seeker

do your best, & the best will do you.
(LOL, if you understand my meaning, great. if not, go ask someone who does! HAHA!)


taken by Brenna the Stalker

should i do my number 8, or finish my chalet post first?
*flips a coin-


back from the chalet at last! very taxing, but also very fun.
first night, all stay awake & chat about death, ghosts and other stuff.
in the end all very scared lol.

went to macdonalds to slack.
some retards come kajiao us cause we 'diao their lanjiao'.
or as they put it, 'diao simi lanjiao?'
lame shit.

second day, had to go back to school for maths.
woke up at 8am and rushed over without bathing. reached school on time, but was very smelly & sticky.
slept upon reaching chalet, then bbq and everything.
some of us got high watching the america's next top model lol
though to me, all of them suck ballz.



i'll let the pictures do the talking from here on
top three pics were taken by axel~


lol noobz! shaky hands!

check out xiaopang's expression!

me all the way!>

made mini- fortresses out of domino blocks.

axel

xiaopang


yu ting, zhenghou

junjie, xiaopang

curry chicken!

this cat is damn cute lol. for the face pic check out axel's blog.

that little shawty fire burnin' on the tamal. (sp?)

LOL. JJ'S UNGLAM PIC

yuting

NOW, FOR THE NUMBER 8th SONG...




8. Broken Strings - James Morrison



Let me hold you for the last time
It's the last chance to feel again
But you broke me, now I can't feel anything
When I love you and so untrue
I can't even convince myself
When I'm speaking it's the voice of someone else

*Oh, it tears me up
I tried to hold on but it hurts too much
I tried to forgive but it's not enough
To make it all okay
You can't play our broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that ain't real
Oh, the truth hurts and lies worse
How can I give anymore
When I love you a little less than before?*

Oh, what are we doing?
We are turning into dust
Playing house in the ruins of us
Running back through the fire
When there's nothing left to say
It's like chasing the very last train
When it's too late, too late

**

But we're running through the fire
When there's nothing left to say
It's like chasing the very last train
When we both know it's too late, too late
You can't play our broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that ain't real
Oh, the truth hurts and lies worse
So how can I give anymore
When I love you a little less than before?
Oh, you know that I love you a little less than before
Let me hold you for the last time
It's the last chance to feel again



great song! can't honestly say the same for the MV though.
& like my new blogsong?
it's seeker from DJ max.
i love the dark, haunting, mysterious tune! completely alluring and totally.. seductive, for want of a better word.

school's opening in a few more days, shiok.
i hate rotting at home.
this year i swear swear SWEAR i will work harder.
i refuse to be looked down upon.

boss of me

you can find hundreds of reasons and thousands of excuses, but the fool will never find his fault.
& i had been such a fool..

chalet later. can't say i'm very excited, but..
it's a bit odd having an all guys chalet lol.

thursday's gonna be sick.
9-5 at school
tuition (THANK GOD!) rescheduled to some other date, else my whole chalet will be spent nerding.
super tired today, cause i was chionging revision at night.
can't believe i actually fell asleep on my table.
when i woke up there was eraser dust all over my face.
FML.

physics just now, very boring. spent my last 1/2 hour listening to my handphone.
got irritated on the bus.
first, driver don't know what problem, keep on sudden break. my knee almost dislocated twice.
then, got one girl just walk up and freaking sat beside me when there was so obviously an empty seat in front.
third, aft she left another old man sit beside me. i want get down the bus, THAT ASSHOLE NEVER MOVE. make me squeeze my way through, then keep on 'tch tch tch', AS THOUGH IS MY FAULT.
end up make whole bus wait.
_l_


z, nevermind. i'll continue with my top 10,

& up at number 9 comes..




9. Beat again - JLs

Damn,
The Doctor’s just finished telling me there’s no time
Losing you could be the end of me and that I
Should do the things that I wanna do how could I
Without you, without you, ooh, ooh
Cos you’re the only I let in
Tell me how to stop this feeling spreading
I’m hoping somehow that you know, ooh, ooh

*Let’s just get back together
We should’ve never broke up
They’re telling me
That my heart won’t beat again
We should have stayed together
Cos when you left me it stopped
They’re telling me
That my heart won’t beat again
Won’t beat again
It’s killing me

*

If I died,
Yeah would you come to my funeral would you cry
Would you feel some regret that we didn’t try
Or would you fall apart the same as I, I, I, I
And would it always haunt you baby
That you missed your chance to save me
Cos you know it’s not too late

**

I need you back in my arms
I need love CPR
Cos it’s getting so cold, ooh
I need you back again
Or else I’ll never mend
And girl if I go, I go, I go, I go
**

I’m beggin’ please don’t let me go X 4

over to xiaopang's house now.
see ya!

10

THIS IS A LIZARD. AND YES, IT'S SHEDDING IT'S SKIN.
first time i'd ever seen this phenomenom.



we can whine, we can cry
we can sit back and watch people die
we can beg, we can weep
we can take what's ours to keep
we can lie, we can hurt
we can leave people down in the dirt
while there's all these things that we can do
one question keeps us humane: will you?


late for chemistry by one whole hour. cool eh?
still so happy, thought i could be early for the first time in my life by waking up at 7.30am.
sigh.

very very tired, couldn't sleep last night.
even though i went to bed at 12, the omgwtf amount of coffee intake kept me awake for about, oh, 3 hours. TORTURE YOU KNOW. SLEEPY YET CANNOT SLEEP.

for fun, i will make a playlist composed of my own personal top 10.
ALL LANGUAGES. not just english & chinese.
&please keep any negative comments to yourself. you won't want me getting angry.


& COMING IN AT NUMBER TEN IS:

10. Fire Burning - Sean Kingston




Kingston
Let’s Go
Hey, hey, hey
Red One
Hey Hey Shawty got that super thing
Hotter than the sun of south in spain
Got me soon as I walked through the door
My pocket started tickle-ing
The way she dropped it low that thang
Got me wanna spend my money on her, her

*
She get it pop it lock it drop it,
That birthday cake,
Got a candle, need to blow that crazy flame away
Now take my red, black card and my jewellery
Shawty is cool like the fire,
Cool like fire

Somebody call 911
Shawty fire burning on the dance floor
Whoa
I gotta cool her down
She won't bring the roof to the ground on the dance floor
Whoa
She’s fire burning, fire burning on the dance floor
That little shawty’s fire burning on the dance floor
Shes fire burning fire burning on the dance floor
That little shawty’s fire burning on the dance floor
*

Fire burning fire burning

That body is a masterpiece
The order is one in every hundred years
But ain’t no doubt i’m taking it home
i'm afraid we'll blow them legs
Little mama game is about to change
She’ll be on covers over the world

**

She got that fire in her dance that’ll make them fella’s run around
Hey
No exit from the dance floor so them boys want more
Hey
She got that fire in her dance that’ll make them fella’s run around
Mandem get outta my way , everybody, sing it now
No exit from the dance floor so them boys want more

**
Somebody call 911



number 9 will be tomorrow!
&have the best day ever~

7th september 2009

if only fate could rewind me to that once upon a time

LOL. explosm pwn0rzx


my results slip!
ENGLISH - 67 B3 -.-
CHINESE - 36 F9 -.-
A MATHS - 45 D7 -.-
MATHS - 65 B4 -.-
CHEMISTRY - VR
PHYSICS - VR
COMBINED HUMANITIES - 64 C5 -.-

as you can see i'm not in the least bit impressed with my results. however, the teacher's comments..

Nicholas has shown some leadership qualities as he often takes the initiative to lead.

woolala.
attendance 40/47 only. missed one whole week of school 'cause of the recent turn of events.
mustmustMUST buck up during holidays.

chemistry early in the morning, nearly made it on time.
chemistry again tmr. then physics, then 8 HOURS OF FREAKING MATHS (and the chalet).