30 July 2011

*Squeal*

I actually have comments. I woulda thought that people would be too intimidated or weirded-out by me to try and comment. So they're anons. But. Comments.

Comments feed my soul.

Despite the fact that I have no soul (so far, my quiz results all say I have a black soul... normally reserved for dead people) and my heart is like... heartless?

The comments go straight to my ego.

And my ego is inflating.

Arigatou, danke, 谢谢, terima kasih, thank you.....

I now have a bigger ego than ever before.

Btw getting a lot of friend requests on fb these days. Every time I check (a few hours?), there's two or three. Is it because I have a rather famous cosplayer as a good friend or because I look so cute in my dp (I look cute and I will continue being delusional no matter what you say) or because I have a lot of anime fb friends? Like, you know, those with anime names and pictures and info taken off wiki.

Or because I linked my tumblr with fb and now my wall is spammed with yaoi and yummy things?

Oh you with your dirty minds. I meant food. Not that.

26 July 2011

DL LINK Choucho

Nico singer, Asamakku family :)
http://ofurotaimu.dreamwidth.org/25820.html


Hajimete no Koi ga Owaru Toki
Originally by Miku




Ame wo Tsureyuku
Originally by Len




Magnet
Originally by Luka and Miku




Just be Friends
Originally by Luka




Last Night, Good Night
Originally by Miku




Black Rock Shooter
Originally by Miku




BPM
Originally by Miku



Just a few of her songs :) I pretty much have all her songs, hehe, but not all of them are on youtube (I think, I didn't get them off youtube) and also, I'm lazy.

The folder.

Oh, and I know she has albums. I'm too lazy to go find it all, so I suppose you'll have to look by yourself. Ohohoho.

Kiwis~~~

I don't want to talk about my cca.

I keep eating kiwis lately. Like, three. Per day. And my mother keeps buying them, which I suppose is good.

But the kiwis have this... idk what to call it... fur thing. ITCHY ITCHY EVERYWHERE OMG.

Tell me, do they cross-breed kiwis with pears to get golden kiwis? Because my geog teacher said so. Gonna ask google now.

Lulz.

And I think the acidity level of kiwis is too high for my mouth. Feels like the kiwi juice just killed off all my taste buds.

25 July 2011

I WRITE LIKE

http://iwl.me/

I completely forgot if I've posted this before, but I write like Oscar Wilde. I analyzed almost all of my fanfiction and fiction and everything. First I had some... idk someone famous but I forgot the name... then J.K.Rowling then Oscar Wilde. He showed up the most. Like, almost every time.

Anyway. The place where they poked a needle in me and took out blood is hurting. It's not even a hurt that you can press until it's numb and goes away. Ugh.

6word Stories

I wrote a lot of them for my school's english ... thing. But only submitted three.

Breathe,
Love,
Live.
Fleeting memories fading.

Dull purple bruises.
Goodbye.
Love you.

You're my obsession.
Don't run away.

And I really like Ernest Hemingway's
For sale:
Baby shoes, never worn.

So meaningful.

And apparently I'm like the only one who knows him in my entire class. Great, no one else reads anything anymore. Oscar Wilde? Oh no, never heard of him. George Elliot? Nope. H.P.Lovecraft. LOL NO. 

NO ONE READS ANYTHING ANYMORE.

/EDIT:/ A new one:

Admiration.
Infatuation.
"No."
Mine.
MINE.
...Blood.

Blood Test~~~

Haemoglobin count just dropped from 11.5 to 9.6. Great, I need to see a specialist. Most probably. And definitely have more blood tests. I'm starting to feel like on of those people who blog about their illnesses so that others can find hope.

...I'm actually just a selfish bitch who wants to complain about her problems, so... *shrugs*

I didn't take the prick on the finger this time. Surprisingly, I didn't start bawling. Just hyperventilated and then watched the needle go into my skin.

Pretty fucking scary.

...Do you know how awkward it is to move around with a 'wound' on the inside of your elbow? Ugh. This sucks so much. (Oh, and Taemin's getting hotter and hotter, but that's just cause I went on Tumblr just now)

I can't move around properly. I can't exert any force with my left arm because I'm so paranoid about blood coming out and me hurting my vein and the entire part becoming swollen and blue-black - which it does, if you don't press it properly during the first few minutes after the nurse takes out the needle. My mom had a shitty nurse once - my brother, c-section, needles, long story short - and it was real. Fucking. Scary.

Probably why I was scared of blood tests in the first place, since apparently I had some pretty bad asthma when I was a kid and needed intravenous stuff all the time. According to my mom, she'd give me injections at home (she was a nurse, remember) and I'd just sit quietly and watch.

The only thing that changed from then to now is that
a) I have no more asthma
b) I have a mortal fear and people sticking needles in me. And then drawing out blood.

Haven't taken the plaster off yet, but pretty sure it's not swollen and blue-black.

So yes, I'm like anaemic. I need iron supplements... haven't taken any yet, but really hope that they taste good. Which is unlikely, but hey.

GDI, I only wanted a free ticket out of too much physical exertion. Maybe this is like karma. For, idk, taking advantage of people and being too selfish and griping about every single thing and ... uhh ... cheating and lying?

Whateverrrrrr.

I'm going back to tumblr. They'd better have some good yaoi for me. (And they don't have a fuck yeah Toushiro at ALL. As in Hitsugaya Toushiro. But they have a fuckyeahichimarugin ^^ I luurrve him. Along with Toushi, of course. Toushiiiiiii)

So I talk too much.

19 July 2011

Rebecca Black - My Moment



Wow, fuck, why didn't she sing like this for Friday?

..But her voice is still weak. The lyrics are better, but still repetitive. Not going to go on about that, though, because even the best have repetitive lyrics.

Oh, this is so much better than Friday. So much. I'm going to say 'so much better' again.

...But listen to it a little louder and you realise that her voice is still not really developed - still weak. It sounds much better but nothing can hide the fact that it's weak. Oh well.

Wait a few years and I might actually like her music.

..But like two hundred years, maybe.

/EDIT/: Okay, was lying, will never like her music ever.

14 July 2011

Response - Hilary Duff - Elixir

THE FUCK SHE WROTE A BOOK. I saw it at the library today too, and it shocked me so much that I had to make a separate post all about it.

...Okayy, just finished reading it. I'm not sure if I'm being judgmental about it (because she's a singer and actress and I might be biased against those kind of people becoming writers) but the book is boring and typical. It wasn't really climatic and actually I only borrowed and read it because I was kinda surprised...

Frankly the plot is actually fine. Cliche, of course, as it is with two guys and one girl whom they both love, but acceptable. I don't mind it. But the writing is another matter.

It seems like she collaborated with this other person Elise Allen or something - but...http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/124004433 yes, lifeless. I didn't even identify with the character - not that I need to identify with characters to like a book but this Clea was just a piece of blank paper. -.- There wasn't enough development ...

I realized that Clea annoys me, because she's not exactly a thinking individual with a logical brain. Seriously, you go off oh yes I love you let's have sex in my best friend's car, with someone you thought (or still think) is a serial killer and have no proof that he isn't? Oh but you love him. Of course. After seeing him appear in your photos, all the way back to when you were a baby. And he appears in your dreams.

Enough stereotypes, Hilary, this book is a turn-off. You might have had a good plot but your writing wasn't mature enough to support it. Hell, maybe if you'd taken more time with the writing, or read it from an outsider's point of view, then you might have rewritten parts to convince the reader better. Because I'm not convinced. And I'm so much younger than you it's not funny.

I'm getting irritated here, because I realized that I've wasted my time reading that book.

And the way it ends. So what if there's a sequel - or more than one sequel - on the way. I demand a proper ending. I'm not sure if you understand, but a novel is supposed to end with an ending. Not a string of words to make way for the second 'novel' - if you wanted to do that, then you should've combined both book one and two into a single novel and called them parts one and two.

Because really your ending is nothing. Actually the whole book is nothing because I don't feel anything. Nothing. Your vocabulary could be faked with a thesaurus - hell, go ahead, I use it sometimes too - but your writing can never be faked. The way you write just doesn't move people and I repeat, you go for the emotions. But you don't in this book because you can't, and goddamn it frustrates me-

Fuck this, I give up on being nice. Your writing sucks. You or Elise Allen or whoever. It sucks. Plain enough?

Can't you explain properly instead of repeating - I can't seee, but I can feeeeeeeel... I'm movingggg...

Really? So why can you not tell us what you feel? And how the fuck do you know you're moving? Is it because you've got a carsick-ish feel and want to throw up? Or what? And the fuck do you mean by Sage keeps showing up in stupid photos related to her? Tell us, fuck it, are you writing a novel or making money? Are you writing a novel or a prequel? Fuck, because it sounds like an extremely long and tiring prequel.

I don't like this book. It doesn't explain anything. It leaves me with so many questions that for all it's worth, it is really just a prequel.

Ew.

Get the book away from me. I regret picking it up just 'cause I liked her music somewhat.

13 July 2011

DL LINK Blank Slate (Akusaga) Manga by Kanno Aya

BISHOUNEN <333 AND THERE'S LIKE HINTS OF SHOUNEN-AI (not sure if it's hint or blatant, too used to yaoi) FANGIRL FANGIRL.

http://www.anime-sharing.com/forum/completely-scanlated-manga-29/akusaga-4944/ Ummm scroll down.


I MUST HEREBY ADD A DISCLAIMER: the files aren't mine. I mean, I completely stole them off the above site. Whatever credits that are inside are still inside. I would direct you towards the site, but the links are megaupload and fileserve. Which is sad, so here are the mediafire links instead: volume one, volume two.

The awesome people (or rather, groups, I think, I'm not sure) who scanlated it are

Condensation
misOramen
whyanime

Please remember that I am only the sad person who stole them and then uploaded it again because the other links are dead and the other options make you download like chapter by chapter.

12 July 2011

Bitch I Hate Blood Tests (Anaemia)

OHGOD if you force me to take another one I'll fucking kill you.

(More later, still traumatized)

Later:

Had to get a blood test because my mother thought I had Dengue fever. And because I really fuckin' hate blood tests, I threw a fit and started crying when the woman doctor wanted to stick a needle in my arm and, thanks so much, take some of my blood outside my body, where it belongs.

In case you didn't know, the needle goes into the inside part of your elbow - how do I even call that thing?

In the end she pricked my finger and squeezed it (multiple times) and dripped the poor droplets of blood into a container - it was tiny but try calling anything tiny when you're there trying to fill it up with your blood.

Oh, and it was the middle finger on my left hand. What does this mean? It means that I can't actually press my middle finger too hard onto anything or it'll hurt like fucking hell. And what does that mean? It means that I'll be getting a lot of practice holding my my middle finger these coupla days. (My mother says it'll be fine in two days but NO. NEVER TRUST YOUR MOM. Moms' sensations of pain are different from yours, their's have been dulled by years of child-raising.)


By the way, the prick on the finger is for babies. I saw a girl at least three years younger than me take the needle in the... inside of the elbow. I am a baby. I must be indulged.

Well, if you see me around with my middle finger raised, don't hesitate to give me the benefit of the doubt and assume that it's 'cause my finger is fragile. ;P

It turns out that my haemoglobin count is low - the norm is about 12 to 15, but mine was 11.5, it means that I'm either not eating enough of something, or I have some disease and I'm gonna die young. My mother used to be a nurse, and the news freaked her out ;P Apparently most people with that disease die really young. (Idk what it's called in english, we spoke in chinese.)

Iron-deficiency anaemia, or just anaemia, actually. Women need 14.8mg per day while men only need 8.7mg. How unfair.

Symptoms...

·  Tiredness
·  Weakness
·  Shortness of breath
·  Pale skin
·  Lightheadedness
·  Headache
·  Feeling cold
·  Rapid heartbeat and chest pain

Ouch dude, I had basically all those symptoms. Sucks ass.



Oh and btw a lot of fanfictions use anaemia. Lol lol idk but it seems so funny to me right now. Hurhur.


/EDIT:/ Wait did she mean I might have sickle-cell anaemia? 'Cause that kinda reduces my life expectancy by roughly half. If the doctor was referring to this disease, then it explains why she was asking my mother if anyone in my family had *that disease* whose english name I'm still not sure of.


... Actually now I'm sure it's iron-deficiency, because wiki told me a low MCV, MCH and MCHC count was usual for iron-deficiency, and I have all three. My platelets count is normal, though - wiki says it's common, but whatever. Oh and my RDW count is high, as wiki expected.


Hmm. Anaemia? Does that mean I can skip out on my UG activities? No real motive, just wondering. 

11 July 2011

Checklist for Hidden Anger

http://www.stumbleupon.com/su/22w2tM/www.surrenderworks.com/library/imports/distortedthinking.html

Checklist for Hidden Anger
  • Procrastination in the completion of imposed tasks.
  • Perpetual or habitual lateness.
  • A liking for sadistic or ironic humor.
  • Sarcasm, cynicism or flippancy in conversation.
  • Frequent sighing.
  • over politeness, constant cheerfulness, attitude of "grin and bear it".
  • Smiling while hurting.
  • Frequent disturbing or frightening dreams.
  • Over-controlled monotone speaking voice
  • Difficulty in getting to sleep or sleeping through the night.
  • Boredom, apathy, loss of interest in things you are usually enthusiastic about.
  • Slowing down of movements.
  • Getting tired more easily than usual.
  • Excessive irritability over trifles.
  • Getting drowsy at inappropriate times.
  • Sleeping more than usual / maybe 12 to 14 hours a day.
  • Waking up tired rather than rested or refreshed.
  • Clenched jaws or grinding of the teeth / especially while sleeping.
  • Facial tics, spasmodic foot movements, habitual fist clenching and similar repeated physical acts done unintentionally or unaware.
  • Chronically stiff or sore neck or shoulder muscles.
  • Chronic depression... extended periods of feeling down for no reason.
  • Stomach ulcers.
Me: 
  • Procrastination in the completion of imposed tasks.
  • A liking for sadistic or ironic humor.
  • Sarcasm, cynicism or flippancy in conversation.
  • Frequent sighing.
  • over politeness, constant cheerfulness, attitude of "grin and bear it".
  • Smiling while hurting.
  • Over-controlled monotone speaking voice
  • Difficulty in getting to sleep or sleeping through the night.
  • Boredom, apathy, loss of interest in things you are usually enthusiastic about.
  • Slowing down of movements.
  • Getting tired more easily than usual.
  • Excessive irritability over trifles.
  • Getting drowsy at inappropriate times
  • Waking up tired rather than rested or refreshed.
  • Chronically stiff or sore neck or shoulder muscles.
  • Chronic depression... extended periods of feeling down for no reason.
Hoho. Guess who's got hidden anger. ;P

(The fuck is wrong with blogger draft. Fuck you I'm switching back to the fucking stable version because, fuck, I don't like having messed-up formats.)

/EDIT:/ I'm using the normal blogger again, BUT THE FUCKING BOLD/ITALIC/STRIKETHROUGH STILL WON'T GO AWAY. I'm now going to look through the fucking html -.- fuck it. I fucking hate html.

10 July 2011

why is everyone being so fucking depressed

so what i mean like i get depressed too but wth they're so fucking overboard you can't even laugh at their delusional ass anymore and so all you can do is to stare in horrified shock at the words and feel the disgust creeping up on you.

i'm not even talking about those who have reasons to be 'upset' - and it's in quotation marks because it's not even at the 'upset' level any more - i'm talking about those who just emo around for no fucking reason entirely and post those fucking emo things and pretend to be all so fucking emo and so fucking depressed that a kinder and more gullible person might actually believe that they'd kill themselves off one day.

it's them who piss me off.

ohgod the amount of self-pity going around here. i know we all get depressed at some point and then walk around the house like a recently-revived zombie or something. and then like, think about death, of course, because what else do you do?

but they spend their entire life or teen years or something posting emo shit up on their blogs and reblog emo shit on their tumblr, and tweet emo shit on their twitter, and then go on facebook and put some emo shit as their status.

emo shit.

because i see so much of it that worth as much as a bunch of feces to me.

actually there are worse people than those who pretend to all angsty and emotional and ohgod i need some fucking prince charming so that i can fucking fall in love and fucking fuck him then get fucking pregnant and get more fucking depressed - oh what? i'm assuming things that are extremely unlikely to happen? then i'm sure that everyone who talk about love and sex online are of legal age. teenage pregnancy. heard of it? yea? then you should also have heard that it's rising.

yes, so the people who are worse - the i-fucking-take-every-fucking-single-fucking-thing-fucking-personally kind.

so i'm not being nice today. fuck you too, and fuck caps too.

Kumikyoku Nico Nico Douga



BEEEEAAAAUUUUUTIFUL.



So for the next month or so, I shall be obsessively trying to learn how to sing this. It's just that it's long, and the tune is so weird, and Japanese people sing a little faster than I'd like. 


This *points above* is apparently the genre.

(Let me correct his or her grammar: Its genre is... that's its genre...etc.)