Weekend wars are really driving me up the wall. Lets see if it will put you on a curse. Why on earth do they have to make it sound this good? You'll have to listen to get me.
Monday, March 23, 2009
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Sunday, March 22, 2009
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Tuesday, March 17, 2009
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I don't know why the sounds of 4 am is a lil eerie now after a week of early nights. Too much wild imagination huh. Been working like fuck for the past few days and school is no where near also. :(
I want a something for a change,don't know if I shld keep my hair long or just snip it off like a boy's hair.
I've a strong urge to cut my hair short just like Audrey Tautou (plus very short bangs) but I don't know if I can pull it off well. I might just be mistaken as those sec 3 kid but oh well,I rlly want them now cause they look simply fab! -.- I guess I'll leave it to the expert to fix it.Omg her hair really inspires me to go and cut my hair now! 0_0 If my hair were straight enough, I would definitely go for this. This is damn freaking coolassshithole hairstyle that I've always wanted since 1989.Way back before I was born. Cool right.
Oh..
And Sally, I can't find time to meet you love but I miss you truckloads!! (p/s. that short "vincent" clip at your blog was really nice )
And mabel,I haven't been mia. I was just v. busy with work. How are you darla?Back to marni finally uh.Anw I miss you many many !
And Jojo wassup? Have you been dancing through your past few weeks? Did you really gain 5kg?hahhaha! Anw I miss you a lot too hunn!
And clara, don't lose you voice on that jj concert. Miss you sweety!
.... the list goes on yaadaa..yaadaa...
[It's rather nice to wake up knowing that something will make up your day real well. Goodnight bad morning.]
(Press play,close your eyes and imagine yourself floating in space. Utter words below in musical tones and you'll sleep well.)
You've got no friends,
you've got no heartbeat,
your insides are rotten now. So there's nothing to fix.
...
But I'm not your friend.
And I will not fix you. My insides are hollow now. So you're all on your own.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
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Yes I know nobody is gonna watch that but still I'm doing them a favor by promoting their great music.haha! One of the first song that she wrote "help I'm alive" are pleasing for that ears but it won't make you dance that much. Dead disco will. It's such an inspiration to see someone who went to a place where she didn't even know anyone,don't even know where her life was going and don't know what she was doing back then to be a successful famous lead singer now. Oh emily,how chu do it? I have to look up on her for that courage of living through her life and bracing through it. I love you Emily for that. ( kay that sounded so gay -.- and so "girl girl"). And believe it or not, she's born in new delhi,india. Imagine if she have that indian accent.HAHA! I just can't imagine how she sings.
Kay I was suppose to force myself to sleep since 2 hours ago but I gave up instead. 'Nocturnal' fits me well cause it's almost five am now.You know what's nice for now? Chips ahoy with warm milk. Oh someone get me that!
Saturday, March 7, 2009
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I can't sleep since three and I'm really adopting these big bug under my eyes which is growing bigger and bigger each day. It's five now and I think I'm gonna bunk down soon cause I can feel that my head is a little heavier than usual. Anw I'm really really really bored at home, really up to nothing. Work isn't calling me back as yet since I'm just a part-timer. Should have applied for full-time the other time (watzthezfuqzxzxz).
Okay. Shall go and sleep now.
Seeyaaaa pumpkins!
Thursday, March 5, 2009
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1 month old
2 months old
3 months old
4 months old
5 months old
6 months old
1 year old.
2 years old
3 years old
4 years old
5 years old
6 years old
7 years old
8 years old
9 years old
10 years old
11 years old
12 years old
13 years old
14 years old
15 years old
16 years old
18 years old
You know when it's raining and life just get so boring,looking at memories of the past is very recommended. Listening to cat power and turning the lamp with a very dim yellow light on makes the surrounding much more comfortable and calmer.
So I decided to dig back the old photos from the wardrobe at the side wall and look back at myself back when I was 1 month old till now. I've a collection of 4 big albums and more of the smaller albums of pictures when I was a baby (being the first child explains it all.) I realise that I've gone through a very big transformation in life.hahaha!
Back when I was a baby, I realise that my eyes was too big for my face.
When I was 1 year old, I could climb up my gate and that explains why I love heights now.
When I'm 2 years old, I was a little cheeky. I would wear anything just to dress myself up just like an adult.
3 years old, I had a very big party at home for my birthday.
4 years old- small party.
5 years old- It was my first time stepping my feet into a village.
6 years old- went to indo for a holiday.
7 years old- Becoming more cheeky cause I'll ask momsy to take a picture of me everytime when I dress up.
8 years old- My teeth were all very small and cute still.
9 years old- I was so called the "flower girl" for my uncle's wedding.hahaha!
10 years old- I was so into indian sari at that point of life -.- (don't know why) and I started to have four eyes.
11 years old- I vividly remembered that my best friend wasn't the best after all.
12 years old- psle year. But I wasn't serious with studying at all and I ended up in a normal acad. stream. -.-'
13 years old- My teeth wasn't really very straight and it was really ugly because my teeth are big and my mouth is small.
14 years old- That was the age that I learn how to wear a contact lense.
15 years old- I was the shortest in class and also I wasn't as noisy as I am today. I was very shy and I don't really talk to the guys in class. hahaha!
16 years old- Blooming.
17 years- Still blooming..
18 years old- bloomed! HAHAHA!
(And since my scanner wasn't working, I do it the manual way and therefore the picture turn out to be of a low quality.)
For all I remembered, I look very retarded at some point of life (i think it's during the end of primary school days and early secondary). With my oval metal frame spec and nerdy look, I wasn't the person anyone would rob the bank with. I was pretty innocent during that point of time and was always so called the "good kid" (HAHA!) in class. I don't really hang out with guys because I thought that I wasn't like the rest of the other girls. I was always being teased due to my height but I don't really care because I know that one day I'll hit my 150++ target (and I did! But still.. I'm pretty short still). I wasn't that rebellious not until after I was 18. This is not because of friends or whatsoever but I think we only live once, so why not try what is it like to be rebellious twds my parents.HAHA!
The first 18 years of life was like a roller coaster ride,very thrilling yet very fun too. I can't wait to see what's up for me for the next part of life.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
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when's the result gonna be out?
Monday, March 2, 2009
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This is the first time (yea i repeat, "f-i-r-s-t t-i-m-e") that i'm facing EXTREME TIREDNESS. I though that school was tough because I couldn't have enough sleep but work is much more tougher that I've no time for myself and everything else. Attention was mainly on work, workkk, and WORK! That sucks. Entertaining each and everyone needs, serving them and bla bla... was the most horrendous thing to do esp. in a busy shop. Sigh(x1000000) and I miss the class chalet all thanks to work.This is just sooooo pathetic!
My feets are killing me and I think that it's gonna be dead and rotten soon. Not only that, I think that I'm gonna snap my nerves too. Oh oh not only that, I think my eyes are gonna pop up soon and my brain are just gonna burst too.-.-
For now I just feel like eating the wedges at haji lane . mmm..
Anw I miss school so much. School, please come back soon, I don't want to work, I prefer going to school for the rest of my life. If only I have school tmr, then I'll promise not to whine bout how hard school is anymore.
After 18 yrs of life, going to work brings me back to reality and it makes me realise that I was never grateful of what I have. Stupid.