The sky is red, I don't understand,
past midnight I still see the land.
People are sayin' the woman is damned,
she makes you burn with a wave of her hand.
The city's ablaze, the town's on fire.
The woman's flames are reaching higher.
We were fools, we called her liar.
All I hear is "Burn!"

I didn't believe she was devil sperm.
She said, "Curse you all, you'll never learn!
When I leave there's no return."
The people laughed till she said, "Burn!"
Warning came, no one cared.
Earth was shakin', we stood and stared.
When it came no one was spared.
Still I hear "Burn!"

You know we had no time,
we could not even try.
You know we had no time.

You know we had no time,
we could not even try.
You know we had no time.

The sky is red, I don't understand,
past midnight I still see the land.
People are sayin' the woman is damned,
she makes you burn with a wave of her hand.
Warning came, no one cared.
Earth was shakin, we stood and stared.
When it came no one was spared.
Still I hear "Burn!"


:: Burn - deep purple


WWOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOO! haha wat a fun song!

haahhahahahaha i'm having so much fun thinking up names for our band. ahhaha. the zacs have the most hilarious name ideas. cheam directed me to this site.. lagi best haha: http://www.bandnamemaker.com

and he also showed me some youtube link tt showed how to use the vocaliser pedal or something like tt. ahha i never knew these things existed! he suggested getting one cos we got no backing vocals. but i plan to convince terence and/or marcus to do backing. otherwise they should all share the cost of buying me a pedal for our next gig. muahahah. i'm on a roll. i wanna list down all the names we've come up with so far but not now, not till we've actually chosen one. HEHE.

:: Gold 90fm at daddy's hse.

lapster is screwing me over again. as it was restarting, i just had an epiphany. well ok, it's not that dramatic but i just realised that maybe the reason dylan refused to pick up the ph was not tt he was scared i'd be angry but tt he hated hearing me cry. he hated seeing or hearing me cry cos it hurt him. and it hurt him even more knowing tt he made me cry. it always made him angry with himself.
all this shouldn't matter anymore. but it does anyway. oh well.
i want to move on. and i am. lets go!

:: Human - the killers (on mtv)

i havent bought or made anyone anything for xmas. my laziness has gotten the better of me and i know this is not good. next yr will be different and next yr will be better, yes? i haven't stopped reeling from the year. i don't even know how to describe it yet.

got bored and did a random test:

Your Inner Color is Blue

Your Personality: Your natural warmth and intuition nurtures those around you. You are accepting and always follow your heart. You in Love: Relationships are your top priority, and this includes love. You are most happy when you are serious with someone. Your Career: You need to help others in your job to feel satisfied. You would be a great nurse, psychologist, or counselor.

What's Your Inner Color?

i gave in and looked at his msn nickname. i don't know wat i was expecting when i did it; i guess i was hoping he was sick of her already or didn't manage to save enough to go to kk. but i'm a fool- cos dylan gets what dylan wants. i guess it still stings.

i've applied for a couple more jobs and one or two volunteer things. the whole teaching assistant thing has left me thinking maybe it's not gonna work out. i don't think it's a waste leaving it as it is now instead of trying again to get through to them. cos maybe it's a sign i've something more important out there waiting for me. i just wanna do something useful, you know?

my throat is feeling tons better today thanks to danzen the miracle orange pill. being sick has cost me several outings and a jamming session. i'm glad to be getting better. staying at home doing squat wouldn't actually be so bad if it helps me learn more bout myself but i'm not sure i know more right now than i did several weeks ago. i'm lazyindulgentlazyindulgentlazylazylazy- tt i know all too well already.

i'm not in love, no no.

ok this whole retirement things just sucks ass. i'm bored out of my wits. i think it actually wouldn't be so bad if i wasn't sick. then at least i could go out jamming on the weekends and spend the weekdays checkin out gigs, going for a walky walk to keep the blood moving in my system.. instead of planting my ass on the couch the whole day and have mummy nag at me cos she secretly thinks i'm a bum.

plus, i think i have tonsilitis.

but- life has been worse than this yes? ok i'm trying to be optimistic. i'm getting fucking annoyed with all this stupid job searching and having my celta application disappear on the way to the british council... job searching should be fun. i love filling in forms. cept when i have to do the same form twice. i hate having to call people up. i dont like it and i have no explanation. i guess i don't owe anyone one but er ya.

had grand plans to get out of the hse to go check out the band auditions at b&j but mummy is making me go for penitential service with zehzeh at 9pm. TSK. RGH. and the parents aren't going. why? cos they got married outside of the church. why? cos both of them were previously divorced and the church doesn't condone remarriage. why? cos the pple who make up these rules have never been married so wat the fuck do they know bout choosing wrong partners. mehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

:: Too Cool To Fall in Love - jill sobule

i am currently feeling just a little bit crappy (as opposed to not feeling crappy at all). i conclude this is because i haven't found any use for myself. when i feel useful, i feel wanted. who doesn't want to feel wanted. la la la.

if i don't write down my agendas, by the follwing day, i'll forget wat i did today. and to me, this is a tragedy. zac asked me wat i'd been up to and i realised i wasn't sure and so i'll start being more diligent in writing dwn the ins and outs of my days, until i get a proper life.

since i've emerged from the nest of lies tt i'd been sleeping in for the past year, i've found blatantly honest pple extremely refreshing. which is why i'm happy i met zac. probably one of the most interesting pple i've met in life. and watever/whoever makes me laugh right now is good.

recovery has been seemingly speedy but ovulation seems to have made me regress. been emoa bit again. but some reminiscing was good- yesterday at times bkshp i was looking at a bunch of dictionaries and phrasebooks. i picked up the chinese phrasebook and suddenly i remembered the day at the hostel when dylan and i were trying to read the chinese phrasebook tt was sitting on the shelf. he had tried to read the phrase tt meant do you have condoms or something like tt, and it was hilarious also because i didn't fucking understand a single word haha.. tt was so much fun. i stood at times and laughed to myself. i have no regrets.


being in the band took up most of last week. it's spposed to make me feel good (i assume) but being around more and more music industry pple has made me feel sadder bout myself. i'm not shit but i feel extremely inadequate. no social capital but worse still, little more musical competence than a halfpast six choirgirl. feels like shit but i guess we ahve to start somewhere. i'm desperately on the lookout for someone patient enough to teach me more. i need a bit of direction.

i have to get down to getting this whole driving thing done too. blurgh. i need a job.

loving duffy right now. so much.

:: Oh Boy - duffy




mcdonalds gig tmr. pls make it go good. please make it go good.