i promised the world and a dozen roses.
Sunday, June 27, 2004 couplandesque.netaku nak pegi poly and take computer studies.
haha the reason why punkrockers in the US wear chucks is cos THEYRE THE CHEAPEST SHOES.tts what punk is abt.not abt MANGO and TOPSHOP and all that shit.GOD.so if u wanna wear chucks go ahead.but not because "its so punk -giggles squeals \m/"
i can't post anything on my tagboard cos the library does not allow tagboards and guestbooks to be seen.i also cant see my tagboard at all.
i was just reading blogs.
johan:u going on 3rd july?do u know how to get there already?hmmm.if u wanna answer write in ur blog.HAHA.
mis:lucky u never go gig arh.hahahaha.
siti:oh siti tts nice of u to say.HAHA.
nihaad::bacin.ur cousins at least better looking than those ppl.n theyre more entertaining n can play tabla.HAHA.who needs a dumb party anw!
ok tts abt it.and i wish I COULD SEE a tommy-look alike.so tak fair man.
oh i msg din last night nihaad!he's so cute sae.spell things funnily.and his punk band going to KL in august.i wanna go man.but he say malaysia got a lot of nazi skin.so scary.aku tak suka nazi.
i hate racists!!!
OR BETTER STILL.someone's brain.i'll pay u well!!!
haha.today suposed to celebrate y mum bday n bring her to al majlis eat arab food. BUT. sigh. always like tt.i was plannin to treat her.i love my mom tho she doesnt give me everything i want. cos she cant afford it or what. at least i don't WHINE tt my mother is such a bitch cos she dont wanna buy me smth.GROW UP.
hmm another thing. got gig now. at substation. mostly ska. ohwell.
u can't be a wildchild man.
hmmm.
haha.some ceremony took place at the zoo -yeah cool arh- but my family didn't go cos my mom's not in good terms with the rest of the family.sad right.my family's a bit screwed la.can't be a happy family.
anw.i got a new hp no. it is line so i must watch it.else my mom will make me pay.now all i need is a phone sae.the one i have is not even mine n i wanna return it.
hmmm 20dischanger is out wit a ep.or lp.cant rem.anw, i talked to is a few days ago abt the scene n all.20dc is a good band.truly abt the music.
oh vell.
i gtg.i hope that siti comes soon.i bet u she hasnt left the house yet.
hey mis if you reading this just wanna say that u rock la.haha.really envy the way u can keep it together wit ur guy.hope things gng well studies wise.
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u know a few months ago up in KL a 4yr old kid got kidnapped.luckily the CARREFOUR staff were efficient and closed up everything as soon as the lady realised her kid was missing.they found the kid in her undies and half her head shavenshe must have been traumatized man.there was a wig and clothes nxt to her.
it really makes u feel lucky that ur so safe.and at the same time so angry tt ppl can do things like that and cut off limbs so tt they can make the kids beg.
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ON A LIGHTER NOTE.
i wanna eat chapati!!bana'd mother makes killer chapati mahn.siti and nihaad are up at malacca buying tabla -i hope- and i bet u eating dunking donuts.haha.
10 weeks TO PRELIMS.
i take advantage arh.
siti just woke up coughing.she sick arh.
been a long time she sick.
hope she dont die.after cannot go gigs.
haha.
i been thinking that the world has no future.i was watching mtv and all the rubbish we are being fed with.like we are supposed to look a certain way, think a certain way and all.but last time, our parents parents worked their asses off to get what they wanted.sure they got married early so that they had a future secured already.then they worked to make their families life good.but us.we are so distracted by all this things that we forget what matters.
learning.
thats what really matters.learning abt the world, abt how things work, abt how to improve the world.more than half the population in sg probably doesnt care whats gng to happen if water contract expires.or if america uses singapore to fight terrorism.or if our population stops growing.
here people just want their nice cars.condos.people here don't think.they dont question.government plays us and we dont question.they do good things we dont see it.do bad things.we close our eyes.
we know how to complain.we dont know how to fix.where are our luther kings and our kennedys and our che gueveras.nobody seems to care about anything anymore.all we care abt is bra sizes and bank account sizes.
i guess i dont know enough to talk.but i want to learn.on the other hand, i guess i am just a 16 year old.wat do i know.
one thing i do know though.i have lived in bolivia.in a third world country.and u cant go out of the house without being worried tt ull get mugged.u cant cross the road safely even with the red light on.u cant even go out urself and be sure u wont be caught in the middle of a tear-gas thing if the university ppl decide to protest.
i have seen here, ppl throwing away food, ppl throwing away money on stuff tts so totally useless.but i guess.
they earned it.so it gives them a right to spend it how they want to.
like paris hilton.
yucks.but shes hot whaaat.
tts all u all think abt.
One by one
The children laugh and stare
At the boy down the road that nobody knows and nobody cares
He doesnt look like the rest of them
Cause he won't dress like the rest of them
Nobody cares about the boy on Northman Street
In between the light of day
He wants more than anything
In between the light of day
To find his way out of here
Dinner conversation
Passes him right by
No one cares about his stories they call them lies
Dreams he'll find his way
Dreams of being on stage
Nobody cares he's finding his was up Nothing Street
In between the light of day
He wants more than anything
In between the light of day
To find his way out of here
In between the light of day
He thinks he's going to make it
In between the light of day
If he could only take it
This is the time
This is the place
We all go our seperate ways
No turning back
This is the time
This is the place
We all go our seperate ways
No turning back
No turning back
No turning
Your going to be a star someday
Your going to be a star someday
You tell me
Someday
You tell me
going?going?
ya going.
woke up at around 2 today.i decided to reverse my life and sleep till late and do work at night.
i shall start studying.
no use sitting arnd and groaning and moaning that this sucks.might as well nerd it out for a few more months.
sigh.
theres gotta be more to life.
so where is it.
finally learned to play the tabla, its an arab drum thing.its really cool.
al majlis is a cool place to go, v cultured.haha.
anw.the waiters are WOOOOOH.and great gossips too.
gah.
i hope theyre not gossiping abt us.
u tend to miss things that u never thought you would.
i wish i was 45kg.
http://www.missminx.com/rant3.html
explains the 'punk' phenonemon.or however u spell it.
haha.i shall update everyone.
i pierced my tongue!yEAH/
now can perasan cos the pain gone n i can speak properly and all.
but u can ask nihaad,siti,my sis,farah and june how i was afraid i was gonna die.HAHA
my sis did it for me.yeah i know.my sister cooler than me larh.she got mats here and there following her.i shall just put my nose in a book and look dumb in my specs forever.
then ill become a nerdy millionare,
and ill haf a LOT of money.
and buy cadillacs, go punkrock concerts arnd the world, learn to surf at my private beach so nobody can laugh at me.
on the other hand.
i hate bush and dumbsfield.
this is me with the words on the tip of my tongue
i am daniela/ a walking contradicion/
who comes from bolivia anyway/ seventeen years.
i love green/ READING/ poetry/ water/ stoning/ writing rubbish/ ripping images off cd sleeves/ music/
pretending to be oh-so-artsy/ stars/ photographs/ french and spanish films/ learning new things/
i hate those people/ ignorancy/ my temper/ my pettiness/ my indesciADHJKJAness/ hate
i wish i had taken art/ i was taller/skinnier/prettier/nicer/kinder/ smarter / to go Paris/ to see the world/
i want to be happy, to know.
take a bow.
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hello.anyone there?
::sit
::nihaad
::debbie
::muni
::cin.laureen
::farhan
::johan
::mis :)
::stef
::mavis
::dee
::fariza
::pau-line
::izZAD
::sarah
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::XAC
::flintito
::ewick
::tess
::weinty
this is you with ur fingers on the keyboard.
"But if you love and have desires, let these be your desires:
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody into the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
And to bleed willingfully and joyfully...."-the prophet.
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