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

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Thursday, 6 January 2011 // 00:29

What if I told you that I have always loved you and never got a fair shot?
What if you knew that when I look at you with someone else, it makes my heart stop?

-Jesse McCartney, One Night

I actually like this song. The lyrics are actually, good and like, deep. LIke not super deep but compared to half the new songs out there right now yeah, it can be considered super duper profound.

Anyway, I should've posted about this weeks ago, but you know JMac's album release date got pushed back again. Apparently it's like the fifth time or something already idkkk wtf. Ugh, this sucks.

Gosh I feel the need to defend myself on my own blog for posting that bit. Gah. Although I obviously don't need to, since I'm posting actual relevant stuff I really really care about and not stupid things like "Taylor Swift and Jake Gylenhaal broke up." Which they so did, btw, and the only went out for like what, less than 2 months?

Anyway, first half-week of school! Okay actually it was just two days. Gah I hate my new form teacher, he's freaking ughhh. I don't know how to say, he's just a little bitch. I mean little as in, literally little, not as in he's a little bitchy. Hahah I feel mean about insulting his height but yeahh, he's my height. And yeah, I'm quite short.

Just can't stand him. He has attitude problems or something kay.

It's weird being a Sec2 hahah. Then during training yesterday the seniors kept going "Sec1s!" And when they actually got it right and called us Sec2s I'd think they were referring to like, last year's Sec2s hahah.

And meh idk why we didn't help out with the trials, as in the one that everyone has to go for, because it's a sport and we're awesome like that hahah. I remember last year it was the Sec2s doing ugh idk why it changed this year. Anyway, as the CCA exhibition shown, damn little people are willing to sign up for softball because they have no idea what the hell is ugh.

And like, most of the people interested in sports all want to get into netball. Hahahah good luck man, I know because I was one of the stupid wishful people last year who wanted to get into netball.

Without the compulsory trials, softball might end up with like 5 people in a batch, honestly hahah this is so sad.

Hmm, what else is there to post about school. Hmm, teachers besides that irritating form teacher. Our form last year became our co-form, and uhh, we haven't met any new teachers yet. As in, all the lessons we had so far were all with old teachers.

Ohh and our irresponsible LA teacher's the new level head omg like whaaaaaaaaat.

And uh, ooh my group! We got to pick our own seats because of our horrible form, and I tried to be responsible and not sit with like, people in my sort-of circle. And I failed, because all the stupid smart people can be focused even in their cliques, so they just all stuck together gosh that's so ugh. So my group has, XiMin and SeeMin. Yeahhhhhhhh. At least they're the, not-guai-at-all-but-would-still-be-responsible-when-required kind of people. And I like, told Divya not to be in my group because I'd just end up telling her about too much random shit. Like really, even if we ran out of things about our fandoms, I can just start talking to her about random American people and she'd actually get it and respond properly.

That's why not being in the same group as her was such a mature decision whee! But I think she got like pissed with me for it for like the rest of the day though wth.

What else. Idk, first day was mostly random talks and class bonding (which that idiotic guy completely screwed up) and stuff like that. You know our camp this year is going to be a day camp! Wth!

Today was just, lessons. Physics was, huh. My whole class got confused with the, Conventional Current/Electron Current thinga. I still don't really get it though, but whatever.

Oh and after school I stayed back with Daphne and she spent a hell lot of time spazzing about DBSK and laughing like mad. Then when she finally calmed down we did this Math revision we got, which we totally didn't know how to do despite being supposedly taught it last year, and Physics. And we read the History textbook. Hahah yay we're so awesome and hardworking.

Yeah, that's about all I have to say about school. I wanna sleep early 'cause I've been sleeping at like 2am the past few nights to choing LA plus there's training tomorrow so yeah. Ooh there's gonna be like, the second round trials yay juniors!

We're finally going to get someone to carry our equipment wheee. Eh we carried for one whole year already okay.

Yep, going to sleep now.



Day 16 - Your favorite Kris Allen picture.
Omg I hate this question. And the next one, and the next next one. Because I just never really got into saving picspams and stuff shit.

Ugh idk okay! He just looks hot as usual, and it was like the first photo of him on my Tumblr, besides of him at this football game where he looks a little weird, plus there were way too many people in those football photos so yeahhh.


Day 17 - Your favorite Kris Allen gif.

I don't even know if GIFs work on Blogger. I don't really care if it doesn't. Idk, it's just him at one of his concerts and he just suddenly started laughing? Yeahh idk, I just took the first GIF I saw.


Day 18 - Your favorite Kris Allen macro.

Ugh I really don't give a fuck about how Adam takes up so much more of this picture, even though he's getting on my nerves lately, for some unknown reason. He just looks super cute doing that stupid airplane-lookalike thing, the end. And it's freaking hard to find macros on Tumblr idk why the people I follow don't post macros ugh and I somehow had this in my comp so yeah. And the Hot Pocket thing is basically because he's tiny, in American standards. And hot, yep.


Day 19 - Your favorite Kris Allen tweet.
Uh, this probably isn't my favourite, but it's my recent-est favourite I guess? Idkk.

Someone commented, and I quote "It’s so cute when college football makes him sad. :3" And hahahah yes, that's a sadface waffle. Hahah don't ask me why he called it a pancake, he was probably too upset hahah.


Day 20 - Your favorite Kris Allen quote.
Okay this one I know! He said the quote around the time I saw this challenge so I just like, decided right then to use this quote. Wait let me search my history.

I'm not saying that everybody's gonna be a huge star, a rock star, or a pop star, or make millions and millions of dollar being a musician. A lot of people think that's what you gotta do to be successful in music. There are SO many other ways you can be successful and if you're doing the thing you love, you're gonna be happy with it. So keep trying, keep doing it, keep getting better and don't put whatever you have down. Don't put your instrument down, don't stop dancing, don't stop writing. If you love that stuff, it'll pay off in the end. I promise.