Accessorizing With A Rosary

Hiatus

2008-04-16T01:54:00.000-07:00

You read me right.

I think I'm going to stop blogging.

Maybe for a month or two, maybe six ... or maybe a year?

Whatever it is, don't forget the psychotic Simple Plan Addict whom you know you love okay? =D

Oh, by the way, I'm getting addicted to M&Ms.

And in case I won't be here to tell you about my birthday wishlist, let me tell you that I want:

Chocolates.
- M&Ms, Cadbury, Mars Bars, Toblerone, Ferrero Rocher, etc.

Files.
- Assorted files with assorted designs, preferably Winnie The Pooh (Eeyore!!!) or Looney Tunes or Mickey Mouse.

=D

But that does not apply to Adia and Chocolate. I want something special from the two of you. xD

Cheers.
The Carmenata.

A Food Affair

2008-04-12T20:21:00.000-07:00

Our very first Canteen Day on Friday was superb. As in, it was the first time my friends and I get to be the ones behind the counter and going all psychotic.

My shift was scheduled at 10.15 am, hence giving me time to eat and wonder around beforehand. Teachers were ducking away from my camera lens (should they see me), some didn't know even know candid shots of them had been taken and one particular teacher was whining about me taking her photo.

Su Ann and I were wondering around like lost chicks. Walk. See food. Buy food. Eat. Walk. Sit down to complete food. Walk. Laugh. Walk. Eat.

By 10.10 am, I was somewhat ready to take over, though I had not even the slightest clue as to what to do.

I messed up I guess.

Luckily, I had Lean Na to babysit me. Or I think I would've gone crazy.

Anyway, the food was good and the games were fun. By the end of the day though, the whole canteen was a disaster.

Too bad SOMEONE missed out on all of that. He got deterred by the rain that poured sometime at 11 am, I think. How lame!

And I saw Dargoon too. And a certain someone else whom I wouldn't really want to meet, but Charmaine was yelling, "CARMEN! CARMEN! [insertidiot'sname] is here! Did you see him?"

"WHAT?"

"[insertidiot'sname] is HERE!"

Initially, when she told me of his name, I was wondering: Who the hell?

But later I saw him with his friends.

Oh, HIM.

What an unpleasant sight.

When I saw Charmaine again, she said, "His hair grew longer."

-_-

Standing On Top And Do It Our Way

2008-04-11T03:29:00.000-07:00

5 easy steps:
1) Put your music player on shuffle.
2) Press forward for each question.
3) Use the song title as the answer to the question.
4) With the answers, comment on how it relates to the question.
5) Tag your mates.

How am I feeling today?
Headlight Disco - The Click Five
Crazy. Happy. Weary.

Will I get far in life?
It's Not Over - Daughtry
Hopefully, pretty far.

How do my friends see me?
Lift - Shannon Noll
Someone insane who has a lot on her shoulders.

Will I get married?
Nails For Breakfast, Tacks For Snacks - The Click Five
Uh, I don't know.

What is my best friend's theme song?
When I'm Gone - The Click Five
Holding on to someone who's not really there anymore.

What's the theme song of my life?
Party's Over - Son Of Dork
When no one's around, you have the time to sit down and think about what's been going on recently.

What was high school like?
The Great Escape - Boys Like Girls
As opposed of what the song suggests because that hellhole is not a source of escapism.

What is in store for this weekend?
So Damn Clever - Plain White T's
Red Crescent Leadership Training Camp, and a whole lot of drama, hopefully.

How is my life going?
Tongue-Tied - Faber Drive
Lonely, though not necessarily in a bad way.

How can you get ahead of life?
I'm Getting Over You - The Click Five
By getting over the person with whom I'm not supposed to fall for, ever.

What's the best thing about your friends?
I Can Wait Forever - Simple Plan
They're there for me and I try to do the same for them.

What song will they play at my funeral?
Addicted To Me - The Click Five
That's when they probably realize the importance of having this crazy kid to bug them! Haha.

How does the world see me?
Save You - Simple Plan
Someone who needs to be saved from what she's now going through?

Do people secretly lust after me?
Learning To Fall - Boys Like Girls
I have no idea how the song and the question can ever relate.

How can I make myself happy?
What's The Dillio? - Mest
Occupying myself with happy thoughts.

What should I do with my life?
Your Love Is A Lie - Simple Plan
Not make love an obstruction as to how I want to live it.

Will I ever have children?
All About You - McFly
Perhaps not.

What song would you strip to?
Pandora - Madina Lake
Hell yeah!

What does your mom think of you?
Leavin' - Jesse McCartney
Someone who's always chasing for something better?

What is your deep, dark secret?
Obviously - McFly
Uh, liking someone I shouldn't?

What is your mortal enemy's theme song?
Face Down - The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
Should I even have a 'mortal enemy', the person is supposedly leading a bad love life. Good for him/her.

What is your personality like?
Dance Hall Drug - Boys Like Girls
Risk-taker.

What song will be played at your wedding?
Let Go - Boys Like Girls
I don't know whether to laugh or to be touched by the song. Probably laugh.

Your overall theme song?
Beautiful Soul - Jesse McCartney
So not right.

I shall now tag:

Respect

2008-04-09T08:35:00.000-07:00

Very few people command my respect.

Just because you are more authoritative, or maybe of a higher ranking does not mean that I respect you - because you may not necessarily be given that particular ranking for what you are capable of.

Let's start with a simple example, like the ranking of the Head Prefect for example.

I portray the Head Prefect to be somewhat an all-rounder, and even if he/she is not, then he/she should be someone who is capable, amiable and most importantly, he/she naturally earns your respect.

During Flag Day, I had the opportunity to get to know one of our former Head Prefects, Yeong Chin, who was long gone by the time I entered the realm of nightmare @ secondary school.

She is one hell of a scary woman.

She may be nice and even played the role of our mother during those two days, but should we start joking at inappropriate times, all she has to do is say, 'Listen; I'm serious' in that calm yet scary way of hers and everyone falls silent.

That's what I call respect.
That's what I call real authority.

But some people DEMAND for you to respect them.

Some people WHINE just so you listen to them.

And that whiny voice gets so agitating with each passing day.

Even Alvin, Simon and Theodore are way better.

Je Vous Presente ...

2008-04-08T05:47:00.000-07:00

Thomas Dekker(rrr)

Gasp! That's him! I mean, that's me!

He's the guy from Terminator. And was featured in New Straits Time today. =]

Even the ever-picky Su Ann said he was hot.

I'm serious. The best picture of him was in NST. Drop dead gorgeous.

Strange Lover

2008-04-08T02:38:00.000-07:00

I might as well be a refugee after saying this, but there are two good reasons not to come to the MGS Orchestra and two unimpressive reasons to come.

Why You Shouldn't Come:
1. The MGS Orchestra is practically negative Grade One. Eine Kleine Natchmusik may be a classic, but what's with the bars and bars and bars of crotchets and minims and dotted minims and semibrieves that I'm seeing on the other music sheets?
2. Is the MGS Choir worth the watch? -runs away before the attack of the choir members-

Why You Should Come:
1. There's this supposedly good jazz band by the name Jeep Latino playing on that night. (Would be absolutely worth it if they play music on a jeep, but that's not going to happen, now is it?)
2. I have to sell tickets. That alone is a good reason for you to come. Or I can't sell them. =D

I understand that our orchestra teacher adviser is trying to include the juniors as well, but it's a real waste of time having to play these songs.

They are practically meant for three-year-olds learning how to play.

-snores-

Chords Involved: G-D

2008-04-07T03:50:00.000-07:00

Instructions: Remove 1 question from below, and add in your personal question, make it a total of 20 questions, then tag 8 people in your list, list them out at the end of this post. Notify them in their chat box that he/she has been tagged. Whoever does the tag will have blessings from all.

1. What are you craving now?
A lot of time on my hands to write without having to worry about the piling homework.

2. What was the last movie you've watched?
Death Note.

3. If you were to be stranded on a desert island, who are the 3 blog buddies you would take with you?
~~I want to be stranded alone~~.

4. What are you most happy with now?
My bed.

5. If you can have 1 dream to come true, what would it be?
Fortune over fame.

6. Favourite music genre?
Why not tell you what I hate? R'n'B, hip hop and rap.

7. What are you afraid to lose the most now?
My confidence. It's wavering as it is.

8. Why are you wasting your time to do this?
To get over with it. Because Sue Chuin might just kill me if I disregard this tag completely.

9. If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her?
I probably will if I sense that it's a relationship that's NOT going to work out. =D

10. List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you.
Scary, claims that I'm mean, and is head over heels crushing on AHEM.

11. What are the requirements that you wish from your other half?
I shall not say a word. Because I might just end up with the complete opposite of what I want.

12. Which type of person do you hate the most?
Don't even get me started.

13. What is your ambition?
To be a freelance writer, or journalist.

14. If you have fault, would you rather the people around you point out to you or would you rather they keep quiet?
I'd rather point out my own weakness before someone else does the deed for me.

15. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?
Pillars of strengths known as friends.

16. Could you name three people you would turn to if you had a problem so big that you couldn't hold it in?
Andria, Chocolate, Joe.

17. Find a word to describe the person who tagged you.
Green.

18. What will you do when someone faints in front of you?
Slap him/her to consciousness.

19. What makes you different?
My fatness.

20. Which do you think is an all-time classic love song?
'When You Say Nothing At All' by Ronan Keating.

P.S. I have no time to check for spelling/grammatical errors. So yeah.

The Perfect One-Word No One's Heard Yet

2008-04-04T07:32:00.000-07:00

I lost track of the number of times I've been asked: "Do you have a boyfriend?", "Do you want a boyfriend?", "Don't you even have an ex-boyfriend?" and the list goes on.

To those three questions, I say no.

And today, upon reading the March issue of Alternative Press, the poll caught my eye: Do you believe in soul mates?

This time around, my answer is a yes/no.

Yes, I believe that everyone will eventually find someone that fits them in all the right places. No, because I disagree on the perception that one person is only destined to be with one soul mate.

Along the way in life, I do believe that you will find more than one person with whom you want to spend 'forever'. Sometimes, though, people think they have found their soul mate, their perfect match, their one true love, because at that point of their lives, they have yet to cross paths with someone else who might be as good a soul mate as the person they now think of as their other half.

But a majority of lovers prefer to close their doors on that thought, wanting to believe that everyone comes in twos and nothing more. They want a make-believe perfection.

Who's to say what perfection is, though?

Because if I were to direct that question to ten different people, I will receive ten different answers.

What is love?

The feedback will too, be the same.

Right now, all I can say is that I have no intention of chasing love, despite how perfect some guy may be in my eyes. No guy is worth that much. No girl is worth that much, either.

If two people were really meant to be together, then they would eventually end up right where they started; together.

Of course, that again might be complete bullshit.

So, I think I just went through all that mumbo-jumbo to tell you that love isn't meant for people like me.

As sweet as the idea might be, I think I might just get sick of waking up next to the same guy for twenty years of my life.

But that's for now.

I'll grow up. I promise.

A Little More Than Lifeless, A Little Less Than Excited

2008-04-03T07:31:00.000-07:00

Has it ever seemed to you that everything and everyday is passing by with such monotony that it makes you want to jump off a building and die?

Maybe it's just me - because it's always me - but nothing excites me much anymore. These minor happenings and supposed 'good news' are a truckload of shit, if you ask me.

I want action.

I want exciting things to happen.

As in really exciting.

Something HAS to happen before I drop dead, alright? Because the only thing exciting I see happening is on June 7. And that's a long time to go. A long time to be wrong too, about something exciting happening on aforementioned date.

OH MY GOD.

Save me.

My words don't even make sense anymore. On second thought, they never do. =/

Take a breath, I pull myself together
It's just another step, till I reach the door

Write You A Song

2008-04-01T05:55:00.000-07:00

I'll be there for you no matter what happens.

I don't care if everyone tells you that you're stupid for doing what you did, because as long as you think that's what's best for you, then go ahead by all means.

I'll stick to you like superglue. =]

If You Think You're Weird ...

2008-03-31T06:05:00.000-07:00

... then do you think you can beat my weirdness level?

I frigging sleep-called.

No, I didn't type incorrectly.
No, you didn't read wrongly.

I sleep-called a friend this afternoon.

I think this is roughly how it went:

1. Carmen goes to bed.
2. Carmen goes into a peaceful, semi-conscious slumber.
3. Carmen vaguely remembers being on the phone. Asks friend questions like, "Did you call me or did I call you? Who called who?" and a load of other silly questions which she doesn't quite recall.
4. Carmen checks call log after waking up to find that she DID call said friend.
5. Carmen disrupts friend's nap as well by making the phone call.

SORRY LOR!!!

Anyway, you should have had enough sleep when I accidentally woke you up. So ... yeah. -pretends to look innocent-

This Is So Wrong

2008-03-31T01:08:00.000-07:00

When someone makes a horribly embarrassing statement during the school assembly, what do you do?

Well, you laugh.

That's what the girls did.

They laughed out loud.

On any other day, it would have been outrageously funny, but to say it as though you're making some formal announcement is just so wrong, and in my Mom's own perception, childish.

[insertteacher'sname] said out loud during assembly this morning: "The [insertschool'sname] boys cried because they lost."

On the contrary, I think it was only one boy but SHE DIDN'T HAVE TO ANNOUNCE IT TO THE WHOLE ENTIRE WORLD!!!

When I first heard of it, which was eons ago, way before this stupid assembly, I laughed out loud, too.

But it's a fucking assembly for God's sake. It didn't sound too amusing coming from her mouth but I forced a laugh anyway. On second thought, maybe I wasn't laughing because of what she said about the boys. Perhaps I was laughing at the irony of how she was behaving.

Goodness.

-wears a paper bag over head and doesn't admit she's from that school-

Random Stranger Who Tries To Be Funny: So ... what school are you from?
The Carmenata: -stabs stranger-

It's not only strangers. It applies to everyone. -waves parang around threateningly-

Tidal Waves

2008-03-29T08:40:00.000-07:00

1 part lesson; 1 part advice; 1 part rant. Have your pick.

Part 1:
The reason is unknown even to myself, but I'm starting to be a little more reserved lately when it comes to dealing with my problems and emotions. I'm learning how to keep to myself a lot. But of course, when I really need to talk to someone, I always have my personal counselors. Kudos to them for always being there! =]

But keeping your emotions in check is hard.

It takes up a lot of self-control to not just burst out crying whenever the urge hits.

Of course, some people just don't care. They just cry. In front of everyone. And I'm not talking about little kids. Or girls. (Don't feel bad if you don't get the joke. You DON'T WANT to get it, actually.)

End of Part 1.

Intermission:

End of Intermission.

Part 2:
Then again, as you grow older, people don't tolerate such behavior from you. In this world, this cruel little world we live in, people just don't care how you feel; it's what they get out of associating with you. Such is the nature of mankind.

Suck it up, and learn how to handle your problems and emotions.

Rant to a friend or two, but not the whole world.

Revealing too much makes you vulnerable and once you're vulnerable, people strike. They take advantage of you and then they crush you.

It doesn't matter what you've done to them, or what you haven't done to them.

End of Part 2.

Intermission:

Picture courtesy of lotje.

End of Intermission.

Part 3:
Take me, for instance.

I'm not smart.
I'm not pretty.
I'm not gifted.

Yet people find fault with me all the time.

They are happy to know that they get a mark or two or MORE higher than me in exams. They are happy to know that they have or had a boyfriend while I don't. They are happy to know they can do something I can't.

What is their problem in the first place?

So what if you DO get a position or two or more higher than me?
It doesn't mean you're loaded with dexterity.

So what if you DO have a boyfriend?
It doesn't make you any better, especially if your relationship is/was a fraud from the very beginning.

So what if you CAN do something I can't?
It doesn't make you a goddess.

Bless their feeble little mindset.

"I'm so smart I beat her!"
"I'm so pretty I got a boyfriend before her!"
"I'm so good I can do this while she can't!"

I used to be aggravated with these infinitesimal matters, until I figured out that they will pour in and become an impediment. Why let such inconsequential issues be an obstruction to how I want to lead my life?

Hello? God gave me this life and my Mom bore me for nine months, okay? If I were to let these idiots deter me from doing anything, I might as well be GARBAGE.

So what if I want to be so stupid that I can't pass a kindergarten test?
So what if I want to be so fat I outweigh a blue whale?
So what if I am nondescript?

At least I'm still me.

And you, my dear I'm-so-obsessed-with-winning-The-Carmenata person, GAL.

But if I sit here ranting, it means I don't have a life either. Crap.

Kuman di seberang lautan nampak, gajah di depan mata tak kelihatan.

End of Part 3.

P.S. I dedicate Part 3 to a very select group of people. I don't hold a grudge against everyone, mind you.

To ISOWWTCP, this is for you:

Picture courtesy of Fabian Felipe.

THE END.

Some People ...

2008-03-28T21:44:00.000-07:00

... have absolutely nothing to do.

Like this guy.

Take a look at my Shoutbox. >_>

Magic Happens ...

2008-03-28T19:22:00.001-07:00

... when I hear your voice.

People tell me you're not worth it, but believe me when I say that you're worth every ounce of my being because without you, I won't be here.

There isn't something I would not sacrifice for you. =]

Love Autopsy

2008-03-28T09:14:00.000-07:00

While we were marching during sports rehearsal this afternoon, I had the sudden urge to cry. The overwhelming emotion came to me as a surprise because out of the blue, I felt depressed.

It wasn't right.

So I needed help. I went to the very person I thought whom would be able to offer what I was looking for. The person gave me carnet d'excuses. Just as the person was about to walk away, the person turned around and asked me for help. And made it sound as though it was obligatory that I lent a hand.

It wasn't right.

No matter how opinionated I am, emotions still play a huge part in altering my perspective. For one moment, the person makes me feel this way. The next moment, the person makes me feel that way. It's left me in nothing but knots that keep getting tighter.

It isn't right.

There are times when I'm being ignored so that my existence practically doesn't make an impact on the person. There are times when I'm being put at the center of the person's attention. Usually when the person needs me, of course.

It isn't right.

This isn't a problem I haven't seen from the very beginning. In fact, occurrences of the likes of these are cliches at its peak that it's impossible for me to miss.

I was just too stubborn to acknowledge them.

See? This is one of the very reasons why girls can be so, so, so stupid.

They know and they know better, but they prefer to stay blind in order to stay happy. But by the end of the day, who gets crushed? No one but themselves.

Right now, though, do you know what I see? A fading friendship that rekindles before it fades again. It's a cruel game.

Sometimes I get so sick of it;
It's like we're playing
This silly little game
Where we won't admit
We're perfect for each other.

Period.

Of November 6 And 7

2008-03-27T02:57:00.000-07:00

I finally bothered to upload pictures of good-looking guys into my Friendster.

But what's the point of giving you the link when a) you're not interested in good-looking guys and b) my profile is set to private?

-sniffs-

Nothing better to do ma.

PMS-ing, too.

Was literally bitching about three people in class today, namely #1, #2 and #3.

#1 and #3 make me wish I was deaf and blind sometimes. Irksome people.

Note to self: Must not PMS. Stay calm. Ugh. -dies of stomach cramps-

The Ultimate Recipe

2008-03-26T07:12:00.000-07:00

The Recipe For Carmen

3 parts Seductiveness
2 parts Uniqueness
1 part Tolerance

Splash of Class

Finish off with whipped cream

What's the Recipe for Your Personality?

When Will I See Your Face Again

2008-03-25T04:37:00.000-07:00

Did you know that I got threatened on the second day when I was collecting donations? tahT elttil toggaf.

Emotion is a wonderful thing.

It can make even the toughest of people reveal how they really feel, though not always.

Mostly, guys seem to have a better grasp of their emotions than girls. I guess that's one of the reasons why most guys appear as confusing or mean to girls. But the weird thing is that one guy will almost always know what another guy is thinking, despite how different they are.

On the other hand, girls are (generally) able to express themselves more freely. But even though they're open with their feelings and emotions, guys still think that girls are this huge-ass puzzle with uncountable pieces and none which they had yet to piece together. I don't really blame them; because girls are confusing to girls as well.

-_-

Then again, (some) guys should learn to speak their mind, cry and actually admit it and express themselves more.

(Some) girls should learn to behave themselves, god dammit.

I have some friends who have absolutely no respect for themselves and others. It makes me embarrassed to be from the school that I'm in and to be associated with them.

I'm not saying that I'm this hypocritical, lady-like person but there's absolutely no need to:

laugh VERY loudly so boys will pay attention to you
talk VERY loudly for the same reason
behave atrociously for the same reason

(I want to change my sex and my school!)

If he likes you, then he likes you.
If he doesn't, then life goes on.
End of story.

Besides, if you are desperate to crush on someone, anyone for that matter, I'll be happy to provide you pictures of Taylor Lautner to drool over. =]

Like this:

Anyway, the reason behind this ... weirdly intense post is because I've been told that a boy I've come to see as HIGHLY arrogant and supposedly tough cried just yesterday.

My first reaction was to laugh.

Out loud.

Then I felt bad about it.

So I'm trying to ease my guilty conscience with this post. =D

There's Always A First

2008-03-22T05:11:00.000-07:00

Today is my very first Flag Day. I would say it was tedious, frustrating, annoying and ... fun.

People of all sorts can be seen and I was amazed that two aunties willingly stopped conversing and called out to us saying they want to donate. Slightly dazzled, I said, "Sorry ah. Cho luan lu kong ua" which translates to "Sorry for interrupting your conversation."

Being in Penang Island, you are sometimes told off if you speak in English, especially to the elderly.

Her Wuen, our Head Section Leader was scolded by an auntie who said, "Lu Hokkien lang ka wa kong ah mo ua." (You are a Hokkien but you are talking to me in English.)

There were also people who pretended not to hear you when you talk to them.

!?@#%^&

I don't mind if they tell me they don't want to donate, just don't ignore me!

I pantang being ignored.

Oh, and my group and I walked from Fettes Park to Midlands One Stop. I feel so proud of myself because I have absolutely no sense of direction yet I managed to guide the group to Midlands. =D

So far, the highest donor is Ah Lam with RM31. Anyone's going to go higher than that? Nick Chan is so stingy. He says he's giving me RM1.

-_-

My heels are scratched and sore. My calves hurt.

But the battle has yet to end. There's still tomorrow.

41 years of tradition must be kept alive, eh? =D

Come to Gurney Plaza tomorrow, and if you see any Red Crescent members, always be sure to ask, "Are you from MGS?" If they're not, then walk away ...

Swt. Haha.

Minus One

2008-03-20T08:41:00.000-07:00

Jang Heng tagged me with one hundred questions.

Question 100 is missing, with a good reason, I suppose.

001. Real name: Carmen Kxxx Xx Xxx.

002. Nickname: Carmen, Carmene (car-men-nee), Cicak.

003. Married: Yes, with myself.

004. Male or female: Femme.

005. High school: Methodist Girls' School.

008. College: What's a college? Oh, COLLAGE you mean? =]

010. Short or long hair: Shoulder-length.

015. Are you a healthy freak: Occasionally.

016. Height: 5'0" (SHUT UP! I KNOW I'M SHORT ~~and cute~~.)

017. Do you have a crush on someone: I'll go crush-hunting when I'm free.

018. Do you like yourself: Why not?!

019. Piercings: Two on each ear and counting.

021. Righty or lefty: Lefty (and proud!)

022. Surgery: Sugary? =D

023. Piercing: Piercings is absolutely different from piercing. I see.

024. Person you see in the morning: I see many people in the morning, not necessarily favorable ones, though.

025. Award: A (mental) ward?

026. Sport you join: Perhaps joined would be a better word.

027. Pet: My pug.

028. Vacation: Dream vacation? Or the place I just went to for vacation? Be more specific lah.

029. Concert: De-virginized on 7/11/07 @ Hard Rock Cafe, KL.

030. First crush: I can't really remember. I think a tuition friend whom I think resembled Harry Potter. LMAO.

049. Eating: Your eyes out.

050. Drinking: Liquids.

052. I'm about to: No one.

058. Want kids: Most likely not.

059. Want to get married: Or not ...

60. Careers in mind: Journalist, author, psychologist (then again, perhaps not), event manager.

068. Lips or eyes: Eyes.

069. Hugs or kisses: Hugs.

070. Shorter or taller: Who? Me? I want to be taller. >_>

072. Romantic or spontaneous: Romantic is sweet, but boring. Spontaneity pwns.

074. Sensitive or loud: Loud, with a sensitive side.

075. Trouble maker or hesitant: Trouble-maker. An ambivalent person is an indecisive person.

078. Kissed a stranger: First kiss still in tact. =]

079. Drank bubbles: Er, no.

080. Lost glasses/contacts: I keep my things properly. Hmph!

081. Ran away from home: I'm not THAT stupid.

082. Liked someone younger: Heck, I don't really like people my age, let alone younger.

083. Liked someone older: Yes. About 14 years older.

084. Broken someone's heart: Hope not.

085. Been arrested: I'm good at being bad, so no.

087. Cried when someone died: Yes, when I grandparents and grand-uncle died.

089. Yourself: Yes? What about myself?

090. Miracles: Stay far away from me.

092. Heaven: Um, 7 Minutes In Heaven? LOL.

093. Santa Claus: Is a really huge man.

095. Magic: Reminds me of Harry Potter.

096. Angels: And Airwaves.

097. Is there one person you want to be right now: A rich, handsome, young man.

099. Do you believe in God: Yes.

A Phrase Or Two

2008-03-20T01:57:00.001-07:00

There are many things that I don't like doing. And if I can have my way with things, there are many things that I won't do. But life doesn't swing that way.

I try to shoo away those days when I sit and complain endlessly about having to do something that I hate. In other words, I try to make the most of these things that I have to do, even though that doesn't make me like them any better.

There's only hate
There's only tears
There's only pain
There is no love here
Oh so what will you do?
There's only lies
There's only fears
There's only pain
There is no love here
Oh so what will you do?

The song throws the harsh truth right in your face.

Can you handle the truth? The beautifully crafted, painful truth?

The Name Game

2008-03-19T08:34:00.000-07:00

Note: This is a pretty personal post. It's more of a friend-for-friend thing.

Samantha Chong, who has yet to approve me so that I'm able to view her blog (someone please tell her to do so because I keep forgetting!) has this book called The Name Game.

I guess that's what got me to write this post.

When I write stories, I usually get stuck with names. If I try to Google for names, they give me so many that by the time I finally settle on a name that I actually like, I would've already forgotten the storyline that I had in mind earlier.

(Lame, I know.)

So what I usually do is to just mix and match names.

Mathias Lauridsen + Paul DiGiovanni = Mathias Giovanni
Alex Gaskarth + Ethan Mentzer = Alex Mentzer

Absolutely uncreative to just grab names here and there, but I can't just take names out of books I like.

Here are a few names which I think are awesome:

Artery (Demonata)
Vein (Demonata)
Seamus Finnigan (Harry Potter)
Nymphadora Tonks (Harry Potter)
Grindewald (Harry Potter)
Minerva McGonagall (Harry Potter)
Emmett Cullen (Twilight)

Nathan Leone (lee-oh-nee), whose equally hot twin is Matthew.

Other names like these are cool too:

Matthew (you can never hate that name)
Nathaniel (nor this)
Ethan
Brendon
Danny
Zack
Stephan

And did you know that Hawthorne Heights got their name from author Nathaniel Hawthorne?

Sigh.

Bet you do.

Don't mind me; I'm just ... outdated that way.

So, who wants to meet up for The Click Five's concert on June 7 (Saturday)? I've already made plans with the very same group of friends I met during the showcase at Hard Rock Cafe. The more the merrier! If you're available, do come!

Who's to say that you (if you're a girl) won't end up swooning over the boys?
And who's to say that you'll still be straight after seeing them perform? ;]

Panic(no more exclaimation mark) At The Disco's song Nine In The Afternoon from the new album Pretty Odd, coming out at the end of March.

Pop-ish and un-Panic-ish, but I'll give it an 8/10. It's catchy and they seem to be enjoying themselves a lot.

Cause it's nine in the afternoon
Your eyes are the size of the moon
You could 'cause you can so you do
We're feeling so good just the way that we do
When it's nine in the afternoon

P.S. It feels so good to be de-virginized. I'm no longer a concert virgin! But if only my first was that particular band I truly love, eh? Haha.

Teenybopper-Fangirl Mania

2008-03-17T07:17:00.001-07:00

Guess what the hell that is?!?!

The Click Five's tour schedule.

Arena of Stars is in Genting Highlands not Kuala Lumpur, but oh well.

Hopefully there are no obstacles along the way, because Dad has already said okay.

I wonder which hotel or which room they'll be in. ;]

Thank you Yin May for brightening up the ~~day~~ night.

Nine In The AfterNIGHT

2008-03-17T06:50:00.000-07:00

So Pierre's leading a good love life, according to Seb.

Well, that's good.

He's a great guy, and anyone who gets him is a really lucky girl ... unless Pierre has some confessions about his sexual orientation that he has yet to make, of course.

Just the other day, my Simple Plan buddy said that Your Love Is A Lie came from Chuck's experience when his girlfriend broke up with him. (Chuck's my darling little Virgo, no matter how wrong he is, he's still lovable.)

What I'm trying to say here, is that not everyone leads really great love lives.

You can scrape of the 'love' if you wish, and I can still say that not everyone leads great lives.

I especially hate it when a friend of my just suddenly gives me the cold shoulder. What's worse is when your friends give you cold shoulders. It definitely gives you the shudders.

I don't really get why, and I really don't like to rant so much, but I feel like I'm being shoved aside like a fleck of dust.

I mean, seriously. What am I to you?

You can't just suddenly walk out of my life. That's not fair.

And to think that I actually love you as a friend and not like you as a friend?

That's just too much.

Common Sense Or Lack Thereof

2008-03-17T06:38:00.000-07:00

I know I have no sense of direction.
I know I have very little common sense.

But to have common sense at ground zero tu memang terror sangat mak cik oi.

Most of the time, I give very little thought to what I say. Words just come out of my mouth.

But if your words are going to a) annoy the shit out of everyone and b) make you look extremely stupid, then keep your brilliant thoughts and ideas to yourself.

I don't mean to criticize, but she struck my last nerve like a broken guitar string.

Perhaps two strings.
Or three.
Four.
Five.
Six.
... Twelve.

If she doesn't watch her back, I'll break her neck with the guitar.

Rawr.

She'll be the death of me.

-wanders off, conjuring evil mental thoughts of how a flower pot falls on her head-

Oops.

Tell Me You Love Me

2008-03-16T05:26:00.000-07:00

I'm reading Vampire Knight! Aren't you all proud of this non-anime-loving person?

=D

Huh

2008-03-16T01:06:00.000-07:00

-points at title- Illogical title again.

School starts tomorrow, and I still have a fair amount of work to do.

School starts tomorrow, but I'm not going to complain like all the other teenagers out there.

It's not like my rants are going to get me out of that penitentiary.

Instead, let's talk about what I love so much about school: library periods. They generally equate to a free period. And the library is right next to my class. And it's cooler. No reason to hate it.

2 years, 9 months and 2 weeks.

Let the countdown begin!

Hate Is A Strong Word ...

2008-03-15T02:48:00.000-07:00

... But I really, really, really don't like you.

I detest/loathe/hate radio channels.
I don't like music channels on TV either.

I've said this once and I'll say it again:

Radios overplay good songs and make them sound shitty/TVs overplay good videos and make them shitty.

MCR's I Don't Love You was an amazing video. So what did they do to it? THEY RUINED IT.

Every time I turn on the TV and flick to that particular TV channel, I see the video. I see that pale woman. I see that black man. I see Gerard Way, his feelings (when he sings the song) exploited in the worst way possible.

Then there's Simple Plan's When I'm Gone. I feel like smashing the TV when I see the video. It's outrage. Half the eleven-year-old Pierre-worshiping girls most likely have no clue what the song really means either.

And the other day when I thought I'd give that particular radio station a listen, they frigging played Boys Like Girls' Hero/Heroine twice in less than a half hour.

Brrr.

Other songs that annoy the shit out of me include:

Beautiful Girls, Sean Kingston
Umbrella, Rihanna
Hey There Delilah*, Plain White T's
Keep Your Hands Off My Girl, Good Charlotte
Bleeding Love, Leona Lewis
Sorry, Blame It On Me, Akon
(you can add your own)

Absolutely gorgeous cover of Rihanna's Umbrella by
a band called Vanilla Sky. Maximum cuteness.

I don't know anything about the band (except that they're cute), but I think they aren't American. Listen to how they pronounce the words.

Edited: Click here. to read about the band. They're Italian! So hot. -faints-

*Hey There Delilah IS a nice song. While it did help the band skyrocket to earn the recognition they've been deprived of, it's still annoying to see it play over and over and over ...

Define LOVE

2008-03-14T21:35:00.000-07:00

People, especially those in relationships, tend to claim that they know a lot about love.

They come up with definition and explanation of sorts, somehow trying to make it seem as though their opinion is the most accurate of all.

But different people interpret it differently, mainly because of how love makes them feel.

Love can be like how you love God and how God loves us.
Love can be when someone offers food/clothing to the poor.
Love can be when you fell down the stairs and your friend helps you up.

It also can be how comfortable you feel being around someone.
It also can be how one is willing to sacrifice himself for the sake of the one he loves.

The possibilities are endless, and not necessarily close to the idea of love that you have in mind.

If I try to fit them all in one post, this entry will probably hit OVERLOAD on the post-o-meter.

Of course, some people interpret love as when a guy tells a girl he loves her or vice versa. But it seems to me that action speaks louder than words. In today's world, most of us are being swept into a currant of insanity hence being swindled into believing what they think they know about love.

It's not as if I know any better, since I'm partially immersed in that whirlwind, but sometimes, love is just one big disillusionment.

In my opinion, if people really know what love is, then why does it seem as though the world's a big mess wherever I look?

Love isn't always about relationships.

But if people want to view love via relationships, here's how I have to define it, via Boys Like Girls: Love is just a chemical creation.

Psychic And Psychotic

2008-03-13T07:58:00.000-07:00

A few hours from now ...

"Oh shit! Got French exam tomorrow! Spelling still not sure! Grammar sure K.O. Die lah!"

A few years from now ...

"Crap la! English exam tomorrow! How to spell this? How to spell that?"

-_-

I don't look forward to seeing that happen.

Usually, it doesn't happen that often, people messing up languages, I mean. My tutor claims it WILL. What lah!

Then what about linguists?

Linguists are just about one of the coolest people ever, don't you think? And if you're outstanding, you get paid big bucks to translate at international conferences ... I think.

Sigh.

So bermata duitan.

Casting You A Surreptitious Glance

2008-03-11T05:35:00.000-07:00

I got your runaway smile in my piggybank baby,
Gonna cash it right in for a new Mercedes
You were worth hundred thousand miles
But you couldn't stay a while
I got your little brown shirt in my bottom drawer baby
And your little white socks in my top drawer
You were always leaving your shit around
And gone without a sound
Yeah I'm the first to fall and the last to know
Where'd you go?

The old alarm clock rang, and with all his might, he slammed his fist down on the snooze button to shut off the annoying vociferous ringing. He rolled over with a groan, lying face down on his pillow.

Five minutes later, his alarm clock went off again. This time, he threw it against the wall. Another huge chip fell off its body. But the damned thing would still work, no matter how tattered it may be.

He struggled to get up, and dragged his long legs to the bathroom, where he groggily brushed his teeth. He spat into the sink and rinsed his mouth and when he looked up, he saw a reflection which made him stop and stare.

What happened to the clean-shaven boy he used to think he knew?

How long had it been since he even bothered about his appearance anyway?

Right now, he was worse than he had been when he was just pretending to be the guy they thought they knew. Right now, he was an absolute mess.

But this was Martin Johnson.

He wouldn't let anything deter him, especially not a girl. Despite how much he loved her.

He stepped back into his room, wading through the piles of clothes, the pieces of paper, and stood in front of a chest of drawers. Inhaling deeply, he pulled open the first drawer.

And then the second.

And the third.

They were all her clothes.

Her shirts, skirts, blouses, pants, shorts, undergarments, socks ... everything.

Here would be where everything ended.

Once more, he waded through the mess, and found a large plastic bag. He grabbed everything his hands could carry and dumped it all into that one large plastic bag. He turned to see if there was any evidence of her left.

Yes, there were.

In fact, she was everywhere.

I've got your hair in my pillow and your smell in my sheets
And it makes me think about you with the sand in your feet
Is it all you thought it'd be?
You mean everything to me

He squeezed his eyes shut. She was intoxicating.

But she was also gone, he reminded himself.

Memories.

That would be all that was left of them.

But did he really love her enough if he was just going to let her go?

He had to. He just had to. But he couldn't. He could tell himself a hundred thousand times that they were over, but he knew there was more to them than this.

He knew that she loved him, as much as he did her. And he wasn't going to sit down and let it slide.

He grabbed his car keys and headed downstairs to get his beat-up convertible. He geared the engine to life, and floored the pedal.

If I drive hundred thousand miles
Would you let me stay a while?

He was going over the speed limit, but he didn't care. He was close.

So, so close.

Comments will be appreciated.

And if you spot any grammatical/spelling errors, tell me.

To Hell With It

2008-03-11T05:17:00.000-07:00

Last year, when they opened up the application for prefect-ship, I felt like applying.

But I didn't.

This year, I felt like applying. Again.

FYI, anyone from Forms Two to Four can apply to be a prefect (a.k.a. kuih talam because our uniform consists of a white blouse and dark green skirt). Later, you are screened by the EXCOs (Head Prefect, Deputy Head Prefect, etc) who bombard you mercilessly with questions. Then, you're presented before the entire staff of teachers where you deliver the most convincing speech you can, telling them why they should frigging elect you, out of all the other hopefuls (or in Clara's words, harapan).

So, to apply or to not apply?

Let me help myself clarify a few things:

Why I Would Be Made A Prefect:
1. Most teachers think I'm the type who abides by the rules! Need I say more? I mean, I even LOOK innocent. -halo appears above head-

Why I Would Fail To Be A Prefect:
1. I am forgetful.
2. My hair isn't neat enough.
3. I'm too crazy.
4. She hates me.
5. I have a streak of rebellion embedded deep within me.

Negativity triumphs.

In that case, won't bother taking the application form. Save paper. Save the environment. Green the earth, people.

Photo courtesy of yanimor.

They're usually rectangular in shape ... but this is cute, c'est non?

So Darn Contradicting

2008-03-11T02:29:00.000-07:00

I'm a narcissistic Scorpio, mind you.

I love being acquainted with a creature as dangerous as a scorpion.

As I was browsing through AstroView, I came across this:

Scorpio
October 24 - November 22

Your power to attract is at its height, but nothing is what it seems, be it in business or career. Your moods can drive away good, supportive relationships and people who love you may distance themselves.

WTF.

True to the point that it's freaky.

What On Earth Does G-Fly Mean?

2008-03-11T02:05:00.000-07:00

Has anyone seen JMac's new video, Leavin' yet?

Haha.

I know I'm slow in these things, but I just checked it out a few days ago.

And I have two words to describe it: smokin' hot.

Our innocent boy is no longer innocent. (Note to Sarah: After watching the video, I think it is possible for Jesse to be involved in a sex scandal ... xD)

Mmmm
Hey baby girl I've been watching you all day
Man, that thing you got behind you is amazing, amazing, amazing
You make me want to take you out and let it rain, let it rain, let it rain.
I know you got a man but this is what you should say

[Chorus]
Why don't you tell him that I'm leavin'
Never to come back again
You've found somebody who does it better than he can
No more making you cry
No more the gray skies
Girl we flyin' on the G-fly, G-fly
And we're leaving never looking back again
So call your shortie and tell him you found a new man
The one that's so, so fly
The one to keep you high
Have you singing all night like that Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Man she's gonna be singing
Oh oh oh ohh oh oh ohh oh oh ohhh

Now if I talk it girl you know I'm gonna walk it out
Man I put my money, money where my mouth is, mouth is, mouth is
Cuz you're the best damn little thing that I've ever seen, ever seen, ever seen
So I'mma ask you one time if you've got a man

[Repeat Chorus]

[Bridge]
Don't stress Don't Stress Don't stress
Just turn him to the left left left
Don't stress Don't Stress Don't stress
Cause we're gone and we're gone and we're gone
No stress No stress No stress
Girl you deserve nothing but the best
No stress No stress No stress

[Chorus]
Girl, you need to tell him that I'm leavin'
Never to come back again
You've found somebody who does it better than he can
No more making you cry
No more the gray skies
Girl we flyin' on the G5, G5
And we're leaving never looking back again
So call your shortie and tell him you found a new man
The one that's so, so fly
The one to keep you high
Have you singing all night, night, night
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Man, she's gonna be singing
Oh oh oh ohh oh oh ohh oh oh ohhh
I've been singing all night, night, night, night
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh man she's gonna be singing
She's gonna be singing
Oh She's gonna be singing
She's gonna be singing
Oh we're gonna be singing

On another note, here are stats for my story, Long Way To Go. It's doing good so far.

Chapters: 7 (inclusive of Prologue)
Reviews: 16 (that's considered good, because I only have so few chapters)
Hits: 1119 (woot!)
Favs: 7 (which means how many times my story is favorite-d)
Alerts: 17 (number of what people who want to be alerted whenever I upload a new chapter)

Madden Twins Gone Mad

2008-03-09T05:34:00.000-07:00

Joel Madden and Nicole Richie.

Benji Madden and Paris Hilton.

Don't you find it funny?

Nicole and Richie were once friends, and then they tore apart. Pretty soon they'll be sister-in-laws.

Come on! Laugh with me!

Ha ... ha ... ha ... ha ... ha.

-_-

P.S. You think you're so funny, Ah Lam.

No One Compares

2008-03-08T09:01:00.001-08:00

Every girl wants a guy whom she can run to crying her eyes out knowing he will wrap his arms around her and make her feel better.

But what happens when no one hear her cries and the only boy she wants is the one who doesn't care?

(text deleted by blogger)

Coffee, men, chocolate; some things are better rich.

Knots

2008-03-08T07:04:00.000-08:00

Everyone's rejoicing over the fact that the opposition has taken over Barisan Nasional in Penang.

But I'm nervous.

What's really going to happen?

Every single soul is convinced that Penang Island will be a better place. Well, really?

I guess we shall see.

And there have been accusations of The Star being Barisan Nasional's lapdog. If that's the case then Guang Ming or Kwang Wah Yit Poh is DAP's, I assume?

On second thought, I think that accusation came about because more people actually read The Star?

You know what? Whatever.

I don't care.

Another four years.

We'll see how well this place can develop under the opposition.

Something Or Lack Thereof

2008-03-08T05:15:00.000-08:00

Ils ne ont pas cervelles.

Sérieusement.

What She Got In The End

2008-03-08T03:36:00.000-08:00

You think he's all that.

I hope he fucks you up so bad that you wished you listen to me and saw what a jerk he really was.

Oops, he will fuck you up badly.

It's only a matter of time, isn't it?

Perez Hates Avril

2008-03-08T01:00:00.000-08:00

Perez Hilton hates Avril Lavigne so much that he prefers to call her April. It's not incorrect, just showing the degree of hatred he felt towards her.

You can't say it's because he hates Canadians, because he doesn't.

I'm sure he doesn't hate Celine Dion and he obviously doesn't hate Simple Plan.

But I guess I can give you a few reasons to not like her.

She doesn't care about her fans and showed up more than one hour late to one of her free concerts (because tickets couldn't sell) and left her young fans freezing out in the cold. (It was winter in Canada for heaven's sake!)

She's turned into such a whore.

I don't really fancy seafood, you know?

She has an attitude problem.

She does, she does, she does. Oh, heck yes she does.

And Deryck is stupid.

He is, he is, he is. Oh, heck yes he is.

They really DESERVE each other.

FYI, her concert tickets for the Best Damn Tour are not selling. For those of you who don't read Perez Hilton, she's giving away free tickets, adding Boys Like Girls and Jonas Brothers to her lineup ... and still not selling tickets. And she's paying her back-up dancers BELOW industry standards.

Apparently, her attitude has affected hubby's band as well. Sum 41's concert tickets ain't selling either. They had to keep switching to smaller venues. The next thing you know, Sum 41's going to play at a restaurant near you.

I have nothing against Sum 41. I've listened to their old albums and I think they're cool. Stuff like 'The Hell Song' rock. I'm not too sure about Chuck and Underclass Heroes. Never bothered, you see?

Oh, by the way, THIS is really nauseating:

It's so fake. She's so fake. Spell it with me. F-A-K-E.

And then there's Miley Cyrus.

The very mention of her name gives me the shudders.

And pray tell, which female Disney Channel star did not turn out to be rotten in the end?

Look at Britney Spears.
Look at Lindsay Lohan.
Look at Hilary Duff.
Look at Vanessa Hudgens.

Walt Disney must be crying in his grave.

I would too, if I were him.

And our latest Disney whore is ...

I think we're all just waiting to see how big of a scandal Miley's going to cause. And because of stars like them playing roles in movies on Disney, little girls are getting more girly and more irritating and more girly by the millisecond.

Click here to read news about Avril Lavigne.

Click here for news about Miley Cyrus.

I'm telling you, click on those links and read the news!

Picture from PerezHilton.com

The Final Countdown Has Begun

2008-03-08T00:55:00.000-08:00

Best wishes to Datuk Teng Chang Yeow, godfather of Methodist Girls' School and Convent Light Street.

He has done so much for our schools.

Change Is Good

2008-03-07T23:07:00.000-08:00

I've changed my blog URL way too many times.

Won't blame you if you feel like hurling a rock at me.

(I'll just throw one back at you!)

So I decided that I'll change my layout instead. Whenever I'm free or whenever I've found a nice brush to use.

=D

Dix

2008-03-06T19:14:00.001-08:00

Got tagged by Christie.

On 10 Things I Can't Live Without, I would say:

10.A bolster
9. My guitars
8. Money
7. Books
6. Music
5. Pen and paper
4. My iPod
3. A watch
2. Friends who matter
1. Simple Plan

I wanted to put up pictures initially. But what the heck.

I tag:

1. Ames
2. Andria
3. Isamu
4. Mae
5. Mameha
6. Megan

Do it at your own will.

Fly, Rocket, Fly

2008-03-03T23:49:00.000-08:00

Yesterday, Andria told me what she heard on the news upon switching on the television.

Our Deputy Prime Minister had this to say: (or something along those lines)

"Barisan Nasional has already launched two rockets to space. ~~DAP~~'s rocket is still stuck on the ground."

That's the coolest thing I've heard since the media began to flood itself with news of election.

And you know what? Let's hope it continues to stay on the ground.

It's nicer that way.

Tomorrow's the last day of the test. Boy, do I have LOADS AND LOADS to blog about!

It's Not Your Fault; It Never Was

2008-03-01T06:27:00.000-08:00

I don't want to blog today.

Because my test is on Monday.

It's funny how people become what they promised they would never be.

I used to think that once you have a firm mindset, nothing can sway you and you will stay that way forever. But even though you're firm and opinionated, you will find yourself in the deep waters for even trying to go against time.

But the first thing that time changes would be yourself.

You dislike the things you used to like.
You like the things you used to dislike.

You say the things you would never say.
You never say the things you should say.

Then your friends.

You feel closer to the ones you never did.
You feel distant with the ones you've always been close to.

You hang out with the crowd you used to shun.
You shun the crowd you used to hang out with.

It's like a whirlwind.

One that never stops.

And hopefully, if you're quick to realize, you find that you've become what you promised you'll never be.

You break your old promises, and you no longer care.
You take your chances, wondering who's really there.
Will they last or will they go?
It's not really for you to know.

But if you never take the time to stop, to think, and to realize what's going on, that's when you've lost yourself. That's when you don't know who you are anymore.

There's only hate
There's only tears
There's only pain
There is no love here.

Dude! It's The OTHER Way

2008-02-28T06:25:00.000-08:00

The first monthly test is next week.

And here are some things you can find in a typical classroom:

Black rings/bags under students' eyes.
Students falling asleep.
An irritable ambiance.
Heated squabbles over minor matters.
Frowns.

But in 3 Biru of MGS, its not so typical, because:

You see me laughing more than ever.
You see me giggling over the silliest things.
You see me singing.
You see me singing off-key.
~~You see me cry knowing I will not do well in the test~~.

It's true though.

I'm happier when the tests/exams are near.

Probably some therapy to de-stress myself.

Carmens Are Evil

2008-02-25T04:50:00.000-08:00

So one not-so-fine day Carmen Chooi sent an SMS to Carmen Khoo:

I trusted you SO much but your big mouth never shuts! Why must you tell others my secret? Really disappointed with you! This is too much!

I got the biggest shock of my life.

What I did do? What secret? When did I tell anyone anything?

I sent her 2 SMSes which she did not reply to. So I SMSed her best friend, Lay Kuen. Who said, "Aiyo ... scroll your message until the end then you know will know la ..."

After that ~~shocking~~ message, at the bottom it said:

Please stop telling people that I'm CUTE! Hehe.

-_-

So the first person I forward the message to was Chocolate. Two messages came simultaneously and I nearly pissed my pants suppressing the erupting laughter.

Message #1: Huh? What?
Message #2: Oh my god. What did I do?
Reply: What did you do? WHAT did you DO? God. You have the nerve to ask.
Message #3: Yes. What DID I DO?
Reply: You didn't read the rest of the message. That's what.
Message #4: What the. Cheh! Can't believe I fell for that.
Reply: (Something along the lines of) Got a heart attack? =D
Message #5: Yes! So evil of you. Nearly vomit my dinner.

Then I proceeded to send it to three more people.

Marcus said something I couldn't remember. Lame.
Kang Yean said he was too cool to fall for it. Lamer.
Andria hasn't replied. Lamest.

I was thinking, since Mae has the tendency to say sorry for things she didn't do ... I wonder if she'll start apologizing if I sent her that message too?

(Nah, she WILL get a heart attack, and I'm too nice.)

Morale of the story? Don't be a dunce! Read your messages in its entirety! Or you'll end up like me. So darn blur case.

307 Hits In Less Than A Week

2008-02-20T06:12:00.000-08:00

In My Quizilla, it would've been so hard for me to even get 50 readers, because new stories and whatnot are created almost every minute that it's hard for anyone to notice anyone's creation(s).

But in My Fiction Press, I received more than 307 hits in less than a week.

That was cool. =D

Reviews were few though. But one girl even reviewed each chapter!

I also thank everyone else who bothered reading and commenting through MSN too.

Ughhh

2008-02-19T03:40:00.000-08:00

So depressed.

Still no Adobe Photoshop.

When people ask me, "What's up?", I reply, "My boyfriend dumped me. He disappeared without a trace. I'm so heartbroken."

Blah.

BUT, to make up for it is AN AWESOME WALLPAPER OF MINE!!!

It's so awesome, it can create more chaos than a volcano eruption.

No prizes for guessing what my wallpaper is.

Right, back to homework!

Bonjour!

(FYI, they work as goodbyes too.)

They Don't Smoke

2008-02-18T05:46:00.000-08:00

My heroes don't smoke.

Pierre did smoke, actually.

"I took one puff when I was 13 and thought it was the biggest mistake of my life. And that was it."

Of course, that wasn't EXACTLY what he said. Just something along those lines.

Reading May Zhee's blog triggered this little thought:

REAL MEN DON'T SMOKE.

(Then again, my uncles smoke ...)

That would have been very hypocritical indeed if my own father smoked. But Daddy dearest hadn't touched a cigarette for a good ten years now. Thanks to WHO? -grins-

This is when I say a little whining goes a long way.

So when I whine, bear with me. God knows what good it might turn out someday. -cracks up-

And just the other day, when I was at God-knew-where waiting for God-knew-what, there were a few men smoking nearby. I choked and I gagged (and I exaggerated). I was also muttering under my breath, "Stupid. So smelly."

My mom overheard and asked, "What if your boyfriend smokes next time?"

I was appalled. "I would NEVER date a guy who smokes."

"What if he smokes after dating you?"

This was where I inwardly slapped myself on the forehead. "Dump him lah!"

"If I discover you smoking one day, I shall terminate our friendship!" Sounds familiar? =D

Faber Driver

2008-02-17T06:12:00.001-08:00

(I typo-ed Faber Drive as Faber Driver while searching for their video on Youtube. How lame.)

Upon sending their song Tongue-Tied to me through MSN and listening to it simultaneously, my friend told me, "OMG I'm going to get an orgasm listening to this song."

It suddenly struck me as funny so I decided to post it up here.

Tell me if YOU get an orgasm as well. LMAO.

Bright cold silver moon
Tonight alone in my room
You were here just yesterday
Slight turn of the head
Eyes down when you said
I guess I need my life to change
Seems like something's just aren't the same
What could I say?

I need a little more luck than a little bit
Cuz every time I get stuck the words won't fit
And every time that I try I get tongue tied
I'll need a little good luck to get me by

I need a little more help than a little bit
Like the perfect one word no one's heard yet
Cuz every time that I try I get tongue tied
I need a little good luck to get me by this time

I stare up at the stars
I wonder just where you are
You feel a million miles away
(I wonder just where you are)
Was it something I said?
Or something I never did?
Or was I always in the way?
Could someone tell me what to say to just make you stay?

I need a little more luck than a little bit
Cuz every time I get stuck the words won't fit
And every time that I try I get tongue tied
I need a little good luck to get me by

I need a little more help than a little bit
Like the perfect one word no one's heard yet
Cuz every time that I try I get tongue tied
I need a little good luck to get me by this time

I know it feels like the end
Don't want to be here again
And we could help each other off the ground so we never fall down again
What it takes I don't care
We're gonna make it I swear
And we could help each other off the ground so we never fall down again
Again

I need a little more luck than a little bit
Cuz every time I get stuck the words won't fit
But every time that I try I get tongue tied
I need a little good luck to get me by

I need a little more help than a little bit
Like the perfect one word no one's heard yet
Cuz every time that I try I get tongue tied
I need a little good luck to get me by this time

I know it feels like the end
Don't want to be here again
And we could help each other off the ground so we never fall down again
What it takes I don't care
We're gonna make it I swear
And we could help each other off the ground so we never fall down again

Do The Hokey-Pokey

2008-02-17T04:31:00.000-08:00

"You put your left wrist in
You put your left wrist out
You put your left wrist in
And you slice it all about
Then you do the hokey-pokey
And you slap yourself about
That's what it's all about."

Congrats to the drama team!

And my Adobe Photoshop went missing.

What the fuck!

I can't locate the file!!!

No Photoshop!

-hyperventilates-

No Photoshop = no life.

x_x

And to think I want a new header too!

Dang. I want my Sherlock Holmes to solve that mystery. ~~Just wait. One day I shall marry a rich ass geek.~~

I Can Wait Forever

2008-02-17T00:43:00.000-08:00

Photo courtesy of northernstar.

Did you ever notice that there is always that particular line in that certain song that always stands out in that certain way and reminds you of that one person?

I Can Wait Forever

You look so beautiful today
When you're sitting there
It's hard for me
To look away
So I tried to find the words
That I could say
I know distance doesn't matter
But you feel so far away
And I can't lie
Every time I leave my heart turns gray
And I
Wanna come back home to see your face
And I
'Cause I just can't take it

Another day without you with me
Is like a blade that cuts right through me
But I can wait
I can wait forever
When you call my heart stops beating
When you're gone it won't stop bleeding
But I can wait
I can wait forever

You look so beautiful today
It's like every time I turn around
I see your face
The thing I miss the most is
Waking up next to you
When I look into your eyes
Man I wish that I could stay
And I can't lie
Every time I leave my heart turns gray
And I
Wanna come back home to see your face
And I
'Cause I just can't take it

Another day without you with me
Is like a blade that cuts right through me
But I can wait
I can wait forever
When you call my heart stops beating
When you're gone it won't stop bleeding
But I can wait
I can wait forever

I know it feels like forever
I guess that's just the price
I've got to pay
But when I come back home
To feel your touch
Makes it better
Until that day there's nothing
Else that I can do
And I just can't take it

Another day without you with me
Is like a blade that cuts right through me
But I can wait
I can wait forever
When you call my heart stops beating
When you're gone it won't stop bleeding
But I can wait
I can wait forever

Pierre Bouvier has a voice which no other seems to compare.

It's nothing out of ordinary, I can assure you of that. But when he sings, I forget the world around me. His singing seems to have a hold on me. An iron-like grip, as a matter of fact.

He makes every single Prince Charming out there look bad. Really bad.

Of Solos And Riffs

2008-02-14T06:35:00.000-08:00

First up, Happy Valentine's Day everyone!

(You should see the traffic jam at about 7PM ... so hiong.)

Secondly, I have quotes. =D

For The Single Who's Head Over Heels Crushing On That Someone:

I spend too much time thinking about things that will never happen and dressing up for the boy that will never care.
Ain't it funny how some feelings you just can't deny and you can't move on even though you try.
Everybody wants to be the sun that lights up your life. But I'd rather be the moon so I can shine on you during your darkest hour of the darkest day when your sun isn't around.

For The Heartbroken Single:

It's like every single time I try to move on, I end up comparing everyone to you. In the end, I always end up back to the start because there's no comparison to you.
You'll never guess that a girl so happy on the outside is breaking down on the inside.
And now we're left here. Two separate paths. You take yours and I'll take mine. We're left with broken hearts. Growing older and growing apart.

For The Loving Couple:
(I dedicate this to the girl who knows who she is and the boy who's too lazy to read blogs)

Some people may never understand what I see in you, and that's perfectly fine with me because I don't want them to.
He was holding her so tight she couldn't leave. He didn't realize; she had no reason to go.
I promise that when you begin to break, I'll be a phone call away. I swear I'll take the pain away. I won't rest till I know you're okay.

For The (Contentedly) Single:
(like moi)

If you can't handle me at my worst then you don't deserve me at my best.
Life is too short to wake up in the morning with regrets. So love the people who treat you right, forget about ones who don't and believe that everything happens for a reason. If you get a chance, take it. If it changes your life, let it. Nobody said that it'd be easy, they just promised it would be worth it.
Be wild. Be crazy. Be funny. Be stupid. 'Cause life's too short to be cool.

For The Boys:
(irrespective of how cheesy they are)

You sit and stare, trying to think of an answer. But the only image you can see clearly of is a girl which no other seems to compare. They ask you, "Do you like her?" You shift your gaze away from them answering, "No." But from the distant, empty look in your eyes, they can tell it's killing you inside to tell that horrible lie.
Everybody will be your friend when you're doing the right thing. Your true best friend will stick with you and support you, even if what you're doing is wrong.
See the girl with the lonely eyes. Take her hand, you'll be surprised.

I ♥ quotes.

These are really, really cheesy, I know. =p

Today Is My Birthday

2008-02-12T01:42:00.000-08:00

Simple Plan's album is out today!

My blog has been immersed in total Simple Plan mania as of late.

It might get a tad boring to the non-fans, but hell these guys are my heroes.

I practically grew up with them!

2003-Present.

I've already pre-purchased my copy from Tower Records. They say they're going to call me up sometime next week. Might have already died from anticipation.

Luckily, there's the wonderful thing called YouTube.

This song is called Generation. I think it rocks. The other songs do too!

1. When I'm Gone
2. Take My Hand
3. The End
4. Your Love Is A Lie
5. Save You
6. Generation
7. Time To Say Goodbye
8. I Can Wait Forever
9. Holding On
10. No Love
11. What If
12. Running Out Of Time (Deluxe Edition only)

This is the full tracklisting.

I wish I can have ten copies of their album.

But I'm not rich.

Sigh. Would've been nice having them ALL OVER THE PLACE. =D

Just when I thought Tuesdays can never get better, here they are! They totally made my day.

To these people, MAKE SURE you check out their songs:

1. Adia
2. Chery
3. Chocolate
4. KYean (already forced to listen!)
5. Ma
6. Nab
7. Steph

And to everyone else out there who's currently reading this post! Don't say I didn't yell into your face saying the album's already been released.

AND NO DOWNLOADING IT OFF THE INTERNET!!!

It's just mean, because it's not an album you can't buy in Malaysia.

Silence And More Of It

2008-02-10T05:45:00.000-08:00

I found this little quote that says: "When silence between two people is comfortable, then you know you found love."

If it's true, then it's no wonder I constantly feel an awkward and sometimes uncomfortable silence hanging in the air. The disability to fill that gap makes me utterly bored as well.

It makes it worse when the person with whom you're going out doesn't attempt a conversation.

Next time, Ma, I'm bringing my imaginary friend along.

*waves to imaginary friend*

Imaginary Friend: Hey, weirdo!
Me: Back at you, weirdo!

-_-

Reading Is For Nerds

2008-02-06T23:46:00.000-08:00

Does reading still equate to being nerdy?

I do remember a time when someone says that he or she likes to read, another will automatically think, or say, "Ew. So nerdy."

So does it still apply today?

Could it be that some people don't read just because they're trying to look cool? If that's the case, then you're seriously un-cool.

Because you can only stay atop of the high school social ladder for so long.

Start reading! No, blog-surfing doesn't quite count, because I can safely say that most blogs (mine included) do not exercise the use of a wide range of words. To make matters worse, some bloggers can have really, really, really horrible grammar.

Pick up a book.

Just one thing: The Sweet Valley series is so middle school.

Try something more exciting.

P.S. Only airheads don't read.

The Heart Never Falters

2008-02-04T05:42:00.000-08:00

A candle stands amidst the darkness
A tiny flame ignites
In the dimly-lit room
Silence is all there is.
Will you linger
Or will you go;
The latter is expected
Of the ones tainted.

Should the flame be ignored
And the candle left to burn
Darkness shall befall
And you won't have heard of me at all.

Alas, the room is not silent
Nor is it dim
Diminish the candle shall
But it is not longer dark
The room fills
With flames that flicker
Bringing with it warmth;
Providing hope
As love sails across the room.

Stubbornnn

2008-02-04T05:26:00.000-08:00

Stubborn people are annoying.

Stubborn friends are worse.

Idon'tneedaboyfriend.
Idon'tneedaboyfriend.
Idon'tneedaboyfriend.

How many times must I tell you ah?

If YOU TWO (they know perfectly who they are) don't stop _ _ -ing me, I'll slawter (slaughter) you.

I'm perfectly happy being single.

Enjoying the freedom that comes with it.

Lu la la
Lu la la
Lu la
Lu la lei
Lu la
Lu laa
Lu la leiii

See? So happy?

-falls asleep on keyboard-

Terrible. The lack of inspiration to blog comes equipped with all those CNY cookies.

I ♥ Adia's mom's jam tarts.

Adia: Yao pei lei keh lou kong mo?

=D

P.S. Give me an explanation based on the icon. Should be funny.

Manipulate

2008-02-03T06:27:00.000-08:00

There's a visible line dividing popular and famous.

Popular is like a district-level competition.

Famous is taking them across the borders, going international, in other words.

So, in the standard high school social hierarchy, are you really as popular as people make you feel?

Let me help clarify things.

Feeling popular is when many people greet you. It makes you think as though you know many people and you think that makes you popular or whatnot.

Chery

Being popular is when even people who don't know you have heard of your name. But of course, that's the high school social status we're talking about.

News by word of mouth, in Siew Bee's words, spread like wildfire. One moment you do something, and the next will probably be that everyone has found out what you've done. From the moment that you've done, in Dharmini's words, something scandalous, is the moment everyone takes note of your name.

Shortcut to popularity.

So easy.

Adia

There were news on how a certain junior (yuck, so contaminating, why must she transfer to MGS?) lost her virginity to a certain guy. Willingly. YUCK. BACTERIA. VIRUS.

And we, my friends and I, seem to be updated with news of what happened with this senior and that senior every now and then.

Sometimes, our music-loving Moral education teacher spills a juicy story or two. She's really one of a kind alright. Lol.

Then, there are also news of people from other schools and what they do ...

Tsk, tsk.

High school never ends.

The Singers

2008-02-02T18:22:00.000-08:00

I'm not a fan of lead vocalists.

But ~~they're hot~~. And everyone else usually loves the lead singer. So ...

Pierre Charles Bouvier

The lead singer of my favorite band (this goes without saying) has an amazing voice, a toned ab, and some smokin' tattoos.

Billie Joe Armstrong

By all means, the man should come before Pi. (But I'm biased and will always be.) I don't even think I have to introduce the man above in the first place. If you're older than me, you SHOULD know. If you don't, SHAME ON YOU.

Gerard Way

What's the first band that comes to your mind whenever eyeliner is mentioned?

Danny Jones

I'm not even sure whether he's the lead singer, or Tom Fletcher is, but this boy from McFly sure can sing!

Jaret Reddick

Bowling For Soup is ace.

As you can, or cannot see, the lead singers I pointed out are from bands which have come a long way, stuck together through the thick and the thin and are still good friends.

So I'm not just randomly picking out the hot ones.

If that's the case, Brendon Urie would've make the cut. So will Eric Dill or Kyle Patrick or perhaps Martin Johnson.

These bands still have a long way to go.

February 12, 2008. ♥

Mark that date. It's the release of you-know-who's THIRD STUDIO ALBUM.

'Exclaimable' No More

2008-02-02T06:59:00.000-08:00

Panic! At The Disco is now Panic At The Disco.

So. Hawt.
Photo courtesy of kakaisthebest.

Sigh.

They have somehow came up with the decision to drop the exclamation mark. I'll never get used to NOT having the exclamation mark. It sounds much cooler with it.

And apparently, they're thinking of making music which are more 'playable live.' It means that the music won't sound entirely different from the record when played live.

Like their first album, the live version and studio version of their songs are different.

I just hope they don't turn out to be sell-outs.

Like Peter Lewis Kingston Wentz III. It's just Pete, not the rest of Fall Out Boy.

I mean, he threw a tantrum because he wasn't nominated for ... the Grammys, I think. That's just stupid. The old Pete probably wouldn't have cared.

Photo courtesy of deformative.

And to think he's such a good lyricist.

Well, Ryan Ross is one heck of a lyricist, too.

Hope he doesn't take the Pete Wentz road.

'Coz that would suck.

The older, hotter hairstyle.
Photo courtesy of Nicole Rock.

Why oh why do all the smart boys turn stupid?

Fame and fortune getting to their heads.

Never mind.

If RyRo isn't going to be the shy, sweet one anymore, I still have a back-up plan.

LMAO.

All hail the next shy, sweet guy with a great voice!

Photo courtesy of laiss.lovely.

Patrick Stump.

Leave The Past In The Past

2008-02-01T08:27:00.000-08:00

Before I start, I want to thank:

Andria
Mr. Green Bean
Benila
Steph
Mae

and everyone else who asked me if I was alright.

I appreciated it, really. =]

I don't really fancy dwelling in the past.

Sure, I often say that 'I forgive but I don't forget', which is true, but I don't dwell on it until it gets to me and manipulates and messes me up.

You can't go back on what has already happened, so why bother fussing over it?

It makes you cranky, especially if you keep reliving your past misfortunes. If that's the case, then you will constantly think you're just plain unlucky, or the world is in debt with you.

And when you don't smile, Lady Luck won't smile at you.

If I was her, I wouldn't smile upon a cranky person either.

So learn to smile! I've learned to smile no matter what the situation. It boosts your spirits sometimes, especially when the person you smile at smiles back at you.

Besides, we head forwards. We don't work on reverse gear, just like how TIME doesn't work on reverse gear. (If it could, I'd go back to ... oh, never mind. -halo appears above head-)

Sometimes, we have to remember that things DO happen for reasons beyond our comprehension. Sometimes, some things are inevitable. We just leave it to destiny to decide.

No point getting acted up.

'Life is what happens while you're busy making your excuses'

So like what we've been hearing for SO MANY ~~fucking~~ TIMES, live life to the fullest!

=D See? Carmen can smile too.

Blah. This point is kind of pointless, but it cheers me up. If it does the same for you, then good!

They Come Equipped With Heartache

2008-01-30T06:36:00.000-08:00

Lately, I feel so miserable.

Just very miserable.

Like everything I do is wrong, and people are going to point out my mistakes eventually, or have already done so, and then that's the end of me.

I believe they call it a state of depression. I suppose it's a phase.

Sleep is insufficient for me, and that sucks.

I'm so down, and I think I'm going to crack soon. Somehow, I managed to keep a straight face. But it was only for so long. I went to see my teacher counselor regarding a design of mine that she needs to see to, and somewhere in between, I just broke down.

Something happened early that morning, due to the fact that I'm an ass who can't remember anything, and I was told off by the disciplinary teacher, even though I still think it would have been nice for her to listen to my explanation before cutting me off so rudely. To hell with her authority.

Usually, something like that will never get to me.

I won't let anyone bring me down.

But my defenses weren't at their best that morning.

I just lost it.

When I returned to class, I was wiping my eyes over and over and over because the tears just couldn't fucking stop no matter how hard I tried.

I felt like a failure.

I wanted to tell Andria, but she wasn't in class at the moment. When she came back, I couldn't really bring myself to tell her everything, because I was having so much time trying to gain control.

Sorry, Adia.

So when I broke down in front of my teacher counselor, I heard Andria's approaching footsteps into the counseling room, but she didn't enter.

If it was someone else, I really wouldn't want them to enter.

I would've welcomed her entrance, but maybe she thought I needed some privacy, so she left quietly.

On the contrary, someone else would've had just barged in and see me cry.

It's really one of these little things that she always does that makes me appreciate her so much.

I cried, maybe for about three minutes, before I bit the side of my finger really hard, and told myself to regain my composure.

I really don't know why.

But I'm just vulnerable as of late.

Just so you know, there was another person on my mind whom I was thinking of talking to, had he not been from another school. My personal PRS is a real weirdo.

But he listens.

The two of them are the best people in life I can ever ask for, and sometimes, I really wonder what's going to happen if I hadn't met them.

I will probably land on hard cement floor when I land.

Ice-Breaking

2008-01-28T04:14:00.000-08:00

First, you take a metal spoon.

Then, you break the ice cube in half.

That's ice-breaking. =D

Do you really believe that?

Haha. Well, don't.

My definition of ice-breaking (which isn't necessarily accurate) is getting to know, or getting used to someone whom you don't know.

It's not easy for me.

I talk a lot, as much as I breathe and my friends will probably agree, because I always torture them by talking too much.

But my ice-breaking skills are c'est horrible.

.__________.

Take the people in my music school and me for example.

The students there consist of mostly kids way younger than myself, or teenage boys (who are downright arrogant) and I have no idea how to break the ice.

So miserable.

I spent more than an hour alone in the third changing room at the backstage of Dewan Sri Pinang reading Unfinished Work by Kevin Max of dc Talk.

Blah.

The most loser-ish thing to do, despite how good the book was.

Should've brought Darren Shan's Bec instead though.

So how can you break the ice?

No idea.

I'm unskilled in that area. So I want your opinions instead.

Tell me, tell me, tell me.

Save me from this misery.

(That rhymes. =D)

Recipe For Disaster?

2008-01-28T03:52:00.000-08:00

Do you think it's important that a politician has a good command of English?

Yes?

No?

Imagine attending a formal function, and a VIP-slash-politician is required to give a speech. Will you rather listen to an impressive speech or one where the speaker fumbles with his words and simple tenses?

The former will actually make you sit up and listen to what he has to say. The latter just gives you an ear-ache.

Last Saturday, I was attending the 1st Anniversary of this place in Penang Road and a few VIPs had been invited. One of them was asked by the emcee (who couldn't speak properly as well) to deliver his speech.

I was having dinner while listening to his speech. My unagi (Japanese for eel), which initially tasted delicious, became slight revolting. There the politician stood, babbling away in broken English and to think that foreigners mostly go there for a taste of hawker food ...

They must surely think, "WOW, Malaysians really can't speak English."

The worse part is when some people do literal translation.

I no go. (Wa bo khi)
You got go? (Lu wu khi?)
Sure anot - or not? (Tiok bo?)
What you say? (Lu kong hami?)

And the list goes on and on ...

P.S. It's not to say that my English is good or whatnot, BUT HELLO! these people who are supposedly dubbed VIPs can't even get the simplest things right.

The Bitch Who Lied

2008-01-25T08:17:00.000-08:00

I fall asleep by the telephone.
It's two o'clock and I'm waiting up alone.
Tell me, where have you been? (where have you been)
I found a note with another name.
You blow a kiss but it just don't feel the same.
'Cuz I can feel that you're gone. (feel that you're gone)
I can’t bite my tongue forever, while you try to play it cool.
You can hide behind your stories, but don’t take me for a fool!

You can tell me that there's nobody else (but I feel it!)
You can tell me that you're home by yourself (but I see it!)
You can look into my eyes and pretend all you want, but I know, I know
Your love is just a lie! (Lie! Lie!)
It's nothing but a lie! (Lie! Lie!)

You look so innocent,
But the guilt in your voice gives you away.
Yeah, you know what I mean (know what I mean)
How does it feel when you kiss when you know that I trust you
And do you think about me when he fucks you?
Could you be more obscene? (be more obscene)
So don't try to say you're sorry, or try to make it right.
And don't waste your breath because it's too late, it's too late!

You can tell me that there's nobody else (but I feel it!)
You can tell me that you're home by yourself (but I see it!)
You can look into my eyes and pretend all you want, but I know, I know
Your love is just a lie! (Lie!) Lie! (Lie!)
It's nothing but a lie! (Lie!) Lie! (Lie!)
You're nothing but a lie!

You can tell me that there's nobody else (but I feel it!)
You can tell me that you're home by yourself (but I see it!)
You can look into my eyes and pretend all you want, but I know, I know
Your love is just a lie!
I know, you're nothing but a lie! (Lie!) Lie! (Lie!)
You're nothing but a a lie! (Lie!) Lie! (Lie!)
Your love is just a lie!

Fuck you if you don't like this song.

I love these boys.

When they started playing the first note, I thought I'd gotten a heart attack. I'm serious. The emotion was overwhelming, but I won't waste my breath going 'emo' on you just yet.

Your Love Is A Lie

2008-01-25T07:38:00.000-08:00

Your love is a lie.
Your love is a lie.
Your love is a lie.
Your love is a lie.
Your love is a lie.
Your love is a lie.
Your love is a lie.
Your love is a lie.
Your love is a lie.
Your love is a lie.

It's true, in a way.

At the same time, it's the title of Simple Plan's brand new song.

So good.
So good.
So good.

It's on their MySpace.

But I don't quite like The End. It's too hip hop for my taste.

Old album cover.

Nevertheless. My love never dies. =D

Yes, I know my obsession with them gets annoying, but only a true friend can stand it.

Then, of course, there are some people who don't know better than to condemn and scoff whenever I mention the band. Well ... that's not very nice. It makes me think poorly of you. It makes me mad at you.

Mad at enough to pretend I've never known you.

La la lie.
La la la lie.

Jack's Mannequin pwns.

Do. Me. A. Favor?

Something Right

2008-01-22T23:53:00.000-08:00

Come 2009, I'll be in Form 4.

You must be thinking, what the hell? It's only January 2008.

But I can't help thinking about the year after zero-eight.

Form 4 means not getting to sit next to Adia.

It kinda scares me.

No one to talk to and gossip with anymore.

No one to laugh with.

No one for everything else.

So scary. So scary. So scary.

It's almost eight years.

The change will make me feel like a newborn child.

Love you loads.

'Friends' Like You

2008-01-21T03:10:00.000-08:00

Do you know what kind of people I detest?

Those who come to you when they desperately need your help, and disappear once you've lent them a helping hand.

When they need you, they're so nice - too nice, in fact. Sometimes, you can feel the hypocrisy, but in my case, I just can't reject a person straight in the face saying I won't help, not especially if I owed that person a deed.

And once you've helped them, they disappear! Poof! Boom! Gone!

I'm going to get sued for giving girls nosebleed.

Getting them to answer a simple question becomes a heavy burden. What the fuck.

That is another reason as to why I don't appreciate help if I can handle something on my own.

It's troublesome once you're in debt with someone. Except Andria. I can owe her heaps and not feel guilty. -halo appears above head and flashes an innocent smile-

P.S. Eric Dill is so hot he can a) turn a straight guy gay and b) turn a lesbian straight.

The Lovable Side Of The Family

2008-01-20T06:19:00.000-08:00

It's a good thing that my relatives from my father's side of the family won't read or stumble across my blog until this post is somewhere buried within the archives, because I love my mother's side of the family more.

Yesterday, my second aunt (the richest of four sisters, =p) treated the whole family (except for my father, who couldn't make it) to dinner at Tao. That includes my oldest aunt and uncle (who happened to be my godparents as well) and their three children (Ree Nee being the second child), my Mom, my sister and I, my youngest aunt and my second aunt's family of four members.

My cousins and I had a great time, as most cousins do.

I'm not prejudiced, but I think it's because of the fact that they won't lapse into speaking Mandarin in the middle of a conversation, because they can't. Yep, bananas we are.

Not that we are proud, it just means we can communicate better with each other, since the family from Mom's side only speak English and Hokkien, while occassionally laughing our asses off at someone in the family who (miserably) tries to speak Mandarin or Cantonese.

There's also the fact that we can share an inside joke which I'm positive that my cousins from my father's side of the family would not be able to grasp hold of. (It's weird how my father's two siblings were Chinese-educated while he was not.)

And then there's the coolness factor.

Eric Dill - for Nab!

All my cousins from my Mom's side are cool. Though I'm not sure my cousin brother who merely grunts when you talk to him counts ... kidding! =D

We can gossip all night long, watch a movie together in Jilynn's (my closest cousin) threatre room, ~~grow fat~~ slim down together and gossip more with Ree Nee.

Yes! I'm definitely looking forward to Chinese New Year!

Just not the part where I put on a few more unaffordable kilograms.

The Boy Who Got Criticized

2008-01-18T00:16:00.000-08:00

What. The. Fuck.

That's enough of a warning that if you're highly religious, don't proceed. If you do, don't start giving me a religious lecture.

Harry Potter is not evil!

Stupid. It's just stupid.

The whole series is merely fiction made real by someone with a good imagination, and I find it hard to believe that it is dubbed as 'corruptive' to the young. Bullshit.

Do you actually think he's going to end up becoming Satanic after reading the series? Is he going to start chanting spells which aren't going to work, summoning spirits from the underworld and performing rituals?

It all comes down to upbringing.

Religion can only do as much if your child doesn't have any faith in God in the first place.

Fuh! Harry Potter's evil.

The absurdity of being over-religious.

But that doesn't mean you shouldn't be. Just don't over-do it.

You follow God's teachings, not become enslaved to it.

Besides, I have a few teachers in school who ...

Never mind. I have three more years (inclusive of this year) to go, and I don't want any trouble until I'm OUT of that hell hole.

Mismatched

2008-01-14T06:42:00.000-08:00

Some points are so ... out of point.
Points in bold are ones I think are true. =D
Underlined ones are those which I think are preposterously inaccurate, at least in the case of moi.

What Carmen Means

You are very open. You communicate well, and you connect with other people easily.

You are a naturally creative person. Ideas just flow from your mind.

A true chameleon, you are many things at different points in your life. You are very adaptable.

You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection.

You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive.

You have the classic "Type A" personality.

You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel. You're always up to something.

You have a ton of energy, and most people can't handle you. You're very intense.

You definitely are a handful, and you're likely to get in trouble. But your kind of trouble is a lot of fun.

You are confident, self assured, and capable. You are not easily intimidated.

You master any and all skills easily. You don't have to work hard for what you want.

You make your life out to be exactly how you want it. And you'll knock down anyone who gets in your way!

You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.

You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.

At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.

You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.

You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.

You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.

What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?

I Turn Ten

2008-01-14T05:35:00.001-08:00

I'll be ~~fifteen years old~~ by the end of the year.

But I can tell you that I'm ten and you won't be able to tell the difference.

Right now, I'm so pissed, but you can cheer me up by a considerable fraction by clicking here. Tell me the story sucks for all I care; I just want opinions (and to get rid of this troublesome teenage angst).

Grey Puffs

2008-01-14T04:11:00.000-08:00

Towards the end of Science tuition, the topic was on smoking, and the effects of it and blahblahblah.

Apparently, one (perhaps a few) boy in my tuition happened to smoke, and his friends were calling his name and poking fun at him. Halfway through our sir's explanation, one of said boy's friends asked, "Sir, you taught [name] that?" to which the sir replied, "Oh, [name] learned that already."

"No, I mean, did you tell him the same thing [the effects of smoking]?"

"Yes, I did."

The boy just snorted and shook his head.

It is an understatement that smoking among teenagers started in the form of peer pressure. Once an idiot taunts the second idiot into smoking, you already have two teenage smokers down. And from there, the trend continues.

Why do you think it is so?

Because everyone wants to look cool.

"And all the cool kids smoke", that's what some may say.

Of course, it is always cool to be the bad boy/girl, rather than the innocent, goody-two-shoe. But then again, in my book, it is not cool to be stupid.

Yo wanna look so tough, then why yo so easily swayed?

They think by being obstinate or obdurate, they look cool. So why can't they be so when it comes to peer pressure? Be headstrong!

So what if you lose these people you call friends. Smoking is not cool. And the popularity you now get doesn't follow you through life.

My final word?

You're cooler than cool if you say no to the cool kids.

The Boy With One Liners

2008-01-12T23:05:00.000-08:00

Shaant Hacikyan is so hot.

But I have no idea how to pronounce his name!

Shaant Ha-see-can?

Shaant Ha-ki-yan?

Sigh.

But if there's one thing you cannot deny about the lead singer of Cute Is What We Aim For, it's the fact that he's so darn good with words.

Take The Curse of Curves. Or Newport Living, which is one of my favorites.

'Jealousy's the cousin, the cousin of greed.'

'Ma' Got A New Blog

2008-01-12T06:55:00.001-08:00

It's Ma, not ~~Ah Ma~~.

But Ah Ma doesn't sound bad either. =D

Anyway, 'Ma' got a new blog.

Give 'Ma' time to modify it, though.

The Marcus Poll

2008-01-12T04:21:00.000-08:00

He should pay me as his publicist.

So, the Marcus poll.

He's so going to kill me.

According to him, he is not lansi (arrogant).

According to Nab and Steph, he is very lansi, simply because he didn't talk, when he was the one who initiated the outing.

Right now, he is obsessing over the fact and keeps demanding whether or not he is arrogant, especially after our outing today.

To Marcus, I say: Your AHEM says you look different.

So is Marcus lansi or not?

Does being called arrogant damages or swells a guy's ego?

Tell me!

Edited: I was nearly nagged to death. The grandfather didn't like his picture, and insisted that I changed it. So there. Happy now? >.>

Merci

2008-01-11T07:01:00.000-08:00

I ... didn't expect such response for 28, 000 Friends because by nature, some people are lazy to listen to videos.

So thanks, Mae and Nab and a few others. =]

As I've said, three members of James Bourne's band Son Of Dork have left, and in the meantime, James wrote a few new songs;

28, 000 Friends
What Happened To Your Band?
All In
[Untitled New Song]

I managed to derive 99% of the lyrics for What Happened To Your Band?.

Tonight
I feel like I just wanna let it go
And hang with the crowd
That I don't even know
So I won't lose my mind
Back home
The words I hear are so predictable
They fucked with my mind
And make me miserable
They gotta know first hand
They wanna understand

What happened to your band?
What are your future plans?
I'm like your biggest fan
Where'd you go?
I've been lost without you baby
Time moved slow
I ain't seen you on a CD lately

I walk
(tell me if you figured out this part)
But the only thing that people ask me is
What happened to your band? (x3)

Chorus

Where'd you go (go, go, go)
Time moved slow (slow, slow, slow)
Where'd you go
I've been lost without you baby
Time moved slow
I ain't seen you on a CD lately
Where'd you go
I've been lost without you baby
Time moved slow
I ain't seen you on a CD lately
What happened to your band?

Enjoy!

And long live James Elliott Bourne.

[28, 000 Friends]

2008-01-09T21:06:00.000-08:00

I don't have the lyrics yet, but the chorus goes something along the lines of:

You and your 28, 000 friends
I'm talking about
Youtube, Facebook
MySpace, IM
Can't you try to find
Some world for me in your life?
You and your 28, 000 friends

We're all guilty, aren't we? =D

But Facebook is fun when you're bored.

And James Bourne is awesome.

Quick Info: He was in a boyband called Busted, but when they disbanded, he formed Son Of Dork, where only two out of its original five members now remain, namely James himself and Steve Rushton.

Walking Dictionary

2008-01-08T06:33:00.000-08:00

I am not a dictionary.

I talk.

I breathe.

I walk.

But that doesn't make a living, talking, breathing, walking dictionary.

Besides, I'm a huge dimwit.

Every time I'm asked to explain a word, I'll go, "Er ... dunno?"

See? No dictionary qualification!

So stop calling me that ... or I'll throw one at you.

And oh, boys are so ~~lucky~~; it's not fair.

Photo courtesy of fearlessvk

P.S. I'm not really pissed being called one, I just feel ... intimidated. sdgkdjkgjffdggjfg xp

Sneeze

2008-01-08T03:24:00.000-08:00

Stupid, stupid Living Skills workshop. It's so dusty ... and being allergic to every single dust particle there is, I don't feel the need to elaborate my condition any further.

Today was the first day of Ed-Board meeting.

I survived! A bit nerve-wrecking, what with all the work I know I need to do.

And Puan Leong's hair was funny.

(Probably too busy to comb ...)

Imagine! Right now, my hair is almost as stubborn as his.

If I can't handle the workload (coupled with heaps of other things), my hair will be standing on its ends!

Imagine ...

Just imagine ...

I just love Finnigan

But I think that's still too neat.

I have a feeling you can guess whom is up on the list.

It's so obvious.

The only guy who's managed to have an almost-permanent afro. -grins-

Oh, by the way, I spent my holidays reading, and Harry Potter was one of them ...

So ...

Oliver Wood!

One word: ~~Hawt~~ Cute.

Oil

2008-01-06T05:33:00.000-08:00

The title officially sounds stupid, I know.

I mean, oil. Haha.

But seriously, when my family and I went to Tesco earlier, the whole stretch of shelves supposedly stocked with bottles and bottles of oil were empty, except for a few expensive brands.

Some shoppers who stopped by to buy oil in that aisle were all wearing the same expression:

o.O

Empty!!! -cracks up laughing-

Sorry, it was too funny.

My mom almost settled for one of the few remaining brands, but she was slightly hesitant. In the end, she smiled happily and said, "Never mind! Don't have to cook!"

What the ...

Anyway,later on, my parents dropped my sister and I back home and went to Sunshine Farlim to get oil, and they returned empty-handed.

I asked, "So how?"

Mom said, "Same case."

Malaysians drink oil for fun.

Breaking Dawn

2008-01-05T06:26:00.000-08:00

Breaking Dawn will be the fourth book of the Twilight series by Stephenie Meyer.

I'm jumping on the balls of my feet waiting for its release, which isn't going to happen anytime soon.

When I first read Twilight, I was smitten.

Then came New Moon and Eclipse, both equally amazing. =]

For those who have not heard of the book, it is a vampire romance, with, I must say, a very cliched beginning.

It starts with Isabella Swan moving to stay with her father in Forks. When she starts school, she meets Edward Cullen and the story goes on from there.

The Cullens are vegetarian vampires, apparently. Trouble begins for Bella, the trouble magnet, when they come across a group of vampires, one of them being a tracker, who wants to kill her for her blood.

The vampire, Sam, lures Bella away from the protective Edward where she nearly ends up dead. In the end, Sam is killed.

But things don't end there.

Things start to go out well at first, of course.

Then Edward suddenly begins to think he's too dangerous for Bella and whatnot, hence breaks up with her and leaves her in a pit of depression for months on end.

She is then revived by a friend of hers, Jacob Black, who later turns out to be a werewolf.

And then Victoria, Sam's mate, wants revenge. The pack of werewolves later on manage to chase her away, even though their attention is to kill her, like all werewolves do vampires.

Later on, when Bella goes cliff-diving, Alice (Edward's vampire sister, who is a psychic) has a vision of it, and thinks that she's trying to commit suicide. Rosalie (one of the Cullens) gives Edward the wrong information (that Bella is dead) and he tries to kill himself.

Alice and Bella get to him just in time.

But since Edward has made a commotion in Italy beforehand, a very old vampire family by the name of Volturi has stepped in on the issue. Seeing that no mortal is supposed to know of the existence of vampires, they are made to promise to turn Bella into a vampire, something Edward opposed of vehemently.

Bella makes the Cullens promise her that she will be turned after graduation, though Edward keeps trying to put if off.

At the same time, Jacob is persistent about winning her love, when Victoria strikes again, this time with a large number of newborn vampires.

Leaving the vampires and werewolves, who are natural enemies, with no choice whatsoever, they work together to get rid of Victoria and a band of bloodthirsty vampires.

The werewolves and vampires triumph, but in the case of love, which one does?

Apparently, the vampire.

So what happens to Jacob?

Drama Has Just Begun

2008-01-04T01:38:00.000-08:00

It's only the second day of school.

And the drama has just begun.

Girls will always be girls, eh?

We eat, live, breathe drama.

Lesson: Just because you have a little power, since you have a higher ranking, doesn't mean you rule.

Verdict: Keep grounded. It saves you plenty nasty gossips.

As I've said, it's only the second day. More are guaranteed to come. And the best part is that they're going to get bigger and better ... as long as I'm not involved in them.

Hehe.

It's A Classic

2008-01-01T22:07:00.000-08:00

Just about every single teenager out there is moaning at the thought of school tomorrow morning.

This means the start of activities (oh drat, marching!), homework, stress and most importantly, drama. No school life is complete without it. And these dramas are thicker than ten chick lits combined when compiled.

But if there's one thing I really look forward to, it's Ed Board (short for Editorial Board).

I pray that I won't screw up on any of my assignments.

Seamus Finnigan [Harry Potter]

~~Wingardium Leviosa!~~ gone wrong.

Two Oh Oh Eight

2008-01-01T06:49:00.000-08:00

It better be a good year, dammit.

A few resolutions ...

Scabbers [Harry Potter]

Here goes ~~nothing~~.

Follow a timetable strictly.
Improve guitar.
Improve cello.
Save up for a bass guitar.
Read up the whole dictionary ... kidding!

I think ~~five~~ four is quite a good amount; last year I was made to list out ten by my teacher counselor and not even one was accomplished properly.

Accessorizing With A Rosary

2008-01-01T06:07:00.001-08:00

I hereby declare that I am a rolling stone!

This is my third blog already!

But c'mon, it's oh-eight! Of course we have to start anew, beginning with this blog. =D

Okay, now let's clear up a few things:

Accessorizing With A Rosary
Credit: Build God, Then We'll Talk by Panic! At The Disco

Surreptitious
Credit: There's A Good Reason Why These Tables Are Numbered Honey, You Just Haven't Thought Of It Yet by Panic! At The Disco

Daiquiri
Credit: But It's Better If You Do by Panic! At The Disco

So basically, a huge-ass thanks to George Ryan Ross for being so good with words ~~that you've got girls swooning all over you~~.