Done For.

Gravely.

2010-06-05T05:25:00.000-07:00

We apologize to everyone on the fan page on behalf of the childish, immature, reckless, selfish, idiotic, irresponsible, silly, self-indulgent, sissy, foolish, babyish, infantile, juvenile, puerile, silly excuse of a crew member.

We've made alterations to the order and the number of crew members. And the only way this crew, or any crew for that matter, would work, is if the amount of respect given, is the amount of respect bestowed upon.

Attitudes that are argumentative, bearish, demanding, fastidious, finicky, fractious, fussy, grim, hard to please, impolite, intractable, irritable, oafish, obstreperous, perverse, picky, refractory, rigid, rude, tiresome, tough, troublesome, trying, unaccommodating, unamenable will no longer be tolerated.

We can assure you nothing artless, childish, credulous, guileless, immature , ingenuous like this is going to happen again.

http://www.facebook.com/#!/pages/nMe-Cru/105879052788334?ref=search

Hahahahahahahaha.

2010-05-15T00:18:00.001-07:00

Haris
haha
oh
i stole something for you (;
3:14pmMe
what.
stole what?
what the
3:14pmHaris
guess
3:14pmMe
o.o
I DONT KNOW.
3:14pmHaris
haha not steal lah
3:14pmMe
what.
okay, please tell me
3:14pmHaris
its for the party tonight
3:14pmMe
whaaaat.
lool.
what.
oh.
3:14pmHaris
its white
3:14pmMe
what the .
whaaaat.
3:15pmHaris
its something you recently discovered you're crazy about
3:15pmMe
i dont knowwww.
whaat.
3:15pmHaris
haha a white rose (:
3:16pmMe
omfg you are kidding meee!
D:
STOLE?
3:16pmHaris
haha not steal lah
it was on my table
3:16pmMe
hahahaha.
just one?
3:16pmHaris
dining table
3:16pmMe
OH CHEH.
STEALING LAAH BODOH.
3:16pmHaris
k lah fine i put it back lah
3:16pmMe
):
okay.
3:16pmHaris
where got stealing
3:17pmMe
lool
fineee.
thaank you, sayang
(:
3:17pmHaris
hehe i hope it lasts till monday
3:17pmMe
i doubt it will
i kept naddy's.
kinda died.
after 2 days.
3:17pmHaris
yeah. you (:
3:17pmMe
I WILL DIE?
3:18pmHaris
haha kidding. ngeh i'll try to keep it alive lah (:
haha no. i meant. you took care of it
3:18pmMe
OH CHEH.
DONT FWEN YOU.
3:18pmHaris
haha
i love you? (:
3:19pmMe
FINE.
I love you too.
(:

I don't know why the hell I put up with your nonsense. -.- hee.

n.M.e baby.

2010-05-04T04:20:00.000-07:00

DU'S Leo Fundraiser.

All in all it was pretty fun, first time Nasri and I performed outside of school. The crew was amaaazing as usual, props to the choreography and super arrangement, and Arya's super editting. Loves loves. The committee was pretty good considering our 6 hours of practise all in all.

No regreeets! Anyway, here are the pictures :)

We have a crazy line up of gigs. All of which if we win 2 competitions, we get media and a trip to LA. And 2 gigs that paaaayyyy, and a trip to Kuantan. Gile gile gile excited :) hahaha. Till then readers.

Sorry for the lack of updates.

Btw check out my Tumblr. I'm obsessed.

Loooooves :)

Champagne for my real friends, real pain for my sham friends.

2010-04-21T07:51:00.000-07:00

A lot has happened these past months, and instead of phrasing them into confusing words, I will tell, as much as possible, the truth beneath no veil.

I met a boy, who was the sweetest thing since Nerds and Wonka Bars. He made me feel like I was worth something. Like I was capable of being loved. So I tried, and with uncertain, befuddled steps, I took them with no regrets, willingly to your arms. I knew your quirks, understood what you were like, even without laying sight on you. And the casual, little things you do made my heart flutter like butterflies and the bees. I don't know what was it that you did, or how you held my attention like balloons to a 5 year old.

But what you did, threw my heart asunder. The understanding of your actions that grip me to the core, and the thing that I felt most foreign about you, is the fact that you could throw this all away without a second's thought. The fact that you would back down, to childish, trivial ways of your words.

But the only person, who could make this all right, who could make this all better, was you.

But I didn't let all my hurt, all my anger leak out of me. Passion, thriving to be heard, beating in my ears, I pour into my art form, through song, dance, sketches. I grew to live without the thought of you lingering in my head, without a part of you fused so inseperably with a part of me.

I understood, I accepted all you threw at me.

And now, I couldn't have been any better.

Because of that, I found, through losing you, the essence of you I could imagine through the fabric on my t-shirts, the scent I begun to forget led me to something new. And in so many ways, the odds began to look better and better. I begun to understand what it was like again.

That's how I found out who I was.

Weird, crazy, hyper, delusional, emotional, wild, free, out of control, quirky, bizarre, idiosyncratic, outre, peculiar, unorthodox, random.

And for that person who managed to take it all in, my funny ways, and the things I disliked, the person who I became through losing a part of me, the person who I never thought I would become.

For every single time you show that you care, and that you will love me for what it's worth, and that you trust me. God it feels like I'm being reborn again. I love you, whatever the hell it takes, however crazy this love is. I owe you that, and so much more.

best day of 2010.

2010-04-10T07:24:00.000-07:00

It was super bisexing Lawrence Sim's Birthday party yesterday.

I hope you liked the 1 year old card I gave you.

And the 4 guitar picks.

Especially the purple one I picked out specially B)

The ones Haris picked were ugly :D

My baby with the chinesse eyes.

Sexxx... ;)

love you.

Rahrah Melissa ;) my sexy.

Ignore my ugly face B)

sexy lexie.

I just like this picture :)

Last but not least, cause he's ginormous.

Chu! The biggest strongest form 4 I've seen :)

By far the best day of the year.

:)

2010-04-06T03:09:00.000-07:00

You are the most random of things. I can't see you in the dark, except I can see your teeth. Hee. Your teases are the worst things in the world. Your advice still scares me at how girl like they are, and how much they make sense. You're weird. You ask weird things. You hold my purple file. You go home way too early after school. You are the reason behind my smiles. And I am an ice cream :)

So fly.

2010-04-06T02:56:00.000-07:00

Totally flunked science, gah. My brain feels screwed up.

I think I can get another A for my history though.

Fingers crossed on BM D:

I got 100 for econs last term.

Gaahhh, gotta do well again. Geeez.

Anywaaay, this is Shea Chew. The craziest Cat in the world, and my partner B) See you thursday. *sings*

Naddy and I before our duet.

Gaaahh, I'm really scared for the next round.

It's so freakin sooon :(

But we'll get there, yes, yes we will B)

Dance was superrrrr. Mr Zack liked the choreo. Ms Sharon was like, explosion, explosion. Ms Hoo has short term memory loss, and has to watch it again, so no comment :/ Richard and Joon Yang liked it. So, overall.

84.9

Pretty impressed. And crazy happy :)

Hahaha. And ps, i'll tell you by this Saturday, if you still can't figure it out ;)

Ass.

2010-04-02T06:50:00.000-07:00

School's been extremely hectic as usual. Naddy and I got through duet singing for prelims, and we're working on something crazy amazing for the next round ;) Modern dancing was todaaay, and it was sexx. The stunts turned out well, no one fell and the ending was like WTFROFLOLMFAO! :D

The video's on FB with Naddy. Go like it (if you do of course ;D).

Exams are coming up and I haven't touched my books. Been busy with school and all :( sigh. Ballet exams, Lawrence's birthday, school exams, cats, cheer, open day. EEEP.

Where am I going to find time to LIVE!?

EDIT:

GUESS WHAAAT. JENNER'S TOP AGAIN FOR DAAANCEE!!!! :D :D :D :D OH, YEAH WE OWNNN ;)

Fluffy white duck LOL.

2010-03-16T19:04:00.000-07:00

Hello again everyone.

I know I haven't been blogging much at all, as my brain has successfully depleted to half it's original size throughout the holidays so far. There's been so much going on lately I'm dying to just sleep my life away, but IT'S OKAY. I will cope with the shit that comes flying at my face.

Cats have been a breeze because it's pretty simplified ballet and that I can cope. I actually really love Cage The Elephants songs! :) haha. Okay, random. Anyway, important important things to say.

To Nasri:

GOOD LUCK WITH THE OPERATION. I hope it doesn't totally sabotage your dick. I'm counting on you to make it out with both your kidneys kay? Haha. I'll try to visit you in the hospital once I've got time on my hands :) Love you.

HEH.

CONGRATS ON YOU FARIS. I can totally be your manager I swear ;) Who chose your song? Who chose your arrangement? Who asked Danish to help you? Under my guidance, WE WILL ROCK THE WORLD :D

Dance partner, half blind, hottest body, craziest sense of fashion, coolest shirts, lion hair, smartest brain. :)

BIMBOH :D

Sneakers day.

Love you both ;)

GO AWAY PETER DON'T STEAL MY LIME LIGHT D:

Last but not least, the raybans and one sesat girl at the back there :)

'To each his own is beautiful.'

LIST OF THINGS TO DO.

2010-03-09T07:30:00.000-08:00

Ignore this, this is just a reminder.

1. GET THE DRAFT FOR THE PROGRAMME BOOKLET FOR CATS

2. SKETCH OUT A DRAFT FOR THE STAGE SET AND PROPS FOR CATS

3. ASK ABOUT NME FOR OPEN DAY

4. CHOREO FOR PARAMOUNT INTERCLASS M. DANCE

5. ASK ABOUT PARAMOUNT OPENING

6. REHERSE WITH DANISH SOLO SINGING BEFORE FREAKIN OUT ON STAGE

7. ASK MS ANN FOR THE ART THINGO FOR CLASS

8. GET ROBERT FROST SKETCHED OUT FOR OPEN DAY AND HIS EVALUATION OF POEMS.

9. FINISH DRAFT OF BM BOARD FOR OPEN DAY BY WEDNESDAY

10. FINALIZE THE CREW DANCE AND ASK MUMMY FOR PERMISSION TO PERFORM -.-

11. STUDY FOR CLASS TEST 2 EEEEEEPPPP.

12. Decide what the hell I'm going to do about you :/

20 Dollar nosebleed.

2010-03-09T07:10:00.000-08:00

We've finally had the time to work on the crew today, and I'm pretty happy about the outcome! :) Everyone was basically cute.

The lighting used was glaring and panas gile -.- and I think Nasri almost died of sweating. Haha. Light abuse! My hair was flinging all over the place, and the cafeteria? I mean SERIOUSLY, what the eff were we thinking -.- lol.

Waiting for the video, and I'm excitedd cause as you all know, Shen Deng's the god of all video editting :) Nasri phailed my solo -.- TWICE. God, ability to understand instructions fail much. Jaycee's choreo was sexxxx, and Jasmine was sexxxxxy :D Lawrence was cute, Jia Lun was... SESAT. Arya's waaas coool B) and mine gile best laah, wah chey.Teehee, tralalalala.

Okay, it's pretty late and I wanna get some sleep. Haven't done my sejarah shinanigans. Oh, boy. I've got so many things to do, so many things to rush by Open Day. HELP ME SOMEBODY. WHERE'S BOB.

Toodleloodledum.

Why do two awesome things have to happen

one after another.

My life's a mess, and everyone's

caught in my hurricane.

Don't you be using every minute on makin' a living.

2010-03-06T20:48:00.000-08:00

I've been having all the time in the world to blog, and write, and sing, and sketch, but I seem to be doing none lately. I just laze around, and my head spins when I get up. I sleep so god damn much in the afternoons, and lie awake way past midnights just thinking.

Ultimately, I think it's just hormones. Lots and lots of unwanted hormones coursing through this stupid girl body I'm stuck with. I just wanna break out of it all, sometimes.

I've been using my Tumblr a lot lately. I mean pictures that spell out all I mean, they come from Tumblr alright :)

These past weeks were... stressful :/

Class Test 1

Commerce - 42 :(
Math - 56
Art - 64 ( I was highest in class lol -.-)
Science - 65
Bm - 70
English - 90
History - 98
Econs - 100
Moral - ??? lol :)

It's pretty satisfying I guess, besides Commerce, which I totally flunked because I was too lazy to study, coming to the end of the week, and math and science, which I totally fail at haha. Art wasn't really much of a surprise, the paper was a whole lot harder than I thought it would be, so I didn't study. Oops.

Nas's headed for his operation thingy soon. I might meet up with Nik during the hols to do a video in the hospital when we go visit the dickhead :) I'm pretty scared, I'm not kidding you, though in front of Nasri I swear and laugh it off like a bitch. Fingers crossed!

Nothing much else to say.

Wasted 20 minutes of my life.

I've got another 17 hours before school starts. I should prolly head off to the gym, or go swimming, or even choreo the dance with Shaun now that I have lots of time on my hands.

Feeling odd and sorts.

Andrew Garcia.

2010-02-25T06:20:00.000-08:00

Pleaaaaase vote for Andrew Garcia for god's sakes.

I'm so unconditionally in love with his voice.

I gotta be myself cause there's nobody else for me.

2010-02-24T06:32:00.000-08:00

I'm just wondering how you'd respond if you truly pushed me over the edge, made me insane enough to tell you that I will never EVER do this to my children. I will never ever be like you.

I dont want that kinda forever in my life.

2010-02-19T02:59:00.000-08:00

I miss this.

I miss you.

I miss telling you all my crap.

I miss Fatty and your dog, I forget her name D:

See, shows how much I miss you.

You indulge in my affection, run away with my heart.

2010-02-17T10:25:00.000-08:00

I remember the last time I was up this late. It's vivid, like a dream you wake up from, that stays clear in your mind. Late night lattes, snuggling under the sheets of the duvets, thinking of you.

I remember how every little thing you said made my heart flutter, and how the ambiguousity of it all ignited a strange sense of attraction within me. You were intoxicating. Because you seemed to be all that I ever wanted.

Because you existed, it reminded me how my dreams cross boundaries, reaches beyond it's limits, exshausting itself out, to show me that dreams like you, existed in my world. Your efferverscence, mirthful, trivial joy reduced my emotions to thrills, edgy vibes, and fervert desires for more.

But captivating as you were, beautiful as how you turned out to be, all good things come abruptly to an end.

You've stoppped running tireless circles in my mind, stopped making me flick my eyes back and forth from the phone to my schoolwork, wondering if you were dreaming, wondering if you were thinking about me. Wishing, hoping?

Somehow, I think the existence of you in my heart will cease to end, regardless the consequences. You indulge in my affection, run away with my heart. Time runs dry in this mind of mine.

To let go, isn't to forget.

It's to believe that everything happened, and everything was real. It's to immerse yourself in the most craziest of memories, drown yourself in the wakefulness of your being when your heart beats for two, be swept away my tears that never seem to run dry.

A cascade of blankness still rests between the two of us. And by not doing anything, I am giving in, and submitting myself to letting you go.

It's been 50 hours, 57 minutes.

That I'm alive without you.

The city winks a sleepless eye.

2010-02-16T06:22:00.000-08:00

Okay I know I am super late about this update :) But I just got the pictures. THANK YOU FOR NOT TAGGING ME DEMIE. Anyhoozers, it started off with Ian's dad having a bad sense of direction, Demie with absolutely no common sense, and talking to Andrew about cheer and stuff. Then we drove over to my housee, courtesy of the brother.

Ryan was in the car. Ooooh, I miss you so ): Have fun in Singapore hahaha. We had lots of fun doing the most random things, Ryan -___- But it was all good. Called up Ariff for a teeny weeny little while. But mostly sketched, mostly Demie. Sketching. And of course whinning about the littlest things :)

I can bet you I'm the only sane person in this picture.

My only picture with Demie -_____- tralala.

Smile + Frown = Srown? File? LOL.

Fail, Ryan FAIL.

My kinda failed sketch of Nicole Kidman. I tore it away.

Stupid Demie gave me the habit -__-

Elvis Costello, asian style ;)

Nicoleness.

Nicoleness #2

Drawing an eye :D

CLOSE UP O.O

Demie in the background.

DEMIE IN THE SPOTLIGHT.

Ps: I know you have been waiting for this moment ;)

Here's to months of joy and laughter, and pain and tears, freakin long text messages, bitchin like bitches, swearing like hoes. Here's to freak outs, letting go, moving forward, holding on, loving, living, falling. Dirty jokes, screwing up, being pedophiles (WINK WINK.) and lots more to come.

Pfft, you're only like a really really expensive text away :(

I'll miss you, you small little undersized girl.

Never falter, get under a hot Aussie dude's pants, snag his surfer best friend for me, cry when you have to (especially when you read this (x ), come back in an accent and I can assure you I WILL LAUGH. Don't forget your roots! Even if your hair is red, NYEHEH.

You get to start over, where as I have to wait FOREVER. (another year or so.)

I love you like the sun... When it doesn't try to burn my eyeballs off even with my Raybans on -__-

I'm lost in the world you have fabricated around me, folded into the threads, binded to your smells.

2010-02-09T03:39:00.000-08:00

You.

Make me this way.

Our legacy.

2010-02-06T04:39:00.000-08:00

As promised, here are the pictures.

You guys were the highlight of my year I swear :)

We did it.

We did it by ourselves.

Our 3 minutes of glory.

Hahaha. All my sweat, blood, and 100 plus.

No tears, because I don't cry when I'm happy :p

Well, there goes my cheerleading days. I'll miss it, like god knows what :)

Me and my pedo :)

You know our 'love' exists in McFlurrys, RayBans and gay dances ;)

The twins :D

Me and my glory ;)

Don't be jealous ;)

Cheer capts and house deco-er ;)

Our legacy.

Gang for life.

Pedofarers! :p

My awesomisticness makeup ;)

My best friend :)

I just think this is SO COOL.

Pang and me doing our 'thang'.

Checking if my leg hair grow already or not :d

Funky Munky.

LOVE THIS.

Biting the medals.

Group shot during rehersals :)

Fina stunnttt! :D

Fark :p

Pedo and me with the successful banner ;)

BOB.

After paartay ;) Arya.

Ann Lee.

Ps it's been great.
Finding myself in you,
finding you running wild in my mind.
Spreading like wild fire.
Maybe, this is all we'll ever be.
But either way I'm contended.
You've been how I wanted you do be.
And it's about time I let you go.

Blue is love.

2010-02-05T04:03:00.000-08:00

Haha, all the hard work paid off baby.

We're back on the top, second year in a row :D

I'll update with pictures ASAP when I get them from Farah.

I miss my Pedo Gang.

):

To write love on your arms.

2010-01-30T01:53:00.001-08:00

I just took a shower and got back from cheer practice in school today. Ugh, everyone only cheered till 12pm, but the seniors and a few helpers stayed back to do the pomps till about 3pm. I think I just about broke my back, hunched over the stupid strips of crepe paper. A day in life of Nasri Siru ;) Hahaha.

Nothing like, broken backs, 5 hours of cheer, sweaty jerseys, flip flops, corney dogs, root beer and a bunch of friends with a radioooo :D

I wanted peeekktureess! But no one took their camera, though Tiff had a few weird, retarded looking shots of my front hand springs and round-offs, but I took good shots of the boys and Sara's toe touches ;)

Which reminds me....

I HAVE SUCCESSFULLY ALMOST MASTERED MY FRONT HAND SPRINGS AND SINGLE HANDED ROUND-OFFS! GAH. Proudness ;)

But I'm only doing round-offs for the routine, but WHO CARES. SUCCESS BAYBEH.

I swear, Lawrence and Jia Lun are the cutest things next to Sara. 'Specially when they start doing Single Ladies, or their faces after bad jumps or tumbles LOL. SO CUUUTEEEEEE.

Anyway, I was thinking of auditioning for Cats. But instead, when I got there, I learnt the dance from Sarah Nadira in 2 minutes and had to teach close to 60 people with Sara Melissa haha.

And now, I'm 'artistic director' next to Victor! :D So we're designing the stage sets and everything, the background, the props. I'm not sure if I should do it, seeing that it's SPM year, but it's senior year!

Plus deco -.- OH MY EFFING WTF GODDESS OF SEX. I feel so study deprived, sports day is eating my life. I've been so busy painting the effing huge banner for school with 'zalea, Bob, Zoe and Yen In, which are all from green house -.- Harhar. I've been skpping classes D: My work's piling up.

Okay, anyway.

Strips to cut, poms to make. Cross fingers. 6 more to lay down and snip.

Ugh.

Toodleloodidum.

PS: You've seemed to stop running through my mind lately.

It's like you're the kind of temptation I'm beginning to stop resisting.

I can't tell if it's good or bad.

But all I know is that things like these throw me off balance.

I either free fall or stand my ground, but I can't pick from right or wrong.

Well, are you worth my heartache?

Then what is.

2010-01-27T06:05:00.000-08:00

I called you and I tried to find a reason to why I did it.

Till I realized that I had none other than to hear you.

Mutter a few syllables.

Muffle a few laughs.

And hear the silent noise after you hang up.

Tralala.

2010-01-25T06:29:00.000-08:00

This is my fourth post this week.

I must be bored shitless.

Don't you be using every minute on makin' a living.

2010-01-25T05:49:00.000-08:00

I like the way you crinkle your eyes. And do the silliest things to get my attention. I like the way you divert conversations so quickly, hopping from topic to topic. I like the way you make up cute words to describe what you were going through. I like the way you cock your head to one side, or the most adorable way you smile. I like the way you handle your pencil, and can't decide which hand you'd like to write with.

I'd like to imagine those very fingers between mine. I'd like to know what it's like to be so close to you, inches away from hugs, desperate grasps, and the most intimate of kisses. I'd like to imagine the smell of your hair, and guess the songs that are playing on your iPod, or read Letters to Crushes and imagine if you were writing them anonymously to me.

I'm addicted, to the things you say, to the things you do, cliche as it sounds.

You're a perfect mess, a comfortable surprise.

Remember my list of things?

I didn't tell you, but you're on it.

Just breathe.

2010-01-23T06:05:00.000-08:00

His scribbles lay over her heart like pebbles washed from the sea.

She traces her fingers over his curly, cursive writing. The squiggles, the strike outs so dark that the words beneath couldn't be read. She felt the dog-eared paper crumple under her fingers. His words. The things he couldn't bring himself to say.

That's that kind of emptiness that comes crashing in.

It's either love or hate.

I can't find any in betweens.

cheerness on saturdays.

2010-01-22T04:20:00.000-08:00

In the arms of an angel.

2010-01-22T03:57:00.000-08:00

School has been mind numbingly, pain stalkingly filled to brim with activities for sports day. Let's seee.

So far I haaave...

1. Done a sketch of Agyness Deyn, but it sucks cause it doesn't look like her.
2. Started on Jack Sparrow.
3. Choreoed a few dances for cheer! Yay, the beginning is coming together.
4. Humiliated Alex Oh and his kotek.
5. Humiliated Farah Melissa and her smelly pits.
6. Finished the entire cheer costume with one design. (ACHIEVEMENT OF THE YEAR.)
7. Kept up with all my homework so far.
8. Less drama= less problems
9. Juggling facebook, cheer, dance, and homework pretty well.
10.Not piss a teacher off :)

What I haven't done.

1. Finish of the Toruk Macto for the scoreboard for blue.
2. See if the damn tailor gets the costumes right this year.
3. Cut the stupid school skirt that is just about killing me. I already folded the waist 4 times and it's still longer than my knees.
4. GET A KURUNG SKIRT ASAP WHEN I HAVE THE MONEY.
5. Wrote a piece I would be extremely proud of.
6. Have a day out with the gang and Dem's before she leaves.
7. HAVE THE SKETCH DAY WITH DEMIE WHEMY BEFORE SHE LEAVES.
8. Decide a song for Paramount, and dance, and songwriting.

UGH SUGGESTIONS FOR THE 60's? D:

1. Jailhouse Rock- Elvis (acoustic cover? PETER!)
2. I GOT CHHYYIIILLLSSSS
3. Anything by Michael Jackson but I doubt it's under 'The 60's'

ANYHOOOOZZEERRRSS.

The crew's got gigs coming up. I just realized.

Jaycee, Jasmine, Nasri - Green house.
Nicole - Blue house.
Arya - Yellow house.
Shaun - used to be in Red house.

:) teehee.

We've gotta recruit new members baybeh :D Our numbers have depleted D:

Anywaaay, the gigs.

1. Paramount opening.
2. Open day.
3. Jennis's IU day.
4. The March Gig? lool.

OKAY REALLY GOTTA GO, SORRY IF IT'S SO LONG.

HAAPPPYY BIRTTHDAAAY ELLEEEENNAAAA I LLOOVVEE YOUU!!! SSOOOORRRYYY I CCOOULLDDNN'TT GOO TOOO YOOOUURRR BBIIRTTTHHDAAAY!

Lovin' That Luis.

2010-01-16T19:47:00.000-08:00

Men In Tutus were actually pretty awesome.

Teehee.

Sorry Shaun and Ryan, that you guys weren't there with us.

You wouldda loved them.

347. Zombies.

2010-01-08T01:41:00.000-08:00

Damn cute.

Wordpressers, anybody? :)

Click click :)

346. Avatar crazy.

2010-01-07T03:43:00.000-08:00

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA.

http://solarshine.deviantart.com/art/My-Na-vi-Avatar-146949964

Crazy edit of a Na'vi! Awesome.

Don't you wish you could do that? :)

Hahaha.

Avatar is the sex.

345. God really hates me this year.

2010-01-05T02:18:00.000-08:00

Life, you have been a whole lot of things lately.

But I wouldn't say WONDERFUL was one of 'em.

On another note, classes are okay now that Nads is here. The PandaManda is sitting behind me, cute as he is. Azalea's sitting in front with Ryan and Ho.T.T. Nas is sitting gile far away like, wtf what are you doing there? There goes all the secret sharing and all ):

Arif sits behind Nasri.

Quote: 'I'm going to stop ejeking the teachers cause surely I'll fail something one.' Unquote :p gile funny.

I want Sugu as homeroom ): Or Ms. Anjali. I missed them both, haha. Btw, Sathia shaved his beard and stopped wearing the turban WOAH :O We have 9 indian teachers! Moral, BM, English, Science, Econs, Perdagangan, PE, Maths, and Sejarah :p Haha.

Other than that, nothing special. My locker stinks like (quote Azalea: like someone puked in it and forgot to clean and used tissue papers instead, unquote.) -.- Ew. I personally think it's just the boys and their unwashed, unpressed school shirts and smelly football boots.

Speaking of shirts, DEMIE WHEMY GAVE ME HER KURUNG :D Total, sheer ecstasy. Haha. Eff the school uniform.

Anyhoozers, signing off. I'm being nanananananagged.

Toodleloo.

345. And I have found that someone in you.

2010-01-02T21:02:00.000-08:00

I don’t know but

I think I maybe

Fallin’ for you

Dropping so quickly

Maybe I should

Keep this to myself

Waiting ’til I

Know you better

I am trying

Not to tell you

But I want to

I’m scared of what you’ll say

So I’m hiding what I’m feeling

But I’m tired of

Holding this inside my head

I’ve been spending all my time

Just thinking about you

I don’t know what to do

I think I’m fallin’ for you

I’ve been waiting all my life

And now I found you

I don’t know what to do

I think I’m fallin’ for you

344. '009

2009-12-29T22:33:00.001-08:00

Whee. 2009 passed like a breeze. And through every single trivial thing that happened in our very extremely the overrated school, if I come out alive, I think I'm happy enough. There were so many things I wanted to do. Like, finish my canvas -.- paint my room walls a deeper shade of purple, finish of the designs at the corner and mostly everything to do with art.

And to Yu Hui, SORRY I DIDNT FULFILL YOUR MALAYSIAN WISH BEFORE YOU LEFT. But, I think I'm going to soon! ;)

Being pestered once again to do another long long post, I have once again put on my happy face and not nag about it. At least a little. Nobody call me jiggypuff -.-

WHEEE! Pictures of the entire year in no specific order :0

Alex's birthday ;p

Noseri seethru :p

GENEE! Haven't spoke to him in EVER.

Faris's super goober awesome sweet sixteen :)

Boo and me being Jakun (:

Toplady and Aldo Maldo.

Bryan Boo the Woo.

Turkey mania :p

Nas, Yuyu and I at ou watching The Ugly Truth ;)

Going to get my piercing done :p

Lip piercing! Ahh.. the sexx.

Reunion with the J's! Come chinese new year baybeh :)

Terengganu with the boys. Ryan being manly :p

Taman Alam with Shanon. I look skinny :p

Butterfly, swimming gala :)

Nabbers looking damn cute (:

Ian and I sneaking :o

My uber the sex piercings ;D DROOOLS.

Skyping with the twins. Miss youu.

Learning breakdancing from Arya haha (:

Primary school reunion!

The boys who hate the goat :0

Pointy thingy with dance partner ;)

Ee dorks, snort. Dug those up this year :p

Nasri OWNED by a blindfold :p

Baking with Yu Hui. Miss youu )))):

Last day out with her. Damn cute.

Huggy ):

Peter and Wei Shen -.-

Durian party at my place ;)

Shaun's new baby :p

Christmas camhoeing ;)

Ballet photoshoot! :p

Azalealealea :D

New years resolution:

1. Finish my canvas.
2. Finalize N.M.E
3. Finish the design on my wall and the paintings.
4. Pass my ballet exam
5. Fulfill Yu Hui's wish :D (can laah i think.)
6. Have fun for new years
7. Have latin classes with KCG! :D
8. Get better clothes, get a job.
9. Dont fail any of my SPM subjects
10.Don't falter. 11.Beg daddy to give me a Volkswagen Beatle/ Golf GTI
12. Don't crash the damn car.
13. Get on that plane to Paris.
14. Get 100 views on youtube?
15. WATCH DARREN SHAN WITH RACH THE DARREN SHAN BUDDY.
16. Fall in love.

(:

343. I miss you with every atom of my being.

2009-12-29T19:28:00.001-08:00

I've tried writing songs about you.

I mean I really tried, what else could I possibly be doing at 2am with my guitar in my room and sheets and sheets of paper?

I mean, I've thought about it, let my emotions battle it out with each other.

But we're all tired and weary, and we're all waiting for the same thing.

I'm just not in the right mood, the right conversation, the right time, to do so.

I hate myself.

Meow.

342. Boredom is a sad thing.

2009-12-26T00:57:00.000-08:00

I've been bugged to do a post, again. Now if only I'm so determined for school. It's 2 god damn weeks away and I swear, this holiday feels like it's been less than a month. Christmas food was the sex, thank god my cousin and his dad are both chefs, and his friends bake like gods. (Can you believe they are in the same region as my beloved Nando's and Japanese food?) The lamb was better than the ones in Turkey, god. Those smell like they haven't died.

I've been listening to Jason Reeves and Colbie Caillat lots. They are very the sex as well. Their songs are calming, somewhere in the same region as John Mayer, and Michael Buble when he breaks down his songs, except not so jazzy. Matt Giraud, Teddy Geiger, Ryan Cabrera, Marc Broussard, of sorts.

Anyway, since I've got time in my hands before the awesome barbeque, (ps I still don't know what to wear YUHUI WHERE ARE YOU D:) I'm going to do a post on Dookie.

Dookie.

Dookie has girl eyelashes.

His birthday is in between in 10 year best friend's and her younger sister's.

Dookie mumbles and half his brain is an aircond.

He stalks me.

He likes ukuleles and think America is racist for not having the Spongebob edition ones.

Dookie is tall and is very heightist to all girls for having girl hormones.

He refuses to sing over the phone because apparently it's lower.

Dookie likes plaids, and he's jealous because I have more.

He hates dogs because one of them ate his plaid shirt.

Dookie loves Nando's and spends lots of his pocket money on it.

He loves Japanese food, but I love it more.

Dookie would never be caught dead doing this. (Sadly.)

He is a computer geek and no one knows it, not really anyway B)

He is a guitar freak, and I am jealous of his ukulele.

Dookie has red ears.

Dookie went out on a date with this man and his guitar for Christmas.

He is jealous of this fictional character's ability to play the guitar.

He likes Boys Like Girls, Fall Out Boy and All American Rejects.

Dookie can't play pool for nuts.

He can't swim for nuts (:

Dookie's always jealous of me.

He thinks calling people by their chinese names are cute. (It's not.)

Dookie has finger cancer.

http://www.ariffsuffianzainal.blogspot.com/ click click away.

Edits.

OMFGWTFROFLMFAO I almost forgot.

DOOKIE HAS BAD TYPOS.

Toodleoo.

340. Just a thought.

2009-12-23T03:51:00.000-08:00

Let's say, you just woke up, and your hair's a total mess. Streaks of dried up drool lines your shirt, and your shorts are crumpled. Your legs bear the red welts of sleeping on rumpled sheets, your eyes are puffy and full of morning star, your mouth is pouting. To summarize it all, you look like shit.

And a guy tells you, you look beautiful.

Your heart races, you smile a little. Fair enough, your teeth are clean, your lips don't crack when you smile. You'd suddenly think that the world is a brighter, more beautiful place to live in. WRONG. You know you look like shit, you've been staring at yourself for the past five minutes in the mirror, brushing your teeth, god damn it. Your hair is untamable with combs and straighteners and you smell like a pig after it's exercised and baked in the sun all morning.

It's when a guy tells you, you are beautiful that matters. Who gives a crap what you look like, cause when the lights go out, and you're sitting under the moonlight on dew covered grass, you can talk about the world and everything in it. In the dark, when you hold his hand, or place a kiss upon his cheek, or run your fingers through his hair, it doesn't matter if he's ugly as balls, or has bad teeth, or if he's shorter than you.

What matters is substance. Apearances come second to everything else. It's when you have a base to fall back on, to know that he wouldn't tell you everything's gonna be okay, to give you that spark of happiness for a single moment. To know that he wouldn't lie to make you happy temporarily, or brace you for the inevitable loss that you know you are going to feel. To know that he'll tell you the truth, not the truth the way he knows you want it to be.

Because anyone can present to you the world's most desired people. But humans, being biased, will always choose the one they love, because to them those are the best, the most beautiful or them all.

Because, blindfold, they don't look beautiful, they are.

339. It's been so long.

2009-12-23T00:42:00.000-08:00

I haven't written in ages. I mean you could say that it's because I don't have the time. But that would just be making up silly excuses for it. Ushered by a bitch and a boy who has really bad typos, I have decided to update. (Thank me profusely, bow down to me muahaha.) I'll update the pictures of Turkey soon. But for now, I'll leave you with this (:

He holds his fingers out to hers, as if to place it upon an intangible glass door, and he smiles like everything was perfect.

She fits her palm with his, and slide her fingers between the gaps. It's a clasp, meaningless, inconsequential, insignificant, insubstantial. Nothing more than hands in each others.

His grin widens, the edges of his smile twinkling in his eyes. He looks like he's about to burst with exuberance. That's when she understood what significance it meant to him, and she tore away.

Have you ever heard a heart break?

It's the sound of a thousand cries of children who have losses, or the chanting prayers of a man being carried off to the stand. It's the sound of a woman crying because of the death of her lover, or even the gasp of a family, that moment that ceased to exist in reality when they see the gentle shake of the doctor's head.

'I'm sorry,' she says, brushing imaginary dust off her skirt, pushing back her matted fringe. She tries to wipe off the imprint of his hands upon hers, but her skin throbs with guilt.

She waits.

'It's fine.' He smiles again.

But there's something missing, that trivial joy, that frivolous elation, that spark. His eyes were utterly devoid of happiness.

And she knows that he waited a little too long to have spoken the truth, and stays hidden behind a fragile shell of a smile, and the existence of hollow, absurd words on his lips.

This is how a heart breaks in two.

(PS: Ariff, I didn't have any typos! ;D)

338. NEW MOOOON! :D <3

2009-11-28T19:18:00.000-08:00

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337. Late night scrambling for sheets and sweet dreams.

2009-11-25T01:37:00.000-08:00

Are you always like this?

Pardon?

As in the way you talk to me.

As in flirting?

Yeah.

Sometimes, when I feel like it yeah.

How about you?

Haha, nope.

You made my night.

Sometimes, I feel like I don't want to.

It's not worth that kinda rush.

But it's not like that with you.

if we're having the this conversation face to face, my mouth would have been upon yours a long time ago.

shhh, baby ♥

And you have made my night as well.

Come hug me, I'm shivering.

Haha, I'm here.

On top of me? ;)

Next to you, silly.

With my hands wrapped around your waist.

Of course, what's a hug if not for that?

But not too tight, or else something would be poking you down there ;)

Oh, shut up.

You're ruining the moment.

I'm all in my head.

Pushing your hair aside, kisses on the neck.

I want to be all over you.

You know at this point most guys would have given up trying to understand what I mean.

I guess I'm not regular guy.

If you were, I wouldn't be talking to you.

What if I am now, would you be talking to me?

You wouldn't hold my interest, I have the attention span of a 5 year old.

So, if I'm still hanging onto your every word.

*kiss*

now, where's mine?

hmm, you won't come back if I give you one.

so I'm gonna make it last till I can no longer resist.

my defenses are already starting to fall apart.

Then my tongue should tangle with your bubblegum one.

Don't tempt me.

I have a tongue piercing?

Ugh, you have just crossed the line.

I'm coming for you.

I'm just lying beside you babe.

I can't feel you in my arms.

Let's live in imagination tonight shall we?

That, we shall.

Now, shut up and kiss me already, will you.

336. When the world comes down.

2009-11-23T20:20:00.000-08:00

Reunion!

Who knew we would turn up this way? School footballers, basketballers, cheerleaders, singers. Hahaha. (RICH AS HELL *WINK WINK*). There's only so much you can say in 4 hours after not meeting each other for 4 years. It was exhilarating, and we practically had no awkward silences (YAY.) :D It was a lot of fun :D

The very smexy (AND RICH) host for the day (:

The cousin proving how he doesn't like taking pictures.

The 'Ben Phuah' Sandwich

Jo, Boo, Ben, Jade.

Seng Loh, Yen In and muah.

The 'Seng Loh' bun.

The loners for the night ;)

The cousin, being well, the cousin :P

GROUP SHOTS :D

NUMBER 2.

Playing with Boo's DSLR in his room (WITH THE TEDDY BLANKET.)

I'm on the left. Always.

Don't steal my side.

♥

335. Birthday, birthday.

2009-11-19T19:16:00.001-08:00

Happy birthday, brother.

I hope you get what you want in return from who you want it from.

334. Last day of being 16, at least in school anyway.

2009-11-19T16:57:00.000-08:00

Yesterday, it was like stepping through a monochrome photo, where everything is black and white. Faces, doing what humans cannot, smiling like the days that go past weren't flitting across our minds like sheep over fences. Each day is a survival against the bitchy horrors of teen drama, the killer eyes of a bitch stare, the clash of boys and their (stupid) egos, and the usual, the utter shattering boredom of listening to teachers drone on in class.

And of sabotaging teenage life, always teasing the class's snowflake (dandruff boy WINK WINK), guitars and singing, failed outings and sweet sixteens, long conversations over the phone, and bad expensive food in school, it's funny how I wouldn't change it for the world, as sucky as the year has turned out.

Because there are those who make my world a whole lot more bearable.

Yu Hui.

Someone I HAVE to say who has stuck through my moods, thick or thin, till bitchy fights do us part, or not :D It sucks shitballs that you're going away, and you should know that I'll miss you with every atom of this crazy, mood swing-ish being. I loove you like I love rainy Sunday mornings, mad shopping sprees and SHOES. But the way I love you, that will last forever (: ♥

Jaycee and Jasmine!

Might actually be on opposite poles of the entire universe! But they dance like they are gods. And their choreo is to die for -.- AND THEY ARE SO ADORABLE :D They've been through so much this yeaaar, and they are strong, too strong. Stronger than my physical strength :O That's a lot (; Lool. Love you guys (:

Khor(ean) Wei Shen!

Ooh, the boy who I can't stop arguing with everyday :D The boy who is always JEALOUS (of Jeremy wink wink), and has a scary jaw line, and walks like an old man, and only knows how to play 2 songs on the guitar, and sings atrociously, and has ugly legs (like Faris), and has the attention span of a 3 year old, unless you're talking about hot, remodeled, plastic Korean Superstars :D You are too cute of a boy to be a MAN :D Hahaha. Laff youuuu :P

MA BOYSS! :D :D ♥

Faris Lodin!

His joy and ecstatic enthusiasm is enough to fill my entire world with flowers and what not. A cute belly (like Arif), and a million dollar smaaaaaiileee. And a brain that thinks rationally. A person that I ALWAYS come to for advice. Thank god you're alive hahaha. The more I get to know you, the more I haven't gotten you all figured out (: You're a confusing pit that I keep falling into, but I always land on a bed of roses (NO THORNS.) Loveee youss.

Arya Samudra!

My fereva self pitying friend (: You're better than how many million people in the world at breakdancing laaah, you silly head. It's been a great 3 years with youu and Keat. Stop feeling things with your heart. Some times, it's better to let your head do the thinking. (YOU BETTER JOIN MY CLASS FOR PARAMOUNT I TELL YOU OR I HANTU YOUR BUTT.) Love youu (:

Nasri Siru!

Last, and the very very least, (except for that nugget on your face: ARIF ARIF.) Only kidding. You skinny son of a bitch. Hahaha. This is a bad picture of us. ANYWAY. You've stuck through my sudden outbursts of anger and hyperness, and you are always speechless whenever I talk to you about anything :D But that's Nasri for you. Tall, dark and full of swear words. Lovee youu (:

Okay, before I get too mushy and start to fuck things up with my endless writing, I just want to say, what's a world without you guys in it to pull me through every single dying day of my life? (:

AN EMPTY HOLLOW DEATH OF DOOOOM!

Lalalove youu.

♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥

332. Should I give up or should I just keep chasing pavements even if it leads no where.

2009-11-03T06:57:00.000-08:00

Lately.

I've been more confused that I'd like to be.

So, I'm deciding that I can't let this go on longer.

I'm gonna give you up.

331. Gone.

2009-10-23T10:00:00.001-07:00

Yes the big baby's gone. My mum found him adopters to take him away from me. Yes, I cried like a fucking baby. Yes, I feel like someone spray painted "asshole you ditched your dog" all over my forehead, but I can't do much about it. Here's him, gallivanting around the garden like a mini elephant, top of my pyramid, cause everyone else has to clean his shit. Haha. I love you, baby. I'll come visit you when I can. Still, can't believe you're gone. Sigh.

Taking a guarding stance at his 'hole'

In the makings of the 'hole'

Running, I swear if you zoom you can see his saliva.

Trying to eat the camera.

Acting cute. Dumbo (:

Posing.

Just like his owner. HO HO HO~

Sitting.

Damn comel laah youu.

Anyway, we've been through so much.

The pounces, jumps, scratches, barks, whines, snarls, dirt, biting and whatnot.

You're too hyper I couldn't even hug you to take a picture.

Not that anyone was there to take except the timer.

You'd always have a space in my heart, a doggy space.

Love you so much, Comel, it's retarded.

♥

330. Dumbo.

2009-10-22T07:33:00.000-07:00

SO CUTE, HOMAGOD SERIOUSLY.

SO CUTEE :D

SO CUTEEEE :D

DUMBO IS SO CUTE.

AND HE'S MASTER AT POPPING :D

329. Reality is that which, when you stop believing in it, it doesn't go away.

2009-10-18T09:56:00.001-07:00

Just went to Mid Valley with mumsie. We ate at Pastis , Croquet Monsieur, Criollo, and Poire Belle Helene. Super delicious (:

I walked in Isetan and found 3 overpriced shoes. Haha.

Nine West, Steve Madden, Aldo.
So I went to Robinsons.

Got this dress at Melt, for about RM180.

Kinda expensive, but it's gorgeous.

Then I bought a pair of black flats.

And a pair of earrings.

328. A break.

2009-10-13T08:58:00.000-07:00

A break.

Thank god.

327. Stress stress stress.

2009-10-11T06:46:00.000-07:00

Okay. Unlike what you expect of this post, I have NOT been studying all this while. In fact, I'm having the time of my life thinking that I've got all my notes at home, waiting patiently for me to memorize them for tomorrow's big exam.

Well, hurrah.

When I decided to start studying PROPERLY today, I realize

1. I don't have ANY of my sejarah notes that I copied.

2. I didn't have my BM novel notes.

3. I was lazy, my determination is mangkok.

4. I'm bad at memorizing things, bad.

5. I NEED MY MUSIC.

6. I need McD's.

7. I needed my NOTES FOR GOD'S SAKE.

So, I did what any average person WOULDN'T do.

I went swimming.

Yes, hurrah people. Cheer. What is this RETARDED MIDDLE CLASS AVERAGE SCORING PIECE OF SHIT DOING IN A POOL WHEN THERE'S EXAMS TOMORROW?! I don't know. I was bored.

So I'm cramming.

Taking BM notes from the internet.

Trying to cram.

TRYING.

But failing.

Good luck to all the other retards out there who might be better or a little more worst than me.

We're gonna suck.

Balls.

Oh, shit.

326. The average woman would rather have beauty than brains, because the average man can see better than he can think.

2009-10-05T06:46:00.000-07:00

This is for all the retards ( BRYAN WINK WINK ) who showed up at my Mooncake thing on Saturday (:

TOLD YOU SO :D

Li Wang Yu Hui.

I lalalove you long long time.
Thank you for all the pictures.
(:

Khor Wei Shen.

Who's uber photogenic. I'm jealous I swear.
You're a darkie for life, and we can go get dark together in Pangkor! :D
You're toooo cutee.

The few rando

m moments (:

KK!

Who had to leave early.

(: BLUE HOUSE FOR LIFE!

Being jakuned.

Sorry if everything's not in perfect order (:

Muhammad Zulfarouq Shamsudin.

Who's laugh has cracked me up a bajillion times.
And sense of style is nice laah. GREEN HOUSER.
Haha. iPhone (:

And last but certainly not least.
Bryan Boo the jakun.

Thank you for making the night funny as hell.
It would have been a little awkward without you there.
*Happy dance*
LOL.

325. Is there anyone out here in the rain?

2009-10-03T04:30:00.000-07:00

KCG!

My one and only family for life.

I'll be here with a fat belly, 2 kids holding my hands.

And you'd be here too, with a million other children.

Annoying the heck out of each other.

We're gonna have a hard time finding a holiday for 50 people.

O___O

My boys.

I've repeatedly said how you guys are awesome.

Even if you guys got busted in a CC :D

You guys suck, but I love you till death.

Ballet!

I dont really have lots of pictures.

But, the 3 best people in my ballet (Eli, Weng Yan, and TAI YUIN!) dropped out.

You guys suck, too leave me all alone (:

We'll reunite and bitch again, oh yes.

We will.

The Laos gang.

WE SHOULD GO ON MORE OUT OF COUNTRY CHARITIES TOGETHER.

You guys were the craziest bunch.

I remember being locked outside with batikboy.

And he had to sleep in my room (:

And Gene (:

For leaving Malaysia and going to this gruesome camp.

Good luck with the mooncakes and the prosts (:

Thanks for everything, and your piercings.

36Sing dollars are so expensive :O

♥

324. Drain the veins in my head.

2009-09-29T19:28:00.000-07:00

Drain the veins in my head,
Clean out the reds in my eyes to get by security lines.
Dear X Ray machine,
Pretend you don't know me so well.
I won't tell if you lied.

Cry, 'cause your droughts been brought up,
Drinkin' cause you're looking so good in your Starbucks cup,
I complain for the company that I keep.
The windows for sleeping, rearranging when I'm nobody.

Well, who's laughing now? I'm leaving your town again.
And I'm over the cloud that you've been spinning.
And I'm up in the air, so baby, hell yeah.
Well honey I can see your house from here.

If the plane goes down, damn.
Well, I'll remember where the love was found.
If the plane goes down, damn.

__________ Jason Mraz, Plane.

323. Indescribable feeling.

2009-09-27T06:08:00.000-07:00

I've been out of practice, hadn't held that bat in a long time.

It's like I'm standing at the pitcher, and I'm asking me to hit home run.

It's been months, years.

I don't allow myself to do it.

I don't know what's holding me back.

I would give half my arm to even figure a little of it out.

And the scariest thing of all.
Is that when I write, I write with no emotions attached.
But this time, it's different.
You have my heart in your hands.
And that anything you do to it, might just kill me.

322. It's getting hectic everywhere that I go.

2009-09-26T10:59:00.000-07:00

Papa wanders around. He looks bewildered by the flashing traffic lights, and the growling sounds that a car makes as it zooms past, splattering the poor old man with the rivulets of the downpour. He smiles up to the sky, bits of rainwater splashing into his blue, glassy eyes. He raised his thin arms to catch each teardrop, his laugh erupts from his chest, and closing his eyes, he fades away into the cold gray stones of the pavement, his laughter bringing him away from his pains.

Obtruding from his fingerless gloves were scrawny, gaunt knuckles, sore and calloused from blows. His skinny frame was draped over by layers of soft linen and a hunk of thick wool coat. His scraggly white hair ran down his face, over his knobby shoulders, clumped and unwashed. His cheek bones protruded from his emaciated face, pronouncing his sunken in cheeks, and thin, cracked, ashen lips. His eyes however sparkled with child like interest at every little thing.

He walks into coffee shops, stares at the lazily spinning fan for an hour just to count how many blades there are. He stands on the asphalt road, listening to the crackle of the dried leaves as they crumbled beneath his feet. He strikes a match, and covers the orange flames in his cold hands, endures the burns and watch till the last of it dies away, before smiling with much amusement.

What is he?

“Insane,” most people would put it. “Hush. Leave that poor man alone,” some say, sympathy choking up their voices.

But what was is really?

Nothing anyone said affected him, nothing. He was happily unaware of the insults or looks that could kill that were thrown his way. He laughed simply because there was no reason not to. He sang praises of Gods and recited his favourite poems out loud. He lived the streets like it was his to keep. He danced around the lamp posts like a main actor in a musical. And was that so wrong? Was it wrong for him to do as he pleased?

He was blissfully happy to be in his own world, a pure, chaste, virtuous, unsullied emotion that wrapped him up like silk blankets, and held him dear. To him, his stale bread was like loaves fresh from the oven, layered with butter and soaked in honey. To him, a simple jacket was like warm wool, knitted perfectly to break the cold winds. To him, an effortless smile could light up his whole day, as much as how a joyful gurgle from a child could send him roaring into laughter, till tears swarm his vision. He was luminous in the darkness, solid when everything was lucid.

No one notices it because every day, everyone walks past Papa without looking back twice. They didn’t think of him, or of his insanity. They concentrate on their grief, troubles, problems, tribulations. They were busy making deals on the phone, arguing with their wives, their thoughts lingering on what they are missing out, all things they regret in life.

Do you think they are the ones who are truly happy?

No. Never.

You want to know who is?

There, that crazy old man at the sidewalk, his straggly hair blowing in the wind, his hands lifted to the rains, his mouth a silent prayer, a little twinkle in his blue, glassy eyes.

That's all true happiness can ever be.

__________

I haven't written in a while. Forgive my stale choice of topic.

321. The truth.

2009-09-26T03:50:00.000-07:00

My birthday is on the 14th of August.

Never question my phobia of dragonflies.

I can either fully love or fully hate a person.

Everything in between is confusion.

I think and over analyse to a point of self destruction.

I have intentionally said things to hurt other people.

I regret it 90% of the time.

I am lazy. As hell.

I am determined.

Lazy wins determination over more times that I would like it to.

I love shopping.

I can't seem to save up enough money to buy expensive things.

Proof? I have loads of little things, but little big items.

3 Fedoras, 1 Barret, 3 Beanies, 2 sun hats.

1 bed.

I remember a lot of my dreams.

Most of the time is because they don't make sense.

I'm a vicious hugger.

I don't take words lightly.

I'm nonsensical, because I believe going insane is the true meaning of happiness.

I say I don't really care about what other people think of me.

Sometimes, it still hurts.

My masked expression covers most of what I feel inside.

Not everything can make this pain go away.

Chocolate can.

Words are... as important as speaking them out.

I speak my mind, at times when I think is right.

I have 4 best friends, which 3 of them are guys and one of them is a bitch ♥

I don't lay my heart on a platter.

I don't believe in true love.

Anymore.

This is me.

And all I think I'll ever be.

For now.

320. And all the bad boys standing in the shadows, and the good girls are holding broken hearts.

2009-09-26T03:36:00.000-07:00

I wanna free fall out into nothing.

I'm gonna leave this world for a while.

319. Somewhere, wherever you are.

2009-09-23T10:04:00.001-07:00

Tell me you are not totally, utterly swooned and I'll bet you, you have no heart.

I wonder where you are .
And what you’ve written so far .
Your life story is an enchantment to me
In knowing I will someday be part of it .

You don’t know who I am . Or where I am .
It could be a long time before you find out .
These city lights may never shine your way .
Your symphony might lay unwritten; and your song left silent .
But I will be a blessed man to earn the honor of making you smile .

I’ll live for you before you know it .
The sun won’t ever set on my virtue .
All I have is enough time to improve myself
And ultimately rival the horizon of your elegance .

These days will inevitably become the past .
And we’ll sit and talk about them sometime .
By then, any memories of days when you felt lonely will disperse .
Because you’ll know even then, I was out here .
Working hard to somehow . someday . gain the unfailing ability
To promise you happiness before you know it .

You’ll be a part of my life before you realize I’m even living .
I have faith that you exist . You’re here in my reality somewhere .
And I know I won’t be imagining you forever .
You’re going to be wonderful .
So I need to be that, too .

I can’t paint your picture . Or assemble your image .
Your existence shatters the capacity of my expectations
And I couldn’t even compose a fiction beyond your marvel
If I had an infinite power of boundless exaggeration .

You’re going to change what I believe in life and love .
And what I believe I love about life .
Regardless of how I prepare, I don’t think I’ll ever truly be ready
For that first moment your eyes strike me frozen .
Truly, that will be both the defeat and victory of my spirit .

I’ll have to find a thousand new ways to express myself .
You’ll have me frequently distracted, disoriented, and speechless .
But never regretful to find myself that way .

I used to think that I’d be able to write the most captivating poem
About you . After I know you better .

However, once I finally meet you, I doubt I’ll write anything .
Because everything about you, will be beautifully unexplainable .

So I’m going to spend my time writing for you now .
Until these words grow to fail in value .
At the mercy of your truth .

____ Ryan Conferido.
Member of Quest Crew.

319. D-Trix's list of 20 things he's learnt abt a woman.

2009-09-23T04:21:00.000-07:00

1. Giving her more freedom will increase the percentage of her not cheating .

2. If you tell a girl ” we should fight ” and she agrees.. she too wants to have sex .

3. Learn 100% about her in exchange for the least amount of 1% about you .
4. Tell them how much you love your mom; however, not to much to get them scared .

5. If she farts, get the hell out .

6. Unexpected gifts ( no matter how cheap ) are just as good if not better then whatever you get her on her bday .

7. Random and Spontanious gets them closer .

8. Predictable and usual pushes them away .
9. Always remember the 2 C’s: “Comedy and Confidence” .

10. Shoot them some money and they will stay, shoot them with cum and they might get mad, shoot them and they will die .

HOK IS IN A TEXTBOOK?!?!

318. 3.59am.

2009-09-22T12:59:00.001-07:00

3.59am

Chuck Bass.

4.00am.
I'm thinking about how much it sucks being single, awake this late at night, having pms, and drinking teh ais.

4.02am.
Nine West and Aldo are following me on Twitter! (:

4.04am.

I wish you places,
that sit so still.
Where people never ever change.
Never ever will.

I wish I could hold you,
and make you understand.
I wish I could be there.
But I can't.

___ Marc Broussard.

4.08am.

I'm thinking of you.

Do you know that?

Edit://

4.43am.

I've been alone for exactly 24 minutes.

The loneliness is terrifying.

It's too quiet, too quiet.

317. Photoshoot with my favourite boys.

2009-09-22T10:34:00.000-07:00

The Man.

Who's been there for me a lot.

Who's never ever seen me cry.

Who's always there when I seem to want to.

Who gives me hugs when I'm pissed.

Who gives me hugs whatever my mood.

Who is vain as hell.

But who cares.

The Brother.

The childish, uncorrupted, kiddie, crazy, psychotic brother.

Who's been there to argue with.

Who's been there to talk to.

Who's been there to bitch about someone else.

Who's been there to drive me around.

Who's been there to give me advice.

Who's been there to shove all the things he does better than me in my face.

The... Woah.
Who's been there for everytime I felt like the world is deprived of happiness.

Who's been there to help me hold my things.

Who's been there to help me row the kayak cause I suck at maneuvering stuff.

Who's been there to brighten up my day.

Who's been there to let everyone tell him he looks like a 13 year old.

Who's been there to act like he's 5.

Just wanted you guys to know.

That you hold the fragile pieces of my heart together.

That I'll always tell you guys how much you mean to me.

That I will call you and disturb you throughout your lives.

That I will ask my kids to disturb your kids throughout their lives.

That deep down inside.

We're inseparable, fused together like super super super super glue.

Forever and ever until the world becomes an obliterating volcano, and kills us all with underwear.

316. Tired, sick.

2009-09-22T10:27:00.001-07:00

You know what? I'm wiping my hands clean of all your shit. Does that truly make you happy? Does that make you want to jump for joy and spring in the air? You're not the only victim here, you poison everyone around you with your loneliness, suck out all the happiness in the vicinity the moment you come into the picture, stick out like a sore, pampered thumb.

You expect everyone to sympathize with you and understand your situation. You expect them to be able to be there for you when your mood swing switches from depressing to trying to slice everyone's heads off with your sharp silence, and cutting sarcasm. You don't expect us to get pissed off back after trying to help you, and getting fucked up responses.

I'm wiping my hands off your shit.

And, you know what? I actually think she was right to let go because if she didn't, you'd be holding onto her, sucking out all her life like a leech. She is the Puppeteer, and you are the puppet. But she doesn't have your heart anymore, you've tied the strings on too tight, and now she's cut all the threads.

315. Patterns accross my window.

2009-09-22T08:23:00.000-07:00

I don't look like I want anything.

It looks like I've ran through life, grabbed every opportunity I could get my hands on, and gone on ahead and done it. But I haven't. The opportunities are hidden in my pockets, struggling to push away these hands jammed tight, scrunching into fists around them. You tell me, you tell me why the heck is it so hard for me to try again. You tell me how many lives have been sabotaged by it, you tell me about oceans of tears tha have been shed, the hundreds and thousands of sounds or hearts breaking all over the world.

You tell me why I live my life like I do.

Cause I'm scared.

In fact I'm terrified.

And no one in this god damn world can do any shit about it.

314. Sex is an injection with affection to the midsection from a projection without any objection, hopefully no infection! :D

2009-09-21T08:27:00.001-07:00

Power savings, baby.

Screw it, me first.

Haa, when it comes to boys (;

>:)

Enjoyy.

312. Wayfarers. Yummy.

2009-09-18T22:52:00.001-07:00

1. Is it cute when guys kiss you on your forehead?
Yup.

2. A big poof dress or a short party dress?
Either way, depends on the occasion.

3. What would you do if you received a long love letter?
Read it?

4. Group dates or single dates?
Idk. Group sounds more fun.

5. Do you hate it when guys act different around their friends?
If they act a littlemore goofy go ahead. If it's smug, kiss my ass goodbye.

6. Are diamonds a girl’s best friend?
Wayfarers and plaid t's, F21, Vans, and Nichii are a girl's best friend.

7. Is your hair up or down today?
Just back from ballet so it's upp.

8. Do you straighten your hair?
Nooope.

9. Favorite mascara:
Dont use any. My eyelashes are this ( - ) short.

11. Small or large purse?
Small vintage ones for dinners, and large ones for shopping (;

12. In your purse, what are your must haves?
Cash. Phone. Body butter. (CALCULATOR LOL HINT HINT WINK WINK)

13. Jeans or sweats?
Jeans. Most definitely.

14. Do you wear clothes/shoes/jewelry that’s uncomfortable?
Sometimes when I'm up to squeezing my watermelon body into a Coke bottle.

15. Do you text message a lot?
Yesh.

16. What would you do if you got pregnant?
Freak out, and then figure out who the heck the father is.

17. What’s your favorite color?
PURPLE. Those who dont know can suck my Madonna's coneshaped boobs.

18. Heels or flats?
Depends. Heels are pretty, flats are comfy.

19. Did you ever cry during a romantic movie?
HAHA. Umm.

20. Would you ever leave the house without make-up on?
Yup. School? Hello?

21. Walmart or Target?
Both.

22. Do you wear collared T-shirts?
Sometimes.

23. Do you like preppy boys?
Not too preppy, but yupp.

24. Do you think lip gloss is the best?
No. They're fucking sticky.

25. Do you own any big sunglasses?
Used to, till I sat on it. WAYFARERS!

26. How long does it take you to get ready in the morning?
As long as I want to.

27. Do you like to wear band-aids?
=_=

28. Do you like skater boys?
You fall and have bones jutting out of your skin, I'll tell you I'm not a doctor and I don't study biology.

29. Do you often wish there was something you could change?
Yes.

30. Gold or silver?
White gold.

31. Do you like to receive flowers?
No, I like papers rolled into California rolls with dog shit splattered all over.

32. Do you like surfer boys?
The tans. The bodies. Shivers.

33. Do you dress up for the holidays?
Umm. Yeah, I guess. When I go out.

34. Do you like to wear dresses?
Dresses are a fetish (;

35. On a scale of 1-10 how much do guys confuse you?
3.Guys are simple. Drink, drank, drunk, drama. LOL.

36. In the last 48 hours have you hung out with a guy?
Yupp. Lots in fact. Lool, but we're like family so I'm good.

37. Would you date a guy shorter than you?
I dont think I would.

38. Do you like to hold hands?
Sweaty palms. Ugh. I prefer holding the waist or smth :D

39. What is the youngest you would date?
Never younger than me. You're dating people the same age and they tell you things that an 8 year old tells their parents. Not a purdy sight.

40. What is the oldest you would date?
21.

41. What do you notice when you first meet a guy?
Hair. Complexion. Eyes. Nose. Arms. Clothes.

42. Is it hot when guys sweat?
Sometimes, but I dont go near cause they smell, then it's a turn off.

43. What is the best feature in a guy?
Humour. Carefreeness.

44. Do you like making eye contact?
It's... Amusing.

46. Would you kill for chocolate?
I'll stab you 36 times in the head if you deny my endorphines.

47. Did you ever spend all day/night getting pretty for a guy?
Nope, your point is for the guy to like you, not want to grab your boobs.

48. On a scale from 1-10 how fun is shopping?
8.

49. Do you freak out if you miss your favorite show?
Um. Don't really watch any. There's always youtube.

50. Do you yell a lot?
(:

51. Do you wear sweat pants to work/school?
No.

52. Have you ever dressed unlike yourself to impress a guy?
No.

53. Do you write a lot of mushy love poems?
(:

54. What makeup could you not live w/o?
Eyeliner. Oh, god. Eyeliner.

55. Do you fall in love easily?
Never.

56. Do you have cramps?
Nope. But I had stitches at ballet.

57. Do you think you have the bestest friend ever?
Yes. Yu Hui. Shaun. Ryan.

311. In the sea of helpless, but see I never learn how to swim. Somebody save me.

2009-09-17T07:20:00.000-07:00

I'm surrounded by people, but I feel alone.

Do you know what that feels like?

It's astoundingly, heart wrenchingly painful.

It's like a fuse, an inseperable piece of heart ache and loss.

Just want someone to give a fucking damn.

Somebody save me, or I swear.

I'd let go.

310. We're sidestepping back to back, on eggshells with hairline cracks.

2009-09-16T04:43:00.001-07:00

The bitch and me rushed our class page and it didn't look too bad (: We slept kinda late, and woke up kinda late and took a cab to schoool :P

My fanatical obsession with McD's at midnight.

*insertfangirlyscreamhere*

Had a last meet with Eugene, Willy (who's unber thin now), and this guy called Thannin.

I hope you have lots of fun in Sungapore, Gene.
And don't go all crazy during the weekends.

I'm gonna miss our talks lol (:

309. Playing lovers in an unloving world.

2009-09-14T04:43:00.000-07:00

"Fo Shizzle Ma Nizzle" , or in this case "Fo' Shizzeth, My Nizzeth."
GOES A FREAKIN LONG WAAAAY.

308. To my dearest, craziest friend in the whole wide universe.

2009-09-13T05:26:00.000-07:00

HAPPY BIRTHDAY AZALEA! :D

Hope you had a great one .

Sorry I couldn't commeeee )):

HAPPY BIRTHDAY RYAN MY BEST FRIEND FOREVER AND EVER AND EVER! :D

You'll always know how much I love youu.

You mean much of my world, and I hope you had a great birthday with us (:

Lalalove you forever and ever, till the world stops growing trees.

307. Outing with my bitch and whatnot.

2009-09-12T22:22:00.001-07:00

I had an outing with my crazy bitch yesterday, and it was the bomb. So okay, I spent too much money for my liking but I DONT CARE (:

Ma crazy bitch (;
DIGGING IN PADINI YUMMMSS :D
Eating at that Taiwan Street place (:

Seafood Tempura.

A yummy RM5.50

Bitch, buying her Starbucks (:

Fuckin proof of getting my ears pierces.

AGAIN :D
Thanks to this mega, piercing dude.

Favourite picture of the day (:

306. Bethminicooper aka. Bryan Doubleliu OH!3OH!

2009-09-11T00:19:00.000-07:00

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRYAN YOU JAKUN.

I hope you have a super great one.

And that your life is as bubbly and nonsensical as you always have been.

YOU'RE SUPPOSE TO HAVE LOST THE "V" NOW :D

<3>

305. Maybe I'll build my house on your cloud.

2009-09-10T02:31:00.000-07:00

Do you know what's it like to be stuck, trapped, cornered with your eyes shimmering with tears, your fingers shaking impossibly fast, a rabbit with no defenses, gun angled at your temples, at point blank, finger sleek on the trigger. If you don't know that fear, haven't felt that mind numbing feeling of death staring you straight in your eye, trust me.

You don't know me.

304. I'm gonna find another you, and replace my heart you broke in two.

2009-09-09T04:18:00.000-07:00

I've been listening to Norah Jones, Ray Charles, John Mayer and Corinne Bailey Rae lots.

Their music is so, define and authentic.

Anyway, lovin Emergency by Paramore now.

Stressed out in the house.
I just wanna get away.

3OH!3 . HAHA GET IT.

2009-09-07T07:09:00.000-07:00

CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT IS DRACO MALFOY. DUDE.

Anyway. I missed you.

Edit://

Beautiful.
Corinne Bailey Rae, John Legend, John Mayer collaboration (:

302.

2009-09-03T09:10:00.000-07:00

Look it's the oh so sexy and cute Chace Crawford.

Which people mispell as Chase.

Or even Chance.

WTF ?

Ed, looking totally gorgeous.
Compared to Chace (:

Zac Efron looking like a super gay.

Outdated.

Retarded.
Ol' skool boyband singer.

Nathaniel Baldwind.
BAWRING.

Talk about cleanly shaved eyebrows O_O

Yeah, you suck that Chace.

Totally get into it.

Ew. Cowboy.

Ed and a scarf. Delicious.

Jessica Szorh(?)
Who I dislike immensely as the annoying Vanessa in GG.
And who I dislike immensely for dating Ed Westwick.

SIGH )):

And Leighton Meester.

Looking sexaaay (:

Loves.

301. Gradual reports.

2009-09-03T06:27:00.000-07:00

Hilarious.

300. There were drums in the air, as she started to dance.

2009-09-02T05:01:00.000-07:00

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZZv1vki4ou4

For all of you who are gigantige fans of Toy Story.
Like me, guilty none the less.
Toy Story 3, 3D coming out in 2010!
I super super super can't wait!
Buzz and Woody! :D :D

Andy's leaving for college.
And leaves them at a daycare center.
So I guess it's gonna turn out sad.
But I'll love it (:

EDIT://
You are a tragic disaster.
Stop with the bullshit and what not.
Just cause you're life isn't filled with parties, cat fights, an all-American dream living, doesn't mean you keep acting like a spoilt brat who doesn't understand where you stand.
You are living on a cloud.
Soon, you'll fall out and your face will hit the ground.
And those people you call 'friends'? They would have ran away with their tails behind them.
Then you'd be left with a shattered mind, and a poor ol'shattered heart.
You're trying my patience, wannabe.
Fuck off before I fuck you up.

299. And when the wnd blows, and shadows grow close.

2009-09-01T06:12:00.000-07:00

LIFE IS SO DRAMALAMATIC.

I swear.

But, there's nothing much we can do about that can we? (;

So guys, stop laah with the fighting.

I don't know the whole story yet, but the manBitch will tell me tmrw.

Haha.

Yuhui's you're missing out on so much shit.

(;

Loves you to death.

Anyway, life has been pretty dull for me.
Every second is a waste of time.
Nothing exciting ever happens.

Anyway, ciao people.
Off to study for exams.
Ugh.

298. And it's still so hard to be who you are.

2009-08-31T09:06:00.000-07:00

ON THE WAY TO KUALA TERENGGANU! (:

_______________________________________________

THE BEACHY BEACH ! (:

THE NIGHT OUT AT THE BAR AND POOL! (:

THE PRE/POST BANANA BOAT RIDE! (:

All in all it was great fun. No tan lines, no sunburns, no scrapped knees in the sand, no carpet burns, no headaches, no dry skin.

GOODBYE HOLIDAYS HELLO HOMEWORK AND SHITBALLS.

297. Look and see the sky turn red, like blood it covers over me.

2009-08-30T06:27:00.000-07:00

I seldom have anymore dreams. I have nightmares, waking up to nothing but the beat of my heart drumming in my ears, the cold sweat that dampens my pillow, the bitter unsettling feeling that chills me to the bone. I wake up knowing that I know nothing. I don't remember what I've dreamt about, I don't remember falling into a dark abyss, I don't remember being eaten alive, I don't remember drowning in mud, or watching myself wrench my bloodied heart from my chest, or recalling anything that would make me feel this way.

I just wake up, knowing that when sleep comes, the same nightmares will run back into my mind, and replay over and over, seemingly endless till the crack of light sifts through my blinds, till sunlight touches my lids and kiss them awake. I feel like I haven't slept in days, like the crushing weight of my eyelids would send me into another nightmare. I wake up, and it's like I'm more tired then ever. I can't sleep, I don't want to. Sleep doesn't come like it used to, like slow calling winds that wrap themselves around me. Now it's like I'm trapped in a tornardo that I can't seem to escape.

And I don't want to admit it, and I can't admit it to anyone, but.

It's all about you. Everything in my nightmare is about you, but I don't know what it is I dream about. You instill fear into me, rush into my lungs like a blades, slice me up into little insignificant pieces. I'm confured, you make me confused, swirling in my thoughts. I wish I had that kind of courage, that ruthless manor with no care in the world. But I can't let myself break, can't let myself fall into pieces, can't let myself go again. I'm not like that anymore.

I'm scared, everytime I think of telling you.

I'm scared of what you'd say, how you'd respond. I don't know if you'd hold me, or push me away. I don't know if you'd feel the same way, or tear this fragile thin line of friendship into pieces. Fear is such a tragic, sadistic thing.

Sometimes I do think the chance is too long gone, that I've already done it, fucked the entire thing up without even knowing.

I want you to know that you live in my head, and fly and linger on my every passing thought. I want you to know that I do imagine us holding hands under the covers, or sing until we're both breathless. I want you to know that your ego is the size of my butt, and that you are annoying as hell. I want you to know that I think of you a lot, and I miss the times where everything was beautiful and nothing hurt.

But you don't know anything.

And I think it's best we keep it that way, because.

You mean more to me than the world would ever know.

296. You, had me worried :D

2009-08-30T05:48:00.000-07:00

GET WELL SOON FATS.

I LOVE YOU.

295. I'm all for you.

2009-08-29T04:00:00.000-07:00

You know what?

I actually kinda miss you.

294. When there is nothing left to burn, you have to set yourself on fire.

2009-08-25T22:47:00.000-07:00

Save me. But the words don't come out. Struggling to breath. Every second, a waste. A nauseating, worthless tick of time. And is that she, the beautiful one to come and save him? No, it isn't. He was a betrayer. A Betrayer of Love, a Betrayer of Respect. He betrayed her and now he will have to bid her every will. Does she save him? Draw away his water filled lungs? Give him more breath? Give him Life? No, she slips into the murky water, and shoves his head down along with hers, tangle his breath in her hair, gripped his arms so had till blood had begun to show. His face, his perfectly symmetrical face that often seemed carved of stone, turned from red, to white, to blue. As bubbles rose to kiss the nights cool glow, 2 dead bodies drown, beaneath the wide open sea. One of love, and the other of betrayal.

293.

2009-08-25T22:34:00.000-07:00

ABDC WEEK 3

Nicooole : Poyo (Noseri)

HOMAGOD HOMAGOD.
I KNOW WHO GOT KICKED.
THANK GOD
THANK GOD.
THANK GOD
SHHHHHHHIT NICOLLE U PRACTICALLY GAVE IT AWAY=.=
No, it's not beat ya feet kings
=.=
its southern movement isn't it

( :
BITCH , POTONG WEI
YOU ASKED RIGHT!

292. Never stop gushing.

2009-08-24T23:16:00.000-07:00

OH. MY. GOD.

IS SHE REALLY WEARING THAT.

GIRL, SHE IS SO LAST 15 MINUTES.

Chace and BLEAH. :D

291. Ed Westwick (:

2009-08-23T20:30:00.000-07:00

I'm Chuck Bass.

290. I live too deep.

2009-08-20T12:30:00.000-07:00

It's about 3.30am and I'm just back from the mamak.

What are you wearing?

KDU sports shirt (So, it's comfortable. Fuck me.), small red shorts.

White band from Gary cross over my black ones.

5 black bands on my right hand.

Anklet on my left leg.

What are you doing?

Blogging.

Talking to Alexander Rawr. Playing some game.

Rolling around the chair.

Texting Eugene to try and wake him up.

Why?
Cause I'm bored.
Cause I'm waiting for my food to digest.
Cause Alexander is a retard cause he has school tomorrow.
Cause I feel annoying.

Who did you talk to last?
Lucas.
About lots of lots of Fred.
And lots of Charlie the Unicorn :D

Who was the last person to text you?
Eugene (:
"Dude, dude, r u free? Dude! Wanna yum cha with me, chan hu, an dat one dude I told u bout? :p"
Awesome stuff.

Who was the last person to call you?
Eugene.
I didn't pick up LOL.

Who was the last person you called?
Eugene, again.
Woke him up (:
"Nicole, sleeepp.. Mumbles mumbles...Night... Sleep. I'll call? Mumbbleeeee..."

Why are you still up?
Don't know.
Waiting for you.

289. Cause when you tell me the stupid things you do, I fall all the more helpless in love with you.

2009-08-18T07:02:00.000-07:00

Hok and Ryaaan.
Victorvictor Kim, freezing.

The dude, top corner of the picture. Steve's clone :D

Hok, kiapped between in the plane (:

Steve's swollen, sprained ankle O_O

Hirano with the Nerds (:

PURPLE SHOES HOMAGOD HOMAGOD :D

Mario Siblinggggs (:

Skydiving! Btw, love Hok's pants :D

Aris's new haircut :D

289. The fingers of regret gripped his heart, and stopped his heart from beating.

2009-08-16T09:04:00.000-07:00

Did some edits.
Bored to tears.
Someone save me.

288. What is your biggest weakness?

2009-08-16T00:40:00.000-07:00

Your heart.

You are often loved because of your outgoing and fun personality, and you like to give hugs and flirt, but underneath of it all you are lacking heart. You find it hard to love others through all the walls you've built around your heart from being hurt so much throughout life, but you want to love, you desperately want that fun, romance that you see in others, but you don't know if you can have it in your current circumstances. You want stability, but at the same time you need change. You go from one extreme to another and often feel overwhelmed when you can't figure out something. You think about your life often and how you can improve your character. You find it hard to settle, but you really want to. You just feel like you need to find that balance, that heart that you've been missing for so long. You need to love through the pain, but it's so hard. But the walls need to crumble for you to truly be YOU..