Cobra Starship - One Day, Robots Will Cry.

Hay Gabe. You is a QT.

This is getting way out of hand. What is it with me and this Cobra high?! Yvonne and I were spazzing over Gabe and his neon-colored goodness all day and I haven't been able to stop listening to them in the car it's insaneeeeee.

WHY GABE? WHAT IS WITH YOU AND YOUR DELICIOUS NEON-COLORED GOODNESS?!

Lemme hear you say this shit is ... Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!
S-U-P-E-R-C-A-L-I-F-R-A-G-A..... WHAT!

YES AWESUM SHADES AND HOODIE AND CAP.


I WANT UR SHADEZ.

NO MORE PICS UNTIL I FEEL LIKE EDITING THEM PRETTY LIKE. :D

Linkin Park - Nobody's Listening.

An open letter to the M.G.

Disclaimer: Everything stated here is merely a personal opinion. I am not trying to turn anyone against the M.G nor am I propagandizing whatever you think I'm propagandizing because I have no prior knowledge of it. Therefore, it is not considered to be a negligent act of mine as I am not a specialist in propagandizing (TORT LAW REFERENCE LOL. Should be studying Tort instead of writing this). This goes without saying, personal opinions from a 8-year-old child* should not be taken seriously unless you feel as though an 8-year-old* is capable of hurting your feelings. Then I suggest you see a therapist because you have serious issues.

Dear M.G,

Shame on you.

Shame on every single one of you for making the decision to imprison a good man just because he tells the cold, hard, solid truth.

Is that why you have made that decision? Overruling the Shah Alam court's judgment and making the choice to send an old man to Kamunting just to shut him up for the act of writing? To tear him away from his friends and family, from his young grandchildren? What would they say? Have you ever thought about that? The pain and heartbreak every single one of them will face knowing that you have condemned a man to death.

Yes, that is what you have done. Condemned him. Condemned him to a place far worse than the darkest depths of hell.

You have done nothing but disgust your people even more. This dark, heavy sin weighing down upon your hearts are a reflection of your acts. Even if you are the M.G, you have no right to take a man's life away just to do away with the risk of losing your own position.

"You reap what you sow."
I am a staunch believer in that phrase and I believe that one of these days, your malicious and vindictive acts will turn around and bite you in the behind.

Shame on all of you.

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Dearest Uncle Pet,

I may have only known you for a short period of time, but all those wise words you have said, the courageous acts you have done for us, the people, it may not seem like much now. However, believe me when I say that it has made a such a big difference in so many ways possible. This new generation will look up to your words for inspiration, as hope for a better future not only for us, but for our own children and their children after.

We stand behind you, hand in hand.
Hoping. Waiting and looking towards the horizon, waiting for a new day.

I sincerely pray that they don't come tomorrow.

*age has been altered to protect the privacy and safety of this blogger. =D

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Good news and bad news.

Good news:Omg has been converted into a RDJ fan because of his musical talentzzz, his smexy self in Iron Man and his burning wit slash profoundness. Sister's fault.

Like, hello RDJ with your cool shades and wrinkles.

Bad news: i-Pod dead. D: Devoid of music until I can get my butt to the Apple Support Center. Noooooooo. Devastation of all sorts.
Omg. It is a miracle of the highest degree, right after I posted this my i-Pod came back to life! Yay! Is not deprived of music anymore. :D

John Mayer - Dreaming With A Broken Heart.

When you're dreaming with a broken heart
The waking up is the hardest part
You roll outta bed and down on your knees
And for the moment you can hardly breathe
Wondering was she really here?
Is she standing in my room?
No she's not, 'cause she's gone, gone, gone, gone, gone....

When you're dreaming with a broken heart
The giving up is the hardest part
She takes you in with your crying eyes
Then all at once you have to say goodbye
Wondering could you stay my love?
Will you wake up by my side?
No she can't, 'cause she's gone, gone, gone, gone, gone....

Now do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand
Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?
Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?
Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?
Baby won't you get them if I did?
No you won't, 'cause you're gone, gone, gone, gone, gone....

When you're dreaming with a broken heart
The waking up is the hardest part

Right now, I have love/hate relationship with this song.

I would love to pen my thoughts down, but I no longer feel as though I have the freedom to do so.

Ambiguity is the new black.

Like a warm drink it seeps into my soul.

Listening to: Jamie Cullum // All At Sea

There's so much on my mind right now.

Exams to study for. University applications to fill out. Audition tapes to record. Compositions to pen. You.

I'm not about to ruin it for myself. I have too much going on right now.

What we have is perfect. A perfect formula of "hello", "goodbye" and "keep in touch". It's enough for me. I don't want to ruin what we have or what's left of it.

Mo-ii-yo.

I've had enough.

It's over.