Mutant (warning: explicit content -sexual references)

This entry is fictional but inspired from a few real-life physical traits, 1 single thought and 1 tv series.



I believe that I'm either a half evolved man stuck in a woman's body, a 'submissive' gay in my previous life, or a female overcharged with testosterone living in the now. If not, my sprouting moustache (having given Hilter a run for his life,), electrostatic spider legs ('zzx..zzzzx') and the trail of forested hair leading to the bush (oops~) will never be justified. On top of that, me being too arrogant to settle for anything less, actually shows an uncanny resemblance to the male's egotism as well. My love for vulgarities isn't helping to convince myself that I'm a woomun.

Honestly speaking, if I were to chop off my locks, deepen my voice and go for a breast reduction op, I'm pretty sure I could pass for a perfect guy (on a scale of 10 with the eunuch scoring full marks.)... Who knows, I might just get lucky and have a handsome gay falling head over heels for me. How else can you ever hook up a good-looking and sensitive individual of the opposite sex who loves you truly? 'Good men are either married, dead, or gay.' Damn...

I'm a confused girl going through adolescence, stuck in the gender-disarrayed civilisation and turning gay (for men). The point is, my proud ego, loud approach (anyone never heard me scold 'N* B**' before?) and strong appearance is so manly, it disturbs me. Gays, any takers? Muahahaahaha..

The author's going nuts... so seriously, don't take the entry seriously.

Happy russian girl!~

Evolving again. (2)

'..black gives depth to things. And I like darkness because in darkness you become more alert, less judgmental. ..you have to use your senses more.
- Alan Tern (8days)


my new idol


Interesting how blogs can bring about so much commotion (in general). People get both positive & negative feedback depending on how one takes it. Not everyone is a saddist, really. You'll be surprised how much less judgmental people you can find around you. =)

My blog is all punk'd up. Correcting designs after people's feedback. (and of course, after Alan Tern's persuasion. muahahaha.. as if..) White backgroud looks 'dreamier'. Black background has a 'darker' feel and less 'netballish' (acc. to a fellow netballer). But I like both anyhowz. Glad that I finally found out how to change the 'nice-but-so-difficult-to-read' text. Still doing color tests. Lazy to change the layout though I'm so eng. Will do it some other time. Big Thank You to ppl giving me the critics. Your feedback is greatly appreciated.

Accidental Surprise

AYC '04 team

You'll never expect what I've just stumbled upon. http://www.netballasia.com/index.html
Not a fantastic site. Wendy's site will put it to shame. I was disappointed when I clicked on the links. But it's at least something anyway. =)

Morbid.

Just being solemn. Death comes to everybody. Face them with respect, especially those who had to live in consciousness knowing their numbered days, for they have surpass the most fearsome moment of their life. . Be grateful, for the fears that you have are not the greatest. =)

Evolution

I'm getting better at this. Muahahahah. Just figured how to add in my own music by snooping around. This is the 1st song that came to my mind. I love the strumming of the guitar though the lyrics may not make sense. Pure joy to share music online. If you like what you hear, you know what to do la.. Muahahaha. MSN never fails me. (shhhhhhhhh...) *if the looping music irritates u, u can always stop it manually. =P

Meant to Live by Switchfoot
Fumbling his confidence
And wondering why the world has passed him by
Hoping that he's bent for more than arguments
And failed attempts to fly, fly

We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Somewhere we live inside
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside

Dreaming about Providence
And whether mice or men have second tries
Maybe we've been livin with our eyes half open
Maybe we're bent and broken, broken

We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Somewhere we live inside
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside

We want more than this world's got to offer
We want more than this world's got to offer
We want more than the wars of our fathers
And everything inside screams for second life yeah

We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live
We were meant to live

Hallelujah by Rufus Wainwright
I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music do you?
It goes like this, the fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled King composing Hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah

Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty in the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah

Baby I've been here before
I know this room, I've walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you
I've seen your flag on the marble arch
Love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah

There was a time when you let me know
What's real and going on below
But now you never show it to me, do you?
And remember when I moved in you
The Holy Dark was moving too
And every breath we drew was hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah

Maybe there's a God above
And all I ever learned from love
Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you
And it's not a cry you can hear at night
It's not somebody who's seen the light
It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah

Voicing Out

Talking happily and Loudly.

Ok. I just can't keep my mouth shut. The internet has been calling out to me to make my presence known in the virtual world. I've experienced the wonders of the net and simply couldn't resist the temptations to try them out myself. (Gotta try everything once in life.) Some thoughts are better off read publicly than sealed and forgotten in my head. Like how I've always been itching to give my 2cents worth of comments upon reading a friend's blog. Cos who knows I might just learn something from it. Even better, if someone else does.

Guess this is a way for those who don't know me to know me better. Ironically (as I heard many people 'thrice' said), in a virtual world. Although I do care half bt that, the thought of being heard is too overwhelming. But again, it's up to me to portray what I am in here (there's always 2 sides to things) so you're better off knowing the real me some other reliable way. grinz* I know it's depressing to read about sad entries, so I'll resist the urge to spill them out, don't need anyone to sympathise with me now cos I'm happy. Real happy. You'll find out why. Indulging the simple pleasures of life.

Anyways, I'm making a public blog particularly for entertaining purposes. For you to read, and for me to work on my designs, and well, 'maybe' more. Yep, I'm trying to create a web site of my own for my port foilo and I decided that I can familarise myself with the 'Hypertext Markup Language' (HTML) from the provided skins and by modifying them. Kill 4 birds with 1 stone. Design, Learn, Write, Read, and Entertain. Hey wait, that's 5. =)

I'll try my best to keep those posts coming in. (Which I will now, cause I've been so eng with my school holidays.) Oh yeah, did I explain why I'm real happy? 'Cause I finally found the courage to express myself 'online' through this blog, bringing words and thoughts to others and 'hahahaha!~'(most importantly), I've picked up sooo much web designing and editing skills by beautifying my blog, I think I can finally pass the web design module in my course with flying colours~~