Paran pan pan~~

You know this right? Well, here's my JP version...

俺は　お前に夢中（パランパンパン～）
お前のこと　好きだったから（パランパンパン～）
でもお前　既に裏切った（パランパンパン～）
だから今日から　さらばだ（パランパンパン～）
オイ近付くな（ヘイ！）ふざけるんじゃねぇ（パランパンパン～）
さよなら　もう会いたくねぇ（パランパンパン～）
去れ去れ！（ヘイ！）ここから去～れ！（パランパンパン～）
去れ去れ！そう、出ていけ～ ううう～

ore wa  omae ni muchuu (paran pan pan~)
omae no koto   suki datta kara (paran pan pan~) 
demo omae   sude ni uragitta (paran pan pan~)
dakara kyou kara   saraba da (paran pan pan~)
oi chikazuku na (hei!) fuzakerun ja nee (paran pan pan~)
sayonara   mou aitakunee (paran pan pan~)
sare sare! (hei!) koko kara sa~re! (paran pan pan~)
sare sare! sou, dete ike~ uuu~

I was really full of you (param pam pam)
Because I really liked you (param pam pam)
But you already betrayed me (param pam pam)
So from today, farewell (param pam pam)
Oi don't come near me (hey!) don't you dare mess with me (param pam pam)
Goodbye, I don't wanna see you again (param pam pam)
Go away go away! Get away from here! (param pam pam)
Go away go away! Yea, get the hell out~ uuu~

Inbetween the hours of doom and strife

That's it.

I don't think I can go. Or want to.

I've put all my hopes on it for the past year. To the point of not performing as well as I can. But now I'll forever be a wuss, my future will be bleak, but that's what I deserve anyway.

First thing's first after the exam - get used to the damn roads. No I don't want to go to work. I need to get my ass into doing what even normal humans can do. Not like I'm normal anyway.

Why am I so cranky? Is it because it's 2AM, I can't sleep, and I can't fix this damn program I'm staring at for the past 8 hours? Is it because I just read that someone's blog, denying things? Is it because I haven't eaten in 3 days? Is it because of the load of work means that I can't go home on Thursday?

It may be all of 'em. I can't fix them straight away, like a good, cold glass of Clorox can.

I wish there was a better way to kill oneself.

Sushism again?

Just a while ago, I went to dinner at Misato. Which is kinda surprising since I went to Excapade the night before. Two sushi places in two days, and I'm suffering the sushi overload syndrome.

But going there means I can now fairly compare between the three sushi restaurants... and no surprise that Excapade comes on top. What I'm quite disappointed about is, in addition to Daiso, the workers there don't really know Japanese.

Okay, Daiso's marketing campaign is horrible. "Irasshaimase" isn't meant to be called out like fishmongering, IMO. Japan is a humble society, they should follow that... shop near TPH Batu Bersurat that speaks irasshaimase sofly with a bow ONLY when the customer enters.

Not to mention Daiso's meagre stuffs it sells, and why the heck did Chinese music play when I was there?

Okay back to the sushi topic. Let's forget about California Sushi because we all know everyone loves it. The fun'iki (feeling/atmosphere) rating goes to Excapade, in all of the branches I kinda felt like going to a Japanese restaurant.

I'm sorry Sushi Tei but Misato came second in most other cases. Your place is quite spacious, giving the alternative should Excapade be fully booked, and your kaiten is impressive but the food is so-so.

That said, being the sort of person I am, I'd love to come to any three of 'em again. I'm still the food lover I am and like I said, it's a matter of time before I mix it with my love for Japanese stuff.

...back to my diet orz

My dear osananajimi

Last night, I just couldn't sleep thinking of how miserable I was at life, how much I hated being antisocial yet is the grand epitomy of it, how much my old friends have left me for dead. How much I could have achieved before now.

I can just put Khadijah into the "girls that hate my presence" bin that's just chock full of old acquaintances. Names like Atul, DK, etc. Maybe they'll never forgive what I did. Because there's no reason to. Yea I'm a girl-killer, but only to myself.

And when I look back, there was always one girl who waited for me, hated me yet liked me, friended me for what I was worth, and sadly grieved when we had to part. We exchanged letters, phone numbers, we can still remember our birthdays. We live just a few hundred metres apart, yet we never saw each other in *checks watch* a decade already.

I tried to take her to my junior Form 6 prom. I sprained my ankle a week before that, but the thought of seeing her in a lovely dress and taking her hand in a one-off night fueled my recovery... until the Friday when she called saying she can't go, I can't even walk right after that for 6 months.

When I heard she got married, I can just feel the hammer smashing this faintly-yearning heart to pieces. But I picked the pieces up with my logic and the truth revealed long after...

Soulmate? Nobody knows. I wouldn't know how Sika looks like now, or ever. People as close as my auntie and my sis met her already, I'm just waiting after so many close-calls and near-misses.

Sorry for such a sappy entry. But if my family is legendary in Lumut as ever, it will be none other than the long, twisting, winding story of Yasmi and Safoora. You say their names on the same breath. Everybody knows in the 90's and beyond - the couple, top two in the class, having another husband-wife quarrel every other day...

Will the story continue? If only the author isn't as lazy as yours truly. Sigh.

Sushism

OK so my sis got herself an Excapade Sushi privilege card. I'd die for that *_*

All I have is a Sushi Tei punchcard thingy she gave me last month, both of them are make-the-customer-come-back strategies (proven effective, like me with Easy Way) buuuut looks like sushi places are the way to go these days. No more pizza place once a month thingy, I don't miss it anyway.