Woo-hoo!
Posted on: November 17, 2008
I’m actually in the middle of packing my bags and moving to:
http://www.theonelove.org/thecarmenata
CHECK ME OUT THERE!
The Ghost
Posted on: November 13, 2008
When someone compliments you behind your back, it is unbelievable, yet not something that goes unappreciated.
When someone talks bad about you behind your back, that’s so effing normal.
When no one bothers to even talk about you or notice your presence, that’s when you start to worry.
Have a nice day.
Almond Muffins
Posted on: November 12, 2008
I am overwhelmed by a wave of pessimistic emotions as I type. How satirical – as though that is anything new.
1. There are times when someone goes an extra mile to do something extraordinary for me that is utterly stunning and it provokes a stream of endless questions which are, as comforted by my conscience, more often that not completely unnecessary. Nevertheless, it does not help to do away with this discomfort. In other words, my conscience is a useless confidante.
2. There are also times when someone goes an extra mile to stir this mixture of hatred I had always tried to bury deep within myself and makes me want to rip them into shreds. Oh, the irony! They think themselves smart as to disturb moi. Have it not been for the thought of karma running through my mind, I would have definitely make them suffer.
So, here’s a question which I have been asking over a period of time and has yet to find an answer: What makes me the target of everything?
Referring to point number two, the people in question are opportunists finding for a slot to shift nonsensical blames unto me. It makes me think that their lives are so nondescript as to want to find fault with my friends and I. Should I be a boy, YOU would get a black eye by now. But fuck, I shall keep my hands to myself.
You Can!
Posted on: November 11, 2008
- In: Music
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Since WordPress doesn’t seem to be able to support imeem (gosh!), click here to listen to that oh-so-beautiful song!
Guess what?
Nah, you can’t guess. Because I’m too crazy for anyone to do so. I still can’t get over the fact that a small fraction of Malaysian fans received Archie’s album earlier than some of the fans in the States.
My most favourite track is a wonderful romantic ballad that melts hearts the way ice does butter. The paradox being that ice cannot melt butter, so you can presume how amazing it is … to me.
The insert has no lyrics, so I had to decipher it by ear. Oh! the crazy things people do for that painfully beautiful voice and cute face.
Take me where I’ve never been
Help me on my feet again
Show me that good things come to those who wait
Tell me I’m not on my own
Tell me I won’t be alone
Tell me what I’m feeling isn’t some mistake
‘Cause if anyone can make me fall in love
You can
Save me from myself, you can
And it’s you and no one else
If I could wish upon tomorrow
Tonight would never end
If you ask me I would follow
For now I’ll just pretend
‘Cause if anyone can make me fall in love
You can
Baby when you look at me
Tell me what do you see
Are these the eyes of someone you could love?
‘Cause everything that brought me here
Well now it all seems so clear
Baby you’re the one that
I’ve been dreaming of
If anyone can make me fall in love
You can
Save me from myself, you can
And it’s you and no one else
If I could wish upon tomorrow
Tonight would never end
If you ask me I would follow
But for now I’ll just pretend
‘Cause if anyone can make me fall in love
Only you can take me
Sailing in your deepest eyes
Bring me
To my knees and make me cry
And no one’s ever done this
Everything was just a lie
And I know
Yes I know
This is where it all begins
So tell me it will never end
I can’t fool myself
It’s you and no one else
If I could wish upon tomorrow
Tonight would never end
If you ask me I would follow
But for now I’ll just pretend
If anyone can make me fall in love
You can
Show me that good things come to those who wait
I would have certainly cried my eyes off had the song been dedicated to me, but since it’s not, I shall just spectate in jealousy from a distance far away. Haha! I know you can’t hear how angelic his voice is by just reading these lyrics, so when I get back home later I’ll find my way to post it up. -dies and goes to heaven listening to a voice so beautiful-
David Archuleta‘s self-titled debut album was supposed to arrive on November 11. I had even planned to skip school in order to personally receive it from the postman himself. Apparently, it arrived on November 8, which happened to be just a few hours ago, when I was headed out to the mall.
Darn.
The album was pre-ordered a few days ago, and it was beyond my expectation that it happened to be sent this soon. Then again, it was a local delivery . . .
So, after the seemingly arduous wait, I am finally fifteen, for it is finally November 9.
But, within two or so months, some of my friends will turn sixteen. Gosh, this is annoying.
Nevertheless, I express my gratitude to nine people whose presence today made my early birthday celebration as memorable as it can possibly be: Su Ann, Su Lin, Hui Mei, Marcus, Amelia, Vivien, Sylvia, Wai Lean and David Archuleta. Hearing your voice brought the most bliss today, and that is saying a lot considering the fact that I had most fun today.
I have always treated birthdays with indifference but it is the people with whom you’d spent the day that makes everything memorable. I thank you again and again.
Lalala.
P.S. A big thanks to everyone for the wishes too!
Stitches You Can’t Cross
Posted on: November 1, 2008
I have been trying hard to be relatively productive.
But up to date, I’d spent my time watching movies on-and-offline, playing GH3, listening to Disney soundtracks on Youtube, reading a few pages of of this and that book and then lose interest, some cross-stitch and fixing the tuning of my cello.
My room is a pig-sty, minus the stench.
My birthday is eight days away, but my school orchestra has a concert to play on that very same night. I felt like throwing up on whoever it was that orchestrated the MBS dinner and invited us for a whimsical performance on that particular night. You can’t have worse timing than this!
Dang.
I. Are. Depressed.
It Tears Me Up Inside To See You
Posted on: October 26, 2008
- In: Bands | Body & Soul
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I am positive that most of you have heard of Simple Plan‘s Save You, which was inspired by Pierre’s brother, Jay, who was diagnosed with non-Hodgkin’s lymphatic cancer three years ago. To put it on a happier note, Jay emerged winner after a two-year battle.
Due to this, the Simple Plan Foundation now directs their donations to cancer charities as well as other charitable organizations which the boys have been supporting.
Click here to view Pierre and Jay’s story about his battle with cancer.
Here’s the lyrics to the song:
Take a breath
I pull myself together
Just another step till I reach the door
You’ll never know the way it tears me up inside to see you
I wish that I could tell you something
To take it all away
Sometimes I wish I could save you
And there’re so many things that I want you to know
I won’t give up till it’s over
If it takes you forever I want you to know
When I hear your voice
Its drowning in a whisper
It’s Just skins and bones
There’s nothing left to take
No matter what I do I can’t make you feel better
If only I could find the answer
To help me understand
Sometimes I wish I could save you
And there’re so many things that I want you to know
I wont give up till it’s over
If it takes you forever I want you to know
That if you fall, stumble down
I’ll pick you up off the ground
If you lose faith in you
I’ll give you strength to pull through
Tell me you won’t give up cause I’ll be waiting if you fall
Oh you know I’ll be there for you
(Ahahaha)
If only I could find the answer
To take it all away
Sometimes i wish i could save you
And there’re so many things that I want you to know
I wont give up till it’s over
If it takes you forever I want you to know
(Oh)
I wish I could save you
I want you to know
(Ohohh)
I wish I could save you (oh)
A Shot of Cosmopolitan
Posted on: October 24, 2008
Our school counsellor thought it was necessary to provide us (the third formers) with basic sex education, seeing that we’re now under 16, and still illegal. The fact that she wasn’t one of those heinously prim and proper ladies made it easier for us to open up to her and discuss the issues that most would consider to be relatively embarrassing. Half of what she said weren’t matters that were alien to some of us, but she managed to establish our er, knowledge.
It made us realize that we need to be more responsible, and sex is not something you take lightly of. While it is the norm of our society to preserve the moral values which our ancestors had molded within us, the cracks are beginning to show. Our self-respect and careless attitude towards matters as such are crumbling.
We DO need to grow up, mentally.
Somehow, having sex with any random person isn’t considered as a part of growing up. At least that’s what I think. It is easy to adapt the misconception that I am conservative, because I am. But that doesn’t mean I scorn people who have committed pre-marital sex. I just believe that you need to truly know what it is exactly that you’re doing, with whom you’re doing, and of course, the consequences. Guys may have nothing to lose, but the girls are the ones who end up with that bulging belly with another life in it.
Some people may not give a damn, and some people may tell you to wait until you’ve found the right one. But whatever you choose, the decision is yours to make.
The Kang Yean Dictionary
Posted on: July 22, 2008
- In: Teenagers
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I have no idea why we are doing this when we should be studying, but for the sake of torturing Kang Yean and Su Lin, here it is! The LKY Dictionary, created for YSL by her dear friends. =]
(In case you’re in the dark, the ones above are proper, while the ones below have been modified for pure entertainment purposes.)
Curry Mee
KANGry Mee
Hokkien Mee
HokYEAN Mee
LAM Mee
(no difference)
Cancer
KANGcer
Counsellor
KANGsellor
Chemotherapy
KANGmotherapy
Anchovies (English)
KANG hu kia (Hokkien)
KANGkung
(a type of Chinese veg)
KANGaroo
KANG
(in Chinese, it brings two meanings: 1) hole; 2) empty)
Did I miss out anything?
Geez.
I seriously can’t remember.
And bear in mind that I came up with KANGcer and KANGmotherapy.
So cute ain’t it?!
My source of inspiration, of course, is Su Lin herself –
she diagnosed Ames with MARCatitis.
I’ll add more to the list once creative people like my gang and I can come up with more words. =D
P.S. I’m so dead, aren’t I?
Torn Straitjacket 