Hence the Tumblr..

http://adreesandseerda.tumblr.com/

She's the reason why I wake up every morning,

god, she's pretty.

"I'll Go. I'll Go. I'll Go. I'll Go."

I should never listen to my older brother. Period.

Last year, whilst I was in US, I made it an objective to buy as many dvds I could get my hands on. So, visiting the Virgin Megastore on the Walk Of Fame was like another holiday in itself, for me. I had a blast, walking around the mega(wuh?)store and seeing all these cool things that I cant find in M'sia, but the movies were the reasons why I was there. You should've seen me, I was this asian teenager waltzing around the store with no care in the world like a Disney movie, with a stack of dvds in my hand. I was happy and content with all my purchases, solid movies.

But, there is one regret; Ferris Bueller's Day Off. When I say 'regret', I dont mean that I shouldnt have bought it, it's the fact that I didnt buy it is the problem. I had the copy in my hand, glancing through the luscious hair of 80's Broderick on the front cover, saying to myself, "Adrees, you've got to buy this.", because I've heard of the movie, and I've been trying to find it on dvd. BUT, my dear older brother tapped me on my shoulder and casually said, "Dont, man. That movie sucks ass". I was contemplating whether to listen to him, or not. The problem is, I listened to him. sigh, idiot.

Last week, I watched the movie for the first time on Astro, and fell in love again with 80's creative cinematography. And dont get me started on the brilliant idol character of Ferris Bueller, the writers created a gold mine with this character, he's just pure awesome! Matthew Broderick at his prime, not that it lasted long.

ALSO, supporting performance from Alan Ruck as Cameron, the ever-loyal best friend stole the show. I just loved his character, to bits.

Consideration,

I just got back from visiting the Tumblr site. I know I know, I shouldnt have, but I couldnt resist. They looked so pretty, and beeming with creativity.

I think I'm going to sign-up...woops, too late, I already have.

Morecambe High School

I dont usually blog about my dream(s). There's a good and solid reason for that; I just simply never remember them haha.

BUT, this time was an exception. I think, for me to actually remember and memorise the certain details of my dream(s), I would have to enjoy the dream(s) and wish it would never end. I just enjoyed a dream, so I remember a few things.

This dream was unexpected and very random, but what dream isnt, right?. It was on the night of my senior prom, and I was all pimped from head-to-toe, looking all fly and mingling with the crowd, basically having a real good time and enjoying mydreamself. Suddenly, I look over to the far wall and there they were, just standing there, non-chalantly; Peter Tait and Phil Jackson, two of my best friends from my days in the UK.

Oh, I got excited. Real excited. I remember in the dream, I skipped all the way to other side of the hall and just jumped between them. They were wearing suits and tux's, proper for the occasion, which is weird. The three of us sipped some bubbly and the first words that came out of their mouths were, "Hey, wanna follow us back to UK?". Naturally, I replied with a hasty and confident "YES".

So, in the dream, what follows next, is a scene at the airport(the thing is with dreams, you suddenly have the ability to cut unimportant scenes to make it more convenient haha), and I'm at the counter, making a purchase for a ticket to Great Britain.

This dream definitely made re-live the good times I had over there . I know the UK is not my home, but I've had so many special memories there, and its sentimental value creates a sense of home-sickness that I cant stand sometimes.

You know what's funny? The fact that the ticket was RM39.90 HAHA!

Paramore Live Lounge cover,

Woah, damn.

MUIZZUDDINSHAH BIN ABD AZIZ,

First things first; Muiz, I'm so sorry for not noticing that today was in fact your birthday.

And, I'm sorry for wishing your older sister, who shares the same birthday with you, but at the same time not wishing you haha.

Today is Muiz's birthday, he's 17. I only wish we could spend it together, with the rest of the gang, just like we used to.

I wont be afraid to admit that the original quartet has not been the same since beginning of this year, well, end of last year to be honest. Things just keep changing for the worst, things that either forbid or delay certain things that we, as a group, do. So, it definitely sucks that we are not as close and bound tight as before.

But, there's nothing we can do but wait it out. It's the only option, unless we stumble upon a time-machine, then lets talk.

Whatever happens, whatever is said, whatever is done, I know one thing for sure; Muiz, you are the man. Love you, Happy Birthday.