oh. i forgot to post this. my song-for-the-post.

Running
by No Doubt

this shows fwen stefani when she was still with no doubt. i love this song. it's quite old though.

Run, Running all the time
Running to the future
With you right by my side

Me, I'm the one you chose
Out of all the people
You wanted me the most
I'm so sorry that I'm falling
Help me up lets keep on running
Don't let me fall out of love

[Chorus:]
Running, running
As fast as we can
I really hope you make it
(Do you think we'll make it?)
We're running
Keep holding my hand
It's so we don't get separated

Be, Be the one I need
Be the one I trust most
Don't stop inspiring me
Sometimes it's hard to keep on running
We work so much to keep it going
Don't make me want to give up

[Repeat chorus twice]

(The future)

[Repeat chorus]

there..lovely ain't it.

PRIME TIME NEWS: THIS AUTHOR WAS BRAINWASHED IN SIGNATURE PARK TODAY.

Min Gets Brainwashed
okay. fine. so i got my hair perm a few days before planned. but i'm going to malaysia soon (must miss me! XD). i may not have time after the exams.

1. Attaching the electrodes:

what she's (the hairdresser-Irene) doing there is rounding my hair around this heater stick AKA electrodes (in blue and green) and securing it with rubber bands.

2. Sending an SOS (to no avail)

haha. i was caught smsing. anyway, Irene added this cloth thingie, i think to protect my scalp from the heat.

3. Attaching the wires

the scary part! the wires of the machine (as seen) are connected with said electrodes.

i tell you, this is the hot and important part.

it's darn heavy! my neck totally could not support my head! i was leaning on the chair and the back was supporting the whole thing on my head.

it's literally hot. kinda burning, at first, cos my hair was wet and the heat was evaporating all the water which started steaming my head. quite killing lol.

but after awhile the water evaporated off. then the rubber bands started snapping one by one. piak piak piak. ouch ouch ouch.

and these were the remnants of the rubber bands. you see the curled red worms things? yep. those.

4. Cute onlooker (who didn't know the photo was taken)

curious little adorable baby! 18 months and very active. followed her mom/grandmom (i don't know, didn't see, the electrodes were on my head already) to the hairdresser.

so here with the rubber bands snapped, the hairdresser used clips. of course, she had removed the heater thingie. i had to sit there for an hou before she took it off. now, i had to sit there to let it cool off.

and so on and so on. after getting cooled, she added this liquidto soak my hair in and washed it off.

and i was done!

credits to DAVID! for the pictures. thank you. for sitting there 4 hours after you cut your hair. lol.

the end. must sleep now.

i know i've posted this song before, but i was just listening to it. lot's of stuff.
What Can I Do
by The Corrs

I haven't slept at all in days
It's been so long since we've talked
And I have been here many times
I just don't know what I'm doing wrong

What can I do to make you love me
What can I do to make you care
What can I say to make you feel this
What can I do to get you there

There's only so much I can take
And I just got to let it go
And who knows I might feel better
If I don't try and I don't hope

What can I do to make you love me
What can I do to make you care
What can I say to make you feel this
What can I do to get you there

No more waiting, No more aching
No more fighting, No more trying

Maybe there's nothing more to say
And in a funny way I'm calm
Because the power is not mine
I'm just gonna let it fly

What can I do to make you love me
What can I do to make you care
What can I say to make you feel this
What can I do to get you there

Love me...

i'm up to my nostrils with exams now. pretty okay recently.

Father i thank you very very very much for manageable papers!

phew.

you know, it's just like air. you never notice it, but it's there.

and when air gets fierce and starts moving into wind, onely then you'll realise the extent of it.

it becomes a natural disaster.

hey, poor thing on the tagboard, you can find Blogger's CEO's email on www.blogger.com i'm sure. at least at the help section. you sure need some help.

all th e best and God bless to all secondary four peeps. taking o'levels. and the sec 5.

another day in my life. in a nutshell, i studied (STUDIED! WOW!), i played the com (duh), and i had BS at BK @ WM.

that's a lot of brackets and initials.

let's get counting...

8 more chances of wearing the school uniform. i'll miss it. muahaha. cos i'll never wear one again.

7 more exam days.

6 more days to that day where i would have to make a descision whether to go for TRYBE or SYTYCS (the LYL zone event).

5 more days to the weekend.

4 more months til i get my results.

3 more weeks to my 6-days-in-a-row chalet "marathon" (class & zone).

2 ¹/₂ more weeks to going back to malaysia.

2 more weeks til i perm my hair and to F-R-E-E-D-O-M.

and 1 more day (or half a day) to cell group.

why am i blogging again?

oh, cos i kicked my brother off the computer chair.

what? i let him play since 8. as you can see, it just past 10. 2 hours is sufficient. and i bet you he played in the afternoon.

i like that channel 8 show at 9pm. i don't really remember what it's called. but who cares.

it's the one with fiona xie in it, with her being such a bitch.

why did they cast her as the bitch? i must admit she did a good job. but why her? hello, bitches aren't supposed to be pretty.

exactly. that's why they're bitches.

you know what, i just realized i was typing without looking at my fingers. i was fully staring at the computer screen.

be amazed by the prowness of my accuracy!

okay. that's a sign that i should stop blogging.

oh, one more thing.

it really is the trend to get a boyfriend from school now, cos i couldn't walk to west mall without meeting at least 10 couples from schools like YISS(DUH. you have to diss your own school before dissing other schools. ooops, i forgot. I GRADUATED!), BVSS, HGSS, to name a few.

not that it's a bad thing lah. but it's kinda of funny to watch them flirt with each other.

useless, seriously.

what was it i wanted to blog?! i forgot!

oh, i have a new found love. it's called CROSSWORDS.

kinda saw mt brother doing it that day. got caught on, and kinda couldn't stop.

what, that shitty wonderful project superstar is on again?

wow! i so GOTTA(pui!) watch it!

i need to buy a chamber pot too, to put beside my sofa as i watch!

good night, people. good night to my prince living in NI.

i've finally decided to post something.

i'm so sick of having so many things stuck in my head but unable to tell anyone cuz i have no idea how to put everything into words.

so many things going on.

my mom's listening to 97.2 FM while she irons, and even though i have my headphones on listening to the cranberries crooning, i could clearing hear the song blaring out, as if it is right beside my ears.

ever since i knew how to appreciate music, songs have a very big impact on me. it is currently the only thing which can make me emotional without actually saying anything (it's a SONG, see?).

so anyway, the song (in chinese) went: "you're just too soft, just too soft. you hide everything hurtful inside you. you put on a strong front and..."

memory fails me here. anyway it's not very easy to translate chinese into english.

Sidetrack: guess what chinese song it is. hahaha.

yea and the song totally describes me. and i don't wanna put on a strong front anymore.

i mean, yea, everything is going on perfectly for me. everything. you name it, it's good.

just that slight problem which can cause huge catastrophies (hope i got that spelled right).

oh bull shit, it's not like anyone will understand anyway.

damn you, damn you, damn you, damn you.

everyone was right. i should have listened to them.

if you realised, there's actually a pattern, like a polymer and i'm just one of those damned monomers.

dang, you didn't even learn organic chemistry and if you did you would have forgotten by now.

why did you have to lie to me?

i have a reason for saying all guys are jerks you know. do all of you think i just like to say it?

all the guys i've met are jerks! one after another.

you think i like having such a past behind me? there's a reason behind it.

everytime i try to convince myself that it's just one guy in the whole billion of the world population, but everyone of you are the same.

i wonder who will be the next monomer.

this wasn't meant to be, hasn't meant to be and will never mean to be.

when you're gone..

but you'll sleep forever now

and i am waiting for you