Monday, December 14, 2009
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
10 Things I Hate About You
Kat: A Fender Strat? Is this for me?
Patrick: Yeah. I thought you could use it. You know, when you start your band. Besides, I had some extra cash, you know. Some asshole paid me to take out a really great girl.
Kat: Is that right?
Patrick: Yeah, but I screwed up. I fell for her.
Kat: Really?
Patrick: It’s not every day you find a girl who’ll flash someone to get you out of detention.
Kat: You can’t just buy me a guitar every time you screw up, you know.
Patrick: Yeah, I know. But then, you know, there’s always drums and bass and maybe even one day a tambourine.
Patrick: Yeah. I thought you could use it. You know, when you start your band. Besides, I had some extra cash, you know. Some asshole paid me to take out a really great girl.
Kat: Is that right?
Patrick: Yeah, but I screwed up. I fell for her.
Kat: Really?
Patrick: It’s not every day you find a girl who’ll flash someone to get you out of detention.
Kat: You can’t just buy me a guitar every time you screw up, you know.
Patrick: Yeah, I know. But then, you know, there’s always drums and bass and maybe even one day a tambourine.
Monday, December 7, 2009
How, do I say I'm sorry cause the word is never gonna come out, no
yes, I like giraffes.
I'm enjoying this holiday cos I don't have anything to do and it's relaxing, in a way. I'm on the internet the moment I wake up and before I go to bed. My sleeping pattern is also effed up. I have to go Christmas shopping soon, too. I love shopping for other people but sometimes I tend to just buy things for myself and my mum will go blah blah. But, I won't do that this time. AND I MISS EVERYONE ALREADY! Can't wait to see these hot bitches! I love Christmas parties, everything Christmas is the best. Yes, I need to get my KK a present and I'm having another Christmas party on Christmas eve and it's going to be fun :)
For school next year, home class will be our subject class and our morning assembly won't be before recess, thank god. Because my class this year sucked. It's Krystal's last year at OLSH and I'm going to shoot myself if I'm not in her home class. I have Photography (yay!), Child Studies, Scientific Studies (mum made me + the credits), Design and Modern History (Hitler and such? My kind of thing) and I'm in Krystal's History and Child Studies classes. I might go to Dieu's and Tricia's Maths school, simply because I suck at Mathematics and I need help.
and I've been listening to Katy Perry lately, because she's Russel Brand's girlfriend, that's all.
S,
I want to know what colour of paint is on your bedroom walls. I want to know whether you cross your legs when you watch your favourite show. I want to know what your fingers would feel like in mine. I want to know what your hair looks like when you wake up in the morning. I want to know what books made you cry. I want to know your favourite architect. I want to know how hard you can hug. But most of all I want to know if you want to know the same things about me.
— N
I want to know what colour of paint is on your bedroom walls. I want to know whether you cross your legs when you watch your favourite show. I want to know what your fingers would feel like in mine. I want to know what your hair looks like when you wake up in the morning. I want to know what books made you cry. I want to know your favourite architect. I want to know how hard you can hug. But most of all I want to know if you want to know the same things about me.
— N
What is it with this chick, she have beer flavored nipples?
I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car, I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots and the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick,it even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way you're always right, I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh,even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when you're not around, and the fact that you didn't call.
But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you, not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.
I hate the way you drive my car, I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots and the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick,it even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way you're always right, I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh,even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when you're not around, and the fact that you didn't call.
But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you, not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.
I love this movie.
Saturday, December 5, 2009
I don't want to grow up
I don't like making huge decisions
I don't like worrying about stuff
I don't like complicated things
I like running around the house without my pants
I like thinking that I can be a mermaid and I have a prince charming
I like eating and not worrying if I'll get fat
I like going to the playground
I don't like making huge decisions
I don't like worrying about stuff
I don't like complicated things
I like running around the house without my pants
I like thinking that I can be a mermaid and I have a prince charming
I like eating and not worrying if I'll get fat
I like going to the playground
I like every small thing people does for me
I like cows and giraffes
I giggle when people calls me darling
I like laughing at everything
I like laughing at everything
Being a kid is effortless, people doesn't expect much from you, but happiness and laughter
Growing up sucks, not all kisses are magic, not all guys live up to your expectations.
But there are moments where romance, friendship, love, everything just falls in place and that makes growing up worth it.
— dawsons creek
But there are moments where romance, friendship, love, everything just falls in place and that makes growing up worth it.
— dawsons creek
The best moments in reading are when you come across something - a thought, a feeling, a way of looking at things - that you’d thought special, particular to you. And here it is, set down by someone else, a person you’ve never met, maybe even someone long dead. And it’s as if a hand has come out, and taken yours. - The History Boys
'The Notebook', Nicholas Sparks ♥
And I learned what is obvious to a child. That life is simply a collection of little lives, each lived one day at a time. That each day should be spent finding beauty in flowers and poetry and talking to animals. That a day spent with dreaming and sunsets and refreshing breezes cannot be bettered. But most of all, I learned that life is about sitting on benches next to ancient creeks with my hand on her knee and sometimes, on good days, for falling in love. -
Friday, December 4, 2009
I just want you for my own..
awesome bands and their christmas songs! I love 'em. I absolutely worship these guys with skinny jeans and eyeliner and bloody awesome hair. Right now, I'm currently getting crazy over Gerard Way.
- All I Want For Christmas Is You - My Chemical Romance
- A Great Big Sled - The Killers
- Get Ready - The Maine
- (few of my favourite songs, right now)
I LOVE CHRISTMAS! LIKE, I CAN'T WAIT. I'M SO PUMPED.
love you long time, bro!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, KRYSTAL!
LOVE YOU LIKE HEAPS AND HEAPS. ♥
Hope you had a blast, cos you're my favourite whore.
I love 9Gold. They're wicked cool. Can't believe year 9's over. Hooray for good grades, I was so relieved.
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
New Moon was not that bad. I want the soundtrack, it's awesome. Freakin' shirtless guys, they don't even have nice bodies, except for Taylor Lautner. Dakota Fanning is so damn gorgeous. Ok, dude, Kirsten Stewart's acting skills are horrible, just not good. I waited like 30 minutes, cos the line was so long, I don't what's up with today that people are just all coming to watch it. Naw, Edward Cullen is still my lovey dovey bubbie :)
Monday, November 30, 2009
CAN'T WAIT FOR THURSDAY, GIRLS!
She said hey, hey, hey yea let's go.
I could be your baby, you can be my honey. Let's spend time not money.
I mix your milk wit my cocoa puff, Milky, milky cocoa, Mix your milk with my cocoa puff, milky, milky riiiiiiight.
JESSIE + KRYSTAL + TRICIA + ME + THE ELEVATOR =
PURE AWESOMENESS.
Sunday, November 29, 2009
curly hair day
Random thought/fact: When people call me darling, it makes me giggle.
I like it very much.
I like it very much.
Saturday, November 28, 2009
oh cutie pies.
I went shopping with the family today and was so pissed that my mum won't let me buy any more clothes, that's why I like shopping by myself or with friends, I can buy anything without anyone stopping me. Anyway, I looked at puppies too. Naw, theyre so adorable, I understand now why Krystal called me heartless when I said I hated them. So, my dad said he'l think about getting one for me. So, forget about the birds, I want a puppy, a maltese one ♥
how cool would it be if Santa Claus is real? I wish he was real. I have my Christmas wish list, already. I love christmas, I can't wait. Christmas movies are the best.
Eric ditched me again for his porn bed. So, I'll be spending my night with a cup of hot chocolate and maybe watch some old episodes of Gossip Girl later. But for now, I'm watching The Hot Chick on tv. I love that movie, Rob Shneider is hilarious and Rachel McAdams is in it too. She's so god damn pretty. And then, John Mayer and Michael Buble will sing me to sleep. My night is all planned out.
Friday, November 27, 2009
I like reading these kind of stuff
Four years ago, I was just a guy who had a crush on a girl, who had a boyfriend. And I had to do the hardest thing that I’ve ever had to do, which was just to… wait. Don’t get me wrong, I flirted with her. Pam, I can now admit in front of friends and family, that I do know how to make a photocopy. Didn’t need your help that many times. And, uh, do you remember how long it took you to teach me how to drive stick? I’ve been driving stick since high school. So, for a really long time that’s all I had; little moments with a girl who saw me as a friend. And, a lot of people told me I was crazy to wait this long for a date with a girl I work with but I think, even then I knew that… I was waiting for my wife.
— Jim, The Office
— Jim, The Office
Thursday, November 26, 2009
you,
i don’t know you, and you don’t know me, but sometimes you’ll smile at me and i’ll smile back, and i get these awful butterflies and knees kinda shake. it’s all because of your stupid smile and your stupid nice clothes and your stupid, adorable mannerisms and especially because of your stupid rosy cheeks.
— me
letterstocrushes
i don’t know you, and you don’t know me, but sometimes you’ll smile at me and i’ll smile back, and i get these awful butterflies and knees kinda shake. it’s all because of your stupid smile and your stupid nice clothes and your stupid, adorable mannerisms and especially because of your stupid rosy cheeks.
— me
letterstocrushes
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
"No one enjoys their first time, except for you."
Monday, November 23, 2009
wise words of Pete Wentz
"Here’s to the kids.The kids who would rather spend their night with a bottle of coke & Patrick or Sonny playing on their headphones than go to some vomit-stained high school party. Here’s to the kids whose 11:11 wish was wasted on one person who will never be there for them. Here’s to the kids whose idea of a good night is sitting on the hood of a car, watching the stars. Here’s to the kids who never were too good at life, but still were wicked cool. Here’s to the kids who listened to Fall Out boy and Hawthorne Heights before they were on MTV…and blame MTV for ruining their life. Here’s to the kids who care more about the music than the haircuts. Here’s to the kids who have crushes on a stupid lush. Here’s to the kids who hum “A Little Less 16 Candles, A Little More Touch Me” when they’re stuck home, dateless, on a Saturday night. Here’s to the kids who have ever had a broken heart from someone who didn’t even know they existed. Here’s to the kids who have read The Perks of Being a Wallflower & didn’t feel so alone after doing so. Here’s to the kids who spend their days in photobooths with their best friend(s). Here’s to the kids who are straight up smartasses & just don’t care.Here’s to the kids who speak their mind. Here’s to the kids who consider screamo their lullaby for going to sleep. Here’s to the kids who second guess themselves on everything they do. Here’s to the kids who will never have 100 percent confidence in anything they do, and to the kids who are okay with that. Here’s to the kids.This one’s not for the kids, who always get what they want, but for the ones who never had it at all. It’s not for the ones who never got caught, but for the ones who always try and fall. This one’s for the kids who didn’t make it, we were the kids who never made it. The Overcast girls and the Underdog Boys. Not for the kids who had all their joys. This one’s for the kids who never faked it. We’re the kids who didn’t make it. They say “Breaking hearts is what we do best,” and, “We’ll make your heart be ripped of your chest.” The only heart that I broke was mine, when I got my hopes up too too high. We were the kids who didn’t make it. We are the kids who never made it." - Pete Wentz
Friday, November 20, 2009
Alex Gaskarth: All Time Low
Why He’s Hot:
1. He doesn’t mind being naked. In fact, he loves chillin’ in his underwear. Here, why don’t you take a gander at the whole band shot. Of course, he is the only one cool enough to pull off Nikes while in his underwear.
1. He doesn’t mind being naked. In fact, he loves chillin’ in his underwear. Here, why don’t you take a gander at the whole band shot. Of course, he is the only one cool enough to pull off Nikes while in his underwear.
2. He plays guitar. I think we’ve seen before how hot guys that play guitar are. He can play you to sleep…or during whatever else you had in mind.
3. His crooked smile. You have to love the way his lip curls like he’s up to no good. And we hate to sound promiscuous here, but come on. You know you’ll be smiling like that after he…bakes cakes with you. In bed. Don’t worry though, he’ll never tell.
4. When he loves something, he loves it. Enough to dress up in a nurse’s outfit to show support for it. (P.S. - you know you want those fingers in you. You know it.)
5. He’s best friends with Gabe Saporta. We know how hot this man is. Now we know he has good taste in friends as well! We’re thinking threesome…
damn, man. I love you.
“I would love to tell you that I was this wonderfully smart and full-of-integrity kinda guy. But at the same time, man, I wanted to get laid. That was a big part of it! This is why I wanted to be different and why I wanted to have power and fame and money: because I wanted to be attractive to the opposite sex. I’d be lying to you if I didn’t say that was a big part of it.” - Michael Buble
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
I miss Gossip Girl, so much!
I really think Carter Baizen (Sebastian Stan) looks hot in the last two picture. Yum.
Me: ew
Mr Stevens: When are you going?
Me: Where?
Mr Stevens: When are you going?
Me: Where?!
Mr Stevens: When are you going to watch New Moon, it's out tomorrow!
Me: Oh, I got my tickets already. 1st of December
Mr Stevens: *mumbling*
Me: I'm over the whole twilight thing
*awkward silence*
Me: Guess what?
Mr Stevens: what?
Me: I'm joining the choir!
Mr Stevens: That's great!
Me: I know, right.
I miss him. He's the best.
Mr Stevens: When are you going?
Me: Where?
Mr Stevens: When are you going?
Me: Where?!
Mr Stevens: When are you going to watch New Moon, it's out tomorrow!
Me: Oh, I got my tickets already. 1st of December
Mr Stevens: *mumbling*
Me: I'm over the whole twilight thing
*awkward silence*
Me: Guess what?
Mr Stevens: what?
Me: I'm joining the choir!
Mr Stevens: That's great!
Me: I know, right.
I miss him. He's the best.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Monday, November 16, 2009
it's like reading my mind, really.
I want a boy who will tell me when I’m being stupid. Who won’t baby me with his words. A boy who will still give time to his friends. A boy who will tell me ‘No’. He will watch stupid movies with me, but makes me watch his favorites also. A boy who’s willing to drop everything to be with me, but knows when to let it be. A boy who will know he’s important to me, but won’t mind when I change my plans to help someone out. I want a boy who’s enjoyable to look at, he doesn’t have to be gorgeous. I just want someone who I can pay attention to. A boy who will randomly bring me food, cause he knows I love to eat. A boy who can make jokes about me, a boy that I can laugh with. Someone who wont mind when I even embarrass myself. A boy who will buy me something, something I would actually want, none of that jewelry crap. Someone who doesn’t do everything I ask but when it comes to something important I can count on him to be there. Someone who I don’t feel threatened by. A boy who has other friends that are girls, but I can trust him with them. A boy who will know when to leave me alone when I have my stupid fits. A boy who I can just sit with. I don’t need the whole fairytale deal; I just want to feel comfortable.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Saturday, November 14, 2009
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