LJ is up. Finally.
|| Time: 12:27 p.m. || Date: Wednesday, September 26, 2007||
Spent the entire night yesterday trying to look at model/examples of LJ layout codes to try figure out how they work. To make things worse, not all styles of CSS are supported, and HTML and Java are usually cancelled or editted when placed into the layout. A four hours long gruelling process, looking through CSS till my eyes hurt, and formating the codes to fit the layout I have in mind. Be thankful, without sufficient CSS knowledge, the layout is hell simple, and EASY TO READ. Until I've mastered CSS, your eyes shall not die. Yet.
The background took me... 5 minutes? It's simple I know, since the layout itself is rigid enough... And I didn't want to use another skin I'd made a year back for LJ since the coding is comepletely different from the one I am using now. The placement of the text area almost killed me, and I had to find out how to change each of the font color and design to suit the layout. In the end I decided to make life easier for myself and made all the normal text, be it emphasised or not to be of a same color and no text decorations. The 'banners'/'breaks' (as I like to call them) were done just half and hour ago. X_X took me around 20 minutes since I had to redo it... I overestimated the width of the text area so I had to crop and redo the designing... The button well... Was rather easy you can say. Another 10 minutes quickie and here it is! Not too bad for someone whose last button made was in the last month of last year. Like mid-dec 2006. And that was for THIS layout. Thank goodness my graphical skills did not leave me, for it is the only thing I have left since my writer's block had so cruelly stolen my writing skills from me temporarily, I hope. Did I mention LJ LOVES to change codes for you? I am used to typing in html text coding for my posts and wow, LJ decided to change half my codes to another form of html (same, just looked more complicated) and erased the other half. Eww. That's why it's only for my GRAPHICS and other random rants.
Here is the link to my LJ.
![[[+-.Of Red and Blue Eyes.-+]]// -- MyStIcKaL](http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5739/buttonljpv2.gif)
Ah, Katsuya and Seto goodness.
Time to do the TYS books now. I haven't even started. Oh did I mention HCI's Physics paper is super easy? I made more than 7 careless mistakes and I still managed to get an A1. The guys get it easier than us, not fair.
~Mystickal aka Melesa
~Souten ni zase... HYOURINMARU!
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Pre-exams Stress
|| Time: 10:42 a.m. || Date: Saturday, September 22, 2007||
I have no idea why I am even posting, my brain is just... Stagnant in a way. (Told you I can't write.) I hate sleep deprivation. I need my sleep. But I need to finish revision. Curses and swears. To drop physics or to drop biology? I love biology, but the memorising stuff is killing me. I don't LOATHE physics, I just need a good teacher/good tuition teacher. Taking the latter might be safer seeing that it is more or less like math. Speaking of which, my math is screwed, I haven't even revised half of the total topics. Oh great. I am dead meat.
Sometimes I think I feel this way only because I can't seem to get things at the click of my fingers anymore. I stare at a stupid piece of paper for ages and nothing comes to mind. And when I write, the gaps in my flow of thoughts hinder my writing. This sucks. Oh help, I need my 70% average if not my parents will skin me alive.
I was just reading about sleep paralysis on Wednesday for the fun of it during LA class, and guess what? Just that night, after revising my head off till midnight, I was hit by a wave of sleep paralysis. Oh joy. I didn't expect it to happen to me, well actually I had a feeling it was going to happen soon, that's why I read about it. It was freaky, although not my first time, so I wasn't too freaked out. And my overactive imagination kept crafting up this faceless grey female thingum, which kept staring at me. I was already frightened out of my wits by my imagination, and I still had to deal with sleep paralysis. Nice. Just before it happened, my imagination created that creature on the wall just above my head, I was heck freaked, although I knew nothing was there. Damn the power of overactive imaginations. A split second after, it happened. I was entering the state of half consciousness (I usually use it as a sign that I am about to fall asleep, and it usually happens) and I felt myself sink deeper into dreamland and it happened. Usually sleep paralysis does not happen to me when I am FALLING asleep, but more of when I wake up in the middle of the night! This sucks. It lasted only around five to ten minutes or so, so it wasn't too bad. But the adrenaline rush was enough to keep me awake until 3am. My 3 hours of sleep wasted thanks to that ordeal. Smooth move girl.
I screwed Chinese up. I didn't get my A2 for my EOYs. Oh damn, my mum is going to kill me if she finds out. I better get at least an A2 for my HCL 'O's, or she will skin me alive. What was worse was that I could have gotten my A2. IF I did not make all those careless mistakes (including cuo zi and not complete an answer for a question), I would be staring at my A2. There are only 8 As in class though, and 8 PRCs. Says a lot doesn't it. Damn the paper, and RGS' one was supposedly a whole notch higher in terms of difficulty compared to ours. Oh fuck. My HCL is screwed.
I just took my flu vaccination for the Silicon Valley trip for my EOYs activity this year. I am not afraid of needles, thank god, but this one HURT. I swear, the doctor is either not qualified or he is trying to make himself seem over-efficient. The nurse sprayed the alcohol. Ok, good, a nice large amount. The doctor JABBED the damn needle into my muscle. Not SLIDE it in like most doctors, but JABBED the freaking thing in, BELOW the area where the nurse sprayed. Due it hurt! Everyone winced; rather everyone winced AFTER the jab. And guess what? It is currently in the middle of a nice big BLUE BLACK. I swear, the doctor sucks. Went to tuition with the jab and I was lightheaded and suffering from minor heartburn -- my first time having such symptoms after a flu jab. I usually don't even get a fever. I swear, I need to recover soon.
I better get down to completing bio and some physics today, if not, I am screwed both upside-down and inside-out.
~Mystickal aka Melesa
~Souten ni zase... HYOURINMARU!
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Tagged. T_T
|| Time: 12:35 p.m. || Date: Monday, September 17, 2007||
CLICK HERE
Oh man, barely 10 days till the dreaded EOYs, and I am here sneezing and coughing my behind off. My head is laden with lead and I am losing revision time super quickly. I tried to stop myself from coding/graphics-ing/blogging/daydreaming etc, you get the point, but when you are down with a fever, staring at a page for 15 minutes will not even get 50% of the information strewn across the page into this head of mine. I was down with a fever in school last Thursday (complained to my dad in the morning but he wouldn't believe me...) and so I skipped school the day after to go see a doctor. Fair enough right? And just when I thought I was more or less fit enough to begin proper revision again, I the fever decided to pay me yet another visit again. So here I am stuck at home, staring at my notes once more. Hooray. I don't know if it is a blessing or a curse sometimes.
Anyway, a certain Karrot tagged me, so I guess I shall put the thingum here.
1. the person who tagged you is
Karene
2. your relationship with him/her is
Ex-203'05 classmate and CCA-mate
3. 5 impressions you have of him/her
... Her mood swings can top mine; sharp-tongued (if you want to take that literally, by all means go ahead); meanie ^^''; has this ability to just dao you etc... You catch my drift.
4. the most memorable thing he/she has done for you
Eh... Scaring me with icky stuff (coughcreepycrawliescough <-- alliteration too O_o)...
5. the most memorable words he/she has said to you
Hmmm... It's more of actions than words... -_-|||
6. if he/she becomes your lover, you will
*dies*
7. if he/she becomes your lover, things he/she has to improve on will be
*cough* I shall ignore the front portion of the sentence... *cough* Bullying me, duh. EDIT: As in... NOT bullying me. Work on her NOT bullying me, yes.
8. if he/she becomes your enemy, you will
Make sure I am protected from her chasing me with god-knows-what.
9. if he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be
Personality clashing.
10. the most desirable thing you want to do for him/her now is
Kick her in the behind.
11. your overall impression of him/her is
Rather nice, surprisingly hehe, but still a meanie sometimes.
12. how do you think people around you will feel about you
It ranges from a nerd to a bitch I bet. Oh and my classmates around me think I am emo. -_-|||
13. the characteristic you love about yourself is
Eh... Does ability to have vivid daydream counts?
14. on the contrary, the characteristic you hate about yourself is
Pessimistic me.
15. the most ideal person you want to be is
No one in particular, just to be perfect. Nice eh.
16. for people that care and like you, say something to them
>_< I am not sure I am worth all the caring sometimes... Hehe. Thanks guys~!
17. pass this quiz to 10 people that you wish to know how they feel about you [since most of the people in school are already tagged... Let me put more of my other friends here]
1. Hollie~! [Put up some other stuff besides your sets once in a while... They rock though!]
2. Sandy~! [Your blog is dying....]
3. KW Kor [After you are done si qu huo lai-ing in NS]
4. Gavin Kor [Come on, stop talking about WoW ONLY...]
5. CC Kor [I know you are gaming too but this won't take more than 15 minutes!]
6. Gege [Take a break from your As... Or rather do this after the As.]
7. Anna~! [>_< I'll make it up to you for not MAing enough...]
8. Marcus [You said you weren't blogging right?]
9. Daniel [Same as Anna, I'll be more active in MV after the exams... @_@]
0. Aleera~! [Do this and I will continue the RP!]
who is no.6 having a relationship with? [gege]
His GF duh...
is no.9 a male or female? [daniel]
Male!
if no. 7 and 0 are together, will it be a good thing? [anna and aleera]
No. My ears will kill me! They are friends though...^^;;
what is no.2 studying about? [sandy]
High school stuff?
when was the last time you had a chat with no. 3? [KW]
Last week.
what kind of music does no.8 like? [marcus]
Anime.
does no.1 have any siblings? [hollie]
An adult bro who bullies her more than my bro does. O_o
will you woo no.3? [KW]
O_O.
how about no.7? [anna]
I am kinda straight...
is no. 4 single? [gavin]
Currently yes.
what's the surname of no.5? [CC]
Chia
what's the name of no.0? [aleera]
Aleera? Hehe. Megan is her real name.
what's the hobby of no.4? [gavin]
WoW. Full stop.
do no.5 and 9 get along well? [CC and daniel]
I doubt so. They don't know each other. They have 0 similar interests too.
where is no.2 studying at? [sandy]
States?
say something casual about no.1 [hollie]
Fellow graphician and IGGer! Come over soon! (Cause I kept my promise about going over...)
have you tried developing feelings for no.8? [marcus]
We have to develop feelings to be friends right?
where does 9 live? [daniel]
States ?
what colour does no.4 like? [gavin]
No preference.
are no.5 and 1 best friends? [CC, hollie]
Ummm, strangers? Doubt so, 0 similar interests too.
does no.7 like no.2? [anna, sandy]
Strangers again. They would get along though, their interests are like... Almost a perfect match.
did you get to know no.2? [sandy]
Anime Chains forums~!
does no.1 have any pets? [hollie]
BUNNY~! >_< *wubswubs*
is no.7 the sexiest person in the world? [anna]
No! But she thinks so though. ^^;; *runs*
Ok, back to mugging.
~Mystickal aka Melesa
~Souten ni zase... HYOURINMARU!
//~+*^-||-^*+~\\
Photos
|| Time: 07:57 a.m. || Date: Tuesday, September 4, 2007||
The ultra dark image is of the balcony thingum connected to my room. Will report a day time picture another time. Got to rush, NEA course awaits.
~Mystickal aka Melesa
~Souten ni zase... HYOURINMARU!
//~+*^-||-^*+~\\
NDP. Finally.
|| Time: 05:19 p.m. || Date: Friday, August 31, 2007||
2007 NDP Singapore Photos
2007 NDP Singapore Fireworks Display
I've decided not to plaster them all over my blog or your computers will die while waiting for it to load. Have fun, I think.
The pages the pictures and video are on are part of my website. You can access them via the updates in the main page as well. Leave a message or something if you want them.
~Mystickal aka Melesa
~Souten ni zase... HYOURINMARU!
//~+*^-||-^*+~\\
Selfish, self-centered, spoilt bitch's rant.
|| Time: 09:20 p.m. || Date: Monday, August 20, 2007||
Goddamn it! I've just moved to my new hom-, wrong. HOUSE. NOT home. It's a HOUSE that's all. It is NOT my home. The moving process itself killed a lot of my brain cells (and just when exams are around the corner damn it) and caused a hell lot of arguements to be thrown around the house for the entire day, both the new one and my old home. I swear, moving house sucks. Ok fine, moving is still ok since I've finished packing my stuff into 6 cardboard boxes and 5 luggages (my room only) within 2 days. Unpacking is the real pain in the ass. I mean when you pack, you throw everything in. When you unpack, you have to decide the new places where you want to put them and what to bring out and what to be kept sealed for the next 1-2 years. And guess what? The new house is so frikking small, that I could only unpack like 2 boxes and my room is full. Hallelujah. What the hell am I going to do with the rest of my stuff?! I can't keep all of them sealed up in the warehouse for the next 2 years?! And what about my gaming stuff?! I haven't even OPEN the box and I am struggling to find places to store my STUDY MATERIALS. Oh god. Moving to a SMALLER house fucking sucks. I know, I am spoilt, I have lived in a house way smaller than this before, but that was a goddamn close to 7 years ago! I barely had anything then! And my bro was just a toddler, so what big and bulky stuff can he buy then? If you have a teen in the house, be sure the house is BIG ENOUGH to store his or her stuff. The only bright side to this situation is my cupboard is a lot bigger. Like by 25%? I'd rather a cupboard a lot smaller and a room which is BIGGER. And my parents still could tell me that this room was 'a lot bigger than your previous one'. Bigger my fucking head. And I only have like 2 shelves to place my books and worksheets! Most of my stuff in my previous room were placed in various cupboards and drawers. Now I have no idea how the hell am I going to store them. I can't even display a crap now. My working table is makeshift, and after I've placed my stuff on it, I barely have enough space to do my homework. If I do my homework, there wouldn't be enough space to move the mouse of my computer. Oh god. And the space is wasted thanks to a mini balcony like thing. Aesthetically pleasing but a hell of a waste of space. With that extra space turned into a cupboard, I can place another box's worth of stuff in! And with my mini desk at the FOOT of my bed, I'll be sure to KICK my phone off when I sleep. Damn it damn it damn it! The layout SUCKS. The windows kill shelf space! Cute and quaint but a WASTE OF SPACE. Not like I can open them! Not when I have stuff on the ledge! Yes, I am MAXIMISING MY SPACE.
I have no idea how the hell am I going to studying under YELLOW LIGHTING. An overly elaborate lamp hangs above, which I have to admit is quite nice, but my room is to be more or less minimalistic and futuristic with angular stuctures rather than the 1990s design! Yes, I am being a spoilt bitch here but I did warn you all, I am going to RANT my head off in this post. And there are computer wires tangled at my feet when I do work since there isn't any place to hide them or whatsoever like before. And the entire feel of the room... I don't like it. I am tensed up when I enter it, I don't wish to trod barefooted on the floor, or even lean against the wall. I know they were mopped, cleaned and swept etc, but it's just NOT MY ROOM. I miss the dark and light pinks that greet me when I return from school, the bright sunlight shining in and the various super tall condos across my block. I miss the MRT which was in walking distance and the malls which I frequent. I miss taking a bus home with my friends and jogging to and fro gym. I miss taking a cab home almost everyday and enjoying how convinient Newton is. Damn it! I want Newton! No, I want a BIGGER house at NEWTON. Spoilt? That's me. Great, now I am supposed to take a bath. Don't even get me started on the bathroom. It is SMALL, DINGY and DARK. Oh god, I miss my biege and pink bathroom with sparkles and shine and BRIGHT LIGHTS. I miss the connecting bathroom! I can just pop over to my bro's to say hi or to annoy him. Now I have to walk into the hallway. Great. I don't even want to step in there. It seems so gross to me. Argh. It's all in my head I know, but the colors do NOT help. It's a dusty biege white brown color scheme, with a light at the top of the mirror not working. Oh help, I want my old darling bathroom with the view of the opposite condo's swimming pool and the cool wind in my face and fresh air. There is a pathetically small window which I don't even want to open just at the corner of the bathroom. Like that is going to allow much circulation of air. The bathing area is HORRENDOUS. I can barely move without hitting the walls and the plastic door. I am FAT so I need more space to bathe. Damn it! My old bathroom might have been narrow, but it is LONG. This is ANGULAR and the bathing area is like that of a hotel shower, only the hotel bathroom has a lot more space and a bathtub. And once you close the main door, you feel TRAPPED. It's horrible. It took me ages to step into the showering area. Argh. There aren't even any ledges to place my bathing stuff on. What the hell. I feel itchy even after showering. Ewww. There isn't a tap connected to the shower thingum. How nice. And the water from the shower is fucking cold even with the fucking heater on! I wanted a WARM shower, but I got a cold one with a pathetically weak water flow. I want water which SPRAYS FULL FORCE on my scalp, allowing me to wash my hair easier and give me a head massage at the same time. Old bathroom come back to me! I miss you! I swear, this mirror makes me look fatter too.
The overall layout of the house SUCK. Theoretically, I should be able to live rather comfortably with the current floor area of the house. But no, the stupid architect had to make the layout in such a way that a lot of space is fucking wasted. Space that could have been properly and better utilised. If the layout had been like my previous home, it would be a lot bigger in a sense. Afterall, it is only 1/6th smaller than my old home. The hall is long. In fact, it is longer than the hall of my previous home, although there isn't a dining area here. But it is HELL NARROW. I HATE it. My eyes will die if I watch TV at that distance! And the hall table is so close to the sofa that someone with trucks for legs like me has to SQUEEZE just to sit down properly. ARGH. Horrible. Disgusting. I am starting to loathe this place a lot. I can't see how am I going to adapt enough to focus on my EOYs, or even get down to doing homework. I can't see how am I going to spend my JC life in this place and move just before my As. This. Fucking. Sucks. I'd rather give them back the few millions and get back my old house. The problem with renting a house is that too big a house = too expensive especially in districts 9, 10 and 11, which of course we won't stay anywhere other than these since it would be far from our schools. For example, a 1.1k square feet house in Newton, a new development, would cost around 4000 a month, which is more than what I am paying here and the floor area is a lot bigger. A house with the size of my old home would cost 3-4million to buy in the current crazy market. They used to cost half of that amount, or even 1 million over for the older developments. Renting a landed house is just plain dumb, and I insist on not staying in one until I can drive. My dad doesn't like landed houses anyway. Even though this is temporary, 2 years is indeed a long time. I will be moving back to Newton then, but my new home then would be dwarfed by the ultra tall developments dominating the area. And buying a landed house there is just expensive and too small a land area anyway. The huge ones there will cost a bomb. As for condos, the standard sizes are 1-1.2k square feet or 1.9-2.5k square feet. Hardly any in between since the small ones already cost a bomb and those who can afford it would go for the bigger ones which are at the top floors and most likely penthouses, like my new home. On my old home's plot of land, there would be another one block development with 2 units per floor (sounds familar?), sizes averaging 1.8-1.9k sqaure feet, around that of my old home's. I am still trying to get my parents to sell the penthouse and get a unit there for old time's sake and convinience. Or we can get the penthouse there which is twice the land area of that since it is double stories. Sigh. Bet it will cost a bomb too. The normal untis would cost around...4 million minimum. And the penthouse... Not worth it. ARGH. Fucked up market prices.
Technically, this house is alright, just that I DON'T LIKE IT. I've been trying to psycho myself into accepting it but failing miserably always. As in, I can accept the fact that I am moving and never seeing my old home again, but I am unable to accept all the lifestyle changes. I can accept that this is the house we are temporarily renting for 1-2 years but I am unable to adapt to its restrictions. I even tried to imagine the house pleding for me to give it a chance, to let it show that it can be a good and nice house to me, but I just can't stop loathing it. It's just like some people. You want to give them a chance, but no matter how hard you try, you are unable to fully rid of the disgust and frustration in yourself. It's both irritating and painful for me. I just need time, but I don't have the luxury of it now. I want to completely revamp the entire house, my room most, to fit my taste but I will probably get sued and all. Argh. I AM thankful for the roof above my head, a place to sleep in and 'study', but I just can't stand it. At least not yet. It's contradicting. I look at my current room and I think, ok, this is where I am gonna be for the next two years, and I accept that fact. But I can't stop nitpicking at the various inconviniences and flaws of the room. Fuck fuck fuck! I still have a ton of clothes to pack as well, from the 3 luggages I've unpacked so far. I don't even want to think of what's gonna happen when I open the biggest one of all. I still can't get used to the lack of space and the new positions of my stuff. Thank goodness for all the familar items, it doesn't feel all that alien to me. When I step into the room, there is this old room smell which I miss so dreadfully. But then this nastier scent weaves itself into the former, completely destroying the homeliness of it all. ARGH. I want my Pink Palace back.
I can't deny that I don't miss my old home at all. In fact, when I think of it at night alone, it invokes this overwhelming sense of nostalgia and sorrow in me. It holds so many of my fondest memories in it, and of all the houses I've moved to, this is the first house I can call home, and the first one to be torn down. I have nothing concrete left to house these thoughts, only in the unreliable recesses of my mind, where I try to hang on to them dearly for fear that I would lose them once I let go. It is like picking up fragmented pieces of glass with your bare hands. When I reach out for a memory housed in that home of mine, the glass digs deeper into my palm, causing only more pain to me. The constricting feeling in my heart, threatening to suffocate me as I continue gathering them day by day. The pain will subdue with time, but never completely. I don't want to forget, I don't even want the pain to go away. I'd rather suffer every night then lose all those memories. It's amazing how I can feel such a strong sense of attachment to that certain home of mine. It has a completely different feel from other places I had stayed in. I could just throw down everything and be myself in there without a care in the world. I laughed, I cried, I stormed, I dreamt in that house. I love that place. I really do. It's not just the location or the size of it. What I miss most is the memories it holds for me. The memories I would treasure even when I grow old, even when I migrate overseas. Changes are unavoidable. But I can't help clinging onto the past. I don't want to let go. Not yet. Just let me enjoy the memories when they are still fresh, just allow me to relive my thoughts when they are still vivid, for memories fade with time. I will never be able to bask myself in that certain homeliness ever again.
~Mystickal aka Melesa
~Souten ni zase... HYOURINMARU!
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Typical Singaporeans
|| Time: 01:02 p.m. || Date: Friday, August 10, 2007||
Ok now onto the CCA Sec 4 farewell party. On the whole, it was a lot of fun, with tons of laughter to make it even better. Our juniors ordered Canadian pizza as well as KFC, but since those needed an hour to arrive, our dear Jasmine decided we should play some games to kill time. So we played murderer, what's new? And someone, I can't remember who, decided that whoever dies, will be able to feast on the sushi brought by yet another junior first! So all the secondary 4s were pleding to get killed so we could steal all the sushi :D! And I took the crabmeat one and one more smaller tuna thingum one since there were leftovers. So after the game, along with a lot of unglam photos taken by Karrot, the food had arrived and we dashed back into the canteen. As usual, secondary 4s have the priviledge of going first so we stole almost the entire pizza. And I shared this big big chicken with Beck as well, and duh, I did the seperation of the chicken since Beck was clueless about how to go around doing it. Perhaps that was why I was the one who cut the fishhead during our mini gathering at Crystal Jade... Even the waitress (who smashed the entire fishhead might I add) couldn't do a better job than me. Sheesh. This is what you get from someone who is able to eat an entire fish on her own. So after snacking and chatting, and even more unglam photos of Char being taken by Karrot. So after the 'main course', we went to get ice-cream, me getting the jelly one. Went to the while mini swing thingum and sat there with Beck and Karrot. Swung and chatted and bullied Beck (at least I did), until Mr Khong told us we could all get another ice-cream as a treat from him. So I took a chocolate covered vanilla one. This time, we forced Mr Khong to get onto the swing with us too! Hehe! He was hesistant since the swing did not look stable (in fact, it isn't), and he complained that he would get motion sickness while on it, which he did get (or rather he claimed he had) while swinging with us. Char joined us after Mr Khong decided he had enough of the swing, and more teasing and laughter followed. Yay. Three of us (Beck, Karrot and I) decided to go to the tyre swings to 're-live old memories of sec 1 and 2'. So off we ran to the swings, with that darn Beck overtaking me thanks to her ultra long legs. -_-||| I took Yi Min's swing (Oh, Fausty and Yi Min were too busy playing the piano, or rather Yi Min is trying to teach Fausty how to), Karrot on the 'ghost'/Sars' swing, and Beck on Sai's. So off we chatted and swung up and down. April, Bao, Claire and Char joined us soon after and more teasing and 'showing off' went around. Karrot and I tried to recall all the poses we created during Sec 1 and 2, and of course I distinctly remembered by Gorilla and Gu Niang poses. So Beck and I started swining up up up, while a poor little Char was staring at us like we were mad (since she couldn't even get the swing to move on her own...) and after she was pushed, hard, by Bao, she got so traumatised that she had to hug the wooden pole supporting the swings... More unglam shots of Char by Karrot followed. So I was bored and all so I decided to once more do the bend completely upside down while swining trick I used to do with Karrot and Sai ages ago. Karrot was a little full so she didn't really it do too many times but I was on a high so I kept bending backwards. And Karrot took a photo of it too! Went back to the canteen to get our stuff and we stopped by at the piano to see how Fausty was doing with Yi Min's teaching hehe. She managed to learn 3 songs in an hour or so. O_o Yi Min is a great teacher, with credits to Fausty for being able to learn quite quickly as well hehe. So that was it and we went home feeling nice and happy. Unglam photos can be seen in Karrot's blog. CLICK HERE.
Ahh, onto National Day yesterday. Fausty, Zeen and I decided to go to the riverside by Esplanade to see the fireworks. We were supposed to meet at 4.30pm, but I was late so it dragged on until it was 5pm before we actually met up. I didn't managed to take my lunch before arriving at Raffles City, so went to grab a blueberry muffin to last me until after the entire parade. So we walked all the way to Esplanade, and we were like oogling at the huge crowd there. I was hoping it wouldn't be so crowded, but it was packed. So we spent around an hour aimlessly wandering around since the policemen and guards did not allow us to enter the Esplanade yet. Oh oh we saw two people in goth lolita outfits, and one had hair with the colours of rainbow dyed in it as well. O_o It was hell cool, but it was super warm out (contradicting but heck) and even I, a silly person who totally forgot it was National Day until after I changed into my outfit, was in a total black get-up, and looked like 'someone who just came out of a Goth movie' (quoted from Zeen). So I was actually roasting, not that much but still. Black blouse with black leggings and a black skirt = warm warm warm. So finally, after a lot of walking, we arrived at the area just outside the stadium. We were almost at the front of the entire thing so it wasn't too bad a view. Thank goodness I brought my sunglasses and camera so meanwhile, we just chatted and stoned. Might I add Singaporeans, mostly are just plain inconsiderate imbeciles with 0 courtesy? Throughout the almost 3 hours we spent standing there, at least 2 people shoved their bloody elbows into my backbone and didn't even turn around to say sorry when I shouted at them. I was bumped and shoved more than 40 times even though the gap between me and the next person was large enough for a super fat person or two thin ones to walk through without bumping into me. As for the people who wanted to squeeze through, they just shoved past, and some stomped onto my poor uncovered toes. Bloody imbeciles is the perfect term for them. Fortunately, I was brought up with sufficient education on basic mannerisms and courtesy, unlike those swines. So we chatted about future jobs and subject combinations, as well as mocked the insensitive ah-sohs, ah-lians, ah-bengs etc around us. When we arrived, the ground was free of litter, almost. But as more people arrived, the amount of rubbish grew tremendously and I almost tripped over a discarded drink can with a disgusting straw sticking out of it. It just goes to show how much of a Garden City and how 'clean' Singapore is. 'Clean' my ass.
Most people just don't get the hint when you hint sarcastically at them when they bump into you or blow smoke into your face. What happened to the non-smoking campiagn? Unless the government is going to do something about those smokers, people like us, who breathe in second-hand smoke are going to die of lung cancer, especially those who are already suffering from lung and breathing problems, like ME. I swear my jacket smelt like smoke from those fucking inconsiderate smokers who just blow their disgusting toxic cloud into the air like they are some steam-engine or something. I was on the verge of going up to them and punching their faces and burn all the cigarettes in their faces. They want smoke? I will give them all the smoke they want. I exploded at least 6 times yesterday thanks to all those assholes anyway.
I think that will do for now. I shall abstain from blogging about CCA CIP which cause my current pimple outbreak. That shall be kept for another day before I pop a vein due to all my rantings. Oh met a few of my PRC classmates when we had to squeeze our way to the MRT station at Raffles City. We wanted to get a proper dinner but sigh, every place we went to was packed to the brim. So we settled for smoothies at MIX and I had a curry chicken pie for dinner. Charming. Never again am I going to risk my blood pressure by going to places like that again. The behaviour of Singaporeans appal me. Oh, I did manage to meet 1 person who actually said excuse me when trying to get past me. I was so shocked! The world is coming to an end! *le gasp!* So I went, "OMG! Did someone actually say EXCUSE ME when trying to get past? I am amazed!" Everyone around me immediately turned and looked at us. Not like I cared, although I was sure they saw the really nasty smirk on my face. Go me.
p/s: Fireworks photos in the next post.
~Mystickal aka Melesa
~Souten ni zase... HYOURINMARU!
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Finally. End of Sufferings... For now.
|| Time: 12:34 a.m. || Date: Saturday, July 28, 2007||
Nothing much happened this week. I mean come on, tests and all, I doubt I will allow much to happen to me anyway. But something DID happen anyway. On Wednesday, it was my group's turn to do the IH seminar presentation on Environmental Sustainability. On Tuesday, I read through the ppt and got a shock of my life. My members had misinterpreted the question. Half of them did anyway. So I went into a hell of a frenzy and started making calls and all and rushing to edit the slides and hopefully link it back to the seminar question. So on Tuesday, my recess, lunch time, after school lunch time, CCA time were all taken up by that darn ppt. Thankfully, we managed to get everything settled by 11.30pm that night, and I have yet to start on the main topics for the Biology test on Thursday yet. Thank goodness during CCA, Mr Khong was really nice and helped me a lot by giving me tips on how to approach and tackle the questions, how to link my case studies to the question just by modifying the langauge etc. One of my group members managed to get the notes for that topic from 4/1 and using that as a guide, crafted out our own ppt slides. During CCA, I was so afriad that we were unable to complete the slides on time, and thus sent an email to my IH teacher telling him my group might not be able to present during the 1 hour IH slot, only to recieve a rather... Short and... Unhappy to put it nicely, reply from my teacher. Anyway, I was so happy it was completed and finally slept peacefully. However, trouble was to follow the day after.
The day after, I was suffering from a horrible sore throat (I still am, painful and parched throat...) and IH was the last lesson of the day. During Biology, my physics teacher came looking for my group to inform us that we had to be present at the RJC Toy Making Competition Prize Presentation. It was such a short notice and we had to get parent's consent and all... So I made a phone call to my mum on the spot and duh she gave me the permission to go. But the timing was unconfirmed and she told me she would get back to us during lunch. However during lunch time, I waited for ages and still no call from her. After returning to class, I found out from my team members that we would leave class just before IH starts so we won't be able to present with only 2 members left. I told the remaining members to inform my IH teacher and we were off. Who would have guessed my IH teacher was just upset about us not being able to present that lesson and almost forced the remaining two members to present. Hello, 2 people to present 70+ slides? That was just not practical. And the first 50 slides were for the 4 of us who were at RJC. So I smsed one of the remaining members to tell him we only knew about the RJC thingum barely 5 minutes before IH started, (it was just confirmed then) and thus we were unable to tell him sooner. And it was NOT deliberate. Why the hell would I waste my entire day's worth of revision to rush some darn ppt?! And he was like critisizing our slides after he allowed us to present during the next lesson, however with a 50% penalty. First, he commented it was too wordy when each point contained a sentence at most each. Then he went on to say the slides did not seem like last-minute's work. Hello. We are EFFICIENT. 6 of us. Each of us research on 1-2 aspects of the question, an average of around 12 slides each, and yay, we get 70+ slides. And we worked for the ENTIRE day. The other group in charge of the question didn't even START on their research and ppt damn it and we get scolded. What. The. Hell. So that member defended us once more and my teacher went like 60% reduction. What the hell? Just for defending ourselves? That was too much. So the four of us (went there via another physics teacher's car) told that teacher and our physics teacher our plight and they agreed to help us explain to that IH teacher of mine. Throughout the entire ride and all, we were fuming mad. It just wasn't fair! What's more, being an IH teacher, one should base his or her arguements on LOGIC and EVIDENCE, he had NONE. His was pure EMOTIONAL and out of SPITE. Damn. He is a GUY for heaven's sake. I thought ah-sohs were bad. So finally the teachers PERSUADED him to let us off and give us an extention till week 8 although he was arguing with my poor physics teacher after his lesson today outside of class... Even Fausty from the next class could hear them zzz... Typical. I am one of the FEW students in his class who do NOT tease him behind his back too. If this is what I get as repayment, I am probably going to be the biggest gossip about him from now on. Sheesh.
As for the Prize Presentation, I had to leave early so I didn't see much. I left at around 3pm so I didn't get to hear the speech by the reknowned toy inventor. Apparently his English was horrendous according to the rest of my team who stayed till tea-break then took their leave as well. Arrived there and went to our mini-booth thingum where our toy and poster were placed. Another Nanyang team from 4/2 was beside us too.Went to register and got the stickers to identify us and all. Decided to go to the meeting place for the speech since there was only 10 minutes left anyway. Couldn't find our way there so we asked this girl doing her homework and she was nice enough to bring us there. Apparently, there was this fair or fest thingum going on at the school that day, so it was crowded and the festive mood was so there. People dressed in different costumes from different ages and cultures (including a shinigami which one of my team members saw but I didn't T_T) and different booths were set up around this circular arena thingum explaining the cultures and outfits. It was so lively compared to HCJC! So my culture. >_< I am tempted to apply for DSA into RJC, but it would be such a waste for my 4 years of education in Nanyang then. Sigh. Did I mention everyone I saw was twig thin?! Totally jealous here. Anyway the darn speech started 40 minutes later than expected so we revised Biology until the physics teacher who brought us here and the other team came in. Then we were told we had to get our pictures taken with our toy so we went back to our booth (since I had to leave early) and took a few shots with our toy. Then I went in again and waited and waited and waited for the darn speech to start, only to leave before it actualy started since they kept delaying it. They showed this video for a car, can't remember the brand, I think it was Honda or something while we waited for the thingum to start. Apparently it was this long chain of parts from 2 cars of that brand (nothing else) and due to chain reactions (totally cool ones might I add), managed to set off the car at the end of it all. No digital tricks or enhancements were used and it took 606 takes for them to get it right! Totally rocking! It was super aweosme. If I can locate the clip, I will put it up here. So I left went home and yea nothing much. Recieved the certificate for the event today. Yay, another certificate for my portfolio! Oh well, we ARE finalists... ^^;;
Today's CCA was interesting. I had no idea we were giving out flyers today around Linden Drive and only found out after Fausty told me. Oh well, I guess I must have forgotten about it as usual. So we split up into 2 different group to take care of different parts of Linden Drive. My group was lucky enough to get the one closer to the school so we finished in an hour. We had 5 people in our group, 2 sec 1s, 1 sec 2, Fausty and me. So being advisors, we were supposed to bring them around and give out flyers. To facillitate the giving of flyers, we split into 2, the 3 of them in one group, Fausty and me in another to take one side of the road. We have no idea how but every time we chose the side of the street to distribute the flyers to, we always took the one without any houses or with very little houses. Quite a fair number of houses kept dogs and they made a hell lot of noise as we tried to put the flyers into their mailboxes. There was this house where there were two big dogs plastering themselves against the metal gates, trying to snap at whoever was trying to touch their mailbox. I pity the postman. The juniors were frightened off by the dogs so Fausty went up and placed the flyer in the mailbox. -_-||| For the subsequent houses, Fausty was like standing outside the gate and staring at the dogs. She even said bye to some of them. O_o. We went from Jalan something road to Linden Drive, then Linden Crest for Fausty and I, back to another Linden Drive and back to school! The sec 1s went to the library to find the other sec 1s while the 3 of us sat at the canteen waiting. After ages, still no sign of them. Went to the piano to play some silly fragmented songs for a while before going up to find out what they were doing. Turns out they spent like 40 darn minutes up there. What the hell. Wasted our time. So anyway dismissed them from there. Fausty didn't go up since she went to chat with Auntie Helen till like 5.45pm making me wait till 5.20pm before rushing off since there was no way I could tell her I had to go. -_-||| Read the magazine 'NewScientist' and it was really interesting, focusing a lot on the solar system and cosmology. I am so tempted to order it. Maybe I will. I read an article about teens being 'nocturnal' and apparently, it IS in our GENES. We tend to get 'nocturnal' until 19.5 years old then our body clock adjusts back to normal (compare a baby and a teen and you get what I mean). Just like how old people sleep at 7pm and wake at 4am... It's all in the GENES although you can coax it back to 'normal'... Doesn't work for me. So now I guess I have an excuse for the teachers when I sleep in class. 50% of teens in schools complain they are tired and 20% sleep in at least one lesson each day... So tell me, how can I not be one of them when I sleep at midnight or later? Apparently barely 10% of us get the 9 hours of sleep we need per night. Hehe.
Yay! Sabbaticals next week! Time to slack and relax!!! Speaking of which I have yet to finish the 4th chapter for my fanfiction yet... I better finish it by the weekend of something... Then there is still the problem of fanart... Sigh. I need to hit the gym, do my tuition homework, complete my projects and homework, revise for math test... Argh. So much to do, so little time. No I am not going to do 'deep' and insightful posts yet. I am lacking the motivation to write and argue my way through endless rounds of debates. Forget it. Let me just waste away here for a while. Ah that reminds me, I have yet to comment on HP book 7. Let's save it for another day. I'm wiped.
~Mystickal aka Melesa
~Souten ni zase... HYOURINMARU!
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What a day.
|| Time: 02:03 a.m. || Date: Saturday, July 21, 2007||
Let me stop ranting about that before I start a fire with all the fuming I am doing now. I shall start off with today's events then. Woke up today after not too good a sleep. Recently I've been tossing and turning a lot in bed, unable to fully fall into deep slumber. Instead, I would wake at weird timings in the middle of the night/morning and fall asleep once more if I am lucky. Got up on time and well for once, went to school without feeling tired. Which was surprising since I did not sleep well. During prize presentation and announcements after flag raising, which might I add too around 20 minutes, a milipede like crawled super close to me. A girl from 4/1 tapped my shoulder and pointed at it since it was crawling towards me. I was like O_o. So I moved back. And it crawled towards me. So I moved some more. It crawled EVEN closer. So I moved even further. And I pulled my knees to my body and tried to place as much distance as possible between me and that digusting creature. Thank goodness it caught the drift and moved away, towards my classmate sitting next to me. So I tapped HER shoulder and she started moving too. It was worse for her since it crawled until she couldn't move anymore and had to lift half her body off the ground so it could pass without touching her. My classmates behind were like laughing and moving to get away from that black long gross ewww- I shan't even say what it is now. My monitress was like, "Go there! There!!! To the teachers! Come, go go!" It was hilarious. It really did crawl to the teachers and to the Secondary 2s... Did this School Experience Survey thingum, which was confidential so we could answer truthfully, which I decided to do by being mean! ^^ Physics after that. Spent 30 minutes waiting for Mdm Toh to come in, and she spent the remaining time talking about some questions which barely 1/3 the class bothered to listen to (I am one of them who listened ok! But seriously, listening and NOT listening does not make much difference). I was having bad cramps so I was elated when recess came. Queued for mixed vegetables for like 15 minutes and went to eat at the far benches with Fausty, Karrot and Jia. My cramps did get better, thank goodness since it was Bio SPA after that. So rushed up for SPA and how nice, my cramps became almost unbearable while I was crafting the conclusion of the thingum. So I crapped it out (thus I bet I can only get 4/6 maximum) and rushed to the toilet since I was feeling both dizzy and nauseous. Tried my best to rid of the nauseousness but didn't work so I went back to class. The degree of pain accelerated too. So during Chinese, I was on the verge of just standing up and running to the sick bay when the teacher was giving us our task. I forced myself to wait till after she had finished explaining since it would be both rude and silly to just interrupt her when she is addressing the entire class... So I told her immediately after she stopped and she gave me permission to go to the sick bay. Like everyone around me wanted to bring me there to skip lesson -_-|||, but she asked the monitress to bring me down yea. So for like the 6-7th time this year, I am down at the General Office for being sick once more. So signed in to the sick bay and surprisingly, today was my first time in the sick bay. I usually just go home straight.
So at the sick bay, I slept for like 45 minutes or so. No matter which position I was in, the pain was just intense and I was pespiring like I had been running 2.4 or something. Took me quite a while but in the end, I managed to fall asleep. The first bell of end of lunch woke me up. I was like, goodness! I slept for so long?! So I went to place the stuff back in place and went out to the main office to pass them the form and sign out. And coincidentially, I met my chinese teacher when I exited the main office and she was like, are you alright now? And I just smiled sheepishly and nodded. I mean I did sleep for quite a while so the pain was just a dull occasional throb, a 100 times better than before. She asked if I wanted to go home I was like shaking my head violently. That would make it the 6-7th time I am going home before school ends thanks to some injury or me falling ill. It's bad enough I just went home the week before! No way. I bet for this year, I am the only person who went to ask for early leave from school nonstop. Imagine me knocking on Mr Low's door again... No way. Anyway the rest of the class left for the Judo competition at 12.15pm, it was closing 1pm then, so I only had an hour of FREE TIME before I can go home. My mum is picking me up anyway so it's ok. So back to class for me. True enough, only my bag was there and my table still had all the worksheets and stuff strewn over. So I packed my bag and used the class computer till the end of school. Hehe, I was bored so I went to Neopet for that entire hour, allowing me to get all the freebies as well as earn my daily 10k from the easy games. I can earn more but hey, it was an hour! And not to mention school computers are hell laggy. It takes like 2 minutes to open one page. That was fast in fact. It took 30 minutes to load the background of the WoW official website and another 30 minutes to load the text. The flash animation loaded another 15 minutes after all those! Pathetic. So I neomailed Jo while I was Neopeting too. Hehe, the school unblocked it for no idea what reason. I did wish I could download Gunbound but haha, fat hope. So I went down just a few minutes before the ending school bell and went home to get ready to go to the doctor's (the real reason as to why I couldn't or rather WOULDN'T go and waste my precious time at the Judo competition). So went to the doctor's, waited for like 45 minutes even with an appointment... Had the routine checkup and all and realised my blowing/lung capacity DECREASED. Goodness. I spent all those money and still no improvements?! Anyway, doctor gave me a new set of medicine for my flu and fever since the one I finished didn't help at all. Got my MCs as well so yeap. All done. The next time I am going there will be like in 2 month's time when all my medicine is gone! So went to the taxi stand, hallelujah. It was raining. Waited like 20 minutes for a cab even though I was 6th in queue! Most of them were changing shifts and yea, frustrating. Thank goodness the weather Newton was fine so I went home, slacked, bathed and off to tuition yada yada and here I am!
Oh oh, before I forget let me rant about something which happened at the hospital. I was waiting for the elevator which took ages and yea. Finally the lift came and well it was going DOWN, but it was empty, so the entire group of people, including myself, entered, hoping it would go up straight. So someone pressed a button and it didn't respond so I knew someone below must had already pressed for the lift. So I didn't bother pressing the number and waited for it to go down. Better than rushing in later when the lift went back to lobby in case the lift was full! But the rest of the ADULTS kept pressing like IDIOTS. Oh my god. Once, nothing. Then they pressed again. And again. And again. Are they DUMB or something?! 3 times should be more than enough for you to know the lift isn't going to respond unless it goes down! So I was like, "It's going down. Let it go down first." They ignored me and kept pressing. "The lift is going down. It's not going up. Stop pressing! Wait for it to come up again!" I was pissed since it was almost time for my appointment and I do not fancy wasting my time thanks to such numbskulls. Then they listened. I swear, does it take a teenager to tell a bunch of ADULTS something as simple as that?! Typical Singaporeans lacking in common sense. Either that or they are blind. But the RED ARROW above the buttons was a little too striking to miss. I am once more amazed at the stupidity of Singaporeans. Of course, I would be insulting myself but sadly, that's reality. At least I am the only one in there who apparently still having sufficient common sense.
Let us backtrack a few days before... The other tests. Hmmm. On Tuesday, it was the IH test. Wednesday, LA Comprehension test. Thursday, Physics test. Today, Bio SPA. Awesome week isn't it. IH test, I blogged about it in the previous post. LA, it was fine I guess, just that I doubt I will be able to ace it since I wasn't too sure for both the summary and the first few questions of the paper. I was having a horrible sleepy spell during that day. To make things worse, it was in PC lab 4, with nice aircon on a warm day... Perfect for nap time man. I managed to finish 10 minutes beforehand despite Mr Tan warning us they many who took it before us were unable to complete it one time. Perhaps it was due to us needing to summarise the passage from line 5 to the end of the passage! Which is like hell long. Apparently my sitting partner called me later that following night to tell me she had summarised it from PARAGRAPH 5 onwards! She wasn't the only one... Not me though. I had a lot of time so I took my time reading the instructions and summarising the passage. Hope I score well to secure my A1 for EOYs this year. I am NOT leaving NY without my A1 for language arts or I will jump from the clocktower of the school. Maybe just pretending too but oh well. Physics. Don't even get my started. It was horrible. I flunked the moments question thanks to a super careless mistake for finding the perpendicular distance using sin... The MCQ was BAD. Apparently, the answers are all As and Cs from the genius class 4/1. Mine had all 4 letters, A to D. I am so dead. Sayonara pass for physics. So now I am back to square one. To drop Biology or Physics? I love the former, but the memory work is killing me. I hate the latter, but it is a lot easier to study espcially if I get a good tutor. Help. Bio SPA, quite easy but like I said, my cramps spoilt my concentration and going to the toilet thrice to try and puke didn't help much either. Doubt I will get full marks but I won't get lower than 4/6. Next week, Chem and Bio. Help. Memory work. T_T
Should I send my entries in for the love story/letter/whatnot competition? It ends on the 31st of this month and I admit it would look great in my portfolio. BUT, there is a problem of no credits given to the author if his or her work(s) is/are chosen for advertising and publication purposes. I hate it when people do not credit me. So should I try my luck for the sake of my portfolio or continue to be selfish and keep my works to myself? Not like my standard is that good but it's more of the satisfaction of getting creditted if my works were chosen given the 1/1000000000000000000000000 chance. I do have loose strands of thoughts currently and I do feel like writing a lot recently... Because I can't think of a suitable topic for the Oxford writing competition! The latter I am definately entering. But the former... The prizes aren't the most attractive but it's for the portfolio and fun of it... If not I can always go sappy in my fanfics anyway. Not much difference. Still. Sigh. Decisions decision. I don't have much time to write anyway with test week next week as well. Sigh. Homework too. Why must it always be during the stressful times of school for my inspirations to knock me on the head!
I would start typing about some lighter stuff like shopping and making graphics or doing a new layout... But it's currently 2am and I do not fancy myself sleeping too late since I have this NSS Fun with Bats activity tomorrow. It would be yet another packed day tomorrow sigh. When will it be time for me to get rich and just relax? Money. I shan't even go into the en bloc issues. My posts are getting shallower I know. But I am too tired to care now.
~Mystickal aka Melesa
~Souten ni zase... HYOURINMARU!
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IH Test, cleared.
|| Time: 06:58 p.m. || Date: Tuesday, July 17, 2007||
I am going to get a LTMC for PE for this term. I don’t want to risk collapsing during the rounds we have to jog before the fun even starts. So to slack and allow myself an hour of free time each PE lesson, I will get a LTMC this Friday, meaning I am able to skip the silly Judo competition thing although that means I have to skip CCA too… Hmmm. Still, I am not planning to waste 5 hours of my precious little time just to go there and stone! And anyway, I need to pass my PE teacher the MC by next week, and looking at my test schedule, I doubt I will be able to find sufficient time to do so. And if I go in the weekends, the clinic is just packed and the doctor only comes in at around 11am or so, making it even longer a wait for me and rather risky too since I have piano later in the afternoon. And on Sundays, the clinic isn’t open. On weekdays, I usually have tuition or gym to pack my afternoons up. Hmmm speaking of which, I should start practicing my piano pieces a little more often so I can stop playing the same songs over and over again for like months or something. And perhaps in the holidays, teach Fausty how to play the piano with my pathetic standards! Though I have to admit I am a horrendous teacher in theory since to me, it is nothing more than a mass of black dots with fanciful little tails whipping around. T_T
Oh before I forget, let me start ranting about Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix Movie. Went with my parents (more like my mum since my dad would rather stay home to hog the sport channels at home) to watch it on Sunday at Plaza Singapura since both my mum and bro were like keen on watching it. Knowing that my mum would never get ready an hour before the movie, my dad had to send me there first to collect the tickets since one had to retrieve it at least 45 minutes before the movie started. Got the tickets, went to Comics Connection and stoned for the next 20 minutes or so. And I found the PSP covers I wanted! Seeing there were only a few left, I took the death-rose-gun one for my bro, the gold crown, and the hot pink one which duh was for myself. Cost me a bomb. -_-||| So having a few more minutes to spare, I went to the CD shop across Comics Connection to look for certain new CDs I had been hunting for, or perhaps get one or two VCDs while I was at it. And wow, I found the box 2 VCDs of Yu-Gi-Oh Duel monsters! O_O It was supposedly no longer in stock for months and there it was! O_O Duh I went to reserve it despite my just dying to get the original Japanese seiyuus version, but that will have to do until I go to Japan next year. Hopefully I will be able to get my hands on some seriously rare and totally awesome Japanese anime stuff there! Oh and cosplayers hopefully! Ok now for the Great Mel’s commentary on the movie.
The cinematics were quite well done, the careful designing of the set and the angles at which the cameras shot the scenes were rather well crafted too. Sadly, the plot line was like 10% of the original book, making it a vast disappointment for most Harry Potter fans. Memorable scenes like the choosing of prefects, in-depth analysis of the members of the Order of the Phoenix, and even the climax when they entered the Ministry of Magic was greatly cut down in an attempt to fit it into the pathetic 2 hours or so time frame. I would rather they did a part 1 and part 2 of the book instead of squeezing it in. Harry was seen as some emotional boy with conflicting emotions half the time and the only time he was seen as ‘composed and more intellectual’ was during the last part for like a minute or something before the show just ended with this feeling of incompletion in all of us. Ewww. Not worth my money. I regretted booking the tickets even more. T_T The fighting portion was horribly cut short and all I saw was the group of them running around like headless chickens from the Death Eaters. It was so pathetic argh! No developements on the major characters, it was that bad. If you want the real deal, go read the book. It might cost a little more than the ticket and requires time and effort to skim through, but on the bright side, you are guarenteed not to be short changed.
After the movie, went to collect the VCDs I had reserved and got a few other CDs for the fun of it. Dad booked a table for us at Crystal Jade so we had dinner there, which was duh, quite good although the quality of the soup had fallen due to the speed at which the cooks had to prepare the food to keep up with the mad dinner rush. The servings were... Miniscule but still I guess this is what you get when you demand quality and not quantity. Went to Chomel after dinner for a while. I was so tempted to get some of those shiny bling-blings but decided against it since I have more than enough of those at home to wear a different one each day for the entire month or even more. Bought a pair of black long tights though for me to wear with my nano/miniskirts the next time I go out. ^^ They look nice and they protect you from the naughty wind. Spanking. Went home after that since I was rather tired and I still had incomplete homework waiting for me back home. Finished up the darn homework and yeap, went to bed at like 11pm. Sadly, I only slept for an hour or so. I was having such a mind-numbing severity of insomnia that I spent almost 5-6 hours tossing and turning in my bed and sleeping for like 5 minutes each time before waking up again. When I finally had the chance to sleep, it was time to wake up. Damn it! I almost slept through all the lessons for that day! Thank goodness I did not have tuition that afternoon or I would have dozed off.
Was thinking about my Silicon Valley trip at the end of the year. I realised how much I love to just escape from the stuffiness of Singapore and just enter a new place/world and immerse yourself in it for the next I don't know... Months or something, although the most I can probably get is a month. As much as I will miss all my friends and family back home, I just need some changes which are not permernant in my life at times. Something to keep the unique spark going, something which allows me to reignite the curiousity in me, something to keep my sea of imaginations and illusions fresh with ideas. I can almost see myself blending into the American culture, just like how I felt rather at home in UK as well. Although I detest permernant large scale changes, I can surprisingly adapt easily. O_o Although throwing me into China is a big WTHNOWAY. And in US or UK, there are four seasons! The so called invisible social restriction on clothes is a lot more lenient too! My sitting partner was just telling me how stupid I would look if I went out in boots in Singapore. -_-||| Personally, I do not see anything wrong with that, but in her eyes, boots are only for cold countries. -_- Oh I am going to hunt for nice gloves and trenchcoats too. Hopefully I would be able to wear them to US to keep me both in style and warm! ^^ Love that two in one bargain always. Still, I won't want to leave Singapore for good, yet, since I am still used to being the majority and enjoy the sense of security all day long. Sigh.
Anyway, looks like this had become another one of those endless ramblings called blog posts. Ok to prevent more nonsense from coming out of my mouth, or rather to stop me from typing them, I shall sign off now.
~Mystickal aka Melesa
~Souten ni zase... HYOURINMARU!
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Picturesque.
|| Time: 11:25 a.m. || Date: Friday, July 13, 2007||
Yesterday was uneventful in total. With me just slacking around, playing a little bit of Neopets, flipping through magazines and just resting... I couldn't even read properly due to the feeling of being 'drugged' washed over me. I was looking through some Seto and Katsuya fanarts and once more, I was sooooooo very tempted to just pick a pencil up and start sketching. But there was also this fear of not being able to match up to the standards of those talented Japanese manga fan artists. I know that even with numerous practices, I would still be unable to reach their ungoldy standard of art. Sigh. I guess I should just stick to amateur photography in an attempt to make a little bit of money to fund my... Eh... I shall keep that a secret for now. Sigh. Listening to music does help lift my mood somehow. And surprisingly for once, I was able to hum a song in tune with the music. Hallelujah. Speaking of which, I have yet to get the songs on this week's MTV's Pop 10 list... I shall get to that soon enough.
Ah, I've just downloaded the new pictures of the farewell presents our darling little Sec 3 juniors had made for us! There are only four of them, and nine of us, and they still managed to come up with nine personalised test tubes with our names inside! They tried to use different colours depending on each of our personalities, which I thought was more or less rather accurate. Since for me, duh, I got one with a subtle blend of PINK and ORANGE! Bao Cheng's was a blend of pink and colourless, since both of us were seen as 'girly', Charlotte's was a blend of red to green, pure chirpiness, Claire's was a darker version of Charlotte's, though I have no idea why... Yi Min, our dear president's one was a beautiful blend of orange to light blue, perhaps cause she IS the president hehe! It suits her a lot though! Fausty's was a darker version of mine, perhaps it is because her personality shines more than mine whahahaha! Karrot's is a blend of green to blue, totally the few colours I think of when someone mentions her haha, Beck's is a blend of greens O_o, maybe it is due to her always being involved in 'green' activities, and last but not least, April with a darker version of Karrot's, with the blue almost the colour of dark violet... That's what you get for 'acting cool' eh! My thanks goes out to all you dearies! NYGC'07 Sec 4 Batch always!
I would post more pictures of the more 'exciting' events which had happened when I was on a blogging hiatus, but since I am such a thoughtful and compassionate person, I shall spare your computers the pains of loading image-heavy posts.
I've just created a new DeviantArt account for my photoes and prints only. Hopefully at least some will sell so I will be able to make a few quick bucks to fund my secret operation. ^^;; I shall post some of the prints which I have made over the holidays, which is not too many, but it will do. I will update it slowly so perhaps more people will browse through the first ones and *perhaps* buy them before I put new ones up. >_< Making money is hard. Ah, for those of you who want to view it, my username is mystickalsolace. Yeap. I can't believe mystickal was taken! T_T Oh well, it seemed too short anyway. These photoes, so far, are a part of the series -Picturesque-, containing scenic shots of Lakeshire, in Manchester, UK. I know they aren't the best of shots, but at least I try! ^^;; No harm in trying to get constructive *I hope* comments right? The ones I will be uploading today are the ones taken during Day 3 of my 2007 UK Literary Trip. Do not use without permission!
I still have a ton of homework I owe the teachers. Thank goodness I am not going to school today, giving me a little extra time to finish them up. Either way, I don't have too much time since my brain is still equivalent to mashed potatoes and I have yet another facial appointment today to try out a new machine. Oh on Wednesday, went to facial and boy, it hurt like hell. For the first time in my entire life, I had to endure an hour of pure torture, sharp needles pricking into your skin and sore pimples, and having the facial assistant squeeze the roots of each blackhead and pimple out. Even today, my face is still in a mess and the squeezed pimples are sore... Hopefully the machine today won't hurt *as much*... And sigh, the things I go through for beautification of my sorry self.
Isn't it amazing how we all manage to continue living in a world like this? Everywhere, one is able to see the dark side of human nature. War, slavery, greed, lust... Just to name a common few. Some of us thrive on these, slowly scaling up the ladder of life by tredding on the heads of others. Selfish as it may seem, it is a part of life. Like the balance of yin and yang, when someone loses out, it is another person's gain. For each of the slaves in Africa and other developing countries, the rich will be further able to exploit them for their own gains. For each person who falls behind us, we are slowly inched forward. For each death in the world, frees a space for a new birth. If there is an upset in the delicate balance, what can I say, catastrophic results will befall upon Man. We all hope to strive forward, which is of course, perfectly normal. Perhaps you might want to stop along your quest for power and aid those who are in need. A little help goes a long way as cliche as it seems. It might not be much to us, but to those in need, that little bit goes a long way. Look at it this way. What you determine your status to be is by one's own perspective. You can have a million dollars stashed away in the bank and still complain you are poor as compared to the upper classes in society. However, I doubt it would be wise to do that in front of someone who is REALLY in financial difficulties, for example not having enough to even sustain three meals and day, or to fork out for school fees etc. What we need is for someone to put us in our places sometimes. So let's say you are frikking twig thin, stop complaining you are fat in front of I don't know... People like me or fatter than me. Shut up. Think before you speak, it saves you a hell lot of trouble.
This is turning into a big ranting post. Sigh. Typical of me whenever I am trying to type out a blog post. The chances of my blog posts being light and cheerful really depends on my mood. With the air being so humid and my body itching due to the sweltering heat, it is no surprise that I would be typing out a post in this manner. Let's see if there is anything of a 'lighter' mood and tone which I can talk about... Ah yes. I just received an email from one of the people who actually read my fanfics, and boy was it the best and most constructive comment of them all! For once, someone actually suggested ways of improvement to my works, which I find really relevant. Kudos to you my dear reviewer! Thanks to that comment, I am able to craft better chapters for my story instead of worrying about what my few readers would think or feel about the length, language, paragraphing and such. It is people like this who really brightens up my day, seeing that they take a few precious moments of their life just to inject some of their insights for a lowly mortal like me. Thank you! Keep those emails/reviews coming!
Wow, this is probably the longest post I have typed in quite a while. I think I shall end off here for now. Don't worry, I will be doing more graphics soon people. After I find a way to actually draw accurately using a mouse and not a tablet which I am still waiting for... Time for me to either continue my fanfic or do some crappy fanart to relax for a while. Till next time.
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~Mystickal aka Melesa
~Souten ni zase... HYOURINMARU!
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Personality personality.
|| Time: 10:10 p.m. || Date: Wednesday, July 4, 2007||
Oh, Mrs Wong let us do a personality test today. 9 pictures were flashed on the screen. We were supposed to choose one which appeals to us most. For me it was pretty easy. The one which immediately caught my attention was the 3rd one from the left in the first row. The elegant purple lines with the blend of purple made it irresistable. Such simplicity, such colours, so calming, yet there is a certain darkness and sadness which slowly hits you the more you look at it. We were to keep the results to ourselves and wait patiently as she flashed the personalities corresponding to each of the images.
Surprise surprise. The description matched a part of me perfectly. Hallelujah. I am Introspective, Sensitive and Reflective. Which I am amazed, is totally me. Here is an extract of the description of my personality type:
"You come to grips more frequently and thoroughly with yourself and your environment than do most people.
You detest superficiality. You'd rather be alone than have to suffer through small talk.
Your relationships with your friends are very strong, which gives you the inner tranquility and harmony that you require.
You do not mind being alone for extended periods of time. You are rarely bored."
Yes, I do love spending time within in the deep recesses of my mind, the one thing which I can truly keep all my secrets in. I think I understand myself fairly well, though I am more or less blind towards others. My surroundings determine my personality and self, my thoughts and actions. Throw me into a low-grade school in the States and viola! You get the typical American bimbo. I am influenced by the people around me as well. Need I say being in the class I am currently and unfortunately residing in is causing me to get both lower self-esteem and more solitary? The environment (in general) is not just some concrete items thrown together to compliment us in the picture, their subtle ways of easing us into a certain behaviour and such is nothing to be undermined.
And yes, I am not the person to go to for small talk. Once in a while, fine, it's tolerable. But do not create small talk every time we meet or I will just stare into the space behind you pretending to be a sponge, absorbing all the things you had said. Although I do confess, small talks help ease my mind from the seriousness which I view the world in, a nice break for me. Need I start on Superficiality? I'd rather you tell me the cold hard damned truth right in front of my face and enjoy as my face twitches in attempt not to kill you right on the spot or retort back, than lie to me all the time. I am not as naiive as before, thank heavens for that. Being the stuck-uo selfish person I am, only I can be the two-faced one around here.
The third line. Although I wish to be strong enough to stand on my own two feet some times, without being reliant on others, it is not as easy as you think with the world, or rather with you thinking that the entire world is going to crush down on you. I am glad to say I have indeed fostered great friendships in NY, although my loyalty for the school was never there to begin with. Friends whom I can actually share my troubles with, without them complaining how bitchy I sound. Friends whom I can confide in with my deepest secrets, without it being the newest gossip headlines the day after. Friends whom I can actually let loose for once and take away the mask I adorn for the entire day. Cheesy as it might seem, coming from the 'dark, gothic, and pessimist' me, I am thankful for the wonderful moments my friends had given me. My internal turmoil is far from being subdued, but it is a start.
Lastly before I end off this ranting/raving whatever you want to call, post, being alone. Solitude, is a wonderful thing. Time alone when one is able to get in touch with her inner self, and slowly sink into the bath of dreams and comical fantasies. It is amazing what some alone time can do to you. There is no need for verbal communication, no need for actions. All we need to do is close our eyes and let ourselves enter an entirely new realm, the wonderful feeling of the burden from the 'real world' being left behind when doing so. Most of my thoughts and best ideas surface when I am at peace with myself. The time when I can think freely without any restrains, forget about the petty issues hounding me, and just let myself go. It is equivalent to diving in a pool of crystal clear, cool water. Feeling the water rush past your body, as you dive into the depths. Just that moment, you wish time would cease to exist. Your thoughts are cleansed, your limbs are rejuvenated, your head feels light and free. Solitude, is a wonderful thing.
That should wrap it up for today's post. I shan't even go into how I wish I had the artistic ability or writing skills to craft proper fanwork. Considered yourselves lucky to escape from my torture, for today. As for the personality test, the reason why I didn't post the picture I chose here, although it's obvious enough, was so that you all can pick one without influence from me. Personality Test
The lone star in the neverending skies. The glimmer, the glitter, the glow. The diamond in the sea of velvet. A rare sight to behold. So small, yet such a vast effect it has on the heavens. The contrast, the beauty, the volumes it speak. Sigh. Nothing more than a mere fragment of my overactive imagination and fantasies. I am wishing too hard.
~Mystickal aka Melesa
~Souten ni zase... HYOURINMARU!
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Sick.
|| Time: 10:09 p.m. || Date: Tuesday, July 3, 2007||
I know recently I've been struggling to keep myself afloat. Partially my own fault, I need to rest. I don't know why I feel like this anymore. My mood swings are getting more and more drastic, the internal turbulence is almost unbearable. Sometimes, I want to exchange lives with others. Do you know what it feels like? I am so tired of trying and wanting to be perfect. I am tired of how people who are 24% thinner than me complain about how fat they are. I am tired of trying to ace all my subjects. I am tired of trying to achieve something out of my league. I am tired of school and work. I am just plain tired. Even sleep proves to be no escape for me. I can just toss and turn around, trying to ease myself into slumber. No matter which position I twist or turn into, I would feel so uncomfortable, my mind would refuse to rest. Even after falling asleep, I wake up at the ungodliest hours before I am able to fall back to sleep again. Migranes keep haunting me, a steady drumming at my temple, coaxing me to fall into it's rythme, to just fall into a deep faint. Breathing isn't too easy either. The humidity is killing me. In fact, sometimes life itself kills me.
It's ironic ain't it not? As much as I lust for the chance to live on, I want to end it all as well. Typical of a Gemini is it not? Being the selfish brat I am, I guess most of you can guess why I insist on the importance of money. I just want to live the rest of my life in luxury, in style, in comfort. No more slaving away. I will steal the crown jewels just to get a chance to live a life of perfection. If given a chance of genetic adjustments like in Gattaca, I will gladly take it. All my aches and pains will disappear, I will not longer be a teen stuck in a shell of illnesses and whatnot, I will finally be able to attempt things which I was unable to attain a high enough level for. Instead of killing myself over my lack of intelligence and talents, and getting insulted by my extended family half the goddamned time, I will finally be able to shut them up, permenantly. Sometimes I wonder, is that too much to ask for? Perhaps.
Yes, I am trying to inch my way into another one of the shortcuts in life, a low-down dirty trick to get my way to the top of the social ladder. Admit it. As much as we all hope it is a democratic or meritocratic society or what the hell, there will always be discrimination and such crap social problems. If we enter a prestigious institute like Cambridge, or Oxford, or Princeton etc, our lives are 'made'. Stop being so naiive and believe that companies are actually looking more at your personality. Sure it does play a part in getting the job, but seriously, most would rather take the safe path and go grab the top graduates rather than take a chance with someone of a lower academic achievement. Just like us going to a specialist. Would you rather go to a doctor who had graduated from the Royal School of Medicine, or would you rather choose some doctor who has no prestigious achievements to showcase? Face it. Reality is harsh. If you have the blessings from chance, you are made.
I am just feeling so lethagic, so frustrated, so sick... I just feel like taking a month off to hit somewhere like Hawaii, to just chill out. Let the sea breeze take away all my worries. Or I can just sleep and never wake up from my fantasies.
~Mystickal aka Melesa
~Souten ni zase... HYOURINMARU!
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