Milkshake!

SO....

I think I pissed one of my team mates off. Why? Because I invented a new nickname for him. Okay, yeah, I'm mean. His name is Suheysen but I called him 'SuSu' (as in 'milk' in Malay). Which gradually turned into milkshake. Which then my other team mate improvised it to, 'HeyHey'. So yeah, I think he kind of got mad at us.

Or was trying to be mad because he was the only guy in the group so with us girls, being girls, he just wanted to gain some 'sympathy'. Anyway, my laptop? I got it back. Thank everything that is holy! I can finally transfer 3GB of my life back into my phone before I send the laptop back to my parents. We're leaving Saturday and coming back here on Wednesday.

BUT...
I shall be in Bentong, Pahang. So for those of you who want to look me up, I think it's better if you do that on Wednesday. We're going to be free in the afternoon and our flight is at 9.45pm. So if you see a large group of uhm...Sabah-ians wearing red batik uniforms...yeah, I'm probably somewhere in that group.

Latifah? I need your debating skills woman! And Megan's. And Sandra's. God, I never thought there would be a day when I'd want to see Mrs. Jay!!!

Anyway, I miss you guys loads. Sandra, Divya, Melissa, Baizura, Myra, Sash, Trisher, Esmeralda, Andrea, Su Ann, Megan-....Basically the whole of 4SC and plus plus. (:

So...I should go. Space exploration and pharmaceutical involvement in sports are calling my name.

Laters,
Tash.

We Are One

Hi people!

Okay. So it's only been about a week and a half since I left but a shit load of things has happened. Seriously.
There was Camp Biro Tata Negara (which is like a mini National Service, look it up) which took up most of my time. It was possibly...the most challenging thing I had to do so far since it concerned trekking through a jungle in the middle of the night with nothing but a torch and well...your group.

It was damn fun. Including the part where we had to go through a cemetery INDIVIDUALLY (might I add) by following a piece of string. Basically...if you want me to elaborate, it's going to take a while and I'm actually on a time limit because I'm actually supposed to be looking for points for the debate competition which is THIS SATURDAY.

So...oh crap. I got no points. We got 15 titles to research. And I'm 3rd speaker. In a way...it's funny cos I'm coming back to Semenanjung because of it. In a way, it's just plain sad because I'm not technically going home....

Meh. Okay, I lost my mojo for uhm...blogging. OH...My laptop got uhm...'rampas'-ed from me. How nice. My phone nearly met the same situation. BUT...I saved it.

So now, I should go back to finding for points. :D
I shall be in MRSM Bentung from Saturday until Tuesday.

And to Trisher's text message. I may not be able to make it for cheer '09 but I'll TRY to make it for Hari K, I say TRY because my exams are on Monday right after Hari K.

So cheers for now.

I MISS YOU GUYS.

Retrace Our Steps to the Basement Floor

Well ladies and gentlemen,

It's that time again. The holidays are officially over and I'll be on my way back to Sabah at 9.00am. Huh...
I feel..apathetic really.

*sighs*

It's back to instant noodles and instant porridge and instant...anything when you have hunger craves. No more home cooked meals. ='(
No more hot showers. Instead, it's the freezing cold water at 4am in the morning that leaves you shivering so badly your teeth actually chatter. T.T
No more warm bed and big soft duvet, just a dinky bed with a cold mattress and a throw.
No more talking to Esmeralda until 3am in the morning and continue writing my fan fictions until 5am in the morning and eventually waking up somewhere in the afternoon. Instead, it'll be filled with catching up on studies, not to mention sleep too since it's back to waking up to the pleasant sight of dawn's ass.

Seriously. A year and a half?

Psshhhh....

In the wise words of Nathan Scott, "You can't measure dreams."

So....in my own words, "Put up and shut up, Tash. Just imagine that four years from now, you might be touring with All Time Low. "

SO HELLZ YEAH TO THAT!

I'll blog when it's possible.

Later Days,
Tash.

I'm Leaving What I Know Behind and I'm Living Out My Chance to Shine

Hi people!
No, I haven't thrown myself off a 188 foot building.....yet.

The reason?

FUCKING WARPED TOUR YO!!!!

Like, okay, I was pissed when I realized that I haven't exactly graduated high school yet so I can't exactly leave and head out to LA (not like I have the cash anyway) to follow the warped tour. BUT, I had comforted myself with the fact that All Time Low would not be playing this year.

Out of interest, I was checking the lineup for this year's Vans Warped Tour and guess who I see?
Hellz yes.

All Time Low

There was a video of Alex and Jack announcing and everything. Someone, please shoot me?
I SO WANT TO GO!!!

*screams*

Alex, you better be updating ATL's vlogs on Buzznet or I will shoot.....something. Not you.

Anyway, I've more or less been bumming around the house. Savouring the last few days. Oh dear God, I promised myself I wouldn't cry. OKAY. Happy thoughts.
I've been drowning myself in All Time Low. Heh. Did that make sense?

I've been writing fan fiction non-stop and I've been trying to sort out some personal problems. NOT like they've been sorted out. Seriously, I'm this close to shouting, "FUCK THIS? DO YOU GUYS ACTUALLY WANT TO TALK TO ME OR WHAT? COS LIKE, FUCK, I'M THE ONE WHO HAS BEEN MAKING ALL THE SACRIFICES HERE! YOU THINK YOUR TIME IS SO IMPORTANT LA? I'M GOING TO BE SHIPPED OFF TO THE MIDDLE OF NO WHERE IN A COUPLE OF DAYS, MY TIME IS RUNNING OUT SO FUCK YEAH MY TIME IS MORE IMPORTANT!"

But, I don't.

Because I'm nice like that.
PSSSH.

Anyway, I've been swearing more and more lately. HA HA HA. I blame YouTube videos. Anyway, I found this All Time Low song and it strikes a nerve. Several nerves to be honest. It's like Alex crawled into my head, took out all my thoughts about going back to MRSM and my thoughts about all the personal shit that has been happening and made a song about it. It's called Last Flight Home and it's specially dedicated to those people who have been planning and planning and planning to meet up with me but shit happens and everything is always cancelled out at the last minute. KAN?

Aih. I need closure. I really do.
Or tickets to the warped tour. Jom Mira, let's run away and fly to Pomona. We'll rent a car and follow the tour. (:

CURRENT SONG: "Poppin' (Champagne)" by All Time Low
CURRENT MOOD: My shoulder freakin' hurt oh yeeeaahh....

You Don't Know Tragedy

Best friends.
Watching them and being with them. It's almost like I never left.
But then, at the same time, it feels like I missed out.
It's like, everyone is growing up without me and I'm in this sick alternate universe.

Its hard. Especially at night when my thoughts drift to the fact that the 14th is nearing with each second. As much as I 'adapt' myself to MRSM. And as much as I like spending time there...
It's nothing to those people here, back home.

It's hard when so many things have happened and I wasn't there with them to experience it. One moment it could be something, the next, an entirely different thing.

God, am I even making sense?

And now, it feels like I'm buried beneath all this rubble. The debris of my past life mixing with my new one. It's so screwed up. Like something out of Nightmare before Christmas gone wrong.

I miss you guys. So much. Saying it here, sounds kind of lame because it's just words, right? And to people, words sometimes mean nothing at all.

And SCREW IT, if you're making me choose between best friend and boyfriend. Because we all know my best friends mean so much more to me.

So deal with it.

You don't need to pray for me
Because I'm not the one to blame