A!V!R!I!L!

In point form cos lazy to organize thoughts:

• HIGH HIGH HIGH! I screamed till my throat wanted to burst already cos I wanted to fully utilize my throat this time wtf wtf.

• Avril Lavigne is so damn petite! And cute and pwettyyyy...

• Unfortunately we weren't as close to her as we were to MCR, cos there was a freakin VIP section in front wtf! Deng... the place where they were sitting was where we stood last year for MCR ok? We were at the 3rd to 4th row at the Red Zone there... Pengacau betul lar VIPs ni~ We're like WTF? Mana datang VIP-VIP ni? Sumore so many small kids one? Go home and sleep la wtf~ (fan oh kei fan gao la deng...) @ Go home and study la wtf~ (fan oh kei duk shu la deng...)
  

• Her guitarists are effin HOT lor! The drummer also damn yeng... during a short break the drummer entertained us with his skills, bagus nyer. Ala her whole troupe was fanfuckintastic lah, including the dancers wtf.

• So she began with Girlfriend, and ended with Girlfriend remix version and Sk8er Boi.

List of other songs not according to order:
The whole Best Damn Thing album except for One of Those Girls, Contagious, Keep Holding On & I Will Be (I think)
Complicated
I'm With You
Don't Tell Me
My Happy Ending
Losing Grip
He Wasn't
I Always Get What I Want (I think)
Well, I may have left out a few.

• Oh ya and why is she cute? Haha one song at the starting, which song forgot liao paiseh, the music was playing, and she raised her hands, we cheered. Hands down, stopped. Raise again, "WOOOO!!!!!!". Down, *near silence*. And hands up! "AHHHHHHHH!!!!" Then she put her finger to her lips (basically 'shhh' la). This went on for quite some time hahaha. LOL damn she was smiling like a cheeky monkey, playing with us like that. And we followed like a bunch of dopes hahahahaha...

• She was actually better at performing live than I expected. Dunno why I've just had this perception that she's not that good live but hahaha maybe cos all the shouting I couldn't hear mistakes anyway wtf.

• She had maybe... 4 outfit changes?

• Her hair was curly.

• We went in at about 6 sth to 7 o'clock? Then OMFG it started to raaaaaainnn... Wtf it looked like it was really gonna pour but luckily it stopped. We were provided with plastic raincoats wtf, more like plastic bags la with a hood and sleeves wtf. Damn hot and stuffy lor when wearing that plastic thing wtf.
  

• It started at a little after 9 I guess and ended at 10.30 like that. So, less than an hour and a half : (....

• She really did comply with the rules, left out "motherfucking", "hell" and I don't think I heard "shit" either.

• A pink piano was rolled in for her to play during When You're Gone. And she showed off her drumming skills too (for which song forgot liao wtf)! WOOT!

• Was there an encore? Well she said and waved bye and went backstage. So lah we shouted "we want more we want more" After awhile the pink background was dropped and another black one with the star was revealed (WHOAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!). And she sang the last two songs. But is that considered an encore? I don't think so hor... Sk8er Boi ended liao we shouted for encore but to no avail wtf. :'( (MCR pun takde encore how come...)
  

HELL YEAH I had fun!!!!!!! WOOHOO~!!!!! If anyone wants a good workout they really should attend a concert wtf. My face was damn red after the concert ok, and I was sweating all over wtf. Good workout or not lah you say?

But honestly it made me kinda miss MCR wtf. Truth is I would prefer MCR over Avril anytime... T_T... (sorry Avril) We get to head bang a lot more at rock concerts wtf.

Before the Ride Begins. Again.

There is nothing much to say now. Except for stating the obvious. I IS PHAIL!!!! SO DAMN PHAIL...

It's currently 5 in the morning la what do you expect. And I'm not even sleepy wtf. But I don't feel like doing Econs stuff either, so I shall succumb to the pleasures of my bed after this wtf. (read: FUCK THIS SHIT MY ECONS DIE DIE DIE T_____________T)

Don't know what to think anymore. It just feels like nothing's going on in that skull of mine wtf. Things that are not worth thinking are shut out.

Vacuousness. The scary thing is, I'm getting so used to it already. Way too used to it.

Going through the motions of life. Sorta like a train chugging along its tracks. No idea why I thought of that but I just did. Probably something to do with the chugging motion. Don't you feel like that too sometimes? That you're chugging through life wtf?

Go through it a day at a time. It won't be so heavy that way. Well yeah I guess so.

Mathematical Relevation

It's another gloomy day... which equals to?

Gloomy day = No mood to do homework lah! Simple equation also don't know... ish...

This is not just some lame excuse ok! Just think about it, when you envision someone doing homework, don't you think about he or she completing it in a bright, sunny, airy environment? Preferably in a space with lots of huge windows so the sun rays can be welcomed in and there would be no need for artificial lighting. And outside birds are chirping, butterflies are fluttering, lush trees are swaying... aiyah so anyway you get the idea kan wtf...

So agree with me lah wtf today's not a day to do anything wtf.

URGH.

WTF I BEH TAHAN ALREADY LAH IS THE CONCERT ON OR NOT WTF????!!!! IF NOT ON THEN NOT ON LAH I CAN LIVE WITH IT LA PUKIMAK MACAUHAI BUT APA PASAL SAY IT'S BACK ON PULAK??? MAKE UP YOUR FREAKING MIND LAH PEOPLE!!!!! GRRRRRRRRR GERAM LAH WTF!!!!

BEH. TA. HAN HAN HAN HAN HAN HAN......

Sekali-sekala bolehlah, kalau selalu tentu I dibelasah

Hari ini saya membuat keputusan untuk belog dalam bahasa kebangsaan! Kenapa, anda tanya?

Ini adalah kerana saya mendapati BM saya yang teramat pasar amat sesuai untuk mengekspreskan crap-crap yang saya hendak sampaikan ketika ini. Ataupun mungkin jugak I nak belajar cara-cara percakapan mat-mat rempit ...

Mula-mula I nak tanya sesuatu.... KENAPA ULSER ATAS LIDAH SAYA TAK SEMBUH-SEMBUH LAGI????!!!! KENAPA???? KENAPA??? IA BUKAN SATU SAJER TAU! DUA! MCH CCB KNN! ATAS LIDAH! SATU KIRI SATU KANAN LAGI! KENAPA??? I PUN TAK TAU SUDAH BERAPA LAMA I ADA 2 ULSER YANG AMAT BENCI INI... T___________T

Aduhai, walaupun BM saya yang tertulis di sini tidaklah amat teruk *batuk*, kesal bagi saya cakap bahawa saya tak boleh berutur (betul tak??? I tak tau...) selincah begini wtf. Kerana otak saya lembap atau apa, perlu masa yang lama untuk proses perkara-perkara yang hendak dicakap atau apa, I jugak tak tau.

Erm, actually takde banyak benda yang I nak cakap sekarang. Tapi tadi baru sajer tengok satu siri terbitan tempatan yang teramat lucu. Kenapa ia begitu lucu? Lu buatlah judgement anda sendiri.

Ia bermula dengan monolog dalaman seorang intern perempuan.
Ada satu cardio-thorasic (tak pasti tu ejaan) surgeon.
Ada satu neurosurgeon.
Ada 4 interns.
Ada seorang yang suka flirt dan sepatutnya jejaki hensem (sebenarnya sedikit pun tidak) tapi I tak pasti dia surgeon apa sebab tak tengok habis.

Dan yang paling teruk lagi.....

TAJUK SIRI TU IALAH AMPANG MEDIKAL!!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHA!!!!!

Amat ketara ia ialah rip-off dari siri medikal yang mendapat sambutan hangat - Anatomi Kelabu!!!!!!!!!!! Aduhai mengapa???!!! Mengapa nak buat perkara macam ni??? Tak bolehkah penerbit-penerbit tempatan buat sesuatu yang original???

Aduhai.... tak henti-henti abang-abang dan I ketawa semasa menontonnya. Mungkinkah ia sebenarnya berniat untuk menjadi siri komedi dan bukan siri medikal?

Saya rasa sampai sinilah crap saya dalam BM. Semoga anda terhibur dengan bahasa pasar I wtf.

BANYAK STUPIAK

Today, on 20th August 2008, the Malaysian government has once again showcased its stupidity.

By canceling Avril Lavigne's concert in KL on 29th August!!!!!

Citing " it may taint the Muslim-majority country's independence day celebrations after the Islamic opposition slammed her show as being "too sexy." " as a LAME EXCUSE FOR A REASON.

Can I hear you all say, WHAT THE FUCK???

First of all, SINCE WHEN IS AVRIL LAVIGNE SEXY???? (sorry Avril)

There are a lot of events on Aug 29 and the Ministry does not want the independence and the near Ramadan month to be filled with such pop and rock culture, he said.

"As the Minister of Unity, Culture, Arts and Heritage, we should be instilling good culture in the young but here we are allowing other parties to organise things,"

Well I say FUCK TO THAT. If you're so afraid of other cultures "tainting" our precious suci culture then go be the next North Korea lah! Go on, shut yourself out from the rest of the world lah! WELL FACE IT. FACE THE PRICE OF GLOBALISATION WTF. Even if you ban all the concerts you want, Avril fans are still gonna be Avril fans. They'll still be "tainted" one way or another wtf.

Oh the monstrosity that is the Malaysian Government.

This is not so much about not getting to watch Avril on stage.
This is not so much about feeling cheated after reading that "oh everything's fine everything's on track the show will go on" wtf.

It's about our freakin freedom to have a concert in Malaysia without narrow-minded people protesting that it's gonna be "too sexy!" "too much of a bad influence!" "unsuitable!" "inappropriate!" "not good for our youths!" !!!!!

It's about our right to simply attend a concert to HAVE FUN! To experience that high from shouting and cheering in unison! And for diehard Avril fans, to see their idol in action! IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK FOR MCH?? Stop taking that away from us!!! As if after one measly concert all the concert goers are gonna fuck around, drop out of school, become mat rempits, flash their boobs (wtf) and so on! You see how ridiculous is that? Maciam mana mereka pikir punya? I TAK FAHAM BOLEHKAH ANDA MEMBERI SAYA SEDIKIT CAHAYA (enlighten me a little wtf) ???!!!!???

I don't get that just for once, can't the Government focus on getting their act together, govern the country properly instead of thinking whether to cancel concerts here, there, everywhere??? PULL YOURSELVES OUT OF THE FIASCO THAT YOU'RE IN FIRST BEFORE DEALING WITH THESE PETTY ISSUES. LOOK AT YOURSELVES!!!!

Oh the monstrosity that is the Malaysian Government!!! I'm sorry I wanna love Malaysia but the government makes it so hard for me to do it T______________T.

Last year, R&B singer Beyonce moved her show from Malaysia to Indonesia, and Christina Aguilera skipped the country on an Asian tour after a controversy erupted over a dress code for foreign artists.

Malaysia requires all performers to wear clothes without obscene or drug-related images and be covered from the chest to the knees. They must also refrain from jumping, shouting, hugging and kissing on stage.

Refrain from jumping, shouting, hugging and kissing? Oh I know what you want, then. A freaking kindergarten story telling session wtf. Go eat shit lah. This is why Singapore is getting all the good acts. Only a causeway apart and so much difference wtf. *sulks*

GO HERE.

Hell yeah it was so stupid to go through the whole 'oh she's comin! oh she's not gonna make it... oh she's comin!!! oh no...' roller coaster ride. Bunch of douchebags.

Questions

One thing's for sure. Studying Economics is depressing.

It makes you wonder, how can some people siphon off the funds that were intended to help the people in their country, just for their own materialistic pleasures? Do they think that living life in luxury is more important than staving off poverty and famine?

Money that amounts to way more than they can use their entire life, do they really need it??

How do they sleep at night, having full knowledge that their wants are satisfied at the expense of the lives of many other people? Do they not feel anything for their own people?

Confusion. Is money really the root of all evil... or are humans just too easily tempted and consumed by greed.

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It makes you think, what are you doing worrying bout your own dreams and aspirations when there are so many people out there with not even a chance to dream cos they're starving, diseased, trying to make ends meet?

It makes you think, what can you do? What are you supposed to do?

How does one strike a balance between living for themselves and living for others?

It makes you question. Everything.

It's easy to forget about billions of people suffering around the globe when you're living your own petty lives. More often than not, we'll be focusing on ourselves.

"One man can't make a difference." I think these are words of cowardice. And sad to say, I'm a coward too. If not even one man starts paving the road for a better place, a better future, how can the process even begin? How can we even see the light of a better world?

You'll be amazed at the things one man can do. I remembered the music video for 'If Everyone Cared' by Nickelback.

It asks the simple question of "What would happen if everyone cared?" It shows that one man CAN indeed make a difference.

"1984. Bob Geldof. Music journalist turned punk rock frontman was inspired by a news report about Africa's famine epidemic and began his fight against world hunger. He organized the world's first global charity concert - Live Aid. Performances by 100 artists around the world were viewed by 1.5 billion people. Live Aid raised $150 million in one day."

(Sigh let's just hope that the money DID go to people who needed it)

That's just one example of the strength of one man. Go watch it. And I'm sure there are many more Bob Geldofs out there. To all of them, I hope that they continue their efforts and let nothing break their spirits.

"Never doubt that a small group of people can change the world. Indeed, it is the only thing that ever has."

- Margaret Mead

Isn't it time we did something too? But how do we begin?

Man, sometimes I feel so unworthy.

It feels good

It feels good to have great friends. : )

Beached Whale

Can someone please tell me why I'm on a constant search for food when I'm at home?? WHY? It's not like I starve at my hostel what! How come ar? T_T... I'm so gonna pay for all the binge eating.

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Sounds of crunching leaves permeated the cold, silent air. Her footsteps came to a halt.

And she sat down where she always sat. Aches and pain. She was all aches and pain.

How she missed everything.

Like how patient he was whenever she threw her monthly tantrums. She would always be consumed with guilt after that, and make up in her own little ways.

Or how he always gave her hugs whenever she looked like she needed it. He didn't need to utter a single word of comfort, all she needed was him, by her side to wipe her tears and hold her tight.

The feel of his body against hers when they cuddled to sleep.

How he tickled her mercilessly just to annoy her.

His infectious laughter. His crooked smile that would just totally melt her heart.

His breath, his warmth which never failed to make her feel that every thing's gonna turn out fine.

How he made cute little videos of himself before he went on his business trips, to keep her company and let her know that he was missing her too.

How he made her feel that she was great just the way she was.

She reminisced.

She learned how to bake his favourite chocolate chip cookies just for their anniversary, when she had no clue there was tapioca flour and corn flour. She thought there was just, flour.

She bought a set of skimpy lingerie to be wore to bed, but it turned out that he found her sexier in his work clothes.

Their fights. Really huge, major fights which involved endless insults and curses being hurled at each other. Things that shouldn't have been brought up would surface. Then, regrets and tearful apologies.

Their break ups. Their moments of doubts and insecurities. Peculiar times when they felt that they couldn't stand each other anymore. Wondering why they became an item in the first place. But, somehow, they always got back together.

But not this time.

This time, they couldn't reunite no matter what.

She buried her face in her hands. Loud sobs now permeated the seemingly unforgiving, cold air.

As she sat there, in front of the stone that bore the letters,

R.I.P.

..l..

Creeping laziness. Stark contrasts. Grunting monologues. Uneasy silence. Piercing numbness. Empty minds. Lost thoughts.

It's a freaking Sunday & I have nothing but work to do

Presentations are fucked up. You know why? Cos for that meager 4 minutes of talking, you have to slave for a wayyy longer period to get prepared. WTF. What happens in 4 minutes I ask you? Walk out of classroom. Take deep breaths, amble around, glance glance glance. Walk back into classroom. There. 4 minutes.

Another pointless post brought to you by moi.

HOW COME~~~

How come....??? How come my room mate is so damn hardworking~~~ make people feel guilty like hell only la wtf... How come she can stay in the room for the whole day and diligently do homework / study ?? HOW COME??? T_______________T

Eh where she went har. Don't tell me she went to discuss Accounts without me har T_T. Haih never mind also lah, I can't contribute anything also T_T.

Scared shitless

When I'm inspired, maybe I can come up with more him; she stories.

Now, all I am is fucking scared k! OMG like scared till dunno how! T___________T

I hate this feeling. This feeling of impending doom. Feeling lost like a fucking sheep in a jungle. Damn fucked up. Nothing gets more fucked up than this wtf. Maybe other than discovering that your girlfriend just got knocked up.

By someone else wtf.

Oh God, if You are there and listening, please bless this child with the sudden ability to conjure up a good Economics essay on Thursday. T_T. I BEG YOU WTFFF....

Again, damn fucked up wtf.

Motivational Talk 101

"Life is constant suffering. So you must learn how to enjoy suffering." - (My Dad, 2008)

Wow, I'm like so fucking motivated.

Motivated to eat shit, that is.

Yearning for Hair Free-ness and More Randomness

This.

Wa I also want lor can???? Damn ma fan lor those unwanted hair at unwanted places! Dunno what's their purpose also. Reduce friction my ass lah. We can function perfectly well without them what!

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More random snippets.

She sat on her living room couch. Inhaling deeply, she stared out of the window. At the moving shadows. The trees. The engulfing darkness. The silence.

The light wasn't even on, as she didn't feel that it would make any difference. All she needed was to imagine that she was in a room brightly lit by the sunlight. It was pristine. The breeze that blew in from the outside smelled like summer. It caressed her hair ever so lightly. Outside, the trees were not malicious, but extremely benevolent. Outside, it was so... welcoming.

Despite the scene in her mind, she was still in her living room. Surrounded by nothing but silence.

She slumped.

Him ; She

It was late night.

She got into the car. Looking sweet in a white ruffled halter dress. His expression didn't change, as nonchalant as ever.

"Hey." She smiled at him.

"Yea." He uttered lazily, leaving behind a slight drawl. He had one hand on the wheel, and looked straight ahead on the road. She couldn't keep her eyes off him, as she simply couldn't resist the sight of him driving. There was just something about the juxtaposition of his concentration and recklessness that drives her to watch.

"So... where to?" "You'll see." He answered in his usual laconic manner. Her curiosity wasn't satisfied, but that wasn't unexpected.

On the road, they only had the radio to provide some background music. He lowered the volume before she came in, because he knew she didn't really favour it loud. As usual, she looked out the window after watching him driving for awhile. They have managed to achieve comfortable silences in their times spent together.

So, neither of them spoke. They just needed to be in the presence of each other. To be cognizant of the existence of the other.

She wondered sometimes how people would think when they see them walking together. The girl was always prim and proper, the one people would expect to be a valedictorian. Some would call her kiasu, others nerd. All will agree on straight As student. While the guy, he has this permanent cynical expression on his face. He didn't care much bout his appearance. Not that he needed to, he exuded style no matter what. Shorts, a grey shirt, ear studs, silver ring, flip flops and he's good to go. Oh and don't forget a couple of tattoos on his arms. One simply asked people to "Fuck Off". Some would call him slacker, others badass, all reckon that he should be avoided.

They seemed to be an odd couple. Not that they were a couple, heck none of them could tell you what relationship they're having even if you asked. They just were.

Comfortable with each other. Slowly discovering things bout each other's world that they wouldn't have known had they not met before.

In unusual circumstances they met and got to know each other. Then they grew accustomed to each other. She, waiting for his arrival in his car; he, tuning down the radio before she sat in.

"Almost there."

"Kay."

Library Moments

The reason why I'm blogging at the library is, I've resolved to NOT on my laptop for the rest of the week! My determination is as hard as steel wtf.. yeah right.

So anyway! More wisdom!

The art of feigning interest when you really don't give two fucks!

Lecturer: ... blablabla... Are you guys ok?
You: *nod thoughtfully* *paste that expression on your face as if you've just discovered the path to nirvana*

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If you're sorta like me, and have spent a fair amount of time thinking about life and all that shit, let me tell you something.


DON'T.

It's not worth it, and definitely won't lead you to any epiphany. It's just a waste of time, cos deep down we all already know the truth of life and its not so mysterious mysteries.

That is...

LIFE SUCKS. Live with it.

Yeah, it really is as simple as that. That's reality. Stop trying to figure out if there's a way around that.

This is more like talking to myself la wtf.

There won't be any updates for some time (I hope).

K bye.

Gut Busting Wisdom

Let me share some profound wisdom here in my humble blog... that will totally blow anyone away with its sheer simplicity and how so very true they are.

"Life is pointless."

"Life sucks to the max."

"Life is stupid. Nope. Make that stoopid."

"Life is like throwing shit on a boomerang. You always get the shit thrown back at you."

"Life is... argh.. I give up."

You get the idea, yea?

So feel free to spread the wisdom!

Hello People

Since I don't want the previous depressing post to be the first post anyone sees when they stumble into here, I shall update. Pfft.

I am now feeling better, FYI. Thanks to lame jokes and a mildly disturbing movie I guess. Lol.

But now I'm feeling guilty cos I practically whiled my weekend away instead of putting it to good use. Le sigh. Is it really supposed to be that way? The feeling of guilt to emerge whenever one is idle?

And now am I making up for the lost precious hours spent moping? Nopeee... obviously here I am online and blogging wtf.

I should be studying! Revising! Religiously completing exercises! Poring over books instead of my laptop! RIGHT???

I wasted 3 days! 3 DAYS FFS!

K I'm starting to sound really kiasu, but what to do? I'm forced to adopt this kiasu attitude nowadays. So I have to force myself to study lor. Force force force! Must continue forcing till the year ends!

Crazy already. Stoopid. -_-.

p/s: Seeeee!!!! I got update my blog! Instead of a certain someone named A_ _ _ n! Cis! Hehehe...