Selamat hari merdeka Malaysia, tanah airku yang ku cintai! (Pause for laughs)
Harini aku menaip dalam bahasa Melayu. Kerana apa? Sebab aku terasa sekejap masa aku baca blog Iman. Ni semua hang punya pasal lah Iman sayangku! Tengoklah nanti sayang, aku pergi kelas hang. Sudah. Harini aku tak buat apa-apa yang menakjubkan selain daripada berhijrah ke Subway di One Utama dan berjalan-jalan sambil berbahas dengan adik-beradik ku. Perangai mereka sungguh keanak-anakan. Aku tak suka. Aku tak suka 1% pun. Tetapi, Subway sungguh enak dan mengenyangkan. Selepas itu, balik rumah dan tidur!
Enough trash. Back to old self. Revolve!
Thy heart craves going back to Seksyen 5, hell yes. I trust nobody but me. But I take anybody as un ami, but never un bon ami. I don't fit in the jingsaw puzzle at all. They differ alot. And yes, I know, different places, you meet different people. But heck, all of us have nothing in common. Lable me as a loner. Pathetic much? God-damn it! I'm chuffed with my au courant life. End with these shits. Next on.
Bloc Party dropped a little surprise with their plans for a new album on the 21st August. Three days later, it's out. If "Mercury" didn't quite shock your monkey, don't give up. This is being typed as Intimacy is getting its first spin, and so it is the prematurest of evaluations, but for the most part it's sounding better than the last.
The record's produced by both Paul Epworth (Silent Alarm) and Jacknife Lee (A Weekend In The City), and it plays like a cross fade of both. Opener "Ares" touches it all in 3:30, Kele in glamorous Ludacris cadence over big open-hat Tong drums, Chem Bros guitars, disruptive synths. "Halo"'s back to "Helicopter" mode. "One Month Off" pairs "Banquet" guitars with Okereke in digital cuts and snips. They didn't overdo the shots for the heart this time, and they're stronger for it: there's just one cousin for "Blue Light" ("Biko"), and another for "Little Thoughts"/"This Modern Love" (see: "Ion Square"). And they're snatching subtle tricks from good sources (check the "15 Step" sound and syncopation to the glitchy beat in "Zepherus," the nod to Sigur Rós's "Sæglópur" on the bell-laden intro to chill out cut "Signs"). Still need more listens to know if something glorious is about to happen, but this first one's left me pleasantly surprised. The devil's out searching for downloads.
I'm stuffed with homeworks and folios this holiday. And currently exhausted because of the extra curriculum camp which was held in Ulu Yam from last Friday till yesterday. I'll give it a 5 out of 10. Aint that bad neither good. The ab sailing and river crossing and the let's get wet activities was fun.
Don't you see, just get comfort all will an idea. Get familiar with something. Just get used to it, okay. What makes a thing what it is. Is in inherit? Or is it whatever meaning we assign to it?
I will remain silent as always until you break this silent treatment shits. Please, don't make me lose my temper by doing this to me. Every questions I asked, you said nothing except, "I don't know you." So, how am I suppose to know what happened and what's wrong. Logic baby! Logic! And now, you're ignoring me. Made me look like a pathetic self-talker in class. And to be honest, I am not guilty at all. I don't feel wrong, not at all. But your attitude made my happy mood go down the earth crust. Seriously, it did. I was trying to talk, you ignored. I was talking to somebody else, you interrupt. Haven't got anything better to do, love? Hope you do. Now, a pinch of sugar will help me calm down.
A splendid start of the day with Strawberries dipped in Vochelle sitting at the Basketball court watching people playing and sitting there, life-less. After that, back to 7Eleven for a cup of Maggi. Which I haven't ate for almost 2 months. I miss Maggi! This Friday, there's Parent's Evening and my marks are atrocious. Thank God I won't be there due to the camp that the school's having. Atlast! A camping trip!
My fats are growing fatter each day, for goodness sake. 45kg worth of body and fats. And I'm not tall, at all. Just average. A bottle of coke and a bar of chocolate did not do the trick. Neither is a J Co Donut and a touch of icing plus Soy drink to top it all up. Even though my eyes are working on The Clique Series, there was no alchemy that could kiss my fats goodbye. If only I could fit into a size 1, that would be le rêve! I was going to bake brownies for tomorrow. But my nerves won't let me do it. Maybe just strawberries with a touch of Cadbury's? Will that do? Oh yeah, the AB Crew (Anti-Bitch Crew, sounds pretty typical? But heck, it's true) is having a netball match very soon. Wish us luck. I'm wrapped around a purple death dress nowadays at school which makes me into a Barney which equals to a clown which makes me look like a goof. I love you Kerajaan for choosing such a striking colour for the PRS! When sarcasm strikes!
By mixing all the alchemy I've learn about it. Nothing seems in place. A mix of friend's torture and humour that is not humorous at all equals to embarrassment while fronting the it, running away is the best solution that my brain will put up with. So, running it is. Starting a whole new page, fresh start. Holding The Clique : The Pretty Committee Strike Back while walking is the daily routine. A book is a must in thy hand. A so-called accessory to the whole Purple goof outfit which is normally called Barney or even the clown. Disturbing sounds from the whole class wouldn't calm this brain down nor the mind. Peace and quiet would be the key. But, you will crave for noise one day. A drop of Appletiser on the tongue would relax everything. Too bad I was fasting. Daily routine in class: a) books opened. b) silent from me till book's finished. c) don't want any disturbance. d) will be sitting there till I'm happy with whatever I read. Geeky, much? Thank you. I know.
& my Sony camera is shitzing problematic!
I'm being emo-ish. Bad luck.
I can't trust anybody here, right now. No more trust. I shall keep my lips sealed. Cos all they do is spill. So now, I will keep quiet till school finishes. I thought trusting is the Number 1 rule that friends should have. But, thy broke it. No more gossiping and talkative Aisyah, just the sad ass for now.
I've been staring at shoes for over an hour now. I want gladiators! But too bad I'm always busy over the weekends until I don't have any spare time to go out and enjoy myself. God-damn it. I need to go to Borders badly to continue my collecting The Cliques session.
"Squad, akan berjalan berempat-empat, dari kiri cepat jalan."
What the hell. Where did the commander learn that shit from?
Oh well, 4th place came to us. Wait, was it 4th or last. Either one it doesn't matter. Because we have extra food. I'm killing myself. We were like, scattered. Totally scattered and all of us were pretty blurred. It ends here!