It started with this apocalypse thing. Setting was Singapore among some HDB flats, and in the distance under one void deck I could see this white misty thing with a silhouette inside it that looked somewhat like the White Witch. She was telling everyone that she was going to destroy the world or something like that. So everyone was intent on running away from her and I was trying to figure out who she was and how to stop her. I can't remember what clue I had but it involved Sirius (from Dogsbody) and I finally figured out that she was his Companion, probably here to take revenge on Sol or something. In hindsight, dammit I should have asked him for help! Where the heck was he at the time?

So I found out about that and started gathering people to go up and fight here even though I had no idea how to do so. But everyone was intent on running away and refused me. I went up to one of the people I supposedly knew and argued with him like "Hey, there's no use running away, the whole planet's gonna be destroyed. Everyone's going to die, don't you get it? Please help me!" But he just treated me like some lunatic and sat on the bench tying his shoes. So I went closer to her and hid behind a pillar and tried to find some way to stop her. I was a perfectly normal human being, and the people were apparently normal too because they stopped to stare at me when I was doing weird things. That's different. Anyway I somehow convinced myself that I had the power to jinx people/bad luck or something like that, so I started trying to jinx her (irl prolly just twitching my brain muscles or something). Of course it didn't work, then she acted suddenly said that she was done for the day and will be back later and vanished into the smoke. There smoke was still there though, but now white and purple. So I went there, and I took out some change in my pocket and accidentally dropped it. I heard her voice in my head saying "Is that real money?" and I replied "No, it's fake" and the voice disappeared. I saw some other people dropping money and the same thing happened, so at least now I know how to summon her.

This was prolly the point where I woke up and when I went back to sleep the dream was in similar circumstances, but I was pretty cool about it. The apocalypse was happening, but I was on a school field trip going shopping with my teacher and classmates. The shops were still open and selling things despite me thinking that people will prolly just abandon their stuff and raiding was fine during the apocalypse. Then we went to a bathroom for some reason and the teacher wanted some fish that were in a bucket and we somehow thought to store them by putting them between pages of a book and securing it with a rubber band. I was afraid of squashing the fish in the process but they looked okay at the end of it. Somewhere in the middle I met an author who signed my book but tore it in the process and had this discussion with her about book care. All I remember of the rest is this sinking feeling in my chest and the Companion and feeling inferior to some female person.

I was at some family gathering and it would seem the location was Singapore. We were meeting in some hall thing, that part is pretty vague. Then we decided to all meet back at the flat where we were staying and everybody started running like crazy for some reason. There were some construction things going on near there. I could run fast in this dream, but for some reason my brakes/friction wasn't working very well, so I ran into this pile of construction materials and this nail got impaled in my hand. I wasn't too worried because this was a dream so it was probably just a flesh wound, so I went on running.

As dreams go, I got lost. I ran up the stairs but it turned out it was a different flat, then there were kids playing downstairs and there was this kind of wire netting shutter thing that I almost ran into. Apparently it was like those metal shutters people pull down when they close shop, but these were made of netting and were supposed to be pulled down when people were playing football on the void deck so they don't bother other people. Did my mind just come up with an invention? As I ran it turned into night and I was trying to navigate my way around a playground, a field and some flats. I reached this dark road and my family was walking down it. They were concerned about my wound which had started bleeding kinda badly and this other wound that I don't remember getting and this actual mosquito bite that I have in real life all lined up so we thought that was pretty cool.

I went back to the flat and there was also construction going on there, this kind of super thick vines/tree trunks reaching from the grass outside the flat to some of the upper storey windows. I suppose they were for easier access or maybe the disabled or something. These trunks were covered with plants and moss and grass and white pebbles and they actually looked pretty cool. Went into my flat, there were people showering and eating as usual, then I found these series of books that were apparently popular in my family; each of them were called Jesus something something [someone's name]. Apparently they each detailed Jesus' hookups with people, and the last book was about Him breaking up with the last person and going off to live alone. Srsly, brain what?! (is this blasphemous? Am I going to die for this? D:)

Switch dreams, maybe. I don't remember much of the transition, but I was with this group of witches/magicians or something. We were all riding on... I think they were broomsticks but I'm not sure, they were pretty hard to balance on though. And we were all holding personalized fishing rods. The person behind me was the typical violent empowered female type and had colorful feathers and stuff at the end of her line. The one before me was the dreamy absent-minded sorceress who does things by accident type and had a dreamcatcher at the end of hers. My iline was blue with neon green writing on it and was a shoelace maybe, otherwise I don't remember much about it. Our lines kept getting tangled as we rode and the person behind me kept arguing with the one in front and weird things happened which I don't remember.

I'm hungry. Gonna go wash up now.

I cannot believe I paid money to see that movie. Even on pay-per-view. I stormed off into my room halfway through it and I refuse to watch anything related to it again.

Are these guys really meant to be protagonists? I seriously thought that they were supposed to be immature brats and then they were gonna kill somebody and finally come to their senses. But no, forty-five minutes later, still that same STUPID ATTITUDE SRSLY YOU GUYS. I cannot believe you are supposed to be protagonists. Blowing up everything without any regard at all for human life, destroying public property and even squad cars? You're going that far? I've lost count of how many people you've killed now. What's wrong with you? And you're in this superhero game not because you're concerned about the crime rates in the city or because you think that it's your moral obligation to do so as one of the more privileged members of society, but because you think it's cool and it helps you to reinforce your little egos. I think Jay Chou pointed that out at one point. So it's legit then, but it doesn't make me like you any more than that. Srsly, is this movie about crimefighting or who's gonna get the hot girl? WHAT IS THE POINT?! I... I just don't understand. It's okay to blow up drug dealers because they're the bad guys? I saw you guys ram into a police car and blow it up and then go home to party. What?! Maybe there's something about my brain that cannot make sense of this rubbish but... really, can someone explain this to me? Even if they're criminals that does not give you the right to kill them! Even Batman doesn't kill the Joker and he's a bloody psychopathic mass murderer. These are just drug dealers. WHATTT I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHAT IS GOING ON HERE

My dad actually tried to justify it to me by saying it was just a movie and logic must bend to dramatic effect and coolness. No. Just, no. I may be overreacting, but I just feel so insulted. You actually think that I'll take this crap?!

*deep breath* I had to get that out of my system. Okay. Calm now. Now I don't think I can really judge properly if I haven't watched the movie to the end, so I'll just post this first then watch the rest of the movie (or at least read the summary on wiki or something) and come back and comment on the rest. My brain really can't take it right now. I was hoping for something awesome to happen, like for them to kill some innocent civilians on one of their jaunts and for that to really shock them and make them come to their senses about what they're doing. Then they'll upgrade to decent superheroes and everybody will be happy. But I doubt that will happen. And Jay Chou? You say you learnt martial arts. ABSOLUTE RUBBISH. You don't even know the meaning of it, because you're violating the spirit of it completely. I hate you. Go back to your emo piano playing or whatever.

On a side note, I rather like the villain and how he's so casual about everything. Sure, he's over the top sometimes, but when that happens it's just plain funny. "Oh, I'll have to kill Kim myself. He's my friend." Nice going. Though the truck thing... you do know that you could just shoot them instead of trying to run them over right. Pshhh. Get some common sense or get outta the movie.

I'm going to look up the original Green Hornet because my dad says it's way better.

I was with my father in some weird swimming complex thing. I has this blaster gun thing that shot our dust particles when you pulled a lever. He was telling me about how people used that function to navigate in space.

Time jump to several years later, when my father had been killed and donated his arm to me, so now I had a third arm sticking out of my chest which flopped around and generally does nothing. (I was a guy in this dream btw, so no boobage interference there.) I was in this hospital walking out I asked this guy how to get to the University Complex, then changed my mind and asked him how to get to some other place... I remember it was something like Phillips street. I was rather lost at the time and somehow didn't know where to go, and I think Phillips street was where my father and I lived in the past. He directed me onto this side road but I had to wait for a bit because there was a road block to allow this gigantic kangaroo to hop past. After that I went to the street and turns out my house was there. It was this huge building (around 30 storeys, I think?) that was made out of glass and stainless steel and was madly out of place among the other small houses. Somehow I developed superhearing and heard my neighbours gossiping about me, which was how I knew that was my house.

I went there and the gate opened and this guy and a cat and a dog came out to greet me. I complained to them about the paint job on the outer walls of the house (apparently the painting workers slept against the wall when it still wasn't dry and left marks there) then decided it wasn't worth the trouble to launch an official complaint. I went inside and somehow remembered that there were just this boy and girl, a cat and a dog and a baby (no relation) living in this house with me. Apparently there are hundreds of bedrooms in the house and every night I picked a random one and slept in it.

I went up to the room where the girl and the baby were and suddenly there was this earthquake thing and I grabbed the baby and ran downstairs. The girl didn't follow and for some reason I felt she would deserve it if she were killed by falling debris.

Then I woke up.

For this dream I'm kinda able to trace specific parts back to their origin hahah. The gun and arm part came from this video I was watching that talked about how everyone and their mother seems to have their arm cut off in Star Wars. Never watched it myself, so I don't know. I was probably impersonating Artemis Fowl for some reason. Cat was from that one in Princess Diaries, dog was from Howl's Moving Castle.

I am eating cupnoodles now and everything is wonderful, as usual.

(side note: I still don't think he looks like a Bruno Mars. Due to a certain JY I now think of the actor who played Reverend Hale in the Crucible movie whenever I hear his name. Damn you.

♥ Reverend Hale)
Just discovered from the omnipotent wikipedia that the heart symbol was originally used to represent genitalia.

... People from the past, why do you have to be so gross?

Presenting to you another song about exploding people, only better.

- We Will Become Silhouettes by The Postal Service

Back to studying now.

I was a guy. again. idk why. Okay so apparently there was this zombie apocalypse happening, but only in my part of Singapore. So the government fenced off the whole area and left us all inside, but didn't do a single thing about it. We couldn't get out of our houses except during the day and basically we thought we were done for. This was a pretty long dream, and I think the middle included this part where we were trying to survive by travelling out into non-affected areas during the day and working there, then rushing back to lock ourselves up at night. I don't know why. And these zombies are attracted to light, so after sundown everyone can't turn on their lights at all, or else they'll come. We didn't have money for anything but somehow this water pipe in our house kept leaking and we were able to get water that way. I have no idea where the food came from.

Anyway one day the streetlight outside our house malfunctioned and turned itself on in the middle of the night, so the zombies came and stole the key to my room. My mum was upset.

Another day I went down to the kitchen to do my homework while eating heated-up cereal, and all the lights blacked out and I was annoyed, but my mum said that there would be no need for this because we have a visitor tonight. We went out and the streetlight turned on but there were no zombies anywhere. A car drove up and this guy got out and apparently he was my uncle who was helping all the people in the affected area in some way BUT I CAN'T REMEMBER URGHHHH. Just that he had something to do with the water pipe leaking. And he mistook my drunken friend for me and hugged him saying "_____, my son." I forgot my name in the dream.

Why is my memory failing me now? I vaguely remember very epic parts in between. whyyy. This makes me sad. I have to go brush my teeth now.

A fabulous book. Read and re-read and would still read again. It's about a boy called James Archer Fielding who goes into the wilderness for the summer and meets a stag in a valley. And many many other things happen and it's all awesome because of the wonderful humorous narration. Romance in this book is realistic, and the guy is actually not a jerk at all. Amazing. Plus, my version was published in 1988 and I fished it out from an old bookshelf in my malaysia house. Don't let the summary fool you. Though this may be rather hard to find now I guess but you can borrow it from me :)

I heard about this author soooo many times and I thought it was time I actually found out who the heck he is. So at a malaysian airport bookstore I saw just this one book with his name on it and it didn't seem too childish and had the normal quotes saying it was his best work yet, so I bought it. Didn't regret it, it was funny and interesting and all, but not sure it's the kind of book I would want to re-read. It's about a wave. A huge wave. And the island, and the people left behind. Has romance, but they don't - you know what kind of romance I approve of most, so I shall not give you spoilers. (even though it's obvious enough.) Recommend this.

I was not impressed by this. After the Inkheart trilogy, this just seemed rather disappointing. I mean, I absolutely loved her mythical creatures and all, but the storyline... just not as interesting. I hated Jacob Reckless. There are really no likeable characters in there at all. Except maybe the king's general whatever his name is... I kind of liked him. at first. I think he died, though. The fantasy world is beautiful, but I felt that her introduction to it was too rushed. We're given lots of infodumps about interesting creatures that I feel could play a great part in the story but then they disappear and are never heard of again. I felt like she was kinda trying to squeeze too many ideas into this story. Inkheart was different, it was all just the basic mythical and legendary creatures with some tweaks here and there that I love. And the characters were real, well developed. This just read like a sightseeing tour trying to be an adventure story. I didn't get any sense of love/feeling between Clara and Will; they were just plain touchy-feely, which doesn't show anything. The storyline was forced. Characters with potential are just left there to shrivel and die. Funke seemed to be trying to show too much in too short a book. If this were another series centered around Jacob's quest for Will, and the regaining of his humanity, I might have bought that. It would allow for more character development and things. Right now, I don't even know anything about Jacob's character except he supposedly loves his brother and does everything recklessly. right. Clara is just there to form a love triangle and Fox... fox doesn't DO anything. Just there for convenience. There are so many interesting creatures/people in there... they appear and we get an intro to them, they last for three pages - some even less - and disappear forever and ever.

In summary, I was disappointed with this book, and I'll think twice before buying new books from her again (I did this silent fangirl dance in my head and bought this one like a shot when I saw it.)

Hard to believe, I know, but I've never watched any of the movies or read any of the books until now. yeah, I neither have a childhood nor a life. (a childhood reading Dianne Wynne Jones is not a bad childhood, though.)I believe I watched some excerpts on TV when I was young but I was all like "uh... that weird blue bird-horse died... glowy stag. yeah. what's going on, and who is that guy with the glasses who keeps running around everywhere with a stick?" that kind of thing.

Up till now, though, I'm still not impressed with the books. Maybe it's because I'm too old for this stuff, or something? I loathe Harry. He just seems incredibly smug and stuck-up to me and I can't help picking up little hints of his contempt of others that just plain irks me. Is this part of his characterization, or is it just me? I don't like any of the characters. Their dialogue seems rather forced and, yeah, horrible horrible abuse of dashes. Harry is always just so plain SPESHUL. This is giving me flashbacks of twilight sporks, and that is not a good thing. Thankfully, there are no sparkly vampires or anything like that. But does anyone else find the magical creatures there... rather ridiculous? I mean their names. Just, really. Not impressed. Or I'm missing the whole point that this was written for kids. Not fair to compare to Percy Jackson I guess since they're just kinda borrowing mythology. But still.

I guess the thing is that I don't get what people love so much about these books. No nice characters, many annoying characters. The plot is okay, but I CANNOT STAND HARRY. BLARGH. I mean, it's good for fun reading and all, but I'd rather re-read Artemis Fowl any day. All Harry Potter gets is taunting from Draco Malfoy and the Slytherins and Snape and... that's about it, actually. Artemis Fowl is made to time-travel in his underwear (red, to top it off), gets chased around by a giant squid while yelling "I'm the nut! I'm the nut!" and is forced to wear t-shirts and jeans while calling his mother "Mum". (absolutely horrifying.)

Just, really. Can anyone tell me what the big deal is? I've sat here for half an hour trying to figure it out and can't think of anything. Oh well. Three more books to impress me (is it three? pffft). If it fails I'll start reading a new series I found called Montmorency or something. On that note:

I bought Monsters of Men and Montmorency's Revenge. First book, I'm waiting to read because I'm tired of all that epic battle crap, I'm sure Patrick Ness will impress me again but I'm still mad about Davy plus it starts oh-so depressingly. I mean, come on. Spackle army astride alien creatures is coming. Resistance army armed with bombs is coming. Immigrants (or whatever they're called) land in there without a clue. Todd, Viola, and the Mayor in the middle. Just makes you want to start reading, right?

Montmorency's Revenge had an... interesting first paragraph and convinced me to buy the book. I've seen it around for a bit anyway, plus it was only $6.90. Hardcover. whoo.

ah, it's late. I planned to sleep at 10. well, it's 11 now. sleep-deprivation kills. esther greenwood. Goodnight.

EDIT: heard a song on the radio this morning.

just... lol. I was just, "does she know what she's saying?! is this a parody? whutttt"

And my dad said "her voice is... kinda... sticky." LOL

Good lyrics. With meaning. Please.

Might as well do music I'm listening to as well.

The Flaming Lips

The Postal Service

Owl City

The Hush Sound

Explosions In The Sky (songs getting kinda repetitive, though. bleh.)

Jason Mraz

Bright Eyes

I want to write... like them. ugh. talentless hag am I. pffft.

Heard about this band called Deep Purple or something... but unfortunately due to my (not enforced) ban on youtube... uh wait... o.o

I was at my church building, which is just like a house except a bit bigger. Someone's car was there and beside the car were some huge cats and dogs. This dream was from the perspective of this man in his twenties, btw. So there was this sort of "hunting party" consisting of my aunt, my sister and my brother. It was this sort of virtual reality kind of thing, except it was real. So while waiting for it to start we went over to the animals and let them lick our hands, then there was this strange salesman guy talking to my family over by their car about car hazards and when he lifted up the engine hood there was a cat there. It ran off and then the game started. Apparently we have to pay money in order to play and there were these enemies we had to kill. I don't remember much of the killing part, except that this was my first game and I thought I did pretty well. Back home looking at the scoreboard, my aunt said that I must have done very well because my sister (who was inexplicably named Caroline and reminded me of this other Caroline) was usually useless and she still got 16% from secondhand kills from me (which means she only got in a few blows and I did the rest of the work).

So we proceeded to the next level and there were lots of things about cats and money-counting in the middle which I can't recall at the moment. I was also digging around in my bag for something. Then we proceeded to the next level and I didn't go and I was watching the scenario on the screen, like the third-person omnescient perspective you always get in video games. There was this cell, a prisoner and a jailer. This small hooded girl came holding a blue orb of electricity (I watched the I Am Number Four trailer the night before and still didn't know what it was about, despite considering and dismissing buying the book three or four times) and handed it to the prisoner. The guy killed the jailer and sat back cackling as the girl locked him back in again. Then the hunting party came in and headed towards the prisoner despite noticing the jailer there on the floor. It was all a blur for a while, then I remember a scene where my aunt was telling my sister to go on without her in the typical melodramatic way, and my brother was dead there with his chest charred black (this was more of a narration in my head while half asleep). Thing is I just stood there and watched even though I could have gone and helped them. So everyone died, and the dream ended.

So much homework this weekend. pfffft.

A while ago I had one where I suddenly morphed into an eagle and was flying with another eagle through this landscape where these curtain formation things (from my time in the NZ cave) were rising out of the water. I had some problem flying and was crashing into one of those formations when I woke up. When I went to the bathroom to wash up, I found a feather on the floor beside the window. I still have it 8D

Next one was from just now. I was in some kind of bus travelling somewhere, and some scary woman was chasing me. Can't remember much about this one. Then I was in some kind of Academy, and I went to buy foolscap paper from this fat scary lady. Later I realized that there were scratch marks and indents on the paper, so I asked for a replacement. Everybody stared at me like I was crazy and she was really quiet, then said in an ominously sweet voice that yes, she could replace it for me. Then she left to go somewhere and it seemed that I was going to get it when she got back. (this scene was prolly influenced by the "Can I have some more?" scene from Oliver Twist that I had read the day before.) I started counting money to pay her back for the foolscap (why did I do that? it seems illogical now that I think about it) and suddenly realized that the money was buzzing and vibrating. (this is a combination of me counting cny money the night before and my phone alarm which was prolly vibrating it at that moment.) I thought that the lady did this so that she could track me and hunt me down, and it was getting really annoying, but after a while it stopped.

Then the dream seemed to branch off into another sequence. My family and I were attending this world-wide music festival, where people everywhere in the world would just get together in random places and play music, regardless of whether they actually know how or not. So we gathered in a bathroom that was somehow also a fenced off area in the zoo, and started to play. Last thought I had before waking up was what would happen if someone wanted to go to the toilet, and whether any leopards would decide to join us.

off to church service now. must be productive today.

What happens to people who are afraid of blood but also women?

I mean, periods are technically blood. And other gross things.

So...

Hypothetically, no woman over puberty is afraid of blood.

So...

What about people who would eat other people after smelling a few drops of blood?

I'm looking at you, Jasper. Has Bella Swan not reached puberty at nineteen? Though I understand why it would be gross due to... er... you know. But still. I don't get why you don't nom her at least once a month.

So.

First one was when my brother, sister, friend and I decide to run away from home. Or skip tuition. I have no idea why. We were walking along the pavement and thought that people would be suspicious but they weren't so we started running around and yelling. Then I had this weird premonition of the others turning into transformers and fighting monsters. Then I saw two people with green mist bubbling around them at the junction and told the others, "Watch out, they're poisoned, so get ready to fight them." They nodded and I was reminded of reading ahead in a book and spoiling the ending for everybody. Seers must be like that all the time, pffft. Turns out that the robot things aren't transformers, they're called some other name that begins with a K. When I called them that my cousin (who was somehow also a transformer and appeared out of nowhere) turned around and yelled "I heard that!" Then my mum came started shouting "I can't believe you dared..." then some huge monster attacked and the dream ended.

Second dream. This one was rather confusing. At first I remember getting ready to fight someone with my aunt. There was something about thistles and thornbushes, prolly influenced by the english compo exercise. Then it skipped to a whole other scenario and I was in a hotel lobby with my mum. Apparently she was in a relationship with this guy in a suit, and I had dated him behind her back. (I... really have no idea what this is meant to symbolize.) She was sending me up to give him oranges for chinese new year, and you can see how this situation would be awkward. So I decided I would just leave the oranges at his door and run back down, all while being really afraid that she would ask me about it, because I got it into my head that I must be really honest and never lie, so I would have to tell her, and the hou guo would be bu kan she xiang. So I went up and there was this problem with the lifts that were somehow rotating floors/really huge conveyor belts and then I had to run through this weird playground thing to get to his door and things that looked like blobs of mercury and water were attacking me and there was this boat outside his door. For some reason I made several trips there and on the last one he opened the door and my mum was suddenly there. On that horrifying note, the dream ended.

The second one is prolly due to me reading too many stories about men cheating on their wives or vice versa, eg. A Spot of Bother (which I failed to get through two times), and some short stories in a book that involved mushrooms. yeah.

After listening to songs for a couple of years now (lol), I've shortlisted a few to become my alarm clock ringtone.

Don't wake me up

I am still dreaming

The story's undone

Unravel at the seams

Don't wake me up

Death is misleading

And when I fall asleep

Sleep with your ghost

- Don't Wake Me Up by The Hush Sound

And we sleep all, we sleep all day

sleep all, we sleep all day over

Why don't we sleep all day, sleep all day

We sleep all day, sleep all day, over and over

Over and over again

- Sleep All Day by Jason Mraz

Don't wake me I plan on sleeping

Don't wake me I plan on sleeping in

- Sleeping In by The Postal Service

yay.

LOL I should totally use this. I've just discovered that my Titan's Curse, Battle of the Labyrinth and Last Olympian are missing, ostensibly borrowed by someone and never returned. I need to start keeping track of my books now D:

Oh and whoever has my books, please return them D: I am rather fond of them, though not as much as Sea of Monsters (which I still have) which is the book that started all the PJ craziness for me and still has silly doodles in it during my monster-mad phase.

About that debacle during assembly today.

1. Here's what you guys did. You had us put on ties and come to an assembly for which the performer was not present and showed us educational (and, afterwards, completely random) videos. That's okay. It was mildly entertaining, and I had a book. However, you held us back from our promised early dismissal because someone wanted to speak to us. When said speaker finallyyy arrived, guess what she did?

Talk to us about our lack of mental capacity to request for the air-conditioning to be switched on.

2. What is this I don't even... please, tell us, how on earth does not asking for aircond relate to lack of responsibility? When you asked, we gave you several legitimate reasons. We wanted to conserve electricity for the environment. We wanted to help save money. I'm sure you've preached about electricity bills to us several times. We might have just been considerate and not wanted to trouble you guys. But nooooo, we all were perspiring ourselves to death and no one had good enough moral character to ask. Can you not fathom that WE SIMPLY DID NOT FEEL HOT? The weather is pretty cool nowadays, or did you not realize since you were sitting in your airconditioned office all day? Personally I didn't even notice. So what, exactly, is the problem here? What were the airconds built for? To keep students cool. Are we students? Yes. Did we feel hot? No. Was there a need to turn on the aircond? I'll let you figure that one out for yourself. Come on, I'm sure you can do it if you think a little harder.

Where, exactly, does responsibility come in on this?

3. Perhaps you did not know, but we were promised an early dismissal. I cannot speak for the other students, but to me, an early dismissal is like mashed potatoes. I'll think you the most wonderful person on earth for giving it to me. Not only did you dangle that in front of our noses and fail to deliver, but you broke another promise of a five-minute talk. Did you think we would forget? You guys keep telling us that we're not idiots, you believeee in us, we're smart and will definitely be able to ace our exams so y'all have something to brag about to future generations. We won't be inclined to believe that if you keep treating us like total dumbasses. Not only that, but you're also talking about responsibility while failing to keep to deadlines you've set for yourself. I wonder what that says about you.

4. Did you have anything to say to us at all? We were told that you really really wanted to talk to us and were held back from an even earlier dismissal just to listen to your words of wisdom. So just what did you talk about? Lame attempt at humor, why is the air-conditioning not on, repent you irresponsible buffoons, oh and, you know, it's good to have a back-up plan. Frankly, I was expecting more than this. You took up >15 min of our lives to say: 1) Be responsible. 2) Have a plan B.

WOW I TOTALLY DID NOT KNOW THAT BEFORE YOU GRACIOUSLY ENLIGHTENED ME O WISE ONE. The first point wasn't even valid. Do you think we have nothing better to do than to sit here listening to you talk rubbish? Really?

*sighs* What I wanted to say was that I am not impressed with what you did today, and as a result I do not like you. I would suggest that the school board members gather periodically in an airconditioned meeting room and ask each other "What can we do to piss off/bore to death/waste the time of our students today?" cue evil maniac laughter. But that would be infantile.

And another completely unrelated thing. I am somewhat irked by the statement you made about how our studies should be our number one priority this year. Do you really believe that? I know that this is a stereotype pertaining to students from our country (or at least, appears to be) but this is definitely not a desirable characteristic in students. In fact, you should be worried if this occurs. Do you not think that, as human beings, we have things more important in our lives than studies? That we can look beyond going to JC, going to university, getting a high paying job and become the next prime minister so you could brag about how this was alllll because of the amazing education you gave us? And don't you dare give me the look that says all teenagers are too immature to have anything but shopping and facebook and drama serials on our minds. I will high-five your face with a frying pan.

And thus I conclude my rant. I named no names, made no obvious references recognizable to anyone without prior knowledge of these happenings. As a teenager I am only exercising my natural right to complain about minor incidents. If you can prove to me that I have no reason to be angry with you, then I will delete this. Pissed-Off Adolescent, signing off.

*blargle*

My family and I had somehow become some vampire shapeshifter hybrid things. We could move really fast, morph to look like any other human and all that weird crap. We were in this nicely sculpted garden and my cousin decided to take the place of these guards standing there.

The thing about this dream is that I knew I was dreaming, and I was actually semi-conscious and could feel the bedsheets and something (my sister's bolster) pressing on my head and everything, but the dream just kept on going regardless.

So my cousin did some elaborate trick to scare them off and I was thinking "wow, I didn't know I could actually think up such great strategy in a dream". Er... I have no idea why either. Since we were enjoying our newfound powers we decided to break into this building with high security, I think it was a bank. We went into this airlock area with a transparent door and my cousins were making alot of noise and I was annoyed because we would be found out. We were debating whether or not to morph into the people we could see inside to infiltrate the place (because we had to wait for them to go away before we could go inside) when my dad changed his mind and took us upstairs to a futuristic wine cellar. They all started pouring glasses of wine and I was outraged and left saying "I don't want to get drunk and accidentally murder people. Besides, I don't drink."

Then I ran away onto a typical Malaysian road. After a while my family drove up all crammed into a small car and yelled "If you desert us, we won't give you food!" I yelled back "I'll go steal food!" before remembering that it wasn't ethical and yelling again "I'll pick food up somewhere!" then remembering that since I was this vampshifter I didn't even need to eat and telling back "I don't even NEED food!" but by that time they were too far away to hear me.

I somehow ended up in my old malaysian house and vaulted over the wall without any of the construction workers there seeing me. I remember my dream self thinking about a something from a twilight sporking comment, saying that vamps becoming invisible because they move so fast was ridiculous. Basically, I thought I was ridiculous -.-

After that I was running through an alley (please note this was dream running where I do not travel on two feet but lope along like an ape, my hands digging into the ground and propelling me forward, and the air resistance seems to change spontaneously so my speed is very erratic) when I hear my older cousin calling for me. Her voice was very desperate and worried but somehow it really scared me. She was asking me to come back home and I knew that as long as I kept running she wouldn't be able to locate me, but that woman just wouldn't be shaken off. Then I heard her talking to someone on the phone about feeding me to Krusty the Clown at which point I knew that there was a plot against me and I freaked out and woke up.

Why did I even record this... It's not exactly very original. A few days ago I had a dream about my relatives shutting my cousin in a box full of bees because they believed he wouldn't be stung... until he started screaming. In that one there were also special bracelets which allowed us to transform into different animals. Am I sensing a theme here?

I wish I could have cool dreams about underwater labyrinths and flat piranhas and glaring people with boxed teddy bears again. Not these freaky cliche ones D:

Not because it was new year's eve (I think we all just went to sleep and didn't even hear the fireworks) and it wasn't even the plates of barbecue chicken I ate 8D

It was because I learnt to gut fish.

My lifelong dream, fulfilled. The auntie was very kind to me also lol, at least she didn't scold me when I made the stomach explode all over the place -.- Now I'm going to pester my grandma to let me do it whenever she cooks fish.

On the other hand, I've banned myself from many many things - so don't expect to see me on facebook, blogger or msn except very very occasionally. And don't ask me about the latest manga chapters sobs D:

Now I need to go do art. And the bio teachers are super irresponsible can. Upload when you promised to upload or at least tell us beforehand! What if people are on holiday from the 20th onwards eh? Still say "don't tell me you got no time to do k" D<

EDIT: It is now SATURDAY, and it's still not uploaded. That or I'm blind. what's going on -.- If they upload it on Sun night and ask us to finish it I'm... I'm... going to write a formal letter of complaint. Otherwise, yay no homework.

Oh, and my new year's resolution for 2011? To shower faster.

The last time I timed myself it was 5min 55sec, starting from before undressing to after dressing. But today I brought it down to 4min 35sec, possibly less due to some technical errors with the stopwatch hahah. So unless the application of hair conditioner takes 80 seconds (I doubt it) my speed has improved. I plan to take it down to 30 seconds if possible - because really, that's how fast some of my cousins shower - but personal hygiene might be a necessary sacrifice. hm. And to think I used to take 1 hour long showers in primary school -.- the water bill... it must have been terrible.