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uh huh, been listening to songs again.
I'd find myself some really good songs to listen in. ^^
Good lyrics, good music, awesome singer, awesome live show!!!
Feeling like laughing out loud, as a matter of fact,
I confess, I did.

Just that I felt that maybe not everybody agree with my choice,
my sister did,
but I decided not to write out the name...
Yeah.
I saw the singer in newspaper today...almost screamed!


TH B.K

Report time

Ate two ice creams (durian and red bean flavour) and some grapes to chase away the heat...
As far as I concern, the effect doesn't last long. =(

Then I went online, tried to add more favorite song on my list...
Then FAILED. Because it was loaded.
I bet Facebook invented that setting to use it against people like me, who got tendency to write too much (not necessary important things).
Anyway, I was trying to add 'dark side of the sun' into the list, but refused to delete other songs.


They turn
everything you love
into verbo-ote
From the cradle,
To the grave,
part of the show-oh
We are, we are, we are
Radio hysteria
Hello!
The end is near
Hello!
We're still standing here
The future's just begun
on the dark side of the sun
on the dark side of the sun for us!

Hello!!!
To satisfy my need to promote this song ^^.

I don't know why I wrote this blog, guess I just want to write something when I am listening to some song. That's my habit.

haha, TH BK

Genetic factor

My father went like, gosh, I had messaged her (a female relative of mine) this and this, but she never reply my message then... I think she is mad at me..Did I do something wrong???

Then he checked his phone, looking for the message, try to dissect the sentence to see what exactly had he wrote wrong, and found nothing (FYI, he just typed words of encouraging to her son). Still, he continued to worry...

I watched him with fascination, you know, this could be the big chance for me to discover some great trace of my father in me. Hahahahax! Finally knew that what happen to me! He was so like me!! Or, I was so like him...

He worried in the same way with me, he analyzed the situation the same way with me, he fidgeted
in the same way with me... He is 100 percent my father!

I always worry about things too much, over-analyzed everything...
The reason lies gene deep!!! ^^ The ultimate reason!

But I doubted my dad would listen to the song of my choice.
Recently, it is Eminem, Tokio Hotel and Muse.
If my dad know, he would had gone berserk. Why?
good question. Just listen this. I love this. *smile*



After all, I could not be 100 percent like my dad.
That's crazy like forget to bring school bag to school or something...
And speaking of school, I just checked my BM teacher's Facebook profile.
I could imagine how my father's Facebook profile would look like, if he ever had one,
because he just asked me if I put my real name in Facebook...

I love my father, he is fun in his own way. =)

I am sitting in front of the PC, listening to :

Not afraid
Dark side of the sun
the world behind my wall
monsoon
Decode
love the way you lie

and some music. Recalling incidents at school.

English lesson:
~ the window pane almost made my laugh out loud. Know why it is called 'window pane' ?
~ her beloved
~exaggeration. I didn't realize that I spelled it started with 'eza" crap.

Chinese :
~As if...

BM:
~filling certificates

Sister is sitting THE EXAM.

喜欢一个人

想了很久，
喜欢一个人的定义是什么？
爱，又是怎样？

喜欢一个人的时候，
可以同时喜欢另一个人吗？
还有另另另另一个人......
毕竟‘只是喜欢’，还没有‘在一起’
不算‘精神出轨’。

可是不知道为什么，
我就是很排斥这种情况，
或者，不能接受。

在我眼中，
就算只是喜欢，也应限制对象啊...
喜欢，不应有二心。
（如果喜欢这么多人，那么他/她到底是特别，抑或因他/她是异性？）
不明白。

breaking free

Started to feel that my life is a circle.
It goes round and round and round...
I can even predict what is going to happen tomorrow.
Don't believe me?

Well,
mostly I'll do another pile of homework,
talk to friends when teacher is not around,
breathe through tissues (as a matter of fact, I just caught a cold. >,<)
do tuition homework...
And, to be perfectly honest, I like it.
Just some part of me will regret over something that is not turned up right.
But it's okay, I deal with it everyday.
Just hold on tight and I'll be alright...

(pss, do you know some part of your life is irreversible? Once it had passed, there is no turning back... )

But this life, although is almost perfect, bound to end somehow.

Someday...
And I'll be out of secondary school.
I'll miss my friends and teachers...

Already feel like crying,
I'm just glad there is no one around now,
or they will see me with running nose (partly because of the cold)
Wonder how and when I can say goodbyes without feeling sad.

Always tell myself that,
when life is hard,
I'm just gonna square my shoulder and put up a brave face.
And I'm going to stick to this til the end

sharing

Crossed this while looking at blogs... 'Snooping around' had become my favorite past times.^^

Food for thought.
Because if you told me four years ago that a website that lets people post their thoughts in 140 characters would become popular, I would have been like, get out of here. Or something to express my annoyed disbelief.
But now like everyone has Twitter. Even the most unlikely people have Twitter.
President Medvedev, is that you!??!
Things like that.
And blogs. What's up with this blog thing?!
And don't even get me started on Facebook. If someone told me (following the same format of above) that today people would sit in front of their laptops for hours just staring at their news feed, I would have been like, get out of here! Again! And stay out!

Okay, this sounds like me... I just like to write stuff. Ezz. What will happen when I abandoned writing?

hot and cold

I am sitting in front of my computer, listening to songs. Suddenly, Katy Perry's 'Hot N Cold' played.
Realized that I haven't listen to this song for a long long time, and it is a nice song too... How I ever grow distance from this song? Guess I just lazy to search for this song after the PC dead, meaning I lost all songs in the computer. This time, I won't let the song slip away again.

Brick by boring brick ~Paramore

partial lyrics

She lives in a fairy tale
Somewhere too far for us to find
Forgotten the taste and smell
Of the world that she's left behind

It's all about the exposure the lens I told her
The angles were all wrong now
She's ripping wings off of butterflies

keep your feet on the ground
when your head's in the clouds

Well go get your shovel
And we'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
Well go get your shovel
And we'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
Ba da ba ba da ba ba da

So one day he found her crying
Coiled up on the dirty ground
Her prince finally came to save her
And the rest you can figure out
But it was a trick
And the clock struck twelve
Well make sure to build your home brick by boring brick
or the wolf's gonna blow it down

Well you built up a world of magic
Because your real life is tragic
Yeah you built up a world of magic

If it's not real
You can't hold it in your hand
You can't feel it with your heart
And I won't believe it
But if it's true
You can see it with your eyes
Oh even in the dark
And that's where I want to be, yeah


I love this song because it help me to keep my head... at the right place

pictures

My family <3 and me in my favorite grey T