Today was a fairytale

Valentine's Day 2010

So much for the excitement beyond what my mind could actually contain, i was just crazy to watch this movie. Taylor Swift :) I guess I'm an extreme fan already.

Well well..

The story line isn't anything fabulously novel, pretty much of the dinned movie lines, the conflicts, the actions, the climaxes. Oooh. But I absolutely fancy the way everything actually connects to a nicely laced end.

And I know, Taylor Swift appear only thrice in the entire play. But it's worth the watch, really.

With such coincidence, my cinema number was 13..
THE lucky number. Lucky :)


Being in the writing mojo, I'm definitely NOT a fan of the name Felicia for Taylor. It doesn't depict enough blondeness in the name to characterize the semblance of the character. Though the portray is vividly vibe blasted.

The dance move?
A classic.

"I wore a dress, you wore a dark grey tee shirt"

Superstar Series: #13

Throwing my sight upon Medusa just now drew out some thoughts in my mind. Again, about us. Hmm, we have endless topics to chat on.

Beginning of last year (2009) I was very much afraid of you. That stare of yours mentally threatens me in a way that I'm mindlessly terrified. I was really afraid to look into your eyes.

Something in that gaze of yours has this sort of coldness in it. This coldness that scares me (yes, I used 'scares' instead of 'scared' because it still scares me till today); stared me down to strips of fear, with a little insult. Hmm, I don't know the exact reason beyond this perception of mine, but yeah, that's true..

Hee.
I guess I won't get to see this anymore now :D

"You're here, you're eyes are looking into mine, so make me fly"

Logan Lerman ♥

Percy Jackson & The Lightning Thief

By its reputed title, I was dense enough to believe that it was kiddish mess. Really, I did. The scale of book quests that I'd actually accomplished rounds up the fatuousness in me than the ostensible classic whom I depict.

I might have the itch for the entire MPH, but authentically, I have the least urge to complete even one of those paper compilations. I'm the type who goes for shortcuts. In other words, movies.


Looking from the perception of an addict, Logan Lerman wins way loftily than he did in my mind comparison. The boldness, the pride, the ego completes reality's longing for perfection. He simply did it, in that flawless, speechless sort of arrogance. Perhaps it's Percy Jackson whom I'm directing all these magnified extracts to, who knows.

Being an enamored teenager, Logan Lerman is an official deal. The casts were none to criticize at, at all. Luke's brilliant, Rover was quite on the passing confine, Percy was just ravished at. And for once, I have every yes there is to the reputed pair..

Settling in the angle of an influenced fan of Greek mythology, my sight was enthralled by the diversity of every little elements. The amazement; Of such deprived knowledge I have to the vast of facts freshly debunked. I am so stoked, literally.

Judging by profundity discernment, Greek mythology evoked enough memories to pull my heart down deep. YC is a huge fan of myths, and being a great fan of YC, I'm pretty much of a fan too, by name..

Discursively, Medussa had a spell on me. A sudden one. To be mentioned in the next Superstar Series..


It's an awesome combo, the cast, the production, the entire story line.

"I definitely have strong feelings for you, I just haven't decided if they're positive or negative"

Superstar Series: #12

Somehow I was dreaming again today, like how i would get lost in a daze staring at a single spot. Through a day's routine, it's not surprising at all.

I thought of last Monday.
The way you shed those tears, listening to my story. I was taken by such surprise. I didn't expect it at all. I thought I would just tell you what happened, all that I had to put through just to make it on that day. Yes, slight intentions of making you feel touched, BUT not thaaaaat much.

WOW.
I was, um, speechless.. I really can't believe it.

EDITED. (17:49)

This further reminds me of the last day of your presence in school. The first time I saw tears in your eyes. I remember I purposely brought tissue :p

But yeah, I remember that day. And there's this contradictory feeling right now. I'm happy in a way that reality is painted this way, but there's something which saps me low, when I think of that day, which I will then think of the emptiness of the corridors.

Then again, like I once said, in one of the previous posts, I'm glad things are this way now. Hmm, I'm such a twisted mess.

"and now I know, how far you'd go.."

14th FEB.

Chinese new year just contain the least amount of hyp this year, merging with another special occasion, dwindling the love. It's either cny being over-cared of or valentine's being neglected..

I love valentine's, the lavish amount of love in the air. Literally.. But with cny sharing the rush, red just resembles anger.. Hmm. I don't know, the ang-ness of cny seems too radiated.

I'm currently seated on my swirly chair with my legs rested on the bed and listening to some muffled Chinese song from the teevee. Hungry, waiting for dad to return with KFC :D

Happy valentine's day darlings.
Happy chinese new year all,
And happy birthday, big bro..

:P

Superstar Series: #11

Usually when I go out with adults who, by apparent features, look like my mum, but isn't, the question, "Your daughter ah?" will sure be a part of a conversation if we run into someone unfamiliar.

AND, normally, when I'm out with MT, she would always jokingly answer YES.

So when someone shot that question the other day, I was expecting pretty similar of an answer, but yours was obviously different. You answered just to the point, which felt a liiiitle like 'on the face' to me.

Just a little, don't worry.
Not substantial enough for tears, or those HUGE disappointments that I'd related. Haha.


Then in your message later, you said something which corresponds to the previous scenario. Get me? ...which is just the prefect heal :)

WOW.

"kau terlalu istimewa, kasih dan sayangmu terpancar, seikhlas.."

Superstar Series: #10

WOW. I'm typing post #10. Being the slothful blogger I am, it's like a considerable number already :) But being the compulsive writer I was, it's an awfully tardy speed.

Lame-ness rocks :D

you ; me
(at the same time)
*hugs* *high5*
*high5* *hugs*
*hugs* *high5*
(then..)
eh, high 5 la.
*high5*
*HUGS* (probably the warmest yet)


Actually, why were we even high-5-ing?
HAHAHAHA.

"let me share, this whole new world with you.."

Superstar Series: #9

OH YESH.
I only slept for four hours on Monday.
I was too excited.
Woke up in the middle of the night at 4 :D
Check twitter and facebook.
Proven :)

Superstar Series: #8

"You make me cry, make me smile, make me feel the love is true"

As naturally as I would dredge my mind for emblematic quotes or phrases to represent our story, I had it shot right out of its confines! It's a congenital ability, which in other words mean, I'm born this way :D

I think the above phrases have every little message and love that I would like to express :)

When I first heard this song, this line right above, I thought it should resemble a love story gone bad. But after all that I went through, I perceived the hidden drift. Tears does not lead to stale endings ALL THE TIME :D

My case is a great example already :)


Whether I'm giving or given, I love surprises :D
Thank you so much for simply making my day wonderful :)
Probably the best that I'd have for the entire month since you were gone, really.



Oh by the way, I noticed something. Well, I'm not surprised if you did not. Perhaps it's the eccentricity I have, haha :D

The same song played in the radio when you gave me a lift the last time, and yesterday :D I don't know the name of the song, and I can't recall the tune. Do you remember?

"it must have been the way, today was a fairytale"

Sunday joy :)

Being stuck at home after a short yet apparently heavy outstation trip with tonnes of homework in mind and other onligatories, I feel guilty.. Not to mention handy the handy blogging convinience and the karangan berpandu homework just where my hand lies..

Guitar tour is such a glue! I charged my phone about twice already today, and it's just 12. Not good..

Despite downloading games and other cool applications, I did, mark my words, DID complete most of my homework. What's left are to be neglected to rot to death. Sometime when there's the marking need, I shall revive it :D

Imagine my joy, forensics are over! And I can get editorial stuff done. Like finally..

Righto! Tomorrow's a big day :) I'm so stoked.

I wish I'm there for you..

The vast expectations you have on me expands my dream, telling my competency is unlimited. A bound is nothing in life. I rise for you told me I should, and I felt so after the assurance.

Despite that, I hate to know that I can't fulfill all that you had placed on me, the hopes and the wishes to see me shine as the top. I have no comment in this at all, for my response will cue the same way as it always has.


It's nice to feel that you really do appreciated my presence. Now that I'm not always around, it makes things more solid fo us in fact. We love each other more.. Imagine my contentment when I you said you miss me too :D

Truthfully, I don't hate this as much as I used to..
I'm appreciating it now :)

"I used to be a damsel in distress, you pick me up at 6, today was a fairytale"

You Mean A Lot To Me..

The case seem too elaborated. I have assured myself untold times that I'm relentlessly NOT in a drama series. Perhaps I'd matured, and aged numerically, life seems just so different. Tears can't illustrate the precise words in my heart, and the uneasy sentiment over it has since been thrown off the edge.

I incessantly searched the core of my mind for an answer, to a stone-age question. Why did I wish to grow up so badly when I was a kid?
And now, I don't even know..

Perhaps it's only me being ingested alive by the contrition of the situation we're in. I'm pretty sure you're still inhaling every breathe like fragrant. I'm not, because my sensory cells fail when I'm around you, I can't even distinguish oxygen.

You've characterize your role like this all this while, and very transparently, I was the one who moved along your way. I didnt care being criticized down to a cent or less, I didnt mind taking all the sarcasm and hints that you think I'm way below you. I cared for all that we'd been through, I gained a higher EQ, just for your sake.

Perhaps our bond grew, and my mind did too as we sailed on, but I feel like I can't take it anymore. Releasing the anger deep beyond that smile of mine would just evoke such a blaze in your heart that I wish I'm the one who's going through the excruciation here.

I don't want to hurt anyone. But sketching a self image this way would make me a self-sadist. And I just feel like rupturing any moment.

Being the half-hearted self I am now, I can't even look into you in your eyes when I speak to you. Every word from you seem to annoy me, because I can't take it anymore. And I don't want to be the mean one in your perception, so I hide. I lam out of all those meeting junctions, and I'd rather not talk to you..

I'm afraid of this, really..

I feel the guilt because I'm hiding away from you. I feel the guilt because I'm not entirely truthful when I'm with you. I want to hate you. I can, I feel so too, at some points. But I can't do it. I just CAN'T.


Can you please, PLEASE, understand my situation?
Do you even know who you are? If you do, just forget about double-checking, I wouldn't know how to do this anyway.

But yeah, I miss the old times..

"take me back when our world was one block wide"