Dear mum.

おかあさまへ、

The words just get trampled by your nagging.
Heh. It just seems like the words simple roll off my tongue but were never heard. I never liked your comments. They always seemed to be as if you expected me to fly the next day.

For a split second, I thought that it would be fine if I simply slipped anyways. Who cares if the shadow is hurt.

Thats right. I'm just a simple shadow. Nothing goes wrong If I get things thrown at me, or if I get shouted at. Nothing. I simply follow behind like a shell.

I guess nothing is ever good enough for you.

Pavement Art.

So this Friday is going to be the day of our school's annual Pavement Art day. I signed up with a couple of my friend and we are pumped!

We are going to attempt a 3-D drawing and it is going to be a challenge but we are determined to pull it off. Searching on the school computers for tutorials and flat pictures of the result, I'm sure that we will be able to pull off a satisfying illusion!

Here is an example of what were were aiming to do initially.


Happy drawing!
Puppet.

Wow.

This is.... Very interesting.
I just came back from watching a movie (Limitless). I would say that it was.... Gosh.
It wasn't Toy Story 3 good. Neither was it... Horrible.
I guess out of a scale of 1-10 (10 being mind blastingly awesome)
It would be a 6/10.

Although the 'Limitless' pill in the movie was not real, the effects got me thinking about what I could do and all the possibilities I could hold. The pill simple does some sort of 'awakening process' and you were able to access 100% of your brain. The main character described it as a driving force wanting to get work done. I guess if you put it into a realistic situation, that kind of attitude doesn't really need some sort of magic pill to work. People all around the world have been working off their butts wanting to see a change in their community. That really got me thinking: "If I had that sort of drive to get work done, I'm sure these internals would just pass by like a summer breeze."

So I will work hard. And I will pull my head up to optimism.
私は一所懸命にがんばって、インタナールをする！　Fight-o!

But other than that.... Sabah. My gosh I would hug you a million times right now if I could. Your godly English help was fantastic. Because I am stubborn as a mule, I never even crossed past the thought of changing my seminar's focus question entirely. Many thanks.

History: So far so good. Just had an info swap with L. I am on a roll.
Gotta keep the cheese rolling up the hill to get it coming down smoothly right?
[Please don't ask. It just popped out of no-where.]

Puppet.

Enharmonica

Have you seen my new found interest?
A hu hu.
Its back to POKEMON!!
Since black/white (dusk/dawn) is already out, I began to do a little bit of research.

First discovery of research.
N = <3 cheren=" Intellect" touko=" Actually">Lampure->Chandelure
Candle->Lamp->Chandelier.

Well I guess its not as bad as the starter pokemon... But I are still disappoint. D:<

Formally, a Menger sponge can be defined as follows:

where M₀ is the unit cube and

Which then brings me to talk about 'Enharmionics' as well. Smart way to describe N =w=
Long story short: N is the 'king' of Team Plasma and they believe that Pokemon and Humans should be treated equally. (Communism?)

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Enharmonic

In Pythagorean tuning, all pitches are generated from a series of justly tuned perfect fifths, each with a ratio of 3 to 2. If the first note in the series is an A♭, the twelfth note in the series, G♯, will be higher than the seventh octave (octave = ratio of 1 to 2, seven octaves is 1 to 2⁷ = 128) of the A♭ by a small interval called a Pythagorean comma. This interval is expressed mathematically as:

Don't worry. My guess is as good as yours. So just sit back, relax, and just smile and nod. :D

P.s. N is the pretty one to the right with luscious green hair. >w<


Puppet.

On the funner side...

I found this amazing tri-coloured colour pencil down at the spare room. It was a thick, triangular, colour pencil with a core consisting of a red, blue and yellow mixed lead.

Amazing huh?!

Then I started searching up some of the similar pencils, wondering if there were other amazing colours.

Turns out I was right.
:D

Puppet

Museum.

So yesterday after school and today in the afternoon, I spent an hour or so researching about the Passchendaele battles and New Zealand's involvement with World War 1. To be honest, I am thoroughly slapped awake, back into the reality. In this world, you either live or die. Sad, yet true.

The Third Battle of Ypres (Pronounced 'Yeep.' and rhymes with 'meep.' :D) was the battle in which more that 3,000 New Zealand soldiers' lives were lost.

GRACE is the awesome-est sister in the world!!!!!! love, sister kelly

Yes, sis, we all know how awesome of a sister you are. =_=
\locks her up in the janitor's closet.


So moving on... Off topic. :D

Rats.
Our house is now, sadly, the new home of these.. Dirty, thieving rats.

I am disappointed.
Ugh. Not only is it degrading living with that thing, knowing that it creeps around our kitchen cabinets at night, but it is also very irritating knowing that they ate our RICE and pooped on our garlic and ginger.

There are three things that make my asian dinners so... Beautifully 'azn'.
1.Rice
2.Garlic
3.Ginger
4.RICE.

NO ONE CROSSES ME AND MY RICE.
Seriously.
During year 10 camp, I was a bit 'off' per se, without my regular intake of rice. The camp was three days long.

Dear Rat,
Out. OUT NOW.
I WILL NOT TOLERATE THIS EATING OF RICE BY YOU RODENTS!

Puppet.

Done.

I finished. :D

Describe at least one technique that helped make the writer's idea(s) clear to you in each text. Explain why the technique(s) made the idea(s) clear to you in each text.

In the two texts David by Bub Bridger and Ursula at Parakakariki by Fiona Farrell, the important idea of growing up was shown through the use of language. Striking techniques such as contrast, symbolism and metaphor helped both writers highlight the idea of growing up effectively.

Ursula at Parakakariki is about a young girl leaving home to begin her new journey. Farrell used an extended metaphor to compare Ursula to a white bird, eager to leave home and take flight. “(S)he rises in feathers, she rises alone” This comparison is then later developed through the poem with the repetition of the word “Feather”. (e.g. “(R)ises in feathers… (F)eathered in soft rain, feathered in light.”)The Idea of growing up is highlighted with extended metaphor, giving readers an image of Ursula preparing herself, ready to “Fly”.

David by Bub Bridger is about a mother growing to love her son. Bridger uses symbolism and describes the mother and son’s love with a Viyella blanket. “The Viyella blanket I wrapped you in… (N)ot knowing or (c)aring what you looked like” This quote showed readers that David still loved his mother unconditionally, knowing that she would return the affection back. This symbol of love is then further developed later into the poem “One day I would wake up to a love so easy… (W)raps around me like your Viyella Blanket.” The idea of growing up is shown to the reader through the simple child-like love between David and his mother portrayed as a Viyella blanket.

Contrast was also used in the two texts to show the idea of growing up. Farrell uses the contrast between stepping “(F)rom land to thin bright air” to show a strong imagery of Ursula stepping away from the comfort of her home, taking flight into unstable, perilous skies. This highlights that Ursula’s journey is going to be different without her mother’s guidance. Similarly, Bridger uses contrast to compare her “(B)ig-headed (b)ullet of a boy” son to her first perfect daughter, “(T)hat flower that pale angel” This contrast shows readers that David’s mother was unable to love him at first because he was a big headed son unlike her other fragile innocent daughter. Growing up was evident in this contrast because David’s mother was judging her son by his appearance, unaware of the simple but effective love he was able to give her later in the poem.

The Idea of growing up was dimnant in the two texts by Farrell and Bridger. Ursula at Parakakariki and David had language features such as metaphor, symbolism and contrast to help readers understand the changes we undergo when growing up.

Word count: 436

Please give me a score~
N [ ] (Not Achieved)
A [ ](Achieved)
M[ ](Merit)
E [ ](Excellence)

ありがとうございました～
Puppet.

Thoughts.

A lot of things are in mind at the moment. I'll just course through the contents of the post for now.

-Earthquake
-Ugh.
-Life
-Extras.


Lets start with the most solemn news...
Earthquake.
As you all know, there was a 8.9 magnitude earthquake over at Japan. It is shocking. Right now I am at loss for words, to be honest. The sheer terror and strength of the tsunami which hit the north eastern coast of Japan is phenomenal. May God be with them at their time of utmost need.

Ugh. Out of all weekends, my parents chose this one to spend it in a sulphur stinking town. No offense. I just can't stand the smell of rotten egg. The spas are fabulous, its just the smell that puts me off.

Life. Continued from the paragraph above, this weekend was one of the most cultural ones I was gonna experience. Saturday was Fia Fia night and Sunday was Japan day. Wry?! Gosh. At least Monday I'll be going to the museum for History research. Fun fun.

Extras.
Khr: Proness. :D
Art: Taken some lovely landscape pictures, painting to be done when free time is available.
History: Passchendaele, here I come =w=
Japanese: Time for essay writing power leveling. And speaking of power leveling..

Lol.

So true, so true.
And on this note, I shall end the post~

Ciao~
Puppet.

もみじ

もみじ、or also known as 'Momiji' when pronounced in romaji, is the japanese word for a maple tree.

So yes, this post is about Autumn. Although March is still classified as Summer, I'd say otherwise. For the past few days, the mornings have been chilly. I actually used my jumper, and it has a huge gaping hole at the back. =_=

Moving along, art. I know that I have been dragging on this topic for a while now but I am nervous. I admit it. I am nervous about taking art next year. After observing what everyone else was doing to get that desired quality of work, I got intimidated and scared by their passion and dying will for art.

Then I started questioning myself. Do I really love art? Is this all just an illusion to satisfy my desires to relax and create? Apparently year 12 art is more... free. I'll just keep on telling myself that. There's nothing more fulfilling that a good thought in mind right?

Math. I got excellenceeee. :D
Squee.

Aim: Try not to be such an ass and hyperventilate because I think I will azn fail. I feel bad now.

So far: 53 excellence credits. YAY~
7 MORE TO GOOOO :D

Puppet.

Nostalgia.

What puts you at ease to remember the good old times? For me, its when I sit down with peace of mind and listen to soothing music. One of the most emotional pieces of music I've ever listened to is Tifa's theme. It really shows character and a sense of belonging. Tifa Lockheart was the kind of person who really cared. I mean.. The way her theme was phrased made me feel somewhat homesick. The notes all float upwards towards the surface, as if asking a question.

"Will I ever get to see everyone else back there again?"
"Of course you will you silly."

I love this song because.. There's always a soothing reply giggling back at you.

ティファ: 逃げないで、一緒に闘わない？

Tifa: Why not quit running, and let’s fight this together?

ティファ: みんなで助け合って、がんばろうよ

Tifa: If everyone helps each other, we can do it.

ティファ: 本当の家族じゃないから、ダメか

Tifa: Or maybe not, since we’re not a real family?

クラウド: 俺には誰も助けられないと思うんだ。家族だろうが、仲間だろうが・・・ 誰も

Cloud : I know I’m not fit to help anyone. Not my family, not my friends… No one.

ティファ: ズルズルズルズル

Tifa : "Zuru Zuru"- An onomatopoeia for a dragging sound

ティファ: ズルズルズルズル！

Tifa: Such a heavy, heavy weight!

レノ: いつまで引きずってるんだ、と

Reno : How long ya gonna carry that weight, yo?

Remember. No one is ever alone. Even in a busy crowd, it is easy to feel the emotion of loneliness. But whenever you feel like no one understands you or know how you feel, people will be there for you. Your family, friends, help will always be by your side. Don't bother carrying all that weight by yourself.

仲間が仲間から、君が泣かないね。
私たちは一緒にあなた困難事を闘う～

エアリス: もう、だいじょうぶ、だね

Aeris: It will be okay, right?

クラウド:　うん。俺は・・・一人じゃない

Cloud： Yeah. I’m… I’m not alone.

まったね。
Puppet

Celebrations.

ISN'T THIS KITTY SO CUTEEEE?!
\dies

Yes, tomorrow is my first internal. To be honest I am quite tentative about changing the title. I am celebrating this event because I can get it over and done with. But then again I do get a bit nervous. Don't worry. I'LL DO FINE. :D

Random rant: What the heck. According to one of my old school friends, I know a lot of people. You lie. =-=

Ahaha. I just realized how entertaining it is to tutor a junior. It does help me in some sort of way. \cracks up.

IN PERSONA 4 SOUJI TUTORS THIS KID. 8D
\slapped/

My apologies. This post is basically my 'blah blah' post haha. Nothing too inspirational or deep here. Neither is it strongly based around anything. X3

During the weekends: I made this crazy card which opens up over and over again. Its hard to explain but its just so fascinating :D

Ciao~
Puppet.

Music to the ears.

What sounds like music to your ears?

Is it the sweet laughter of the joke you just told? Or maybe the sound of bow to strings and fingers to keys?

Recently I was watching tv and this Cadbury advertisement asked the audience: "What does joy sound like? Think about it." It is safe to say that this was one of the ads that really got me thinking hard. However, at the moment joy sounds like music to me.

Next Friday, our chamber orchestra is going to perform at the government house and I am terribly excited. We will be performing pieces from J.S. Bach's Suite no.2. Trying to go to sleep, I was thinking and awful lot about what I find joy in. I guess creating art and music really eases my nerves and lets me enjoy my creative side. Choosing options which were made for writing formulas, essays, reviews and speeches really made me think about what my hands really like to do. I enjoy the swift flicks and strokes of a brush and zig-zagged shading of my mechanical pencil.

Searching up the word 'enjoy', I found different meanings of happiness. Some said that to enjoy is to experience happiness or even finding satisfaction.

I, on the other hand, find enjoyment to be a form of 'enlightening joy'.

Laughter.
Chatter.
Excitement.
Peace of mind.
Success.
Friendship.
Broken silence.

What does joy sound like to you? Think about it.

Puppet.

Dear miss.

Dear Miss,

I don't know why but I'm not the best at English. I do try my best, but my best always seem to scrape off the edges of a pass. I can't say that being and avid reader is my hobby, but I do read as much as possible. It seems that possible is always not enough.

I won't complain about your standards, neither will I compare and contrast. You are you, and I am me. Everyone is born different. Grouping everyone together and tagging us as 'the bad class' was a bit shocking for me. Sometimes I even wonder if I was bad. I won't blame you if you hated me because I didn't do my homework. I know- hate is a strong word.

"But there are always good people in a bad class." .... Right?

You once told me that my voice was soft, that people needed to scream out their opinions just to be heard. Well I wasn't sure if I was heard often, but life sure is tough. I want to be the good girl of the class, as stupid as that sounds. I want to share my opinions without being sneered and scoffed at. Not only is it intimidating to be lumped with those girls, learning just isn't as fun as it used to be. I also want to listen to your deep literary thoughts and respond to them in an educated way. You don't deserve to yell every lesson.

This piece of writing may not be of your standards, nor will it be read by you, I highly doubt. Although, fate, luck and chance is an odd thing.

Sincerely,
The Puppet of the Bad Class.

Survival of the fittest.

At the moment, I am surviving on blogspot (\o/), Fanfiction, music, my weekly shonen jump and a smidge of Facebook. Its actually a significant cut in 'awesome time' compared to last year. Year 11 really isn't as easy as I though it would be in terms on what the teachers expect of you. Homework is a hard thing for me to get used to. However, I did used to do homework everyday back in SJK TTCL....

I am thoroughly excited for Japan day and year12 art. Some of the seniors who took art told me that it was somewhat based around your concept more that your skills. Honestly, that made me a bit... Relieved. I knew that I wasn't the best at painting and whatnot, but I do come up with creative ideas. Sometimes creative goes overboard and evolves into craziness. :D

Christchurch is still a tad shaken from the earthquake with around 160 deaths and an expected of 220 deaths. May God be with them at their time of need. Just watching the clips and news reports of the monstrous natural disaster really gets people back up on their feet. What a 6.3 earthquake struck your city?

The home and classroom was a bit solemn around the time of the incident. I don't blame them.

Puppet.

けいー音部～

Yahoooo~ Today was a blast C:
Showing K-on! for anime club was a hit. There were a lot of laughing going on so I'm hoping that everyone likes it. One of my friends looked either very tired and bored. She said that she didn't laugh at all and found it boring instead. D:

Maybe she was a bit stressed with work? I know I am at the moment. :L
Right now, it is... 12:24 am. And I just finished my math and history homework with much effort. I still have my darned English essay/crap left. And also Physics physics. I seriously don't get it. Ugh.

I honesty can't wait till the weekends arrive. Not only will I be able to catch up on the weekly shonen jump, (OMG KHR <3 ) I'll also be able to catch up on my mountain load of papers that they seem to call 'homework'. Sadly, I fail to comprehend that procrastination is a bad habit, which is why I have devised a simple way to tackle my problem. I have a small slyvanian families tea set and whenever I would feel like going out of my room and into the world of unlimited distractions, I would merely set up the tea set for a while, get bored, and then go back to work. Oddly, it seems to work. For now.

Ahaha.
Listening to: Yesterday by Leona Lewis (I know. Its epicly old. I seem to have found all my ancient music haha)

Puppet.

Reflections on success.

Success is a form of accomplishment. I believe that it is a feeling of satisfaction and achievement. To succeed is to pass with flying colours in my perspective. Everyone has a different aim or goal that they want to excel in.

Everyone is made different with different hobbies and characteristics. Our goals are shaped around our personality and our concept of success is viewed in reference to our goals; Personal, Academic or Careers-wise.

Puppet.

Doodle dee, doodle dah.

A hu hu. my doodling skills have leveled up. Instead of drawing stick people, I have somewhat learnt how to draw people from a side angle (mind you, without the eyes....) I do admit that drawing eyes is my problem. I intend to practice that for the time being, resisting myself from drawing a crap impression/sketch of mission bay. Yes, Mt. Rangitoto had snow on the top. It reminded me of Mt. Fuji instead. Ahaha~

It is also safe to say that my brain is fried from all the homework overload. I know, I know. I'm not supposed to complain since I'm not even feeling real stress. But I guess procrastination really does push it.

Comic: I so agree with it. Haha.


If you can't read it, (Of course not. Its so damn small it makes Edward Elric look big.) right-click and choose 'Open in a new tab/window'. There is a zoom button when you click on the picture :D

それだけだ。
まったね～～
Puppet.