Rockstar Supernova fucking rocks! I did bother to check their site only recently to see what they've been up to. After Rockstar: Supernova finished airing on StarWorld I was depressed and also disappointed that Ryan was cut (eventhough he wasn't so suited for Supernova, but being cut means we won't be seeing much of him.) Lukas is not that bad, at least he has a more delightful personality than croaky Dilana, and has vocals better than Toby.

http://www.myspace.com/supernova - is fucking awesome man. God, I so fucking love Tommy Lee. I love rockstars. They have skinny legs and wear tight leather pants, sometimes an open jacket so that we can adore the fucking tattooes and pierced nipples.

Ryan Star was in Asia sometime ago. Man, I did so fucking want to go see him. Next time he comes, I better pack my suitcase and get a plane ticket. I just can't wait to save up all my money so I could travel, buy a Nikon D40, go to Vancouver and see Barry Pepper.

I can't wait for Survivor to start at 11. And after that, I'll struggle to get some sleep (I hardly ever sleep instantly because I simply don't know how), wake up tomorrow and watch another episode of Mosque on the Prairie, visit Supernova's site again, this time with a higher bandwidth and flash. After that, accompany my sister to the library and get some sort of social life with the books. I have tomorrow planned out, and I hate it.

I am not going to spend a penny on food (only lettuce and ham and wholemeal bread) and save as much as I can so that by the end of this year, I can finally get a DSLR. (My future as a nude photographer are becoming clear in front of my eyes. LMAO.)

You know what. I think I should try to sew a pair of tight leather pants. They're so going to be hot on a skinny guy.

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