I'm changing my blog.


PLEASE, blogger sucks right now. It super sucks. I've changed to using tumblr. It's MUCH MUCH MUCH better. Yes, i was influenced by Angel (and thank goodness that she did!)

It's up to you whether you wanna relink me. Because firstly, it's annoying to relink people and secondly, i might still occasionally blog here. Depends. Who knows, i might someday start hating tumblr and love blogger again!

Alright, here's the link to my tumblr. I really do hope i get frequent readers. Really.

Bye ilove-eyeballs.blogspot.com. I'll see you again when i feel like it.

Mass CIP is when you go around everywhere and anywhere trying to collect funds from people, who have absolutely no compassion, so as to aid needy people.

PSLs are hard working people when it comes to such things. They stayed for a long time in school yesterday to pack th stuff. They are really amazing.
But then again, always trust a few bimbos to exist in the realms of PSLs. AH, OUCH.

It was still a very fun day despite the leg aches, dehydration, blah. Took a random bus and got off at a random bus stop when me and jia min saw a HDB block. After countless rejections and meeting a few nice and generous people, we went back, met up with other 3/6 people and went Vivo to slack.

I swear it's amazing that how we bond so quick.

Had alot of fun. Seriously. I have this serious urge to steal the pics from Elmira's blog, but that wouldn't be right.

I was doing a whole bunch of Facebook quizes when i realised that about ALL the time, i don't see the option that i want and I'll just blindly pick anything.

And the answer will turn out to be something i don't even understand -.-
Anyway fb quizes sucks up like shit. As if you'll make money if you make ppl feel happy by telling them "Oh, you're really beautiful. Everyone loves you. You have about 30 guys who are secretly in love with you."

I'm damn pissed right now. Fucking pissed. And no, it's not about the stupid facebook quizes.

It's about my mic. My stupid mic spoilt again. And you know what's worse? NONE OF MY BROTHERS WANT TO ADMIT IT'S THEIR FAULT, EVEN THOUGH FROM THEIR REACTION I KNOW IMMEDIATELY WHO WAS THE ONE WHO DID SOMETHING TO IT.

Oresama screamed : MY MIC IS SPOILT! AGAIN!
Brother 1 : Really meh? Why? EH, not me hor!
Brother 2 : You sure not? Check one more time la..

Knowing my brothers' personalities, I KNOW THAT BROTHER 2 WAS THE ONE WHO RUINED MY MIC, AGAIN. It's always him. Always. I have changed like 3 mics? Because of his horrible itchy fingers. ALWAYS HIM. And yes, it's that fat ass brother who does nothing but think he is super good looking and that all girls thirst for him.

FUCK. I'M DAMN PISSED.

This photog work by Lord Kevinz on deviant art seriously reminds me of Kai, the drummer of TheGazettE >w<

Check Lord Kevinz out. He's really awesome at his photo manipulation and photography. Super amazing shots. And he's a super super hot angmoh/asian guy ;D


Here's his DevArt url : http://lord-kevinz.deviantart.com/

11th February 2010.
Even in death, still full of life.

I still remember when my father first brought him home because his previous owner had an abusive wife who uses a fucking bamboo stick to whack him. He had super long fur on his legs/ muzzle and he looked like an old man wearing jeans. He was the cutest thing i ever saw. Nothing else has eyes as innocent and as playful as his. He was perfect. And he was ours.

My mother was afraid of dogs then. And she didn't dare to leave the room. Real was trained to never enter a room with a bed in it so she was safe in the bedroom. But she had to leave the room somehow. He somehow realises my mother's fear, and made it a habit to stay one metre away from her, unless she approached him. Yes, he was that intelligent. Slowly, my mother wasnt afraid of him anymore and they became very very close, since my mother is a housewife and she's at home most of the time.

He has this weird love for ice cubes. Whenever we open the fridge, he would get very excited, not for food, but for the ice cubes. We'll throw the ice cube to him and he'll chase it like a ball. Heck, he loved ice cubes more than he loved balls. He loved tennis balls(no, i'm not talking about vivienne's dad); he would grab one tennis ball in his mouth and try to grab the other at the same time. Of course, his mouth was too small to squeezed to tennis balls in it at a time, but he had fun trying, and that's all that mattered to him. Sometimes he'll grab a ball, turn around to see if we chase after him for the ball, then run away very quickly if he sees us advancing towards him. That's how playful he is.

He's also very cowardy. When we bring him out for walks, we're bound to see other dogs. If it's a small dog, Real will start barking like mad. If it's a big dog, or cat, he'll drag us away. He's also afraid of thunder. If there happens to be a thunderstorm, he'll either hide under the sofa or run to anyone of the family.

Just a month ago, he was diagnosed to be having kidney failure. He suddenly became very weak, had blood in his stools/urine, and vomited often. He was very lethargic and didnt run around and bark anymore. We thought medicine could cure him. But it only made him worse. So we had him euthanased.

My brothers were informed of his death only much later because my mother feared that they might refuse to spend CNY if they knew. I was told. I cried like shit but yet i had to smile in front of my brothers like nothing happened. My mother cried alot and my father, too. Yes, my father cried. The only other time i saw him cry was when his mother, my grandmother, died. Real was my father's best friend. Sometimes he wouldn't tell us his financial problems or work problems in fear of worrying us. So everything, he told Real.
Real's death took away a part of our life.


But i know Real's on the road to reincarnating into human.


I will never again keep pets. I swear.

My second Hatsune Miku Fan Art, Done ages ago but i couldn't find the time ( AKA procrastinated) so i only uploaded it now.
Many things happened these few weeks. Many thought occurred me too. But i'll leave all those trash for later.
View and comment? ;D


EDIT.

Some guy gave me really constructive comment on DevArt.

He said :




"Your drawing sucks, it looks wrong, the anatomy is off, i do not know what the fuck you were trying to draw but it is bad, please stop drawing because you suck at it.

Also , kill yourself."







;D

Ok. I shall stop drawing because this kind soul says so and because i suck at drawing;D
Oh, and i shall kill myself.
HAHA.

Go check out the genius Dev"Artist" who said that yeah ;D He's/ She's a cool guy.
http://communitysoul.deviantart.com/



No, REALLY. Check him/her out. Just do it. You'll be amazed.

OMG OMG OMG. ONISION HAS OPENED AN ART CONTEST AND I'M GOING TO TRY TO TAKE PART EVEN THOUGH I'M TOTALLY NOT INTERESTED IN THE PRIZE AND I'LL NEVER EVER HAVE THE CHANCE TO WIN.

I'm just craving for a chance to involved with great, awesome, hot, sexy YT comedian in one way or another. HAHA.
That is, IF i win...

I just love the feeling of winning something. Don't you? ;D
I won my first art contest when i was 4 or 5. It was a minor competition, but the feeling of winning was exhilarating.

NEVER EVER bitch about teachers while you're still in school.
I've learnt my lesson the hard way.

I redrew my acrylic painting. You know, the one that the hell bitch keeps growling about?
Yes, when she learns that i've changed my drawing/painting last minute, she'll change from growls to barks.
I know what you all are thinking. SHUT UP. Don't call me rebellious when you've not met suzannah as your teacher before. And yes, it was a very risky move to redo EVERY DAMN THING but it was worth it.

Compare painting pencils to painting eyeballs... Now, which topic suits me better? Of cos it's the eyeballs!

Oh, and the end result turned out MUCH MUCH BETTER than the stupid pencils. I took like 3 hours to colour in 1/4 of the page for the pencil drawing. But for my eyeball drawing, i got TOO absorbed and addicted that i just couldn't stop painting it, which ends up with me finishing the WHOLE DAMN THING within two hours. I'm RATHER satisfied. Well, not too much :X
Two hours is still too damn long. I needed that one hour to sort out my chinese stuff. I think i'll go to sch a little earlier tmr to settle the stupid yellow file things.

Has anyone ever wondered why CHINESE LANGUAGE FILES are often yellow/green? It's been like this since primary school. Well, my primary school had a standard subject file colour for everyone. Green is for science, Blue is for maths, Red is for english and Yellow is for Chinese. It's standard.
So i come to the amazing conclusion that Chinese lang teachers are racist. (?!)

I don't know why, but recently, i feel as if my energy is dropping.
I used to be able to stay up until a really late time, like say, 12-2 am. But recently, as in this few weeks, my eyelids are barely staying open when it's only 9pm. I think it's got something to do with the fact that my body isn't adapting even though it's been two whole months after nov/dec hols?
Yeah, i think so.
I get tired easily and in the morning, i'm getting more and more sleepy.
I feel so anti social nowadays. It's not because I've suddenly become very guai or suddenly love doing homework or something, it's because i'm not in the mood to be "crazy" and "hyper", or whatever you guys wanna call me, like i was last year.

I think there's something wrong with my brain.

Blah.