(My Helmet Gets a Taste of It)hey blog...
you won't
believe what recently happen...
i
won lucky draw contest...
a ballot
thingy...
won the
first prize...
what is it...?
hmmm..
it's a
Sony PS3 baby....!
complete with
Guitar Heroes 3: Legend of Rock game...
wow..!!
how
shocked was i...
when i
went to collect it,
people keep
staring at me...
i started to get
insecured...
what happens if someone
chopped mi from the back and
run with my ps3?..
haha.. panic...
but
luckily nothing happened..
Now i'm ready to
plug in &
rock my boxers off..
the game is
cool...
quite
tough at first..
once you get
use to it,
its
easy...
it include songs from slipknot lah...
haha... power..
also
iron maiden, scorpions,
santana,
guns & roses,
metallica,
dragonforce & many more...
other games i have is...
Devil May Cry 4
Call of Duty 4: Modern Warfare
FIFA 08Well.. time to get
rocking again...
and practice my way to become the
deity of rock...
chow chin chaoz...
(The Set)

My Feelings for you can never fade...
...i swear
I hear a knock on the door,
closing in on my eyes,
lost in the consciousness
is your whisper,
Over coming a melting heart,
a faded portrait reflects
my disappearing memories.
At once and still chaotic,
hateful black heart,
closes in on me.
A sharp, transient feeling, in a single wave,
becomes a hysterical wind.
Stopping tears, and held in feelings
in a colourless silence.
I've nothing to lose
(love me till the end),
except your heart.
Blood flows from your wrists and body
into the distant seas of time
Weekend, weekend, weekend,
I'm at my wits end.
Weekend, weekend, weekend,
I'm at my wits end.
Weekend
I've nothing to lose
(love me till the end),
except your heart,
I've nothing to lose
(love me till the end),
except your heart.
No way out...
I hear a knock on the door,
closing in on my eyes,
lost in the consciousness is your whisper.
Blood flows from your wrists and body
into the distant seas of time...
weekend ... weekend.... .Weekend ...
I still love you ...
Weekend ...
but I cannot carry on!
Blood flows from your wrists and body
into the distant seas of time ...
Weekend, weekend, weekend,
I'm at my wits end,
Weekend, weekend, weekend,
I'm at my wits end.
Weekend, weekend, weekend,
I'm at my wits end.
Weekend, weekend, weekend,
I'm at my wits end.
Weekend...weekend ... weekend...
Terasa bagai ditusuk sembilu bisa
Pedihnya entah bila akan terhenti
Berkasih di rimba asmara berapi
Terbakar hanya ku sendiri
Oh mengapa...?
Ke mana hilang janji dan sumpah setia?
Ke mana tumpah selaut harum kasturi?
Apakah mungkin kan terulang kembali?
Asyiknya cinta bagai dulu
Atau serapuhnya mimpi
Yang pulang pagi...
Semakin ingin aku lupakan
Dan semakin bayang wajahmu kan menjelma
Di manakah puncanya derita?
Kusendiri tidak pasti..
sayang...
Siapa merebut seri cinta?
Waktu aku buka jendela
Di keheningan pagi indah
Siapa sejambak mawar merah?
Harum di kamar hatimu
Hingga diriku disingkirkan
Redup senja di kaki malam
Menghilangkan warna lalang
Dan cinta kini bagaikan
Perkasihan mimpi...