Watch This.

To all the earphone-wearing misfits. To the hard-ass boys and bad-ass babes. To all the rock 'n roll maniacs, all the neon fishnet lovers, all the crazy motherfuckers.

This one's for you.

The boys are back in full eye-bleeding colour. And it's time for the insecure posers and self-masturbatory rock purists who labelled them emo wimps to run, baby run. The Fabulous Killjoys are about to shatter your balls from here to Uranus.

My Chemical Romance, it's about fuckin' time.

4 + 1 = A Senseless Start

I am sitting in my t-shirt and panties typing this moments after creating a blog on the request of a friend I met in a bar after four whiskies and a margarita.

If that sentence made sense, you need to start getting more sleep.

Or you'll end up like me, a restless person filling a brand new blog with shit because she can't sleep. (perhaps one more shot on the rocks will help. but i'm alone now, and i'm pretty much a social drinker; there is no joy in downing one alone.)

It is also our National Independence Day right now. Happy Merdeka to all Malaysians.