Oh well. It's pretty much back to the drawing board, then.
So... bored...
Saw a certain someone at SP today. Had half a mind to go into SK.
Oh, and I have reconnected with GW's voice. Yep. That sentence makes no sense to you, but it does to me. :P
Guitar, geetar, keytar, eat tar you mice.
New Prompt: Colour, masquerade, masks, feathers, dances, gold, stage, magic.
I got this really cool mug from SP today after guitar class, and it's like, customised. It has my name on it in Kirsten ITC font, and a picture of MCR beside the handle. It's too cool.
*squees*
I watched Saw 6 tonight. It was very, very, gruesome, and twisted, and horrible, and torrid.
I went for this bookfair, at Amcorp Mall, and I bought 22 new books.
22 BOOKS OH YEAAAAAH.
Got two books by Irvine Welsh, and a few more Vintage books, and Conversations With God: Two & Three; The Bible Code 1 & 2, a mini bible with Genesis, Exodus and Song of Songs, with illustrated pages. Very nice. And also Apocalypse: 2012: An Optimist's Opinion, and Rant. And also like, six more books, but hey. Who's counting.
POIIIISE, AAAAAND, RATIONALITYYYYYY.
I miss the old Panic.
Nat.
Monday, November 30, 2009
Friday, November 27, 2009
"Looks like you'll make it to 50 this time."
I've just finished watching this incredible movie, and decided that hey, why don't I blog about it?
But, then again, it is rather controversial, once you see it from a certain angle.
Milk (2008)
Harvey Milk. A man with courage. With strength. With hope. He was so brave in standing up for what he believed in, even though the 1970's were times of turmoil back in San Francisco, USA.
Harvey Milk, an activist and politician; and the first openly gay man to be elected into public office in The United States of America. In 1977, he was voted into the city supervisor's board of San Francisco.
For many of his public speeches, he would always open with the line, "Hello, I'm Harvey Milk, and I'm here to recruit you." It was his most famous saying back then, becoming something of his signature, way back when the whole activist scene had just opened new doors for his campaign.
The movie is more or less a non-documentary feature on the true story of Harvey Milk, and heavily researched into every single one of the roles, right down to the last shoeshiner.
Sean Penn plays Harvey Milk, and James Franco is cast as his lover, Scott Smith, whereas some other roles, his friends and colleagues and supporters, all a wonderfully portrayed cast, working together really well throughout the entire movie.
The movie starts off with Harvey in New York, where he meets Scott, coming back from work. There's some interaction, and it's just light and flirty with a right bit of amusement. This was the start of that love that would last until his dying breath.
Then, the movie switches over to San Francisco, where Harvey and Scott have moved to, searching for a change in their lives. They found the Castro Camera, in the once Irish-Catholic but now predominantly gay neighbourhood called The Castro. The Castro is the birthplace of Harvey Milk's campaigning and everything began in that small shop called Castro Camera.
Harvey utilizes his background as a businessman to become a gay activist, eventually becoming a mentor for Cleve Jones. Early on, Scott serves as Harvey's campaign manager, but his frustration grows with Harvey's devotion to politics, and he leaves him. Harvey later meets Jack Lira, a sweet-natured but unbalanced young man. As with Scott, Jack cannot tolerate Harvey's devotion to political activism, and eventually hangs himself.
After two somewhat unsucessful attempts to become a city supervisor in San Francisco, he finally wins a seat on the third try in 1977. Then began one of the most enthusiastic and enthralling campaigns for gay rights in the history of America. There were marches, and there were speeches. There were cheers and there was support.
But, there were riots. There were arrests, and fights. There was blood. Oh, there was blood.
Those were some of the reasons Harvey Milk ran for city supervisor in District 5. He wanted to give gay people the same rights as those who were heterosexual. I agree, actually. Taking away somebody's rights just because they're different is inhumane.
And these two main challengers of his campaign were Anita Bryant and John Briggs actually dared to use Christianity as a basis for their hate against Harvey and his people. How dare they actually tell the public that sacking or firing teachers for being gay would protect their children? What kind of stupid idea is that? Gay people don't teach homosexuality to kids, they TEACH. They teach the same as any other straight teacher, so what's the use in discriminating them? What is the actual point of making them lose thier jobs? To crush their dreams? To discontinue from supporting their own families financially?
Wow, I'm really going off on a limb here. Hehe. This is a touchy subject for me, so I might take a while more to let it all out.
You know what's the worst part of the movie?
When the conservative city supervisor Dan White develops a resentment for Harvey, and eventually murders Harvey and the city mayor, George Moscone.
He put a gun to a man's head and fired it, with the fatal bullet delivered execution style.
After Harvey Milk's assasination, the gay rights ordinance was rejected, and that became the start of the White Night Riots in 1978.
This is a true story, people.
I honestly wonder, what would have happened if Harvey Milk hadn't been shot. Would the United States be different from today? Would the world be different from today?
Nobody really knew.
I really applaud Emile Hirsch as Cleve Jones. He was every bit the young, gay, activist teenager Cleve Jones was in the 70's, and that came out really well amongst the other, possibly twenty-thirtysomethings alongside Harvey Milk's campaign. His work as a rallier and an avid supporter made clear that anybody could be a part of something big. His glasses were really cool, too. Seriously, he had the coolest glasses ever. I wanna get a pair like his, ahah.
And one other person that surprised me was Lucas Grabeel, you know, that guy from High School Musical playing Ryan Evans? Yeah. He was cast as Danny Nicoletta, the photographer boy who worked at Harvey and Scott's camera store, and he was at every single campaign and march and took pictures for them. Danny Nicoletta was, of course, gay as well, and after Harvey's death, Danny became a professional photographer for the LGBT community and his photos were featured in The Times Of Harvey Milk, an Academy Award winning documentary.
There's also a small part in the movie of a gay teenager who cannot walk, and his parents want to send him to an institution to "cure" him of his homosexuality. The teen calls Harvey during one of his marches, and says that he wants to kill himself, and why.
Harvey tells him, "You are not sick. You do not have to die now. Run, go to Los Angeles, just get out of there. You are not a disease. You are not sick."
Nat.
But, then again, it is rather controversial, once you see it from a certain angle.
Milk (2008)
Harvey Milk. A man with courage. With strength. With hope. He was so brave in standing up for what he believed in, even though the 1970's were times of turmoil back in San Francisco, USA.
Harvey Milk, an activist and politician; and the first openly gay man to be elected into public office in The United States of America. In 1977, he was voted into the city supervisor's board of San Francisco.
For many of his public speeches, he would always open with the line, "Hello, I'm Harvey Milk, and I'm here to recruit you." It was his most famous saying back then, becoming something of his signature, way back when the whole activist scene had just opened new doors for his campaign.
The movie is more or less a non-documentary feature on the true story of Harvey Milk, and heavily researched into every single one of the roles, right down to the last shoeshiner.
Sean Penn plays Harvey Milk, and James Franco is cast as his lover, Scott Smith, whereas some other roles, his friends and colleagues and supporters, all a wonderfully portrayed cast, working together really well throughout the entire movie.
The movie starts off with Harvey in New York, where he meets Scott, coming back from work. There's some interaction, and it's just light and flirty with a right bit of amusement. This was the start of that love that would last until his dying breath.
Then, the movie switches over to San Francisco, where Harvey and Scott have moved to, searching for a change in their lives. They found the Castro Camera, in the once Irish-Catholic but now predominantly gay neighbourhood called The Castro. The Castro is the birthplace of Harvey Milk's campaigning and everything began in that small shop called Castro Camera.
Harvey utilizes his background as a businessman to become a gay activist, eventually becoming a mentor for Cleve Jones. Early on, Scott serves as Harvey's campaign manager, but his frustration grows with Harvey's devotion to politics, and he leaves him. Harvey later meets Jack Lira, a sweet-natured but unbalanced young man. As with Scott, Jack cannot tolerate Harvey's devotion to political activism, and eventually hangs himself.
After two somewhat unsucessful attempts to become a city supervisor in San Francisco, he finally wins a seat on the third try in 1977. Then began one of the most enthusiastic and enthralling campaigns for gay rights in the history of America. There were marches, and there were speeches. There were cheers and there was support.
But, there were riots. There were arrests, and fights. There was blood. Oh, there was blood.
Those were some of the reasons Harvey Milk ran for city supervisor in District 5. He wanted to give gay people the same rights as those who were heterosexual. I agree, actually. Taking away somebody's rights just because they're different is inhumane.
And these two main challengers of his campaign were Anita Bryant and John Briggs actually dared to use Christianity as a basis for their hate against Harvey and his people. How dare they actually tell the public that sacking or firing teachers for being gay would protect their children? What kind of stupid idea is that? Gay people don't teach homosexuality to kids, they TEACH. They teach the same as any other straight teacher, so what's the use in discriminating them? What is the actual point of making them lose thier jobs? To crush their dreams? To discontinue from supporting their own families financially?
Wow, I'm really going off on a limb here. Hehe. This is a touchy subject for me, so I might take a while more to let it all out.
You know what's the worst part of the movie?
When the conservative city supervisor Dan White develops a resentment for Harvey, and eventually murders Harvey and the city mayor, George Moscone.
He put a gun to a man's head and fired it, with the fatal bullet delivered execution style.
After Harvey Milk's assasination, the gay rights ordinance was rejected, and that became the start of the White Night Riots in 1978.
This is a true story, people.
I honestly wonder, what would have happened if Harvey Milk hadn't been shot. Would the United States be different from today? Would the world be different from today?
Nobody really knew.
I really applaud Emile Hirsch as Cleve Jones. He was every bit the young, gay, activist teenager Cleve Jones was in the 70's, and that came out really well amongst the other, possibly twenty-thirtysomethings alongside Harvey Milk's campaign. His work as a rallier and an avid supporter made clear that anybody could be a part of something big. His glasses were really cool, too. Seriously, he had the coolest glasses ever. I wanna get a pair like his, ahah.
And one other person that surprised me was Lucas Grabeel, you know, that guy from High School Musical playing Ryan Evans? Yeah. He was cast as Danny Nicoletta, the photographer boy who worked at Harvey and Scott's camera store, and he was at every single campaign and march and took pictures for them. Danny Nicoletta was, of course, gay as well, and after Harvey's death, Danny became a professional photographer for the LGBT community and his photos were featured in The Times Of Harvey Milk, an Academy Award winning documentary.
There's also a small part in the movie of a gay teenager who cannot walk, and his parents want to send him to an institution to "cure" him of his homosexuality. The teen calls Harvey during one of his marches, and says that he wants to kill himself, and why.
Harvey tells him, "You are not sick. You do not have to die now. Run, go to Los Angeles, just get out of there. You are not a disease. You are not sick."
That was what triggered it. And a year later, that very same teenager called to say that he'd made it to Los Angeles through the help of a friend, and wanted to thank him for making him see that his life was still worth something more.
Harvey Milk set off the chain wave for more and more gay people to come out. He set it so high, nobody might ever come near to what he did for his people.
And the saddest part?
He never made it to 50.
Nat.
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
LOOK LOOK LOOK LOOK LOOK ISN'T THAT THE CUTEST LITTLE THING EVERR
*makes very happy sound from seeing such adorable-ness*
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
If there's no one beside you when your soul embarks...
Then I'll follow you into the dark.
Thanks for everything.
What a night for a dance
So, I've delayed this for long enough.
CF TRIP 2009
We went to FRIM on the very sunny day of 19 November, when we gathered at the school first before heading off on a bus, all 40something of us.
Brought lots of bandages and plasters and meds along. Me --> unofficial paramedic for the day. Haha. The only person who was even remotely hurt at the end of the day was Hsien Zern. He got a cut on his toe. Lol, okay, yeah, I'm continuing now.
W e left the school early, and while we all passed the time in the bus by talking and singing and stuff, we had some currypuffs. Edwin had like, seven. Ahah. So, Jeremy didn't bring his guitar along, but he borrowed Damien's (he has a guitar, who knew) which was in pretty bad... out-of-tuned... shape. So, wind, wind, wind, strum, yay.
We reached FRIM, and the guide's name was Mr. T. Cool dude, and he showed us this fish that lived in the pond by the entrance. It was BIG. Clara was to be the sacrifice. xD
We walked ahead a little; some people had to go to the toilet first, then Shia said, "You know, it's funny that we're starting our journey from the toilet." LOL, whut. And people were rubbing stuff all over their arms to keep bugs away. Joshua smelled like a whole container of really strong Tiger Balm stuff.
Mr. T asked us a few questions before we went in, like, "What would you do if a tiger came" or "What to do when you see a snake?"
Take picture of the snake. XD And just "AAA" the tiger lahhhhh. :P :D
We walked, and climbed, and hiked, and climbed, and fell, and jumped, and slid, and hiked, and sweated.
When we reached the waterfall/stream, it was amazing. Cold, cold water, and almost everyone jumped in to splash around. We got a few good throws at Damien, and Mr Jacob (Head of the Downstream Tribe) led us against the Upstream Tribe (Lol, I know, what?) and we were somewhat victorious! Ahahaha.
We climbed through a drainpipe thing, where the current was really strong. I sat next to Jeremy at the edge, watching someone carry Clara on their shoulders. Then, Jeremy asked me, "Hey, you want to try?"
"Uhmm... sure??"
Then, he actually carry me on his shoulders across one part of the stream, ahah, it was really fun, even when i fell off.
It was a really fun time at FRIM, and after washing up, we went to Rumah Hope. We got assigned a kid each, but mine didn't even talk me, instead went straight at Jun Han, and so did five other Chinese boys. Lol, popular already. xD
Ah, it was better anyways, I got to interact with more kids. We sang carols and played games and had cake and drinks and talked. It was very fun.
When I was at one of the tables with Shia and Hsien Zern, there was this guy who said, "I'm the future prime minister ah, and I got this high-tech car ah, and see my son next to me ah *points at guy next to him who's the same age* and.........................................."
Imagination. Very interesting at times.
When we were about to leave, there was this ADORABLE little girl who just went, "NO." and walked off. She was in denial. Aww.
We packed up and got on the bus, feeling rather tired... okay, REALLY tired, but happy. Ya'know the feeling? You get it after Sports Days and big events like Rally and Camp, and it feels really awesome to just fall asleep once you get home.
Some quotes from random people throughout the day:
"PUSH, yes. But now I think a short break would be kind on me."
"Why are you talking about toy dolphins?"
"We're talking about the destruction and sometimes misplacement of certain soft toys."
"Just keep climbing, just keep climbing, climbing, climbing."
"Woi, you better not fall on me ah."
"You look very flushed."
"Thank you, I'll take that as a compliment."
"That wasn't a compliment."
"I know."
"YEAH."
"YEAH."
"YEAH."
"YEAH."
"Say it like you mean it. YEAH."
"YEAH."
"YE-- watch out, car!"
"What the--"
"Okay, what? YEAH."
"YEAH."
"We people of the Downstream Tribe will be victorious against the Upstream Tribe!"
"So many baptisms today, ah?"
"Come over to the dark side. We have cookies."
"Come here. I want to play with your hair."
"Uhh, okay?"
"Wait... why are there two circles?"
"Yeah, they're pretty much stuck like that for now."
""We're going already."
"NO."
There were a few other things that were supposedly memorable, but my mind has blanked on me again. Oh well.
So, it was indeed, a trip to remember.
Cheers,
Nat.
PS LET'S DO THIS AGAIN NEXT YEAR. TOTALLY STOKED. Hold on, did I just say totally stoked? Never mind that, OKAY LET'S DO THIS AGAIN NEXT YEARRRRR.
CF TRIP 2009
We went to FRIM on the very sunny day of 19 November, when we gathered at the school first before heading off on a bus, all 40something of us.
Brought lots of bandages and plasters and meds along. Me --> unofficial paramedic for the day. Haha. The only person who was even remotely hurt at the end of the day was Hsien Zern. He got a cut on his toe. Lol, okay, yeah, I'm continuing now.
W e left the school early, and while we all passed the time in the bus by talking and singing and stuff, we had some currypuffs. Edwin had like, seven. Ahah. So, Jeremy didn't bring his guitar along, but he borrowed Damien's (he has a guitar, who knew) which was in pretty bad... out-of-tuned... shape. So, wind, wind, wind, strum, yay.
We reached FRIM, and the guide's name was Mr. T. Cool dude, and he showed us this fish that lived in the pond by the entrance. It was BIG. Clara was to be the sacrifice. xD
We walked ahead a little; some people had to go to the toilet first, then Shia said, "You know, it's funny that we're starting our journey from the toilet." LOL, whut. And people were rubbing stuff all over their arms to keep bugs away. Joshua smelled like a whole container of really strong Tiger Balm stuff.
Mr. T asked us a few questions before we went in, like, "What would you do if a tiger came" or "What to do when you see a snake?"
Take picture of the snake. XD And just "AAA" the tiger lahhhhh. :P :D
We walked, and climbed, and hiked, and climbed, and fell, and jumped, and slid, and hiked, and sweated.
When we reached the waterfall/stream, it was amazing. Cold, cold water, and almost everyone jumped in to splash around. We got a few good throws at Damien, and Mr Jacob (Head of the Downstream Tribe) led us against the Upstream Tribe (Lol, I know, what?) and we were somewhat victorious! Ahahaha.
We climbed through a drainpipe thing, where the current was really strong. I sat next to Jeremy at the edge, watching someone carry Clara on their shoulders. Then, Jeremy asked me, "Hey, you want to try?"
"Uhmm... sure??"
Then, he actually carry me on his shoulders across one part of the stream, ahah, it was really fun, even when i fell off.
It was a really fun time at FRIM, and after washing up, we went to Rumah Hope. We got assigned a kid each, but mine didn't even talk me, instead went straight at Jun Han, and so did five other Chinese boys. Lol, popular already. xD
Ah, it was better anyways, I got to interact with more kids. We sang carols and played games and had cake and drinks and talked. It was very fun.
When I was at one of the tables with Shia and Hsien Zern, there was this guy who said, "I'm the future prime minister ah, and I got this high-tech car ah, and see my son next to me ah *points at guy next to him who's the same age* and.........................................."
Imagination. Very interesting at times.
When we were about to leave, there was this ADORABLE little girl who just went, "NO." and walked off. She was in denial. Aww.
We packed up and got on the bus, feeling rather tired... okay, REALLY tired, but happy. Ya'know the feeling? You get it after Sports Days and big events like Rally and Camp, and it feels really awesome to just fall asleep once you get home.
Some quotes from random people throughout the day:
"PUSH, yes. But now I think a short break would be kind on me."
"Why are you talking about toy dolphins?"
"We're talking about the destruction and sometimes misplacement of certain soft toys."
"Just keep climbing, just keep climbing, climbing, climbing."
"Woi, you better not fall on me ah."
"You look very flushed."
"Thank you, I'll take that as a compliment."
"That wasn't a compliment."
"I know."
"YEAH."
"YEAH."
"YEAH."
"YEAH."
"Say it like you mean it. YEAH."
"YEAH."
"YE-- watch out, car!"
"What the--"
"Okay, what? YEAH."
"YEAH."
"We people of the Downstream Tribe will be victorious against the Upstream Tribe!"
"So many baptisms today, ah?"
"Come over to the dark side. We have cookies."
"Come here. I want to play with your hair."
"Uhh, okay?"
"Wait... why are there two circles?"
"Yeah, they're pretty much stuck like that for now."
""We're going already."
"NO."
There were a few other things that were supposedly memorable, but my mind has blanked on me again. Oh well.
So, it was indeed, a trip to remember.
Cheers,
Nat.
PS LET'S DO THIS AGAIN NEXT YEAR. TOTALLY STOKED. Hold on, did I just say totally stoked? Never mind that, OKAY LET'S DO THIS AGAIN NEXT YEARRRRR.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
100 + 1 = ?
Wahey!
It's my 101th post, and I didn't even notice.
Ain't that something.
Well, I'm just really bored to blog right now, so I'll do it tomorrow when I have nothing to do at home, alone.
Lala.
Afiq bought a Japanese cooking book to "unbored" himself this holidays. Go him. You people reading this should try something new too. Something out of the ordinary.
Like the Form Fives. I believe this is their first time sitting for SPM. That's new, aye?
Cheers,
Nat.
It's my 101th post, and I didn't even notice.
Ain't that something.
Well, I'm just really bored to blog right now, so I'll do it tomorrow when I have nothing to do at home, alone.
Lala.
Afiq bought a Japanese cooking book to "unbored" himself this holidays. Go him. You people reading this should try something new too. Something out of the ordinary.
Like the Form Fives. I believe this is their first time sitting for SPM. That's new, aye?
Cheers,
Nat.
7-10 split, my new pocket watch, 2012 and more.
Yay I can finally write about the Sunway Pyramid trip. Next post will be about the CF trip.
It was Kim, Arvind, Jonathan, Kristine, Clovey, Joel, me, Hui Yen, Emily and Mei Shuet. We went for lunch first, and we had pizza at Pizza Hut. Haha, we had coupons, so we didn't have to pay much. :P
We went bowling first, and I totally creamed Arvind. Man, it was a good game. Joel won, with the most points and all, second was Jon and third was me. :] Five per lane, so we split into two lanes. Arvind was last for my lane, so yeah. Hahahahahahah I beat youuuu. :P
Then, we split up into two groups; Hui Yen, Emily, Mei Shuet went one way, the others and I went the other way. We went to the anime shop, with all the videos, and Joel bought a Naruto Forbidden Head Band, Arvind got a World of Warcraft ring, and I got a Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children Pocket Watch. It's totally cool. Mwahaha. Love it.
Then, we went next door for archery, but me, Clovey and Jonathan didn't join in. We sat down and observed. It looked cool, but some arrows went off target. Ahah, Joel and Kristine.
Then, we jalan-jalan before going to see the movie. The movie itself deserves a paragraph of its own.
SPOILER ALERT SPOILER ALERT SPOILER ALERT
The movie. Was. AMAZING. I love the theme itself: end of the world, and humanity is lost, bla bla and that stuff. It was very powerful, you know, and the whole thing with the USA president staying back with the other people just to tell them that the world was coming to an end. And the family with the doctor who discovered the shifting of the tectonic plates, when they got swept away by the tsunami, it was just so sad.
Honestly, I cried so much during the movie, and I'm sure that the others cried too. And there was clapping and cheering, in the cinema. It was really, really good.
I totally recommend this movie for anyone who wants to be scared out of their seat.
ADAM LAMBERT ROCKS MAN. Time For Miracles is such a great song, I'm glad they chose it for the movie.
Well, that's it for this post. Next one will be later on in the day, cause I'm still at Sabrina's house. The sleepover was so fun, hehehe. Erin was the only other one who sleptover. We watched Taylor Swift videos and ate ice cream at 12 in the morning and watched half of John Tucker Must Die.
Anyways, that's pretty much it.
Cheers,
Nat.
It was Kim, Arvind, Jonathan, Kristine, Clovey, Joel, me, Hui Yen, Emily and Mei Shuet. We went for lunch first, and we had pizza at Pizza Hut. Haha, we had coupons, so we didn't have to pay much. :P
We went bowling first, and I totally creamed Arvind. Man, it was a good game. Joel won, with the most points and all, second was Jon and third was me. :] Five per lane, so we split into two lanes. Arvind was last for my lane, so yeah. Hahahahahahah I beat youuuu. :P
Then, we split up into two groups; Hui Yen, Emily, Mei Shuet went one way, the others and I went the other way. We went to the anime shop, with all the videos, and Joel bought a Naruto Forbidden Head Band, Arvind got a World of Warcraft ring, and I got a Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children Pocket Watch. It's totally cool. Mwahaha. Love it.
Then, we went next door for archery, but me, Clovey and Jonathan didn't join in. We sat down and observed. It looked cool, but some arrows went off target. Ahah, Joel and Kristine.
Then, we jalan-jalan before going to see the movie. The movie itself deserves a paragraph of its own.
SPOILER ALERT SPOILER ALERT SPOILER ALERT
The movie. Was. AMAZING. I love the theme itself: end of the world, and humanity is lost, bla bla and that stuff. It was very powerful, you know, and the whole thing with the USA president staying back with the other people just to tell them that the world was coming to an end. And the family with the doctor who discovered the shifting of the tectonic plates, when they got swept away by the tsunami, it was just so sad.
Honestly, I cried so much during the movie, and I'm sure that the others cried too. And there was clapping and cheering, in the cinema. It was really, really good.
I totally recommend this movie for anyone who wants to be scared out of their seat.
ADAM LAMBERT ROCKS MAN. Time For Miracles is such a great song, I'm glad they chose it for the movie.
Well, that's it for this post. Next one will be later on in the day, cause I'm still at Sabrina's house. The sleepover was so fun, hehehe. Erin was the only other one who sleptover. We watched Taylor Swift videos and ate ice cream at 12 in the morning and watched half of John Tucker Must Die.
Anyways, that's pretty much it.
Cheers,
Nat.
Friday, November 20, 2009
You And I, We'll Fly Home
Lookie here. I changed my blogskin.
:D
Finally, huh? I thought it was getting a bit gloomy and overcrowded, ya know? Now at least it's kinda more cheerful.
About the song, well, it's kinda cheerful in a sense. The guy just HAD to make it so ironic. Sigh. The things he comes up with.
And, my next post will be about the Sunway trip and 2012, the next about the CF trip, and the next just for fun. So, three posts to expect.
No one reads this stuff anyways, so, eh.
:D
Yay smiley face ^^
Cheers,
Nat.
:D
Finally, huh? I thought it was getting a bit gloomy and overcrowded, ya know? Now at least it's kinda more cheerful.
About the song, well, it's kinda cheerful in a sense. The guy just HAD to make it so ironic. Sigh. The things he comes up with.
And, my next post will be about the Sunway trip and 2012, the next about the CF trip, and the next just for fun. So, three posts to expect.
No one reads this stuff anyways, so, eh.
:D
Yay smiley face ^^
Cheers,
Nat.
Monday, November 16, 2009
Maybe it's time for miracles, cause I ain't giving up on love
Ah. That was the sweet sound of the holidays. I'm sooo happy that we got an extra week off on account of the SPM that's starting this week.
To all the "lucky" Form Fives, all the best to you. You'll need it.
Haven't blogged since last week. It's been a long week, though, nothing much has actually happened that would be of any interest to anyone.
Well, more of the things that are to come, that might pique your interest. That, and the fact that I keep using overly fancy words today. Need to get in the mood for writing my magique/post-Victorian-era-style passage under Story 1 of Revelry for Tomas. Sound confuzzling, por favor? It probably is.
Going to watch 2012 on Wednesday. It seems really good, with the whole end-of-humanity thing. Maybe I'll have a good review for it after I see it. Might be my own epiphany waiting to happen.
Thursday is the FRIM/Rumah Hope trip. YEAHHH! Alright, last CF trip thingy of the year. Last chance to make small talk with the seniors before they officially turn Form Five/Four/Three and so on. Too bad though, that the Form Five can't come on accord of SPM. D:
Then, Saturday is Sab's birthday/BBQ/sleepover. *makes girly squeaky thingy noise* Alrighty, then. My first sleepover at a friend's house thingy. I like using the word thingy. It should be made into a real word.
List of words that should be in the dictionary: -
1) LOLworthy = Something worthy of LOL (laughing out loud) that is is superior to many other things.
2) Thingy = To describe something so much like a thing, it is encompassable by any other thing, therefore making it a thingy.
3) Skittle = Something amazingly awesome. Like rainbows. (Taste the rainbow, TASTE IT)
4) Meow = A sound that teenagers make when they want/need attention and/or like to annoy people.
Tada.
I'm getting off track.
Okies, see ya on Thursday then. Bye.
Cheers,
Nat.
To all the "lucky" Form Fives, all the best to you. You'll need it.
Haven't blogged since last week. It's been a long week, though, nothing much has actually happened that would be of any interest to anyone.
Well, more of the things that are to come, that might pique your interest. That, and the fact that I keep using overly fancy words today. Need to get in the mood for writing my magique/post-Victorian-era-style passage under Story 1 of Revelry for Tomas. Sound confuzzling, por favor? It probably is.
Going to watch 2012 on Wednesday. It seems really good, with the whole end-of-humanity thing. Maybe I'll have a good review for it after I see it. Might be my own epiphany waiting to happen.
Thursday is the FRIM/Rumah Hope trip. YEAHHH! Alright, last CF trip thingy of the year. Last chance to make small talk with the seniors before they officially turn Form Five/Four/Three and so on. Too bad though, that the Form Five can't come on accord of SPM. D:
Then, Saturday is Sab's birthday/BBQ/sleepover. *makes girly squeaky thingy noise* Alrighty, then. My first sleepover at a friend's house thingy. I like using the word thingy. It should be made into a real word.
List of words that should be in the dictionary: -
1) LOLworthy = Something worthy of LOL (laughing out loud) that is is superior to many other things.
2) Thingy = To describe something so much like a thing, it is encompassable by any other thing, therefore making it a thingy.
3) Skittle = Something amazingly awesome. Like rainbows. (Taste the rainbow, TASTE IT)
4) Meow = A sound that teenagers make when they want/need attention and/or like to annoy people.
Tada.
I'm getting off track.
Okies, see ya on Thursday then. Bye.
Cheers,
Nat.
Friday, November 6, 2009
In the dark of the woods, in the pale moonlight, watch the hours fade into the night
Lots of things have been troubling my mind lately. Mainly things that make me feel scared, not just at night, but everywhere I go.
Nowadays, prejudices aren't uncommon. You look one way, and there's a person sneering at another for being a different race, and look the other way to find some manager refusing a worker's promotion for being a woman. It's so horrible, and everytime that happens, my heart drops just a little bit more.
Sometimes, I can get really, really mad at people for shooting down others that have done nothing wrong to them. Just because they're different in one way or another, doesn't give you the authority to punish them for things that are part of them! It's how wars start, people.
There's this good friend of mine, and I'll just call him Capps for reasons of privacy. In his old school, he was constantly verbally abused, glared at, mocked, beaten up and threatened. It nearly killed him to endure all that pain, almost every single day. People would ignore him because of just one, tiny, little reason.
He had no interest in girls at all. Yes, he is gay, and I still think he's a wonderful person who makes people laugh, cares for the simplest things in life, and gives everyone and everything a chance. Well, except onions, he hates those, ahah. But he never shyed away from his problems. He stood up for himself.
So, what does that say? That it gives random haters the chance to make his life miserable? I think NOT. He deserves to live a normal life, not isolated for his sexual orientation, but treated like a HUMAN BEING.
I'm just glad that he's getting better. Ever since he moved to this new school, he found a few good friends through a very special society there, a society that's also close to my own heart in terms of family, trust, and faith. So, thanks, guys. Really. Thanks for helping Capps. I think--no, I know--that without you, he wouldn't be recovering at the rate he's at now. Thank you for accepting him the way I did, no limits and no strings attached. Just pure friendship.
And as for the whole prejudices thing? I'm still supporting rights for the restricted to be released from their boundaries, to step out from the shadow of repressed fools. And when that time comes, I'll be smiling all the way.
Hey. One small step for man, one big step for mankind.
Peace out, mates.
Nat.
Nowadays, prejudices aren't uncommon. You look one way, and there's a person sneering at another for being a different race, and look the other way to find some manager refusing a worker's promotion for being a woman. It's so horrible, and everytime that happens, my heart drops just a little bit more.
Sometimes, I can get really, really mad at people for shooting down others that have done nothing wrong to them. Just because they're different in one way or another, doesn't give you the authority to punish them for things that are part of them! It's how wars start, people.
There's this good friend of mine, and I'll just call him Capps for reasons of privacy. In his old school, he was constantly verbally abused, glared at, mocked, beaten up and threatened. It nearly killed him to endure all that pain, almost every single day. People would ignore him because of just one, tiny, little reason.
He had no interest in girls at all. Yes, he is gay, and I still think he's a wonderful person who makes people laugh, cares for the simplest things in life, and gives everyone and everything a chance. Well, except onions, he hates those, ahah. But he never shyed away from his problems. He stood up for himself.
So, what does that say? That it gives random haters the chance to make his life miserable? I think NOT. He deserves to live a normal life, not isolated for his sexual orientation, but treated like a HUMAN BEING.
I'm just glad that he's getting better. Ever since he moved to this new school, he found a few good friends through a very special society there, a society that's also close to my own heart in terms of family, trust, and faith. So, thanks, guys. Really. Thanks for helping Capps. I think--no, I know--that without you, he wouldn't be recovering at the rate he's at now. Thank you for accepting him the way I did, no limits and no strings attached. Just pure friendship.
And as for the whole prejudices thing? I'm still supporting rights for the restricted to be released from their boundaries, to step out from the shadow of repressed fools. And when that time comes, I'll be smiling all the way.
Hey. One small step for man, one big step for mankind.
Peace out, mates.
Nat.
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