I'll get over my fear of - one day and be like him when I grow up, or soon.

Chao.

Nur Aliffah, I miss you. No texts from you the whole day. I hope you're safe and doing okay on your side. And I'm jealous you're currently training to swim with my sharks one day.

I'm so tired and exhausted today but I felt so inspired suddenly. I'm not sure if I'm even using the correct terms to actually illustrate how I feel at the moment so bear with me.

Insufficient amount of sleep, dozed off whenever I could (especially during mum's graduation ceremony when distinguished guests had their speeches about being hardworking, not giving up and all that jazz, I mean c'mon, why wouldn't anyone sleep to that?). I even snoozed in the cab on the way to lunch, snoozed on the bus on the way to Arab St and snoozed on the bus on the way home. And when I finally reach home, I still managed to muster up my remaining energy (must have some spare energy stored somewhere in my immune system or something) to turn on the laptop and begin my routine updates.

Right now, I've some plans up my sleeves which I shan't disclose here because, ... well just because. My mind's too haywire to even think about where to begin telling the whole world about my plans. But then again.

Yes by the way, I'm in need of a lot of money. My 5th Singtel letter has arrived to remind me of my responsibilities which I've yet to attend to because I've way more important things to do. In any case, if I'm uncontactable, then ... too bad. If I'm online, I'm online, if not then, I'm not.

It's 4am-ish right now and I'm just done watching The Phantom Menace (go ahead and judge me, you know you're secretly jealous that I'm cooler than you without even trying) because it's amazing and that I've already planned to rewatch everything, alone or with company (I don't care) but I'm emo you see, so I'd rather watch my shows alone.

Just about 1 hour ago, I've come to realised why Fah likes Darth Maul. I watched him closely during the camera close-ups, and I must say that he is pretty good-looking. His moves are sleek and c'mon, a red double-ended lightsaber. Now, that's fucking awesome. He appeared and died in the first episode so not much story on him but it's okay, I appreciate his existence and now I want his lightsaber. Meow meow meow.

I thought Natalie Portman did a great job as Padme/Queen Amidala and silly me, all along I couldn't remember NP's name and I kept thinking it was a meatier version of Keira Knightley. Sue me, okay. NP is so pretty, I swear.

I'm so stoked to watch the other episodes even though I already know how it's going to all end. I mean who doesn't? You can actually tell the whole story through the first movie if you watch and listen really closely. Or you're just stupid. Really.

I almost jizzed in my pants when I saw Obi-Wan. But I kept thinking of him coming from Moulin Rouge and it was pretty disturbing. But he killed Darth Maul anyway and ...

I think I deserve to sleep right now and stop blabbering about god-knows-what. But really, if you know what I've been rambling about, then I owe you a kiss.

Chao.

Today I skipped class again. I don't know. I was really trying so hard to get rid of my "let's-skip-class-and-sleep-more-because-i-can't-be-bothered" phase and it was under control at first but I think it's coming back. Dear friends, please help me.

In the end, I went to school because I wanted to crash the year 1s' HTI lecture and to consult lao shi on some assignments and I'm glad it went pretty well and my ideas were approved. I'm still that awesome even without going to school for lessons.

Fuckyeahzakk.tumblr.com.

And then I had some workshop training thing to attend to and it was pretty good. I made new friends and yay, Syai's in it too, because he had to replace some other kid who backed out. And yes, Ella's also in it for the same reason as Syai, but enough of her. Yay Syai!

At the end of it, me, Fah, Bal, Az, Ella and Syai were walking out together and Syai suddenly (badass-ly) stripped the bushes and presented me with a bunch of bougainvilleas (goodness, how do I even spell it?!). That boy act yi ge romantic. He deserves a B+ for effort, okay?

Oh what the fuck. It's sweet okay. Thanks.


And here they are. I can't believe I had to carry this with me onto bus 74 and down 74, through the park, pass everyone's houses and my gate and now it's lying on the table beside the laptop, in front of me. Well, at least I think it's there because my room's so dark now (thanks mum for turning off the lights without my consent) I only can see the laptop screen. However I remember placing the "flowers" next to the laptop when the room light was on.

In a desperate attempt to take a picture of it, I resorted to using the Omnia (thus the picture isn't that nice). Because I'm currently using Panther and not the Mac, the webcam on this one is not as good as Photobooth. Ah Mac, you make me feel so good at times but no way am I becoming one of your followers. I apologise.

And with that I shall conclude today's blog post.

Chao.

I'm not sure if I can take this any longer. It's been rough but I'm holding on, for my loved ones. I'm doing this for those deep in my heart, not for myself, but for all of you. I'll seriously kill myself if I ever lose it.

No official music video for this song but the song's pretty nice and catchy. I bet if I were to sing it to Syai (especially the chorus part), the only response I'll get is "You kinky girl.." And then I'll scream at his face "I'm not!".

Oh well.

Chao.

This is to the boy, that wants me to get snake-bites and then I slap him because I think it's ridiculous and it doesn't look appropriate, at all. For me, that is.

The boy who allows me to squeeze his thighs whenever I freak out watching Hostel sitting next to him. (Okay this we compromised, because there are a lot of boobs in this movie and I let him watch it. And my point being? ... Nevermind.)

And he sat next to me waiting "patiently" (and eventually dozing off) for me to finish L4D2-ing with friends on a Friday night when he actually has been complaining to me (the whole day) that he wants to go home to sleep because he's very tired.


Chao.

I feel so high right now, words alone can't actually describe how I really feel . It's like that feeling of sweet satisfaction, that feeling of elation, and you just want the whole world to know about it. Yknow?

But then again, why share the joy with people who don't give a fuck about what you think, or don't understand you at all? Unless you've tried or at least made an effort to spread the love, then you deserve to go sit in a corner and reflect on your actions, or lack thereof. However, if you've been rejected of love-spreading, joy-sharing, I tell you, flip him/her the finger.

My views on Iron Man 2? It is really good beyond belief. Yes, it's a pretty long movie, 2 hours I think but obviously time was needed to develop the plot. And then some will argue that it doesn't follow the original story of which is the comic version. Are you dumb or dumb? How much of the comic version can fit into 2 hours of an already very action-packed movie?

I'm going to try not to talk about the storyline for those of you who've yet to watch it. But if you want to know about it, feel free to ask me when you see me. I'll be more than happy to tell you everything I know.

Quite a number of twists and the funny parts were really good. There were marvel-related inside jokes and witty lines, of which I really enjoyed because I understood them all. I was expecting more action from Nick Fury but only a lot of talking (maybe in Iron Man 3) and Kangaroo and Abang started their racist jokes. Boys.

And oh my god, Robert Downey Jr is really really hot please? I want Syai to be like him and he wants me to be like Gywneth Palthrow. No way, Syai. No way. I'm not a blonde and I don't want to be doing all the dirty work for you.

I wasn't feeling Don Cheadle's playing of James Rhode. I definitely preferred JR to be played by Terence Howard Jr, but oh well. It was good and I got so excited when War Machine came out.

And hallelujah to the ending. I thought the show was already jizz-worthy but when I saw the ending, I swore I could have easily jizzed all over everyone in the cinema. It was really that amazing and mindfucking and awesome and everything.

Okay I shall end this post here before I go on ranting about the whole movie and then missing my sleep. Apologies for the lack of visuals recently because I haven't been bringing my camera out and my film ones are still not finished so patience, ya. I promise you. Or not.

School starts at 8am later. I'm really worried. My body is so going to screw me up one day, I swear.

One more thing. Before I die, I want to lie/stack really tall people and attempt to climb them.

Chao.

This is so pretty, I'm so in the mood to go get a tattoo right now but I'm in it of sponsors. Anyone? Pretty please?

Since my birthday is coming (exactly in a week's time), I feel like treating myself to a tattoo and a piercing. Should I? I'm thinking of surface piercings and not anywhere near the dangerous parts. How how?

And and, I've yet to pay for my handphone bills and Singtel has kindly sent me a third envelope to remind me that I've yet to pay them. And the thing is, the envelopes are still intact because I'm too lazy to open them up because I know they are reminder letters. Singtel, can you be kind and just waive my payments please? I'm only 18 (well, not yet actually but in a week's time peope!) and I don't have much money on me :(

Anyway, I was about to post this entry sometime past midnight but look at the time now, it's close to 3.30am. Procrastinators unite! ... Tomorrow.

I found this pretty neat music video online. I doubt it's on youtube yet. It's a long video but the graphics are amazing. So is the song. It's Born Free by M.I.A.


Chao.