I'm ba-ack!

*pants*

I'm so relieved you wouldn't believe!

First the lightning strikes and leaves me with a dead monitor. Then Dell DARED to replace it with a 'refurbished', meaning SECOND-HAND-BROKEN-DOWN-THEN-REPAIRED screen.

&$%*!

I'm not cursing, because my ketua HEM said if they caught us CBNers saying anything vulgar, she would write it on a piece of paper and make us pin it on our uniform for the rest of the day.

Though I think it would be uber-cool to have 'fuck' pinned all over our uniforms. Oops, just cursed. Too bad I'm not in school. =P

Ok, ok. So the second screen breaks down and starts winking out every 2 seconds. My dad called Dell up and verbally bashed them (ok, not really) until they agreed to send over a BRAND-SPANKING NEW model straight from the factory in Penang.

*smirk*

But because they had to ship all the way from Penang, it took...4, 5 days? Can't remember. I was ecstatic when it came. I happily hopped onto the chair and started playing again. THEN, the unthinkable happened:

My internet connection terputus!

Damn, I thought. Cursing Jaring with everything I knew, I did the usual unplugging and replugging of the wireless receptor.

But, NOTHING WORKED! I wanted to cry.

A very cliched scene in my household:

Dad calls up company to complain. Company stalls and tries to pacify angry Dad. Arguments ensue. Lowly clerks were rude and tried to blame us. Sent in a complaint. Got computer-generated response. BAH!

FINALLY, my dad furiously wrote a hand-delivered letter to the CEO and they restored our connection. Yippee!

So...yeah. I'm back in business! Well, not really a business, since I'm not getting anything out of this, sadly. =(

***
On another note, it's cute John-a-thon-thon's birthday tomorrow! An April Fool! ...I just realised I don't know how old he is. o_O Ah well.

Tomorrow is also our beloved *note the sarcasm* school's Sports Day. I'm not going. Haha.

Why on earth should I get up at 6.30 am on a Saturday, and wear my horribly fuzzy cherry red T-shirt and go to a stiflingly hot stadium and cheer on people I don't even like in a pathetic attempt to show school spirit? BAH! Not to mention, I think my house is going to lose for the goodness-knows how many time in a row.

*pokes you in the eye*

What am I going to talk about now? =( Haven't blogged for more than a week and I have nothing to say. Sadla, got no inspirasi.

Oh yeah! I'm gonna do what I said I'm gonna do: Steal Megan's idea for song of the day!

Actually, I've been wanting to do that for ages. Putting a song of the day into my sidebar just seemed like a pain in the ass, what with updating it seperately and all. Then yeah, it hit me that I should just stick it in the end of every post. -_-'' Durr.

So yeah, today I'm loving:

"Afterglow - INXS"

JD sounds...I can't put it in words. =O

=D...!

DON'T say "ohmigod this girl is effing crazy did she bang her head on the car ceiling again??!"

...until you finish this blog post.

Then you can say it. =O

*snorts* I couldn't resist.

Keep scrolling. That's not a request. =P

No Mike today. It's Chester's day!

Chester turns 30 today! ILU Chazz! <333>

"Chester turns 30 today!"
"So?!"
"I'm happy!"
"He's married la!"
"So what?"
"And he's not getting divorced..."

*ignores*

If you don't know who Chester is, google 'Chester Bennington, Linkin Park'.

Or I'll bonk you on the head. Grr.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHESTER!!

I want an orgasm too!

Thanks Yap for not killing me when I post this up. =) I'm bored, as you can see.

liNg says:

aaahhh

[Stephanie] Crap. Homework! says:

kaboom!

liNg says:

i tot ur mom scold

liNg says:

think of a name btw

liNg says:

for my blog

[Stephanie] Crap. Homework! says:

i ate already

[Stephanie] Crap. Homework! says:

super fast

[Stephanie] Crap. Homework! says:

brainstink

[Stephanie] Crap. Homework! says:

lol

liNg says:

stupid

[Stephanie] Crap. Homework! says:

fine

[Stephanie] Crap. Homework! says:

use your own brain then

[Stephanie] Crap. Homework! says:

oh wait

[Stephanie] Crap. Homework! says:

it sucks

liNg says:

T_T"

liNg says:

btw

liNg says:

I REALLY WANT A DSLR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

liNg says:

DAMN

liNg says:

I CANT WAIT TO LEARN PHOTOGRAPHY

liNg says:

AND PHOTOSHOP!!!!!! SHIT THAT CD

[Stephanie] Crap. Homework! says:

dslr o_o

liNg says:

sorry for the caps..

[Stephanie] Crap. Homework! says:

shit your caps button

[Stephanie] Crap. Homework! says:

lol

liNg says:

very tention

liNg says:

*tension

liNg says:

digital slr camera

[Stephanie] Crap. Homework! says:

ok

[Stephanie] Crap. Homework! says:

you need classes

[Stephanie] Crap. Homework! says:

you need camera

[Stephanie] Crap. Homework! says:

wonder how that's gonna work

liNg says:

ceh

liNg says:

i have this urge for art

liNg says:

i see art...

liNg says:

i get orgasm...

liNg says:

to do art, obviously

[Stephanie] Crap. Homework! says:

whatda

[Stephanie] Crap. Homework! says:

i see

[Stephanie] Crap. Homework! says:

art is orgasmic

[Stephanie] Crap. Homework! says:

really.

liNg says:

hmmm

liNg says:

yah

[Stephanie] Crap. Homework! says:

oklol

[Stephanie] Crap. Homework! says:

o_O

Maybe I shouldn't thank her so soon...

Owie...

This morning I went for Scrabble practice at 10 bloody am! My brain hadn't even began to wake up yet. But I can say that when they picked partners for the first round, my brain was jolted to life in a most unpleasant way.

"Stephanie and Anne at table 5!"

Crap. That's all I could think of. Crapcrapcrap. WHY ME?? But what was I to do? I couldn't exactly march up and demand a change of partner, besides that'd be rude. So I just grimaced at Siew and drew my index finger across my throat.

Time to be clobbered.

And yes, I was 'beaten, rolled up and tossed aside,' in the words of Gabby and Ty. In case you didn't know, G & T are a couple of irritating pokemon trainers/journalists. Before I could even start, I was already nervous. Because it was ANNE.

She's not some Scrabble goddess or something, but she still scares me. o_o What's a rookie to do against someone who actually goes for competitions? And heck, her mom is the ORGANIZER for these competitions. Scrabble must run in the blood I tell you!

I died tragically with a spread of 123 points. Tragic. That means her points beat mine by a mile. I had 300+ points, and she had like, 400 over marks.

Note that each person is allowed a total of 25 minutes for the whole game. I used what, 23 minutes? When I glanced at the other side of the timer, I was thoroughly shamed. Guess how much time Anne used to flatten me?

5 minutes.

I am not kidding. >.< Second round...

"Hong Lian and Stephanie at table 6!"

Ah, under-15 category. There were only two U-15ers so they joined the U-18 girls. I won with a spread of 187. I redeemed a bit of my self-esteem, though my victory was purely because I challenged lots of words, which luckily for me, didn't exist. 8-D

Third round...

"Valerie and Stephanie at table 5!"

Crap. Not another good one. Initially our points were close, in fact I was leading by a few points in the start. But then she caught up quickly. And stayed in that position for the rest of the game. Our spread was 87 if I remember correctly, not as big a gap as the first round, but still enough to make me wanna crumple to the floor and scream in protest.

Nah, kidding. But it wasn't pleasant all the same. Ok la, my second time only. 1 out of 3 ok right?

Better than the first time. THANK GOD Annette wasn't there. The last time I played her, I was supremely annoyed.

Let me tell you the honest-to-good truth: She can talk the freakin hind leg off a freakin' donkey.

"Blahblahblah, blahblahblahblah, blahblah! Blahblahblah......" It goes on. -_-'' It's actually a good tactic for a beginner. If you can't win, annoy the other opponent until she can't play at all. Bah! But I won anyway, so it's all good.

Ok, I realise I'm boring you with this Scrabble shit. Like how I bore everyone when I start talking about chess and drone on and on about the bishop, which is my favourite piece. It's and awesome piece, you know? You can hide it behind your queen or something, no one looks out for it, and WHAM! You have a checkmate...Ok, shhhh.

Anyway, after the practice, Siew Lei and I went lepakking. Mostly we went to anime shops...

Guess which one is me. Not that hard la...

Shh, don't tell Siew Lei I don't actually know who is who in Kingdom Hearts, or Onimusha or anything. She enjoys it, so she can keep on talking about anime, if it makes her happy. I just went and bought a horribly overpriced cotton candy for 3 ringgit.

Crazy right? Stick a teaspoonful of coloured sugar in the whirly-twirly machine and you can charge people 3 ringgit for a lump of pure calories that'll rot your teeth.

Irresistible anyway.

And I will still say I hate Time Square as long as they have crappy shops and crappy people in it. I'm like, "Go back to where you came from! Maybe Sungei Wang or something!" Weird people with fashions copied straight from Japan. I saw maybe half a dozen people wearing knee-high socks like they were kids or something. Regardless of how thick their legs were.

I mean, it's ok to have um, sturdy legs. (I think one of her legs was as wide as both of my legs, throw in an arm or two.) But it's stupid to draw attention to your less-than-pleasant features. That would be like me wearing a string bikini or something. Yeah, horrible right? You can get that picture out of your head now. o_O

The worst things were the stupid lepakking guys with absolutely nothing to do. Except walk around blowing everyone second-hand-smoke like they were thugs or whatever you call them.

Siew Lei went into 7-11 to buy some food, and I had to wait outside, as I was still licking cotton candy off my fingers. No food allowed inside what!

So I was leaning against the wall, waiting for Siew Lei's fried rice to heat up. (Yes, they sell fried rice in 7-11. They have a microwave too.) Then these what do you call them again?

Erm...the guy version of Ah Lian? Ah! Ah Beng! Only these weren't the regular dyed-hair, bespectacled, super-pale because of under-exposure to sunlight kinda Ah Bengs. They were the super full of themselves, loud as a motorbike-with-smoke-on-their-breath type of idiots.

Suddenly out of nowhere, these guys came swarming around me. I'm like geez, back it up man. A girl needs her personal space. O_o So I, cotton candy and all, just backed out of the rapidly closing triangle and leant against the opposite wall next to an uncle with his talkative wife and 3 little kids.

Ha! See if you dare come near me now!

Then they starting making these little sounds I use when I want to make my dog come. You know that clicking sound you make with your tongue when you want to get someone's attention? Yeah, that one.

Bah! I hate this low-class crowd. Absolutely terrible. I just stared at the wall and continued with my cotton candy. Yumyumyum...

Finally those Ah Bengs got the message that the cotton candy was way more interesting than they were and walked away.

Sweet victory!

Finally, after a mini-eternity, Siew Lei came out with her fried rice. I feel the heat of the guys' glare on our backs. Haha. Too bad la.

I swear, I'll never come to Times Square ever again, except for when I want to go to the iMax theatre and the theme park. And I thought Sungei Wang was bad. x.x

Ha! And I know Den wants cotton candy too!

Oh, and congratulations if you even bothered to read this far. Super long and boring post, I know. Remind me to belanja you McD ice cream next time, ok? =D See? It pays to pay attention to my rants. xD

Print out and present to manager on duty. =)

New layout!

Ta-dah! Ok, I'm not sure it's a good thing that I changed my layout. It's pretty drab...but it's so much more convenient! Whee!

The sidebar's is at the side now, so now it's a REAL sidebar, not a bottom bar. I know, I know it's black again...I can't stay away from black! It's my colour. And so is purplink! Neither purple nor pink...a truly special colour. =D

I had to get rid of the awful MS Paint butterflies, as I had to make space to put the stuff at the side. But anyway, I hope you guys like it! Even if you don't, I change my layout every month or so. No need to be stuck with one eyesore when you can move on to the next one, no? o_O

*pokes* I just realised how hideous the font looks in IE...it can't help being huge. If I make it small to fit in your screen, it'll be practically invisible in Firefox. So be a up to date and trash IE, get Firefox instead. ;o)

I'm too lazy to change the font...I'll leave as it is for now. Maybe I'll get my lazy ass up to change it tomorrow. G'night!

The remedy

Works everytime I tell you. Everyone should just shut up and listen to what I say. Ok, that came out sounding...rude. But yeah, my method almost always works.

The stupid wireless jaring thingy that provides our internet refused to function today. I did everything people told me to do:

• Unplug the cable
• Replug the cable
• Repair connection
• Disable Network
• Re-enable Network

EVERYTHING I TELL YOU!!!

But it still didn't work. I refreshed my home page until I got sick of the 'Page Not Found' thing. I got so pissed, I gave the hopeless contraption the basic Stephanie treatment.

I raised my hand and gave it a hard smack on the side.

It skidded to the side a little, and to my shock, my home page started loading!

*glances down at hands in awe*

Fear the hands, for the wield mighty power! Now no one can give me that stupid -_-'' look anymore, when I tell them to kick their CPU whenever their comp goes berserk.

I should make a living fixing computers...I give a pretty decent side kick too.

*pleased* =D

This post shall be nameless for the lack of imaginative and witty titles (But wait, this IS a name!)

I have been gone for one week. Misfortune struck at the most terrible time and left me dry, hungry and craving for the computer. Alas! My wish was not granted until today, this most glorious day...when the new monitor arrived! Woohoo!

Ok, this time it wasn't Dell's fault the comp wasn't working (again!) I was being a brat and refused to turn the comp off during a thunderstorm. Mom was yelling up the stairs:

"Oi! Turn off the computer la! Got lightning you know!"

"Going to la!"

*grumbles*

I've been playing the comp during thunderstorms since FOREVER! Like hell the comp is going to get hit by lightning this time!

Just when I was muttering all that to myself...

"KA-BOOM!"

The screen went blank.

...oops. o_O

Oh well. My dad was really pissed, but brightened after he called Dell and they immediately agreed to replace the screen.

I think his name is permanently etched into the minds of the switchboard people.

"Eh! YCS lar! Better replace whatever he wants la, or he will complain sampai we go bankrupt and have to shut down you know!"

See? It's good to stand up for your consumer rights. Where do you think the brand new comp came from? And my 20 ringgit hp credit? And my brand new shiny chessboard? Nyahaha...

Anyway, there's this song that keep getting stuck in my head. I don't know why, but I woke up with Ne-Yo's 'So Sick' in my head this morning.

I don't have it in my night playlist, in case you were wondering. Or even in my iPod for that matter. Your brain does strange things when you're asleep. o_O

I've been having weird dreams lately but shh, I'm not telling you about them. =)

Anyway, Ne-Yo is an oxymoron lover after my own heart.

And I'm so sick of love songs
So tired of tears
So done with wishing
You were still here
Said I'm so sick of love songs
So sad and slow
So why can't I turn off the radio?

Erm, if you're so sick of love songs, then why the hell did you just write one? Stupid, isn't it?
And since I hate this song so much, why do I keep singing it in my head? Stupid, isn't it?

I guess we're all idiots. Sigh.

Has anyone seen the Where'd You Go video? I take back whatever I said about Mike's taste in videos.
That video ROCKS! It's sad enough hearing the song, but the video makes me want to cry. Almost, but not quite.

I'll never admit to crying, if you ask me. As one of my friends brightly observed the last time they slept over:

"Hey, I just realised. I haven't seen Stephanie cry before!"

Dur-brain. We've known each other for 8 years (that's more than half my life) and he hasn't seen me cry! I've certainly seen HIM cry. But maybe that's because I MADE him cry. (I uh, made his nose bleed. Not telling how, though)

It's sad that the only people that's seen me actually cry (as in the bawling kind, not the sniff sniff kind) excluding family, is...Jeanette. And she cried when I cried! I understand that there is such a thing as empathy, but THIS!

The point is, how can my long-term friends have NEVER seen me cry? I've seen all of them cry before (except Jun Yan, probably cause I didn't know him and his family for THAT long, and he's probably an android, and therefore has no feelings...j/k ;o)

Yeah, if you're reading this. I've probably seen YOU cry. Haha. And I can even reenact it out to anyone I please if you do me wrong. How embarassing for you. So stay on my good side if you want what's good for you. =)

To end on a *insert emotion here* note, OMG elocution on Monday! I haven't prepared yet. *starts to cry* Someone help me?

='(

Uh...random thoughts

Random thoughts are swimming in my head. I don't have enough sleep, sadly, so I won't be able to express myself in a fluent manner. =( Nyaha! Welcome to the messy fragments that make up Stephanie's mysterious mind. >=D

"Aiyo, choral speaking script still cacat la, WHY ON EARTH DID I VOLUNTEER TO CO-WRITE?? Actually no, Yi Ling paksa me one! But anyway I paksa her to enter elocution, so we're even..."

"...I want to sign up for NSW English! Why did I wait until last minute?"

"...but then 4K is going to make a complete fool out of themselves on choral speaking day! Oh well, at least we'll all be embarassed together..."

"...stupid teacher. Chase her all over the school, then talktalktalk until didn't even notice me. Hmph! Now I have to wait until next year to sign up for NSW!"

"Omg, the latest victim of censorship! ...wonder if anyone else has heard Weezer's new song. 'We Are All In Love' Wtf is that?? It's supposed to be 'We Are All On Drugs'!"

"Chi sin! Eleven-thirty already still blogging..."

"Tomorrow is JY's birthday. Weird, I still think I'm older than him. Maybe it's cause he's still shorter, haha. But I can't wish him cause I don't have his number..."

"Wait, my hair's stil wet. NOW I remember why I'm still on the comp. =D"

"Yer, my Add Maths don't know how to do la!"

"Wait, I can just sms Shan2, but my hp is dead...aiyo what the hell, just wish him on Saturday la!"

"I want my Boy2Girl back! Gonna kill that girl..."

"Crap. Is that mom calling?"


Now, you are one the first to have an exclusive peek into Stephanie's utterly complex mind. Isn't that just rad? =D

x( Sorry, no mood for blogging la. I'll blog properly next time, hopefully. Probably. Gotta go blow-dry my hair now, good night. =)

Fuck censorship!

Ah you see, censorship does not deter people who want to curse. I just said th 'F' word, see? Haha! Fuck censorship!

Enough cursing. My point is, why does the government even bother to censor foul words? The more they censor, the more people want to curse. If they don't censor anything, the foul words won't be forbidden fruit anymore. No one will bother to curse, because it's not cool to do so anymore. Reverse psychology, you see.

Anyhow, today I went to Great Eastern Mall for dinner. While my parents did the grocery shopping afterward, I stopped by the CD shop to pretend to browse through CDs, while my real intention was to listen to the music. They were playing FM's The Rising Tied (Again! Same CD as the last time I visited, a month ago!).

Naturally, I was delighted as it was my favourite new CD and I haven't gotten fed up with it yet, despite it being played 3 times in my mom's car today. (I think I'm about to make a FM fan out of mom. She seems to enjoy the music quite a lot =O)

They were playing Petrified when I went in, and my head started bobbing almost immediately, even though it wasn't one of my favourite songs on the CD. Then the song switched to Feel Like Home.

I know it don't make sense and I dont expect
For you to know what it's like smoke, drink, *silence* (piss), *silence* (sniff)
Everything in my sight push rocks in my pipe
Lift off I'll keep *silence* (puffing) 'till my lips turn white
And my chest is tight but who the *silence* (fuck) really cares
When your so far up that even death looks right

o_O'' Yeow. That's a lot of censorship. If you want to know, at the concert they left a polite silence wherever a 'fuck' was. Or they just changed the words like in the song Where'd You Go.

I want you to know its a little fucked up that
I'm stuck here waiting, at times debating
Telling you that I've had it with you and your career...

Only it's not 'fucked' up anymore. He's just 'messed' up. Now doesn't that just take the kick out of singing the song? It's just like the other rules the government imposed on the artists wanting to perform in Malaysia. Just so you know, the artists:

• Are not allowed to say 'suck', 'ass' and 'shit' Surprisingly, Mike didn't bother to change the words around in In Stereo.

"Get this BITCH earthquaking like..." (Man, I love that line!)

• MUST wear clothing that covers their shoulders and knees. That means no six-pack flashing.
• Must not scream excessively.
• Must not leap around on the equipment.

That just ruins the fun of a concert =( On the other hand, the audience are not allowed to:

• Crowd surf.
• Carry/be carried by someone.
• Throw stuff at the artists.

Geez. Throw stuff at the artists? How old do you think we are? 4? No wait, our local audience DO do that. No, wait, wait, actually it was an ang moh who did that. He threw a plastic bottle at Mike when he didn't get his towel. (And they call us Malaysians uncivilised!)

Back to the point. As for movies, don't you hate it when the hero/heroine and the antagonists get in a fight?

"Shut up, you asshole! You don't know what the fuck you're talking about!"

"You fucking bastard, I can say whatever the hell I want!"

"Well, you can kiss my ass, bitch. Go ahead and run off with that faggot and next time, don't come to me when you've got your panties all up in a bunch!"

Ok, I got that last line from an Eminem song. But anyway, THAT'S what you'll see overseas, or on pirated VCDs.

In Malaysia, it'll just seem like you've gone temporarily deaf. All you can do is shake your fist at the screen and let loose a tirade of your own curses.

Stupid, ain't it?

Artists should be allowed to express themselves in anyway they want, even though it IS a little crude. (Personally, I expected a bit more of Mike. Tsktsktsk, cursing like that.) Especially in movies, GOD! Just don't fucking censor the words, ok? It irritates me (and a lot of people) no end! BAH!

I was very happy when I got Eminem's Encore during Christmas. Then, I discovered a LOT of missing lines. And sadly, I rarely listen to it anymore.

To the government: Please, just do what the authorities overseas do - slap on a Parental Advisory sticker and watch your profits come rolling in again.

Because I'm NEVER going to buy an album that has been censored. I am NOT going to let the stupid manufacterers decide what is fit for my listening pleasure.

People, do yourselves a BIG favour and play 15 bucks extra for the imported FM CD.

3 extra songs, a DVD, and fucks included.

Another pointless post

Photoshop still amazes me. I used to go "WOW!" at some magazine pictures, wondering how much time they spent trying to make the picture look the way it does.

But ceh, I realised you can do it with just a click of the mouse. -_-'' Kinda takes the magic out of everything.

I cleaned up a couple of previously dark and blurred photos. I still don't have ALL the concert pics. I tried getting them last night over the internet. Bel said she'll send half of them first, since the files are HUGE. To my horror, 'half of them' are almost 36000 KB! =O

So I waited for 3 darned hours. I was getting excited as there was only 8000 KB left, around 15 minutes left to wait. Then you wouldn't believe what happened next: Bel's internet disconnected!!

OMG!

I felt like screaming. I waited 3 long hours and was only 15 mintues away from my precious pics, and the thing disconnected! *cry* Oh well, Bel sent me 21 pics today.

That's DJ Cheapshot, talking with the fans. =D I heard Mike call him 'Cheapie' once. It makes me think of a chick. "Cheep cheep!"

o_O It looks like he was actually saying that. *points at mouth* Cheepcheep!

There's something wrong

I don't know why I keep updating my blog lately, without nagging from any side.

I think I have...Complusive Blogging Syndrome!!! =O






...or maybe I'm just bored. *pokes last few idiotic posts*

Anyway, this post is mainly so I have a reason to republish my blog to see my new display pic. =) VERY amateur photo-shopping may I add. After seeing Anis' handiwork, I just felt...WOW!

Oh well, just to let you people know, from now on I'll putting the date of the latest blog update in my MSN signature. =D

To make things easier for everyone, since people are complaining AGAIN! Geez. You guys can never be satisfied, can you?

"Yer, I get so many notification emails la!"

I moved to blogger.

"Yer, so not nice lah the template!"

I designed my own.

"Yer, I don't like white on black lah! So hard to read!"

Changed to red font.

"I don't like black colour la! Memang hard to read!"

Changed WHOLE layout to pink.

"Yer, why so pink one?? So girly la, what la you!"

-_-"

And the list goes on and ON and ON. The latest is:

"Yooo! Now I don't know when you update la! So ma fan, everyday want to check!"

BIATCH! That completely defeats the purpose of my moving from friendster in the first place. So that I don't kacau you with emails. Crap la you people!

So anyway, as I said. It'll be in my MSN siggy. If you don't see me online, TOO BAD LA!

We Belong Together

Yesterday, gnork wrote a parody of Westlife's You Raise Me Up. Inspired, I try to write my own parody. This is what I'd really love to sing whenever I'm stuck with broccoli at the dining table (again)

Here is:

We Belong Together

I didn’t mean it when said that
I love broccoli
I should have refused
"No thanks, I hate everything that's green"
I didn’t know nothing,
I was stupid, I was foolish
I was just kidding myself
I couldn’t have fathomed
That it would taste so horrible
Never imagined I’d be sitting
Here with broccoli
Should've gotten McD
Or even KFC
But I thought I could handle it
I never felt

[Pre-Chorus 1]
This taste that's lingering in my mouth, permeating
my taste buds
and making me gag
And I don’t have a choice
Oh what I wouldn’t give
To have spaghetti bolognaise
Right here cause baby

[Chorus 1]
When you're not here I just cannot eat
Is it so hard to believe?
Come back baby please cause
I really hate broccoli
What else am I gonna eat when I'm starving at home?
What else can I microwave when the gas is out?
Who’s gonna take your place
There ain’t nothing yummier
Than you baby, baby
We belong together

[Verse 2]
I can’t sleep at night
When you are on my mind
There's mozzarella in the fridge
Calling to me: " I know you want me now"
Wait a minute this is too much (too much)
I gotta dump the cheese
So I open the door, throw it in the bin
And then I my tummy growling
“I really want spaghetti” and it’s hurting my mind
I’m tryin’ to suppress my appetite but not any longer

[Pre-Chorus 2]
I’m feeling all growly inside
Thinking of tomato and cheese
To figure out where the spaghetti went
The pain reflected in this song
Ain’t even half of what I’m feeling inside
I need you, need you back in my life baby

[Chorus 2]
When you're not here I just cannot eat
It’s still so hard to believe
Come back baby please cause
I really hate broccoli
What else am I gonna eat when I'm starving at home?
What else can I microwave when the gas is out?
Who’s gonna take your place
There ain’t nothing yummier
Than you baby, baby
We belong together

Darn. I still need to learn a thing or two from YM. o_O Don't even know why I chose this song, since I hardly know how it goes, despite all the airplay. Oh well.

Png. I'm in love again.

Hah! Nah, it's not a certain person, but rather, a certain band.

Poof. I still love Linkin Park!

=( It's been 3 years since LP released their last record, Meteora. But I can't really say I've missed them for THAT long. Especially since I used to hate Linkin Park.

No, really. My sister hated Linkin Park and all their screaming, so what the heck. If SHE doesn't like it, then I don't like it too. I didn't really have my own opinion then. I was just 11.

But the truth is, Linkin Park grows on you. Like a fungus. My mom says it's like sashimi, you have to acquire a taste for them. (I managed to convert her into a Green Day fan, so who knows? miracles happen) After years of listening to the Backstreet Boys, (yes I loved them, up until Never Gone came out, bleargh) Linkin Park was like a kick in the behind.

I just realised there are so many other genres to choose from, other than plain pop. Fact is, I still don't know what to classify LP as: Rap? Rock? Metal? Electronica? Or as their original name and debut album title suggests: A hybrid.

A mutant of all sorts.
A masterpiece.

Up until now, I have not tired of their songs, and I'm proud to say, I own every single one of their albums. =D Thanks Uncle Cheah!

I love their lyrics, they really help me when I'm in one of my moods. Like Don't Stay:

Don't stay

Forget our memories
Forget our possibilities
What you were changing me into
Just gimme myself back and
Don't stay
Forget our memories
Forget our possibilities
Take all your faithlessness with you
Just gimme myself back and
Don't stay

This was when I was trying to change myself for a certain someone, whose identity I will take with me to the grave. Then I realised it just wasn't worth changing yourself for the sake of pleasing someone else who couldn't care less about your wellbeing.

And here is a Linkin Park classic, In The End:

I tried so hard
And got so far
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
I had to fall
To lose it all
But in the end
It doesn't even matter

You know, I'm so darned weird. This song used to play in my head whenever I really put an effort in something, but failed to acheive what I wanted. Like when I failed BM. Like when I got 1B for my PMR. I tried so hard, yeah I really tried. I got 6As, then what the heck. 3 months after the exam, it doesn't really matter to me anymore.

Like today when I found out I got only 62% for Sejarah, after all that stinking effort put in. Gah! The tune may be a bit more for serious things, but the lyrics hit the nail on the head every, single, freakin' time.

This song below is important to me, for personal reasons. Make fun of it and I'll kick your stinky ass all the way to Iceland. Ask me what my favourite LP song is, and I'll probably say 'P5hng Me A*wy'

I've lied to you
This is the last smile that I'll fake for the sake of being with you
Everything falls apart
Even the people who never frown eventually break down
Everything has to end
You'll soon find we're outta time left to watch it all unwind
The sake of being with you
Everything falls apart
Even the people who never frown eventually break down
The sacrifice is never knowing

Why I stay when you just push away
No matter what you see you're still so blind to me

I love the way it reaches a non-screaming climax in the middle of the song. I used to wake up with this song playing in my head.

And yeah, the computer used to be clogged up with pictures of Linkin Park. But when the computer crashed for the umpteenth time, I didn't bother to get them back, as it was too tiresome and it makes the comp too darned slow to be used.

There was once on Chester's birthday (March 20th) I went on neopets and my signature read: "Mmphm! Ain't gonna talk until you wish Chester a happy birthday!"

Needless to say, this annoyed a great number of people, with many left ignoring me. But I refused to stop my campaign and was joined by a number of LP fans. And the end of the day I collected 28 birthday wishes and I was left with a warm, fuzzy, self-satisfied feeling.

I am so freaking weird.

Anyway, the latest news is in, and I expect LP fans to be super-delighted.

Rolling Stone recently tracked down LP co-frontman Chester Bennington to comment on the new Linkin Park album, from which 50 new songs have already been written, and Chester had this to say;

"It's dark and spooky, poppy and very melodic. Not a hard, heavy rock record. What it is, is fucking insane!"

This seems to contradict Chester's previous statement to MTV.com, where he said "I couldn't go into the studio the next day because of all the screaming I did. There will be A LOT of screaming."

Just to recap, that's "a lot of screaming", and "poppy and very melodic". Formulate your own explanations, I can't.

The album, produced by Rick Rubin, is due out in late summer 06.

-Taken from the LPA

DUE OUT IN LATE SUMMER 06! This year! Yay-hay! And it is expected for them to make a tour and to return to Malaysia for the second time (third, for Mike) to wow their fans. Now, this isn't confirmed, so don't murder me if I am wrong. =O

But when they come here, I will not hesitate giving up a hundred bucks, even TWO hundred just to see them live!

Who's with me?

Big Dreams

Since I was young, I've had tons of different ambitions. I could never (and still can't) really decide what I want to be when I grow up.

But I just realised that what people say has an impact on my way of thinking.
I used to love to draw and design stuff, and everyone would tell me, "Wow! You should be a graphic designer, you're so creative!"

Henceforth, every time a person asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up, I would carelessly reply, "Oh! A graphic designer." Which would be accompanied by a weak and completely lame smile.

Truth is, up to this very day, I have absolutely no idea what a graphic designer does. Seriously. Designing graphics? Errr...

SO many times people have told me to consider a career in art and design, until I am completely sick of it. Now I rarely draw anymore, save for the compulsory doodles for every Sejarah class.

Also, people have told me: "Wah! You're so tall, you should be a model!" -_-'' Do I look like model material? I'd probably take 3 steps in those ridiculously high stilettos and fall flat on my face. That, accompanied by the fact I am completely un-photogenic, would guarantee my resume's place in the outbox.

But I used to dream anyway, about a model's life. About how fun it would be having all those people fussing over your appearance, when all you want to do is get your ass out on the catwalk and collect your next paycheck. Plus, you get free clothes too, or so I heard.

I also loved to write. I used to write completely random pieces based on anything that inspired me at the very moment. Like the piece about the Yap's hair when I was an extremely pissed-off 11-year-old who wanted to take my anger out on somebody else.

Then, my sis took that piece and presented it for her oral (aural?) exam got got nearly full marks, besides cracking everyone up. When she told me that, I was like, "Really? That's nice." I couldn't help but feel a twinge of pride, even though I thought that article was complete crap.

I still remember that humiliating incident in Form 1 when my English teacher was spouting praises about my writing - "She has a real flair for writing!" - and proceeded, to my absolutely horror, to hand around my completely horrendous English exam paper for my classmates to read.

How embarrassing. I hate allowing the TEACHER to read my work, let alone people I don't know, and in some cases, completely hated.

Needless to say, I hated the word 'flair' from then on. I've also hated every English teacher I've had so far, but they all seem to love me. Which is completely disgusting. Don't judge a person from the way they write. But maybe, if you're an English teacher, you have no choice but to do so.

Now I don't bother to write anymore, unless I absolutely have to. (Some people STILL poke fun at me - "Oi, you have a FLAIR ah!" -_-'' 4 years later. It doesn't get old, does it?)

Also, I wanted to be a major athlete. How cool would it be, to prove that girls can match, or even supercede guys in physical ability? Awesome. Spurred on by that attitude, I constantly picked fights with my guy friends or classmates.

I still have a couple of memorable incidents in primary school where I totally got even with guys who picked on me for being 'tomboy-ish' and couldn't sit with my legs together.

Once, we had to bring 'lidi's to school for an art project. Seeing this oppurtunity to misbehave, I picked up the reeds and whipped them across this guy's back. He was majorly pissed and proceeded to fight back, using his own lidi.

Alas, we were discovered by a dutifully patrolling prefect and were brought to our class teacher for disciplinary action. To be truthful, I was shaking a little, since in those days corporal punishment had not yet been abolished.

When the teacher asked us to clarify what happened, I took the chance to point fingers. "Ta zuo nong wo de! Wo shi ding zi ji er yi!" (He disturbed me! I was trying to defend myself!)

Ok, so it was horribly broken Mandarin, but my teacher got the point. And to my utmost glee, she proceeded to cane him with such force in front of the class, until I could see the boy's face scrunched up in an effort not to cry.

Am I not evil?

But please bear in mind, this was the same guy who pushed me around, tried, and failed miserably to bully the new girl in school. Too bad you messed with the wrong girl. Nyahaha. And that is only one of the numerous incidents I speak of.

But then I saw how badly it messed up those guys' mental health and ego, (haha) and I thought that I'd better stop. So I don't pick on people anymore. Not mentally, anyway.

I also used to be fairly skilled in maths, though sadly, it fails me when I need it most - during exams. Normally, I could finish every exercise in the time people took to absorb and understand the question. Because of that, people's expectations shot up so high, until even a single careless mistake in an exam would lead to a long and boring lecture about carelessness and 'studying in appropriate conditions.

CHI SIN! Do you think I'm a robot? Humans were MADE to err. Bah!

I was so sick of it, until I couldn't care less about how I did in Maths before. So what if people were disappointed in me? I mean, who cares? It's not like you could immerse yourself in a career completely based on Maths anyway. Pfft.

But right now?

Right now, I want to be...a rock star!

What are you laughing at? A girl can dream, can't she?

I don't necessarily want to front a band. I'll be content playing the guitar or drums, or something. I love music, and who wouldn't want to be adored and paid for doing something they enjoy? Besides, travelling around and performing seems really great. =D

My guitar teacher said that I pick up things 'easily', even if I don't even practice. And well, let's see where that gets me. =) For now, I'll be content doing what the average teenager does:

Eating, sleeping and playing. ;o) That's the life for me.

For now, anyway.

A couple of pictures...

...from the concert.

Bel's pics haven't arrived yet, and I can't wait to put SOMETHING up! Here are 4 pics before Cammie died on me. Very low resolution, sorry. =( I had to photoshop a couple of pics too, it was so dark...

Cheapshot entertaining the audience single-handedly.

Mike signing autographs.

Oh, and the brown thing is the towel everyone was asking for. =D

Tak, also signing stuff for fans.

He kinda blended in with the background, but I created some contrast so you can see him better. xD

My signed meet and greet pass.,

=)

Crap, I forgot the drummer's name. =(

Can't wait for the pics from Bel's cam. =D I'll show you what Ryu, Cheapshot and the others look like . ;)

Oh.My.GOD!!!

I just got back from the Fort Minor concert! (Would you please look at the time)

I want to laugh.
I want to cry.
I want to SCREAM!

Fort Minor was unbelievable, it almost makes me wish that they'd come out with a sophomore album. Only that'd delay LP's next album even more.

Anyway, I got there around 8pm. We drove through the back door (VIPs mah =D) and we entered the arena. It wasn't nearly as crowded as the Simple Plan concert, there were a lot of people hanging around outside the arena.

Uncle Cheah said he was going to meet the band, *pants* and walks off. Kevin and I trail behind a bit hesitantly. Then U Cheah started chatting with some Hotlink people, and we wandered off. K said he was going to meet some friends, so I went to find Belinda.

We edged toward the front. The crowd was much more polite this time, no shoving involved. I got in fantastic shots of Tak and Cheapshot, but not Mike and Ryu because they couldn't keep still!

By the way, Mike looks older and has put on weight. xD Poor workaholic. =( Take some time off producing albums and come to Malaysia with the rest of the crew!

I felt really great throughout the concert, no one fainted and I came prepared with lots of water.

Then when the concert ended, I whipped out my NEW (ok, second-hand-new) handphone and tried to contact Uncle Cheah to get us backstage.

I finally found him and Auntie Christine waving in the bleachers.

"Why did you run away? I thought we were going to meet the band!" says U Cheah.

*starts blubbering*

"But...but, I didn't KNOW!!!"

(I was shouting very loudly as we were all still deaf)

I started hyperventilating.

"Let's go find them NOW!" *puppy dog eyes*

"But now I don't know where they are already..."

CRAP!!!

We walked back to the car, and got my school bag and stuff. Then Uncle Cheah was like,

"Here, give you lah!"

The Meet and Greet passes! Alas! If only it were 2 hours earlier! *sob*

I gratefully accepted it anyway. (Though I was probably still blubbering and seemed very distraught)

I gave one of the passes to Bel and walked back to the car to put my bag. Then I had a great idea.

"Let's stalk the band! I want to meet them ANYWAY!"

So after dumping my stuff in the car, we headed back to the arena to find a huge crowd cheering. I got there in time to see Ryu's retreating back. HE'S GONE!

Then I noticed.

There may be no Ryu, but there certainly is MIKE, CHEAPSHOT and TAK! Woohoo! There they were greeting the fans and signing autographs! I was so close to Mike I could just reach out and poke him in his cute button nose. But I decided not to, as there were 3 scary-looking security guys flanking him.

I got my VIP pass signed. I was giddy-happy, though there still is an empty spot were Ryu's sig should have been. =(

DJ Cheapshot was really cute, chattering away to the fans. But it didn't take a genius to figure out that nearly everyone was there for Mike.

Hard-core LP fans, we are.

Mike was sullen, sad to say. =( He was really hyper and awesome on stage, but that most likely drained the life out of him. I could understand his weariness though.

"MIKE! Sign this!!"
"MIKE! I want your T-shirt!"
"MIIIIIKE!!! Give me your towel!!!!!!!!!!"

(Cheapshot only got asked for his cap. He politely refused, saying the last time he did that, he regretted it so much as he had nothing to cover up his hat hair. xD)

Geez. I would've been fed up to. Stupid fangirls/guys. There was this girl too:

*clutches Gatorade can*

"OH. MY. GOD!!! I've got Mike's can! MIKE'S CAN!!! I've got his DNA!!!!"

In front of him too. If I were him I'd be so weirded out. OR I'd just spit in the girl's face. I bet she'd never wash it after that.

But there is one consolation! Linkin Park is MOST LIKELY coming to Malaysia!!! I will not make the same mistake. Uncle Cheah said He'll get me tix and meet and greet passes! I WILL meet the band, get my pass signed, hug each and everyone of them, AND have my picture taken with them too. So there.

I will glue myself to Uncle Cheah next time. Linkin Park is my favourite, favourite band and if I miss them...AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm still delirious, so the post ends here. Oh yeah, Cammie died on me, so the pictures are with Bel. Will post them up once I receive them. =)

P.s Here are the songs they played:

They started with Remember The Name, followed by:
-It's Going Down
-Mr. Brown
-Medley
-It's Going Down
-Get It
-Petrified
-Feel Like Home
-Where'd You Go
-In Stereo
-Cigarettes (Acapella! =O Ok, so the crowd sang along too)
-High Road (YES!)
-Red to Black
-There They Go
-Numb/Encore! (That was their encore song)
-They ended with Believe Me. =)

The string section also played a superb version of Usher's Yeah! Don't ask me how they did it, but it was wicked! They also played another song, but I can't remember the name. (No pun intended =D)

Btw people, next single is Remember The Name *scream* followed by Petrified. Watch for them!

P.p.s. I saw one of the band vehicles on the way home! But only the string section was there. =(

P.p.p.s. (Crap, I keep adding stuff) DJ Cheapshot came out alone for about 15 minutes and started playing by himself as the band was delayed. He did great, but was worried he was crap. AS IF!

P.p.p.p.s Mmphmpt! I forgot to add that they performed and dedicated Enth E nd to the LP fans. =D