elmo

Elmo is making me happy! I seriously feel like a kid again! =)It was so worth the 40 minute wait!!! lol

stranger or friend?

Someone once told me that sometimes, it's easier to tell your problems to a stranger. Maybe coz u have like no strings attached so you can simply pour your mindless heart out. And I see some truth to this actually, based on my own experiences. I mean, I may not be a pro about all this heart and soul issues and etc. but hey I'm not sucha bad listener. Haha. I like to listen to people's problems and stuff and supposedly give the advice they need to hear, as a friend. Or if the person is a complete stranger, just a shoulder to cry on.But sometimes the advice giver can't even find the perfect advice to give herself. And she turns to other strangers for advice. Sometimes, we are in a state of denial, wanting to believe what we want to believe and not believing what's real. And sometimes, we just want people to listen to our problems or at least try make us feel better by hoping that we did the right thing. But would they give us the definite answer? I doubt it. It's like asking your professor to answer a freakin hard problem and he only leads you in the direction but doesn't give you the answer. And the truth is, we should turn to Allah for guidance because Allah will lead us in the right direction, insya ALLAH. And we should turn to Him first for support when we need it the most.Not a stranger.

Dear you

Each time I say something I regret

I cry I don’t wanna lose you

But somehow I know that you would never leave me

Ironic, it seems. Ironic seems to be my current word or something.

A video, made from scratch that you finally got to see…

A poem, from the heart, not something I would write for anyone

I even carved your name in the snow, now tell me how many people would do that for u?

And you tell me I photoshop-ed it. Pfft. As if. I was shivering in the freakin cold!

Good thing I didn’t spend time composing you a song. That would just be the icing on the cake wouldn’t it?

No.

I haven’t forgotten.

I’ve tried to forget. But it’s so much easier not to remember. Seriously.

Dear Hurt, it’s Time to pass you by.

Dear Pain, No more tears to gain

Dear Happiness, I say hello to moving on

Dear you, hope you’re happy with the choices you’ve made in your life.

I need to get a life.

Whatever that means.

Period.

a final goodbye to MJ

"Michael Jackson is dead".
I received that text on the morning of 26th of June (25th June in the US) from my mom. I couldn't believe it. Like everyone else in the world. A shock. He was supposed to have his final concerts soon. I quickly logged on to the internet to find out the truth behind this one sentence.

Michael Jackson, I did a presentation on you for my music appreciation class. There's only one King of Pop and that's YOU. As many have already said, no one can hurt you any more. Stop the pathetic allegations and lies. Kinda emotional, I know. How much crap can a guy take, right?

A memorial service, singing his songs. As if, they were celebrating the passing of an icon. But they claim, they were celebrating his life.

We celebrate your songs and through those songs, will you live forever. Let's heal the world and make it a better place.

You are not alone
For I am here with you
Though we're far apart
You're always in my heart.

May you rest in peace.

My beloved cousins and I watched Transformers 2 today at Cineleisure, Damansara. And it was pure awesomeness. So much action in one movie! For those of you thinking of watching, I think its a DEFINITE watch. Action from beginning till end. Action. Romance. Comedy. With caramel popcorn, just sit back and enjoy the war between the autobots and the decepticons. For those of you who have never been to Egypt, the autobots will take u there! a 10/10! I do wonder what college it was filmed in. hmmm...
What are you waiting for? Go get a ticket for the next possible movie, people! cheers~

for the love of BUNKFACE

I was just too tired to type this all out yesterday. Owh well.. here goes...

20 June 2009

I have never been to a gig before. The vision of a gig, I get from watching kami episodes and the movie on Youtube. So, yeah, there was an ad on tv about a FREE concert called "Rockaway" by One Buck Short and friends;Bittersweet,Couple and all these other indie bands. For the love of one particular song by Bunkface, Situasi, my cousins and I decided to evade this so-called free concert and see what the fuss was all about. It was supposed to start at 1 pm. Yeah.Rite. How about 2.30 pm?

To add to my vocabulary, from my first so-called concert I learned some new terms;" mosh", people who mosh are moshers, which are basically people in a circle, or the"wall", moshing or more like pushing, bumping and hitting people while listening to screamo songs! Not my kind of music and I was telling myself," oh come on.. enough already". I asked my cousin, " mmg cam neh ke?" and she just nodded. Way to go culture shock!

The lead singer of a band, fresh one I guess, since my knowledge of the indie world is very superficial, Medusa was clad in a white t-shirt, kinda cute with "rolling r's" in his opening speech, saying.. " ourrrr songs arrrrrrreee hardcorreee" and "let's startttttttttt". Bottom line is, me no likey hard core coz everyone goes mad, i tell ya!!

Songs by the band couple are quite listenable. Certainly a crowd go-er. I only know one of their songs though. Maybe, they should have their own spot on the air.

Stuff I learned:

1. Beware of ur belongings.
2.Everyone wears black.
3.Do not try and get out of the crowd when the band is moving on to the next song. Move when they are changing bands.
4.People PUSH! My cousin was even slapped.
5. Stay away from the MOSH PIT if you don't want to die!
6. "Hard-core moshing" is brutal.
7. Don't wear new shoes!
8. Be prepared to sweat like crazy.




Dinner was at TGI, pavi.. a scrumptious burger with fried mac and cheese.. yum yum...

It's funny how I was youtubing and I found a clip on moshing and concert survival which I should have read wayyyy sooner! put on some jeans, a black shirt and converse shoes, and be a part of the crowd.And they should provide more rubbish bins coz the place was a mess! Come on la people, civilized dah kot!

Last2, x den tgk si bunkface neh ha. pnat je berpeluh. The only thing was awesome we were in the second row, so our view was not a view of an ocean of sweaty heads. Not bad for a "first" concert ey? So, yeah, I didn't get to see bunface belt out situasi after all, which was a bummer because that's the only reason I went there in the first place. ONE BAND and ONE SONG! But I guess, it's the experience that counts after all... for the love of bunkface ... haihs.. =( and I guess, my view on the indie world is kinda different now. Maybe, they should get more recognition after all. My first gig/concert.. owh yeah. =)

p/s: i hope tok mak is getting better~ love u lots!

sorry,dear

I woke up.

What happened now?
There he was. On the floor.
Maybe, I should say no more.

I was scared. Petrified even.
I was freaking out.
I just wanted to scream and shout.

I checked for a pulse. Was he alive?
Was he going to survive?
Will he make it through?
I fret, not knowing what to do.

It was 3.30 am in the morning.
Awoken by this terrible tragedy.
It's dark .The cuts and bruises, I cannot see

He looks okay.
I am scared for the worst. Let's not go there.
For,I do really care.

I picked him up.
Cradled him a while.
Gave him a smile.
Telling him it's going to be okay.
Today, and every other day.

At least, I hoped so. Really hoped so.


I'm sorry for what happened.
I hope it never happens again.
Ever.

And I didn't know what to expect this time.

He seems fine now.
I hope it stays that way
Maybe tomorrow will be a better day.



I hope you're okay my dear.
Don't give up on me now.
It's only been a year.
I need you.
I really do.




Maybe I should save up for MAC, just in case =)

"Sounds like you've been very lucky though"
Very!!

*still freaked out* 5.47 am