In the bitter end, I'm still the clown, because no one can hear me scream.

Ehhh...nvm, no title

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Now Playing: with my pocket guitar in my iPhone XD
Mood: Put your hands up for KL, I love that city!!!!

Last weekend hasn't gone so well, As if I've been struck in my own cell.
Bitches and bastards show no sympathy, I let out my inner cry of agony.
The wheel that proves that psi exist, Hath been broken to pieces of six.
Rage and violence consumes over me, Targeting my brother the anger from me.
Not only me but my mother, the boss, Because of our actions, she became so cross.
Childish acts from people like who? Revenge because there's nothing better to do.
This soul is still searching in the dark, When will I find the king of my heart?
The last stanza was cheesy enough, Should be more like artist of wrath.
Impatience for the trip to Sumatra, I hope the days haven't stretched too far.
I have ran out of words today, Stay tuned again for another day.

darkness resumes

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Now Playing: with her mind
Mood: dark

This darkness continues to take over this body. Though her spine and head starts to ache, this pain, so soothing...maybe I should kill someone tomorrow. Three cheers for sweet revenge they say. Oh, how I love hatred and pain - my only way to show affection. Because every mourn of despair feeds my satisfaction. We'll see how thick skin a person can get when darkness wins. Set my victim ablaze, that ought to teach people not to mess with noir (French for dark/black) Welcome to my twisted circus. Watch me. Watch how I shall treat your brain as a fiddle, get mesmerised with the dancing fire. All to fill my desires, of hearing endless suffering.

Doesn't rhyme but I don't care, I'll strip my victims off till they're bare.
Tell you not to mess with fire, but you point to me and say I'm a liar.
Light n love is not easy to conquer, I don't think I can hold it any longer.
"Violence is not the way to solve", why do you even want to involve?
Poetry is a form of expression, diseases and syndromes are a mere digression.
Attention seeking just to gather a few, this group will then begin something new.
Cirque du Noir, Fallen City, these people will strike like electricity.
Life is just like a videogame, learn new skills all for you to gain.
TB, TK, whatever it is, these are the things you don't wanna miss.
Darkness is right now retreating, I feel like it's a form of relieving.
Other than metal, other than poems, now I feel like playing glow worms.
Or I can start to pack my things, when in Sumatra I'll be missing nothing.
Either that or a bit of PK, that's better than memorizing the KKK.
Fry screaming or a form art, the best way to escape when "Things Fall Apart".
Logarithms, reciprocals, and parabolas, teacher may be fun but I feel like screaming "AAAH!"
I know this poem has a bit of quirk, don't flame on this you big ol' jerk.

Anyone interested in making a metalcore band? I'll be the vocalist (that's pretty much what I can do anyways, maybe a bit of keyboards? Check one of my previous posts and there's a piano interpretation of Apologise by One Republic) As said many times before, or maybe not, just visit my youtube account and there's proof I am a good fry screamer (nvr meant to brag) I won't be that active until at least a year and a half (if IB isnt a burden. But if it is, then make that 3 years) but I feel like I really wanna be in a band part time because I really have that passion for metalcore. Something different than talking abt sex and romance all the time and its so straightforward. But yea, this isnt a job application script so I'll stop here.

ps: When I say make a band, I mean we do it seriously. Like recording and producing albums.

darkness rising

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Now Playing: what to play....I noe, FIRE
Mood: pissed

this dark side that I possess over this body...is angry, you won't like what I'll be doing now, coz it involves hypocrisy...or rather hippocracy, heh.

I mean, seriously, if a person has a belief of their own, let it be...let it slide...unless you want bad things happening to you then point and laugh...and this background is so unlike what I am. But what to do to show you're using an iPhone?

And I most likely forgotten something important from friendster.....
the joy of blood.....muahahahahaha

psycho.......kinetic.....overdose.........sugar........

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Now Playing: Ian The Little * Brother Show
Mood: SUGER HIGH

LOL I don't think I can type oproperly right now coz yeah, I AM SUGaR HIGH!

*reality check* shit, 5 more minutes tilll I have to go....but anyways, procrastination syux coz....I didn't do:

1. homework
2. studies for history
3. vocal covers
4. artwqrk (but it happens all the time LOLO)
5. videos of my bro XD'

And I'm also hallucinationg a lot lately, like like...uh....nvm, will come to this when I remember TO HIGH LIAOo XDXDXD signing off as a drunkard, no, sugarard LOLMFAO

Yet another first day of school

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Now Playing: I can't blast the school's amp.
Mood: Stressed

Using school's comp here. And What did I do during the holidays? ACT STUPID AND CAMWHORE!!! XD

Not really at first, just a shot of my current room
Normal me (I think)
Prep me LOL (I hate this btw)
Emo me (2nd fave)
Gothic Lolita-sh me (In case you guys are blind [just blame my iPhone, there's laces on my tank top, also my fave shot)
NERD!!!! LOLMFAO (embarrasing as well :p) In case you guys are wondering, I also tucked in my shirt LOLOLOLOLOL
The "damsel in distress?" or trying to lan cute again huh? *smacks self*

Yeah, that's all I have in this post. Also I've been sugar high throughout the holidays coz I got nth better to do.

Hinthint: metal lovers MUST visit my Youtube account

Random Quotes that popped out of my head through memories

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Now Playing: Shadow of the day - Linkin Park
Mood: random mind with random stupidity

So I'm just gonna post quotes here since I can't post pics here with my iPhone.

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Alan: Amanda... *while touching my cheeks*
Me: WAI!*goes to defensive position*
Kar Keat: Keep your hands off my girl!!
Me: WALAO!! *even more defensive*

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Me: *strangling Yeong Wei*
YW: hello dear. Getting used to her strangling here.
-later-
Lee Zen (who was the dear YW was referring to): Can I sit here? Don strangle me arh.

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Me n Chi Qin: *whilst "drunk" and singing* You're my Angel~~*then sways to music drunk-like*

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Alex: Wait, so your house is, you turn left at the traffic light rite? (or sth among those lines)
Me: ._.???
Jordan: Dun listen to him lar, he damn blur.
(then argument starts here, bla bla noob guitarist noob bassist yadda)

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Me: *half asleep half awake*
Menon: Is that a guy?
Girls: No, it's the new girl Amanda lah.

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Qasyaff: *crane pose*
Me: *crane pose*
Qasyaff: Go get your own pose..

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Me: I got poked by my own safety pin!
Mervyn: GOOD!
Me: Shit you! *starts whacking Mervyn*

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Me: *talking about Cassandra bla bla bla*
Melissa: *kepohs*
Me: why are you kepohing?
Melissa: you said Cassandra's name :p
Sorry girls, I can't really remember witty lines from you guys but I'll update this when it hits me.

Bloody hell I hate this tupid fucking internet in which it doesn't get my vids uploaded to youtube fuck. And this computer also doesn't let me upload photos to blogger fuckinf fuck man. SHIT