300th post: Credits 2010

I wanted to type this at night, but as seeing I might not make it (mum's all about celebrating the new year by eating out and my first F5 add maths class starts tomorrow, thus requiring me to sleep early), I suppose I'd better do this first.

So I guess I should start the post with the 'count you blessings' theme.

I know that I am very lucky to be able to live and communicate in such a great environment as compared to others who are living in third-world countries and don't even have clean water supplies to last them for eternity. I have a roof over my head, a functioning toilet (yay!), enough food to feed myself and needless to say an awesome dysfuntional great family who live with me and though I will NEVER EVER say this in front of your goddamned faces, I think it's pretty cool living in a family like that because I get to grow up not just physically but mentally as well.

Every life has its own drama. And conflicts. So does mine. Despite the endless times I lament and complain and bitch about those hard times I face, when I look back I am grateful too for being able to experience them because they shape me up into becoming a better person in life.

But this doesn't mean that I expect an easy year ahead of me. For all I know it's gonna get worse next year with all those school activities, tuition classes, homework shitload, possible human-relationship wreckages and important, dramatic (look up college) decison making. Same goes to the years yet to come.

My family, my mentors and teachers, my besties, my friends, my beloved belongings (pillow, my faithful writing utensils and the list goes on), the people I dislike, thanks for being there for me all the while I face my ups and downs, I could've done it myself but you guys made it easier for me, so thanks a lot! Myself too. I went for this camp this year and I discovered that none of us actually thank ourselves after achieving something. I know it seems narcisstic and self-conceited to thank myself, but I don't care. Now that I think of it, if I didn't push myself and search for that willpower inside of me to continue striving on, I don't even think I can be sitting here racking my brains to say something cheesy. (I'd probably still be lost back in that year, crying, struggling and bleeding.) So yeah, thank you self, you got me to where I am today, I am grateful.

I'm not saying I am eagerly anticipating the arrival of next year, but there's no point in lying to myself and running away from reality and the fact that I have to sit for SPM anyway, so when the time comes, I will just have to chin up, face it and embrace it for what it is. Though I do hope that this philosophy stays on for the rest of my life when I face whatever hardships that lie ahead of me...


'Suppose that's all for this corny post. Will post again tomorrow (next year), see ya and have a happy new year!



On a side note, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ZHI WEN!!!!!!!






Thank you 2010.

Random

Christmas was okay for me. Bought presents, went to CS with my family for two days (don't worry, we went home for dinner and sleep, we didn't camp there), went to MPH and bought four books (yay!) and err.... I don't know, aside from that I don't think productivity radar started flashing like mad. Oh well.


It was today that I discovered the existence of NaNoWriMo, i.e National Novel Writing Month. Okay, I heard about it/seen the word on a few FP and FF stories, just that I didn't really bother to check what it really was. Then today, out of sheer curiousity, I googled it and ta da! I finally know what it is!

Gosh, if only I knew about this earlier I would have been in time to join the challenge! I mean, I don't think I actually get to participate in it anymore next year, as seeing November is one freaking month where I have to face the horrors of SPM and sit down in a stupid hall full of 200++ students and sit for the blasted exam unless some very smart terrorists decide to massacre our school in the midst of examinations and blast us all into smithereens.

But then again, it wouldn't be good. Life is too short, and I don't want to die young. Yet. And even if I'm lucky enough not to die young by the hands of a stupid terrorist, I don't want to re-take the stupid exam. Gah.

Goodbye November. There goes my chance of submitting a 50 000 worded novel and overcoming the challenge. Next time? Gosh, I don't know when that'll be. After SPM it's gonna be loaded with college and university and assignments and whatever shit life gives us. Blargh.

On a side note, I have just discovered my next new obsession. FAMILY GUY! It's so goddamned funny! And all that cultural references! I love Stewie! XD World domination dudes! Sigh, if only I had an IQ of his, I'll pass all my Maths and Physics exams.


Family Guy!

State of exhaustion

Tired.

Spent the whole day out being dragged to shop for presents, until it was my turn to hunt for them, alone, in CS. Gosh, I think I just burned a hundred calories by just walking. My head hurts.

Then, as seeing we didn't have a key, me and sis decided to camp out at Jusco PJ J.Co Donuts and Coffee (expression of curiousity, isn't it spelled 'doughnuts'?) for almost two hours where the people there are awesome enough to give us free yoghurt (a bit lah...)! Yay! The next time I buy doughnuts I'm gonna buy from them!!!!! :D

I feel a bit guilty for not leaving a tip after eating their yoghurt. :(

Anyways, sorry for the crappy post, I am exhausted and the creative juices just aren't flowing. I give up on that Christmas fic.


Merry Christmas everyone! Stay safe and don't break any limbs!

2010 100th post

Despite your incorrigible, lethargic, happy-go-lucky, stupid, idiotic, insufferable, blase, annoying, devil-may-care, selfish, cowardish, and a million more negative adjectives to describe that crazy irritating attitude and personality of yours, you still have your shining moments of glory, don't worry.



Happy birthday you idiot of a brother. Hopefully more good things that bring your character improvement lie ahead of you in the future and present.


Doubt you'll ever read this anyway. Meh.

Shit happens

Sometimes, you wonder what it's like to have an undo button in life.

Sense of achievement :D

I am finally done with arranging the bookselves. Now, I dare say it looks quite neat. *gloats*

Stuff happening recently:

• Skai's birthday coming up
• PMR results coming out soon, good luck Sze Yann (hope I spelled your name correctly, :P)!
• The much awaited GA chapter 140 has been released. 'S okay I suppose, though I feel a tad bit disappointed for not having more Mikan scenes. :/

The year is ending soon. How time flies.

I'll miss you

I should be there, but I'm not.

But one day, I will go alone there, and enjoy myself to the fullest without anyone stopping me or holding me back. One day. I will.

Hopefully next year.

Of disappointments and expectations

I knew it I knew it I knew the latest Soul Eater story arc was just gonna turn out to be a bunch of laughing crap worthy of a freaking pile of cow shit.

Gah. Gosh, the previous arc got me so geared up (Black Star's character development spelled awesomeness, but I still kinda miss his old self) that I read a whole whooping 22 chapters on sky-fire for four freaking consecutive hours online. I was so excited that they were finally gonna save Kid's ass (though I am quite surprised that he wasn't trying a darn thing to save his own butt, but oh well, he was injured, meh) from the Book of Eibon when suddenly chapter 81 drops a bombshell and has all those lame scenes where everything is draggy?

Was the whole point of the chapter Kid's Sanzu lines power up stuff? If it is, god it is so not funny. What the hell happened to Noah anyway! He was such an interesting villain to begin with! Shame.

I can WILL puke if the next arc does not return to its usual glory and awesome action-packed scenes and drama that is wayyyy better than Naruto and Bleach combined. Cross my heart man, this is like the first shounen series that's got me so hooked up (despite my initial repulsion due to the mature and coughcoughnudecoughcough scenes), so that has to mean something! C'mon Ohkubo-sensei! You can do better than this! And I'm not even one of those fans who had to wait their asses off for a month only to be disappointed with a lame chapter like this. Imagine them going through something like this! The characters in this chapter were practically like immobile wooden sticks standing there like idiots on a fashion show waiting to get their butts kicked! Defenseless! Gosh!

Oh well, maybe Ohkubo-sensei's just too busy and getting all worked up for the SE spin-off (Soul Eater Not!). But I am quite curious what the new series would contain. Hmmm.... Shall check it out when I get the chance. Next year is really gonna be a busy year. Insert gulp.

Hopefully we get some Chrona action and drama in the next arc!!! I miss her.... AND I STRONGLY BELIEVE CHRONA IS A 'HER'. NOT 'HE'. OBVIOUSLY DUH. My female instincts tell me so. And to whoever reading this stupid post now (yes you, yeah, you, the one staring at this screen, you) refrain yourself from commenting something stupid about your disagreement with my take on Chrona's gender thank you very much. We don't need a commotion in this blog, well, at least I don't.


Is it just me or are the quality of mangas going down? I was suddenly so interested in Bakuman (by the creator and mangaka of Death Note!!!) that when I went to the sky-fire page, the artwork of the latest chapter also caused an uproar amongst fans. I mean, seriously, when you compare the artwork of the first chapter and the latest chapter, it is so shockingly different. Geez, it's the assistants, isn't it? Are the mangakas just so lazy busy that they don't really have time to supervise the assistants' artwork? Sheesh.

No offence meant to the other mangas. I just hope the quality of manga series lately takes for a better turn. MANGA IS FOREVER! AGELESS! It is waaayy better than picture books the kiddies read! Awesomeness. I'm quite happy that I've found a few great manga series to read, but still, the quest for more goes on! Yesh!

I'm setting my eyes on Alive: The Final Evolution. It revolves around issues of suicide, which really piques my interest and curiousity. I might consider going back to Kekkaishi or School Rumble, as I might find something nice after re-reading like how it did for me in Soul Eater. Trust me, the first time I read SE, I was really put off by the nude scenes and swore never to touch the series again, marking it as inappropriate and rated XX, as mentioned above, but hey! Look at me now! I just don't really care much about some of the mature scenes and go for the awesome action and storyline, as well as the bold, wonderful and unique artwork.

Gakuen Alice chapter 140 to be released in just three more days in Japan (it's 17/12 now)! And another series with a heroine that has braids. Hmm, they do seem quite popular now, don't they? Oh well, whatever, it's the start of the final arc of GA! Gosh, when GA ends, despite some really wishy-washy scenes with big starry eyes throughout the series that pisses me off sometimes 'cause they unnecessarily take up like three pages (it is in the shoujo genre, after all), I'm really gonna miss it! (Sniffs) I've always been waiting patiently for every release ever since chapter 95 or so, and I think from the posts archive in my blog, I've been waiting for two years already. Gosh, how time flies.


I'm old. Sigh. I can't believe it. In a flash, 2010 has passed by. I shall do a credits post on the last day of this year, as usual. Mmm.



Night peeps.

Random

As expected, my impression of Death the Kid in Soul Eater is ruined and shattered into millions and gazillions of unmendable pieces when I watch the anime. Sigh, I should have stuck to the manga and not let my curiousity get the better of me.

MAMORU MIYANO SHOULD NOT HAVE VOICED HIM! Gosh, whenever I read the manga, Romi Paku just pops into my mind naturally.

I'll just pretend I never watched scenes of Kid in the anime. Sigh.



PS: Whenever I hear Mamoru Miyano, no matter whatever roles he lands up with, I just picture Tamaki from Ouran High School Host Club, you know? It's sort of like a package deal...

off times

Red all over the place. Stay away from me until tomorrow or else

Shit I just fucking deleted my latest post which I used more than two fucking hours to type about my teeth state and my review on The Sky is Everywhere by Jandy Nelson accidentally and right now I'm so pissed and frustrated at myself I just feel like slamming my damned fry-brain into the LCD monitor.


Fucking shit.


Crap.



While I go on cursing myself to the pits of Hades you should go get yourself a copy of The Sky is Everywhere, you won't regret. The adjectives there are superbly and wonderfully written and it totally blows up the whole emotional factor in book review history. And I'm already past PMS mode so I'm not really an emotional bitch by hormonal definition so a book like this that can make me write a blog post using TWO fucking hours is more than a stupid 'two-thumbs-up' story.

Gosh, and all those time I spent typing and quoting those nice verses written in the novel. All gone! GONE!!!!!!! GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


But, my grief is nothing compared to Lennie's. Hers. Intense. Overwhelming. Heartbreaking. Heartwrenching. It's like you're really inside her thoughts, her head you know? Wondering along with her if it's really right to be happy and feel happiness despite your favourite lovely sister just died and you are supposed to be mourning in sadness and pain and not trying to get into some guys pants and kissing your dead sister's boyfriend while hooking up with the new hearthrob in town.

Gosh, everything, the descriptions, the feelings, they were so emotional at that time it mdae me want to cry.


But I didn't. Don't worry.





Someday, when I'm really angry, I hope I won't chop of my fingers.

I am grateful

Two years and four months ago, I stepped foot into a dentist clinic and had my teeth undergo physical torture while myself mental torture.

No doubt, I lost weight during the first week of having metal pushing my crooked teeth back to perfection.

And now, two years and four months later, I will be going back for my last usual monthly check up. What follows here after will be a few six-months-once check-ups and a set of retainers. I have only a few more hours until the braces are removed from my teeth, after that, it's all retainers and back to the normal toothbrush again.


Gosh, time flies.

Thanks for these two years, constantly watching over me and teaching me to endure all sorts of pain a set of mouth can undergo. It might not be much, but I strongly feel I have grown and learn (even though it's only a bit) from this experience.




The beginning at the end. I won't forget you.

Looking up

My fingers are itching to just flip to the last page and read the ending. I couldn't have put down the book if it weren't for its frustrating plot that somehow seems to just put me off and pull me back at the same time.


But still, it's awesome. And intense. Been a while since I've actually read something so wonderful.




The Sky is Everywhere, peeps. But I'm only halfway there.

Newsflash!

Ooh! I'm so excited! So being an insomniac for the night does have its pluses!!!! YESH!

Peeps, listen to THIS (okay, well, more like READ THIS):

[... 2. I've been getting a lot of questions about What Happened to Goodbye, my new book, which will be out in May. What it is about? you want to know. Give us details! Well, regular readers know that I am really, really terrible at summarizing my own books. It's honestly embarrassing. So I will just relay to you the copy that my brilliant (and very succinct) editor wrote for the back flap:

Another town. Another school. Another Mclean. Ever since her parents' bitter divorce, Mclean and her father have been fleeing their unhappy past. And Mclean's become a pro at reinventing herself with each move. But in Lakeview, Mclean finds herself putting down roots and making friends---in part, thanks to Dave, the most real person Mclean's ever met. Dave just may be falling in love with her, but can he see the person she really is? Does Mclean herself know?

*cue suspenseful music*
Okay, so that's the basic idea. But there is more! Like basketball. And restaurants. And acronyms. Also, the return of a few faces and places I am hoping readers of my other books might recognize. (Which I think I have cleverly hidden, but of course you will probably find them in five seconds. Oh, well.) I'm so, so excited for everyone to read it. I can't wait!...]

Taken from Sarah Dessen's blog (http://writergrl.livejournal.com/). I don't own any of the context above, nor do I own the website stated in the previous sentence, so don't sue. I'll take it down if it has violated the copyright terms and just replace it with my words.

Okay, recap: I woke up at half past nine at night (that's right folks, you heard it correct, HALF PAST NINE) after a three hour nap and just had difficulty falling back asleep. So, after another three hours of fighting with my mind, I gave up and switched on my PC. Surfing the net as usual, la di da, lalalalala, until just a few minutes ago when I was about to shut it off and try going back to sleep, I remembered I hadn't checked Sarah Dessen's blog and ta da! Boom. It led me to where I am now! Awesomeness man. And there's something about basketball!!! Woohoo!

(does the touchdown dance)


Mclean's a nice name. And I'm definitely getting more than excited for this book!!! More than Along for the Ride I'm sure! Though Dave is a weird name to use, IN MY OPINION. But still, it's cool. Whatever Sarah Dessen writes is like gold to me! :D

Gosh, May 2011, I'll have to wait at least a month for the book to arrive in Malaysia, which just concludes that I will get the book sometime in June/July (the mid-year holidays, hopefully!). And 2011 is such a scary year. I am anticipating it because of fun, awesome stuff like Gayle Forman's Where She Went (release date April 2011 in the US), Dessen's What Happened to Goodbye (release date as stated above), my driver's licence (after my birthday in fabulous Feb) and lots more but I can't remember.

BUT, in 2011, there is SPM. There are stupid mock exams, there are targets to be achieved, there are lives to be saved from the horrors of getting shitty results, there are stupid scholarships waiting to be filled before the damned deadline or else you'll be a great ass-bummer for another year, there are decisions to be made, and there are stupid nagging words from the people up there that will, I sincerely promise, be worse than this year itself.



It won't be the same again. It never will be.

Insomnia state

Even though you're gone and far away
I feel you all around
I think about it every single day
You got away somehow

I can't sleep
It's hard to breathe
And I still feel you next to me
Now I can see

The first one is the worst one
When it comes to a broken heart
Your first love, yeah, you're so young
And you feel like a falling star

There's a fire in the centre
That's burning out tonight
And you're breathing but you're barely alive
The first one is the worst one,
When it comes, when it comes to a broken heart.

Spinning like a movie in my head
I've seen a thousand times
I've learned to take it hard
And fall instead
of sitting safe on the side lines

Lost days
Pictures fade
Somehow, you're still miles away
It's safe to say

The first one is the worst one
When it comes to a broken heart
Your first love, yeah, you're so young
And you feel like a falling star

There's a fire in the centre
That's burning out tonight
And you're breathing but you're barely alive

The first one is the worst one
When it comes, when it comes to a broken heart

'Cause I would run through a thunderstorm
just to kiss you
I'm out here on my own
Better now than it was before, but I miss you
and I want you to know

I can't sleep
It's hard to breathe
And I still feel you next to me
and I can see

The first one is the worst one
When it comes to a broken heart
Your first love, yeah, you're so young
And you feel like a falling star

There's a fire in the centre
That's burning out tonight
And you're breathing but you're barely alive

The first one is the worst one
When it comes, when it comes to a broken heart


-The First One, Boys Like Girls

Expectations

Okay, here's a list of things I should expect/achieve before Christmas:

• A chapter update from GA
• A chapter update from MHR (heheheehe)
• My braces will officially be gone on the 14th of December
• Finish all the books I've bought on my last trip to Kinokuniya
• Write at least three more chapters for DC
• Decide on what presents to buy for friends
• Do some Add. Maths exercises
• A Wacom tablet (hopefully? Dare to dream, dare to hope)

And more to come.

Can you believe it? I'm gonna be braces-less in four more days!!!!!!! Gosh, for the first time in my life, I WILL camwhore with my lips open wide in commemoration of my two-year-old braces.

Okay, I shall save the touching, heartwarming parting speech for Monday night. Sigh. Two years. Two freaking years!

-

The previous two days (December 6) marks my third year anniversary in blogger. Gosh, I can't believe I forgot! I'm so stupid. Oh well, never mind, happy late anniversary bloggie dearest! Thanks for being there with me through the happy and hard times always!






My mind is in turmoil. I just wish life was much more simple. Complications. Overthinking. Problems. Non-existent solutions. Disagreement. Suppression.



And whose fault was it anyway?