Dream away...

Violin
To play a violin in your dream denotes honor, distinction and refinement. You will be well recognized for your work.

What impact do our dreams leave us? What do the even mean? Such is a mystery to many.
I myself do not know why I dream such dreams, or even know how my subconscious communicates with me to tell me it's thoughts.

On average, a person has around 4-7 dreams which last for 60-90 minutes over a sleeping period called REM (Rapid Eye Movement.) We all have dreams at least several times a night but we say we never had any dreams because we do not remember them.

I want to have lucid dreams one day. Dreaming is the only realm in which reality and fantasy merge to create a world where your imagination comes to life.

Having adventures in my dreams bring thrill to my life once more and also it gives me a sense of excitement and bliss. There is no other time when I find myself doing whatever I truly wish, with feeling of action and humor dancing in harmony. Or well... Neah.
No one knows me better than me. Believe me...

One being can harbor quite a lot of thoughts and desires you know?

Puppet.

Persona!

Heyo~~
'tis already the first Tuesday of holidays and I have played 21 hours of ps2. And this time, it is the works of a well known game called Persona 4. The persona series are all from a game named 'Shin Megami Tensei', with Persona being a different battle style to other SMT games. With persona 3 having a hit with fellow PlayStation gamers, it is safe to say that persona 4 is the latest and most successful game out of the persona series.

For starters, I can't get the background music out of my head. No joke. It sticks to your mind better than superglue to curious fingers.

In Persona , there are five different aspects of characteristics or skills that you can improve as you do various activities and interact with characters. Out of knowledge, courage, diligence, understanding and expression, I find courage the most misleading skill.

For example.

"There is a bottle of expired milk in the fridge. Drink it?"

"..."

"You drank the expired milk and did not feel so well after. Your courage has increased."

Dear protagonist,
There is a fine line between courage and stupidity.
Drinking expired milk is indeed a brave feat but mind you, don't go complaining to the producers when you end up in hospital for food poisoning.

Hmm... Maybe some knowledge is lacking in your chart of skills.

Good luck. =_=

Sincerely,
Puppet.

Nekotalia Boredom~

Haha~ yesterday my friend and I were sewing up some fleece hats when we found a whole pile of spare kitty hat fabric.
Whut.
The.
Heck.
D:

So then... We decided to waste all the fabric!!
First up, we decided to make a Germouser set (hat and Germany scarf)~ Being the lazy me, I decided to make a pocket so that I won't have to waste so much thread sewing up the flag stripes~

I wouldn't be so sure to say that America cat's set would be up next... 50 stars. @_@
So we are going to work on Sweden, China and Austria ^^
(We had to use up all the red, blue and white fabric ^^)
Which means that we are also considering Russia and France X3

See ya!
Puppet.

P.s. I never said I was a good seamstress. =3=

SJK (C) Tun Tan Cheng Lock.

This is all far to nostalgic.
Hello.
Remember me?
I bet everyone forgot. But I still remembered.
The good old days as a junior and running for the class representative. （班长）

I was unpacking into my new room and newly acquired desk when I found my old phone book. Flicking through the tiny creased pages I found myself staring at the names of all my old friends.

It hurts.
Every time I think about my incomplete stories, it brings a sledgehammer to smash that fragile memory I hold now unfixable in my hands. I feel like I am turning the leaves, page by page, to suddenly find the rest of book torn.

So Lok Jia Yi of 6M (2008),
do you happen to remember a girl that left before exams at standard two?
Because it is better to leave the past as it is.
Have fun in Malaysia, your home country- no, our home country,
and have fun forgetting me for the rest of your life.

Sincerely,
Kelly Siew Ke Li of 2M (2004)

Herro. C:

Rawr~!
Liking the new layout? :D

CA: "Yes! :D"

I've always wanted to change the theme.... Black was getting a bit bland. =3=
So what do you think?
I was actually planning on somthing more destiny island-espue but ths will do ^^

Ja matta ne~
Puppet.

Queen's Garden.

\sigh.
I feel... Light.
Really, really light.
Maybe I blew off a little too much steam, but I guess its better than trying to manage a hot head again..

It feels nice to be able to think clearly again. Who cares if I don't know what I want for tomorrow? I'll face it when the day comes.
Time can work its magic... Right?

I have finally rekindled a fail trait in me. My horrible painting skills.
I can't make head or tails with anything. Full stop.
Just staring at my badly painted hibiscus kinda put me off painting... So I just took my brush, washed it and soaked it in water, wet the hibiscus and simple wiped it off with a piece of tissue.
Lekxky, you are one smart cookie. =_=
\facepalm

Then, I realized that it looked kinda cool with the paint stain. So I wanted to make a burnt effect. (Stares at stove behind me)
That... Did not work.
The it started sizzling because I left my painting on a burning hot stove.
Once again, I would never cease to amuse myself whilst trying to destroy the house. =_=

I won't ask myself about my Japanese external tomorrow.
Ignorance is bliss.... For now. C:

Adieu,
Puppet.

Aftermath.

I didn't prepare and lost. Instead of enduring with the loss, I let fear overcome myself. Fear leads to obsession with power, obsession beckons darkness. In the end, who suffered? Me.

I have no right to throw the cold shoulder to anyone.

What else is darkness but hate and rage?

I'm sorry.

母。御免なさい。本当に、私は未熟な人だった。残念な事をしました。
本当に、本当に、御免なさい。
許して下さい！

Reflection.

Pride. Honor. Endurance.

Long ago, mankind have been living their lives in hopes of acceptance, in hopes of being one of them. The women and children stayed at home and tend to house chores, waiting for the head of the family to arrive home from a long day's work. To be able to bring bread to the table and work from dawn to dusk was an important job. To be able to draw swords and fight for your country was called an honor.

A girl's way of gaining honor was to make her parents proud. Back then, when girls dared not stand up, they were taught the basics of home economics, but never philosophy. However, today is a different day. Women are able to climb to the top and show the world their achievements, able to bring honor to their families.

I want to arrive home every day, knowing that my parents are proud of what I have done. I want to sleep each night, knowing that my parents are able to enjoy the fruits of their hard work and that they have raised their child well. This world today is brimming with opportunities to seek and chances to grab.No longer will I ever bring shame to my family name.

I will fight for my country with fruit of the spirit and the waters of knowledge and wisdom. For the pen is mightier that the sword, and words sharper than any obsidian dagger. Mama please do not weep anymore, for the clouds and guardians above weep with you. One day, I will return home from a long journey and you will see. You will see your child all grown up. All that effort put into a small seed nurtured with love, water and sunshine will bloom into flower.

Mum, Dad, I am ready to bring honor to your name.

"I used up all my sick leaves and called in dead."

I seriously cannot wait any longer for holidays.
Because of music being on the last day of NCEA, I am unable to rest in peace. Every time I think of my year 10 days' end creeping in closer and closer, I end up thinking about all the work to do. Work, work work.

This is by far the shortest blog post I've ever had. Maybe its because I don't have much to write about these days... Things have been the same old average Joe.

P.s. Hello Nadiah. Liking my blog so far? =_=

Just the way you are.

Do not mistake this post for a Bruno Mars fanatic entry; for the title has a non-music related meaning, but a short piece of thought. A thought about two people, soon to be friends.

I'm fine with you just the way you are. Your smile, your laughter, everything. I'm fine with the way that you don't even know me, with the fact that we are not even newly acquainted friends. I just wish to exchange words with you for the first time. A simple hello or a complex introduction. All I ever received was a courteous wave at a distance. You may not remember those few seconds, but I did. It became a memory.

Why.

The angels above are toying with time. With fate.
No matter what I do, I always end up being further and further away. [Please excuse my undeveloped grammar; it is a work in progress]

I stand from a far, sleeping, dreaming, waiting.
When will that day come?

The day,
in which we join hands and smile together.

Once Upon a Time [Pt.1]

Once Upon a Time there was a young man called France. He owned a beautiful house with bountiful flora and he was a well respected man. Many women had swooned over him and men envied his prosperity.

But dear France was admired from a distance. The man was renowned for his exceptional culinary skills and hand crafted works of art only to be isolated. Until that one day.

'Twas a blissful morning as dawn broke and dew glistened.France was strolling down a quiet park carrying some art supplies when he saw a lady weeping. He asked her what was wrong. She simply stared.

"Please miss, I am merely trying to be of assistance." He reasoned.
The lady opened her mouth but she could not speak. Realizing that she was mute, France took a piece of paper, a pencil and handed it to the lady.

"I'm alone." She wrote.

France understood the lady and empathized her. He invited her to tea at a nearby cafe but she politely refused and left. Unable to resist curiosity, France ran and stopped her.

"Please."

The lady stared at France and nodded with a smile. Ecstatic because of her acceptance, the elated man held the lady's wrist and briskly walked whilst chattering away.

After observing carefully, France saw that the woman was in fact, very beautiful. She had mousy curled locks and deep cucumber green eyes. He asked her questions slowly and carefully and she was happy to answer them one by one.
"My name is Isabella Eiffel"
"I am 21 years old"

Curious by her actions, France asked one more question.
"Why are you willing to answer my questions? Are you not scared because I am a stranger?"

The lady raised a brow and giggled. She played with the pencil by spinning it between her fingers and began scribbling on the messy piece of paper.

"But you are my friend. Someone I can trust, are you not?"

The young man stared at Isabella's reply. She certainly was a daring young woman. Sipping his espresso, France smiled and nodded. They shared a few more words, exchanged phone numbers and parted way.

*~*

To Be Continued.

Ai

What is love?

There are many forms of love. For starters let’s put it into a simpler form.

1. Yui loves cake (OH MY GOSH ME TOO! :D )

2. Yui loves her family

3. Yui loves a guy.

See what I mean?

In my opinion, love is a word mentioned too much. We have to admit it. Now or never. I find myself going through my usual schedule at school and there is probably not even one day in which I do not hear that one syllable, four lettered word. Do not mistake me as a heartless fool who jests sarcastically about ‘the meaning of life’ or other philosophical ideas. I’d rather live in a world of meaning and cherished motives than to drown in a torrent of attention-seeking love.

Maybe I’m exaggerating too much. But just maybe. Maybe, one day I’ll seek a way to cherish-

Scratch that. My ranting had been as trivial as a dog chasing its own tail. Everything I wanted, everything I love, everything I ever desired; it begins with just the small things. The things that make life worth that extra laugh, extra effort and maybe even that extra smile. You may not notice this, but I like the way everything just…. Fits. Exactly like the last and final jigsaw piece, or maybe an old box of childhood items you discovered as you blow the dust away from the still framed memories in your mind. That sense of peace of mind simply brings the soul to ease.

Don’t try to be someone you’re not. Neither do you blame your past for what you are today. Be careful of what you think! Because you are what you think. Keep a close eye on your open minded box and also peer out into the world to gain inspiration and ideas. I love listening. Whether it be music or insightful chatter, it pays stop everything and just listen. We were created with two ears and one mouth for a purpose.

Up there, was what I wrote on word document being deprived of internet. =_=

Read and be amused/inspired,weirded out? :3

Puppet~

Studying the art of studying.

Hello blog~!

It has been an age since I posted a blog.... And now is the time to get my fingers typing away! [coughatschoolcough cough.....]

So far the new house has been spendid~ It still smells of fresh paint and sometimes the odd stench of poisonous varnish, but its nice and homely. I can't believe that I am actually still alive without a week of domestic internet... Which is why here I am, cooped up on a laggy school computer, typing away my little life on blogger~

At chamber orchestra, I was late because I woke up terribly late... To be honest, I WILL blame all the hectic dreams I've been having for a few days straight. (The 'dreams' side blog will be updated shortly after school :D ). So yeah, I woke up late and rushed all the way to school... Sheepishly stepping into the music room and slipping into my seat.

Safe! C:

This Friday, is mock exam day.

I need, need, need, need, NEED to study.

Problem: I (As an unevolved [attention span wise] creature) cannot comprehend the meaning of 'Studying'.

To-Do list:

[Jap]Vocab

[Jap]Structure

[Jap]Reading

[Eng]Reading, writing, dying.

[Mus]Practice my violin, not the piano. OTL

[Art]Painting....

Yeah. Well... I'm screwed. I don't even know why I bother making a list when I don't even follow them. <- [Thats bad. REAL bad.]

Oh yeah. Tomorrow is also the last day of the interclub season!! I'm so excited cause then I'll be FREE!!! Although I'm not really looking forward to singles ladder next year.... Hope I get into a good team! Also... In three weeks its Nationals!! :D

Study study study~!

Now: Working on Composition

Thinking: "Me sooo Hungee... ;_; "

Before: All of the above.

Later: Going to practice violin

Action:Dying

Reaction: Still Dying. OTL

I think I'll take a rest for now.

Until then~

Adieu.

Puppet~

Ten. -> Tennutto -> Tenderly....?!

Ahahaha!
On Monday we had a test on 'Non piu Andrai' in 'The marriage of Figaro' and I must say, it was the most amusing tests of all I've observed!

Last week, studying the score for 'Non piu Andrai':
Of course I knew there was going to be a test on Monday! But I didn't mean to go as far as not studying and head banging myself during the test... It was a bit too last minute for me I must say. But it certainly was a thrill to run into something like this that was worth four credits out of twenty-four. Music classes had never been more fun.

Last week, few days before the test:
Our teacher had given us sheets about Mozart and his life story. Basically this was a summary:
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart was born in 1756 in Saltzburg, Austria and died at 1791 in Vienna, Austria.
I am sheepishly proud that this was the beginning of one of my merit level questions, "write a short summary of Mozart's life."

Saturday:
I had a badminton tournament which was fun~ After that, I was invited to team 2's training which was known to be intense and extreme. My friends told me that unless I listened, shut up and did as I was told, I would never survive. Not even a second.
And here I am, alive and well! :D
My peers rated my performance and 'survival skills' as a 4/10 but I guess practice makes perfect right?

Sunday:
Speaking of practice, on Sunday I made cupcakes which had icing that tasted "Like dishwater's vomit", quoted by my sister. I think I beat it for too long, but I guess its a good sign to downgrade some of the recipes I try out. Maybe I should start with something more simple as shortbread.
Study? For the test on Monday?
Psh. I'd rather watch anime in my cozy bed all day. It IS a Sunday after all! :D
I also found this lovely picture for my desktop screensaver~
Just Google images 'Green tea' and you should come up with this lovely picture!















Monday:
Ohh sheeeet.
WHAT DO I DO?!?!
I woke up mentally sweating a cold bead of sweat panicking. No biggie, I'll just study before the test!

Morning tea:
Oh my god, 20 minutes to cram all these stuff into my weeny little brain! D:
We had a cram group in the library studying for the test, panicking together, praying together, joking about writing each other's wills.... Wait.
That wasn't the write time to chat!!

After the test:
I feel as if my soul left my body and would never come back. We all rushed to each other screaming about the test and what we wrote down.

Well.. I'm glad to say that I walk out of class squealing with joy as I got an excellence so hurrah!!

It is already night time so I shall retire for now.
Night! :3
Lekxly.

＜＜ヘたれのイタリア。＞＞

The title is simply an expansion of the manga 'Hetalia', with 'Heta' meaning unskilled or incompetent, and Italy.

I am rather amused at people commenting about how they started enjoying history/geo/social studies more after watching the anime or reading the manga. And its actually true.

To my surprise even I have been paying more attention to class. I think it is also because Hidekaz Himaruya personifies all the countries in such a comical and amusing manner that it gets you interested in learning the relationships between each character.

Although some maybe be offending to viewers (i.e. The character 'Korea' was banned because Korea was complaining that the character was developed poorly with an insulting personality and that his traditional outfit was badly drawn.) I think its a good way to get yourself a mix of entertainment and small history lesson.

For example,

Haha~
This is somewhat true ~!


I also learnt that...

• America was raised by Britain before they tried seceding and succeeded after the war.
• During a war, the Italian army takes a week to travel a certain distance. When retreating, the Italian army would travel the same distance they would travel in a week, in one day.
  
• Sealand is the smallest country in the world with the population of four people. The problem is that because it is so small, not one country would recognize Sealand as a country.
• Austria is a country was strong in arts and music. When war was about to break because of Prussia, they were debating over whether to bring an orchestra over to the battlefield with them.
• Switzerland is economically and financially stable because of the amount of hard work they had to put in to produce one of the best banks and economic system. Switzerland always had to depend on other countries for food supplies because it was initially a barren land which you couldn't grow fertile crops, unlike Italy or France.

And so on so forth.
I also learnt where certain countries are in Europe... Instead of recognizing a big lump of land next to Russia. =3=

I hope there would be a 'Malaysia' in the manga... I wonder what he/she'll look like!
Maybe Malaysia would be wearing a Sarong? O:

Also... Philosophy.
Talking about thinking.
"Some people would rather die than think. And they do!" - A quote on the wall in school L block.
I don't see why people would dislike dwelling deep in the topic of paradoxes. Philosophy is an amazing thing in which you discuss your opinion on a subject and gain knowledge by sharing and exchanging different ways at looking at ideas. I am glad I am living a life of curiosity. To always ask 'why?', to strive and discover new ideas and create healthy mind.

"Great minds discuss ideas. Average minds discuss events, and small minds discuss people." -Elanor Roosevelt.

I loved my childhood times. Especially when I was around 4-6. Because I knew nothing. I'm not saying its a good thing, but because of that, I asked. This is a bit foggy at the back of my mind, but on average, a 4 or 5 year old kid would ask around 100-400 questions a day.

I miss the times when every night I would carry out the chess set with round pieces as big as a third of my palm, and I would play a game of chess with my dad. Living a life with peace of mind really is the life. Now, everything depends on what you know. I feel confined because of the overall syllabus teaching you straight forward ideas, theorems and formulas. To tell you the truth, I find creativity from my childhood cartoons and voiceless music.

Our mind is like a big canvas. When I was four, I imagined a canvas that was pure white as snow, with small blotches of primary colours here and there. Now, it is as if the canvas is soaked with paint, crayon, ink, all sorts of medium. Do you know when you have your set of colours, and when you mix them all up to make one colour it makes a gloomy, grey colour? Sure, its fantastic that you have so many colours. But when its lumped into a big thing like that?
"Everything must be in moderation, even moderation itself." -Anonymous

I believe that words, sight and knowledge is important.
With words, you can write what you see, and gain ideas.
With sight, you can read the world and mother nature as she is, and be inspired.
With knowledge, the eye will widen, drowning in wonder and the hand will scribe fountains of life.

So drink from the streams of clear gleaming liquid, for if you stain yourself with the muddy waters from the depths of the well, the brush will be sinned and the canvas polluted.