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Lazy Bum Moving~!

Nya~~

Got prodded by someone who reads this blog, stating that I've been lazy!

Indeed I've been!

Goodness gracious. So here's a hardworking post to cheer everyone up!


At work:
1. I sorted out my invoices. (for Voice Over)
2. I've sorted almost 3/4 of my paperwork to Re-use or Re-cycle.
3. Slowly getting a sinking feeling that work might never end.
4. The cold of the air con is pressing against me. I feel... oppressed. By an air con.
5. Work email not working, causing me great irritation. I didn't like to use personal email for work. There is a line drawn somewhere, even if I devoted most of my time to my career.

At home:
1. MY ROOM IS HAVING A MAKEOVEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRR!
2. I realised most of my furniture is white!
3. This weekend, my family is going to saw my old bookshelves to re-create smaller furniture! I can't wait!!!
4. Got a couple of little drawings done up. Will scan them this weekend to update everyone.

And... I really want to be more feminine. Just to see how "cute" I can be... *ponders*

Here's a song relating to my feelings. There MUST be MORE than this life.

Welcome Back!

A post dedicated to the guys who just came back from an envious trip to Nippon.

Welcome Home!

What Scares You?

I was snoozing on bus 55 on my way home when I suddenly jerked wide awake, walked calmly over to the exit and reach there as my bus stopped nicely at my bus stop. Not being fully conscious, I just pat myself on my back for managing to wake up in time.

As I alighted the bus, instead of heading straight for the overhead bridge, I turned the other direction blankly. And bend over.

There, flickering underneath the bus, are active flames, licking desperately at each drip of oil leaking out slowly but nevertheless surely.

The uncle beside me was eyeing me as I refused to budge in that weird position and he saw that flicker of bright orange light as well. He started yelling at the bus driver and all the passengers ran off the bus to the bus 25 that is driving up to the bus stop or away from the site.

I just stared blankly, thinking, "That would not burst into explosion, nor get any more serious than it as long as the bus dont drive off." And I stood here calmly, while the bus driver put out the fire and other uncles stayed to see if help is needed.

After the smoke cleared, I walked off calmly, and smsed my friends. Shan replied almost immediately, panicking. And I wondered in puzzlement. Why is she so flustered?

Only when I reach home did the full impact of it hits me. And now i can't sleep. Not because I didnt get the hell out of there during an obviously dangerous situation, but because I felt the confidence that the fire at that point of time, is definitely not going to go off.
And I feel freaked out. In the past I would have assumed that some greater mystical being is watching over me (explaining why I have no fear). But currently, one singular scary thought keep running through my mind.

I HAVE NO SURVIVAL INSTINCTS AT ALL. I HAVE NO FEAR TOWARDS ACTUALLY DANGEROUS ELEMENTS.


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House Arrest

House Arrest
Definition:
In justice and law, house arrest is a measure by which a person is confined by the authorities to his or her residence. Travel is usually restricted, if allowed at all. House arrest is a lenient alternative to prison time or juvenile-detention time.


I've done this artwork, finally! And as a bonus to any readers out there, usually I don't attach my working piece, but you must understand why I find this piece worth the mention. I've attached the evolution. Oh my god, the sketch was horrible and down right ugly.

And a childhood flashback with this wondrous song while I sketch my next Month's work.



On a side note, I'm in a mood for pigtails.