Just a quickie.

I know this song is like.. long-gone-and-outdated-already but I still love hearing it.

When I first heard it, it really reminded me of High School Musical’s songs. And I do like a few songs from there. Theyre just so LOUD and happy! And I LOVE loud loud noisy rock songs! Especially when I’m so stressed up, I’ll just blast it into my ears and close my eyes.

But I’m a classical lover too. :D

Variety baybehhhh!!

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You Can’t Stop The Beat from Hairspray

You can’t stop an avalanche as it races down the hill
You can try to stop the seasons, girl, but you know you never will
And you can try to stop my dancin’ feet, but I just cannot stand still!

‘Cause the world keeps spinnin’ round and round
And my heart’s keepin’ time to the speed of sound
I was lost ’til I heard the drums, and I found my way
‘Cause you can’t stop the beat

Ever since this whole world began
A woman found out if she shook it, she could shake up a man
And so I’m gonna shake and shimmy it the best that I can today
‘Cause you can’t stop the motion of the ocean or the sun in the sky
You can wonder if you wanna, but I’ll never ask why
And if you try to hold me down, I’m gonna spit in your eye and say
That You Can’t Stop the Beat!

You can’t stop the river as it rushes to the sea
You can try to stop the hands of time, but you know it just can’t be!
And if they try to stop us, Seaweed, I’ve got the N double A C P

Cause the world keeps spinnin round and round
And my heart’s keepin time to the speed of sound
I was lost ’til I heard the drums, then I found my way
Cause you can’t stop the beat!

Ever since we first saw the light
A man and woman like to shake it on a Saturday night
So I’m gonna shake and shimmy it with all of my might today
Cause you can’t stop the motion of the ocean, or the rain from above
You can try to stop the paradise were dreamin’ of
But you cannot stop the rhythm of two hearts in love to say
‘Cause you can’t stop the beat!

You can’t stop my happiness, cause I like the way I am
And you just can’t stop my knife and fork when I see a Christmas Ham!
And if you don’t like the way I look, well, I just don’t give a da**!

Cause the world keeps spinnin’ round and round
And my hearts keepin time to the speed of sound
I was lost ’til I heard the drums, then I found my way

Cause you can’t stop the beat..

Ever since this whole world began
A woman found out if she shook it she could shake up a man
So I’m gonna shake and shimmy it the best that I can today!
Cause you can’t stop the motion of the ocean or the sun in the sky
You can wonder if you wanna but I’ll never ask why
And if you try to hold me down, I’m gonna spit in your eye and say
That you can’t stop the beat!

Oh, Oh, Oh
You can’t stop today [No! ]
As it comes speeding ’round the track [oooh, child yes!]
Yesterday is hist’ry [be gone! ]
And it’s never comin’ back! [Look ahead, cause...]
Tomorrow is a brand new day, and it don’t know white from black [Yeah!]

‘Cause the world keeps spinnin’ round and round
And my heart’s keepin time to the speed of sound
I was lost ’til I heard the drums, then I found my way
‘Cause you can’t stop the beat!

Ever since we first saw the light,
A man and woman like to shake it on a Saturday night
So I’m gonna shake and shimmy it with all of my might today!
Cause you can’t stop the motion of the ocean, or the rain from above
And you can try to stop the paradise we’re dreamin’ of
But you cannot stop the rhythm of two hearts in love to say
‘Cause you can’t stop the beat!

Aah, aah, aah,
Ahh, ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh, ahh ahh
Come on you Vantussles go and shake your fanny muscles!! (<—– Hahahaha. Wonder how. xD)
We can’t!
Yes you can!
No we can’t!
Yes you can!
Yes we can!
You can’t stop the beat!

Ever since we first saw the sign
It seems Vantussle girls are always tryin to be someone
But now we’re gonna shake and shimmy it and have some fun today!
Cause you can’t stop the Motion of the ocean or the rain from above
You can try to stop the paradise were dreamin of
But you cannot stop the rhythm of two hearts in love to stay!
Cause you can’t stop the beat!
You can’t stop the beat
You can’t stop the beat
You can’t stop the beat!!

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I remembered when I first watched Hairspray. The starting song already got me going! The beat was splendid! My dad blasted it on stereo and all of us truly enjoyed the movie, which was a great thing, since my dad never liked musicals. Pfaaaah! I mean, come on!, he’s an action-packed movie buff!

My parents liked the show SO much, my mum told my dad to get the soundtrack ASAP! The following day my mum went for her spa at Thalgo and my dad, bro & I gallavanted in Amcorp Mall. We went to Victoria’s Music Station and my dad bought the OST. The people there always give us discounts as we always get CDs from there.

Once we got home, I copied the who disc into my laptop. And listened to it over & over again! The songs are really nice, fantastic singers and the rhythm is upbeat!

Just a minor post to fill in the gaps of me being on long long blogging breaks as finals are getting NEARER.

and I want to like.. runaway.

followers, anyone?

xD

xoxo,

ChiRa

here nabs.. i dedicate this song to you.

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Think Of Me

CHRISTINE:
Think of me, think of me fondly,
when we’ve said goodbye.
Remember me once in a while -
please promise me you’ll try.
When you find that, once again, you long
to take your heart back and be free -
if you ever find a moment,
spare a thought for meWe never said our love was evergreen,
or as unchanging as the sea -
but if you can still remember
stop and think of me . . .

Think of all the things
we’ve shared and seen -
don’t think about the things
which might have been . . .

Think of me, think of me waking,
silent and resigned.
Imagine me, trying too hard
to put you from my mind.
Recall those days
look back on all those times,
think of the things we’ll never do -
there will never be a day,
when I won’t think of you . . .

RAOUL:
Can it be? Can it be Christine?
Bravo!
Long ago, it seems so long ago
How young and innocent we were…
She may not remember me,
but I remember her…

CHRISTINE:
Flowers fades,
The fruits of summer fade,
They have their seasons, so do we
but please promise me, that sometimes
you will think of me!
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this is one of my favourite songs in Phantom of The Opera. it’s sweet & simple, and the singer (Emma Rossum) carried it perfectly.

POTO is one of the literature i did that i remember really well, up till now. I remember almost all the characters name and how the storyline goes. When we studied POTO, the book we used was so much simplified. when my teacher lent me the original book (which was thick! yeahhh!), half of it was in french and most of the time spent reading it got my expression set to this —-> @_____@ which translated to.. ‘aiyah, so pening.’

BM sastera.. one of my fave was Pahlawan Pasir Salak because it was straight to the point & somewhat INTERESTING (yes yes, i really liked it) and it was also En Hasri who taught it. And his teachings were always sooooooooo funny. My BM teachers rawked la!

En Hasri : (Teaching something) Blablablablabla

Fu Han : (Makes a duck sound with his hands) Quack quack.

E H : (Pauses, looks around) Dari mana bunyi itik itu datang?

Class : (Pointing) Fu Han, cikgu! Fu Han!

E H : (Warns Fu Han) Kalau saya dengar bunyi itu satu lagi, cikgu akan angkat kamu duduk di depan.

FH : Quack quack.

E H : (Stops teaching, goes to FH) Mari sini.

FH : Uh-oh.

(E H lifts FH from his chair and carried him bridal style to the front seat, while the whole class looked in amazement before splitting our tummies from ruptous laughter.)

aaaaaaaaaahahahahahahaaa!!

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Pn Nordian.. man.. i loved her. she didnt really know how to control us, the hooligans, but we really loved her.

PN : (Dictating a passage) Dan dia pun melihat gambar itu.

Mughilen : (Teasing) Melihat gambar apa cikgu?

PN :  (Muka selamba) Gambar perempuan bogel.

Class : Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahahahahahaha!!!

she’s one of my fave teachers! very sporting & motherly. <3

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the other sastera which i was quite fond of was Meniti Kaca in form 1. okay, i know it’s veryyyy easy and SHORT (the book was like what.. 40 pages?), but the story was somewhat funny. in a sick way of course.

okay, not sick, as in corrupted sick (you know what I mean) but it’s a story bout mental illness and we found it funny. which was not very nice because it is a tragic story and [warning tone] you MUST not find it funny!

our (which consisted of.. i dunno who. i forgotten who was my gang back in form 1. i think it was sher lin, sze mun, ai-suan, karmen or maybe some other bunch of people) favourite part was when Mahyun (the poor unfortunate lady who was mentally crazy) died by getting her neck stuck between coconut trees.

you see? it IS sad, tragic and everything depressing.

butwefounditfunnyandlaughedandmadethatoneofoursignaturejokes.

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Gaaaaah. I miss all my classes. Esp our Form 4 & 5 Balau. we’re such such such a noisy pasar malam bunch that every teacher who passed by our class will come in just to scold us (which only lasted a maximum of 2 minutes before we start HuHa-ing again) and say.. ‘This class should be dibubarkan!’ or ‘We should change 5 Balau to 5  [insert insulting name here]      ’

i love havocness.

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bee & ai-suan, im working on the emails. and as you know im really slow at that.

heee~

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xoxo,

ChiRa

Just got back from ‘that beloved loser fella’ ‘s blog and what is written there is SO TRUE.

I LOVE THIS SONG! it’s one of my favourite french songs ever since i played it, and ive been repeating it on my mp3 tons of times. the attempt of singing it has not arrived but since i got the LYRICS (wheeee!), i shall try getting the pronounciations right. which i can assure you is hard. because.. french is simply.. difficult.

however, unlike danish & german, i still can manage learning french. speaking german makes me a total loser. seriously.

the language is really cool, the way it’s spoken, but when i speak it, the whole of Germany would just want to shoot me dead.

such an embarrassment.

At PeTT’s (Petronas Twin Towers) SkyBridge :

Scene 1:

ChiRa : Morning sir, how many tickets?

Visitor : Oh morning! Two please.

ChiRa : And where are you from?

Visitor : Germany.

ChiRa : Oh! Gutentag!

Visitor : (extremely excited) Gutentag! fhwifhwkfjnwedkjd* (contunues speaking in German)

ChiRa : (really really really really SPEECHLESS, i might even horrified them with my ugly mouth gaping like an arowana fish) Uhm.. Haha.. (syok sendiri-ly giggles to herself) Im so sorry sir, I only know ‘Gutentag’.

Visitor :  (disappointed) Oh, that’s okay! You can learn it! fhwifhwkfjnwedkjd* stands for    [insert meaning of phrase]       .

Scene 2:

(after a warm-up chat with a GROUP of visitors..)

ChiRa : So, you speak danish?

GM (Group Member) 1 : Yeah! It’s our mother tongue. We speak many languages but danish is the main one.

ChiRa : (Intrigued & interested, this may be a potential language to learn!) How is it like?

GM 2 : It’s like German but only easier. The pronounciation is kind of like the same, but not really identical.

ChiRa : (Oh crap, like German. Kononnya.) Oh wow, you think you could teach me a few basics?

The whole group : (Nods head enthusiastically, synchronised, smilling profusely.) Of course! No problem! [Basic phrase 1] is kfhjakdhsakfjbndcb*. Now, you try.

ChiRa : (Starts sweating nervously but repeats nicely)

GM 3 : That is great! But you could work on (specific area of pronounciation) a little more.

(this goes on for a couple of minutes, with me repeating evrything they say, everyone interrupting each other. when it is time for them to leave…………….)

GM 4 : Okay! Now repeat everything we have taught you!

ChiRa : (Feels like fainting) Uhm.. Uhh.. Wait wait.. I know it.. Uhh.. I forgot.

The Whole Group : (Looks on encouragingly) Nevermind, it’s okay. It takes time to learn! But it’s very easy.

ChiRa : (Kononnye easy, whispers to herself.) Language Number Two Impossible For Me to Learn - Danish.

[* - not actual phrase. just some random pressing of keys.]

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No offence to any party ya.. i super seriously cant learn it.. when my found 1st sem chem I lecturer (and the best lecturer evurrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!), Mdm Rashidah, told us that she speaks German very well, i was like.. *_* <— starry-eyed.

sigh.

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ah gee, shucks, i didnt know how the point of me wanting to post up lyrics of a french song got me rambling about my handicap condition in learning new languages. well, this just shows that old habits die hard.

>_<”’

Aimer

Roméo
Aimer, c’est ce qu’y a d’plus beau
Aimer, c’est monter si haut
Et toucher les ailes des oiseaux
Aimer, c’est ce qu’y a d’plus beau

Juliette
Aimer, c’est voler le temps
Aimer, c’est rester vivant
Et brûler au coeur d’un volcan
Aimer, c’est c’qu’y a dplus grand

Roméo et Juliette
Aimer, c’est plus fort que tout
Donner, le meilleur de nous
Aimer, et sentir son coeur
Aimer, pour avoir moins peur

Roméo et Juliette + Chœurs
Aimer, c’est ce qu’y a d’plus beau
Aimer, c’est monter si haut
Et toucher les ailes des oiseaux
Aimer, c’est ce qu’y a d’plus beau
Aimer, c’est voler le temps
Aimer, c’est rester vivant
Et brûler au coeur d’un volcan
Aimer, c’est c’qu’y a d’plus grand

Juliette + Chœurs
Aimer, c’est brûler ses nuits
Juliette: C’est brûler ses nuits
Aimer, c’est payer le prix
Juliette: C’est payer le prix
Et donner un sens à sa vie
Aimer, c’est brûler ses nuits

Roméo + Chœurs
Aimer, c’est ce qu’y a d’plus beau
Roméo: c’est ce qu’y a d’plus beau
Aimer, c’est monter si haut
Roméo: c’est monter si haut
Et toucher les ailes des oiseaux
Aimer, c’est ce qu’y a d’plus beauAimer …

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this is from a french Romeo & Juliet, which im guessing is a musical. The whole soundtrack was spectacular.. but Aimer was just mindblowingtastic!

okay! im all set to learn how to sing my FIRST french song! Comparing this to Alizee’s, hers is SOOO much more easier.

i shall learn syllable by syllable. like a toddler learning how to speak.

come nabs, we learn together. ;)

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i know i did not touch my blog ever since i got home and since im back in utp and apparently has access to the internet 24/7, i just wanna wish..

*hope it’s not too late..*

*nah, it’s never to late for anything..*

*humdeedum*

SeLaMaT HaRi RaYa AiDiLfItRi

& HaPpY EiD MuBaRaK..

to all Muslims all over the world!

& HaPpY HoLiDaYs to non-Muslims!

:D

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till the next time i’ll be blogging.. hopefully later..

ciao!

xoxo,

ChiRa

(p/s : wargh. i really need to read/write/talk more in English! im losing touch! i made obvious easy mistakes that needed correcting TWICE! argh!)