This is L

Somebody was saying that my blog sounds sad. Perhaps, that's cause too many incidents which are pissing me off is happening too often recently. So, let us get into some "happier stuffs".

Back to main story:

This is L.



This is L from the Death Note anime.



This is L from the Death Note live action movie.



This is a cute L.



This is a really cute L figurine.



This is L as a figurine trying to pose as a bear in a cute mascot costume.


























This is someone trying to pose as L.



Not cute.

This guy really needs some sleep.

Some Band Competition

A while ago, I was busy, really busy with:



And, yeah, let's just say we were gonna make it big soon, real soon.

Until Guy A and Guy B had a rather big tiff-off over some triangle love equation. Then one of them threatened to leave the band. It made things bad, real bad. We spent quite some time pacifying things between them.

At the same time, I felt that going solo wasn't that bad afterall. I mean, when you're in a band, it is teamwork that counts. None of us could afford any "disappearing act" of any single team members when a competition draws near. Worst off, it wasn't just any typical disappearing act, it was those which came attached with personal feud.

The problem is, however, solved.

But there comes another new news:



What the fcuk? Nobody told us that when we submitted our application! Eventually, we were forced to withdraw from the competition.

This left me a very unhappy dude, very.

They wasn't even doing the job that they should have done which is to scrutinize every single sheet of application form before they even pass the O.K sign.

What the fcuk?

Those of you who know me would have been able to easily identify who's the root of this problem within our band. Let's just say that the root of the problem isn't feeling very good now. The root of the problem is very reprehensive, culpable, guilty.

I need some rest...

Summary of the week

I realized I have been blogging almost everday these days. Nevermind, let's recap, what had happened this week:

There was this 2* year old Chloe that is always being poked fun by some two dudes from my class. And the issue? It's the women's secret.

That was also a Far Mount who "...look like the innocent flower,
but be(is) the serpent under't(William Shakespeare, 1603, p.1.5.75)..."

Then, this teacher who is driving me crazy with citations.

An Eugene Tan Jen Hao who is trying to pick up various language, all at the same time by learning from his bloody irritating language-teaching software, while we are doing projects thus, never failing to drive the hell outta me.

Some other various miscellaneous acts which fed me up.

One heart broken dude whom manage to fall in love within one short week. Then, fall out of love within the following week.

This Kenneth who made me swear to not turn up for any future dates with him.

One such Andy whom made me drink orange juice till I puked. Good game though. Thanks for being there.

The poor patient who lost control...

A Doreen Low whom we poked fun at due to her scandalous relationship with Eugene... and introduing me to Peng Yu Yan(not literally)!

The very frequent random shock of encountering random pestiferous ex-classmates in random locations.

Feat of dealing with newly-discovered insights on myself.

Assignments and deadlines which could be stacked up to a mountain.

Most hated event of all - the examinations which is piling up on my piggy. =(

Perhaps Love?

I think I'm in love... again...?

No, it couldn't be and I mustn't let him be.

He's Mr Wrong.

Close up my eyes and the feelings will be gone.

That's for the least I could wish.

Please stop looking into his eyes again.

I wouldn't know what I should do.

I wouldn't know what I will do.

Don't wanna leave your gaze, don't wanna be with you.

Don't wanna let you go, don't wanna be the other girl.

That is what I stand for

Somebody was suggesting that I was over-reacting over certain issue happening on a particular day... It may seem so to you, but definitely not to me.

I think the mistake which I can identify I've made so far, was that I shoudn't have blogged too much on my personal thoughts out of a moment of anger. I could have pondered on my views before I even started blabbering them out on the internet. I should have accepted the fact that to be human is to err. And there is, unfortunately, no perfection in humanity. I must, must and must learn to be more forgiving.

It's always easier said than done.

When you had led a life like mine, you'll understand how disturbing it is to witness this vicious cycle of injustice going on. Thus, to others, I seem to blow up at times unexpectedly and unreasonably. I can't blame them for their perspective of me, they ain't me, they know no good of me. It's universally understandable and unchageable fact.

However, humans should all learn to behave and act upon what they believe in. If you think something is not right or very wrong, you don't play Simon Says and follow the masses. You should stand up and fight for you beliefs, what you hold dear to. Why would you allow someone to act on what you're against? Shouldn't you be defending what your faith lies in?

Still, I could blame humans no more. Not every being is brave enough to stand up against the majority and voice out their own opposing opinions.

So, I want you all to know; I'm one who dare advocate to others what I believe in. Even if it ultimately fails to convince my audience or trammels up dire consequences which I've to face. For the least I can do in my life is to follow what I think and know is the way to go and should go.

Have you been following your heart today?

p.s Kenneth, I'm so not going to any damn clubbing event with you ever again.

p.s.s Andy, let's hit the pub this weekend. No alcohol, orange juice please.

Things have their ways...

Just an hour or so ago, two person who shouldn't be sorry, confessed that they were sorry. I'm sorry to hear that they are sorry.

Good grief. Though the anger hasn't been fully appeased, yet the involvement in such heart-warming frankness is enough is bring me joy. I'm glad that candid people are still alive these days. I thought they were all dead.

It's a great gift from [insert your respective God's name(if you are atheist or free thinker, replace it with "myself")] that anybody could be candid to you. Our world had been infested with too much hypocrisy that genuine confessions could be harder to get than white truffles.



White truffles. A delicay which one could spend almost a lifetime searching for. Extremely rare.

Oh wait, what the heck. Another dude coming for apology. Ho. I'm at peace. Okay, I ain't gonna blog anymore. Don't wanna risk the exposure of my private life to blogging. All I can say is: I'm glad almost everybody's at peace, frank and forgiving.

Moral of the story: Honesty is the best policy(cheesy, but true).

School Starts Again

!@#$%^&*

Here and today, school started again. I'm feeling as depressed as ever. Though I don't seem to appear to be in school, but I'm certainly affected by it. I'm even going to the length of putting up a false front to entertain myself.

Great job.

Nuff of the rantings, I think I will move on to... more rantings.

Remember my previous rants on the project we had to complete during the Holidays? Yeah, that one. It was a newsletter.

Initially, we were required to do four pages. Instead, what done was a forty pages article which sums up to a monthly magazine. Dearly as it could be, we were indeed, as expected, been given a warning by our Ma'am to get rid of the lengthy length and follow the instructions as instructed.

Yes, we were careless on our part to have not read the instructions. Yet, flexibility could be exercised in such situations and allow us to submit our hardwork. But as you can see, I live in a nation where such enthusiasm wasn't appreciated. Everbody is expected to just follow the law.

Talking about fostering creativity within students.

Screw the grimness and the system, literally.