Where's the grace in graciousness?

i think we've been through this warning section quite a few times.
if you're going to be one of those adults who are going to scream and holler in indignity at my - excuse me - ignorant, idiotic and completely out of point words, please do not click the 'continue' button, thank you.
you have been warned.
i'm just going to tell you what i'll probably cover, just in case you boldly ask
"but if i don't know what you're talking about, how would i know if i'd be offended?"

i'm just going to cover this part of respect and giving up seats on public transports- are young people culprits of rude behaviour on public transports? (loooooneh)

so there.
you have been warned (again!)

autumn in england and a slight bit of rant

Autumn in England and China now. A clash of both sides, which is really, quite cool.

Japanese examinations over now, and I am so happy-- although I think having examinations for third language totally killed off the joy of learning, although it did push me to learn. 

NYES-- Autumn version

I did this on muro and also during ICT, using photoshop. I feel like I've got a power. A power that I've recently acquired after learning how to create text effects. Photoshop, although sometimes you may be a jerk.

Thank you for that power.

I love that power. 

((only when I'm using it))

From this point on-wards, it's going to be long. So click at your own risk. Woah, another long post.

photo spam

hahahahah LOON LOOK I HAVE MY PHOTOSHOP ASSIGNMENT TOO OH YAY IT IS HORRIBLY DONE BUT LOOK DO I CARE.

actually I do.

So yeah. Most of it was all about ES but then I gave up because. 

Well. I don't really know but that part about stars.

the stars say I have to draw today and so I did.

I drew something out of proportion and I hope no one noticed it.

Oh who am I kidding.

The second picture probably sounds wrong but anyway.

It was when we were highing together sometime ago...

I think.

She murmurs a short chant, trying to warm his tensed, stiff and cold body.

"I'll let you be Sherlock next time. I'll let you be Sherlock-"

-bang-

and the world collapsed, in front of her eyes as scarlet coloured his face and head and every-

"I'll let you be Sherlock- please."

She looks into the eyes of his murderer, only to hear-

"It had to be done."

"NO- YOU DON'T-HE WASN'T GOING TO CHANGE- HE WAS ALL FINE YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO DO THIS- I- I wanted to let him be Sherlock for once-" 

and she falls, down into this bottomless pit of memories and every single word she utters when he begs to be Sherlock.

'Now's not the time. I've got work-'

'Everything's fine, you know. There're no mysteries-'

'You know you're not- not as observant as Sherlock Holmes.'

'He's not real.'

'You've got work to do.'

'Not now, NOT NOW!'

"M-mom, can I be Sherl-Sherlock- now." she thinks she hears this from his cracked lips and she can only nod, cradling her fallen angel in her arms.

"Yes-yes-Sherlock. I'll let you be Sherlock-"

the pencil is mightier than the charcoal. still.

i've been drawing a lot recently and i suspect i'm going through some kinda phase.

first it was folding stars, then the paper flowers and then the hearts.
And now it's the stars. again.

what is with me and folding papery stuff now.
idek exactly.

but back to the topic. i'm drawing. a lot. and that's not exactly good. because well. it kinda eats into my time and when i start drawing i can't really stop.

after eoys i'm going on a drawing spree. whee.
but anyway.

yeah. so i've 'designed' the dresses for the "if (cca) were to be a dress" album. so far--

2 ES dresses (but the first design was crappy)
1 Modern Dance dress
1 String Ensemble dress

i think i might do the Chinese Dance dress if. well. if there's really a spare period when the teacher's not exactly talking about the point at hand. or maybe another ES dress.
it's fun, but sometimes you can get stuck because you don't really know about that cca but still, it's your general impression of it anyway.

yeah. and i don't really want to waste my sketch book's pages by randomly doodling. so well. i'm trying out a more shading kinda style.

yeah i know how this sounds so ridiculous, especially when i've got eoys around me and all.

but anyway i like pencils. sure, charcoal is good for shading, but pencil is neater and more available and i've not really used charcoal before but i think it's rather hard to erase? so you have to- like- be very decisive on what you want to draw and stuff. and besides, freshly sharpened pencils smell a little like books but more... how do you say it. nice. well. it's just a kinda metallic crisp argh i don't know how to describe it.

yeah. pencils are beautiful.

my mom is really irritating sometimes even though i try to tolerate her, you know. i mean, idek why but it's like she's intent on making me do things i don't wanna do and i try to be nice and speak all gently but yeah and then she gets too sensitive and say that i hurt her when she's said more hurting phrases to me but.

pencils.
and then loon introduced this website of many, many beautiful words so i thought.
well.
dictionaryofobscuresorrows.com
it's full of words.
beautiful words.

if being a nerd means being in love with words then-
oh of course i am a nerd whaddya think i was.

so there.

Emoticons :D :3 :O :( :)

as I promised.
Emoticons.
I tried not to rant--but there wasn't really much to rant about, except studies but that's really boooring.
because YOU STARE AT THE NOTES AND THE NOTES DON'T STARE BACK.
how rude.
okay, maybe they stare back but-
ahem.
onto the topic!
mooooove along, children! Mooooooove along!

[disclaimer: this post is just my own opinion, kay]

"CAN'T YOU SEE WHAT'S GOING ON?" -proper blog post-

this is not a rant.
despite how the title seems to suggest it.
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this is me ----->                                             ~~(^w^)~~



and this is the point -----> .

...
derp.
Observations my friends and family have made about me recently:

• "You seem to be more nice and blunt but sweet when you're tired. Like, when you can't give a damn about anything, and you start talking rubbish and about unicorns. Yeah, that's when you're at your fluffiest and sweetest and bluntest. But when you're high on sugar, you're just. KABOOM. And when you're low, extremely low and frustrated, you get all sarcastic and bitchy and your hand always go and sweep your fringe up your forehead. And when you're talking to people you don't like, you always make an effort to be civil. That's weird."
• "You've grown taller."
• "You're more... talkative and more emotional?"
• "You've changed."
• "You'd be more likely to be a murderer that kills on instinct when you get really angry."
• "You're a nice crazy."
• "Don't worry. You're still as short."
• "potatoed!"

Okay that was weird. 

HCNY bookclub wasn't really that productive. But at least-well, at least it gave me something to talk about.

Unicorns. British Unicorns are smokin' hot, hence your argument is invalid.

...

and about Utopia and Dystopia.

It's really, all about perceptions. But if everyone had different perceptions (well, we all do.), then doesn't it mean we should all have, like a country each or idek, maybe there will be no countries? But even so, it wouldn't work out anyway.

That means that there's no perfect society anyway and if we're looking for perfect, it would be up to our own definition, so that means we have to have our own alternate universes? Well, that's a little complicated--and wouldn't we have to be alone? That's not happy.

So talking about being happy--setting that as the main quality of an Utopian society... well, we talked about serial killers being happy killing people but people not being happy being killed. So it still wouldn't be a Utopia. 

... I suppose.

I mean, you can't get everyone to be happy, right? And it's not up to you to decide what's right and wrong, unless you're saying what is wrong is to be mean or hurt people's feelings, but some people feel happy to hurt other people and you're not being fair to them by limiting them--you're hurting the minority after all, right?

...that's really weird. 

And you want people to live in a society where everyone is different because that's how we all are, and you don't want like, a situation in The Giver because well, it's not fair for people--they don't get to experience emotions, what makes them humane.

It'll be like a group of robots, won't it?

...

Well, either way, you're going to have a group of people to control every single thing and deem it as right or wrong and you have no choice because

1. they stole your country (steal a little and they call you thief. Steal a lot and they call you king)
2. you voted for them
3. you were born here. And apparently if you dare to even voice out, you die.
4. you can't do anything better either way.

politics is freaking messy.

here have a waffle-cake it'll make everything better i hope.

                 

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people think i've changed. i haven't. they just didn't know me.

hell, i don't even know myself.

Loon are you reading this? Kimberlala says tennis ball loves all of us and would really appreciate it deep down in her heart if we hugged her. ._. no.

Next blog post (scheduled), but may be intercepted by something else: emoticons. 

Peiphone

"Peiphone" 

Original version by Maroon 5

I am a Peiphone,

Trying to call home, 

All of my change you stole from me.

Where are my pennies,

My hard-earned pennies,

Where are the plans made for Hawaii? 

If British unicorns did not exist,

I would have my pennies back with me.

All the treasuries are full of it,

I just want my pennies back for me.

If I had my pennies~

I have again fallen to the prey of muro drawing.
WHAT AM I DOING WITH MY LIFE AT ONE AM DRAWING CCA RELATED STUFF THAT ISN'T EVEN GOING TO GO ANYWHERE.
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oh wait I still have to photoshop it.
...
._.
kthbai will do physics.