Baracking over Obama

this guy is a real rock n' roll superstar.

oh and the Kaiser Chiefs are starting to sound a whole lot like Franz Ferdinand.

Kaiser Chiefs: Never Miss A Beat

Post-HSC

so... what now?

i realised how desperate i was during the hsc. from my last post. deary me, thank goodness i survived.

mum flew back to malaysia, hastily i might add, on monday; claiming that i am intolerable and that it is "boring lar"

great. even an *undisclosed* year old complains of the lack of activity. what more a hyper-active, post-hsc, raging 18 year old teenager? help me.

but ive got a list. i do. i made one. and im proud to have checked 2 out of the 11 things on the list; cleaned my closet, and chucked out all my high school notes. ew, i still shudder with the word -high school. i mean, it was fun while it lasted but im never going back there. back to the oppressed, non-cultural, societal chasm that was our 'education' -apparently to prepare us for the 'real' world. but hey, the real world is essentially nothing but a slab of opinions formed to make sense of something that is ultimately nonsensical.

omg. the cynicism.

i blame my mum. i miss her. and ever since she left, daily routines have become unbearably boring. and i realise how much in need i am of company. id like to say i am justifiable, after a whole year by myself, i think i deserve to be sick of all that me-time. but what i lacked of for the past year was made up for in melbourne; 4 days, 32 hours of shopping and munching at melbourne's best, was pure bliss. thank u mummy. and, of course, the national bank of daddy.

yarra river

aw. thanks for emphasising my weight, mum.

French crepes at Flinders Lane

street buskers aka art/music fags. lol im just jealous

that was mum and i at flowerdrum. dad recommended this place to us -even without having been there himself ahahahahah man, my dad's funny. it was such a ponsy place but we had the best meal ever. and the biggest check.
but hey, im happy. she's happy, we're all happy.
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well, on a completely different note (coz i didnt have any good transitions to swiftly move into this topic) golly, my writing skills suck. low and behold i am going to speak about TWILIGHT.
ok. the book is cute. captivating. but its no harry potter. im sorry. but its not. to all those suckers claiming the four-book series as good enough to be its successor, NO NO NO NO NO (russel peter style) NOOOOOOOO. but there is no argument that it is going to be a hit on the movie screen, as it is on paper. and let me say one thing, cedric diggory guy is PERFECT for edward cullen. (the irony, right? to my previous comment) but yes, PERFECT. everytime i read him. i see cedric guy. and boy oh boy is he going to be hot and steamy on screen, i cannot wait.

ooo and russel peter's 3rd show in new york? a must see. it is HIGHlarious.

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ok, now im rly proud. ive wasted half the day with the internet, updating social network craps, and this, this lackadaisical blog.
i am 'the' biggest hypocrite when it comes to technology. i think its stupid and that its going to destroy the human race. not that it hasn't already. but look at me. lashing out on the computer about computers. and im sooo against blackberry's. those little monsters.
oh but they look so cute.

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thus is my cue to end. the cue is running out of things to say
new look; inspired by (Hinder - Get Stoned)
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and a very happy seventeenth to becky ;)
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xoxo
all new and now available at ur closest drug stores,
gillian

on the red corner, an experienced opponent, with two back-to-back wins in her life right here at caesar's palace, a steady contender, ocassionaly stressed albeit ready as ever, weighing at 389 kg, itssss

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and on the blue corner, feared by many of this era, for causing numerous suicides and mental incomprehensibility, his swiftest move is the upper-cut of unpredictability, causing panic amongst his opponents and their ultimate failure, weighing at 10000000000 kg, he calls himself the

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LADIES AND GENTLEMEN,

ARE YOU READY TO RUMBLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE?


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kids these days

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thirteenth century teenagers say:

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"O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?

Deny thy father and refuse thy name.

Or if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love

And I'll no longer be a Capulet."

- William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

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modern day teenagers say:

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like omg totally.

i was supposed to take a picture of the "friggin" clear sky. god knows why i filmed it instead.

what an embarassment. the whole video is a reflection of my bimbotic shallowness. or maybe its todays society, so easily exposed to the fabricated images portrayed in the media, turning them into people of lesser substance. yes. i blame the media.

haha although, i do love my darling Tina and all our free's together... we get so much work done :)

groovin to: The Beatles - all you need is love

xxx gg xxx

i think im going to fail

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catch me

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