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Friday, August 6, 2004 Today's National Day Celebrations were utter crap. Went in an extra-large polo t-shirt and my pleated Rith-ish skirt, glaringly white and all. (I hate red. I think it looks awful, and I don't own a single red garment, except for a frumpy t-shirt I wear at home.) Carnival was... non-existant. Ended up sitting on a bench on the walkway, with Aegis, Liona, Hui Jing and Lenard, discussing everything from FF to ah... the stupidity of the day. And lots of FF. Yeah. At least it was breezy. And I got to eat malted candy. But other than that, it was boring. Mr. Lau took too long to fall into the dunking machine. And I still think they should have held his head under. $1200 - you'd expect some sort of worthwhile show. Idiots, all. Arranging late-minute 'photoshoot stuff'. Just realised that the number of people coming isn't half as overwhelming, when I put it down on paper. Thank god for lists. My knight came over today, and we sang, and were fangirlish, yes. She carted off my Chobits books and episodes (her lastest obsession.) I wonder if I have any voice left for Sunday now. And Cherry... don't worry. What Eva said is not what you think it's about. The Inu he's refering to is the Lacus who was with us during the Sentosa photoshoot a while back. No one's plotting anything. *lol* Cheer up ne~ Too lazy to lvl-up in RO now. Will wait for Aurenn to come on tomorrow afternoon, so that I can, ah, 'tank' her. =.= An... acolyte tanking a thief. That is just so wrong. Ishthar: And sad. That too. ... she wrote at 10:43 p.m.Sunday, August 1, 2004 RO gets tiring after awhile. I didn't have the enthusiasim to make it to job lvl 50 to get my Priestess class today. I'm about eight job lvls away and I want to cry whyistheslottedsaint'srobedroppedinbyablandungeonlevel3ARGH. Maybe it's not too late to become a Monk. A girl monk. Or something. Who am I kidding, my build is totally screwed. =X The only good part is the AGI I've been pumping, and even that doesn't save me when I get swarmed (which is, like, very time I step into a dungeon because my party consists of insominiacs and gamers and I AM A STUDENT IN THE MORNING SESSION DAMMIT. So we hardly ever fight together nowadays. Hur.) [I would like a Bongun is a pet. You know. Cute floating boy on an imaginary leash. =3 A Sohee might not be bad either. Maybe I should dress up as one - I have the 'si ren lian' perfected already.] ... she wrote at 12:07 a.m.Friday, July 30, 2004 Longing is the bliss of thieves getting kills. A dream:The swamp is glowing with the phosphorescence of a thousand bloated corpses - a thousand drowned lovers, a thousand stillborn lies. It is night, and there is window hanging above that shows the moon in a different patch of sky. There is clay around my feet and I am waist-deep in bodies and murky water and someone is calling my name - The waters close over and I am staring up at fishes eating at the empty eye sockets of faces I once knew, as they ghost over. Carnivores and candles. They turn to me and I scream. I choke on a mouthful of not-water like clove and tobacco and spring There is more after this. I cannot remember. A theory: Even capable people can be lonely. A fact: There are no true knights. ... she wrote at 03:44 p.m.Sunday, July 25, 2004 Went out with Pei Hui, Yoji-san, Fuyutsuki, Jay and Kyosuke today. Clarke Quay isn't exactly the Pit of Voles, as Yoji-san puts it, but merely a wonderful place to spend your entire month's allowance at a go. And I have to stop taking loans from Kyosuke and Pei Hui because argh I am brokeandtheregoesmylunchforthenextfourdays. *sulks* A Lacus Clyne figurine for $25 is crazy. I don't like her much, anyway. Give me Cagalli in her white military attire and an M-16 any day. In other news, I have a set of chibi Gundam Seed people. And life is... fairly cluttered. Quite tired of going out, am glad I'm going to have to stay at home until exams are over. (Okay, Pei Hui's birthday BBQ and the GSeed shoot don't count - I've been booked way in advance.) And no more RO, too. It's very distracting, yes. Connected my digicam, got a handful of interesting pictures from last week's Seed exhibition up. Strike
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3 - there were so many Strikes there. (I mean, well, duh. But still.
*irritated*) Some real phwoar poses though. I have pictures of Providence, Gascows, Buster and Freedom, but there are weird reflections from the display cases. I'll post them another day, when I get around editing them in Photoshop. Omake~
Figurines - my lastest acquision. Plastic figurine obsession mounting, oh
dear. Ramius: Ah! You found my blog! *glomps you* Yes, I love my layout, it's so green and gay isn't it? Skye: ... I'm trying to write it. Really, I am. *pause* *showers her knight with smutfic* Pei Hui: Zettai daijoubu dai yo~ Finished burning Hellsing for Aegis. *twaps Nero* Oi, stop trying to shut up my PC, you. Bern~ if you're reading this, I miss you madly and yes I read your lj but I am lazy and do not login to comment, but call me soon kthx. And aniki~ charge your handphone, please, I need to whine to you. *ducks baleful glares* Finished all my NTSS Biology papers. Now I must go iron my uniform. Goodnight.
... she wrote at 08:18 p.m. I am the magician's girl So many things have happened since the last time I blogged; don't really know where to begin. Life goes on - routine and utterly exhausting. Friends lost and new friends made. "Where one door closes, another opens." I could go on speaking in platitudes forever, you know. =P Thamina: Of course I remember you. XD I remember everyone. How've you been? Burning GSeed for Michael, because he is being annoying and pestering me for them, but also because he's an okay guy and I'm always partial to Seed fans. XD Lovers come and go, but friends stay. Right? At least, that's what I believe. I know I'm clingy and needy, and saying this doesn't justify anything, but, yes. I love well, but not often wisely, I'm afraid. I always end up suffocating the people around me, and they leave when I only want them to stay. That's why I had to let him go. Past experience says I'm suffering from a bout of infatuation, and true enough, three days later I'm back to obsessing over my anime boys again. (Haha.) Bite your tongue and smile, Alex. I don't want a summer fling. At least, now I know, I kept a friend. I feel strangely happy, and relieved. For once, I haven't ruined everything. I don't think I ever liked him that way, not truly, now that I think about it. He wasn't the ocean and he wasn't a lorelai, or a zephyr, or a will-o'the-wisp. Things you can't help falling desperately - and hopelessly - in love with. He was just an ordinary, nice boy, who laughed at my jokes and said the things I liked to hear.
tsuki akari No, he'd never be like that. I don't think I'll ever find anyone like that. I hope she's happy, now that I've made it clear. I hope he smiles for her, and tell her that's she's clever and wonderful and that he wants her to be beside him forever. kimi no arika ni nareru to shinji ta ... she wrote at 06:17 p.m.Monday, July 5, 2004 Yesterday's Cosfest was so fun~ Still a little high. We didn't win any awards, but we had so much fun. I love my team for it's spirit. Plus, we had such nice luggage carriers (ie. Kyosuke and Nicky. LOL) to help us out with our bags. Overall, I say, this was the one of my better cosplay convention experiences. (Much better than MAC 2002... and Cosfest 2003... where I was just lurking... Nothing can top MAC 2001, though.) Even if I saw that slimy sea-thing at the end. He sat down in front of me, spread his legs and started blabbering away to the people around me. Useless aniki, still talked to him. =.= (But anyway, I don't expect much from either of them.) That took a lot of sparkly high away (that, and my aching feet). I still wish Dynasty Warriors had won - they had gorgeous costumes, props and team-spirit to rival ours (haha - I'm biased). But the Naruto team was very well choreographed, so, I guess... *shrug* Whoever says we were overly made-up, or catering too much to the fangirls, can go soak their heads. What are stage performances about, anyway? Making the fans happy, right? The applause we got at the end... the feeling beats even a perfect score. And if you want to talk about yaoi-fanservice, go look at Tenipuri. Not that I'm complaining about it, though. XD Everyone in my team was glad just to have a chance to go on stage - and I'm happy they weren't hung up over not getting any prizes. We only managed to reherse our skit twice on the actual day, and our team was put together two weeks before the event - by all standards, we should have failed miserably. But we didn't. This shows, at least, there's some decent spirit left. So, look out Fantasia 2004! When GSEED: Destiny is out, you know which team to watch out for! >D For wrath! For ruin! And for really big, gay Gundams! YOSSSH~! ... she wrote at 10:51 a.m.Saturday, July 3, 2004 All alone at home. My parents left for Genting on Friday. My brother went to my uncle's house to spend the night. I've finished watching all the GSeed episodes I have. Guess it's just me and ... well... my WinAmp player with 'Freedom Jibaku' on loop. Tomorrow is the Big Day (ie. Cosfest). Time to put my Asuran costume to good use and entertain the fangirls. (I still can't get used to spelling it 'Athrun'... thought both are alright, 'Athrun' conjures bad images of Kira's and Klueze's dubs lisping horribly. So, yes. Asuran it is.) I like makeup - not on myself, though, it's a bloody chore. Plus, I've not got much of anything to flaunt. For me, makeup is a salvage attempt, not a 'feature highlighting' excercise. Alex's lame 'practical' justification: the powder particles reflect the light and camera's flash, giving you a more even tone. Sans makeup I would look even more like a bag of lumpy flour, so, yes, I'm really doing your group shots a favour. Doing makeup for others is fun, though. It's like, painting, sort of. One of these days, I'll just not cosplay, and come along to do makeup and photography. I wouldn't mind, once I've gotten good enough at it. *sigh* Everyone's either offline or chiong-ing their costumes. I completed mine this afternoon - worked up the desperation to cut off all the embellishment on a pair of my white boots and mod them into Asuran's. Funky turqoise things - maybe I can pass them to Rika for her gunner Yuna belt...? Superglue is horrible to work with. I ruined one of the shoulder patches (the triangle, not the ZAFT insignia, thank god). I hope it doesn't show in the pictures. >.< Argh. Aniki is at his friend's place having dinner, Bern is uncontactable (as usual), Skye is out sightseeing with friends, and I don't know half of the people in my phonebook well enough to call them up for no good reason. =X Once again, my pathetic dependency is painfully obvious. I should just say: Get your free, clingy Alexiel with every 20-minute conversation! Good for bad quotations, mispronounciations, duets, and rambling. Hn. Too tired to use the computer anymore. Will contemplate eyeshadow shades while watch bad Saturday movies. (Actually, Mother picked them out already. =.=;;) Tonight, I claim the master bedroom. Ha! Feck, the music is creeping me out. That, and the crickets. ... she wrote at 08:52 p.m.Friday, July 2, 2004 Catching up on Gundam Seed - kudos to Aegis for the discs. <3 You know what's sad? The fact that I'm actually drooling over... the mecha. Yes. I want to pilot Blitz (and Aegis, a close second.) Of course, that's just my sad little fantasy. A question I posed to D: "Which is a better location: the locker room or the mobile suit cockpit? Discuss." Obviously, the locker room wins in terms of space and maneuverability. Added perks: long benches, tiled floors, wall-to-wall lockers (ie. standing room) and funky echoes (ohohoho). Of course, any proper locker room would be connected to the showers... which lends for even more variety. A definete plus - I'm all for permutations. However, compared to the mobile suit cockpit, the locker room lacks originality. Now, the cockpit is naturally more cramped and crowded with control panels. Seating capacity in the cockpit is one - however, spacious, well-cushioned, sturdy chair. It takes a lot more imagination to fully utilize the avaliable space. The closed hatch may pose a problem, however, limited head space is merely a minor inconvinience. Leg room underneath the control panels seems to be fairly ample. In lock-down mode, with the outer hatch closed, there is very little one cannot achieve with a little flexiblilty and muscle strength (both of which, I am told, Co-ordinators possess in startling quantities). The key word here is ingenuity. Alas, three seems to be a crowd, though I heard, these gentlemanly Co-ordinator boys can be very... accomodating. Overall, I say, the mobile suit cockpit appeals more to me - I would choose form over comfort. Though, once the hatch is locked down, the inner working of the cockpit are not privy to a general audience, there is the small matter of a discreet communications camera installed in a high vantage point (ideally, equipped with zoom and sound channels)... I leave the rest up to you. ... she wrote at 08:48 p.m.Tuesday, June 29, 2004 My Asuran costume is finished! YAY~!!! *GENKI GENKI!!!* Ahem. Well. Burning Hellsing episodes for Aegis and reading through the GSeed skits. My god - the entire thing is pure shounen ai fanservice. I hope Kira doesn't hate me forever after this. Just recieved my schedule - 'O' Level Listening Comprehension this Saturday and Orals on the eight. GWAAAH. Bio Prelim papers - one down, three to go. ;_; ... she wrote at 04:44 p.m.Sunday, June 27, 2004 Went for Kohaku yesterday. It was great - I haven't had such a high at any event since 2001. As a 'spectator' (okay, I was allowed 'backstage' without any fuss at all. Sneak peek - haha.) I really couldn't see any 'loss in quality', so to speak, even with the six last-minute no-shows. This year's Kohaku had a lot more spirit than I ever would have imagined. Fantastic job, guys. V^^V Sat with Pei Hui, talked loads, got to know her better. Met Wilfred there, too, at the end. Two hours later, chatting on the phone, and it's just like old times, now with him as my official 'aniki' on top of being my Yaoi Crack Dealer. *cough* Like I said, he's a nice guy, stuck by me for three years. You don't forget people like him. You can get high singing Chou~ Baked brownies today - instant-mix! XD Tasty, but a bit too... spongy for my liking. Shall have to dig up a proper recipe for them next time. School's starting tomorrow. T_____T S'no fair. Going to chiong homework after school and try to finish my collarpins. Tsu: Lorelei just wreck ships. And yes, I know. *smile* Thanks for caring, though. staring at the sea -Nine Inch Nails, The Great Below ... she wrote at 07:02 p.m.Saturday, June 26, 2004 I can't conjugate verbs to save my life. Woke up this morning feeling like I'd had my head split open and sew back up again in the course of the past six hours. The weather outside is absolutely "Grey Sky Morning". I'm sure two sips of Bailey's doesn't do this you. I hate you. Even now I think of you. You're the the bitterness in the back of my mouth, the bullet stitched up in my side, the piano chord falling apart in my hands, the sound of the ocean I dream of and cannot dispel no matter what prayers I try. Now there's someone else, who doesn't pound in my head like moon-stirred surf, or threatens to drag me under and fill my lungs with sweet madness. Not like you, my Icarus, my Kir, my changeling sea-prince, silence dripping from your fingers like black pearls and hexes, your words like saltspray flung into my face. Sea-princes do not love, the old woman says. Sea-princes may woo and bait you with oceansong, but the heart of a sea-prince is as strange and fathomless as the sea itself. You cannot love the sea. You can sing to it and weep over it and wail and scream and rant, and all it will do is swallow your words and your tears without a sound. You can give your heart to the sea. It will swallow this too, as unquestioningly as all the other things. Under the sea we all fall upwards, and this I know, oh, I know, I know. The ocean takes, you sacrifice. The ocean claims what it will. Kir is gone, the song is gone, and the tide breaks mercilessly as it always has and always will, unchanged. And here I am, standing on the shore, with a stranger who dares not speak to me, and a girl beside me, curled up and singing to herself, who I cannot touch and cannot hold, lost in her own sea-dream. Another ocean, another Peri watching the tide go out. You are gone, and we are sundered forever. ... she wrote at 09:55 a.m.Friday, June 25, 2004 June holidays have been very 'slack'... just realised the sheer amount of Bio assignments we have to complete. o.O Aiiiieeee~ Will probably have to finish at least one full prelim paper, and my E Maths TYS as well by Sunday. Ugh. Athrun's collarpins are giving me absolute hell. The cloth + interfacing trick doesn't work very well. The collarpins are supposed to be mini bevelled '3D' ZAFT insignias. I think I'll have to buy clay, mold and paint them myself. GWAH. -_o This outfit is very time-consuming, yes, it is. I don't even want to think about boot covers. I'll just wear Skye's calf-high boots and say ZAFT was extra stingy with the allowance this quarter. =.= Going for Kohaku tomorrow to support everyone. =^^= Surprisingly, got permission very easily, even though the concert ends at night. o.O;; (Don't think I'll have time to bake something for them before it, though. Anyway, brownies are bad for your throat.) Still, gambatte, minna~ ... she wrote at 11:24 p.m.Friday, June 25, 2004 *looks at tagboard* lacus clyne: -_-;Zala: I know I am lacus clyne: very funny Zala: type-o lacus clyne: what was that for? Zala: LACAS! lacus clyne: very good^_^ Zala: I am fine how ru lacus clyne: oops sorry type-o (Zala)^_^hehe lacus clyne: how are you Zalla? lacus clyne: oh, somone is here,hello Zala: helloooo Zala: N E 1 there lacus clyne: ok, bye lacus clyne: is anyone there? lacus clyne: ^_^ lacus clyne: hello God, you people are sad. IT'S NOT A BLOODY CHATBOARD. ... she wrote at 11:59 a.m.Thursday, June 24, 2004 Correction: I can't talk to Skye... without being molested. o.O;; *whips out black marker and starts striking out the tagboard* Gwwaah. Collected my Asuran costume today! *sparkleSPARKLESPARKLE* Squee! The collar is little too low though... but what can I say? It's better than anything I could have done EVER. Cotton drill is soft enough to wear without lining, without looking frumpy. A bit of starch and ironing and it'll be perfect. <333 Plus, dropped by People's Park and auntie had the /perfect/ fabric remnant for the belt. It's like, white cotton drill or something, but thicker weave. One hour later and some interfacing - viola! Asuran belt is complete! I still have plenty for the 'collar lining' (a bit of white shows underneath his jacket collar... sort of like a kimono? *lol*) ... she wrote at 07:50 p.m.Wednesday, June 23, 2004 My tailor pushed back the costume deadline /again/ to... this weekend. T___T I am nearly hysterical with... the waiting. Argh! Anticipation! *sobs into ZAFT patch* *ZAFT patch's border starts to unravel* ;_; Listening to the GSeed radio drama tracks over and over in an attempt to make myself feel better. (Apleasing the inner fangirl... god, that's sad.) ... I miss Skye, but I can't talk to her without getting my head bitten off. *crawls under blankets and hides until this Saturday* I go from day to day Monday, June 21, 2004 Sen - I want to do Fllay. And Skye likes to dominate. (Captured Fllay x Yzak. Oh my.) Classes tomorrow at eight. T__T Three and a half hours of doing English compresion practice and honing our 'summary skills'. What could be more fun? At least I managed to catch Shrek 2 today. Oh FWEEEE! I love that show. XD The animation (*GAPE*), the cheesy parodies... and the music. Tom Waits' Little Drop of Poison! <333 And Jennifer Saunders' Holding Out For A Hero. WOAH. God, I love that song now, more than I did after I heard Frou Frou's cover. She gives it so much oomph. It's fantastic. Going to watch Friends now. XD Jaaa~ ... she wrote at 09:56 p.m.Sunday, June 20, 2004 Completed the insignia embroidery this morning. Backed it with interfacing and now, am slavishly 'hemming' the border (with ugly mishapen stitches). My thumb feels dislocated. ;_; Surely, there must be some better way to make uniform patches. Looking through the artbook scans today. Found myself thinking that it would be fun to cosplay Fllay in her pink Earth forces jacket. Afterall, I have her boots and her skirt (pleather, baby) already. With a few patterns, a pair of boot covers and bottle of 'Ruby' hairdye, I could be bitching right up your alley, Kira-kins. XD Then again... *thinks about embroidering OMNI insignia* GWAAAAAAHHH. I could really use one of those custom sewing-machine 'embroidery cards' right now. ;_; *goes back to trying to salvage badge* EDIT: 1755 - WAHAHAHAHA! It's finished! ... she wrote at 03:23 p.m.Saturday, June 19, 2004
LOL! I wasn't even trying for it. I thought I'd get Sai or something. XD ... she wrote at 11:32 p.m.Saturday, June 19, 2004 I was watching GSeed today on TV (ugh. the dub. UGH) and I was struck by one of Fllay's 'typical' quotes: "How can you respect someone who messes around with their genes? It's not natural! It's not how God intended it to be!" I thought about it for a while (...and Gattaca, but that's another story), then I sat down and wrote this. ------ Ever Sweetly Lacus smiles. Her reflection in the mirror smiles back. "Smile, the whole world smiles with you!" she says aloud, in her sing-song way. With her hands clasped in front of her, she turns, this way and that. Her dress falls neatly, without needing to be tugged, pressed smooth and not a single crease in sight. She does a pirouette, and her skirts twirl obligingly, flaring in a perfect circle. Satisfied, she picks up her brush and starts brushing her hair, humming the first tune that comes to mind - something about stars, something about dreams. Who will it be, she wonders? A prince? Carefully, she parts her hair, gathers it high for moment, and lets it fall again. A general's son? A senator's son? Bearing roses? Her brush slides through, from crown to end, without snagging even once. Oddly, this does not comfort her as it should. One hundred strokes in the morning, one hundred strokes at night - a useless ritual, but soothing nonetheless. Lacus Clyne's hair was never made to be tangled. Neither, she thinks, still humming sweetly, was Lacus Clyne's skin made to be blemished, nor her teeth crooked or anything but pearly white. Lacus Clyne has hair the colour of rosebuds, fine and rich, that falls in gentle waves. Lacus Clyne need never rogue her cheeks (though she may choose to do so), or powder her face, or colour her lips, or tease her hair into obedience, because everything is perfect as it is. Lacus Clyne is gifted with grace and poise, and a voice to make a nightingale weep. Her brush trembles for a moment, then, resumes its diligent strokes. Yes, Lacus Clyne was born to be gentle and demure, and above all, unquestioning. "A prince... a prince... my shining prince... come, my love, to me... to me... ..." The door slides open. "M'am?" "Yes?" She sets down her brush. "Mr. Zala has just arrived. He's waiting for you in the parlour." She gets up, and puts the brush away, the sole item in the drawer of her vanity. She turns to look at the serving maid, placing her face. "Chiaki?" The serving maid blinks, then hastily bows. "Yes, m'am." She nods. Chiaki bows even lower. "Thank you, Chiaki. Tell him I'll be right down." "Right away, m'am." She hurries away. Lacus looks towards the mirror, and slides her hairclips in. They click shut. She shakes out her sleeves and gives herself one final look. She is radiant. Asuran Zala will be pleased. Her reflection in the mirror smiles sadly back. Author's notes: Friday, June 18, 2004 metaphor '一个完美的圆圈'- haha. (Yes, I finally learnt how to use ChineseStar.) Re-read 'Full Moon wo Sagashite', now I'm in complete shoujo!angst mode. Suddenly taken by this urge to write bad romance fic. In Chinese. ;_; What is the world coming to? ... she wrote at 12:10 p.m.Thursday, June 17, 2004 Crisis adverted. Bought cloth (still there, thankfully) and brought it to the tailor. Costume will be ready in one week's time. (Phew.) ... she wrote at 05:19 p.m.Wednesday, June 16, 2004 Was going through my old (positively ancient) e-mails and following my correspondance with W. It's... sad, looking back on how much everyone's changed. He was a nice guy - still is, just a bit less, well, talkative nowadays. *raises Coke can* To your health, m'lady. And remember that you are your own, and no one else's. You don't forget people who tell you things like that. Guess it's partly my fault that we're hardly talking nowadays. I mean, what with my charming, attention-starving fourteen year-old histronics you can hardly blame the guy for being loathe to converse, since everytime he picked up the phone it was *angstangstangst*. *sigh* (Alex, you idiot...) Think I shall call him tomorrow. Don't want to lose a good friend in such a pointless manner. ... she wrote at 11:55 p.m.Wednesday, June 16, 2004 ... No one seems to be sure which Kira or Asuran they're refering to. *bwahahahahaha* My tailor called, and said she'd run out of cloth for the leather work on my jacket. ;_; Will have to dash over to People's Park tomorrow with Skye. Hope the material is not sold out. *crosses fingers*
into the sea of waking dreams - Sarah McLachlan, Possession ... she wrote at 02:10 p.m.Tuesday, June 15, 2004 Things I learnt: 1. Anything tailored for a guy will NEVER fall nicely on a girl-ish frame. EVER. 2. Reapplying your face powder is vital, lest you end up looking like a streaky, flushed, rape victim. 3. Always bring a mat if you intend to sprawl in the sand. 4. If you want nice photos, you most likely have to take them yourself. 5. When in doubt, giggle. 6. Bring a change of sensible shoes. Very, VERY important!!!11 7. Be mindful of your curfew. =P 8. Wear an all white-ensemble and apply makeup for others at your own risk. 9. ALWAYS SUCK IN YOUR STOMACH AND CRANE YOUR NECK. ... she wrote at 07:58 p.m.Saturday, June 12, 2004 Mother took me to get my hair rebonded today. What can I say? It looks very... ... straight. Young brother: OMG NOXIOUS CHEMICAL FUMES ATTACK!!!1 AAAAHHHHH!! Me: *waves hair in his direction* Be afraid. BE VERY AFRAID. Him: EEEEEEE!! *fight ensues* =.=;; Aside from the general commentary on my new hairstyle ("Look, it's so shiny." "Shiny meh? Looks WEIRD." "Can I touch?" "DON'T TOUCH." "Touch won't die lah!" "EEEEE EVIL CHEMICALS WILL CORRODE YOUR BRAAAAAINS!!!" "SHUT UP!") I have also managed to secure sponsorship for my Asuran costume. Yeah, baby. w00t! XD Also, my younger brother, the lastest Asuran/Kira convert. I didn't do anything. He pointed out the gayness himself. We spent the entire evening watching dance programmes and labelling all the female dancers "Kira" and the male ones "Asuran". (His idea too.) Naturally, you can imagine all the *cough* poses they go up too. ("VERY NICE." "You're a PERV.") Hence the inspiration for the new layout! Well, sort of. Um. Yes. Anyway. Sentinel: YO~OOO! T_T You haven't updated for ages. XD Coming on Monday? ... she wrote at 09:42 p.m.Wednesday, June 9, 2004 Set off for school this morning only to to realise on the bus that classes have been cancelled because Mdm V. lost her voice and Mr. C is in Thailand. WTH?? Well, serves me right for not checking my handphone earlier. =P ... she wrote at 02:58 p.m.Monday, May 31, 2004 "O" Level Chinese paper today. I'll be glad if I pass. Skye came over today, and we baked shortbread cookies. Rather messy. But tasty nonetheless. I'm sure I had a lot more to say. Wan shang zian dao guei, zhen shi bu xing, ba ben xiao jie de xing qing quan gao huai. >P ... she wrote at 11:21 p.m.Friday, May 28, 2004 Bought a new shirt today. It's boat-necked. Good cotton. Very comfortable and 'sweet-looking'. Probably the youngest-looking thing I have in my wardrobe. I'd go preppy, ivy-league if I could afford it, but I guess this is good enough. Drew Eiko, watched the people around me mug for Chinese. Ran around photocopying things for classmates and my form teacher. So tiring. Hate O Levels. Want to sew ZAFT uniform ASAP. Bought a new diary. Am going to be down to a very pathetic costume budget if I don't curb my spending soon. ... she wrote at 05:37 p.m.Sunday, May 23, 2004 LieK oMG aSuRaN & cAGaLLi R soo kAWaii 2GetHeR I cOulD juZ diE oMg!!!!!1oneone Moving all my anime episodes over to the new drive. Very time-consuming, yes. =.= Downloading 'Ragnarok the Animation'. I hope it's nice. Maybe they'll have cute acolytes. Yeah. This blog needs a new layout quite desperately. ... she wrote at 10:08 p.m.Saturday, May 22, 2004 Don't... have... the... lung power... and... stamina... to... sing that... G Seed ending... I... really... like... ... *throws a hissy fit and flings microphone headset to far corner of room* ARGH! 'Anna ni issho datta no ni' is so deceptively easy - listening to the singer you'd think she was filing her nails while she sang. But, in actual fact, damn! The run-on lines! The breathy notes that force me to change key so horribly! The cutesy voice I cannot maintain for more than two verses! And I really liked this song too!! *bursts into tears* [/melodrama] In other news, I am a rabid G Seed fan now. Skye has utterly done me in. I'm drawing Cagalli/Asuran fanart. It won't be long now before I start buying modelling kits and pitifully attempt to construct Aegis. Yeah. Why do I always get into these thing so late?! ... she wrote at 11:11 p.m.Wednesday, May 19, 2004 There are dead leaves blowing about my room. ... Hmmph. Someone forgot to close the screen doors again. Exams are over; got back most of my results. Not fantastic, but not too pathetic either. Maybe my father won't toss my tablet out of the window afterall. (No, he's too cheap for that. He'll probably box it up, and say that he broke it over his knee. Pwwoarh. =P) Trin's fanfiction makes my head spin, and all the bunnies are clamouring again. Awful racket it is, up there. Reading W. Somerset Maugham and having his Proper British Style rub all over your writing doesn't really help either. Mother has all the books - play transcripts not included, sadly - except 'Of Human Bondage' and 'Collected Short Stories III' which some collegues took off with and never returned. I'm reading 'Cakes and Ale' right now, it is truly is quite engrossing. [Did you know - Walter appears in a Hellsing insert reading 'A Moon and Sixpence'? Quite tickled about it.] Off to indulge the bunnies and then, sleep. School resumes its normal timetable from tomorrow onwards. At this rate, I'll never get any rest. ... she wrote at 09:23 p.m.Thursday, May 13, 2004 I wonder who plans these examination schedules, because having Geography and A Maths Paper 2 on the same day is rather sadistic, don't you think? I do, however, get to skip school tomorrow (and stay home and mug for Biology), because I'm not taking Pure Physics. Which means, finally, eight hours of proper sleep. Yay. ... she wrote at 04:30 p.m.Monday, May 10, 2004 Excercise regime: 15 laps20 push-ups 20 sit-ups as much yoga I can do without wretching my back Boyish, mid-riff-baring figure here I come. =P Stupid Chemistry paper. My mole calculations are totally screwed AND I mixed up the 'dot-and-cross' diagrams for ionic and covalent molecules!! 2 MARKS!!! AARRGGHH!!!1one SS paper tomorrow and I have not yet even started. And 10 A Maths sum due by 8 p.m. today. Social Studies is thinly-disguised GOVERNMENT PROPAGANDA posing as global CASE STUDIES and DEMOGRAPHIC TRENDS. SCREW YOU NATIONAL EDUCATION MESSAGES!! *sets book on fire* A HA. A HAHAHAHAHAHA!! *cough* Erm, right. (Only Venice is nice to study. But we're not being tested on that. =P) Piffle. Think I'll go swim first. ... she wrote at 02:11 p.m.Saturday, May 8, 2004 Why are there ants all over my computer table? o.O Have tons of A Maths sums to finish before my tuition teacher comes, and I don't feel like doing any. Blah. Been spending hours talking with Astell over the phone lately. She's so sweet. Even if I am her princess / convinent pr0n-fic-art supplier / whathaveyou. Typing skills are going down the draaaaaain. Chatting with Tami and making typos every three lines. >.<;; I am incapable of coherent thought, having been rendered senseless by large amounts of codine-laced painkillers for my 'flu. Off to scan in stuff for my DA 'scrapbook' (SCRAPS). Toodles. ... she wrote at 02:23 p.m.Friday, May 7, 2004 Below: Gattaca, Eugene/Jerome, post Irene-Jerome, R-ish. Yes, it's slash. So don't read it if you don't like it. P/s: I assume you've watched the movie or it makes no sense. =P * Jerome talks about the sea, in hushed, drowsy tones, the rise and fall of his words stirring Eugene's hair. Here is the bed, here is the window and here is the dawn that has not yet broken. Jerome's candence is an insidious thing, Eugene reflects, tempting, oh so tempting, to close his eyes and drift, swallowed up in it. But Eugene is a difficult person, and always will be. Here are the linen sheets, freshly starched, now sweaty, crumpled, cooling. Here is the space between two bodies, and here is the ghost of a woman who lies between them. Here is yet another prediction they could not make, another complication to add to his failings. Emotions. Attachment. Sloughed-off skin and stolen kisses. Blood and water, shed and bled, given, traded. Eugene stares at the ceiling. Will he started seeing constellations now, alongside his drowned dreams? "Jerome?" Eugene says, and it comes out so easily now, like he had never worn that name. "Hmm?" "Go to sleep." Jerome looks up, surprised at how gentle Eugene's voice is. Eugene is turned towards him, for once. Jerome does not sigh, but merely closes his eyes and leans into Eugene's awkwardly-held arms, listening, quietly, to his steady heartbeat. Against the dip of Jerome's shoulder, Eugene watches and waits for the sun to rise.
* ... she wrote at 04:02 p.m.Sunday, May 2, 2004 Sorted out my entire data harddrive and this is a great accomplishment, yes. Making lists (because this is what sensible people do.) Things decaying in my harddrive: Alucard/child!Integra pr0nSeras!angst Fayth poetry Chesire/Alice tea-time quibbles steampunk origi-fic godI'msososorry Fic bunnies eating up my head: Oscar/Merryweather [Count Cain]Sutty/Yara [Ursula K. Le Guin, "The Telling"] Seifer/Rinoa [you know I had to write this someday] For the truly bored, you can indulge in this little meme: My Life as a WinAmp Playlist [pick seven songs that you best relate to. pretentiousness granted.]: Tom Waits, BarcarolleLisa Loeb, Hurricane The Endless, Ache Tori Amos, Hey Jupiter This Ascension, Swandive A Perfect Circle, Orestes Remy Zero, Belong ... she wrote at 03:37 p.m. Friday, April 30, 2004 Went out. Looked at fabric I couldn't afford. Feet hurt. Miss Bern. Talked to Skye. Fell asleep constructing a storyline. Woke up half-an-hour later. Feet still hurt. ... she wrote at 09:10 p.m.Sunday, April 25, 2004 Sunday morning, just recovering from the 'flu. Mid-years in full swing next Monday. Writer's block. Can't bring myself to revise. A distraction, right now, would be good. ... she wrote at 10:27 a.m.Friday, January 7, 2000 In school, having Physics in the computer lab. Been looking at this for the past 45 mins. So utter pointless. Aegis isn't here today. Lucky girl. Almost complete with FF9. On Disc 4. When I'm done, I'll restart and do all the sidequests properly. Pffffftt. Chinese Mid-Year tommorow. Four years worth of 'ci yu' to study, and I have started yet. I fully intend to forfeit the 10 marks alloted for fill-in-blanks. ... *sigh* ... she wrote at 11:01 a.m.Friday, April 16, 2004 Up since seven playing FFIX. |t 0wnz j0. Enough said. ... she wrote at 11:34 a.m.Sunday, April 4, 2004 Today I wrote exactly 492 words of pure drivel promoting the anti-drug message in an overwrought spasm of hysteria revolving around torn canvas and dead girlfriends. I would have written about opium dreams, but no the message has to be clear. Today I burnt egyptian jasmine incense for the first time and fell madly in love with it. From now on, my room with forever smell of Pokka Green Tea (TM). Today I ironed my uniform without being told, then realised I hadn't studied for two tests tomorrow. Today I woke up to rain, and the first proper overcast sky in years (alright, maybe less). Today I realised that I don't miss him anymore, and that if I called right this moment, I would probably laugh my head off and, very politely, hang up the phone. Then, I would go make waffles. Today has been a strange and interesting day. ... she wrote at 07:27 p.m.Sunday, March 28, 2004 Nowadays, I find it much easier to draw than to write. Which is odd, considering, how I always thought my one redeeming grace was my writing. ("The English language is my bitch, yo.") Pounding out artwork, almost slavishly. The thing I like about drawing is, that you can really lose track of time when you get engrossed enough in it. It's even better than reading, or listening to music. For me, doodling isn't a product of boredom, or spontaneous inspiration. It's just a way to help me not, you know, think. Which seems to be the only thing I can do nowadays. *angstangstyANGST* Well, at the risk of going all emo, I should probably stop here. And Skye? You can give me a call anytime. I'm not only good for fanservice, you know. =D ... she wrote at 01:45 p.m.Saturday, March 20, 2004 Oh god, I make the worst spelling mistakes EVER. Getting used to a tablet is harder than I thought. After all the trouble I went throught to get it, you'd think, you know, it wouldn't hate me this much. GAH. ... she wrote at 10:31 p.m.Friday, March 19, 2004 Player and codecs for the DVD rips took forever to work, damn, they are so worth it. *drools shamelessly over Alucard* Ngh. Oh god, episode 1. "This is the part where you close your eyes." O.O Seras is a lucky bitch. >P Will whore for good fic. And book vouchers. Yeah. I guess. *sideways glance* Art- and fic- wise, only, mind. Unless you're Carroll or Wilde. Which you're not. Because they're both dead. Unfortunately. Went out with Bern today. Much fun. Am very full, though. Well, not that full, now. I can't believe it's Friday already. o.O Ack. All my holiday assignments still undone (!!) Dad is coming home later. I hope he still remembers our agreement. Some people on MSN are just too rude. *scowls* I don't know why I even care. ... she wrote at 12:53 a.m.Wednesday, March 17, 2004 Two days negoiating on WinMX. Several hours looking for VCDs in neighbourhood shops. Four Google search tries. Finally one Hellsing torrent secured. *dies a happy girl* (...although, I really should I have tried to search for torrent first. animesuki.com isn't the be all, and end all. afterall. =.=) ... she wrote at 11:17 p.m.Saturday, March 13, 2004 Found Joanne Harris' 'Coastliners' at the school library, so that's one less of her books I need to buy. *grin* I must, however, buy 'Five Quarters of the Orange'. If only I could remember to save up. >.< Feeling rather guilty for not writing for so long. Sing to me, O Muse, and through me, tell your story! One paragraphy of pretentious prettiness a day should not be this hard, dammit. ... she wrote at 08:50 p.m.Tuesday, March 9, 2004 Haven't been paying much attention in class lately, doodling all the time (lalalalalala~) Drew a ton of AG Alice sketches, and I roughed out this idea for a really spiffy picture for when I get my tablet. It's her, with her vorpal blade, standing in the library, up to her elbows in blood, dead bodies lying all around her and meta-crystals floating, glowing. And the caption would be: "Oh dear. It must have slipped." >D And I'm really too lazy to scan any sketches in, what with just finishing this freaking huge 30-layer picture of her and killing my joints in the process. Going to take a nap and pray the holidays get here faster. ... she wrote at 06:31 p.m.Sunday, March 7, 2004 David Mitchell's 'Cloud Atlas' is out!!!!111one Unfortunately, it is also a 'quality paperback' ($35++). Liona quite rightly says to 'wait until it's smaller'. Oh, piffle. Bought Suikoden III manga to make myself feel better. Drew Sarah/Yuber fanart. XD They would make such an interestingly unorthodox het 'ship. Finished an AG's Alice piece. I might use this as the new frontpage art, once I colour it. Markers or aquarelle? Hmm. Skye > *hunkers down with you in sand* *draws triangles* Bern: You! Argh! >.< What wonderful timing we both have. ... she wrote at 09:20 a.m.Thursday, March 4, 2004 New layout. Yay. Making voice clips. They are so terrible. Also, my Chesire/Alice squick-pairing needs to be shot before I start writing bad poetryohwaitIhave. Listening to the Scarlet's Walk CD again. Tori sure had a lot of guys, but damn, does she milk the fact well. Et in Arcadia ego. I miss Bern. I think I should give her a call. ... she wrote at 05:24 p.m. |
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