Let's End This

Oh Gosh, I just checked my own blog. And realised that for the past numbers of posts, it has been a streak of Youtube music videos.

And cheesy, cheesy musics.

This have to end. Even I myself want to barf at my own blog.

I need a better taste in music.

Anyway, let's begin the ending of these cheesy songs with a real music.



Ah. Paramore. That's much better. Isn't it?

Okay, since my previous posts has been nothing but Youtube videos. I'll write about my week in this post.

So, I have my brothers back in my parents' house. Don't worry, it's just for Raya.

I never realised how much I missed them. (I'm sure they don't read my blog. Therefore I feel safe pointing this out.) Both of them being here brings back old memories. The kind of memories that made you chuckle or laugh out loud when you reminisce.

They can be annoying at times, but somehow I don't mind it. Really. I truly don't. Even when they hijack my stuff, made me do stuff, or got me in trouble with the parents. They're my brothers, and thats what brothers do - make their sister's life miserable.

Their little teasing and constant demanding make this big empty old house merry again. Sometimes, their subconcious actions brought smiles and laughter too, and they don't even realise it.

We all have our own egos. We all don't want to show our true emotions. But we all know that we care. Eventhough we try our very best to hide them. Yes, our "I-don't-care-what-you-do" attitude is actually what give us away.

One more sibling, and the equation will be complete.

Hurry home, sister! It's not the same without the true troublemaker.



A Paramore cover to notes the end of cheesy songs in my blog.
(Well, at least for these few weeks.)