Saturday, November 30, 2002
04:58 a.m.
It's 5AM in the morning and I've just finished watching yet another romantic comedy. I love watching romantic comedies. ^________^ But this one was... kinda stupid. >.>;; As in, all the difficulties he faced. American Pie and American Pie II style. :P
Anyway... Anyone who calls me before 1PM in the afternoon is DEDD. DEDD, you hear me? Unless, of course, I call you first. That's totally different.
I need more romantic comedies, but I've watched most of what they have in Video Ezy. -_-;;;; I mean, really, most of the common, sweet, pretty good ones, I've watched. Now I'm stuck with the not-so-good ones, one example of which is the one I just saw. It's... /okay/ but not the best I've seen.
Anyway. Sleep. Tired.
Saturday, November 30, 2002
03:11 a.m.
I just watched Lilo and Stitch with my sister. ^________________________^ Cute!! And right at the beginning of the show, she was like, "See? Aren't you SO glad that we don't have that kind of relationship?" :P Hee. It's sooooooooo cute! I mean, really! Cuuuuuuuute. ^__________^ And I think David is cool. XD I mean, hey, he's good with Lilo, and he has the hots for Nani. That's fun! And he doesn't press when he knows he shouldn't, which is sweet. :>
Friday, November 29, 2002
11:57 p.m.
*sighs* Room cleaning, la dee dah.
Friday, November 29, 2002
10:53 p.m.
*amused*
 | Friend Bear
You are everyone's ideal friend because you are sincere and genuinely kind. Sometimes you worry about your friends' problems so much, you forget about your own responsibilities, which can get you into trouble. For you, it's the little things that really count. You also happen to be the main driver of the Cloud Car. No speeding! | |
I'm feeling oddly depressed. Or rather, on the verge of it. Weird.
Friday, November 29, 2002
10:09 p.m.
And I'm getting gastric again! From eating at something RESEMBLING normal hours! @#$%^&*!!! XO XO XO XO
Friday, November 29, 2002
10:06 p.m.
I feel sick. Feels like I'm about to throw up. And thinking about stuff makes me even worse. I think I either ate too much pizza (if I eat more than half of it, I want to throw up mainly because the taste just... gags, I think) or I'm twitchy about something.
I want a couple of good movies to watch tonight when I get all broody. I kinda wanna watch Sex And the City, actually. :P
Friday, November 29, 2002
06:17 p.m.
I think I agree with you about Ling's blog being depressing. o.o;;;
*sighs* Although sometimes I can't help but agree.
Friday, November 29, 2002
05:52 p.m.
My leg and my lower back muscles hurt from clearing my room yesterday. Have I whined about what time I stopped yet? If I hadn't, I stopped at 3AM last night. I know I blogged about the shower.
Oh, and it's just LOVELY being in the same house as my mom. You know what she said? She asked if I was ALONE at 3AM while I watched TV. Then she asked if I was ON THE PHONE. The "with so-and-so" was at first left unsaid, but later she voiced it anyway. WELL, SCREW OFF. You already asked me if I was straight, and I already said yes. If you don't believe my answers, don't fucking ask the questions.
And I actually said that to my mom, without as much vulgarities, of course. Pissed.
Naturally, I have to continue cleaning my bloody room, but now I'm pissed off as shit, and I'm totally NOT in the mood. She /had/ to wreck my mood. I'd just finished a book, too, which means that I technically ought to be feeling pretty mellow. Whee. Screwed up life.
And, as always, there's going to be some kind of gambling in my house tonight. Again. Please don't let it be mahjong. At least if it's cards, I can WATCH TV IN PEACE. I couldn't even watch MORTAL KOMBAT (which has to be one of the noisiest shows ever) while they were playing mahjong. It was too frickin' loud.
OH! And guess what? When I asked my mom, hanging on to my temper by my /fingernails/, why she only thinks I'm les when I go out with Ira, and is fine with May-chan and Aine-chan, her answer is," Because I know May Yi wouldn't!". How WONDERFUL for you then, ISN'T IT?
... Sorry. Bloody pissed off.
And I wanted to rant this morning, but my internet wouldn't connect. So I rambled instead. I was in a LOT better mood than now, to be sure.
MORNING'S POST:
Torrential rainfall about now. Thunder, lightning (although I can't see it, since it's pretty bright outside... just grey), the works. It's all grey and gloomy outside. I love this kind of weather. The rain is falling really heavily, and it's tilted at a slight angle. The sky is an uniform shade of light grey, as far as I can see, and the trees look all dark green and grey-green.
The storm made sleep easier, even though the thunder is pretty constant, and pretty loud. I slept at 5AM in the morning, and I woke up at around 12 or so... 6 hours, since my dog kept barking at one period of time. My sister's right though... Our rooms heat up a lot during the day. It's really really cold at night. Lovely.
Pest control was supposed to come today, since I have at least 20 mosquito bites on my legs alone and have been complaining like crazy. That's one sucky bit about the rainy season. I mean, I love the rain, the grey, grey days, the soaking I'd get if I dared walk out in this thing, the cowardly dog huddling close by and following me everywhere begging to be carried... the works. But d00d, I hate the insects.
I'm getting more bites as I speak, since I just saw a mosquito somewhere, and I'm a sitting duck here in front of my computer. At least it wasn't as bad as the time when we went to do community service. >.>;; Our teacher forgot to tell us to bring change of clothes and insect repellent, so we walked on a trail going through a tropical rainforest in our school uniform, which meant that the guys had more protection than we did. Shuli and I were scratching for more than a week. The bites were so close together that the random patches of bites formed a huge pattern. Much itchiness and ow-ies. Shuli got hit the worst though. The girls kept jumping around brushing off our legs. ^^;; The guys may have sweltered, but at least they didn't get eaten alive that badly... Just around the arms, I think. The worst part about skirts was that not only were our LEGS exposed, but the bloody insects could go UP the skirt. Ick.
I love Lifehouse. I was going to say that it suits the rain, but then it occurred to me that it's more my mentality and the environment I'm in when I listen to the music that actually determines what suits what. I mean, if I'm happy and it's raining, depressing songs aren't going to fit the rain. If I'm /depressed/ though... Well, then it's a totally different story.
It's been raining for quite a while. I hope it rains all day.
My shoulders and some of my leg muscles are aching from the room-clearing yesterday. Don't ask me why, since I don't know either. My muscles puzzle me. I'm starved though. Been hungry since 3-4AM in the morning...
Friday, November 29, 2002
04:56 a.m.
Just showered. I love hot water. To stave off the shivering that occurs when I'm too hungry, I ate a little cereal in milk. It turns out that Ira was awake when I went on my Quest for Food. She was hungry too. :P I couldn't make instant noodles though... But she did. *envy* I'm still hungry right now, but not badly enough that I'm willing to eat sweet stuff out of the fridge. Sweet stuff tells my brain that it isn't full, regardless of the fact that sweet stuff is (obviously) high in sugars, which means my body ought to be feeling full.
... The sugar thing is a moot point, since I'm /not/ going to eat that stuff. Anyway, I'm hungry, so I hope I'll be able to get to sleep. Anyone who calls before I get at least 6 straight hours of sleep is going to die. Therefore, my handphone's going to be on silent. I ignore the house phones anyway, so the one in my room doesn't make that much of a difference.
Tired. Hungry. Shoulders aching. I wish that for /once/ my shoulders would stop giving me hell.
Oh yeah. I was watching this cute Chinese show... on VCD. It was really adorable. ^________^ The lady playing the female lead is really pretty. She looks sweet when she smiles but can look really scary when she's mad...
... I'm babbling. Time for sleep, even though my hair is still dripping wet.
... ... I'm going to wake up with a headache, aren't I? *sighs*
Friday, November 29, 2002
02:45 a.m.
... I wonder if we have anything edible downstairs that doesn't require cooking. If I switch on the stove at night, without anyone else around, my mom will go all paranoid at me in the morning (later in the morning, in this case). So, instant-food it is. And I need a shower. Food first though.
Friday, November 29, 2002
02:35 a.m.
I'm hungry. T.T I want fooooooooooooooooooooooood. Ate "lunch" at 5+ in the evening. Now I'm starved... T.T And no one's awake to keep me company while I eat... *cry*
I can see my floor again! And I managed to clear up /most/ of my notes! The stuff I shoved under my desk for temporary storage is gone! Hah! But I still have my tables to go, and I have /no idea/ where to put my Terry Pratchet graphic novel. It's really big, for a book. >.>;;;
I'm too hungry to pack anymore. Think I'll continue tomorrow.
Foooooo~od....
Friday, November 29, 2002
01:41 a.m.
I started trying to clear up my room at 7 or so in the evening. I am STILL trying to clean up my room. Okay, okay... so I took a few breaks in between. But I've spent at least 4 hours on it, excluding breaks! I took two hours to arrange as much of my manga as possible in my various cupboards, shelves, boxes and so on. I still have piles of manga sitting around, simply because they will not FIT into aforementioned manga-storage places. And this doesn't even include all the stuff I've borrowed. That's just sitting around in piles. I actually have more manga than this. A lot of it is on loan. Oh god, I'm tired. >.>;;;
At least most of my yaoi manga are on one shelf now. And my comics (Sandman, Transmet...) are pretty safely stored... Excluding my Poison Elves. The boxes and all are packed to the brim. >.> It's a miracle they don't overflow. And that my shelves don't break (touch wood!!) from the weight. I need to rearrange my book shelves too. I'm running out of book-storage space. ME. Running out of BOOK-STORAGE space. This is unheard of! >.>;;;;
Right now though, I'm trying to pack my school stuff. Yuk, this stuff is dusty. I am so going to take a bath after this. Ick.
Oh, but I found my IJ yearbook. ^_______________^ d00d, talk about fond memories. Hee. The pictures were dem cute! 'specially Grad Night photos. Whoever wants to see Pearlyn's grad. night gown, remind me to bring my yearbook. XD
Ugh. Back to sorting things out and finding space for stuff. I need another plastic box for manga, three more box files for my school stuff, and... I'm sure this list is going to get longer.
Thursday, November 28, 2002
02:52 a.m.
... And /now/ my body decides to tell me that I'm having a gastric attack? *kills self*
Thursday, November 28, 2002
02:21 a.m.
After several hours of reading sappy romance stories (ARGH! Shujuan hooked me onto them! T.T Now I have an entire new ARENA to read from. T.T And I'm buying lots of them. I already have three books in my possession, with the intention of reading everything that two of those authors have written --- excluding The Princess Diaries, because there are simply TOO MANY of those things for me to get... d00d, those things SPAWN --- and a couple of books I intend to borrow off said infect-or of current rave.), I'm not as angry anymore. I think the fact that it's this late, and I tend more toward depression at night (and yet I still love the night) helped.
EDIT: The rest of this rant is pretty much a ramble. I had a lot more to say, I just feel too close to crying to really bother anymore, but anyway. Since it's a ramble, it goes here.
... Pretty much.
ANOTHER EDIT: Forgive the pathetic grammar and hyperactive punctuation on both the blog and the LJ. It's purely the fault of the weird whiner, whose pathetic excuse is... "It's 2.40AM in the morning and I'm depressed!"
Thursday, November 28, 2002
12:28 a.m.
So my mom doesn't want me going overseas with my friends. Why? No reason. My dad can't take leave, and my sister has to work, plus her schedule and mine twist up a lot.
THEN my mom objects when I request to stay either at Sentosa, a hotel or something like that with a GIRL. I feel like yelling," Yeah, and I'm sure you'd let me if it was a BOY, huh?" Her reason would be "Why d'you wanna stay with a GIRL for? Are you gay?!" (except that the operative word would be "lesbian" because she isn't one of the people who use "gay" when referring to homosexuals.) THEN WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT?! You keep asking me if I have a boyfriend. Then when I say no, you keep asking me if I have a GIRLFRIEND. Would you just FUCK OFF ALREADY!?! I'm totally sick of it! It's not like I didn't already say that I would TELL her if I get a boyfriend.
My sister had her first boyfriend at fourteen, and she tried to keep it from my mom. So because I'm seventeen and haven't reported my first boyfriend to you, you get all paranoid when you see a GODDAMNED MOSQUITO BITE in the wrong place?!
Goddamnitalltohell. I am SO going elsewhere to read now.
Today just /wasn't/ meant to be my day, huh?
Wednesday, November 27, 2002
09:52 p.m.
*laugh*
what's your inner flower?
[c] s u g a r d
e w
Me? Gentle? Sweet? *laaaaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuuuugh*
I love Lifehouse. The more I listen to them, the more I love the music. The lead singers for Lifehouse and The Calling have woooooooonderful voices.
And I'm feeling too icky to purr. Pity.
Wednesday, November 27, 2002
01:38 p.m.
Hmm. Just imagine, if I'd followed my mom's advice and not eaten "dinner" at 12+ at night, I wouldn't have been able to sleep at 4+ in the morning due to extreme viciousness of stomach! As it was, I woke up in the morning tasting acid. >.>;; I hate my alimentary canal. Can I trade for a new one?
Naturally, I don't intend to eat lunch till late. Whee.
Wednesday, November 27, 2002
04:14 a.m.
I just finished reading the new book I bought today. It's called The Guy Next Door by Meggin Cabot, the person who wrote The Princess Diaries. It's sooooooooooooooooooo cute! ^____________^
NOTE: I finished all three of the books (actually, two books and a Garfield three-in-one comic book) I bought today. ^^;; I was thinking of stopping halfway through the romance, but it was just so incredibly cute that I couldn't! It's like........ eeeeee! *purrrr*
...Sorry. :P Been in a fangirly mood for a while.
Oh yeah, and I forgot to mention. Me and Ira saw this REALLY cute biseinen-sort of guy in Heeren today, and he was wearing an orange singlet or something. CUTE! And muscles! XD XD XD XD XD XD XD
... >.>;;; I think I need sleep. I'm /really/ into the fangirly mood.
*purrrrrrrrrr* I like this book. ^________________^
Wednesday, November 27, 2002
01:46 a.m.
My ankles and lower legs are aching. Rar. >.>;;
I want to read yaoi. Much sweet, sappy yaoi. *sighs* And I very very very very very very much want a bishounen all wrapped up for a Christmas gift. Or possibly a biseinen. Depends on my mood, I guess. Since we all know this is practically impossible, I'm just going to bed to dream about it. :P
Happy birthday, May-chan! ^____________^
Tuesday, November 26, 2002
12:47 a.m.
My hands and feet are /frozen/. Coooold.
ARGH! Evil gastric is back. T.T I'm hungry... I ate lunch at 4, almost 5 in the afternoon, which is pretty much my usual time now, but my mom made me eat dinner at 6, almost 7. I was /so/ totally not hungry, and I wanted to eat dinner at my (for now) usual dinner time, which would now be around 11, or so. Now I'm staaaarving. And there's nothing much to eat. *whine*
Just finished reading my new manga, which is about Christianity (whether Catholic or otherwise), demons, God, priests, pastors, angels, half-demons, and so on. It's... pretty good, but I think the manga-ka should be a pretty staunch Christian. ^^;;; Hmm. I wonder whether Catholics or Christians are more open-minded... I mean, according to this manga, some sects believe that gays and people who commit suicide are damned. As in, cannot be saved. I think their sin is that by their actions, they leave no offspring on this earth (by choice. I mean, if you die young, then it's a moot point). Makes me wonder though.
But d00d, this manga is SO YAOI! I mean, okay, fine, so one guy almost became one of the damned because he loves his partner. But /d00d/, even when he got his "priestly powers" (No, I'm not mocking. I just seriously cannot think of another way to put this so people who haven't read the comic will get it.) he still loved his partner. Apparantly, it was the love at first sight thing. He even prayed that he would die before his partner. And his guardian angel escorted his soul up to Heaven when he did, so it's obvious that he /wasn't/ damned. And there's another pair of partners who are SO yaoi. I mean, the one who died a couple of minutes (or so I estimate) after his partner died cradling him, and still shielding him. The one who died earlier suffered major injuries taking the blow for his partner and stuff.
The partner (no matter which pair) who lives (in one case, just by a little while longer) cries his heart out for the one who died (first, in that case.) and there's always a picture of them holding the other one. It's very very yaoi. But also very very sweet. And it's sad... So many of the characters die... I mean, yeah, okay, you die for your cause, fine, but... T.T
I like it though.
... Yeah, yeah, I know... I like almost everything. Shup y00.
Monday, November 25, 2002
09:07 p.m.
*scrolls down* ... That's enough tests for today, yea?
Monday, November 25, 2002
08:49 p.m.
Which Suikoden 'Hero' Are You?
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May-chan, should I be flattered/happy? *blinks*
You are a Bowl of Cornflakes! a dependable, cheerful, all-around mellow fellow (or chick, but 'fellow' rhymes, dammit) - that's you. People like having you around because your opinion is middle-of-the-road, which is a steadying influence on some of the more radical types out there. Congratualtions! You calm the nerves of your fellow human beings!
*amused* I'm comforting?
What is the outcome of your Future?
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*snicker* Cool.
Monday, November 25, 2002
08:34 p.m.
Which Roswell Character is Most Like You?
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You're Liz Parker. "And sometimes your heart takes you to places that can never lead to a happy ending..."
I've watched Roswell like... twice? I don't know if I'd like to be /any/ of them. They /all/ have problems. I like the leader though. :D As I know Gerry does. :) I miss my secondary school friends. Wonder how she's doing.
Which Celtic Moon Sign Fits Your Personality Best?
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What Kind of Beauty Are You?
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What Eyes Do You Have?
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*amused*
What box do you get put in?
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Cool. I think I like being a non-box. :D
Monday, November 25, 2002
08:22 p.m.
A different quiz, what strange type of person are you?
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I wonder how true this is...
What Final Fantasy summon are you?
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EEEEE!!! *happy* ^____________^ I /like/ Shiva! A lot!
What Sort of Romantic Are You?
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Yes, I'm on a quiz rampage. It's fun. Sort of. ^_______^
Monday, November 25, 2002
07:53 p.m.
Eep. Take care, Kit-neechama... *huuuugs* I think there's a flu bug going around. AGAIN.
What House are you at Hogwarts? Harry Potter!
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I think I rigged the test. :P
You're all going to be doctors? O.o; Um.
Honey nougats. Yum. :O~~~
Which Personality Disorder Do You Have?
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*blinks* Um.
What Color Eyes Should You Have?
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*ROTFLMAO!!!!!!!* WAHAHA!!!! OHMIGAAAAAAWD!! XD XD XD
Why Will You Go To Hell?
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How Annoying Are You In Your Online Diary?
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Monday, November 25, 2002
07:44 p.m.
I have my glasses back! XD XD XD
And Aine-chan, remember the 11-book series that I said /had/ to be gay? XD It is. Well, it has snippets of it, and there are yaoi possibilities at EVERY corner! ^______________^ Very fun.
I've been rambling a lot today. o.o;;; A 9KB long ramble now sits in my hard drive. And that's just today.
I think my brain jumps topics REALLY fast. Then again, if you read my blog regularly, that's fairly obvious, huh? Oh well.
*purrrrrrr* Cute manga! ^___________^
A week ago, I went to the hairdressers. XD My hair's all FUNK-AY now! ^______________^ Even May-chan likes it. *much happiness* It's funfunfunfun... Shocking too, I should think. ^_____^ Mostly, I did it for the shock factor. I'll actually /say/ what I did after I meet minna-chan-tachi and maybe some of my other friends first. ^____________^
Ramble, ramble... d00d, I think too much. >.>;;; And I ask unanswerable questions, too.
Sunday, November 24, 2002
10:33 p.m.
I was watching the thunderstorm. For over an hour, I think. No one wanted to appreciate it with me (*sniffle*) so I talked to myself through my handphone. I typed everything into my SMS screen and saved it in the outbox. Then, now that the thunderstorm is over, I transferred it onto the computer. Maybe I can use it for Matt sometime.
The problem with saving it into my Outbox is that my handphone doesn't save it in chronological order or anything. I can't figure out how it puts which message where, and I don't remember the exact order in which I wrote them (I wrote a lot, and we ALL know that I'm bloody absent minded, so biiiiih.) so it makes something which was originally already disjointed even MORE disjointed. >.>;;; I ramble a lot in my head. The words (even if they /were/ in chronological order) would feel pretty disjointed, I think.
I'll put it up here. Take a look, and you'll know what I mean. >.>;; d00d, I ramble a lot.
Sunday, November 24, 2002
04:00 p.m.
*hugs* Hope it gets better soon...
The 003 ficlet is so CUTE! ^_______________^
*purrrr* I was reading this webcomic (like that's new, I know...) called Your Wings Are Mine, and it's GREAT!!! XD I mean, the uke is clueless, the seme is an INCREDIBLY sweeeeeeet boy who's quite an angst-bunny, the seme would be the uke to another guy, who's his ex's cousin and who loves him a looooooooot... XD I like it. It's depressing though. All the unrequited love and confusion about feelings flying all over the place. It's sweet, and unfinished, and thus, sad. >.>;; Most unfinished manga makes me sad.
AND! May-chan hooked me onto a yaoi manga, which I thought was /impossible/ to find (I called three Comic Connection branches and they ALL didn't have it). My mom found the ENTIRE SERIES and got it for me, the day after I asked for it. o.o;;;;;; My mom is incredible. For all who're wondering which CC she went to... the Toa Payoh one. It's /so/ Hanakimi! There's the overactive exercise-happy boy, the see's-ghosts boy, the (obviously) two main characters, the reeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaally drooly head of the hostel...
No gay teacher though, as far as I can make out. :P
Anyway, slept at 4AM last night and woke up at 6+. Went back to sleep. Woke up at 8+. Went back to sleep. Woke up at 10+, had an /eyeful/ of sunshine (DAMN, it was bright today.) and got up around 12-ish.
Now it's 4.30 in the afternoon and I haven't eaten lunch yet. :P
Fooooood...
Sunday, November 24, 2002
02:39 a.m.
... Sleep. Right.
Sunday, November 24, 2002
02:31 a.m.
*amused* I was thinking about it, and I think I ought to put down as much of the babble that happens in my head onto paper, or the computer, as I can. Computer would be better, because then my fingers could actually ATTEMPT to keep up with my thoughts.
The reason why I think I ought to do this is mostly because of Matt. See, Matt thinks too much right? And to be honest, the reason why he thinks so much is because I'm writing as him, and if I were him, that would be pretty much what I'd be thinking about. So the bits where he cuts himself off is where I'd just try to get back to business. *amused* XD So if his brain processes are so much like mine, having stuff like this on my hard drive would be fun and would /technically/ make it easier for me. 'coz then I can write bits where he does a lot of thinking. ^___________^
Oh wait. Most of you probably don't get what I'm talking about huh? Well, at least May-chan and Aine get it. I'll put it up when I finally decide to end this chapter. If I don't decide to stretch the whole thing into one solid story, then toss it out to the wolves. >.>;;;
Matt is short for Matthias. He's one of the characters in the fic. You'll find out sooner or later.
EDIT: ...I babble a lot, don't I? Sunday, November 24, 2002
01:05 a.m.
AAAAAAAAAARGH!!!!! *frustration*
T.T It felt so wonderful to finally be writing again yesterday, but now the words just REFUSE to fit right! *cry*
I was writing dreamyfic. Or at least, trying to. I sort of have a sketchy plan for the direction the fic is going to take, but DAMNIT! *frustration*
Saturday, November 23, 2002
11:44 p.m.
Sure, if I'm not blind. :P
TOMORROW'S YOUR BIRTHDAY? O.O Uhoh. *checks wallet*
... Do you mind a raincheck on that gift? >.>;;;;
And while we're on the topic, what do you and you and you and you and you and you want for your presents? *dies from linking so much* And what does EVERYONE want for Christmas?
... *panics* I /gotta/ start saving money. *swirly eyes*
Anyway, with May-chan and Aine-chan's help, I was writing fic yesterday! Origific, yeah, but still, FIC! ^______^ fun. Poor Matt though. ^^;;;
And May-chan agrees with me that Matt thinks too much. :P BWAH!
Friday, November 22, 2002
05:52 p.m.
*falls over laughing*
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Friday, November 22, 2002
05:25 p.m.
No clue. Ain't it wonderful though? XD
Anytime. ^___^ And I'm okay with Tuesday... Assuming my spectacles get back by then. >.>;;;;
*rotfl!*
What's Your Personality Type?
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Heh. We are too alike. Hmm... /who/ are you missing, I wonder...? *leer* :P
What's YOUR Writing Style?
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You are a dark writer. A fierce and loyal follower of Poe and the other gothic authors, you LOVE to instill a sense of revulsion and somewhat fear in your readers. You love to poke their brains with logic dealing with the darker side of the human mind and character. Truly surprising and a true individual, you'll do ANYTHING to create a scene. :)
... Um. o.o;;;;;; Friday, November 22, 2002
02:24 a.m.
It's raining right now. I can hear the raindrops pelting against plastic, wood, concrete, metal... the cars, houses, windows, roads... Even the echo from downstairs. It's really "drumming". The intensity varies as the rain goes from ferocious to merely constant. It's nice.
May-chan came over today. Just hanging around with her, and bouncing ideas for fic off her for a while made me want to start writing. So I have. Snippets are playing around in my head. My characters have finally decided to talk to me, even just a little. I'm glad.
Thanks May.
Thanks, Kaori-chan. For everything. :)
I've actually crawled out of bed to say this stuff. Now I'm going back to huddle in bed. Rainy nights are the best nights to sleep in. I love thunderstorms, too.
Thursday, November 21, 2002
02:18 a.m.
Kaori-chan, I think you'd like this. Read the comic, then explore the art and stuff. I think it's WONDERFUL, but I think this style doesn't appeal to everybody... I don't know why, but I think you'll like it.
TRUST me when I say EXPLORE THE ART!!!
Thursday, November 21, 2002
02:03 a.m.
Shit. I think I can't go out tomorrow. I'm stuck, mainly because my mom just came in, pissed me off and has taken my glasses to be fixed. One of the lenses has the coating scraped off. My other pair of spectacles doesn't sit properly, and makes me dizzy. So in short, I'm walking around blind. I can't even see the words on my screen if I sit properly, so I have to lean forward and screw my back up worse. *growl*
Kit-neechama, what's your email? When I finally can see straight/properly, I'll try to proof read, but I can't help much on character-ness and things... I can only comment on the language and execution and stuff? If you want REALLY good beta's though, Meia and Aine are VERY good.
D000000000000000000000000d!!!
*bliiiiiiiiind*
Thursday, November 21, 2002
01:50 a.m.
MORTAL KOMBAT!!! *enter fun-kay music* *bounce bounce bounce* AWRIGHT!!!!!!! XD XD XD I LOVE THAT SOUNDTRACK!! 'specially the theme song!
But my mom's mahjong game kept drowning out the conversation. >.< Gonna watch it again tomorrow, I think.
What exactly is going on tomorrow? My handphone's been on silent a lot lately, so give me SOME warning, would you?
Ohshit! I forgot to watch Charmed tonight! T.T Nooooooooooo! That's two weeks in a row! *cry*
*hopshophops* I've GOT to watch Mortal Kombat again, then watch Mortal Kombat II: Annihilation! *hopshopshopshopshops*
Right now though... Beeee~ddy...
I think I'm overly attached to my bolster. o.o;;; Contact deprived? Me?
Wednesday, November 20, 2002
03:30 p.m.
*amused*
What Sign of Affection Are You?
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Wednesday, November 20, 2002
03:25 p.m.
Which woman of Shakespeare are you?
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... O.o;;;;;; Um.
Seme/uke test? Can I try? XD
Ahem. Anyway, I'm just going to hang around at home today. :D Sounds like fun, since I'm in a zoning-out kind of mood. ^__________^ VCDs, TV, books, computer, internet... Lalala...
Wednesday, November 20, 2002
03:18 p.m.
I got out of bed at 2.40PM despite the fact that I was awake at 12+ or so. ^_______________^ I love being me. I was awake at 9+, too.
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Wednesday, November 20, 2002
01:50 a.m.
I'm listening to I'll Stand By You by The Pretenders. It's supposed to be inspirational and sweet and stuff, but the melody makes me sad. The song makes me sad, actually. See? I'm weird.
I wrote a rambly thing here. Since I'm lazy to bring it over, I'll just link. Whee.
... Sleep. Must sleep.
Tuesday, November 19, 2002
11:47 p.m.
*blinks* Now this, I never expected.
How Emotional Are You?
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Balanced. You accept your emotions as normal and are not overly happy nor depressed. You are emotionally balanced and should find peace in the way you deal with life situations. Your emotions are normal and well understood. You see the light in the dark.
Tuesday, November 19, 2002
11:24 p.m.
Do you want my SAT book? I've already taken the stupid thing, and I never used it anyway. >.>; SAT course is a waste of time and money. Don't EVER bother signing up. They teach you how to do the SIMPLEST Math questions, and also teach you techniques to do the English bits (which, admittedly, help a LITTLE, but still, I hated it. >.<) and stuff. There's helpful lists of vocabulary that I never read and exercises that I never did. Rarely, anyway. Rar.
Did I mention that you rock my world? XD XD XD XD
Mmmm. Honey nougats are very very very yummy and addictive. I ate them for dinner. o.o;; They're really good. And they aren't the gnaw-till-your-teeth-kill-you kind. They're soft, sort of, and VERY yummy. :O~~~~~~~
Good luck!
You go girl!
Today was a pretty good day, and I don't mean that sarcastically... Much. I got up at 1+ in the afternoon, since I was trying to make up for waking up at 6+AM, 9+AM (after falling asleep around 8-ish), 10+AM, 11+AM and 12+PM. Ira came over for a bit, and I got her to read a webcomic called My Life In Blue, which can be found here. It's FANTASTIC! And also yaoi, which means it's GAY, HOMOSEXUAL and NOT-STRAIGHT. It also has a transsexual, a couple of people who most likely play both fields, and other fun stuff. XD Aine-chan, you would probably like it. It starts with mythology-maiming, of sorts. I LOVE that bit. XD XD XD Much fun-ness.
We went to Junction 8 to get food (my lunch, her tea, or maybe even high-tea) and imbibe lots of tea. First, bubble tea, later, Coffee Bean's Southern Blend Iced Tea. Love tea. And it's cheaper than coffee too.
But when my mom called, it kinda screwed up my mood. I was actually pretty happy before that. Then she yelled at me and stuff, and it sort of killed it. Then I had Drama people calling me and asking me to retype letters and a couple of other things, of all times, when I'm out (yes, I know I'm almost always out. Shut up.) which made me kinda... I dunno. Frustrated, maybe? Something like that.
Ira had to go home then anyway, and since we weren't hungry (hey, we ate quite a lot at 4-something or so.) we skipped dinner. I do believe that Ira went home and ate instant noodles (AGAIN.) but I haven't eaten dinner yet. Unless you count the nougats, which I don't.
I think I'm getting gastric. >.<
As usual.
Tuesday, November 19, 2002
02:49 p.m.
I'm sorry I'm always busy okay?! /You/ try! I'm supposed to be studying so that the teachers next year don't get to say anything sarcastic and bad about drama. I'm supposed to clear my room for, of ALL things, CHINESE NEW YEAR, which is "coming soon!". I want to go out a bit, do some reading, sit around drinking tea and coffee as often as I can (since next year will be no-life year, I should think), prod someone out of her weird-depression-cycle, and generally go a helluva lot of stuff! I'm SORRY, okay? Rar.
And Ling? I'm not linking coz you may not want me to link it right here, but I think that huge twisty maze of emotions and confusing wrangle of wants, not-wants and stuff like that? It's all part of all of us. It seems to come out a lot in people around our age though. Teenagers, I find. If it helps, you aren't alone.
I came up with this theory which MIGHT help explain my absent-mindedness. And while I might not be very clear in my explanation, hey, at least /I/ understand it.
It goes a bit like this:
I used to be very sensitive to people's emotions and what other people thought and all that stuff. Which --- I don't know about you people, but this applies to me --- means that I picked up a LOT on subconscious signals, since I was all nervy about being disapproved of and stuff.
Now, the reason why I'm so absent minded is linked to the fact my attitude has become mostly "I don't give a shit" and "who cares?" and similar stuff. Because it doesn't really matter to me what other people think, even if I pick up on subconscious signals, it doesn't register in my conscious mind, which would be why, if someone pointed out someone who was feeling down and stuff, I'd notice, but if un-prodded, my subconscious would just let it lie. That would probably explain my absent-mindedness. Because I just don't care as much anymore. My sensitivity gets dulled, and I notice-yet-not-notice things a lot. Absent-mindedness results. Probably, as you get older, there are more and more things that you don't really want to see (since most people are cynical enough even WITHOUT seeing) so you get more and more absent-minded!
... Or maybe this just works for me. *shrugs* That was the general theory. It seems to be pretty accurate for me. I don't know about you people, but... *shrugs* Oh well.
Monday, November 18, 2002
12:41 a.m.
Lifehouse - Spin
I'd rather chase your shadow all my life
Than be afraid of my own
I'd rather be with you
I'd rather not know
Where I'll be than be alone and convinced that I know
And the world keeps spinning 'round
My world's upside down and I wouldn't change a thing
I've got nothing else to lose
I lost it all when I found you and I wouldn't change a thing
You and I wouldn't change a thing
Everything I know has let me down
So I will just let go
Let you turn me inside out
'Cause I know I'm not sure
About anything but you wouldn't have it any other way
And the world keeps spinning 'round
My world's upside down and I wouldn't change a thing
I've got nothing else to lose
I lost it all when I found you and I wouldn't change a thing
You and I wouldn't change a thing
Spinning Turning Watching Burning
All my life has found its meaning
Walking Crawling Climbing Falling
All my life has found its meaning
And the world keeps spinning 'round
My world's upside down and I wouldn't change a thing
I've got nothing else to lose
I lost it all when I found you and I wouldn't change a thing
You and I wouldn't change a thing
I love this song. I also love MANY MANY of the songs on Camino Palmero by The Calling. *purrr*
Sunday, November 17, 2002
11:09 p.m.
PRETTY!!!!
I LOVE YOU!!!! And am eternally grateful!!
Sunday, November 17, 2002
10:56 p.m.
I just made the acquaintance of a mostly black cat with odd brownish patches of fur on its underside and limbs. It is sooooooooo affectionate! And it has VERY round green eyes. Cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuute!~! ^_____^ Very very sweet cat, that one. Loooooooooong tail! And it has a really sweet voice... There was another more wary cat that was mostly white with a few light/sandy brown patches. This one had narrower pale yellow eyes and a short tail. It kinda just sat there watching me and meowing at me (also very sweetly) when I talked to it.
I love cats. ^_______^ There's a sweet grey-brown male in my school that's really really affectionate, too. The females are prettier --- there's one tortoiseshell that looks dusty and faded all the time, and one white with sandy brown patches --- but less affectionate. They all have really long tails and are incredibly cute! ^___^ There's a black and white adolescent female kitty too. She's VERY wary. Runs away if you go within a 1.5m radius of her. The male will approach pretty close. He has very pretty green eyes. ^_________^ Brown-and-white-lady-kitty has fierce looking light yellow eyes, and I seem to remember dusty-tortoiseshell-lady-kitty having very very pale green eyes. It makes her look aloof. ^____^ *purr* Kitty cats~!
Sunday, November 17, 2002
06:32 p.m.
Fanfiction.net has Lord of the Flies slash. O.O I've been reading all afternoon, I should know. But... MY GOD. Lord of the Flies slash.
Jack/Ralph seems the most palatable to me. I think I've seen ONE Jack/Roger, so far. That was just... well... violence, mostly. There are snippets about Simon. Most common is Ralph-centric stories though. There were a couple that were REALLY good. I mean REALLY. Although there were a great many fics that sucked, too. >.>;;; Oh well.
Sunday, November 17, 2002
02:14 p.m.
Happy belated birthday to you! Sorry. Some kind of friend I am, huh? >.>;;;;; Much sorry-ness. Happy 17th birthday... Hope you had fun...
Sunday, November 17, 2002
02:03 p.m.
RE: Lord of the Flies
Poor Ralph, forever scarred by the sudden, violent loss of Simon and Piggy.
XD We went to watch the play yesterday. It was pretty good, at least to me, and I hope the actors (and actresses) themselves felt that they'd improved from yesterday... Oh well.
Just played this short story idea out in my head. I am now kinda depressed. >.>;;; Every single one of my stories has at LEAST a little angst in it. And most have a LOT of angst in it. Rar, me.
*sighs* The endings that play out in my head are mostly bad. Yet I usually write happy endings. Most of the time. Reading happy endings makes me mildly depressed. Reading sad endings makes me want to cry. I am SO weird.
I like Poison Elves though. The endings are so complicated and stuff that you just feel all... thoughtful. It's a little odd, and VERY hard to explain, but I can say for SURE that endings in Poison Elves don't make me depressed or sad. And having read /seven/ volumes, I think I can be pretty confirmed about that.
Someone tells me that I have a much lower self-esteem than him/her, but seem to be a LOT more confident than him/her. He/She says I exude confidence. o.o;;;;;;
Odd, I guess. I tried to explain my attitude and stuff, but it was late and I think I garbled it. Oh well.
Bwaha!
Saturday, November 16, 2002
11:11 a.m.
Rar! Last night's post got eaten up by my internet connection, which snapped. Grr.
Anyway, I just had a REALLY weird dream. >.>;;; It had school and things in it. Weeeeeeeeeeeeiiiiiiird.
*sighs* Wendy needs me at ticketing again today. Oh well. I'm going in home clothes, and I won't be staying for clear-up. That's the priviledge of being audience today, I suppose. Must remember to buy flowers. >.< Minded-absent is I, yes.
Oops. Supposed to meet Ira and Anne at Orchard at 12.30. *runs off*
Thursday, November 14, 2002
11:27 p.m.
I'm quite a lot like my sister's boyfriend. o.o; It's to the point that she'll ask for my opinion when buying stuff for him, and use me as her size-picker, as well. >.>;; That would be why her boyfriend borrows my clothes and stuff.
The scary point though, is that my sister says that her boyfriend is a lot like my dad. And that leads me to wonder... Does that mean that I'm like my dad?
Why is this scary? See, usually, they say that daughters take after their mothers and sons their fathers. I used to be mistaken for a boy, when I was a lot younger and had shorter hair. People used to ask my parents if they had "a boy and a girl".
Another reason is because if you read through my blog, all the way from the beginning, you'll find that I complain a LOT about my father. So, naturally, it isn't the GREATEST of news when I find out that I might be a lot like him. It's weird. >.>;;;;
Rar. Anyway. Today (since it's past twelve) is my dad's birthday.
I have to go back to school for crew tomorrow. And Aine-chan just asked me to go out for lunch. T.T Damnit. Saturday, I'm watching Lord of the Flies with Ira and Anne. I think I'll have to crew beforehand though. *sighs* At least I get to leave with them. :/ Sometimes I really want to smack things. I'm tired, damned if I know why. Maybe it's the heat or something. Whatever it is, I've missed my computer and my bed, and I get to enjoy neither. Rar. Drama eats up my life. Although, I have to admit, I'm better off than some of the other crew members. Still. That doesn't mean I can't whine.
Watched The Guru today. It was funny. XD Didn't expect one bit, although the happy ending was cute and cliched. I'm quite suprised. For a Singapore movie, it was really really open. They showed nudity (or partial nudity, if my memory serves me) and some other stuff, and it was only NC-16. I do believe they've restricted other, milder stuff before. Odd.
Anyway, since I have to wake up early tomorrow (grrrrr...) I'd better go to sleep early, although I'm dying to get some reading done.
Thursday, November 14, 2002
08:25 p.m.
What Kind of Virgin Are You?
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*mightily amused*
Friday, November 8, 2002
11:11 p.m.
Spoiler for Angel Sanctuary, plus it's yaoi. This means GAY, so those people who get disgusted at this kind of thing, DON'T READ IT! I write straight stuff. This just isn't one of those fics. Now be nice and comment, too.
Spoilers! Yaoi! You have been warned!
Friday, November 8, 2002
08:23 p.m.
Have fun surviving without my company? :P
Friday, November 8, 2002
08:03 p.m.
Going to Perth tomorrow. ^_____________________^ Today's Chinese sucked, but at least it's over. Hmm. Pros and cons of this "family trip" to Perth.
1) My parents and sister get to nag at me constantly about dropping Physics. I hope I really do get to drop, because, y'know, if I don't, I shall be very pissed for having to endure four or five MONTHS of this crap, then having to take the subject for the rest of the bloody year ANYWAY.
2) I! GET! TO! SEE! ADRIENNE! XD XD XD XD
Right now, the second one is uppermost in my head, since Adz seems about as happy as I am. ^__________^ She's having her exams now, but they finish soon. I think I'm meeting her for dinner tomorrow night! Tralala... ^__^
Hmm. I brought T-shirts, polo T-shirts, a couple of pants and berms. Talk about casual. I really hope we don't go anywhere that requires me to dress up. XP Oh well. Not like I care.
I must make sure I fall asleep in the bloody plane. If I don't, I get airsick. The best way is to sleep before the plane lifts off, and wake up after it has touched down. *hopes*
Hmm. I brought a booklet to write on, in case I want to scribble, and I hope I write some of the next bit of the dreamy-fic. I'm tempted to make some reference to the quote "what tangled webs we weave, when we seek to deceive". Don't ask me where the quote's from, I don't know. Whoever does, tell me please?
Aine-chan, May-chan, I'll drop the prologue into your emails after I do the first chapter okay? Because otherwise, there isn't much you're going to be able to do.
Hmm. I'm thinking of going to watch Lord of the Flies on Saturday. I'll see if I can drag Ira with me. Been spending lots of time with her lately.
Gleep. Spent a lot at Kino today. On books. Poison Elves 9 and 4 are unavailable, and I don't feel like going back to Preacher just yet. I'm starting on Kabuki, but if I get volume 3, I'd die because I'd finish it too fast on the trip. That's pretty much the main reason I picked books. I'll talk more about them when I get back. :) Started on a new horror series though. The first book's pretty good. And Kabuki's volume 4 is a ridiculous or so, mostly because it's a hard cover. >.>;; D00d, I can't afford that right now. Not with all their birthdays coming up. T.T Gonna diiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeee really really broke, aren't I?
Mmmm. Books. Adrienne. Holiday. Cooler weather (although I love lightning storms like they've been having over here).
I'm kinda happy. :D
Wednesday, November 6, 2002
11:48 p.m.
I don't know why I'm so tired. I came home from school, skipped lunch, as usual. Fell asleep in my grandaunt's room for a while, then had to go upstairs, coz my grandaunt wanted to use her room and things. So I went upstairs and fell asleep on my room floor. After a while, I went over to my mom's room to sleep, instead. Basically, I got home around 3+ or 4. I only woke up at 7+, almost 8, and only because my family kicked me out of bed to eat dinner.
Why am I so tired? I don't get it.
At least tomorrow's the last day of school. I want it over and done with. Tired. I think I'm just feeling very very tired. Hope I get to see Ira tomorrow. I don't want to sit around alone at home freaking out over Chinese.
*sighs*
Tuesday, November 5, 2002
11:25 p.m.
80% of the time, as long as I meet and have a conversation with my dad, I get pissed. And people say he favours me? Yuck. Thank you, I'd rather not.
Tuesday, November 5, 2002
11:22 p.m.
Fuck you, dad. You think everybody has to fit their schedule to yours? My teacher is a fucking STRANGER, okay? Right now, she's trying to offer advice on whether I ought to drop a subject or not, and you can't even make time to see her? Then when she makes time for you, you fucking tell me the night before that,"Oh, in that case, just cancel it." Well FUCK YOU DAD. For your information, our form tutors feel a sense of duty towards us. But you seem to have forgotten that as students, we screw our teachers lives up like SHIT okay? And they owe us nothing except a MORAL OBLIGATION. You're FAMILY. Can't you just not totally fuck my day?
Goddamnit.
Tuesday, November 5, 2002
10:45 p.m.
I wish I could just fall over and not go to school anymore. *sighs* Nevermind. Just a FEW MORE DAYS. Must... bear... with... it...
Tuesday, November 5, 2002
12:33 a.m.
A Fic Bunny bit me, and I've written the Prologue for the Dreamyfic! *glee* I'll put it up after I've done the first chapter and my betas have kicked them both around. ^________________________^
Monday, November 4, 2002
07:32 p.m.
Fic bunny bit my brain! I have this teensie weensie idea of how to write the original fic that's been bugging me for a looooooooong time! (And I'm sure that cleared things up lots for you people. :P Too bad. Not going to clarify.)
I even have an idea for the prologue-thingy! ^_____^ *happy dance* Now let's see if I can get it down on paper properly...
After I write the "dropping of subject" letter. >.> Yuk. I have /no idea/ how to write the damned thing, not to mention the fact that I have NO IDEA how to address it, or whether I'm supposed to write as ME, or my parents. Rar. Stupid letter.
Monday, November 4, 2002
02:33 p.m.
It's all dark and rainy now. It's the get-soaked-the-instant-you-step-out kind of downpour. The rain's coming down in sheets, and is angled to one side. Looking out from my window, everything is grey-tinged. I like the rain.
Sunday, November 3, 2002
12:24 p.m.
Oh, and like she said, I met her and Aine-chan yesterday, which is why I feel so much better. Talked about parents and people and stuff, and it turns out, some things all parents don't understand. -_-;; *huuuuuuugs* Thanks, you two.
And we really didn't do very much. Sitting around drinking lots of tea was fun though. Southern Iced Tea in Coffee Bean is pretty good. :D At least, I like it.
Sunday, November 3, 2002
12:01 p.m.
I got Stanley Climbfall!!!!
XD XD XD XD It's Lifehouse's new CD, which has this song I really really REALLY like called Spin. *purrrrrrrrrrr* The lead singer has this husky, vibrating kind of voice. *purrrs some more* By the way, that was actually the song that Jason burnt into the CD for me, the one that I was so clueless about. I /knew/ the voice sounded familiar though. So when Jason told me that it was Lifehouse, I went,"AHA!" and XD XD XD for a minute or so. In the MRT. :P Weird fangirl-ness abounds.
The lead singer of The Calling also has an incredibe voice. His is smooth and low and practically taste-able. *purrrrrr* Yes, I'm hooked on those two bands. As if you couldn't tell.
I also bought Jay Chou's Fantasy. Haven't listened to it yet though... Mainly because Lifehouse has been playing on my computer all night. XD
There's some weird class supper party thing at Chom Chom (of all places. It's at Serangoon Gardens, for those who don't know.) tonight, and Jason's inviting people to stay over too... I wonder if I should go...
And I'm going to drag Ira with me to meet Shujuan at Kino! Hah! Now I'm introducing my classmates to my other-school friends!
This should be fun. ^___________^
Friday, November 1, 2002
10:28 p.m.
I wonder.
Friday, November 1, 2002
10:21 p.m.
Friday, November 1, 2002
10:09 p.m.
If taking all the blame is "wallowing self-pity" and not taking all of the blame is "pushing the blame to other people", what the fuck am I supposed to do?
I'm depressed as hell. Also, I'm going to get royally screwed tomorrow. (No, not in a good way.) *sighs* Drama stuff, and as someone tells me, totally irresponsible on my part.
I love living this life.
Sometimes I wonder exactly how much of my characters reflect my own personality. Like today, I just realised that one of the "happy endings" (the reason for the " " is because right before the ending, there was a HUGE pile of angsting, crying, despair and lots of broken-heart-edness and stuff) reflects what I want. ... That basically means that I think the character was saying what I want.
So today I get yelled at, have a sense of impending doom (because of tomorrow), piss my mom off so badly that --- nevermind. It sucked, okay? Today just sucked. I'm just going to go to bed early and hide.
I wish my eyes would stop hurting.
Thursday, October 31, 2002
07:37 p.m.
Um, the link would be... I think a great CCA record helps get you into Uni? I don't think you can get into Uni if you don't have a CCA... Can you?
And I can't sleep more. Mainly because my body likes to wake me up at weird hours. Like this morning, when it woke me up at 5.45AM. Rar.
And I can't sleep much in class. Weird position, plus nothing to lean my head on. I catch up on sleep in classes like Chinese, when my teacher decides not to be a mighty bitch from hell and lets us sleep or talk or do whatever we want.
SATs on Saturday. My schoolmates are unnerving. Despite SATs having being created as a test of the intelligence, they're studying for it. And in the typical Singaporean way, too; we need to practice! And do as many SAT papers as we can get our hands on! And read the SAT book and do everything inside it!
Ugh.
Eyes hurt again. >.< And my handphone bill is going to skyrocket. I just spent the afternoon calling schools, asking if they'd like to buy tickets for Lord of the Flies. Damnit, drama is killing all our phone bills. T.T
And know what? I'm going to fall over and sleep right after I shower, which is right after I'm done with this.
Ow. Eyes.
Hmm. I want the newest Lifehouse CD. I also want to find out exactly what this song IS! Jason burnt it for me, so I have NO CLUE what it's called. It's lovely.
"You and I, I wouldn't change a thing..." *purr*
Wednesday, October 30, 2002
11:22 p.m.
Heh. Adrienne cheered me up. With the oddest method of all. She lecture-scolded me. :> Maybe I'll take some stuff from her that I could never take from someone else. Or maybe it's because she took time out from studying for her exams to reply my SUPERLONG email. She told me that mine was 5K long. O.O With words only, mind.
Her reply was 4K long. :P Hee. I win. Maybe it was because she didn't use the serious tone with me. It was serious, but still flavoured with Adrienne-advice. *lol* I can practically hear her saying it. *hugs* Love you girl.
Anyway. I'm still feeling slightly blargh-ed, but I should be over it, unless my dad or my mom do something stupid again. -_-;;;
Wish me luck.
Wednesday, October 30, 2002
06:57 p.m.
*wince* My eyes hurt so much...
Wednesday, October 30, 2002
05:43 p.m.
I am a... CYPRESS TREE (the Faithfulness)
- strong, muscular, adaptable, takes what life has to give, content, optimistic, craves money and acknowledgment, hates loneliness, passionate lover which cannot be satisfied, faithful, quick-tempered, unruly, pedantic, and careless.
Strong? Am I?
Muscular, no.
Adaptable, maybe.
Takes what life has to give... Um... Dunno.
Content... I guess so.
Optimistic, uh... probably yes.
Craves money and acknowledgement... Maybe.
Hates loneliness, yes.
Passionate insatiable lover, no idea, and even if I know, I'm not telling.
Faithful, I think so.
Quick-tempered, yes.
Unruly... I dunno. (Messy, DEFINITELY.)
Pedantic, huh?
Careless, YES.
I just fell asleep on my sister's bed while I was talking to her, while in my school uniform, with her air-conditioning off (Yes, Meia, Aine, without air-con! Don't die of shock.) and in a bloody weird position. d00d, I am so tired. I can't sleep early tonight, either. Charmed on TV tonight. As well as Smallville, but I'll probably fall asleep halfway through if I watch it. *sighs* My eyes hurt.
Androgyny is the ONLY thing that can describe this guy. Explore the photo album if you don't believe me. Gods, how can a guy be so beautiful? He'd beat me hands down at being feminine ANY DAY. Good gods... This is the kind of guy who can play almost ANY Angel Sanctuary character and carry it off better than anyone else I've ever seen. Gods, he's so beautiful it's amazing.
Yes, I'm envious. Wouldn't you be? (Guys, don't answer that.) *sighs and tries not to drool*
Hmm. My dad doesn't want to let me drop Physics. He keeps asking me why I don't drop Drama instead. It's so tempting to yell that if I drop Drama, I'll never get into a University in Singapore. As Elvin reminded me, I don't think I'll be going overseas until I can support myself. Or until my sister can support herself. Having both of us overseas at the same time will kill my dad's finances. Damnit, now I'm depressed as fuck.
Before I become totally depressed, I shall first say,"OH MY GOD!!!! Jason burnt one of the songs from Cyrano into the CD he made for me!" *happy dance*
We now return you to your regularly scheduled depression-whines.
School is pathetic. We go to school for a couple of lessons where not much is being taught, to watch other groups do Oral Presentation (I've already done mine) and to waste our time. Why the hell do I wake up at 6.20AM for this? Every day that I go to school, my shoulders get wound tighter and I get gastric, headaches and other weird hurts. I'm so bloody tired I keel over at every chance I get, and I have to deal with all the comments people (Chinese teacher especially) like to toss my way, regarding not coming to school and stuff. Damnit, it might be nice to just fall over dead. Then I won't have to think about all this stuff anymore.
Maybe the tree thing was right and I do crave recognition, but I don't think I'll ever get any from my parents. I get 8 A's and a B for my O-levels and my dad asks me,"How can you get a B?!" I get a 3 B's and a D for my Promotionals and he goes,"A D?! What subject?!" My mother can't care less, since she's always gambling. Three-quarters of the time she's home, she's gambling. The other one-quarter is sleep and eating and talking on the phone. Three-quarters of the time she's out, she's gambling too. The one-quarter is spent with her siblings (that's my uncles and aunties), or at official stuff with my dad, or with her friends. Occassionally, with my sister.
Oh fuckit. Now I'm really depressed.
Tuesday, October 29, 2002
11:13 p.m.
Ye gods, going through my old old OLD geocities account is like a walk down Memory Lane! A lot of that stuff really sucks though. o.o;;
Oh well. Here's one of my few tries at heterosexual pairings/couples.
Don't puke. Don't fall over laughing at my idiocy, either.
Criticisms and comments would be greatly appreciated... *hint*
Tuesday, October 29, 2002
06:33 p.m.
I'm out of stuff to read. I think maybe I'll go dig up NK's old fics which I printed out. I think I know where they are.
*sighs* I really want new books, or more Poison Elves. Preferably Poison Elves, then I won't get depressed.
Not as easily, anyway.
Monday, October 28, 2002
11:29 p.m.
Was surfing around today. My right hand is now frozen almost solid. I can barely bend my fingers, even a little. Pretty pretty pictures. Gods those pictures are GORGEOUS. I mean, d00d, DEFINITELY gorgeous bishies. I was practically drooling all day. *purrrrrrrrrrrr*
I'm out of things to read, that's why I'm surfing. Maybe I'll go read Glamourlust from the beginning. I've already finished skimming through the list of online comics found on Boy Meets Boy's page (at the bottom) the previous bored-streak I had. So maybe now I'll go read everything through again.
I'm thinking of dropping Physics. I wonder if my dad will let me.
Monday, October 28, 2002
05:29 p.m.
Ladies, don't drool on your keyboards.
Isn't he so HOT?!? :D~~~~~~
That's a fanart of this online comic.
XD~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Monday, October 28, 2002
04:31 p.m.
Poison Elves rant.
Sunday, October 27, 2002
07:21 p.m.
Sometimes it's so bloody hard to say exactly what I feel. It's so hard to describe, and sometimes I don't even /know/ what's going on in there. It's so weird. I mean, hey, basically we're just a bunch of (mostly)proteins held together in this particular shape right? So what makes us think? A brain is just an oddly shaped lump of living tissue. It's basically meat. Ordinary meat doesn't think, does it? And neither do my fingernails, or I'm sure I'll know about it when I cut them, but they're proteins too. How do we feel, emotionally? I don't think there's an organ that does that for us. It's all in our heads. So why does your chest/heart hurt when your feelings are ripped up? Why does feeling sad trigger the tear ducts? Why does that lump in your throat appear?
*sighs* Yeah, I'm back to being depressed. Or maybe introspective might be a better word. I need to go read something. Thinking makes me mildly depressed and/or prone to thinking too much about depressing stuff.
Sunday, October 27, 2002
05:46 p.m.
Book review here. I was going to gush about Poison Elves, but I think I'll just go read it again. Arcana depressed me.
Poison Elves, amazingly, doesn't make me depressed. Actually, it helps me get out of my "deep blue funks" and similar situations. It's one of the FEW things that almost never gets me depressed. Pratchett is one of the others... Hmm. Certain manga, maybe... It's a short list. Even Boy Meets Boy can get me depressed, if I'm in the right mood and reading the right bits. I have to admit, though, that that doesn't happen very often.
Anyway. Poison Elves.
I love my sister.
Saturday, October 26, 2002
09:55 p.m.
Tired. Going to sleep early, for once.
Someone requested that I archive, probably because it was taking him a helluva long to load Smoke In Mirrors up. Sorry, minna. I've archived, as you can see.
I think I'll fill the next week up too. Hmm. Wendy felt guilty because I volunteered to log the tickets for Lord of the Flies, and I'm getting them cut too. (Note: I did NOT say I was cutting them. :P My sister's helping me. And I think I'll ask my mom tomorrow.) Debs made the tickets, as well as printed eighteen copies of the Lord of the Flies poster that we're using. Poor printer and ink cartridge. We posted the letters today. I didn't go for the SAT mock paper thing, but I went to school anyway. Had to help rearrange one part of the cage. Tiring. I didn't do as much as some of the others though. After that, hied off to Debs' house to bring the letters, stamps, order forms and other bits and pieces over to her house so that we could put all the stuff (including the posters that she was printing) into the envelopes (which she addressed) and send 'em.
We finished doing all that stuff, plus she designed the tickets for both nights, we photocopied them, and I brought them home. 15th is logged in blue and 16th in pink. Bright /eye-catching/ pink. Makes it easier to sort. The fact that I couldn't even get the numbers straight and kept making mistakes indicates how tired I am. Thus, as soon as humanely possible, I am going to sleep.
And today, I will keel over.
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