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I would be so cool if I could cast a Patronus Charm of a Phoenix like Dumbledore. Whoa!

The Deathly Hallows sounds very, very interesting.

Watching her there, by the window, enjoying the rain, singing... so peaceful!

My korean movie/drama fever is back...

To counter hypocritical ego from building up inside, I wanna dedicate this one to those friends of mine who consider themselves losers (but they're not) with a thought that "we all meant to shine, like children do"...

This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and bitching about what assholes guys are, while disproving the very point. This is dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those guys who hold open doors and give reassuring pats on the back and sit patiently outside the changing room at department stores. This is in honor of the guys that obligingly reiterate how cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany of support. This is in honor of the guys with open minds, with laid-back attitudes, with honest concern. This is in honor of the guys who respect a girl’s every facet, from her privacy to her theology to her clothing style.

This is for the guys who escort their drunk, bewildered female friends back from parties and never take advantage once they’re at her door, for the guys who accompany girls to bars as buffers against the rest of the creepy male population, for the guys who know a girl is fishing for compliments but give them out anyway, for the guys who always play by the rules in a game where the rules favor cheaters, for the guys who are accredited as boyfriend material but somehow don’t end up being boyfriends, for all the nice guys who are overlooked, underestimated, and unappreciated, for all the nice guys who are manipulated, misled, and unjustly abandoned, this is for you.

This is for that time she left 40 urgent messages on your cell phone, and when you called her back, she spent three hours painstakingly dissecting two sentences her boyfriend said to her over dinner. And even though you thought her boyfriend was a chump and a jerk, you assured her that it was all ok and she shouldn’t worry about it. This is for that time she interrupted the best killing spree you’d ever orchestrated in GTA3 to rant about a rumor that romantically linked her and the guy she thinks is the most repulsive person in the world. And even though you thought it was immature and you had nothing against the guy, you paused the game for two hours and helped her concoct a counter-rumor to spread around the floor. This is also for that time she didn’t have a date, so after numerous vows that there was nothing “serious” between the two of you, she dragged you to a party where you knew nobody, the beer was awful, and she flirted shamelessly with you, justifying each fit of reckless teasing by announcing to everyone: “oh, but we’re just friends!” And even though you were invited purely as a symbolic warm body for her ego, you went anyways. Because you’re nice like that.

The nice guys don’t often get credit where credit is due. And perhaps more disturbing, the nice guys don’t seem to get laid as often as they should. And I wish I could logically explain this trend, but I can’t. From what I have observed on campus and what I have learned from talking to friends at other schools and in the workplace, the only conclusion I can form is that many girls are just illogical, manipulative bitches. Many of them claim they just want to date a nice guy, but when presented with such a specimen, they say irrational, confusing things such as “oh, he’s too nice to date” or “he would be a good boyfriend but he’s not for me” or “he already puts up with so much from me, I couldn’t possibly ask him out!” or the most frustrating of all: “no, it would ruin our friendship.” Yet, they continue to lament the lack of datable men in the world, and they expect their too-nice-to-date male friends to sympathize and apologize for the men that are jerks. Sorry, guys, girls like that are beyond my ability to fathom. I can’t figure out why the connection breaks down between what they say (I want a nice guy!) and what they do (I’m going to sleep with this complete ass now!). But one thing I can do, is say that the nice-guy-finishes-last phenomenon doesn’t last forever. There are definitely many girls who grow out of that train of thought and realize they should be dating the nice guys, not taking them for granted. The tricky part is finding those girls, and even trickier, finding the ones that are single.

So, until those girls are found, I propose a toast to all the nice guys. You know who you are, and I know you’re sick of hearing yourself described as ubiquitously nice. But the truth of the matter is, the world needs your patience in the department store, your holding open of doors, your party escorting services, your propensity to be a sucker for a pretty smile. For all the crazy, inane, absurd things you tolerate, for all the situations where you are the faceless, nameless hero, my accolades, my acknowledgement, and my gratitude go out to you. You do have credibility in this society, and your well deserved vindication is coming.

Fu-zu Jen, SEAS/WH, 2003

saw it in Minci Yazumin's blog. Quite nice...

Another kill...

According to an interview from Virgin Records, the band's name "actually comes from a thesis that [the band] found online [that] was written by a former Harvard professor. And one of the subsections of the thesis was titled 'thirty seconds to mars' and he goes on to talk about the expediential growth of technology that relates to humans and saying that we are quite literally thirty seconds to mars. What it means to us is, we thought it best described our music, in short."



What if I wanted to break
Laugh it all off in your face
What would you do?
What if I fell to the floor
Couldn't take this anymore
What would you do?

Come, break me down
Bury me, bury me
I am finished with you

What if I wanted to fight
Beg for the rest of my life.
What would you do?
You say you wanted more
What are you waiting for
I'm not running from you

Come, break me down
Bury me, bury me
I am finished with you
Look in my eyes
You're killing me, killing me
All I wanted was you

I tried to be someone else
But nothing seemed to change
I know now: this is who I really am inside
Finally found myself
Fighting for a chance
I know now, THIS IS WHO I REALLY AM

Come, break me down
Bury me, bury me
I am finished with you
Look in my eyes
You're killing me, killing me
All I wanted was you
Come, break me down
Break me down
Break me down

What if I wanted to break...?
What if I...
Bury me, bury me

“The Sun, with all the planets revolving around it, and depending on it, can still ripen a bunch of grapes as though it had nothing else in the Universe to do.”
- Galileo Galilei -

Watched Harry Potter last night (yeah, i know that entry above doesn't have any significant connection whatsoever to the film, but hey... it's my blog!). A bit slow-paced especially the Death Eaters vs. Order of The Phoenix part. Huhu... very disappointed coz i thought i could see more of Nymphadora Tonks kick some nasty Death Eaters' asses. Luckily, Dumbledore vs. Voldemort was pure awesome! It's like watching Orochimaru fighting with Sarutobi in Naruto minus the Shinigami (shiki fuujin).

Nasib baik ko comel... kalau tak...

I think I have been cursed, to suffer a toothache for some time...

Ocean's Thirteen last night with four friends. Nice, brilliant! I've missed 'Twelve' so kind of blank a moment when Night Fox started to show up...

[Paused... Toothache!]

Ok, where was I? Thirteen... yeah. nice, brilliant! Hilarious near the end. I like clever movies like this. Really made you think even when it's already midnight and you supposed to be on bed already coz u have to work tomorrow.

[Damn toothache!]

i've tried not to watch the expressions on Simon Cowell, Piers Morgan and Amanda Holden's faces but maybe it's the roar of the crowd and flawless timing of the applauses that made me decide that this is by far the most amazing performance ever, in a reality show.even his emotional mood, awkwardness and body stiff projection was perfect.A++ for Paul Potts!




The Nessun Dorma :

Il principe ignoto

Nessun dorma! Nessun dorma! Tu pure, o Principessa,
nella tua fredda stanza
guardi le stelle
che tremano d'amore e di speranza...
Ma il mio mistero è chiuso in me,
il nome mio nessun saprà!
No, no, sulla tua bocca lo dirò,
quando la luce splenderà!
Ed il mio bacio scioglierà il silenzio
che ti fa mia.

Voci di donne

Il nome suo nessun saprà... E noi dovrem, ahimè, morir, morir!

Il principe ignoto

Dilegua, o notte! Tramontate, stelle! Tramontate, stelle! All'alba vincerò! Vincerò! Vincerò!



Translated from the score:

The Prince Let no one sleep!... Let no one sleep! Even you, o Princess, in your cold room, watch the stars, that tremble with love and with hope. But my secret is hidden within me, my name no one shall know... No!...No!... On your mouth I will tell it when the light shines. And my kiss will dissolve the silence that makes you mine!...

The Chorus of women :
No one will know his name and we must, alas, die.

The Prince
Vanish, o night! Set, stars! At dawn, I will win! I will win! I will win!


Gotta watch/listen to different versions of this aria...

The smell of sunblock cream is all over the place... Org tua tu nak gi main golf la tu.

Toothache aku datang lagi. Sakit yg menjengkelkan. Member aku pernah cakap dia rela sakit demam selesema daripada sakit gigi. Jengkel dan geram tiap masa mcm rasa nak tumbuk jer muka org yg lalu lalang. Shit!

Semalam nak layan Shrek 3 tak jadi sebab cinemaonline.com.my tipu aku. Siol jer! Cakap show jam 10.00 p.m. Sekali datang kat kaunter tiket tgk show dah start pukul 9.00. Mungkin org yg letak time kat website tu ikut suka hati dia jer nak letak sebab dia fikir org2 kat sini tak tau nak buka internet utk cek showtime dari website tu. Ceh! Shilaker...



i like the pinocchio and the prince charming part the most... hahaha!

Layan lagu2 3rd Eye Blind ni buat otak aku rewind balik masa tingkatan 4 dulu (masa lagu dia time tu cukup hit sampai sorg member aku blh hafal lirik Semi Charmed Life) - masa tangan aku terseliuh masa main bola (Liga Kampung), tapi tak sia2 gak sbb dpt pingat pemain terbaik... hehe, masa member aku sembunyikan rokok kat paip pancuran air time 'spot check', masa cikgu kimia aku suruh tulis ikatan karbon kat papan hijau sbb nampak aku mengantuk time kelas dia (aku sangat TAK SUKA cikgu tu), masa aku baru berjinak nak baca novel inggeris (christopher pike, r.l. stine), semua2 tu la...

Sejuk! baru lepas hujan lebat. bandar jadi lembap, otak org2 pun jadi lembap, nak tido jer, mcm aku...

When u're fucking damn miserable, u'll always compare urself to someone worse to make u feel less a freak but not knowing u're making urself more a moron.

Quite busy today. Loads of work, less time (but still, got time to blog!). Life's a bitch so u have to be a bastard to tackle it.

"He had a word, too. Love, he called it. But I had been used to words for a long time. I knew that that word was like the others: just a shape to fill a lack; that when the right time came, you wouldn't need a word for that anymore than for pride or fear."

- William Faulkner -

Maybe it's the music, maybe it's the sleepyness or maybe it's just me.

"In the world's audience hall, the simple blade of grass sits on the same carpet with the sunbeams, and the stars of midnight."

"I am restless. I am athirst for faraway things. My soul goes out in a longing to touch the skirt of the dim distance. O Great Beyond, O the keen call of thy flute! I forget, I ever forget, that I have no wings to fly, that I am bound in this spot evermore."

"In our desire for eternal life we pray for an eternity of our habit and comfort, forgetting that immortality is in repeatedly transcending the definite forms of life in order to pursue the infinite truth of life."

"Let me not pray to be sheltered from dangers but to be fearless in facing them. Let me not beg for the stilling of my pain, but for the heart to conquer it. Let me not look for allies in life's battlefield but to my own strength. Let me not crave in anxious fear to be saved but hope for the patience to win my freedom. Grant me that I may not be a coward, feeling your mercy in my success alone; But let me find the grasp of your hand in my failure."

* No youtube video for today

[Scissor Sisters - Land Of A Thousand Words]

Another constellation dies
Do what you want 'cause it's your own sky
Just call me when the phone stops ringing
Thanks for coming by
I'm just glad I'm on your good side
Where it's smoldering or freezing
It's never all that easy to decide

This is the land of a thousand words
But it seems so few are worth the breath to say
Except I'll be looking after my own world
And you just keep on saving the day
I'll try to stay but it's in vain when you're far
I'm on the run to wherever you are

And that's the nature of the chase
You fall so far behind you end in first place
Pass the torch this time we're running to each's own regret
There's no harm in playing hard to get
Boundlessness deceives me
Baby you may turn the corner yet

This is the land of a thousand words
But it seems so few are worth the breath to say
Except I'll be looking after my own world
And you just keep on saving the day
I'll try to stay but it's in vain when you're far
I'm on the run to wherever you are

I'm a gonna do everything I say
Tried to stay but time's running out
But now I'm on my way

I wonder what will Pachelbel say if he could see this one. Rawkk on!!

I just couldn't get hold of this song. This is from Peter, Bjorn & John (which I guess, the original artist of this song). I still prefer the Dawn Landes version before. Anyway, the whistling part got stuck in my head... enjoy, anyway!

(Dawn Landes & the WST Band)

if i told you things i did before
told you how i used to be
would you go along with someone like me
if you knew my story word for word
had all of my history
would you go along with someone like me

i did before and had my share
it didn't lead nowhere
i would go along with someone like you
it doesn't matter what you did
who you were hanging with
we could stick around and see this night through

and we don't care about the young folks
talkin' bout the young style
and we don't care about the old folks
talkin' 'bout the old style too
and we don't care about our own folks
talkin' 'bout our own stuff
all we care about is talking
talking only me and you

usually when things has gone this far
people tend to disappear
no one would surprise me unless you do

i can tell there's something goin' on
hours seem to disappear
everyone is leaving i'm still with you

it doesn't matter what we do
where we are going to
we can stick around and see this night through

and we don't care about the young folks
talkin' bout the young style
and we don't care about the old folks
talkin' 'bout the old style too
and we don't care about our own folks
talkin' 'bout our own stuff
all we care about is talking
talking only me and you

and we don't care about the young folks
talkin' bout the young style
and we don't care about the old folks
talkin' 'bout the old style too
and we don't care about our own folks
talkin' 'bout our own style
all we care about is talking
talking only me and you
(repeat)
talking only me and you

talking only me and you
talking only me and you

I know we're just like old friends
We just can't pretend
That lovers make amends
We are reasons so unreal
We can't help but feel that something has been lost

But please you know you're just like me
Next time I promise we'll be
Perfect
Perfect
Perfect strangers down the line
Lovers out of time
Memories unwind

So far I still know who you are
But now I wonder who I was...

Angel, you know it's not the end
We'll always be good friends
The letters have been sent on

So please, you always were so free
You'll see, I promise we'll be
Perfect
Perfect strangers when we meet
Strangers on the street
Lovers while we meet

Perfect
You know this has to be
We always we're so free
We promised that we'd be
Perfect