you’re no mystery to me.

miss california: jack’s mannequin

tell me how funny i can get. btw…

THIS WORDPRESS IS NO LONGER ACTIVE.

http://fredakillradio.blogspot.com/

there’s really no point here.

whispers on the radio: idle lovers

so hadouken! and the pigeon detectives got featured in fred perry’s subsonic. i have to go get my light sabre and throw vinyl around. but somehow, a part of me feels a little shitt. so, i went over to willB’s blog instead and here’s an excerpt.

Basically, an entire 14 hour flight with cobra and us alone. Party plane… (insert snakes on a plane joke here).

just thought i find that slightly amusing, because i kinda had a mental picture of them re enacting the whole scene. because i would… by the way, i went to issaquah’s skate park in hopes of finding david gravette but lost all hope until i saw this figure, bopping by and my little heart thought, anthony! freakbeatshit! anthony padilla!

i swore he looks like anthonymon from the back! it’s the hair! but turns out he was not. still this dude is nice enough to pose for a pic. who would right? still, what was i thinking? why the hell will anthony be in issaquah when he lives in california? the thinning atmosphere is seriously getting to me…

freda again.

PS: i feel sad for the people who read this wp, it is seriously full of shit. i should ban myself from blogging.

meet me at the skyline plaza.

your english is good: tokyo police club

(deryk and reika, be happy)

mr looks like miles kane turned to me once and said, “let me guess, you have a passion for photography?” so i looked at him and continued, “and i’m addicted to coffee, i listen to brit indie, write poetry and can’t live without the sketchbook? no.” and he smiled. i’m convinced now, besides family, he’s my favourite adult.

“It takes a lot of imagination to be a good photographer. You need less imagination to be a painter, because you can invent things. But in photography everything is so ordinary; it takes a lot of looking before you learn to see the ordinary. “

so, agreed, as long as you take a picture you are a photographer but owning a dslr or a lomo doesn’t quite exactly make you a good one. that said, i was struck by the tourist anxiety syndrome and couldn’t stop clicking away. believe me, i seriously never, ever take photos.. shaky hands, you know.

(i’m gonna upload medium sized because it’ll hang otherwise)

mr looks like miles kane/george harrison/gallagher brothers.

highway romance with the beetle.

sail to the beaches of normandie.

will crank that neck of yours.

blurbs about the seattle suburbs.

easy street records.

the view from the attic window.

we love mr walt disney and his talking mouse.

down to the market.

walk with me fred perry.

wearing hearts on your arms.

the boy called sidney(:

palms for faces.

let the crackle of urethane be heard.

citizens of tomorrow.

cookies on his shirt and a stalk in hand.

ready for your war.

this is the longest post ever. don’t say i don’t love my wordpress readers. although it’s like erm, less than five of you, who actually bother commenting, and reading…

freda. j

palm trees and power lines.

the twisted wheel: she’s a weapon

so my whereabouts in the galaxy is not so secret now, as some of you would have figured out. credits to feezah for proclaiming it. sheesh! haha. by the way, freda has left outerspace. please proceed to the much neglected lj for the intergalactic experience journal. it’s a friend’s only journal and yes, i know, it’s an outright discrimination against non-lj users. too bad, so sad, i choose to be annoying. boohoo. but for you lovely wordpress people, here’s one picture… and yes, those aliens listen to jimi hendrix too…

freda. j

taking off in a space shuttle right about now.

despair in the departure lounge: arctic monkeys.

this is one of my favourite arctic songs. well, back to earth in 20hrs. yes, space tech is mega advanced.

fine, i’m not in outerspace right now. seriously, what came over me to think that these highly intelligent friends of mine would actually buy it? foiled. thanks to feezah mystafa, some people would have known of my whereabouts. seriously feezah, thanks ah thanks. but, i’m still gonna play along with this spaceshit thing i’ve created. conceivably, lighting the fuse might result in a bang, ba-ba bang go!

i think i met george harrison/miles kane(:

freda. j

the inside lingo had me at hello.

louie louie: the clash

i’m just squeezing time to update my life to earth because inevitably i am coming back. had a funny/fuzzy convo that ended ’round 5 mins ago. i wanna post this certain part of it that i don’t wanna forget but i’ve no idea how to blur the username or what not as i do respect people’s privacy. so i’m just gonna type part of it out, easy.

me: prom is lame. i skipped. what about yours?
friend: let me show you… (sending file)

(file received, opening P7628093)

me: i see…
friend: that’s my prom for you.
me: (rofl)

not so fun then, prom, eh? haha.

-freda. j

and as I stand here in no-mans-land i contemplate your attack.

declaration of war: hadouken!

friend: so what song gets you going all the time?
me: this one (:

i’ve been about this since april. this is really awesome stuff. if you don’t move or bop your head to this, you are an idiot, the way i see it. but it’s only my opinion. then again, prove me wrong. if you want war then you’ve got war…

-freda. j

if i could open up my window and see from tampa bay to juneau.

come on feet: pete and the pirates

just thought i’d do a little questionare. i’m still trying to fall asleep. i’m beginning to think that sleep is something unheard of at this part of the hemisphere.

When’s the last time you saw a person who absolutely takes your breath away?
-i’ve always been able to breathe. i’ve got great composure. but ryan ross and brendon urie came close(:
Does anyone hate you?
-i have an inkling they do.
Have you ever read an entire book in one day?
-of course. more than one, occasionally.
Are you a jealous person?
-i can be.
Do you think you will be in a relationship 3 months from now?
-no way.
When’s the next time you’ll see your closest friend?
-tomorrow? haha.
What are you listening to ?
-right at this moment? you mean like music? believe me, i’m lying: forever the sickest kids.
Is there anyone getting on your nerves at the moment?
-a number.
Last reason you smiled?
-skype conversation.
Would you rather be a girl or a guy?.
-guy, but i’d choose to be gay. HAHA.
Could you go a day without eating?
-yeah
Are you missing someone?
-ah, nope.
Have you ever snuck around, almost got caught, lied, and actually got away with it?
-i live for this kind of stuff. haha.
How often do you wash your hair?
-every day
Friends with benefits, just friends, or relationship?
-just friends. friends with benefits is for retards who are afraid of commitment. sheesh.
Have you ever given someone a fake tatoo with a marker?
-yeah, a mill times. who’s next?
Talked bad about a friend behind their back?
-yeah.
Ever told your parents you hated them?
-never.
Does a certain smell remind you of anyone or anything?
-lots, yes (:
Did you ever eat anything really gross on a dare?
-a random leaf, weird MacD concoctions? sure.
Do you sing in front of people?
-used to. i should/wanna go back to that.
What do you care about the most ?
-honestly, myself. we’re all self centered idiots deep down. prove me wrong.
Do you judge people you dont know ?
-subconsciously, yes. but then i try to snap out of it.
How does it feel to live your life ?
-it suits me fine.
Do you hate it when people smoke around you?
-i’m fine, just don’t blow it all in my face.
Do you drink tea?
-i love tea(:
Do you have any bruises + scars?
-yeap.
Dark hair or light hair in the opposite sex?
-dark hair of course (:
What woke you up this morning?
-haven’t slept since yesterday.
Have you ever been awake for more then 2 nights straight?
-yeah but the record was only three days.
Last myspace message you received, who was it from?
-eric. haha(:

on three.

the snitch: the city lights

fortune is breakfast is the most important meal of the day.. dont waste it on shitty cookies- matt G

and that made me laugh even harder(:

-freda. j

the truth the pentagon ignored that roswell kept behind closed doors.

we’re not alone: son of dork

just finished primitive episodes of roswell so thus the header.

everyone has their phases. the beatles had their lsd days, bob dylan and his film days, brandon boyd and his flannel era, teens with their hippie days, wanna be photographer days… well, you get the point. technically, i’m still on earth but conceivably, i’m kinda like on another galaxy altogether. culture shock. it feels surreal, so it’s cool. like a getaway from reality. i know this is not a logical explanation, one that doesn’t suffice, but i will explain. ridiculous i know, but just bear with it. and i will only be back on the 18th so don’t screw me over if i don’t reply your texts… there lies a very rational explanation behind this and it’s one that i can’t divulge online.

please don’t criticize what you can’t understand.

BACK ON THE 180808

so this is james the first love, hugging the sun. in case you’re wondering (:

-freda. j

i kinda love colin?

falling for you: busted

yes, i think i kinda do love colin(:

well i was staring at the screen and i finally came to this realization. so i thought perhaps i go tell someone but everyone was asleep and thus i settled for the world wide web. so it’s i’m-not-sure-what hour, and i’m trying to get used to all these right now. pretty overwhelming.

freda is on holiday now so don’t text her or anything cause she kinda won’t reply. but i’ll be about the net sometimes so, yeah… will get back to earth when the 18th arrives. and happy elated birthday nad, fel, joe and joyce! awesome seventeens to nad on the 13th and fel and joyce on the 15th. and joe, it’s the cool nineteen for you, also on the 15th? kinda lost track cause you’re getting too old! kidding(:

and qing, i lost your link. and it’s a complicated link, not like any other blogger/livejournal/normal link, yours just had to be some unknown yahoo one. so resend the link when time permits or something and i’ll put you back into the blogroll! haha(:

till the 18th then!

freda. j

oh, whatever happened?

soft & warm: voxtrot

brendon urie and william beckett

oh my god! py was right! i do really appreciate, love, and thank what — does to boys. haha. look at how they were back then! this is totally mental. it had me rolling on the floor, holy! i’m laughing with tears, in mere shock, freaking gobsmacked. now, everytime i look at a not-so-handsome boy, i will keep these pictures in mind. because if those little kids up there can look like what they look like now below, singapore has hope. abundance of it (:

brendon urie and william beckett

okay, this is just the coolest… i love finding random stuff on the internet. aah, lovely.

-freda. j

if there is one thing i want to be remembered for…

hello seattle: owl city
california: phantom planet

i am a hoarder, i keep everything and anything someone gives me. why? because it helps me remember. bus tickets, printed napkins, receipts, little notes- whatever i can hold on to.

i’m gonna head for the semester hols now, a week and a bit to visit my cousin and her husband who honestly, sincerely, think i am anorexic and is on a ploy to get me fat by stuffing cheetos and tootsie rolls in my face. (which i gladly accept) then perhaps go see deryk or something.

by the way, the national day parade was pure beauty. i love being a singaporean, the whole culture of it, warts and all.

-freda. j

(back on the 18th)

romance and regret, this is a shipwreck.

i don’t mind: phantom planet

i know this seems weird but i kind of like it. pretty random, a guy in red wayfarers with a guitar in the middle of a beach singing about a certain mental breakdown. fascinating. in a ghostly, haunting, but oddly appealing kind of way(:

anyway i got home after what i’d reckon is one eventful night, i’ll sum it up in three words- run baby run, and came home to find nobody in so i decided to turn on the tv. i haven’t watched much tv lately, i’ve been out of the whole loop, tv, radio, even the news for quite a bit now, ridiculous considering i’m studying media but that’s a whole another point. so, yes, channel surfing and guess what came on mtv? summer girls, LFO. i mean, how long has that been? and it made me so excited.

and, my, 90s nickelodeon is the best there is. i mean with all the hannah montana junk from disney these days, you’ll lose all hope in kids programs. but do you remember legends of the hidden temple? yes that easter island-esque olmec. and of course, figure it out, all that, kenan and kel, amanda show, hey arnold, double dare… all that cool 90s stuff. and i love how they play these shows like randomly in the middle of the night. and yes! the primitive episodes of drake and josh(: and 90s disney is simply ace too. i totally love black hole high(:

sometimes i think we’re growing old too fast, when everything’s a mere paper chase these days. everyone’s rushing to be older to do this, to do that, to be legal etc. sometimes i feel that we just need to step back and just breathe. thinking about the future is good but if it’s occupying your present life, burdening you, then there’s no point isn’t it? i guess sometimes we have to leave it to chance, allow a little spontaneity. i mean plans fail more often than not so why do we always keep at it? i’m not saying don’t plan, don’t set goals, don’t give shit about the future, but moderation my friends…

believe in the resolute urgency of now. the one that is slipping away is the present, the future will always be there.

-freda. j

we are godzilla, you are japan.

soular flares: the ready set

just realized the links disappeared. should relink. smosh wall falling apart, cds on the floor, behind closet. photowall breaking apart. mural not done.

about time i start fixing things up. i mean with nine weeks on your hands, you’re bound to do something, yes? by the way, i created an lj account because i want a userpic when i leave comments.

daft? yes, fully fledged.

freda.j

i know the world’s a broken bone…

…but melt your headaches call it home (:

-creds: mrkaranka

seaside: the kooks

i love the way it always rains here. i love the sound of rain, the way it creates ripples on the sidewalk, the feeling you get in your shoes. the smell of rain, the way it seems to give an impression of washing away pain, as it sears through streets. i love the inevitable smile on passing faces as they run for shelter. how we subconsciously smile when it drizzles. how rain makes you feel young again. how rain dramatizes anything. how we stop to look at the rain as it falls, droplets rolling on window panes. how the sky changes colour when it’s gonna rain, how it changes after the rain. as vision hinders, skies set low alike a ghostly ballet for it pours away. how shapes and cool light wander the streets like an army of strays. much like on a rainy day.

i fell in love with the rain.

-freda.j

i haven’t had the chance to speak yet, Godspeed.

always all ways: lost prophets

this song reminds me of sec 3, that stupid 161 bus and how i made qing listen to this song on repeat especially when he went yeaheheyeah.. at the end! haha (:

kelsey(: haha. so i did the quiz thing but i’m not gonna post it here so you know where to look yah?  was, i’ll say, interesting. and since you tagged me twice, i’ll just post this one cause the results are really pretty cool. so anyone can do this if they wanna(: but stick to the rules ’cause otherwise, the point would be lost.

-set your music player on shuffle
-a new song for a new question
-do not skip songs!
-any comments put ‘em in brackets

What’s the meaning of life?
-everything: a cursive memory (nice.)
What’s tomorrow’s forecast?
-i know: drake bell (haha. wth?)
What did you dream about last night?
-watching the detectives: phantom planet
What do you like to do on vacation?
-standing in the way of control: gossip (cool)
There’s a message on your answering machine…
-nobody’s fault: phantom planet
What do you think of school?
-mister maker: the kooks
What does the last person you talked to think of you?
-she’s got style: nevershoutnever! (i knew it! lol)
What do you do on your days off?
-light up the sky: yellow card (awesome!)
Describe your hairstyle:
-one ray of sunlight: phantom planet (whoah, profound.)
Describe your lifestyle:
-electric feel: mgmt
Your thoughts on aliens are:
-better than this: busted (yeah, sure thing!)
You won a trip to another country.
-instant pleasure: rufus wainwright (good one)
You feel:
-sick hearts: the used (my heart has never been better, honestly! haha)
Describe your favourite TV show:
-all that she wants(ace of base): the kooks
Describe your family:
-with me: sum 41 (aww)
What you think when you see your enemy:
-hatful of love: the kooks (haha)
When someone asks for the time you say:
-12:51: the strokes (spot on!)
You’re very happy when:
-bouncing off the walls again: sugarcult (nice)
You get upset when:
-where are your friends: lights and sounds
What you want to do in the next week:
-first date: blink 182 (haha)
Your thoughts on the future:
-separate and ever deadly: the last shadow puppets (cool)
What you want the most:
-what’s it feel like to be a ghost: taking back sunday (emo, much)
Favourite flavour of ice cream:
-xoxo: nickasaur!
Describe your fav video game:
-seventeen forever: metro station
What you do on a sunny day:
-drunk love: the cab (haha)
What you do when you wake up:
-two princes: spindoctors (do? lol. i’m gonna be royalty!)
What you thought of lunch today:
-perfect company: a cursive memory
What you hate in a person:
-stephen: voxtrot (OMG. i swear this wasn’t planned! rofl)
What you like in a person:
-boobies: phantom planet (HAHAHAHAHAHA)
Describe your favourite movie:
-going to india: boy hits car (random, like)
What your wedding will be like:
-rainbow veins: owl city
What your honeymoon will be like:
-declaration of war: hadouken! (that’ll suck. haha)
How you will feel about your job:
-the breakdown: forever the sickest kids (no way.. haha)
Your greatest wish:
-send my love to the dancefloor, i’ll see you in hell: cobra shitship
You think:
-it’s about love: medic droid (cheesefest. hah.)
What you think of this quiz:
-lying is the most fun a girl can have without taking her clothes off: patd (HAHA!)

today is the last day of school(: adieu! springbreakbroke. haha(: and yes, i will do your quizzes. remember, i’ll swim the ocean for you, whoah oh kelsey… rofl. (:

-freda.j

i’m so tight emo kids wear me as pants.

metro station: kelsey

the end of tomorrow is the beginning of our 9 week holiday or so(: so you can imagine the excitement in me, for tomorrow to end, as we say goodbye to the campus and its treacherous, torturous hills accompanied with the frequent crashing of programmes in our white macbooks during vital times. good bye(:

so looking through one’s wallet reveals alot about the person. whether he/she is a hoarder, whether one is careful, thrifty, photogenic etc. haha.i’ll explain the whole logic behind my “walletosophy” if you’re interested. but guesstimating that no one cares, we shall move along.

so with all these talk about wallets, what is the point? not much actually. it’s just that i found out about a certain someone’s middle name(: let’s drop a hint, shall we?

and i’d swim the ocean for you
the ocean for you
whoa, oh kelsey.

well, that was random. and nad, you’ll get to cross off people of your ‘i wanna meet’ list soon enough. gotta have hope(: and by the way, i would like to meet this one next. a nifty climber isn’t he?

-alexgreenwald

freda. j

when i suddenly start shaking inside.

the only difference between suicide and martyrdom is press covergae: patd

gonna use the last bit of my energy to write about this, it’s that important. excuse the grammatical and typographical errors but i would like to take a chance. a moment to gasconade. lay it on thick. ah, a transcript will suffice. shall write something proper if or when i deem fit. swear to shake it up if you swear to listen. so…

allow me to exaggerate a memory or two.

all of us: hey panic! PANIC AT THE DISCO! hey!
(that unknown guy turns around, ross and urie stops)
(me trying not to die. my heart was screwed up beating like wth. we walked up to them)
ryk: that was ace!
ross: thank you
urie: where are you guys from?
all of us: singapore!
ross: singapore? we’re playing there next!
(ross handles another zealous bunch of girls, the corner’s getting swarmed. more security moves in)
unknown guy: you guys flew all the way from sg?
ste: haha. we drove.
(unknown guy smiles)
(a bunch of idiotic hyperventilating girls starts pushing. security builds some kind of force field around patd)
urie: (busy signing stuff from other girls and looks up) haha. nice shirt.
me: me?
urie: yeah, you. (smiles)
(me trying not to die, again.)
me: thanks (grins like an idiot)
rei: she made it.
ads: yeah, like by herself.
urie: cool. you should make some for us one day.
all: laughs
ross: alright! hifive? hifive?!
(we all went around hifive-ing ross as we slowly got seperated from him)

may have missed singfest but for what it’s worth, it was worth all the while(: alright, feel free to go green with envy, curse, cry, jump, hyperventilate. i’ll go sleep now. i have assignments that needs to be turned in tomorrow. not sure i’d manage…

-it’s sure hell, ain’t normal but we deal, we deal.

i guess i’m falling in love with panic, once again, like old times. i think ryan ross is quite the pretty boy. and brendon urie is lovely, isn’t he? (:

freda.j

even if we fall there won’t be a lead at all.

campfire kansas: the get up kids

(:

freda. j