The Show Must Go On - Queen

To logann : shut up, ive been busy

To naixoias : no matter how i spell his name, its still gonna look ugly

To david : you're ugly.


I went for CELINE DION'S concert on April the 13th!

IT WAS SO TOTALLY COOL! LIKE OMG!!!

*ehem. get a grip*

It was a day of long waiting, loud screams and...... magic...

I was all dressed and psyched by 2:30pm. Can you believe that? Yes, i was ready THAT early. Two reasons. I had to pick Amanda up and I was really truly psyched! Not that I was jumping up and down like a giddy school girl, but seriously, CELINE DION!!! ZOMGAWDDD!!!

*ok, that was for kicks*

Picked Amanda and headed straight for KLCC. We went to have lunch with her friend, Qynn. Had a try at KFC, but it was so damn bloody packed. So we settled for the foodcourt. God, girls can really bitch. HAHA. But it was fun to hear what they had to say about every other girl, listening to who was with who and who had broken up with who. GOD. It was entertainment non the less.

It was 4:45pm, and it was time to head on to STADIUM MERDEKA!

I decided to park in VI. I mean, you would think an ex-student who had studied there for SEVEN GOD DAMN YEARS would know a thing or two about if the school's gate would be locked.

But not to Amanda.

She never let it go! TOTALLY worried if they would close the gate or worse, tow my car. I get it, who wants to take public transport home at 11pm. BUT it was crazy fun to tease her and get her all worked up for nothing. HAHAHA.

The three of us were pretty early, and got to see CELINE during her sound checks. We stood as far as 300m and saw the ant sized beauty that she was. She was so hot, speaking in french and singing bits and pieces of her songs to test out the system. We had a preview to concert.

The concert FINALLY started at 9:15pm. Can you top that? Bloody hell. We waited from 5 till 9. FOUR FCKING HOURS. And for what? CELINE had to wait for our Agong and our Deputy Prime Minister. One would think that for men of so high educaton, they'd be able to at least read the time on the stupid invite . Bacalah ticket, bodoh!

It was a really awesome concert. She was superb and sang many of the crowd's favourites. EVEN MINE. haha. She ended the night with, the obvious choice, My Heart Will Go On. It was simply beautiful. She came on stage in a gold gown accompanied by the flute and that got the crowd cheering and screaming and then it went to pin drop silence as she sang. Truly breathtaking.

Sent Qynn home, and then Amanda and I had supper at MCD's before I sent her home. Lets just say.... dessert was just too sweet.

It was a really great concert. She was breathtaking. She was amazing.

And I? well... lets just say I was probably the ONLY one that got my ticket money's worth!!!

Good News For People Who Love Bad News - Modest Mouse

All my life I thought Ken and Barbie were the perfect couple. They looked cute together, and every girl wanted them in a set... well, almost every girl.

Girl: "For Christmas, I want a Barbie and a G.I. Joe."

Santa: "Don't you know Barbie comes with Ken?"

Girl: "Oh no Santa, Barbie fakes it with Ken, she cums with G.I. Joe."

Chris: -_-"

Guess its bad news for Ken.

Cryin' Won't Help You Now - Ben Harper

So maybe a reconstruction of my blog would do me some good. I haven't been inspired by anything worth blogging about. Well, there was a party that i WAS going to blog about, but i've yet to receive the pictures from a very special someone.

I've been at my desk all morning (since 8am) and have been bored since. Work isn't all its hyped up to be, but then again, since when has ANYONE bragged about work. Unless your a famous movie star...... or a gigolo.

Amanda has already started college, so to has Nicky. Others have already gone overseas to further their education, I'm stuck behind a desk, staring at a computer screen, typing what appears to be a pretty pointess blog-post. God this is sad.

I guess the whole study life is what I really miss. Well, it shouldnt be called "study-life", since I don't really put much effort into the "study" part. It's mainly the sosial environment that I miss. Don't get me wrong, I met some pretty awesome people here at The New Straits Times. Gani, Joe and Sam have all been amazing so far, but nothing beats skipping class with the boys, making out by the stairs with that pretty girl or even sneaking into the science lab just for kicks.

sigh.

There is something to look forward to though.... CELINE DION's CONCERT!!

I'm sure everyone will find out why soon enough. ;)

Till then, lets hope someone I see on the road gets knocked by a 10ft lorry or the NSTP Building burns down. I NEED something to blog about.

The trick is to keep breathing

I just felt like it...

There was a boy,

there was a girl,

there were two hearts

that shaped their world.

As time went by,

more secrets surfaced,

and one last sad song,

that they could not survive.

He had tears to shed

and she was gone.

now to him,

all the perfect seemed wrong.

What could he do,

he could even breath,

his heart was torn

for everyone to see.

They went for their last date,

and she cried,

"All I could do,

is whisper goodbye!"

She got up to leave,

he didn't want to show,

but his heart screamed out,

"The hardest thing is letting you go!"

She was the one

the girl of his dreams,

that stayed in his heart,

that’s what he believed.

Now, he just sits

in his room alone,

wishing she was there,

wishing she had never gone.

He wishes he could turn it,

go back in time,

to when it was beautiful,

when their hearts would just shine.

He longs to hold her,

hug her tight,

but now he can't,

only in his dreams at night.

To love again,

he thinks not anymore,

he fell in love with an angel,

what more could he ask for.

He'll always be true to her,

he knows that is the case,

yet all he can do now,

is give her space.

He hopes for the time,

she'll talk to him again,

but until then,

he'll wait…

wait evermore…

For tonight, you're only here to know...

Some people go their whole lives without having true friends. Friends, who’d be there when we triumphed, fell, love, lost, hurt, smiled and even cried. These friends stick by you till the end of time. The thing is, the only way you eventually meet them is through the most smallest choice in life. For instance, I almost joined the band in school, yet made a 180degree turn at the last second to join the scouts. If I hadn’t, I’d probably never have had all those memories. All those times where we shed tear and sweat, through all those orientations, and all those times we laughed so hard for no apparent reason. yea, it’s the smallest things in life that we choose that make the biggest differences in our lives.

Sometimes it feels like yesterday, leaving VI, saying goodbye to all of them. The feeling of that day is pretty indescribable. The closest I could say is that it was a feeling that you could only get when you are at 17 and leaving school. A feeling that nobody else in the entire history of the world has ever been close to. Who ever has loved, as fiercely. Who ever has laughed, as hard.

3 years ago I graduated secondary school with my friends. AnandRaj flew to Russia to study medicine. KeongYuan and ChienYih shot to the UK to get their degrees. I joined form 6, with Nickkee, Liksheng, Danny and Wooihong. My pal Vivek went to realize his dream of becoming a lawyer at MMU Malacca. Leaving Logann and Ganesan to study A-Levels at college.

Things have changed in 3 years, many many things have changed. Everything that happened made us to what we are today. But for once in our lives, we lived for 3 years apart. For we had spent the best 5 years of our lives together, in one troop, in one school. We had a huge fight in school, among the 11 of us. Glass was broken, chairs were thrown and tears were shed. We also had a wonderful campfire, where tears were also shed at the end of the night, but they were tears of joy. We knew it was coming to an end, yet deep down, I said it was just the beginning.

We loved and we lost, and through all that, we always lent each other an ear, a hand, and a shoulder. We were beaten down, and we rose back up together, never turning back. I still remember all those memories. All those tears. All those laughter.

Recently, the 5 of us finished our form 6. I got a temp job at NSTP, Wooihong and LikSheng got jobs at their dad’s offices. Nick enrolled in Monash’s Feb intake. Vivek started shooting mini movies for film festivals. And with all the change around us, we still never forget the day we stood in the middle of the horseshoe, shouted our names and joined “the best damn thing” that changed our lives forever. A lot has changed since we left VI, but in many ways, our journey is just beginning.

Yet, with all the sweet memories that I have, that I know will last me a lifetime, there are days where it gets difficult.

So sometimes if feels like yesterday, and sometimes it feels like someone elses memory.