this is what is actually ON my to-do list:
dushubaogaox3
math port
re[dead key]ision
sell phones
crack -lack-erry -or mum
purchase ph[ah keys]use 4 speakers
setup new internet
possi-ly purchase new key-oard.

RAWR

ouch toothache

my sis just majorly freaked out when she found out that what my maid said was pork was actually beef and that she had actually eaten beef after not doing so for so long. from what i know she's definitely not religious so i'm starting to wonder if maybe she can see the spirit of dead cows and maybe i should stop eating beef too. and now i'm trying to decide which sentence was longer.

on a side note, i think someone used my email to sign up for a viagra newsletter.

i think i just pulled a thought muscle

i think one of the dangers of taking long showers, aside from thoroughly prune-ing myself, is that i end up thinking too much.

and now that i'm slightly less drenched and significantly cleaner, all those deep insightful thoughts seem to have slipped away. who knows where they go to, but i guess it's not somewhere you'll find purple bunnies nibbling on oreos.

and... oh what the heck. i might as well spew all the random wishy washy muses my head cooks up. and on the menu today, would be... people. so i'm obviously not talking about cannibalism here (don't look so shocked) but more on .. well, people. and how they've affected me. and since this isn't like the usual random things i dish out, do try and take it with a pinch of salt.

so... i guess i'll have to hope my ramblings make sense later, seeing as how i can't organise my thoughts on the fly. and i can't do lists too, nor plan stuff, nor any other form of organisational work. which i suppose this person can.

she's really quite awesome, and somewhat inspiring. she's such a nice person, i wonder if sometimes i should try to be more like her. i probably should learn to be as disciplined as her i guess, because then maybe some of my work would get done. and i guess i need a more optimistic outlook in life. i probably need to learn to be more patient too, and i guess she's helped me realize a lot of things.

and i suppose this other person has made realize a lot of things too. though she scares me sometimes; quite an enigma she is. i admire her strong beliefs, and her resourcefulness, and her all around ability to think quickly on the spot. her achievements are quite humbling, and sometimes i wonder if i should be a little more driven.

and then there's another person, who's really lucky in that she knows what she wants out of life. i hope you end up where you want to be, and do send some postcards when you get there. and i guess being cautious can be good, but sometimes taking risks and generally doing something different is good too. maybe i should try tackling life like the way i play bridge, though i probably wont be so lucky as to end up with a royal flush. and i really have to thank you for introducing me to... well something that i really enjoy now. perhaps not too friendly on my rather insubstancial fiances, but nevertheless still something i enjoy.

and then... yet another enigma i suppose. then again, i suppose everyone's an enigma, seeing as how i'm absolute hogwash at reading people. but back to the point. i don't really know what to say. you seem to have found a nice balance all around and you know how to get what you want. i guess this is where i have to learn to assert myself. though i envy how you've had the chance to read so many amazing books. so we've got different tastes in them, as well as in everything else, but we were quite different to start with. i think you've changed me a lot. and believe it or not, you seriously altered the course of my one tiny life when you introduced me to the world of harry potter (don't blame her; i'm sure she meant well at that time). but, it was good. and yes, being obsessive is bad. and... ok so i think i'm still quite obsessive, but at least it's only on fanfiction and not useless things like pet society. and... this is really getting quite long.

and i guess we've all changed. quite a lot, actually. and i think it's time this soul searching stopped. if this gets any sappier i think silas will scoff at me. bah, i love you too. try not to lag so much yeah.

and cookie, amber, angel and kimberly, i'm sorry for feeding you so much. please don't die on me anytime in the near or distant future. and vicky, you're snoring.

Az ich vel zein vi yener, ver vet zein vi ich?
If I would be like someone else, who would be like me?

time to spread the horror

i'm not sure if i should start roflmao-ing or searching for spoons to dig my eyes out. regardless, this is definitely not one for the faint of heart.

random much

well, such..creative designs you have been bestowed with! Fortunately I'm ineligible for such outbursts of creativity :D

And you, my dear friend, are addicted to fanfiction

this is an abomination

no i'm not into masochism. my sis decided to bestow that upon me.

la la irohke cha cha cha ro ah. shinandago ya lacha lacha ta ta~!

harder, better, faster, stronger

somehow it just never occurred to me that i spent 8 hours on a 2minutes-long video. then again, it'd probably be less if i were to minus away the time spent downloading codecs, restarting my com, converting video formats, waiting for windows movie maker to hang and close before reopening, etc etc. but looking at the final product, i guess its not too bad and if we win anything with it, then it would definitely have been 8 hours well spent.

and even though i only had 1/2 an hour's worth of sleep yesterday morning, i'm not feeling very sleepy now that i've read a fanfic. i recall coming home and wanting to just collaspe into a century-long hibernation but i somehow feel a lot more rejuvenated now. i suppose fanfic is to me what religion is to... religious people.

i wonder if this is what it's like to have a firm belief to draw strength from :/

i want a photobucket pro account ):

ack. it happened. i never thought it would. but it did. i can't believe it. but now i have to do something i have been putting off for a long time.

and no i'm not talking about selling my sister to aliens. ( especially since she shared cookies with me today [: )

anyway, my bandwidth exceeded D: now there's a giant chunk missing from this skin. i don't really know what to say. the fact that my bandwidth exceeded means my images have been viewed a lot, which i guess should be flattering. but now my skins are all messed up, which is just a downright pain in the ass. and now i have to make yet another photobucket account, just to make sure such a thing doesnt happen again. and i'm out of username ideas, seeing as ive already resorted to using my favourite foot outerwear. (then again maybe it's inner wear, since shoes are outer wear :/)

on the bright side, my room smells like new bags :D

cookayyeeeee

it was the first day of cookie sales for fundraising today and to my utmost surprise, we actually had a crowd. wow. who knew our school loved cookies so much. but i'm really worried about the additional cookies we ordered. there may not be as many repeat buyers, and though we sold out today, we may end up with leftovers for tomorrow. i mean we ordered 280 more for tuesday and wednesday, which would mean that we need at least 140 more people to buy from us tomorrow. that's... really a lot. but i suppose we'll need the extra sales, since our profit margin isn't as high as we'd like but seeing as how people keep accusing us of ripping people off, we don't really have much of a choice.

either way, trying to memorise chinese poems is deathly hard. me and ying ying and i were making a fool (fools?) of ourselves at the waffle place today where we tried to study and the staff ended up laughing at us and commenting and occasionally asking us random questions or answering our noobish questions when we couldn't read the chinese characters in our notes. sigh. i hope i dont mix everything up tomorrow :X

(emperor wang entrusted to the cuckoo his spring passion!)

sigh. i think i shall give up studying. seeing as how i don't even know what subjects we're tested on. and... gah i need to restrain myself. though i suspect i may have been egyptian in some previous lifetime, seeing as how im obsessed with pyramids which i obviously can't own and hence chose to surround myself with insane amounts of pyramid studs. but... that is a rant for another time. i am just too broke right now.

an empty purse makes for a heavy heart

i suddenly really hope i end up in the work experience program; i would really appreciate the pay, no matter how measly.

honestly, it sucks to be unemployed. and i would say it sucks to be a student, but seeing as how there are student offers and prices, there are some plus points to still be studying. regardless, i want to be richhhhhhhhhh. (recalls a similar conversation with zinc)

and... life is too distracting. especially since ying's package is sitting on my table and i'm simply itching to tear it open. i'm not sure why, but some instinctive part of me just likes opening wrapped items, even if the item is wrapped in a plain brown envelope. sigh, it's been years since i received a real wrapped present that i could tear open.

and since i'm not doing work, which is hardly surprising, i should go to sleep -.-

but i don't really want to, since i'm savouring my first night of actually having working lights after goodness how long. sitting in the dark rushing out my mathematics portfolio was simply so depressing i wonder why i havent turned to self-mutilation yet. and i suppose the next thing to look forward to is to being able to use the aircon. sigh, sucks to be me.

Altsding lozst zich ois mit a gevain.
Everything ends in weeping.

hijack time.

actually, im not really in the mood to post.

nevermind, just know that the hijacker's life is sucking really bad.

rawr.

it was the patient, cut-flower sound of a man who is waiting to die

so i've finished the name of the wind, again, and very much like the first time, i would kill to have the second book in my hands. unfortunately, nothing can get me something that does not exist. i shall have to make do with reading fanfiction for now.

on a side note, i think my dad is finally going to call in that promise i made in exchange for getting contacts. not that i wasn't expecting him to do so, but honestly, pink golf balls? i have nothing to say.

and despite repeated lookings and bothering of library staff, it seems the library catalog has failed me. i can't seem to find the second book for the black magician series and it is imposible to say how utterly depressed that has left me. but being a person who doesn't buy books, i guess i'm used to waiting for it. and i suppose that is another reason why i prefer to read slowly, since logically speaking, what has been waited for should be slowly savoured and never rushed. and considering how an author probably spends months or years writing a book, the least one could do is dedicate a few days solely to appreciating his or her efforts.

and i suppose this lengthy pointless rant is all an unconscious effort to avoid starting work. honestly, if i put in as much effort in doing work as i currently do in procrastinating, i might actually end up with no work to procrastinate about. and where would the fun be in that?

and my toilet ceiling is leaking at such a constant rate i could probably learn to stay on beat by listening to it go drip drip drip. and unfortunately, there seems to be nothing that can be done about it.

oh and in lieu of all the unnecessary double posting that has been going on, i've gotten a new tagboard. and why now after all this time? well, it just felt good being able to actually do something about a bothersome nuisance for once.

drip drip drip.

money is round, so it rolls away.

never more than right now

lookbook.nu

damn i want a snape doll too.

bling for a budding slytherin

kill me now.

teddybear trafficking

i honestly think i've laughed too much today. but patrick rothfuss is seriously as funny as his book is good. i think i may start worshiping him soon. (i hope book two comes out before someone tries to turn me into a canned fangirl)

anyway, i need to stop losing track of all the fantasy serieses (seriess? what the hell is the plural of series!) i'm reading. and bloody hell, every copy of turn coat by jim butcher is either on loan or reserved at the library. HOW HORRIBLY HORRID. and me being unable to afford the 1.55 it costs to reserve a book, i shall wait until i chance upon a copy or harry dresden visits me in a dream (ha like jen's! i honestly wouldnt mind living out the book in my head :D)

and i realised that this blog is kinda dead, but somehow i have nothing much to rant/rave about. i wonder how zinc manages to update so often :/ and i need a new skin. and i need to start borrowing books i want to read before my table ends up buried under scribbled-on hotpink post-its. and i need to do my math portfolio. actually just homework in general would be a good start.

and robotics... is going to kill me. i seriously have no idea what to do at all. like completely clueless. it's a really depressing feeling to know that you're up against so many (300+ teams?) and there's nothing you can do to help yourself because you're already at your wits end and you just don't know what to do. and janice is sick and and joey is in london and we're the only sec 4 team and the only team that actually has the full 5 members. the expectations are so blatantly there that a giant blinking neon sign would be ten times more subtle. and the fact that we're called robotation does not help matters. yes our team is called robotation, i kid you not.

and for the record, i think gravity hates me.

SCREW

SCREW. SCREW. SCREW.

WE SHALL MAKE IT TO THE SEVEN HELLS AND BACK! haha

seven is such a magical number :D

Except that today was like the "roasting you alive and poking you with pitchforks" hells and tomorrow is the "suck your brains out and pound you with an anvil" hell. Each unique, but equally painful. And SLOW.


SCREW. SCREW. SCREW.

PS I realised that it's actually 6.5 hells. But oh well.

OH MY GOD

a prince without a happily ever after

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"I have spied for you, and lied for you, put myself in mortal danger for you. Everything was supposed to keep Lily Potter's son safe. Now you tell me you have been raising him like a pig for slaughter-"

"But this is touching, Severus," said Dumbledore seriously. "Have you grown to care for the boy after all?"

"For him?" shouted Snape. "Expecto patronum!"

From the tip of his wand burst the silver doe: she landed on the office floor, bounded across the office and soared out of the window. Dumbledore watched her fly away, and as her silvery glow faded he turned back to Snape, and his eyes were full of tears.

"After all this time?"

"Always," said Snape.

OMG INKHEART!!!

so i'm 7 months late, but whattheheck. DUSTFINGER IS SO BLOODY HOT. i need a picture of him in all his topless fire breathing glory :O :O :O :O

and honestly the movie is bloody cool, and it has a happy endingggg :D (L) (L) (L)

and no jen i have not forgotten about snape. and shit, i want to read myself into hogwarts.

damn.