So yeah, just here to tags reply 'coz that shengjingahgong keeps grumbling about me not replying my tags. I'm very busy one lo... not like him, slacker, everyday laze on the couch watch telly. LAZYBUM! HAHAHAHA!!!
KENneth 3million cheers cannot take then 3millions poke lo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!!!!!
JJ Yup, i brightened like some supernova already. HAHAHA!!
Weslie OOOPS! HAHAHA! A cappella practice might be cancelled on coming wednesday 'coz... i've project submission and test! bad time management i-know.
Yvonne I WANT HARRY WITH YOU!!!!!! x)))
Joel NODS NODS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Weishan Auntie... ya, you're here. Let's see if got time first bah... i seriously doubt so. And lasenza gone in singapore?
I would have died if not for Kenneth! Three billions cheers for SHENG JING AH GONG! Well, at least i know what's happening to me... HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! And i'm finding myself back! I WILL FEEL THAT CRAZINESS, HYPERNESS, WILDNESS, FUN, EVERYTHING BACK!!!!!!!!!
EXCLAMATION MARKS, COME TO MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I WILL PLAY UNTIL I HAD ENOUGH... 'COZ... I REALLY AM GOING TO EXPLODE. It doesn't make sense when i don't laugh out loud, end my sentences with loads of exclamation marks, capitalise all my words, play truant... IT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE!!!
AND I WOULD HAVE DIED, SERIOUSLY. I felt like a body without a soul... so dead, so dead... other than the word "DEAD" there's no other words to describe me. And that makes me so sure that the King of Pop, woudn't have been NOT-ABLE-TO-PERFORM ON STAGE.
People said he was forced to do it and that he has phobia to stand on stage. Come on, a person who has been performing on stage for all his life - a gift from heaven, a performer for his life, a perfect machine for the entertaintment industry - CANNOT PERFORM ON STAGE?
HE WOULD HAVE FELT TEN THOUSAND BILLION TIMES WORSE THAN WHAT I FEEL NOW. You understand?
Sayonara!
Ciao!
P.S. In conclusion, i don't believe in what his sister said.
I was so bored the bloody whole day... and i didn't have the urge to start on my projects. All i did was... sleep, sleep, sleep. I feel so lethargic... so tired... or am i just feeling sian? Even when i went out, i did nothing exciting or fun. I'm really missing da crazy high days in the past.
Eversince i don't know when... i feel so unlike myself... i'm becoming really, really dull... someone i hardly can recognise. I need to stay hyper, crazy, high, active, busy and really, really, really fun! Ying ying needs more exclamation marks!
Craving for a game of beach volleyball! Craving for stupid bets! Craving for a new crazy life!
So it has been such a blooody long time since i blogged... Loads to update yet i can't find the time to. So, yeah... just to say that i'm well. I'll be back. HA HA! x)
Woooo, despite the two weeks of "HOLIDAYS", i hardly find any time to take a break. Exhausted from all the projects and projects! I'm so deprived of my beauty sleep...
And i'm so relieved to know that the King of Pop, will always remain KING OF POP!
Sayonara!
Ciao!
P.S. 3rd July is a special day for Dear Yvonne and her dearest. Fighting~ =D
Anyhow, I'm here to update a little. Yeah, celebrated Kenneth's birthday on a cool Saturday. Met camilia and anna and my granny on a lovely Sunday. Pranked Kenneth on a lazy Monday. Woke up with a slight shock on a crazy Tuesday. July's coming... I don't look forward to it at all.
I don't used to like time machine 'coz i find it meaningless to travel back time since i'm happy and cheery, totally satisfied with my life. Life is comfortable and fun but sometimes i still feel tired of it and badly missing da old days. I know there's no turning back, even the memories in one's head are fading, but i remember... and will always remember.
It's kind of painful to move on, like it has pierced through the skin and so strongely attached to it and yet you have to forcefully pull yourself away, tearing your own skin in the process. It's bleeding. The bond's breaking. I'm pleading.
Surpressed it within, take a deep breathe, a short break, focus on other stuffs... a time for the mind to cool and, temporarily, a burden off the shoulder... hope it helps.
Sayonara!
Ciao!
P.S. I'll be back when i sense a cheerful tone in me.
I ain't a no. 1 MJ fan, i'm just crazily in love with his music, his talent - something that i thought it's a gift from heaven. I don't really follow his news, all the scandals, but i'm aware of all the charitable activities he has been involved in. I respect him or yes, like many others, i worshipped him.
I think he's the greatest musician in the world who has contributed so much to the society, breaking through the barrier between races and a big bang to the entertainment industry. Many others think he's a jerk, or a phidophile. Being labelled this way even after he's not found guilty and all the charges are being dropped isn't fair to him. Just imagine someone who has to bear this for his entire life.
Ya, it's his choice, for choosing the life of an entertainer and since he's someone that great, the media is always on him. Anything small he does would turn out big and the truth would be distorted.
His fans believed in him, no matter what happens. I choose to only see his music and not his scandals.
Today's the second day since the news of his death is being released. I'm beginning to feel the impact and sorrow is pouring in as the echos of his news slap me into facing the reality. I think i'm slow into reacting to something like this... 'coz i chose not to believe that he has passed away just like that.
I feel like ending this off with... (even if many are writing this as well)
Goodbye, MJ.
P.S. I'm always there to remember him, even if he will be slowly forgotten by the world.
I've no idea what's going on inside me which refuse to trust the media, even the officer. Bribery? It's possible... Then they let out false news to make everyone in the whole world thinks that he's dead 'coz something went wrong when Michael Jackson's preparing for his final concert in london. I know, i know... all of you will think i'm talking nonsense and thinking too much. But all these years, all the ridiculous news and happenings that have been surrounding him... I don't know. I don't trust media anymore.
THERE'S NO WAY THE KING OF POP DIED JUST LIKE THAT!!! HEART ATTACK?!?! NOOOOOOOOO!!! I won't accept it... someone who walked an extraordinary journey, left an extraordinary legacy, united the world with his extraordinary music, made an extraordinary bang in the world of music, died due to an ORDINARY heart attack.
SUPER BLOOOODY PIAN REN... I won't take it. There's something more than this...
And i thank all my friends for spamming my mobile early the morning after knowing this piece of news - MY COUSIN MEILING, BAMBOO, YVONNE, ANNA!!!
Sayonara!
Ciao!
P.S. For the next few days and weeks, the whole world's going to mourn over his death. Every 26th June will be his death anniversary. Every heart of all his fans will be crying 'cept mine. Maybe some media or the cruel music industry will make use of his death to earn some big bucks by releasing some MJ tribute disc. I don't believe he's dead. The world has pronounced Michael Jackson's dead but he forever lives in my heart.
