malaysia's petronas really produces good cny adverts. they make me tear almost every year. go youtube the 2008 one! it's rather sad. there are eng subs too.
i must blog about my singapore trip tmr, if not i'll get too lazy will eventually not blog abt it. hehs.
hopefully no more food poisoning by tmr. nights!
i'm here at 3am in the morning because..
i watched the freedom writers and cried too badly
my eyes are all sore and i can't go to sleep now though there is church tmr
bcuz i rather go to church with dark eye rings than swollen eyes. haha.
anyway it is a wonderful movie. i can say it is quite on par with dead poet society. the power of literature! XD
i love seeing lives changed, especially by ordinary people like teachers.
and the hard times those kids struggle to live against. the very heavy burden they bear we in this part of the world will never understand. the dark side of america we would never imagine of while we look at all those cool and glamorous mtvs. my heart cries for them.
well i really hope i won't have swollen eyes when i wake up tmr =x its been almost a week sinced i started driving with my new car. i've decided to name it anatole. hehe. i really liked him in sepulchre although he died early. its a french name everyone! though i don't really know the pronuciation. anyway anatole has one of its front lights blown because er, i banged into my neighbour's car =x and i just realised today. geez. but i think i'm getting better at driving, no? yayness.
i'm drowning in club 8's music! currently i'm listening to their latest album the boy who couldn't stop dreaming. a wonderful listening experience for nights like this. can't believe i missed their gig in kl mid jan. then again, i don't think mum would approve of it. but still!! its so near yet so far. yoga in march and mayday in april. both genting! i guess i can't be greedy and go for both. =x mum has already been kind enuff to let me go to the 3 concerts in sg.
okay good night. i wanted to post club 8's lyrics but i can't find any of them at the moment. grr.