First muse:

Okay, I am officially torn starting from this moment; so many fandoms, so little time *and good fanfiction* >>;; I don't know what to be obsessed with at this moment! I want some Riza x Roy goodness/love/smushy fluff, but then I had the urge to read Cassandra Claire's Draco Trilogy (I also read up on the Trilogy fandom wank war and the who thing is messed up! xX;) But anyway, so fanfiction.net is seriously lacking noteable H/D fics >>;; Therefore, I weep.

But I'm also experiencing the urge for Kyou Kara Maou and it's YuuRam goodness, that and because I have another X-man Secret Santa gift to finish...and the bazillion other stories I'd started x_X;; HSM is also in need of continuing, not to mention the Beyblade stories! And so...help!

Second muse:

I was just reading up on the MoM/Y on TK and I have to say that I still can't believe that I won one! xD The words were so flattering at the same time. Makes me think of the good old days @_@ When I was still random and funny, I mean >>;;

Third muse:

Had Chinese food dinner with some stuffed crab and mused over the prospect of if Lonnie-chan came to visit, I'll take her around just to eat the different dishes =3 Do you like crab? If you do, then I'm sure you'll LOVE the stuffed crab n_n The prospect of the future is always so promising, no? <3

No...Steve ;____; I'll miss ye. Tis a sad day in the wildlife world.

Okay, throw away whatever you were doing and listen up because I have a rant of my own I want to get off my chest before I go to bed. So earlier, during my occasion blog skipping through the four blog I normally visit (a.k.a. the Clique Blogs if you so want it named) I came across Ri-chans blog--as, if you don't remember, is my second favourite journal to read on the net and probably number one favourite blog to visit (sometimes hearing other people ranting is good soup for the soul--so anyway, I came across her last and second to last post and while I don't deny that this matter is probably over, done with and forgiven, joy. Excuse me while I go and weep tears of blood.

Yeah, so I won't deny that the post Kazaf made just downright pissed me off. Not just at that specific post, but at the general outlook on a whole (yes, yes, he's sorry for bitching and moaning just becase Ethe won't let people use smileys for icons) Tough luck. Whatever. I'm not done with picking it apart yet so just you continue on, 'dears'.

So what is TK has become a fucking bitch of a forum. So what if the admins, mods and admin/mod groupies are a bunch of bitches just out to place mysery on poor, unsuspecting emo people out there, forbid them from expressing their soul by using fucking smileys in their fucking posts. I have no problem with the right of free speaking, debating and whateverthefuck you want to do in your spare time; but pick apart TK, and that just pisses me off. Sure, I bitch and moan about TK going down the drain slowly, just because some bastard newbies decide to slowly but surely drag it down.

Sure, there comes a time when everything (no matter how big and popular they are) will fall crashing to the ground. What I have to say about this matter is actually quite simple; if you believe as much, then why stay? Woudn't it be easier to leave? But, oh, I forgot, if someone did that, than they won't be able to bitch and moan continously about TK. How very stupid of me. I guess all this fucking boiling hatred for the people of TK is clouding my judgement.

No, I have to admit that other than the TK clique, I can't really say I like the rest of the *newer* people at TK. Okay, so I just down right hate them. Most of them come, they create havoc there and leave as the mess grows. They say they come to have fun, but they just end up fucking everything up. Fuck them, I say.

TK is my home. It had been a very dear home to be for the best part of many, wonderful years, you can say all you want about that, but unless you were there during that time, you will NEVER understand! I remember a time when I could barely wait to come back from school just so that I could go on TK and be with my friends. So what if we've never met? I feel a closer connection to some people there than I do with my offline friends. And to the people who go around acting high and mighty about TK, deciding it's fate and insulting the people I care about, I say this; How dare you? You have no right to judge how Elisa should or should not run HER forum! You have no right to say that she should acts stronger or else get a new admin and mod staff! You have absolutely no right to pass judgement of people you know fucking nothing about, about a forum you know NOTHING ABOUT!

These new people come when TK's glory was already slowly diminishing and they have the nerve to say that they have a right to voice their opinions? Fuck them! TK has gone on strong for the better part of...I don't remember how many years. People back them live in peace because they respected the admins and their decisions, not go against them at a whim just becaus they don't agree--or they just want to stir up some shit because no one gives a goddamn damn about them! I don't give a fuck about what people think TK will be in a few years. Things happen for a reason. And if TK is meant to fall, then it will. If people have so much trouble with that than they can all just FUCK OFF!

I'm tired of listening to all this whining crap. People now only think of TK as a means to be popular, to be the top poster, but in this day and age, none of that matters anymore. There was a time in the past when post counts still mattered. When everyone still cheered when Andy reached his thousanth posts, but now, you reach ten and every congratulates you but the truth is, they don't give a damn! Anything happening in TK now doesn't mean a goddamn thing anymore whereas it used to. People now don't give a crap about everyone elses' goddamn emo and angst about they crap that is their offline life, their need for attention and people pitying them and cooing. Ooh, poor you. Your sad life, your sad sadness. Whatevertherfuck. Suck up that gut and deal with it. Everyone has problems but not all of them go about like the walking wounded.

I'm sick and tired of all this negativity surrrounding Ty Kamara. I'm sick a tired of all these fucking fights and angst and emo and attention seeking going on in TK and sometimes even wish that everyone and everything would just go away. Sometimes I wish I could just leave without looking back, but that would be running away. I did that once, run away from my problem, but that got me nowhere except fact the possibility of losing my friends. That's one of the reasons I can never leave, even if I seldom come one, I can never turly leave Ty Kamara Forums.

Ty Kamara is the place I met all these wonderful people. Where I found kinship with my beloved Imotou, Lonnie (although I haven't been that good of a twin to her for a long time) I still remember the first matching sets we had, and has since become a lame fad on TK. Her calmness and kindness will forever leave an impression on me. If it wasn't for TK, I would have never met the beautiful and kind soul that is Elisa and super awesome Ri-chan. I never would have gotten acquainted with my beloved Evan, whom I miss very much. If I hadn't come to TK, then I would not have met the wonderful Andy (who is still and will forever be Ty Kamara's number one Bishie! EVER!) I met the crazy Truus, the smart-beyond her years Ethe, Raging the person who left an impression on me since the first day she came. Kuznetsov who is always there to defend justice on the forums (if TK is ever in need of anothet Moderator. I vote Kuznetsov indefinitely!) I met Bleu, got to see her amazing art and talent. Ashy, Umi, Ruin (with the reindeer names) and everyone!

So you can say whetever you want about cliques and all that shit, but insult Ty Kamara and the way it's being run, that pisses me off! To anyone who has a problem, you can go and fuck youself, I don't give a rats ass about you or your problems!

There comes a time one someone's life when they're forced to contemplate the answer to the age old question; Cats. How many is too much?

The answer to that, my friends, is indefinite. The occupants living under this roof had once upon a time ago sworn that we'd have so many cats living here, that maybe there would be a time when one was enough. So naturally one led to another and another, and a few weeks ago my parents came to a unanimous decision; thirteen cats is all that we can afford! Period. Exclamation mark. The end.

So naturally, today we just HAD to adopt another four kittens (who's mother seems to be injured and haven't fed them) I guess they're about a few days old. My dad suggested that when he picked them out of the chelets that we tried giving her to Pretty because she is quite a sweet, grandma type cat. Socks didn't want them, but Pretty did! I swear, Pretty is like the sweetest cat that ever lived! *_*

Okay, so seventeen cats...I'm sure the big head in the sky's deciding that this isn't the end. Be afraid...be very afraid (and try to get used to living and eating off the stret because these cats will untimely eat us out of house and home >>;; Pig-cats.)

But we love them anyway <3

Okay, so today I come forth before you to talk about the utter ridicuolousness that Ty Kamara has become! Mainly; SMILEYS! For Gods sakes! A whole topic dedicated to the right for people to use smileys in their Moods. You know what I have to say to that, no? Well neither do I. I'm just standing by the firm belief that people need less-mediocre things to debate about. And it's not even the people who actually use smileys as moods who are continuing the on going ragging of the rule, it's people who have absolutely nothing to do with it anyway. This is my blog, and I can bitch and moan about it if I want, and anyone who want to give me their two cents, then be my guest. Anyone who wants to continue the debate, then don't bother because the honest to god truth is, I don't really care.

I'm irritated and I'm annoyed, and so what is the two words mean the same thing? The right to use smileys as moods if they so want, yeah, whatever. Sure, the heart of forums are it's members, but the fact of the matter is, less than one percent of the members have a problem with this rule. So what. I admit, I'm being blunt here, but after seeing the way some of people have acted in TK (I don't even bother going to F&G anymore, whereas it used to be my favourite place to be). Once I had stopped by the Disco thread and there was this someone mentioning that mocking Ethe was cool, uh, yeah--whatever. 

To put the whole though in a nutshell; smiley problem effects less than 1% of the people in Ty Kamara. The people I actually care for who still posts at Ty Kamara probably doen't even reach to 1% of the overall members, and that less than 1% of the members don't have a problem with the rule, therefore I can simply deduct that I don't really care for the 99%++ of the rest of the members, and their petty little problems with the rule against mood!smileys don't really perk my interest.

Sorry for being a bitch--no, what, I'm not.

In other news, yay for wireless broadband. Yay for fun convo with Raging-sama. Boo for registering is mobile phone number that I'd forgotten to do earlier I just realized x_X;; 

Ode to joy. Ode to joooy! ODE TO JOOOOOOOY! It LIVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES! My internet connection has successfully be resurrected! My vision is clouded by tears of joy Y________________________________Y To all who had replied to my past entries, sorry for not replying to your reply. I've read, took it to heart and been touched but too lazy and internet-less to answer but they have all been sweet and kind and lovely! <3 Things have been somewhat...odd...strange...mind-blowingly odd and just plain strange this past eternity without internet week. So regarding the tragedy in the last entry, it's all taken a rather strange and complicated turn, I'd elaborate more, but won't because I'm lazy and I fear the threat of persecution if I did <<;; I forgot to mention before, but after Socks smothered two of her kittens to death, we're left with two; Pretty gave birth to a whopping SIX kittens (all black/white/brown/mashed) and the sweetest part was that Socks and Pretty were taking turns taking care of the baby and feeding them. Grandma also feeds Sock's babies (Pretty is Socks' mother) and when the kittens were born, Socks was also cleaning them up. Strange... The bad turn to that, she keeps on kidnapping them and putting them on the ceiling! It happened multiple times and because of that, two kittens dies, and we haven't been able to find the other three. That only leaves one Y__Y But during this time, two Swiss girls who stayed here for a while came up and bright with them a WIDDDDDDDLE kitten they found wondering the street in the rain T___________________________T The most shocking part of it all was that when we placed it on the floor; SOCKS IMMEDIATELY STARTED LICKING IT AND FEEDING IT! WHEN WE GAVE IT TO PRETTY, SHE TOTALLY DID THE SAME TOOOOOOOO! @__________________@ In my life, I have never thought such a thing possible. Mother cats with babies of they own taking to a stray in such a short time, or even at all. I mean, this is SOCKS we're talking about. She still doesn't like Hige and he's been with us for a looooong time! *also an adopted kitten from the street* I think pregnancy when she was still young tweaked a few braincells in that head of hers. So anyway, in addition to (we've taken the liberty to refer to them as The C.C gang =D) There's Chibi-Chan (the biege one a few pictures down), Choci Chocoletto (also a few pictures down), Cheeky Chiko (the new adopted cat, will post pictures later) and lastly, Chimmney Cricket (because he's all black and the last because it was catchy =D) I'll update on more later when I remember. Toodles =D

Oh, god. I’m in shock at the moment. It’s only Tuesday and already it feels like weeks have passed since Sunday. It started yesterday at about three pm while I was at work when I received a frantic phone call from my fathers’ sister telling me that my uncle was in the hospital and his wife was dead, murdered. The nightmare began soon when it was learnt that the eldest of my uncle’s twin son’s had gotten high on crystal meth and attacked both his parents with a screwdriver and a knife, leaving his mother dead on the spot and his father in critical condition. He died of a apparent overdose at the hospital under police custody a few hours later. We just came back from the funeral and gah…it feel like a week’s passed since I woke up for work on Monday morning. If you live here, you might know this from the front page of every published newspaper in the country.

Now isn’t this the kind of things you see on NYPD Blue and CSI and whatnot. This isn’t what’s supposed to happen in real life, especially to people you know! This isn’t the kind of way a mother expects to lose her life; killed by her own sons’ hands. Things like this aren’t real. I can’t even begin to accept the fact. Things like this aren’t meant to happen.

It might be due to the exposure of Hikaru and Kaoru from Ouran’s close twin relationship, but I can’t help but feel for his younger twin. This is just a horrific thing to have happen and the 24th of July will forever remain a dark day in this family.

Don't do drugs, people. The pain isn't worth it.

OMFG!!!!! PoTC 2 = THE AWESOMENESS!! *______* <3<3|

I would write a review about it now, but I'm too lazy, maybe later. But one thing's for sure, I'll be going to see it again in the sinema this weekend! *____* AWESOME!! <3

On my way back from KFC just a few minutes ago--even though I’d said I wouldn’t have KFC because it goes against everything I’ve learnt to belief from my diet (not). My diet (not) is actually composed by a the few neurons that make up my brain debating whether to have that non-healthy, fattening, big-assed double cheese burgers with the side of cold limp fried, or to go with the much healthier one bread one water entrée (which it ends up going with the burger anyway) so it’s not really worthy being called a ‘diet’ per say…more like a prolonged finale. And KFC is just my one stop shop for my serving of chicken for the day. Right now we’re having a sugar shortage over here, and I laugh at the expense of those people rushing to the supermarket and hauling away bags of sugar--I exaggerate; they can get only 2 k.g’s per person anyway, but start a chicken shortage, and I’m in deep trouble. I eat too much chicken daily anyway.  

I can’t even hear the word diet without breaking into a cold sweat and slump over in a foetal position in a darkened corner of the room craving for some chocolate (which is good for you--in decent amounts anyway--so; Yay!)  

Getting back to the point of this entry, so there I was, driving back to my office from KFC after having purchased the latest ‘special’ offering called Cheesy Meltz. The taste is just as cheesy as the name is, and not in a good way, for once and again, I have reinforced my point of view and when I say ‘I hate tomatoes with a passion,’ I really mean that ‘I hate tomatoes with a passion!’  

And so, I was driving, and driving and I kept on passing these pretty pink and purple flowers they had growing in flower pots hanging from the street lights by the side of the road and couldn’t help but reminisce on the time that I had too been bitten by the gardening bug. Keep in mind that this was in the days of yore whose numbers were followed with a subsequent ‘B.C’ (read: Before Computers) Back in the day when television only mattered in the school holidays and my feet were still closely acquainted with Mother Earth. It was just sort of a fad that time really.  

I had this cute little flower pot ready, those tools you use for gardening and seeds that supposed to grow (supposed is the key factor here) pretty red flowers. I actually got as far as planting and managed not to drown them with love and affection, not to mention water, within the two days I left them to grow. It had even got as far as spouting leaves and everything! And then one day, I can back from school, only to discover that my brother had decided to play a round of ‘lets stab the ground with this pretty shovel and see what treasure I can dig up.’  

Yep, that was as far as my gardening career went. Let’s face it, you know you’re not supposed to involve in any profession involving plant life when your bean sprouts die, shrivel up and turns to dust within three days even while under the supervision of a teacher.  

That was when I decided that the only type of vegetation I want to get involved in is the ones that require soy sauce, thirty minutes waiting at the Chinese restaurant and rice, and not even then. I’d pick my chicken any day of the week. Pretty, pretty chicken.     

In other news: Going to see PoTC2 tomorrow YAY!

Tuesday was officially a crappy day for me. Not only did Germany lose to the drama queen Italy 2-1 in two frickin' minute! one of Socks' SUPER, SUPER cute baby kitties (Potato Chippu ;______;) died. My parents though that s/he got squashed by her mom ;__; I can't blame Socks muchly though, she is still quite underaged, so...;____; It was so cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuute!

Just look at those chip shaped spots on it's back Y______Y And yes, they are on my bed (I don't really like anything/one other than me sitting on my bed, but...could YOU resist?!) And yes, my sheets and blanket and pillows are pink. Kawaii, desu~

Today, another kitten died. This one was an ALL BLACK (I've never had an ALL BLACK cat before ;________;) It's SO SAD!! Poor babies! I miss them so much! They're only like, a week old.

Now there are only two kittied left ;_______; I hope they survive SO MUCH! I even willingly left them in my room without supervision! ;___; So, saaaaaaad!

Aren't they THE CUTEST! SO CUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUTE!! I'm so overwhelmed by the cuteness!! And Chibi is not only small, it also had a Rottweiler's tail...yes, exactly what you're thinking...what tail? ^_____________________^ KAWAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!! Chocoletto! So cute! They're all SO CUTE THAT I'M TEMPTED TO WILLINGLY TUCK THEM UNDER MY BLANKET (when I'm not sleeping there, of course~)

As a parting note, I'd leave you with this last bit of intelegent human language...

KAWAII!!!!!!