the beautiful letdown

for this, i have nothing else but love.

i can't wait for the album!

PS: Adam Lambert = MY American Idol, regardless of who wins next week. And Kris, Kris... oh Kris, you blew me away with that second song of yours. I thought the Fray's version was haunting and beautiful and that nothing could beat it, but oh, you threw that thought out of the window and made me worship. For that, you deserve a spot in the finals. Support Kradam, everybody!!!

PPS: some food for thought;

"So today was my first day of my 3 day fast. It wasnt quite as hard as I thought it would be. I didn't really tell my mom and dad until about six in the evening. by "chance" one of my best friends came over after school to hang out and he ended up eating my dinner. ("chance" = miracle from God)

I have started to see what life is like for the starving in Darfur. I cannot wait until Friday when I go back to eating anything and everything. Friday is the goal. but in Darfur, there is no goal. There is no friday when you can eat again. They do not have an end goal like I have. How can they carry on? What is their source of hope? Something too glorious for me to comprehend is at work in the world.

But how amazing it is, that I have not eaten in nearly 24 hours, yet have carried out my daily activities as normal. I have a strength to face my hunger, my "hurricane" with a simple "hello." hunger is not enough to silence me. dead fury is not enough. While I may be empty physically, I am full spiritually. and this will carry me through the next two days of fasting."

12.33 am. i just said goodbye to Davis before logging off for the night on RO. part of me wonders when i will ever grow up and quit that game; and each time i do the kid in me replies, clenches her tiny little fists, stomps her Kiko-clad feet and yells a feisty "NEVER!". i'm having too much fun to grow up. 'sides, who says computer games are for kids anyway?

tomorrow's a Thursday. in your world, it might mean "FINALLY! ONE DAY BEFORE FRIDAY!!!!!!" or "FINALLY, THE WEEK'S GOING TO END!" but to me it means doom, because doom = Management class. our lecturer, Miss. Suzanne, makes the class interesting with her syok-sendiri sense of humor (where we all end up laughing at her, not with her), but i still fall asleep in lectures as usual with the exception of last week (which was one hell of a feat, because last week's lecture was all about history of management o_o). worse, this week, she's going to be giving us closed-book essays to do in tutorial classes.... i am so fucked.

oh my god, today's idol... i don't know what to make of it, lol. i'm not a huge fan of country music, in fact, i almost dreaded this week because Adam's performance would be... well, interesting, and it was in a sort of dazed, confusing way. i don't know what to make of it. lots of eyesmex at the camera, yes (omnomnom), but uh, i don't know about the song. am not too crazy about it, either way. however, i totally enjoyed Kris' and Matt's performances-- DAMN those boys can sing! i find myself wanting to hear more and more of Matt each week; his Human Nature cover already getting heavy play on my iTunes<3 and no, Glambert, i am not ditching you! never shall i ditch the maestro of falsettos, black eyeliner, nailpolish and blue-highlighted hair<3

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bedtime! dad just yanked open the door and yelled at me! sort of miss the days when he wouldn't so much as bat an eye when i stayed up :(

tonight, i shall go to bed dreaming of better days that aren't filled with homework, sad thoughts and class. and maybe i'll end up in a land many yesterdays ago, in that smelly old classroom on the first floor.


random plug: Coffee Bean's Green Tea/Mango fusion ice blended! <3

BOY DID US PROUD THIS WEEK.

fml i will elaborate on this week's idol when i'm done with everything tomorrow but just so you know, Adam Lambert is THE SHIZNIT. i have to wake up in like 2 hours to follow Mom and Wilson out because Mom wants my passport done even though it's only expiring next year in September, lol weird, i know, but it's no point arguing with someone like my mother when she's dead set on doing something. and then after the passport-making i'm going out with Joan and Jeff to watch movies, HOPEFULLY Benjamin Button, and then HOPEFULLY return home in time for Idol. or else, i'll have to depend on my not-so-trusty AstroMax that tends to cancel out programs even though you've pressed Record. *glares at small black rectangle sitting on shelf*

goodnight world! i am going to go sleep and pray that my eyes aren't dry when i wake up in oh, say, an hour? fail.

I'm not in the mood to write anything much today.

I just want to settle back in my seat and read more Narnia Susan/Caspian fics and read Twilight. :)

( me being vain again: pictures )

and -- oh yeah. did i ever mention that Michael Johns and David Cook are the sexiest men alive right now?

i can't seem to stop listening to Michael Johns' "It's All Wrong But It's All Right"

it rings in my ears when i'm in class, when i'm daydreaming, when i'm staring out the window in the car/train on the way home... his voice sends shivers down my spine whenever i listen to it on my iPod.

dammit.

it's like a disease. a good one ♥