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tired of barely holding on,
to something that's already gone.
tired of being the one who's in this all alone.

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Friday, 22 October 2010 // 21:11

The broken clock is a comfort, it helps me sleep tonight
Maybe it can stop tomorrow from stealing all my time

-Lifehouse, Broken

Kay, so I haven't been posting. Since, Tuesday.

Hmm, Wednesday. I went for lunch with Nat at West Mall. And then we went to IMM? Mm. And then I came home and just sat on my bed watching my three weeks worth of Chuck and Glee until my butt and legs were numb. Yesterday, omgg I had training. I was basically half-dead the whole time. I couldn't throw/catch a proper ball for the whole 4hours. Oh and we played a game, like, the Sec1s vs. the Sec2s+3s, and our coach got pissed with us for messing up. I played leftfield and missed every single ball so I had to run and run and run. And as usual, I couldn't bat, at all. I batted one foul ball though, and yes that's an improvement. Meh.

Kay now my arm muscles hurt. Bleh. And then today, I forced myself out of bed to go shopping? Yeah and like everyone couldn't make it so it was only me and NgXin, hahah mmhmm. And we're super fail shoppers. We met at Somerset and went to HMV first? Ohh and I saw my Sec2 captain, huhh weird. Ooh and we saw The Other Side of Down, yay. Ohh and one of the pillar-thingas had a gigantic picture of David A. And, we saw the Glam Box? Mm. Ohyeahh I was supposed to buy it for Divya. Shit.

OH OH and the DVD for Chuck season three was #7 on their charts! And FlashForward was #10 or #11 or something omgggg. I want the FlashForward DVD! It's kinda, somehow more important just because it'd be the only FlashForward DVD ever? And yeah, plus I can't find every episode online.

And then we went to Harris. And Ripley's Believe It Or Not is just gross shit. Then we ate, and then we went to Taka to shop for her pencilcase. Then we went to Kinokuniya and read random unofficial Twilight books. And looked at the cute stationery. Hahah and then we got tired and went to Mc's.

After that we walked back to Somerset and loitered around until she needed to go meet her dad.

Hahahah we're freaking fail shoppers kay, full stop.



OMA. KAY. I'M NOT ACTUALLY PISSED NOW BUT I WAS FREAKING PISSED YESTERDAY, AT WHOEVER CANCELLED FlashForward, AGAIN. BECAUSE.

I was stalking EW.com because someone posted this link of Michael Slezak, who's a complete fanboy of KA btw, interviewing him for EW. Hahah KA goes to interviews looking like he just rolled out of bed. And like he doesn't own a comb, which might be possible. It's freaking adorable.

Ohh and then at another interview at MTV, he told Jim Cantiello, this other fanboy of him, about this story a few months back, where he slept naked, sleepwalked, and then locked himself out of the room. Hahah it was freaking funny.

Oh and his email got hacked or something. Idk, he tweeted.

ANYWAYYY! I found this post on EW.com about study of the average cost of an advertisement on broadcast TV shows, and hahah the top few are completely FOX, like #1 to #6, except for #2 being NBC's Sunday Night Football. It was, in order, American Idol, Glee, Family Guy, The Simpsons and House. And then from #7 onwards it's Grey's Anatomy, The Office, Desperate Housewives, and Two And A Half Men.

Oh and AI's freaking ridiculous kay. You know it costs $467, 617 for a 30second spot, and $400,546 for the results show.

Anywayy. About the pissed part. YOU KNOW FlashForward WAS THE MOST EXPENSIVE NEW SHOW LAST YEAR, WITH $175,724. WHO THE FUCK CANCELS AN EPIC SHOW THAT BRINGS IN SO MUCH MONEY. Freaking retards kay.

Kay, anyway NCIS apparently only costs $150,708, despite being the most-watched drama or something.

Ohh and they had this other article, criticized Glee being too sexed-up. Because apparently Cory Monteith, Lea Michele, and Dianna Agron did some racy photoshoot with GQ? Mmhmm. Ohh but they sortof-notexactly praised Cory Monteith, 'cause he was like the only one who wasn't half naked in all the photos.



2. List ten people who you would die for.
Uhmmmm. I don't really know. I'm like, really selfish? It's more like, I don't really think much about dying. I mean, if it really comes to such a situation, I'll just do whatever I think is right? Idkk.


3. Is the truth always good to hear? Why or why not?
Duh no? This is kinda a really stupid question. The truth hurts sometimes? Like, life isn't perfect, there's always gonna be shit happening, and it sucks to hear it. I kinda feel like Captain Obvious for answering this question.


4. Words you live by. Why do you like them?
Ohh Lifetime! Okay I don't really live by them, just that I was listening to it today and it was the first thing that came to mind. It's this song, by Kris Allen. Okay, no, you do not look at me like that.

"Living doesn't come first try, it takes a lifetime to get it right. It takes a lifetime to learn how to sing, to find my place in the world symphony. To become the melody, the man I know I could be." Like, the concept that there's this place just for you in this big scary world, and it's your destiny and everything. And how everyone has a purpose, and even if you don't know it yet, it's okay.

Idk, I think I'm way past that and I'm just at this stage where I'm waiting for everything to fall into place for me without any effort on my side. You can't really get anywhere without working hard, regardless of destiny or what shit. Yeah, I'm completely messing up my life.