• bad dancing shines with glitter; red lips and sepet eyes is addiction =) RieRieKSLyn {♥}

it's all about me♥

runaway~

.Tuesday, December 15, 2009 ' ♥

♥ : the thrill of words; another masterpiece produced

the thrill of words; another masterpiece produced

I think the title says all. I've got another fanfiction up. This time, I've posted it to a livejournal fiction writing community. It's a Hey! Say! JUMP Fanfiction baybeh!

It's written at www.theivorykeys.livejournal.com

Title: A Forbidden Rhapsody: Chapter 1
Chapter Title: Where Ends Begin
Author: theivorykeys
Fandom: Hey! Say! JUMP
Pairing: NakajimaYutoxOC
Genre: Romance, Fantasy, Suspense, Adventure
Rating: G (Might change later)
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot and my OC
Type: Multi-chapter
Notes: It's written in the third person POV but it is also told from the first person POV.

Summary: Elementals are all male. A strange incident on New Year's Day leads to the discovery of a strong-willed, hard-headed, orphaned and adopted female Elemental. Her Element is unique and the only one to have ever existed. Yet, the person she's destined to be with is the only person who cannot touch her. Nakajima Yuto is drawn instantly but he has no idea why. Sparks fly and one wonders if they have been destined by the stars.

Muchappreciationandlove,
Lynxoxo

creating mischief@9:14 PM

.Sunday, December 13, 2009 ' ♥

♥ : the wonders of pretty boys; infatuation re-strikes

the wonders of pretty boys; infatuation re-strikes

Jaa, boku ga "daichuki~" te iu-tara, minna mo "daichuki~" te kudasai. Ikimasu. "daichuki~"
~Keiichiro Koyama at the NewSWinterPartyDiamond Concert introductions in Osaka Dome~

I've wanted to fangirl here for sometime but I never found something good enough to grace the page of my blog. Chewah~! (to quote Pn. Rozaini)
So, to all non-fangirls, skip this post. It's nothing to you people. You'd never understand.
Once more, it's back to the fangirling of the NewS boys.
Their ranking still stands at

1st place: Masuda Takahisa a.k.a. Massu

2nd place: Shigeaki Kato a.k.a. Shige

3rd place: Tegoshi Yuya a.k.a. Tego-nya

4th place: Keiichiro Koyama a.k.a. Kei-chan

5th place: Yamashita Tomohisa a.k.a. YamaPi

6th place: Nishikido Ryo a.k.a. Ry0-chan

Yes, all Ryo fangirls. Kill me if you wish but I don't give a damn. I'm not Ryo fangirl and the only reason YamaPi is at second last place is because he's lost the appeal once the rumours of his supposed girlfriend started to fly. Actually, I don't really give a damn but he doesn't really rank higher than my top four. I used to be a huge YamaPi fan but he lost the appeal though I still squeal at him but I don't fangirl anymore.
I moved Shige from third place to second place becuause he's more adorable now than he was before. The NewS Winter Party Diamond concert proved that. And he's more lovable and more able to make me laugh and also squeal at the same time. Not to mention his genius of his Shalala Tanbarin music video.
Kei-chan remains in fourth because my sister's already staked her claim on him though I silently fangirl over him.
Tego-nyan is a recent addition to my fangirl list after my sister decided to fangirl over Tegomass and dragged me into it. Watching old Tegomass videos made me fall in love with Tego-nyan and his genuine laugh and also his sadisticness and his matureness.
Massu. Now, Massu's a whole different story. You people have heard his story before so I shan't repeat it.
I just love NewS. They're such a powerful drug.
My ever-lasting, non-toxic but highly addictive drug.
I was recently watching the NewS Winter Party Diamon concert along with it's documentary. The concert's much more interesting now though I preferred their debut concert, the Never Ending Wonderful Story concert. It's the best compared to NWPD and Pacific.

The NWPD is what triggered the sudden burst of fangirlness.

*bigsmileandgrin*

Muchloveandappreciation,

Lynxoxo

creating mischief@8:13 AM

.Friday, December 11, 2009 ' ♥

♥ : a little notice; might not be real

a little notice; might not be real

Hewwwoooo to all the little darlings who stalk my blog. I might be changing my bloglink soon reasons being:
1) Someone I don't like's stalking the blog
2) I'm bored with the bloglink
3) It's too long
4) Someone seems to find it ridiculous
5) Someone copied it in a way
6) All of the above

You choose, darlings. Let me leave it to your brains. And this time, I'll inform everyone on my bloglist since when I just tell you guys to relink with a relink page, no one does. *bigsmile* =)
Or maybe I should just private it for a moment since it's so dead.
I don't know.
I might not even change.
Well, darlings. You just gotta wait.

Muchloveandappreciation,
Lynxoxo

And for the record, I'm in love with YamaPi. Who cares if he's got a girlfriend? Staring at him is enough to make you fall in love. And the accent is shooo smexy. Okay, he doesn't have an accent. It's a slang. But I still love him.

creating mischief@12:16 AM

.Friday, December 4, 2009 ' ♥

♥ : stupidity grips my heart; is that so wrong?

stupidity grips my heart; is that so wrong?

Another emo post. Skip if you don't want to be emo or read another of my emo crap. It's the same situation as the one before. Enjoy:

I feel stuupid.
I feel used.
I feel like a joke.
I feel like a girl-in-love.
I should never have trusted you and betrayed my parents' trust and my own promise to myself.
I should never have ditched my girlfriends just to spend an hour with you if I had known that the time I spend with you was useless.
And couple rings? If you had truly wanted them, you would have gotten them anyway despite me saying that I don't wear accessories. If you had gotten them, I would have worn it no matter what.
But you didn't.
And your Facebook decides to declare that you love her and I don't seem a mention of me.
Maybe I should just forget about you and throw you away.
The same way you play with my feelings and my heart.
One day, there's going to be a post here saying that you no longer mean anything to me and that I realised I was a fool for loving and trusting you and it will say about how I laughed when I look back on those times and that you can kiss my ass goodbye and it will be filled with Taylor Swift's White Horse lyrics.
So, there.
I'm not a force to be messed with.
Don't worry. You'll get a spot in my heart when I infuse the way you treated me into the character in my book that also broke the heroine's heart the same way you did. By playing with her feelings and leading her on.
Watch out, W.
I'll always be waiting and watching. For that moment when you're at your weakest. For the moment when I will strike.
You'll be sorry you ever decided to play me because I'll get you back in ways you never imagined.

Muchappreciationandlove,
Lynxoxo

creating mischief@7:59 AM

.Tuesday, December 1, 2009 ' ♥

♥ : confessions of my fragile heart; breaking and tearing into pieces

confessions of my fragile heart; breaking and tearing into pieces

This was half-written in my dorm, Irau during my days at the ten day OYP/ACC 11 course and half-written sitting at home after looking at Facebook following an onslaught of emotions. So to all OYP/ACC 11 people who have been waiting for a confession especially A, here it is. Yet this is only the opinion on my side. What I feel and see and what I think. Enjoy another emo post:

My heart hurts. My heart hurts real badly.

At first I thought that I could forget you. At first I thought that these feelings that I had for you would disappear once I returned home. I knew I could never have you. I knew I wouldn't be able to.
I went to OB once more to push myself to the limits. To conquer the fear of heights that I couldn't conquer the last time I went. Yet, something else unexpected happened. I was chased. By a male specimen, nonetheless.
One time, you asked me if you could call me jie jie and I agreed. After all, I was always the elder sister, being a mother figure to most people.
When the being chased by the insistent male specimen got even worse, I turned to my sai lo. I turned to you for help. I relied on you to protect me as you intimidated most people and could be very protective of people when you wanted to. You were like a shield.
You held me in your arms and made me feel safe. You ignited sparks that I thought had long died with my promise to keep off males till I finish college and enter the working world.
Yet, I hid those feelings and quelled them, half-successfully though.
I still remember what I said to when we sat on the beach after I was the first female to finish the rapelling activity. When I complained to you about the insistent male and when you offered to help me out. You told me to stick to you. And I did.
I sat in your arms, between your legs and rested my head in the crook of your arm against your chest as we sat there and talked. On my part, there was nothing romantic about complaining about a guy who refuses to back down despite my many denials. Yet, butterflies floated about the base of my stomach.
The feeling was that I was safe. In your embrace.
I said: Yerr. We're sitting here like this as if we're boy-girlfriend only.
And you replied: Nolah, where got?
And we continued on talking. I didn't know what you were feeling at that time but to me, I was elated. I was floating but I was cautious. I didn't want to break the promise to myself.
I stuck to you the whole time there to fend off the male but little did I know that you would play with my heart. Toy with my feelings. Little did I know that you would hurt me.
That night, I opted to be on night watch just to stay up with you so that I wouldn't have to be on duty with him but he decided to go on at the same time as I did anyway.
Feeling rather annoyed, I stuck to you even more to get him jealous.
As we watched the campfire burn and tended to it, you told me you loved me. I asked you if you really meant it or it was just to make the male jealous and you told me you meant it.
Was that real? Did you really mean it at that time? Or was it just a ploy to test your feelings for SL? Yeah, you should be aware that she told me about what you told her.
You kissed me. Once without tongue and another with tongue. That was twice. And before you said you loved me. You took my first kiss away from me by shock.
At that moment, I told myself: Take it as your first kiss. Someone who cared about you gave it to you.
But did you really care about me or was it just a test to yourself to prove that you could love someone else?
Right now, I do not take that as a first kiss or take the subsequents kisses that followed as real kisses because real kisses matter to my heart and are done with feeling. Yes, I did feel. A lot but at the moment, there is no longer love in it and my first kiss was done in shock. They do not count.
Just so you know, you kissed me six times plus the ones at the second campsite during the second expedition.
At Pangkor, I began to fall for you after I saw how much you cared but now, I'm wondering. Did you really at all care or was it to make SL jealous?
After all, you trusted her more than you trusted me. Enough to tell her about your past and your parents and entrust her with the necklace that your grandmother gave to you six years ago. You didn't find enough to trust me with these things yet you kissed me like I was your life. Was I just an object of your lust?
You should know that I was enough in love with you. Enough that I hurt when you pushed me away.
You didn't give me an explaination. Nor did you tell me that you didn't want me anymore. You just closed me off. Did I really mean nothing to you after you kissed me and told me that you meant it when you said I love you?
That happened a few days after we left Pangkor and before we left for jungle trekking.
A hated that we were getting too touchy-feeling and all over each other. All the rest of the girls agreed. SL offered to tell you to stop as she was close to you. Under pressure to stop getting all touchyandfeely, I hid my feelings and said that I didn't love you and used you as protection.
I forced myself to believe that and when you pushed me away after SL told you, I realised that I had made a giant mistake. I not only hurt you. I hurt myself in the process.
Yet, you seemed unfazed and continued to care for me minus the touching and getting close.
I remember the time when your dorm didn't get up and I had to go and call you. You held me close in front of the dorm when you guys woke up and said that you didn't wear underwear when you slept.
I was happy for a moment. I thought that everything was normal between us.
The hurt began when I couldn't stand your temper.
You hurt me once before the shut down occured by yelling at me that I refused to do any work when you asked me to accompany you and someone else (I can't remember who) to replace the gallon bottles in the storeroom.
You yelled at me because I didn't move when you asked me to and misinterpreted that I didn't move by reluctance. In truth, I was listening to something that someone was saying. But you didn't stay for an explaination. You just snatched the gallon bottle out of my hands and gave me a cold stare.
When we went back to the dorm, SL told me that you told her to tell me that you were sorry for losing your temper and yelling at me.
I instantly apologized saying that I understood that your temper was something you couldn't control and that you could lose it easily.
When you lost your temper once more on a following day, after telling me to shut up and I wouldn't, that was when I got really angry at you and refused to speak to you. At that moment, you had not only made me angry, you had hurt me.
That was when you shut me off and refused to speak to me.
That day after dinner, I cried. I cried for the first time in so many months.
I apologized to you the next morning when we were preparing for jungle trekking and you refused to accept the apology. Instead, you told me to get away and not go close to you. At that moment, an onslaught of emotions hit me.
I was angry and furious and frustrated and shocked all at the same time but the emotion that was the most apparent on the inside yet hidden on the outside was sadness.
Each time you apologized to me, I accepted but when I apologized, you refused to.
I had shoved aside my giant ego to apologize to you for something that I deemed as not my fault yet I had gotten THAT as a response was a real blow not only to my ego but my heart.
I might seem like someone real strong and ganas on the outside but if you really knew me, I have the most fragile and soft heart that you could ever find. I cry at the smallest of things. And I cry when people cry. I hurt when people hurt and I care deeply for those around me even if I hate you.
I cannot stand to see people hurt or people in trouble. I get conned easily as I'm extremely guillible and when I hurt on the inside, I will hurt for a very long time. I cannot stand when people insult me even though it seems as though I'm able to. I have taught myself to be strong against all these things but I never taught myself to be strong against the matters of love.
In that situtation, I leave my heart vunerable as my experience is close to zero.
I know that at this age, I shouldn't be bothered about the matters of the heart but I can't help it if someone becomes nice to me and makes me fall in love with them. I can steel my heart against all things except for this. I am female after all and also human.
When we were camping at the lake, once more, you were nice to me.
You held me when I shivered and was civil to me during the de-briefing session. You listened to me when I insisted that you get into the girls' tent when it started to rain along with P, of course. That was when you decided to kiss me for the fifth time. And play with my heart once more.
I slept in your arms and once more, I felt safe.
The next day. You ignored me. You didn't even look at me as if I was a piece of scum. As if I wasn't worth speaking to or even worth looking at.
It made me wonder. Was the night before just to hurt me? Or just to satisfy a lust that you couldn't satisfy with SL?
I couldn't tell the difference.
After that, all you cared about was her. You didn't speak to me. You didn't look at me.
All you did was give me glances whenever you held her hand or spoke to her. Most of the time, you were looking at me like that.
Was it to see if I was jealous? Was it to hurt me?
If you answered yes to both, well, you are right. I was so badly hurt that I was angry and pissed most of the time.
I don't show hurt or pain as it makes me too vunerable and it will make it easier for people to bully me. I taught myself to change it into anger and naturally, that was what happened but I didn't stay angry at SL as I knew that it wasn't her fault.
I was mad at myself and also at you.
I immersed myself in the people surrounding me to get my brain off you. And half the time, it works until I look at you and see you all over SL.
You want to know? SL and I had a long talk about you. Wouldn't you wish you knew what we were talking about. Why don't you ask her yourself? After all, you trust her so much. If I told you, you would probably tell me to shut the fuck up and get lost. So, there you go.
If you would like to know, she notices that for the past few days, I've been half angry and upset. And she's told you to apologize to me. To speak to me. And what did you tell her? You said: It's too late. I've made a big mistake and blahblahblah.
How would you know if you've never tried?
Right now, looking at your Facebook made me cry.
I guess you were in love with her from the very start. I was just someone to play with. To convince yourself that you don't love her? I was just a replacement. I'm always the replacement. When will I ever be the real thing?
You have no idea how much trust and love I had put into you. You didn't see that I cared deeply for you.
I made the big mistake of denying you when my heart told me not to because I wanted to please and make those who disapproved of what we did happy.
That's part of my attitude, I guess. I'd do anything to please someone without caring for myself first nor weighing the consequences.
You call her dear whereas I was always babe.
You probably deserve her more than you deserve me. After all, she was first a friend before you decided to court her. She knows more about you than I do. I know nothing. After all, you courted me before you befriended me or gave me any of your trust.
I know I shouldn't feel this way. I know that I should put all of this in the past. But I still can't help but hope for an explaination and a chance for you to know my side of the story. To let you know how much you actually meant to me. And also to hear the truth from your mouth no matter how much I know it will hurt me.
Your sweet, loving words on your Facebook and her pictures splashed all over it was a blow to me. It proves that I never meant anything to you.
The moment I fell in love with you was the moment you pushed me away. I still remember the shot of pain and hatred when I see you with her. I hope you know the damage that you did to me.

Muchloveandappreciation,
Lynxoxo

Koe wo kikasete/Let me hear your voice

creating mischief@11:46 PM

.Saturday, November 21, 2009 ' ♥

♥ : adrenaline rushing through my veins; another sleepless night

adrenaline rushing through my veins; another sleepless night

I won't be able to sleep again tonight. It would be the cause of too much adrenaline racing through my bloodstream at the excitement and nervousness of returning to the Outward Bound School of Malaysia, Lumut for my second year there.
Yet, I'm wondering. If I don't sleep enough tonight, how am I going to be awake Monday morning at six a.m. for morning exercise when my body has already begun adjusting to waking up at a much later hour.
Already, as I type this, I'm yawning like I haven't slept in days and my body is crying out to be put to sleep but my brain wouldn't allow me to. The last time I went, I only slept for four hours being so excited.
But I'm afraid that when I go there, I won't be able to do the activities again just like I did the last time. I clamped up with fear and refused to do it. (Well, most of us girls did anyway) I was angry at myself that time for not doing it but even if I had forced myself to do it, my body wouldn't have co-operated and I would have had a nervous breakdown and I would have thrown up.
Yet, I'm excited to be mixing with participants from other countries. I'm not sure which country we'll be mixing with this year or if we're going to be mixing with a bunch of them. They're mostly from Singapore and Brunei, I guess.
What I find the scariest is how I'm going to survive ten days without my fangirling-ness. If there was a participant who was as crazy over JE idols as I was, I doubt I'd be so bored but if there wasn't and there was only Korean crazy girls, I might just be deprived of my fangirling.

SM!
I hope you're happy to hear that I won't be fangirling but you won't be around to experience it. =P

Ten days. Ten days till I return to my iPod and fandom. Until then, I'll just have to be content with dreams of them. For my PMR present, I don't care, I'm buying JShop Pictures.

Muchappreciationandlove,
Lynxoxo

creating mischief@3:00 AM

.Friday, November 20, 2009 ' ♥

♥ : counting down the days till the time for my muscles to burn

counting down the days till the time for my muscles to burn

Sayonara nante/owari de nante

I'm contemplating changing my blogskin again. I think I shall. All I need to do now is look for the correct one.
It's been ages since I've updated the blog. I shall begin now. I don't know if this is going to be a long post or not. I'm just going to type what I feel like typing and it's going to be in no specific order. It's just going to be random.

So, the other day, we went to school when we were not supposed to. And ended up much like in quarantine instead we hid out in the counselling room. O.o Courtesy of Mdm. Yong.
And then, E, SL and I decide to head over to SM's place because well, we've got no transport home from school. muahaha.
And then! Ta-da! We decide to play basketball...IN THE RAIN!
Well, it was their idea anyway. And it wasn't much of basketball since I doubt we were that good at it and I was patung-ing in the middle of the HALF COURT.
And since we were playing, we made loads of the most famous thing we are famous for: NOISE!
And there was this stalker like dude who kept staring at us. I'm very sure even with my water drenched glasses that it was a white dude.
Since SM's grandmother had a thing about us playing in the rain, we went to the gym to try to dry off. And it worked and while we were at it, we tried to cover up our drenched clothing by pretending that it was sweat.
(We played with the treadmill since that was the only thing we understood how to use)
Then, we went back to SM's place and into her room.
And her room had an awesome view of the pool so while I stood by the open window and daydreamed, the others decided to attack SM's violins and multiple bows.
And yes, I opened the window since the air outside was like an airconditioner and I enjoyed it.
Till, these few dudes from God-knows-where decides to look up and spots a female and as guys go when they see a female, they decide to disturb them.
I was pelted with 'how are you?' from this one okay looking dude. He wasn't exactly pretty but it wasn't difficult to look at him. And so, I didn't reply. Merely smiled but I doubt they caught the smile.
This guy, he didn't back down. And after a few attempts of 'how are you?', he shut up and left me alone since I time to time went back in the room and join in the violin conversation.
When I returned time to time, he and his buddies were like busy conferring among themselves how to get me to respond.
I might not understand a goddamned thing they're trying to say but I understand body language.
And then, he decides to do and do the most disgusting thing ever. He licks at me. He sticks his tongue out and makes a licking motion. Gross!
Followed by a 'Ni hao mah?'
I was so disgusted and kind of shocked that I replied: Wo bu hao.
And then they were all like muttering but I didn't stay to wait for a response. I went back in.
End of story.

I've seriously no idea what else to say. My blog is dead.
Expect next a book review and a summary of my camp.
(Don't be too hopeful on the camp summary. I might be too lazy to bother)

Muchloveandappreciation,
Lynxoxo

creating mischief@5:22 AM

.Thursday, November 12, 2009 ' ♥

♥ : birthday wishes five

birthday wishes five

It's difficult to choose since he's got so many pretty pictures. I'm going to put like a whole bunch here

It's frustrating that there aren't pictures with his new hair but he's still beautiful.

Happy Birthday
Tegoshi Yuya-kun of NewS

Watch over Massu as he has watched over you, continue to be your childish self despite having grown a year older, be sexy yet adorable, continue smiling as genuinely as possible, spread member ai, be as perverted as a dirty old man and never forget us fans.
You'd probably never read this either now or later but I feel a little better wishing you a happy birthday.
I still wish there was one of you with your permed hair but these four will have to do.
Happy 22nd on the 11th of November 2009

Lynxoxo

creating mischief@5:11 AM

.Wednesday, November 4, 2009 ' ♥

♥ : before I forget...

before I forget...

Here's the video to the dance that I so failed.

I am not proud of it as we had *insertname* come and polish up the moves. Okay, I invited the polishing part since we didn't have a mirror to actually correct ourselves to make it perfect.
All went well till she decided that some of the moves weren't very much what she liked. She found them messy, not prominent etc. And so she went on to change them.
I being a loyal HSJ fan didn't like the change of the steps as this was supposed to be a dance cover.
She only stopped changing the steps after I told her to back off.
I welcomed the polishing and all but changing the steps because she found them not prominent, messy etc. made me rather upset and moody.
She was more of a professional dancer who did ballroom and she tried to make our stepping more prominent by making us do some salsa thing that I absolutely detested.
Minor changes could be tolerated but doing that made me really mad as that really ran from the HSJ dance. After that, I told her in a nice way to back off.
Well, my partner, Lydia is a professional dancer too so she just went along with *insertname*
That totally took the fun out of performing and I wasn't very laughy and energetic when it came to the performance time.
Don't get me wrong. I'm not a spoilt brat who wants everything to go her way. I just wanted for once to do a proper dance cover without any changes to the dance moves and have fun.
I wasn't having much fun when it came to dancing. You can tell by my expression. My downcast eyes.

On the topic, *insertname* also helped E with her singing.
E was singing fine before she came along and threw the pressure on her.
Everything went downhill for E then. I didn't here her sing but she cried after the performance.
I don't blame *insertname* but I would like to point out the fact that *insertinitial* who sang for a club's installation was off-tune and *insertname* who provided music for her on the guitar didn't bother telling her.
So why put so much pressure on E for her very good singing.
I think her good singing was proven today and without anyone interfering and telling her that she should sing louder or articulate her words.

Muchloveandappreciation,
Lynxoxo

creating mischief@5:48 AM

.Monday, November 2, 2009 ' ♥

♥ : birthday wishes four

birthday wishes four

I haven't wished anyone/JE member Happy Birthday in ages so now, I shall begin with Nishikido Ryo-kun of NewS

Happy Birthday
Nishikido Ryo-kun of NewS

*I posted this a day early so I won't forget to*
Be nice to the rest of NewS, watch over YamaPi for us fans, spread the member ai, continue to be spiteful despite being extremely nice, maintain the sexy, husky voice, sing rock music that I will never learn to appreciate and never forget us fans.
You'd never read this whether now or later but it makes me feel a little happier to wish you Happy Birthday.
You look like Tackey in one of the above pictures but that's probably what's so beautiful about you.
I'll never be in love with you but I will continue to squeal over you in certain moments.
Happy 25th on the 3rd of November 2009

Lynxoxo

creating mischief@6:13 AM

.Friday, October 23, 2009 ' ♥

♥ : as promised

as promised

Piccys (with labels)

The guard who managed to keep a straight face and his pweety horse

Picture of the day. In front of the palace gates.
(LtoR): Dhiviah, Elisa, Sue Lynn, Shern Lyn, Shu Han, Eva, Sweet Mae

Shu Han insisted on taking this so to make it fair, we used everyone's cameras.
(LtoR): Sue Lynn, Shern Lyn, Elisa, Dhiviah

The mural on the outside of the museum depicting our country's history

Supposedly a replica of Kota A Famosa
(LtoR): Sue Lynn, Shern Lyn, Dhiviah, Sweet Mae

At the Orchid Garden on wedding stairs.
Sue Lynn, Shern Lyn

That's part of Shu Han's head.

Pay back. Elisa in action flicking her hair.

Macro shots with the Sony Cybershot:

P.S. I didn't put in the stairs shots as I forgot to rotate them.

Muchloveandappreciation,
Lynxoxo

creating mischief@4:31 AM

.Thursday, October 22, 2009 ' ♥

♥ : swirls, twirls and whirls?

swirls, twirls and whirls?

I'm contemplating on putting pictures here or the next post. Ah, put it in the next.

Today's little field trip was to the Royal Palace, the National Musuem and the Bird Park.

I'll keep the post short :P

Royal Palace:

The most arrogant tourguide in the history of tourguides explained about the palace and about how to tell whether the king's in, out or dead.

Frankly, I feel that Pn. Betty was a better tourguide.

I hated the tourguide the moment he said: You're very lucky to get a tourguide for a school bus when he began speaking the moment we left school.

I've always gone on school trips with a tourguide and he didn't need to brag like that.

Anyway, once we get to the piccy moments, we managed to bog down SheauSwan with five cameras. One guard was like real straight faced while the other was trying his best not to laugh and you could tell that he was holding it in. Reason being, his horse was constantly trying to lick Cik Nadiah and she was squealing each time the horse turned it's head.

In my opinion, our best pictures were from this spot. Why? You can't ask me.

Moment of the place:

As we were about to disband and rejoin our group, this Japanese middle-aged dude with misai and a fisherman's hat asked us in the Japanese-accented English: Can you take-a a pik-u-char wiz me?

So, we were also pretty shock and dumbstrucked that we were agreeing with exclaimations of 'Yes'.

My guess was that he saw that we were school girls and that we were muhibbah (while mistaking that SweetMae was a Malay for she was wearing baju kurung)

National Museum:

This place was a flop. No, not the place.

We were given only an hour to be here and this being a musuem, you can't possibly spend an hour in a museum, can you?

Yet, we rushed through the exhibitions.

Gallery A: The Pre-Historic Era

Gallery B: Kerajaan-kerajaan Melayu

Gallery C: The Colonial Era

Gallery D: Malaysia Today

Gallery A:

We rushed through looking at bones of homosapiens and fragments of artifacts.

Lighting was dimmed to preserve better the exhibits and photography was prohibited yet it was still done.

Didn't they know that exposure to light will spoil the artifacts?

I guess that even A1's are that stuuupid not to know.

There wasn't much to connect with our history book though.

Gallery B:

This one was more interesting, connecting with the history textbook but still we didn't get much time to explore and rushed through it.

I know I didn't like this place for it was rather boring so, no report.

Gallery C:

My favourite gallery as it consisted of the English occupation, the Portuguese occupation and a little of the Japanese occupation though they didn't say anything of the Japanese occupation.

The Japanese occupation was the least followed by the Portuguese while the English had the most information most likely because they were here the longest?

Gallery D:

I'd rather not post about it since there wasn't anything much.

Moment of the place:

When we camhored at the staircase and took a whole age to wait for people to pass and I apologized a million times to Priscilla who was helping us take it.

Bird Park:

This was a scam. We didn't even venture a foot into the Bird Park.

Instead, we went to the Orchid and Hibiscus Park which was like barely filled with orchids or hibiscus. (That was an exaggeration though it really wasn't that filled)

Here's where I discovered that my camera's macro shots were extremely beyootiful.

Moment of the place:

The discovery of my camera's macro function and the awesome-ness of it.

That's about it.

Moment of the day:

Royal Palace: Japanese dude and request.

Picture of the day:

Muchappreciationandlove,

Lynxoxo

creating mischief@8:18 AM

.Tuesday, October 20, 2009 ' ♥

♥ : fantasy of the day

Fantasy of the day:

Sitting in an onsen with the most beautiful, pig-headed, silky-haired boy on the earth and five other equally beautiful boys. Onsen = hot spring bath ^^

creating mischief@4:06 AM

.Sunday, October 18, 2009 ' ♥

♥ : of sleepy eyes and the dropping pen

of sleepy eyes and the dropping pen

He doesn't realise when I flirt and it hurts that he chose her

The five-day break has started to get to my brain. There's nothing to do except watch the telly, use the computer, read, eat and all the other daily necessities. It's like really lifeless.
At least during the year end break, I have camp and I go for all kinds of activites, especially swimming training but now, I'm just sitting at home and getting fat as well as screaming at my dog to get down the stairs.
At the moment, although I would love to continue writing my novel, I'm forced to divide my time between writing the novel and completing the Hey! Say! JUMP fanfiction which I'm entering for a competition.
Oh, wish me luck.
I'm procrastinating. I need to complete my Xiaolin Showdown fanfiction that my fans are begging me to complete but although it sounds cliched, I'm suffering from writer's block and also, my interests have strayed from that direction already.
I'm no longer very into writing Xiaolin Showdown fanfictions or fanfictions of other animes/shows/books any longer. It's tough, ne.
But, I have to do it. Just to please loads of people and get it off my conscience.
So, explains the sleepy eyes and dropping pen.
My writing's not going very well and if I want to succeed, I have to force myself to throw myself into work and never come out.
Well, the computer and the telly aren't much of help. The computer calls my name while the telly just sits there.
I should be able to write since I don't have much to read at the moment.

My writer's block is so strong that I can't even find something sensible to blog about.

At the moment, I've fallen in love with Super Junior but not as hard as I've fallen for NewS.
Funny thing, while I'm a SuJu fan, my sister has turned to DBSK.
And we took an oath to never stray from the love of the Japanese boys.
Oh well, all things pretty cannot be resisted.

I should start getting back to drawing since it gives me another form of expression though my drawing only limits to drawing clothing.
I'm not good with body features nor facial features.
While trying to draw anime, it will look like a cartoon.
So officially, I've stopped my anime drawings and turned to my writing and designing my JE-styled line that I hope to cater to Johnny'sEntertainment's needs.
It would be a dream to design clothes specially for Hey! Say! JUMP or even NewS.

And for the SEWO party.
Yes. Now that's another thing. Originally, I would have danced on my own but now I'm dancing with Lydia so I have to be fair to her and let her choose the other song. I've settled on Your Seed by Hey! Say! JUMP, Naichau Kamo by Morning Musume and It's You by Super Junior.
All have excellent dance moves. While Naichau Kamo has real feminine moves and It's You have the pop-melody dance, Your Seed has kungfu like moves.
I've been wanting to perform Your Seed for ages though so that's the top of my list.
I can't wait to perform though. I've missed the stage.
I haven't performed ever since I graduated from Standard 6.
Unless you count the stuuupid prefect singing nonsense. Gah. Those were terrible moments.
And also cheerleading which wasn't a very nice performing experience since our team was ruined due to that WOMAN.
Even though you're supposed to enjoy cheerleading, having seniors interfere and direct you with your captain yelling at you for being terrible when she hasn't taught us properly turned the cheer experience into a terrible one.
Not to mention, our cheer costume was like crap.
Gah.
Lycra. Who thought of such an idea?
It was like see-through and filmy and thin.
The worst part was our captain.
=P

Muchloveandappreciation,
Lynxoxo

I don't want a boyfriend but I want him to notice me as more than the girl whose friend he likes

creating mischief@3:38 AM

.Thursday, October 15, 2009 ' ♥

♥ : because you had my heart in handcuffs the moment I met you

because you had my heart in handcuffs the moment I met you

A woman's heart is an eternal puzzle yet you've just unlocked mine

Circumstances have called for me to do another post on them.
Contrary to popular belief, I never fell in love with NewS the first time I saw them. At that moment, I was actually more in love with Hey! Say! JUMP so I didn't really care for NewS while my sister fell in love with them because of Koyama Keiichiro.
NewS when I decided to pick up where I had left off with watching their Summertime video.
As my NewS knowledge went, I was only aware that Yamashita Tomohisa a.k.a. YamaPi existed as I was a giant fan of Nobuta wo Produce because of Kamenashi Kazuya which prompted me to watch the drama which introduced me to YamaPi.
So, you could say that the first member of NewS that I fell in love with was YamaPi but at that moment, I was only amazed by the way he managed to carry off the character of Akira eventhough he really doesn't act like that in real life. And his signature 'Kon-kon'.

So, eventhough I saw YamaPi first and had admiration for him.

My first NewS love is the one and only Masuda Takahisa.

Yes and for what reason I fell in love with him? His voice. Even when I decided to pick NewS up again, I didn't really just drop head-over-heels for them.
It took me some time to fall in love with them. It was a if they were best friends turned boyfriend. It was friendly, normal relationship and like how you fall in love with your best friends, I just did. I don't know how but I just did.
I know that I only fell in love with Massu-chan when I watched the Never Ending Wonderful Concert on YouTube and that was after I watched the Pacific Concert. The Never Ending Wonderful Concert comes first so I never really actually liked him then.
And I've got the most ridiculous reason as to why I'm in love with him. Firstly, I fell in love with his voice.
I hated Massu-chan at first, can you believe that?
I hated him for he sang in a high-pitched tone that I didn't like but when he spoke, it was so extremely deep that I fell instantly.
If a guy ever needs to impress me, his voice has to do it. It has to be deep and husky. (Yuu-chan's voice is on the way to being deep plus it's already husky)
His second point is his hair. I love his hair then I love his hair now. In fact, I love it even more now compared to then though I did rant and get upset when he cut it for Rescue.
His hair now makes him look absolutely mature whereas previously, he looked like a little kid which is also awesome but I prefer it now.
And, gawsh. Have you seen him shirtless? That freeking body of his is so perfect that I have nightmares about it. It's so toned with washboard abs and six-pecs. Gaaah!
He's the only one who's not skinny in NewS but no, as I mentioned, this is not the reason I fell in love with him.
I also enjoy his bluntness and his blurrness which makes me love him so much.
And for so many other reasons that my heart has yet to uncover

Also, I'm in love with everyone in NewS but Nishikido Ryo. Reason being I just don't feel anything for him eventhough he is exceptionally beautiful and real cute. Yeah. I really have no feelings for Ryo.

Previously, I used to not like Tegoshi Yuya either but right now, I'm also head-over-heels in love with that perverted prince. Gah.
He's so pervy that it's hawt but so beautifully genuine at the same time.
His laugh is so genuine that my heart thumps faster whenever he does so. And when his smile is so sweet and innocent yet filled with promises of something more.

Not to mention the amount of the most adorable spread of moles ever.

I know, I sound weird but well, that's what happens.

I'm also pretty much in love with Shige and double K but I can't say anything about double K for my sister is head over heels in love with him and I don't want her to know that I'm in love with him.

I'm too lazy to blog about Shige so yeah.

Tegomass. My new love.

Muchappreciationandlove,
Lynxoxo

creating mischief@6:59 AM