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Monday, November 24, 2008 @ about 11:37 PM
blue skies and you



the 5th of November, when sparks flew,
singing on the rooftop with you
My heart leapt and danced and flew, I didn't know you felt it too




tag replies 23rd - 24th November
Syiqs: (replied)
tagger: nonsense uh you. hahaha!
aman: oh? you still cant fit into my luggage, i can only bring 15kg there sorry. hahaha
aman: diam eh kau.
yenshan: hahaha alright, thanks!
yenshan: happy uh you?! hahaha!
jiali: (replied)
sihao: eh hao, stop it eh. hahahahaha menyampah tau!
farahfilza: hehehehehehehe ^^ alright thanks!
zavier: hello zavier thank you zavier
Nisa: hahahaha! okay babeh ;D
Fuzz: kau ok tak? hahaha!


okay wow wow i wrote three songs in two days
and i want to thank Ahdila's photography,
plus Zulfikar for the inspiration.
(:

and by the way, hot news.
Zul wants to be a princess. -___-
see? i havent forgotten you!
=D

my brother said he wants to start writing songs the way Hafiz (Jainal) and I write.
my brother uses guitar pro 7 so
hes not exactly figuring out the chords and melody
and okay zany macam faham, idk what im saying.
hahahahaha
he said he wants to write using power chords like Hafiz,
and make own melodies like me!
yay yay yay


and by the way, YKID IS BACK!
WELCOME BAAAAAAACK YYYYYYYY!
his dream came true!
he became a Mat Thailand for more than a week!
happy nampak, happy nampak!
HAHAHAHAHA
and yes you still owe me the Baybeats guitar pick tyvm, sonny.
ps. mom never lepak one okay.


oh my God, i'll be staying overnight in school tomorrow
and then i'll be flying off to Hong Kong at around four in the morning!
looks like there's no turning back.
i'm hoping i might catch a glimpse of Peter Pan in Neverland.
and i'll stalk him and bring home his red-feathered hat
or a strand of his hair or something.

oh my God people,
im seriously going to Disneyland.
for real, for shit.
isnt this what you've always wanted, Zany?!
sigh.

okay today's band practice sucked a little,
and i feel like stabbing tbff to death
because he missed practice again.

so the band has to learn a grade four song
(i said FOUR STARS HAHAHA WTF)
in three practices which is slightly impossible.
hahahaha
but impossible is nothing. -___-

anyway the piece is Fate Of The Gods by whatshisname
and there are three 1st trumpet solos.
they are very fatal.
Jam picked the second solo for herself
leaving me the third one which required flutter tonguing a high F. (or F sharp, idk)
(flutter tonguing = doing the RRRRRR sound with your tongue
and blowing into the trumpet at the same time)

Miss Yip the trumpet tutor eee-ni-mini-my-nee-mo
and picked me to play the first solo.
i swear today's practice is a nightmare
and idk how im going to survive in Hong Kong.

God, please stay by my side.
i dont want to die of embarrassment,
i dont want my valves to get stuck midway,
i dont want my legs to tremble,
i dont want to pee in my pants,
i dont want to laugh halfway,
i dont want to cry halfway,
i dont want to make a complete ass of myself
]=

i am very, very, very, very, very nervous.
and thank you Tiac Woo for your never ending kindness.
hahahaha!

today i ate mom's home-made burger for lunch
and Mrs Jean got mad with Sery and Audrey and me
for eating at the corridors,
she said we're councillors and 'this won't do'
and stuff like that so we went down to the canteen
and i helped Shaffiqa fix her guitar string and tune it
and Sery restringed (?) her guitar
and we talked talked play play sing sing
and Hafiz got excited when i played "My Favourite Jumper."


(old video of Ahdila and me singing and strumming randomly.
read description on youtube page tyvm)

by the way, who cares about Friendster now eh?
i swear i cant be bothered,
so here's my sincerest apologies for not replying most comments.
=/



okay i am lazy to blog.
l-a-z-y.
so goodbye people.
please please please,

pray that i dont get abducted in Disneyland,
pray that i will not die halfway through the performance or solo or workshop,
pray that i get to see Peter Pan,
pray that my two rolls of film is enough for my Holga,
pray that the food there is awesome,
pray that there's enough room in my luggage for never ending shopping,
pray that my bloody time of the month wont come,
pray that my roommate is nice,
pray that the hotel isnt haunted,
pray that i dont fall for a random Hong Kee stranger,
pray that i will miss you.



ps. Si Hao is calling me 'gal HK'.
he really mintak kene tendang, ya.

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