A Tan

I finally signed up for a Tegaki E account and to celebrate, I spammed pictures on there like wildfire across the Australian bush.




( Moar behind the cut )

Yarrr, I'm a KHR fangirl now. :x

Plus, I have 100 userpics now. Well I'm only using like what, 60? Need to scrounge for more KHR userpics!

Random fanart because I haven't been drawing for ages and I feel like I'm not fulfilling my otome duties of drawing FANART!!

So it's Konata (=￣▽￣=). Done in Photoshop CS2, approximately half-an-hour with sketching, colouring and stuffs included. ヽ(´▽｀)/ヾ♪ヽ(´▽｀)/ヾ♪ヽ(´▽｀)/ヾ♪

Hopefully I'll get back into my art-groove soon and produce some better quality stuffs for you guys. :) But take this piece as MY PRESENT TO YOU GUYS! FOR VISITIN' TACHIKOMATIC DAYS! 662 HITS!

ヾ(´･Д･)ノ{++THANK YOU++}ヽ(･Д･｀)ノ

(If anyone so happens to be number 666 and 777, I'll do a 300x300 sketch for you of your choice! But of course, I don't really draw that well. =w=)

( Other doodles here )

I've just finished watching Waking Life by Richard Linklater (the guy who directed School of Rock) by recommendation from Rachel Koh. I'm glad she sent me that message. I seriously not regret watching this film.

I suppose it can be considered as a boring and static film - the characters do nothing much but engage in dialogue and there is no real plot. There are underlying meanings and subtexts, but no real overarching plot that hits you in the face. The average layman would probably be bored to death by this. As the saying goes, all talk and no action.

Yet there is something more exciting about this film than other proverbial "action" and "suspense" films. I suppose you might say that we watch it passively, but it is only our bodies that are not doing anything. Our minds, if we do possess any, are working overtime when we watch Waking Life.

It thrills me, scares me, fills me with wonder all at the same time. I am made and forced to think. Am I dreaming? Am I just caught in a matryoshka doll of endless dreams?

Every line was quotable, in Waking Life. Like I said to Rachel, it was as though watching a showdown between Fahy vs JTan vs PChua vs Damo all at once. Major facemelting existentialism. It was like, an absurdist play but on some surreal vectored movie. It was like watching Salvador Dali paintings come to life.

I am a total tech whore but these deals look really good. GRANADO ESPADA THEMED DEALS. And god knows I'm in need of a new phone. Though I was actually eyeing one in the N-series :x. I'll have to put this to my dad. I'm already under the iOne Plus Student plan so I'll just be prolonging my contract, which is fine by me.

( new photo over here )

But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here

I don't care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice when I'm not around
You're so fucking special
I wish I was special

So I'm taking part in this week's Blog Battle. I missed last week's one, but Eileen's promoting/promotion (gah English gone down the drain) has made me want to take part in it! Please keep a look out for it! お願いします！

Have you ever been in love? Horrible, isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens your heart and it means someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses. You build up this whole armor, for years, so nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They don't ask for it. They do something dumb one day like kiss you, or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so a simple phrase like 'maybe we should just be friends' or 'how very perceptive' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a body-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.

~Rose Walker, in Sandman: The Kindly Ones by Neil Gaman

Ah Neil Gaiman.

I apologise, if you've read thus far, for the horrible amount of spamming your friends lists have suffered due to my verbal vomit. Feel friend to de-friend me if I'm clogging up your list with all my constant posts. I like to write. I like to talk to myself. This is my outlet.

I admit defeat! I succumbed to the lure of 15 userpics (we all know what I'm asking my mum for my birthday - LJ paid account like woah) and now my LJ is marred with advertisments. Oh well, we all knew what a sell-out I was anyway. ;D

So I updated the layout to its green gorgeousity - by peoplemachines, go check them out - and furnished all 15 spaces with Ouran goodness (with my lone Eyeshield 21 icon being pimped here). Ouran has the best facial expressions for all occassions and cowgirl_ed763 does a great job and capturing them. :D

( Rainer Maria Rilke and my favourite Elegy )

Good God, to write like that! Rilke so far has been the only person to convince me to learn German - which I shall, after I master Japanese - so that I can bask myself in all his sublime glory.

I haven't written anything in ages. I think I should continue that botched short-story I was working on, for the sake of completing it and seeing how it fares.

LOL'D. My brother's asking me for help with his science homework. Alright MOE, I'll show you what your education does for me! Let's see if I vaguely remember anything from 2 years ago. So okay, I'm still a whizz at Sec 3 Physics (hello Newton's Law!), but he then pointed me to his Acids, Bases and Salts notes for Chem and I just went "Oh fuck".

I'm horrible at Chemistry because I can't make head or tail out of mole equations and I understand the significance of most chemical reactions other than "oooh pretty!" so hahaha, I still do retain some basic knowledge which just needs to be triggered off but as for now, I need to do more research for my brother so as to help him. God, he needs a tutor. Though, it's strangely carthartic to do all these extinct subjects (relative to me, of course) and still be able to do the vast majority of them. Ah, if only I was with so much enthusiasm towards the sciences when I was in secondary school.

HAHAH. I asked him "What happened to the set of notes I gave you?" I'm extremely proud of my Chem notes. :D He told me that he couldn't understand them becauset they were too cheem (English cannot express the real meaning of the word sufficely; but it's roughly translated to 'profound'). So he lent them to his friends taking Pure Chemistry. BTW, my brother's doing Combined Physics and Chem (lucky bastard, he's acing his science now).

So anyway, anyone still remembers the basic stuff for the chapter on Acids + Bases + Salts? Tons of cyber cookies - real treats if I can meet you in real-time/life - if you can help me out!

Hey yo all the hikkomori out there! Give your first kiss to this hot young girl! Hahahaha, I wish they'd come up with one for girls. ;D

So anyway, I was supposed to bring my childhood photos to school and I thought, since I couldn't be at school these past few days, let's have a montage of my evolution. SOSHIMON GO!

( EVOLUTIONARY STAGES 1-283923 )

zomg. My true inner self has been revealed! Egads!

EDIT @ 2:29am
( geh! sketches here )

( some.. sketches... )

EDIT:

Apparently the referee didn't like that "FUCK OFF" and yellow carded Emerton.

Okay his name probably isn't Emerton, but I remember it as that.