Life's a tough crowd

I'm not kidding. Life is a big circle of endless learning. You started to learn when you were born, till the very last day of your life.
But no, I am not going to talk about philosophy now. Yet.

I am talking about a 5-6 hours journey in your father's car to your hometown, which doesn't feel like one anymore because there is almost no one to look forward, except your mother's side relatives and a few of your father's side relatives. Plus there is some malevolent aunties and uncles who like to question some really awkward situations like which position you are in the last exam bla bla bla. Like every time we met is the time for them to show off how excellent their children are. Now I got to attend one of my cousins' wedding. I am totally not close with this cousin of mine, the last time we met is like, three years ago when my uncle passed away.

I am sorry I bad-mouthed about them but I can't stand the thought of seeing them AGAIN. It is such a tremendous stress...

ugh ugh ugh

androgynous

A lot of androgynous character emerged in the telly since K-pop become a popular trend.

Don't get me wrong, I had nothing against androgynous people, really. How they chose to portray their images, is their choice, not ours. And it is our CHOICE, whether to look at them or not.

It's only fair.

But somewhat, a lot of people get confused when they see androgynous person.

'Is this a boy or a girl?' This is the most common question.

Well, actually it's easy to determine their gender, I always get 100% correct when I guess that. A few useful tips,

~determine their culture.

If you saw a person with unidentified gender in a Korean drama, don't hesitate, the person with make up but with masculine quality is definitely a male, because they like to do so. And that male wearing regular men's clothes but seems shy is always female (it's a clinch e in the drama that a girl try to act like a boy for some reason and they always succeeded, though in real life situation, it hardly occur)

~their make up

It's unavoidable that all artist have make ups.

If her/his make up is light, then the he must be a she.

If his/her make up is heavy, then it must be he.

~their voice

NO. This field doesn't help at all. A lot of blokes in Korean drama got girly voices, so do the girl.

So, don't even consider this field unless you wanted to get really confused. ^^

To wrap it all up,

if they look like girl, then they are male. And vice versa.

If they look like anything in between, there is always GOOGLE to seek help.

Good news for music mania like me ~ oh my...

I might faint. I feel... okay, take a deep breathe. Get a grip.

The big news is

Westlife has a new album and Tokio Hotel has 'Best of' (okay this is actuually three..)

I know this news a long time ago, but it seems now is the time to gush about it.
This is no not happening, I mean in a good way.

This is my paradise.

Okay so I "ve got a weird feeling

I know it was a stupid thing to think about . But hey, is there such thing as 'allergic to mosquito bite'? My house experienced power failure yesterday (thank god it was not the day before yesterday, I got exam!!!) No, that was yesterday, but I had to study the day before yesterday, right?

Back to mosquito, during the blackout, where we got torchlights, candles and everything, due to some very unknown reason the mosquitoes were attracted to me. My legs, my hands... covered with red marks and red spots now. The spots are not going to vanish without a good few days. Don't ask me why, my skin has always been like this.

During the blackout I had flashbacks of the days I just moved to Taiping. Weird. With all the lights faded out, the world seems quiet.

Talking about exam, it was going to over...

But,

days at school with friends are the same too.

I don't know I should be glad or sad. It is a 'complicated' feeling. (oh did I mention that I don't like the word 'complicated'??)

My hands are shaking...

Why I was so upset...this week

11.DOG DIED

10. During our principal retirement ceremony they put sexy chick as the background music, oh and sweet dreams and no one seems to realize that. Worse, they put down, you know, that goes, baby are you down,down, down, down, down????

I respect the principal, so I so NOT agree with songs of their choice. They should put something more decent like, urm, my life would sucks without you or noise. Okay, maybe noise is not suitable, just that I love this song very much. Next time, put that okay? Sadly, I also realize that there would be no second retirement for a person, poor principal. Sigh.

9. Every time I went online, there is nobody to talk to. Yes, not a single soul.

8.I still got to go to every freaking tuition.

7. I watched CSI when I was eating. Again.

6.I deprived of decent /good song.

5.I am going to meet the graduation soon.

4. I can't read all the interesting novels that my sister is reading right now.

3.Also, my sister don't agree with songs of my choice. The one that goes, come back to me? It sucks to realize I love drums and songs that got metal as its element. Songs with drum are like, 50% decent even before sorting.

2. A friendly suggestion. Don't listen to Dear John. I love Taylor Swift, but that song got really slow speed, really torture me, as I like normal and fast songs, not SLOW one.

*My tone become more and more bitter.

*Why nobody like the songs I like?????

*maybe my choice is too restrictive.

*go away, K-Pop. And nobody, nobody but chiu. Better still, shut UP.

(I got really low tolerance for these things. And anything too ballad.)

*also suddenly like 'back to december'... such a sad song. T.t

1.My 15-year-old sis is worrying about she live for 15 years doing nothing.

Hey, what about me??(17 now)

and also,

I happened to notice I am blogging in my limited time AGAIN!!!

Ich liebe dich.Deutsch lernen. kidding.nur ein Scherz

oh and by the way

* I like Taylor Swift. I just don't like my sister singing her song. And, what my sis said about me and Tokio Hotel is only an exaggeration. Don't believe what she wrote about that.

*So here, my sis about me, her and music.

*Remember what I say.Oh, I don't just listen to Tokio Hotel.

enjoy.

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Me VS my sis (music)

Everytime i heard Taylor Swift's brand new song 'Speak Now' from the radio,I was like

'ahh,Taylor is just so great!'
and then i'll keep singing that song and my sister(the elder one) will be like
'hey,can't you just shut up?'
me:'but Taylor's song is awesome,don't you like it?'
sis:'Yes i like the song,but you're ruining it!Your singing sucks.'(which i doubt it)
me:'WHAT?'
sis:'You heard me.'


And then she'll start saying something like 'Tokio Hotel is the best'
So,from here you can see,sis adores Tokio Hotel.She used to LOVE Taylor Swift,just for your information.And then i don't know from when.she starts to like Tokio Hotel.
Everytime she talks, 'Tokio Hotel...'
Every time she sings, 'Tokio Hotel's songs'
Every time she used our computer to listen song, 'Tokio Hotel's songs'
Every time she watched MV, 'Tokio Hotel's MV'
Every time she google something, 'Tokio Hotel...'
Every time she open the news paper, 'searching for Tokio Hotel...(Sadly,we Asia here usally just put news about Asia's singer.It's hard,real hard to find Taylor Swift on the news, so how could Tokio Hotel be on the news?)'


Every time she starts talking about Tokio Hotel, i'll starts talking about Taylor Swift and it will be very noisy
Every time she sings Tokio Hotel's songs,I sings Taylor Swift's song


And then we'll stops,LAUGHING.


For one thing,I just don't understand why she says me singing sucks...(‘because your singing just suck' That's what she says).But,excuse me?This is so not true!
Whatever,i gave up on wondering.So,every time me unconsciously singing Taylor's song,I'll quickly change to singing Tokio Hotel's songs because sis says my singing sucks , so i'm trying to make her hates Tokio Hotel's song (she says she get bored of the song i'm always singing)...


Huh,this thing just won't stop,doesn't it？Never-mind just let it continue...
I love you ,sis(OMG,don't let her see this.Sis,if you saw this,pretend that you didn't saw it,ok?)




♥gyr

that's what she said. love her.bless her.kiss her. (me only)

HEY, make some noise.

BY the way, Tokio Hotel is totally awesome.

spell 'crying'

C-R-Y-I-N-G

That's easy. But I'd just realised that me, a person who would cry at any time, at any length, for basically anything, didn't cry on the Graduation Day. Or even now, two days later.

Something must be wrong here. Very very wrong. Wrong from the root. (do this phrase even existed? Dunno)

I don't know what to do. Me, didn't cry.

no cry= wrong.

I can tell you, I miss my friends very much (note: multiply a zillion times at the word very), even now, as I was blogging at Monday afternoon (or is it noon? I am very confused. Over everything) even as I ditched school because I plan to go to school tomorrow.

What was, or is -whatever- going wrong?

Guess pretty much that everything is wrong. Or it hadn't hit me,yet.

Graduation nausea haven't manage to find me.

dread the day when it really find me, because I'd cry really hard. Hard as in, two packs of tissues.

As I typed this, I realised how much I miss my friends and my school. Curse me for ditching now.

Do someone has a tissue? Okay, forget that. Straight to the point.

The conclusion is,

I miss school and my friends and I don't want to cry but now I feel like crying so I write down my feeling.

There, the conclusion. Sorry for you guys who had to read the so many words of rubbish above before come across the point. Sorry for your wasted time. Next time, I'll write the conclusion in bold at the beginning of my blog.

Sorry.

ps, I'd been listening to music again while typing, so sorry for any error, or spelling mistakes.

Name one thing

'Name one thing that you'd ever regretted.'

Yeah, I can name one without thinking, such as writing my blog address in the class magazine.

Because I can't erase it or deleting it in what ever sort of way. When I wrote it down, it was 11 a.m. near 12... and I was feeling very, very, very sleepy, so I guess I just write the wrong sort of things -because I had to hand it in the next day. (looking back, I think what I wrote were incoherent, err）But then it turned out that, actually I didn't need to hand in so fast.

I can't really write out why exactly I regret writing the address, because I don't really know the reason. That's the problem. It had something to do with my poor English & grammar.

Guess when the time comes (when the address is wrongfully used), I'll just change my blog address.

Done.

somewhere in between

I know it was 12 a.m. now. What AM I doing? It's not like my net life was interesting or something remotely close... And I was supposed to sleep early. Because tomorrow is school day, as simple as that. And day to take class picture, a picture that your classmates will eventually rely on to remember your face (okay I know there is Facebook, but still...) ,so...

I hate 12 a.m.