the holidays are boring.

things I wanna do before I turn 30.
- get a barcode tattoo (I doubt my ‘rents’ll let me tho)
- peirce my lip/nose/eyebrows (same for this one)
- stretch my earlobes (and this one)
- go to a concert in KL
- GET A LAPTOP.
- learn to play the bass. (HMMM…. must remember to ask my mom to send me to sat music practices.)
- get a degree in something
- learn how to oil paint
- learn how to speak french/japanese/german.
- get an industrial piercing (I bet I’ll hurt tho…see?)
- earn some cold hard cash
- go scuba diving
- get over my fear of heights and go bungee jumping
- learn how to use css. (GAH //DIES//)
- uh… I dunno

so yeah, that’s quite a list.

misc:

YAY FOR FRIEND-SIBLINGS
YAY FOR THE ENVIROMENT
YAY FOR THE COMIC ZITS
YAY FOR PRETEENA
YAY FOR HAPPY EMOS
YAY FOR THE EMOMON
YAY FOR BABY GUITARS
YAY FOR WORDPRESS
YAY FOR THE SIB CHOIR
YAY FOR MTV
YAY FOR ACOUSTICS
um… and I dunno.
my feet smell. hahahahahaha

and… a random song which is stuck in my head. (GO DOWNLOAD IT!!!!! the A Twist In My story version)

Your Call- by secondhand serenade
Waiting for your call, I’m sick, call I’m angry
Call I’m desperate for your voice
Listening to the song we used to sing
In the car, do you remember
Butterfly, Early Summer
It’s playing on repeat, Just like when we would meet
Like when we would meet

Cause I was born to tell you I love you
And I am torn to do what I have to, to make you mine
Stay with me tonight

Stripped and polished, I am new, I am fresh
I am feeling so ambitious, you and me, flesh to flesh
Cause every breath that you will take
When you are sitting next to me
Will bring life into my deepest hopes, What’s your fantasy?
(What’s your, what’s your…)

Cause I was born to tell you I love you
And I am torn to do what I have to, to make you mine
Stay with me tonight

And I’m tired of being all alone, and this solitary moment makes me want to come back home
[X4]
(I know everything you wanted isn’t anything you have)

Cause I was born to tell you I love you
And I am torn to do what I have to, to make you mine
Stay with me tonight

Cause I was born to tell you I love you
And I am torn to do what I have to, to make you mine
Stay with me tonight
(I know everything you wanted isn’t anything you have)

-ashleyyyy moose caoue

in defence of being a happy emo aka this makes no sense

emo. emo. emo. emo. why do people think so lowly of emos?

it’s really not fair. SRSLY. there are two types of emo: the happy ones and the depressed ones. just guess which one I belong to. [if you thought depressed I shall hit you]

I hate it when people stereotype me in to the depressed emo group just cause the dress “dark”. I dress in black [aka the emo style of dressing] all the time but I ain’t depressed. I think suicide is stupid, slitting wrists is even stupider and SRSLY PEOPLE, JUST BECAUSE I LISTEN TO MCR/SECONDHAND SERENADE and AVENGED SEVENFOLD, I AM NOT DEPRESSED.

I’m happy emo. I run, I dance, I sing and I’m crazy, I mean like. AGH. I just don’t like people defining me as emo just because of the way I dress or talk or the music I listen to. I mean like, emo is shortened “emotional” emotional means a “strong showing of emotion”. Happy emo means I’m happy and I show it.

GOT IT?

- a VERY peesed of chick.

I’m back!

but I’m sleepy. and I have sandfly bites ALL OVER. but.

IT WAS WORTH IT.

I really enjoyed the camp… it… sort of made me come to terms with my Agathoraphobia/Kakorrhaphiophobia (look it up)… *sigh* but now I know, God loves me [and always will] even if other people don’t, He’ll never reject me or cut me down. why I’m talking about this so suddenly? I dunno… I guess it has to do with my low-self esteem thing too. it may SEEM like I don’t have any problems, but NU-UH. I do…

ANYWAY.

YOUTH CAMP! SO AWESOME. yaayyyy

I think I’ll post the pictures later, but now ‘ll just supply you with some random quotes.

I read in a storybook, they bite!

-Jeremiah Benindang on The “emomon” ( Is that how you spell it? haha -bluurrr-)

SOMEBODY KILL ME PLEASE, I’M BEGGING YOU ON MY KNEES

-Joshua L. (his “screaming” song. HAHAHAH damn funny)

I have 21 sandfly bites and counting

-Esther Kueh

This is the chopstick trick. tell me who the chopstick trick is.

-Nat, Jia Wern, Jeremiah and many other people

HISSSSSS

-Michelle Wong. LAWRL

and I have a question for you: what’s chicken on the outside and fish on the inside? ;D

OMG! yaaaaayyy *edit*

YAAAYY I SAW JESS AND ASFA TODAYYYY…….. YAAAY

damn… Jess looks funny with her hair down!

IMPORTANT-NESS:

I SHALL BE AWAY TILL ZE 29th SO, NO POSTS TILL THE, BUT EXPECT MAAAAANY PICTURES.

Friendster is stupid. really.

IT WON’T CHANGE MY SETINGSSS

STUUUPPPEEDDDDDDDD.

DIE.DIE.DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

stuff.

Natasha The Hippo. ~ <333

MY KAHSHUUTE

ANDDDD… some raindrops. ^^

HOMG EYM TONIGHT.

IS HAPPY

HOMG. THE DAVIDS. IN THEIR UNDIES. PLAYING GUITAR HERO. HO. MY. GOSH.

OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG.

LOOK.

DAVID ARCHULETA. [HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH]

AND

DAVID COOK! IN HIS TIGHTY WHITEYS TOO.
[damn he looks like he ain't wearing undies cause his shirt is too long. LOL]

damn D.C has some nice legs.

babi kicap

I just had babi kicap. I am a happy person.

Exam results!

Important subjects

BM- 72
Eng- 94
Sejarah- 80
Geo- 83
Math- 94
Moral- 97
Science- 94

non important subjects.

PJK- 66
Civics- 94
KHB- 65

Total A’s: 7
” ” B’s: 3
c’s: NONE [ YES ]
D’s: Thank God, none.

so… yeah I really thank God for my good results this time. really happy.

Awsome sowng

Wow, I Can Get Sexual Too

[telephone rings]

If I die and go to hell real soon,
it will appear to me as this room.
And for eternity I lay in bed
in my boxers, half stoned,
with the pillow under my head.

I’d be chatting on the interweb;
maggots pray upon the living dead.
I had no interest in the things she said.
On the phone every day,
I’ll permanently hit the hay.

I called her on the phone and she touched herself.
She touched herself. She touched herself.
I called her on the phone and she touched herself.
I laughed myself to sleep.

At this rate,
I’ll be heading for electric chairs.
I’m only human with my cross to bear.
When she described her underwear
I forgot all the rules my rabbi taught me in the old schul.

You’re too young to be this empty girl
I’ll prepare you for a sick dark world
Know that you’ll be my downfall.
But I call and I call and I call.

I called her on the phone and she touched herself.
She touched herself. She touched herself.
I called her on the phone and she touched herself.
I laughed myself to sleep.

I don’t know what I want.
I don’t know what I want.
I don’t know what I want.
I don’t know what I want.
I don’t know what I want. (Met you on the internet)
I don’t know what I want. (Met you on the internet)
I don’t know what I want. (Met you on the internet)
I don’t know what I want. (Met you on the internet)

I called her on the phone and she touched herself.
She touched herself. She touched herself.
I called her on the phone and she touched herself.
I laughed myself to sleep.

(Woah!)

I called her on the phone and she touched herself.
She touched herself. She touched herself.
I called her on the phone and she touched herself.
I laughed myself to sleep.

Love it.