`` fully alive. || try killing me this time. || if you can, that is. ``


Sunday, May 21, 2006
「 brandon and his shit was here. 12:35 AM 」



I AM HOOBASTANK CRAZZZZZZY!!!!!!!!!

Well,i guess that ^^^^ totally says it all...Uhuh,yup i'm so damn crazy bout Hoobastank for some unknown reason i guess...But hey,they're cool ya noe...

So it all started when i bought their latest album entitled "Every Man For Himself"...Uhuh...So like...Yeah...I listened to it and i went like *Woah*over their songs....Some of which..."If I were You", "Born To Lead","Inside Of You", "Good Enough" and more...And,me,being so god damn fascinated by them...Decided to buy/download their other albums..."The Reason" and "Hoobastank"...And they obviously rocked.

Well,i guess that's all i have ta blogg...For now, i'm just going back to Hoobastank's music and all those fucking (oopps**) homework...


Thursday, May 04, 2006
「 brandon and his shit was here. 7:22 AM 」


Lol...Managed to get some time to pst from all the fucking revision for the common tests (Tmr's Maths is the last!!!)

A lot of things happening now larz...Like thwe elections and stuff...Well,it's simple larz...In my opinion,if u're in the Pasir-Ris/Punggol ditricts...Vote for the PAP team...For and because of Michael Palmer...He rockz sia...

Anyways,today's science hard like shit man...Aiyah,Aiyah...Gtg liao....Bye for now and don't forget arh....Vote for Michael Palmer!!!! ^_^


Monday, May 01, 2006
「 brandon and his shit was here. 12:38 AM 」


I found the cure to growing older
And you're the only place that feels like home
Just so you know, you'll never know
And some secrets weren't meant to be told
But I found the cure to growing older

I'm the first kid to write of hearts, lies, and friends
And I am sorry my conscience called in sick again
And I've got arrogance down to a science
Oh, and I'm the first kid to write of hearts, lies, and friends

Douse yourself in cheap perfume it's
So fitting, so fitting of the way you are
You can't cover it up
Can't cover it up

Find a safe place, brace yourself, bite your lips
I'm sending your fingernails and empty bottles you've sipped
Back to your family cause
I know you will be missed
So you can find a safe place, brace yourself
They call kids like us vicious and carved out of stone
But for what we've become, we just feel more alone
Always weigh what I've got against what I left
So progress report: I am missing you to death

Douse yourself in cheap perfume it's
So fitting, so fitting of the way you are
You can't cover it up
Can't cover it up

Someone old
No one new
Feeling borrowed
Always blue
Someone old
No one new
Feeling borrowed
Always blue
Someone old
No one new
Feeling borrowed
Always blue
I found a cure to growing older
I found a cure to growing older

Douse yourself in cheap perfume it's
So fitting, so fitting of the way you are
You can't cover it up
Can't cover it up...

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