My cage has many rooms, Damask and Dark.

( HERE BE MY TRADE POST )

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH. WHAT THE FUGGER FUCK HAPPENED TO MY LJ LAYOUT?????!!!!


Edit: Ah. *uploads all pictures to own photobucket account* It's back to normal again. Hmm... maybe this is A SIGN, AN OMEN that I should change my LJ layout. I've been feeling the urge to do so but have been too lazy thus far.

Yes. So it might be the typical nerdy boy meets cute girl vs jock vying for cute girl's attentions storyline but still...IT'S SO BLARDY CUTE. XD Starting from how Forrest unintentionally got into the elections simply because of the shy/nervous wave he wanted to give the cute girl all the way to the little nerdy gestures, awkwardness and tics he had right down to the ending. And the best friend of questionable orientation is hilarious! What with the poster licking, hyperactivity and yet, how he still tries his best to help his friend get the girl.


TLDR; I pretty much liked this vid and want more people to watch it. =D

Teaser Trailer




( Do I HAVE to say this again? You know you want to. CLICK IT BEYOTCH. )

[be warned for excessive imagery, gif icons, fapping, incessant prattling, fangirlishness et cetera et cetera this way comes TLDR; Dial-up users, beware]

( Still. Click it. You know you want to, bitch. )

I CAN'T FREAKING CONCENTRATE ON WHOLE ARAB ISRAELI SHTICK THAT I'M SUPPOSED TO BE LEARNING FOR HISTORY WHICH I'M AWFULLY FAR BEHIND.

Every time Israel and anything jewish related (which is... everything) pops up on the page, I go:
*sigh* *dreamy eyes* Rahm Emanuel... Jon Stewart... dayum. They're pretty hot.

And when I finally wrench myself away from those train of thoughts, France and Britain just had to appear. So Stephen Colbert and Jon Oliver pop up. And my reactions usually go:

Me: IT'S FRENCH BITCH. *snickers*

or

Me: My voice is my credential. Aluminium. Now let me in. *snicker*

Brothers: O_o


DAMN YOU HOT (FAKE)NEWSCASTERS AND POLITICAL FIGURES.

I cried during Gran Torino.

I know. WTF right?

I'll admit, it was a sad movie. And I did feel myself getting quite down, and maybe sort of sniffly, but I had not actually planned on crying.

IT IS ALL THE FAULT OF THE PEOPLE AROUND ME.

They were mostly old and they were all freakin' crying away. The man beside me was wiping his eyes and the old woman and her friends in front of me were dabbing their eyes away with tissues. And I kept thinking that they were crying because they could identify with Clint Eastwood's character in the movie (who has a shitty son, lost his wife, does not quite know the meaning of life any longer) and of how their life at this moment might sort of parallel his (albeit in a Singaporean context). After that, the waterworks just came on.

On a happier note:
NUREYEV AND NIJINSKY. Who knew two men tangoeing could look so hot?

No..wait. Actually. I had a mental image in my mind before and I knew.

But the both of them elevated it to a whole new level entirely.
 

I am.... very very baffled at the price jump of Cable/Deadpool.

The first volume was...when converted to sing dollars, 21/22?
When it came to the second volume though... ONE HUNDRED PLUS.

What in the name of god, satan and marvel is this weirdness?

From what I've seen so far while browsing, it's the only volume that is so frikkin' expensive. All the others are around 20-ish.

Damn it. =(

I could just skip to volume 3 but...I just don't like reading a series without going in chronological order.

Waited at the MRT station and Teh Awesome who goes by the name of Shahrudin entered. I was expecting the Old Guy (don't know his name, so I just call him that in my head) who always helps my family out whenever we have any tech problems.

Me: *on phone* Who's this guy?
Dad: The [Old Guy]'s mentor.
Me: Oooooh.

I also got to see the MRT station's rest room for the workers for the first time. It was airconditioned and there was some sort of movie with explosives being played in the adjoining room. They had a whiteboard with writings like:
SELLING MODIFIED PSP
Fishing trip coming up this...!
Badminton training - anyone joining?
SELLING NASI LEMAK, EPOK EPOK...

And there were empty fish tanks lined up (with names on it like Ghost Rider, Hellfish...etc.) which I later found out were because the MRT workers wanted to house fighting fish but the place was too cold for them to live in.

Teh Awesome: Wait... so you did a sysem restore? And you didn't disable the antivirus?
Me: Um. Yes.
Teh Awesome: Goodness. You should NEVER NEVER do a system restore when antivirus is still going on. Oh, this is a worm by the way. Not a virus. A system restore can't get rid of those. Especially so for a worm.

The other workers stopped to offer remarks from time to time, one of which was:
You should do what I did when my laptop was spoiled! It accidentally fell over- and hey presto, it worked again!

So he was clicking away doing stuff of the technological sort that I do not know of while white stuff scrolled down. About...what? 40 minutes later?
Everything was alright. With all the important stuff intact.

Teh Awesome: Luckily your drive was partitioned and you saved all your stuff in there.

At that point I was just babbling away my thanks and gratitude.

Lesson learnt/Words of Wisdom given:
Keygen/Crack almost always houses a trojan. In worst case scenarios, even nastier things might lurk...SUCH AS A WORM. So make the antivirus scan your friend.

My dad's friend is AWESOME PERSONIFIED.

But to start from the beginning so that phrase makes sense:


I decided to install a video editor onto my laptop for my hist project and went searching for a keygen (shh. *shifty eyes*) online. And it served me right that the keygen came with a FREAKING WORM. Which I did not know in the first place. But the instant I tried the keygen out, Avast alarms started wailing and I was like:

SHIT. VIRUS. MOVE TO CHEEEEEEST!

But oh no, this virus was persistent. It kept coming back. The worst thing was that it was attacking all my .exe files and the windows registry system. Which meant that my notepad, powerpoint...etc were all going down the drain. I was panicking at this point. Because if it continued, basically, my whole comp won't be able to function anymore. Googled 'windows32: vitro' and 'windows polyjunk' and these words leapt out at me:
NASTY VIRUS.
MADE BY PROFESSIONAL HACKERS WHO KNEW WHAT THEY WERE DOING.
ONLY WAY TO STOP VIRUS IS TO DO TOTAL RETCON OF COMP.

My reaction:
OMG OMG AAAAAH. AAAAAAH. *flailpanicflail*


So I called up my dad, after which he gave me advice from one of his friends (not the awesome one) THAT MADE IT WORSE.
Dad: Ok, go do the system restore thing.
Me: Are you sure??? Who told you this? Is it your friend who's well versed in all things techno?
Dad: Jangan cakap banyak. (translation: Shut up and just do what I say.)

So I did. AND MY WHOLE COMP CRASHED. IT COULD DO NADA. NOTHING. STUCK IN AN ENDLESS LOOP.

Me: *calls Dad* AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH. Your friend suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuucks.

I was close to tears at this point. Seriously. No...wait. Actually I sort of broke down which freaked out my mom because she's never seen me do that.

In the end, he asked me to bring my laptop over to the mrt station so one of his other friends could look into it.

So far, highlight of the March holiday would be getting to watch Departures with my friends. Beautiful movie. Catch it if you have a bit of time and money to spare.

I was rather shocked to find that Syafiqah was into visual kei. I wanted to go all: HUUUUUH!!?? OMG. but decided to just go with a O.o Oh. instead. Shi Lin actually pulls off cosplaying rather well! She showed me a pic of her as Kaname and she looked nice. The 'cool aura' that she always has was magnified as Kaname, lol.

Second highlight would be to finally finally be able to catch Allo Allo after a long time of not being able to.

Good moa-ning.

Imagine that phrase being said in a quasi french accent. I crack up everytime I hear the airman say that. This episode featured the entourage doing stupidly hilarious things to get Renee out of a prisoner of war camp. The one that takes the cake would have to be Gruber crossdressing as a nun "distributing religious pamphlets" to get into the camp while Helga stood beside the lamp post (with hat tilted at a jaunty angle and a gartered leg peeking out of the trenchcoat: like something out of a noir film scene)  singing to the gramaphone in an effort to distract the soldier standing guard. No...no wait. The airman guy with the french accent stuffing himself into the pipe and being lifted over comes a close second. For some reason, Herr Flick was tunneling underground with his assistant to get into the camp. And at the end, the show closed off with most of them doing the can-can.

Yes. This is an actual show. I'm not making it up.
CATCH IT ON OKTO 11.30 PM ON MONDAYS. More people need to watch the beautiful crack that is Allo Allo.

Writing this so... You know. People won't get a big shock upon visiting my LJ and the first thing they see is Captain America and Iron Man making out.

But the other reason would be to rant a bit:


WHEREFORE ART THOU CHEMISTRY? WHY DOST THOU ELUDE ME SO???

I apologise for the pidgin Shakespeare. The sentence above was what was ringing through my head after I went through the second round of drama auditions. Me and this other girl called Olivia are competing for the lead female role. I think I did pretty fantastic for all 6 scenes but when it came to the LAST PIVOTAL ONE, where the female character meets the guy that she's supposed to fall in love with...

FAIL FLAIL FAIL.

No. That's not a misspelling.

I've been sort of whining about this for quite a long period of time, so I think now I should stop and actually do something to dispell this awkwardness that exists b/w me and Isaac. (And which does not exist at all b/w him and Olivia. ;__;)

Quote from Papillon (err. The manga. Not the french book. HA.):

You have to ask for what you want. Tell the world about it. Sounds stupid, but it's actually a small step towards achieving your goal. Say it out loud and keep repeating them until it's imprinted in your subconscious. You may make enemies but you will find supporters too.


I HAVE CHEMISTRY WITH ISAAC. WE SIZZLE THE STAGE.

Of course, I won't say this out loud in class or anything. If I did, it will only freak him out and make things worse, lol.

The only reason I'm posting this is so I can freak/traumatise isa out. HAHAHAHA. And then she can give the O__o face she did the first time she heard about my current otp.



Hot whaaaaat. Sexy whaaaat. *imitates her the same way as when she was trying to convince me into the arashi fandom*

I mean... c'mon. Facial hair is sexy okay. Well... only on Tony. And Johnny Rayflo. But still... it's TONY EFFING STARK.

Did you watch the movie? Tony Stark is just all shades of awesome.

(Sorry for not believing you Nadiah! When you told me he was sexy I went all: Uh...ok.
But my perception changed after watching him on the screen.)


*DISCLAIMER
The gorgoeus pic is, obviously, not by me. It's by the wonderful PONDEROSA. You see that link at the bottom? If there's anyone out there who happens to be a shipper of the above pairing too, visit her website or LJ because there's more stuff there (of the naughtier variety too, teehee).

5 Things I Learned At College


1) Having a gay friend is a great deterrent in stopping other guys from getting too close; which can be a good thing and bad thing at the same time.
EDIT: He isn't gay. He's asexual since the only person he's hot for is himself. I'm not even going to get started on the whole devil/god thing.

2) Getting mistaken for another girl (who is being crushed on by a certain notorious student) can get you gossiped about and having ppl you don't even know coming up to you and going, "Hey, you're...?" and even when the truth comes out, you're still gossiped about anyway b/c that same notorious student has found out and has made comments about you.

3) You can be open about your sexuality (at least in my class) and instead of getting shocked/outraged comments, the class will cheer/whistle you on and you will get your tutor going, "Hey, it's perfectly ok! I like your honesty."
(It sounds like I'm talking about myself, but no, am referring to these two guys in my class. They introduced themselves together and said about how they were very close and had known each other since pri. school. At the "very close" part, one of them patted the other's bum affectionately/jokingly. We all had to give a few facts about ourselves and the one who got his bum patted said he liked looking at other guys. HAHA.

4) Inhaling helium really will make your voice go up high like nobody's business.

5) The couple dance is hilarious when the two people demonstrating it hate each other.

( BRIEF INTRODUCTORY COMMENT )

Alright, here's what I got:

LIR5: 15
(- bonus points and everything else:
12)

I got a mix of A2s AND B3s. For serious, there was nothing but those 2 grades. The As were from Eng, Combined Humans, MT and HMT. Bs were from Maths, Chem, Bio and Econs.

What can I say.... my parents were terribly disappointed. I was too, since I was hoping for a score that could at least get me to MJC. I've heard that it's not bad, my brother's tutor is currently there too and she recommended it, it's near my home.. etc. etc.

With my score, the only feasible place that I can get into would be Tampines JC. Have taken these past two days to think about and I think I'm mostly cool with it at this moment. But, of course, it's not entirely the same case with my parents. Being in the household is DEPRESSING. Everytime I walk past my parents, there will be this tragic, disappointed air around them. It was even worse before when they were giving me all those talks about how I had wasted my chances terribly, how I'll amount to nothing in the future and everything of the sort...*sigh*

I mean, yeah. I understand. I should have studied more and done better. After all, I'm the only person responsible for the sort of results I have gotten. But I'm having that fact shoved into my face every moment of the day. The only refuge I can take in right now is my books. Everything else is off-bounds at the moment. I'm only at my Laptop now cuz my parents aren't at home.

Have read Generation Dead and am reading His Majesty's Dragon at the moment.

*let keyboard mashing henceforth commence*
SDBKFDKGIIGHEZJHGkhsvGFiGBFDHOUZIYHGOIrhGOIURZ.



Less than 14 hrs till the results are released.

So here I am sitting up in bed reading Generation Dead and trying calm my frazzled nerves and will myself to sleep.

THEN SUDDENLY. A CALL. JUST AS THE CLOCK STRIKES MIDNIGHT.

You could understand why I answered the phone with a cautious, "Hello?"

GUESS WHO IT WAS? NADIAAAAAAAH.

Asked her how she was coping in London, the school, atmosphere, family...etc. etc.
And then just as suddenly, the phone line got cut off. Which made me lead to a great number of conclusions all having to do with her being kidnapped, attacked, hurt *insert other potentially distressing situations* inspired by all those horror movies where the person on the phone getting cut off implies Very Bad.

But then I realised that she'd told me she was at home right now with her nice Moroccan family, and I remembered hearing the little kids playing in the background. So I stopped panicking.

You know that present I bought for her as a birthday gift cum sending off present? WHICH I, BEING THE STUPID NINCOMPOOP THAT I AM, LEFT AT HOME ON THE DAY WE HAD TO SEND HER OFF TO THE AIRPORT. I'll be going to the postage office tomorrow to find out what the price for a small gift shipped to London would be.

This..this guy! He's going to be the next Fabio! Fer srs, he's on almost every romance novel cover conceived.

>>http://ravensanctuary.blogspot.com/<<

He's everywhere! *looks right* Everywhere! *looks left* Everywhere! *looks back* Everywhere! *looks-*

Wait. Am I echoing? Oh. I'm echoing.

Anyway, I found the link off the Smart Bitches, Trashy Books website. Just google it, it'll appear right at the top. The website's fun because it has snarky insight on a lot of romance novels, encompassing everything from historical to contemporary and on those covers you see on said romance novels (heaving bosoms, man titty, etc. etc.) Even more fun is to read the reviews of the F/D graded books.
Try this, this and cover snark.

Does anybody else's wake-up call consist of your bother barging into your room when some people are trying to get some sleep screaming in your ear while you panic thinking that something has gone horribly wrong?

And when you're actually awake enough to hear the words it's:

SOMEBODY'S GETTING MARRIED MA WANTS ME TO WAKE YOU UP SO YOU CAN SEE
THEY'RE SENDING THE BRIDE AND THERE'RE A WHOLE BUNCH OF MOTORCYCLES BEHIND AND IN FRONT OF THE CAR SENDING HER IN

And my other brother who's watched too much eyeshield:

IT'S JUST LIKE RUI'S GANG. I THINK I SPOTTED A HARLEY.

So I'm dragged outside of the house looking as horrible as person can look when she slept in the wee hours of the morning and is forcibly woken up from her beauty sleep.

Now, my mom drags me in to the kitchen from time to time so she can make comments on the people that we can see from our window. Mostly about the clothes the guys wear since my brother is going into secondary school next year and she wants to be sure that he actually develops a fashion sense.

"Is that what you call skinned jeans?"
"No ma. Skinny Jeans."

*sigh*

HELLO PPLZ I READ TWILIGHT!!!!!
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Err. Well, actually...no. I didn't. I've only been reading condensed parodied flame-y versions from other people who've read it and hated it. After seeing all the IT'S A GOOD BOOK OMG IT'S SO EFFING ROMANTIC VAMPIRES OH MY - OH MY GOD IT'S EFFING HORRIBLE THE AUTHOR SHOULD BE SHOT hoopla I actually do feel (sort of) compelled to read it. Mostly because you won't have any ammunition against the twilight fans if you don't because the most often-used defense for them is:
But you haven't read it! How would you know it sucks if you hadn't?


Because. You know. I'm awesome like that. I can sense these things. It's something developed over the years from living in a busy society like Singapore so that precious time wasted on reading literary crap can be avoided.

But moving on, I actually learnt some new things about the series. Firstly, Edward sparkles.

You know, I've been seeing this a lot. And I did laugh the first time I saw it (simply because the two words co-joined in itself is funny), but I didn't really actually think it was true. I thought that somehow, it was just a metaphor/euphemism thingy for something else, even though I didn't know at this point what this something else actually was.

But it's true. He literally sparkle SPARKLES. HE FUCKING SPARKLES IN SUNLIGHT.
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. HOOOHOOOHHOOOHOO. BWAHAHAHAHAHA. *like the way the Joker laughs but less cooler*

It's so lame and yet crack-tastically (sort of quite) fantastic at the same time.
Edward: 'Ello dah-ling. I sparkle. *with a french accent for some reason*
XXDD

It'd be pretty cool actually to get a glittery, sparkly boyfriend. You can save on electricity. And make other people jelusliekwhoa b/c my boyfriend sparkles in sunlight on acocunt of him being too pretty and yours doesn't haha!

Also, remember my love for cheesy pick-up-lines? Here's a few that are almost like the latter! Direct quotations from twilight:
(from Edward to Bella)
"Bring on the shackles- I'm your prisoner."

(conversation b/w Edward and Bella)
"Friends don't let friends drive drunk."
"Drunk?"
"You're intoxicated by my very presence."


And the thing really, really reads like a bad mary-sue fanfiction.
 Here's a few paragraphs for example:

*WARNING: Please be prepared to lose a few brain cells. Keep all drinks and food away unless you want to end up accidentally spraying it all over the screen and/or puking. I apologise for wasting the few precious seconds of your life.

"Shall I explain how you are tempting me?" he said. It was clearly a rhetorical
question. His fingers traced slowly down my spine, his breath coming more
quickly against my skin. My hands were limp on his chest, and I felt lightheaded
again. He tilted his head slowly and touched his cool lips to mine for the second
time, very carefully, parting them slightly.

And then I collapsed.

"Bella?" His voice was alarmed as he caught me and held me up.
"You… made… me… faint," I accused him dizzily.
"What am I going to do with you?" he groaned in exasperation. "Yesterday I kiss
you, and you attack me! Today you pass out on me!"
I laughed weakly, letting his arms support me while my head spun.
"So much for being good at everything," he sighed.
"That's the problem." I was still dizzy. "You're too good. Far, far too good."
"Do you feel sick?" he asked; he'd seen me like this before.
"No — that wasn't the same kind of fainting at all. I don't know what happened."
I shook my head apologeticallv, "I think I forgot to breathe."


Oh. Em. Gee.
I don't know whether to laugh or feel disgusted. Maybe a mixture of both...?
That's it for today! I learnt about sparkly vampires, added two to my cheesy-pick-up line collection and that Justin Timberlake's Bringing Sexy Back was an inspiration for Stephenie Meyer.

Also, all credits go to here and here for all the quotes and paragraphs. Go read the condensed version if you have time and need a bit of laughter. =)

I am going to get flamed by Victorian Romance Emma fans but.... here goes:

Why is nothing happening b/w Emma and Hans? ;__; *sobsob* Already 6 episodes in and nothing is happening so far.
Also... *twiddles thumbs* I think I like Hans more. *covers face from ardent w/e fans*

I can't help it! I think it's mostly b/c I didn't watch Emma from the 1st season. Rather, I just jumped straight into the 2nd season. Was relieved that this is the kind of show where you can catch up and get the hang of things pretty easily, especially since the first episode was a recap of the entire 1st season. Bad side effect from this though, is that I like William but since I only know him from 6 episodes I'm not all
OMG WILLIAM AND EMMA MUST GET TOGETHER RAAAARGHAARGH.

In fact, I am rooting for Hans/Emma but I know this is hopeless b/c it's damn obvious who Emma is going to get together with in the end. *le sigh* One of the few het pairings I support and it is DOOMED for a failed romance.

But seriously, Hans has sideburns. And looks awesome with it. What more is there to say? How many other anime characters have sideburns, seriously? Smoker? Isaac Dian?
(FFXII: Balthier, Basch, Vossler....)>> Not technically anime characters, but just felt like sticking it there.

I typed in Hans/Emma fanfiction in google and nothing came up. =______=

Also, the people at fanfiction.net are twats.

There was this one amazing fanfic, which got flamed just because it was Hakim/Emma and not William/Emma. There was this other fanfic that had the latter pairing, which I read, because it had so many reviews but I think it's over-rated. It's okay, I guess, but nothing too special.


(+ I watched a few episodes of ES21 anime. What did they do to Shin's hair?!)

Edit:
I read a bit of Basara too. Shuri is also a twat.
Why can't Sarasa see just how much manlier and better in every single aspect Ageha is?!?

Edit:
Why my Katekyo Hitman Reborn DVD rocks much more than everybody else's: