Hi, I'm Michelle.
I talk no sense and have no reason so don't expect me to be a least bit reasonable. I hate it when people text or talk to me on MSN when I'm busy and expect an instant reply. And busy means when I'm watching tv, eating, doodling, blogging, blog-surfing, talking to someone else online or on the phone, sleeping, cooking, showering, dressing, playing with my dog, or when my parents are around. Which is pretty much everything, but I hate it when people don't respond to me immediately. I like making people cry, it makes me happy. I OCD around things that are already almost perfect and in order but I am utterly disorganized. My room's a mess just like my life but I still OCD around things that are order because I've screwed and messed up enough things in my time and now I just wanna keep them the way they are and not fuck them up like I always do. I experience maniac fluctuating mood episodes which those around me should have noticed by now. Some times I like being extremely close and clingy to people but almost in an instant I would scream at them to leave me alone. I'm a terrible friend, girlfriend and lover. But I'm not a bad daughter or sister. I make questionable choices and you can see this in my dressing some times. Sometimes I wallow in self-pity knowing that the love of my life will be in Aust for 4 years. Our relationship is pretty much like my personality. I wish I could be consistent. But I suffer from an overactive mind.

And in about 2 seconds after posting, I would consider editing what I just wrote. Because in 2 seconds, that wouldn't be me.

The one lit paper I screw up the most in my secondary school life just has to be my O's. Life rocks. Not forgetting, all the others were shit too. It's one of those days you wish you had the damn guts to shoot yourself in the head or massacre the everyone else.

On a lighter note, the Os are coming to an end :) Yet, my boredom with life has blinded my eyes fogging the excitement for the holidays.

Ciao.