our faces look so 'cool'.. dont u think so? top: najib (blue t-shirt) and ainol (black)
center: jamal (white t-shirt), awie (dlm gelas)
faizal's mum, faizal (still standing look),
elisha cuthbert (latest fcuk design t-shirt),
and yazed (evil-look)
bottom: ayin (bleeding nose) and me (new look)
emotionless.. dat's what i'm facing now..
warrrghh... dunno what to do..
*blank*
i got a picture which i think crazy but creative..
this pic is edited by my best buddy - faizal..
nampak sgt hang tu xde keje..
i just cant wait to start a new semester..
try to grow up a new determination..
just want to prove to someone..
i'm better than YOU dude..
u've challenged me in indirect way..
below is Killers' Mr. Brightside lyric..
well.. at 1st i thought the intro of dis song is kinda annoying
but after almost thousand times listen to it,
it's pretty nice to hear..
well.. i always misjudge songs.. but in the end i'll love them..
got to go
Wassalam
Song: Mr. Brightside
Artist: The Killers
I'm coming out of my cage
And I’ve been doing just fine
Gotta gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all
It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this
It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss
Now I’m falling asleep
And she’s calling a cab
While he’s having a smoke
And she’s taking a drag
Now they’re going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it’s all in my head
But she’s touching his—chest
Now, he takes off her dress
Now, let me go
I just can’t look its killing me
And taking control
Jealousy, turning saints into the sea
Swimming through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibis
But it’s just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
‘Cause I’m Mr Brightside
I’m coming out of my cage
And I’ve been doing just fine
Gotta gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all
It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this
It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss
Now I’m falling asleep
And she’s calling a cab
While he’s having a smoke
And she’s taking a drag
Now they’re going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it’s all in my head
But she’s touching his—chest
Now, he takes off her dress
Now, let me go
I just can’t look its killing me
And taking control
Jealousy, turning saints into the sea
Swimming through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibi
But it’s just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
‘Cause I’m Mr Brightside
I never... I never... I never...