you shut me out and expect me to read your mind.
i'm not god.

i went cloud watching this morning.
sat at the grandstand and looked at the clouds.
i think i found a new hobby. cloud watching.



see the pinkish glow of the clouds???



magnificent buildings surrounded by fog.





see the ship?



this one's a bigger ship.



isnt the clouds just beautiful?
i saw bull fights and coconut trees on a paradise island, but couldnt capture it in time.
the clouds were moving you see.

i could just lie there all day fantasizing.

the voice.

everyone has this little voice in their head.
some say its their consience.
some sat its their sub-consciousness.
some say its god's voice.

me, i dont know.
but boy oh boy.
the little voice in mine keeps talking to me.
anywhere, anytime. everywhere, everytime.

i thought i'd introduce it to everyone, considering the times when it consoles me, confronts me, encourages me, talks crap wtith me and bickers with me.
we always bicker.
lol.

i'll give you guys a sneek peak on how some of our conversations are like.

lets call it the voice.

i thought. maybe its something living in the nooks and crannies of my brain.
hmm. maybe its an imp. or a elf. or a fairy.
nono.
i think. its a snowman.
yes, a snowman.



voice: hey hey. who said i was a snowman. siao. crazy. insane. lunatic. kuku.
me: what?!?! snowman nice what. i like.
voice: can you like make me something more fearsome? like a dragon. or...or...or a vampire. like count dracula. so i can say i suck the blood out of your brain thats why you're so dumb.
me: -_-" fine. you want vampire right? ok. i make you a vampire snowman.



voice: you're mad.
me: no i'm not. who calls the shots here huh? me or you? me. i call the shots here.
voice: yea right. then how come you listen to me all the time??
me: shut up! dont embarrass me in front of people ok.
voice: i'm not.
me: yes you are.
voice: no i'm not.
me: yes you are you stupid vampire snowman.
voice: i am NOT a stupid vampire snowman.
me: yea yea whatever. you can go around telling people "i am count snowman."
voice: OI. !@#$%^&*()


haha. ok. i think i'm going mad.
hmm. my prelims start on 29th august. which is in six weeks time.
shit man.
i need to STUDY!
i'm going changi airport to study tomorrow morning.
that is, if i wake up.
dammed body clock.
tsk.

uhh.

they were taking photos in class for the class advertisment in this year's yearbook.
after taking this photo, meiling passed the camera for the seven of us to see.

daryl: eee why my hair like that one?!?!
audrey(or tessa. cant remember who said it.): your hair has always been like that.
tessa(or audrey. cant remember who said it.): very retro leh.
me: go photoshop his hair make big big.
audrey: haha. an afro!
*everyone laughs*

uhh.
why do my eyes always look so small in pictures??

i know what i said about dale.
but. i gotta admit.
he's hot.

he made a pair of yellow shoes look good!

how many losers can do that?

even though i hate dale, i think he's hot.
i like how he looks on the outside.
but on the inside..........



oh ya.

each time i go for service, i am more convinced that i've gotta stop liking him.
but i cant help it.

the band

since zann and ding blogged about the band, i feel that i should too.

the band started out as a threesome.
me, zann and ding.
jamming sessions were at the old fyewerkz at katong shopping centre.
initially, we were called shoebox childhood.
a feew weeks later, it changed to call the paramedics.

then fyewerkz moved to kallang and we were the first band to play in the new location.

soon after, marcus joined and the band name changed to the next mishaps.

after jamming together for awhile, we sorta bonded.

one fine hot day, our plans to jam got thwarted.
so, we sat down at macdonals and decided to change the band name(again). the process was tedious, but, results was produced.
thistime, the name is final(i think).

ron joined the band two weeks ago and we auditioned for teachers day together, and yes, we passed the auditions =)

and now, i present to you...

Random Visuals.
vocals - zann the camwhore and miss wonderful voice.
lead guitar - pearlyn the guitar rapist(the guitar actually climaxes!) aka ding.
rythm guitar - ron the man of few words.
bass - charlene the lame and crappy one.
drums - marcus the guy with soft steel balls

there you have it.

the band.

i love zann.
*grins*

HAHA

charlene: i think ******* is very konky.
zann: konky? huh? what's konky?
charlene: i said, cocky.
zann: oh.

zann (!)

hello, this is zann blogging. this blog is dying. is anybody even here.

anyway, charlene's giving me ideas as to what to update about. i've drama at 945 tmr, and i'm not even asleep. fuck.

okay. ah, i love posts about myself. and charlene suggested me updating what i like.

5 people i like:
1. myself
2. myself
3. myself
4. family
5. charlene

ZANN
LOVES
CHAR.

okay, i'm off. i'm on the phone with charlene and it's getting really quiet. i hope she's not asleep.

i dont exactly have time to blog. and the only reason i'm here is because i had to do theseira's wordpower thingy.
i'll update with details another day.
oh.
italy won.
haha.
i have no idea what that means. but.
i have friends spporting italy. so. yay.

another piece of good news i have is that our band got in!
yes. Random Visuals will be playing 3 songs, hold on, dani california and dirty little secret for teachers day, 31st august '06 in GMSS.
be there. or be square.
who lives in a pineapple under the sea???

was listening to albums while playing maple.
i was suprised when i saw kelly clarkson's album. then i realised that ripped it from nelson's disc last year. lol. (note to self: upload kelly's disc into mp3.)

still on that, i realised that i still liked maroon 5. haha. its been awhile since ii last listened to their album.

adam levine and alicia keys were given the sexiest teen some years back. mmmm.
haha.





they dont look like teens to me...

if you dont have the album, go listen to it. borrow/steal/beg from someone.

two songs i think the lyrics are nice. secret and ragdoll.

MAROON 5
"Secret"

Watch the sunrise
Say your goodbyes
Off we go
Some conversation
No contemplation
Hit the road

Car overheats
Jump out of my seat
On the side of the highway baby
Our road is long
Your hold is strong
Please don't ever let go Oh No

[Chorus:]
I know I don't know you
But I want you so bad
Everyone has a secret
But can they keep it
Oh No they can't

I'm driving fast now
Don't think I know how to go slow
Where you at now
I feel around
There you are

Cool these engines
Calm these jets
I ask you how hot can it get
And as you wipe off beads of sweat
Slowly you say "I'm not there yet!"

[Chorus x2]

MAROON 5
"Ragdoll"

How ya feelin'?
The day has had its way with both of us
And oh, I've gone out of my way
But I'm not free
From this pain I'm feeling
I was a fool to think someday
You would come around
But no, no, no
I'm not thinking that way

'Cause now i see
You are not what you seem
You are a mystery to me
Sometimes I just want to scream

I think you should just go away 'cause
There's no necessity for you to stay and
Next time you come around my way
Forget it baby
You're not comin' in

How's your day been? (yeah)
'Cause mine has taken strange and ugly turns
But no, no, no
I feel better today
Because I'm off my knees

You are not what you seem
You are a mystery to me
Sometimes I just want to scream

I think you should just go away 'cause
There's no necessity for you to stay and
Next time you come around my way
Forget it baby
You're not comin' in
A heart ready for a life of sorrow
No you can't come back tomorrow
Shut my windows
Lock my doors
'Cause my heart won't be your ragdoll anymore (yeah)

I think you should just go away 'cause
There's no necessity for you to stay and
Next time you come around my way
Forget it baby
You're not comin' in
A heart ready for a life of sorrow
No you can't come back tomorrow
Shut my windows
Lock my doors
'Cause my heart won't be your ragdoll anymore (oh oh yeah yeah)

'Cause my heart won't be your ragdoll anymore

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since term started, i havnt been blogging on weekdays.
and that is how it would be until after my O's.
so dont expect any updated on weekdays. as for weekends, i'll try my best to update.

i finally went for service yesterday.

everything was fine until everyone started standing on the chair and i was the only one sitting. and i didnt want to stand on the chair. why promise God something that i wont do just because everyone else was doing it. just because they did doesnt mean i should.

so i packed my stuff and left.

no reason for me to stay.

if you ask me, yes, i do love God.

but i'm not ready to let go of alot of things. not yet.

if God needs something minor done, there are tonnes of people out there for his service.

unless he needs my life, then i'd willingly surrender it to him.



that aside,

omg! i'm so crushing on sherman's voice.

he sang some song during service.

at the front part he sang solo, the pianist occasionally coming in here and there.

and i was like.

woaaaah!!!

sherman. that sherman.
this was the first time i heard him sing solo. the other times were just as backup.

i remember four and a half years ago when he announced to the cell that he jouned praise and worship.

sherman: i joined P&W.
larissa & bettina: what?!?!
me: whats P&W??
larissa: praise and worship.
me: WHAT?!?!

awwww.
sherman, momma's so proud of you =P


those were the times.
we, the innocent little primary sixes teasing the boys.
now jason's in city harvest, larissa's in new zealand, victoria and bettina seemed to have disappeared, and a few others who i cant remember anymore.