I'm here to adhere that you're my fondest fear....

Being drenched in psychedelic moments like this has never been any crazier. Well, blame it on Syd Barret's Octopus. I hate squids. They suck. Literally.

Since leaving the premises of the faculty last night after the nerve-wrecking LAW test, I've been constantly hit by the same thought. How low can I go? I've been dodging everything that's being thrown at me rather than hit it back with a rusty bat. Convinced that I had carefully carved an intricate path for myself this time around, I was thrown back by that same thought and it's back to the drawing board. What went wrong? Where did I screw up? Endless
possibilities are inevitable. It's like a rash. It irritates you but it makes a good scratch.

Announcement: Album review will not be published in either
Friendster's Bulettin Board or here in suckingwhitestars this week. This is due to me experiencing writer's block and also to the fact that I am burdened with mid-term tests. Possibly, instead of a full album review, reviews for various random songs of current favorite will be posted. Date of publication will be informed

Nothing much happen academically today. BEL was replaced by the carnival launching ceremony. I've never seen so many school kids running around since leaving my secondary days. I felt old. Skipped LAW for the 1st time. We allocated ourselves a little something we claim as provisions for truancy. It's one class each before the week long break. I've used 2 out of 6.

After dinner I went to Fai's to get today's The Star. Instead of only taking the newspaper, I took Raqib as well. Very enthusiastic of him to climb all the way up to the top floor just so he could have a look at my collection of schmaltz despite that at the time of my arrival to his room, he was deep asleep in all darkness. He was quite blown away by my collection which is dominated by epitonic.com's alumnus. Not that he's a stranger to the we're-cutting-edge-we-don't-need-to-update-our-site-in-months online mecca for off-kilter stuffs, it's just that I seem to be consuming every genre there is to offer. Typical me. He also acknowledges me as one of the 'rarities' in Bote for my taste in music. Groovy.

Seriously dude, where can you find a playlist that has Jalil Hamid's "Hari Raya", Cornelius' "Point Of View", and Lemon Jelly's "Homage To Patagonia" alongside Anuar Zain's "Mungkin", Cerberus Shoal's "Nataraja" and R.U.S.H's "Chasing Tipperary"? Wicked.....

Who says you need to flash that cash and fling that bling bling to be socially 'in'? I'm still 'out' of it. I'm not complaining.

It's 5 days now. Ever since I Introduced Afiq to The Strokes' Reptilia, he's played that song to death. Even during our tutorial sessions. Mentally forcing us to pick up our instruments and learn the song 'till the novelty wears off. But apparently the short-term novelty period terminology does'nt seem to make sense to him. He's now a Reptilia Stroker. It's Hard To Explain.

I'm green with envy with Alia's and Li's page. Be damned both of you, for I shall burst in cryptic tears reaching the sweetness of death by the Obsidian Knife. Currently HTML codes and me don't go well together. It's a love-hate relationship. So much has been said yet only so little of it is true. Like killing blaring alarms with a snooze. It keeps coming back every 10 minutes or so. Where's the fun in being naive?