Designer: sweetcandiiez
Inspirations: XX
Cursor: X
Hosts: XXX
Words: Arashi - Everything
Date : 25 June 2009
Time : 2:42 AM
Title : The sun doesn't shine brightly for all of us.
And thus, my day starts with calling Yunjing back on the phone, after having seen her left me approx. 3 smses and 1-2 missed calls. Hmm, hair cut. Sure.
The hair cut puts me in a dilemma. Should I cut my hair, and then dye my hair, or dye my hair for gala dinnerwhile it's long, and then cut it short? I don't know if the gala dinner is worth my long and absolutely stunning and luxurious hair(I joke) and my mom's money, but I do want to graduate with style. This is so very confusing.
It isn't fair that while having Riverlife church THAT NEAR our school, we still don't get another week of holiday off. It's not fair, and there the fucking school is telling us, "Oh, we wouldn't have block-booking due to the H1N1 virus." What hypocrites we have in school.
But, yeah. I've still yet to receive the confirmation letter, but after 4 years in that school, nothing that is utter nonsense surprises me anymore, because, to be honest, that school is an absolute holed-up bullshit. I don't even want to know anymore.
Besides this crap, I have to deal with an AWESOMELY AMAZINGTASTIC crack or two on my now-not-beautiful-at-all Kei, and it just so happened on a certain INOO KEI's birthday. Such fuckery it is, I am not going to wish him anything whatsoever, even if it is belated.
So you can imagine the degree of pathetic(ness) I've sunk into these past few days as I try to watch Arashi's bus party with only 1/6 of the screen available to cheer me up, but even that doesn't help much, although I must agree, it must be the best crack video that has ever been invented. Love those boys to death. Nino is a fucking genius.
So now, I'm here, listening to Kitto Daijoubu(SRSLY, don't ask.), ignoring my history pile that is just inches from my left arm while using using my brother's really really fucked up CPU. It has to be the slowest piece of shit ever. The only good thing is that it loads youtube videos really quickly. It's a wonder, still, why it takes 5 billion years to load my f-list.
On a happier note. Wait, there isn't anything that is worth being happy about lately, unless you can count me getting my new ear piece? OH. 8D
kendofrantthxbb.
P.S. Ctrl+V-ed the post from my LJ, so that's why there're some JE here and there. It's not my fault I'm lazy. BUT I DID ADD IN BITS OF THIS AND THAT.
Can't believe my dad bought such an ugly cake for my mother's birthday! Sheesh. I mean, GREEN CHERRIES?!
It's like, green cherries, with a shitload of whipped cream. I hate whipped cream, but I'm betting the cake is going to be chocolate, so I'm not going to complain. I'll dump all the cream to my brother who loves whipped cream.
But the worse thing is, there is not even one strawberry.
Date : 16 June 2009
Time : 5:57 PM
Title : Stars were greenified.
Went out with Ying Hui and Madeline today! Hehe, it's been too long since we last met. Missed them to bits. It was kind of awkward at first, but YH has always been YH. Quiet, but friendly. And Madeline, same old same old.
OH AND SHE SHAVED HER ARMS HAHAHAHAHHAHA. Just realised.
I KNOW, I know I said I would post any JE, J-pop relevant stuff in my livejournal, but I would really, really want to share this with all of you.
Isn't he perfect?
And get a hold of the translated lyrics too(technically my headers) :
You're always like that. When you're sulking You hide the things that are important to me. It's the same place as always, So today I'll go there first and wait for you.
The seasons bring the evening sunlight The shadows find me and stretch toward me...
You look at me with a surprised face Then you suddenly purse your lips and turn to look outside. When I say "I'm sorry" And "Then come over here" Hey, look, look Our shadows are overlapping...
Our umbrellas bump together so I can't walk straight. You're watching me like this and laughing.
I'll show you that I can do it too. I can purse my lips the same way...
Your gentle smile This time, this space They're so important to me That I could start to cry. I'm pursing my lips on purpose... Without waiting for a response to my apology I softly kissed you...
From now on, if you want to say selfish things, You can if you want. But only to me.
Because it's aggravating Because it's not honest Why can't you say it? I love you. Just those three words? I want to hear it now and then. Today is the day you and I Put our family names together. The day our love bloomed.
la... la... la...
The rainbow is beautiful. No, you're the beautiful one... For starting to look embarrassed, Thank you. Thank you.
I know the part where it goes: "Today is the day you and I put our family names together" sounds really weird, but WHO CARES.
AND, on another note, I feel a little jealous of twitter. I mean, I knew about twitter for a long long time. Seems like I always get hook on things when they're at their beginnings or lowest point of popularity. Like facebook and twitter. It's okay because it makes me feel updated, far ahead of everyone. But when the thing is really famous, I get so uninterested I barely notice it anymore. It also makes me feel kind of retarded, because people get so into the thing, and when I try to follow suit, it doesn't happen, you know.
Because I get bored really, really easily. I know nothing makes sense. It's okay.
My longest fandom, J-pop, has never been respected much among my friends because, well. I don't really know too. I know the boys in my school think Japanese guys "are a bunch of fucking gays who are into plastic surgery with hella small dicks", but I bet your pardon. Who says YOUR dicks are huge? I bet these Japanese dudes had managed to shag more girls compared to how you would have in your whole lifetime. Sizes don't manner in the world of sex and love, much.
I say much like it's a good thing.
Anyway, just think. Would you think THIS dude: WOULD HAVE A TINY STICK?! *fuckinghotstuffshoomg*
A news caster at it. Hurray for ARASICK(always make me giggle. ARASICK. /sniggers).
There are times where I truly feel loved, and those times only happen in my dreams, although half the people I dream of do not even know of my existance. I feel good, and appreciative that because they, at least in my mind, care.
I know you guys care too. That's why I'm letting you play with my umbrellas and spunky ball game.
