Fairy tales are more than true: not because
they tell us that dragons exist, but because
they tell us that dragons can be beaten.
- G. K. Chesterton
.Chii.
23rd March (same as Minekura Kazuya-sensei)
21. Dragon. Aries. Atheist. Cynic. Lamer. Perfectionist. Packrat. Ngee Ann Pri. School choir.
Tanjong Katong Sec. School choir. Temasek Poly. Logistics & Ops Mgmt. · · ·
The University of Newcastle (PSB Academy, Singapore campus). BA of Communication.
.Wishlist.
48 hours each day.
iPod nano 2nd gen skin and pouch.
For one, I'm not a self-proclaimed children-hater like Jill and honest to goodness I don't think that they are an abomination to mankind but really, parents should make sure if their little angels are capable of turning into monsters when they board public transports.
Some lower age limit or something should be set because I am getting quite irritated ("quite" being a milder version of the profanities that were rattling off at the back of my mind) with kids who have no idea how loud they are, while the mother just stands aside as if her creations weren't generating a common murderous consensus throughout the whole bus.
Social codes, manners and etiquettes should be instilled deep to the core from young, not unlike obedience training for dogs. Not a good comparison, I know, but to me, it best describes it. Like, hello? Respect for others' personal space, let alone strangers', is basic courtesy. No matter how young one is, it's common sense to not keep pushing against people you don't know.
Gah. Sometimes I wish that my old temper hadn't mellowed so I could act pissed whenever I feel pissed and not care about consequences.
Anyway, I was looking at Casio watches because... I like to entertain the fantasy that I have enough money to spare for a replacement for my four-year-old purple Casio Illuminator. And I saw this:
I'm sure you'll just antagonist me for old time's sake, but still!
Maybe I could save up more in time to buy the FUTURIST model for myself as a Christmas present. JT, let's go Bencoolen Street someday and ogle at watches? Hahaha...
*Project Status: Quality Management: COMPLETE! Logistics Operations Measurement: In progress! Bio-Chemical Logistics: Not even started *sheepish grin*
*Warning: exhibition of extreme fangirlism in one post.*
I saw an eye candy today from way back when I was in Primary5. Took me a while to realise why he looked familiar. And there were a few more minutes where the old memories flood in.
OMG my friend used to help pass notes between him and me!!! Which kind of started when I spotted him one day in school and thought that he looked like the illustrated version of Tobias from Animorphs. Doesn't hurt that Tobias was my favourite character from the series. He took the same school bus with that friend of mine back then and so she sort of suggested that I write to him and she'd pass the notes for me. Yup, and things sort of kicked up from there, although we only exchanged letters for not more than five times. Which is one reason why only I would recognise him, you see, I wrote with the alias Jacqueline (or some other spelling of the same pronunciation) so he didn't know who I was.
And OMG akufahlgiauhblviuhlfgiahbvrblhgfkanjvgosiuhlasivhnlrivnhcaoi-
HE STILL LOOKS SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO CUTE!!!!!! Why is it that guys with mixed Eurasian and Asia blood are so much cuter than the rest?
*Ahem* Please excuse me. I tend to resort to keyboard smashing when I'm too high to be coherent.
And he was sitting behind me on the bus on the way to school!!! *Swoons* Turns out he's in TP too! I ended up giggling for no reasons throughout the day with a silly smile on my face and successfully irritating the hell out of yl. Would it be mental to want to resume my stalking activities from eight years ago? Maybe I could somehow get in contact with him again and... *evilplottinglaughter* Oh, the things I could think of... *Snickers*
KY called me a pedophile when I told her about the guy. I mean, come one, he's only younger by two years!
One more thing I remembered was that I forgot his name. Dammit. I'm thinking Tom from Thomas, because I remembered in my second note to him years ago I asked if I could just call him by a shorter name. Or was it Nicolas and then Nick?
OMG he totally towers over me now! And to think we were the same height then.
I'm in class, sitting in the LOM lab and getting real bored so I'm going to spread my love of Big River songs stemming from my TKchoir days, because I'm random like that.
River in the Rain
River in the rain Sometimes at night you look like a long white train Winding your way away somewhere River, I love you Don't you care?
When you're on the run Winding some place just tryin' to find the sun Whether the sunshine, whether the rain River, I love you Just the same
But sometimes In a time of trouble When you're out of hand and your muddy bubbles Roll across my floor (ah~ah~ah~ah~) Carryin' 'way the things I treasure Hell, the ain't no way to measure Why I love you more Than the day I did before
River in the rain Sometimes at night you look like a long white train Winding your way away from me River, I've never Seen the sea
Yes, I've promised to sing this song for you, Pauline, because you haven't joined us then and didn't get to learn most of the Big River songs.
Some words that came into my mind after I read the Wikipedia article on Walk the Line and caught the tagline for the movie.
Love is a burning thing. It happens out of nowhere, Like brilliant bursts of fireworks. And when the explosions quiet down, It is the beauty of the colourful moment That lingers forever in the memories.
Strange things, that my mind comes up with. Must be all those manga and angsty fanfics that I've spent too much time reading.
I hate it when I'm being forced to shut down my laptop and go to sleep when inspiration is pouring in heavily for me to finish up chapter23 of Aki Kitsune. And it doesn't help that my muse is most awake at 1am.
Anyway, I saw this Daemon thing when I was randomly surfing the net. Must be some stuff for an upcoming movie. Looked kind of cool, not to mention that "daemon" reminded me of a song we all loved back in our TKchoir days. And I still do, now.
"There is strength in our differences, And there is comfort where we overlap."
Can't remember the exact place where I read that from, but I'm sure it was from a Harry Potter fanfiction. It seemed like the older fanfictions have more depth and better plot and character development, as compared to those updated/created in 2007. In the case of HD* fanfictions, anyway. And I haven't even begun reading SR** fanfictions. Grr...
I am now trying very hard to try completing chapter23 of Aki Kitsune, but it's proving to be an annoying pain in the rectum area. But, I'm still persevering, because I know there will not be much time for me to when school starts again after the end of this week, what with all the projects and stuff. I don't even want to start thinking about those things.
One thing that's recurring in my mind though, is Wild Adapter fanfiction. I've got an inspiration on a new WA fanfiction long ago in the bathroom (what's the deal with my muse intruding with my private bathroom-using time?) and I'm wondering how it may turn out to be.
It has crossed my mind to try writing an outright smut fic but I'd get all flushed up just arranging for the plot to develop towards that point and coming up with different yet classy and uncrude vocabulary for body parts and *ahem* positions so... to prevent myself from dying from embarrassment before the fic could even be finished, it may become one other fanfiction with only vague Minekura-sensei styled yaoi hintings.
And it's the first time that I've got the title and summary planned out before the fic's even started, much less completed. I am only so aware of how writing summaries for posting at FictionPress.Com and FanFiction.Net could stump me to such a horrible extent. Plus, I'm fickle when it comes to choosing a title.
Title: Cigarettes and Video Games Summary: You have the world twirled in your fingers while I played it in my hands. Your balance, my constant. Or was it the other way around?
I just can't get to starting the fic, when AK chapter23 is beckoning to me to complete it. *sigh* Dammit.
*HD: Harry/Draco slash fic. **SR: Sirius/Remus slash fic. My yaoi-contaminated mind is too lazy to explain how I crossed from Japanese yaoi to English slash.
New single before August ends. DVD release of last year's 15th anniversary live concert. New singles in both months of October and November. A new album after a lapse of two years and five months.
Let all that sink in and answer this question truthfully:
"Does all that NOT make you one VERY happy L'Arc fan?"
I for one, am very very very excited and am definitely anticipating all those activities planned throughout the final half of 2007 with uber-hyper psychotic jittery-ness.
Especially thunderstorms. In a sad, sombre, lost in the deafening pitter-patter, crashing thunder and blinding lightning piercing through dark grey clouds moments sort of slow half-filled contentment.
I saw a rainbow on the bus ride home from yet another project meeting in school today.
It was a large, brilliant, and complete arc of clear colours blending into the next.
We were mesmerised, me and my other two friends from the same diploma course because the few of them were going karaoke-ing at parkway. Like children with ages not reaching the double digit mark, we exclaimed, "oh"-ed, "ah"-ed, and "oh my gosh"-ed.
And suddenly, I felt content. In that moment, I was at peace with this crazy and heartless world. Even if it was just for a few short minutes, I felt free again.
ahem. second post of the day. i was deciding whether to post this or not... but i guess i should just go ahead with it. it's this inspiration that came when i was showering yesterday and i forgot to put it down into words until this afternoon when i was on the way to school for project meeting with julia, yl and wy.
it's a short... i don't know. drabble? poem? lyric? to me, it's just words that sort of told a story through musings and feelings.
yl said it felt kind of miserable. then again, the reason why wy only read the first chapter and the first paragraph of Aki Kitsune's chapter15 was because he said it was too emo (angsty! angsty, not emo! I INSIST!) for his taste, so... yeah. i have a fetish for angst.
ok, so i've been back from camp since two days ago, but i was too lazy to blog. laziness, it's like, my first nature. followed by it's sister, procrastination, and it's twin brothers sarcasm and cynicism.
anyway, i've finally put the converse voucher that i got for my birthday to good use!! aren't you guys proud of me, my dearest secondary4 gang? yl, ym and i met up early before camp on monday for lunch at tampines mall, and while waiting for ym (who was late, as usual, her own first nature), i suggested going to converse and attempt to use the voucher before it gets void.
lo and behold!! i found myself a new jacket; it was big, had very long sleeves, it's and hooded! been looking for one like that since i was 16.
so we went for camp after lunch and stopping at starbucks, and we were then brutally separated into groups (but i still had fabian in mine for bullying) for talentime. guess the theme?
"HEROES"
hah! in your face, fabian, you prison break fan, you!
for hours in the scorching afternoon sun, we played basketball and captain's ball, both of which induced horrible full-body aches that we felt after the nap we took when we reached home after camp ended. still, it's ok. i mean, if it weren't for that, i wouldn't know when's the next time i would ever get a chance to exercise. or that being able to attempt shots single-handedly is of wow-value. then throughout the evening, we (yl, ym, karen, pw) kept taking photographs of ourselves instead of the things around us- because you see, yl and i were terrified of all the ghost stories karthi told us- so i set a rule for myself:
"no flash photography after midnight!"
anyway, somewhere in between the whole night we were cam-whoring in the toilet, lecture theatre, and while we waited for our dinner.
our beloved business school canteen. that's ym's elbow in the last photo.
that would be pw's legs at the left.
ym's elbows again. black sony ericsson walkman phone is yl's, beige candybar phone is ym's and the lovely black clamshell phone is my dearest nokia 6131.
had cluedo afterwards. some sort of detective/csi game where they made us start with one clue and we had to explore the whole business block from first to fifth floor looking for more clues and "interrogating" the main committee members, who acted as characters in the story, for even more details clues to solve the mystery and figure out the family tree of the characters.
weirdest family i've seen, by the way. seems like almost every guy in the family has an affair with someone and the one who doesn't assumes that he's married to the girl that he had an unrequited love with. it was... fun, come to think of it, when we weren't busy worrying about being scared by our haunted faculty and dimmed/switched-off lights.
most of us didn't sleep that night. a few of us were playing dai di until 7am, karen was sharing ghost stories until 4 or 5am, genevieve was playing church songs on her guitar to other christian juniors, and others were watching movies in the lecture theatre.
well, if there's one thing i have to refute about God and his almightiness then, it's something to do with studying for exams.
gen said that if He didn't stike this metaphorical light in your head, no matter how you studied it still wouldn't work.
coming from a procratinating student like me, i still think that studying is one's own responsibility. it's up to you to figure out which are the important parts and which isn't. if you didn't even bother to try, then obviously no one, especially Him, isn't obligated to help give you a "spark" at all.
i'm as skeptical as atheists can get. i mean, it's pointless depending so entirely in something you can't see. something so severely intangible. something you can't even be totally sure to be there the whole time, but the best bet is to just hope that it'll be there when you need it to be.
isn't it enough to believe in your own self? it's more than enough, when you really give some thought to that.
and of couse i didn't say all that in front of gen. some people still need some form of faith in something. horoscopes, higher powers, power inducing minerals, blah. it just so happens that i believe in nothing but myself. i only mentioned the point about one's own resposibility to study in the first place, which she explained about everything being pointless if He didn't spark something, which, resulted in my whole mental debacle on this subject yet again.
oh, about dai di, it was yl's first time playing, and she won a lot of rounds too. as for me, i've finally figured out why i hardly win. my winning streak time is between 4.10am and 4.40am. win after win, literally. and it never happened before because i was always sleeping at that time. (oh, that was so obvious! *insert bimbotic voice, then gag at the sound of it*)
wake me up if anyone feels like playing dai di at 4am, all right?
i am leaving for LOM camp this afternoon! so excited!! um.. because i didn't bother to sign up for last year's so i might as well join this year, seeing that it's my last year in TP. and to fully utilise the fund that we had contributed to.
anyway, i'm posting up chapter16 of Aki Kitsunehere at my website and here at FictionPress. i know i usually post every half a month but it's to sort of make up for my hiatus during term tests.
YAYness! chapter 15 of Aki Kitsune is finally up after my hiatus for mid-semester tests!
as usual, it can be read from my website, or here, from FictionPress.Com.
and now, i'm going on an intense editing session for chapter 16. let's keep our fingers crossed that i can get it posted before i leave for LOM camp on monday afternoon.
*yawn* this afternoon had been sort of sluggish. you know, those kinds where the slow heat and the heavy sunshine cooked your brains and made your mind hazy with fuzz as if your head had been stuffed full of cotton. everything felt so languid and thick and slow, and although there is a hint of sleepiness, you'd rather keep doing what you had been doing, just at a slower pace because your cotton brain isn't processing things as fast as the genuine grey matter.
anyways, i had been editing Aki Kitsune chapter15 today and will most probably conduct an intense editing session tonight to post it by today, if i can. because if i don't then chapter16 won't make it up by sunday, or monday morning latest, before i leave for the camp organised for my diploma course.
so! back to editing~ *yawn*
oh, forgot to mention, i've created an account on netlog, somewhat similar to... i don't know. friendster? "where are you now?" those sort of online communities, let's all make friends, find people on the web sort of site.
and i've already received 2 mails today!! how hilarious is that? totally flabbergasted when the first was a message that called me "babe" *insert gagging sound* and suggested that i find him on friendster or msn messenger.
catch number 1: i don't use friendster anymore since years ago. useless site, at least to me.
catch number 2: isn't it superficial to private message someone because his or her profile picture looks nice? this just constitutes one more reason why i hardly ever post my photos on the internet.
well, the second message was even funnier.
oh my god, what is this? an attempt at poetry, prose and adoration? was it because my extra profile on the site had the answer of "Cracking lame jokes in an attempt to be romantic." to the question: "What do you think is romantic?"
*guffaws* this is so terribly unbelievably crack-your-jaw-HILARIOUS. at least attempt to type in proper logical sentences- D'OH.
and didn't i put it in my profile as "Single & not interested"? stop writing me strange messages of admiration! i won't be able to handle the responsibility of the limelight and all the crazed fans worshipping the virtual ground i walk on!
i am dead-beat-about-to-roll-out-of-my-seat-shut-my-eyes-any-instant-now-and-not-open-them-until-after-ten-years-seal-myself-in-my-bed-for-all-eternity-never-wake-from-slumber-TIRED.
mid-semester tests ended this afternoon and it didn't get off on a good start today.
i was lending my pen to klara, who forgot to bring her pencilcase, and so by my instinct of stupidity, i followed her into her test classroom, which isn't my test classroom. i got so weirded out by the unfamiliar classroom dimensions and i actually told another coursemate that he's sitting in my numbered seat. then i looked around and- lo and behold!- i don't recognise anyone from my class in that room. turns out julia followed me in to the wrong classroom, too, and we quickly scampered out to our own test venue.
and in the rush even before the last paper started, i forgot to keep my handphone in my bag until the lecturer reminded us about it. had to walk to the front and hastily stuff it in my bag. then, when the paper started, i found a loose sheet of notes in my textbook. and we all know what they say about open-book tests and examinations.
NO LOOSE PAPERS ALLOWED.
which was why i had to inform the lecturer about it and make another trip to my bag, lest they do a spot-check and stop me from taking the test because of that piece of notes.
gah. i felt so stupid throughout the paper, and it didn't help that when it ended and a few of us began to discuss about it, i realised that all my answers were wrong, one way or another.
*palmface*
anyhoo, it's over. so i'm not going to bother about it now. julia and i went over to yl's place after that, to order pizza take-out and watch my dvds. i insisted on watching The Lion King 1½, but they ended up playing Cheaper by the Dozen 1 and 2 instead. it's okay for me, since i've watched them all before. althought, i think the latter titles show a very good visual example of Murphy's Law working in full force.
THIS will be my last blog entry until mid-sem tests end on friday.
anyone who know me will be aware of my lack of perseverence, especially now, thanks to my love for the manga and anime series Lovely*Complex.
here's the nineth episode, the reason for this last of lasts entries before term test. (good gods, it's loading so fast i'm shocked down to the last cuticle on the tips of my toes! in the span of time i took to type this short post, it has already finished loading!!! *still in shock*)
and despite my wanting to study last night, i ended up finishing chapter21 of Aki Kitsune instead. *curses under my breath*
why doesn't the drive for story inspiration surface when i want to, yet coming forward to disturb me when i desperately need to purge my mind of everything else save for the things i need to remember to score for tests?
one last post before i force myself on a term test hiatus.
latest single from B'z, Eien no Tsubasa (Eternal Wings) i really love the way B'z handles their ballad rock songs. so full of feeling and... it's just too beautiful. it was only on the second time when i watched the video that i sort of realise what really happened throughout the story about that teenage boy, Honda Kanata, who's sort of the male lead in the music video. it's the same guy who had acted as Shin in NANA2 and Ryoma in Prince of Tennis (live action) movie.
romanji lyrics
Mashiroi kumo no tadayou hate nani ga aru no? Sakura no oka de nekoronde yume wo miteta
Itsuka modotte kitai basho wa kitto koko ni aru
Eien no tsubasa ga hoshii mata au toki no tame ni Hakanai kono inochi wo asahi no you ni moyashinagara Habataite yukou
Akari no shita wo futarinori jitensha koide Tsuyoku dakitsuku aa nukumori namida ga desou
Ushinatte wa ikenai mono wo shitte shimatta yo
Eien no tsubasa hiroge tada kimi no tame dake ni Mabayui sono egao ga kienai you ni negainagara Habataite yukou
Bokura ga itsumo mezasu no wa itoshii monotachi no shiawase Zetsubou no saki ni kanarazu aru hitosuji no kibou no hikari
Eien no tsubasa hiroge tada kimi no tame dake ni Mabayui sono egao ga kienai you ni negainagara Eien no tsubasa ga aru nara kiyoraka na kaze ni notte Itsuka kuru yasashii mirai wo mune ni egaki shinjinagara Habataite yukou
Spread your wings and fly away
lyrics translation
At the end of the floating pure-white clouds, what is there? Lying down on a hill of cherry blossoms, I dreamt
This is where, one day, I want to return to
I long for eternal wings for the next time we meet Burning this ephemeral existence of mine like the morning sun I'll spread my wings
Under the streetlights, the two of us pedaled by on a bicycle Your tight embrace, ah, the warmth made me feel like crying
The thing that I cannot lose, I do know what it is
Spreading my eternal wings, just for you That blinding smile of yours should never fade, I wished And I'll spread my wings
What we've always strived for everything that is dear to us, is happiness Beyond the despair, there will always be that single ray of hope
The thing that I cannot lose, I know what it is
Spreading my eternal wings, just for you That blinding smile of yours should never fade, I wished If I had eternal wings, I will ride this pure wind Believing that the picture of a gentle future I've painted in my heart will come one day I'll spread my wings Spread your wings and fly away
well, this is it. quote, i'll be back, unquote, in a week.
because i have been going on and on about NBC's Heroes, yl is getting quite interested and very irritated about the length of time wasted to find the link to watch the show online.
and so, ye good olde me went through the pains and risked having my vision swim after scanning through all the pages of the person's video list to dig out all the links. so if you really ended up using my links (you'd better be *smiles* because there's a 刀 hiding in my 笑)... happy watching!
Heroes season one DVD is coming out on august 28th in DVD and HD-DVD format! i'm so excited! audio commentaries, the original un-aired pilot episode, 50 deleted scenes, "making of" featurette, "special effects" featurette, and "stunts" featurette... i could just SWOON at the thought of it!
