Your Guardian Angel - Red Jumpsuit Apparatus

MY SONG OF THE WEEK

I shall give you evidence that zac efron is a heartthrob:

I'll be jamming the whole tagboard if I reply everyone's so it shall be here.

You know those times when you're alone at home and the wind is howling against your balcony door and you stand by the railing looking at the world while your dog is trying to bite your leg? Yup, it's one of those times for me.


honeychubbybutt is now breathing into my pants. He is super adorable while he is sleeping.

Just a little update.

Colours Of The Wind - Vanessa WilliamsYou think you own whatever land you land on
The Earth is just a dead thing you can claim
But I know every rock and tree and creature
Has a life, has a spirit, has a name

You think the only people who are people
Are the people who look and think like you
But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger
You'll learn things you never knew you never knew

Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon
Or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned?
Can you sing with all the voices of the mountains?
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?

Come run the hidden pine trails of the forest
Come taste the sunsweet berries of the Earth
Come roll in all the riches all around you
And for once, never wonder what they're worth

The rainstorm and the river are my brothers
The heron and the otter are my friends
And we are all connected to each other
In a circle, in a hoop that never ends

How high will the sycamore grow?
If you cut it down, then you'll never know

Found something on Jerald's blog and since I am horribly bored I shall entertain you.

FavouritesSometimes love can hit you every day
Sometimes you can fall for everyone you see
But only one can really make me stay
A sign from the sky
Said to me

You're one in a million
You're once in a lifetime
You made me discover one of the stars above us

I've been looking for that special one
And I've been searching for someone to give my love
And when I thought that all the hope was gone
A smile, there you were and I was gone

I always will remember how I felt that day
A feeling indescribable to me
Yeah
I always knew there was an answer for my prayer
And you, you're the one for me

In the beginning I was cool and everything was possible
They tried to catch me but it was impossible
No one could hurt me it was my game
Until I met you baby and you were the same
And when you didn't want me I wanted you because
The funny thing about it is I liked the show
I like it when its difficult
I like it when its hard
Then you know its worth it
That you found your heart

Have You Ever - S Club 7

You know what, I still can post with the colours. Which, is a great thing, because I'm getting all kinds of feelings.

OMG YOU KNOW WHAT MY BLOGGER IS FINALLY LETTING ME COLOUR MY POST.


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There's something scary about moving.
Being the person to leave instead of watching other people leave. Being the person who accepts farewell parties, who people cling on and cry and say I'll be missed. Being the person who walks away leaving twenty of my loved ones while each of the twenty only watch me leaving, alone.
There's a difference, you know? Between watching someone leave and leaving yourself.
I've watched people leave me so many times. Thought I'd be numb by now but doesn't turn out that way. I've only left twice (BS and mom) but I've watched people leave me countless times and the feeling wasn't very great. When you watch people leave you there's a certain helplessness within, that keeps your arms by your side, your feet rooted to the ground, your heart heavy. You can't think, but neither can you act, neither can you tug on her arm to please stay, because... well, because you can't.
Anyone up for anything like that?
*shrugs*
(if I do the asterisk thing, I'M REALLY SHRUGGING)
*rolls eyes*
Oh my, very lame.
I shall tell you the story of Super Crazy Guitarman!
So tonight my brother and I were feeling super duper bored so we decided to go online on addictinggames.com (a site he found) and hotbargames.com (from me) to playyyy! After a few boring games plus one that included me killing pirates with a baby who found gold and diamonds while digging at the beach (the baby's name was SIMON) we found the intresting game of SUPER CRAZY GUITARMAN. It was jamming! Which I vividly remember my adorable chloe-owner roommate Chern Tze doing at ungodly hours on her computer. I tried out 2 easy songs and then I got hooked and we even tried to synchronise the starting of the song, lol.
So after half an hour, our mother decides to check on us, so she comes into the room and stares at our computers (my brother was using her mac and I was using mine) and she decided that HEY THAT IS SO MUCH FUN and abruptly sat on a chair next to me and started to try it out. After one song she got addicted too LOL and we started COMPETING (i didn't know we could compete, that was actually HER idea).
My mom is so lame sometimes. D;
Oh and THAT (D;) is Daniel's new smiley. Well not really a smiley I mean it's not smiling. It looks weird but oh well I found it amusing so now I'm using :o (my retarded face) :\ (my confused/pondering face) ;D (my normal happy smiling cheeky SMILEY) and D; (Daniel's, weirdlookingmouth thing). Good set, actually.
Anyway, back to SUPER CRAZY GUITARMAN.
If you have medium to fast speed internet, you might want to check it out at http://www.addictinggames.com/supercrazy2.html otherwise, you might as well forget about loading it.

Damn fun. Now I shall go listen to more and more and more Kelly Clarkson (someone, bestow me with CDs) and FRAN if you read this before you read your tagboard (which i highly doubt), CALL ME when you are settled at home back here, my number is on your tagboard WE HAVE TO GO TO TA TOGETHER ONE DAY.

Okay I'm a bit unstably hyper so yeah gotta go.

P.S I'm getting a golden retriever. Puppy. Male, I think. I think I'm going to name him Pepper ;D

You know, I got so bored today, I started typing in random urls and see where they led me to and I found pretty interesting ones.
You should try it someday.
Anyway I'm in Jakarta and I've got the whole day to stay home and be a pig, so I guess I'm just wasting my time and dropping in randomly to say hello? I swear, I am going to grow fat and fatter if I go on like this. I need to play tennis and swim and badminton and running and stop myself from eating so many potato chips. I am so bent on slimming I don't care if I can't take anymore cheese.
Wait actually I do mind.
I know some people'll think of Jakarta as an EXOTIC location where there are like, sunny beaches and hammocks on trees but well, sorry to disappoint you. All I see outside my window now is dilapidated houses and the only places I go around here are basically the mall, the mall or the mall. Or the cafe near the unclean beach where my aunt lives which has great atmosphere minus the mosquitoes and serves lovely ice cream on freshly baked waffles, but that is like two hours away ON CAR so forget it since my mom has the driver who is half an hour away.
Oh my God is it me or am I just being stupid cause shut up, this whole post makes sense in my mind.
This is how bored I am. I need to like, go bowling. Oh my God yeah go bowling. I need to go bowling.
I just did a blogthings quiz and my true love's name is ALEXANDER X.
HAHAHAHAH who's name is ALEXANDER X come and find me!

I was thinking of doing a long list of dedications but then again I don't have time so i shall just spit it out at one go!

I LOVE:

CONVERSATIONALISTS
PRIL SIMMY PRIS

NANHUARIANS (WHAHAHHA THEY HATE ME NOW)
DANIEL SARAH JERALD

BREAKFAST
FRAN KRIS JESS

TWO OH FOUR
YINGTING EL KATHYCHU
and THE WHOLE CLASS

EXROOMMATES
LUCY CHERNTZE KAINI

ONEOHFOUR
(if you're in 2/4 and 1/4 you are doubly loved ;D)

AND MORE.
(above not in any order)

whahhaha watch out for dedications by email.
okay byebye am going to listen to lemon tree.

I found this! No matter what just keep clicking on the red dot. Don't give up!



Put The Big Red Button on your site

I hate it when I don't even know what I'm feeling.
I hate people reeling me in and then casting me back out again.
I hate that my heart's so full I'm not even hungry anymore and then i don't even eat.
I hate it that I won't tell other people what I really feel because I'm afraid of what's after.
I hate rules that I have to follow and when I break them the hypocrites who tell me that there are second chances punish me.
I hate that I have to be nice and say okay to everything because saying no sucks.
I hate it that my room is so plainly white.
I hate everything that makes me feel so mellow, so miserable. I'm dying because of one person, and I hate that because I'm supposed to be me, and I'm supposed to love myself regardless of what others think. But I'm dizzy and the world is spinning and everyone is leaving me just when I need them most, and that's just plain shit I feel like grabbing someone's neck and pressing down really really hard. I feel so out I want to hurt myself because I just want to see myself being hurt so I have a reason to cry.
I want to cry and I want people to see me cry because I don't want to hide anymore I want people to see how I am when I'm crashing really bad so that they'll think twice about hurting me again because I can't take hurt anymore.
I'm selfish and I hate being selfish.
I hate everything that I am because I'm not supposed to be selfish and unkind and upset but no one understands that I can't help it because I'm alone.
My arms hurt and my body hurts and everything hurts and I feel like ending everything all at once but I keep thinking that I'm going to miss out on something that makes life beautiful but I'm losing faith quick and no one's listening.


I'm sittin' here in the boring room
It's just another rainy sunday afternoon
I'm wasting my time, I got nothing to do
I'm hanging around, I'm waiting for you
But nothing ever happens and I wonder

I'm driving around in my car
I'm driving too fast, I'm driving too far
I'd like to change my point of view
I feel so lonely I'm waiting for you
But nothing ever happens and I wonder

I wonder how, I wonder why
Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue, blue sky
And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon tree
I'm turning my head up and down
I'm turning, turning, turning, turning, turning around
And all that I can see is just another lemon tree

I'm sittin' here, I miss the power
I'd like to go out, taking a shower
But there's a heavy cloud inside my head
I feel so tired, put myself into bed
Well nothing ever happens, and I wonder

Isolation, is not good for me
Isolation, I don't want to sit on the lemon tree
I'm stepping around in the desert of joy
Maybe anyhow I get another toy
And everything will happen, and you wonder

I wonder how, I wonder why
Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue, blue sky
And all that I can see is just another lemon tree
I'm turning my head up and down
I'm turning, turning, turning, turning, turning around
And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon tree

And I wonder, wonder
I wonder how, I wonder why
Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue, blue sky
And all that I can see, and all that I can see
And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon tree



"You know what I just realised? 'Oy' is the funniest word in the entire world. Hmm. I mean think about it, you never hear the word 'Oy' and not smile? Impossible. Funny, funny word. Poodle is another funny word. In fact, if you put oy and poodle together in the same sentence, you'd have a great new catchphrase. You know? Like, 'Oy with the poodles already!'. So from now on, when the perfect circumstances arise, we will use our favourite new catchphrase."
I love Gilmore Girls. Really. I do.
Lauren Graham is my inspiration.

Oh my God I'm so tired I'm dying.
I came back from class chalet this morning at about half past eleven, put down my bag, showered squeaky clean and slept. My afternoon nap was like six hours and I'm still like a walking zombieee.
Anyway I'm bruised all over I have a swollen knee, a needle poke or something on my foot my ankle is acting up again i have cuts and scrapes and bruises and everything hurts I can't even walk! And yingting is going to drag me to tennis tomorrow aaaaaaa can you even imagine the pain I'm enduring?
Oh yeah we went CYCLING. We rented bikes which were cooool i tell you and since we were all kiasu people we decided not to waste any time you know what I think we cycled for five hours! In the middle of the night we went along the coastline in the parks and now my butt hurts like hell. We went around midnight and came back at two, and then someone said the sunrise was at five plus soooo the few of us went out again at like four thirty and cycled allll the way to mac at costa sands whahhaha after that on the way back el and i and xueshan and mag stayed at that beach to watch the sunriseee but the stupid sun wasn't seen walao. In that 2 and a half hours we actually didn't sleep el and i and cheryl ho were talkingggg until we all fell asleep and we woke up in twenty minutes hahaha to go cycling again!
I shall stop here I'm incoherent.
But man it was really really damn fun. I loved it a lot and I LOVE TWOOHFOUR AAAAAAA. I'm gonna miss you guys. Red group!

Alsoooo since I've been reallyyy active with going out I also have two more episodes to tell you with Lucy as well as Daniel and Jerald. I shall tell you another day I'm still sleepy you know hahahaha!

I've forgotten the smell of rain, the itching of my nose at the scent of water all around me.
I've forgotten the feeling of rain pelting down against my skin, washing away the heat with each drop that leaves me.
I've forgotten the sound of rain bouncing off roofs. Dripping off the windows in warm houses and dry cars, leaving drops that stay on the glass panes, painting pictures with mere dots on seemingly canvas sheets that don't seem to cost a thing.
I've forgotten the taste of rain, huge, fat, humongous drops that land in my mouth, freezing cold.
Have you even watched the rain? Have you ever listened?
When you sit on the roof of your car and stick your tongue out; when you stay by the windowsills and watch nature paint her own portrait; when you sit in the car, rolling down your windows, taking the sights and scents and sounds into your head, close to your heart, and keeping all that to last for a while - at least until you finally decide to take time to indulge yourself again - do you really, really listen?
Do you hear the wounds of the broken hearted, the desperation of the lost faith? Do you see the tears that they shed, the cries that they call out, pleading and pleading for people to hear them, their breaking hearts? What is it that you listen to, what is it that you hear?
The rain is a really special thing - you're around water, but you're not in it. It soothes you, at the same time, it makes you feel wet, sticky, slimy, uncomfortable in your own skin.
When you've forgotten the rain, you've forgotten what it's like to be loved.
Stand in the rain, and not out of it; Listen to what the rain brings, and not the rain itself; Breathe in the water, not hold your breath; Open your mouth, stick your tongue out, let the rain dance for you. Don't hide from the rain, relish in it. Enjoy while it lasts, because you don't know when it's going to come again.
You can go so many ways with one chance, it's up to you to make it work. You can hide from the rain, you can enjoy it, you can wish for it to be over. But this is what I have to ask - when was the last time you stuck your tongue out at the sky; when was the last time you jumped around in puddles in rainboots?
Don't forget the rain, cause when you do you forget what it's like to be a kid.
You forget what it's like to be loved.


He's so adorable watch the back part.

There's one memory I have that's still real in my mind, that I can't forget. Everytime I take this picture out, I remember every single detail of that day it's like.. magic.

Look I know it's kind of old and I look kind of stupid but come on it was the 90s! I was five! And a half.
It's a really special picture, for me. There's something about this that I treasure, and I don't know, has anyone felt that way before? It's like I'm trying to find my way out of a maze... finding a solution, finding my own way out and not following the way that other kids did. In fact, I think I'm still trying.
It really feels good to be young.

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