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.

me again

Surf freely... on the web now with Digi broadband. Okay I know this sounds like a commercial sentence. But this is how I feel right now, because the speed is so unbelievable compare with the previous Maxis one. So guys, if you ever want to use a broadband, use Digi. I can't guarantee that this speed I experience right now is going to last forever though.

Back to business, I'd been busy during the last two weeks. But I still yearn for online-ing, of google-ing the things I am interested but, not necessary needed to know. My teacher was dead right about the things that human need & want. When you get to online, you will be addicted to it.

Right now, there are so many things that I wanted to write about. Books, songs, my life...

And my friend called me a Facebook stalker.

This is so untrue, if you ask me.

But I think that she mean it in a nice way, that I was concerned of my friend's updates and activities.

At least, I hope so.

Oh and by the way, if I am a online stalker, I know what I stalked most, and I am not ashamed to write that I am still is, because I google she/him/they/it almost everyday. Leave to others to figure out.

Hehe

next, Taylor Swift guest star in CSI.

TH BK

hello?!

Tried to upload a new picture to use as my blog background,
BUT,
Blogger said,
'sorry, your file is too large'

What? What? WHAT!

Frustrating!!! I design this picture by myself to use as the background,
AND????!!!

A glimpse of my oh so beautiful picture ^^




lovely, isn't it ?

Crap, I got to save my time.

111010

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. =)