- XQR -

even though I'm still a virgin

2009-12-30T18:29:05Z

AM 02:21:22 _BtcxQr ☆: I will love my man even if his dick is tiny
AM 02:21:28 _BtcxQr ☆: as long as he can provide me babies
AM 02:21:33 Ray: haha
AM 02:21:38 Ray: Its not the size, or the pleasure
AM 02:21:44 Ray: its the contents
AM 02:21:45 Ray: lol
AM 02:22:07 _BtcxQr ☆: snorttttt
AM 02:22:10 _BtcxQr ☆: LMAO
AM 02:22:13 _BtcxQr ☆: that's such a good way to put it
AM 02:22:27 Ray: you females arent lying
AM 02:22:34 Ray: when you say its 'whats inside that counts'
AM 02:22:40 _BtcxQr ☆: HAHAHAHAHAHA

Sammy.

2009-12-18T19:02:27Z

It was a big housefly.
We were separated by a glass panel.
At the second highest floor in ION.
I told brother, 'oh, what a pretty thing! I want it for a pet!'

Thus, I named it...

Sammy.

I wanted to take a photo to commemorate our first meeting.
But, when I prepared my camera and stood closer, Sammy flew away.

... Sammy!
Oh, why did you leave me, Sammy?...

... ...

Sammy!
Sammy, come back!

rest &

2009-11-20T17:25:39Z

recuperation

The chicken came first, I swear!

2009-11-13T00:57:42Z

Exactly 3 months ago (Aug 13th), I had The Case of the Mysterious Yolk. Today, I popped an egg out of its shell to receive this:

Lovely. Now it's the Case of the Mysterious Egg White. Is there a nicer term for "egg whites" anyway?... Off to Wikipedia!

...

... Ahh yes, there we go.

So it's now

The Case of the Mysterious
Albumen/Glair/Glaire/~~Cytoplasm~~.
In an obvious contrast to the pitiful albumen (how do you pronounce it anyway... ... off to dictionary.com!), the yolk is rather humongo. Perhaps it's considerably of a normal size to most of you out there, but with the size of the eggs I've been eating lately, it seems as if I hit half the jackpot when I cracked this one. Half... or maybe no jackpot after all, considering the insufficient glair to actually make it look like a real sunny-side-up.

... Sigh. Look at me, rambling on and on about an egg.

xqr @ 2009-11-05T16:31:00

2009-11-05T08:31:57Z

for how long can you smile for?

d0rk.

2009-11-01T17:37:37Z

1:08:44 AM Nekoto: wah
1:08:45 AM Nekoto: so late still on
1:10:43 AM .♕ B'ea T'eu Q'ru.: (Delayed Auto-Reply) ZZzzzz

(Almost 7 Minutes later...)

1:17:23 AM .♕ B'ea T'eu Q'ru.: it's a joke yknow
1:17:36 AM Nekoto: ouch
1:17:37 AM Nekoto: pwned
1:17:43 AM .♕ B'ea T'eu Q'ru.: =_=;;

1/11/~11~

2009-11-01T12:01:47Z

I AM TIRED!
I've got cotton candy!

Went to watch MJ's This is It.
):

)':

Next.
Recent stuff I bought.

Plugging the site. :D

Today:

Christmas is coming!

Gloves for upcoming winter trips!

SLEEPY! TIRED!

Beat shizzlin'.
Over and out!

something simple

2009-10-24T17:09:49Z

12:50:36 AM Beat: Round~ and round~ in life we go~ circles and circles, on and on~
12:51:09 AM Beat: Pedalling hard, pedalling through, pedalling upon my wheels of two~
12:52:03 AM Beat: Where am I to go? What am I to see? It's a search, yet the search is a mystery
12:52:22 AM Joey: <3
12:53:06 AM Beat: Trees pass me by, all green and brown... they pass me by, all flowery crowned
12:53:45 AM Beat: But as I pedal on and on, they wither in white, in cold forlorn
12:54:25 AM Beat: I see so many yet I see none... the world is of many, but still just one...
12:54:58 AM Beat: The birds that fly, where do they go? The rivers that run, where do they flow?
12:55:53 AM Joey: :3
12:55:55 AM Beat: And as I finally sit to rest... it's when I see things at its best.
12:57:47 AM Beat: For spring will arrive after every winter... just as joy will arrive even when it gets bitter
12:58:48 AM Beat: and what will hurt can always heal... a new life is born after every kill...
12:59:24 AM Beat: The world will keep spinning round and round, just as time is everlasting-bound~
1:00:59 AM Beat: Everything will come then suddenly depart... but it will always return to the Universe's heart...
1:01:53 AM Joey: ^^ Exquisite.
1:02:01 AM Beat: falling asleep

isotonic hundred

2009-10-20T04:01:23Z

Cycled to the doc's, but the clinic is closed and will only reopen either tomorrow or Thu. Sucks. Sis got a cold, dad too, and now I'm catching it. I dreamt that I was coughing blood and woke up a bit due to a dry sharp pain aching in my throat.

Maybe I should get a flu vaccine.

Getting my final aligners later @ 2PM!

I saw a squirrel!

2009-10-16T10:36:52Z

6:22:33 PM Beat: I'm gonna sing the doom song now!
6:22:38 PM Beat: Doom doom di doom doom di doom doom DOOOOOOM
6:22:45 PM Beat: DOOOOM di dooooom
6:22:52 PM Joey: LOL! YOU REALLY MEMORISED IT
6:23:16 PM Beat: DOOM~
6:23:25 PM Beat: doom di doom doom di doom doom do~o~o~om
6:23:35 PM Joey: loolz!
6:23:38 PM Beat: m doo di DOOOOOM!
6:23:40 PM Joey: Gir! <3
6:23:50 PM Beat: Doom doom di doom doom di doom doom DOOM
6:23:51 PM Beat: DOOM
6:24:00 PM Joey: XD
6:24:10 PM Beat: Dododododo di doo doooom!
6:24:25 PM Beat: Doom do d do d doooom di doom doom dooom
6:24:57 PM Beat: Do doom do doom doom doom DOOM DOOM DOOM!
6:25:08 PM Beat: Doom doom doom. THE END! Oh. Wazzat?

I love this show~

^^~

2009-10-11T14:09:58Z

So, not too long ago...

I helped my sister make snowskin mooncakes!
(The Chinese words mean "Lantern Festival Mooncake" when put together.)

It's pandan-flavoured skin with lotus paste filling. Yummy!

And then I caught a spider in my shower. It was pretty!

My handphone camera wouldn't focus when I tried to go closer though, and it kept turning its back whenever I wanted to take a picture of it looking towards me. Bugger!

Just yesterday, my parents, ate Jovy, and I went to Lower Peirce Reservoir for a little stroll after eating banana prata. :D

I love taking pictures of the sky. It's always fascinating me...

Welps! Good night!

tired but.

2009-10-06T17:38:37Z

Need to train more,
need to dance more.

weird and oddities

2009-10-04T08:00:53Z

So I was checking Virgo's BeautyScope and it was right on the mark:

"Growing out a hairdo can be a real drag, but it doesn't have to be that way. Part your hair on a different side, trim your bangs or cleverly position hair accessories. Take the pain out of the transition phase."

I decided to grow my hair out, but every now and then I felt like cutting it because it's getting messier and messier. Since I also have natural curls, it just made things more difficult. I trimmed my fringe a bit, but the curl still made them look stupid. It's true though, I can always find ways to make it look better.

A friend then suggested me to try using a hairspray. While I was copying the text from the horoscope page, ad advertisement came out and was blocking it, so I decided to take a look at what it was. It was... some bamboo swinging at first, but then it turned into this.

Talk about coincidence!
I guess I'm going to buy that hairspray. :P

how to die while asleep

2009-10-02T07:27:38Z

--This was written the moment I woke up, but LJ was down at that moment, so I'm merely copy-pasting it into here now.--

The dream that I just had a few minutes ago before I woke up reminded me that lately I've been having dreams of school. It was always the case where I was able to complete school and I felt very burdened by it, but the moment I decided to quit, I immediately felt a strong sense of freedom.

This dream was about ballet though. I dreamt that I was still a beginner [well, I am pretty much still one] but in a class of advanced students. They were practising the choreography to an upcoming performance. I merely traced their steps and did my best to imitate their skills. When we separated to two different rooms, one for the advance one and one for the beginners, my classmates were complaining to me how our teacher never pays attention to us. I became upset about it too, and proceeded to leave the hall dramatically by throwing some ballet theory book onto the floor [do they even exist? ballet theories?]. The teacher grabbed my wrist and turned me around before I could open the door and said that the book is important and teaches me what to learn, but I immediately yelled back, "The book doesn't teach, the teacher does!"

She got stunned for a while and started rambling about how busy and occupied she was, along with some other weird babbles that I didn't clearly pay heed in... she was wearing something like aligners, but a lime green coloured version, and it was only stuck onto certain parts of her teeth. I also noticed that she was an old midget wearing metal-framed glasses and was already having white hair. Anyway, I interrupted by yelling again, about how I never learn anything [something along those lines]. That triggered me to cry, because apparently ballet was a very big part of me.

The teacher apologised and asked me that she will do her best to rearrange her schedule so that she can teach me, and asked me about my schedule. She asked, "when is your bio?" It made me cry even harder because I didn't have anything else but ballet. I replied, "I don't have bio," and...

"I don't have anything!"

My tears were overflowing by then. It was so bad that even my nose got stuffed. I wasn't even able to breathe soon after and I quickly said aloud, "I can't breathe!"

Then I woke up. I literally could not breathe. I had to inhale and exhale REALLY hard [my lips refused to part] before my nose managed to clear off and give me some air. Tears were streaming left and right from my eyes too, and I could feel them clearly because they were really warm and tickling down my cheeks.

Sigh. =_= Dreams.
On a side note, I'm really hungry.

doing what I can right now

2009-09-25T16:38:18Z

I don't want to be here.

I want to be making music.
Creating masterpieces.

Dance.
Sing.

I want to fulfil and produce all my ideas.

There will always be sacrifices.
I will always have to let go of something in order to gain another.
The balance of life.

Nothing else interests me anymore.
I don't care about my lack of love life either.

I don't feel lonely when all I can think of is how to improve and how to get there.
But thinking alone will not work. I need to start doing.

Sometimes they think that I take things too seriously.
Yet I feel that I'm not trying hard enough.
I have to do it now, because if I keep pushing it aside, I will eventually not do it.

We all have responsibilities, but the first responsibility we have is for ourselves. I used to depend on friends to cure my boredom or loneliness. But my friends can't always be there for me; they have their own lives too. I used to depend on love relationships to support my future. But I can't trust someone who is merely a boy and still has yet to grow up and mature. In the end, the only person who I must first rely on is myself. We shouldn't and must not burden others with our weight when they have their own life problems too.

Stop seeking for shelter or comfort within someone else. Stop running away or pushing everything aside, wanting to pampered and taken care of by someone else instead.

Stop being spoilt.

If I don't concentrate and put in my all for what is most important now, I will live to regret.
If you don't concentrate and put in your all for what is most important now, you will live to regret.

Perhaps I'm quite cruel. I will keep moving onwards in my own pace. I refuse to allow anyone to cling unto me, or try to pull me down. I don't have any more time, please don't selfishly try and keep me by your side. I am not your life. You are not my life. I have my own goals, you have yours. If you don't, start finding them. Don't depend on me.

Dear Mother

2009-09-18T16:46:18Z

I don't know why it took me so long to realise it. Or perhaps, I already did, but I was still being childish then. I want to take back all my words of darts and daggers that sprouted out from extreme annoyance if I could, but you can't really ever take back your words once you let them out.

Words may just be words, constructed by mere little alphabets, but it's true when they say that words are extremely powerful and can kill the soul more than what a sword can do. Even words that we say out of impulsive anger can really wound the other party. It's a scar that we will always remember, even if we do make up with them afterwards.

Often so, we take our mothers for granted. I think I do so more than I realise. And truly, I hate it knowing that fact. I love my mother very much, even if we don't see eye to eye at times.

Countless times, I feel extremely blessed to be born from her womb. (That just sounded weird... whatever!) She, who gives me freedom, she, who supports my dreams, she, who nags at me a heck load whenever I become a lazy bum, she, who is always concern of my health and well-being. She, who pays attention at whatever I say, even if she acts like she's not listening at all. She'd buy things even when I don't need them, but knows that I will like them. She'd buy things especially when she knows that I need them. She's not the type of mother who shows her love through words (okay wait, excluding the nagging part), but mainly through actions.

She, who never loses her faith and trust in me, knowing that I can do it as long as I put my mind and heart to it. I often say that "my parents don't care"... ... from now on, I don't want to say that anymore. I know that they care, and it's probably because of it that they trust me. Trust has to be earned. I learned from experience that if you want them to trust you, you got to do something to make them trust you. Don't expect them to do so by saying, "why can't you trust me?" Parents are usually more reasonable than you know. It's true that there are times when I feel that I want to get out of here, away from my family, who I've been so used to for my entire life... and at those times, I think that I won't miss them at all.

But I know that I'm wrong.

Subconsciously, we all depend on our parents. For me, I depend on my mother. Her opinions mean a LOT to me. Even if everyone says that I sing well, but my mom tells me that I don't, I will feel that I still have a lot to improve.

On to the next point...

Some people find it a nuisance to report to their mothers about what they do. I never found it any burden though. It's important to let your parents [especially mothers, because they're often more of the worry-warts!] know what you're up to, no matter how old you are. If you don't want them to worry, then talk to them frequently. They will cease nagging when you start doing things that will affirm them that you're fine. Plus, what harm is there in telling them what you're doing? Unless you know that you're doing something wrong... ... ... then you're not even supposed to be doing it!!

I've never been grounded before, nor given a curfew. I think it's because I always tell my mother what I'm up to, and if I'm going to be late, and what route I plan to take if it gets too late to assure her that I will be safe.

I know that I'm extremely blessed and lucky to have such parents. And I'm sure that many others out there have very great parents too, even if they don't realise it.

I hope everyone takes the time to realise what goodness they have in their life, with parents who have sacrificed so much just for them, no matter how they may fight over petty things at times. It's true that there are people who abandoned their children or treat them illy... of course, they don't deserve to be called "parents" at all. Think of all those children who have lost their parents too. We must really cherish our own and appreciate the good sides in them. Everyone has flaws after all.

No matter how old we grow, we will forever be the children of our parents. We will forever be their "babies". So please don't forget them and treat them kindly, even when you have your own children. We are all one family, no matter the generation.

STRAWBERRY. TOAST. AAAAAAAA!!

2009-09-17T03:47:13Z

OMFG <3! But damn, I promised myself not to buy anymore stuff until next time, butbtutbutbut it's new and omfg it's soooo cuuuuuute aaarrrrrghhh /has already bought a lot of stuff from the same owner [who owns the accessories and bento items shop]. rmabrlarknalskfnaskldjf nakf ):

oh woe it be to have such a fondness for tiny cute things as a chronic illness from birth!! ;___;

*whines* shower... sniff... shower and off to meet Tamtam...

stomach oh stomach

2009-09-09T01:31:50Z

These are cute!

But it's just for eye-candy, I wouldn't actually really want them.

let le cake speak

2009-08-31T14:27:39Z

The star looks shocked, like. "GASP IT'S GONNA CUT ME!"

And yes, Beatific 21st Birthday.
I thought "happy" was just... not happy enough.
Thus, blissfully happy, Beatific.

Purrfect, miaow?

The Case of the Mysterious Yolk

2009-08-13T00:20:52Z

I was making toast breakfast for myself and decided to have an egg in it. The eggs that we've been buying have become smaller recently, but it had always been the case where the egg white was lesser, whereas the yolk had always been of a moderately sized circle. When I cooked an egg for my sister earlier on, it was just as so.

But when I cracked another egg for myself...

*Plop!

...

...

... ... ...

... ... WHAT THE 박??! ):

The pan is already tiny, and usually an egg would be able to fill it up entirely.

Here's the ugly thang on the ham:

And to compare the yolk...

It's exactly an inch! )':

Sigh...
I feel so cheated...

This is why I hate chickens.
(Well, not really, I just don't like chicken meat, not the animals.)