Hey! This is one of hana kimi's funny moments, one of the many2. This is where a lie detector is created to watch the panty thief. HAHA lol. watch it.
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Hai. I just finished revamping my slides again. Anyway now I have to split with monkey his proposal cos his is too long for him to handle. So i can get tested on HIS proposal as well. Bugger.
Anywayyy today Yan and I were on my way to my house (in case you didn't know, my house is like a meeting place for all my friends, because it's near the interchange so it's convenient) and she wanted to top up er card. I thought, seriously THOUGHT ok, that min top up is ten at the machine. to top up 5 have to go to counter.
SO sure of myself, Yanti bet with me that if she wins, I go out with this guy she's trying to matchmake me with. (dotdotdot=.= sigh)
Of course I lost. So now I have to go out with her and Hasbi and yeah. Him. WHOM I DONT KNOW. WTH riiiiightttttttttttttt.
And I have started to revise. My close shave with re-uh-tainment(?) has got me by the heart. And I had a tearful affair with my mum. Cos I have NEVER EVER scored well ever since PSLE. PSLE was the only time I made my mum proud-er.(she claims that watever i do, shes still proud of me)
And my will went downhill from there, when I was burdened with deep-rooted affairs of the heart. I lost the will to be my best and decided to just hide in the shadows.
ANYWAY< GUESS WHAT? Yanti's brain is sooo small that she starts calling all guys 'she' and girls 'he'. (She called ikhwan she 3 times and alvin girl once. and some more today.. i cant rmb) And today Cikgu Scary went up to me and said "Wah, shiok eh, main computer." We were doing pw. Well, Yanti was, I was studying. And Mr Choong scared me by staring over my shoulder and Ken and someone else I cant rmb... ...OH GOD... STML...(short term memory loss)
And I saw this ahem couple at simei today. Overall, today was a calm day. Feeling dizzy right now, because I havent eaten... since... 2? siiigh. Well, Im gonna watch hana yori dango or maybe if possible,sky of love! Im gonna try find it now.
JA NE! TSUKI DAYO OGURI SHUN! (yare yare...=.=)
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Saturday, October 18, 2008
Hello darlings. Ive been dying to post this story. It's a songfic- based on the song from mamma mia! Does your mother know that you're out? Ah, THAT ONE. THIS IS SUPER good, it's not written by me. It's by kakashidiot.
Does Your Mother Know? You’re so hot, teasing me
One of the few dance clubs of Konoha is open mainly for shinobi. And it was there, in the secretive shadows, that I first glimpsed your pink hair. It was out of place.I did a double take and for the first time in my life I felt surprise (although my face still showed its casual passivity). Although how I remained passive as you swayed your lithe body to the pounding beat is beyond me.For once, when I saw you, I was speechless.A good thing I had my mask on. So you’re blue, but I can’t take a chance on a chick like you That’s something I couldn’t do I didn’t want to admit it but I felt my stomach drop like a stone as I watched Izumo, Kotetsu and Genma sidle over. As the dirty-blonde quirked his senbon suggestively towards you, you just smiled back coyly – and I wanted to jump in between you and challenge the examiner to a duel.But you enjoyed his hands and his body against yours and I didn’t step in for fear that I would be caught up in that dance.After all, anything between us would be automatically… taboo. Right?So I sat and watched. And ached.
There’s that look in your eyes I can read in your face that your feelings are driving you wild
I watched the lift of your short black skirt as you twisted under the strobe lights. Mesmerized, I watched his fingers slid up your waist, lifting your short, tight shirt (some sort of tank top) past the pale skin of your ribcage.Your eyes are shut in ecstasy and when you open them, the music is in your green liquid pools and you seem to be like a wild thing – some part of nature that bonded with man.No. That’s just me being fanciful.
Ah, but girl, you’re only a child
And the look of beckoning you gave me is the stuff of fantasy. Or not. For some reason, you had found me. Picked me out of the many other people there – saw me as I sat back in the shadows. Your hands are in mine, pulling me to the lights and although I’ve watched for years, my feet are rather unsure.Not that I’d admit it.
Well, I can dance with you honey If you think it’s funny Does your mother know that you’re out?
“So….” I say, trying not to sound like your father. “Your mom – dad – know you’re out?”You pout and sway ever so close to me.“What kind of question is that?” you ask.“I’m concerned.” I find myself saying rather stiffly.But already your hands are running down my vest, unzipping my jacket.“I’m of age,” you say. “As of today.”“You’re what? Fourteen?”“Sixteen.”“Sixteen? Aren’t you supposed to be eighteen to get in here?”“I’m a kunoichi of Konoha. If I can’t fake my way into any old club, I don’t know what I’ve been doing during the whole of my life.”I blink.What the heck…..I feel slightly panicked.“Umm…. What’re you doing?” I ask. The jacket has been whipped off and thrown randomly away. It disappears into a corner.I don’t want to lose you but I do want to know what the fate of my flak jacket is going to be. I turn.Your body presses up to my back, your arms winding around my chest.You HAVE grown. I can feel it against my back.
And I can chat with you baby Flirt a little maybe Does your mother know that you’re out?
So with a sigh, I turn around and look you in the eye and force a casual smile. You pull yourself closer in response. Little minx.“Any closer and we might never get apart,” I murmur, your hair is right under my nose and I’m going to faint from the intoxicating jasmine scent of it.It relaxes me with its familiarity.It smells like Pakkun.“Is that a bad thing?” you ask.I don’t answer.“A penny for your thoughts.”I grin. “I don’t answer those offers – they always end up being very personal and uncomfortable.”“Try me. We’re so close anyway.”I look down at my feet, which have stopped shuffling around.“Hmmmm….. how should I say this???” I put on my ‘deep thought’ expression, closing my eyes, head tilted back and a hand on my chin. “You smell like my dog.”You look miffed.“Don’t say anything more,” You growl. But there is a twinkle in your eye.“It’s nice….” I hurry on to say. “It makes me feel relaxed.”“Heh. So I’m just a pup to you, eh?” you say with a sultry smile.“Well….” I laugh, sweat-dropping.You smack me playful and squeeze my butt.I yelp.“Did Pakkun ever do that?” you ask, flirtatious.
Take it easy Better slow down girl That’s no way to go Does your mother know?
Take it easy Try to cool it girl Take it nice and slow Does your mother know?
Your hands are on my butt.What the hell?What the hell am I to do? As I turn around, I catch sight of Genma, his senbon quirking madly as he sizes up the situation. He winks one brown eye and gives me a thumbs-up. Once again, I’m thankful for my mask as I slowly feel as if I’m about to combust. My face I am sure is as red as a tomato. And the only thing keeping my hands from visibly shaking is the fact that they are gripping the slim waist of a girl FOURTEEN years my junior and my student to boot.Am I pedophile?My head feels like it is buzzing.Already I can see people’s reactions in my head.Tsunade: What the hell, Kakashi? As if your perverted porn reading is enough you have to go hit on a girl more than a decade younger than you! That’s it! Team 7 is officially disbanded!
Gai: Kakashi! What the heck do you think you are doing destroying a girl who is in the spring time of her youth? Youth is a time for mistakes – don’t become one of hers! Genma: Heh heh heh! So? Was it a five star or not worth the fuss? Naruto: Kaka-sensei! I challenge you to a duel for taking away Sakura-chan’s virtue! Ero-sensei!!!!!!
“Is…. Um….. Naruto here?” I try to say in a smooth calm voice as your hands remain firmly on my ass.“Somewhere around with Sasuke,” you shrug indifferently.Suddenly it is imperative that we separate. There is no way I’m about to let myself become entangled in another desperate love triangle.Love…. That is dangerous in and of itself.“Umm…. Your hands are… on my butt.” I peek down at your pink hair. Green eyes are raised to me – and a pair of glossy lips in a little girl pout.“You don’t like that?”“Ahhhahaha!!!!” I laugh nervously. “Is that a question I have to answer?”“Yep!”
I can see what you want But you seem pretty young to be searching for that kind of fun
“Ehhh….. well…. Don’t you think you’re kind of young for this?” I ask. “When I was your age….”I pause.“Yes?” you ask, curiously.When I was your age, I was in ANBU killing people with the chidori and living day to day in the mouth of death.No.When I was your age, the only relationships I indulged in was a whore every couple of months or the comfort of my dogs.Not good.When I was your age, I didn’t really have the time or inclination to fall in love – in fact, I still am not quite sure if it is worth it…. I guess that shows my inexperience right away….No.So maybe I’m not the one“Well?” You prod me in the ribs – ah! Goal accomplished. Hands off butt. We are standing in the middle of the dance floor.“Well…..”“When you were my age – what?”I’m at a loss.“Be honest,” you say, solemnly, seeing my dilemma. “I don’t know what you’re playing at – but when I was your age, that was the furthest thing from my mind. So –“I’m confused.No. I can’t admit that.You blink. Unsure.I try to calm down my racing heart and clear my suddenly tight throat. “What I mean is – don’t you think you should slow down? Why rush all these grownup feelings? Aren’t you going to wait and take it slow? What about Sasuke-kun? What kind of message are you giving your teammates when you – uh – what do you call it? – grope – me up on the dance floor?” Then you smile, a sweet innocent smile that starts in your eyes.
Now you’re so cute, I like your style And I know what you mean when you give me a flash of that smile But girl you’re only a child
“That’s a lot of questions, sensei. It seems to me like you’ve been stewing over this for quite a while. Been on your mind a lot lately?”I try to outstare you but end up glaring at my feet.Damn Tsunade’s teaching.You shrug, and wrapping your arms around my neck (it’s still a stretch, but you make it), you place your cheek against my chest and inhale my scent. You start to sway. And I can’t but help be swept away by the soft music.“I used to worry a lot about the future – that’s why I would make plans and decide to do things slowly. But after the war, I realized that life is too short to worry over. Shikamaru is right, you know. It’s too troublesome. You just gotta enjoy life as it passes by. Taking the good with the bad. Since our dancing doesn’t feel wrong, I’m taking the good as much as I can. Because one day, you’re going to die – in your bed or out on the field somewhere – and I don’t want to have to stand by your grave ‘what if’-ing.”“Ahhh….”I look down and we bump noses. Your green eyes look into my eye earnestly.“Sasuke-kun will never like me. I realize that now. And Naruto has another path to tread – I don’t want to pull him down. Plus… have you seen the way Hinata looks at him?”I blink.“She’s liked him since forever, right?” I said, remembering the first Chuunin exam I had nominated them for. Hinata had given him a small vial of medicine.Her first step.You nod.“I wish them all well. But when I think of me…. I want to enjoy myself. They should have no say about what I’m doing with my private life.”
Well I can dance with you honey If you think it’s funny Does your mother know that you’re out?
And I can chat with you baby Flirt a little maybe Does your mother know that you’re out?
“I see….”I don’t really but I go along with the moment because I decide to try out your philosophy.“And your parents?”“What’s with you worrying about my parents? You’ve got some fixation.”“Well…. Someone has to think maturely. What if your dad caught me and you groping each other up on a dance floor – what would happen then?”You lean back and close your eyes.I ravish your neck with my eye – each inch, I mentally kiss slowly and claim as mine. Then I realize that you have been peeking at me underneath your sinfully long eyelashes. I blush. Suddenly your lips are pressed against my cloth covered ones and your hands are playing in my wild grey hair. My hitae ate disappears.
Take it easy Better slow down girl That’s no way to go Does your mother know?
Your hands are up my shirt and skirting the edge of my pants – my movements mirroring your every touch. Blame it on my Sharingan. When we bump up against a couch in a shadowy corner, part of me heats up another notch and although bells are ringing – sheissoyoungandyourstudent, thisisprobablyherfirsttime,whatwilleverybodysay – I know that a line has been crossed and the plow set on its course.And we both are not the type to look back once a decision is made.Take it easy
Try to cool it girl Take it nice and slow Does your mother know?
And damn her parents.And Tsunade.And anybody else.No. Those evaporate from my brain as I touch your electric hair, kiss your eyelids shut and taste the scent of your neck and sake on your tongue.
Well I can dance with you honey If you think it’s funny Does your mother know that you’re out?
Your small hands run up my thighs, over my butt and pull me down closer to you as I straddle you gentle on the couch, pinning you down – as we make a blazing fire between us. Your hands are up my shirt, teasing my nipples and then back down. I don’t really think you know what you’re doing but that’s fine by me. I don’t really know what I’m doing either. Kisses and touch are all that’s needed. And isn’t this supposed to be primal and instinctual? The moon rises and falls, the night passes by. People leave, people pass out and we, satiated, rest in each other’s arms and watch the stars swing overhead. And we talk about everything under the sun and the moon.
And I can chat with you baby Flirt a little maybe
We have gotten where we are – grasped the good in life regardless of what people said and we are happy. The moon rises and falls still upon us. People have left, people have passed and we still rest in the peace of each other.
Does your mother know that you’re out?
Damn right she does. She came to the wedding.
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Thursday, October 16, 2008
He came to my wedding.
He just sat there, watching me watch him. He knew I was always looking, and I knew he was too.
He didn't even say a word. And it started that way, and progressed that way, until the end. He just went up to me, and said three simple words that made a dangerous attempt to sway my heart again. You look beautiful, he tells me.
I thanked him and turned away. And turned back. Are you happy? I ask.
He blinks. Why? As long as you are.
Silence.
Are you...happy? He asks me.
If you are.
...Michael's a good man.
He is.
So you must be happy.
...
TBC
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Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Tired. Just very emotionally exhausted.
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Friday, October 10, 2008
< Broken Inside>>
Hello. I'm using my aunt's coma nd guess what? I have a LOT of unfinished stories here. One is finished though and it's a very short one. =D Yaya for you who don't like loooong ones. It was 'supposedly' submitted to teh Commonwealth competition. But I handed in a little too late, so I dunno if they did submit. I think not. =CCC
Anyway it's like a Morrison story.. if that IS his name. the guy who inspires people. It's a shorter version, and of course more juvenile.
Enjoy ;D
The Bargain Jim Matthews was dreaming. In the dream, he held the world in his hands. He dreamt that he started up a business and had his Masters done. He dreamt he became rich, bought a new house, married a wonderful woman, had two lovely children, grew old, and died happy and contented. Even in his dreams, Jim knew this could never be possible. For two weeks ago, he went to receive his test results, a test that scanned for abnormal cells that proved him positive. In addition to that two weeks ago, Jim realized he only had half a year to live. After two weeks, he still couldn’t get it all in.
Jim Matthews got up from the bed, feeling a little dizzy. His short breaths weren’t helping him at all. “If only- if only- if only,” he kept murmuring to himself in short tiresome breaths. If only he had time on his side. If only time didn’t seem to matter at all. He didn’t feel like working today. Not now, not ever. Nothing mattered to him anymore. “I’m so sorry, Jim. The test results proved positive,” Dr Will had said in his office, his hands covering his face. Jim couldn’t move. He couldn’t think. For a couple of minutes he just looked down, unable to decipher the words coming out of his doctor’s mouth. Then he thought to himself, with a final wave of goodbye to his doctor, “It’s over. My life is over.” Jim still remembered the day he broke the news to his family, which was, ironically, solemn, despite the fact that it was Momma’s birthday. “I have cancer,” he announced quietly right after his mother was about to feed him a piece of cake. The hall was deathly silent. Everyone was genuinely shocked. Some, including his mother, just sat down on their chairs, staring into space. How could someone like him encounter such a problem? Someone from such a respectable family with strong roots and values that were upholded throughout the generation. After that, Jim didn’t utter another word to them. He just couldn’t. Straightaway he left the house, leaving its occupants in such disarray that they actually forgot their initial intention of visiting. He went to the store, bought three bottles of beer and swallowed his sorrows the whole night. The following nights ended the same way. His relatives and friends kept calling, but he never called back. Many tried to visit, but he never opened the door to anyone. Not even his mother could persuade him to talk. All he could think of was that his life is over. He was going to die, very, very soon. Sometimes Jim would stand in the kitchen, holding a knife, thinking to himself. “End it now. It’s better than suffering until the end.” But his fear of the unknown stopped him from doing it. Jim ended up doing nothing, thinking only of death and how cruel life was to him. It was better not to have lived at all if it had to end this way. “What was the use of life,” Jim thought unhappily, “when everyone is going to die anyway?” Jim became lost in his own world, his entire mind in utter chaos. However, things changed when one night, he went out to buy beer yet again. This time he found his neighbour outside at his own garden, hugging his nine-year-old daughter, tightly, gazing at the stars. The pretty nine-year-old was just looking up intently at the iridescent stars, as if waiting to see something special. Her eyes glowed mysteriously in the moonlight, and her lips curved into a smile. “Daddy is there anything you wish me to tell Mommy when I go?” the girl whispered suddenly. Her father smiled, a little sadly, when he said, “Tell her I love her, and I love you too, darling.” And they just gazed at the stars, the cool wind whipping the small girl’s hair across her face. The following day Jim found out Jamie was dying. Her muscles were deteriorating. She could hardly move by herself. “The poor nine-year-old,” Jim would hear some say. And he would remember her, her smoldering gaze and starry eyes and her warm innocent smile. To Jim, to know that you were going to die was like dying a slow, painful death. Yet when he saw her out in the yard, playing, she was smiling all the time, happy and contented. She wasn’t moping around all day; unlike Jim, she was using up every last minute of her life to be happy, so she could leave filled with sweet, golden memories. To Jim, it was sad seeing her like that. He decided to visit her one night, and unknowingly he was actually visiting her on the night of her passing.
Jim had sat at the edge of her bed. They eyes met for a while, then Jim had said “I’m going too.” Jamie suddenly frowned, and then she said “So why are you here?”
Jim couldn’t understand her question. “What do you mean?” he asked, puzzled.
And Jamie had said her last wisest words of her life. “You’re still breathing, you know. Go tell your mother that you love her before it’s too late.” And that was when Jim realized how foolish he was to think that his life was over. He had wasted so much time doing nothing. Life is like a bargain made between God and his people. People are given a chance to live, experience, and feel in life. That’s what life is about. And in life, it is about moving on, overcoming challenges, and learning from mistakes to make people better, and learning the art of love. People live and die, and even in death, people learn that it is just another obstacle to overcome. In life, there is death, and in death, life. It didn’t matter when and how they die; what mattered was how and when they actually start living their life. People don’t live twice, so they have to make the best of what they have of this period of time.
Jim was on his bed, thinking. He thought and thought. What was he going to do with the rest of his life? What could he do with it?
“I could do so many things,” he murmured, “So many.” That day, he called up his family members and friends for a meeting at his house. He told them how much he appreciated them and how each of them had made an impact in his life. He enthused about his love for his family, his mother, his late father, and his siblings. “Whenever the time of my leave, I will leave this place with good memories, filled with love and happiness,” he said. Jim Matthews went back to work. He lived like he never lived before, and lived his life to the fullest. He visited his mother everyday without fail. In a couple of months, doctors had to amputate his left leg. Jim still kept on living. When he started sitting on a wheelchair, he was happy. In three months, he had to resort to staying in the hospital. Everyone he knew was by his side. He was still happy. When Jim Matthews died, he died never feeling happier in his life.
END Liked that? Comment please. Anyway the next one is uh, about anime. AND IT INCLUDES ME YANTI and SYAZ as the main characs. Did it after O's, I should think. LOL.
It was a quiet day. So far nothing interesting happened. Only a couple of laughs had here and there, but mainly teaching. What the hell! Prelims are over! Can’t they give us a break?? Azrina thought to herself. She had shut off from reality. Thoughts of going home, reading manga with the book in one hand and a cup of hot milo in the other filled her mind. A smile formed on her face as she remembered the newly-bought Vampire Knight Book 6 was sitting still in her bag. She sighed and placed her hand on her chin. Somehow her teacher seemed to notice her smile and her dreamy face. The teacher stared, annoyed, and said, “Yes Azrina? Got something to share with us?” The brown haired girl snapped back to reality. She shook her head jerkily. Oh boy. Can’t wait for this nightmare to end.
The black haired girl’s brown eyes were on her book, as if mesmerized with its words. She was studying intently a graph calculating lag time. Suddenly a hand came out from nowhere and smacked her book. She yelped and turned. “AZRINA! I was studying!” The short-haired girl crinkled her nose in disgust. “Geography. What a stupid subject. Syaz.. you’re always studying. You need to learn to relax.” “You on the other hand need to stop relaxing. Os are near!” she said indignantly. “Yeah whatever.” Azrina sat on a chair beside her and started picking at her geography book. “Say, this Saturday, want to have a Fushigi Yugi marathon? You need a break anyway.” Syazwani tapped the table with her pen thoughtfully. “Maybe… let’s get the others to come.”
So it was set. Azrina was to provide the cds. As expected she rented at the last minute. On Friday night, she remembered what she was supposed to do and hurried downstairs. She cursed inwardly at not having rented earlier. She doubted if the video rental shop below her flat was still open. Saturday was going to be a public holiday; Teacher’s Day. It was ten plus. Few people were at s11. She rushed up the escalator and turned to the left to look at the shop. Her heart dropped. It wasn’t open. Guess she had to call the gathering off. She wondered at how she would deliver this news to them at the least minute. She looked at the shop again, and almost yelped in surprise. It was open. And it wasn’t the same video rental shop; it was a different one. The rose, it was called. A weird-looking bespectacled lady was at the counter. She looked like she was dressed for a cosplay exhibition; she was a cross between Witchhunter Robin and Hell Girl. Azrina assumed that she was hallucinating the first time she looked at the shop. She went over to the counter to the lady, who had such an unnerving stare that her palms started to sweat. Azrina felt weird. She felt that something was going to happen. Something major. “What do you want, little lady?” the petite lady asked her. Azrina cleared her throat. “Fushigi Yugi?” she asked. The lady reached for under the table and emerged with a weird cd case. It had the picture of a rose as its cover. “I’m not sure what season this is,” I said. “Anything.” “What?” “It is anything.” “What season?” “Well, guess you’ll have to find out what you want, don’t you?” She whispered, sending chills up her spine, “It can be anything you want.” Azrina took a step back. She was careful. “How much is it?” “What?” “What is the cost?” “Whatever you wish and make of your decisions.” She smiled the widest creepiest smile Azrina had ever seen. Silence. Then… “I have to go now. “ “Go where? Who will take care of your shop?” “I don’t need to.” Azrina felt a presence behind her and turned. No one. When she turned back, the shop wasn’t there either. She dropped the cd case she was holding. Resting on the cold hard floor, the picture of the rose shimmered and glowed a deep dark red.
“What do you mean, you don’t know?” Syazwani asked. She was irritated. How could she rent a cd and not know the season? Furthermore Azrina was acting weird. She was awfully quiet. Huda was propped on a chair resting. They were in Huda’s house. The four of them- Az, Syaz, Huda, Yanti and Atiqah. Fezra, being herself, did not come for the marathon. She hated animes. Atiqah suddenly got up. “Toilet,” she mumbled and went off. Huda trailed after her, saying she needed to make some more coffee. Yanti was humming to herself as she took out the cd from the cd case. Her short hair was tied into a tiny ponytail. She spun the cd on her hand as she studied it. The cd was emerald in colour, and thre were no designs for it. “Azrina froze as she watched Yanti place the cd into the player and slapped the button PLAY. A lot of things happened at once. The tv flashed white, a voice came from the tv. It said, “Welcome to your destiny. We have been waiting.“ *
Azrina woke up with a violent jerk and realized she was in a different place. Suddenly she became aware of the group surrounding her. Right in front of her there was a beautiful woman. She smiled warmly as she looked at her. Somehow she had a feeling they weren’t having any evil intentions. She didn’t struggle as two of her guards helped her up. Then suddenly she found Syaz and Yanti curled up in a corner. She ran to them and woke them up. Syaz woke up and rubbed her eyes. She felt groggy and unable to move. Only then did she realize that she was in a state of shock. She calmed herself and sat upwards slowly, looking around. “Az… where are we?” “Conan.” She turned behind and found a pretty woman answering her question and some people who seemed to be her guards. She looked at Yanti, who seemed unable to tear her eyes away from the beautiful lady.
“NO. SHUT UP!” Azrina’s mouth was wide open. Her head seemed to be working well now. Her hand seemed to tremble uncontrollably as she spoke these words. “Emperor… Hotohori?” He nodded solemnly. “It is unclear where you come from and how you have come to know my name, but it is said in the scroll not to question or doubt you guardians, for fear of manupilating the threads of time, and destiny will change.”
Yanti stared at him. She still couldn’t get past her first discovery. “You’re a MAN?” *
“So we are here to protect the fate of the Suzaku warriors and its priestess?” Syazwani asked for the 32nd time. Hotohori nodded. However, I have yet to find them all. I have a ceremony tomorrow at a village nearby. I need you to help me look out for people with-“ “Signs on their foreheads, arms, et cetera. We know.” Syazwani slapped Azrina on the arm the second she spoke it out. “Don’t worry. We will find one or two of them by tomorrow,” Syaz reassured him. She noticed that he looked worried and there was a lot on his mind. “Leave it to us, Emperor Hotohori.” Her words seem to comfort him. He smiled slightly. “Thank you very much. I suggest you sleep early tonight as the ceremony is tomorrow morning. I should rest too. You especially,” his words were directed at her as he looked at her with his fierce blue eyes. “You almost fainted just now.” Yanti and Azrina saw their friend blush. They looked at each other. Hmmmmmm…
*
“What a nice dress,” Azrina commented as she studied her dark brown feet-length dress. It was simple with a sash tied to the middle of her waist with the ribbon at the back. “I finally look slender!” Yanti looked at herself in the long mirror. She looked great in royal purple. She studied her headdress that came with it. It was like a tiara except that she had to wear it like a headband. Small, sparkling red jewels glittered as the sun’s rays land on it. She wondered what the other Fushigi Yugi characters are like. Syazwani and Azrina had told her of their characters and habits, and how it will all turn out to be. “Nevertheless I suspect things won’t go exactly the same way as it did in the manga,” Syazwani had analysed last night. As for Syazwani, she was still in her own room, getting ready. She wore a raven black dress. It was long sleeve, yet awfully light and cool. “It was made this way,” the emperor had said. “There is a small amount of highly-respected people who possess unhumanly powers, such as magic. Some make use of it for good, some for evil.”
She twirled around. Her dress didn’t get in the way. “You look beautiful.” She turned around to see Hotohori looking at her with his unreadable eyes. Once again she blushed. “Thank you, Emperor.” “Promise me one thing.” “Yes, Emperor?” “Don’t call me Emperor. Call me… Hotohori.”
* The ceremony had started. “Please guys. Whatever you do, don’t interfere. Tamahome and Miaka will come to us.” Azrina remembered what she had said to Syaz and Yanti. She fidgeted nervously while walking around the streets, waiting for the incident to happen. Soon, she told herself, soon. *
It happened. They were now back at the palace. The two of them were imprisoned in a chamber near one of the emperor’s gardens. Emperor Hotohori was sitting down. His forehead creased into a line as he pondered over the three girls’ suggestions that they were the ones they were looking for. Finally he spoke, “It is evident that the boy is a warrior. But is the girl really a priestess of Suzaku? What do you propose then?” Yanti’s lips parted into a smile. “We talk.”
< Will it ever change>>
-tales&stories;
Hello there.
I am belly tired today. watched Mama Mia with my mum. Was ok, but some of the singing was awkward and unnatural. But the director made it a movie worth my time, although there were some parts that could be improved.
It's Syaz's birthday today.
HAPPY BDAY REDHEAD! I <3 u so much I'm so sorry if I didn't wish you properly I guess I was thinking about other stuff. =/ Sorry.
Anyway I'm tired. I can't find the Mandy Moore movie Centre Staged! I WANNA WATCH but its not there. Damn.
Anyway, I wanna watch one missed call (part one) WITH SUBTITLES. I am tired of watching it w/o.
And if D GRAY MAN REALLY finish, WAS SABEH la those idiots who decided to stop it altogether. (WASABI)
sigh. cya.
-tales&stories;
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Ok. On to nicer stuff.
Yest yest me Yan Nat Amirah (b4 buying Syafiq nyer present) watched this horror movie I ALWAYS FORCE MY CLOSE FRENS TO WATCH. (yes its compulsory if you want to be on the best friend list) and Amirah the smart ass wanted me to
Amirah: EH AZ, TURN OFF THE LIGHTS UH THEN NICER! MAKE IT DArKER ! ....
Let's see what happened. Let's look at an excerpt from Amirah's post.
First: Thinking the lift has installed music. (But it's Nat's phone.)
Second: Screaming like apocalypse has come when an old man passed by ever so slowly by my window. (hes my neighbour. =.=)
Third: I had to send her down.
Four: She actually yelped when the lift door opened.
"Okay fine. Haha. Nat is making fun of me on her blog. Takpe takpe. I will graciously admit my mistakes. The lift at Azi's place does NOT have music. It was just Nat's phone ringing. (lame i know) And the man outside Azi's window was NOT a ghost. He was just an old man reading the newspaper. ( rite) Haha. I screamed like hell lah..buat malu je. It wasn't my fault seh..he was creepy. Haha..no thanks to the horror movie we were watching. "
Anyway. Just a share of loserishness others do. NOT ME. (HEHE)
-tales&stories;
Ah. My mum's marriage is over. Again. I don't really care this time round.
I thought I didn't.
Until my younger sis called me crying hysterically, asking me why this is happening. It tore me apart. Tore my heart to shreds when she couldn't even talk properly! Why? WHose fault is this that could make her heart break twice at the hope of ever achieving a proper family again?
She's so young!
Don't ever let her be like me. Don't! Oh god.
Those raising voices
Were like memories of a distant past that I don't ever want to remember having gone through.
My uncles came over to talk to my mother to coax him to continue the wedding. But he has already made up his mind. It seems he has informed his guests. My uncle was informed of my results by my cuz. He told me not to do anything rash, and remember I am still a Muslim.
I swear to God, cutting myself, or committing suicide had not ever CROSSED my mind since the change.
I feel really shitty right now. So please leave a tag even if you're a stranger, with or without your name... =)
-tales&stories;
There's a little creepy house In a little creepy place Little creepy town In a little creepy world Little creepy girl With her little creepy face Saying funny things that you have never heard Do you know what it's all about Are you brave enough to figure out Know that you could set your world on fire If you are strong enough to leave your doubts Feel it Breathe it Believe it And you'll be walking on air Go try Go fly So high And you'll be walking on air You feel thisunless you kill this Go onAnd you're forgiven I knew thatI could feel thatI feel likeI am walking on air She has a little creepy cat And a little creepy bat Little rocking chair and an old blue hat That little creepy girl Oh she loves to sing She has a little gift An amazing thing With her little funny eyes of hazel With her little funny old blue hat She will go and set the world on fire No one ever thought she could do that Feel it Breathe it Believe it And you'll be walking on air Go try Go fly So high And you'll be walking on air You feel thisunless you kill this Go on And you're forgiven I knew thatI could feel that I feel likeI am walking on air Flitter upand Hover down Be all around Be all around You know that I love you, go on... Feel it Breathe it Believe it And you'll be walking on air Go try Go fly So high And you'll be walking on air You feel thisunless you kill this Go on And you're forgiven I knew thatI could feel that I feel likeI am walking on air I am walking on air...
-tales&stories;
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
I think kan
I retain tau.
Especially if
I fail Math.
Tadi kan
'Nangis' 'bangat' di KFC
Idiots Mats ajak makan
I want to kill them and eat THEM instead.
I think kan
this guy is a heartless idiot
dun care for his best fren
IN MY CLASS.
I think kan, this gurl hypocrite la. To the max. That one I no think. I KNOW.
I think kan, I very2345 bitchy about people I have grudge against. Sigh. Normal.
I think kan, my mum stress. I cannot tell her now.
I think I mampos already.
-tales&stories;
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
GOSSIP MUCH.
Tsk tsk... ppl eh... (HAHA padahal I started it) I can't stand her. Oh god, she's like a catalyst to making me explode.
Ok nvm...'-.- sighs. I am going TM to get father's present tmrw. =D Can't wait to see him Saturday. Miss him SOOO much. wonder whaaat i should get him.... now THATS a problem.
Si Ikhwan tu we already had to ask Hyder for help, now what to get my father....X.X I hope Syafiq LUUUURVES his prezzie.
Reenactment: Me: Happy Birthday! (he takes out present) Him: (GAPES) A BANANA? WHAT THE HELL?? And everyone starts singing happy birthday, drowning out his cry of sorrow..
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BWAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAH!! Oh god, I'm so eeevil. But it's a cute fluffy thing. And primates LOVE bananas! So it makes perfect sense when I told Yanti we should get him one.
He said he's gonna get us back for it. (shivers) Ooh SCARRY.
I hate WR. HATE HATE to the CORE. To the NUCLEUS. to the um, yeah...'-.- cant think of what else to say.
I
FAIL
PHYSICS
DISAPPOINTING
GP
E
MORE DISAPPOINTING BECAUSE I USED
NARAATIVE!! NARRATIVE!! WHAT THE HEAVEN! I want to die.... whyyyy did my writing skills have to go narrative at that point? (cries)
-tales&stories;
Sunday, October 5, 2008
Romaji translation of this song playing: Snow Kiss Me o tojite naito gurowin Yobiokosu ano kioku
Kogoeru kuchibiru kande Futari kata o yoseau
Saigo ni kimi o mita hi o Kioku no soko ni kakushita Mizuumi no ue aruita ano Wonderful view(I’m feeling so alive)
snow kiss Kono mama kimi to good-bye nante Iwanaide
Aitai Toki ga tomaru hodo utsukushii hoshizora owow wow…
Shiroku kagayaku iki ga Yasashiku ano ko o tsutsumu
Suimen ga koori ni kawaru Kurayami ga oorora ni naru
Yami ga tokereba ikite yukeru no? baby Namida misezu ni hikari no hou e arukidasu(I’m feeling so alive)
snow kiss Kono mama tooku hanarete mo Nakanaide
Aitai ano hi ano toki your love Shiroi toiki no star
snow kiss Kono mama kimi to good-bye nante Iwanaide
Aitai Kimochi to ka torenai kizuato Kesanaide Kesanaide...
Close your eyes, night growing You’ll recall that memory
Biting our freezing lips We snuggle our shoulders against each other’s
I hid the day when I saw you last At the bottom of my memories
We walked on the lake; that Wonderful view(I’m feeling so alive)
snow kiss Don’t tell me That I’ll be saying good-bye to you like this
I want to see you The starry sky is beautiful enough to stop time wow wow…
The white and shiny breath Envelopes that child gently
The surface of the water changes into ice The darkness turns into an aurora
When the darkness dissolves, will I be able to live? baby I’ll start walking toward the light without showing my tears(I’m feeling so alive)
snow kiss Even if we become separated far apart like this Please don’t cry… I want to see you, on that day, at that time, your love A star of white sighs
snow kiss Don’t tell me That I’ll be saying good-bye to you like this
I want to see you Unremovable scars such as feelings Please don’t erase them Please don’t erase them…
