Monday
Blue night sky. Stars.
Music. Taste.
Hunger. Taste. bite.
Serenity. Cold.
Fear. Shiver. Scared.
Lonely.
Stars. Night sky.
Shooting star. Wish.
Close eyes.
Happiness.
Monday, January 15, 2007
I scanned in my palm and sent a picture of it to my friend; who happened to be a pretty good fortune teller. Yes, I know I shouldn't believe in such stuff; but I couldn't help it. I was too effin' bored. And so my left palm has been sent all the way to London for a random reading.
Why my left palm? you might wonder. Just because my right isn't suitable for palm reading; because it holds and controls most of my actions and whatnot. Or as what my friend said; it clasps the sword; an instrument of death.
...How nice.
So while I wait for my palm to be analysed; I while my time away doing nothing else. Well I did reread my library books; but they bore me.
So I stoned. And that's why I didn't post. I stoned too much. I apologise for you people who have been 'patiently' waiting for my updates the past few days. GOMEN NASAAAAII!!!! *bows*
Anyway I got my palm reading back and whoooooo. I am one wierd person.
You have the oblique line for nobility; the triangle line of purity, and the parallel line of villany. That is freakishly rare and it also means that your paths in life are very flexible. You can choose whichever one you want; and there is no specific path woven for you. It is difficult for me to give an accurate description of your future (or futures) because your life at current is complicated.
I may need to meet you in real life to give you a real reading.
Oh and another thing: your palm reads mean that you have proud; innocent and evil blood in you. It is the same as when you are to mix the noblest wine with the strongest beer and the purest springwater. You will end up with something totally undrinkable. And that is why I believe you would find it hard to find a partner in your life if you stay the way you are.
My advice is to try and change; and be a much more normal person if you want to. Or; if you are perfectly happy with your life as it is now, so be it.
(personally, please stay the same old yunyun. i like you already. though it isn't love, i still like you. :) )
...
I was seriously like all aww when I read the last line in the msg. And yes, I think I shall remain the same for the time being. I'm an undrinkable brew, huh. Well no wonder.
And I'm thankful that Fizz isn't emoing anymore today. I don't know what I'll do if he keeps it up. Cos I feel so useless being around people who feel down in the dumps. I don't know what to say to cheer them up; and that makes me feel as sad as them. So I'm particularly happy today cos my friends are happy today and none of them are emo-ed. :)
~yunyun~
Monday, January 08, 2007
Sunday
Well this is shit. I don't have enough time to post anything. This is most of wad I can post.
Shazhaam.
Sunday, January 07, 2007
Thursday
Quite a lot has happened..
2 days ago I went to help dye my friend Hafiz's hair. His place was cool; though the ceiling looked a little too...low. It's scary. I don't know why. Don't bother asking why.
And then when I was on the way home I had this daydream about some lion. Wierd.
Then the next day; (which is yesterday) which is also the first day of school; I had class. Class is called Digital Media Fundamentals. DMF. Which also stands for Die, Mother-Fucker. And our lecturer's an ass. I still haven't managed to remember his name; and I hope he won't remember mine. Maybe I'll try to keep as low-profile as possible. That stooooopid lec; his chin looks like it can KILL.
After that went to accompany Yumi to cut her hair. She kept a tail; just like me^.^. Yayy Yumi.
Then today had class again. the lec with that killer chin taught us to decorate christmas trees. Even if Christmas is so last year. boring.
And then accompanied Carmen and Fifi to shave their hair. Yes shave. But it's only part of their back of the head. So it looks pretty cool.
And I invited my friends to join Lucas's game of dnd! Can't wait. I wonder what they'll think of the game. Personally; even if i suck at playing the game(in which I do), I enjoy playing it. I hope they like it as well.
And thus ends the normal entry for today. Let's now continue to the wierder section.
Black Christmas tree. Skulls and crossbones. A mistletoe.
Large piano. Twinkly fingers. Huge speakers. Pain.
Snip; snip. snip...
Thousands of petals. Bite. Eaten petals.
Water. Umi. Vast. Tears. Anger.
Running. Pain. More tears. More anger.
Punch, punch; punch. A broken arm.
Long hair. A smiling man. Immature.
No different. Still pain. Still anger.
No smile. No smile.
~end~
~yunyun~
Thursday, January 04, 2007
Tuesday
'Alright, class! Would you please name me a few carnivores??' the teacher was holding a piece of broken chalk in her hand; and grinning widely at her class in front of the blackboard.
'crocodiles!'
'tigers!!'
'T-REX!!!'
teacher scribbled whatever the little children said out onto the blackboard. she circled them and wrote 'meat-eaters' under it. 'Well, now; how about the omnivores?'
'HUMANS!!' the little children screamed the name at the same time excitedly.
the teacher once again scribbled on the blackboard. 'How about the herbivores??'
'giraffe!'
'caterpillar!'
'slugs!!'
the teacher continued scribbling all the names on the board. 'very good! now we all know the differences between all the--'
'lions.'
the teacher stopped. the children's excited chatter faded away as well. the little girl who spoke; she looked sure.
'lions eat plants. i saw one chewing on grass before.'
the teacher looked surprised. 'that's not possible, my dear. lions cant absorb grass the way REAL herbivores do. you are most definitely wrong.'
the little girl is stubborn. 'i saw one with my own eyes. munching on grass. i'm sure.'
the teacher became nonchalant. she looked at the little student and crossed her arms. 'lions are meat-eaters, so please do not confuse the rest of the class about the different classes of these animals.'
in the background; the words on the blackboard distorted and the words 'stupid', 'idiot', 'loser' and 'doesn't know anything' start to form.
the little girl knew that those words she sees are what the class thinks of her. the WHOLE class.
she feels sad. with a sniff, she pulled herself up and said, 'yes, teacher. sorry about that.'
the bad words disappeared from the blackboard and returned to the teacher's scrawny handwriting. the teacher went back to her cheery smile and went to face the board again. 'alright class! now tell me the differences---'
everything went back to normal. the student's excited chatter and the teacher's furious scribbling to catch up to the student's ideas.
everything was normal; and the little girl hated it all. she knew she was right. she herself has seen it; and she knows; not everyone would believe it, no matter how hard she tries. after all, why change basic general knowledge when you know it's wrong?even if you know it's correct? even if; even if it's a special circumstance and even if it happens once in a thousand years and nobody else but you or some lucky bastard who happened to notice...?
why the hell bother? nothing worth it is going to happen if you try anyway.
but the girl is stubborn. so she tries. and tries. and tries.
And that was the daydream I had today. It was random; and pointless. But I just HAD to type it out. =D
~yunyun~
Tuesday, January 02, 2007
Monday
hokay. so i'm giler today.
...hokaay. I drew eyeballs in my sketchbook today. eyeballs. eyeballsss.. wicked.
why? because I drew it using my left hand. It's fun; and time consuming.
How wonderful is that?
=)
P.S:
this message is for my friend tortall:
TORTALL~! WAD DO U MEAN BY THE BLUE MOSQUE?!?!?! RAWR!! I DUN GET U AT ALL!!!
Monday, January 01, 2007
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