MTV World Stage 2011 - Where The Street Has No Name

Coz I don't give a damn about the street's name or neon trees!!!

(not Neon Trees, but neon trees of i-City. The TREES... yeah. lols!)

*cough* padahal Leanne teruja gila tengok pokok lampu2 yg cantik gemerlapan gemilang ibarat menerangi pertemuan dua hati (me and Jared of course) selepas 10 tahun. Gyahahaha! <-- dush! qualified to be kicked. kahkahkah!*cough*

-THIS GONNA BE A LONG ONE. THE WITHDRAWAL SYNDROME IS STILL LINGERING-

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Silly Unnecessary Rants That You Can Skip If You Want But I'm Gonna Be Hurt If You Do So 

But If You Must You Can Just Skip Right To The Next Underlined Header <3:

Okay, the truth is, all I'm sexcited about on that eventful day was Mr. Jared and Mr. Jared and Mr. Jared. Liar... Hahah! I do care about the other two smexy bandmates (I still heart you Shannon! Tomo i wanna cut your hair <.< ) and of course, I'm excited that Beast was coming. 

yeah, this guy. who can ever resist this sexy devil?!

photo credit: jaredleto.com

It's been three weeks and the heat is still there. I'm still lourve-strucked *fanning myself* and yeah, i'm replaying the 30STM's MTV unplugged like a million times a day just to make myself go sane and focus again. And re-watching Jared's movies with passion like it was the 1st time i'm watching. I stalked Shannon & Tomo's twitter accounts like a crazy fangirl and i smiled whenever i saw Mr.sexygorgeous' super rare tweets appearing on my Timeline.

It doesn't stop at that. I practically went through the youtube just to get to know about Neon Trees more. Oh, goddamn Tyler, you, yeah you made me wanna born like an Animal in 1983! Leanne, that pun is so lame!!! SHUT UP!!! hahaha! =X <-- plaster mulut macham ni! Not to mention my friends sudden craziness over Beast. Le sigh. Yes. They are the avid devoted Cassiopeias. They never (really?) love (likecrazytothemaxoverthetopkindoflove) another kpop band other than TVXQ. But i think ever since their Beast FM and MTVWS2011's heavenly performances, my friends, they kinda explodes in exploring the sweet escapism of guilty pleasure among younger men~ teeheehee! i am so gonna get killed by this miahahaha! XDD

[FANFICTION] HIS DECEIVING LOOK - CHAPTER 16

I KNOW WHO KILL MY BEAUTY SLEEP

-WARNING: EXPLICIT (MINOR) CONTENT. MAY NOT SUITABLE FOR UNDERAGE OR THOSE WHO IS AGAINST HOMOSEXUALITY-

*A/N: Still, this chapter is my POV, not Elle’s, though I started to think as Elle. That’s creepy. Beta-ed by the sweet Skye Lin :) I felt like being a sweetheart author today... So i posted another chapter.... ook me a couple days to finish this chapter... Hope you'll like it! Still, inspired by reading too much angst fanfics~ My head has gone mental all of the angst! enjoy~*

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The room smelled fresh—almost sporty, not feminine like he had thought it would be when he first came into the white-red room, considering it was Elle’s room. Jaejoong always sprayed his favourite perfume here and there, annoying him nonchalantly in their room. He looked over his shoulder at the sleeping Ayden and moved his right hand, touching small bumps where he knew Ayden’s little feet were hidden under the thick blanket. He traced his slim fingers over the material, recalling a memory that etched deeply in his head. It was so deep that he thought the memory was carved to his heart too.

“How on earth can loving you not be fucking worth it?”

[FANFICTION] HIS DECEIVING LOOK - CHAPTER 15

WHAT MATTERS THE MOST?

*A/N: Author’s POV, not Elle’s*Here's a short chapter... Beta-ed by Skye Lin

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Yunho gasped for the air that seemed to be thickening every minute that they sat there; his gaze swept over Changmin’s. Both were flickering with some sort of tension and strain. The youngest of them all suddenly looked much older than he was. There was a deep crease in between his dark eyebrows. Changmin was obviously thinking hard.

“Don’t worry Eomeoni... Jaejoong is safe. I know he is. He just needs time to rest and clear up his head.” Yunho smiled reassuringly at Mrs. Kim, Jaejoong’s mother. The older woman had been clasping her wrinkled hands over Yunho’s, anchoring towards him like as if she’d be blown away by the wicked storm created by her own son otherwise.

“I hope he’s going to his real mother. I can’t think any other place he would be.” Mrs. Kim sobbed the words, and concern deeply adorned her features.