Month: October 2009

Oh my Gosh. That was so funny. Poor Taylor, though.

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Ohmygodohmygod. It’s the most hilarious blog I’ve ever seen.

Epic Fail Pictures and Videos of Owned, Pwned and Fail Moments. You guys have just saved me from everlasting boredom.

I cannot get through one day without you nagging at my thoughts. Please, can’t you just STOP IT? You may not know it, but you probably do, that you’re driving me nuts every single day. Yes, you’re awesome, you’re great, that doesn’t mean you have to torture me with all your amazing virtues or whatnot! Because of you, my life has been in turmoil ever since. Wouldn’t it be so good if you just BACKED OFF for once? Fine, you can choose to chide me under your breath or even call me names, but JUST STOP FREAKING BUGGING ME. That is all I ask of you. Just this once. Let me enjoy my holidays for once, and when we meet again, I hope things will change for the better, though I highly doubt so. At least let me forget you, and we’ll all get on with our stupid lives and die faster.

Sounds like a plan? IT’S A GOOD ONE. YOU BETTER.

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I woke up in an exuberant mood, thinking, it’s the last day of finals! And did everything to accentuate on my elation. I braided my hair and wore my glasses to school, and received quite a load of comments from my friends which made my cheeks turn slightly pink.

Okay, so, first subject: KHB.

Everything was alright until Teacher ShaZu told us a heart-gripping news. I won’t tell what happened, because I promised myself not to scare myself by repeating history again. So then, everytime we crossed the sick bay during recess, it sent shivers crawling all over my skin.

After recess, the least important event turned into the most significant, followed by the hair-raising, fear-strickening surprise that totally blew me off the cliff, and I wasn’t even able to regain myself in time.

As stated, my lips are sealed, but what I would conclude though, is that even though you pray for something to spice up your tedious life for once, the surprise may not be something good. That’s when the real surprise trudges in.

What a hell of a day.

*squeals*

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Oh, God. I’m getting mad by repeating my own tags. XD

1. Put your iTunes/Napster/Zune Player/WinAmp/etc on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. You must write that song name down no matter how silly it sounds!
4. Tag 10 or more friends who might enjoy doing this as well as the person you got it from.

IF SOMEONE SAYS “IS THIS OKAY” YOU SAY?
Again Again -Lady Gaga
(“…and again, please repeat the question?” (: )

WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?
It’s Not A Fashion Statement, It’s A Death Wish -My Chemical Romance
(Ow. Harsh.)

WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
Check Yes Juliet -We The Kings
(Check. YES! (: )

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE’S PURPOSE?
Boys Boys Boys -Lady Gaga
(Um. En. Oh. NO.)

WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?
Love Story -Taylor Swift
(Pretty sentimental much?)

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
Where Is The Love -Black Eyed Peas
( I’m here!! (:)

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
The Little Things -Colbie Caillat
(That too. (: )

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
Gotta Find You -Joe Jonas
(I’ve already found her. <3)

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Decode -Paramore
(My thoughts you can’t decode? )

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
Pieces Of Me -Ashlee Simpson
(I’m torn?)

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
Beauty In Walking Away -Marie Digby
(I kinda agree with the ‘Beauty’, not the ‘Walking Away’ part.)

WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Miss Independent -Kelly Clarkson
(I’m not bi!  )

WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
So Yesterday -Hilary Duff
(Harsh! (: )

WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
Right Here, Right Now -HSM
(Appropriate much. )

WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
Big Girls Don’t Cry -Fergie
(Don’y cry at my funeral. Serious.)

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
Overrated -Ashley Tisdale
(How is reading overrated in Malaysia?)

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
Ever Ever After- Jordan Pruitt
(I believe in ‘Happily Ever After’? I don’t. )

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
Shut Up And Drive -Rihanna
(Haha. Friends ain’t no chaffeurs.)

WHAT’S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?
Do It -Nelly Furtado
(Dunno?)

HOW WILL YOU DIE?
Realize -Colbie Caillat
(When I realize I’m…bi? *shudder*  )

WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?
I Got Nerve -Hannah Montana
(I don’t regret that.)

WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?
Fifteen -Taylor Swift
(Being fifteen makes me CRY.)

WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?
Piece Of Your Heart -Natasha Bedingfield
(Lol.)

WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?
No Time For Tears -Ashlee Simpson
(Yeah, so you better get married. NOW.)

WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?
Murder -Ashlee Simpson
(True!)

DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?
Fly On The Wall -Miley Cyrus
(I hate flies.)

WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?
Chariot -Gavin DeGraw
(??)

WHAT WILL YOU RE-POST THIS AS?
You And Me -Lifehouse

By Sarah!

1. Put your iTunes/Napster/Zune Player/WinAmp/etc on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. You must write that song name down no matter how silly it sounds!
4. Tag 10 or more friends who might enjoy doing this as well as the person you got it from.

IF SOMEONE SAYS “IS THIS OKAY” YOU SAY?
If You Seek Amy -Britney Spears
(Who’s Amy? o.O )

WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?
With You -Chris Brown
(Haha. Awh. Romantic, mmyeah?)

WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
I Don’t Have To Try -Avril Lavigne
(Hellz yeah. )

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE’S PURPOSE?
My BFF -Paris Hilton
(Um. My best friend’s my life. Yup.)

WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?
Play That Funky Music -Adam Lambert
(WHOAZ YEAH!! )

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
Walk Away -Kelly Clarkson
( WHY??)

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
Time’s Up -Ashley Tisdale
(Couldn’t be any truer.)

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
We Cry -The Script
(We cry togetha. BFFs foreva.)

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Ice Cream Freeze -Hannah Montana
(Um. You’re sweet like ice-cream? )

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
I Caught Myself -Paramore
(Hm. Pretty much.)

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
Homeless -Leona Lewis
(Jeesh. Definitely not!)

WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Please Don’t Leave Me -Pink
(I’m so perverse.  )

WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Crazier -Taylor Swift
(Really? Gosh.)

WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
Voice On The Radio -Marie Digby
(I love that song! <3)

WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
Behind These Hazel Eyes -Kelly Clarkson
(A pop song at my funeral? Beats me.)

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
Come Back To Me -Vanessa Hudgens
(Play the boomerang, perhaps?)

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
My Heart -Paramore
(True. )

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
Start of Something New -HSM
(Tee hee.)

WHAT’S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?
Dirty Little Secret -The All-American Rejects
(Shh. It’s a secret.)

HOW WILL YOU DIE?
Hold On -Jonas Brothers
(Guess I don’t wanna die after all.  )

WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?
Famous Last Words -My Chemical Romance
(LAWL. )

WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?
Rumors -Lindsay Lohan
(Definitely doesn’t.)

WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?
Hasta La Vista -Camp Rock
(I hate goodbyes.)

WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?
Anything -Jojo
(Yeah, I’ll just follow whatever life thrusts at me.)

WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?
Paint Me In Your Sunshine -Marie Digby
(Most definitely not!)

DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?
Trouble Is A Friend -Lenka
(I love Trouble.)

WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?
I Am Me -Ashlee Simpson
(Probably right.)

WHAT WILL YOU RE-POST THIS AS?
Disco Heaven -Lady Gaga

YOU’RE TAGGED!

1. Sasha
2. Rachel
3. Daniel
4. Laila
5. Neinei
6. Ching Jou
7. Chrissy
8. Yi Hong
9. 2 ESS!! (:
10. ME AGAIN! (I ❤ this tag.)

GOOD LUCK!

…that the end of the world is coming.

Okay, I’m not depressed -maybe a teeny bit, though- and I’m certainly not a psychic, but Earth’s mad at us right now, so you can’t say she’s not thinking about payback time. Who knows? Maybe Martians are on her speed dial, and she’s ready to call them anytime now to invade our beautiful, precious little Earth and send us to out doomsday.

There’s no guarantee.

Let’s count, shall we?

Perhaps we can go way back till year 2004, when the term ‘Tsunami’ was known to the citizens of Malaysia. We were stunned -and fascinated, too- when a layer of white substance was seen above the sea surface. Of course, everyone started to fish out their cameras and snap away, except for a few experienced tourists who were wise enough to sprint from the spot at the sight of the tidal wave. Whoop-de-da, in the end, quite a few drowned in the waves and Malaysians were no longer safe and sound from natural disasters.

Then there was this flood at my suburb, say…three years ago? Can’t quite remember. Anyway, it happened all so fast, and we only had about three hours to pack everything before the water came. Mum and Dad moved all the furniture up the stairs and we drove -through the water, yep- to my uncle’s house to stay for approximately a week before the water subsided. It was December then. My school was flooded too, in the classrooms, everything. Luckily, when we went home, not a single drop of liquid reached the threshold and my parents had to move everything back again.

So yeah, I’m quite an ignorant person, so I’m not wholly aware of anything else on the news for the past few years, until 2008, when an earthquake broke out in Sichuan, China. God, it was terrible. Everyday, news about the disaster would play on the tv screen, a gruesome sight.

Oh, and now we press the fast forward  button.

To this year. First, there’s the earthquake and Padang. The whole place looked exactly like a dump. And they simply had to print out pictures of crying -and bloody- babies on the front page of The Star. Jeez. Then, whoop-de-do, the earthquake brought Tsunami to Samoa. Poor island. Well, you know what Tsunamis are like. Si Em said there was even a second Tsunami at the island. Again, poor Samoa.

Travelling north, we reach at the Phillipines, where they meet Typhoon Kesna -or something like that, anyway- and there was a terrible flood that claimed the lives of many. Typhoon Parma hit the country last night, and I can’t even imagine what will happen to the Filipinos.

A friend of mine said that we’re all going to die in 2012. Seriously, I’m only Form 5! SPM and world apocalypse. Perhaps I would opt for the latter. At least I don’t have to squeeze my brain to achieve that.

Unpretty -TLC

I wish i could tie you up in my shoes
Make you feel unpretty too
I was told I was beautiful
But what does that mean to you
Look into the mirror who’s inside there
The one with the long hair
Same old me again today (yeah)

My outsides are cool
My insides are blue
Every time I think i’m through
It’s because of you
I’ve tried different ways
But its all the same
At the end of the day
I have my self to blame
I’m just trippin

You can buy your hair if it won’t grow
You can fix your nose if he says so
You can buy all the make-up
that M.AC. can make
But if you can’t look inside you
Find out who am I too
Be in a position to make me feel
So damn unpretty
I’ll make you feel unpretty too

Never insecure until I met you
Now I’m bein stupid
I used to be so cute to me
Just a little bit skinny
Why do I look to all these things
To keep you happy
Maybe get rid of you
And then i’ll get back to me (hey)

My outsides looks cool
My insides are blue
Everytime I think I’m through
It’s because of you
I’ve tried different ways
But it’s all the same
At the end of the day
I have myself to blame
Keep on trippin

You can buy your hair if it won’t grow
You can fix your nose if he says so
You can buy all the make-up
that M.A.C can make
But if you can look inside you
Find out who am I too
Be in a position to make me feel
So damn unpretty

Bird of the Summer -A Fine Frenzy

You came with the season, as the first swallow sang
A brown headed stranger, with a five-letter name

We planted our kisses where the wild berries grow my feet sprouted wings and I flew all the way home dooodoodoo

My cheeks red like fire engines racing straight to the heat of your skin and I know our days are numbered, early bird of the summer you’ll fly south just as the fall begins

The leaves changed their colors and the schoolyards were filled
My coat with the patches barely keeps out the chill dooo

You sent me a postcard from a town out of state, I wish it were warmer and I hope you’re the same doopdoodoo

The fields where we wandered were golden
Now only muddy my boots and I know I should recover, you’re a bird of the summer, I was wrong to try and capture you

Flight
Flight

Gone is the pale hand of winter
Here is the first flush of may

And soon I will discover whether birds of the summer fly in circles or just fly away

Avalanche -Marie Digby

[Verse 1]
Since when do you come around?
And the temperature’s changed, nothing’s the same
Left me, in yesterday;
You don’t see me that way, touch me that way, no more..
When you get so cold, I’m not sure just how much longer I can hold..

[Pre-Chorus]
You got me standing at the bottom of this mountain that we’ve made (mountain that we’ve made)
And the ground is shaking from all of our mistakes (all of our mistakes)
But there’s no one, but then the ice is in our way
It’s a matter of time,
We can rewind

[Chorus]
If only you knew,
Why my heart is through for you
I’m tryna break through,
Don’t you think it’s worth the chance?
Let’s leave the past, is that too much to ask?
And where do we stand? (Where do we stand?)

Can we pull through this avalanche? (avalanche, avalanche, oh, this avalanche, avalanche, avalanche)
Can we pull through this avalanche? (avalanche, avalanche, yeah, this avalanche, avalanche, avalanche, ooooh)

[Verse 2]
We see what’s up ahead
Why do we stay?
Watching us fading
Trapped in by regret
There’s no way out, and there’s no way in, no
And it’s so cold, I’m not sure just how much longer I can hold

[Pre-Chorus]
You got me standing at the bottom of this mountain that we’ve made (mountain that we’ve made)
And the ground is shakin’, from all of our mistakes (all of our mistakes)
But there’s no one, but then the ice is in our way
It’s a matter of time, we can rewind

[Chorus]
If only you knew,
Why my heart is through for you
I’m tryna break through,
Don’t you think it’s worth the chance?
Let’s leave the past,
Is that too much to ask?
And where do we stand? (Where do we stand?)

Can we pull through this avalanche? (avalanche, avalanche, oh, this avalanche, avalanche, avalanche)
Can we pull through this avalanche? (avalanche, avalanche, yeah, this avalanche, avalanche, avalanche, ooooh)

[Brigde]
The bond is breaking and it’s taking over my spirit (quickly, quickly)
Something’s shifted, have we drifted too far apart now?

[Chorus]
If you, oh,
If only you knew,
Why my heart is through for you
I’m tryna break through,
Don’t you think it’s worth the chance?
Let’s lead the past,
Is that too much to ask?
And where do we stand? (Where do we stand?)

Can we pull through this avalanche? (avalanche, avalanche, oh, this avalanche, avalanche, avalanche)
Can we pull through this avalanche? (avalanche, avalanche, yeah, this avalanche, avalanche, avalanche, ooooh)
Avalanche

Look at the man
with the smile on his face
Looks like he’s always feelin’ good
Sometimes
you might want to take his place
and sometimes
I think that you would

You guys know me. How am I? An angel?
Naughty, perhaps? Quiet, peaceful?
I’ve always seen myself as loud and noisy,
otherwise cheerful and bubbly.
Things were fine back then.

When the sun is goin’ down
and there is no place to hide
Even in the brightest light
you might lean toward
the darker side

Thing is, what’s the matter with the world
these days? Full of death, violence,
nightmares, traumas that happily tear
away the facade of belonging and happiness
I possess. They come a-running,
crushing you flat in the process,
pilfering all your bliss, turning them
into hatred and anger.

Look at the people,
they learn how to lie so easy
They learn how to lie to get
what they need
and after they got
what they needed
It turns into
a simple case of greed

When you’ve seen so much, it’s hard to
be the innocent child you were then.
Happy days, all gone.
Delightful surprises, zilch.
Casual pleasures, void.
This is what my world has become.

When they no longer feel ashamed
and they’ve lost all sense of pride
Misery loves company
and it’s lonely
on the darker side

The new blog changes is pretty
much self explanatory.
We fly high, and end up
on the ground eventually.

And when the party is over
and the music has died
You’ll be dancin’ to the music, baby
somewhere on the darker side

We all belong to the dark side.
The evil, the cruel, the merciless.
We all have them in us,
what differs is their quantity in us.
How bad are you?
How evil are you?
How ruthless are you?

Somewhere on the darker side

We’re all villians, anyway.
Why hide?

Based on a true story. 

I was having a horrifying nightmare that made me toss and turn in my bed –until the sudden knock of my forehead against the concrete wall beside my bed interrupted it. Realising I was perspiring profusely and soaking my pyjamas in sweat, I wiped away the beads of perspiration from my forehead and sat up on my bed, heaving a loud sigh. Despite the faint, throbbing ache that started to sprout from the spot where I knocked my head, I was incredibly relieved that the abrupt bang against the wall woke me up from my grotesque nightmare that somehow involved Photobucket rejecting my membership. Chiding myself for being addicted to the computer, I fell back into a dazed sleep, but not without a faint ringing sound of a telephone echoing in the dim corners of my mind.    

Thinking that the peculiar sound was a result of hitting my head against the wall or having a dream about massacres, I ignored the niggling and annoying din and allowed my lids to cover my eyes, sending me back to dreamland, where, I hoped, carnages would be replaced by balloons and candies. 

The mental telephone stopped ringing eventually, and I felt myself fall into a calm rest. Then, just as soon as it halted, the sound returned again, only this time, it was making itself heard by the familiar ding dong of a doorbell. Frowning, I switched on the lamp on my bedside table and peered at my digital clock, which showed three glowing red digits: 6.00a.m.

A question mark rose in my head. Why would anyone want to find us in such wee hours of the morning? Following in the wake of that scepticism is the dawn of realisation that something terrible is waiting just downstairs, because if someone were to come over so early in the morning, it would only be a) a burglar b) someone coming to tell us something urgent, which is also something drastic to earn our attention even with our eyes closed. Groggily, I called for my Dad -oh yeah, I’m sharing a room with my parents. Coward me.- saying there was someone at the door, but not without a returning unbelieving glance.

I heard Dad open the door and two familiar voices echoing in the living room. With a jolt, I realised it was Uncle Garrett and his wife. Mum got up too, and so I followed suit, curiosity getting the better of me. I followed Mum out of the room, staggering a little from fatigue. Before I had the chance to trascend down the stairs, Mum stopped me, which added the weight to my apprehension and curiosity. Too tired to argue, I obeyed, but instead of going back into the room, I stayed at my initial spot and eavesdropped.

Okay, I know that was dishonest of me, but it was family matters, and mind you, I was part of it.

Frozen on the spot and careful not to make any noise at all, I heard Uncle Garrett speaking in hush tones, and what he said sent a pang into my gut and a dizzy whirl of terror across my brain. “Sam’s charged for doing drugs.” Uncle Sam was a drug addict, which perhaps wasn’t very surprising after all considering his bad rep among Mum’s siblings, but the idea of someone getting sent to lockup was terrifying. Mum was asking for all the gory details, and realising that I couldn’t continue hearing anymore, I sneaked back into the room and laid there, whirring in and out of slumber as a thousand contradictions wavered in my mind. I noticed Mum entering but apparently the thought wasn’t fully registered in my brain.

Thirty minutes whizzed past, but it felt like years, an illusion caused by the turmoil I was experiencing. Soon, it was time for school. “Melanie, up.” I obeyed and got up, changed into my uniform and proceeded to school, the setting so familiar that it was almost impossible to imagine that something horrible just happened half an hour ago. Right then, everything seemed so surreal.

It wasn’t right.

It wasn’t right.

I alighted from the car and entered the school building, greeting my friends Cecily and Audra as I passed them.

It wasn’t right.

That statement was confirmed in my mind, and forever will be imprinted in there, a painful memory that will claim my happiness forever. I responded with an equally simple sentence.

Everything won’t be alright.

Written by: Michelle Teoh
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