to all, my ears are fine.

although a couple of minutes after the concert, i was, partially deaf. and 'drunk' from being franz ferdinand-ied. go ask ayam. i stumbled down the stairs. we were both shacked.

the guys rocked! and alex. man, he's oh-so-sexy! *shivers down my spine*

truly, a heartbreaker.

once again, this entry is handicapped without the grainy pictures i took at the indoor stadium. but still.

i think i owe you guys tons of pictures. oh well.

everyone's away.

japan. thailand. india.

midterms is a week away. but i can't wait for march. i'm all geared up for kings of convenience. i can't wait to quit. i need to study.

maybe you guys should do something for me.

be a sweet and go here.

http://kevan.org/johari?name=Aliah

mucho gracias.

i have officially walked the line.

hell yeah.

e.u.p.h.o.r.i.a.e.u.p.h.o.r.i.a.e.u.p.h.o.r.i.a.

sweet!

i am SO high right now.

overdose on joaquin. sigh. simply enchanted. drools. sings ring of fire. out of tune. skating in the rain. drunk on vanilla coke and popcorn. yakkety yak in the train. topic of discussion: how to get to joaquin. the probability of that happening. the success percentage. THE LUNACY!


p/s the pictures will be better at relating the 'experience'. and i will have a short write up on the movie. i'm too distracted right now. so SOON!

i wish what you said was all true mr roy orbison.

dear lucius hunt,
i wish you live in my village. so i can hold out my hand for you to grab when Those We Don't Speak Of come charging towards me.

sigh.

you were saying..

if he dies, all that is life to me will die with him.

who'll pinch me to wake me up? who will laugh at me when i fall? whose breath will i listen for so that i may sleep? whose hand will i hold so that i may walk?

i wonder what colour lucius is.