Friday, October 30, 2009

Neglection Yet Again

I seriously need to update this. Maybe tomorrow, I'll post something more but for now, I don't really have anything except for perhaps the woes of highschool. So I have exams coming up and I need to study but I'm being very lazy - unfortunately for me. I really don't want to fail, though I'll probably just end up cramming anyway. I finally check out NaNoWriMo and it looks very cool, and I think it'll do me some good regarding literature. However, I don't know if I can pull off writing everyday - Exams are going to be taking up and wasting my life up until Friday. Even then, I still have a one-shot to finish on Quizilla. It sucks, really.
Anyway; will probably post something more worthwhile tomorrow or later on today, since it's already technically 'tomorrow'.
A N Y W A Y, come visit me on Quizilla.

Goodnight. <3

Friday, September 25, 2009

A Beautiful Life && Being Yourself

I've been reading this little book lately, and it's called 'A Beautiful Life - Bite-Sized Wisdom on How To Live Life.' It's full of verses from the bible and quite frankly, I think they're fantastic and if no one minds, I'd love to share them, even if no one reads them You never know, they may be more helpful than you would think.



O Lord. you have examined my heart and how everything about me. You know when I sit down or stand up. You know my every thought when far away. You chart the path ahead of me and tell me where to stop and rest. Every moment you know where I am. You know what I am going to say even before I say it, Lord.

You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body and knit me together in my mother's womb. Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex! Your workmanship is marvellous - and how well I know it. You watched me as I was being formed in utter seclusion, as I was woven together in the dark of the womb. You saw me before I was born. Every day of my life was recorded in your book. Every moment was laid out before a single day had passed.

Psalms 139: 1-4 (NLT)

Have a good day, everyone - Auf Wiedersehen.

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Neglection&& Other Events

Wow. I've neglected this already. It's not that anybody is exactly following this blog, but I'll write for the sake of it. First things first, I went to an awesome Youth event called The Big Exo day and it was awesome. Very, very awesome. Reggie Dabs - who is my favourite speaker - gave us a small sermon and it was hilarious yet very deep and meaningful. One of my favourite Christian bands came to play all the way from America, too. I was ecstatic, naturally and the mosh-pit...hurt. Seriously. Relient K, pwns - I love all their songs. Makes me wanna head-bang. (I do that anyway, but whatever.)
Only negative things that happened were:
  1. Someone took advantage of the crowd and groped me. I was not happy.
  2. My sister and I got separated from our Youth Group and got lost around the grounds, despite it being my third time attending.
  3. It was hot, and I didn't get any ice-cream.
  4. I got held up by a water-pistol.

And that was my eventful day on Saturday.

The rest of this week has actually been pretty boring. I have a PDHPE assignment due tomorrow and I'm not even half-finished, and I still have to do my Geography speech which is supposed to reach five minutes long but probably doesn't even go for one minute. I don't think tomorrow would be too bad though, we have a carnival day. Big whoodee. Free food.

Wish me luck. Au revoir, mon cher.

Thursday, September 17, 2009

An Ode To Canada - APH FanFiction

I have no idea about the title. Seriously - I just needed to fill in space. Characters belong to respective owner whilst plot belongs to me. Extra short - and mostly drabble. I doubt that I'll bother to continue this. My little sister and I were having a crack conversation about what would happen if America was the one ignored and everyone only noticed Canada. Wouldn't it be a topsy-turvy world?
It was a beautiful morning, and Alfred F. Jones could only smile as he felt the sun filter through his curtains. He could already hear birds singing outside his window, and the happy chatter of his people. He rolled over to peer at his clock and was pleasantly surprised that he had woken up early for once. Today was going to be great day – he could feel it. Donning his glasses, the nation known as America hopped out of bed and slipped into his everyday clothes; briefly running a hand through his hair, and gave a rather toothy grin at his mirror. There: he was all set. Whistling a jolly tune, Alfred hopped down the stairs, taking the steps two at a time with his long-legged strides. Voices floated up from below and Alfred stopped halfway down. Was someone here? He strained his ears for a moment, and another grin found its way onto his face. It was England! The old man just couldn’t stay away. But who else was that? He was sure Arthur was talking to someone else. Alfred shrugged it off. He was probably just seeing his invisible friends again. Alfred snickered.
“Good morning, Iggy!” The younger nation yelled as he entered the kitchen, quite surprised to not smell burning food. Had he actually made something edible? “What’re you doing here?”
Arthur hadn’t seemed to hear him and continued his conversation. Had his old age finally deafened him? Alfred frowned, and noticed that Arthur, in fact, was talking to someone. It was – what was his name? Alfred stared. It was someone he knew, or rather, someone he should know. He tapped his chin for a moment and then clicked his fingers. Of course! It was his twin brother, what’s-his-face!
“Hey, Canada,” Alfred waved happily but was sorely disappointed when his brother only looked up briefly in his direction, resuming his seemingly intriguing conversation with Arthur.
“Uhh, guys,” the nation raised his voice slightly. “How’d you guys get in my house?”
Still no response.
Alfred scowled now, and stomped over to Arthur, poking his head rapidly, knowing full well that this would annoy the older nation. “Hey, England – I know you can hear me. Arthur, answer me!”
Arthur stopped abruptly and turned. Alfred grinned triumphantly. But the grin vanished quickly when Arthur simply rubbed his head and turned back to Canada.
“I swear, Matthew,” Arthur laughed. “I’m going crazy. I thought I just heard someone saying my name.”
Canada nodded politely. “Maybe it was one of your friends?”
“I can usually see them,” Arthur frowned but shrugged it off. “It might’ve been one of the pixies, so I might’ve just missed them.”
Alfred fumed. What had he done to deserve this? Sure, he could be annoying from time to time, but this was just ridiculous – not to mention childish. Especially coming from England and what’s-his-name-Canada. Alfred spun on his heel and made his way to the front door, determined to enjoy the rest of his day. As he turned around to leave a sarcastic parting shot, he found Canada staring straight at him. The comment in Alfred’s throat died.
Matthew smirked.
It was payback time.

Mental Breakdown

Today was....well, I did end up having a mental breakdown. I filled a two whole pages of my notebook with the words 'mental breakdown' during Geography.
Actually, nothing else really happened. I have successfully ALMOST finished my story for English but I'm too lazy and I'm terrible at short stories so I have no idea where it's going. I think I'll type it up here. Feel free to criticise - heaven knows I need criticism. Also, I can't believe my drawing program decided to delete my drawing and now I feel too lazy to redo it. Throwing my laptop doesn't seem like a good idea either.

Other than that, I'm actually rather excited for the Big Exo Day that I'll be attending tomorrow. It's going to be great, and hopefully it doesn't rain like last time.

Au revoir for now, mon cher.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Please Leave Your Sanity At The Door.

What are they for?
Well, anything I suppose.
Meaning that I will probably neglect this for days on end.
Or maybe suffocate it with stories, poems, some sort of literature and other whatnot that probably has absolutely no use to humanity in anyway.

But that's what blogs are for, non?