Okay. Some songs were nice to hear, when you want to hear it. The trouble with how these songs become distaintful to the ears is due to people themselves. Why, you ask? Simple. When a song becomes a big hit e.g. Bleeding Love by Leona Lewis, the radio stations would play it so frequent that there has been a ratio of 4 to 5 air plays per day, on an individual radio station itself.

No doubt it is a big hit, but playing it too often would not just kill its hit-dome, it overkills. If that was not enough, some people themselves would blast the songs on their PC, laptops, iPods and etc. where everyone else would be able to listen to it, and some put it on a single repeat. Continous dose of a song more than 3 times is enough to make you puke and hate a song. Currently, Taylor Swift's Love Story is on my Public Number 1 Most Hated Hit List due to these people's unconditional addiction to the song. Don't get me wrong, I liked it when the song was not overplayed, now I'm dreadfully tormented by its tune.

In support with no overkill of songs, I have revamped the lyrics for The All-American Rejects' Gives You Hell song to make sure you guys don't overplay songs anymore:


I wake up every morning
With a big grin on my face
And it never feels out of place
And you're still probably listening
To that song you hear for days
I wonder how you're not dazed

When you like a song
Don't you wear it out, don't you wear it out
When you sing along
Don't you wear it out, don't you wear it out

Now where's your sanity love
And where's that shining smile
Did it ever run a mile?
You never change your songs, love
Never seen you locked so hard
To a tune in the song's first part

Truth be told I diss you
Truth be told I ain't lying

When you like a song
Don't you wear it out, don't you wear it out
When you sing along
Don't you wear it out, don't you wear it out
If you find a song, you sing along and feel so loud
Then you're a fool, and very soon you'll wear it out
Don't you wear it out

Tomorrow you'll be thinking to yourself
When will they start the song?
The radio goes on and on

Truth be told I diss you
Truth be told I ain't lying

When you like a song
Don't you wear it out, don't you wear it out
When you sing along
Don't you wear it out, don't you wear it out
If you find a song, you sing along and feel so loud
Then you're a fool, and very soon you'll wear it out

Now you'll never see
What you've done to me
You can stop playing those silly songs
They're no good to me
And here's all the times
You kept repeating through the nights
With the sad, sad song
That you love so well

When you like a song
Don't you wear it out, don't you wear it out
When you sing along
Don't you wear it out, don't you wear it out
If you find a song, you sing along and feel so loud
Then you're a fool, and very soon you'll wear it out

When you like a song
Don't you wear it out, don't you wear it out
When you sing along
Don't you wear it out, don't you wear it out
If you find a song, stop the sing-along and it will help
You're not a fool, you've just come through, and you're doing well
Keep all this up and you are doing really well
So help us all, stop playing and we'll treat you well

(This lyric is not meant to be used for anything other than the purpose of making people know how annoying it is to repeat a song too often and spreading the 'joy' of repetition around)

Wow, that was quite a weekend.

Last Sunday was my sister's wedding dinner, and boy it sure was a grand one (like a drama queen she is, it was fitting =D). In any case, the days that follow up to it and on-going after was not doing so well for me though.

Firstly, I had to wake up on Sunday at 8 a.m. for the arrival of Faizal to my home to pick the lovely bride. It was a chinese tradition, so with respect, I did what I had to do e.g. the guy who opens the groom's car door, tea-giving ceremony and etc. Throughout the whole process, I had to run all the way up and down the house to fulfill my sister's request (but mainly, my fussy mom's). I was not only tired, I was sweating. It was a 3 stories building, climbing all that stairs even at my age can be exhausting.

In the process, I had to take pictures of all that has happened. Although I hate snapping photos even with me or be it me whom takes them, I volunteered. What the irony was is that there were at least 5 people holding camera, be it hired for it or friends and families, rendering me speechless when having to take pictures when there are people doing it already.

So I was a little annoyed at that time, and I remembered my mom just had to add more spice to the broth when she gave a comment on how messy my room was. It completely made me rupture in anger, scolding her in amidst of a small crowd. I was very agitated, not caring what the consequences had been, but it was worth it to make her keep quiet.

That night, all went well (thankfully) and I followed my cousins to Red Box at the Curve for a karoake session. I enjoyed it because I was able to let a little frustration off my chest, but there were more pent up inside, making it unreachable till another source of discontent that could make me burst at the drop of a tone.

My handphone's battery had died, and for the whole of yesterday I was rendered connectionless. The karoake session ended at 3 a.m. and went to sleep at about half passed 4. When I had noticed the mounting number of smses I got, it was probably too late to acknowledge them or replying them for that matter.

What made things worse was that when I came on today to finish my part of the group assignment, I could not understand a few things that I had to translate from a diagram. Asking the person in-charge, all I get was 'Just do it'. If I am unable to understand what I am doing, what was the point?

I kind of put up with this person. Not only has he been rude the way he wants to command respect when he has been appointed the leader and for the fact that he talks about games more than I could imagine, but he seem to forget humans have feelings too. Right, so I may be a little late on the job and probably caused some unwanted results, but know this - I still have no internet at my home, I had a wedding to attend and I may not know when I will get any internet connectivity back. He just doesn't seem to put himself in my shoes. It isn't easy for me - I can't do my assignments, no research, nothing. Does he know that? I don't think so.

Thanks to this shitty fate I am in, I might drop my degree because of this. Although Daniel was a persistent and hardworking person, he does not project the feel of antipathy unto you. I may be getting too old for all of this.

Why is the title so long? Well, it depicts how I feel today.

It started out with me waiting for the 11 a.m. war in CabalSEA. The clock shown on the display of the taskbar was 11 a.m. and I was anxious to hit the [Join] button. I waited for what felt like 3 minute and in fact, it was 3 minutes passed 11 a.m. as shown at the taskbar when the prompt appear.

While I was in war, I felt as though 45 minutes have passed while in war (not counting the lobby time) and when I looked at the remaining timer, i was still 45 minutes to go ... wow, time sure passed by slowly today ...

As I finished the war and danced for sp, it was after 12 p.m. and I had a class at that time. I was hurting for time but I wanted to make sure I had 4 sp bar left for the upcoming war, whenever I do war and I thought I'd be at least 30 mintues late for my class (1/2 of the 1 hour class period) but to my shocker, I made it to class at 12.24 p.m. and when I left the lobby of Spade Brilliante at 12.19 p.m.

Time sure passes really slow today, is this some sort of sign? Am I suppose to take things slowly to come? But my life is so upbeat that there is not a minute to rest, I am not sure if I should oppose my nature by foreboding this, sign.