/. the FATIGUED

YAY! I finally changed the skin! This time it's the YUM-MEH boys from DIR EN GREY!!
Am currently having a strange obssesion with DEG. yay. ^^
I still love MM and A9 *glomps*

Had a fun day today. Got into a bit of trouble though.

The first bits of the day were rather boring.Since its the first day of school, its usually very..slow. Most of us...ALL, of us students were still stuck in a holiday mood. So we basically slacked the entire day. All I brought in my schoolbag were just my sketchbooks (the A4 and the tiny A5 one) and fullscap that assumably had my Holiday Math Homework. I figured out the terms and conditions for people who want to commision me to draw things for them.

I was late tho.. AS USUAL. Dad was kinda pissed that the retard teacher who called him up going," Eh, Anis was late today. Can you do something about it?" He thought it was kinda uncivilised for a teacher to be so uncouth. I just thought it was rude. Heh, that teacher was a fucktard anyway.

Anyways, after school, I went to Spotlight with Hafizah. We spent about an hour or so looking for cloths for my Alice (in Wonderland) cosplay and checking the price. Went to Burger King to eat since we were both feeling extremely dizzy and giddy. Went back to Spotlight to reaffirm my needed materials. Called Keru up for help. Still not very helpful...><>_> Wondered around Bugis Street for about an hour or so. I was oggling at teh prettie SW they had for sale. Found a fair amount of Blingbling. I think Debbie would be very happy bout that. ^^, I bought red/black stripies! I'm so pleased with myself. It cost me only $5 bucks, when the socks I bought at Taka were like friggin $10. So I indiginantly screamed," SO I STARVED MYSELF TODAY...WHY?!" Because the whole idea was for me to save my money by hardly eating during recess so that I can buy the cloths for my cosplay.

THERE'S 5 BUCKS I'LL NEVER SEE AGAIN.

Heh, five bucks is a lot to me. Hafizah brought me to the National Library there. It was effing HUGE. We nearly killed our legs climbing up the escalators that weren't working. In the end we couldn't get in because it was getting late and I was in possibly deep shit. And our bags were of "inappropriate size" and I didn't want to go through all that drama of getting our bags through and crap when I was that deadened and it was getting even later. Hafizah and I kinda rushed home. I was late, (ah, the most frequently used word in this entry..) and Grandma was still there. Dad wasn't pissed though, thank GAWD.

Hafizah : Thanks for buying me lunch. That was so sweet of you. I promise I'll repay you somehow.

Now, I've got a bit of ranting to do, but it's getting late (almost 11) and my fingers are deadened. I will of course do a draft and post it when I'm done.

Reflections...I have too much to say. I find myself much angrier now, hence listening to excessive bouts of screamo. = X I've that much anger and pent-up frustration that I don't know who to blame anymore.


Or maybe it's just me.




O.o

/. the SLOTH.

"My makeup's dying!!"

And I qoute Keru. Heh.


Went to Streetfest yesterday. Woke up late. Mum screamed at me again. I rushed myself, thinking that I was going to be late. And I was. Didn't know what to wear. My makeup took me ages and it was raining like hell.

I met Keru. ;)

Wore two swishy skirts and double corsets. Black-White strippies and my new MaryJane's. My makeup got all messed up because of the stupid rain. Went to meet my friends at Compasspoint. Went to Plaza Singapura. Bought Cars tickets,that cost me nine friggin' fifty. Wasted time in the arcade and wandered around Spotlight for a bit. We went into the theature to watch that stupid movie. I left 5 minutes into the movie, thinking that I'd be late for Keru's perfomance.

I got lost around Orchard,looking for Cineleisure. Called Debbie up and whined for help. I got there. Called Keru for the millionth time and wandered around feeling out of place somehow. But the first thing I thought was, "I'M HOME". Found him standing near the tent thing.

Met Keiku,Jen-Jen and Kiki. They were nice. Kiki was quiet though. Keiku was nice. She's pretty.^^ Jen-Jen scared me somehow. Love their outfits. Kiki was the most elaborately dressed one among all of us. Wandered around for a bit more like a retard with my shatty camera. Got a coupla piccies of people backs. Yeah, since it was my first ever event, I didn't dare to ask for anything. Felt somewhat surreal.

Bands were performing. But I couldn't hear them. I think Keru was the only vocalist for asked for the microphone to be louder. DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH.

Keru sounds distorted through my crappy 60 second recordings of his performance. We couldn't hear him well, but I think he's got potential, even though he was off in a few places. Hmm.

We went to eat at FarEast Plaza. While walking there I slipped alot. Keru grabbed my hand and I was surprised. LOL. We formed a kinda road block. GOD, we got stared at. It was fun...

Keiku and Keru make a cute couple. ^^AWWWW..... =^0^=

Bleargh. Too lazy. Go see my deviant journal. That one's more cheerful and hyper.



XDDDDDDDDDDDDD

/. the BROODING.

Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaay got my contact lenses today......I still haven't gotten used to them yet. Feel like scratching my eyes out. STILL DO AFTER 5 FRIGGIN' HOURS. Now I have a topic to rant about, and it is not how I want to scratch my eyes out.

It's about how narrow-minded and stupid most Singaporeans are today.

Nothing frustrates me more than to acknowledge the ignorance of my 'fellow' countrymen. They just go," Huh..?! You're a Goth?" and mispronounce it. It's a big surprise for people who haven't seen me in a while, but come on, they claim things like, "So, you slash yourself..? And you're into Satanism arh?"

Fucktards.

Labels are OUT OF HAND nowadays. They assume things like all Goths are into Satanism and slash themselves. IGNORANCE WILL ONE DAY BE THE BANE OF THE HUMAN RACE. I can proudly say that I am no slasher, and though I am not a devout Muslim, I do not follow other religions. I still do sit around writing whiney poetry sometimes, and even do the whole crying things, but seriously...

I am sick of their ignorance. They reject my existence, and yet claim that they know me. They deny my being, my sickness, and discriminate without thought. Narrow-minded arseholes. They think a guy wearing a skirt must be gay or a freakin' transvestite(or both). I'm done with their stupidity and resistance. I don't want to get myself pissed just because stupidity and lack of acceptance still exists despite being given the best possible education. Sheesh, Singaporeans really do suck. Well, a majority anyway. A small minority are put to shame.

Just because someone wears glasses doesn't mean they can't be a Goth. And just because a guy wears a skirt or uses make-up doesn't mean he's gay. It simply meas he looks better with make-up on. Or simply just that's he's comfortable enough with his masculinity to even dare to be unique in this manner.


But no. My fellow countrymen, you do not cease to annoy the crap out of me. Oh no, you simply find it amusing to watch me squirm.

/.the DROWNED.

" we're drowning in cliches ....so deperate to love..."



Hmm. I feel like ranting. Which is what this blog is mainly for.But I just don't know what to rant about. -_-; Well then, I'll just update on how mizerable my life has been, with it's little ups.

We're moving next Friday..So I have to pack. Unfortunately, I am still the procrastinator I was days ago. I have only two boxes done. One is filled a quater of my books..and it's already so heavy..>_<>any company for me. -_-; I'm being emo now. But, a..friend of mine would be performing. Can't wait to see him perform..he's the friggin singer! WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~! I just wanna see if he can actually sing. I got it into my head how he would sound like singing Gackt's Mizerable. Funny. But I haven't heard him sing so.....bleargh. And yeah, it would be the first time I meet the guy. He seems nice enough. Eh. Apparently, I get a high from meeting new people. I met Faith online, and she's a nice person whose got plenty of incisive views on how she perceives the world. In fact, I had dinner with her family, and they were perfectly nice to me.

Yeah, I still don't remember what I wanted to rant about. Debbie's going off to Genting for 3 days. I have my El performancce for kids thing again. -_-; Sigh....











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