listening to: say it right-nelly furtado

oh yeserie yes yes. i still feeling distressed over my hair.
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damn hairdressers.

im feeling on the low right now and nothing seems to cheer me up.
must be the fact that school is starting soon.(or that i had a funny haircut.)
i am so screwed up.
i havent got those damn SNG socks and i havent done my lit and i have forgotten my cello and lets not forget the maths test right smacked in the first week of school.

2007 is so going to be a bad year for me.
im singing it.

favourite female artist
madonna ( i dont know. i just love her)

favourite male artist
prince

most hated female artist
paris hilton (if she didnt have an album i wouldnt even call her an artist but a you-know-what)

most hated male artist
k-fed or i meant fed-EX (yay.he is back being a loser)

favourite band
mcfly (got naked for music video and at G.A.Y. and penned the song for "night at the museum".they deserve the credit((:)

breakthrough artist
britney spears (duh.got divorced from loser husband,started flashing her crouch,going back to recording studio and started hanging out with paris hilton.no reason why she shouldnt get this.)

favourite TV shows
#5.PCK
#4.the ghost whisperer
#3.prison break
#2.project runway
#1.that 70's show

favourite songs
#5.dance dance-fall out boy
#4.head north turn left-big city dreams
#3.sorry's not good enough-mcfly
#2.show me the money-peter pablo
#1.my love-justintimberlake

most hated songs
#5.you're beautiful-james blunt
#4.star are blind-paris hilton
#3.temperature-sean paul
#2.everytime we touch-cascada
#1.breaking free-HSM



this is totally due to pure boredom and randomness of me. but i really do hate the breaking free song. "we are breaking freeeeeeeeeeeee".geez.

THREE WISDOM 2007.
here i come.

i can see us holding hands,
walking in the beach our toes in the sand.
i can see us on the country side,
sitting on the grass lying side by side.






Listening to:ms murder-afi

Christmas is over and that only means one thing.
We are going back to school soon and that isnt a nice thought actually.

I got a hair cut.
No.
I got a funny haircut.
I told the hairdresser that i want to layer and shorten my hair just A LITTLE.
But she wasnt listening apparently and now my hair is like shit.
But im happy to say that i manage to save my fringe.

God damn hairdressers.

tell me what you guys think ya?(:

my dad kindda wants to like go back to singapore after christmas which is pretty much like my whole holiday.
i dont really want to cause i have homework and cello practices and stuff so i guess that i have to get back and catch up abit.
im living in singapore you know. everything is overrated.
but i really like it here.
everything is just so bizzare, so unhygenic and so shabby. its just so me.
i have decided that someday i will stay in malaysia for good.
malaysia is a beautiful country(with chewing gum and pirated dvds)

Superpowers flex their wings
Hold the world on puppet strings
Egos will feed
While citizens bleed
And thats always the way it is

listening to: the juliana theory-shotgun serenade

im sure that im either piercing my tongue or lips. (i'll choose the cheaper one)
im not sure if i should get a mohawk.
AM photoshopped me in a mohawk.(and i looked like him)
i dont think im ready to do something that bonkers to my hair just yet.

to michelle:
yes. im still in malaysia, and i havent bought you anything cause i have spent all my money on myself.
but here's the catch, i havent done any homework. damn.
his fathership says fuck in the most elegant way i have heard anyone else say before. what a wanker.


There you are all dressed in black,
so walk away and don't look back.
But if you must then cast a stone,
the light is on but no one's home.
Party ends then on the floor,
and you hear a voice behind the door.
In the dark his games you play,
as you slowly forget your own name.

listening to: mcr-im not okay

im really sorry if i had hurt you in anyway.
i know that you didnt mean whatever you said.
i love you

you read me like a book except that all the pages are torn and frayed.

cartel-burn this city

And stay up all night and sleep all day
We were smart kids with too much to say
And so, so sure that they were missing out
They're the ones who were missing out, and

We were elemental
talked down to bear essentials
Who knew we'd get so far?

Cause our days were numbered by nights on too many rooftops.
They said we'd burn so bright.

We'd burn this city and go.

Play it again,(our Games of Love and Lust)
There's no such thing (no there's never too much).
And we were so, so sure,
NO we never had a doubt.
Now were counting down days to getting out.

We were elemental, talked down to bear essentials.
Who knew we'd get so far?
Cause our days were numbered by nights on too many rooftops.
They said we're wasting our lives,

Oh at least we know,
that if we die - we lived with passion.
They said we'd burn so bright.

We'd burn this city and go.

Pack our bags and lets get away - they're catching on to us.

Cause our days were numbered by nights on too many rooftops.
They said we're wasting our lives,
Oh at least we know, that if we die - we lived with passion.
They said we'd burn so bright.

We'd burn this city, and go.

Cause our days were numbered by nights on too many rooftops.
They said we're wasting our lives,
Oh at least we know, that if we die - we lived with passion.
They said we'd burn so bright.Oh-oh-oh!

Cause our days were numbered by nights on too many rooftops.
They said we're wasting our lives,
Well we're not wasting our lives.






i love this song. have been listening to it for a whole month now:/

alright. blogging two times a day is mental and a total waste of time i know.
but arent all vacations about wasting time doing things you want to do whenever you want to do it?
okay. im not making any sense here.
i bought something good. hope i can bring it back((:

and if you are scared just hide your eyes behnd your hair.
so now you cant see me but you never do anyway.