SPAMMING MYSELF

You know what? I am so bored that I am spamming myself on my own blog. This post is basically about nothing.

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That's it. I have nothing to say here. Although if I were to spell out my thoughts right now, it'd go something like:

Man when is Joss Stone's album coming out and I am so bored I'm writing a blog post to myself and why can't I find Taking Back Sunday's album online and I'm so hungry can someone cook maggi mee for me because I can't be bothered to wash the dishes anyway yay Harry Potter on Saturday and yay dress-shopping tomorrow which is a first for me and I'm not even sure I'll get one or if I'll actually have the guts to wear it on Friday. Wish me luck!

HARRY POTTER TICKETS

Finally, after days of tumultuous sleep, I have booked the tickets for Harry Potter And The Deathly Hallows Part 2!

[Crowd applause/children laughing/trumpeting fanfare/graduation caps being flung in the air with gleeful abandon/confetti thrown everywhere/gay grins on faces/wiping of single teardrops on smiling cheeks]

Adding to this joyous milestone in my almost-nineteen years of life is Taking Back Sunday's self-titled album, plus the imminent release of Joss Stone's LP1; all the blood in my veins are confused. Do they flow to my brain to handle the KAPOW or to my happily-flailing arms?

Pardon me for the long and endless sentences. They are products of my brain on a music high.

Now that I've gotten words strung in a sane fashion, let me proceed to the nonsensical part of this blog post. Goodbye.







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Harry Potter

I am so stoked for Harry Potter dammit. But a lot of problems are popping up. Eg. someone can't make it for this showing, another can't make it for that showing, so...

I'll just deal with it tomorrow when I'm not this stoned with ice cream in my belly.

Yes, I consumed ice cream at this late hour. So sue me.

As you can probably tell by now, I'm not really in the mood for long sentences so...

...just bear with me as you read my thoughts in broken sentence structures.

I've been listening to songs about crushes and they're making me feel all tingly inside!
They make me feel like wearing a yellow sundress and frolicking in the meadow.

But first I'd have to find a yellow sundress that's not expensive, and also, a meadow.

Except my hair isn't that long, and that girl is obviously not Asian.
Plus I'll probably get bored after ten minutes and start karaoke-ing to the songs playing in my head.

Looking at the settings, it'll probably be The Sound Of Music.

Voiceless

I always forget to fully appreciate the use of my voice until it's gone. Ugh. Mayday Parade has done it to me this time. Last time it was Paramore. Before that it was Muse. Before that it was my beloved Red Jumpsuit Apparatus. Who'll it be next time?

Now I can only lip-sync and not sing off-key like I always do. This sucks.

And the worst part is I've exhausted the appropriate usage of Twitter and Facebook that I'm turning to my dying blog here. You know its life is being slowly sucked out when all the people on your tagboard are strangers trying to get you to purchase holiday packages to Pulau Ubin.

How I wish someone would come in here and serenade me because I can't serenade myself right now.

Finishing Harry Potter

After a year of procrastination, I have finally finished the last Harry Potter book. Major feat, considering how many more books I have left unread, lying around at home.

Right now I am tempted once again to buy the whole set of the series. It costs $144!

I am totally craving these now! Imagine, I could pick out one and just start reading from the middle. Such indulgence.

Concerts

Why is Paramore coming to Singapore again?? They only have a new song on the Transformers soundtrack; plus Josh Farro left, so only Jeremy is left for me to ogle. And he's always in the shadows so what's there to look at?

Fine, there's still the music, but I've already been to their concert the last time they were here, so it's just gonna be the same songs. I doubt they'd perform more songs off their first album, which is why I went the first time, and got disappointed.

Anyway, the only concerts I'd pay good money for this year would only be [not in any particular order]:

1. The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
2. Taking Back Sunday
3. The Used
4. Saosin
5. Muse (Yes, they'd been here tons of times but I've only been to them once, and I would maybe buffet* someone unconscious (instead of kill, y'know?) to go again)
6. Across Five Aprils (Ha. That would never happen in at least ten more Aprils)
7. The Killers
8. Arctic Monkeys (Will also never happen)
9. Florence + The Machine
10. 5566 (Heh. It's a funny name to put on this list. But in all honesty, I really would go to their concert this time!)
11. Foo Fighters (Am hyperventilating just thinking of the minuscule possibility)
12. Ellie Goulding
13. Jamie Scott And The Town
14. Joss Stone (Oh, how I wish)
15. Kasabian
16. The Kooks
17. Relient K
18. Scary Kids Scaring Kids (probably just the supporting act, though. I doubt anyone here's heard of them)
19. Farewell (ditto)
20. Shinedown
21. Seether

This is officially my wish list of bands/artists to grace the likes of Singapore.
I'm wistfully staring at the names now. Great.


P.S. Taking Back Sunday's new album is coming! Are you excited or what!?


P.P.S. *Buffet is a word I've learned recently, so I'm trying to practice. It means to strike, beat repeatedly.

Disheartened

Sometimes it just seems like you're determined to hate me. You make me feel like going back into my mom's womb.