I did this yesterday, with Prisia.
We were bored during Biology class, and this eventually produced itself under my fingers.
It has violence, gore, and is generally not for younger audiences. Or most human audiences.
If you think it's sick, stop looking at the guts, and/or get off the page.
But for those who embrace Happy Tree Friends, then perhaps this is for you.
http://img407.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc03316su4.jpg
I do not condone animal cruelty, and urge that you let this remain a mere illustration, and nothing more. Let this never happen to any animal, living or dead, as we share our planet with these creatures.
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Sunday, September 28, 2008
It rained so very hard.
Friday was a day of gloom.
No actually it was just rather full of melancholy.
It rained and rained from six in the morning till noon, and though the sun peeked out at about nine I never did see a rainbow, perhaps because it was blocked by all the high-rise buildings outside the classroom window.
So this came out from my fingers around recess. I think it's adorable. ^^
Critique? :3
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
my birthday was happy, to use the general context.
i got fifty dollars for borders (^__________^), and a couple of newbie/myuk stuff (not that I care much about where it comes from)
i also got attacked on monday after school. will not give specific details, but mascara overkill is not a good way to spend a sixteenth birthday.
prisia treated me to lunch and a birthday cookie from famous amos and a doublescoop from new zealand natural. considering she was one of the reasons why i got attacked, it made me only a little bit happier. ^^
have spent rest of time till now in semi-catatonic state. as for the thing between tereza and me, it's good and done, for which i am happy.
...
i feel like osaka.
i got fifty dollars for borders (^__________^), and a couple of newbie/myuk stuff (not that I care much about where it comes from)
i also got attacked on monday after school. will not give specific details, but mascara overkill is not a good way to spend a sixteenth birthday.
prisia treated me to lunch and a birthday cookie from famous amos and a doublescoop from new zealand natural. considering she was one of the reasons why i got attacked, it made me only a little bit happier. ^^
have spent rest of time till now in semi-catatonic state. as for the thing between tereza and me, it's good and done, for which i am happy.
...
i feel like osaka.
Sunday, September 21, 2008
in the mirrors, in the dust, in the chaos, sixteen.
It was... so fast.
Too fast, I think.
Being fifteen passed too fast for me.
I kept most of my happy times there, but there were plenty of sad times too.
15 was the year I met Yi Yun and we started on our magically crazy adventure of kirakira. It was the year I did my first official cosplay, and I remember fondly the time Mr Khoo stopped me to insist that shinigami didn't wear school shoes and lent me sandals instead. I remember my first anime @ expo, and all the madness that came with that. I remember Mr Sng's English assignments, and how fun they were, even if I once had to pull an all-nighter to get a graphic design finished. I remember with great happiness my being chosen as Lysander for the Midsummer production, and my loving every little bit of being him. I also remember my first foray into the land of the Lolita, and all the sweetness and happiness that came with it.
I remember my two trips to Japan in this year of my life, and how one of them ended up with an encounter by chance that could not have been any more exact. I remember my first visits to Tokyo Disneyland and Tokyo Disneysea, and how looking at the Main Street Parade warmed my heart in a way hardly anything else could. I remember the JRock cosplayers on Harajuku, and how I admired their daring. I remember looking into Moi-meme-Moitie, and despite not being able to go inside, my heart flew, and I fell in love.
I remember my mad study sessions, especially with Prisia, as well as Sakinah.
I remember my impromptu photoshoots with Naomi and Yi Yun, and to a lesser extent, with Prisia and Sakinah.
And ELDDS Camp, and my Farewell, and the opening of Something Beautiful.
I remember the sadder things too, though.
I remember that after Tereza became secretary, she grew up. It wasn't necessarily a good thing, but it distanced her from me (or me from her) because she became more mature. I remember the time we fell out for eighteen straight hours (count them) because I wouldn't follow her instructions, and I remember how only last week she told me that I was annoying.
I remember the danger Lysander was in when I was in Japan, not that I'd caused it intentionally or anything, but thank goodness that was solved.
I remember my parents stopped me from going to church. That extreme dramatics pulled me away from Cosfest 08.
I remember the sadness that was in that particular friday or two before the prelims. When me and Ms Lizah sat in the sick bay in painful silence.
Et cetera.
But oh well.
Sixteen time.
I'm happy to be sixteen actually. But kind of scared.
Next year it seems more than likely (I've been accepted.) that I'll be spending 1-4 years away from home in the next continent, and I really don't know what to make of that. I've heard of drug pushers everywhere there.
It is certain that I will do everything in my power, and beyond that, to finish Orochimaru by anime @ expo this year. If I'm going to go out, after only two years at that, it has to be a "bang". In epicly large proportions.
If I do go to Australia I shall want to try for Manifest.
...
I shall leave this open though, because the whole year's ahead of me now. Anything can happen.
But for now, I shall celebrate my birthday in peace.
Too fast, I think.
Being fifteen passed too fast for me.
I kept most of my happy times there, but there were plenty of sad times too.
15 was the year I met Yi Yun and we started on our magically crazy adventure of kirakira. It was the year I did my first official cosplay, and I remember fondly the time Mr Khoo stopped me to insist that shinigami didn't wear school shoes and lent me sandals instead. I remember my first anime @ expo, and all the madness that came with that. I remember Mr Sng's English assignments, and how fun they were, even if I once had to pull an all-nighter to get a graphic design finished. I remember with great happiness my being chosen as Lysander for the Midsummer production, and my loving every little bit of being him. I also remember my first foray into the land of the Lolita, and all the sweetness and happiness that came with it.
I remember my two trips to Japan in this year of my life, and how one of them ended up with an encounter by chance that could not have been any more exact. I remember my first visits to Tokyo Disneyland and Tokyo Disneysea, and how looking at the Main Street Parade warmed my heart in a way hardly anything else could. I remember the JRock cosplayers on Harajuku, and how I admired their daring. I remember looking into Moi-meme-Moitie, and despite not being able to go inside, my heart flew, and I fell in love.
I remember my mad study sessions, especially with Prisia, as well as Sakinah.
I remember my impromptu photoshoots with Naomi and Yi Yun, and to a lesser extent, with Prisia and Sakinah.
And ELDDS Camp, and my Farewell, and the opening of Something Beautiful.
I remember the sadder things too, though.
I remember that after Tereza became secretary, she grew up. It wasn't necessarily a good thing, but it distanced her from me (or me from her) because she became more mature. I remember the time we fell out for eighteen straight hours (count them) because I wouldn't follow her instructions, and I remember how only last week she told me that I was annoying.
I remember the danger Lysander was in when I was in Japan, not that I'd caused it intentionally or anything, but thank goodness that was solved.
I remember my parents stopped me from going to church. That extreme dramatics pulled me away from Cosfest 08.
I remember the sadness that was in that particular friday or two before the prelims. When me and Ms Lizah sat in the sick bay in painful silence.
Et cetera.
But oh well.
Sixteen time.
I'm happy to be sixteen actually. But kind of scared.
Next year it seems more than likely (I've been accepted.) that I'll be spending 1-4 years away from home in the next continent, and I really don't know what to make of that. I've heard of drug pushers everywhere there.
It is certain that I will do everything in my power, and beyond that, to finish Orochimaru by anime @ expo this year. If I'm going to go out, after only two years at that, it has to be a "bang". In epicly large proportions.
If I do go to Australia I shall want to try for Manifest.
...
I shall leave this open though, because the whole year's ahead of me now. Anything can happen.
But for now, I shall celebrate my birthday in peace.
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Friday, September 19, 2008
Thursday, September 18, 2008
a spot of prose
The wind went "whoosh". Thunder clapped. Rain fell. But no one saw, and no one heard, and no one felt.
The rain fell in torrents, and lightning flashed, the wind blew, and the sky roared like it was the end of the world. It was funny, in the odd sense of the word, since the voices of the sky were so loud, so very loud, and no one saw, no one heard, no one felt, or thought anything was remotely out of place.
But no matter, for what rain, what thunder, what wind, and what lightning that came to pass, dwindled down into the lightest little shower, its soft pitter-patter against the ground, and a breeze that tickled the tree branches nearby. And still, no one saw, and no one heard, and no one felt.
The sun peeked out from behind fresh white cottony clouds, as if to say, "Here I am.". A tiny spectrum of dispersed white light formed. It was tiny, but it was beautiful nonetheless, as the last drops of the storm before fell into the waves of the sea below, the sounds they made like a child running on the beach nearby, and a light wind passed through the land, softly caressing the leaves on the trees. And at last, people could see, and people could hear, and people could feel, and they looked on with wonder and said, "What beauty this is."
Where were they when the thunder roared, when it threatened to tear the sky in two?
Where were they when the rain poured, when it threatened to flood all the lands of the Earth?
Where were they when the wind blew, when it threatened to tear buildings off their foundations and send the structures of the Earth into ruin?
Where were they when the lightning flashed, when it threatened to raze all of civilisation to the ground?
One may have perhaps asked these questions.
But then again, no one had seen, and no one had heard, and no one had felt.
The rain fell in torrents, and lightning flashed, the wind blew, and the sky roared like it was the end of the world. It was funny, in the odd sense of the word, since the voices of the sky were so loud, so very loud, and no one saw, no one heard, no one felt, or thought anything was remotely out of place.
But no matter, for what rain, what thunder, what wind, and what lightning that came to pass, dwindled down into the lightest little shower, its soft pitter-patter against the ground, and a breeze that tickled the tree branches nearby. And still, no one saw, and no one heard, and no one felt.
The sun peeked out from behind fresh white cottony clouds, as if to say, "Here I am.". A tiny spectrum of dispersed white light formed. It was tiny, but it was beautiful nonetheless, as the last drops of the storm before fell into the waves of the sea below, the sounds they made like a child running on the beach nearby, and a light wind passed through the land, softly caressing the leaves on the trees. And at last, people could see, and people could hear, and people could feel, and they looked on with wonder and said, "What beauty this is."
Where were they when the thunder roared, when it threatened to tear the sky in two?
Where were they when the rain poured, when it threatened to flood all the lands of the Earth?
Where were they when the wind blew, when it threatened to tear buildings off their foundations and send the structures of the Earth into ruin?
Where were they when the lightning flashed, when it threatened to raze all of civilisation to the ground?
One may have perhaps asked these questions.
But then again, no one had seen, and no one had heard, and no one had felt.
dreams
To a certain person who knows who she is,
You don't know this, because I didn't tell anyone up till now, but the day I told you about my dream, I withheld one vital part: the one I remembered most clearly.
Things such as the cyclone in Myanmar and my meeting of Jingna on my most recent flight to Japan, they were implied somewhat in my dreams. And the Saturday morning I woke up to your SMS about Dad being on the news, perhaps I'd seen it in the wrong order, but it did come to pass.
In my dream, I told you, you were on the news. But in the part I didn't tell you, after that, I dreamed you would slowly come to criticise my every movement, and eventually you would avoid me like the plague. Shortly after that, I woke up.
It's a horrible thing to dream about, the breaking up of two people, and I'm sorry for both you and myself that I did. I didn't tell you this because it would have hurt you, but more importantly, I wanted to believe it wasn't true.
But oh well, it is. Hurray for precognition, shall I relax and turn on the theme song to That's So Raven?
If I remember correctly what I saw, I'm supposed to not follow you or anyone of your lot around for the rest of the week or so. I've to not rant about this to anyone in school, and I have to wait for you to invite me back in.
Sometimes I really, really hate my job as a professional lone wolf.
You don't know this, because I didn't tell anyone up till now, but the day I told you about my dream, I withheld one vital part: the one I remembered most clearly.
Things such as the cyclone in Myanmar and my meeting of Jingna on my most recent flight to Japan, they were implied somewhat in my dreams. And the Saturday morning I woke up to your SMS about Dad being on the news, perhaps I'd seen it in the wrong order, but it did come to pass.
In my dream, I told you, you were on the news. But in the part I didn't tell you, after that, I dreamed you would slowly come to criticise my every movement, and eventually you would avoid me like the plague. Shortly after that, I woke up.
It's a horrible thing to dream about, the breaking up of two people, and I'm sorry for both you and myself that I did. I didn't tell you this because it would have hurt you, but more importantly, I wanted to believe it wasn't true.
But oh well, it is. Hurray for precognition, shall I relax and turn on the theme song to That's So Raven?
If I remember correctly what I saw, I'm supposed to not follow you or anyone of your lot around for the rest of the week or so. I've to not rant about this to anyone in school, and I have to wait for you to invite me back in.
Sometimes I really, really hate my job as a professional lone wolf.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
incurably annoying
This was simple.
But it was sad.
Today I walked behind Tereza in the sort of childish-stalker-like way that I usually did. She was walking with Roshni.
I walked slowly.
So did she.
She looked over her shoulder.
I beamed, rather childishly.
I thought I heard her say "Go away."
I followed her anyway.
"You seem...tired." I said.
"Isn't everyone?" She continued walking.
So did I.
"You seem fatigued. Are you?" I asked.
"Frankly, I find you annoying."
"Then I apologise," I said, in exactly the same tone I said my previous sentence. "I shall stop following you after we reach the canteen."
I sat alone today.
I never was good at hiding my sadness.
And I'm still sort of sad that they won't let the ELDDS people at the SCHOOL MUSICAL.
But it was sad.
Today I walked behind Tereza in the sort of childish-stalker-like way that I usually did. She was walking with Roshni.
I walked slowly.
So did she.
She looked over her shoulder.
I beamed, rather childishly.
I thought I heard her say "Go away."
I followed her anyway.
"You seem...tired." I said.
"Isn't everyone?" She continued walking.
So did I.
"You seem fatigued. Are you?" I asked.
"Frankly, I find you annoying."
"Then I apologise," I said, in exactly the same tone I said my previous sentence. "I shall stop following you after we reach the canteen."
I sat alone today.
I never was good at hiding my sadness.
And I'm still sort of sad that they won't let the ELDDS people at the SCHOOL MUSICAL.
this is faith.
some call her spazz.
she's a fencer. specifically a foilist. (though she's looking to change divisions to become an epeeist. she doesn't want to become a sabreur too soon though.)
she likes the theatre. her heart belongs to japan, but god gets the lion's share.
she can do the hare hare yukai and the motteke sailor fuku. more recently, she learned the joshi kashimashi monogatari and the onara taisou~.
she wishes she could cosplay more, go to church more, pursue her theatrical dreams, and generally have more autonomy.
she loves writing. macrophotography. japan in general. but the occasional impromptu photoshoot does get her too.
of the arts, she likes in particular the works of zhang jingna and on occasion partakes in the madness of the Tuxedo Team as well.
her music interests span far and wide, but she favours the wordless, for it can be understood by everyone everywhere.
her heart is not too much in sports, but where it is, fencing takes the cake. archery moderately captures her interest as well, though recently she's decided anything with swords will do ^^.
one day, she shall make the arts her life, if it isn't already so.
she wants to prove to all the world that the endless search for beauty is anything but futile.
in the near future she wishes to dress and act like two rather mad men on two separate days (one done!), and learn the turntables
of the type of person she wishes she could be, she reveres johnny depp and kenichi matsuyama. she also likes stephanie d' abruzzo and ashley tisdale to a certain extent.
what she believes..
"Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one." - Albert Einstein
"Where my reason, imagination or interest were not engaged, I would not or I could not learn." - Winston Churchill
"Never lose the child-like wonder. It's just too important. It's what drives us." - Randy Pausch
Friday, September 12, 2008
pure magic.
That's what it was.
We were late by an hour, but it was still pure magic.
We were late by an hour, but it was still pure magic.
I got to Parkway at about six. Yi Yun had just gotten home then.
So I waited. And thought. And waited. And thought. And finished my letter to Jingna. (Which was written on foolscap paper. Hmm.)
And I worried. And dialled for Yi Yun. And worried. And dialled. And walked around with great uncertainty. (Which earned me a few stares from people because I was in all black with a black overcoat. Hmm.)
I frustrated for a while before leaving a couple of voice messages for Yi Yun.
Gah.
Then she told me to go to Sakae Sushi and reserve a place. So I did.
I had two soft shell crab maki and a soft shell crab temaki, really really quickly.
AND THEN SHE SHOWED UP with her mother.
And we had takoyaki and they had okonomiyaki and a chawanmushi and a random selection of sushi from the conveyor belt, and Yi Yun's mother ordered a couple of sushi to take onto the car for Naomi.
And then I was done. And then Naomi called and we told her to meet us opposite Parkway. While I waited for Yi Yun and her mother to finish and pay the bill I went to the flower shop opposite and bought a stalk of rose for Jingna, to go with the letter I wrote her. (One rose is sweet. A bouquet is romantic. Methinks. ^^)
And then I was done. And then Naomi called and we told her to meet us opposite Parkway. While I waited for Yi Yun and her mother to finish and pay the bill I went to the flower shop opposite and bought a stalk of rose for Jingna, to go with the letter I wrote her. (One rose is sweet. A bouquet is romantic. Methinks. ^^)
So we went off and met Naomi at the bus stop opposite Parkway. Then I introduced them to each other.
Me: "Yi Yun, Naomi. Naomi, Yi Yun."
Naomi: "Couldn't you make the introduction a bit longer?"
Me: "...okay.. *slow service-ish voice* Teo Yi Yun, Naomi Seow Ru Ting. Naomi Seow Ru Ting, Teo Yi Yun."
We proceeded to make gangsta jokes in the car. I used "shorty". ._.
And so at last we got there at 8.15. We were an hour late. Oh well. We looked around a bit. I waved at Jingna when I saw her, and Naomi and Yi Yun introduced themselves. I gave her the rose and the letter (it's fine, she said ^______^). Then we went to the toilet, where.. never mind.
We got out, and someone was pinging his glass, so we followed the pinging.
And Jingna made a speech (:
"First off I'd like to thank my mother, for supporting me." And so we clapped.
This went on for a while. The Arts House, Mannequin, the ambassador of Japan, her Tokyo assistant, her models, Octavia, Arissa, etc (I'm writing this in no particular order.).
"My goodness, so many people to thank!" she said.
"You have all that on your iPhone?" said the guy who pinged his glass.
"Thank you, for opening for me." she said to him.
"And thank you to the supporters." And so I smiled.
"Enjoy the food."
THERE WAS FOOD. But I only took the mini chocolate cakes. Cuteness ^w^.
We walked around and looked at stuff. And, well, it was new for me, looking at all her prints on canvas instead of on photo paper, or on the computer. They were all HUGE and detailed and stuff. I had to stand on my toes to look at most of the works, and that was after I wore heeled boots.
Jingna's still tired. T-T But she should get some rest soon, with Something Beautiful opened now. ^^
Then Naomi and Yi Yun pulled me out (fig.) of the Arts House, and we went to get Ben and Jerry's at Suntec 8D.
But then... we got sidetracked.
http://www.new.facebook.com/album.php?aid=36804&l=65a81&id=658179022
My skillz pwn (but not as much as Jingna's ah well.), as Naomi will tell you ^_____^
One day I should do one of those profile post thingies with the picture(s) Naomi took of me.
Oh and we did go to Ben and Jerry's. It was happy.
I ended up returning home at, like, 12.30, fetched by Yi Yun's mother. :)
...
*eyes glaze over in Kagome-esque expression* Thinking about that night shall inspire me to go on.
*sigh* back to work.
Monday, September 8, 2008
epic fail of great kirakira proportions
Nothing went according to plan today.
...
Okay maybe one.
But nothing really.
ELEMENTARY MATHS - B4 (64-point-something)
ADDITIONAL MATHS - C6 (52-point-something)
HISTORY - D7 (45)
Ah well, I shall find another way to enter Trinity then.
...
空陳 SHANNARO!!! What's so bad about escaping from reality when it sucks? epic fail of great kirakira proportions says:
my history was sad
空陳 SHANNARO!!! What's so bad about escaping from reality when it sucks? epic fail of great kirakira proportions says:
but not as sad as my ss/geog
空陳 SHANNARO!!! What's so bad about escaping from reality when it sucks? epic fail of great kirakira proportions says:
my english and combined science were beautiful
空陳 SHANNARO!!! What's so bad about escaping from reality when it sucks? epic fail of great kirakira proportions says:
my mother tongue and my a maths held hands and sat on the fence
空陳 SHANNARO!!! What's so bad about escaping from reality when it sucks? epic fail of great kirakira proportions says:
and my e maths pushed itself a little bit to be in front of mother tongue
♥.† 지훈&神威直美; なおみ!2.0 RIP says:
which means it's good though
空陳 SHANNARO!!! What's so bad about escaping from reality when it sucks? epic fail of great kirakira proportions says:
yeah
空陳 SHANNARO!!! What's so bad about escaping from reality when it sucks? epic fail of great kirakira proportions says:
(:
♥.† 지훈&神威直美; なおみ!2.0 RIP says:
B or A?
空陳 SHANNARO!!! What's so bad about escaping from reality when it sucks? epic fail of great kirakira proportions says:
e maths was a b
空陳 SHANNARO!!! What's so bad about escaping from reality when it sucks? epic fail of great kirakira proportions says:
for the first time two As coexisted in my report card,though neither shone half as brightly as those of everyone else
空陳 SHANNARO!!! What's so bad about escaping from reality when it sucks? epic fail of great kirakira proportions says:
but no matter, for they shone, with a dull gleam, like scalpels waiting for a bit of sharpening.
♥.† 지훈&神威直美; なおみ!2.0 RIP says:WOAH♥.† 지훈&神威直美; なおみ!2.0 RIP says:
diction eh
空陳 SHANNARO!!! What's so bad about escaping from reality when it sucks? epic fail of great kirakira proportions says:
diction?
♥.† 지훈&神威直美; なおみ!2.0 RIP says:
your diction
♥.† 지훈&神威直美; なおみ!2.0 RIP says:
is amazing
空陳 SHANNARO!!! What's so bad about escaping from reality when it sucks? epic fail of great kirakira proportions says:
why
空陳 SHANNARO!!! What's so bad about escaping from reality when it sucks? epic fail of great kirakira proportions says:
;p;
空陳 SHANNARO!!! What's so bad about escaping from reality when it sucks? epic fail of great kirakira proportions says:
*lol
空陳 SHANNARO!!! What's so bad about escaping from reality when it sucks? epic fail of great kirakira proportions says:
i never really understood what diction was anyway XDDDD
♥.† 지훈&神威直美; なおみ!2.0 RIP says:
right
♥.† 지훈&神威直美; なおみ!2.0 RIP says:
you're not a lit student?
空陳 SHANNARO!!! What's so bad about escaping from reality when it sucks? epic fail of great kirakira proportions says:
NO I AM NOT.
空陳 SHANNARO!!! What's so bad about escaping from reality when it sucks? epic fail of great kirakira proportions says:
lol
空陳 SHANNARO!!! What's so bad about escaping from reality when it sucks? epic fail of great kirakira proportions says:
Diction, in its original, primary meaning, refers to the writer's or the speaker's distinctive vocabulary choices and style of expression
空陳 SHANNARO!!! What's so bad about escaping from reality when it sucks? epic fail of great kirakira proportions says:
orh
--- I am this late. ._.
*sigh*
THREE DAYS TO GO.
...
Okay maybe one.
But nothing really.
ELEMENTARY MATHS - B4 (64-point-something)
ADDITIONAL MATHS - C6 (52-point-something)
HISTORY - D7 (45)
Ah well, I shall find another way to enter Trinity then.
...
空陳 SHANNARO!!! What's so bad about escaping from reality when it sucks? epic fail of great kirakira proportions says:
my history was sad
空陳 SHANNARO!!! What's so bad about escaping from reality when it sucks? epic fail of great kirakira proportions says:
but not as sad as my ss/geog
空陳 SHANNARO!!! What's so bad about escaping from reality when it sucks? epic fail of great kirakira proportions says:
my english and combined science were beautiful
空陳 SHANNARO!!! What's so bad about escaping from reality when it sucks? epic fail of great kirakira proportions says:
my mother tongue and my a maths held hands and sat on the fence
空陳 SHANNARO!!! What's so bad about escaping from reality when it sucks? epic fail of great kirakira proportions says:
and my e maths pushed itself a little bit to be in front of mother tongue
♥.† 지훈&神威直美; なおみ!2.0 RIP says:
which means it's good though
空陳 SHANNARO!!! What's so bad about escaping from reality when it sucks? epic fail of great kirakira proportions says:
yeah
空陳 SHANNARO!!! What's so bad about escaping from reality when it sucks? epic fail of great kirakira proportions says:
(:
♥.† 지훈&神威直美; なおみ!2.0 RIP says:
B or A?
空陳 SHANNARO!!! What's so bad about escaping from reality when it sucks? epic fail of great kirakira proportions says:
e maths was a b
空陳 SHANNARO!!! What's so bad about escaping from reality when it sucks? epic fail of great kirakira proportions says:
for the first time two As coexisted in my report card,though neither shone half as brightly as those of everyone else
空陳 SHANNARO!!! What's so bad about escaping from reality when it sucks? epic fail of great kirakira proportions says:
but no matter, for they shone, with a dull gleam, like scalpels waiting for a bit of sharpening.
♥.† 지훈&神威直美; なおみ!2.0 RIP says:WOAH♥.† 지훈&神威直美; なおみ!2.0 RIP says:
diction eh
空陳 SHANNARO!!! What's so bad about escaping from reality when it sucks? epic fail of great kirakira proportions says:
diction?
♥.† 지훈&神威直美; なおみ!2.0 RIP says:
your diction
♥.† 지훈&神威直美; なおみ!2.0 RIP says:
is amazing
空陳 SHANNARO!!! What's so bad about escaping from reality when it sucks? epic fail of great kirakira proportions says:
why
空陳 SHANNARO!!! What's so bad about escaping from reality when it sucks? epic fail of great kirakira proportions says:
;p;
空陳 SHANNARO!!! What's so bad about escaping from reality when it sucks? epic fail of great kirakira proportions says:
*lol
空陳 SHANNARO!!! What's so bad about escaping from reality when it sucks? epic fail of great kirakira proportions says:
i never really understood what diction was anyway XDDDD
♥.† 지훈&神威直美; なおみ!2.0 RIP says:
right
♥.† 지훈&神威直美; なおみ!2.0 RIP says:
you're not a lit student?
空陳 SHANNARO!!! What's so bad about escaping from reality when it sucks? epic fail of great kirakira proportions says:
NO I AM NOT.
空陳 SHANNARO!!! What's so bad about escaping from reality when it sucks? epic fail of great kirakira proportions says:
lol
空陳 SHANNARO!!! What's so bad about escaping from reality when it sucks? epic fail of great kirakira proportions says:
Diction, in its original, primary meaning, refers to the writer's or the speaker's distinctive vocabulary choices and style of expression
空陳 SHANNARO!!! What's so bad about escaping from reality when it sucks? epic fail of great kirakira proportions says:
orh
--- I am this late. ._.
*sigh*
THREE DAYS TO GO.
My prelim results came back.
Half of them anyway.
Everything's gone exactly according to plan. Or better.
ENGLISH - A2 (73.9) (But my paper one composition apparently took after Stephenie Meyer's style somewhat. Dammit.)
CHINESE - C5 (59.3) (Exactly as projected. But I was just thinking what an awful waste it was that I needed just 0.75 marks more to a B4. D8)
SS/GEOG - E8 (42) (Completely expected. Ah well, that must change if I am to go to Trinity.)
CHEM/BIO - A2 (70.5) (I thought I'd get a B because I didn't do much for it. Oh well this was a pleasant surprise.)
Now I have my mathses and History.
I'm pretty confident for my mathses, it's my history I'm worried about.
Ah well.
Daijobu!
4 more days to Something Beautiful. I'm happy Naomi's happy ^^.
Half of them anyway.
Everything's gone exactly according to plan. Or better.
ENGLISH - A2 (73.9) (But my paper one composition apparently took after Stephenie Meyer's style somewhat. Dammit.)
CHINESE - C5 (59.3) (Exactly as projected. But I was just thinking what an awful waste it was that I needed just 0.75 marks more to a B4. D8)
SS/GEOG - E8 (42) (Completely expected. Ah well, that must change if I am to go to Trinity.)
CHEM/BIO - A2 (70.5) (I thought I'd get a B because I didn't do much for it. Oh well this was a pleasant surprise.)
Now I have my mathses and History.
I'm pretty confident for my mathses, it's my history I'm worried about.
Ah well.
Daijobu!
4 more days to Something Beautiful. I'm happy Naomi's happy ^^.
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
GALA.
Studying History now. ._.
Sunday was Z Gala, and I didn't win anything.
I didn't bring my camera so I only got one picture and one video each on my phone.
Hmm hmm.
Sunday was Z Gala, and I didn't win anything.
I didn't bring my camera so I only got one picture and one video each on my phone.
Hmm hmm.
Met Pearly again. (And was owned by her.)
Met Jane again after, what, four years. Proceeded to beat her in Paralympic fencing 5-4.
Met Nicole, my brother's senior. She's AGGRESSIVE. Lost to her in direct elimination 12-15. Am happy because I assumed I would immediately wind up with a single-digit score. She sings really well, but apparently I freak her out.
Met Jane again after, what, four years. Proceeded to beat her in Paralympic fencing 5-4.
Met Nicole, my brother's senior. She's AGGRESSIVE. Lost to her in direct elimination 12-15. Am happy because I assumed I would immediately wind up with a single-digit score. She sings really well, but apparently I freak her out.
An Incident occurred that day, and I don't know if I should talk about it...oh heck the guy involved caught me doing the Caramelldansen, I shall then!
We shall call him A, for privacy.
Somehow A found himself pointing at a poster, at the crotch of a fencer who was in mid-air. My coach comes along, points at it and yells, "Hey,that's mine okay?!"
Later, after much incurable ROFLing, I walk a bit with A and we talk about what happened. My coach notices us and smiles and says that [the Incident] was alright. More incurable ROFLing ensues.
This is my fencing coach. It's a badly taken picture.
Before this picture was taken I continuously pointed my handphone camera at him, hoping to get a good angle to secretly take a picture. But he noticed.
So he went over and asked me what I was doing, and so I told him that I was attempting to secretly take a picture of him.
He proceeded to pose a bit before I caught him in this picture.
So there you have it. My secretly taken picture.
Or whatever's left of the "secret" part.
quizzes.
The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Fifth Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
Take the Dante's Divine Comedy Inferno Test
Take the Seven Deadly Sins Quiz
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
| Level | Score |
|---|---|
| Purgatory (Repenting Believers) | Moderate |
| Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers) | Very Low |
| Level 2 (Lustful) | Very Low |
| Level 3 (Gluttonous) | Moderate |
| Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious) | Moderate |
| Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy) | Very High |
| Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics) | Very Low |
| Level 7 (Violent) | Very High |
| Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers) | High |
| Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous) | Moderate |
Take the Dante's Divine Comedy Inferno Test
| Greed: | Medium | |
| Gluttony: | High | |
| Wrath: | Very High | |
| Sloth: | Very High | |
| Envy: | High | |
| Lust: | Medium | |
| Pride: | Medium |
Take the Seven Deadly Sins Quiz
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