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Was on the youtube listening to oldies songs and came across this;

“I don’t care how much range a singer like Christina Aguilera has, or how many Grammys Beyonce garnered, they will never come close to REAL singers like Billie Holiday. Some people can sing with real emotion and become the living embodiment of music that can make our hearts feel. Xtina, though an amazing vocalist, has never done that for me. Beyonce can take her 16 grammys and shove it.”

Even your name is TimTimato, i absolutely agree with you. :)

It’s really weird and annoying how people can call each other bestfriend but not knowing that not everyone can be anybody’s bestfriend.

Yes, its kinda a sensitive issue, but please just grow up and hear me out.

Not everybody you close to, we called them, “Bestfriend”. Have you ever heard the term, “Close Friend”? To be a bestfriend (with someone of course) is relatively different.

Bestfriend is where;
- you can say whatever you wanted to say without them being judgmental
- you be there no matter whatever happened to them, bad or good
- not having other hidden agenda.

Im not being bithcy or thinking that everyone dying to be my bestfriend, but maybe just maybe, someone is admitting he/she’s my bestfriend but the truth is, we’re not. We’re just close friend, but not THE BESTFRIEND.

I don’t any other BESTFRIEND who’s calling me names, and its really offensive not to me, but to all. Yes, you’re just joking but seriously? Im not over-reacting, im just a friend who wanted whats best for her friends.

And don’t come running and telling everybody im ur bestfriend, but in reality, you’re not. You’re just another friend that Im close to.

Sorry if you think all the conversations we had have  made you my bestfriend, but its me, im just being myself. You’re not getting a very special treatment, but im just nice.

So, my dear close friend, I like to be friends with you without any strings attached or whatever the future holds, we shouldn’t questioned it.

Hope to hear from you soon!

Ciao.

Was sitting on my bed around 10.40pm, listening to the segment of swing songs on light.fm when suddenly;

yes yes, i know, buble is on the radio singing “quando quando quando”. :)

and buble, when you come to malaysia, we are official baby! :D

Okay, not EVERYBODY will become crazy like I am when hearing that Buble, (as in Michael Buble) is coming to Malaysia??!

Okay, I was kinda fallen for him when I was as young as 13 years old when I saw him on MTV singing “kissing a fool” with the black and white video clip sitting on a chair, charmingly sweep me off my feet. Awwww, and straight away I called my sister and asked her to downloaded Buble’s album because I’m in love with his songs and voice. Ouch baby.

Anyway, him coming to Malaysia, 13th March 2011 singing only for me, its like a dream come true. Yayayayaya. *drooling* Nothing’s going to stop me from attending his concert, nooooo way. 

jealous! grrrr.

Okay Hani, enough obssessing. *droooooooooling*

Have to admit, 2010 wasn’t what I have aimed for.

It was a year of pretentious because Ive lost myself and losing the true identity of myself.

Eventhough I was smiling, inside I was crying.

Although I seem happy, inside I was lonely.

I tried to tell, but no one listening.

They said they listened but nobody really paying attention.

I was lost and now I found

The one true myself that i missed.

Sorry doesn’t seem enough

But If following my heart is a crime

just put me in a cell;

so that i’ll be happy knowing that Ive found my true self.