For we must all learn to howl.

It has been far, far too long since I last blogged. A thousand apologies.... :( Okay, here's what's been happening so far... 1. My MSTs (MidSem Tests) are OVER. Whoohoo!!! :D I only had two papers, to be honest, not like some of my friends who had, what, 4 or 5 papers, but I was just as stressed. I mean, I wanted to do well regardless of how many (or few) papers I was taking! :) All the same, I hope everyone did well for their MSTs! Hopefully we'll get the grades we want! 2. My Itunes crashed again. Yes, even after I fixed it like one week ago. Joy. So again, I'm not letting my iPod (my baby!!!!!) ANYWHERE near my laptop. >:( 3. I'm flying to China this Friday. I'm not looking forward to it, because I'm not a big fan of the country. But I'll try to keep a more positive outlook, mostly because my friends are all being so sweet and telling me that it's really not as bad as I think. Awww! :3 4. Oh, there's a Christmas present exchange with DramaT...

I am going to raise some serious hell with Apple when I call their hotline later. I swear I am going to raise some serious hell with them. Anyone who knows me knows exactly how important my music is to me. I would die without it. And when my iTunes crashed last semester, I sat in front of my laptop and cried. It may sound shallow and stupid, but that's how much I really do cherish my music and playlists. What the hell, I even call my ear/headphones my gear . It doesn't get better than that. And now, my iTunes has crashed on me again. SCREW ITUNES. It had crashed in front of me again, and I was devastated, even though I had a backup plan created just for this situation. It would take me about 3 weeks or so to get my playlists back up and running, but it was possible. And just ten minutes ago (I'm still in school) I'd downloaded the new version of iTunes because the internet connection in the school is pretty good, and I found out that my iTunes was wiped clean. Not a si...

IT'S PROM NIGHT. Well, not for me, but for my babe Xinyi. She's having her holidays now, and apparantly there's Prom tonight. Lucky girl!! :D I fully expect LOADS of Prom pictures. Muahahaha!!! I never got to go for Prom, but if Xinyi gets to go and she's happy..... I guess I'm happy too. <3

It's been way too long since I last blogged (Xinyi please don't kill me), but it's really been because I've had way too much on my plate, sigh! - Photography 6 pictures of HANDS (due next Tuesday) - Journalism article on coloured contact lenses (due this Friday) - MMP blog post on managerial interview (due this Friday) WHY IS EVERYTHING DUE SO SOON?!?!?!?! Hello, dying here!! >:( In all truth, the only place I have the time to update is on Twitter, hahaha. That would only be because it takes me what, five seconds to type something out and post it! And it's so difficult to get my butt online to blog, too, because I've been running around like a madwoman printing notes here, tutorial sheets there, and filling up my lecture slides, and completing my tutorial stuff, and then printing my script for drama (I'm ASM, oh god), and then having to take note of who goes where and what everyone does. Good lord! I've been sleeping around 1am too, so I'm really ...

Yes, this is similar to Xinyi's post, and also of the same name. But I feel that what she brought up in her post was something worth sharing too. We are geeks, nerds, losers, whatever society deems fit to call us. However, I just wonder: Who decides who's a geek or a loser? Who are the people who set the bar? I'm a nerd and proud of it, but I want to challenge this label. Who decides the labels of somebody else? Not only that, but why are those who are labelled as 'geeks' and 'losers' always ostracised? What makes us inferior to everyone else who is deemed 'cool' and 'popular'? What defines what is cool and popular, anyway? Following the crowd? Participating in the herd mentality? Molding your own personality to fit what is deemed 'socially acceptable'? Our world is fucked up. So many people watch "Glee". So many people watch it, and love it, and yet they don't get the message that is fighting to come through to all of...

I just went to my blog. I swear I just went, and I saw this tag by Xinyi telling me to UPDATE and also to listen to ViViD, which is this Visual Kei band from Tokyo. Trusting her, I went on to YouTube. The moment I clicked onto the links, the only thing I could think of was, "Oh God, Xinyi knows me very well." I LOVE YOU, GIRL! New band to fangirl over~~~~~~ I haven't been updating at all because I have very simply been way too busy. I have loads of schoolwork to do, and there is the Dreams production that Teatro is acting in (I'm a mime! WHOOHOO :D) and there are also my personal problems that I need to handle. It's taking everything I have to listen to those around me who actually care about me and listen to their advice to stay strong and not give in to the voices in my head. I have to hang in there. Moving on, there's Dreams this Friday in TP Auditorium 1! Tickets are $6 each, and I know that's a bit steep, but rest assured that it is worth the pain....

Today is Halloween, so here's wishing a Happy Halloween to everyone! Have a spooktacular day/night, muahahaha!!! I went to Universal Studios Singapore (USS) last night with my cousin to celebrate. I'd heard that after the Night Safari stopped its Halloween activities, Halloween Horror Nights was actually the spookiest, scariest, event to be found in Singapore. This is the picture that was used for the promotional activities: How deliciously terrifying. I'd had to persuade my parents to let me go and celebrate All Hallow's Eve for the first time in my seventeen miserable years (beg would have been a better word, truthfully), but at least they agreed. For all the dark stuff that I love, I'm actually rather easily scared, so I was feeling a little bit nervous about going. I'm so glad I didn't chicken out, though. The moment I saw what was in USS, I swear my heart just stopped. Past the entrance was this dark carnival-themed street, with red-and-green lights an...

Alright, I said some mean things in my last post, didn't I? Well, I apologise. I was in a snarky mood when I'd posted it. A few things to note. I know what I said about the people talking during the lectures. And I want to make this clear: I WAS NOT EAVESDROPPING. The people really were talking loud enough that I couldn't not hear them. And believe me, I was doing my best to concentrate on the lecturer. I have also never said that I don't talk during lectures. I do, especially when I get bored. As students, we all get bored during lectures and tutorials. If you don't, I take my hat off to you (no sarcasm here). Really, I admire those students who can give a hundred percent during lectures, because there has been many a time that I have found myself dozing off. So please understand that I have never said that I don't talk during lectures. There is nothing wrong with people talking during lectures/classes/tutorials/whatever. It's just that when they get too ...

Yep, school has officially started again for us. Yesterday was pretty much Day 1 of Semester 1.2, and these are my new subjects: - Persuasive Communication (PersComm, sounds fun) - Public Speaking (WHOOHOO!!!) - Photography (I'm a bit nervous about this) - Media Management Principles (MMP=SNOOZEFEST) - Journalism 2: Feature Writing (*cries with joy*) I'll admit my timetable isn't as packed as some others, but hey, that doesn't mean I'll be breezing through! Okay, yesterday was pretty much a two-hour PersComm lecture, then a four-hour break , then a one-hour Public Speaking lecture. For those of you who are under the impression that a four-hour equates to "WHOOHOO! LET'S PARTAYYYYY~", think again. That probably only applies to the Primary, Secondary and JC kids who would use a four-hour free period to sneak out of the classroom (or school, for some) and enjoy themselves. I am most definitely not enjoying the break, because we all know exactly how freaki...

Drama sessions are now changed to Wednesdays and Thursdays, as I recall posting recently. So, last Thursday was officially our unofficial Skirt/Dress Day! In all truth, it started only because I was so excited about this new skirt I'd bought (the red-and-black checkered one with the mesh) and was telling my drama friends about it two Wednesdays ago, so they started squealing and telling me that I should wear it for the next DramaTec session, and then they said that they could wear skirts too, and well... The idea kind of snowballed. Heh. I had to go to Bugis Street with Abigail (one of my drama baybehhs, heh) because she didn't have a skirt to wear. The shopping was pretty fun, in all truth~ And long story short, she got her skirt, yay! During the session, we all found exactly how troublesome it was to wear skirts to a drama session, especially when we had to move and all. But it was so fun, and we took so many pictures! Oh, if anyone is curious about what I wore, here's m...

School starts for me next Monday. I have no idea whether to look forward to it or to dread it. Sigh, a whole new semester, a whole new timetable. Well, a whole new attitude, too, then! I'm not gonna let haters bring me down! I'm a girl who's no pushover, and well, who cares what I wear, right? As long as I'm comfortable with it, and I like what I wear too, I'll be fine! Oh, I want to fangirl over this! BLACK VEIL BRIDES!!! They are freaking awesome! Here's what I got from wikipedia: They're a five-man glam metal band, and, well, I think Andy Biersack (he's the lead vocalist and also plays bass and keyboards) is really cute! *gushes* His confidence is really attractive, almost sexy hehehe. I just can't stop staring at him in this video! XD Well, I'll say no more. Have a listen to their first single, "Knives And Pens"! WARNING: There's a bit of screaming in this song, about six lines or so. It's nothing extreme, though, I promise!...

I have never really been a fan of shopping, but there are times when I spot something that I absolutely have to get my hands on, unless the price hurts my wallet too badly. Here are some of my recent purchases that I am hella proud of! I love these and cannot wait to wear them! <3 I know my photo-taking skills aren't good. I used a cameraphone, and I never claimed to possess awe-inspiring photo-taking skills, so sue me. ;)

Here's a short story I wrote recently, about a girl whose name I imagine to be Krystal. I'd been searching for her for a long time, because she appeared on the iPhone 3 casings when I didn't have an iPhone, and then when I got the iPhone 3, she completely disappeared, not even coming out in the iPhone 4 casings. And then, I managed to find her at some IT fair. Lucky me! Maybe I should explain why I keep referring to the iPhone casing as a 'she'. Well, for starters, it's a girl on the casing. It would be rude to call her a 'he', don't you think? Anyway, I'd very politely asked her (in my mind, of course, it would look strange for me to be talking to my phone casing out loud in public) what her name was, and she was so shy, it took her a week to trust me and tell me her name. Before you all assume that I'm completely out of my mind, let me explain. Again. When I say that I'm asking something for its name, I mean that I just quie...

I seem to fall in love with songs very easily. I'm no musician (I can't play any instrument), but I do love to sing, no matter how my off-key wailing may sound to others hehehe. Music has always been my comfort, the one thing that I can promise myself will never leave me. It has been with me through my darkest times (when I constantly battled with depression and nonstop suicidal thoughts, and actually contemplated cutting), and my loneliest nights, and times when I was simply terrified for reasons I shall not name. When I felt myself slipping over the edge of madness, my music was there to calm me down and ensure that I still knew who I was, at any rate. Here are some of my all-time favourites: "Yume no Tsubasa" and "A Song Of Storm And Fire" from TRC "Pandora Hearts" from Pandora Hearts "Numb" by Linkin Park "Fly" by Hilary Duff "Are You Ready" by Three Days Grace "Bohemian Rhapsody" by Queen "Zero Gra...

Because I'm bored and in the middle of waiting for episode 21 of Pandora Hearts to load (new favourite beside Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicles, simply because Yuki Kajiura is a muthafarking genius and the soundtrack composer for the series), I shall just list down whatever random thing pops into my mind. Hee. - I CANNOT WAIT FOR HALLOWEEN. - And I simply can't wait for this Sunday! I'm supercalifragilistically excited because I shall be going out for some much-needed girl time with Xinyi! - My ankle hurts. I have no idea how, but I think I sprained it. Ow. - I got whatsapp! Whoohoo~~ - I went to Germaine's blog just now, and was surrounded by soft fluffy white clouds and cutesy designs and a very sweet background. It interested me for about five minutes before I fled back to the safety and calming effect of black. Ah, darkness embraces me. - I'm a proud Cancerian. Team Cancer FTW!! We shall rule with our excessive emotion and oversensitivity to anything and everything, ...

Yup, Halloween is just around the corner! Mwa-hahahahaha!!! Ahem. *coughs* I can't possibly describe just how excited I am for Halloween, or All Hallow's Eve, or Samhain as it is also known. Samhain, when the veil between the worlds is thinnest. A truly sacred day indeed! *evil chuckle* I hear Resorts World Sentosa has something spooktacular planned, and believe me when I say I so want to go! But tickets are $60 each, which is much more than my poor wallet can take. But still, it's Halloween! With skeletons, and witches, and vampires (not the gay sparkling kind, mind you), and scaring yourself silly! I love it! ^.^ Well, here's something short I drafted up, because of too much anticipation for October 31st. I know it doesn't make sense, but whatever. Just imagine I'm stoned or something. When Jack the Ripper comes out to play and crimson candles burn so gay Where will you be? During this year's All Hallow's Eve? When the veil 'tween the worlds is th...

Something really weird happened yesterday, during the drama session that we had. Okay, one thing I have to explain first is that there are two drama clubs in TP. The first one is Dramatec (which is us), which specialises in English theatre. The other one is Titisan, which tends to focus on Malay theatre. A recent join-up means that together, we make up Theatro. So, Dramatec meets up on Mondays (now Thursdays) for its own drama sessions, when we focus on our own actor's training and production. On Saturdays, Titisan has its own training too, and Wednesdays are the days when Theatro comes together for a combined session. So yesterday, being a Wednesday, was obviously a Theatro day. ANYWAY. Done with recap, let's move on. The highlight of yesterday's session was, in my very humble opinion, when 'Hans' tried apologising to the Dramatec members about what he did on Monday. And all the Titisan members looked totally clueless as to what on earth was going on. To read abou...

I have a fear of clowns. Yup, I admit it, clowns freak me out. I mean, they just look so scary, with their white makeup and red noses and everything. Plus, accidentally seeing pictures of Stephen King's "It" sure didn't help. I just fucking hate clowns. I don't run away screaming when I see them or anything, but I tense up a bit and have the sudden urge to ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!!!! So, yeah, now you all know. I'm afraid of clowns. And barbie dolls too, to be honest. Every time I see a barbie doll or clown, I have this mental image of them holding up a sharp, gleaming knife and trying to kill me. Believe me when I say it doesn't make for very good dreams. So far I've been lucky, I haven't had any freaky nightmares of barbie dolls or clowns, so I'm hoping that I'm not gonna have any in the future. But I do quite like other dolls, like those beautiful handcrafted ones that...

So we had Drama yesterday. To try building chemistry between all of us to get ready for our production, the seniors had us playing a trust game which included trust falling. I’m alright with trust games (we did them in NAS, so I’m used to it and have no problems placing my trust in a fellow actor) and so was my partner, who told me that she trusted me. Some of the others had a little more difficulty doing the game, but that was expected. Well, moving on from the trust game, we also had some improv exercises which I won’t talk about since they were pretty lengthy and tough to explain. All I’ll say is that I still suck at improv, but hopefully that won’t be too much of an issue with me. After all the exercises and whatnot, we all sat down to discuss the production pieces, the themes of which were “Star-crossed Lovers” and “Father and Child”. One of our seniors (you do realize by now that I won’t be revealing names, right?) who studies Psychology told us all to close our eyes, choose one ...

This one I just finished! And after having the plot bunny visit me last night too! *feels proud* Another short one, I may add more chappies if I don't feel lazy [evil smirk]. Oh, go check out my previous posts too, if you haven't, because I posted yesterday, and tag too or comment please! I'd love to know what you think of my writing! Anywhere I can improve maybe? [^.^] Anyway, here it is! I have a chapter that I could put in front, but I'm still working on it. After their lunch break (during which Drusilla picked her sandwich apart and had two bites), they made their way towards lecture theatre 24, or LT24 as it was affectionately called. However, they saw a large crowd milling around outside the venue, which was odd since the two of them were almost always the earliest to arrive. “What’s that crowd doing over there? In front of LT24?” Christopher wondered. “I don’t know,” Dru noted, “but most of them are our coursemates anyway, so maybe it’s a notice that’s been...

An old drabble I found in my files a few days ago. It doesn't mean anything, I swear! It was just something fun I came up with! >//////<" He couldn't stand it - he had to look at her. Slouching in his seat, he covered his head with his arms and pretended to sleep while sneaking a peek to the back of the classrom. As always, she was chatting with her friend at the back of the classroom, and she was smiling. Hell, she was always smiling. The only time he didn't see her smile was when she was busy scribbling something down in her notebook, usually some ideas for a new story. She was always trying her hand at writing stories, poems, or even rewriting lyrics to any song she took a fancy to. He had never really read any of them, but there had been once, last year, when he had seen her throw a stack of papers into the class recycle bin. It had been right beside his seat, and it had been all too easy to fish them out to read. They weren't masterpieces, that was ...

Anyone who knows me well knows that I absolutely love to write. Poems, short stories, paragraphs that make no sense... I'll write them all. But my writing style is quite different from others, like my guy friend in TP. He writes fanfiction, and he likes writing action scenes. When he found out that I liked writing too, he asked if he could read my pieces. Of course, I saw no reason to say no. When I passed my stuff over to him, I started to get more than a little worried. What if he felt that my writing was awful? Would he laugh? Silently mock my writing yet tell me that it was fine? I was starting to regret allowing him to read my pieces. And yet, the next week he told me that he had read some of my pieces, and he said that even though our writing styles differed greatly, he still thought they were well-written. The look on his face and the tone of his voice seemed genuine, too. I never thought I would feel so relieved.

I finished this very short story like around two weeks ago, and was wondering if there was any way I could possibly add in another chapter. However, nothing I tried seemed to work, so I guess this is all I have. WARNING: This is the darkest piece I've ever written, based off a strange dream I had about a year ago. It may not actually give you nightmares, but it's plenty dark, in my opinion. The usual rules apply - you want to use it, ask me first. You use it without my permission, I find out, I kill you. Pain. No matter how hard I try to ignore it, the pain is here: the multiple slashes on my arms, my legs, and my abdomen are proof of that. A searing pain, a scorching heat that does not fade even as the seconds turn to minutes and eventually hours. How long have I lain here, bound to this steel table? How long have I been lying defenceless as my mysterious captor takes his pleasure in prolonging my agony? After glancing around as best as I can to check that the masked ma...

To kick-start this, let's have a short one (who am I kidding, they're all short)! Enjoy~ “How dare you”, I cry, shaking with barely contained anger. “You betrayed me!” I cannot help myself — the words burst from my mouth. Standing across the clearing, Damien smirks. Even in my enraged state, I cannot but notice how good he looks. How good he always looks. I soften just a little, but it is enough for him to notice and use it to his advantage. After all, he knows me best. “Tsk, tsk… Such strong words coming from a little girl.” As he speaks, his lips curl in a lazy smile. These words attack my pride — I have always been young to him. It seems not to matter to him that he is only twenty years older than me, a small number in the world of the immortal. To him, I am always and forever a little girl, and it irks me to know it. I try again. “I may have been sired by you, but that doesn’t mean that I’m afraid of you-” I gasp as Damien suddenly appears in front of me. I have crossed ...

Third post of the day! Or night, not that it makes a difference to me <3 Remember what I said about my writing? How certain scenes just pop into my head? I was thinking that I might just post those scenes up here if and when I actually finish writing them. None of them will be linked, they'll just be scenes out of nowhere that my overactive imagination creates. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. It is highly possible that the scraps of writing I decide to post will all be unrelated to one another. Also, it will be good to note that all the stuff I write, no matter how long or short, how amazing (I wish!) or abysmal, will be rated T. I don't write gore and sex, but I don't exactly write unicorns and rainbows either.

I am a huge fan of Linkin Park. HUGE. I may not know the band's complete history because it goes all the way back to when the members were in high school , and I may not have all the merchandise simply because I don't have the money (I'm still saving up to be able to go back to Hokkaido when I turn 26). However, nothing and no one will ever take away my undying loyalty to the band, and nothing and no one will ever be able to question my faith and love for the band and its members. Okay, I'm not going to raid Wikipedia and give you the complete history of when the members met (officially formed in 1996), all the members' names (Chester Bennington, Mike Shinoda, Brad Delson, Rob Bourdon, Dave 'Phoenix' Farrell, Joe Hahn) and what they do (Chester - Vocals, Mike - Vocals, Rhythm Guitar, Keyboard and Production, Brad - Lead Guitar and Backing Vocals, Rob - Drums, Dave - Bass Guitar and Backing Vocals, Joe - Turntables, Keyboard, Samples and Backing Vocals). Okay...

I HAVE AN ISSUE. Yeah, I'll just say it out here: My dad likes his alcohol. A lot. He's no alcoholic, and he has enough self-control not to get drunk, but I still feel uneasy about his alcohol consumption rate. For example, he just bought $719.40 worth of red wine. That's six cartons. And twelve bottles per carton means that it was 72 bottles in all. 72 bottles of red wine. Shocking, isn't it? It truly scares me how much alcohol my dad can consume, and it's only a small comfort that he never gets drunk or turns into the stereotypical alcoholic. I can actually say for sure that he drinks to relax. It's his own way of stress-release, just like mine is to write, read or listen to music. [On a side note, Linkin Park is performing at the Padang Stage later at 10.30pm! That's in approximately 40 minutes! *Screams* WHY DO I NOT HAVE A TICKET?!?!?!?!?!.... Oh right, that's because I don't have the money to pay for the ticket in the first place. Fine, back to...

I'm feeling gooooooooooooooooood. :D As of 12.16am this morning, I have finished one of my (very) short stories! It had been based on a dream I had a long time ago, and is very dark. But I love it anyway! <3 I'd tried writing it out, but it seemed a little too much like a movie script, so I tried rewriting some parts. End result? I still feel it reminds me too much of a movie script, but it seems somewhat better now. Heh. I'm not sure if I should post it on this blog, I'm tempted to, but unsure all the same. I mean, what if it's so pathetically dismal that everyone hates it? LOL. I'm not sure I could face the heartbreak, hahahahaha! XD Just to be random, the thing about me is that random scenes will just pop into my head and I can visualise the entire scene, what this character says, what that character does and why. The problems I have are that I hardly have the patience to write out the scene as clearly as I see it, and I usually am left hanging after I ...

I AM A TWEET-WHORE. Now that we have that off our chests, let me continue with this post (third post of the day! Whee!). I created a Twitter account (@NatNutella26) sometime in August, and I really haven't stopped tweeting. Nigahiga's Tweet Whore song comes to mind right now lol. And I have been pestering my friends (read: Xinyi and Alicia) to create a Twitter account so I can stalk their accounts hehehehe! Alicia told me yesterday that she was thinking of creating an account, yay! And she said she'd let me know what her account name is so I can follow her ^.^ And Xinyi said that if she passes her promotional exams (she will! I know she will!) she'll create an account too. Whoohoo! I remember she told me once that she spent, what, 8 hours online? I can bet you most of that time was spent on Facebook. Come on, Xinyi, don't waste your time on such sites. Use your time more wisely, like using it for Twitter instead. XD I cannot wait for them to create Twitter accounts!...

So yesterday was my parent's 20th wedding anniversary, and I was kind of impressed. I mean, my parents have been together for 20 years. This, to me, shows how much my mom cares for my dad. I mean, she's actually tolerated his idiocy for 20 years. Two decades. Yeah, my mom is badass. So bitches, back off, or I introduce my mom to you for some serious butt-whupping. Hehe! Anyway, my mom has this tradition of hers where she buys a dozen yellow roses for herself during their anniversary. Weird, no? But let me explain. Yellow roses are her favourite flowers, and she buys them for herself because my dad, being the insensitive asshole he is, will never buy her flowers, much less yellow roses , unless someone (like me) whacks him upside his head and orders him to buy those damned flowers. And mom doesn't want to wait for him to wake up and get a clue, so she buys them for herself, year after year after year. I was actually quite touched when she told me this story. However, this...

Yes, I know. I have been dead to the world since, well, a month ago? Yeah, well, my lappie died on me (500++ viruses, come on ), I have had semestral exams to freak out over (with several stress-induced zits making guest appearances), and only recently have added a DramaTec production to my to-do list. Whee. So! My point is, I'm back, so put down that parang ! (Yeah babes, I'm talking to you...) I'm sorry I've been away for long, but at least this post should be long enough to tide y'all through the next dry spell that might hit this blog. You wanna know what I've been doing in my boring, boring life? Fine, I'll tell you. *Reluctant* NAH JUST KIDDING TROLOLOLOLOL. -Semestral Exams and Results -Boy Problems (come on, what else is new?) -DramaTec production(s) and casting ..... Alright, here we go! Semestral Exams We had three written papers: Media and Society, Essential Graphic Software, and Marketing. Please keep in mind that these are the full names of the ...