things we can't undo
Let
Rain fall from concrete coloured sky
No boy, don't speak now you just
Drive, drive, drive
Take me through make me fell alive, alive
When I ride with you
Rain fall from concrete coloured sky
No boy, don't speak now you just drive
-Drive, Bic Runga-
i think i am going a little mad over the whole thing. dont get too upset with me when sometimes i dont really want to say a word, it is only because i dont know what to say and i dont want to screw things up. it is very trying i know. it is a difficult place to be, i hope you understand because i am really nowhere here nor nowhere there. the whole of the last three days was not easy to get through only because everywhere i go i am reminded of how i dont really have you. so please, dont get upset with me when i appear cold and unresponsive because i am trying really hard to be strong for you. maybe when i am able to find the correct words to put everything into perspective, i will be okay. i am sorry, my dear.
Monday, September 21, 2009 @9:51 AM
Stateless boy 3rd in Japan paper airplane contest
By JAY ALABASTER,Associated Press Writer - Monday, September 21
TOKYO – A boy with no official nationality who lives in Thailand captured third place in a Japanese paper airplane contest Sunday after his tearful pleas to be allowed to attend prompted authorities to grant him a rare temporary passport for the event.
Mong Thongdee, 12, won a national paper airplane championship in Thailand in August 2008 after he threw a plane that flew for 12 seconds, and was later chosen to attend the Japanese contest in Chiba, near Tokyo. But Mong, who lives in Chiang Mai in northern Thailand, is the son of Myanmar migrants who are stateless and so have no legal right to travel abroad.
His first application to leave Thailand was denied, but after national media coverage of him quietly sobbing after the refusal captured the hearts of many Thais he was granted a temporary passport.
Mong appeared Sunday in a white T-shirt decorated with the Thai flag, whipping his carefully folded airplanes high into the air during the competition in front of hundreds of spectators.
He placed third in the division for elementary school students with a time of 10.53 seconds. In an earlier exhibition, Mong's airplane stayed in the air for 16.45 seconds.
After the event he said he wanted his family back home to know he got third place, and that he was grateful to the people who supported him.
On Saturday, his three-person Thai team won the group competition. Contestants quickly fold their planes at the event, then throw them into the air.
Mong's ethnic Shan parents have only temporary permission to live and work in Thailand, so although he was born in the country he has only temporary resident status. Under normal circumstances, if he left and tried to return, his status would be revoked and he would be barred re-entry to the country where he was born.
When his initial application for temporary exit papers was denied, the story dominated the front pages of Thai newspapers, and a national lawyers' council petitioned the court on his behalf.
His tale has led to fresh attention for those in his situation in Thailand, who have less access to education and health care. Mong is on a list of people who will be considered for repatriation to Myanmar in February 2010.
a simple child with a simple wish, yet never did he know that his simple wish will make a huge difference for his people. paper aeroplanes that carry out dreams out into the air and hope that angels will pick them up and make them come true.
miche knows what her paper aeroplane dream is, what about you?
@12:58 AM
miche enjoys the feeling of feeling a little intoxicated all the time. haha it is 1 am and miche is still awake and she feels that she should complete whatever work she needs to do. but yet, miche is strangely distracted. it is way too hot to work and miche keeps sweating the whole time. miche needs to stop thinking. like really.
Saturday, September 19, 2009 @12:13 AM
baby, miche misses you already and it's only been 7 hours.
Monday, September 14, 2009 @12:47 AM
miche is waiting to be discovered.
Sunday, September 13, 2009 @1:02 AM
miche is annoyed with her keyboard and she figures that she has to bring the keyboard for repair, once she gets her apple care registration up. cause for some reason the "U", "7" and "0" keys decided not to work at all. fustrating!!!
anyway, miche has come to the conclusion that the men in her life. yes the men in her are all so damn bloody fickle minded they can never make up their minds about what they want to do or what they want.
liability one lost his job and found one only to decide that he didnt want it after all.
liability two cant make up his mind about what he wants to after graduation. he says he wants to wait and see which vocation he gets posted to before he decides whether he wants to sign on with the army and get a scholarship.
the father cannot decide which course of treatment is better: to be harsh or to be kind. and he ends up contridicting himself half the time.
jude cant decide if he wants to end stuff once and for all.
A.L cant decide which side of the fence he wants to swing.
the last one just cant decide if he wants miche or not.
all the men in miche's life. fail. seriously fail.
Wednesday, September 09, 2009 @3:07 PM
joshie is leaving tonight at 1120pm. flying off to the land of dreams, the land where years ago many people from this part of the world envision would be the place where all their dreams will come true.
amongst all the kids, joshie is perhaps the one persom whom miche feels the most kindred to. joshie and miche's birthdays are only 8 days apart and one day, we realised that we have almost similar taste in songs.
miche knows that she is going to miss having joshie around, just like how he went 'missing' during his NS years.
so, joshie, miche wishes you all the best in your new phase of life. go and explore and be whoever you want all these years. if anyone, miche knows you will be the one who doesnt change. miche loves you much.
Friday, September 04, 2009 @5:19 PM
miche wants...the whole collection of Oxford World's Classics. Just so her shelves look intellectual. ha. miche was packing her bookshelves two days ago. a long time since she packed her shelves. re-categorised everything. made her feel so happy to see everything in order. happiness.
miche wants more books. haha
@1:05 AM
here is a list of miche's eccentricities, well basically cause miche isnt exactly the easiest person to get around.
(1) miche collects soft toys, teddy bears more precisely because she feels that they are the only things which wont leave her ever.
(2) miche needs to buy things in pairs, when they are for herself because she feels that if she buys things singularly, they will feel lonely and left behind. worse if the item she wants comes in a set.
(3) miche doesnt like the color yellow because she associates it with the idea of a third party. because yellow is always paired with blue somehow but miche feels that blue's natural partner is red.
(4) miche likes to talk to herself most of the time, under her own breathe so no one can really hear her.
(5 ) miche likes to refer to her in third person. and this seriously freak people out.
(6) miche doesnt like the light. she really do prefer to be in the dark as it makes her feel much happier not knowing what is out there.
(7) miche finds walking around aimlessly rather therapeutic. it makes her happy especially in the middle of the night.
(8) miche doesnt like her food to be mixed up. it makes her upset.
(9) miche is totally random. her brain thinks of strange things all the time. like if she is ever to manage a war operation, she will bomb bridges first and then hospitals.
(10) miche tells her own brain to shut up, rather often so that she can actually sleep at night.
(11) miche doesnt like talking to be people, really, even though being a debater is what miche lives for.
(12) miche used to think that cookie monster will answer all her prayers, until the day when no tickets appeared for that show miche wanted to watch.
(13) miche is bipolar.
Tuesday, August 25, 2009 @11:13 PM
this was part of the poem which miche was reading the other day. totally taken out of context, but still you know. haha. somehow fitting with miche's life and damn it. miche cant sleep again.
vague uses gestures. bearing futile witness.
things which miche does. or supposedly do.
Friday, August 21, 2009 @2:00 AM
the greatest irony of my life, i know that my depression is irrational. and yet, no amount of rationality is going to stop that irrationality. aaron was right, my determination is both at once my greatest strength and my fatal flaw. is this harmatia i wonder. but no doubt, i have yet to achieve or attain any form of catharsis. and i smile strangely at myself, amused at how the irrationality is indeed becoming mania and rage, going a little weird up there. because beyond the depression, the worse thing is the intellectual and rational recognition that this is all irrational. yet, i cant snap out of it. so what is left, is to laugh at my own ridiculous-ness, my own irrationality in an attempt to make sense out of insensibility. too much laughter and i will start to descend again. welcome to my world of emotional roller-circles where no one knows where the beginning and end is. and i guess no one will ever find it the start and the conclusion.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009 @4:53 PM
Playground school bell rings againRain clouds come to play againHas no one told you she's not breathing?Hello, I'm your mind giving you someone to talk toHelloIf I smile and don't believeSoon I know I'll wake from this dreamDon't try to fix me, I'm not brokenHello, I'm the lie living for you so you can hideDon't crySuddenly I know I'm not sleepingHello, I'm still hereAll that's left of yesterday
@1:17 AM
i am tired. i am very very tired. i am exhausted to the point in which i really dont know what to say to anyone anymore. i woke up this morning and was decidedly depressed. work is making my depression worse. it really is. i dont know what else to do and i dont know what else to feel. i feel claustrophobic. i feel suffocated. physically, i really do. i feel as if at times, i cant even breathe. increasingly, i just want to collapse and die. literally collapse and die. i dont even know what to say to him when he asks me what is wrong. i can only mutter under my breath i am tired. i dont think i can go on anymore, this time i think it is for real. because my head is no longer clear. and it is no longer rationally telling me that i need to go on. but that it is perhaps time to give up.
miche needs a sign from somewhere. God, can you hear her?
Monday, August 17, 2009 @10:48 AM
miche is proud of you auyoung, though you do seriously embarass us by dancing in the middle of suntec to joshie's boom-beats and repeatedly demonstration how to do the body wave. and miche is happy for all the rest of you. miche knew that one day you would overtake her and that is what you guys are on your way to do. =)
more people to add to list who will take care of miche in her old age. whoever told miche that she needed to marry and have kids, haha. please.
Was it such a tragedy
Being you ... Being me ?
Smoke clears,the pictures fades
but I stay back in yesterday
All the strangers come and go
All of them will never know ...
Monday, August 10, 2009 @9:18 PM
miche misses the days of the past where all she did was to party and have fun. it didnt matter where she was, in a pub, in a club or in the lounge of some posh hotel. where all that matters was who she was with and what she was doing. those days were fun and carefree and strangely, miche felt more adult than she does now. for some reason, it feels as if there is some sort of retrogression in her life and that she is now a kid more than an adult.
being around people really doesnt do her any good. miche is becoming more and more claustrophobic and anti-social, and more and more she is retreating back into her ownself and would rather be alone than to go out. staying in the room has become kinda fun.
miche has a strange craving for KFC all of a sudden. all these unhealthy food.
Monday, August 03, 2009 @11:01 PM

many years ago, in borders miche came across this postcard and she bought only 1 piece and now it is out of print. but it has remained miche's fave photo since then. miche wants to be like the dog in the picture. happy and blissful, because it has a teddy to hug.
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i am one day late. but happy birthday anyway.