This isn't love, it's only a phase.
I enjoy the time, with you and your taste.
Never look back and swallow the regrets.
This period of sanity, let's flow, not haste.

It's okay if you're going to leave me again.
I'll be alright, I'm addicted to pain.
Sadly, I do not possess the grace of a crane.
But at least you're the one who's keeping me sane.

Forget the voices that take you away.
Don't decide our moves, it's ours to play.
Listen to the music of the nightcrawlers' croon.
Tonight we'll dance under the same white moon.

I don't want to tell you because I'm afraid of losing you. What we have now is great and perhaps, maybe I feel like having more than great but I'm trying to refrain myself from being too greedy. It's nice now that we're talking and treating each other well. However, I know deep down inside, I really want to take a step further. Gosh, I just wish you really knew how I actually feel about you.

I still have butterflies in my guts even when we meet up for a short while just to pass things or make small talk. I still feel nervous about the way I look, because I want to look good and also myself when I'm in front of you. I might tend to go a little overboard at time but I can't help myself. My hormones tell me to dress well, speak well and act well when in your presence. (Just so you'd be impressed, hopefully.)

Goodness, I really hate puberty. I WANT TO HAVE YOUR BABIES, GET SERIOUS LIKE CRAZY! Stupid stupid stupid. Stop being foolish, Zakk. Stop.

The witty smile which blows me away.
But for that, I'll never stray.
Exchange glances and a common interest.
You ignite a little thirst.

Chao.

I guess God's way too excited to watch Michael Jackson perform in London next month, from above. So he's decided that he attends to serious business and pulls MJ off the earth and make MJ perform in heaven. Right in front of God and all the other angels. Who are most probably big fans of MJ's.

What a blow huh. Tough luck man, tough luck.

Life's short, so make the most of it now. If you're a virgin, go have sex now. If you're a vegetarian, go have some beef. It really tastes awesome. I meant the beef tastes awesome, not erm, the erm, sex? Okay sex is awesome to a certain extent. Not that I'd know much of it. Really. Hmm. Awkward.

I've been hooked onto BBC and CNN just awaiting the report of MJ's autopsy result. I suddenly feel so intelligent but this is serious shit. He's not dead. He's not dead. He's not dead. He's not dead. He's not dead.

Somehow, I think I felt it coming. Last night, I went to bed at 1am. But I didn't sleep. I texted Jin for awhile until she fell asleep. Thanks a lot Jin. I got up, turned on the lights and played some Solitaire and Bubble Breaker on my phone. I couldn't sleep. Then, I faced towards the window and I realised the sun has already risen. Then, I fell asleep.

My mum came into the room in the morning and told me "Michael Jackson died." and I replied "Uhh." I wasn't being ignorant, I was half asleep. When I woke up few hours later, I jumped out of my bed, flipped open the laptop, turned on the tv and looked for news of MJ's "supposed" death.

I ran out to the living room (cause there's cable) and tuned in to BBC and CNN simultaneously. My mother was right. She wasn't lying. I was sad. Deep inside, I wished Ashton Kutcher would pop up and go "YOU JUST GOT PUNK'D SUCKAS!" and then MJ'd stil be alive. Oh well.

Farrah Fawcett has also passed due to cancer.

God, who else more are you going to take with you? Only time will tell.

Chao.

On the 21st June 2009, I woke up at 8.20am. It was a Sunday but I was up early. Why? My brother gave me a wake up call. I had to meet the rest at 10am at Bugis. I sent the rest a warning sms to not be late and I informed them the time to meet, again.

Shit happened. Seriously. I know we all had to wake up early in the morning on a Sunday. I know how it feels. So I pretended I was all happy about it and tried to cheer you guys up by being hyper and joking with you guys.

It's hard for me because I don't know how comfortable you guys are with me. I'm an easy person and I don't mind closeness but I guess you guys have your limits. So, yes I felt like an idiot, I was ignored, you guys were annoyed. But the least you guys could do was to just be responsible. You play instruments, so you should be responsible for settling your own equipments. You keep asking and bugging for the meeting time, and you turn up late. Who's the lazy one? You tell me.

Anyway, shit aside. The gig turned out great. Quite a number of people came down to support the band and I was so happy to see them. Believe it or not, these are the people whom I've not met for months! Well, yeah they were my lovely juniors as well as Benji and Farrah! Whoo! Roszy, Faris, Halina, Amanda, Shirin and Irshaad. Erm, Irshaad's not my junior alright. He's a nice, tall person who's as anti-Malay as I am. High 5 yo! Awesome-ness to the max. I was so happy yet nervous at the same time.

I was going to perform for my friends and other people. And it was probably the first time ever they were going to see me perform! It was crazy I tell you.

So, enough of words. Let the pictures do the talking while I get busy uploading. Whoot. The pictures should be in order so fret no peoplez. And pardon the awkward smiles in the first few pictures. I was ... unprepared?






































Done? Were the pictures good? Well, let's thank Irshaad and Roszy for the pictures! Whoo. All applause for their Nikon D60 and Fuji somethingsomething. Thanks guys for sending them to me.

Playing one song for an audition was nerve-wrecking enough. But to play a set of 5 songs for our first gig?! Wow. (Okay, we played 4 and a 1/2 songs because yours truly got too overexcited and left out the 2nd half of the first song. Awesome or what!) Well, it was our first time performing together so I consider this our first gig although most of us have already performed elsewhere before.

And after everything ended, I felt relieved and excited. Seeing faces lit up, in awe, shocked or just smiling was nice. Then some came up to us and congratulated us, some wanted to get to know us. It was a very nice feeling. It's like "Wow, finally I've accomplished something in my life and I can move one now!" feeling but not to that extent. Ya know?

And I felt so flattered when Shirin said "Hey, let's take a picture with the band!". It was like "Woah, we're now THE band!". Not too overexaggerate(sp?) but that's exactly how it felt like. And the juniors kept mentioning they want to be the band's groupies. Hehe, so cute. Also, they want to be invited to our next gig and our EP launch. Wah, we'll see about that. No promises. Once again, the feeling was nice.

Thanks once again who came to watch us. Shirin, Faris, Amanda, Halina, Roszy, Irshaad, Farrah, Benji and the other bandmates' friends.

Overall, it was a great day. We all invested so much money and time for this, I hope we still do carry on and stay together. Well, not in a gay way since the rest of you are erm, guys. But you know what I mean. Dontcha?

Oh oh, and I love how I was dressed that day. I think I looked awesome. But if you don't, then go shave your eyebrows and masturbate in your parent's bedroom or something. Fuck you.


Chao.

So yesterday, I was eating with the 3 boys after everything ended. Well, not boys, but men-to-be. I've known one of them for as long as I've lived, because he is my brother. And the other 2 are his friends whom I've just met not too long ago.

While we were happily munching and chatting, I accidentally let out a pretty loud burp and immediately I covered my mouth and apologised. And the conversation with Kamal went on as follows.

*Zakk burps and covers mouth.
Z: SORRY!
K: ... For?
Z: I... burped!
K: ... So?!
Z: ... I have morals okay!
K: (insert -.- face).. Ahhhh. (in a sarcastic tone)

Ahhh, hanging out with the boys is great fun. Looking forward to seeing them again soon.

Chao.

This will be a short post. I just felt like ranting before I hit the sack.

Zakk, memorise your lyrics. Or die. It's as simple as that.

And erm, since it's been a long time since I've uploaded a ton of pictures all at once. I shall do so now. Behold.





























So yeah, this were taken on 10 May 2009, the day I turned 17. Olio's in yellow, and Jo's in purple. I've known Olio since pri3 and I've known Jo since pri1. Amazing huh?

Only this year I started going to school with Olio although we've known each other for a relatively long time. And Jo's in ACJC means she's a smart ass and her school's so close to mine. Hooray!

I lurbb euu guys alot kiexzxz.

Chao.