Rant. Rant. Rant.

Okay. So the weeks leading up to this very day i have kept quiet. Despaired on my own. But now, after receiving a text from Ariff Hilmy, i cant take it anymore.




Sylvia, im in 1 utama rite now. The stage looks big! :P






FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCKITY FUCK!






FARK.





D:





Tokio Hotel is in 1Utama, Malaysia. And i am not going for their concert. Tickets are like impossible to get. So i sadly gave up long ago. But now......




FARK FARK FARK FARK FARK LAH.





Ariff is at 1Utama now. He doesnt have tickets but apparently you can watch it from outside because its quite near the stage. I HATE HIM. >:( Im jealous as hell! I mean Tokio Hotel! ))): They were the reason why im soo obsessed with German. Why i bothered trying to learn German. Why i bought 2 German dictionaries. Why my MP3 player is set at German language mode. Why i printed out all their songs in German and spent hours deciphering the meaning of it and translating them to English. Why i have a German notebook to take down notes. Why i support Germany in the World Cup. ):





German is beautiful. Bill Kaulitz is beautiful. )':

They are so beautiful ):

ARGHHHH. AUOUQWYEOQYdDHIKEN(D&^(Q#*UMQROQJ#R)!)&@_(04-





!!!!





Sigh. =/ Chill. chill. chill. Relax. Breathe. *sucks in sucks out*


Im fine. Im good. Im not emo. Im happy for all those lucky bastards who got to see them. I am HAPPY :) Seeee!


But mom knows im very upset about it. So she took me to the salon to get our hair done today. Small consolation but thank you mommy that was very nice :) She got a perm. And i dyed my hair red and trimmed my fringe and back. How red is it? Definitely not like Allison Iraheta's bright red. Redder than all my feeble attempts on DYI home dye though. So im quite happy :)


See, im HAPPY.


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:'(

T.T


Drama queen. Pft.


-Broke rule 3 times already so far. Im soo untrustable. Sigh.


And damn my digi.
xoxo