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MIYAVI, my hero.
He changed my life, he cleaned me up, he found my heart like only HE can. He made me discover myself, he's my drive, my inspiration, my voice, my soul, my song, my heart, my hero. ♥ I don't think I can ever have built a passion and found a dream if I had never found him. He makes my day each time, and every song he has written is etched in my mind, my heart and my soul. I am very protective of this man because I don't like people making fun of whoever it is that has left an impact in my life. He is all I need right now to keep me going to achieve my dreams. And don't be jealous that a guy in magenta nail polish can get more chicks than you.

GERARD WAY, the first.

He is undeniably an awesome person with a wonderful personality. He is always all-smiles and not forgetting he has a lovely smile. Whoever fails to love this man fails so much, because they are definitely blind. I knew him before I knew Miyavi, and he did the first few jobs to straightening my life out before handing it all over to him. He got married to someone else already, but I am happy for him, of course I am (: He has been the bestest there is for the past 2 years I was obsessed over him.

BILL KAULITZ, my porcupine.
Bill makes awesome music and he, although young, is very talented and expressive. Miyavi is more expressive than he is, but hey! Bill just turned 19, and he definitely has a long way to go. He earned success through hard work and diligence, and for that, I love him to bits. He hasn't really done anything to change my life, but he's wonderful nonetheless. And yes, it's a he. A guy who happens to have long hair so you people think he's a girl. A guy whose face is effeminate and prettier than all you other guys out there. You're just jealous that a guy in black nailpolish can earn more chicks than you, just like Miyavi.

WILLIAM BECKETT, my laughing gas.

He's cute, I know. He's funny, even more. He's tall, has a great smile, wonderful personality, great sense of humor, wonderful singing voice, he's so... wow. I am not in love with him, but I pretty much look up to him and his group of friends, which includes oddities like Chislett, Mike Carden, Sisky and The Butcher to always make me feel better on days I'm feeling quite blue. They never fail to slap a smile onto my face because they are awesome and funny like that. Whoever has not seen these guys in action, but go and watch them ASAP because they. are. the. shiz. Great humourous bunch of people, who make awesome music as well. Who can't possibly love them!?

JOE JONAS, satisfaction
People who know me well, know damn well I do not like this guy. I don't even like him now, I'm just in this for the thrill. So yea, I don't hate him as much as I used to, but I don't like him much either. But, I'll have you know he's a damn good kisser and I should know, yes, I should know. And his saliva tastes like cherry/mint. No, don't even ask. Oooo, scandalous. And I just thought that after everything that happened, he deserved at least a mention for satisfying my lust.

Monday, January 28, 2008

I just got inspired to write this. I was to talking to Bebeh Atiqah about this the other day, and I suddenly noticed how much I've changed since the first day of school. Not the way I behave (well, I hope not), but the way I looked. She agreed, and told me that the change is so... distinct.

I don't know why it bothers me. I don't know if my bebehs notice it. Maybe we've been together all the time that we hardly notice any differences in ourselves. And, I don't know why I am thinking about all this. It just feels nice reminiscing.

Now that I think about it, we did change in the way we looked. Not forgetting that we've bonded too. Aqilah, from some bimbo-tic looking girl, to this pretty girl. Atiqah, from her curly-wurly hair to her now straight hair (and not forgetting her beautiful contours). Jaini DEFINITELY looks better, if I had to compare her to how she looked like on the first day of school. Sharmini, from her center-parting to her side-parting now.

Ah, what I'd do to go back to the days when school first opened. (without the high belts, of course) It just feels so nice, you see?

7:48 PM

Today was fun. Boy am I glad I'm back in school. But I didn't really like the teaching part. (Ok, fine. So school IS about learning and teaching.)

Somehow, there were many lame jokes today. Most of it coming from Ms Ng. It's the fact that nobody laughed that made me laugh. Well, Sharm too. I also got reminded of her "I want to erase your face" joke to Xiu Ming. It was so lame, but we laughed so hard at it, I could hardly write. Deep maaanz. Not to mention I snorted. *oops*

Mdm Suzi didn't come to school. So we ended up having loads of fun and not completing the homework she gave us.

"[insert name here] is such a FUN ASS!"

Now, that was hilarious. Atiqah and I "went" to the toilet during lesson. We had an ulterior motive. We climbed onto the sink and waved to everybody in the classroom from the toilet window. Aqilah snapped a photo, but I don't have it yet. We looked like heads floating in mid-air. We also saw Cikgu Esfan walking towards the coffeshop outside school. It's no wonder he didn't want to take care of our malay class. He wanted to eat!

Then Aqilah, Atiqah, Fi and I decided to just walk back and forth from the toilet back to the classroom, and we saw Mr Khairul screaming (ok, so not screaming, but scolding) some students from 2/6 and told them to sit outside class. Complete with their chairs and tables. Woah. He must be pissed. At least, that's what I think.

Recess time, I went to the school gate to get my Science workbook from Iskandar (thanks bro!). I don't know how I was dumb enough to leave it at home, but at least I managed to get it to school before Science lesson started. There wasn't anything much to talk about Science. It's just that normal bubbly Mr Chan, teaching us about those substances, formulas, atoms, molecules and shit like that. Yea. I need to be revising, because I'm still quite confused about some stuff.

English was... I'm not even going to talk about it.

CME, last lesson, was in my personal and HONEST opinion, the BEST. It was just fun. Especially when I told Ms Ng that the different people experiencing different situations should "commit suicide".

Like, Sundeep for example. He doesn't know whether to invite (whatever his friend's name is) to his birthday because that guy's father is a cleaner. Since he doesn't know what to do, he should just commit suicide. It was meant to be lame, but what was much more lame was when Ms Ng did that "crazy" sign. HAHAHAH.

Oh, and Jaini left early for Badminton. DAMN!

Then, after school was like any other normal day's. Went to the bubble tea shop, had lunch, and... yea.

I just came back from home, so I haven't had any "doses" of Bill yet. I have to, or I won't survive. You know I want to live to see tomorrow.

3:45 PM

Sunday, January 27, 2008

Because I found a cute video of TH boys in the cinema. YAY! Gustav is missing, so boohoo. But hey, Bill is there and that's all I need to complete a video.

And yes! Tokio Hotel TV Episode 10 is out. My favourite is still Episode 6 and 9 though. Königsberger Klöpse! There's even like a second of English 1000 Meere, which most probably would not get released. 6+9 = English Cuteness.

Episode 6

Episode 9

Ok, so I was bored, that's why I posted only Tokio Hotel stuff. I was searching for them. Oh, oh, and I found some effing cute photos.

FORGET WHAT I JUST SAID.

IMAGESHACK IS BEING A BITCH.

Ok, I'm done here. If I go on any longer, this blog would probably lag and cease function. But this isn't the end of my TH reign. Not that anybody would read this anyway. I'll probably spam more photos in the near future. In the very very near future.

12:49 PM

Saturday, January 26, 2008

You'll never make me leave
I wear this on my sleeve
You wanna follow something
Give me a better cause to lead
Just give me what I need
Give me a reason to believe

Ah, good times. Reminisced, and went crazy. Bullets, Three Cheers, Black Parade. Nothing holds more memory than this.

And lastly.

Oh Frank, I feel the same way too.

11:34 PM

K, well, this is my first time posting in a blog. I don't know whether it'll even be active after this, but hey, might as well give it a try. I'm not so good with intros, so I won't be making one. By reading this blog, most probably you know who I am.

So... I guess that's about it.

Oh, and welcome to my nightmare.

7:58 PM