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Sunday, June 29, 2008 !@#$% 8:33 PM
had awesome tuition just now. I actually had fun. surprisesurprise. I just found out something. which has nothing of importance but!!! Tero left! I just found out Tero left! and Jukka's kids are bleedingly cute. and I want to buy Tuna Pancakes tomorrow. uh huh. oh, I have a new story that I'm working on. deff gonna be up on mibba. oh, I knew it, it was gonna rain! awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww I just read something uberly heartwarming luhh. fuckiing sweet pea, the man. totally mine. mine. mine. currently not making sense? watch if I care. fuck this shit. I've nothing more to say. and Nothing Else Matters, fuckfuckfuck! does it rock so much. oh, and Eric from the Little Mermaid IS a prince!
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Saturday, June 28, 2008 !@#$% 7:45 PM
just got back from Cik Fauziah's house. is it sad that I'm scared of cats? I mean, really. I dunnoe why really, I just don't like them. cept of course if they're lions or jaguars. but like, normal cats, I unnoe. it's like Tuomas(the lion) vs Yin Xiao(the norm cat). urgh, duhh, Tuomas wins. of course, he rocks nightfishies. I didn't update yesterday because. Because I was so effing tired. went for dinner at Airport with my parents. then walked around for like... three hours. bahh. and I thought McD's coffee could keep me awake. I was asleep in the car already! so went straight to bed with inspiration. dreamt good too. not good to the fact that I hated Tuomas in my dream. stupid, isn't it? no, not stupid because I have rockstar dreams. but stupid because I hate Tuomas! lol lol lol class is gonna resume next week. but I have a fund raising thing at St. Pat's. won't be going, I guess. mehh. ohh, and siti, thanks for the a7x pic. and also the valo-holding-on-to-knickers pic. XD I can't believe you didn't check! even though it is sexy. never mind. and I STILL have Valo/Slash hair! fuck it, suckers!
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Thursday, June 26, 2008 !@#$% 6:56 PM
quite an awesome day, save the terrible headache. I felt like an axe was ripping through my skin. practically slept during math. Ms Teh was going on and on about our math paper. science proved interesting for god knows what reason. I think I'm liking it more this term. Mr Poh has improved. he also learnt to laugh. had english in the library. was grouped the IPW group. sadly, I'm the leader. I have Sing Hao, Khairiyah, Chanida and Ben Peh as members. really sad, isn't it? I'm going to be misserable. then I slept through History. for the first time. Ms Cher was in an uberly bad mood, was set off tons of times by the norm. but we like her when she's angry. she's funny when she's angry. and on the way out of math, Mr Rezal came out of his homeroom wearing this ridiculously huge olden days glasses. made us crack up like hell. but really, he should stick to those. it looks awesome on him. cause he's odd. doodled tons of stuff on my palm again. I took pictures of it with Siti's phone. I think my memory space isn't enough. and it's 2GB! also had envi club today. didn't do much. lagged during newspaper collecting with Sudiana, Faizah and Bryan while the Sec ones did the dirty job. we so totally have to clean up the store, it's a mess! urgh. went to KFC with the dudetes next. Zhahirin took off early. then got this multiplus headache so headed home with Faizah and Sudiana. on the way back, saw Haider and company. Sharul's brother is totally hothotheat! urgh, changed a whole lot, I tell ya. damn. that's it. planning uploading the photos we took just now. tweak them a bit. the link's gonna be the same as yesterday's. I'm gonna put it up on the links list. urggh. and I'm getting my Valo and A7X tomorrow. whoresomeness. The 9th Circle is sexxsexxsexx! oh and, Happy 14th Zakiah! I love and miss you and hartts you a lot! <3
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Wednesday, June 25, 2008 !@#$% 5:03 PM
getting used to this. school's great to us currently. and we're enjoying wednesday's 4 period. awesomeness, right? we used to have to to stay till three. but I bet the timetable's gonna change. most deffinitely. anyways, as a form of enjoying our free-before three time, we went to Mcs. typical, huh? me, Siti, Zhahirin, Sudiana and Faizah. then we went to the library, the rest discussed band stuff while I read about Myths. awesome book. today, the day with no homework. thank you god. currently well, not to the extent of actually hating him because I only know him for two days. I want back home. to Ms Tengku Nurhuda's class. because it rocks. why they had to separate us in the first place is still in question. and fuckfuckfuck! we've been camwhoring for the past few days now. enjoying our own faces too much? lol. photos will be up on my photobucket account. link will be stated later on.  image creds to Lei. and wherever she got it from. updateupdateupdate!;- pictures uploaded. more edits will be up later. |
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Tuesday, June 24, 2008 !@#$% 6:12 PM
had a fun day overall in school. crapped with the usual suspects, as always. introduced to new teachers and all that shit. we had free period for music. cam-whored with nazirah's sponge. it's cutesome. and awesome. =) we thought there wasn't remedial so we stayed. then OKH told us there was. stupid Terence. half decided to chabot. me and Jane decided to stay. then Zhahirin and Sudiana stayed too. went to lion's class afterwards and he told us that there was no class. we also saw OKH and nerd crew walking away. fuck them lah. wtshit sehh. wrong information mat tao sial. next time, it's just better to not ask lah, can? trouble people only. so went around Bedok with hirin, sudiana and bryan afterwards. ate at KFC. then there were four sexualy oriented people who were sitting beside us and I kept starring. what? waste of sperms okay! -as said by Lei, that is. one of em had red spandex on. lol. okay, too much info. anyway. school starts at nine tomorrow(thank god!) so will probably do shit till night. I'm weird cause I love school.  |
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Monday, June 23, 2008 !@#$% 3:34 PM
I just realized that I have to do a to-do list just like Rhi's. prioritise, prioritise, prioritise. so, first things first. I have to; 1) 2) complete my science worksheet- dued, Friday. 3) bring the-
-tomorrow. 4) read my history components beforehand. I need to buck up. Unimportant stuff 1) upload the pictures we took just now onto friendster. shiznicks, thanks Ms Tan for that awesome chocolate and bubblegum. you rocks ass. editeditedit!; fucking frustrated. had an earful from my parents because of my hair. oh, for fuck's sake, I didn't dye it orange, right? get a life!
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Sunday, June 22, 2008 !@#$% 9:14 PM
are we related? cause if we aren't then can I marry him? omfg, hothotheatt. damn it. waste of sperms lahh. if we weren't related, just think of the possibilities. and NO, I'm NOT talking about my cousin. or Qamarul. so fuck off. second post, I have no life. talking to Mirah. her baby is dued god knows when. I don't even think she knows. anyways, best of luck to her and azri apek. the potato mash man! he's addicted to the mash for god knows what reason.
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!@#$% 11:51 AM
I never thought this would happen. so yeah, wow. proved that I can't trust you. ever. I trusted you with this. you misused it. how could you? you used it against her. really, you were one of my best friends. you were. now I just feel like forming an alliance with the other three to bash you up. trust me, we so so so so so want to bash you up now. I misjudged you. badly. I thought you were nice, trusty, all that. god, I didn't know you had these intentions. even if you didn't, you did what you did. and it's not forgivable. lost it, man. fucking lost it with me. no prayer can ease the pain- especially hers. fuck you and your goddamned life. |
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Saturday, June 21, 2008 !@#$% 8:05 PM
rock&roll I just saw a TV add for Wendy's on TV 3 just now. two things that made me lugh was; 1) It's Wendy's. In Malaysia. wtff?!, and 2)Avenged Sevenfold's Almost Easy is based on a Wendy's commercial. yeah, the whole, I'm-jumping-into-a-deathbat-hole thing is based on a Wendy's commercial. lol-ed so bad. a day until school starts. I still haven't finished my homework. I spent the whole day(well, maybe half of it) going on youtube and watching Full House(the american series) and laughing my ass off. well, watching that and I stumbled on some Tokio Hotel videos and thought it was pretty rad. Now I think I'm a fag all of a sudden. just because I think Tom and Bill Kaulitz are hot. ew. and I realized something; no matter how much I like Tuomas Holopainen or Jukka Mikkonen or Jonne Aaron or Jay Slammer, my favourite band is still HIM. Valo's voice is just enticing. That and the fact that Tuomas doesn't sing. and as much as it pains me to say this, Jukka Mikkonen can't sing. hah, I was kindda shocked when they said Sir Christus did a cover of Lost In America. I went to hear it and yes, it was addictive but I second what he says about him not singing. I'd rather listen to Ville or Tuomas or Marco singing something gay. Or Daniel. I haven't heard from his in ages and it's summer break already.
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Friday, June 20, 2008 !@#$% 11:13 PM
went to pick up mum again today. weekly routine. I get bored. for a change, we ate at Delifrance, had smoked duck. it was bleeding delicious. I craved duck meat, okay. dad had steak and mum had theat chowder thing inside the bread. discussed about tons of things with my parents. which was quite fun. then went shopping with mum. went to Nature's Farm to get my honey. honey works on sore throats. I ahven't had tonsilitis since I started taking honey. I used to get tonsils every month but so far, I haven't had them. went to Gramaphone to go search for Dark Passion Play. had to borrow 10 bucks from mum. It's actually quite cheap. well, quite. it was $19. 95. which is cheap. compared to the albums in Borders. I went to Borders to check it out and it was 24 dollars ++. I couldn't get it in Malaysia for god knows what reason. the only Finnish artist that I found was The Rasmus. and that costs 40 Ringgit. I actually thought of buying their album but then I didn't. anyways. went to Cold Storage, hot hot counter guy that selled cake. I swear. Each time I go to Cold Storage Parkway Parade, there'll be a different guy mending the counters, and all of them, hothotheat! went to Giant to get uhh. things. then headed to Watsons and Old Chang Kee. and the Kebab guy was hot too. I know, too many hot people. went home at ten, missed like... 20 minutes of Supernatural. Sam died but was revived. bleahhs. okay. I know the ending to Supernatural 3. Do I rock or do I rock? I was doing up my hair and I was kindda styling it and I realised, "My hair does look like Valo in his Wicked Game days." not blowing my own horn or anything but it really does. pure awesomeness. now I'm gonna go eat that curry puff and drink Soya bean. yum. oh, and, happy 21st Lei! I love you loads and so does Rhi and Jade and Linds and. uhh. Kenny and Judith and Carlo and your brother and your mum and. I'm rambling. lol =) oh wait, who's going to SingFest? mums and dads sponsoring, anyone?
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Thursday, June 19, 2008 !@#$% 7:34 PM
my password is deathbat. just thought I'd share. I have half an hour to spare before I go see The Showdown. I wanna go see what last week's showdown was. And I can't wait for the Live The Dream contestants to come on the show. because Ash is there. lol. what? I like the band and I like him(even if sometimes I don't care). sue me. Afrina called me just now. I felt bad for hanging up. but I was asleep. we're hopefully gonna be talking tonight. my mum just came home. it's a bit late though. this is random, isn't it? I want potato chips again. mum bought for me it yesterday. I ended up sharing it with my dad while watching Jangan Tidur Lagi. which is an awesome show. and plus, it featured ghost. like. okay. I just realised today is Thurday so I'll shuddup. no! I'm not superstitious! I'm just scared, okay. I need to upload more videos into my phone. but I think it's suffering already. I've taken up 1.4 GB of the memory card already. I think I've taken up more though. cause I just uploaded 5 HIM songs. But then I did delete 5 videos. so maybe the space'll make up for itself. *shrugs* -rambled. I'm gonna die now. I feel not so good today. I hope it isn't like yesterday.
the moon kissed the sun and now we hold her in our blood |
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Wednesday, June 18, 2008 !@#$% 9:55 PM
wow, okay. talking to the guides of Semakau is... fun. i'm waiting for lei to finish her "i'm-bashing-finnish-rockstars" captions. cause it's awesome. all right, I came up with another oneshot last night. I think it's awesome but a bit all over the place. seriously, I do. and it's five pages long so ain't posting it here. yeah, I know, I have no life creating all these stories. but I like it. and dude, I've just found the easiest way for story inspiration. Music. and I'm basing so many of my stories on HIM songs. because HIM is easier to dechipher then Nightwish. Tuomas is just too complicated. seriously, have you listened or read Beauty And The Beast? the Nightwish song, that is. it's so... dark. too dark. I'mma shuddup now. Really not in the mood. oh, and the captions are finished, it's gonna be up at her blog. check it. it's fucking awesome. especially Tuomas'.
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Tuesday, June 17, 2008 !@#$% 9:53 PM
Cik Ida's going off tonight, she's gonna be at the airport at 12 and her flight's at 3 a.m. I want to go see her off so bad lah. my mum's too tired though so we ended up just calling her up. seems like everyone's working in different countries now, eh? Cik Ida, Paman Jo and Kak Siti. the few that I know. bahhs. Maya is damn cute. lol. I just did a oneshot for Farzana. okay fine, I just did a oneshot for Farzana yesterday. I'm posting it underneath. I've posted it on mibba though. my stomach is giving me cramps like shitfuck. I really don't know why. mehh.
__________________________________ Pretending Impossible. The word that runs through his head every single time he looks at her. So beautiful, so magnificent yet so eccentric. She was the one. The one person that has always been in the back of his mind. Never would he thought such feelings would develope, nor did he want it. Pretend. What he is made of now. Pretension. Why he is with so many woman. Why he kisses guys. Why he’s so flamboyant. The claim that he made for himself. The trademark of who he is. Being loud and forward. That was who he is. But is it who he is deep down inside? Love, we are it’s willing prey Love. The word wasn’t foreign to him. He has always heard it. Be it sincere or not. And he has grown to ignore it. He knew everything and everyone had their walls up. He knew this was a game. He didn’t want to be a player in the game. He wanted to control it. Love. He doesn’t need it. He doesn’t want it. Deep down inside, he’s just scared. Scared of what will happen. The rejection, the loss. What he will go through if he ever felt it. If he ever made it that far. Our hearts will only end up in tears He wasn’t to blame. A game. All fake, unatural, untrue. So why must he be the genuine one? Why must he be one to pour out his feelings about something that he knows will never come true? Impossible. Over the years, he has learned how to be a fake. How to pretend. How to put up a façade. How to act like you care when you don’t give two fucks. It has made his heart turn cold, make everyone aware of what he is. A beast. Under the layers of skin, he is a real person. Under the rockstar persona, man-whore extrodinaire, he has a heart. A heart that is aching for the love he craves. The love that he wants. From her. A distance. How he kept their relationship. He doesn’t want to be involved. He pushes love away. But she keeps coming back. Coming back to reduce him to pieces. Hating him. How he wants to make her feel. Because he doesn’t want to be dissapointed. He doesn’t want to be the victim of love’s game. The victim of heartbreak and tears. Trust is a word, all lovers know The glorious art of staining souls Trust her. Oh how he wanted to. But he cannot trust nor be fooled in this. He wants control, he wants pleasure, he wants it all. That is the only way he would be dragged into this awful game of love. A smile. She smiles at him. She knows him. She adores him, she wants him, she loves him. He is pretending, she knows. He is scared. Scared of what love will do to him. How it would break him, crush him, if ever she wanted to do so. But her heart yearns. She has known him for years. For years now she waits. For him who is scared of what comes his way. The façade he puts up to block the world away. Oh so scared. She doesn’t want that to be an impression of love. Love is supposed to be happy, warm, the feeling that makes you safe and make butterflies flutter around your stomach. She wanted that with him. She wanted it so bad. “Love isn’t such an awful feeling.” He looked up, his crystal eyes meeting her sharp violet ones. The beauty. “How do you know?” She laughed, “Because love is supposed to be made up of happiness, willingness, everything good.” He glanced her way, “Don’t be naïve. This world is too cruel to be led by good. Everything evil now is good, that is all it narrows down to.” “Always picturing it in a negative way, don’t you, Mikkonen?” “It’s not that I’m picturing it in a negative way,” He reasoned, looking into the horizon, “I’m just stating that fantasy will bite you in the arse if you go around it too much.” “So love is a fantasy to you?” Nodding, he said, “Everything good and fuzzy and white is fantasy, Cheria. Black. That is what the world is. That is why never trust anyone.” “So I can’t trust you?” He wanted to scream. Of course he wanted her to trust him. Of course he wanted to believe in love. Of course he wants to. He shook his head, “No one.” With that, he got up, strolling along the river bank, pretending that he knows. Pretending that he owns. Pretending that he is not in love. So keep on pretending, it’s all right oh yeahh, disclaimer;- Title and lyrics credit to Pretending by HIM |
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Monday, June 16, 2008 !@#$% 2:03 PM
well, I'm bored now I'm posting. anything on here will be crap so please, ignore me if I'm overboard. i'm too lazy to compose and I'm watching videos on youtube. and uhh, there's this one on Nightiwish's official where they're baptising a boat. *shrugs* and it' funnr as fuck. and at one point, tuomas was really acting like Jack Sparrow. and he cooked fish. yeah. i'll be updating tonight too, I think. because I have no life. |
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Sunday, June 15, 2008 !@#$% 11:15 PM
ya know what, I just saw Charlie And The Chocolate Factory and it was awesome. and I thought Johnny Depp looked like a cross between Ville Valo and Micheal Jackson. stupid, I know. but really, look at him closely. he looks like a clean saven Valo and a... Micheal Jackson. MJ's suddenly a a thing now, ain't he? well, I just did a Kristian fic and it sucked baker boy balls. ...what? gnash just entered my mind okay. fuck it. lei's gonna kill me. anyways. bleahhs. still posting it on mibba though. I'm making another one. it's for Farzana and it sucks ass.
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Saturday, June 14, 2008 !@#$% 10:18 PM
the mistake that singapore players make is that they keep their eye on the ball but they don't strategise their positions. unlike the Saudi Arabians who keep their eyes on the ball but move at the same time. our players seem to just stay in one spot with only two players owning the ball with no support. Saudi is the exact opposite of us. I really wonder why the team did not settle this. they were quite okay in the first half but they seem all over the place in the second half, resulting in another goal scoring by the Arabs. but it wasn't such a dissapointing loss this time. at least we didn't get beaten 7-2 this time, instead, it was a 2-0. Which is quite okay since the Arabs are quite good. and I do think too that the Arabs were complacent in this match. They have the skils to score more, their play is game. so not ranting very much over this match, quite contempt actually. singapore ain't making it but ehh, it's been a long journey for us. and Hassan Sunny played best. did Lionel get suspended like Fahrudin did or..? I dunnoe. I was reading a book through the first half. I know, stupid of me, but ehh, it was predicted that the Arabs would win so I didn't care as much. Singapore letting me down with the Uzbekistan loss was enough. I don't wanna be a bitter god tonight. put that together and I become a vegetable. XD and plus, me and Siti were on the phone around 15 minutes before the game ended and we were bashing the Arabs. but ehh, whatever. blame your own men before blaming others. but ehh, human nature. so yeah, bashed, cussed, got over it. hah, okay, links to Kelantan photos. http://s29.photobucket.com/albums/c280/hudaiya/Kelantan%20Trip/
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Friday, June 13, 2008 !@#$% 11:00 PM
i'm back. but I really don't feel like sharing today. my camera's too effed up to function. I'm uploading the rest of the pictures from my phone to photobucket. okay, so the camera's working with me, I have the adapter. I don't know where the hell the USB cable is though. supposed to be with my dad. he doesn't even know where he puts it. so yeah, bulk uploading items to photobucket to save space. I'm down to 41 MB. which sucks total cock. anyways. will be updating tomorrow about the trip. maybe. if I'm bored enough, I'll talk about the trip, if not then ehh. but I bought awesome stuff though. I landed myself a great bag but didn't buy any of hirin nor Jane. promised them matching bags for birthdays. but ehh, my bitches won't care. at least I hope. Jane's gonna bitch about it, I know, lols. mibba's being a bitch again. I just checked out my livejournal blog which I've abandoned. should I delete it? but I like it. it's like... live. the first of blogging for me that actually made it. I'll keep it. I think. for memories sake. but it still sucks though cause it loads so damn long. gets on my nerves. I haven't logged onto mySpace since forever. I like Jeffree Star. or whatever you spell it. he's awesome and he looks like Havok. and I'm in love with Kill Hannah cause they sound like HIM+MCR which is stupid. I'mma shuddup. I love the new CD that comes with the Rock Sound mag. Children Of Bodom and The Gutter Twins sound awesome. *nods*
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Friday, June 6, 2008 !@#$% 9:51 PM
No one’s supposed to know, hear or much more think about it other then him. And his three friends. Getting himself into sticky situations like this will mostly get him busted at the end of the day. But he only hopes for the best for this. He really does. “Are you sure you want to go through with this?” Ville asked, coming into the room with a crate of beer. “Yes. I’m positive. And let’s just hope it doesn’t screw up too much.” Valo stared at him. He sighed, “Let’s hope nothing screws up.” Downing his drink, he sat on the couch, tilting his head back. All the what if’s and maybes were running through his head. But there was nothing he could do. A week. In a week, it was all gonna happen. The day that he carries things out perfectly, smoothly, without anyone screwing things up, without anyone having a clue. “So does this mean that this is your bachelor party?” Kristian asked sitting across from him. Valo looked from Kristian to him, expecting an answer. He shrugged, “I guess so.” “But this is so dull!” Kristian quipped, “What’s a party without girls and drugs and-” “Shutup,” He instructed. The room went quiet. His head was already in tangles and he didn’t need anything more to screw it up more. The woman he loves doesn’t even know about it. That’s what’s worrying him so much. What if the results weren’t as he expected? What if the whole thing just goes shit and his efforts for the past nine months to set this up was burned in flames? “Lighten up, Tuomas,” Valo chirped from his seat, “I was like you too when I did this. But it turned out to be marvellous.” “But it’s not the same,” He reasoned, “Sarah knew about it. Adri doesn’t. That,” He pointed out, “Is what is going to get me screwed if the whole thing blows.” “Well, it’s not as if you’re impregnating a cow or anything,” Kristian chuckeled in an attempt to lighten up the mood of the room. The two older men glared at him, he rolled his eyes. “So when’re you flying out?” Kristian asked, the most sensible thing he had asked, well uttered, the whole night. “You guys are gonna get everyone out there by the second. Me and Adri are gonna arrive on the fourth so that gives you guys enough time to get all the things ready. Sarah’s in charge of the dress, make sure she has it before going off Valo,” Tuomas instructed, “and she’s also in charge of food, beverages and also the venue. I’m sure she’d get all that perfect.” “I’m supposed to get your suit, traditional, I presume?” Valo asked. He nodded. “And you,” He pointed to Kristian, “You’re gonna help Valo and Sarah invite everyone out for the affair. Remember, no one must know until the morning of the day. Before that, just get everyone to relax and chill out. And make sure no one gets suspicious,” Tuomas instructed. “Is that all oh great master of mine?” Kristian mocked, bowing his head. His eyes wondered from Ville to Kristian and to Ville once again and nodded, “Yes, I think we’ve covered everything.” Once again, he leaned back, his back hitting the soft cushion that comforted him for the night. Jukka Kristian Mikkonen strutted down the aisle confidently. To his right was the Holopainens. To his left, The Lees. And at the back, his fellow friends. Sarah Lei stood at the altar nervously. She felt a palm rest on the crook of her neck, she turned around. Her husband of two years stood there, beaming down at her. She smiled. “I hope this runs smoothly,” She smiled, looking back at the church doors every once in a while. “Relax, darling. I’m sure everything’s gonna be as planned. That is, if the guest of honour doesn’t take off in a taxi after seeing all this.” Sarah swatted his arm, glaring at him. He chuckled and gripped onto the bare arms of his wife, “I was kidding. Now put on a smile on that beautiful face of yours cause I see Kristian signalling that the pair just arrived.” Tuomas Holopainen felt sweat beads forming on his forehead as he ascended on the church doors. “Wait,” He said, pulling his fiance’s hand before she got a chance to lay it on the church doors. He was having second thougts. “What is it, Tuomas?” Adri asked, pulling back. He sighed, “Never mind,” He smiled, “Go ahead.” She looked at him skeptically before going ahead with entering the church. The crowd turned back as they heard the entrance being opened, each anticipating to see a shocked soon-to-be bride. And that was exactly the expression that was plastered across Adriane Lee Rui En’s face. “What’re you guys doing here?” She asked, shock still present in her voice. Anette chuckled, “We’re here for your wedding, of course.” Once again, her already wide eyes grew bigger, she turned to Tuomas. She was smiling from ear to ear, quite nervously awaiting her reaction. “I hope you won’t run away.” A tear formed in her eyes, “You’re the greatest person ever, Tuomas.” He embraced her tightly. “Will you spend every waking, and most importantly sleeping,” their faces broke into grins, “hour with me, Adriane Lee Rui En?” She chuckled and nodded her head. “And let the wedding begin,” Came the whisper of Jukka Kristian Mikkonen as he too broke into a grin. “So how did he get you to come here?” Sarah asked the blushing bride. “He didn’t ask you for sex in a church, did he?” Kristian asked, interverning the conversation. That got him a glare from Ville, Tuomas and Sarah as the new bride chuckled. She sighed, “He said we were supposed to get our wedding photos taken here in Singapore and we were supposed to meet the photographer at the church. I didn’t know he wanted to marry me.” “Weren’t you suspicious though? You guys weren’t even planning a wedding.” She shrugged, “I’m a pisces, I believe people easily, espcially people that I love,” She smiled, looking up at her new husband. He dipped his head down, claiming her lips in his. “Oh, get a room,” Sarah chuckled. Tuomas broke the kiss, “As a matter of fact, we will.” With a final grin, the couple departed from the hotel ballroom. alright, that's the one-y. I'm trusting lei on this, she says this is good. so anyway, I'm posting this here first. Tuomas is sexx! see ya all next week. XD missing ya, loving ya. ps:-I didn't look through this. so if there're any errors, shutup about it.
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!@#$% 7:19 PM
well, this is probably gonna be the last post I'm doing until next saturday. at the least. going off tomorrow early so yeahh. have to wake up at 5 a.m according to my dad. heading out after prayers. bleahhs. tell me why I don't feel like going. well, didn't feel like going the last time but I had fun. so hopefully, I'll have fun this time too. am doing a new oneshot. should be out by tonight. if it is, I'll post it here first. and just found out that Kak Ica has advertised my stories on her blog. lols. awesome. sorry babe, haven't gone out with you this hols. ya know my dad. and the bbq's cancelled too. Cik Ida's going off already. her doa selamat is supposed to be tomorrow too! unfair. Have a safe stay in Qatar Cik Ida. and I'm hearing Paman Jo's gonna hold his business in Dubai. I dunnoe if he has it or not. So good luck to both. Will miss you tons-ness! now I'm gonna go upload skins, videos and pictures in my phone so I won't be unentertained in the car tomorrow. seven hours in the car man. just hope for the best. see ya in a week. ....I'll miss my blog. and spam and die.
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Thursday, June 5, 2008 !@#$% 9:11 PM
Spencer Pratt is a faggot. he's like the Jonas Brothers, Pete Wentz(and his tool wife) and Sesame Street rolled into one. one giant big ball of faggoty juices. stupid arse. at least Donny Osmond can sing. well, that's over with. did nothing, not doing anything, planning on doing nothing. well, actually, I'm planning to watch America's Next Top Model. or Taboo. packed my stuff, have a few more items to get in before I'm ready for Saturday. I feel so... bleahhs. okay, my mum just told me a lame joke. kindda funny but lame all at the same time. not typing it here cause I'll be reprimanded with the authorities. (I think you know why) Karma Killer is killing me. it's so good. *sighs* this is why I wanted to fuck Jonne. his voice is so rock n roll sexx. save for Kristian. and ville. and Tuomas if he speaks english. the members of Green Day are short. cept for Mike. lol. but they're cool anyway. Billie Joe is aweome and Tre Cool... well, I pitty him. *shrugs*
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Wednesday, June 4, 2008 !@#$% 9:58 PM
wow, okay, I'm energised tonight. I just remembered, I have one more epok-epok to eat. but freakiing full. my dad's chicken soup was the bestest lahh, cann? =) alright, Jane's only gonna be working until tomorrow. that blogshop whore. zhahirin's dying to go watch congkak. and I can't go out. dandy, ain't it? my mum's rambling bout the oil prices going up in Malaysia. and we're going there next week so she's pretty bumped about it. my dad's already asleep on the couch. I can't believe it, we were watching 360, topic, ghost and my dad just dozed off. me and my mum were laughing our asses off. Penanggals are scary, cann? I can't believe I won't be able to see the first episode of Incredible Tales on Sunday. going to Terengganu and Kelantan next week. I don't really wanna go, but eh, it's a holiday. and we're staying at Awana Kijal and that place is just sexx. I swear. transferring Negative songs to Farzana currently cause she thinks Jonne's voice is sex. and I'm gonna go see the Jonne x Kristian clip. I can't help it, okayy. alright, from now on, Closet Inc.'s link will be on my blog links. they have the CUTEST comics! XD especially now that I found the Nightwish comics. pure awesomenity. XD and Figured You Out by Black Pearl is awesome.
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Tuesday, June 3, 2008 !@#$% 9:47 PM
I did nothing today. wow, that's always a good opener, isn't it? well, I'm going off for a while in ten minutes, I wanna go watch Brainiac. went to fetch my mum just now, I needed to get a bag. and buy tuna pancakes. and dinner. didn't get the bag. bleahhs. the skull bag was out of stock and I was so bumped about it. my parents want me to buy the bag in Kelantan or Terengganu next week. bleahhs. hope that I'll get something nice though. not as crappy as the one as I bought in Malacca. I used that bag for so long until I realised how crappy it looks when I reached thirteen. my taste just changes like poof and my music went from MCR to HIM to Nightwish. ain't that awesome? anyways, I downloaded the whole Dark Passion Play album last night. have uploaded it to my phone. awesomeness. and I can't get over Sleeping Sun. it just... rocks. Tarja's voice is so.. urggh! going off now because I wanna screw Ryan Stiles. lol, yeah, that'd be a day. I can't get enough of Whose Line and I'm in love with Shahril Ishak. cause he just rocks. and I can't believe Lionel Lewis is Singapore's capt. lol, proves that Aide's departure was good. in a way. love Aide anyways. alright, off. oh, wait. I probably found this out yesterday but still not over it. Kristus has a daughter. I'm whoring a daddy. I'm so proud. XD
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Monday, June 2, 2008 !@#$% 10:11 PM
okay, I'm gonna rant first cause Singapore just lost.7-3! 7-FUCKING-3!
and three post today. well, actually, two. the oneshot was the night before cause it passed the 12 a.m mark. dudes, really, comment my story. I'm so fucking bored now I keep coming up with oneshots instead of working on a Valo story. but I'm pissed with Valo now so yeah, whatever. Tuomas is sexx. |
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!@#$% 5:33 PM
so, I was pretty much bored with life so guess what I did? I searched myself up on yahoo! XD check it out; click here. I told you, I was bored. full view it so that It won't turn out so crappish. nothing much again today, just looking forward to the match tonight. SIngapore vs Uzbekistan. Farzana's going to the stadium to see it. How unfaiir is that? she better take pictures of Lionel, Ridhuan and Shahril for me. Can't wait. anyways, lei's pretty bumped that Tuomas is taller then Ville. she even ranted on her blog about it. Ville's 6'2 and Tuomas' 6'3. 6'2's sexy. 6'3's sexier. lmao. I love rubbing it in, so sue me. I was discussing about Zacky with Rhi earlier. Then all the Zoobs and Boobs came out. now we're branding Valo Voobs. which sounds weird cause. Well, it's Valo. and finnish men are all flat. I'm serious. okay, maybe Gas is not that flat. but still. compared to Zacky V. the dude's not chubby anymore but he still has the boobs. *sighs* anyways. I'm gonna stop discussing boobs now cause I can't stop listening to Negative. how'd you find my new profile song? good? cause I love it. Marco's voice is sexx hardcore. alright. off.
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!@#$% 1:31 AM
He entered the church, hands by his side, head bowed down. The tears were slowly escaping his eyes, he couldn’t stand it anymore. He heard a voice, a soft one. He looked up. A young girl, between the age of twelve and fourteen stood up the pedestal, looking deathly pale. Her ebony black hair ran in curls, her soft hazel green eyes filled with sadness and sorrow. She sobbed and continued, "My dad was an awesome person. That’s the only word that I describe him as. My mum died when I was three, I didn’t know her then. But through dad, the man that brought me up to this day, he familiarised me with her. He never ever let’s me forget her. Even when she wasn't there, she would still be present in my heart. It felt like I knew my mum, only that I didn’t know her in person." She breathed heavily, her chest going up and down in a fast pace. "My dad was everything to me. He was my light, my sun, my moon. I loved him to death. And I guess I’ll be loving him even more now. He thought me everything. He was there when I first walked till my first soccer match. And I won that match," She chuckled lightly, "He was so proud. I couldn’t have imagined a life without him, since he was the only one I knew. But I guess it has become reality now, hasn’t it?”" She sighed, "And to think that I’d spent a happy birthday today." She then bowed her head, in respect, glanced at the coffin once again and glided down the steps to the front row. She wasn't there at the cemetery, he knew. He saw her silently depart from the funeral ceremony. It amazed him that no one asked for her. No one took notice. The daughter of the dead wasn’t asked for at her father’s funeral. He went to the meadows after that, a place that held great memories for him. He found peace there. And he also found her. Walking slowly, staring out towards the wilderness. "I'm sorry about your loss," He said as he approached her. She stood still, she knew someone had been following her, staring at her, what she was doing. She just didn’t give a damn who it was. "Appreciated that you care, "She said,"But who are you?" Asking the mysterious man that she had seen through out the funeral service. "I'm a good friend of your father," He replied. "Really?" She asked, turning around. Her sparkling green eyes looked up to those of mystic grey ones. He nodded silently. "Your father," He started, "Was like a brother to me. He was there for me when no one else could stand my sight. He backed me up when everyone else has given up hope." She nodded, "That sounds like my dad." She knew she should smile, to be polite, to just remember the happy times, to know that her dad was greatness. But she couldn’t. Her lips could not form a smile. She felt too sad. She felt so empty. She just wanted everything to be over and done with. "Why weren’t you there at the burial site?” He asked, curiousity getting to him. She sighed, "I could not bare to see someone I love be lowered six feet under once again." She kept it at that, walking away. "Wait," He called out, "Wh-what is your name?" "Kitta. Kitta Laurine Viitala." "And it’s your birthday today?" She nodded sadly. He came closer to her, holding out his hand. She looked up at him once more, her eyes meeting his. “Happy birthday to you,” He sang, his deep chords echoing in her ears, “Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday dear Kitta. Happy birthday to you.” A lone tear escaped her eyes, she hugged him, holding him close. Eventually, the tears became rivers. He continued whispering sweet nothings to her, trying to calming her down. They stayed there, in each others arms through out the day. [Nine Years Later] “Look at me Tuomas! I can fly!” She exclaimed, jumping in the air like a bird soaring in the sky. He laughed heartily and kept his eyes glued to her. She danced, danced in the meadows, singing to herself, singing about things that didn’t exist, fantasy versus reality. “Calm down, Kitta,” He chuckled, holding his hand out to catch her from falling. “But I can’t!” She laughed, “It’s my 21st Tuomas! I’m finally twenty one!” Once again, she broke into a ballet type of dance, keeping her head high and her toes attached the the ground as firmly as she could. Nine years has since passed since that fateful day, the day that Linden T. Viitala passed. Kiita and Tuomas have since spent every year meeting in the meadows where they once were in each others arms, comforting the other. He was young then, the age of twenty two. And she was just fourteen. Now they were both grown up. She just hit the tender age of twenty one this day and him being thirty one. Every year without fail, they would be together, spending the whole day together only to be gone the next day. Only a day spent each year made them miss each other oh so much more. She a young romance novelist. –the reason why she couldn’t have stayed long enough- Starting out at only the age of 17, penning her her own short story for the local magazine. Her story was picked, and by the time she reached her eighteenth birthday, her first novel had been in store for a week. Meanwhile he was in a band, -the reason why he couldn’t have stayed long enough- a very succesful one at that. Nightwish was it’s name and he was the keyboardist and main composer. Coming up with fantasy-like lyrics, dark and mysterious which defined who he was. To know what he meant, you’d have to know him. “I’ve got something for you,” He called out to her, “But if you don’t want it then I can just give it to Emppu.” Her eyes buldged and she instantly came running back to his side. “What is it, what is it, what is it?” She asked, eyes sparkling with excitement. He smiled slyly, the bag he brought with him was brought to the front. He dipped inside, his facial expression changed when he felt something. He took it out. Once again, her eyes buldged, “The Canon EOS 5D Digital!” She exclaimed. A romance novelist and a photo buff she was. And he knew that. He was the only one who knew that. He was the only one that she would share her photos with. And damn good photographs she produced. She jumped in excitement and hugged him, giving him her fullest. “You’re the greatest, Tuomas,” She smiled, giving him a kiss on the cheek. Once again, she attached herself to him, facing the camera, “Smile Tuomas!” And that was the first picture that was took and stored. Three hours later, they were found under a tree, relaxing enjoying the summer breeze. “Are you avoiding the subject, Kitta?” He asked, lacing his fingers with hers. “What subject?” She asked, her voice dull. “It’s going to be the tenth anniversary next year, darling.” He reminded her. She was deffinitely avoiding the subject. She sighed, “I know. But what do you want me to do? Weep and cry?” He chuckled and shook his head, “So I’m assuming you’re getting over it then?” “It’s been nine years, Tuomas. I don’t think I’m ever gonna get over it. Just. Move on.” He smiled and they stayed silent for a while. “Kitta?” He asked. She nodded, still keeping mum on her side. “Can I tell you something?” Once again, she nodded, laying her head on his shoulder. This made his heart skip a beat. She was making this even harder. He breathed out a loud breath and proceeded, “I’ve known you since nine years ago. But we’ve only met nine times. Isn’t that ironic really?” She chuckled, “Yeah.” “But these nine times have proven how much I adore. The feelings I have for you is undeniably strong. And I’m not planning on keeping it to myself anymore.” He turned and look at her. Her eyes roamed the scenery in front of her, her mind racing for what to say. “If you’re freaked out,” His strong voice echoed in her ear, “I understand. I’m not asking you to profess your love to me or anything. I just want to get a response.” A lot of questions burned in his head, all the what ifs and maybes. He doesn’t like rejection, he didn’t like playing with fire. But he wanted her. He wanted her so bad he couldn’t control himself. And if he was given the green light, he’d jump her there and then. Well, if. Her blank face then turned into a shy smile, blood rising to her cheeks, her emerald pearls meeting his light grey ones. “And I thought I was crazy thinking of the men that’s half a centuary older then me,” She teased. Reality hit him, she had accepted. She has hinted that she shared the same feelings. “Are you saying-” He was cut off by her lips on his. Her arms snaked around his neck pulling him closer to her, his hands ran down her sides as their tounges tangoed to the feeling of pleasure. alright, so there. I posted this here cause of Farzana. lols, it's just a whole lot easier really. comments? cause mibbans don't wanna comment on my oneshots. this was 5 pages long, btw. sucks so bad. |
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Sunday, June 1, 2008 !@#$% 9:49 PM
I did nothing today. - yeah, well, anyways. I just had my coffee so I'm kindda screwed in the head. quite surprised that no one texted me today. thank you god! I swear, my bill's just taking the life outta me. anyways, tomorrow will be an exciting day. well, night. cause Singapore's having a game against Uzbekistan. or something like that, World Cup Qualifiers. Lionel Lewis is sexx. can't wait till that match. but I don't think Singapore'll win. if we do then good for us, if we don't then, hey, is Uzbekistan man. those men are tough footies. we haven't actually beaten them, right? anyways. thinking of another oneshot. this time for Tuomas. I did a Ville one, like... two or three post before this. loved that oneshot cause. well, I don't know. I think it's one of the best I've written. so, anyways, have this great idea of a Tuomas-shot but I haven't wrote any of it. going to after this. now I'm gonna search for a Tuomas/Jonne/Chris/Jussi/Ville picture. cause Finnish men sexx.
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