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Friday, October 09, 2009

Nicked this from some random man, trying to destress self.

Lets start out with something clever, whats your sign?
Pisces.

- Congrats, you're pregnant!
Again? O_o

- If there was a large spider in the room, would you stay?
Yes, and look at with adoring eyes, fleeing only when it proceeds towards me.

- Are you listening to music right now?
No.

- Have you kissed anyone in the past 10 days?
I may have. You think?

- Have you been a happy, angry, or sad person lately?
All three

- Are you wearing jeans, shorts, sweatpants, or pajama pants?
Shorts and tee.

- Do you ever crack your knuckles/ back/ ankles/ wrists/ everything?
Nah

- Do you think before you speak?
I try to yes

- What color shirt are you wearing?
Red

- Is anyone on your bad side?
Yeh

- Can you sleep without blankets covering you?
Yep

- Do you have a tan?
Nay

- Have you ever slapped someone across the face?
Huiying

- Have you ever kissed anyone who's name starts with J, M, P or D?
Nope

- Do you miss your past?
Parts of it

- Name something you hate?
Cough medicines and their sleep-inducing ways *shakes fist*

- What was the weather like today?
Dry enough

- Ever kissed in the rain?
I was warned never to. Parents don't like it when I miss school because of a cold.

- Has anyone seen you in your underwear this past month?
My mom.

- Is anything wrong?
Plenty but meh, I'll be alright before I'm married as they say

- Current relationship status?
Married to a sinister woman

- What scares you more: snakes, spiders, or cockroaches?
Cockroaches, because we have more of those in Singapore.

- Have you had sex with more than 30 people?
No-_-

- Are you doing anything this weekend?
Obenkyo o shimasu.

- Credit cards or cash?
I'll take both please

- If you walk by a mirror, will you check yourself out in it?
Nay, El Kinbinkle the mysteriously sexy spaniard casts no reflection!...okay he does

- Are you hard to please?
You'll have to find out for yourself. [insert a wink]

- What would you do if a stranger came up to you and said you are the most attractive person they have seen?
I would acknowledge that person and treat him/her to a buffet

- Where are you ticklish?
Nowhere, it hurts when people tickle me

- Have you kissed lots of people this year?
No

- Have you ever played truth or dare?
Yep

- Would you rather do the dishes or clean the bedroom?
Clean the bedroom

- What are you doing tomorrow?
Stated above

- Is there someone you'll never let go of?
*clings to school lab physicist* Don't ever leave me sexy!

- Favorite fruit?
Grapes

- Firstly, which do you put first your head or heart?
Head often gets in the way of heart

- What's the full name on your birth certificate?
Duo guan xian shi

- Suppose you see your boy/girlfriend kissing another person; what would you do?
Probably react angrily at the time, then fall into my typical two to three weeks of emo douchebaginess, then try and calm down and sort things out.

- Is your phone within a meter radius of you?
No

- What did your last text message say, when did you receive it?
It's too far. Don't wanna walk there.

- What is bothering you right now?
My secret admirers.

- Is there a high chance of you going out to the movies soon?
Nah

- Ever kissed a member of the same sex?
No

- When was the last time you got a back massage?
I don't really remember, yonks ago

- If you had $100 would you spend or save it?
Save

- Last place you went to eat?
No idea.

- What are you doing?
Filling out this blog

- When was the last time you were truly, completely happy with your life?
Probably when I was in Japan with my grandparents.

- When was the last time you intentionally made someone cry?
I try not to do it intentionally

- Would you be able to date someone who had a kid with someone else?
Yep

- What are you doing tonight?
Sleeping

- When was the last time you wanted to punch someone in the face?

- Don't remember

- What is currently annoying you?
A few bits and bobs

- What are you listening to?
The noise of the computer fan

- When was the last time you cried?
Crocodile tears this month. Really fooled my mom there.

- What kind of milk do you drink?
Cow milk

- What are you going to do after this?
Read and then sleep

- Do you have the same name as one of your relatives?
Nah

- What do you think of when you think of Austrailia?
Sun, rocky land and trees

- Would you want someone who likes you, to tell you?
UH HUH.

- What were you doing at midnight last night?
Sleeping

- Someone you want to hear from right now?
*taps nose*

- Do you think your approachable?
I'd probably be more nervous than the person trying to approach me

- Do you regret doing anything this week?
What? I can't think of anything at the moment

- What makes you happy at this moment?
Nothing in particular

- What side of the bed do you sleep on?
Right

- What is one emotion you're feeling right now?
Tiredness

- Do you find the opposite sex confusing?
Occasionally

- Is there anybody you wish you could be with right now?
*taps nose in that secrety sort of way*

- Do you have a best friend?
UH HUH.

- Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance?
Yep

- Is someone mad at you right now?
Most likely

- Name an obvious thing everyone knows about you?
I am... SASHA FIERCE.*

*No copyright infringement intended.

flew away @ 6:57 PM

Sunday, October 04, 2009

Today...

Is a beautiful day! The pigeons are still staring down at me from above, singing cheerfully, flapping their wings happily. Why don't pigeons ever suffer from constipation!?

I'm going to steal Rachel's handphone one day and put it somewhere safe. I swear, that girl HARDLY EVER replies her SMSes! Get UNsick soon Racho.

Josh has been pooping more than ever. We even tried forcing human diapers on him but he would shrug it off. It's becoming a huge problem. : So now, instead of taking him for walks twice a day, it has amounted to about four times a day. To add on, we have to clean his area once every 2 days when it used to be once a week.

I helped to clean it once, alone. I had to use the tissue paper [the thin one, 'cause I couldn't find the thick ones] to scrape off the brown liquid which had solidified into a brown substance that stuck to the ground. Stubbon shit. I don't mean it in the crude way, but poop sounds weird. And during that period of time where I so happily removed the solid, the tissue paper tore, and I felt this really comforting warmth on the tips of my fingers. I savoured it at first, only to realise that my fingers were touching Josh's business.

Lucky it happened many times before, so it was no big deal really.

...Really.

Ok, it was. After that, I took the pains to mop the floor, which was far easier. It was very satisfactory at the end. Of course, I had to get back to studies after spending 30 minutes with his 'output'. I swear, his poop has levelled up to 300% effeciency where the output is much more than the input. :<

But it was alright. Afterall.. He's my favourite mammal.

Just found out his poop got stuck between the wall & the door. Shall go pick it up. Bye now.

flew away @ 1:11 PM

Thursday, September 17, 2009

I'm in school. Hahaha.

Kartika taking a quiz. -_-;;
Ziying taking a quiz also. -_-;;
I took ONE quiz, they took more. -_-;;
I TAKE QUIZ FASTER THAN KARTIKA.

For the greater good of mankind, I have borrowed the most undesirable pen ever. I cannot rest in peace any longer. D: GAHHHH this sucks. D:

Okay, now I shall proceed to brod over the fact that my Testmonial's lost to me forever... and ever. :l I am sad.

GAWAHHHHHHHHHHHH.
I are upset.
I shall be moody.

AND IT'S ALL KARTIKA'S FAULT. :D
OMG she typed 'sex'. o_o
SICKO ~

flew away @ 2:16 PM

Saturday, August 08, 2009

Hello! Continuation to my fanfiction, since Kristen praised it. XD Heehee.

When her eyes flickered down to his neck and continued to wander down to his hands, her instincts told her that he had not killed himself. She had known even before seeing his body.

Kaoru had just wanted to be sure.

It hadn't been her imagination after all. There was no doubt about it.

She had seen a shadow in the darkness, but her eyesight was deteoriating. She hadn't known whether her eyes were playing tricks on her - again. Now, she felt a sense of calmness sweep over her. She was satisfied. Of course At-chan had not kiled himself. He loved his life far too much, had so many dreams left to fulfill... That was what she had thought previously.

Airs of doubt had entered her mind when she found him dead.

But she was happy now knowing that Atsuke Maeda treasured his life. What was she to do next?

Kaoru decided to find the killer and deal with him. Leaving things to the FBI had always made her feel uncomfortable.

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Though he was sure that the lady did not see him, he had seen her.

And although it had been a single glance, he managed to capture almost everything about her appearance.

When he had seen her, her hair was not arranged into a coiffure of the modern type, but simply middle-parted with a dark purple ribbon. It was tied into a loose ponytail at her shoulders, where it continued to flow down all the way to her waist. The fringes of her black hair moulded her face into a perfect, oval shape.

Her face prominently showed one or two wrinkles on both sides of the eyes. She was not tall, but petite. He guessed that she was around the late 50s or early 60s.

He had not killed her because she was merely there at the wrong time, the wrong place, and murdering an elderly woman was against his will. What could she possibly do?

What he hadn't known was that she had been a forensic scientist, working with the CIA. And that she knew more than she was supposed to.

Mr. Imaizumi had ordered him to kill her.

"Make it look like an accident." He had said.

In his many years of torturing and killing people, this was the first time Kenshin felt scared. He had no intentions of killing tha twoman.

She was defenseless, and the only crime she committed was to find out that her husband had not killed himself.

That, and she had reminded him of someone, but he could not quite place whom.

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Imaizumi placed a leg on his desk, lit a cigarette, and sighed. He had never felt this calm before, not since his wife had died. She had been the one who managed all the household matters. With her gone, he had to balance his new life as a politican and a father. At least all his competitors were gone. Atsuke had been the greatest threat - the people loved him for his charm, and undoubtedly his wit. It would have been illogical not to vote for him.

Megumi, his daughter, was a chore. She demanded far too many things, but never offered gratitude. That girl did not know the difficulty of being the sole breadwinner.

Imaziumi doubted she ever will.

What had worried him most was when Megumi started to talk to his dog, Kenshin, more than she was supposed to. That wasn't the only thing he worried about. Everytime she looked at the boy, her expression would soften, and a dreamy, far-off look would cloud her face.

He had refused to believe it, but the sign was becoming more evident.

She was in love with the swordsman.

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Yeah I'll stop here now.
DINNER TIME, YEAH. :)

Thanks for yesterday again.

Bye.

flew away @ 7:54 PM

Friday, August 07, 2009

TODAY:

1. National Day Celebration

2. School Day

3. Movie Day

4. Computer Day

5. HOME ALONE DAY

It was good.

I LOVE NATIONAL DAY, WHEEUT WHEEUT. HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!

Here's a dedication to Singapore.

Since day one I have been under your wings, and I have grown in so many ways... Except for my physical features. But I have always craved the life in other countries since that day. I thought that people in other places have it better than we Singaporean children do. I now know, Singapore, that you are the best place to be. You provide the widest options, one of the best academic performances and make me feel at home. Nothing can compare in terms of your ability to provide. Ever since day one of Singapore's independence, we have been governed well, by far-sighted leaders who recognize people for their talents and maximise potentials. You all have helped Singapore grown and really, there is no other place like Singapore. Like home. Singapore is one place you know which will accept you for whatever race you are. Singapore comforts us, like a mother comforts her child. SINGAPORE IS HOME, AND THE GREATEST PLACE TO LIVE IN. I WOULD NEVER TRADE HER FOR ANOTHER! :D LOVE, YUMIE.

Here's a dedication to my school.

Ah, am I already a secondary 4 student? When I first stepped into class in primary school, I was astounded by the number of other pupils who resided in the same class as I. I sat, not knowing what else to do. My eyes pryed open throughout the day, I listened to the teacher mumbling her way through lessons, boring me. When tests came, I studied not too long ago, but received a result I was pleased with. Then, as days went on, I warmed up to this school I now call my second home. To the school, I may have just been one student amongst the rest. To me, school is a compound where you share your joys and laughter with other friends of yours, to learn, spend a quarter of your life educating yourself. School is a place where people interract, make life-long friends. That is what I have done. I have made friends, strengthened friendships, broken some, and still retained many. I learnt to love my school as I have the rest of my family. Though sometimes I may be skeptical of my school, especially when they ask for huge amounts of donations, I still remember the first day of my arrival in school, and I feel glad. I thank my parents for choosing this particular school, because it has made me more aware of the people around me, and has taught me many things I could not have learnt alone. <3 SCHOOL. Haha.

I went to watch UP with Kristen. It was hilarious, the way she kept laughing and crying. I had to give ONE MORE tissue paper. SO far I have given you 4, miss! But anyway, the old man - is his name Sam? - was terribly cute. He had this solemn expression and this grumpy look on his face all the time, it made it difficult not to laugh whenever he was being sarcastic. He alone would not have made the movie funny, really. Russell was like the typical comic relief. He's chubby, talks too much, but the other side to him is this overly sensitive boy who just wants to please. I reckon Kristen cried, stopped, cried about 6 times. HAHAHA. We went walking around after that, got some food from Beard Papa. Kristen said before I pointed out to her, "LOOK. IT'S PAPA BEAR. I WANNA EAT SOMETHING FROM THERE!" I then had to tell her that it was 'Beard Papa'. Not 'Papa Bear'. What, a sequel to 'Brother Bear'!? XD Before the movie we went out with 2 of her juniors... I think. And we went to Otaku House. Is it? I bought a Stitch keychain, with $2.90 off from Kristen's voucher thing! Thank you. :3 So I paid $4 for it. After that we parted ways.

The way home was terrible! My dad said that he'd pick me up from Tiong Bahru so I said, "Alright." Then I was at Plaza MRT waiting for a train. These group of people just SHOVED their way in when the door opened. Inconsiderate fools. I couldn't get in. Ironically, after the door shut on me, Phua Chu Kang's song of 'DON'T BE INCONSIDERATE IN THE MRT STATION' came out. IT SHOULD'VE COME ON EARLIER. So I waited for the next one. My dad smsed me, "I'm here. Where are you?" I replied, "Not there yet. I'm at Dhoby." He said, "Takes too long. Go home by yourself." I said, fine. I took the MRT, dropped few stops away from Tiong Bahru, then proceeded to walk home. Then I couldn't see my house. So I asked the counter guy, who said, "Take bus !#! and it's only % stops from here." I took the bus.

ZOOM I went. By the time I reached home, an hour had passed. My dad then told me later that I could've just walked from there. It'd have taken a shorter time.
CURSES!

Today was an incredible day, all in all. :) I have enjoyed every single minute of it. Thank you to those who made it possible.

Bye!

flew away @ 5:41 PM

Thursday, August 06, 2009

Shovin'

it

up

her

pretty

little

face.

I LOVE LIFE. :)

flew away @ 4:03 PM

Wednesday, August 05, 2009

I'm waiting for dinner, waiting, waiting, oh, how long will it take..?

I've written part of my RUROUNI KENSHIN fanfiction! Haha! But I doubt I'll finish it...
Here is an extract of it! ::::::

“Mr. Imaizumi. Your orders were for me to dispose of his body, correct?”

“That is correct.”

“I failed. I sent him to his death, but there was someone… I did not dispose of it. I am sorry. I am prepared to pay for my failure.”

There was a brief silence, then a cackle of laughter.

“I know. But well done.”

“Excuse me, sir?”

“It was a genius work of art.” The coarse voice filled the room. The boy who had been standing nearest the window bowed, the moonlight illuminating the bright red of his hair. An object protruded from the sides of his shadow. He held onto it defensively. When there was no more to say, the adolescent spun around, his hands still on the hem of the object.

Before he left, there was another sinister laughter. He tilted his head at an angle, enough to keep an eye on the other. There was a sound of fingers clinking against the expensive oak wood.

“Find that person.” The voice regurgitated, this time more solemn. “We don’t need any witnesses.”

The boy gave a slight nod, then sped off into the darkness.

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The maggots were moving into the whiteness of his eyes, digging out the hollow soul that rested beneath this dead man’s body. Some penetrated from his nostrils, struggling to find a way out. They bit into his skin, exposing both flesh and bones.

His intestines were intact still, but his fingers were not. Both thumbs were arranged neatly beside him. The only thing that was really missing was his last finger. A small dagger pierced neatly through his abdomen, though no blood was seen around that area.

Hiroshi Sato, chief detective, made a prompt statement upon seeing the victim’s deformed body. “Poor man,” he held on to his nose, “killing himself Yakuza style.” The others around him laughed, out of courtesy, but none laughed when he added, “should’a killed himself with pills instead.”

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Kamiya Kaoru sat lifeless in front of a portrait she and her husband – May he rest in peace – took about 35 years ago, when they had just met. She had been 27 then, probably too old for marriage. Before he appeared in her life, she had been –admittedly – obsessed with work; she thought of nothing else. The men she had previously dated made her feel ashamed of herself. She would be the most imperfect wife, and an embarrassment to their household name. Kaoru could not cook, and never did any household chores. They made her seem much less feminine.

He, however, set her free from all that stoic hierarchy pattern that occurred so frequently in Japan in that era. Most importantly, he let her lead the life she chose to, as a forensic scientist. The only thing she regretted was not giving him her full support to be a politician.

She had thought that being a politician would mean that he would not spend much time with her.

Ironically, it was her who spent the least time with him. And now, it was too late.

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“Ken-san,” The daughter of the man he worked for smiled, “You have dirtied your clothes…”

“Leave me.” His voice was void of any emotions.

The girl set back, startled. He had never been this cold towards her before. She then giggled, resting her delicately slender hands on her hair, combing her lustrous dark hair that flowed down to her waist. She leaned slightly towards him, puckering her full lips, hoping to get his attention.

Wrapping both arms around him, she cooed softly, “once your next mission has been completed, I will ask Father to-”

“I said, leave me.”

Megumi jumped away from him.

“If that is what you wish, Ken-san! But you will marry me, I assure you that.”
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Well, I hope it's alright! I'm too lazy to create a fanfiction account, so I'll let it be for the time being.

PRELIMS! Were a disaster so far. A Math was a killer paper! Haha! Hopefully Paper 2'll be OK. Chemistry Paper 1 tomorrow, too! And our school wants to keep us back till 1:40. C'mon, let us celebrate, huh! At least it's going to be over... For now. Then back to mugging for O's again.

Good luck, Kristen! For the rest of your papers. And get well soon, Yan Yan!

Ahh. There's not much to talk about now... Just trying to update my already dead blog. Good bye!

flew away @ 7:29 PM