Doesn't help that I'm sick either, because I'm sleeping even more.
I will wake up at 8 tomorrow. I will.
* Earth Hour was last night! :D It was pretty cool. We had the iPod plugged into the speakers. Which work on battery. They don't contribute to climate change, do they? Hope not.
Lying on the floor in the dark is fun. :)
When my sis turned the lights back on after the hour was up, I got momentarily blinded. It hurt to open my eyes D: I swear, everyone should do Earth Hour every night. Made me feel like a bat.
Okay, there are some blogs that I like reading, and some that I don't. It's probably a shorter list to go with the ones that I don't like, so I'll go with those ones.
1. The personal blogs I'm sorry, but do you really feel that it's right to air your feelings and emotions to the unknown? Like how lonely you are or how much you're in love or how much you're relationship is falling apart. Frankly, I don't give a damn. And if I wanted to use and example, take this person I know. Let's call this person A. A confuses the hell out of me. A's blog contains outpourings of love towards A's partner, but is having a relationship behind the partner's back without ever mentioning it in their blog. And then wonders why the relationship with A's partner is falling apart. And then wants to be with that partner forever. Well... what about the secret lover? I just don't get it. ㅠ___ㅠ Please, just keep the personal stuff personal.
2. The Super Junior fan girl blogs I know what you're thinking. The girl herself is a Super Junior fan girl, what is she on about?. Well, there's fan girl, and then there's crazy-fan-girl, and then there's in-your-face-screaming-her-love-to-the-stars-fan-girl. I probably fit into the crazy-fan-girl category. Because I read someone's blog, and that was definitely in-your-face-screaming-her-love-to-the-stars-fan-girl. I mean, all the posts in the one page were covered in SuJu worships. I didn't even want to go further. And they weren't like the usual "post-video-and-squeal-about-it" posts, they were the "oh-my-god-super-junior-makes-my-life-worth-living-I'd-die-if-I-didn't-have-them" sort of posts. Christ Buddha, you had a life before you started listening to them. They'll probably murder me for thinking that Super Junior's getting a bit boring.
3. The bitch blogs No description needed. A bitch blog will and always be a bitch blog. The only thing that annoys me is that they're usually the most popular ones. What is wrong with the world?!
*note: This rant is not directed at anyone, I'm being general. And I'm doing this purely from my opinion, so early apologies if anyone gets offended.
Well, today was awesome. I did no work whatsoever. At home that is. I did do some in school... well, actually, not that much now that I think about it.
Let's see...
Methods test [Fail for sure], watched a movie in English [I'm Not Scared is freakin scary o.o], did bugger-all in Physics [aka stared cross-eyed at the textbook when mschris was in class and talked about uni and ENTER scores when she mschris wasn't] and VisCom. Finished my isometric drawing, so that's probably the most work I did all day. Oh wait, stuffed that one up too. Damned fineliners.
OHMAGAWD the songs are on shuffle, stop playing SS501 songs, you stupid iTunes.
Ah, Super Junior. That's better. Which reminds me:
DAMMIT I MISSED SUPER JUNIOR IN MALAYSIA. *throws a tantrum.
There was something funny/interesting/important I wanted to say, but now I've forgotten what it was. Go me.
I just finished watching Transformers. On channel 9.
Aaaaaaaah, best movie ever. I could watch it forever and never get tired of it. I think that's like the 6th time watching it.
Me: Aaaaah, Josh Duhamel *drool Sis: Ahahahahaha. Me: Why are you married? Why are you married to Fergie?! Fergie's a man...! Sis: Are you talking to the TV?
Hey, Josh Duhamel is HAWTTTT. Especially in army uniform, oh mah gawddd.
Alright, that's all for now, the bed isn't calling me but I have to go anyway.
So today wasn't so bad... no change in Physics though.
But at least I was awake enough to take notes and understand what she was saying.
I hate having Methods last period. Especially when today I was in work mode (for once)... and then the bell went. And today was hot. For God Buddha's sake, it's autumn. It's supposed to be cold.
Found my pencil case. Again. :D I'd left it on top of my lockers. Again. I've got to stop putting my stuff up there. I don't see them when I stuff my bag full of stuff. It was the first thing I saw when I walked in, though. Phew. Then I discovered that I'd left my diary at home. -_____-
English was alright, I guess. Wrote three pages full of crap. But that's my opinion. Half the time my crap earns me high marks. Don't ask how.
I'm totally addicted to One right now. It plays again and again and again and again.
(One!) Time is tickin', t-time is tickin'-tickin' Time is tickin', t-time is tickin' away...
Tick, tick, tick...
I want to see your tears pour out Pour out for no reason No one knows the inside of your heart The glass fragments are raging a storm
The wounds become a sickness All the doors become a wall I've become an enemy in the mirror Doesn't it hurt?
I'll keep anyone from knowing about you I'll leave the breath to tighten out I'll force you to choose the end (Aren't I bad?)
I'll take away all reason in the world for you to stand Without the choice of a road back I guess you'll walk to the end Your breath would probably end before my heart
Wounds (When you cry) Scars (Though you try) Tears (Say goodbye) Flowing (The time is tickin')
You are (When you cry) Wandering (Though you try) Through death (I'll save you)
You are the one (One!) When you're walking through the shadows When I'm panicking in the shadows My breath does the same
You are my savior I'll reach my hand out to you When all the doors in the world close for me I'll support you with my hand
You are the one, you are my savior You are the one, you are my savior You are the one, you are my savior My savior (One!)
Time is tickin', ti-...
Your hand set the world on fire You close everyone's eyes The suffering that was reflected in your eyes Like stars became your city
(Are you still dreaming?) Still sleeping? Are you measuring all the tears you've shed? Hope is a paper boat that sinks Isn't it sad?
Maybe you wake up drenched in sweat at night Is consciousness crawling on the floor? Are you thinking it's the end? (Are you okay? 'Cause I understand)
I'm a scar on your broken body I'll erase the tears you've hidden away in your shattered marriage I'll grab your hand with mine and trust you
Wounds (When you cry) Scars (Though you try) Tears (Say goodbye) Flowing (The time is tickin')
You are (When you cry) Wandering (Though you try) Through death (I'll save you)
You are the one (One!) When you're walking through the shadows When I'm panicking in the shadows My breath does the same
You are my savior I'll reach my hand out to you When all the doors in the world close for me I'll support you with my hand
You are the one, you are my savior You are the one, you are my savior You are the one, you are my savior (My savior)
Do you have wounds? Do you have scars? Are you wandering through the shadows?
Do you have wounds? Do you have scars? You're still beautiful to me...
You are the one (One!) When you're walking through the shadows When I'm panicking in the shadows My breath does the same
You are my savior I'll reach my hand out to you When all the doors in the world close for me I'll support you with my hand
Time is tickin', t-time is tickin'-tickin' Time is tickin', t-time is tickin'-tickin' Time is tickin', t-time is tickin'-tickin' My savior
Okay, so Japanese was the only half-decent subject today. Methods sucked. My calculator stuffed up when we were updating it, and it actually took half an hour for it to get updated. I was totally in maths mode when the lesson started, but after that I couldn't be bothered doing anymore. So (quote India), I died on top of my books.
Physics was no better. It was just drone, drone, drone and nothing filtered through the fog in my brain. I had to get Mel to pinch me multiple times, and it only worked for a few seconds, because her pinches really hurt. Spent one and a half hours like that, and learnt nothing.
Advanced General was alright, but I seriously wasn't in maths mode anymore. Especially when the maths was SO FREAKIN HARD.
And I was so drained from the 2 hour squash session my sis and I had yesterday. My lower back hurts, and my right arm, and I can't breath without it hurting.
I am so unfit. But it's not as bad as I thought. I thought my legs would be feeling like lead, but they don't hurt at all.
So for today's homework, I have a choice of: - Japanese essay - Japanese ために exercises - Advanced General application task - Advanced General exercises - Methods exercises - Revising for tomorrow's English outcome [essay].
And to top it all of, I've left my pencil case in school. Again. Only this time I'm not sure where the heck I've put it.
Eff it, I can't even use the computer when I want to. When I've got it for music, I'm constantly checked on to make sure I'm "concentrating properly on my work". And then when I'm finally done with my pile of homework, somebody's playing Tetris or on Skype or chatting or looking up something or other.
And why is it that when I just sit down in front of the computer for less than a minute, I'm ordered off right this minute but when ane talks to friends on Skype, it can be until the wee hours of the morning.
And then when somebody calls on dreaded Skype, nothing else can be done because we always need to see the person calling, and even when the other person doesn't have a webcam, the computer has to be in front of the person talking.
What. The. Fishsticks.
I hate Skype.
Or, more accurately, I hate it when someone calls on Skype. Time just stands still during the duration of that call.
I wish I had my own laptop.
I mean, I can't even watch my drama. I had 3 days. And I didn't even watch one episode.
Leanne's finished. I haven't even gotten past Chapter 6.
I'm sorry, but I know alot of people have been talking about Epik High's Wannabe... and seeing as I'm trying to listen to their songs, I decided to watch it.
Conclusion: Now I know why they're called EpikHigh.
These guys are crazy. I guess even the most serious people are complete dorks sometimes. Can't believe Tablo's married and expecting a baby soon. He'll have lots of fun. :D
Without further ado, I bring you.... Wannabe.
AND......
Trot + High Technology. Because it's like a mini movie and this song (s) is/are the continuation.
Run, run, run away…. Run, run, run away…. Run, run, run away…. No matter how much I run (I can’t escape from it). Run, run, runaway. If I look back while running (You’re still there).
It’s pitch dark. The world moves on too fast. I’m the only one who’s limping on both legs. The path I must walk is endless. What’s at the end of this path? Are you going there knowing about it? Will I learn the answers if I go there with my eyes closed? The sky that never responds to a such question. The two arms tied up by a daily life is too heavy to embrace dreams. I’m scared, I’ve been abandoned locked away. Just for today run somewhere like your crazy.
Run till you can touch the sky with your hands. Run till your heart is filled with your dreams.
Everybody run, run, run away… No matter how much I run (I can’t escape from it). Everybody run, run, runaway… If I look back while running (You’re still there).
You got me runnin’ runnin’ runnin’ around. Down, down, down. You got me runnin’ runnin’ runnin’ around. Down, down, down. You got me runnin’ runnin’ runnin’ around. Down, down, down. Away… No matter how much I run, I’m still on the same spot.
My life is a rainy night that rains 365 days. Heart that gets smaller in every 24 hours. I even hid the small comma and its tail, then the future that awaits me becomes a period… But carry the new day on your shoulder and run. What am I running towards? Weather if the sun’s setting or I if I’m loosing… I don’t know. But I go. Keep on runnin’ runnin’ runnin’ high. I’m the young star that has been abandoned by the galaxy.
Run till you can touch the sky with your hands. Run till your heart is filled with your dreams.
Everybody run, run, run away… No matter how much I run (I can’t escape from it). Everybody run, run, runaway… If I look back while running (You’re still there).
You got me runnin’ runnin’ runnin’ around. Down, down, down. You got me runnin’ runnin’ runnin’ around. Down, down, down. You got me runnin’ runnin’ runnin’ around. Down, down, down. Away… No matter how much I run, I’m still on the same spot.
You got me runnin’ runnin’ runnin’ around. Down, down, down. You got me runnin’ runnin’ runnin’ around. Down, down, down. You got me runnin’ runnin’ runnin’ around. Down, down, down. Away… For you, who’s running endlessly.
Yes, I'm totally into Epik High's new song, Run. You can't blame me. At least Epik High is one of the more "real" singers out there. As in - they sing about the real stuff, they don't wear eyeliner and they don't act cute.
Not that I terribly mind about the acting cute parts, but the guyliner is starting to wear me down. TONE IT DOWN, KPOP.
Yes, can't blame me. It's addictive. :)
This vid is kinda sad though. Like, really sad. THE POOR BOY! D: I'll try to find an english translation for the lyrics. They seem sad. Can't wait for Infinite to debut. If they're under Epik High, they're going to be good.
over&out. You got me running, running, running around.
Umm, regarding my profile tab... don't take it too. seriously.
Actually, you can take it half seriously, because I'm only half done with it. I can't be bothered typing anything right now. And I've discovered that I really don't know that many k-pop bands. LOL.
Wait, scratch that.
I know them, I just don't listen to them. Or particularly like them. :3
It seems that the rainbow fetish is over as soon as it's begun. Soon all these icons you see on the side will be full of k-idols. Heh. I can't keep myself away. Especially when some of them are so so adorable/dorky/justplainhilarious.
I'd put them up now, but photobucket's begin a bitch.
This is were Twitter is bad; it deludes us into thinking that we're closer to our celebrity crushes. Though the celebrity has to follow us so that we can talk to him/her.
And then it deludes us into thinking that making the object of our affection NUMBER 1 on the trending topics will somehow miraculously bring them back from Seattle and back into their rightful place as 2PM Leadja.
Sigh.
Damn you, Twitter.
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I feel like re-organizing all my labels tags. They're so... dis-organized.
If I make new labels and get rid of the old ones, will they spontaneously disappear?
Just hoping, hoping, hoping that HanKyung's mess will get cleared up, KiBum will resume activities with them and KangIn gets off his 'punishment'.
And then life will be perfect again.
And why did they have to go and change their hairstyles after this stage... this was the best hair they had during the whole year. -.- [cough]HeeChul's beggar hair[/cough]
And WHY do I have to love them again, only to remember that I'm going to freakin miss their Malaysian Super Show.
According to my trusty 'blogskin html' file, I got it on the 18th. Of February. Not bad, nearly a month.
Hopefully I won't get too bored with this one.
I reckon this must have been the most annoying, frustrating, angst-inducing skin I've ever had to date.
That was most probably because the stupid Blogger preview wasn't working. And the stupid pictures kept getting mixed up. And I can't change the colour of my post titles, no matter how hard I tried. And I CAN'T PLAY MUSIC.
That's probably what sucks the most. :(
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Please, just stop copying me. Yes, you definitely are more popular than me in terms of blog hits, but half the things in your damned blog are what I had before you. What you're doing is almost blatant plagiarism.
I'm really not that stupid, you know. Yes, I know you're smarter than me. Yes, I know that we're friends. But just because we're friends doesn't give you a right to change most of the contents of your blog after I've changed mine. And just because they don't have the exact same wording, the key words are there.
Crap, a bird just did dump on the garden table. GG, birdie. Why does your dump look so dark?
Anyway, I'm not being nasty to you, because after all, we are friends, but please, just come up with your own original ideas.
I've come to a conclusion that listening to Boys Like Girls for too long can depress you sometimes. So why do I still like them?! Your guess is as good as mine.
Please ignore the apparently emo post under this one. I was having an emo moment.
Thank God that's over.
But it's not over for one my best friends... and I can't think of anyway to help them. Maybe we were never really best friends after all.
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Checklist for the next few days: Physics nuclear weapons powerpoint Study for physics test tomorrow Last minute preparation for tomorrow's Japanese speaking exam Study for advanced general maths test Finish maths methods assignment Start and finish English expository essay Finish advanced general maths analysis task
I am trusted. I am someone that people trust. Someone that anyone can tell anything to. And not worry about their secrets being spilled.
So why can't I trust anyone?
Why can't I get you to trust me?
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IN ABSTRACT
"It won't work. It just won't work."
"Can't you try to be a bit more positive?"
"Fine, I'm positive it won't work."
- Charlotte's Web
Kpop nutshell
ss501; super junior; big bang; dbsk; epik high; u-kiss; ze:a; shinee; 2pm; cnblue; ft island; 2ne1; mblaq; b2st; after school; brown eyed girls; g.na; 2am; infinite; code v; miss A.