why am i so obsessed with..

iphones?
i want one toooo.
seems like evryone has it, and no!!!, i'm not waiting for my birthday o whatsoever.
:(

Radio, Play My Favourite Song

You got a fast car
But is it fast enough so we can fly away
We gotta make a decision
We leave tonight or live and die this way
- Fast Car, Tracy Chapman -

I never conquered,
rarely came16 just held such better days,
days when I still felt alive.
- Adam's Song, Blink 182 -

When the day is long and the night,
The night is yours alone
When you're sure you've had enough of this life,
Well hang on.
- Everybody Hurts, REM -

born to be wild/ the kind of dancer i am.

I am a dancer

No shoes,

no dress,

no spotlight or stage

No colour,

no creed,

nor restriction on age

No jury,

no training,

no cheers,

no leeers

I dance as i feel - no limits,

no fears

I dance in the grass with the wind in my hair

I dance on the pavement -

gray, cold and bare

I dance in the rain and the heat of the sun

I dance when i feel i can no longer run

It's my release, my light and escape

So i dance and i dance till my bare feet break

Then i smile, get up, and dance a while more

For with dance my tomorrows, will be better, i'm sure

A dancer

I am and a dancer

I'll beEven if my dancing is only for me...

:)

i dont have a title for the random post.

it's a tuesday.11.53 am. and just 12 efing days away from trials.
suppose to be doing my perdagangan just when i realised i still have my sej form 4 to go.
i cant think of a reason to stop except for the fact that i rather sleep.

this post has all the potential of being my last one of this month and maybe the next.
i have to stay away though i reli enjoy it.

this are the moments u just want to be 16 again.

just some random pics while i was bored past two days.

just when i meant it the most, u thought i was lying.

is there in kuala lumpur...

...a clean,
good place
with great music(70s, 80s, rock n roll),
where you can dance the night away?

And Since I'm In My Moods Again...

I want to go somewhere. Take a drive, watch the streetlights glitter on trees, maybe scream at the stars while I'm at it.

I want to be at a concert. Feel the electric air and the mass hypnosis of magic chords, wondering how alive my thoughts are.

I want to get soaked in the rain. Taste a lover's lips, shiver in the cold, perhaps jump in a puddle or two for the sake of it.

I want to sit outside in hazy darkness. Chocolate ice-cream in bowls and arguments about God, while the midnight DJ mumbles his cues.

I want milo ais.