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The above was supposed to be the real title, but trust me the blogskin screwed up on meLiving life to the fullest And I won't say anything at all. To all the lovely bitches like you Get your boots on |
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Close enough to touch - Monday, November 29, 2010 @ 10:55 PM
Whee, imma gonna go off to youth camp in er a couple of hours. So yeah, no Ian for the next four days or so. Couple of hours being 10, 12 ,14 not 1 2 3 geddit? =/ Damn I seem to be going away a lot. Its okay, I know you all miss me. RIght. Now I shall proceed to strum a guitar for the next few hours alone in someone else's room. Dont ask what I'm doing there, orou whose room it is for that matter. When I return I resolve to run at least 5km a day until the end of the holidays. And you will all fear me. I am now committed, nothing can stop me now. Ack. Trepidation is starting to set in, if i have actually used that word correctly. I sure hope so. Its amazing how pitiful you can look and act yet people can choose to ignore you nevertheless. Like how i spent nearly all the nights in london sleeping on the floor and both of them didnt really seem to mind. Like how people can just leave me alone in the room to type a semi-emo blogpost. Like how.. Forget it, life is only as full of unhappiness as you want it to be. Stop self indulging. For the record the trepidation is not in anyway related to what I have typed above. And you cannot say you have actually known what true happiness is until you have listened to Your Love Is My Drug. I digress. |
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Movin Lika Raynnstormz - Saturday, November 27, 2010 @ 2:39 PM
Day-um I nidda new blogskin.
But I'm too lazy to go trawling for one now. Ah....the conundrum that laziness brings you with alarming regularity. Whee... Anyway...... Um..... deathtoallyoustupidpeoplewhothinkke$hadoesnothingbutsongsliketiktokwhenactuallysheisacrazybimboandareallyfunsongwriterwhowritespowerpopandisabsolutelyadorableandrandom. Uhh.....okay... andthatrandomnessputshercoolnessfactorwayabovenormalaveragepeoplelikeyouandscalestayloresqueheights.. Umm...tayloresque isnt a word. doesntmatternowbecauseitisawordbecauseisaysoandbecauseitisultimatelyultimatelysoverymuchawesomedontyathinksoheregolistentohersongdontforgettolistentotheendcausethatsthefunnestpartaswell. But... tadaaaaaaa umm...ignore that picture. I like her music, not her fashion style. I guess. ohanddontforgetthattaylorswiftwroteaboteaguywhowasalsocalledstepheninthesong. Yes..i believe we know that song and.. ohanddidyouknowthatstephenalsorhymeswithmynamethatisliketotallyawesomecoolrightyoucanlikeimaginetaylorandke$habothsingingthosesongstoyourightimeanthatsliketotally OKAYYY STOPPP. youknowwhatimgonnawritemyownlyricsforitrighthereimmaggonnaedititforrealismand no wait. Stop. Steeeeeeeeeeephen Steeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeephen Whyyyyyyyy won't you call me? Stephen Why won't you call me? I saw you In your tight ass rocker pants You saw me too I laughed Cause I was completely trashed And I watched your Uggg-ly girl-friend Sneer across the room As if I real-ly care That she's here with you All I know is.... You're my object of affection My drug of choice My sick obsession (twinkly sound) :D Stephen (stephen) Why won't you call me? (call mehz) I'm sitting here waiting (waitin) Why won't you call me? Stephen (stephen) I'm feeling pathetic I can't take rejection Why won't you call me? I've got guys Waiting in a line For me to play My evil girly games With all their minds Just watch me Got it down To a simple art Just bat my Eyes Like this And there's a broken heart But somehow You turn the tables What the hell I can charm the pants off anyone else But you Stephen Why won't you call me? I'm sitting here waiting Why won't you call me? Stephen I'm feeling pathetic I can't take rejection Why won't you call me? Stephen I'm thinking' that Maybe You might think I'm Crazy Is that why you won't Call me Steve Don't you think I'm Pretty Do you not (Love me) Is that why you won't call me? Cause you're my object of affection My drug of choice My sick obsession I want to keep you as my pet to play with And hide under my bed forever Stephen (stephen) Why won't you call me? (call me) I'm sitting here waiting (waiting) Why won't you call me? Stephen I'm feeling pathetic I can't take rejection Why won't you call me? Stephen I'll knit you a sweater I want to wrap you up in my looove Forever I will never let you go Stephen I'll never let go Stephen Why won't you call me? I'm sitting here waiting Why won't you call me? Stephen I'm feeling pathetic I can't take rejection Why won't you call me? Ummmmm....enough. Ohmygoodnessthatistotallynotenoughyouhavenotunderstoodorlistenedtomusicuntilyouhaveheardthemostannoyingirritatingchantyouwilleverheardinyourentirelifetime. Well...as rolling stones put it. Animal was repulsive, obnoxious, and ridiculously catchy. D-I-N-O-S-A U R a DINOSAUR!!!! Uh... I dont think they're ready for that. They might die of shock. NOOOOO!!!! IT SHALL HAPPENZ AHAHAHAHHAA And thus...this is kesha, someone who is crazy enough to write songs and lyrics for laughs. Yay! Wheeeeee I hope you arent traumatised. :D D-I-N-O-S-A U R a DINOSAUR!!! |
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Addiction count +2 - Friday, November 26, 2010 @ 12:05 PM
Ahhh......finally back in Singapore. With the lovely island for once feeling like the hot wet modernized tropical jungle it is. Ugh. Everyone was freezing in Japan except for me. Now, I feel like I'm baking in the heat.
Zzt. I arrived back home on a 767 in the middle of 99% humidity, with two more music addictions than I started out with as well as a bunch of souveneirs from london. Mostly foodstuff. I didn't get any souveneirs from japan, I didn't get any money there. I discovered that Ke$ha is a mad genius who writes power pop. And that PIXIE LOTT IS AWESOMEEEEEEEEEEE. And I also discovered that TAYLOR SWIFT MADE THE NEWS IN SG AGAIN AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Never mind. I also just really really recently discovered that going on a holiday does not cure insanity in any form. If anything, sitting on Emirates flight with massive entertainment accentuates it. I HAD ENTIRE MUSIC ALBUMMMSSS TOO LISSTEN TOOO OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG. Thus the Ke$ha and Pixie Lott addiction. And yes, Japanese Girls wear miniskirts in the cold as well. ***************************************************************** Everyone from my cca loved london. I liked the trip. But I didnt really like the city. I found it depressing. Mehz: This city is so depressing Thm: Why? Mehz: I dont know...its so DEAD! Thm: London is more alive than Singapore..I mean on a night out there isn't anything to do, over here you can go to the theatre... and do other stuff. I conceded defeat at that point. but of course later we learnt that londoners didnt go to the theatre much despite their rich history of theatres. And I guess I was right. Have you seen pictures of London? All the stone everywhere right? Its not just in one place. Its EVERYWHERE. Everything I mean EVERYTHING is in shades of grey, white, beige, brown. And everything is so muted. The colours are muted. The people, wear black overcoats. Brown jackets Grey tops. The cars, dark green, faded black. Everything just looked...the same. It gets worse. The hair.. Its a sea of blonde there. Its like 90% of the female population have blonde hair. Ugh. All the buildings are stone due to the great fire of london that happened like in 16 something. So they were afraid of it burning down again. So they used stone -.- but the conformity was scary. Twas somethihng I couldn't handle. haha you people should have seen me in the taxi back home. How I stared at every bright red car that flashed past, the blue of the bus stop roof, the bright intense blue, the yellow underneath it that clashed with the blue, the lime green stencil on the side of the fluorescent orange car. The white and weird green of that HDB estate. THe lush green of the grass by the road and the green signs by the roadside. The colour and diversity here is amazing. I realized what I was missing. Shit I'm gonna live here forever. |
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I'm leaving(london), on a Jet plane. - Wednesday, November 17, 2010 @ 10:43 PM
Whee.
London is awesome. Not. Well. Idk. Everything looks like its the same shade of colour. I had a really good time here. I miss you all. I miss the Singapore air. And I'm gonna remember it for a night, and then I'll go back to missing it for another week in Japan. this is the internet point in the travelodge where RP stayed for the past week, its costing me £1 for 20 mins. Aka $2.10. Wonderful stuff eh? Unfortunately I didnt get any copies of Speak Now. Its cheaper in Singapore which kinda surprised me, they are selling the deluxe in Singapore the same price they are selling the normal edition here. Um....cheap kit kat I guess. haha. And I tasted Fanta. No one else seemed to like it but me. Haha. But who cares. FANTAAAA. Coke is still my preferred drink of choice. I've been guzzling it like a fish. The buskers on the street are awesome. I've been throwing a pound or more to almost all the buskers I see. Yeah £1 = $2.10, Im crazy. But I feel like I have to, cause people like them, no matter how bad or poor they are, give me some hope for the future I guess. Argh typing makes my arm hurt, this is bad. I also haven't touched a piano all the time I'm here. Been compensating for it by singing on the streets a lot. Londoners don't mind as much as Singaporeans. I also discovered that you dont need a liscense to busk. Ah...the next time I come here I'm gonna bring a guitar or Ukelele along, that is if I do get the chance to come back to this city. Just sitting on the street, breathing in the air, strumming away to Colbie Caillat and singing mah troubles away...and maybe I might just decide to overstay my visa. I'd be a hobo, but a damn happy hobo. It gets pretty cold out here, but apparently no amount of cold weather can stop a girl from wearing miniskirts if she wants to. Zzt. ************************** He sat there by the roadside, all alone. The night was cold, and the stars in the sky were not visible, banished from the skies over the city lights. The city was bright, but somehow, shadows lurked at every corner. He gave a cough as a particularly strong gust of wind blew past, rustling the newspapers that he held around him for protection during this time. His money was shot, his luck was down, but he still would get his news. No use growing stupid while he was poor. He tried to settle down, staring blearily ahead with ever growing eyes, the people passing by in front of him becoming as invisible to him as he was to them. He knew all to well what they thought of him, what they saw, but what they didnt see also hurt him. He wondered which was worse, the look of contempt in their eyes when they despised him, or they way they just glanced over him at times. It didn't matter, he thought, one day, he would show them all. One day..you could take everything from a man he thought, but he can keep going on, as long as he got a dream. And that was the very thing he thought to himself, that he would always have. |
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Er...yoz - Thursday, November 11, 2010 @ 12:35 AM
Whee. Standing at the free internet point at the gate.
Thank you all for not sending me goodbyes and stuff. Really appreciate it. But never mind, i know you all will miss my humour and my wit and my general state of awesomeness that i bring to your lives. Haha. Yeah. I mean like. YEAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! At least none of you were thick skinned enough to request gifts and not say goodbye. Haha. But... Whatever. Whee. Goodbye cruel world. -.- Getting a little melodramatic arent ya. Ok. Goodbye. I know you will miss me. Haha |
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Let the floods cross.. - Wednesday, November 10, 2010 @ 1:06 PM
the distance..
If a person loses his or her memory, how much of it can that person lose, before he or she really isnt the same person anymore. I feel like I just lost a friend. She isn't the same. Its weird. And its screwed up. Especially since she was complaining about her best friend losing her memory a month ago. I think I finally understood what she meant. |
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And I'm Leavin On a Jet Plane! - @ 12:59 PM
Yepz, wont be back until the 27th I think.
Off to London (: Fresh Air! Fresh London toxic polluted air. Zzt.... Oh dear...off to see the hobos. Nah looking forward to it. Looking forward to BPL matches in the afternoon. XD. then off to Japan....for...er...looking at stuff and eating food that I do not care for. I expect to lose weight. I had so better starve myself overseas. And since I generally dislike airplane food, my task will be made much easier. Emirates Flight I will be taking. No Qantas haha. And of course, I will be making a detour to the Emirates stadium...haha..to get Slim some Arsenal stuff. Hehe this is a last call for souvenirs. Please tag if you want one. XD. I will be checking this before I leave on the flight at er... 1am I think. Changi airport has lovely free internet access points. Lets see um..Im planning to get Tswift album over there, I hope its cheaper. Besides only the deluxe edition is selling in popular. Haha. Yes it is. And Pat, downloading the album is not the same as buying it. Lets see..um my copy of Speak Now is going to get autographed, because I have a lucky friend who isnt a Taylor fan who got front row seats as well as an invite to the meet and greet session cause his parent's church friend won some dumb contest. So yay me...I guess. Yeah I am very resentful. Especially since I still havent gotten the tickets yet due to..well..screwed up stuff. If you are an awesome person, get me 3 tickets please. Zzt. |
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Drop Everything Now! - Monday, November 8, 2010 @ 8:40 AM
Bloody hell he thought, glancing around at the retarded attap huts around him. He had at least expected something classier when he was dragged all away down to Malaysia for a bloody dinner that he didnt want to attend, instead he was standing here, on a broken down piece of tarmac, feeling ridiculously overdressed.
The food was torrid, everything was cold, and he suspected that the mushroom soup was rotten. He had helped himself to two helpings anyway, it was a buffet. He wouldnt go the evening hungry. He stood outside of the two huts, if they could even be called huts, ridiculous they were, each one was probably as big as his room. He was bored out of his wits, and sorely pissed off, there goes another saturday he thought, I should be sitting at home at least. Bloody hell, there wasn't even a freakin pillar where he could lean on and act the angsty teenager that he so very much felt like. There were of course, but some genius had decided to add a potted plant at the base of each, denying him the pleasure of leaning against any of them. The evening was a complete waste, well, almost if not for the dark-haired beauty sitting at the table in front of him, looking every bit as bored as he was, as the adults conversed about various stuff that they both didn't give a shite about. The phrase in his head echoed a little weirdly, well of course he did, everyone had black hair around here, but it didn't matter, he brushed the thought away in an instant. She wasn't spectacularly dressed, her slim, svelte figure encased by a light blue shirt and the short shorts that are the trend at the moment, but as he looked on, he found his natural dislike of blue falling away.. mmmm...... Haha thats all for now. Gasps, I realize that there is a small chance that she might read this. Dum-dee-dum-dumm. Shhh... |
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GERRARRRRDDDDD - Friday, November 5, 2010 @ 8:03 PM
Since my creative synapses arent really firing for some reason. I shall satisfy myself with a soccer post.
I actually woke meself up at 4am to watch this match. And I'm functioning like nothing happened. Game: Liverpool Vs Napoli. Score 3-1 Whee and Gerrard ends the game with a hat-trick. 4 mistakes, 4 goals. :D -.- Liverpool lined up in a (thank God) 4-2-3-1 Backline was Johnson at right back, with Kyrgiakos partnering the favoured Legend Carragher in central defence with the much maligned Paul Konchesky taking the left back position. At first I thought Skrtel was playing but that baldy turned out to be Shelvey. :P But just looking at the back four made me nervous. the greek and carra are slow as hell. Never mind. I screamed when I saw the midfield. Spearing and Poulsen making up the pivot, two players not famed for their creativity and passing. This was not going to be a good game. Jovanovic on the left, the jury's still out on that one. And to my horror, two central midfielders better than the aforementioned S&P appearing in central midfield and on the right wing, Meireles and Shelvey respectively. Meireles isnt usually comfortable up there. God knows how well Shelvey does on the right. And of course, the enigmatic David Ngog playing as the lone striker. Lucas Leiva, sitting on the bench next to Gerrard, Torres looking very unhappy in a suit next to Joe Cole. Surprisingly when the game kicked off, me and my cousin looked at each other on five minutes. It seemed like liverpool was going to win. Despite the selection horror. They were pushing well, and Napoli was only just coping under the pressure. But a few counter-attacks left me uneasy. *camera flash to hodgson, he sits, and watches like a spectator* The napoli players just were too fast and skilful for Kyrgiakos and Carra, they didnt seem to be able to take the ball off them. Everytime they surged forward I screamed WHERE IS POULSEN. We would squint and find him somewhere else, not at the point of attack. Flaunting his blond locks to the spectators. Liverpool stopped attacking. And Napoli started after 10 mins. Liverpool stopped playing football. Jovanovic did what he could and surprisingly Konchesky overlapped well. Ngog tried, but the way he smiled after he missed every shot was getting stupid. The key was really Spearing and Poulsen. Poulsen allowed himself to be marked all the time and Carra and Kyrgiakos didnt know who to pass to. Although none of them seemed to trust Jay Spearing who was unmarked. XD. Defence gets ball, ball to Poulsen, instant pass back, look around, pass once twice to each other. Upon which. 1. Long ball to random person. 2. Pass to konchesky or Johnson. Poulsen allowed himself to be dispossessed way to often. Liverpool were being overrun. A cynical liverpool fan on Red and White Kop later noted that P&S would have struggled to pass wind there... Napoli made their pace and skill count, and it showed, maybe 3 or 4 good chances before the break. Although Kyrgiakos somewhat proved himself, by winning almost every single header that came his way. Meireles tried but was largely ineffective and Shelvey made a mess of things on the right. Now Goal 1. Some people say it was the fault of Carra and Johnson. I say look back one second. Poulsen. A header, backwards. Not even sideways or smth. He could have left it alone and Carra would have picked it up. But, instead he headered it to the Napoli attacker who showed him what a real header was, sending the ball flying through Carra and Johnson, putting his teammate through for a calm one on one finish. The game was tortuous to watch after that and at half time. I was utterly disgusted. The ESPN pundit told Hodgson to bring Gerrard on. He did. But he subbed the only winger we had on the field. Plus, he wasnt doing all too badly. And Poulsen.......was still on the field. So, come 2nd half we had 5 midfielders on the field, none of them which were wingers. Fantastic. What Hodgson said about him not using wingers but only wide midfielders still rankles me. Get with the times. And you can't just dump central mids wide and call them wide mids as well. It kinda doesnt work that way. Liverpool started to attack and the game became balanced, with Liverpool and Napoli taking turns to attack, Gerrard looked energetic and always caught my eye with the extent he stretched his legs. XD Definitely played his heart out. I have no clue how the organisation was like. Though some newspapers say that Meireles shifted to the left, the problem at this point was that Liverpool had no organisation at the attack. But Spearing was starting to take more responsibility in defence. Poulsen was busy being poulsen. We struggled to gain possession. Finally on the 65th minute around there Hodgson realized what we realized all season. Poulsen was bad. He took him off for Ecclestone(Whaaaa?) Who proved that a little energy and attempted dribbling never hurt anyone. Shelvey lit up after that. I think Gerrard and Meireles must have come back to help Spearing. Liverpool looked more in control, but it was really messy, I still have no clue which flank Shelvey was playing on and Where exactly Meireles was playing. Haha. In the end Gerrard got his goal after Shelvey did some good work but Dossena failed. And it all went downhill for Napoli after there. Johnson, who in my opinion was bloody useless all match popped up to earn a penalty, and the third goal came out of nowhere. Oh one more thing. After the first two goals. Hodgson felt it right to bring on yet another Central Midfielder, and thus if you count Ecclestone as attacking ( I think he is) you end the match with 6 midfielders none of which are wingers. Awesome tactics. Whee... |
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At last.... - Thursday, November 4, 2010 @ 10:01 PM
the holidays are here.
Yay. Whee. Funny I feel bored. Shit Im gonna be getting a lot of that phrase. Whee won a shiny cool gold medal in interclass soccer. Haha. It doesnt matter that I didnt play in the final, I still have the medal. :P Haha take that. |
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Halving the odds. - Tuesday, November 2, 2010 @ 8:39 PM
If you actually understood that phrase then...
Nah it isnt from anywhere. I think I'll turn that into a song, but it just looked so good I had to put it there foist. (Meowth says it like that, if you dont know who Meowth is, then you need to get a childhood) One against the world. So two against the world is halving the odds. Geddit? There you go, a little insight into the mind of Ian for today. I need an excuse to get out of the house as much as possible during the sch holidays. Someone better provide me with one. Hmmm weekly soccer sessions? Weekly guitar lessons! Someone has to teach me guitar. I have the time. At least during december. I have no november. I need to remember how I used to post before. This leave a line thingy totally screws your scroll button. Im sorry. I just talk like this. In spurts. Yeah. Haha. |
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YEAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH - @ 5:51 PM
Preliminary pick for Speak Now.
I've been unfortunately snubbed by the internet. It hates me and won't let me download the entire album. But here are some of my picks. 1. Mine. (okayy...so everyone loves this song, yay not much of a revelation here) 2. Sparks Fly ( The ultimate. Ultimate. Taylor Song.) The abuse of harmonies made it much better than the preliminary version I heard. 3. Haunted ( The music is um...epic, but its um....fitting..) Reminded me of sober(pink) , but its awesome stuff. 4. Back To December Yepz. And thats all for now. I realize I am unfortunately addicted to harmonies and Taylor Swift's falsetto. I am addicted to very much all aspects of Taylor Swift's voice. That curl in her voice, that sly falsetto, the tone it takes on when she hits consecutive high notes. Okay.....enough. Its not just the fact that she harmonizes with herself. I'm just attracted to all harmonies in general. Its disgusting. I will rate up any performance if it uses harmony, even if it does so throughout the entire song. Argh. Attracted. I use that word because, Idk, it does draw me towards that person. Got a better word anyway? Didnt think so. Haha. |
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Confession. - @ 5:40 PM
I hate it.. The two of you.
I hate how you're so close. I hate it that you two share so much experiences So much. That I dont. I hate it how you both can laugh about that camp, that night, that funny story and I can only look on sullenly. I hate how you two dont really get me anymore. I hate how I could have shared a lot more of that if only I had gotten a higher GPA. Last year. Since when does GPA start screwing your life? Since now. So somehow though its wrong and stupid, I am quietly rejoicing in the fact that you wont be here for the next few weeks. Well. That week. I know i should be disappointed you won't be there. But were you when I wasnt? Not on your mind was I? Then again, he probably never thought of me either. What the hell am I fighting for. Why the hell am I fighting for the two of you. You're both already gone. You have each other. You don't need me. But... I still need you guys. Its pathetic, I just end up twisting in the wind. Lost. Weak. Falling. Nothing. I'm a selfish little bugger, hurtful, resentful, bitter, arrogant, and I never know what to say. Maybe I'm just clumsy, silly, slow and a little blur. But I'm trying to change. And sometimes I just need a little something to light the way. If not I'll be stuck here. Forever. |
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Close enough to touch - Monday, November 29, 2010 @ 10:55 PM
Whee, imma gonna go off to youth camp in er a couple of hours. So yeah, no Ian for the next four days or so. Couple of hours being 10, 12 ,14 not 1 2 3 geddit? =/ Damn I seem to be going away a lot. Its okay, I know you all miss me. RIght. Now I shall proceed to strum a guitar for the next few hours alone in someone else's room. Dont ask what I'm doing there, orou whose room it is for that matter. When I return I resolve to run at least 5km a day until the end of the holidays. And you will all fear me. I am now committed, nothing can stop me now. Ack. Trepidation is starting to set in, if i have actually used that word correctly. I sure hope so. Its amazing how pitiful you can look and act yet people can choose to ignore you nevertheless. Like how i spent nearly all the nights in london sleeping on the floor and both of them didnt really seem to mind. Like how people can just leave me alone in the room to type a semi-emo blogpost. Like how.. Forget it, life is only as full of unhappiness as you want it to be. Stop self indulging. For the record the trepidation is not in anyway related to what I have typed above. And you cannot say you have actually known what true happiness is until you have listened to Your Love Is My Drug. I digress. |
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Movin Lika Raynnstormz - Saturday, November 27, 2010 @ 2:39 PM
Day-um I nidda new blogskin.
But I'm too lazy to go trawling for one now. Ah....the conundrum that laziness brings you with alarming regularity. Whee... Anyway...... Um..... deathtoallyoustupidpeoplewhothinkke$hadoesnothingbutsongsliketiktokwhenactuallysheisacrazybimboandareallyfunsongwriterwhowritespowerpopandisabsolutelyadorableandrandom. Uhh.....okay... andthatrandomnessputshercoolnessfactorwayabovenormalaveragepeoplelikeyouandscalestayloresqueheights.. Umm...tayloresque isnt a word. doesntmatternowbecauseitisawordbecauseisaysoandbecauseitisultimatelyultimatelysoverymuchawesomedontyathinksoheregolistentohersongdontforgettolistentotheendcausethatsthefunnestpartaswell. But... tadaaaaaaa umm...ignore that picture. I like her music, not her fashion style. I guess. ohanddontforgetthattaylorswiftwroteaboteaguywhowasalsocalledstepheninthesong. Yes..i believe we know that song and.. ohanddidyouknowthatstephenalsorhymeswithmynamethatisliketotallyawesomecoolrightyoucanlikeimaginetaylorandke$habothsingingthosesongstoyourightimeanthatsliketotally OKAYYY STOPPP. youknowwhatimgonnawritemyownlyricsforitrighthereimmaggonnaedititforrealismand no wait. Stop. Steeeeeeeeeeephen Steeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeephen Whyyyyyyyy won't you call me? Stephen Why won't you call me? I saw you In your tight ass rocker pants You saw me too I laughed Cause I was completely trashed And I watched your Uggg-ly girl-friend Sneer across the room As if I real-ly care That she's here with you All I know is.... You're my object of affection My drug of choice My sick obsession (twinkly sound) :D Stephen (stephen) Why won't you call me? (call mehz) I'm sitting here waiting (waitin) Why won't you call me? Stephen (stephen) I'm feeling pathetic I can't take rejection Why won't you call me? I've got guys Waiting in a line For me to play My evil girly games With all their minds Just watch me Got it down To a simple art Just bat my Eyes Like this And there's a broken heart But somehow You turn the tables What the hell I can charm the pants off anyone else But you Stephen Why won't you call me? I'm sitting here waiting Why won't you call me? Stephen I'm feeling pathetic I can't take rejection Why won't you call me? Stephen I'm thinking' that Maybe You might think I'm Crazy Is that why you won't Call me Steve Don't you think I'm Pretty Do you not (Love me) Is that why you won't call me? Cause you're my object of affection My drug of choice My sick obsession I want to keep you as my pet to play with And hide under my bed forever Stephen (stephen) Why won't you call me? (call me) I'm sitting here waiting (waiting) Why won't you call me? Stephen I'm feeling pathetic I can't take rejection Why won't you call me? Stephen I'll knit you a sweater I want to wrap you up in my looove Forever I will never let you go Stephen I'll never let go Stephen Why won't you call me? I'm sitting here waiting Why won't you call me? Stephen I'm feeling pathetic I can't take rejection Why won't you call me? Ummmmm....enough. Ohmygoodnessthatistotallynotenoughyouhavenotunderstoodorlistenedtomusicuntilyouhaveheardthemostannoyingirritatingchantyouwilleverheardinyourentirelifetime. Well...as rolling stones put it. Animal was repulsive, obnoxious, and ridiculously catchy. D-I-N-O-S-A U R a DINOSAUR!!!! Uh... I dont think they're ready for that. They might die of shock. NOOOOO!!!! IT SHALL HAPPENZ AHAHAHAHHAA And thus...this is kesha, someone who is crazy enough to write songs and lyrics for laughs. Yay! Wheeeeee I hope you arent traumatised. :D D-I-N-O-S-A U R a DINOSAUR!!! |
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Addiction count +2 - Friday, November 26, 2010 @ 12:05 PM
Ahhh......finally back in Singapore. With the lovely island for once feeling like the hot wet modernized tropical jungle it is. Ugh. Everyone was freezing in Japan except for me. Now, I feel like I'm baking in the heat.
Zzt. I arrived back home on a 767 in the middle of 99% humidity, with two more music addictions than I started out with as well as a bunch of souveneirs from london. Mostly foodstuff. I didn't get any souveneirs from japan, I didn't get any money there. I discovered that Ke$ha is a mad genius who writes power pop. And that PIXIE LOTT IS AWESOMEEEEEEEEEEE. And I also discovered that TAYLOR SWIFT MADE THE NEWS IN SG AGAIN AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Never mind. I also just really really recently discovered that going on a holiday does not cure insanity in any form. If anything, sitting on Emirates flight with massive entertainment accentuates it. I HAD ENTIRE MUSIC ALBUMMMSSS TOO LISSTEN TOOO OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG. Thus the Ke$ha and Pixie Lott addiction. And yes, Japanese Girls wear miniskirts in the cold as well. ***************************************************************** Everyone from my cca loved london. I liked the trip. But I didnt really like the city. I found it depressing. Mehz: This city is so depressing Thm: Why? Mehz: I dont know...its so DEAD! Thm: London is more alive than Singapore..I mean on a night out there isn't anything to do, over here you can go to the theatre... and do other stuff. I conceded defeat at that point. but of course later we learnt that londoners didnt go to the theatre much despite their rich history of theatres. And I guess I was right. Have you seen pictures of London? All the stone everywhere right? Its not just in one place. Its EVERYWHERE. Everything I mean EVERYTHING is in shades of grey, white, beige, brown. And everything is so muted. The colours are muted. The people, wear black overcoats. Brown jackets Grey tops. The cars, dark green, faded black. Everything just looked...the same. It gets worse. The hair.. Its a sea of blonde there. Its like 90% of the female population have blonde hair. Ugh. All the buildings are stone due to the great fire of london that happened like in 16 something. So they were afraid of it burning down again. So they used stone -.- but the conformity was scary. Twas somethihng I couldn't handle. haha you people should have seen me in the taxi back home. How I stared at every bright red car that flashed past, the blue of the bus stop roof, the bright intense blue, the yellow underneath it that clashed with the blue, the lime green stencil on the side of the fluorescent orange car. The white and weird green of that HDB estate. THe lush green of the grass by the road and the green signs by the roadside. The colour and diversity here is amazing. I realized what I was missing. Shit I'm gonna live here forever. |
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I'm leaving(london), on a Jet plane. - Wednesday, November 17, 2010 @ 10:43 PM
Whee.
London is awesome. Not. Well. Idk. Everything looks like its the same shade of colour. I had a really good time here. I miss you all. I miss the Singapore air. And I'm gonna remember it for a night, and then I'll go back to missing it for another week in Japan. this is the internet point in the travelodge where RP stayed for the past week, its costing me £1 for 20 mins. Aka $2.10. Wonderful stuff eh? Unfortunately I didnt get any copies of Speak Now. Its cheaper in Singapore which kinda surprised me, they are selling the deluxe in Singapore the same price they are selling the normal edition here. Um....cheap kit kat I guess. haha. And I tasted Fanta. No one else seemed to like it but me. Haha. But who cares. FANTAAAA. Coke is still my preferred drink of choice. I've been guzzling it like a fish. The buskers on the street are awesome. I've been throwing a pound or more to almost all the buskers I see. Yeah £1 = $2.10, Im crazy. But I feel like I have to, cause people like them, no matter how bad or poor they are, give me some hope for the future I guess. Argh typing makes my arm hurt, this is bad. I also haven't touched a piano all the time I'm here. Been compensating for it by singing on the streets a lot. Londoners don't mind as much as Singaporeans. I also discovered that you dont need a liscense to busk. Ah...the next time I come here I'm gonna bring a guitar or Ukelele along, that is if I do get the chance to come back to this city. Just sitting on the street, breathing in the air, strumming away to Colbie Caillat and singing mah troubles away...and maybe I might just decide to overstay my visa. I'd be a hobo, but a damn happy hobo. It gets pretty cold out here, but apparently no amount of cold weather can stop a girl from wearing miniskirts if she wants to. Zzt. ************************** He sat there by the roadside, all alone. The night was cold, and the stars in the sky were not visible, banished from the skies over the city lights. The city was bright, but somehow, shadows lurked at every corner. He gave a cough as a particularly strong gust of wind blew past, rustling the newspapers that he held around him for protection during this time. His money was shot, his luck was down, but he still would get his news. No use growing stupid while he was poor. He tried to settle down, staring blearily ahead with ever growing eyes, the people passing by in front of him becoming as invisible to him as he was to them. He knew all to well what they thought of him, what they saw, but what they didnt see also hurt him. He wondered which was worse, the look of contempt in their eyes when they despised him, or they way they just glanced over him at times. It didn't matter, he thought, one day, he would show them all. One day..you could take everything from a man he thought, but he can keep going on, as long as he got a dream. And that was the very thing he thought to himself, that he would always have. |
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Er...yoz - Thursday, November 11, 2010 @ 12:35 AM
Whee. Standing at the free internet point at the gate.
Thank you all for not sending me goodbyes and stuff. Really appreciate it. But never mind, i know you all will miss my humour and my wit and my general state of awesomeness that i bring to your lives. Haha. Yeah. I mean like. YEAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! At least none of you were thick skinned enough to request gifts and not say goodbye. Haha. But... Whatever. Whee. Goodbye cruel world. -.- Getting a little melodramatic arent ya. Ok. Goodbye. I know you will miss me. Haha |
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Let the floods cross.. - Wednesday, November 10, 2010 @ 1:06 PM
the distance..
If a person loses his or her memory, how much of it can that person lose, before he or she really isnt the same person anymore. I feel like I just lost a friend. She isn't the same. Its weird. And its screwed up. Especially since she was complaining about her best friend losing her memory a month ago. I think I finally understood what she meant. |
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And I'm Leavin On a Jet Plane! - @ 12:59 PM
Yepz, wont be back until the 27th I think.
Off to London (: Fresh Air! Fresh London toxic polluted air. Zzt.... Oh dear...off to see the hobos. Nah looking forward to it. Looking forward to BPL matches in the afternoon. XD. then off to Japan....for...er...looking at stuff and eating food that I do not care for. I expect to lose weight. I had so better starve myself overseas. And since I generally dislike airplane food, my task will be made much easier. Emirates Flight I will be taking. No Qantas haha. And of course, I will be making a detour to the Emirates stadium...haha..to get Slim some Arsenal stuff. Hehe this is a last call for souvenirs. Please tag if you want one. XD. I will be checking this before I leave on the flight at er... 1am I think. Changi airport has lovely free internet access points. Lets see um..Im planning to get Tswift album over there, I hope its cheaper. Besides only the deluxe edition is selling in popular. Haha. Yes it is. And Pat, downloading the album is not the same as buying it. Lets see..um my copy of Speak Now is going to get autographed, because I have a lucky friend who isnt a Taylor fan who got front row seats as well as an invite to the meet and greet session cause his parent's church friend won some dumb contest. So yay me...I guess. Yeah I am very resentful. Especially since I still havent gotten the tickets yet due to..well..screwed up stuff. If you are an awesome person, get me 3 tickets please. Zzt. |
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Drop Everything Now! - Monday, November 8, 2010 @ 8:40 AM
Bloody hell he thought, glancing around at the retarded attap huts around him. He had at least expected something classier when he was dragged all away down to Malaysia for a bloody dinner that he didnt want to attend, instead he was standing here, on a broken down piece of tarmac, feeling ridiculously overdressed.
The food was torrid, everything was cold, and he suspected that the mushroom soup was rotten. He had helped himself to two helpings anyway, it was a buffet. He wouldnt go the evening hungry. He stood outside of the two huts, if they could even be called huts, ridiculous they were, each one was probably as big as his room. He was bored out of his wits, and sorely pissed off, there goes another saturday he thought, I should be sitting at home at least. Bloody hell, there wasn't even a freakin pillar where he could lean on and act the angsty teenager that he so very much felt like. There were of course, but some genius had decided to add a potted plant at the base of each, denying him the pleasure of leaning against any of them. The evening was a complete waste, well, almost if not for the dark-haired beauty sitting at the table in front of him, looking every bit as bored as he was, as the adults conversed about various stuff that they both didn't give a shite about. The phrase in his head echoed a little weirdly, well of course he did, everyone had black hair around here, but it didn't matter, he brushed the thought away in an instant. She wasn't spectacularly dressed, her slim, svelte figure encased by a light blue shirt and the short shorts that are the trend at the moment, but as he looked on, he found his natural dislike of blue falling away.. mmmm...... Haha thats all for now. Gasps, I realize that there is a small chance that she might read this. Dum-dee-dum-dumm. Shhh... |
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GERRARRRRDDDDD - Friday, November 5, 2010 @ 8:03 PM
Since my creative synapses arent really firing for some reason. I shall satisfy myself with a soccer post.
I actually woke meself up at 4am to watch this match. And I'm functioning like nothing happened. Game: Liverpool Vs Napoli. Score 3-1 Whee and Gerrard ends the game with a hat-trick. 4 mistakes, 4 goals. :D -.- Liverpool lined up in a (thank God) 4-2-3-1 Backline was Johnson at right back, with Kyrgiakos partnering the favoured Legend Carragher in central defence with the much maligned Paul Konchesky taking the left back position. At first I thought Skrtel was playing but that baldy turned out to be Shelvey. :P But just looking at the back four made me nervous. the greek and carra are slow as hell. Never mind. I screamed when I saw the midfield. Spearing and Poulsen making up the pivot, two players not famed for their creativity and passing. This was not going to be a good game. Jovanovic on the left, the jury's still out on that one. And to my horror, two central midfielders better than the aforementioned S&P appearing in central midfield and on the right wing, Meireles and Shelvey respectively. Meireles isnt usually comfortable up there. God knows how well Shelvey does on the right. And of course, the enigmatic David Ngog playing as the lone striker. Lucas Leiva, sitting on the bench next to Gerrard, Torres looking very unhappy in a suit next to Joe Cole. Surprisingly when the game kicked off, me and my cousin looked at each other on five minutes. It seemed like liverpool was going to win. Despite the selection horror. They were pushing well, and Napoli was only just coping under the pressure. But a few counter-attacks left me uneasy. *camera flash to hodgson, he sits, and watches like a spectator* The napoli players just were too fast and skilful for Kyrgiakos and Carra, they didnt seem to be able to take the ball off them. Everytime they surged forward I screamed WHERE IS POULSEN. We would squint and find him somewhere else, not at the point of attack. Flaunting his blond locks to the spectators. Liverpool stopped attacking. And Napoli started after 10 mins. Liverpool stopped playing football. Jovanovic did what he could and surprisingly Konchesky overlapped well. Ngog tried, but the way he smiled after he missed every shot was getting stupid. The key was really Spearing and Poulsen. Poulsen allowed himself to be marked all the time and Carra and Kyrgiakos didnt know who to pass to. Although none of them seemed to trust Jay Spearing who was unmarked. XD. Defence gets ball, ball to Poulsen, instant pass back, look around, pass once twice to each other. Upon which. 1. Long ball to random person. 2. Pass to konchesky or Johnson. Poulsen allowed himself to be dispossessed way to often. Liverpool were being overrun. A cynical liverpool fan on Red and White Kop later noted that P&S would have struggled to pass wind there... Napoli made their pace and skill count, and it showed, maybe 3 or 4 good chances before the break. Although Kyrgiakos somewhat proved himself, by winning almost every single header that came his way. Meireles tried but was largely ineffective and Shelvey made a mess of things on the right. Now Goal 1. Some people say it was the fault of Carra and Johnson. I say look back one second. Poulsen. A header, backwards. Not even sideways or smth. He could have left it alone and Carra would have picked it up. But, instead he headered it to the Napoli attacker who showed him what a real header was, sending the ball flying through Carra and Johnson, putting his teammate through for a calm one on one finish. The game was tortuous to watch after that and at half time. I was utterly disgusted. The ESPN pundit told Hodgson to bring Gerrard on. He did. But he subbed the only winger we had on the field. Plus, he wasnt doing all too badly. And Poulsen.......was still on the field. So, come 2nd half we had 5 midfielders on the field, none of them which were wingers. Fantastic. What Hodgson said about him not using wingers but only wide midfielders still rankles me. Get with the times. And you can't just dump central mids wide and call them wide mids as well. It kinda doesnt work that way. Liverpool started to attack and the game became balanced, with Liverpool and Napoli taking turns to attack, Gerrard looked energetic and always caught my eye with the extent he stretched his legs. XD Definitely played his heart out. I have no clue how the organisation was like. Though some newspapers say that Meireles shifted to the left, the problem at this point was that Liverpool had no organisation at the attack. But Spearing was starting to take more responsibility in defence. Poulsen was busy being poulsen. We struggled to gain possession. Finally on the 65th minute around there Hodgson realized what we realized all season. Poulsen was bad. He took him off for Ecclestone(Whaaaa?) Who proved that a little energy and attempted dribbling never hurt anyone. Shelvey lit up after that. I think Gerrard and Meireles must have come back to help Spearing. Liverpool looked more in control, but it was really messy, I still have no clue which flank Shelvey was playing on and Where exactly Meireles was playing. Haha. In the end Gerrard got his goal after Shelvey did some good work but Dossena failed. And it all went downhill for Napoli after there. Johnson, who in my opinion was bloody useless all match popped up to earn a penalty, and the third goal came out of nowhere. Oh one more thing. After the first two goals. Hodgson felt it right to bring on yet another Central Midfielder, and thus if you count Ecclestone as attacking ( I think he is) you end the match with 6 midfielders none of which are wingers. Awesome tactics. Whee... |
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At last.... - Thursday, November 4, 2010 @ 10:01 PM
the holidays are here.
Yay. Whee. Funny I feel bored. Shit Im gonna be getting a lot of that phrase. Whee won a shiny cool gold medal in interclass soccer. Haha. It doesnt matter that I didnt play in the final, I still have the medal. :P Haha take that. |
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Halving the odds. - Tuesday, November 2, 2010 @ 8:39 PM
If you actually understood that phrase then...
Nah it isnt from anywhere. I think I'll turn that into a song, but it just looked so good I had to put it there foist. (Meowth says it like that, if you dont know who Meowth is, then you need to get a childhood) One against the world. So two against the world is halving the odds. Geddit? There you go, a little insight into the mind of Ian for today. I need an excuse to get out of the house as much as possible during the sch holidays. Someone better provide me with one. Hmmm weekly soccer sessions? Weekly guitar lessons! Someone has to teach me guitar. I have the time. At least during december. I have no november. I need to remember how I used to post before. This leave a line thingy totally screws your scroll button. Im sorry. I just talk like this. In spurts. Yeah. Haha. |
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YEAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH - @ 5:51 PM
Preliminary pick for Speak Now.
I've been unfortunately snubbed by the internet. It hates me and won't let me download the entire album. But here are some of my picks. 1. Mine. (okayy...so everyone loves this song, yay not much of a revelation here) 2. Sparks Fly ( The ultimate. Ultimate. Taylor Song.) The abuse of harmonies made it much better than the preliminary version I heard. 3. Haunted ( The music is um...epic, but its um....fitting..) Reminded me of sober(pink) , but its awesome stuff. 4. Back To December Yepz. And thats all for now. I realize I am unfortunately addicted to harmonies and Taylor Swift's falsetto. I am addicted to very much all aspects of Taylor Swift's voice. That curl in her voice, that sly falsetto, the tone it takes on when she hits consecutive high notes. Okay.....enough. Its not just the fact that she harmonizes with herself. I'm just attracted to all harmonies in general. Its disgusting. I will rate up any performance if it uses harmony, even if it does so throughout the entire song. Argh. Attracted. I use that word because, Idk, it does draw me towards that person. Got a better word anyway? Didnt think so. Haha. |
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Confession. - @ 5:40 PM
I hate it.. The two of you.
I hate how you're so close. I hate it that you two share so much experiences So much. That I dont. I hate it how you both can laugh about that camp, that night, that funny story and I can only look on sullenly. I hate how you two dont really get me anymore. I hate how I could have shared a lot more of that if only I had gotten a higher GPA. Last year. Since when does GPA start screwing your life? Since now. So somehow though its wrong and stupid, I am quietly rejoicing in the fact that you wont be here for the next few weeks. Well. That week. I know i should be disappointed you won't be there. But were you when I wasnt? Not on your mind was I? Then again, he probably never thought of me either. What the hell am I fighting for. Why the hell am I fighting for the two of you. You're both already gone. You have each other. You don't need me. But... I still need you guys. Its pathetic, I just end up twisting in the wind. Lost. Weak. Falling. Nothing. I'm a selfish little bugger, hurtful, resentful, bitter, arrogant, and I never know what to say. Maybe I'm just clumsy, silly, slow and a little blur. But I'm trying to change. And sometimes I just need a little something to light the way. If not I'll be stuck here. Forever. |
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