Raey Wen Yppah

Keeping busy for hours
Celebrating all night
Showing magical powers
And giving your granny a fright.

Have a good one people!

I Miss You Already.



Pretty Girl Who's Got Fangs.

The Grand Old Age Of 18

W o W. 18. And I feel so wierd. Last night, I walked into a pub at 11pm and got a drink... yum!

Another Fred To Add To My List!

I Don't Like Mondays.

Okkk!

Why is it that the majority of us say: kk!

Instead of: ok! when on MSN?

It is beyond me.

It's MAGIC!

Ho, ho, ho
It's magic you know
Never believe, it's not so
It's magic, you know
Never believe, it's not so

Never been awake
Never seen a day break
Leaning on my pillow in the morning
Lazy day in bed
Music in my head
Crazy music playing in the morning light

Ho, ho, ho
It's magic you know
Never believe, it's not so
It's magic, you know
Never believe, it's not so

I love my sunny day
Dream of far away
Dreaming on my pillow in the morning
Never been awake
Never seen a day break
Leaning on my pillow in the morning light

Ho, ho, ho

It's magic, you know
Never believe it's not so
It's magic, you know
Never believe, it's not so

Tune of the Ninja

With banishers of boredom
With werewolves and thieves,
The lone Ninja strives
To find what she needs.

One line in her head
And one empty page
She slowly climbs out
Of her death-ridden cage.

How she will remember
The tune for her song
With long loving memory
To prove the world wrong.

A fighter, a lover,
A carer, a witch
That’s the lone Ninja
Who has something to teach

Listen very hard
And you’ll find that you hear
The music she makes
Is like freedom for the ears.

She does not even know
How dear her music is
For she thinks she can’t play
Even though her heart always sings.

A Little Sunshine For Your Day.

There was a young man from Gosham
Who took out his bollocks to wash 'em.

His wife said Jack,
If you don't put 'em back

I'll put 'em under a bus
And squash 'em.

November Rain

Finally - the cold November Rain hit the rooftops.

I was woken by it

The first time it had rained properly in November. Poured.

I am never normally woken by the weather

Yet this rain had been sent for me.

I climbed out of my warm bed into my cold room, and

Pressed my hands against the condensed window, and

Pushed it open.

And I just hung there, almost falling out the window

With November Rain blaring in my ears.

I didn't care.

I didn't think.

Not about anything.

Only the Rain.

It was like flying. Freedom.

My

Cold

November

Rain.

Shut Your BIG Mouth.

Logic - funny word that.

There are some who will completely base their lives upon it.

And when it comes to a time where logic no longer persists - they fall.

When logic has no place in a certain situation - they can't cope.

There MUST be a logical explanation for everything.

Today, I was asked what I did in my day, so I just listed:

Piano lesson, school, work, practice, perform

I asked back - and they replied:

Bus, maths test, chess, chemistry test, grind

These few short sentences showed me - gave me proof. I mean, they even included the oh so convenient BUS. The BUS - as something they did today.

Contradiction.

"Complimentary" - apparently.

And to prove my point - when I asked "how?", they replied:

"Yeah, like, if we went on that version of who wants to be a millionaire where 2 people go on instead of one, I'd handle certain Q's and you'd do others. covering the other's weaknesses, etc"

Not everything is run by logic.

Not everything has a logical explanation.

When logic is no longer needed - you cant cope.

When logic is no longer needed - shut your BIG mouth.

Logic.

Looky What I Found...!

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"Here's to you on your birthday, Roger" Said Helen...

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When INSANITY laughs, under pressure we're breaking.

Can't we give ourselves one more chance?

Why can't we give LOVE that one more chance?

Why can't we give love, give love, GIVE love, give love, give love, give love...

List Of Famous Fred, Freddie 'n' Fredericks =)

Again, if you've got any more, let me know by leaving a comment =)

Fred's

Fred Flinstone (Cartoon character)
Fred Durst (Singer)
Fred Astaire (Actor)
Fred (from Scooby Doo)
Right Said Fred (Band)
Fred (Homepride brand)
Fred Eliot (Corronation St.)
Fred Weasley (Harry Potter)
Fred Thompson (Cowboy actor)
Fred Housego (Winner of Mastermind)
Fred Dibnah (TV presenter)
Fred C. Dobbs (Film character)
Fred Colon (Character from Terry Pratchett's discworld books)

Freddie's

Freddie Mercury (God.)
Freddie Starr (Comedian)
Freddie and the Dreamers (Band)
Freddie Prinze Jr. (Actor)
Freddy Krueger (Nightmare on Elm St.)
Fat Freddie (Cartoon Character)
Freddy Fender (of Fender Guitars)
Freddie Jackson (Soul singer)
Freddie Flintoff (Cricketer)
Freddie Ljungberg (Footballer)
Freddie Highmore (Child Actor)
Freddie Mitchell (American Footballer)
Freddie Aguilar (Folk musician from the Philippines)
Freddie the Frog (Australian Chocolate bar)
Freddie the Teddy (My Little Cousin's Teddy!)

Frederick's

Frederick "Freddy" Watson (Hot Stripper from Hollyoaks)
Frederick Loewe (Composer, Arranger, Producer)
Frederick Robbins (Scientist)
Frédéric Chopin (Composer)
Frédéric Michalak (French rugby player)
Frederick Douglass (American abolitionist)
Frederick Mellinger (Inventor of the Push-up bra)
Frederick I / II / III (All King of Prussia at some point)
Frederick Forsyth (Best selling author)
Frederic Franklin (Dancer)

Exceptions

Friedrich von Trapp (Sound of Music, and the only exception, I wanna see someone in Lederhosens =D )

A place where everyone can smile.

When I look around me, I see, hear, smell, taste and feel beauty. The WORLD. That is beauty. I just don't understand how someone can look around and actually believe the world isn't beautiful. Even in the darkest most dirt-striven alleyways of the dingiest city; beauty still lies there. Because someone made that happen. Someone, on earth, came up with the brilliant idea of building a wall, where people can LIVE. That to me is beautiful in itself. MUSIC. At some point in every body's lives, there has to be a time where they are left speechless, speechless with the beauty they have just encountered. Surely. The night, the RAIN, the stars in the heavens above, the clouds, the trees, the wind, PEOPLE. Beauty, in the eye of the beholder, is everywhere. Some will look at this blog post and decide that it is ugly. Others will only see beauty.

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suckers.

What I Do To Occupy The Time =)

The Trobi Triangle!

Behold! The Trobi Triangle! Two of my very bestest buddies from swimming, and together, we shall conquer the world!!! gah, just kidding... *cough*

SO VERY TRUE.

Bling-a-ling-a-ding-dong.

I actually LOATH the idea of "bling". It really really annoys me how girls who are much more petite than me thinks that a ring that's practically the same size as their head looks good on their hand. Or some goldi-lookin-chain looks good around their necks... With all due respect, I think it's great that they think it looks good, and each to their own I say. But for me, blinging = minging (thought I'd use the appropriate language.)

Yet here I am looking at the Marks and Spenser Christmas booklet, and found this picture, and thought, "they do look really very nice."

How very topsy turvy the world is. My likes and hates all come in one hand, which I guess can be the same for everyone. I mean without love, or liking, there couldn't be a hate or loathing, because you'd have nothing to compare it too. I can't wait to discover the world for that reason alone.

Marina.

My one and only wise friend. She's caring, funny, fantastically clever and never fails to be insane. But what I love most about this beautiful girl, (that just happened to drop from the sky into Jersey from America just when I needed her most) is the fact that she's Marina. No words of description could truly do her justice. She's a Superhero, a Saviour, who always has some thing to say to make it better in the long run. Yeah, she doesn't say what you wanna hear, she doesn't smother you with kisses and love just because you feel a little sorry for yourself, she'll tell you the hard truth, there and then. And THAT, my dears, is why I love her so much. "Honesty" is an understatement for Marina. She'll love you and smother you with kisses when you need them most, and she'll always be there, to the bitter end, to pick you up when you fall, to keep you flying when you're most happy.

Piece of my mind.

This is a little book that I've never really shown any one. It just contains pretty much any little scrap of thoughts that come to my mind there and then, filled with little drawings and their own little captions. Sometimes lyrics, or things I hear people say that could be turned into lyrics or pictures. Sometimes I just like the sound of them in themselves.

Make Like Butter and Spread.

15 things that I love.

The sound of breathing in a song.

Letting just enough air out under the water in De La Salle pool so that I'm suspended like a puppet, not sinking, not floating to the top... It feels like I'm flying.

Marina's hugs. No one else's, just hers.

Helen's Gingerness, and the way she denies it.

Kissing someone I love.

Closing my eyes and listening, feeling Danny Elfman's music.

That little extra squeeze someone gives you when they're holding your hand, saying, I'm here, always have been, always will be.

My ma's apple crumble.

Hey there, Freckles.

The way Patch (my cat) used to only climb the stairs to my bedroom when he some how knew I was ill and needed a hug.

The sheer heart attack excitement I get when I hear something about Queen, when I hear their music, when I buy one of their Live DVDs and get as excited and breathless as I would be if I were really there watching.

The sound of an orchestra.

The way Jamie stares.

Rain.

Roger.

WHY?!?!?!

Why? The one question that is probably the most asked, the least answered. And WHY is that?!

Today I found out that if someone violates a tax law in Jersey, they could be locked up in La Moye prison for AT LEAST 15 years. Now, WHY is that humanly possible, when a paedophile will get away with every damn action they ever did to some poor kid who's life has been totally ruined and their minds completely and utterly destroyed, unrepairable, never being able to forget... WHY can THEY roam free for life, with no sentence, no punishment, just because they did some thing as easy as deny to the world that they did what they did?

I don't understand human logic, hence why I'm a musician.

Death! by Danny Elfman

Beepbeep...beepbeep...(and it goes on FOREVER!!!)

Have you ever cooked yourself a cake? in desperate hope everything will go to plan?

Well, I have.

And everything went perfectly! The cake was all made, mixture was licked off sticky spoons, and into the oven it went...

UNTILL! the searing smearing finger-down-board sound of the little delicate "beepbeep...Beepbeep....Beepbeep...."

WWWWWWWWWWHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHYYYYYYYYYYYYYY?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

the sound screeches through my every being like a person continuously tapping your shoulder in a polite manor as to get your attention. *breath*

my one question to the world: Why?! Why do they INSIST on putting those little innocently annoying "Beepbeep...Beepbeeps..." in the Ovens?! I bet the inventors of these things sit away in their little cupboards devising their little torture plans whilst sniggering gleefully to themselves of the pain and anguish they will cause to many a poor person.

Why cant they just have the macho kinda "BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPS" that GRAB your attention like the school bully would grab your hair and drag you across the play ground pretending that you were their school bag? Or a punch in the face by your latest ginger friend? That SURELY is a better way of getting your attention?!

The poor food in the oven is screaming that its "a little bit hot in here", and they want to come out.... poor things. feel for thier fragile mushings that you've turned them into because you didnt hear the delicate little "Umbrige" kind of "ehem" to get your attention...

The Joys of Cecil's Bag.

These are the voyages of the Starship Cecilbag. Its continuing mission, to explore strange new entries into its environment, to adapt to new heads and such-likes, to BOLDLY GO WHERE NO GINORMOUS BAG HAS GONE BEFORE!

The room of infinite perspective.

Today, I stood in a white room of infinite perspective... But I couldn't see where I was going... and then I got lost.

Very successful day, I must say.

Dictionary of strange sounding American words... (written for Alex!)

Have you ever noticed, when bumping into your average American, that their version of English is very much different to ours? Well worry no more! Here is a small dictionary of English to American words, for your pleasure! If you come up with any yourself, don't hesitate to contact me through MSN (the same pronunciation American or English).

1. Lever - English: Lee-verr American: Lev-er
2. Alluminium - English: Al-you-min-nee-um American: Al-looo-min-umm
3. Tube - English: T-you-buh American: T-ooooo-buh
4. Tomato - English: Tom-aah-toe American: Tom-aay-toe
5. Blog - English: Bl-og American: Bl-arh-g
6. Taps - Englsih: Taps American: faucets. (How very strange)

That's all for now I'm afraid Folks!

Love

What a funny word... one with so many meanings... one with so many tales to tell, lies to sell... a word that breaks a thousand hearts, whilst completing a billion others... Love... the one thing we are all searching for... but do we know what we're truly looking for... No... not until you find it... "I'm not Lost any more... I stopped looking for what I was trying to find."... It's true to say that if you never look, you will always find... find what is true... Love... what a funny little word.

An Anagram of Axl Rose...?

Well! Who would have thought! William Bailey, whom you all to know to be the hotsome Axl Rose has a very cleverly put together name! Did you know that his name: Axl Rose = an anagram of Oral Sex? Well! I must say I was shocked when I found out and also VERY amused.... what a legend that guy is! I wonder if he even knows it himself, and it was just a wonderful consequence when he decided to change his name.... hmmm... *wonders off into deep thought*

CHINMAN BEGINS!

Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na CHINMAN! That is what you shall hear when the notorious CHINMAN swoops in to save the day! Unstopable and unbeatable by even the most intelegent of criminals, CHINMAN will rule the day and protect our American society (as all superheros are from, or land in America) ! His powers being Superhuman sound, flight, the ability to smile away all your worries, and many more superhuman qualities: there's no stopping CHINMAN!

The Meaning of This Fever.

Moustache Fever: An extremely contagious illness that works its way from the moustache to the occupant's brain. Mainly caused by men that posses a fully grown Moustache, this disease can be passed on to women and men alike; even those who do not have a Moustache.

The Cause: It is a known fact that this highly infectious disease was caused by one man alone. Although Freddie Mercury is now deceased, the number of outbreaks of Moustache Fever continues to soar.

Avoiding the epidemic: To avoid Moustache Fever, one must simply avoid listening to, watching, reading about, quoting or saying his name: Freddie Mercury. Doing so could cause obsessive behaviour and even lead to lunacy. However, there are many other side affects to Moustache Fever.

Treatment: As this disease is linked with the brain, once caught, it is incredibly difficult to get rid of and may take up to many years of therapy and intensive brain care. A person who has caught the disease will often react badly to treatment. Avoiding all sources of Freddie Mercury is crucial to successful recovery.

A note to all who read this: I have got Moustache Fever - And it Rocks My Stripy Queen Emblazoned Socks My Dears!!!

woot! (that's japanese for horah!)

Ah, my first ever blog, a log on the web... like a new born baby, I shall nurture this first blog, and watch it grow... Okay enough of the freakyness! This is me testing this thing out, so yes, lots of fun, hence the "woot!"... enjoy.