Selections of Lyrics and Quotes

Is this the real life?
Is this the fantasy?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality.
~Bohemian Rhapsody, Queen

Savage world in which you live
Suddenly, dark sky chasing me.

You know your God is watching you
Floating from the sky and calling you
Just a little while I want to be with you
Wipe away all of my tears, for you

I know my god is taking you
Save me from the dark. I'm losing you
All I want to say is loving you
Wiping away all of your tears, for you

Fallen angel kissed me, Holding my last breath.
Fallen angel cried for me.
~u, Anna Tsuchiya

Baby　この世界は
昨日とは違う
あなたのことしか見えない
Baby my wish on a wing
この空を裂いて
あふれる一つの言葉で

Baby　もう未来も
約束もいらない
あなたがそこにいるだけで
Baby my wish on a wing
この声を翔ばせ
ふるえる星を突き抜けて
~Wish, OLIVIA

君のことをいつも歌いたい
悲しい夜を温もりで満たして
愛を見つけて

~storia, Kalafina

Turn right

Life is sweet.
Life is great.
I'm happy.

I have nothing much to say lately except that it is finally going up hill... Finally. Last time it goes this way was end of 2008. Permit me to say "good times."
Although I have been sick for more than a week. Can't really get well if you don't go to the doctor.

For once in a long time I've finally made a decision what I want with my life... But I'll have to keep it a secret for now, hehe.

Job-hunting continues, there's a few hopefuls. I just wish I can get one.

BREAK DOWN THE WALSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS. Bye bye.

Random update?

I absolutely regret reading logs between us. But wherever that regret came from, it's because I have so much to gain and still so much to lose. I'm not sure about you anymore.

I don't blog anymore. I don't write out my feelings as much as I did anymore. I want to tell myself it is because I don't like people stalking me and looking straight into my mind. But the truth is that I'm just a bit lazy.

Yes I do like attention. Yes I do want people to understand what I feel. Yes I do care about what people think of me. I had this blog for a very sentimental reason - I want to be able to connect with my friends who doesn't have me on my LJ. I want to secretly lurk behind the shadows and know they're alright, without appealing so.

My arrogance and insecurity has pushed people out of my comfort zone. I don't really like that. I don't like the feeling of feeling superior. I don't like being mean. I don't like emotional violence.

I like chaos, I like a bit of rebel, I like a bit of colour. I like to follow my own rules, in my own world, tradition, and space. I always act out of self-interest, instead of for everyone else. I would go far beyond sanity just to see things in a differently order.

I would intentionally rebel just because I don't like the idea of leadership or for the sake of rebel for disrupting. I would pretend I do not care or tell lies to justify all my actions.

This is me, and I can't change it, and don't you change it.

But I miss my friends, and I miss you.

I'm sorry that you never stood by my side, because you would be the luckiest person if you had me.

I will never understand why I didn't do a lot of things when I could. Probably 2 years later from now, 10 years later from no.

But I understand one thing. I understand I will not change the way people make me. I will only change because I understand I won't.

Acceptance is by far your best friend and if you open your heart, there is where your treasure will lie.

(Please don't try to think what I wrote, it has no meaning. :P)

By the way.......... ECLIPSE SUCKS.

Dang

It's in the water baby
It's in the pills that pick you up
It's in the water baby
It's in the way we fuck.
~ Placebo, Post Blue

I swear I've been trying to write this for 20 times in the past month.
I've been procrastinating so much since the stupid ISPs of Malaysia never really gives me a choice of well-being. (YES I BLAME YOU)

I've trying to blog but I forgot how fun it was... I have 3 blogs now and I only update to those I want to share.

This blog is probably the most random and the most public I've ever had though.

Anyways. If you're 20 and you like a 17 year old girl, you ARE a pedophile if you're my best friend's ex boyfriend, simple as that.

Also isn't it ridiculous that you can't do anything at your own home?

Just some thoughts.

Don't you ever.
Don't you ever.
Lower yourself and forgetting all your standards.
Prince Charming.
Prince Charming.
Ridicule is nothing to be scared of.

I have a Twitter by the way.

Uhmmm <3

I couldn't emphasise more how much I should put an effort on blogging. I don't know if that's all I want to do, but if I want to remember some of my life, this is definitely the good way.
Even no one bothers anyway, it doesn't really bother me.

I'm talking about Friday anyways. It started out with the usual stunt: facebook, mail, twitter, msn, irc. And then I caught up with this Taiwanese website playing MAHJONG. I miss mahjong. But I lost the link... :P


I was determined to watch THE MOVIE I'VE BEEN TALKING ALL MONTH - The Time Traveler's Wife. (Please skip until the next asterik sign if you don't want no spoilers, yawg.)

Based on the novel of the same name by Audrey Neiaiosdaoiehger:


Movie poster:



Starring the ever lovable Rachel McAdams (SHE HAS RED HAIR IN THE MOVIE :D :D :D) and the man I found so irresistible since The Other Boleyn girl - Eric Bana.



There's something about this man. The look of his eyes, his real words, and his unpretentious generously handsome figure. You gotta love this man when you watch this movie. *sigh*

I just realised how much he looks like Ahnaf. (I still love you, ok) ♥

*melts*
*sighs*
*sighs and melts over and over again*

The movie was better than OK, it was very touching, for a normal audience. I am a bit unsatisfied to not see some characters like Ingrid (I'd like to see the visualisation of her) and Mrs. Kim. And I think Gomez looks like a fat person's dick. AND he doesn't smoke. What's up with that? And where's Mark and all the shiz. (I CANT FIND IT ON YOUTUBE ALSO.)

Yeah, but then I ended up crying once they started to talk about Alba. It was damn sad. And then that man has to die like shit. Blah. Fuck life. God if you exist you're a fucking cunt. >_>

Ok, getting too emooooooo. LET'S MOVE ON.


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Ahem, as usual, I'm supposed to meet Yvette down at KL because she's gonna watch a movie as well (2012, which sucks, imo, I wasn't looking forward to it AT ALL. The hype of the Arabians aaaapfft.), we hanged around and shiz.

Doing some important stuff, seeing some of her friends.

And something else so important it's beyond important than important. O_O (it's a secret that's not mine to share~) And camwhored.

(doesn't look like the usual me but DAMN THAT'S HOT. Not the kind of perception I would like to give people but oh well :x I get requests from Yvettez fb friend after she tagged me, I found out that after I approved them as friends.
Awkward.)

And walla, we're in Lot 10. And our guts tells us to buy Japanese food!!!!!

I love food. GALORE:

From top, left to right: Chicken noodle soup with prawns, VERY GOOD TAKOYAKI, potato wedges, and various kind of sushi.

And we go into the food court we've been trying to eat in.

No fuck, seriously, they finally finished renovating the goddamn food court. And it turns out to be a overly designed place that looks like a transparent maze that no one has any idea how to move within it.

Imagine when it's packed customers are gonna be pushy since no one knows where they're going.

But other than that it looks great.

We settled down, and as we waitz fer the foodz we cam whorez again.


Lol! I'm addicted to taking pictures. And since it was dress appropriately... Why not. x)


We parted our ways approx 6.30pm. And I wonder what I should do.


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All I could think was "ERICBANA ERICBANA ERICBANA ERICBANA ERICBANA ERICBANA ERICBANA ERICBANA ERICBANA ERICBANA ERICBANA ERICBANA ERICBANA ERICBANA ERICBANA ERICBANA ERICBANA" anyways. Lol. >_>

So I called up my boy when we were hanging around doing dsrszbznz, hanged up. And again in borders inside Time Square. He said he'll prolly be free after 7.30? So we agreed we'd meet @ 7.30 at the train station near my house.

I strolled into Starbucks (having too lazy to do anything that requires backbone sitting) and I ordered my Citrus Crush and sat there trying to surf and download stuff from my iPod touch, and for the last 30 minutes I have only been able to browse facebook and Cittagazze.

When it reached 7pm I abandoned that sad little place and go to the train station so I could go home.

I reached @ 7.30pm.
And sat down.
Gave a call. He said he's just showering.
Ok....
8pm - "I'm in LRT"
8.30pm - "I'm still in LRT"
9.00pm - "The train is arriving in 2 minutes, so that and 2 stations I'll be seeing you"

I can't believe I waited 1 and half hour, LOL. All I did was play Tap Tap Revenge until my fingers are tired, ate an ice cream, and count how much rounds did the jogger circle.

And then my magic man appeared. Dress is long-sleeved black and shorts are his signature, the unshaven face so messed. I'm a high school girl, falling heads over heels upon this man. His charm I can never resist.

Oh god, please don't let him leave me.

We had a wonderful night. It's just a dinner and whatever, but it doesn't matter. We talk about my birthday and stuff about his family, and sex, and many weird questions. Until we bumped into an old co-worker we knew.

Ah. Being with him is all I need and care now!

When I reached home I can't stop thinking of him. He texted me all night long and I stayed up until late (Insomniac by love, how wonderful is that?) and I fell asleep with a smile.

I can never forget that feeling of satisfaction when I woke up and find myself smiling.