numbers and figures- they pull us apart

11:11

The time everyone starts posting their wishes and whatnot.
Thing is, someone posted something about their wishes during what was to be perceived as 11:11 at their side when it was only 11:09 for me.
Besides, I don't really see the point in 11:11 (even as I hopelessly dream on about it)
-says the person who wishes on 00:00 and various other timings-

Numbers are interesting.

Mooving on.
so.
exhibition.
yes i am excited can you just see my extremely happy face.
OCTOBER!
Halloween's!
The devil's own spawn and
reckless lines of
chalk.
Yeah. Chalk.
I miss everything that-
that used to be there.

Yeah.
It used to be easier.
Maybe chess woulda been better.
Rot there in the corner, fiddling with the buttons of the old chess clock and watch every single second pour away into a blitz, until the red flag's triggered.
What did we call it.
*do
 Flagdrop? I think so.
Stalemate.
Don't question me.

so there I was planning on a long and coherent and reasonable post but halfway there I gave up.
I think I gave up from the start.

Exhibition.
Right.
Nice, nice poem that I can't really organise into a full paragraph. I should really start concentrating.
but it seems so long since I've published a post.
SOOOOOO LONGGGGG.
I was planning on writing something decent, and there was a sudden idea for a play/prose (I'm rather undecided) and it was really good- at least, to me- and I was thinking about it on the car ride home, from loon's house- it's another thing but i liked the experience and even though i thought it as stupid. i mean, playing awkward badminton in the rain and yeah. it was fun. i like it. i still do.-

so i was listening (again, completely unrelated idea) to my playlist on my phone with my dad's earphones (i think they're for a different type of phone because-) and when it shuffled to 'What Makes You Beautiful' by One Direction...
well, because it's a weird earphone, so it practically cancelled out the vocals until it was only a very, very slight whisper and also removed some of the background music. I never realised 'Back to December' by Taylor Swift had such good instrumental-
so when I listened to 'What Makes You Beautiful'...
all I heard was the sound of the conga drums.
FOR THE WHOLE 4 MINUTES.

i love you, dad's earphones.

right. Exhibition.
I was all prepped up for it, and I bought supplies (nice, nice butterflies that were purple and black and kinda glimmering and also some ribbons) though I don't think they will be used.
still. it's pretty. sigh.
yeah.
and I've managed to complete a poem which I showed Jerry and it was meant for Yinny and it was kinda in the Halloween mood but anyways.
potato'd.

POSTMAN PAT.
yeah.
I love this show sooooo much okay the cat is totally sass and fluff and it goes like
'I DON'T CARE I'M A CAT OKAY YOU DO WHAT I WANT'
and it jumps up and down and everywhere and stuff.
and Postman Pat is just.

'I'M POSTMAN PAT AND I'M ON A SPECIAL DELIVERY SERVICE OOH DID I KNOCK YOUR POTATOES DOWN DOES IT LOOK LIKE I CARE OOH LOOK HEY CHICKENS HEY HORSE I LOVE THE WEATHER SO MUCH AND MY BADGE IS SHINY'

(I'm serious about this part. He polishes his badge. FOR REAL.)

I should avoid being so random and get back to work.
WORK.
sigh.
okay bye potatoes let me awkwardly slide away.
fats.
lipids.
lipase.
eoys.
screwed.
yay.

look at the stars, see how they shine for you.

Reading the horoscope for fun (the one in the newspapers) and laughing at how horrible it sounds, while feeling a secret pang of -- I don't know--guilt?
Because it seems like it's happening.

I'm not one to beleaf in horoscopes, only reading them for fun, but it's scaring me how familiar it seems. Maybe it's because it's a really general viewpoint?

• easily irritated
• having relationship problems
• confused
• health related problems

... derp.

I don't know. It sounds really negative. Maybe it only sounds familiar because I'm picking out what's in my life to compare to it. And thus it seems really true? Or a big part of my life?

It's interesting how they can make people beleaf in these things by just writing down some stuff. Do they read the stars? Or how? But then again. A star could have died already?

I mean that shooting stars are like a million years dead. I read it somewhere.

It's so interesting to read the horoscope. I don't really think I'm like a Cancer. Maybe a Gemini. But a Cancer sounds too... dead. Or too sensible. /shrugs

 

Let's see.

I'm supposed to be:

• Shrewd and cautious
• Moody all the time (more of mood swing, though)
• Have a vivid imagination
• shy. ._.
• Sentimental. (Sentiment is a chemical defect found on the losing side! :O)
• Protective
• Intuitive (?!)
• Clingy (This, I admit. I cling onto people randomly.)
• Emotional

Mkay. 

Oh yay! I rule over silvery blue. That's a nice colour.

Wait lemme search it up. Oh my, that is a pretty colour!

And I rule over the pearl, water lilies, lilies, white roses and the acanthus. 

That's a nice flower. It looks... like corn. But purple. Purple corn. 

I rule over the Moon and the crab. Ooh. Crab. 

This is so... interesting. It might be fun to read up on my horoscope.

After EOYs. 

I shall have to mug TT^TT

no i don't want to mug. mugging is a criminal offence. 

I'm fine--really. I'm okay. I'm just--yeah.

I'm fine, really. Sorry for scaring everyone during CCA.

I just don't take well whenever it rains. I suspect it's the rain, you know. Every time it rains, I get extreme, like bi-polar. That's not the reason, though. I know it's not the rain.

Yeah. I'm just a little bi-polar. It goes way more than that.

I'm sorry, really, if I've made all of you worried. I'm not angry at you. You guys are too nice to be angry at. I'm angry at myself. 

You know, the story challenge really takes its toll on me and every time after it, I get tired. Like, emotionally tired. I hate it, you know. But it's not the only thing adding to my emotional numbness.

I'm alright--I'm really fine. Seriously! You don't have to worry, even though the hugs were really nice. I'm okay. I'm just--I think it's just the weather. I'm scared that I'll go back to slight depression again. I don't want to.

The batch tee is just--can we wait till after EOY? Because--like Eilun/someone else says, we can't really do much and I think it's better to like, study for EOY first-- to concentrate on it first. I don't need a second source of frustration, anyway.

So there. It's alright, kay :) thanks for all your concern. I didn't want to bother you. I'll try to keep my emotions in check next time.

A poem about Mary-Sues. From the "Inspiration" drawer.

It's been long since I've done anything productive.

So there. I shall pick out something from my "!nspiration" box aaaannnddddd.

._____________.

WHUT.

Conditions:

• write a poem
• about Mary-Sues
• Genre is fantasy
• There must be no sarcasm
• Use these words: "stickers" and "crab"

O.O

Do I have to?

Mary-Sue 

Mary-Sue, Mary-Sue,

all stickers and all lovely beaus.

Shall we eat steak, I moo'ed.

But fluffy ponies are so beautiful, too!

This poem makes no sense,

Oh but Mary-Sue's great at defense

Even though she's not worth ten cents--

On a totally random topic, whales jump over fences.

Mary-Sue, Mary-Sue, 

Oh how you do burn, ravishing like ponies too!

Tell me how you avoid crabs, please do.

And sip some tea while I boo!

Conclusions are always so hefty,

Even as Mary-Sue judges so fairly,

Eating a cheescake with some berries,

I'm suspecting my mind's sanity.

~END~

THAT BURNS.

IT WAS HORRIBLE.

WHY DID I EVEN WRITE THOSE CONDITIONS?

YAY I AM SUGAR HIGH

Decided to do stretching in the middle of the night.

I FEEL SO AWESOME NOW.

All those people I have thought of as normal...

well, let's just say most of them were insane to begin with.

"I THOUGHT YOU WERE NORMAL!"

Of course, I have a sane and matured side too.

It just... it just never comes out.

We're marchin' on!

Our first--well, it's not actually official--CCA session without the sec 4s.

WE NEEDED THEIR HELP.

Okay, maybe not.

But as we removed the exhibition, it felt like...

it felt as though the sec4 seniors should have been there too. Like, witnessing the 'birth' and 'death' of their last exhibition... It was rather sad. I mean, that was our nicest exhibition yet D:

And they removed it D:

IT WAS AWESOME. IT SHOULD HAVE STAYED THERE FOREVER AND EVER AND EVER AND EVER.

I SHALL TYPE IN CAPS BECAUSE I LIKE THE WAY THE WORDS LOOK! :D

BUT ANYWAY.

TOMORROW'S THE FUNFAIR, I SHOULD BE SLEEPING, BUT I'M... WELL, GOING TO SCHOOL LATER THAN USUAL.

WHEEEEE. IT'S ANOTHER RED-AND-WHITE BE YOURSELF DAY.

HOW FUN~! :D

WE'RE GOING TO SELL CHEESE FRIES AND HOT DOGS. 

I THINK I'LL STICK TO THE ES CCA BOOTH BECAUSE I AM 无家可归 XD

BELOW: NYES SPRING AND WINTER VERSION. I DON'T DARE TO POST IT ON FACEBOOK.

WINTER IS, ADMITTEDLY NICER. BUT STILL...

WHAT ABOUT AUTUMN AND SUMMER? I'M KINDA STUCK.

LIKE, HOW DO I EVEN DRAW THE FRIGGIN AUTUMN LEAF?

I THINK I'LL NEED TO USE PHOTOSHOP INSTEAD OF MURO FOR THIS.

SUMMER...

OH YES I HAVE AN IDEA

WHEEEEEEEEE~

LET'S HOPE IT WILL WORK.

THEN AUTUMN FOR THE LASTTTTTT~

YAYYAY

WISH ME LUCK.

...

NO, DON'T.

YOU'D BE WASTING IT.

WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

OKAY I SHALL EMBARK ON A JOURNEY TO DESIGN ANOTHER ONE.

SUMMER. IN PROGRESS.

*Edit: NYES--Summer is the only one (yet) to require a shitty blueprint. =.=

rantrantrant

There's going to be only about 7 CCA sessions before the sec 4s go.

...
This is kinda sad.
Actually, very sad. Is this some kind of ritual they go through every single year?
Well--I guess they do have to prepare for finals. STILL.
And CCA is going to end so soon. So SOON.
Aaaaand, we'll be sec 2s and we will have RESPONSIBILITY.


Not very fun, to be exact.

I WILL DO ANOTHER CCA MURO DRAWING! :D
...soon.

I will miss you, Marina [Bay] :')

Project Steampunk--accelerated!!!!

On the double! :D
-will be postponed to after EOYs. WHY IS THERE BLOCK TEST 3? WHY. WHY.

I JUST DID A ((SHERLOCK)) OBSERVATION OF MARINA. I AM SO AWESOME :D

Another sketch design blah

Drawn on 9 June 2012.

Uploaded 26 June 2012.

Drawn (time): In the middle of the night

Drawn with: Pencil (and a trusty eraser)

Time taken: 35+ minutes

I'm a huge idiot.

I'm just grinning, still grinning. And it's really weird. :D

In my parent's room, where Dad is still snoring away and I has managed to complete the Japanese homework.

This is awesome. It's the truth--those words are still pounding in my head.

EILUN AND JERNANA ARE AWAKE.

AWAKE.

CRAZY PEOPLE.

LIKE ME.

CRAZY PEOPLE LIKE ME AWAKE.

This is bliss.

I don't know why, but I just feel so awesome. And so idiotic at the same time.
I miss all of you too :D

It's 2 in the morning, last day of hols. Sad, sad, sad. But there'll be school. And CCA.

CCA is my second family. Even school can't beat that. Even though I keep complaining about CCA, there's a part of me that'll forever think, "Hell yeah, we're awepic. We're unique, a crazy bunch of weirdos who fit together."

Even though sometimes CCA is tough and all that crap or bullshit, it's still so fun and happy. Despite all the people that make me go haywire inside and there's loads of chunks of wtf messages around my brain (we should research it one day), they make me feel complete, like I have the right to be crazy.

I'm listening to Onerepublic's "Come Home" and it makes me want to cry. Remembering all the times in P6, all those secret moments of fangirling and pretending to be someone else. I think I carried on the calm facade just because it was who I was in school.

So, come home, come home, come home.


I want to go home. I miss CCA. But I remind myself that I'm already home, in my heart.

I'm home.

NYES. I love you. :D

Clarissa
Eilun
Jerlyn
YanYan
Megan
Isabel
WuFan

Crazy ES batch of 2012. :D

I love you all so much. I really do.

Even I don't feel this much for my class (TRAITOR!!!!).

Maybe I'm just dreaming out loud.
Until then.
Come home.
Come home.
Come home.

LOVE LOVE LOVE

:D 

Post-it ノート: .______.

Imagine how a gangsta walks like.

NOW WITH 120% MORE SWINGABLE ARMS!

That's what I did.

*swing* *swing* *swing* *swing* *swing*

I am bursting with ideas. And yet unable to write them down. I am able to picture them, but not pen them down. This is disastrous.

And facilitating sessions... I really, really don't want to use 'Twilight' as an example. Sigh.

HP fanvirus still going strong.

You sort of start thinking anything’s possible if you’ve got enough nerve.

I has been attacked by the fanvirus as well.
The Harry Potter fanvirus has gotten to me.

Gyahhhhhhh. I just felt so... sad while scrolling through those tumblr Harry Potter quotes.
I feel really resentful that Twilight got ''Movie of the year" instead of Harry Potter. It's the last movie already (Deathly Hallows), so why give it to Twilight? I mean, Harry Potter was an awesome series, something magical and so beautiful--EPIC.

I'm not a fan of Twilight. The books make me laugh, though. I would say that in terms of books, I would prefer Harry Potter but Twilight--the overall plot idea is rather... refreshing...?--is not that terrible. Twilight (book version) seems to be more of a whine/rant. I think it's one of its weaknesses, written in a first-person format that perhaps the author kinda slipped away? Also, Twilight is kinda draggy. I mean, example:

1. They arrive at a conclusion (like... Bella's being chased by some vampire)

20 or more pages later...

2. They're still describing Bella's fear of being chased.

Okay, so in that 20 pages or so, there's probably going to be some flowery details about her fear (heart pumping--basically, the works). Or maybe they used up 18 pages of that 20 to write about Edward's perfection?

((I have to confess--the idea of a sparkly vampire turns me off))

Whereas, Harry Potter may be a little mundane, but it's really got this grip on you. I think it rather describes characters who we can relate to and the English is rather good. It doesn't have a lot of description (of, for example, the patronus looking so sparkly and silver and all that) but it leaves it to your imagination. :D

The books are away from me now, so I may not be as accurate. :D
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The movies:

Harry Potter


I didn't really feel the 'magical' part in the first movie. But watching the first part of Deathly Hallows made me go eye-wide and cry. I--kinda--cried because it was so awesome (I cried during Madagascar 3 because the effects were just so epic and it was so inspirational, the music...). I wanted to watch the second part because it seemed like the end of everything and I wanted to just follow Harry's journey.

Despite the overall positive review about the movie series, I thought that in the first part of the Deathly Hallows, they lengthened parts that were supposed to be short and vice-versa. Dobby's death didn't really seem to... it was just like a flash, then gone.

But I have to give a thumbs up for this one scene of Harry and Hermione dancing in the tent when Ron left (I do not ship Harmione--or whatever it's called). Because it brought out the bitterness of children being forced  to fight and grow up in such a horrible reality. Think about it. Harry has got almost no childhood--his parents died, he's facing Lord Voldy all the time... And at that time, they're simply dancing, enjoying themselves as children once again. Then the music stops, the spell breaks (much like Cinderella) and they're back to fighting evil again.

Inserts Molly's voice: "They're just children!"

The movie made me feel more overwhelmed (definitely!) than the book. Perhaps it's because in screenplay you can see more emotions? :D

Twilight


... Uh. I have to admit, when I went to watch New Moon with my sister and her friends... halfway through the movie, I slept. That was a waste of ticket money...
But seriously, there was no trigger, there was no excitement and the spinning scene (change of months) made me dizzy.

Think about it. A diary of a teenager who's mesmerised with her boyfriend... it doesn't really seem to make a good movie story, does it? Since all you're writing about is the awesomeness of your boyfriend. You may disagree, saying that there are all the... dangers (of the Volturi and...) but it's not gripping enough. The effects don't seem really strong and powerful. It seems like you're describing the perfection of your sparklypie-of-a-boyfriend while being hunted down. That really doesn't seem as attractive.

I'm kinda glad I didn't buy the Twilight CD and instead opted for the Half-Blood Prince CD. :D

I think that Kristen Stewart doesn't really seem to display much emotions... Perhaps it's because there really isn't much change of emotions in Bella's role to begin with? But even so, you'd get tired after looking at a person who's displaying the same emotions every. single. time.

So there.

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I'm not a fan of Twilight because it just doesn't suit me. Still, if you're a Twihard, continue trolling supporting your love for your fandom. We Potterheads don't need to put down anyone to show that we're awesome.

...wait.

"We Potterheads"?

I has fallen to the fanvirus! Oh no!

Since I am a 'Potterhead' now, might as well start trolling and flaming Twilight?
No. But Bella really is a Mary-Sue. And Edward is a controlling boyfriend. *nods head*

Extra videos!

Stalker Diaries

YESH I HAS COMPLETED IT.
Okay, so I realised that I haven't been doing any writing (writer's block is attacking, stronger than ever).
So I'm just trying. :D yayyayyayyay
Gosh, I hate writer's block. It just seeps into your brain. It's made me fear my fanfiction now. T.T

Light disclaimer:
I no stalk anyone. It just seemed... interesting to try and write from a stalker's point of view (no offence to stalkers out there! :D)
because I don't have the time and I get tired of things really easily. :D
Ellie, I has completed mai 'stalker story', you?

Now, if you dislike very crazily obsessive people ranting about how they stalk people, then do not click for more pencil shavings. :D

More shameless publicity! :D

Okay, so... umm, I'm trying out something new here. *shamelessly publicizes a book give away~*

So, um, well, look to the right of the blog and you can see a list of blogs. See them? Now, squint a little and you'll notice that there's a blog names "Bookcase to Heaven".

So, here's the deal! Sel (owner of "Bookcase to Heaven") is holding a kinda book giveaway thingy.

Her blog URL : Bookcase to Heaven
And her blog post regarding the giveaway: Bookcase to Heaven: book giveaway '12

So please do visit her and hopefully you'll win a book...?

Here, have some of Grandma Waffle's waffles :D

Yay~ publicity over!

...
um, no yay? :D

I'm horrible with this.

Dedicated to Jernana

Oh god.

I well, kinda, remembered that it was Jernana's birthday yesterday and I had somehow managed to stumble away for some unknown reason--out of my life and consciousness (I swear that stupid unicorn song managed to hypnotise me into donut land for no reason)

Okay. I kinda wanted to make up for it but I don't really know how. T.T

JERNANA! HAPPY LATE BIRTHDAY! ♥♥♥

Okay, that doesn't seem as fair to Eilun... So...
Jerry, share half of it with Eilun :D

Yay~

So I created tagline for both of you~

Eilun's one: EILUN--JUST WHAT THE DOCTOR ORDERED 
Jernana's one: JERNANA--THE ONLY SOLUTION

:D
yay~~~ :D
Oh yeah, some of the words are randomly highlighted to celebrate the yellowism.

So here's the cheer:

All the red, blue and purple wanna be like me,
YELLOWISM~ :D

For more yellowism, click here: YELLOWISM FRENZY

Sankiew!

Here, have a Banana-flavoured waffle :D

Poetry Slam/typography :D

Yesh, time to post something sensible.

Well, my sister found something interesting so I thought I'd like to post it here:

Scratch and Dent dreams by Eric Darby

I do not own the video, nor the poem :D --same old same old disclaimer :D

And I got interested in this scene from The Dark Knight, Batman.

Why So Serious?

Same old same old disclaimer, I no owns the video/the scene/the movie

Mehh, the sound isn't that great...

Yay :D
hope you enjoyed~

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Yay, now I have been magically revived...

Yesh, there will be no more failed codings!

I shall speak in-- hopefully-- good English and present to you my upcoming play.

Why, I am indeed feeling rather egoistic right now. :D
That is never a good sign, but oh, what can I do?
/egomoment/

I have really no idea what my new play is going to be called, but it may be a little crude and offending.
/stares around furtively/

Hm, but let's have a look at how it's like till now.

Cutscenes:

♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫

MICHAELA

What? Oh, hello, Mason.

MASON [swiftly grabs the cigarette from CATHY]

Oh, hello there. You know it isn't good for you, Cathy.

CATHY

Since when did you give a damn about me? Give me back the damned cigarette you--

MASON

What will it be this time? "Moronic idiot"? That still sounds hilarious.

CATHY [mumbling]

Filthy mongrel.

 ♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫

MINDY

Aunt Caaaaaathy!

CATHY

What now, Min-Min? And I'm not deaf.

MINDY [scowls]

No more calling me that! Where's Daddy?

CATHY [in a subdued voice]

Killing people.

[aloud]

Oh, he's working.

♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫

Okay, that's it.

I can't reveal any more of the failure-of-a-play  them because it would spoil the whole plot and they aren't really... sensitive parts so it should be okay! :D

/realises what I said/

oh...

/shudders/

I hope that doesn't mean that the rest of the failure-of-a- play is... censored...

...

oh what have I done.

/ego crushed/

Everything is going to be "bad translator"-ed

THIS IS GOING TO BE A RANDOM POST ABOUT BAD TRANSLATORS.

Why, some people do post about "a list of guest artists".

Ahem, I have no sponsor by the way. This blog is not sponsored. I thought that was clear enough.

You, you what? I am the rightful owner of this blog, of this blog! How dare you!

What "Knights of Code"? And "Process"? Are you a robot--wait, you are a programme.

AND WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY "this kind of work"?

"On a dark and stormy night" is how we usually start our stories. But as it seem. You are not usual.

No, and I will never install it. NEVER. 

When I am--what. I am not going to install "e" or whatever it is. Also, "NEVER" rules out the possibility of actually installing whatever that crap is. T.T

Facepalm.

_________UN"BAD TRANSLATOR"-ABLE LINE_______

Okay, *glances around furtively* 

Good.

T.T

Just don't... 'palm' your computer screen in a bid to "palm page".

T.T

okay. :D

THIS IS THE 123th POST :D:D

WHEEEEEEEE

harharhar. 

This was so funny~ 

I should do this some other time. :D

Ollie~ :D

Cocktail

Just... trying something out for fun :D

Trollers gonna troll~

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Cocktail 

In synch we float

around the sticky, thick web of love

under swirling currents that melt and molt to form passion

do you not see--the scarlet deformity of jealousy

and thicket of lusting silk-- the epitome of desire

flickering and flashing,

desiring the thicket of silk and lusting

with jealousy--the deformed scarlet sight.

Passion melts and molts into swirling currents

that lie thickly over the loving--sticky--web,

which we float on in synch. 

Post-it ノート: Arr, you bag of simpleton.

"I pen down my dreams in flickering wisps of chords for her to sing out in melodious, hopeful lyrics"

"Because songs are vocalised sermons of literature--from the heart"

"Power corrupts--absolute power corrupts absolutely"

"I have hope, so let me keep it"

--notes taken down happily

Enjoy the music below while I rant.

Had a lot of inspiration today, heard a local band singing and I thought it was rather nice.

Struggling with the temptation to sleep, yet I has done nothing--nothing-- productive today. Not at all.

I haven't even planned for tomorrow! Went to Changi Terminal 3 and saw a lot of things I wanted to buy. But they are:

1. Expensive
2. More of a "want'' than a "need" to me.

I spent 2++ hours in the library reading a book. And it was so amusing, because I was triumphed by the simply amazing twist of the book. Got home, lazily went to bathe. And now, blogging.

In other words, wasting away precious sleep time.

I have microfiction to do (but let's just do it... later.)

Organising some sort of gathering soon, a little... messy?

Gahh. I need to study a lot for June hols. I has decided to make a (very, very sketchy) list of things to do:

1. MATH (BT2 is really gonna be hard, I've heard)
2. CHINESE ( I NEED TO TOUCH UP ON IT.)
3. EXERCISE (harhar.)
4. Learn to be a better person (no comment)
5. Finish a sketchwork. OR a paint work. Anyway, something decent. AND COLOUR IT. (if it's a sketch, then... black and white)
6. Finish a play :D (this should be ranked last.)
7. Learn to ride a bike. (without any casualties, I hope)
8. Improve my writing skills
9. READ A LOT OF BOOKS. :D

I am tired now. I am tired. I need sleep.

Oh banana I just wasted one whole day away.

But at least I got to eat some caramel chocolates :D

I have made up new resolutions.

And--*yawns* and new-- *falls to ground with a thud*

Musings-- This is Not a Post

whattheshittycrapisthisworldleadingto?

Oh gawd. so now we're reduced to a mere

puppetry of prejudice and porcelain masks.

how the heck does that work anyway. 

Upon a rotting string we hang our skinny, anorexic souls and moral values

for the world to feast their eyes on.

what the shit is this crap.

what the hell is happening to this world.

why are we even trying so hard to do such illogical, painful things to ourselves?

gawd, what crap is going on?

bullshit, I say.

nothing more than pure bullshit

I see that there's nothing more to expect of the world.


Since they're all looking for typical faces,


molded into a gallery of faceless members


Who pass by the realism of life only to realise


they've been such fools and idiots


at the merciless hands of the society.


You know what?

I kinda feel pity for the world.

This is the 115th post.

And I watched the trailer of "This is Not A Film".

Yes, you've heard it right.

This is not a film.

As such, this is Not a Post.

...
bwahahaha.

I will be writing a play on this.

Paper tigers, the lot of them. 

Clarry the Berry :D (Tomatoes gonna tomate)

clarry berry.

Y U SO CUTE.

I ahemforcedahem Clarinet to create a blog (she was trying to create a hilarious meme about Darth Vader and Draco Malfoy but that's another matter.)

So I was telling her (Clarinet, I can't really remember the exact contents of our conversation but it was roughly like that):

ME: Uhh, *points to screen* so you can do this and change the post font and all...
Clarry Berry: Oh. Yay :D
ME: Oh, then--
Clarry Berry: Can I see my blog?
ME: Uh, *points to screen* yeah, so you can press this button and...

BLOG APPEARS :D

ME: Yep, so this is how it looks like and then later you can change the Blog title font--
Clarry Berry: When?

...

...
ZOMB.
That was so cute that I started laughing. Indeed, most people don't react this way--it was a surprise :D
I'm gonna link up your blog to mine too~

And Eilun.

You know that I linked your blog to mine (by the gadget named something like "Blog List") and every time you change your URL...

I has to change it as well.

...
Okay :D Nao it's all rainbow and fluffie ponies.

And I read a commentary on the Fanfic titled "My Immortal" by a (supposed) troll. In that fanfic, there are weird names and strange plotlines. I'm not sure if you've heard of it, but since you have some expertise in the Harry Potter fanfiction area...

Well, that was random :D

*goes off to lalaland~*