I am not cut out for debate. People actually thought I was going to cry out there. Gods.

Poking around, reading 'Life of Pi' by Yann Martel. Tired.

The words aren't coming to me.

*curls up and waits for the ground to swallow her*

The cousins are very pleased with their presents. Aunt politely refrained from trying to force a five-dollar note on me. *phew*

Some writting updates at the livejournal, for those interested. Yes, From This Side of the Window is not dead yet. Maybe some fic-drabbles in the afternoon. Then I'll have to go study my for my Humanities common test.

Came back from the little expedition around six. Gods, I have never... tried on so many clothes. Alex, the pitiful not-quite-girl who can't shop for dresses for herself. *falls over*

But it was fun. And I have a new hat. A khaki one. And peach lip balm. Tastes like hard sweets. I ate at soupworks, which is costs less than fast food and takes twice as good. And I bought hair accessories for my cousins. Now, to spring them on the little ones without my aunt noticing and insisting to know how much it all cost. -.-;;

Finished PtQ up to part 30 and A Decoding of the Heart by Sphinx. And I realised that I haven't written anything, fan or original, for months. This is... worrying.

Ahh... at my uncle's place. Will be staying for the weekend. My parents are off attending a family function in Malaysia, and won't be back till Monday morning.

Linked Cousin Sentinel. =^^= *flying glomp*

Off to have breakfast, then I'm going to Suntec to do a bit of shopping. <3 Blog later in the evening.

I try not to think about her too much. It hurts to hear her voice over the phone. So far-away, so... tired.

I wonder, when do you stop counting the years as "time from birth" and as "time till death"?

We have dragonfruit for dessert. Yay! Did you know that sometimes the seeds taste like sesame? Very tasty. And creamed clover honey for breakfast tomorrow. *has gone without clover honey for too long*

Salvaged the Belial picture with colour pencil and a Gothic headboard. Only, it's too big to scan. -.-;; Maybe I'll try to take a photo of it.

I need new watercolours. Supplimenting smudges of it with diluted poster paint does not help. And proper brushes, if I'm going to colour within the lines decently.

Reading 'Pawn to Queen'. Snape~ <3 <3 He's old, but at least that only half-qualifies him for my List (read: dead). I kid you not. Keri and Bernadette should know very much about this. (Souzou Sagara, Sakurazuka Seishirou, Haldir of Lothlorien, Vincent Valentine, Auron, Spike Spiegel...) Necrophilia, much? *wakakakakaka*

Loath studying Chinese, but I must go and do it very soon. Test on Monday. *grumbles* Racial Harmony Day celebration my foot. *looks at timetable and perks up* But maybe the festivites will spill into Mother Tongue (before recess)?

Two more chapters... then I /have/ to get off... ...

Spent two hours drawing and watercolouring a picture of Belial. Then I ruined it by using this horrible shade of red for the bedsheets. >< Gah. Now I must throw it away.

Flag-selling was okay. I just had to put on my best polite and earnest face and keep repeating "Excuse me, would you like to donate?". Did it for one hour then stuffed the tin in my bag and went for a two-hour lunch break. Bought a knitted pencil case for $5 from Far East. <3

Social blogging:

Edit: Indeed, I was invited. I was only told about an hour ago. And I can't go.

I feel like an idiot.

And how nice, my father just came back from god-knows-where he's been for the last week. And once again, she has to go running to him clutching her neck and whimpering and complaining about the children loudly. (Yours isn't the only one which hurts, Mother.) And now I feel in the mood for ranting. Hurrah.

(cut for profanities, snarkiness and general bitching)

The New Town perfectorial board rears its ugly head again. How many times do I have to tell them that I want nothing to do with the little games they play with the student population? If I knew news could circulate and be distorted so quickly, I'd have exclaimed loudly on the bus that she was indeed a slut, and perhaps the news would have made it intact to ears of the one who needed to hear it so much - that girl who keeps trying to throw herself on my ex-choir senior and then vehemently denying that she had even the slightest interest in him. Please. People talk. Not always solely about you and your raging hormones, you realise, my dear girl. Just in relation to the current topic (ex-senior coming back to coach the new members). Don't go running to your darling prefect-friends just because you can't fight your own battles, you... *bites back descriptions*

And 'Frank', oh yes. He is about the most annoying, self-righteous jerk I ever had the misfortune to pass in the hallway. I've never spoken one word to him aside from a greeting and I frankly don't see what quarrel I have with him. He takes it into his head to save the day for various 'friends'. And make hell for mine, along with that whinny, clingly, secondary two girlfriend of his and her accompanying flock of normal academic followers. And he has the nerve to issue a 'warning' to silence me. I sent a polite message back that I appreciated it and offered one in turn to leave me alone. Let's see how he responds. If he's clever, he'll take his little company back into the air-conditioned comfort of the prefect's room and stay there until graduation day.

I want to take the new secondary 3 bass member and bang his head against the floor. Repeatedly. Until he loses that attitude of his. But I have spent most of my anger on the abovementioned individuals, so perhaps I will wait until he insults me directly before I take measures to... rectify this problem.

Miscelleneous annoyances: the rain starting full-force half-way to the bus-stop in morning, being stared at because I was dripping rainwater during the whole bus ride to school, spending fifteen humiliating minutes drying myself with the hand-drier, walking around with soggy socks the whole day, the boys wrestling in class after school and upseting my entire table, and the Malaysian relatives.

(end rant)

After Derek finishes sending me the codes, I'm going to sleep.

Eh? Tessie? Birthday party? I don't think I'm invited. ^^; Anyway, I have to sell flags tomorrow. Blah.

I've been drawing alot more nowadays. Got myself a DeviantArt gallery (about time) and put up my newest art. Aegis and I decided that it looks *cough* suggestive. And the background just screams "Wheel of Time". I could say that the symbols actually tell a story, but no one would believe me, would they? So let's just say it's a bit of fanciful circling on my bit. *laughs*

Tsuzuki/Hisoka layout. Because I felt like it. And watching the damn Kyoto Arc made me cry again.

Watching The Innocent Witch (VCDs on loan from Kjazz). The title isn't a direct translation, but it fits. Bittersweet, star-crossed lovers, oh, how fate does conspire against thee. And it has First Love by Utada Hikaru as the theme song. And a very pretty opening video. Needless to say, I am hooked. (Alright, and the main actor is good-looking, too. Fine! Fine!)

*looks around guiltily* Still have to draw the guzheng for Xian Yun and copy out the Biology assignments. Uuuugghhh. Not enough time~

Escaping from escapism. Oh, the irony.

*panics* I can't find my Yami no Matsuei Sketchbook!!

*runs off wailing*

Too tired to be indignant. *shrug* It's nothing new, ne?

In other news, Brandon, go screw yourself.

I touch the fire
And it freezes me
I look into it
And it's black
Why can't I feel?
My skin should crack and peel
I want the fire back
Now through the smoke
She calls to me
To make my way across the flames
To save the day?
Or maybe melt away
I guess it's all the same.

So I will walk through the fire
Cause where else can I turn?
I will walk through the fire
And let it-
... she wrote at 08:37 p.m.





Sunday, July 6, 2003

I upset a whole lot of people today. And I don't even know why they're mad at me.

Other than that, Cosfest was sort of okay. I didn't take many pictures though.

I need to apologise to my mother when she comes back.

Yes! The blog is pretty again, thanks to Frailart.net! I watched Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone this morning. It was alright. Draco has an okay smirk (I hear it gets better). No urge to run off to read Draco/Harry slash, so I suppose I'm safe. For now. *eyes Chamber of Secrets warily*

Cosfest tomorrow. =^^= Must go buy batteries for my digicam.

Bought Full Moon wo Sagashite 3 today. The manga moves much faster than the anime, and the art is better too. ^^ *looks at manga* Talk about dramatic. And what's with the all the cherry petals? Borrowing more Clamp cliches? And what do you mean Mitsuki knew all along?! *throttles Arina Tanemura* Argh!

Okay, well, screw it. Village Photos don't work either. ><

Went to Comics Connection at Clementi Central. Aegis, if you're reading this, the FFIX ('guidebook cover' style), FFX (Tidus, Yuna), and FFX-2 (Yuna, Paine) poster stock is in. Colour tones all very nice and quite balanced. I bought a Paine one. ^^ Then off to Ginza to return my books. Got DNAngel 8 and Alice 19th 7. Yay! (Kjazz, they say you can return the books on Tuesday. *grin*)

On the bus back home from Ginza, it rained. I didn't have my umbrella with me, so I had to walk all the way from the bus stop to the house. Saw a rat carcass, all savaged fur and striped tail.

Alex: *drenched* Hello.
Dad: *mildly* You should have called me.
Alex: Yeah. Going to shower now, you don't have to tell me.
Dad: Playing hero.
Alex: -.-;;

Ah. I forgot to mention this is first time I've seen him in two weeks. (He came back from America this morning.) How sweet.

Anyway, Kjazz went on a shopping spree at the VCD store and couldn't lug back everything, (they gave a six-pack of green tea with every thirty dollars spent, so she got two), so I have her Harry Potter VCD with me. The lady at the shop was so pleased. (Wonder how her comission must be like.) So I will go make some tea and watch this strange show that has spawned a massive shotacon fandom. ^^;;

For anyone who's Boomspeed account has been disabled, try Village Photo's File Hosting. You have them to thank for the Shiina layout ^o^ URLs are a bit complicated, but it works, ne?

Okay, better get off, before my brother starts throwing a tantrum and I have to slap him.

Bioinformatics course at Queensway Secondary. Checked my blog and discovered that Boomspeed has disabled my account. More reason for me to ftp my stuff back onto mirrorsoul.net. *is lazy*

Did a book review on American Gods last night. So long and still so~ incomplete. And I spent nearly two hours on it. Handed it up anyway to my english teacher today. She called me a 'good girl'. >< Pfffffffttttttt~

Fell asleep after reading Brief Lives last night. Was woken up at by a phonecall in the middle of the night. Checked alarm clock - midnight, on the dot. WTH? Ignored it and went back to sleep. Had strange Gaiman-ish dream.

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MINE IMMACULATE DREAM Yami no Matsuei prettyboys Tsuzuki and Hisoka. The series that will make you laugh, cry, dream and give you nightmares for days. (Did I mention that the boys are pretty?) For Tsubaki, my partner-in-crime in shounen-ai.

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