Prom The Musical

Many of you might have known how I spent my Sunday last week thanks to Mel. (: Yes, we made a last minute decision to watch a musical and that's one decision I'll never regret.

Prom the Musical

You know, the musical totally exceeded my expectations. No offence but I've got little confidence in Malaysian theater and movies. Shows like Ampang Hospital and cicakman totally tainted my views in Malaysian movies but no worries, the cast and crew of prom the musical certainly convinced me that there's still hope. (:

It was refreshing seeing Ian play the shy guy as he's always seem so confident in everything to me and boy, can he sing! Too bad he wont sing for us again. >< *Mel asked* Leena's pretty and she sort of reminded me of Lenna. You know, Leena, Lenna. Haha. But but but! My three favourite characters would be Jill, Jacky and the emo dude! OMG. I love the Emo dude. And guess who I saw there? Junhsien and Jerrard! Haha. Wasn't Jerrard the one who said:

"I will never watch a musical. It's so gay with guys dancing around singing happy songs"

People do change, eh?

One of my favourite numbers of the show:

Tell Him

Tell him that the sun and moon rise in his eyes
If only you knew who you are
You'd be shocked.

Just Fart. (:

“I don’t really know much about being married, but there’s one thing that seems like a no-brainer: you have to fart in front of each other. Not just once, either. You need to fart over and over again until you know that the fact of a fart won’t be a deal-breaker. Cause it’s gonna happen sometime. Better now than a few years down the line. Just saying. Fart.” --Alex

LOL. I love Alex.

In Your Face!

IN YOUR FACE YOU BLACK WOMAN.

I've got nothing against black people. Just this woman.
Let me be childish please?

So. You commented on my draft report that there was 'plagarism detected'. But guess what? There was 0% plagarism detected via the two softwares you combined! HAHA.

Ok. Back to chemistry.
Alkanes, alkenes, alcohol, aldehyde, ketone, carboxylic acid, amines, esters, amides, proteins, triglycerides, carbohydrates.
11 subtopics, 1 text book, 4 sets of notes, 3 tutorials, 1 summary, 1 sasta guide and 1 night. Lets begin.

I hope it rains again.
(:

Change

Change. We don't like it. We fear it, but we can't stop it from coming. We either adapt to change or we get left behind. It hurts to grow, anybody who tells you it doesn't is lying, but here's the truth sometimes the more things change the more they stay the same. And sometimes, oh, sometimes change is good. Sometimes change is everything. 

Messing up. 

It's what makes a person. 

It's how we learn, 

where we find joy.

 And the things you don't plan for 

are things you never see coming. 

All Over Again

One week came and go so quickly
I regret not spending more time with you.
A big red bird came today
and waited patiently outside
as we said our goodbyes and hugged and kissed
and then
it took my sister away.


and the countdown begins all over again
and I have to adapt all over again
and the emotions will run all over again
and I'll probably cry all over again
and I'll miss you all over again


The eagle has taken off

even daddy who has dry eye teared
why didn't I?
perhaps
it's the ego
I love you
I really do.

life

Denial. It's not just a river in Egypt, it's a freakin' ocean. So how do you keep from drowning

Life isn't a spectator's sport

It's like candy

but with blood

which is so much nicer

I like that

It's A Good Thing

People have scars

in all sorts of unexpected places,

like secret road maps

of their personal histories,

diagrams of all their old wounds.

Most of our old wounds heal,

leaving nothing behind but a scar,

but some of them don't.

Some wounds we carry with us everywhere

and even though the cuts long gone,

the pain still lingers.

What's worse,

new wounds which are so horribly painful or

old wounds that should've healed years ago and never did.

Maybe our old wounds teach us something,

they remind us where we've been

and what we've overcome,

they teach us lessons about what to avoid in the future.

That's what we like to think,

but that's not the way it is, is it?

Somethings you just have to learn over and over and over again.

But maybe that's the point.

All the pain and the fear and the crap.

Maybe going through all that

is what keeps us moving forward.

It's what pushes us.

Maybe we have to get a little messed up.

Before we can step up.

Being dark and twisty is not a flaw
It's a strength.