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She is unpredictable, frequent moodswings. Sometimes she’s nice, and sometimes she’s not.
Her name is Yan Ying. 90% of the world can’t pronounce it properly, simple as it seems. But no one really cares so they just call her YY. She is not fond of people with the same name as her. She turns 14 on 6th September and she loves her birthday cause it is a sex symbol. She was from Yew Tee Primary and is still proud of her school. She will never forget the class of 6D’07, or the batch of P6’07. She is currently an idiot in Nanyang Girls High and it is a love-hate relationship. She belongs to 202’09 which she, to be honest, doesn’t feel much for. She is a Theatre Club girl and is more than proud to be one. She especially loves Emo Batch♥, and looks forward to devoting her next 3 years to TCN with much optimism. She does ballet with more than just passion but she can’t do a center split. She is trying her best and is currently aiming for a far-fetched distinction for Grade6. She loves hiphop just as much though she’s pretty new at it. Her favourite sport is swimming and she occasionally plays basketball as a form of stress-relief. She likes to be tan and loves her swimming tan line. The piano, is yet another love-hate relationship. Like most teenagers, her hobbies include MSNing, blogging, and youtubing and facebooking. She loves shopping and doing random stuff like gaying people, jumping over railings, walking in the rain, and having completely irregular sleeping hours. Unlike most teenagers, she thinks that rap music is trash. She also thinks that she is getting old cause she hates the songs the average listens to these days. She can’t explain her love for oldies, country music, ballads, and sentimentals. Nostalgic songs are the best. Her favourite bands are Michael Learns to Rock, The Beatles and Westlife. She loves too many singers to name them all. “Forevers” are bullshit as of now. The night speaks to her the way no one else can. Her favourite thing to do is to curl up with a book on a rainy afternoon in her room, where she feels safest in. Her favourite flower is a black rose, but on the contrary, she likes rainbows and hugs too. She is always torn between two. But she is determined when she sets her mind on something, so she wants the world to shut up and believe in her. Just watch.Tag
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Tuesday, December 16, 2008, 2:33 AM
you look wonderful tonight.
I sprained my waist, w a i s t waist. So now I have a sprained ankle and a sprained waist, and a sprained neck just a month or two ago. I feel damned.I wasn't intending to blog today, but I finally completed the uploading of songs into my new handphone, 771 in total. Took a really long time to sort them out, and out of the 1563 songs I have on my computer I don't even listen to 80% of them and I don't even know most of them exist. Which was why I made an astonishing discovery on some really awesome songs.
Here's one I would really, really like to share.
It's very bittersweet, I can't help but want to tear when it comes to the chorus part. I think it's a super awesome song. (:
I feel like rambling on about artists/bands with songs (not just one or two) that blow me off, in no particular order of preference, you can really skip this entire section. Now here goes.
Air Supply, Avril Lavinge, Backstreet Boys, Bon Jovi, Bryan Adams, Britney Spears (the old one..), Carpenters, Carrie Underwood, Christina Aguilera, Doris Day, Elvis Presley, Fish Leong, Five For Fighting, Guang Liang, Jay Chou, Lin JunJie, Li Sheng Jie, Lin Yu Zhong, Madonna, Mariah Carey, Michael Buble, MLTR, Zhang Dong Liang, Ou De Yang, Richard Marx, Rihanna (yea be shocked), Southpark (!), Sun Yan Zi, Taylor Swift, The Beatles, Westlife, Whitney Houston, A-Mei.
MLTR goes top on the list, of course. There's alot of oldies singers that I like, but mainly it's just one or two songs of theirs, Collin Raye, Lionel Richie, Eric Clapton, Stevie B, George Benson..etc. And then I also found this song, very cute and lively, and it got stuck in my head. From 1959 by Johnny Horton, "Battle of New Orleans".
In 1814 we took a little trip
Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip.
We took a little bacon and we took a little beans
And we caught the bloody British in the town of New Orleans.
[Chorus:]
We fired our guns and the British kept a'comin.
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago.
We fired once more and they began to runnin' on
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.
We looked down the river and we see'd the British come.
And there must have been a hundred of'em beatin' on the drum.
They stepped so high and they made the bugles ring.
We stood by our cotton bales and didn't say a thing.
[Chorus]
Old Hickory said we could take 'em by surprise
If we didn't fire our muskets 'til we looked 'em in the eye
We held our fire 'til we see'd their faces well.
Then we opened up with squirrel guns and really gave 'em ... well
[Chorus]
Yeah, they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles
And they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go.
They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.**
We fired our cannon 'til the barrel melted down.
So we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round.
We filled his head with cannon balls, and powdered his behind
And when we touched the powder off, the gator lost his mind.
[Chorus]
Yeah, they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles
And they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go.
They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.**
And then there's one more I'm very sure you'll find familiar! & perhaps a little nostalgic, I don't know..John Denver, "Country Roads" from 1971.
Almost heaven, west virginia
Blue ridge mountains, shenandoah river
Life is old there, older than the trees
Younger than the mountains, blowing like a breeze
Country roads, take me home
To the place, I be-long
West virginia, mountain momma
Take me home, country roads
All my memries, gather round her
Miners lady, stranger to blue water
Dark and dusty, painted on the sky
Misty taste of moonshine, teardrop in my eye
Country roads, take me home
To the place, I be-long
West virginia, mountain momma
Take me home, country roads
I hear her voice, in the mornin hours she calls to me
The radio reminds me of my home far a-way
And drivin down the road I get a feeling
That I should have been home yesterday, yesterday
Country roads, take me home
To the place, I be-long
West virginia, mountain momma
Take me home, country roads
Heh I think I got a little carried away. All in all I just want to say that music is one of the most remarkable thing in the world. And that oldies/country music/older songs have better lyrics. And melody. And rhythm. And meaning. And sentimental value. Now I understand my dad when he was saying the same things to me 2 years ago. And TKL.. I won't be surprised if my taste completely differs from yours except for the few. Lmao.
"Catch a falling star and put it in your pocket, never let it fade away."
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