You're So Hypnotizing, You Got Me Laughing While I Sing, You got Me Smiling In My Sleep.; To A Wonderful Year, Past and Future.

Okay lovely people all around, as you can see, there's a teeny bit of facelift here. Ladies and gentlemen, this, is the new face of 2012. A new year, a new start, and a determination to forget that 2011 actually existed. Not that it was an entirely bad year, it's just.. the worst I've felt. But I have this big bubble of optimism in me, that 2012 is GONNA ROCK! I hope. I mean, why not. So, here's a post rambling about everything else that's been going on in my head while I've been lazy to come online.
First, as to explain the facelift. The change happened because.. for 2012 I've decided to go original. No black pepper or BBQ sauce. Okay that doesn't make sense. Too much of Kenny Rogers-ing. Anyway, the title, 'Keep Walking', that's my whatyouwouldcall a motto? My life quote. The words on the walls of my room. Yeah, it's that simple, just keep walking, love.
The picture and description, speaks for itself. So to speak, I'm keeping it simple, but optimistic. Keeping the hope alive. Open up and put ourselves in the world out there. This holidays, Harry Potter has been the motivational camp at Hogwarts. Hello, there's more to life than having boyfriends, you know! Sighs. Just.. keep walking.
So, some summary on how the great 2011 went so far, I mean at least I'm still alive today, so that's memorable enough. So here's to 2011:
- I started college in January, in Taylors. (BIG mistake, I tell you. Oh well, regrets and mistakes there were memories made..)
- I met some crazy classmates from all over Malaysia. Jason Low Wai Kit, NG WENG MING!, Shaun Wee, James Ng, Jessie Lim, Ker Shiong, Brandon Loo, Ashwin, Sakinah, Rishebashni and the rest of the clan. Awesome people. Oh yeah and somehow I got stuck in the same class as two psychopaths with whom I've been in the same school for FIVE years, Rachel Saw Yi Jian and Chiew Wei Wei. Yes, I'm complaining. And no, I'm just kidding.:)
-I found a family within my friends. The Super Six. Christina Gan, Vincent Loo, Bryan Ong, Chia Eujian, Brian Teoh, and me, of course. It has been a tremendous journey together, we laughed, and celebrated, everything was so AMAZING. Each person, was unique in their own way. CRAZY, like the most craziest, yes, but unique. Thank you guys for every moment we shared. Feels magical, and this post, feels tacky. Moving on.
-SPM results came out When I thought my life was bad, apparently Lewis Hamilton, Rafael Nadal, Fernando Torres and Fernando Verdasco lives in a parallel world to mine, but moving in the same direction. Lewis's season was a COMPLETE disaster, despite two out of three FANTASTIC victories. Best of the year.Rafael, did better than the rest, French Open title went to him and so did the Davis Cup, proving his status as the King of Clay Court. Fernando Torres. The world knows his story so I'm not bothered breaking into details. But mind you, I still have faith. FAITH. Fernando Verdasco has not won a single title this year, except for Davis Cup. But their are gonna rock 2012, especially Lewis and Fernando Torres. You argument, is invalid.
-I got a DSLR! That is major news. Oh, you can throw in the iPad too. It's finally mine.:)
-I had the BEST BIRTHDAY I've had in years, thanks to some crazy idiots of friends I have. Thank you Chris, Bryan, Vince, Chia, Bev and Hui Yen. You people are beautiful.
-My A-Levels results SUCK, big time.
-Spain won the Davis Cup and I watched those games with PRIDE till the dawn of the morning. Yeah, hardcore. That was only cause we were vacationing in India, thus I was allowed. Back in Malaysia, I would have been slayed. Thank you, lady luck.
-Harry Potter movie series ended this year. And in the many many polls and film critic lists that goes on in the Net, it has topped as the best film of the year. I am not arguing. The movie was a masterpiece. Just as the entire series was. I am proud to be part of the Harry Potter generation, like for real. In fact, I am still reading the books. Like this holidays. I did. And it's hands down the BEST BOOK IN HISTORY.
-Superhero frenzy. Captain America. Thor. But the best has always and will always be the one and only Christian Bale's Batman. Class, swag, brilliance. But 2012, I believe the frenzy will just intensify a tenfold. Avengers, THE DARK KNIGHT RISES, and Spiderman.
-Demi Lovato made a comeback after struggling in life, and she rose like a skyscraper. Thanks, inspiration. :) This is one woman who can sing. That voice.
-Richard Herrera tweeted me, Richard Herrera tweeted me, RICHARD HERRERA TWEETED ME!
-I am hopelessly, completely, totally, hoooked to these jokers in Youtube called Ryan Higa, Kevjumba, Chester See, Victor Kim, WONGFUPRODUCTION! And I looooove Kina Grannis, Boyce Avenue, Sam Tsui. Well no big, thanks to them I've been spending way too much time on Youtube this entire year. Gosh.
-I got my guitar, and I'm a guitarist now. #swag :D
-I realise people, the same age as moi, who drinks irresponsibly, and spend their time clubbing the hell out of themselves, are lunatics.
-I see that Fernando Torres needs to come back to Liverpool.
-I spent so much of time staying up late night, to watch Liverpool's matches. Like a madman. But I'm a bona fide Reds' fan, that's what we do.
That's it guys, I can't think of anything else that is memorable.Even there is more, it's not like I want to tell. Hahah. So there. A bittersweet year, which I am hoping will NEVER repeat in the same way in 2012. In any way. I'm losing it, I need sleeeeeep. Badminton game with the "Super Six minus two" left my left foot swollen. Ah hell.

Still I must say 2011 was one hell of a year. It was a roller-coaster ride, but I admit I learnt alot. So much of experiences. Being pushed into things you find your heart is reluctant to do, you suffered, but at the end of the day, that's what makes you, you, right? A strong figure underneath the storm. I found a family who's very dear to my heart, I've met incredible people, I've learnt astounding yet amazing stories. I've observed the reality much more carefully than I have ever done, and found myself seeing certain things in a different light. As much as I wish 2011 to be over as fast as possible, it wasn't a year in vain, to tell you the truth. It was a year I really  learn to become stronger.
A year I learnt to keep walking. So yeah, thank you 2011. Memorable, you were.
And now, here's a toast, to 2012. To a better year. A better journey. Next year, is one step closer to my future. I've got to make a decision. I've got to keep walking.:)
Cheers, with love!

Peace out!

See This Heart, Won't Settle Down, Like A Child Running Scared From A Clown

There's just this steadily increasing bout of excitement in me. Christmas, and a week later, New Year. I have been waiting for the New Year to begin like for ages, I must say. At some point this year, I gave up on waiting for better things to happen. Because I know it's not going to. Maybe my luck was just plain bad this year, what with the series of unfortunate events and everything, but I believe next year is going to be a GREAT one. I don't know. I just have that feeling. I was very pessimistic towards 2011. I thought it could be a year I could just take my foot of the pedal, you know? The biggest mistake I have done this year, and I don't know what I can do to erase them.
Nevertheless, I'm looking forward to a very exciting new year. I know it's gonna be fantastic. And I'm planning to live every single moment of this last week of 2011. Time. It just flies past. It's practically the cause of every mistake we do, only because we don't have enough time. And it's also the giver of opportunity.
2012, it's just.. it makes me feel like I'm gonna start all over again. It's what I want. So dear Fate, don't ruin this for me, okay? :)

I don't understand my own babblings, really. There's just a sense of excitement in me that I can't explain myself. I want everything to be perfect. To think about it, college ends next year June, and then the prospect of what's waiting for me and my dearest friends in our future is wide open. Hahah. But seriously.

It's always because we don't have enough time, isn't it? I can't believe at some point I'm gonna leave everything behind.. My brothers were discussing on how my dad should consider getting a bigger car since all of us have grown up quite a deal, next year my youngest bro will turn thirteen! And my mom casually put in that I won't be here much longer. To think I'll be leaving my old life behind in pursuit of something new.. Scary. And leaving my friends and family. That will be unbearable. While leaving my family while I study won't change a thing because I know I will always come back to their warmth and my home, but I don't think it will be the same with friends, will it? That will be painful, that will. All those memories.

I'm just pondering about the future, and wishing it would go my way. We all fear things we don't know.
And I'm scared. Already am.

Merry Christmas, everyone. Spend that last one week like there's no next year. I mean, it's gonna be a whole new ball game, isn't it? At least now we are feeling secured. I am. Next year's just a big question mark.
World, I'm waiting for what you have yet to offer me. That's for all the excitement pent up in me.:)

I See The Light

Before I continue, here's a shoutout to the beautiful but old Canny Lee Kern Yeung! Hahaha. Dearest nenek moyang, HAPPY BIRTHDAY! Stay awesome like that always.

Okay, done.


Hello world and I realise there's isn't any point of mopping around in that emo facade. It's Christmas, and New Year comes after that and 2011 is ENDING! That is a joy.
Today is Christmas Eve. I didn't have to say that, but I don't know what else there is to say. The last week has been a complete bore, unless you find the part I almost got torn into pieces by a bloody Pitbull is in anyway interesting. Near death experience. And this holidays I got hooked on two new television shows, Cash Cab Asia AND Football Overload. :D
Just stay home and read Harry Potter. Stay home and watch Youtube videos. Stay home and get going with my piano and guitar.
Today I wanna do some art. Drawings and craft. And stick it all over my room. That will be fun. Hmph.

Anyway, let's talk about Christmas. Christmas, is a global thing. So when the week draws near, you can feel the spirit brimming in every corner. Like, literally. And I have family members celebrating Christmas, so it isn't really that insignificant to me, isn't it? It's just is so incredible, with everything around you screaming Christmas time! Christmas trees, baubles, all those songs in the radio, Santa Claus!, Christmas movies and everything else. Oh right, the food. Pastries, cookies. Turkey. So yeah. And I must say, Michael Buble's All I Want For Christmas is so goooood. Prefer his over Mariah Carey any day now. Justin Bieber's Mistletoe album's alright actually. I mean it's not mind-blowingly fantastic, but it's alright. You want an album, you get Michael Buble's. FANTASTIC. You want some laughs, you get the YTF Christmas Album. (The YTF gang comprises of Ryan Higa, Kevjumba, Chester See, JR Aquino, Victor Kim, Andrew Garcia and Dominic Sandoval.) They are just as good. Hey, you want more laughs during this period, they will give you lots!
I almost got to experience the magical White Christmas in Europe. But no. It got postponed, for the summer holidays NEXT YEAR. And that, get's me MAD. Dear Bryan is having the time of his life in Italy, and I'm stuck here. It's insanity, I tell you. INSANE. INJUSTICE!

So, here, I posting some videos I've been enjoying these past few days, watch them if you want, or if you have better work to do, then don't bother.
Wait, watch the first video before you go. LIKE SERIOUSLY. It's FANTASTIC!

This one is cute, like really adorable. :)

And to top it off..

Blessed Christmas, everybody. Peace out!

It's Always Darkest Before The Dawn

The year's coming to an end, and there's a strain in me. Somehow I'm pushing people away, and I am feeling resentful all the time. Just these few days. I don't know why, but it's not healthy, I know. And it's that bad that I'm finding solace in reading Harry Potter. Go ahead, laugh. When I was still in school, Harry Potter has always been my source of comfort. Immature, or whatever. But it was the perfect escapade for me, mind you. No book has come this close. It's like Wendy escaping to Neverland? Something like that. So different and yet, so peaceful. You escape reality. With just those turning pages. And then you stop, you are back. Harry Potter is brilliant, I'm just proud to be part of the generation who lived within the pages of the seven book series. So back. I feel like, a storm is coming. Frustration builds up. And then, there's the unspoken guilt and regret. Almost like I'm dying to change everything I have gone through so far. Start over. Go back to the years where I felt carefree, the years which only now I appreciate more than ever. So there's the urge to tear everything within my sight. I talk to no one but my brothers. And sometimes, I just don't understand myself. You know, I think I could do without every material being offered to me and nudging me in the face screaming you are so lucky to get all these stuffs, when all I want is renewed hope. Someone to look at me and say, "I believe in you, because you are amazing, and I'll always have your back." Ironically, I give these support to others, I give these advices to those I care, I have the backs of those whom I really love. It pains me to see anyone not being able to defend themselves in the face of adversity. And adversity being not just in the form of human, but also those demons attacking the settings of the mind. The demons working hard to tear the fuel of hope within you. It's just is not fair. When people condemn you repeatedly to your face and you just stand there looking hopeless. It kills me for them. They deserve to have their voice heard. Sometimes I become their voice. And for voicing it, I have been branded arrogant. Just because I'm a girl? Such injustice. And when these things happen to me, I find myself standing alone, not flanked. Part of me, the big one, believes at all time that I am strong. Judgement after judgement, and hearing those things which, I myself didn't know, the false critics, obviously, makes me laugh. And the makes me cry at the same time. All this while I have been nothing but real. The real me. I don't put up a fake facade, I don't two-time. I can assure you I have been the most honest me I can be at all times. Even with strangers. And perhaps that, is a weakness. Because I had been myself to a stranger, and that did not end well. But I realise, it wasn't my fault to begin with. The fault I should be held for is for not seeing through the mask presented by the stranger. I saw it, but I ignored it. I thought things can change. But I was just being stupid. So, all the while, I was me. And somehow people come with alternatives pointing me not being me. I'm not who I appeared to be. Seriously? And I have no choice to voice that out. I'm nothing but a stupid girl who doesn't know who she is. Apparently they know more than me. That breaks me. That lyric, 'If you could read my mind, you'd be in tears.' Why the tears? My story isn't as tragic as those kids who are robbed of the basic needs in the world. But you'd be tears for all the wrong ideas you had about me. You see me, so real in many ways, and yet you choose to ignore what you see, and do assumptions that would make you see me in a different light. Apparently assumptions are making an ass out of you and me. I'm out of that one. Seriously, is it that hard to fuel hope to another? You chose to bring her down. She's stupid. She's ridiculous. It's the she who has to carry that lump in her throat all the time, believing life would get better. She's wondering, why can't you see.
Just because I speak of that one topic to you only because you are too dense to talk about anything else to me, doesn't mean I worthless. If you really care to find out who I really am, you'd be surprised, but I assure you it isn't anything bad. I know myself, but with all those judgement and critics.. Sometimes I wonder if I should just play along and be who they want me to be. If they are bringing out those non-existent judgement about me, does that means it's exactly how they want me to be?
This year was bad enough for me. Sure, I had learnt so much, much more than I have all those years in school, but I'm just lost right now. If only things were a little different. But I believe that next year would be the best I have ever had. It has to. Or life would be so unfair.
#ForOnceInMyLife I just one someone to look at me and tell my from their heart, that they believe in me and will always have my back. But then again, that's a little too much to ask, isn't it?

And every demon wants his pound of flesh, but I like to keep some things to myself, I like to keep my issues strong..

Eyes On That Red Bugatti Veyron

 

So, I was trying to convince myself they aren't the same person. But of course there's the one that is taller, and younger..

I watched Mission Impossible:Ghost Protocol yesterday, and really, we could do more with these kind of movies. I LOVED it. Brilliant seriously. And Christian Ba Tom Cruise was magnifique! Okay, done.

P.S-The BMW i8 looks sweeeet. And that Bugatti Veyron. That's more like it.

Oh You Gotta Fire And It's Burnin' In The Rain

Today I watched Thor, AGAIN. We bought both Thor and Captain America DVDs, and my cousins came over, so they wanted to watch a movie and we decided on Thor. I, decided on Thor. Because I love Captain America more. What does it have to do with that? When there's the one movie I love alot, I prefer to watch it in complete silence because concentration is essential. And watching Thor made me doubt as to which Marvel character I really like. And then.. no, I still love Captain America. That movie has class. And so does Chris Evans. But Chris Hemsworth is amaaaazing. So. Freakin'. Gorgeous. And seriously, this is some pointless musings, I'm going about. But I love Captain America more than Thor. But I love Chris Hemsworth and Chris Evans just the same.

What is it not to like? But before all these aawesome Marvel superheroes, there's only one for me. The great Batman. The amazing Bruce Wayne. The fantastic Christian Bale. And I so cannot wait for the movie next year, The Dark Knight Rises. It's just so sad that Christopher Nolan's and Christian Bale's take on this comic legend is going to end, because this is definitely the best ever. I LOVE THE DARK KNIGHT. Oh, Christian Bale.

P.S- Oh, Neymar. Neymar Jr. reminds me strikingly of Keisuke Honda. But Keisuke Honda is so tragically underrated. Because he's Asian?

P.P.S- Viva, Barcelonaaaa! 4-0 against Santos is Club World Club Final. So pro.:)

Santa Claus Is Coming To Town

So, today I watched Arthur Christmas.

And that, was one of the best Christmas movies I have ever watched. Christmas ANIMATED movies, that is. 

Rather than wasting precious bucks on Puss in Boots, this is one money that is worth your bucks. It's amazing!

The directors did wonderfully in bringing that magical Christmas feel to the money, it really touches whoever who watches it. Unless you're the guy with the heart carved of stone.

It's about a story of what Christmas really means, the love and the fact of making another smile. So what if you have delivered 2 billion gifts all around the world, but missed out one, just one. And that being the girl who really believes in Santa. While Santa and his first assistant decided to ignore her, his mail agent, his underestimated son decided to be the hero of the night. To save a girl's believe and faith. And should I say James McAvoy was the bomb? If you don't know who is he, he was Professor X in X-Men First Class. Don't know who he is? God bless your sorry soul. And my crush on him just intensified. TO be honest, however amazingly dashing Michael Fassbender was in X-Men, I loved Professor X more. But it was Havok who really caught my eye.:D The charming blonde. 

Anyway, back to the topic, Arthur Christmas was beautiful. It's just a story of what Christmas really means, but creativity must be applauded when Santa took it a level higher and did not send presents with his normal reindeers, instead it was a space ship. So. Freaking. Cool. But the magic, is there. So magical, that I resent my family decision in cancelling the European trip we were supposed to be on. It was postponed to next year, summer. Because it won't be that cold. Oh, whattheheck. It's a dream to be able to experience the magic of White Christmas, I tell you. 

When the movie started, the first thing I saw was a boy. I was like, wait a minute, this is like... REAL. I thought it was animated! Don't tell me it's one of those movies they tried making it too real, till it flop. And suddenly the boy broke into a song, and I remembered saying out loud (if not too loud), "WHAT THE HELL IS JUSTIN BIEBER DOING IN THIS MOVIE?" No, seriously. Justin Drew Bieber. Singing Santa Claus Is Coming To Town. But but but I totally adore the dance moves for the song, so freakin' cool! 

Arthur Christmas was fantastic, fantastic! Go watch it, if you have not! And don't give me all the nonsense I'mtoooldforkid'smovies stuffs. Get a life, and watch the movie, you might survive in life.

Okay I did mention James McAvoy was Arthur Christmas himself, but did I mention Hugh Laurie (yeah, House), Bill Nighy, Jim Broadbent and Eva Longoria was in it too? So cool, really. It's just fantastic!

Next movie: Alvin and the Chipmunks: Chipwrecked. :)

The delight of giving, always surpasses the excitement of getting a present. Hasn't it, always?

When People Run In Circles.

2011 is nearing to an end and... I don't know if I'm sorry to see the last of it. But, I really do want to make the most of it. We'll see how it goes.
Well, it is all we want to do, every single year when December approaches, no? Make the most of the remaining time, thanking family and friends for the time well spent, and wishing next year would be a better year and all those craps things we do, trying to sound emotional and sentimental and whatever else.
Yet still, at least some of us actually notices that the year is about to end. To many others, the end of 2011 means nothing. It's understandable, how even when the years flew by, everyday they do the same things, the same routines, like a rut.
And sometimes, actually this year, THAT got me frustrated. If there's one thing I regret, is that taking A-Levels in the month of January itself, because right now, after 11 months of it, I'm a lost cause. All the time I go, what has happened to me? Okay let's not go to the part of how the mighty has fallen.

Now, like I said, it's the same thing every day. I envy them who gets to live their life differently. Those jobs you get to travel. To try so many new things. But I join the general way of living life, "When people run in circles.." That line was from the song Mad World. And every single line in that particular song is so very true.
Here, let's interpret and think about each line. I may not define each of it according to the artist's definition, but this is my interpretation of what it's like today.
"All around me are familiar faces, worn out places, worn out faces."
We meet the same people, from day to day. We go to the same places, offices or colleges or school.. it doesn't matter, does it? We have commitment. To study. Or to work. No education, we die. No career, we die too. Commitments need responsibilities, which we tire easily of. But that's just how today's world is. If you're a student, you must die studying. If you're an adult, you must die working your butt off.
"Bright and early for their daily races, going nowhere, going nowhere."
Ahh, this. It's something I would associate with some grown-ups I know. Some relatives and family friends. They work their butt off to get those money we can't live without, and then there comes the hesitancy. Their reluctancy or refusal to spend. I honestly don't know why are they so afraid. They live so contained, so.. in the box. They refuse to spend on new things, when you know they can afford it. They refuse to spend to see a little more of the world. Or even to save a dying relationship. Is there such thing as too expensive? Attitude like that, no one's ever going anywhere.
"Children waiting for the day they feel good, happy birthday, happy birthday. Made to feel the way that every child should, sit and listen, sit and listen."
While some parents are willing to allow their children to have their own say in their lives, many others treat them 'like every child should'. Listen to us, we are older than you. Listen to us, we are right, you are wrong. When will the time come when parents admit that they too, can learn something from their children. From everything I've observed, the kids make the parents wiser than who they really are. Even I learn from them too, and that is not self-deprecating in any way. There's so much truth to the innocence. Nothing's fake, nothing's pretentious. A child's lost childhood, is something a parent can never be forgiven for. You robbed your kid of his or her freedom, his or her time. And we know time is something we can't get back.
"When to school and I was very nervous, no one knew me, no one knew me. Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson, look right through me, look right through me."
The same thing, no? What exactly do we learn in school these days? Gone were the days teachers gave commitment to raise a society the right way. Instead, it's, "I'm a teacher, and my job is to read out the syllabus content so you can pass your examinations." Gone were the days when you actually believed the teachers were actually smarter than you. Gone were the days when you respected your teacher. I mean, all that died down when we moved on from lower PRIMARY school, didn't it?
"And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad. The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had. I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take, when people run in circles it's a very very.. mad world."
There, we are back at the beginning. When people run in circles. That's the life many chose to live in. And it frustrates me, very deeply. We live only once, only once. Why can't you celebrate life differently? I know, their life, why do I bother. Because it happens that because of some of them who live that way, my life is affected too. I'm sorry, but I am not gonna be like them, however you wish me too.
Because I've so often been questioned at things I do.

For instance, "why do you choose to learn another musical instrument (aka the guitar) when you have not finished your piano courses." Oh dear people, at Grade seven piano right now, I can play whatever song I like, provided I practise them diligently. And that's what I'm doing every single day. Continue to learn piano spells suicide because I would then be forced to take exams which I don't see the point of it, as it takes up a time of 6 months or more, playing the same songs, when I can be learning many new ones on my own. Learning more than one instrument? I'm making the best of the life I have.
Or, "why do you sit down here, like a mad person, staring at the clouds or the sky?"
Excuse me? I acknowledge the existence of the clouds. Have you ever sat down and watch the beautiful skies during sunsets? Each day, will never be the same. They are flushed with colours so beautiful, it tears me up. And there comes the inner peace. The stars? They give me hope, and believe. I always wonder if anyone else have noticed how beautiful our surrounding is. The world is.
It's just, things like this. YOU run in circles, I don't intend to do the same. If success is judged by how many As' you have in your exam result slip, go ahead. I can get those too, AND make the best of my life. At least I know how to laugh?
Laughter. Yeah, that is one thing, not every one of us knows how to do. Too many times, they are fake. Laughter with knowledge and love, is the real one. Laughter holding a glass of alcohol in one hand and a cigarette in another? Definitely, fake. Because you destroy, not built.
Just saying.

It's just that people really need to stop running in circles.
Clubbing, alcohol, smoking. Those are not helping you to live life for real. Those things, are to be tried out in the most minimum of quantities.
What's the use of being a straight-A student when all your life, you lived inside the box, and not out, not noticing the beautiful world.
Live. Travel. Notice those things we have. Go to different countries, leave the hole you're rooted to. Observe and learn, while it's still there. Have never been on a roller-coaster ride? Go and try it. Have never cooked Italian dishes? Go ahead, there's always time for first. ( Even if it burns down the kitchen. At least you've tried. But wait, get the kitchen insured first.)
Love. Fall in love with all the good things around you. Don't fall in love with your 'soulmate' and push away your friends. You'll regret the good things you've lost one day. Make another happy, each day. Their smile is worth millions.
Laugh. Laugh as much as you can. With friends. With family. Those kind of laughters can move mountains, seriously.
Stop running in circles. You will go nowhere.

Goddess Of Troy

Okay, Richard Herrera tweeted me, now it's Richard Hardin's turn. I am completely speechless. Sorry lah, fangirling moments can get pretty intense. Hahah.

The Goddess of Troy is not bad, if you enjoy the Greek mythology and even the Roman ones. I love them! That's why I actually love PC Cast's Goddess series. But she really could do away with all those expletives and steamy moments, it's ruining the effect of 'godlike.' She is seriously one tempted woman.

'If I want women, I fight for her. If I want riches, I fight for them. If I want glory, I fight for it. I have never taken something for which others have fought and died."

Starstruck

I said there's gonna be a major post and here it is.
If you go back to my posts exactly a year ago, when I started this blog, (this is my second blog to date, the first one just died out.) you would see my crazy obsession to this dude name Richard Herrera. Some may not know who is he, just yet, but soon everyone would. Richard Herrera was one half of the duo that won The Amazing Race Asia 4. In fact, I still am crazy of him. I think no one I've heard of has ever came close to Richard's margin of perfection. He is just AMAZING in everything! I mean, he's an athlete who does modelling, tv hosting, acting, plus if you watch The Amazing Race Asia 4 last year, the things he does, (aaaah!) and now he is..

 MTV Asia's newest VJ!
Hearing this news, I completely flipped! Richard Rampage Herrera, now I get to hear more from him. And now that he's got a new Twitter account, so I'll be more posted about him. Incredible, right? I heard this news at 3 yesterday, and immediately followed him on Twitter. And guess what?
Today he followed back the first people to follow him. I was ASTOUNDED. Richard Herrera, the man I am crazy about for a year now, FOLLOWED ME ON TWITTER. Richard Herrera FOLLOWED ME ON TWITTER. Can you believe that? I still can't!
Anyway, him being made a VJ came EXACTLY a year after The Riches won The Amazing Race Asia. Incredible, no? Just brilliant. I get to see MORE of him! This is big news for me, trust me.
You know, despite having this obsession to certain artists and sportsmen, I never really go on Twitter spree trying to get this celebrities to follow me or reply me. That's what most Justin Bieber fans do. Sighs.(I am growing incredibly weary of JB. It's either he's not making good impressions these days, or I'm maturing. Must be the former.:D) I love Lewis Hamilton, Rafael Nadal, Demi Lovato, Jorge Lorenzo, Ryan Higa, Chester See and they all have twitter. But I do not pester them to follow me. Cause I'm cool like that? Hahaha. But getting FOLLOWED by Richard Herrera at his own accord... is UNBELIEVABLE.
That's one thing.
And then (after dying and coming back to life) I tweeted.. let's just have the picture do the talking, no?

See that? INCREDIBLE. Still Ohmygod-ing the whole way. And I didn't even ASK FOR IT! See how the unexpected happens. Dare I say one of the best things that has ever happened to me this year? Yes, I can.:) It's crazy. I almost teared up.

So back to planet reality. Richard Herrera is the new VJ for MTV Asia, and alongside Holly Grabarek, they will host The MTV Show. How amazing.

They are amazing, Rich Hardin and Rich Herrera. So inspirational. I know who my role models are gonna be to face the life of the thirties. 30+ and going strong, the Riches are. :) And Rich Herrera, why you so perfect?!

My life is so perfect. Sighs. Hahaha!

Ragged, Less Mature Approach? That's A Load Of Bull.

Because I'm lifeless and an utterly boring person, for now, thanks to dear Bryan, only cause he has to drive me back home and I'm dying waiting for 1 o' clock, the time when Chia class ends while dear Bryan's off happily celebrating a so-called advanced Christmas lunch with Brian, Hui Yen and his classmates, leaving me stuck here all alone and Vincent's hardcoring in class, so well... Conclusion is I am pretty much alone as of 9am today till now, because my fantastic classmates decided to skip Physics, in which we have a class test, after attending only Maths today. And when I went for lunch alone to, (I didn't want to, but my stomach's dealing with alot lately, and after all that puking yesterday, it's pretty empty and I don't know why I feel the urge to break out into this gross detail about me puking.) and and and I bumped into my physics lecturer. Holy shhhhh.... Thank God he was all good-natured and wish me a very happy holidays and telling that he gave us some work to be done over the holidays, and he looked pretty relaxed and all, but I know that all he felt was to stab and slice me into pieces. Because none of us mentioned the elephant in the room, well in this case, the street, that everyone skipped class. So yeahhh.
And right now, well before blogging this completely worthless of a post, guess what I was doing? I came across this Cutest Dog or whatever competition in Facebook, and the first thing I checked was the prizes. Do Torres (my puppy, mind you.) honestly need any of those cheap dog food or shampoos or whatever? No. My baby was born and bred with a silver spoon in his mouth, so yeah no thanks to such competition for him to participate despite KNOWING he will win. And the next thing I did was, I opened another tab of facebook, clicked on my dog's picture in my profile, and started comparing with those dogs which participate. I was right. None of them came close to matching mine. I bet no one would had their breath caught at all those dog pictures there, a completely different scenario when they see Torres. He has the most charming smile in the world, even Taylor Lautner or James Franco or even Alexander Richard Pettyfer would envy him.And the way he walks, the regal beauty never goes unnoticed. He's such a lion king, he is. AndIjustwishthereisamanofsuchexistencebuttoobadlifestinksthereisn'tany. What am I blabbering about, I don't know.
So anyway, I'm worthless as I am, signing out now, but will be back later because there's a BIG HUGE post I need to compose later on but just don't have the energy to do it now. Peace out!

And this is a good one. Actually I think most of us has seen it, except for Rachel Saw Yi Jiau. Here you go.

Rock My World Into The Sunlight

Tonight was incredible. Magical, even, the bond between us was. Exaggeration, maybe, but really, I ENJOYED, every moment of it. The family we were. Christina decided to splash some cash on food for all of us, hahah, but I suppose it was worth it. Such a family time. Disgusting, but alright lah. All of us, HAD A GREAT TIME. Me, Chris, Vincent, Bryan, Brian, Chia and Kern Yen. The boys, romancing with each other, (Namely Vincent Loo and Bryan Ong!), the food they shared together, the drinks they kept refilling, the truth and truth game they played later on. Oh yeah, and that was in Manhattan Fish Market.Gonna miss them. Although we stay like 2 minutes from each other, except of Gan Yen Yen of course, we are still not gonna be meeting much. One will be in Italy, another in Korea, another in Macau and Hong Kong if I'm not mistaken and another in Sabah. Oh you people. And I hope Chris love the gift! And Bryan and Vincent were sincere in their intention to get you a gift. It's from the three of us, me, BO and Vince, love. Hope you like it. And the card, those words were from every one of us. For you. Because it's true.:) I love all of them very much!

Ooh, and there was Vincent's 6 second minute of fame on TV. He was chosen to be in the Beats by Dr Dre Sing Off, and all we have to do is vote, and the most votes wins the prize. Beats by Dr Dre HEADPHONES. God knows how much I want it. And the closest I can get is by VINCENT LOO WIN SOON WINNING THE PRIZE! So, VOTE FOR HIM. For the greater good, if not mine.:) Teehee. Seriously lah, Taylors students are very... interesting. Should have seen the entries. And I thought Vincent Loo was the craziest. Oh you people.

 The typical idiots,

The gift me, Vincent and Bryan got her! Chia got her a beautiful chain. (Damn, no pictures.)

Yours truly was the great photographer, thus she wasn't in the picture.

Kern Yen's.

Bryan AND Vincent's. (Yes, those idiots shared, they even shared a DRINK! From the same straw!)

This is Brian Teoh's. He was a maniac tonight. 

And too much of gay-ing around. Too much.

Keep Walking

Alright, I'm back from the trip to the mystical land of excitement and peace. (Yeah, right.) So yeah, yesterday I got back from India, from a unfairly long trip, and I might  blog about it later, possibly during the weekends. Only two days remaining till the holidays but everything is still so stressful, in college. What more, I missed ALOT thanks to my rendezvous in India, and I've gotta to get everything back on track. My lecturers, are not making it any easier. Oh my life.

So anyway, I decided to drop by and let know that I am indeed very much alive, surviving a very 'enjoyable' trip for 8 days, 8 DAYS! (Yeah, and I thought it was seven.) I am very very glad to be back, and despite all the 'adventurous' moments I've had for the past week, only one is memorable enough for me. And you won't even believe it. 

It was certainly the best part of India. When I enter a hotel room, the first thing I would normally check (after the bathroom) is the channels in the television. And I certainly wasn't disappointed. There's this one event I have been DYING to watch all year. The Davis Cup. Since the start of the year I kept praying, that Spain would enter the finals. And I wasn't disappointed again. They did. And I was so freakin' excited, and vowed to watch it months ago, until I found out, I won't be in Malaysia. THAT. IRKED. ME. Why?! But lucky for me, India was a step ahead of Malaysia when they broadcasted the matches live, something which I won't be able to watch in Malaysia, because our neighbourhood broadcaster with all their big hoo-hahs about being the best in sports broadcasting did not FRIGGIN' BROADCAST IT LIVE.

So anyway, I stayed up all night watching the matches in India, something my mother wouldn't have allowed if we were in Malaysia, and that is the most memorable moment I've had this year. Because they won, THEY WON! It was pure magic, the matches were. Rafael Nadal. The man's a fighter. Despite NOT being at his best, he fought for every point. Fernando Verdasco and Feliciano Lopez were disappointing, losing out in the doubles tie, but Fernando Verdasco, did not disappoint as a cheerleader. He's like, the best cheerleader ever.

Seriously, I think sports should now consider full-blown jokers who's loud and proud at all times to be cheerleaders instead of dainty Ineedsomeseriousmanicure cheerleaders to raise the spirit. Because, Fernando was one man who kept the crowd roaring continuously, and he hardly ever sat down. He messed up his friend's hair. He banged the divider between the seats and the court, hard enough. He grabbed his coat and swing around his head wildly. He kept yelling at Rafael. He had the Spanish flag tied around his waist. He was the first man to run onto the court the moment Rafael Nadal scored the victory for Espana. And the whole time I kept thinking, how on earth could  28 year old behave in such a manner? It's not a bad thing, really. It shows that there is hope. Hope in which there are still adults who have the incredible child in them. It was amazing to see him so carefree and excited. SO. INCREDIBLY. CUTE.

I also must pay tribute to one of the greatest man in the sport of tennis. Rafael Nadal. Despite not being at the best of form in the Davis Cup Finals, the fighter we know worked his hardest for every point from the in-form Juan Martin, thus reaffirming his status as the King Of Clay.

Verdasco finds his calling

Fernando Verdasco’s contribution to this victory by Spain hasn’t always been as obvious as one might expect of a player of his ranking. He contributed a couple of points in the first-round win against Belgium, but since then, while always readily available, he hasn’t made a big impact alongside Feliciano Lopez in doubles. However, he found his forte during the fourth rubber of the Final when he became Spain’s unofficial cheer leader.

Lopez clearly isn’t a great watcher and seemed so nervous about Spain’s fate that it’s a wonder he didn’t retire to the safety of the locker rooms. Verdasco – as he did in Spain’s doubles defeat to David Nalbandian and Eduardo Schwank – was constantly urging the crowd to get behind the team and, in Nadal’s match against Juan Martin del Potro, it finally appeared to work.

Wearing a Spanish flag around his midriff Verdasco, who has slipped out of the Top 10 to No. 24 this year, was the first after the captain Albert Costa to congratulate Nadal upon his momentous victory. And when Lopez came in for criticism for his performance in the doubles – which was certainly no worse than Verdasco’s – he even became cheer leader in the press conference, imploring the journalists to applaud his partner's effort, which they did.

HAHAHA. I know right? God, I love him, my husband.:) And Rafael Nadal too. Amazing. And thanks for making my weekend. And the trip to India, a memorable one. Hahah cause I don't think there's much to be reminded of from that 'wonderful' trip.

Here's to the Spanish Armada.

 The cheerleader and the fighter.

Liverpool And The Curse Of The Draw

So... I'm leaving today, and well this will be the last post for a long time. Will be blogging like mad when I come back, don't worry.:)

Last night, we went to AEON for some last minute shopping, and my mom needed a bag. So while wandering around, we wanted to check out the bags at Universal Traveller. And I saw a certain someone who looked a LOT like Rachel Saw Yi Jiau. Approaching closer, IT IS HER. And seriously lah, we got the coolest way of greeting each other. Trying to punch the other and fell into this giggling fit, like psychos. MAD LAH. I heart you, Rachel Saw! Hahaha. My crazy partner-in-crime.

Right now, I'm uploading pictures from my DSLR into my laptop, a friggin' 864 pictures since I last uploaded. Woaaah. And more to come. I'm almost done with packing, don't know if I have everything with me. Packing can be a headache. Ugh. And my bag is so full, there are loads more not in the bag yet. Oh well. AND I'M SO TIRED.
The reason behind THAT is... I slept only for 4 hours last night. Went hardcore watching sports, F1 and football. SO GOOD. I mean, F1 was a disaster, gearbox problem. GEARBOX PROBLEM! Only when we were treated with another awesome fight between Massa and Hamilton, and suddenly Lewis' car slowed down. I was like, WHATTHEHELL? He retired from the race. Sighs.
But we kept changing the channel back and fro between F1 and football, until that occured. NO MORE F1. Lewis Hamilton FTW, in 2012! Hahah. Liverpool. SO PROUD. They drew with the team who thrashed Man Utd 6-1, thanks to a VERY classy performance. And the SHOULD HAVE WON! Bad luck.:( But still, we drew. Unbeaten at home, baby! Liverpool, had a defence of STEEL. So unbreakable. PERFECT. Agger, Skrtel, Downing, Enrique and Lucas, midfield. Aaaaah, you guys are amazing. AMAZING! Now, what we need is a striker who can finish. Suarez was totally OUT yesterday, they should have brought Carroll EARLIER! I never liked Carroll, but he has enough skills and the physique itself to beat Man City. Unfortunately... But still, amazing Liverpool.

I feel very bad, now. My puppy is being sent for boarding for SEVEN days, SEVEN! in our regular pet shop. And the thought of not being able to see him for seven days, and.. he won't like that place. His daily routine of running exercises, playing with me, getting the bread, going for a walk in the park.. he's not gonna get any of that for seven days. And the thought of that alone, breaks my heart. Well, cause this is the first time we are leaving him alone and going for vacation, ever since we got him, last year. The last one year, we simplycouldn't get out for vacation, and when we finally could, I don't feel like going anymore. I love my puppy too much, he means the WORLD to me! I know, weird. But he does. He's like a HUGE part of the family. And he's gonna be in a place without everything he enjoys, daily. I broke down just moments ago, silly lah. Just praying with all my heart he wouldn't be tortured in anyway, and taken with great care. I'm gonna miss you terribly, dear Torres.:(  Sofreakin'unfair.
I'm gonna miss that amazing smile. He's a beauty like no other. I'll be back, I promise.
So, bye for now.

'Ohana means family and family means no one is left behind, or forgotten.'

Today is a special day to two very important people, to me. My best buddy, Christina and my beautiful mother.

And I pray for their happiness and their smiles. Had a surprise planned for my mother later on, hoping she would be surprised, hahah. And hoping that she would love the gift. (fingers crossed.) Later having a gathering at my uncle's house, that's gonna be fun.:) I realised the best part about surprises, is not about receiving, but the planning and the giving. And I am truly excited. Can't wait! And.. white chocolate macadamia cake. Aaaah. My mom's favourite.:) I just couldn't wait to see the smile on my mother's face. Recent times have not been very easy for her, what with no maid around, she looks so exhausted at the end of every day. So I want tonight to be a memorable one for her.

 Loving her with all my heart.:)

As for Christina.. we have practically grown into a family now, and if it weren't for her. She makes attending college, something I look forward too, and we have grown together this year, learning alot of things along the way, and that is something I truly cherish, have now and will always. We faced the highest moments and the lowest too, together, and thinking about it made me realised how amazing everything was. So often I've taken my life for granted. Funny, how both of us are very insecure in so many ways, almost as if we are one and the same. And I had the best birthday in my life, thanks to her. Thank you. Just wanna say, Chris, you are amazing just the way you are. You know you are worthwhile, and I hope we can walk he path ahead of us together. Hahaha. Can't wait. I know you would be there for me, as much as I am for you. SIX YEARS NOW! We have known each other, THAT LONG. Incredible. So many moments, we shared. Funny, sad, happy.. each one beautiful in it's way. Thanks for coming into my life. And you are definitely that one friend who remind me of home. From the girl from the class next to mine in Form 1 and 2, to my Puan Asiah's tuition partner-in-crime, to my dearest college mate, you're the best homie I've ever had. AND THAT BUCKET LIST! We still haven't come around writing it down. The superhighexpectations and all... jeesh. Hahah. Ooh, and remember, "You are better than me, keep it that way."? Sangat the sweet lah. Got hope.:)

And may you find someone like Brya Cameron Mitchell in the near future, but the rest of us, still thinks you do not realise a good thing that's already in front of you. All the best in your future undertakings, and NEVER EVER forget me.

 I lessthanthree you, beautiful.

My life is definitely alot more beautiful with these people I love around. Hoping for forever may be hard, but we can work it out, can't we? I believe in it.

#EverybodyHasThat1Friend.. Who Reminds You Of Home.

Ladies and gentleman, I am about to realise my long time dream, starting next month.

I have enrolled in guitar class, woots! Seriously, at least act like you're happy for me lah, because I am totally BEYOND ecstatic! My third instrument after the piano and the violin. I DID learn a lil' about guitar before from my fantastic brother (not!), but firstly, the tutor was too good I can't really pick up the notes, and secondly, even if I managed to get the hang of it, it was classical guitar. I'm on course for acoustic guitar, and my dad got me one. Thanks dad. And for the new pair of Converse too. Seriously, I can get my dad bankrupted in a day. Guilty conscience, here.

And today... I injured my sprained left foot.. AGAIN. Slipping it into a hole in the middle of the road. And why oh why does it ALWAYS happen when I'm with Rachel Saw Yi Jiau?! The PAIN! Rachel says that I'm destined for it. A destroyed left foot. Why am I so clumsy, God knows. And I was like whining all day, till my bro came home. He fell and sprained his foot during ice skating practice. And God knows it might be a fracture. So, I kinda had it alright, compared to him. Oh seriously.
I'm so freakin' injury-proned, that nothing is ever safe around me. Though I get the damages. Oh well.

Tomorrow's my mom's and Christina's birthday. I'm an useless daughter, because... I have not gotten her ANYTHING yet. Don't blame me though, she sticks with me ALL THE TIME, it's pretty hard getting away from her. I'm thinking of planning an escapade tomorrow. TOMORROW. On the day of her birthday. Fail lah.

P.S-While reading a book today, I realised Ryan Higa is the reason I'll never pronounce etc the same again. Instead of et cetera, I went eteca! Like trying to pronounce etc directly? Yeahh. Thanks alot lah Ryan, thanks alot.

I Mean My, My, My You're Like Pelican Fly

Done with finals, and IT FEELS SO GOOD!
Hahah. The mild excitement in me. Life looks so much more beautiful, now. Sighs.

Anyway, I guess I really am back to blogging business, for real, and not just posting crappy stuff updating what I do from time to time. You wouldn't want to hear that, no? My life nothing great. The only exciting bit is in my head. But it's alright. Most of us don't know how to appreciate a good thing when it's when it's in front of us.
But anyway, about blogging for real, I will be missing almost 7 days of blogging from the 29th of November, as I'll be in India. Ahh, the land rich with cultures and values. It's a beautiful country, really, but somehow it's just not hitting the standards. Corruption, poor organisations, a havoc government, these are definitely things the country could do WITHOUT. But when will the world change for good, no one knows. These time, we're hitting Bangalore which is a better side of India compared to it's southern neighbours. (Or so I've been told.) So anyway, I am really excited, because it's been ages since my last overseas trip to Australia and the flying part is always the exciting one. And I'll be missing classes in college. Naturally I was not thrilled to hear about the trip and missing classes, because I really do not want to get on the bad side of my lecturers, but I'm left with no choice. Told Mr Subra today, he was fine with it. Don't know about the rest though.
So yeah, there's gonna be a whole new adventure next week, (I feel like Aladdin Princess Jasmine, having to get out of this daily rut) and despite it being India, where I'm heading too, I think anywhere's fine for now. As long as it's OUT OF MALAYSIA. Don't get me wrong, I love my country, but sometimes, fresh air is in dire need for the sanity of one's mind. :)
Perhaps I might get some good stories to blog about. And pictures too. (Speaking of which, I CAN'T FIND MY USB CABLE FOR MY DSLR AND IT'S DRIVING ME CRAZAY! I'm so dead.)

So, now that exams are OVER, the first thing I did was the trip to the bookstore. And I got two really good books. I feel so much at home now. :) The last book I read was like, two months ago, Weng Ming's The Last Song and Dear John, and two months of no books is crazy. And I needa update my iPod. Poor thing died weeks ago. But then again, college's not over, so there's the balancing act. And 2011 is coming to an end. I am sure not sorry to see the last of it. Though I'll be missing my friends' craziness everyday. In class, there's the beyond insane Rachel Saw. She makes me want to attend classes in college at least. Maybe a little. (I sitll hate classes.) And then there's that crazy and loud family, Christina, Brian, Bryan, Chia and Vincent. Every one of us practically lives in the same area, except for Chris, and yet we are too lazy to meet. Except for badminton matches.

Few weeks ago, I watched Aladdin, and I realise how much of a Disney movie-freak I am. What can I say, I'm probably a hopeless romantic too. But but but there's no denying Aladdin is a beautiful story. It's incredible, and how true what people want out of life. The poor, the rich, the average, all of them have their own dilemmas, problems, and heartfelt wishes. All of us come to a point where we feel... stuck. But it's just amazing what we can do when we put our heart into it. I'm totally in love with the movie. And the song! I've been singing 'A Whole New World' for weeks now, in hopes I get to see that world one day. HAHAHA. I sound so... weird. Okay, so I'm a dreamer, SO WHAT? Now where's that dude with the Super Bass? (Continues dreaming.)

Alright, one more day of college and then it's HOLIDAYS! Temporarily at that too, but it's okay lah.

P.S-I need him to be back the way he was, and always has been. Why let exam pressures to change you? The way you treat me these days, is just plain hurtful. I'm sorry. (If only lah I can tell him this. What's wrong with you people?!)

Peace out! :)

Precociousness: Sophia Grace Brownlee

I'll be back. Tomorrow. Once I'm done with the last paper this finals. Just dropped by to say, this blog is not dead. I'm sorry, darling. Just a little busy at the moment, and then... I'm on top of the world!
Oh, love.

She completely bewitches me. Exaggerations? But she is amazing. Been watching her since day 1 on Ellen, and I'm completely spellbounded, as much as Ellen is. And Rosie's getting her voice stronger every episode. Awwwh. Seriously, we want more of her. 

I Would Make You Stay

Finally it's Fridaaaaaay!
The weekends are hereeee!

And the week is over, so over. And it wasn't exactly great.
So anyway, yesterday I just couldn't resist watching the Malaysia vs Indonesia SEA games match, despite having Biology today.
And, it was amazing! Okay, not all that great but but but, we shut 'em Indonesian fans up! The entire nation was definitely watching the match and THANK GOD M'sia won. In your face, Indonesia. The best part about watching M'sia's matches is that, the spirit. In my house, and everywhere else. Normally, when we watch the much prestigious English Premier matches, we are segregated into... Liverpool, Chelsea, Man Utd, Arsenal.. But games involving our Msian team like yesterday, we all wanted one thing: Malaysia FOR THE WIN! Twitter was blowing up with the Malaysian-Indonesian match and aaaahhhh. Seriously, awesome lah really. And hilarious. Sorry lah, when it's not Liverpool players I tend to make fun of the team. Natural instinct.

So so, right now I'm stranded in college and... blogging. It's not that bad in the computer room with these idiots, Chris, Vincent and Chia. I lessthanthree you people.
Tomorrow, more shopping! And that's cause there's three, THREEE freakin' functions, so yeahhh.
I don't even know what I'm blogging for lah. Aaaah hell.

OhmygoshtheChelseavsLiverpoolmatchisthisSundayaaaaaah! Liverpool, FTW!

Enséñame A Soñar.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BEAUTIFUL!

A toast to the man who is amazing just as he is. Fernando Verdasco Carmona. You may not be at the top, but you will always be in my heart. (cheesy, I know.) Hahah. Hope you get that big cup next month, time to make Espana (and me) PROUD! 

And hopefully 2012 will be an amazing year for you (and me toooo) VAMOS! Get that beautiful hair back, and continue looking muy caliente at all times, you know you have my love. 

And the exciting part is... I have Fernando's birthday in my new passport! Aaaaah! 15.11.2011.

Ohmygosh, why you so cute?

Fernando, is a fighter. Always have, and always will be.

The Magic Behind A Smile

Time to make some noise!
 He did it, he did it, he did it! Lewis Carl Davidson Hamilton, showed the world yesterday, why he is the man. The best racer out there. And finally, a F1 race with an epic start. Just around the first corner and so-called world champion gets a lockout and spins out of the race. With a broken rim, perhaps? Poor thing. NOT.
Hahah, I'm so mean. But all the love in the world to the man I'm in love with, Lewis Hamilton! (He's doing better after that break-up with Nicole. #Justsaying)
He finally won his third race after months, and back to his best. Fernando Alonso had no answer to the way he drove, flawless, flawless!

What's nice is that i think i may have something for him, how confusing. maybe just maybe the FOUR boyfriends i have will end up to be FIVE? *Shrieks!

I know, so random right. Let me tell you, that was not me. That, was a certain Christina Gan who is still pondering over her feelings after her boyfriend(shestilldeniesit) sent her a really sweet apology text after what came in between them last Friday. And it was reaaaaally reaaaally sweet. Like super sweet. (There take that, she just grabbed my keyboard to pour her feelings. Gash.)

Now, back to the beautiful Lewis Hamilton. Did I say I am so happy for him? He is so amazing. My amazing idol. I love you, Lewis! Oh and I've also fallen in love with the place. Abu Dhabi. Looks AMAZING with all the lights and everything, looks so freaking clean! The track looks MAGNIFICENT.:) I am so going to Dubai in a few years time! Next year's for Europe! Germanyyyy!

This post is solely dedicated to Lewis Hamilton. Ignore (or not) the interruption in between.:)

Because, Lewis, is amazing, just the way he is. I love him so much. My amazing inspiration. One of the big fours. But it's always Lewis Hamilton and Rafael Nadal at the top, no? I love my Fernandos' too.:D Speaking of Fernando, it's his birthday tomorrow!

 

The picture, says it all. He's on top of the world.

 

The stand of a champion.:)

 

The jubilation!

 

Abu Dhabi victory!

 

And that smile. The whole world stops and stares for a while..