For we must all learn to howl.

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...