when darkness turns to light, it ends tonight. it ends tonight.
Thursday, November 30, 2006
my best friend loves make up
i got the password wrong three times in a row. it's so hard to spell char. can i change it ? to ilovemakeup or smthng. lmao.
okay, my best friend openly declares that she hates make up. char's anti-makeup. we're so different. make up is my best friend. followed by char the pigeon chicken.
char said prom was boring. or maybe it was because she was having a headache. oy, i'm having a headache too.
i'm so tempted to go downstairs to have prata in my pyjamas right now. frowns. i'm hungry. oh charis, where are you ?
you're most prolly sleeping, right, you pigg. i'm going to do poa tmr since you want to recuperate from your make up. lmao. sucks shit. i don't like Poa. but i'll try doing it..
hugs, kisses, licks & a whole lot of butt-grabbing
hi, i'm camping here, permanently. oh, this is so fun. i like blogging on other ppl's blog. especially if it's my best friend's blog.
anyway, zann here ! :D i miss blogger so much. (even though i still prefer LJ). char's my best friend, & forever will be. along with marc tan the fat muscular bitch of course. omg, char, i love you like mad, okay. (i know i've said this a thousand times.)
okay, my best friend here, is bloody naggy. she nags like mad. i bet she nags more than my granny. (i wouldn't know, she died when i was eight.) but i still love her like mad. she can be super nice at times, but sometimes she gets on my nerves i feel like hitting her head with a badminton racket.
which reminds me, i played badminton with my brother against my good friend & her brother. that took place when i was in umm, primary three. & my brother was going to hit the shuttlecock & whacked me in the head instead. i was super mad at him, i threw my badminton racket at him. damn. i used to bully & hit my brother a lot. (to say that i hit him a lot would be an understatement, really.)
okay, this is enough for today. i'm feeling really high now. i've tons to talk about. i'll be updating a lot from now on since charlene doesn't want to update.
oh wait, i can't end this post without saying smthng nice about her since i pointed out her bad points (lmao, i'm like ten times worst than her.) she can be there for you if you need her (that is, if she's not on maple.) she's as sweet as sugar. that sweetheart's going on a holiday with me on my bday even though her dad's not really supportive of it. & she's very thoughtful.
oh, there were many times when i had food cravings. & she'd buy whatever i wanted to eat if she was meeting me. how sweet. she even came over with mashed potatoes because i said i wanted some (!) :D thanks, char. lubb eww like crazy. lmao.
okay, i'm off.
p.s: i'm craving for some chicken wings.
p.p.s: mwahaha, since i own half the blog, i shall update pictures like mad. it's so much easier uploading pictures on blogger. but no, i am not switching back. heh.
with love, ZANN :D
oh, do tag ! i know it secretly makes charlene happy when ppl tag :D oh, char, won't you say you love me too ? grins.
mmmmmMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmMMMMMMmmmm. i swear del monte bananas are heaven. mmmmmmmmmmm.
oh. i wrote my last english essay today. i wont be writing anymore english essays. even if i do go to jc next year(which i most likely wont), there'll be no more english essay. its just gp. argumentative. no narrative.
woah. does anymone realise the significant impact of this??????
=P
ok. then after physics paper, i met xavier on the way to the bus stop. there's one question in the physics paper. qn: sound waves are longitudinal waves. define longitudinal waves. xavier wrote: they are straight lines. -_-" ROTFLMAO
oh. to everyone who's taking their o's next year and if you're taking science physics, remember. radioactivity comes out every year. almost every year, it comes out as a essay question. so please please please please remember to study radioactivity ok. it's a sure score question. 10 marks. simple like hell.
my brother bought me panic! at the disco disc leh.
heehee.
thanks to him(indirectly), now, i know why panic! and fall out boy sounds the same.
if you read the part on the cover sleave where they say thanks and who's involved in the album, a&r for decaydance: pete wentz panic! thanks ....... pete wentz and fall out boy..... pete wentz is a member of the fall out boy you see.
and on the fall out boy sleave, brendan urie- additional vocals on "7 minutes in heaven (atavan halen)" appears courtesy of panic! at the disco and decaydance decords.
both cds were recorded by decaydance and fueled by ramen.
they worked together. so its no wonder they sound alike. but if you actually take time to listen to the albums of both fall out and panic!, you'll be able to tell the difference between the two. and they're not really that similar after all.
when i told joanne when their first single came out, she was like "panic! at the disco are just fall out boy ripoffs." i wasnt happy then. but i had no proof. but now. heh heh heh. panic! is not a "fall out boy ripoff" as claimed by joanne. ha! take that in your face. =P
ok. lady sovereign. another teenage punker. the song is catchy, video's funny. but thats that. she actually forgot her lyrics at a live performance. LOL. but. dont blacklist her yet. she's still a newbie. only time will tell...
lupe fiasco. nice nice. geek(you know. the specs) rapper/hip hopper with the potential. i especially like daydreamin' watch out for him =)
Daydream I fell asleep beneath the flowers For a couple of hours On a beautiful day Daydream I dream of you amid the flowers For a couple of hours Such a beautiful day
[Lupe Fiasco] As I spy from behind my giant robot's eyes I keep him happy 'cause I might fall out if he cries Scared of heights so I might pass out if he flies Keep him on autopilot 'cause I can't drive Room enough for one I tell my homies they can't ride Unless they sittin on the shoulders but that's way too high Let's try not to step on the children The news cameras filmin This walkin project buildin Now there's hoes sellin hoes like right around the toes And the crackheads beg at about the lower leg There's crooked police that's stationed at the knees And they do drive-bys like up and down the thighs And there's a car chase goin on at the waist Keep a vest on my chest I'm sittin in my room as I'm lookin out the face Somethin to write about I still got some damage from fightin the whitehouse, just a
Daydream I fell asleep beneath the flowers For a couple of hours On a beautiful day Daydream I dream of you amid the flowers For a couple of hours Such a beautiful day
[Lupe Fiasco] Now come on everybody, let's make cocaine cool We need a few more half naked women up in the pool And hold this MAC-10 that's all covered in jewels And can you please put your titties closer to the 22s? And where's the champagne? We need champagne Now look as hard as you can with this blunt in your hand And now hold up your chain slow motion through the flames Now cue the smoke machines and the simulated rain But not too loud 'cause the baby's sleepin I wonder if it knows what the world is keepin Up both sleeves while he lay there dreamin Me and my robot tip-toe 'round creepin I had to turn my back on what got you paid I couldn't see half the hood on me like Abu Ghraib But I'd like to thank the streets that drove me crazy And all the televisions out there that raised me, I was
Daydream I fell asleep beneath the flowers For a couple of hours On a beautiful day Daydream I dream of you amid the flowers For a couple of hours Such a beautiful day
Daydream I fell asleep beneath the flowers For a couple of hours On a beautiful day Daydream I dream of you amid the flowers For a couple of hours Such a beautiful day
[Intro] Uh, what up ya'll Soundtrack what's poppin' baby Ya'll ain't know I go by the name of Lupe Fiasco Representin' that 1st & 15 Yea And this one right here I dedicate this one right here To all my homies out there grindin' (ya know what I'm saying) Legally and Illegally Ha You know what I'm talkin' 'bout So, check it out
[Verse 1] First got it when he was six Didn't know any tricks Matter fact First time he got on it he slipped Landed on his hip and bust his lip For a week he had to talk with a lisp Like this Now we can end the story right here But shorty didn't quit it was something in the air Yea He said it was somethin' so appealing He couldn't fight the feelin' Somethin' about it He knew he couldn't doubt it Couldn't understand it Brand it, since his first kickflip he land it Uh Labeled a misfit, abandoned Ca-kunk, ca-kunk, kunk His neighbors couldn't stand it, so He was banished to the park Started in the morning wouldn't stop till after dark Yea When he said it's getting late in here So "I'm sorry young man there's no skating here"
[Chorus] So we Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Coast And the way he roll just a rebel to the world with no place to go So we Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Coast So come and skate with me, just a rebel looking for a place to be So let's Kick, and Push, and Coast
[Verse 2] Uh, uh ,uh My man got a lil older became a better roller (yea) No helmet, hellbent on killin' himself, was what his momma said But he was feelin' himself Got a lil more swagger in his style Met his girlfriend, she was clappin' in the crowd Love is what was happening to him now, uh He said I would marry you but I'm engaged to these aerials and varials And I don't think this board is strong enough to carry 2 She said bow I weigh 120 pounds, now Lemme make one thing clear I don't need to ride yours I got mine right here So she took him to a spot He didn't know about Somewhere in the apartment parking lot, she said I don't normally take dates in here Security came and said "I'm sorry there's no skating here"
[Chorus] So they Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Coast And the way they roll just lovers in the twine with no place to go So they Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Coast So come and skate with me, just a rebel looking for a place to be So let's Kick, (uh uh) and Push, (yea yea) and Coast
[Verse 3] Yea uh, yea, yea Before he knew he had a crew That weren't no punk In they Spitfire shirts and SB Dunks They would Push, till they couldn't skate no more Office building, Li-B's weren't safe no more And it wasn't like they weren't getting chased no more Just the freedom is better than breathing they said (they said) And they escape route, they used to escape out When things got crazy they needed to break out (they'd head) To any place with stairs, any good grinds the world was theirs, uh And they four wheels would take them there Till the cops came and said "There's no skating here"
[Chorus] So they Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Coast And the way they roll just a rebels without a cause with no place to go So they Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Coast So come roll with me, just a rebel looking for a place to be So let's Kick, (uh uh) and Push, (yea yea) and Coast
Yeah, It's officially the biggest midget in the game. I dunno. Make way for the S.O.V.
[Chorus (x2):] Love me or hate me, it's still an obsession. Love me or hate me, that is the question. If you love me then thank you! If you hate me then fuck you!
I'm fat, I need a diet. No, in fact I'm just too light And I ain't got the biggest breast-s-s, but I write all the best disses. I got hairy armpits, but I don't walk around like this. I wear a big baggy t-shirt that hides that nasty shit. Ugh! Never had my nails done. Bite them down until they're numb. I'm the one with the non-existent bum, Now I don't really give a....Ugh! I'm missing my shepherd's pie Like a high maintenance chick missin' her diamonds. I'm missin' my clippers size. Now bow down to your royal highness. No I don't own a corgi, Had a hamster, it died cuz I ignored it. Go on then, go on report me, I'm English, try and deport me!
[Chorus (x2):] Love me or hate me, it's still an obsession. Love me or hate me, that is the question. If you love me then thank you! If you hate me then fuck you!
I'm that funky little monkey with the tiniest ears. I don't like drinking fancy champy, I'll stick wit Heineken beers. Whoops, might burp in ya face, A little unlady-like, What can I say? Well oh gosh I'm not posh, male with odd socks. I do what I'm doing, yeah! So everybody's entitled to opinions, I open my mouth and shit I got millions. I'm the middle kid, the riddle kid, I'll make you giggle till your sick Cuz my nose jiggles while I spit. Yeah I do have some stories And its true I want all the glory. Go on then, come on support me, I'm English, try and deport me!
[Chorus (x2):] Love me or hate me, it's still an obsession. Love me or hate me, that is the question. If you love me then thank you! If you hate me then fuck you!
Love me or hate me Love me or hate me
So I can't dance and I really can't sing. I can only do one thing, And that's be Lady Sovereign! So I can't dance and I really can't sing. I can only do one thing, And that's be Lady Sovereign!
[Chorus (x4):] Love me or hate me, it's still an obsession. Love me or hate me, that is the question. If you love me then thank you! If you hate me then fuck you!
[x2:] Love me or hate me Love me or hate me Love me or hate me I can only do one thing, And that's be Lady Sovereign!
