blogger doesn't like me.
i can't seem to get through fifty percent of the time. )=

so it seems, some souls are disagreeing with
certain things i say or publish in my blog.
its fine, really.
but just in case it might've, in one way or another,
slipped your mind,
what i say are my from my perspective
and how i look at and feel about whatever that happens around me.

its fine to disagree, really.
and if you see the need to diss me in my tagboard then go ahead
hahaha im not kidding!
im actually surprised no one has done that.

and anyway, my email's somewhere there on the right,
under the links scroll-scroll thing.
so if tagging my magic tagboard spooks you out
you can always drop me an email instead.

but seriously, what is the purpose of owning a blog
if i dont make use of emotion, expression, and perspective?
its not like i go hating on other people
and saying that theyre ugly and good-for-nothing buggers
and that they are a disgrace to the society.
and its not like im a total sexist or racist
and i condemn people for having been borned the way they are.

and come on, you'd rather i include

my opinions on whatever that happens around me
than i talk about myself ALLLLLLLLL the time right?
the topic of Zany gets stale and you know it.
theres really not much to talk about myself actually. -___-
i dont even know how i manage to do that, really!
hahahaha

tag reply to h.h :
nah it's just really obvious in certain
cases
and im not the one who spot these people,
my readers do.
its
kind of hard to say it here,
because those people are reading my blog -__-
HAHAHAHA!
and im still trying to bear in mind what you said,
but if
they overstep the line, i'll show the full force of my wrath,
which
actually isnt so powerful )=
hahahaha so yeah thanks for tagging!

so anyway stayed behind at FAD til midnight cause the gig got held back
because some selfish and inconsiderate band dragged their slot for an hour.
idiots, really.

was tired and all cause i woke up really early for the MYOB course
and i did my work pretty fast so i just rushed off and met my brother
IN MY SCHOOL UNIFORM
and made our way to FAD to watch Zul & Jacob's band. (seasonscape)
they played alot better than i expected. no joke.
so there was a four-five hours gap

between seasonscape's slot and Freak's of Adroit's.
so i was standing in the studio and stoning
while the one-hour band played for one hour. )=
im pleasantly surprised i still have sense of sound. whoo!

and i saw a bunch of people like Ahmad Izzat and Luthfi
and FeeeeeWIT from friendster hahaha
and Raihan and Fuzz they all. nice. (=

anyway i wanted to get the FOA shirt from Chaoscircus
but WHAAAAAT!!!!!!
we had to pay a deposit of ten bucks
and ive only got two bucks left for the weekend!!!!!!!!!!!
so, crushed, i gave Nuqman back the file
BUT! my brother got me the badge.
see i told you hes very nice!

and Hafiz said it was their best gig ever.
so yeah!
at some parts of the gig the studio was super empty cause it was kinda late
so Hafi and i sat on the floor in the middle of the room
and made dramatic dance moves
and whoaaaaa Jugman was hella fun!

at twelve plusss Hafi and i got captured and stuffed into the back of a lorry.
but we got home safe and sound. =D
i think otherwise we would be like some lost kids at Bugis
trying to find a bus at 1am.

btw, Hafi's got a new crush.
his name is Zul and he is a dramatic-turner
and he works at KFC and he gave us free drinks
while we waited for our shrimps
and all i know is that Hafi CANNOT stop gushing about
how hot he is. i mean, how KIND he is.
HAHAHAHA actually basically Hafi couldnt stop talking about him
its like, every sentence she says has the name Zul in it
and she even said hes so "zullicious"
and HAHAHAHA seriously i couldnt stop laughing!

the story is we had to wait five minutes for our shrimps,
and KFC was closing.
so the counter guy, aka the dramatic turner.
(Hafi called him dramatic-turner cause the way he turns is like,
you know how people turn when they want their hair/fringe to flip?
yeah like that, very dramatic)

anyway the dramatic turner very dramatically poured Pepsi into two small cups
and laid them in front of us and said,
"nah! go and have a seat while waiting",
and he sort of gestured to the drinks.
so Hafi's eyes was glittering and sparking with delight
as she eyed the two cups of Pepsi,
and stammered, "on the house?"

and Zullicious was like, "yes!" and Hafi still couldnt believe it
as she laid her eyes on the most charming and generous man on earth.
lol ok dramatic much but seriously,
i was standing there rather foolishly,
like interrupting two lovebirds like that.
and its okay, HAFI WAS THE ONE WHO TOLD ME TO BLOG ABOUT THIS.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

y'know, i really dont see what the problem is
with wearing my uniform to a gig or you know, anywhere.
its strange that people seem to think
its geeky and dorky and not cool.

so i suppose what you wear fully reflects on how 'cool' you are?
does it even matter whether or not you're cool? -__-
the moment i stepped in the studio someone shouted
"eh zany phantom ah! wear uniform ah!" *laughter*
im not sure where that voice came from.

and there was another girl
called Fiqa/Fiqah/Fika/Fikah i think,
who asked me why i was wearing a uniform.
"Do you like, feel good in it?
You didnt go home to change?
Or you went home, but didnt want to change?"-_____-
and Ahmad and Luthfi laughed at me for wearing my uniform.
EH WTH! i just dont get it!
can someone explain to me whats wronggggggg!!!!


ah anyway, i kind of like this band.
myspace.com/sunnysvioletraysband
dont be fooled by whats on their myspace page.
they were really amazing live, playing all originals,
Christopher Grosse's voice was like, knnccb omgwtf mesmerizing lah!
Ivan's also like wowowowowow like that.
and after the whole thing i was like,
"your voice is mesmerizing."
and he was like HUH?!
and i was like, "your voice is mesmerizing."
still with the same amount of melodrama.

and actually the vocalist of the

one-hour band that played one hour was really hot
but they just HAD to play for an hour

so i got bored by the end of twenty minutes.
and i studied him the whole time and

he actually looks like Paolo from the Lizzie McGuire movie.
yeah, the bastard who couldnt sing but framed Isabella.
JERK!
he DOES look like Paolo!
freakishly so. =O


actually this whole blog entry is full of exaggeration.
im still tired aaaaaaahhhhhh
the trip on the lorry was actually quite pleasant
even though Hafi and i were trapped and couldnt escape! =O

i reached home and didnt even bother to bathe.
i just smeared some Oxy onto my face and washed and rinsed and slept.
and im gonna go meet Audrey in a couple of hours.
ta ta!