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Wednesday, 28 April 2010


“So if you want me, I don’t come cheap.”
I Do Not Hook Up - Kelly Clarkson

Sunday night was a blast. Kelly Clarkson rocked the house at the Bukit Jalil Outdoor Stadium. She’s one of the best American Idols in my opinion (I only favour her and Carrie Underwood. I don’t like the other idols). What’s better? She writes her own songs.

And when she sings them live, they have more meaning than they ever do on radio or on your MP3 player. They come to life and paint pictures of how love and fear in a lifetime can grip us and tear us apart, but knowing that we’ll pull through it with a little help from friends and family just turns it all around. I love the meaning and detail she puts in her songs.

A big thank you to Kenn Chen for the free ticket. It’s the first concert tour I’ve been to in my life, and I’m glad I went. Even though I nearly missed the last train home.

Monday was burnt at home and in the SS2 Night Market. Scotty, Elly and I had a reunion sort of thing to make video for an event in Sri Nobel. It just reminded me of how much I love my old school and how much I wish I could go back. Turns out they’re closed for a week due to the Influenza A(H1N1) wave after 4 cases in the primary school.

Today was okay. I guess, until I opened my blog feed aggregator to find 80 posts waiting patiently for me. I chucked most of the pictureblog and microblog posts and went straight to the text blogs. That’s where something went terribly wrong.


Now I, for some reason, have something against one-line posts on blogs. Those things belong to Twitter. Seriously. Ever since I started Twitter, I never had short posts on my blog. But this seemed like a call for help. I don’t know what went wrong but it made me feel really bad.

Yes. It made ME feel bad.

Why so? I’m supposed to be this person’s best friend. I love her to the bone but it always was hard for her to relate to me and share her problems. I tried to help her open up but it didn’t work.

Worst part about that post? I’m reading it a week late. Some friend I am huh.

I always open up my heart to her and I always refer to her as my sister and if not, as my Guardian Angel. I say this because she really is an angel. I’ve never seen her swear before. NEVER.

If someone who never swears is invoked unto such a level that s/he has to profanely vent it, chances are that someone has pissed her off. I pray it wasn’t me, though a part of me tell me that it might just have been.

Now the climax of this emotional shitstorm I’m in is the fact that she has stopped replying my messages. I don’t wanna write too much on this for the insane fear of losing a friend. She means the world to me. I don’t wanna lose her. Ever.

I hope you sleep tight tonight and are comfortable. Best of luck in your Legal Studies exam tomorrow. No matter what happens, I love you dear. Know that.


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