Monday, April 28
That time in OBS, i dont know whether i have told you this before.
so just in case i haven't, i shall narrate! :D
*british accent* i remember it like it was yesterday. we were having dinner after trekking back all the way back to camp 1 (or was it 2), (and yes on the same day Shruthi did the famous Koala-drink-water feat). the other half who did the cooking went down to bathe so those who were left on the hill have the life-threatening duty of looking after the food (and making sure it went down our stomach as well).
so those importantBritannian soldiers (sorrywentonacodegeassspree) guards called into duty are: Danica, Megan, Shruthi, Priscilla, me and Idayu we were bitching talking. we just noticed the dog stole the food from another group whose defence was full of openings (sorywatchedNaruto) and the dog came along and scooped the can into its mouth and happily skipped away into its home in the forest.
another dog, most probably its girl/boyfriend, was eyeing us. so we purposely talked very loud. (muahahaha!!) more than 10 minutes went past and the dog's still cleverly hiding in the shadows of the tents. we went from sitting down, to standing up, to talking loudly, to Pris and Idayu going down to fetch our instructor out of caninephobia.
all of a sudden the dog stood up. we backed away. Shruthi was screaming away like crazy of which i forgot what were the words that came out because as i mentioned before, i have a uber bad memory, or was it in the earlier post...? anyway. that dog started growling. (and man he have alot of phlegm! clear your throat man!)
the first thought that struck my mind was "shit. when the dog starts chasing us, should i drop the can in my hand when i run, or should i hold on. habitually i would hold on, but in movies they look so cool when they drop stuff! but if i drop it, it would hit the dog... Huh, and they said OBS was safe." (yes i was thinking like Raito)
of course the next moment Hyezue our instructor literally appeared out of nowhere and chased the dog like a barbaric caveman hunting for his food and barking away like mad. yeah, and you know the next, i cried because it looked so much like a movie and stuff.
what im trying to pinpoint through this uh... experience is not to tell you how i almost got killed by a dog (neither to finally be able to post this experience since the day i returned, no, not at all.)
what im trying to point out is,
I HAVE REALLY REALLY WEIRD THOUGHTS!!
it'll be so SAD if its the last words i said (or thought) alive. at least let it be something meaningful like "well ive lived a great life" or "im finally able to meet Renji soon" but a "should i drop the can or not"?! as kirstene put it, your life is summarized by a "no!!" or "ah!!" or worse, "should i drop the can or not?".
just the other time i was watching a movie and the man's about to get bombed by a helicopter in front of him and because the scene was taken from the man's point of view, it's uber real. i whispered "oh shit."
see what i mean??
My life's summarized by an "oh" and a "shit". All those 15 years of joy, tears, what-the-hells, achievements, oh-my-gods are packed into a circle and the stuff that you see in the toilet bowl when your stomach hurts.
if i had a last word grave it'd be
Amanda tay
1993 - XXXX
"Oh shit"
Rest In Peace
that's really, really, really sad.
so just in case i haven't, i shall narrate! :D
*british accent* i remember it like it was yesterday. we were having dinner after trekking back all the way back to camp 1 (or was it 2), (and yes on the same day Shruthi did the famous Koala-drink-water feat). the other half who did the cooking went down to bathe so those who were left on the hill have the life-threatening duty of looking after the food (and making sure it went down our stomach as well).
so those important
another dog, most probably its girl/boyfriend, was eyeing us. so we purposely talked very loud. (muahahaha!!) more than 10 minutes went past and the dog's still cleverly hiding in the shadows of the tents. we went from sitting down, to standing up, to talking loudly, to Pris and Idayu going down to fetch our instructor out of caninephobia.
all of a sudden the dog stood up. we backed away. Shruthi was screaming away like crazy of which i forgot what were the words that came out because as i mentioned before, i have a uber bad memory, or was it in the earlier post...? anyway. that dog started growling. (and man he have alot of phlegm! clear your throat man!)
the first thought that struck my mind was "shit. when the dog starts chasing us, should i drop the can in my hand when i run, or should i hold on. habitually i would hold on, but in movies they look so cool when they drop stuff! but if i drop it, it would hit the dog... Huh, and they said OBS was safe." (yes i was thinking like Raito)
of course the next moment Hyezue our instructor literally appeared out of nowhere and chased the dog like a barbaric caveman hunting for his food and barking away like mad. yeah, and you know the next, i cried because it looked so much like a movie and stuff.
what im trying to pinpoint through this uh... experience is not to tell you how i almost got killed by a dog (neither to finally be able to post this experience since the day i returned, no, not at all.)
what im trying to point out is,
I HAVE REALLY REALLY WEIRD THOUGHTS!!
it'll be so SAD if its the last words i said (or thought) alive. at least let it be something meaningful like "well ive lived a great life" or "im finally able to meet Renji soon" but a "should i drop the can or not"?! as kirstene put it, your life is summarized by a "no!!" or "ah!!" or worse, "should i drop the can or not?".
just the other time i was watching a movie and the man's about to get bombed by a helicopter in front of him and because the scene was taken from the man's point of view, it's uber real. i whispered "oh shit."
see what i mean??
My life's summarized by an "oh" and a "shit". All those 15 years of joy, tears, what-the-hells, achievements, oh-my-gods are packed into a circle and the stuff that you see in the toilet bowl when your stomach hurts.
if i had a last word grave it'd be
Amanda tay
1993 - XXXX
"Oh shit"
Rest In Peace
that's really, really, really sad.
rainy days never stay, 8:59 am.
Saturday, April 12
hey
http://www.zan-jusan.livejournal.com
this post is going to be all about my shameless self promotion
YAY I FINALLY GIVE BIRTH TO MY LJ! :D
dont worry, LJ will just handle the more specialized part, like revs etc.
blogger is still the general file :)
http://www.zan-jusan.livejournal.com
this post is going to be all about my shameless self promotion
YAY I FINALLY GIVE BIRTH TO MY LJ! :D
dont worry, LJ will just handle the more specialized part, like revs etc.
blogger is still the general file :)
rainy days never stay, 11:05 am.
Friday, April 4
hello.
its been so long since i posted. well, at least i didnt abandon it, that calls for a celebration :)
what should i blog about. nah i wont blog about my day, i mean, who the hell is interested in my life right? except... maybe stalkers... HI MR.STALKER! :D
but still, just in case i got hit by a car/truck/motorcycle/aeroplane/helicopter and drifts into a coma and the last thing i remember was me saying "oohh what's that shiny thing coming at me?" and therefore could remember anything that happened 15 years before that, i shall just briefly summarise it.
hadsportsdayandhad23gatheringandcriedandcriedandsuckedalipof
glucosesyrupandsawoneofmyfriendsfaintandgothorrifiedbutluckily
shewasalrightthancabbedtoTMwithsharzingandmegtomakanpizzasanddied
offullness.gotcrazyoversomeBLEACHplushieswhichcosts$41andtowhcichi
forcedthemtobuyasabirthdaypresentformeandthenwewenthome.
wooh.
yup. so that ends my pretty short day.
oh yes i forgot.
FRIENDS
I THINK ITS TIME
YOU MEET MY FRIENDS...
i was trying to create a star wars credits-or-opening-i-cannot-remember-wait-does-that-mean-im-hit-by-a-truck??-anyway-back-to-the-point effect.
before the image of megan/zing/sharon drifts into your mind scarily let me explain first.
yes i wanna be a Mangaka and thus i create stories, and therefore i create characters. so there happens to be this particular story which i have on my head for 2 years because i have not thought out the story to perfection, so these people are pracitcally living in my head. dont worry, as much as i wish to, we havent started any conversations yet. they wouldnt reply me
SO I BRING YOU...
KIYOSHI!!
he was meant to be a really dao and cynical but observant person, his current superpower (yes im using that noun, shut up) is his violin, which i subconsiously named 'Grimmjow', because he is less of a melee person. he is the financial manager of the group, because among all, he is the least spastic. (note the LEAST)
CHIHARU
She is the only girl in the group. She has freakishly long hair because her long-lost-and-still-lost brother said her hair was like their long-dead mother's. and uh, shes a tomboy in distress because as much as she tried to fit in with the girls in her class, she is still a tomboy at heart. she specializes in ghostly powers, pretty much like Danny Phantom, but not as westernised (?). she is very close to Haruo, who is down there.
HARUO!
sorry he really isnt meant to be ugly, but my hands just defied me when i set down to draw Haruoduring class. so hes the youngest in the group and plays the role of the mother, or father, or father-playing-the-role-of-the-mother. anyway, hes way better at housecaring than the rest and is a relatively positive person who smiles at basically, uh, everything. he treats Chiharu like sister and follows her whenever he can. awwww :) and oh yeah, he turns into a dog.
and our star of the show...
KAZUKI!!
hes the first to be drawn so hes relatively revolting in a way. but i love him :) so hes the leader of the group and is REALLY spastic and clumsy, a bit like Naruto but less childlike. i was thinking of changing his personality to an adult like Spike (:D) but couldnt think any story that comes out of it. but he takes responsibility for the things he do and is a melee type person. his superpower (STOP LAUGHING AT THAT PHRASE!) is the power of LIGHT. cliche, but hes actually a star (yes twinkle twinkle little star star) so he posess the power of star which he mistook for light. anything that happens he'll blame it on himself. But hes a relatively good martial artist that is really spastic.
Yes this is the part you jump around and go ole-ole-for-amanda-has-finished!-dance. pardon the rotated pictures you have to twist your head to see. just a footnote: the story isnt really settled because after two years of trying to piece the story together ive given altogether and tried to start a new story! yay me for my wasted efforts and sleepless nights! :D
its been so long since i posted. well, at least i didnt abandon it, that calls for a celebration :)
what should i blog about. nah i wont blog about my day, i mean, who the hell is interested in my life right? except... maybe stalkers... HI MR.STALKER! :D
but still, just in case i got hit by a car/truck/motorcycle/aeroplane/helicopter and drifts into a coma and the last thing i remember was me saying "oohh what's that shiny thing coming at me?" and therefore could remember anything that happened 15 years before that, i shall just briefly summarise it.
hadsportsdayandhad23gatheringandcriedandcriedandsuckedalipof
glucosesyrupandsawoneofmyfriendsfaintandgothorrifiedbutluckily
shewasalrightthancabbedtoTMwithsharzingandmegtomakanpizzasanddied
offullness.gotcrazyoversomeBLEACHplushieswhichcosts$41andtowhcichi
forcedthemtobuyasabirthdaypresentformeandthenwewenthome.
wooh.
yup. so that ends my pretty short day.
oh yes i forgot.
FRIENDS
I THINK ITS TIME
YOU MEET MY FRIENDS...
i was trying to create a star wars credits-or-opening-i-cannot-remember-wait-does-that-mean-im-hit-by-a-truck??-anyway-back-to-the-point effect.
before the image of megan/zing/sharon drifts into your mind scarily let me explain first.
yes i wanna be a Mangaka and thus i create stories, and therefore i create characters. so there happens to be this particular story which i have on my head for 2 years because i have not thought out the story to perfection, so these people are pracitcally living in my head. dont worry, as much as i wish to, we havent started any conversations yet. they wouldnt reply me
SO I BRING YOU...
KIYOSHI!!
he was meant to be a really dao and cynical but observant person, his current superpower (yes im using that noun, shut up) is his violin, which i subconsiously named 'Grimmjow', because he is less of a melee person. he is the financial manager of the group, because among all, he is the least spastic. (note the LEAST)
CHIHARU
She is the only girl in the group. She has freakishly long hair because her long-lost-and-still-lost brother said her hair was like their long-dead mother's. and uh, shes a tomboy in distress because as much as she tried to fit in with the girls in her class, she is still a tomboy at heart. she specializes in ghostly powers, pretty much like Danny Phantom, but not as westernised (?). she is very close to Haruo, who is down there.
HARUO!
sorry he really isnt meant to be ugly, but my hands just defied me when i set down to draw Haruo
and our star of the show...
KAZUKI!!
hes the first to be drawn so hes relatively revolting in a way. but i love him :) so hes the leader of the group and is REALLY spastic and clumsy, a bit like Naruto but less childlike. i was thinking of changing his personality to an adult like Spike (:D) but couldnt think any story that comes out of it. but he takes responsibility for the things he do and is a melee type person. his superpower (STOP LAUGHING AT THAT PHRASE!) is the power of LIGHT. cliche, but hes actually a star (yes twinkle twinkle little star star) so he posess the power of star which he mistook for light. anything that happens he'll blame it on himself. But hes a relatively good martial artist that is really spastic.
Yes this is the part you jump around and go ole-ole-for-amanda-has-finished!-dance. pardon the rotated pictures you have to twist your head to see. just a footnote: the story isnt really settled because after two years of trying to piece the story together ive given altogether and tried to start a new story! yay me for my wasted efforts and sleepless nights! :D
rainy days never stay, 7:24 am.
