“..Last Saturday was awesome even though James kept shaking my seat like hell and all Rona could do was giggle bout it but still it was an amazing night, Chepi played like a rockstar. I enjoyed the company of Rona; if she wasn’t there I'd be alone the whole time. I like the way Chepi strummed the guitar, it was so professional. She made a good comeback for 'Zombie', just in case you were wondering she was playing lead. All the songs Chepi played were good and she did well [Congrats!! again Chepi]. I also liked the way the lead guitarist played 'Sweet Child o’ Mine' and the way the other girl sang 'Zombie' and 'Sweet Child Of Mine'. Me and Rona agreed the guy wearing the red cap and with a scarf around him sang pretty badly but overall the concert was good. At the end of the show we all went vain with Chepi and also got high well cause Chepi did such a good job. Then I got hugged to death by Aneesah, guess my best friend misses me a lot [I hope you become a rockstar Chels].”
-Kevin E.; Seriousness & Randomness

Chepi. Cheps. To think that I haven’t grown out of that pet name, I’m not in the 6th grade anymore! I blame you Rona. Hahaha, kidding. You though, aren’t allowed to call me that. Yes, you.

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Vitasoy. A mixture of steroids & melamine.
-Jonathan

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“Why does the sun have to set on this perfect day?”
-Patrick Star


And so it was. The concert was, yes, very much at the center of epicality. Saturday night, 22nd November was one of the awesomest nights ever. And the saddest, much as well. If you didn’t make it, take the shame then, it was a blast. The whole show was frigging awesome & I didn’t really mess it up at all and everyone else was bloody amazing, pardon the vulgarity. (Except the sound tech guy, he didn’t do his job right. The friggin’ guitars were louder than the vocalists, I could barely hear them at times >< And SOMEONE didn’t turn off the heavy distortion off the guitar during the mellow songs! Mellow songs.)

Everyone rocked on stage, okay, so maybe not everyone, Rona’s convinced the little kids were a little lost on stage. But everything else, everyone else deserves an encore. And the Broadway bit was great, minus the off-tune parts here and there, but all the opera-ing and Vitas-like vocalizing was fuggen’ good.

Besides the necessity of a little more melioration here and there, Saturday night’s show was AWESOME. Hell yeah. It was epic. Highlight of the end of the year, most definitely, for me I mean. I won’t ever forget that night.

Although, I can’t believe what we’ve rehearsed for, for more than a couple of months, is now over. Like, wow. It hasn’t sunk in that much yet. It’s like, that’s it? I mean, yeah it was amazing but...it seemed too soon to be over already.

And oh God, everyone else I’ve met, I miss them like hell already. And it’s only been 2 days =.= I guess I’ve just gotten so used to seeing them every day at rehearsals, all the fun and all the memories. All the silly little things we laughed over, all the mellow moments, the awkward ones, all the junk food I am now inevitably sick of (I’ll never look at chips the same way again), and all the awesome new faces.

I don’t wanna sound cliché but you do get it. Because of this concert, I met people, different, entirely different & amusing people (not to mention too-gifted people as well, honestly, seems everyone at Neo knows how to play at the least three instruments, AND sing, I am so out of place). People I would definitely remember for life. The past week till Saturday night, the friends I’ve made, I’ll never forget.

The scenes backstage were definitely not the kind of thing you’d expect just before a concert’s about to begin. The guys were playing Chinese poker, betting money at one point, the girls were jamming on New York, gummy sharks were being passed around (by yours truly), air-conditioned rooms were fought over and dressing room doors opened much to the embarrassment of almost-naked guys whose dignity and pride are covered only by a lousy pair of boxers. I reckon they should try LOCKING the door =.= Haha. Though some were just a tad bit tense, everyone else was cool.

Oh, and I wanna thank Qawi, Izwan, your cousin (I forgot her name, please don’t hate me), Aikks, Josh, Kev and Rona for coming. I can honestly say that the people sitting around you guys would never want to sit next to you again. Hahaha, you guys were awesome as well, thanks for all the support. I just got my taste of fame, I blame you. Seriously, these guys, were frigging screaming my name like mad everytime I came on stage.

I’d go on, and suddenly I’d hear someone screaming “Chelsea!! CHELSAYYYYY!!!!!” and it is just madly touching, I feel like Obama now. Okay, hard to relate, well he DOES have a lot of supporters and I’m pretty sure people screamed his name when he came on stage. Hahahaha, AND they wrote my name all over the covers of the concert magazines, and held it in the air. I feel loved. Thanks you guys, couldn’t have made it without your support. *coughcough*

Haha, people were going to me saying, “Dude, did you see those banners with your name on them? Wow, and those people were screaming your name!” Haha. Loved, yep, definitely loved. Thanks a lot fellas!

Saturday was indeed an amazing night, and oh, how I wish that that day didn’t have to end. Right after the show, I had everyone sign off my shirt, with an awfully memorable scene while at it, and Neesah gave us each a rose. Classic, innit? Love ya Neesah! You were amazing as well, though you did look a lot like Victoria from New Moon. Hahahaha :D

After the concert, Rona, Aikks & Kev crashed at my place for a bit and Rona slept over. Just like everytime I slept over at her place, I didn’t get any sleep at all. Probably because my system was still filled with the blood rush from an *cough* epic scene backstage, from last night. I blame [insert name here] :pp Oh, and of course the adrenaline also still filled my gut, I was pretty high on Friday and Saturday night and couldn’t stop jumping about and blinding everyone with Nina’s camera flash during rehearsals.

Speaking of hyperactivity and incessant running around, there was this one kid who ran into the huge wooden door backstage and sort of split his forehead in half :S NOT THE WHOLE THING, DAMMIT, the skin sort of split and all and there was blood all over the frigging threshold. Bloody hell man (no pun intended). God, I hope he’s alright now, don’t want his parents, I think his name was Job, don’t want Job’s parents suing the Amphitheatre, or worse yet, the school. Nahhh.

Ah, the memories of that night, the ones that don’t include having your forehead fragmented in two, were awfully wonderful.

All the same, I can’t tell you how I wish the concert didn’t have to be over. I’m pretty much looking forward to the next shindig we’re gonna have together. I love you guys to death, you rock :D

Um, when I say ‘you guys’, you oughta know I’m referring to the lot of you from the concert. I owe you guys a lot for everything, death to separation! Hugs and misses.

(Just so you know, this was my sort of like, debut concert as a musician, before then all I did was sing and I wasn’t very good at it either. So thanks to everyone, and I do mean EVERYONE involved, it was a pleasure, a high-ride the whole time. Oh, and of course, my mates who made it, you guys made me feel so awesome, thanks a lot for the love & support!! You’ve no idea how much I appreciate it! And when I do get famous someday, you can go around saying, “Yeah, I’ve been to her first major concert.” Go crazy. Love ya.)

Labels: concerts, good times, music, people

The Show Must Go On. Oh But, Can’t We Have Still Have Rehearsals After?

Chuaneee 21-Nov-08 11:32 PM
My mom said she’s gonna make sandwiches and muffins for tomorrow. PS Calvin, still bring your snacks and Nina, it’s non-halal, do you mind?

Chels 21-Nov-08 11:35 PM
You’re so weird =.= As long as they’re ain’t any pork in it, Nina should be fine. Haha, Alright, see you tomorrow Chuan. PS Thanks a LOT for the credit :D:D:D

Chuaneee 21-Nov-08 11:40 PM
Haha. Don’t mention it. Pork sandwiches and pork muffins? DUSGUSTING.


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Joeeey 22-Nov-2008 12:10 AM
Haha sure I’ll wait. Yea, I’m anxious as well. Tomorrow is such a big day, yet a sad day for me as well.. As I’ll miss ALL of you guys a lot. Especially this group of ours.

Chels 22-Nov-2008 12:12 AM
I know right ;( I feel so sad! >< Gahh! Well, exchange numbers and emails :D Keep in touch of course! I’M SO GONNA MISS EVERYONE :(

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Chuaneee 20-Nov-08 3:24 PM
Hey Chels, I bought Ruffles for you tonight. Haha, can you buys marshmallows?

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Neesahhh 20-Nov-08 6:33 PM
Chelsea, Chelsea, where art thou Chelsea?

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Neena 22-Nov-08 11:26 AM
I’m not sure if I can make it at 2. I’ll text you, cause I’m doing my hair next to the mall XD PS. Chuan is tall and evil at the same time ><

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Honestly. With these guys, I just wanna have rehearsals & practice over and over.

This is it fellas. The concert’s on tonight at 7:30. I’m so psyched. It’s sure as hell gonna be a big night yet a sad one, ending on a melancholy note. Dang it. I’m gonna miss everyone, EVERYONE. It’s just so sad, that after tonight, we won’t be seeing each other much after that. Especially my new found friends, we’re like a family.

It’s amazing how this concert’s brought us together, Neesah, Nina, Haylie, Chuan, Calvin & of course, Joey (Quack). Hahaha. We’re like a family, like I said. There’s Neesah, awesome singer (she can go opera) and friend, she’s actually the vocalist for Kev’s band. Nina, the heavy metal girl, and goodness, all she can think about if food. Mmm. Food. And Chuan & Calvin, bloody nice fellas, Chuan even gave me $20 bucks worth of credit FOR FREE, can’t get enough of their one-liners, funny without even trying. There’s also Haylie, Chuan’s cousin, she’s a pianist. And Joeey! He’s like 19 and seems to act as the designated driver and takes us anywhere (mostly for food, I swear), he’s one AWESOME singer, he can friggin’ go Vitas man, and sadly, he’s leaving for Australia, college I guess ;( Things would’nt be the same without anyone of them.

Not to mention EVERYONE else I met during the concert. The JIS girls: Ching, really awesome girl, Yaz, so far the most talented guitarist I’ve met, she kinda topped Mina. Heh, sorry. She’s a frucking fatality on the guitar (you’ll see her play in Sweet Child o’ Mine, she officially plays Slash, I’m doing Izzy). There’s Camille, one of Neo’s unique female drummers and Ling, who’s like the Nicholle of JIS. HAHA. She’s nice :)

Basically, most of the new people I’ve met are from JIS. There’s Idrous, awesome fella, sings like mad, you can go up to him for help in relationships, loads of experience from his past boyfriends, yes, boyfriends :S There’s Aaron, effing great drummer. He always makes me feel queasy just standing there. HAHAHA. Nahh, I know this dude even before the whole Neoclassic thing and I honestly have NO idea why. It’s driving me mad trying to find out how I know him! I sound deranged.

There’s Veenia, you people should see this kid, she’s like 12 and her vocal skills are AMAZAZING. There’s Mikaela, she’s 6 and kicks ass at drums. Speaking of drummers, there’s this one kid, Amalie I think, she drums as well and she’s 7. I call her the Devil Child. She spat her tuna sandwich all over me, and apologized after I strangled her. >< But we’re cool now, she’s been uber nice to me after the whole why-did-you-puke-your-food-all-over-me-for-heaven’s-sake epidode.

There are a LOT more people and these are just a few of the awesomest people there. Everyone is talented beyond words and simply amazing.

It’s definitely bittersweet, in every sense of the word. All the laughter, food, puke. Hahaha. Man, I think I’m gonna cry. I just can’t expect anyone to comprehend how awesome these past few days have been, especially rehearsals at the Amphitheatre. All the things we got into, yeah, I really think I’m gonna cry. This concert’s brought us all together and I can’t find a way to express how awesome everything has been with these guys. And it’s not fair that we all got close only at the last few rehearsals and it’s all gonna end tonight. I tell you, these guys, you’ll never find another bunch like them. They’re awesome. Hell yeah, they’re that awesome.

And I can’t even begin to retell all the scenes we had on stage, offstage and especially, BACKSTAGE. All the things we laughed at, you know how it is when you find an awesome group of mates you can totally relate to and you guys share all these more-than-just-funny instants. Really, I can’t write all those scenes down because there are just too many (and besides, I might make less amusing than it sounded firsthand). But these guys, these awesome new friends of mine, everyone I’ve met, are simply the best. Period. They are awesome and I love them to pieces. We’re family now.

Not to mention, they’re all musicians; singers, guitarists, drummers, pianists, bassists, violinists, clarinettists alike. It’s amazing how music dragged us all together. These mates, these friends I’ve found, I’m sure as hell gonna remember them for life (I’m trying to sound mellow, apparently, it’s not working right).

Without everyone else, rehearsals would be a thousand times lonely and boring. You can say I look forward to practice entirely because of them. Oh and they’re practically the reason I’m so sick of junk food right now. For the last week, all I ever ate for dinner was Ruffles, Pringles, Cheetos, Doritos, marshmallows in chocolate syrup, chocolate syrup, gummy worms, iced tea, Dad’s Root Beer, Coke, chicken balls & nuggets and of course, Subway cookies & muffins fresh from Missouri. Or was it Florida? Well it’s basically all junk food, everything else that makes you fat. =.= Not that it’s a problem for me, high metabolism rate and all but yeah, I won’t be surprised if everyone else has gained at least a couple of pounds after the whole shindig. God, I love these guys.

Definitely. We’ve gone so far for things to end, so I’m certainly, 100% surely not gonna let it stop there. Well. I’m so betting I’m gonna break down tonight, after the curtains close. So anyway, the concert would be on tonight, at 7:30 PM at the Amphitheatre (don’t ask me either where or which, we only have ONE in this entire country, at least, I think so). You’ll see me playing in Sweet Child O’ Mine, My Girl, The Beatles & The Carpenters Medley, Breathless and Zombie. Not necessarily in that order. Tickets are for 20 bucks for adults and 10 for students/kids. You can get ‘em at Amphitheatre itself, right before the concert. Oh, and it’s free seating, so like, if you wanna get a good seat, get your asses there earlier.

So. Here’s to hoping tonight would be on the centre stage of epicality. Okay, so that’s not really a word, I just made it up to sound more...epic. Haha. It’s gonna be one of the best nights. Ever.

Labels: concerts, music, myself, people, personal things

Well. Cheese flavoured Ruffles. Good enough.

I just got back from rehearsals about three hours ago and it was semi-epic. Haha. We had a mini party on the school’s stairs. There was Coke and Ruffles and Lays, gummy worms and marshmallows, muffins and chicken nuggets! Well the paper does say “students are advised to bring food & water”, we just decided to bring junk food and plastic cups.

Regrettably though, the Coke finished up quicker than I could get a second drink. Because Aneesah just had to spill it all out of her nose. Or mouth. Either which. Hahahahaha. You shoulda seen that though, it was raining Coke. Well, on my spot anyway. :D She sorta kinda laughed while drinking Coke (with pieces of Ruffles mixed in it) and Joack (this really cool dude who sings) was telling a joke and yeah. You know how milk spills outta people’s noses? This is kinda like the same thing. Only NON-DAIRY. *shudders. Peace Aneesah :DD

And I met this really cool and interesting dude (I think he’s gay though, so no weird ideas yeah). He does a great Cockney accent and complains about how the boys around here are...quiet. Can’t blame him though. Haha. So anyway, today’s rehearsal was fun, better than the other times. Oh. And I’ve just established my Most Dangerous Guitarist Alive status, and my reputation is growing. I hit another person on the head. ><

Joel suggests we jam since he plays the drums fast enough for the sticks to fly off from his hands and stab someone. We shall be epic. Whoohooo. *does headbang*

So today’s our last major rehearsal and tomorrow we’re heading off to the Amphitheatre itself. (I still need a ride there and Honey suggests I hitch a ride with her but annoyingly, I’ve no idea what time I’m supposed to show up at Neo which is why I am here, waiting, waiting, waiting for her to get online and tell me. Oh, I’d love to text her, but remember the economic downfall we’re currently experiencing? Yeah, she’s out of credit as well. Oh my little problems.)

I can’t believe the concert’s in 4 days. It’s one of those how-in-heaven’s-name-did-time-get-lost-so-fast moments—she’s online, HALLE-FREAKING-LUJAH!!

So anyway, it makes me all gooey and sad that the concert’s up real soon. I mean, yeah, I am excited and whatever but it’s the fact that I won’t be seeing my new found buddies after the concert and the thought of it all makes me—alright. I’m not gonna make you guys read this right now. I’ll right about it some other time, ‘cause for now, I am hitting the sack. Or hay. Goodness, whatever. Sleeping is my point. It’s 11 for heaven’s sake. Go to sleep. ><

Sleep well.

Labels: hilarious, music, Neo, people, personal things, rehearsals

I’m off to rehearsals in a bit; I just noticed I’ve never really talked about rehearsals which have been going on for about a couple of months now. Well yeah, I love having rehearsals, not exactly for the same reason you do. Sometimes it’s hell and other times it’s paradise.

It’s hell at times when like I totally suck and embarrass the hell out of myself while playing. Oh, and did I mention my inept ability to incapacitate anyone who comes within a ten mile radius of me when I’m holding my guitar? Yeah. I’m extremely, ridiculously, unbelievably dangerous with a guitar. I hit anything and everything that’s within my reach.

I think I’ve just left a scratch mark on the school’s grand piano. Oh, not to mention that one time where I literally whacked my teacher’s dad on the head full on? If he gets like concussion or a fracture or something on his skull, it’s my bad. Bad times, bad times. Honestly speaking, all joking aside, please stay away from me, at least 20 feet back from me when I’m playing, unless you want to be sent to the ER or something. I’m not exaggerating; I hit a lot of things, living and non-living alike. I’m just terribly clumsy I suppose.

But anyway, I’m trying to be meticulously careful while playing :D No need to be alarmed.

Is it just me or does everyone in this country have less than $3 of credit? Is there something I’m missing? Did DST go out of business or something that no one can get credit anymore? Honestly, I’ve just about asked practically everyone and they all seem to have “a measly dollar and 20-something left”. Amazing.

Are we having an economic downfall or something? Goodness, what the hell just happened?

Labels: money, people, random

“We all love Rona.”
-Paths

How can we not, I ask you?




Meet Ronalyn Ann Florence Perez. Crap, is Florence her middle name? I honestly have no idea, over the years I’ve got used to reading it as merely Ronalyn Ann F. Perez. Wow, I’m not even done with the first sentence and I’ve messed up this birthday greeting already, I suck. But let us not let us make this about me. We have all other entries for me, me, me. This post is especially dedicated to Rona, my bestest childhood buddy in the entire universe (bestest ain’t even a word).



You know how like everyone’s got that friend they’ve been friends with since like you both were in Osh Kosh overalls? That little childhood friend, whom you’ve watched grow up and all? Someone who’s been there longer than any other friend you can remember, someone practically a family. Someone who’s closer to you more than anyone else, someone you spill everything to, someone you turn to—yeah, I suppose you get the picture.



Well, Rona, she’s that someone to me. One of God's awesomest gifts ever, life would sure be different without knowing her. But anyway, yeah, Rona’s my bestfriend, childhood mate, soul sister whatever whatever. All those.

And today’s her birthday :D I just wanna tell you how special & important she is to me, she’s been there through just about every bit of my life. She’s awesome, unique and different, great in more ways than can be comprehended. And when I say different, boy do I mean different. :D



If I had a list of awesomest & special friends, Rona would be at the top, #1, hands down. She’s that special (shoot, haven’t they got another word for special, don’t wanna use it a third time) to me. Very important indeed, and not just because she’s filthy rich, but because I can’t replace her. Duh. Even a moron can figure that out. Someone I can rely on, someone I can turn to. Someone I’d gladly throw myself in front of a bullet for, or less dramatically, force myself to go to prom for. Haha.

She was always unique, headstrong and of course, really, really, really pretty. Like you have no idea. The female Adonis. It gets amusing seeing all those guys get turn down all the time, it’s like they never learn. *laughs maniacally* She’s amazing too when she’s not drilling your head, trying to convince you with her theory of the little people, sort of like the Keebler elf, controlling our mind. Kidding Rona.



To sum it up, Rona is the Patrick to my Spongebob. Get it? Those two are inseparable despite massive differences. Except maybe, Rona isn’t as moronic as Patrick. Or like, the Donald to my Mickey Mouse. Haha, there, we’re comparable to those two. The Brooke Davis to my Peyton Sawyer. The Joe Trohman to my Patrick Stump. Yeah, you get the picture. Haha.



So Rona, I’m pretty sure you’re reading this, though I’ve never really told you before how significant you are in my life, you are. You are one in a million dude! So thank you for pretty much everything, and here’s to hoping we die together. Oh crap, NOT IN THAT WAY. I meant in metaphorically. Haha, I’m bad at this aren’t I? Well anyway, Happy 15th Birthday, and I love you bestfriend.



God bless you throughout your entire life, and I would gladly take you to church AGAIN anytime soon (it’s a long story). Peace.




Ps. My apologies for the photos, I don’t have a lot of good photos with her and about most of these are just about the ones who luckily had her in it. I wish I could just crop everyone else, especially myself, out. Hey, at least I tried, hope you like it Rona :)

Labels: birthdays, Rona

Adjective: away u’wey

1. Not present, having left.


It’s amusing that some people still don’t understand the concept of the “away” status in MSN. Or the “busy” sign either. Despite me clearly stating that I’m “away”, people still stubbornly talk to me. Don’t get me wrong, I suppose it should feel good that people want to talk to me yet it gets annoying that they would still bother even though it’s obvious that I can’t reply.

So please, don’t go around blaming me if I don’t reply, leave a message, just don’t expect anything in return, I’d always love to hear from anyone. Unless of course I despise you or something.

I mean, honestly, the very purpose of the “away” & “busy” sign is to show you that I am in fact AWAY or BUSY. It’s like locking your door, obviously saying that you don’t want to be bothered. Yet, someone will willingly bang on it, demanding you open. *sigh. Some people. Tsktsk. I don’t mind if it’s rather urgent, I’ll open to that but it’s all down to this: When my status shows away, I really do mean it.

Labels: MSN, personal things, random

I’ve just come to realize that whenever something epic & memorable happens, I never want to write it all down in detail in order to retell it to others. It’s like, you weren’t there, and that’s it, too bad. As is this case. I’ve just spent the weekend at Rona’s house (which has endless supplies of junk food and never-ending sources of entertainment, I swear) for her pre-birthday thing and it was epic. We went swimming with Aikks, Danice & Eunice. Watched a horror movie after (which is really pointless & futile for me to watch, I spent 95% of the movie cowering behind Joe and the cushions) & yeah. It was epic. Period.

Especially Saturday, hanging out with Mickko, Kiko, Janno, Josh & Des. That was the awesomest weekend. You know I could live with spending every single weekend like this for the rest of my entire life. I don’t mind. That’s how awesome it was. I’m not gonna say anymore ‘cause I suck at retelling. Yeah. It was awesome.

Labels: good times, hanging out, sleepovers

It’s 6 minutes to 6 am in Bruville and I don’t know what else to do. I tried sleeping at around 2, but due to reasons I have yet to find out, I couldn’t. Maybe it was the manic paranoia. Crazy horror movie! Or maybe it was Joseph again. *shrugs.

I just spent about 3 hours literally tossing and turning in the duvet while Rona oh-so-happily sleeps away. :/ Lucky kid, she took some medicine and it made her drowsy so yeah. Not pills you idiot. She’s sick. I think. So I got incredibly thirsty at about 4 am and I debated whether or not to wake Rona up cause I’m pretty freaked about going downstairs alone. You know. It’s dark. And the Boogeyman’s there :S

Thank God, Rona woke up at about 5 and I got my apple juice. Originally of course, I wanted Coke (she has an endless supply of Coke here, actually ALL sorts of junk food, AND she has Ben & Jerry’s ice cream which I didn’t know they actually had here, sad isn’t it?), but I didn’t wanna burn my stomach with sudden bouts of acid or anything—am I boring you? I think I am. I’ll keep quiet now.

So Aikks, Danice & Eunice were over here earlier for Rona’s pre-birthday celebration thing. We just lazed around in the pool and ate. Yeah. Good times.

Labels: Rona, sleepovers

“..This feeling is lonely, tearing me slowly, hits me so deep, it cuts my bone. Fills my heart, burns me up for way too long. I lie awake because I’m scared.”
-Quietdrive

01:41 AM
I am. I’m lying awake, thinking quietly in the confines of my bestfriend’s four poster bed. Nothing can explain the feeling I’m trying to suppress right at this moment and the song softly filling my head suits the mood. I’m not depressed, I’m merely sad. And Quietdrive depicts it well (thank you Paths).

01:46 AM
I’m not only sad though, I have to say I’m immensely happy, I’m grateful for the bigger things in my life. There are just a few things I can’t express and it nags at my insides. I’m keeping you clueless aren’t I? It’s just that...life isn’t fair. It’s not.

01:49 AM
It’s not the side effect of the cocaine; I’m thinking it must be love. Ah, Fall Out Boy. Thank God for bands like Quietdrive & FOB. At least I can turn to them when there’s no one else to be verbose yet sullen and morose around with.

01:53 AM
It’s really strong. The nagging emotion of just trying to not. Not. It’s impossible not to. To break your own heart...I mean. Dude.

01:54 AM
Oh just screw it all, I am human and there’s nothing I can do about this. Just go along with it, hold the charade and let it pass by, don’t forget wave. For heaven’s sake, it must be just a weird phase that everyone goes through. Nope. I doubt it, I’m repeating myself and nobody’s in my situation so far said.

01:57 AM
That’s it. Just let it go. Let. It. Go. You can do it Chels. You are Chelsea right, you can do anything! Now shut yourself up in your everything-but-possible dreams. It’s freaking 2 in the morning, half the world is tucked away into the safe solace of sleep and you might as well do.

01:59 AM
Okay, Wannabe by The Spice Girls just came on. Wow. Well it did make me smile (: Go Spice Girls (I never knew they were British). So anyway, it’s exactly a couple of hours past Cinderella’s deadline and I should go sleep away the depression. No wait, this isn’t depression. It’s the freaking Spice Girls. GO TO SLEEP ALREADY CHELSEA!

2:02 AM
*yawn*

2:03 AM
Do you wanna be my lover? Haha. They just asked me that. Oh right. Sleep.

2:05 AM
*snore. NOT.

Labels: myself, personal things

“Last night, I knew what to say but you weren’t there to hear it. These lines so well rehearsed, tongue-tied and overloaded, you’ll never notice.”
-The Academy Is...

I did again. I did it AGAIN. When will I ever learn not to let chances pass? When? I swear. How many times do we have to go through to this routine until I learn from it? It’s terribly frustrating and you have no idea. I have to go with it every single time, I’ll just sit there and not do anything and look how much agony that has caused. To sit in anxiety, along with frenzied palpitations, just unknowingly and unwittingly letting the opportunity pass by without reluctance. Tell me, do you see that?

8 or so days will pass till it happens again. Well, I won’t let it. Not this time.

Labels: music, myself, people, personal things

I’ve found something productive to do for 2 whole months and I bet no one else have thought of this. Then again, not everyone around here is a total geek like myself. So anyway, no, I’m not trying to invent something that will change the course of humanity or anything majorly major.

I’m going to preoccupy myself with exponentially elaborating my vocabulary as well as grammatical skills infinitesimally. Translation: I’m learning loads more of deep new English words. That will keep me busy this winter. Not that we have winter or any other fun-induced season here, living near the Equator and all, but yeah. By the time school opens, I’ll be next Shakespeare. Only female, with hair and minus the misogynistic nature. I’m doing it again, aren’t I?

I’m pretty bummed that you, my dear readers will all run off, kicking and screaming seeing as you guys can’t understand a word I’m saying. Tims is right, I shouldn’t over do it. Haha, anyway, yeah. I’m gonna look up some more intricate words.

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Man. Edward Cullen is so...well, I have no words for him. The first thing I heard today when I got online was a harassed interrogation from someone demanding to know who Edward Cullen was. Haha, I think his girlfriend and her girlfriends are hooked on Edward. Who can blame them though? Edward Cullen. He is...I’m speechless. I sure am glad that he doesn’t exist in the real dynamic world. If he did then every single female on this planet will be all over him, I won’t even get chance. Pity the rest of the guys.

Mmmm..Edward. It's amazing how the book never mentions the word "hot" at all. Not even once. It's sophisticated then, 'cause Edward is more than hot. He's.....yeah, you know what I mean.

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Obama has won! WHOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! The first Afro-American President ever! Goodbye abortion, goodbye condoms, goodbye Democrats, goodbye dotty old Sarah Palin getting prank called by Canadians! So long and goodnight.

Today is a new day. Obama is gonna change things. Everything. Okay, hopefully not everything, but the bad things. To good things. Well yeah, I don’t live in any of the 50 states, but this affects me a lot. And it’s amazing to see lots of people nicknames online adorned with well wishing to Obama. Hail the new guy!

I feel like watching Head of State now.

Labels: holidauys, myself, Obama, personal things, political issues, USA

The afternoon after last day of exams Aikks & I headed off the mall with a few buddies namely Ells, Richelle & Siff, Justin, Ben (Ells’ twin, like for real) and for a short period; Zat & Andy. Good times, good times. I’m too much of a bum to lay down the day’s events for ya, so I’m just putting up photos since Ella is dying to get em. Haha. For full account on the day, see Ella.





[Homer Simpson style] Mmmmm...chicken rice.



“I’m not hiding anything under this flab!” –Aikks
We stole Ella’s hairbrush. I’m not really sure what happened to it now and if she ever noticed. Oh well.



Ells & I. Love Not War, if it’s readable, on my shirt.







‘Cause we ride: hijacking the kiddy rides.



Nuts! Semi-literally.



See how everything’s all clear and his feet are a blur? Haha, Justin’s fast, wicked fast. You know him? He’s like the friggin’ Alpha and Omega of DDR! Haha, well besides Zat of course. They are freaking awesome at the darn thing, AND they’re guys. You should see them move. Whoo.



This was epic. We took photos beside Wall.E right and then like, a split second after that, on Aikko’s side, Wall.E’s arm tore off and we realized and ran off like mad into the cinema going, “Aikks, what have you done?!”. Good times.





Elevator scenes.




Aikks & I at the bookstore. Practically my most favorite place in the whole of the mall.




Featuring A Spot of Bother & I Love You But I’m Not In Love With You. Funny titles eh?

So that’s about, there are loads more but these are the only ones which came out alright. Cheers.

Labels: Aikks, Ells, good times, hanging out, Justin, photographs, Richelle

“..PMB’s over...Let’s do it again!”
-Isaac (douchebag!)


I can hardly believe it though, that PMB’s finally over. All the whatnot we’ve been put through for 3 years has no use for us now. Whoooohoooooo. Hence the burning of the notes. Well, I changed my mind, decided not to go burning anything for two reasons:


01. It’s a waste of paper (I’m all for saving Mother Nature).
02. I don’t wanna be part of the reason the friggin’ North Pole’s melting.

So I was thinking I’d just give my notes off to some year 8 kid or something. Yeah. So PMB’s done. And nope, it still has not sunk in. But you know what the hardest part of the exam was? It wasn’t the essays or the Q.E.D. Math problems. The hardest part is sitting still on a stone-hard wooden chair for more than hour with nothing to do but wait for the end of the exam. Yeah. That was the hardest bloody part of it all.

I mean if I CAN’T SIT STILL FOR MORE THAN A COUPLE OF MINUTES, what more 2 hours?! I’d go mad. Seriously. And the chairs? Come on, give me a break, my ass hurts like everytime I get out of the friggin’ hall. Honestly. Who can stand sitting on those for 120 minutes?!

And I’d be bored out of my skull doing absolutely nothing. I pretty much end up vandalizing my exam papers with my doodles and one-liners and all. Yeah, hope they give me a plus mark for the drawings, you know like, “Artist’s Creativity Bonus” or something. Haha. I wish. I was so struck by boredom too that I actually counted the number of tiles on the classroom floor.


[talking, after the History exam]

Chels: 954.
Aikks: What?
Chels: 954.
Aikks: What’s that?
Chels: 954. There are 954 tiles on the floor I’m in.
Aikks: [puts on an incredulous expression]


Yessum, I am happy, happy, happy that the exams are over and I don’t have to endure sitting quietly anymore. Now we’ve all got a new challenge: what to do with a 61 day holiday.

Mmhmmm. I know, we’ve all been so psyched for the holidays and all and now it’s here staring at us and we don’t know what to do with it. Well some of us don’t. Others are going off to some distant country for a holiday while some of us have yet to figure what to do for 8 weeks of free time.

Well, there are loads of things going on on weekends, so that’s covered. I’m spending this weekend at Rona’s for her pre-birthday celebration thing (she’s buried in school work this month, I never knew JIS overworks their kids), swimming, horror movies, pizza, the likes. I can’t wait.

I have rehearsals for the upcoming concert on Thursday & Saturday nights and I’m gonna spend just about every weekend with my buddies at the mall or something. I’m still trying to get a fulltime job now to fill up the weekdays.

So things looked forward to this month:

01. Rona’s sleepover.
02. Danice’s birthday thing. (I’m not really sure about this)
03. Rehearsals (I don’t wanna sound like a total douche or something but I do love rehearsing)
04. This Thursday (For reasons I decline to put down *griiins*)
05. The weekends.
06. The concert on the 22nd.
07. Graduation Day. Whoooohoooo.
08. St George’s prom thing
09. And loads of other things.

I suggest taking up a course to learn something this holiday. So I’m gonna take some time these months to be more the next Joe Trohman. By the end of 2008, you’ll see me with awesome riffs galore up my sleeve. I hope. Haha ;]


A few photographs from the last day of exams:





Aikks & I.



Aikks, Marla & myself.




Ice Cream Junkies Inc.



Shan, Me & Kev.

Labels: exams, myself, photographs, school