I'm so in love with Monochrome no Kiss at the moment. I think it's because of the cool starting music.

Anyway, this sounds really childish and immature, but you know what I'm most afraid of most? Being seperated from you guys because of this whole seperation. We're all in different schools now (well, I'm in a different school from you guys). All those different experiences and people. I'm so afraid of this thick wall coming in between us, and all of a sudden, we'll be distant.

I'm so scared that you guys will just bondcliqueidon'tknowtheword together in your own schools, and I'll be on the other side. I guess, I just have this self-esteem/friendship problem like that. I get oddly controlling and possessive.

But it's only because of what awesome friends you all are.

Please promise me, that won't happen?

Labels: I'm scared to death, My lovely friends that are all that, Oh- look how I ramble about nothing

It's surreal. I felt like I was on a field trip, or going for a camp, at RJC. Like I don't belong there, I'm just a visitor.

I miss you guys so much, ugh!

Labels: I'm scared to death, What I go to school for

http://www.court-records.net/gs4demo.htm

I played Ace Attorney : Apollo Justice game demo. There is something strangely addictive about this game. Perhaps it's the snazzy background music, and how everything sounds super dramatic when a new twist in the case is revealed, or how cute Apollo Justice is and his obession with saying 'Chords of Steel' and OBJECTION~~~!, or the graphics-- because I love how it's done.

I want a DS, and I want it now.

Labels: Being a geek, This amuses me to no end, What makes me feel like I'm drugs but actually I'm not a druggie

Okay, I need to post this up too because it is so darn cute.

WHY I LOVE 8059, fer real seriously
(Age is only a Mindset by saying_sooth)

Hee.

“Hmm, I want to have a baby.” Yamamoto pronounced.

Gokudera stiffened. Sure, he’d been waiting for this since he was 16, and they were now 25 and not teenagers anymore, but it was still a shock.

“…And why are you telling me?” He steeled himself for the inevitable breakup.

“Oh, because I want to have a baby with you, of course!”

Gokudera choked on his spit. “WHAT?”

Yamamoto looked nonplussed. “Wouldn’t it be cool? I wouldn’t mind a son, but I think I’d really like to have a daughter…” He grinned. “Like, she might have your green eyes and my black hair, and she’ll be really strong of course and she might like baseball! It’d be really cool, don’t you think Gokudera?”

There was no response. “…Gokudera?”

“We can’t have a baby, moron.” Gokudera’s mind was a little broken.

Yamamoto blinked. “Why not?”

“Because we’re both guys.”

“But my dad always told me a baby was made from love! We have lots of that, don’t we?”

“Yes. But. Weren’t you paying attention in biology? Man plus WOMAN equals BABY.”

Labels: Reborn with my dying will, They are meant to be together, This amuses me to no end, What makes me feel like I'm drugs but actually I'm not a druggie

I figured what sort of a fangirl would I be if I didn't have life-scarring pieces of 8059 (Yama/Goku, KHR) fanthingums on my blog? *Plus, I'm distracting myself from hyperventilating over the thought of being alone in my new school while everyone else bonds with each other and the next time we meet, it'd be like I'm in a thicker plastic bubble than before*

So let the spammage of fanfiction begin! (Well, just two quotes really.)

Why I love 8059:
(This is Where by rodickparker)

1. In some messed up way Gokudera always knew it would happen, but still, it’s kind of surprising when their lips meet; Yamamoto’s fingers curve around Gokudera’s jaw, and Gokudera’s fist on Yamamoto’s shirt, tugging none too soft. The kiss lasts for almost twenty-seconds, with tongue and all.

“Heyyy that was very umm yeah wow—” Yamamoto grins, scratching the back of his head after he pulls away. Gokudera lights a cigarette for lack of things to say. This is where they find themselves feeling awkward.

And then Yamamoto opens his mouth then closes it and then begins again, “Can we do that one more time?”

Gokudera rolls his eyes and kicks Yamamoto’s legs under the table and everything goes back to normal.

2. But then this is where Yamamoto comes, holding Gokudera by the hips, breathing too hard on Gokudera’s neck and Gokudera could practically feel Yamamoto’s dopey smile on his skin and all he can say is, “Fuck you, Yamamoto.”

And this is where Yamamoto says, “Yes.”


Hah, and it wasn't even smut.

Labels: I'm scared to death, Oh- look how I ramble about nothing, Reborn with my dying will, They are meant to be together, What makes me feel like I'm drugs but actually I'm not a druggie

As dorky and retarded as it is, yes, those are HSM lyrics up there. But I'm a closet Disney fan anyway, so whatever.

See, I was planning up at rolling out of bed at 10am today. Not be freaking wide awake at 7.40am in the morning, seeing as I slept at probably 2am last night, and God damn it, the bed was so damn comfortable. Bloody MOE and their posting of the results at 7.30am. WHO IN THE WORLD WOULD BE AWAKE THEN?

So now I'm awake. Gee whiz, that's helpful because there are so many people online that can entertain my bored little head and assure me I'm not going to end up a friendless loser at RJC.

Shit, I can't believe I got into RJC, the Science stream even! I'm freaking out about the fact that I'm quite possibly entering RJC alone, and seeing as I'm freaking socially awkward and have the penchant for spacing out... Well, let's just hope that by the end of the first term, I even have 5 friends. RAWR.

I feel so angsty and angry now.

And hungry, but nevermind. I've not nothing nice to eat in my fridge.

Maybe I'll have an apple for breakfast.

Despite teasing Xin about choosing CJC because of the fact that her friends are going there, I'm quite nervous about how I'm going to enter a new school, essentially not knowing anyone there. Let's just say I don't make the best first impressions. I'm quite nervous about all the horror stories we've heard about the crowd at RJC. I'm quite nervous about the fact that I act like an idiot half the time and well, everyone there seems literary and intelligent and they freaking make sense.

Which I'm pretty sure I'm not doing right now.

I'm nervous because I don't want to be alone in a new environment.

I suppose reading Gossip Girl: The Caryles wasn't the smartest thing to do since everyone's openly bitchy to them since they're new.

Haha.

Nevermind, I'm going to go eat my apple and watch Katekyo Hitman Reborn or Dr Who or play Ace Attorney or something.

This is why I'm going to end up a friendless loser, btw.

Labels: I'm scared to death, My lovely friends that are all that

http://www.gamespot.com/misc/presentations/ace-attorney/index.html

I spent one hour of my life playing the demo of Ace Attorney Investigations : Miles Edgeworth. It's surprisingly addictive, and I love the strange background music. Let's just disregard the fact that it was a demo of the real game, and that there was relatively little to do in the demo, and I still took an hour to play it.

I'm blaming it on the fact that it's because I didn't know how the game worked. Because after I got over that tricky bit, I TOTALLY FINISHED IT FAST OKAY.

Stupid Kyon and her stupid games. Now I want to get a DS and get queer games like this, because it is so bloody addictive.

I am not coherent.

Labels: Being a geek, Oh- look how I ramble about nothing, This amuses me to no end, What makes me feel like I'm drugs but actually I'm not a druggie

Haha, back by popular demand from the lovely patrons of Ah Mei Cafe (you know who you are, and I guess I could include Xin and Gorilla Gloria in this although you guys weren't there today, but I love name-dropping so there). Or not. Tag if you're reading this (haha, how horrible) because I realize I don't like blogging either since I feel like I'm talking to an empty white wall, and even though the words are filling up the space, it feels like a brick wall.

I notice how everyone seems to sound wittier and smarter (no offense, heh) than they are online. I just seem more deadpan and well, dead. And emo and serious. That's probably how I am in my head, this boring teacher voice *cough,re:Gan, that bitchcough* droning on and on like a retard in my head. Haha, I can imagine a miniature Gan in my head with his stupid ruler. Oh God, what am I saying?

Another reason why I don't blog, haha, I can never think of anything to say.

It's so strange that relationships are all being built in cyberspace now. I mean, it's just really weird. Take Facebook for example, the only reason why I'm now even moderately active on it is because everyone's using it. And it's queer being left in the dust because I didn't look at something on Facebook or join into this extremely long conversation on it.

I think I overanalyze the strangest, most inconsequential things and ignore the most important.

Haha, how's this for a witty blog post? XD

Labels: Oh- look how I ramble about nothing

I suppose what I am worried about after collecting our results and posting our school-desicions-whatyoucall'ems is how we'll all be seperated.

It would be so strange not to go back to St. Nicks for school, not to wear that pinafore (which everyone thinks is fugly as hell but I find it alright) or school socks or whatever. Lip-sync to the school song and the national anthemn, catch a few winks while the flag-raising ceremony is going on (because I used to sleep during the ceremony, and I was so afraid a teacher would catch me with my eyes closed).

I'll miss being in the same class as you guys (unless you've never been in the same class as me, then I'm pretty sure I'd miss being in the same class as you if we were ever in the same class, well, you get my drift!).

And I pretty much suck at keeping friends that aren't in my class, yet I'm deathly afraid of losing the friends I make. (A Catch-22 situation, much?) So I guess, you'll just have to spam me like crazy on MSN if we ever seperate, unless you don't want to be my friend anymore, then, well...

Screw you.

It's okay, I understand.

Labels: My lovely friends that are all that

Well, I figured I might as well jump in and start ranting-- rambling rather, on about the O Level results coming out and act all witty about it. Nah, everyone's already acting witty, no need for one more person to sound like they've jumped off MLIA/Hipster-land or where-ever those witty little remarks are born from.

Honestly, I'm feeling rather apathetic about the whole thing, I mean, about getting our results. (That is an oxymoron, right? Feeling apathetic, haha.) What I'm more excited about is going to school at 7.25 with Xin and Celine (AND ANYONE ELSE, YES?, We are doing it aren't we, dears?), and going to eat Orange Bowl, laughing at the other levels that are going for lessons, running off to the library or wherever when we get bored, and playing Katekyo Hitman Reborn on Kyon's gameboy (OMFG, YES, PLEASE, PLEASE, I LOVE YOU.).

I mean, there's no point worrying about it, because it's all over.

I'm going to sound like a hypocrite on Monday when I'll either be
a) over the moon at bagging 8 A1s (and $2500), and screaming about crazily and generally being idiotic and insensitive to people that scored lower than me.
b) emo-ing over my horrible results (re: anything less than 8 A1s) and being a general pain-in-the-ass and insensitive to everyone else around me

So either way, I'll be a pain in the ass.

Whoopeedoo.

Hoho, I love how dead I sound and how WOE IS ME.

TAKE THAT WITTY BLOGGERS.
THIS IS HOW I SOUND IN MY HEAD.

But nevermind! Because well, that's the way the cookie crumbles or whatever, into my mouth. I have no idea what I'm saying so I shall stop saying.

I know I can press the backspace button, but honestly, that is just too much trouble.

Labels: My lovely friends that are all that, Oh- look how I ramble about nothing

Because I think I owe you for Comics Connection just now (and a heck lot of other things, like, uh, ah, nevermind-- I can't think of anything at the moment), this is dedicated to why I love Sim Xin Yi Sim Xin Yi is my friend.

Uh, I mean my best friend.

loveyoubby

(Ignore that totally unglam picture of both of us up there, I can't find any cooler pictures of us that are recent aka I'M TOO LAZY TO LOOK. Tofufufufufu~)

I'm sorry hun, I can't really think of anything right now, and with a sinking feeling, I realize that half of the reasons listed are because of your tolerance of my new infatuation with Yamamoto and Katekyo Hitman Reborn, and because of how we're both secretly Power Rangers.

Shit, the world wasn't suppose to know about the Power Rangers thing, and I'm too lazy to click backspace, so well, let's just pretend that none of us know about our secret identities because we'll get kicked out of the team if Zordon knows that you know.

Why I love Sim Xin Yi appreciate Sim Xin Yi as a friend

1. You attempted to understand the Varia arc, and you didn't make fun of their names! (Except Mammon, but that was allowed because I was doing that too.) And at the end of it, you actually said that it was pretty cool which makes it all the more easier for me to convert you into a KHR fan... Though YAMAMOTO IS MINE OKAY!

2. You helped me look for a Yamamoto poster in Comics Connection, which required you to come into close contact with many posters of Korean shits people and random Animes like D. Gray Man (which admittedly you are loyal to) and Kuro-demonbabywhateverit'snamebutithasSHITinit.

3. SHERLOCK/WATSON.

4. I'm always the cooler person in the gay-partnership characters we ship. But at least Sherlock's smarter than Waston! <3

5. POWER RANGERS BABY.

I'm tired of listing reasons.

Labels: My lovely friends that are all that, Oh- look how I ramble about nothing, This amuses me to no end, What makes me feel like I'm drugs but actually I'm not a druggie

NEPALIAN STRANGER YOU JUST MET says:
I'LL PRINT BLANKS

I never knew you had to print blanks.
Love you Xin.
You make life so interesting~.

Labels: My lovely friends that are all that, Oh- look how I ramble about nothing, This amuses me to no end

Now there really should be no reason why I've got yet another blog, seeing as all my blogs and that one Livejournal I have (that's miserably clinging onto existence because I don't update it at all and the only I thing I do with it is to purchase clothes and look at Fruits and all the pretty clothing there, but no matter!), well, that's too bad because I just got a new blog.

I really have no idea what to say, because I'm a loser like that, and the years of non-activity has made me an idiot. Which let's face it, didn't take that much time anyway.

Resolutions for 2010
- Be neater
- Be more confident and less annoying

Haha, I have no idea.

Plans for 2010
- Take up Japanese
- Cosplay
- Tae Kwon Do
- Uh?

I will get back to you about that. I love how half my list is due to my newfound love for Katekyo Hitman Reborn and well, yeah. I sound so deadpan and dead-- this is what you get for having done nothing at home for the whole of your holidays children, your brain cells die and you become this boring person that stares at the computer screen the whole day, clicking at the same ol' links and doing nothing new.

Whatever, this just means that you, yeah you the person reading this, should talk to me on MSN about anything retarded, just so I can get used to talking to normal humans again.

Or whatever.

Labels: Oh- look how I ramble about nothing