Fickle-Mindedness~

I felt like Pop Rock yesterday.
Today?
Bring on the Classic Rock, babyyy!

Singing along to not carrying guns around (read, or better yet listen: Nirvana) and praying that Mr Sandman doesn't bother me tonight (obviously my fav metal band).
Oh and Slash is awesome too.

Rock onnn!!!

P.S. See what Finals did to me? See? See??

Back to Basics~

So stressed out. Yet, only music can calm me down.
Today, move on over Met & JMac!
I'm going back to my roots: Pop Rock, mmhmm..

Ry oh Ry. RC.
My dear ol' Pineapple Head.
Redonkulous; fart on a flamingo
You put a smile on my face. Wooo!

So today I'm going back to Ryan Cabrera.
After all, I used to be one of his Chiclets.
I was his -ryangurl- .
Ohmygosh why did they totally abolish the whole Ryan Message Board?

Love love love You Stand Watching.
Back to 2005, ya'll!

My 20th!

I received so many surprises for my birthday (note: 10th Sept) this year. The first and best one was from Jyh, Gab and Qi Qi.

(Sorry Gabby and Qi; I don't have any pics with you guys!)

So basically, this is what they did: Jyh sent me a text at 11.50+pm on the 9th asking me about Torts. We exchanged texts til about 12.40ish. And then she went like "Are you going to sleep soon?" And I was like "Maybe.. Unless you want to come over and steal my dog. You'll never find her. Never!" I know I sound crazy, but that's the Panadol talking; I'm not kidding hahahahahaha!

Anyway, continuing. She went "Noo! Wait!" And then she started stalling and distracting me by asking so many other questions. Then she called "Er, Mel? I left something at your doorstep a few days ago. I'm not sure if it's still there. Can you go check now?" It may seem obvious, but it didn't occur to me what they were doing. So I went out to check. And as I was peeping through the gate, I saw this light, like fire. And I looked over in all my pajamas glory and in my 'whatever' and tadaa! Jyh, Gab and Qi were standing there with Miko and Ocha. And a cake with a lit candle in Jyh's hands and a bag on Qi's shoulder.

Cue "Jesus Christ; OMG; oh jeez!; etc." I was so touched by their deed that I almost cried. Almost.. ohmygosh, the sweetest bunch of friends on the planet. I love you guys; you're awesome! =D =D They made my day even before it started.

I got to play with the 2 doggies and got a handmade card and 2 statement tees from them. Thank you so much, you guys. Am loving the tees. Wore one today for dinner to celebrate my birthday and my uncle's. Taken pics with it. Will post them up here soon. And the "grandfather-grandmother story" conflict was really amusing. That got me laughing at 2am. Hehehe!

And then there were wishes on FB. All 58 of them. Wow. I feel so loved. Thank you so much! =)

And today is Sept the 11th. A very happy birthday to Uncle Kuna, Jie Florence (hehehe) and AJ. Have a great one. =)

And So...~

Last Friday was an experience. Like, if you drive, even for like 2 years+ and took off your P already, still please do be careful on the roads.

See, on the morning of 3rd September 2010, at 6.42am (yeap I set my alarm at odd minutes) I woke up with a tough decision - to come to Uni or not to come to Uni? But then again, it was Criminal lecture; why would I want to skip the class? So it wasn't a tough decision at all. Heck, it wasn't even a decision; more like compulsory attendance. So I got up and got ready to go at 7.25 am.

Little did I know, that so-called decision (or compulsory attendance, like I said) was a realllyyy bad one. First of all, it was raining. Probably an indication that I should have slept in or something.

Anyways, at 7.40am, I found myself in Bkt Piatu, soaked in the morning drizzle, texting Aun Chee that I won't be attending class. Reason? Sporty collided with a van in front. =(

I'm thankful though, that no one got hurt. Needless to say, there was a public display of...waterworks. And I don't mean the rain.

Ah, anyways, Finals are in 2 weeks time. Had a total breakdown yesterday. I'm really nervous; it's freaky; I'm scared. Okay, I need to chill.

Oooh, and I really can't wait for Pa to take out that light green electric guitar from his music room. Nyehehehehe! =D

Rant, much?

You know when you're starting to get sensitive when you see posts on FB that isn't meant for you, but you can't help reading it. But then this one made me feel left out. And that just isn't a good feeling.

Am I still supposed to call you a friend? Or friend(s)?

Sigh. I have got to stop making this blog a ranting place to rant about all the things that I'm ranting about.

Sigh. If only I don't have all the rants that need to be ranted about.

Okay, I'll stop.

Editted (11.25pm)
When a friend (s) does something like this to you, the hurt that comes along with it is like ... a hundred times worse.