9:23 PM

Hee hee Reno, and I have absolutely nothing else to say.

It's been so very quiet lately.

What's kind of cool is refinding an old childhood friend in the new school and discovering that they've developed interests scarily similar to mine, gives me a person to talk to. People to talk to is good, while my classmates are nice, they're temporary, and they've known each other for three months for the most part, and I don't really know them.

And this school has a huge library. Big, big libraryness. With tables for one. /Cool/.

Had breakfast in Coffee Bean with Aine today, did a little Math (i hate ap/gp. makes my brain hurt, dammit)... there hasn't been any good manga out as of late, which kind of sucks. I'm running out of things to read. ...So I should, in fact, get started on reading the copy of that new Mercedes Lackey novel that Aine lent me. I'm sort of wanting to get my hands on the latest Valdemar novel, which has been out for a while but I /still/ haven't seen anywhere... the Skif one?

Saturday

4:04 PM

*does the new HD dance* Almost 6 times as much free space as my old HD, bay-bee. Couldn't get ram put in, though. D'oh.

But hey! Space!

Thursday

9:21 PM

There's a lady on TV wearing Aya's ugly orange sweater. I am inexplicably amused.

Replaying FF7 and having fun with it, although I keep reflexively going for the analog button and getting confused when Cloud doesn't move.

Aine? You left Mr. Flute. AGAIN.

Tuesday

9:59 PM

Bah, sunburned again. Owie.

I have this urge to replay FF7, sparked mostly by TCotK and bishink. I'm not sure if my copy still works, though. And between everything, I haven't had the chance to get any further in Star Ocean 2...

One day, I will actually, y'know, sit down and play an RPG from start to finish. I can count the number of games I've actually completed on my fingers. *pause* I think.

And, you know, I find that Zelgadis's soft sparkly rabu heart image song is growing on me. I mean, even though it sounds kind of like... what I'd imagine bar karaoke music to sound like? Regardless of whether or not that actually exists and what it actually sounds like? Must be the... uh, saxaphone. At least, I think it's a saxophone.

Yes, I'm aware that my musical knowledge is in non-existence. But still. "Dear friends forever"?

Monday

7:01 PM

And have I mentioned how much I well and truly dislike orientations? The only orientation I really want is maybe a good map of the school...

7:00 PM

On the way home from school today, I had the fortune (or misfortune) to be sitting next to a couple of Primary school kids on the bus. They were comparing and competing their grades pretty loudly, number of A*'s and such, and talking about things like how their head prefect was such a disgrace for 'only' getting a score of 235 for his PSLE... (that's upon 300, I think.)

I'm aware of the Singaporean schoolkid stereotype, but I didn't know anyone actually /talked/ that way...

Saturday

11:27 PM

And if there's more than a dozen good, readable, FFX 'fics out there... I'll eat my... something.

In fact, if there's more than a dozen, someone point me towards 'em.

11:26 PM

...

I think the cup of tea in Mos, the coffee that Aine got from the mall, and the tea that I drank while wandering my way through (^#(*&^)%@^#) Hoffman Ruins in Star Ocean 2 (i am hopelessly lost. help me), were a very bad idea. Because I'm sort of brain-dead and wired right now, and I can't figure out my tenses corrctly, so am giving up all attempts at writing anything.

Friday

6:35 PM

Anyway, haiku. Aine? You are very strange. The ones in brackets were by her.

(I suck! Yes, I do.
Sucketh muchly here and there
Wet and hard and--yuck.)

Presenting appeals
In haiku--Please why don't you
Let me study here?

(I wish to come here
Let me in! Let me in! Please
O let me come here.)

Rafflesian spirit
...Does... not flow in me at all.
Okay, that won't work.

(Rafflesian spirit
Peanut butter and jam--yeah
This won't work either.)

Please ignore my friend
Everyone knows that Raffles
Did not have those things.

(Yes, he did, I know!
His belly was really--big!
What to do, I think?)

Stop being stupid
And help me with my appeal
You sodding wanker.

(Well. Well well well--err.
It is utterly surreal
to sit here right now.)

Surreality is
A state of mind, but I guess
You wouldn't know, huh?

(I am not surprised
You don't know what I think
Takes a brain to know.)

I said "You would not",
Not "I do not", you stupid
Idiotic peon.

(So sick and tired
Of my ass (yours!) vibrating
I am shocked, yes.)

At least mine make sense, you know.

And I think Aine has written the first explicit haiku that I've ever seen in my entire life. As for the last one, during the lecture I crashed with her, my handphone kept ringing. Or rather, vibrating, since it's on silence. I think I've been called more times during that lecture than any of the other lectures I've attended put together. I got pretty tired of it by the end, and mentioned to Aine that I was sick of my ass vibrating, and she has a very dirty mind.

2:25 PM

It's going to rain. Thunder's sounding every few seconds, and it's dark enough to be late afternoon. I can't see any lightning from my window, but I saw it on the way home from the mall. I almost tripped a few times, since I was staring at the sky nearly the whole way. I love lightning.

In other news, didn't get posted to the school I wanted. Drat. Hared off anyway for a general appeal, probably won't work but one can always try, I guess. While I was there, I ran into Aine and ended up crashing her Econs lecture, which was actually kind of fun. There was a question in the appeal form that kind of stumped me. "Why do you want to come to this school?", they asked, and what the heck am I supposed to write?

Then someone suggested answering the question in haiku, and things got pretty funny from there. Me and Aine carried out an entire semi-conversation on the back of my notebook in haiku. Hee. Didn't answer the question in haiku in the end, since I'm trying to be a Science student, not a Literature one, but I'll type up the haiku we wrote later.

Wednesday

10:25 PM

You know, it's a really, really wierd feeling to accidentally get shampoo up your nose, and spend the next few moments frantically snorting bubbles.

9:11 PM

IE? I know you hate me. Can't you be more /subtle/ about it? *sob*

6:52 PM

Teenage Dysfunctionality in Fast Motion would be a cool title for... something. Because dysfunctionality is kind of a nifty word. All... long, and... tongue-roll-offey... except, /is/ it even a word?

We watched the Truman Show during GP. That was kinda cool. It's a good movie, kinda creepy in bits, but good, except I have to write a critical review/analysis of it now. Or ponder whether or not I'm going to write a critical analysis of it, because the posting results come out of Friday anyway. Gah. >.>;x

Sunday

7:42 PM

And again re: DNAngel 'fic, although this isn't a peeve, just an observation... give the poor ice metaphor a break, it already works overtime.

*pause* I can't really suggest an alternate Satoshi descrip, though, so...

Aine? About the PMS SMS thing, I think I can safely say that, in fact, the person in question will be the /first/ to know. In any case. But it's still an amusing concept.

7:32 PM

I got me a copy of DNAngel 6 from Liang Court earlier. *squeal* Daisuke is so incredibly adorable on the cover. It should be illegal for anyone to be that cute. I love him. If I ever had to have another sibling, I'd want Daisuke. Heck, even if I didn't /have/ to have another sibling, I'd want Daisuke anyway... did that make sense? Um. Anyway.

Only the first few chapters are the wrap up to the previous arc, the rest are for the current arc, except I already /have/ the chapters to the current arc in... two languages. *sweatdrop* But all's still good. Angst and cuteness and... more cuteness and... character-ambiguous action scenes (sometimes, our beloved sensei /really/ confuses me as to who, exactly, has control of the current body. really) and... even more cuteness. And you know, me wanting to give Satoshi a big hug at the end.

And... people (read: ff.n)? Daisuke's involved in a perfectly healthy and happy relationship with Riku, okay? I'm not going to go into details about his sexuality, and I /like/ Dark/Dai or Daisuke/Satoshi, but he's not flamingly gay (unlike his sotsugyou m counterpart! who i don't have much respect for. but hey), and he's not likely to "come out to himself (and to Dark)" and "venture out into the gay world" or go to a gay masquerade. And copying the summary gave me a giggle fit. /Are/ there gay masquerades in Japan?

And I'm not going to 'guess who he meets there', but the 'fic is labeled as Sat/Dai, so... *blink* I don't even want to know. Really. I mean, even if the yaoi pairings are more fun to play around with....

Still less traumatizing than the summary to that Furuba 'fic, though.

Saturday

9:42 PM

I had a dream, last night or this morning, of elves. I was one, and it was, for some reason, partially set in my studyroom. I was of relatively high rank, princess or something akin to that, perhaps, and there was arguing. About what, I can't remember, but they took place in this room. My computer wasn't there, and in its place was a tall structure made of metal--a long hollow pole with thin, flat bronze-gold extensions, wide enough to step on but not strong enough to support much weight.

I had a key with a handle that resembled those bronze-gold extensions. Whether it was an unusual shape of handle or key-like shape of extensions, I don't know, but then for some reason (to prove a point, or myself--i recall being angry, or at least irritated) I was climbing the pole, clinging to the sturdy center for dear life as my footholds bent and shifted, trying to find a place to insert and turn the key. But there weren't any.

My computer wasn't in the room, but The Bed was, half-covered in junk. And as I tried to keep balance, I also had to look for the keyhole /and/ a safe place on The Bed to land in case I fell or had to jump.

None of the elves had pointed ears.

There were also streets, bound by tall buildings that blocked out most of the light. Lots of staircases in rough stone. An entire sub-culture of street children with their own brand of politics and hierarchy, and a deal made on paper with someone (the leader of the street kids?) with a name starting with 'Na'. Something.

In other news, I am playing Star Ocean 2 for the first time. After having had the game for, oh, halfway through to forever. The battle system took a bit of getting used to (imagine my surprise when, twiddling with the customization menu, i discovered... oh, you can /manually move/ on the battlefield? yeah, stupid me) and the game likes pausing in random moments with the message "Cannot read data from disc", but I've just got Dias with me, and it's quite fun. Dialogue notwithstanding. I'm really waiting on Ashton.

Thursday

10:34 PM

i'm elena x reeve!

i'm goofy and het, but i don't care, because damn if i'm not having more fun than anybody else. and on top of that, my boyfriend can make custom sex toys.

what could be better?

take the which bishink pairing are you? test,

by tenshi and llamajoy.

10:28 PM

Aaaactually, Bell, you know, I saw a few grainy pictures for the X game in Asuka, and it got me hysterical. I mean, a fighting game. Subaru and Seishirou facing it off on top of a roof. No, really. Sei-chan in a classic fighting pose, /with/ the trenchcoat. Subaru with his arms crossed. Fuuma uppercutting Kamui (at least, i /think/ it's fuuma uppercutting kamui, the picture's really small). Good for hours of snarky button-pressing fun! But I don't know what console it's for, if any. Darn. I'd play this, I really would.

10:12 PM

You know something?

/I love all of you/.

If I've linked to you, if I've made contact with, talked to, blogged at, mentioned you, if I have, in random conversations with various members of T3, said just how cool you were (although, i guess, you wouldn't know if i had), then I love you. /All/ of you. Even if I haven't said Hi in ages, or if I'm too scared to even start (which happens. i'm, you know, spineless that way), I love you.

Just to say.

Aine? You left Mr. Flute at my place.

So Kaori and Aine came over to do White Day stuff, which involved, in no particular order, a lot of peach tea, the Slayers drinking game, listening to a yaoi drama CD with an interesting explicit scene during which the uke (who initiated said scene) passes out, talking Hanakimi, channeling Ayame and Shigure in Japanese while walking to the mall, chocolate, channeling Touya, Nakuru, and Yuki while walking to the mall, takoyaki, and gaming. Oh, and we got Aine to watch Lain! Except Kaori had to go after the second ep.

But considering that the /first/ time we watched Lain, at 1am downstairs on the couch during the first all-nighter, Aine buried herself in the covers and got so terribly freaked out that she wouldn't watch anymore, it's progress. It took two and a half years, but... it's progress.

Wednesday

4:02 PM

I am a fatal disease borne by cute and fluffy animals.

I think that statement pretty much speaks for itself. Not much happening, went over to Aine's on Monday to watch her play FFX and do... stuff. And then I bummed at home. A lot. Holidays, while relaxing, are generally pretty much boring times of the year, not that I particularly want them to end. Ee.

Sunday

6:55 PM

And I am /so/ tired of ICQ cutting out and refusing to work except for a couple of hours in the dead of night before I go to sleep. XO I upgraded it and all, but it still loads, then crashes after it connects. Suck. >.>x

6:25 PM

Getting so terribly sick of all the spam ending up in my email. >.>x Damn. I should have given my secondary address out to my class and them other people I know in real life, except I hardly check it, and they might have actually intended on sending /personal/ email. >.>x *sulk*

And I see you have been reading DNAngel. Bwahaha. Come to the dark side, pun unintentional. XD

6:17 PM

Went ice-skating earlier, which was fun, but I'm all tired now. And I fell a couple of times, so I'm a bit bruised. But still fun. Lots of people were figure-skating, or whichever, on the rink, in addition to the inevitable show-offs. I was trying to get the hang of skating around balanced on one leg, but I couldn't quite, and that's pretty much how I fell. >.>x

Brought Kiss of Shadows with me, and /finally/ read it. It's a good book, it is, although it's softcore porn for the most part, and everyone seems to want to sleep with the main character. And I'm more than three-quarters of the way through, and the plot really /has/ just started. *blink* Oh well. Still good.

After skating, we went to the arcade for a while. Didn't feel like playing anything, so I just watched the guys go rounds at Marvel vs. Capcom, which was okay, even though I kinda prefer SNK. It reinvoked a vague sense of nostalgia for the X-Men, and Gambit's kinda hot, only I don't think they show X-Men the cartoon on TV anymore. Or maybe they do, I just never catch it. (did catch an ep of cybersix on central sometime back. the first ep. but for some reason, i don't think any more eps were shown after that, more's the pity, rarr)

7:57 AM

Is it me, or is something up with Technomancy? I haven't been about to access the blog for days.

Damn you, body. It's the Sunday preceding a holiday, is sleeping until, oh, 9am, a bit too much to ask? XO

Friday

2:51 PM

What the /hell/? Yes, Dante is so pretty it's a shame that Devil May Cry gives of almost negative slash vibes, and yes, there's been talk about Sin Scissors and Marionettes and sawdust in unfortunate places, but...

"A routine mission yields unexpected results for Dante when he encounters a frisky little critter... and his naughty tentacles."

Rated NC-17. I checked it out. Yes, it IS what it was implying. I backed out immediately. Could we '/get/ any more desperate here? I think I'm traumatized for life. >.>x

2:00 PM

Tests!

You're Shirou Kamui!
Congratulations-- the Power of God is in your hands. Well, maybe not, but you do occasionally feel as if the weight of the world is on your shoulders, and sometimes you just want to run away to escape it all. You mean well, but you are sometimes short-tempered and don’t necessarily think things through before you do them. Friendship is very important to you, as is loyalty. You have a lot of growing to do, but deep down you really are a good person.
Which Dragon of Heaven are you?
Quiz by Kerianne




Take the "How immature are you?" Test

created by sami


I think the second one is broken. And I'm sure I didn't choose any hugely 'Kamui' responses. There was definitely a Yuzuhira or two in the answers I gave...

Someone kept calling me a lesbian in the dream I had yesterday. But then the day before, I dreamt about a school of magic with rather dark politics and poisonous turtles and a kind of snack made of freeze-dried miniature demons which reanimated if one used the right charm, and bathrooms were definitely involved in there somewhere, so I think the only moral of the story is that I have funky dreams.

Thursday

9:08 PM

Skipped life today by pleading apathy. It was very nice staying in bed until it was actually /light/ out, and my dad didn't argue. Sort of. Which is good. I found out later that the class skipped out halfway to go play bowling, the other day it was to go play pool and hit the arcades, which I didn't join them for. For one thing, I don't have the slightest clue how to play pool.

Been reading Naruto, all due to Aine. Entirely her fault. Interesting enough, although I usually want to smack the main character in the face, but Kakashi is amusingly fruity-yet-dark (like shigure! i think he's like shigure, only... more ninja-ish. which, if you think about it, makes sense.) and Sasuke is cute. Except he makes me twitch by dripping his slashy vibes all over the nice, clean carpet. Slashy vibes with the main character, no less.

Also grabbed volume 1 of Hellsing, which is interesting. Some bits were a little freaky, but I might get book 2 when I go to the store again. Been on a big vampire kick as of late, really.

Monday

9:17 PM

FUCK. I broke my glasses AGAIN. I've got my spare, but... rarr.

And I'm terribly offended at my Chemistry tutor, for reasons that will not be gone into here. /Rarr/.

I was going to skip afternoon PE today, but then it was cancelled, anyway. I'm still not quite sure why. But that's kind of cool, sort of like... delinquency lite. All the intent, all the perks, no consequences! Or something.

Went out with Kit yesterday, that was fun. ^___^x

Sunday

1:12 AM

Oh, /way/ too late to be up. Hee hee.

12:02 AM

My mouth hurts. /Really/ wishing now that my grandmother didn't take the anaesthetic mouth shit, and you know, staying up late, for some reason, tends to make me feel like swearing more.

Am thinking of stealthily disposing of the KFC stuff in the fridge, before anyone gets it into their head to eat it. Or to make me eat it. I draw the line at leftovers more than three days old.

Saturday

9:01 PM

Look! Grey!

I was getting bored of Gohou Drug. And Kamui's very pretty.

...And I have nothing else to say about this. Except 'spot the Sandman reference'?

A little iffy about the colour scheme, but I couldn't make white work. Oh well.

11:02 AM

I hate it when I'm chewing on my nails and I slip and cut my gum. Ow.

Bad habit, but everyone's got to have one, I guess. X.x Blood tastes funky, and I think I have to go retrieve that antiseptic stuff that my grandmother won't let me take upstairs.

...Except I think she took it down with her. Rarr. I'm not salting my mouth ulcers again, that hurts to hell. >.>x

There's been a container of KFC whipped potatos languishing in the fridge since... last Sunday. I'm not sure if it's still safe to eat, and... I'm not going to try.

Friday

3:03 PM

What is your meaning of life?

We've decided that if Sugisaki Yukiru ever joined up with CLAMP, Fuuma and Kamui would become the same person... then Satoshi would rip Krad's eye out.

Five months. Still disgusted.