Gahh feels so weird to blog again. I've decided to drop by for a few days, write some read some. Must be wondering why I decided to come back.

Oh no reason.

Suddenly stumbled upon this pathetic page. The old Peter Petrelli looks like a grumpy woman.
Had the sudden urge to write something.

Not that I can keep this on for long though, because I shall be off to National Service. They should really change the term "national service" because it sounds so much like prosti-..

Anyway, hope it doesn't rain today because I have a concert to attend. I feel kinda weird though. I don't feel as excited as I was when I first attended the SP concert. Now, its more like "Ok..lets get this over and done with so I can come back and start filling up my NS forms."

Maybe its because Gerard isn't that good live. Ok fine, after a few videos I've seen he's pretty bad live. Its going to suck big time if he starts panting and losing his voice and gets agitated, starts kicking the speakers and swearing his life out.

Oh well, its the My Chemical Romance experience not the Gerard Way experience. Why does everything I say today sounds so...bleep worthy??

So, I was watching Westlife videos the other day...

Nahh, I won't get started on that again.

Labels: hope, MCR live, NS forms