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Friday, December 26, 2008
My Hero


Haven't had the time to do anything since I came back from Bangkok much more blog about my repetitive life. Arrived home and immediately sat for my Highway Code Test with Rachel and then the next day I had a wake to attend, and a funeral after that and off to the Curve to meet Inessa after that.

So yeah, my cousin's mother just passed away. Said mother would be my father's brother's wife so you could say it wasn't a close relation and I had absolutely no feeling towards the situation. Does that sound a bit cruel? I think it does. It's amazing how I can watch a Japanese drama or read a romance novel and cry freaking buckets but all I can do at a relative's funeral is just shed ONE tear.

But I have my reasons. For one thing, said uncle is not my favourite. Said cousins are also not my favourite. In fact, they're a very pretentious lot and if you talked to my cousin you'd believe me. The other fact that he attends international school (ISKL, bloody hell) does not help the snobbery one bit. You can see where I'm coming from.

But at the end of the day, everyone comes together in this sad time of life so let's all have a moment of silence...
______________________________________

Which brings me to the title of this post.

I LOVE ROMANCE NOVELS.

Okay everyone, if you had to read at LEAST one romance novel in your lifetime let it be How To Marry A Marquis by Julia Quinn. Why? Because it has the ability to make you feel excited, angry, sad and turned on all at the same time! I read this book from late afternoon straight up to 3 a.m. in the morning non-stop which shows just how good it is. There was one scene where I was practically bawling my eyes out for the hero and heroine but was still titilated well enough. WHO THE HELL CAN MAKE YOU CRY WHILE THE CHARACTERS ARE HAVING DRY SEX?

Julia Quinn can.
Hats off to her.
So what are you waiting for? It costs RM32.90 at all good bookstores in Malaysia.

And if that book has left you longing for more, more, MORE! Then have no fear, I am here. :) I suggest you check out Ms. Quinn's other titles especially the Bridgerton series. Romance gold right there. My particular favourite would be Romancing Mr. Bridgerton purely for the fact that Colin Bridgerton has always been my ideal guy.

I'm currently reading another of Julia Quinn's, which is Splendid. Alexander Ridgely the hero in the novel was decribed as "sexy and dangerous...sinfully handsome and sinfully rich..." (her words not mine) and it got me squealing to my toes. Romance novels have always been my guilty pleasure. Especially those with heroes who are rakes. The more roguish, devilish, handsome and rich the better. I like any man in these types of books to be the kind who can silence the heroine with just a stare. He has to be masculine, strong and the forceful type. The kind of guy who will bend the heroine to his every whim and fancy and will seduce and titilate her at every chance he gets until they do the deed and leaves her to perish at the mercy of Regency London's social cirlces.

You can see I am not a feminist.

Which lead me to wander: I want a rake. I want a playboy. I want a strong guy. What kind of books should I read to ensure that I'll forever get a hero like this?

I did a little research and found my answer:

PIRATE ROMANCE NOVELS.

HOLY CRAP.

I am in Heaven.





(all images thanks to our best friend, Google)

Seriously, think about it. Heroine is stranded on a desert island. Sexy buff rakish (playboy) pirate hero sails onto her island and takes heroine as his captive. The set scene: Heroine on big beautiful pirate ship of 30 men all whom have been at sea for a long time now and have not seen a woman since. And because this is my fantasy, all the 30 men (the crew) are handsome and ready to pounce. But of course, hero is the hottest, strongest and sexiest of them all. And not to mention, he's also the captain. ;)

So as how all romance novels go, hero keeps heroine as his own. He chains her up and uses her as his slave. But then, aha! We find a twist in this plot (o rly?) and in actual fact, heroine's family had ruined hero's family a long, long time ago which lead to his pracy. Hero is get angry and plots his revenge by taking heroine as his own (you know what I mean) to spite her. But of course not all goes to plan as heroine (tries to) fight back. Hero is shocked that there is someone on Earth who dares fight his sexiness. Hero then leaves her alone, but for the next few chapters we are treated to endless scenes of said tortured hero trying to seduce said petulant heroine.

And to add another twist in the plot, maybe we can put heroine's fiancee whom she lost when she was left stranded on the desert island suddenly come sailing across the horizon towards their ship. Hero is enraged and locks up heroine to show a sign that she is 'his'. Hero and Heroine's fiancee fight to death for heroine's love but finally hero prevails and heroine's fiancee falls overboard into the sea never to be heard again.

And I'm tired to go on so we all know how this story will end. Hero and Heroine fall in love, have explosive coitus and have beautiful swashbuckling children. TA DA!

I shall call this story Scandal on the High Seas.

Doesn't it have that sizzle in the title? Hell, if I didn't write out the plot I'd buy/borrow it anyway. So much sizzle, so much angst, so much drama, so much endless sensual scenes the possibilities are endless when you're at sea on a big boat.

Sweet dreams (i know I will).

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9:03 AM


Wednesday, December 10, 2008
I am Miley Cyrus


The last person to tag you is?
Krystle.

What relationship do you have with him/her
She's a friend who tolerates my love for Disney related teens. Thank you.

Your 5 impressions towards him/her.
a) Before there was Miley, I had impeccable taste in music. Therefore I like to think I was her music mentor.
b) My fangirling buddy!
c) My fanfic buddy! Someone I can share smut with, lol.
d)
e) GAWD, WHY WON'T YOU ANSWER YOUR PHONE.

The most memorable thing that he/she had done for you.
She gave me Kame and Nikoru. (Who have since died, but I loved all the same. D; )

The most memorable thing that he/she has said to you.
(when talking about PG-rated fanfiction) "WHO THE HELL NEEDS THEIR PARENTS TO ACCOMPANY THEM TO READ FANFICTION!?"

If he/she becomes your lover, you will…
Kill myself. All the men in the world and I ended up a lesbian with her? NO WAY!

If he/she becomes your enemy, you will
beat the shit out of her because I am a thousand times more awesome. Word. *gangster pose*

If he/she becomes your lover , he/she has to improve on..
Uh....height?

If he/she becomes your enemy , the reason is...
I won't lie. It's probably because I drove her to insanity after singing too many Hannah Montana/Miley Cyrus songs.

The most desirable thing you want to do to him/her
Serenade her. With Hannah Montana or Jonas Brothers songs. HAHAHAHAHAHA.

The overall impression of he/her is
I'm glad we met. I won't go all sappy on you because that's not how we are. We are mean people. We shall never declare our undying love for each other but deep down I know we both love each other. Awww, tough love. *cough*

How do you think the people around you feel about you?
I'm too loud? If that's the case then they're jealous they don't have a voice as clear as mine. I'm freaking Mariah style.

The character for yourself is?
What character? You mean like cartoon character? Ok, Hamburglar. HE'S AWESOME.

On the contrary , the thing you hate about yourself is?
I can't sing. I need to work on my voice.

The most ideal person you want to be is?
I like myself. But I guess if I had to choose it would be Demi Lovato. I love her. Or maybe I could be a Jonas Brother. Yeah! That'd be so awesome! I could be Nick I guess since we share similar names/nicknames. Then I'll go date Demi not Selena. BOO YAH. EITHER WAY I TOTALLY WIN!!!

Pick a loved one and say something about them.
DEMI LOVATO I LOVE YOU. YOU HAVE AN AWESOME VOICE. I LISTEN TO YOUR ALBUM EVERYDAY. I LOOK FOR YOUR PICTURES EVERYDAY. I LOOOOOOOOVE YOU!!! *screams*



*is shot*

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6:44 AM


Saturday, October 25, 2008
Just When I Thought I Got Over Him...


Kazuya bounces back with something I never thought would happen. No, KAT-TUN hasn't released a new single, no he hasn't taken off his shirt recently, no ero-ero dances but something even more droolworthy.

Kazuya struts the catwalk for Hermès.

OMFG, I THINK I JUST CAME.





It's not even some cheapie local Japanese brand, but fucking Hermès. You know, Birkin bag Hermès. Silk scarves Hermès.

According to sources, his top is 159000円 and his scarf is 108000円.
So with my handy-dandy currency converter, RM5952.10 for the top, and RM4042.93 for the scarf. (US$1664.92, US$1130.89)

WOW.

Plus, homeboy was in the lead so I'm guessing that he opened the show as well.


Modelling at HERMES 2008 men's autumn/winter collection fashion show.


I'm sorry Kame! How could I have ever abandoned you for Joe Jonas? Ohh the blasphemy! I've learned my lesson now, whenever I try to forget about you, you come back and BANG! Kill me with the next best thing just when I thought you couldn't get any better.

BUT YOU DID!! :D :D :D
Great things come in small packages.

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7:52 AM


Saturday, August 16, 2008
Replay, I Need A Replay


I have nearly exactly 9 days to revise for each subject I'm taking for SPM. Minus the hours I take to sleep, eat, go to the toilet, tuition etc etc there's probably less than that left.

Haven't updated in aaaaages mainly because my Internet connection hates me and my computer was attacked by some shitty adware virus. But all is good now, minus the shitty connection. In fact it took me 3 days before I could even finish this damn post.

So many, many things have happened since I last updated I guess. I have a backlog of entries and experiences to put up but I guess I'll start with the most exciting : MTV ASIA AWARDS!

Yup, I went bitches. VIP seats too (but didn't get the darn goodie bags D:<) Still, many thanks to Vivian, Inessa, Rachel and Krystle for helping us win the tickets and Sammie and Sammie's Dad and Sammie's Dad's Friend for giving us another 2. You are all my little rock stars and that's why you guys are my friends. :D :D :D :D Took a bus from OneU to Genting seeing as nobody was willing to take us up (my dad wasn't around). Started at 1.30 arrived around...2.45? The trip was surprisingly smooth, so no complaints from me. I guess we have Rachel to thank for praying so hard. Look at her, saying her little prayer.



Arrived and got on the cable car. By the way, what happened to all the animals on the hill? Where did they all go??

Arrived and rushed to collect the tickets we won. I tell you, it was such a headache searching for that stupid Genting Showroom Box Office. SignageS were so crappy and the security guards weren't any help and not to mention the fact they blocked some of the escalators (probably because of the stars). Found the place, collected our tickets and found out to our utmost happiest surprise that our hotel was just opposite the Arena of Stars. Such convenience! :D My lucky stars were definitely shining that day.

Had nothing to do, so we decided to wait around. Suddenly out of the corner of my eye I realised I saw someone I thought was familiar. Very, very, very familiar. The one man I have been longing to meet for God knows how long. It's....

OMG KENNY SIA!!!
I swear to you man, my heart couldn't stop racing and blood was pounding in my ears. I guess I must've acted like a fool in front of him cause I started shouting, "Kenny! It's Kenny! Omg it's KENNY SIAAAAAAA!!!!" to Krystle who was embarrassed to be around me. The horde of people who were waiting outside the Arena as well thought I saw some huge star and some of them actually looked disappointed when I ran up to Kenny on the other side of the gate. Everyone was staring but I didn't care. One of my life's goals, FULFILLED!!

I guess I must've acted like an idiot cause I remember going "Hi KENNY! HI, OMG I'M SUCH A HUGE FAN! I GOT YOUR AUTOGRAPH, MY FRIEND HERE HAS ACTUALLY MET YOU BEFORE AND I CARRY IT EVERYWHERE I GO!" And Kenny was actually kind enough not to dismiss me as a raving lunatic.

Rachel who went to the toilets to change with Vivian was quite sad, because it is also one of her dreams to meet Kenny. Better luck next time! : D


So, since Vivian and Rachel got different tickets (the free seating ones) Krystle and I went off to meet Vivian's dad who was going to help us check in. We left them outside the Arena after lots of planning (meet at Coffee Terrace stat after show) and ran to our room to dump our bags and get ready. Slight problem with the room key but that was quickly solved.

Got ready, hid our cameras in our pants, handphones and tickets; check! Made our way to the Arena and waited outside for the gates to open. Apparently the free seaters and mosh pit people were allowed to enter but we VIP's had to wait. Eventually we got in and breezed through security (stupid bag checks).

While waiting for the doors to open some local band and some lady were performing and giving away free stuff.

And who do I meet but...well actually I don't know who this guy is. I just took a picture with him because Krystle claims he is famous and on 8TV.
Well, ok. I don't care who you are, if you're supposedly famous I'm snapping a photo with you. Plus, he was really nice about it even though we interrupted his smoking time.
Edit;; his name is VJ Adam and he is a presenter for 8TV. Oh, ok. :)


So home security guard that looked like Jonathan Rhys-Meyers. xD


At exactly 7 sharp we were allowed to enter the arena. Since we were VIP's, we got to enter through the red carpet. :P
I didn't really take many pictures of the show. And I'm pretty sure you guys know who performed. Pussycat Dolls (blah), OneRepublic (bigger blah), The Click Five (*yawn*), Stefanie Sun and some Electrico (whatever), Leona Lewis (okay), The Script (who?) and a bunch of other unimportant stars. People, people, don't you know who I'm waiting for??!

Not you, Leona Lewis. Sorry.

SUPER JUNIOR!!!

WOOH I TELL YOU. MY 11 BOYS REALLY AND TRULY ROCKED THE STAGE AND THE CROWD SO HARD. Their ballad at the start was so touching and suddenly the opening riffs of Don't Don started and out came all 11 (2 weren't present. NVM! The most important is Hee Chul). But that wasn't the best part, suddenly after the opening riffs they burst out into a whole different song entirely. It was hotter, louder, sexier, more crowd pleasing and their moves were so smooth, so hot, so impressive they practically put the Pussycat Dolls to shame. They well and truly rocked the house with 갈증 or Thirst (A Man in Love). I was so overwhelmed at one point I admit I cried.

I cried. Just watching my beautiful Hee Chul dance onstage even though he left a little early. I finally get to see nearly all my beautiful boys in real life and confirm that such perfection well and truly exists in this world. Super Junior, you did not fail to deliver!! You were so good even Jared Leto couldn't help but call you "the Greatest band in the World". TRUE FACT.

After Super Junior everything else was pretty much a blur. The second performance I was looking forward to was Panic! At the Disco. Oops, I mean, Panic at the Disco. -_-

Some local band.

Right after the local band performed, a group of people in marching uniforms appeared next to me. PANIC'S COMING.

And yup, my suspicions were confirmed. Panic! was the closing act for the night and I just sat there stunned. 2 years ago I was such a huge fan of Panic!. Purposely went to Singapore to buy their album (at an absurd price!) when Malaysia didn't have it, joined various LJ communities, stalked their ex-girlfriends (lol Jac Vanek and Audrey Kitching/various scenequeens), and then moved on to viawentztop and even through the phase where everyone worshipped The Rosevest.

Yes, I mean THE ROSEVEST. And if you don't get that, you're not a real or old enough Panic! fan. There, I said it.

They performed "I Write Sins Not Tragedies" and "Nine in the Afternoon".

And voila! The show ended.

But that's not all folks! Of course, a true fan would not just watch the show and then leave Genting/go straight to bed. Ohohoho, the night has just started. Straight after MTV Asia Awards ended, Krystle and I ran out of the Arena of Stars and fought our way to the Coffee Terrace in Genting Hotel where we knew the stars were going to have their after party. As a camera and autograph greedy whore, I HAD to be there when the stars arrived. HAD TO.

So thus started our nearly all night long wait for that few seconds of being close to fame. My initial plan was to meet Super Junior but other things happened and along the way my life sort of changed. Forever.

Then a funny thing happened. While waiting outside (it was hot in the hotel and no star arrived yet) I noticed a group of guys just happily smoking on the steps of the hotel (no joke) and squatting on the ground (yup, serious). Rachel was telling me how hot one of the guys looked and then I realised something. One of the fellas in the pink and brown striped shirt was kind of familiar. And not to mention, haha, hot.

It suddenly smacked into my brain that it was CHICOSCI! Don't even know why I remembered their name but I surprisingly did! Must be fated or something. Anyway, Chicosci were the winners of the Favourite Artist Award - Philippines. And then it hit me why I remembered who they were. During the show when all the nominees were being announced, Favourite Artist Award for Philippines garnered the least response from the crowd. Every other nominee had such loud hoots but when Chicosci were announced, not many people applauded, it was just a polite volume. I remember feeling sorry for them and probably remembered Chicosci from that moment of sympathy. *ahem*

So anyway, since Krystle, Rachel and I agreed that some of the members were hot I immediately approached the hottest one in the striking pink and brown sweater I love. :D

Here we are with Chicosci!
From left: Krystle, Ariel, Joel, Mong, Miggy, me (Nicole), Rachel and Calde.


Solo pic of me and Mong (my favourite) :D


Me, Calde, Krystle and Ariel (her favourite)


Rachel and Miggy (her favourite)
Another group photo.
Such freaking nice guys. We got their autographs and even chatted to them. I admitted I didn't know who they were but Mong was really sweet and offered to write their Myspace address for me. I promised that I would definitely check them out and guys, seriously, I have not regretted it. If you like From First to Last these guys are definitely worth checking out.

Besides, Chicosci are such fashionistas. Mong was wearing a pair of Raybans and Ariel complimented me on my shoes. He knew they were Vans!

Anyway after chatting, we left them alone (to smoke some more) and just loitered around the entrance. Suddenly this huge car pulls out and who comes out it's....

OMG
OMG

KAREN MOK!!!

*sarcasm*

Like seriously who cares right. And right after Karen another car pulls up and I was still disgruntled that I didn't realise who it was until Krystle shouted,

"JARED LETO!!! JARED LETO!! JARRREEEEDDD LEEEETTTOOO!"

She was grabbing my arm and screaming Jared Leto, there were no bodyguards nothing, nobody around us, we were exactly at arms length from the fella, I was so shocked that I suddenly dropped my bloody camera.

And you know what Jared said to me?!?! MOI??? MEE/?!?!? NICOLE YEONG?!?!

"Oh, your camera dropped." *points to camera on floor*

I swear, I always thought I'd have a clear head when I meet stars but now I know the definition of STARSTRUCK. And those blue eyes? Chyeah, they're real. *swoons*

So immediately I picked up my camera and ran after Jared. HELLO, DUH. But by then I was too slow cause from nobody there was all of a sudden a huge swarming crowd of other eager fans screaming and running after Jared along with me. Then the damn bodyguards appeared blocking my way and my arm so I had to chance to wave at Jared. At that point I was so close to crying.

To make things worse, Jared's fucking lackey or manager in some really ugly argyle sweater suddenly appears right by his side to stop the commotion. But sweet Jared, sweet sweet Jared assured him it was ok and the damn manager started picking random people to take photos with Jared. WHAT THE FUUUUUCK. WE SAW HIM FIRST. WHY CAN'T I SNAP A PHOTO?!?!?!?!

I started looking really pitiful and was crying out "JARED! JARED! PLEASE!! ONE PHOTO! JARED!" like a bloody beggar lah I tell you.

And to make things worse, this boy in a green shirt started doing the same and guess what?!? HE GOT CHOSEN TO GET A DAMN PHOTO WITH JARED!!!

So I started pleading more, this time louder and in his line of sight when suddenly Jared turns towards me, looks into my eyes, raises a free arm and says 2 very beautiful words,

"Hold on."

JARED LETO SAID HOLD ON TO ME. WOW, I'M ACKNOWLEDGED. HE LOOKED AT ME WITH THOSE BEWITCHINGLY BEAUTIFUL BLUE EYES THAT I'VE YEARNED TO LOOK INTO SINCE REQUEIM FOR A DREAM. HE STARED AT ME FOR 3 SECS AND HELD UP HIS ARM TO ME. WOW, OMG.

And to make things worse, Jared was about to walk towards us when suddenly the fucking manager again interrupts and tells Jared that they really had to go. So, there goes my damn chance again and I watched in despair as he walks away from me. So much for hold on. :(


But not to worry. Something good came out of Jared later in the night. :)

So after that, more celebs started appearing. OneRepublic (totally didn't recognise them), Nicholas Teo (he waved to me, twice!), VJ Denise, VJ Utt, The Click Five, and the Script!

I totally ignored everyone but the Script. Didn't know who they were but one minute they were exiting the elevator and the next thing they were right in front of me! Rachel being a smartass started shouting, "The Script ~I love you!" right when the lead singer passed. Too much la that woman, don't know who they are some more I love you.

But it was a good thing anyway, cause Danny the lead singer smiled at us and said "Hello, hi, hi!" and shook my hand. WOW, don't know the fella but I'm still happy. And how do I know that he was smiling at us? Because it was nearly 2 AM and there were not many people loitering around anymore but me, Rachel and Krystle and some other people who were waiting for Super Junior.


I didn't get pics of the passing celebs because they were walking way too fast. But I got a lot of Hellos! And one hello totally stood out.

It was 3 AM and I was just about ready to give up when suddenly I recognized a black cap with a feather peeking out from behind a security guard coming near. Without realizing, I grabbed Krystle and we shouted "It's Ryan! Ryan Ross!" With a magical turn of his head, Ryan Ross suddenly turns around from walking and waves to me! ME! RYAN ROSS WAVED TO ME!! Only me because there weren't anyone else around but me and bodyguards!

He walked too fast to take a picture and I was starstruck. Again.

Second chance. Ryan Ross comes out from the Coffee Terrace, Krystle and I shout "Ryan! Ryan Ross!" once more, more desperately but he still walks on but this time opens his melodious mouth and says, "Hello~!" to us while waving.

To quote Renee Zellweger in Jerry Maguire, "You had me at Hello."

Well and truly, Ryan Ross.

And then last but least, Jared Leto passes by again! This time, I was not letting go, I immediately stuck out my hand from between the guards and he signs the piece of paper (ok scribble), gives me more quick eye contact and walks away from the small group of us in a circle of tight security. The fucking manager is still around him.


(the JARED LETO 2 AUGUST 2008 part is my doing. The tiny scribble is Jared's)

Hey man, better than nothing.

Chicosci + myspace add in Mong's handwriting.
We eventually went back to our hotel room at 3.30am and fell asleep at 4 am.


Celebrities I met upclose (in order of appearance):
01. Adam (the 8TV guy)
02. Chicosci
03. Karen Mok
04. JARED LETO ♥
05. Utt
06. One Republic
07. The Click Five
08. Denise
09. RYAN ROSS ♥
10. Nicholas Teo (he waved at me! Twice!)
11. Panic at the Disco (the other members)
12. Serena C
13. TOR+ Saksit! (Thai singer)




Woah, what a monster of a post. :/

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9:31 AM


Thursday, May 22, 2008
I'm So So So Hot Hot


Went to OU to watch Narnia with Rachel today. Well, we were actually supposed to watch Speed Racer but decided last minute to change. Anyway I'm glad we did because I conclude that BEN BARNES >> RAIN. I remember like 2 years ago when the first movie came out, Sammie and I were so disappointed with it we vowed never again to watch anything related to Narnia. I now I have broken that vow. I'm sorry Sammie, I couldn't help myself. Just look at those....


SEXY AND BURNING EYES.



PHWOAR. If you thought Prince Caspian looked good in the posters (that stare! *shivers*) he's even better MOVING. His eyes are really the windows to his soul. When he was angry, his eyes were burning with passion. When he was fighting in the battle, his eyes were fiery with determination. When he was sad, his eyes glazed over and became what Rachel called crystals. When he was staring at the ugly betch Susan (FUGLY!) he had that puppy dog look so few grown macho men can achieve. His eyes are just so...so intense. Add all that and the fact he was hot and sweaty throughout the whole movie. I FEEL ALL TINGLY INSIDE NOW, MY HEART JUST SKIPPED A BEAT.

And omona, Wonder Girls new MV, "So Hot" is out! It's so appropriate for my day. Freaking catchy lyrics, awesome video, sexy dance. I don't need to say more except:

BEN BARNES YOU ARE SO. SO. SO. SO. HOT, HOT!


Wonder Girls - So Hot <3

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8:42 AM


Friday, May 16, 2008
Haptic Him


I love the fact that Kame's picture says "Touch me" while Jin's says "Believe me".

What a choice. TOUCHING IS SO MUCH BETTER THAN BELIEVING.






Akame reunion? :D (Pics taken from the latest TV Guide)

Gotta love Kame and Junno's new haircuts. ♥
Oooh, and KAT-TUN's latest Music Station performance (16/5/2008). Dont't U Ever Stop and omona, LOVEJUICE! xD



Jin looks like he's wearing a dress and Kame looks like a really sloppy dressed bridegroom; a hot sloppy bridegroom I'd like to haptic though.

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7:48 AM


Thursday, May 15, 2008
I'd Like to Haptic Kazuya Till He Has Lovejuice


I can't believe I just typed such a dirty title but it's what going on through my mind right now. After nearly TWO WEEKS of being computer-less (thanks to my mother for hiding the cable), I come back and POW!

- NEW KAT-TUN PV
- NEW DBSK & SNSD AD
- NEW KAT-TUN SOLOS
- NEW LOVEJUICE SINGLE AND LYRICS

Gosh, where to start. Obsessed with (what else? gotta follow the crowd xD) HAPTIC right now! Forget OMONA, Haptic is now my second favourite word after LOVEJUICE.
2008 is clearly the year for witty one-words.

Haptic : (to) Touch
LOVEJUICE : You have brains, you decide what it means. : )


Lovejuice:
"Don't rush the night is still young
Take it to the room and sex things up
I can see you call out my name, saying

"Don't stop, more," I'm trying to see how your lips feel babe
All we need is body language
And now I know, I'm falling for you and I just can't lie
I won't go nowhere cuz I'm your man tonight."



Doesn't it make you want to haptic yourself? >:)





Ok I'll stop now before I start typing dirtier thoughts.

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6:14 AM


Monday, April 28, 2008
Otanjoubi Omodetou Gozaimasu!


Wanted to blog this prior to LOVEJUICE, but stalled a little. Anyway, my weekend was great. T'was my uncle's birthday ( the cool one) and we decided to go to Bangsar for dim sum lunch. Had dessert in alexis, a place that has greatly improved since the last time I went. which was years ago.

Tiramisu, pecan pie and berry meringue.

Lol, what an awful shot. Handphone cams really aren't flattering.
I must add something here. Even though it my uncle's birthday it kind of turned out to be my early one too.

OMONA, PEOPLE LOOOOOOOOOOOOOK!!!!!!


XD! KAT-TUN 2008/4 - 2009/3 CALENDAR!!
The very same one I was staring at in Kinokuniya just a few weeks before grumbling why it costs freaking RM106.


Posing in uniform just because...

Not only does it come with a planner, it also comes with an eco bag! Not to sound like a biased fangirl but I think KAT-TUN's one is the best. Arashi and NEWS and other bands all had bonuses like a recipe book (wtf, yeah), and calendars that can also be coasters. BUT! Think about it, what with food prices rising and who uses coasters these days anyway? KAT-TUN has decided to address world pollution by jumping on the bandwagon and producing their own environmental and fangirl friendly eco bag suitable for your everyday use. So now we fangirls can look good, trendy AND save the environment as well! Just what Al Gore ordered innit? Safe! xD



The calendar does make one feel as if they're looking at porn though...


I've said it and I'll say it again :
MY UNCLE >>>>>>> YOURS
.
(unless yours in filthy rich)
____________________________________

Huda gave me some peacock feathers on Sports Day. Such pretty things.
Right, back to listening to LOVEJUICE. xD Totally addicted to it now. GAWD JIN.

Her sexy and burning eyes

My hands on her hips as we grind
She whispered and I said, "No, no"
I can tell you want me too every time I think of you

Your lips so sweet, get next to you
I can taste your sweet lovejuice.


LOVEJUICE: Interpret it however you like. Indeed.

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8:48 AM


Sunday, April 27, 2008
English is no longer comprehendable


I no longer know what to think of KAT-TUN.

other than...

OMFG I LOVE THEEEEEEEEEEEMMMMMMMMMMMM.

Man, them Koreans may be able to dance and come up with catchy beats but KAT-TUN can dance, come up with catchy beats and come up with song titles like LOVEJUICE.

I KID YOU NOT.

Just when I thought they couldn't get better (refer to other posts before this; Kame in eyeliner!) and this turns up. WHOAAAWHOAAAWHOAA.

Speaking of that though, I don't want to know what lovejuice Jin is singing about. Really. And did I mention the whole song is in English? I'm sorry, Engrish.

I can hardly make out what the fella is singing, let alone a Japanese schoolgirl. She probably thinks Jin is all kakoii and cool singing in English nobody fluent can understand.

I'm making out words like, "grind" and "lovejuice" and "explode". Uhm...>.>

Want to find out yourself? Download it here: Akanishi Jin - LOVEJUICE.

Prepare to be so turned on UNTIL YOU EXCRETE LOVEJUICE. ;D

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9:35 AM


Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Rak Phom Mai?


I freaking love Thailand. F.T. Island loves Thailand. KAT-TUN and DBSK have been to Thailand. Wonder Girls are going to Thailand. WHAT DO WE HAVE IN COMMON HERE??

THAILAND. :(

I won't lie, I also love Thai bands: Golf&Mike, K-OTIC, Nice 2 Meet U, Payu (Clark), Knes, etc..
Oh! Speaking of Knes, when I went to Thailand last November, I saw Knes in Siam Paragon(?)Center(?). I was blown away, totally blown away. I think he was promoting his single "Play".


Hot Thai brothers, Golf and Mike.
F.T. Island, I'm already sad, how could you do this to me. Why must you go to Thailand and look so damn, bloody, freaking cute/hot/handsome. Why did you have to play Songkran with everyone. Why did you have to use WINNIE THE FREAKING POOH WATERGUNS. I'm dying. Really, just dying here. I'm only a few miles down South of Bangkok, come back to Malaysia. Please? :(






Jung Hoon looking like a freaking hot pimp in Bangkok.
Even wet, with ugly pimp glasses and Winnie the Pooh watergun in hand, they never cease to look hot.

Already died inside long ago.

Don't even want to post pics of their concert. Looking at those make me so depressed that my Won Bin experience can't cheer me up. I won't be posting my own press conference/videos anytime soon. I shed a tear everytime I look at those.


Excuse me while I go cry myself to sleep. I just realised Won Bin wore WHITE PANTS to play Songkran. *nose bleed*

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9:09 AM