I'm absolutely happy/joyful/elated/glad/ecstatic/merry to the point that I'm out of my mind because my fic got A REVIEW! *parties* (and an alert too.) And I just submitted it last night.

LALALALA... I better get my ass off thing thing and do some reading so I know how to do my dialogues and commas. It sucks. Feh. :I

HAPPY ALL-SUNDAY EVERYBODDY...
(i just had to do that because I love Nice Robin so muchos. <3)

I'm not making sense anymore.

Today was one of those afternoons that I spent in starbucks. :)
(lol. to get my creative juices flowing?)
I spent drawing and writing... fanfiction?
It was not as easy as I thought it would be. I had to rack my brains for conversation openers.
"My brain itches..." apparently isn't a good one. :I

In starbucks, so happened, i found something interesting.
Hence the stupid title. :))

( THE POK POK ADVENTURE )

OMG THIS IS ALL IN CAPS, BECAUSE IM SUCH AN EXCITED INDIVIDUAL. EVEN IF THE EVENT WAS A WEEKEND AGO.
*shrug* OH WELLS. :D


The day started out with Yumi, Demi, Seru doing the board of my ex-supposed-to-be class.
I helped out! (hoorah?) And colored the voca-angel's hair. (but you can't really see it now, can you?)


Yumi-chan's hair. *w* Kyaa~<3
Its so SHINNNYY. @w@


WE HAS USING PRETTY COLOR MATERIALS.


(haha. i didn't flip the image. lazy ass.)
Demi's room was SUPER PURPLE. and SPACIOUS. Wa!

Me doing the super unprofessional makeup. And already in my Mario/Maria(?) outfit.
Her (mom's) make up kit was so cute! it was color FENK.
I also helped yumi-chan in her yukata. :D

I never knew I had such long and bony fingers.
They looked scary. D:

My hand atop her head looks scaree. D:


Gyaa~ KAWAII<3 <3


FULL COSTUMES!
(my box is on the chair... XD)


YEH!
Clockwise! From 12:00!
Yumi, Demi, Me (yes, im in caps too), Seru




Very very much thanks to Meme-senpai for getting us the pre-tickets.
Mwah!


idk if she is kaoru or hikaru
but she was AWESOME. <3
(she also looked very very familiar. might i have stumbled across her on dA, please tell me? :D)



SOME AWESUM PPLS I MET. TEEHEE. <3

prettylicious chai. <3
was such a coincidence to see her there. :D


I will still call her Eiji even if her tag says Nadine.
Because I am so mature like that!


This 18+hibird totally sent us squealing. :))


This HK was sooo adorable!
The whole Hetalia group was so fucking cool. and adorkable. <3


Thats some sexy cow that is. :))


I feel like a 3rd wheel. That sucks.
SHE WAS SO AMAZING. <3 congrats congrats. :D


I has a crotch. :D
MJ WAS SO... WOW!!


My bad fortune said that i'd leave the stove open when I go off to another country.
NO WAY. IM NOT TOUCHING THAT STOVE YOU HEAR??!


I'm too happy to say anything that makes sense about this photo. :)


YAY AIRCON.
YAY SPACE. <3


Lol. obligatory photo. :D

I'm kind of sorry for being such a vain individual and post most of these photos with me in it and not posting much non-me photos. Sorry, my hands were kind of full with my [ ? ] box. So Seru was doing the photography for me... and I'm not sure if she's very into it. :(
Aww, seruu~


MAKI AND SERU.
My stamp rubbed on my nose, making me look something like Chopper for a period of time, if Seru had not told mee. :"<
I put so much loose power on my face, making my face color a bit funny.

This stamp wouldn't wash off after two days. :(

I'd also like to thank the info booth babes. :D They lent me tape and scissors to fix my box.
MUST NEVER TRUST 3M GLUE STICK EVER AGAIN.
Next time, use double sided tape. And bring scissors and tape. :D

Overall, the event was fantastic. One of the best cons I've gone to, because it was really really fun.
Kudos to UP! ;D

And because I'm such a vain idiot:



lol. luffy. :))

homo sapiens are such insensitive creatures.
maybe the most, even.

I hate my life.

I wished that sharks really don't bite.
Like what I see in comics.
I wish that everything happens just like that.
A flowy exciting plot
A huge dam of conflicts
But everything gets resolved in the end.
Everybody's happy.
It was a good read.
All the anxiety and tension
Were good stuff. :)
Happy ending.

Ladidah~

But IRL,
None of those exist.
Because shark do bite.

Okay, sidetrack for a moment.
Why do I always like to relate things to sharks??
DDDD:
Its rather disturbing.
I mean, for me. On a personal note.
[ . . . ]
I've been reading too much.
BLARGH.

Anyway, back to the emo topic. :D
I'm growing old. D:
Very old.
Without any accomplishments that I personally recognize.
Getting that 94 suddenly seems so unimportant.
Everyone seems to ignore it, too.
Maybe that's why.

I am such an attention whore.
There's no denying it.

Why can't I have a normal life.

Well, I guess I do have a normal life...

Since I can't really write beautifully decently
I don't have decent user icons... (so babaw lol)
Draw decently enough to get a decent amount of hits
I don't make a decent scholar
And I don't act decent enough to be recognized as a daughter.

Sure, its normal.
Its just not decent.
At all.

How long does it take
For me
To pay up
All these debts?

I hate so much.
Why do I have to hate things so much
Hate people.
Hate events.
Even the world, maybe.
And I'm posting it here.
For the edification of the world and the people that I hate.

I am such an attention whore.

dkflskdfjusdhfyagdsfhakdfhgadskfhasdgkfhasdgkfsdhgfkajsdfhad.

Well, I guess all this makes me special.
Special.
Just like everybody else.

Thanks for reading. Have a nice day.

Why is it raining,
every morning,
I want to go to orchard?

Oh well.
Do I call a cab on this?
Or do I just wait for rain to b-gone?

Hmm...

It feels so good. :)
The cold breeze that invades
My personal space
And tickles my skin.
:D

I wish I were home.

xoxoxoxo

Sometimes
Although its been only a day
Or even just a few hours
I miss it.
When my handphone rings
And the vibrations send waves
Throughout the surface
Of my bed.

And I anticipate
The loading of my inbox
(we all know how antique this friend is)
And I'll hope
And keep on hoping...
And I'd believe
And keep on believing lying
That someone cares
And watches over me.

Hahaha. :)

Its just not you, thats all.

xoxoxoxoxo

You're in love with me.
You just don't know about it yet.
;D
ok, i should stay out of the cheezy tumblr lines now...

xoxoxoxoxo

The rain gets
harder and harder.
Ooh.
Are those cats and dogs I see? O_O"

xoxoxoxoxo

I'm so sorry to PAC.
I don't have the design ready yet. ><

xoxoxoxoxo

The rain gets less and less. :)
I think I have to get off now.

I finally can eat stuff myself silly with sushi now. :)

I just love today. <3

But I'm sure
Tomorrow will be
Dreadful.

xoxoxoxoxo

This totally ruins the  blog climax,
If there is even such a thing...

I had a funny dream.
:D

A very funny one...
Though its only the bits and pieces that are retained in my memory.

Something about being in a dance studio.
And Beauty and the Beast. (With their horrid dance routine. D: It was hard.)

Okay, you can go imagine now...

Ta-tah~<3

Where got people like YOU...??
Parang buddy-buddy tayo eh. Pwede mong galawin gamit ko, ng di ngpapaalam.
Pang ilang beses na to, mare?

Tsaka pa, bakit mo sinabi sa guro na marunong ako mg accounting?
Yun ang di ko maintindhan.
Di lang sa ayaw ko, pero d rin ako gumagamit ng software para dun.
Please la.
Thats the thing I hate most.

I loathe going into that part of work. Bah.

Ayoko na talaga.
Pano mo sinabing "oo" dun sa babae,
kung di mo man lang alam ung aking abilities??
Tsaka I'm sure alam mo naman na ayoko ng ganun.
Please.

Hay naku.
Ayoko na tlg.

God, pwede na ba akong mamatay??

:)

sometimes i just don't know who to turn to anymore.
isn't my happiness worth anything?

I'm a shallow person at times.
Just give me swiss cheese and i'll go all hyper
and start laughing hysterically.
(dont believe me? ask my roomie)

just tell me goodnight.
or that you missed me.
ask me what im doing
how i've been.
say "goodluck for exams"
or even start with your nagging,
it makes me feel here...

it makes me exist, in a sense.
as someone acknowledges my presence.

its that easy.
to make me happy.

never tell me im not worth it.

and don't ask me things i don't know.

"am I my brother's keeper?"

sometimes,
i like to believe that the only thing i can turn to now
is a plate of bolognese spaghetti.
(that in itself may not make sense at all..)
and the distance between me and that dish
is growing further apart.

guh.

sometimes, i'd like to think that i'd like to stay over the holidays.
even for a little longer.
two weeks, perhaps.

after thinking things over...
what the eyes do not see
the heart does not grieve over.

and i will not regret.
ever.
it may seem like a stupid vow to myself,
but i will never regret.
anything. :)

i love you.
and you know it.
or maybe you can just forget about it.

I don't know where or who to turn to anymore.
Do me a favor.
And bury me 6 feet under. Please.
Thank you.
:)

its like you're asking a 5-year-old
to learn how to drink espresso.

isn't that just wrong?

I got my hands on some scripts just now.
Well, I wouldn't really say "scripts,"
...seemed like it though.

Theough they were a bit.
un-script like?

Uhh...
I do not have a proper explanation

And they were good.
Not fantastic.
But good.
I am no critic,
but I can separate the good stuff from the bad.
trust me. :)

I'm no entertainer,
(duh, you can see how deserted this place is.)
but i sure know how to be entertained.

And what I saw was okay.
It wasn't a failure,
Trust me.

Or I am just a biased source that nobody should really bother with.

I'm also no fantastic writer.
As I haven't ever gotten an A1 on English.

BAH.

Rather waffle-y?
Emo. Surely.

Can't be bothered.

I talk so much nonsense
Because I know that the person who owns those papers
won't read this anyway.
I'm quite sure.

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Kids nowadays are so emo.
(i am one of them lol.)

I'm such a hypocrite.
I tell people to cheer up.
But I, myself, am rather...
pessimistic.
BAH.

Man, I need to work on my vocab.

I'm losing out to people like Trenta.

"PERPLEXED EXTRATERRESTRIAL"
(I'm glad you've found your identity, dear. keep it up)

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Chivalry isn't dead.
I'm quite sure.
Though it is going to be extinct.
Quite soon.

Fathers,
What are you doing to your children??

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I've discovered something new online.
And I am absolutely addicted to it.
Or, I was at least. ;P

Damn tumblr.
But I tumble anyway.
Its fun. <3

Camille is an old perverted man
stuck in the body of a little 16 year old girl
who never seems to grow up

no I am not. :D

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i love you.
so sue me.

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I cannot believe that I am blogging
Even at this hour.

Exam week, people.
Exam week...

I'll die.

:(

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heyhoo.
I'm still being fed to the sharks yo.
save me please.

Camille is stalking you
When you're not looking.

please don't tell me
that I'm not worth it.

not worth your time.
your efforts.
those cans of powdered milk.
your time.
your phone bills.

because it makes me sad.
that you're leaving me alone
in this
dog eat dog
world.

at this young age of 16.
 
sure,

leave me to the wolves.
when you know i can't run fast.

leave me to the sharks.
when I cannot even float.

let alone swim.


xoxoxoxox


and you tell me this during my exams.


xoxoxoxox

and you expect me to survive.
to live on.
duhr.

xoxoxoxox

and at the same time
you won't allow anybody else
to cushion my fall.

or to even give me a band aid.

if there is anyone to do that anyway. :)

i hope there is though.


and i hope
that you can still recognize me
and take me as who i am
and be able to live with me under the same roof
after seeing what the sharks have done.

but i will forever be
what i was born to be.
and i will love you
no matter what.
please do not forget that.
:)
even if you don't love me back.
even if you disown me.
even if you won't recognize me anymore.

there's nothing
anybody
can do about it.

nothing.

and let's hope.

let's just hope.

that i will not try jumping down buildings. :)

living between the lines
of two people
who might have been the best of friends
the best of lovers
or the best of relatives
...
once upon a time.

hearing things from both sides
and seeing two drift apart
every day,,,

rather sad.
to think that i was once jealous of that kind of.
affection...?

Please lah.
Don't make my pre-EOY period (mugging time) unpleasant.
I am struggling to keep myself together,
and yet tons of things are dumped on me.
I'm not saying that I dont appreciate being your
"pillar of support",
though i technically cannot support anyone,
as I cannot support myself in any way possible,
In every aspect there is.

Can I just die now?
That would be very pleasant right now. :)
Thought the thought of it is very...

It seems very pleasant. :)

Although I'll be missing many happy things.

Like Seoul Garden, Pasta...

Whatever. It seems like the easy way out.
And I'm not the kind to endure either.

Lack of sleep, unconfident, everything else.

I should be studying now.
:(

because I just might get sent back.

who can i fall back on
on days like this one...?

hey hey, can lend me one thing?

just a shoulder to cry on. :)

Thanks yo.

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I'm sorry, but i cannot channel my emotions well.
(like Ruth, yes?)
Nor am i deep in any sense of the word.
So everything just goes through tears, food, and iced tea.

Because life is simple like that.
And I am just so mature like that.
And I'm just being a horrible liar
Who tells bad jokes.

Because it's like that.

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When the oceans rise
And thunders roar
I will soar with You above the storm
Father, you are King over the flood

I will be still
And know You are God.

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Lord, I pray that You would sustain me and my family throughout these trials.
For in You, we have strength. :)

Amen. :)

Lord, help me please.

There is nothing wrong with crying on a weekly basis.
Hahahahaha...

I hope my eyes won't swell tomorrow.

I just need a shoulder to cry on.

:)

"Life is unfair."

or so they say.
or so everyone says.

So, if everyone's life is unfair.
Isn't it rather fair that everyone is having a hard time in life??

:)

Some are more equal than others.

But is there a basis for measuring fairness?
Happiness?

A bowl of soup
(I know, cliche example)
May mean the world to a child if Africa.
But to me,
Its just a bowl of soup.
That I can have any other day.

It does not anger me.
Disappoint.
Frustrate.
me.
Neither does it make me very happy.
Or even the slightest bit.
(Unless its tomato, pumpkin, or clam. exceptions to the rule)

This in itself.
Is not balanced at all.

So, what is it really, then?
What is.
And what is not?

Maybe I'm just expecting so much to happen.
So many things that make me happy
To happen.
ha...
Must jiayou.

Failing isn't necessarily bad. :)

Not all that glitters is gold.
Meaning, not everything that is brown is shit.

It can be chocolate for all I know. :DDDD

I have no idea of what others think of me as.
Some say I scare them.
Some say I'm a Dr-Jekyll-and-Mr-Hyde case.
Some never thought I was so animated and thick faced.
Some think I'm calm, quiet, reserved.
Some say I'm loud.
Some say I'm cute.
Some say I'm boring.
Some don't have anything to say at all.

But I'm rather superficial.
mababaw ang kaligayahan.
I easily laugh, easily pleased with things.
Yet, to be truly happy about something?
A hundred percent?
Not really.

Sometimes I want to achieve dreams
Just for myself.
For me.
A sense of accoplishment.
For my parents. Grandparents.
To make them proud.
For my other relatives.
That I may or may not be fond of.
Maybe to show them.
That I am something.
Not the nothing they thought I was.
And rub it in their faces.
Sometimes,
I just want popularity and adoring fans. (If there ever were any?)

Maybe I mug,
Maybe I'm studious.
But I really am just a lazy bum
Who has other priorities at other times.
Some, which are not important,
To begin with.

I'm a self-proclaimed artist.
Crazy, wild. messy.
"Whatever," "Chin chay," in a sense.
Easy going.
Full of passion.
Full of love.
Spewing nonsensical rainbows.

Yet there's me.
Who's a perfectionist.
Frustrated at everything.
Stressed out.
In a slump.
Monochromatic.
Wallpaper.
Just... there.

I care.
For family,
Friends.
Kids that Unicef helps.
Teachers.
Aunties and Uncles.
Food.
Italian food?
I have a big heart.
Or at least I think I do?

But I'm also a lowlife freak with a big ego.
The world revolves around the sun
That is
Me.

boomz beybeh.
(ris low plz)

Like a reflective piece of rock
With a hundred million facets.
Where is me?

Help me,
I cannot find myself.
:)

 WEEHEE.
I HAVE 30 MOTR MINUTES IN THE MACLAB 

TO DO A WHOLE LOT

OF ABSOLUTELY

NOTHING. :)

 

why did I just HAVE to get the Singaporean artist? 
BAH. Library's such a pain in the ass man. Seriously. :(

BAH HUMBUG.

These are one of the moments that i can actually feel my life ticking away... :D

Horhorhor...

I want to get SOVA over with. D:

I hope you won't show up. 

Tonight.

I'm falling.

:D

EOY Orals are Over.

:)
What a relief.

My problem was about being too drama. (Which was really.. horrible.)
And not ATQ-ing. (Which was always the case?)

But my convo was quite okay. I'd say.
Talk about otherworldly beings.

Yes, I believe there are aliens out there. :)

*little blue alien theory*

xoxo

I smell like a hooker.
Thanks to Paris Hilton.
I must go wash off the perfume later. XDDD
Oopsie. :P

xoxo

My Amaths is still haunting me.
Gah. Life is so sad. >w<

xoxo

I must print out my model essay on "Beauty" now. As much as I don't want to. = ="

I want to watch FMA. c:

I feel really guilty now
My report book is staring back at me
Those beady eyes.
Ho hum...

I have really bad mood swings these days.
Is it because I'm a teenager?
My, that sucks. :(
I kind of wish that I were...
12 again.

Or something. :)

Something.

Something. Something.

Whatever. :D

Life goes on.

And my hw aren't going to do themselves.
I'm quite sure.

I think I got cheated.
Really bad.
And
There's a tinge of regret?
Being where I don't want to be.
Doing what I don't want to do.

Ha.
All the best.

There's zero coherence at 12 am.

Help me babe, I gotta get over you!