(Wednesday, June 01, 2005)
penny tagged me but i stole this from lynnzter's site. for absolutely ambigious reasons which i myself do not really understand.
Total volume of music files on my computer: roughly about 15G-18G. every drive in my pc has some. hell, yeah, i don't know how much exactly.
The last CD I bought: it was supposed to be COLDPLAY's X & Y album, but they don't have it. what the hell they mean they don't have it? do they have bennasi's album? NO! do they have marvin gaye's ALBUM? NO! embarassing they should be, tower record (according to Yoda) so, it's some chillout album i bought last two weeks from rock corner 1Utama. yes the force is strong with rock corner.
Song playing right now: Zero 7's Destiny.
Five songs I listen to a lot, or that mean a lot to me: 1. Live's Turn My Head. I can't forget you, but I can't remember that line of lyric says it all. ever seen somebody so beautiful you had such a hard time remembering them but yet at the same time, you can't remember how they look like?
2. Verve Pipe's Freshmen. For the life of me I cannot remember, what made us think that we were wise and we'd never compromise, for the life of me I cannot believe, we'd ever die for these sins, we were merely freshmen the lyric also. but i've been listening to this song for 3-4 years and without knowing the lyric at all.
3. Explosion in the Sky's Yasmin the Light. the guitar work, the drum work, just beautiful. the song is just one long strectched moment. the punch takes away my breath feels exactly like watching the goal of the season over and over again for 7 minutes. nontheless, it's suffocates with unexplained melacholy emotions punches throughout the song.
4. Smashing Pumpkins' 1979. Classic. i qoute a true smashing pumpkins fan that went to their last concert "our fathers had beatles and led zepplin, we had our smashing pumpkins" i could never agree more.
5. Andain - Beautiful Things No one's calling for me at the door and unpredictable won't bother anymore and silently gets harder to ignore look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see what's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me just let it go, what now can never be
Five people to whom i'm passing the baton: Isobel 2pm Joyce Ted Jenifur Alicia Ooi Jenny aka Elljay
10:45 PM
that fucking traitor
liEw, 18 and since 2002, 270lbs, 5ft, brazilian chinese russian icelander hybrid, black eyes, short black hair, racist, antisocial, semi-alcoholic, ignorant, exhales profanity, black-poetry fanatic
