Mr. Owl ate my metal worm

Write, Read, Rinse and Repeat

2011-04-25T22:04:00.000+08:00

No, I'm not going to put my usual round of pardons and excuses in why I haven't updated this for awhile, albeit this has been probably my longest interval between blog posts (not including the past blogs I have tried to keep up with). Instead, I'm going to give you (or myself, whatever works) a recap of what happened since the time I watched Janet in concert!

I finished another school year. 3rd year, Year 3, Junior year in High School, whichever you prefer.
I completed the first draft of my novel with approximately 74,000 words. First draft, that's just the beginning.
I wrote a four and a quarter page essay (But that's just an estimate. If you're not aware, I have a strong dislike towards math) that I recently submitted to an awards foundation.
I became nocturnal. Nothing unusual there.
I denocturnalized myself. Now that's unusual.
I invented words like "denocturnalized" for the usage of owlish (insomniac wise) people alike.
I read the Hunger Games trilogy in three days.
I joined the ever-growing roster of Hunger Games fans.
I actually attended Prom Night.
I played the Sims 3. Again and again.
I watched a number of chick flicks.

Two months list-enized, but obviously- details aren't complete. I felt obliged to not desert this blog and shoo away the dust bunnies.

Majority of blog posts look dull without pictures, so I'll give one of Charlotte Free, since she's my new favorite model, has pink hair, and she resembles the main character of my work.

Up close and personal.

2011-02-05T01:15:00.016+08:00

Unlike my previous blog posts, I would skip and not even bother on pressing details on why I have been neglecting this blog for awhile again (Due to the usual reasons, and one I wouldn't reveal now- but if you follow my twitter account then you'll probably guess what that is, and I'm not shamelessly plugging). Instead, I would tell you something about an exciting experience I just had a few hours ago- watching the one and only Janet Jackson live. Exciting may be an understatement. The tickets I got we're a last minute thing, we bought it at the exact same day of the concert. I went with my brother, and my anxious state was already obvious since I started blabbering away random things... which doesn't exactly happen to me quite often.

There's my "golden" ticket- with the luscious *unintentional* grainy effect.

I've been to the venue twice before this show, both being my brothers' respective graduations, so the grounds looked familiar, but with a sudden blast of media coverage, a few local celebrities, awaiting fans, and none about aspiration speeches. Our seats were at the center most of the stage, up close in my standards. As Janet's staff from her twitter described it, when the lights dimmed- there were already deafening screams and it increased even more when she finally appeared. Now that- knowing one of my loved musicians (Not to mention one of the artists I had on loop during summer) was right in front of me- cliché it may be, was surreal. I was grinning too much, but I couldn't fully release my inner fangirl when I have complete strangers beside me, so... And the dance moves. It. was. on. fire. And I'm not ~~talking~~ typing about the smoke machine. It was beginning to resemble a lot like the Paramore concert I went to last March, since everyone was standing up to see the view despite the seats. When she began performing her parts on Scream- I didn't even try to hid my giddy state (See below for short clip). As they've exited, everyone started to ask for an encore, and didn't hesitate by playing Make Me and (my other awaited) Together Again... which nearly made me sob since there was a slideshow of her and her brother Michael while she blew a kiss to the sky, but it was actually a very nice way in ending the show. With all that, I'd still want to see one of her concerts again with no doubt. She is just made of pure awesome and fierceness like that.

Souvenir photo time with an empty stage and a scribbled face! Yes, I'm that "secretive".

And for some of the videos I took, excuse the reflecting bright lights, but I think the sound makes up for it?

Intro of Black Cat... epic.

Janet performing Scream

And with that, I have to change from my concert clothes into some comfy pajamas, since I'm in the mood in listening to more of J.

New Year, New Age

2011-01-14T13:10:00.004+08:00

I don't know any other different form of opening up this blog post, so I'll express my salutations with an old one - Hello, dear readers of this blog of mine. First off, apologies if I have been neglecting this blog lately. You see, examinations, a dozen coursework (Am I exaggerating? You be the judge), and not to mention, reading books and fan fictions of them got the best of me. But let's push that aside for now. So, it's a new year, a fresh start, and whatever more clichés they always say. I'm not one to make goals, let alone new year's resolutions, but I do hope those who do these as their rituals have a nice set for this year. Speaking of rituals and traditions, we went to Cebu for our annual family reunion, and it was really enjoyable, per se. Well, for my 15th birthday which was on New Year's (Can you believe it, fifteen? Yes, I already feel old) , I spent it by reading the Gallagher Girl books over and over again, watching The Matrix and staying in bed. Yep, I was sick, but that isn't actually new (You see, I had sore throat last year, I was sick too on my previous birthdays. Weird.). Too bad, I missed my birthday celebration. Now that I'm back in school for the time being, I have more bloody work to do. Examinations for the 3rd Quarter just ended today as I type this. I actually have a book report (with a book that I haven't even finished) in my yet-to-do list, but I just came from exams, cut me some slack. Regarding books, I've just finished the following in the span of say, two weeks (but last last week was last year. Oooh~)? They're Cross My Heart and Hope to Spy, Don't Judge a Girl by Her Cover, Only the Good Spy Young (Thank you, eBook!) and Heist Society, all by Ally Carter. (I have I Me Mine by George Harrison, too) I may post reviews any time soon. Let me just say, I'm obsessed with Cammie/Zach... which is why I keep on reading fan fiction. They've all inspired me (or say, reminded me) to continue writing my novel on-the-works (which isn't anything about spies, not at all). I'll get to that later. I'd grown a love for the arts too. Yay, artistic enthusiasm! I'm loving Da Vinci and Van Gogh a lot more now.

P.S. I may have to work on my transitions.

Oh, Christmas Dinner

2010-12-25T02:25:00.009+08:00

Hello, lovely readers of this blog of mine! First off, I would like to say (or type, since it's more suitable?) Happy Christmas to you all! I hope you people are all having joyous holidays so far, and that you would enjoy all the food that you consume this season. Here's some news about me, I've just received a lovely iPod Touch/iTouch from my mum and dad, which is basically the only thing I use for surfing the web nowadays.

Here's a flashy picture of it.

And now, we move on to our Christmas Dinner, or "Noche Buena" as the Spanish say it.

We had it a cute Italian restaurant just at our village, which even had a *coughfakecough* Mona Lisa painting in it (Scroll for pictures of said painting)!

Blurry (not intentional... or is it? bwahaha) family picture with Mr. Tree.

No proper caption, just pizza.

I liked this cheescake. No, we're just good friends.

You'd think I went to the Louvre Museum or something.

Book Review: I'd Tell You I Love You, But Then I Have To Kill You

2010-12-19T13:44:00.004+08:00

Tun tu tu tu tu tun (Or however that sounds from that Spongebob episode), here I am with another kind-of book review from yours truly! This time it's the first of the Gallagher Girl series (and the first one I've read), I'd Tell You I Love You, But Then I Have To Kill You by Ally Carter!

The first book of the Gallagher Girl series was a good start, with a kind-of cliffhanger for the ending. The setting's good with the vibe of being a spy, and what would it be like to be in a spy academy. It sort of reminded me of the Harry Potter series (sans the magic) with the great hall meeting, and the headmistress giving them the start-off reminders. I wouldn't reccommend to some adults just searching for the action, of course, this book focuses mainly on the teenybopper plot. Over-all, fine book with thrilling mission scenes, and not gonna lie, I did squee at some parts.

I give it....

Rating:

★★★☆☆ 3/5 stars!

Hair (and fries).

2010-12-19T02:53:00.007+08:00

Hello again, here's a follow-up post since the other one. I've noticed that I've never told you about the recent haircut I got (kind of recent). So now I will, or maybe with picture since as they say, a picture's worth a thousand words and have around 7 of them (I wouldn't post them all here, lol)... so seven thousand? I've never been good at Math.

My new hairstyle looks like a mop top. You know, The Beatles' popularized hairstyles? At first I didn't like, but hey, it grew on me and now I do like it very much. First impressions never last.

cliché photo alert!

cliché photo alert with my niece, most commonly known as Lizzie (who actually had a recent haircut too)!

Look, fries!

Isn't that a weird mixture, hair and fries? Sounds gross. Oh well, thanks for viewing/reading!

Vacation! and some stuff from the closet.

2010-12-18T22:44:00.003+08:00

Hey everyone! Apologies for skipping a few weeks, I've had quite a hectic schedule in school. Heck, I've made a Brazil travel magazine in just a matter of one week, but that's another story (or should I say another blog post?) Anyway, my and my fellow students long awaited Christmas vacation is here (I can't believe it, I still haven't listened to School's Out by Alice Cooper, which is my start-off vacation tradition right when I get dismissed from school), and what does that mean? Sweet freedom, of course! Although I may have to do yet another Geometry coursework over the break... but let's think about that later. With that, I'm going try to do some more productive things, like my unfinished IMVU music video of Fergie's Glamorous (Or I could also continue my endless reblogging in Tumblr, that could work too). Here's what I did just a few moments ago... I've always thought of starting this but didn't have the time we my schoolwork always nagging me, but now I can show you, yay!

Behold, my jacket (+ biker vest) collection although not complete. Some of it are still in the wash, sheesh.

Most of it are bought by my mum without my consent, two of the jackets above are bought online. I do have an awful lot of these for someone who lives in a tropical country, but anyway. What are you guys doing for the holidays? My niece and I are having Harry Potter marathons almost everyday (not that I'm complaining... or maybe I am? loljk). Hope you have a good one guys :) :3

Oldies and Online Shopping

2010-11-27T23:31:00.009+08:00

Hello, and I am back for what turned to be my weekly blog update. My niece (Lizzie) and I have been having Harry Potter marathons for the last few days, and I have successfully lured her into the fandom. She wants to be a witch now, but she still wants to be purple. Plus, she knows all the Beatles' names now... what a proud aunt I am. Another highlight of this week was my online shopping, courtesy of eBay, the online marketplace! Let me show you some of the items I have purchased...

An eight gigabyte guitar-styled flash drive. I've named it "JojHarrison". Subject to change.

Beatle notepads that i'll probably never write on because it's too precious.

As of the moment, I have only one item that I have yet to get, which is a Seventeen September 2004 issue which features my brother. That's a whole other story.

I've also taken pictures of the vinyls/LPs under our little bar thingamajig. This was actually owned by my great aunt.

Stacks of beautiful music.

Close-up shot of mah boys. lol.

Now i'm holding it. Uh-huh.

Appleee.

In an unrelated note, I want to watch DH Part 1 badly again. 'Kay, thanks.

Oh, Abbey Road

2010-11-20T02:36:00.002+08:00

Do you know how magnificent this album is? Yes, i'm writing about Abbey Road. It's a freaking masterpiece. I honestly can't comprehend how amazing it is, and as Sir Paul McCartney said, even the cover gets applause. All right, I'm starting to sound like one of those Extreme Advertising memes, but it's true. The novel I'm writing now is getting a lot of Abbey Road references since I was listening to it, and up to I Want You (She's So Heavy) is on repeat, and gosh, listening to it made me think, this so beautiful. Yeah, this has been an Abbey Road appreciation post.

When you have Harry Potter.

2010-11-20T02:28:00.001+08:00

Hello, everyone. I just watched Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 1 earlier (more like yesterday, considering the time now) with my mum and with my judgement, it was great. (Too bad I can't say the same for my mum, she's not that into fantasy movies, and to note that this was the first Potter film she watched). Yesterday was our scheduled Exposure trip, but alas, I didn't go because I thought watching Harry Potter was much, much more important (Joking aside, I don't think I even passed or got the permission slip, and besides, I wouldn't want to wake up at 6 in the morning). I'm not gonna post much spoilers, but just beware since I'm going to write about my favorite scene.

Forgive the cliché-esque feeling of this picture, I normally don't take photographs like this, but I wanted a good shot of my shirt. Woo.

Went to the movie and pulled off my best Hogwarts student casual look (Sans my round glasses, couldn't find it), with a Little Miss Gryffindor shirt, although I'm actually sorted in Raven...puff.

A "vintage"-looking Picnik edited photo.

Eating a doughnut beforehand, I got half an hour to do miscellaneous things.

Now I shall proceed to my favorite scene! ~~Enemies of the heir~~ Beware of future spoilers below you.

My favorite would be the adorable scene of Harry and Hermione dancing in the tent. I adored it, and if you didn't know, I'm actually a Harmony (Harry/Hermione) shipper. I already shipped them even before I read any of the books, and that still hasn't changed a bit after I read the whole series. The animation for the three brothers was great too, gave me a few goosebumps like whenever I hear Hedwig's Theme.

The ending (even though I expected it) just made me want to say "Accio July 15!" but no, I didn't say that. Pssh.

With that, I watched J.K. Rowling's A Year in the Life documentary earlier, which was quite inspiring and reminded me to continue the novel I'm working on which I'm yet to finish.

You should watch Harry Potter now if you haven't... or you could read the book for the film to make more sense... either way you should watch it. Thanks, dudes.

Didn't expect that (Or did I?)

2010-11-20T02:11:00.004+08:00

Last Wednesday was our last day of our first long test for 3rd Quarter (Look at all those ordinal numbers for the first sentence, wow!). We had our small convocation in the class room after the exams, and what do you know? I was actually in the top 10 list for 1st Quarter where I was ranked #9, and 2nd Quarter, #5. What was odd (or maybe it isn't) was that I pulled the same effort as I did last year, but I never did got in the top 10 list, then. I just thought that the smarter people were just in different sections now and it's like, there isn't much left with us. I'm not in any way complaining about being in the list, it is definitely a good honor. My 1st and 2nd quarter grade didn't actually change much, maybe just by point something, but it is nice. I still do believe in a page I once clicked "Become a Fan" on Facebook, that grades isn't the representation of intelligence. Sorry about the construction of this post, I've been forming too many sentences the past few days.

Productivity

2010-11-16T02:00:00.007+08:00

I'm being productive today, in a different sense. I just finished two sketches and colored them in Photoshop, plus I'm an old unfinished novel of mines entitled "Sunrise". I've written a long chapter (in my standards) as of now, consists of 1000+ words. 40,000+ words more to go! I can't post a preview since it's "top secret", but instead I would post the two drawings I just did. Yay.

With some ~cool-looking watermarks to boot.

First sketch of Katie White; frontwoman of The Ting Tings.

Second sketch of Luna Lovegood, my favorite Harry Potter character.

P.S. Here's a doodle I made yesterday's yesternight, while waiting for my dad to help me in Trigonometry:

The vertical "Anneliese" is written by niece.

Happenings & Londoner Wishes

2010-11-13T23:11:00.013+08:00

I didn't mean for this blog to become a weekly updated thing, but I wouldn't want to update this everyday since I don't have anything grand happening each day of a week (and besides, I have a paranoia thing going on which is previously stated in my first post), and I'm not at all a storyteller type of person, as you may know. This week wasn't the worst, but it could have been better. I attended class for the first three days, I just got sick on Thursday and stayed at home. Wednesday's gym class wasn't amazing, I nearly collapsed after doing running exercises. My color vision became inverted like I was on acid (not a good thing), and my hearing became impaired. I ran to the bathroom with that, and I don't even know if anyone noticed me (I really am a wallflower, goodness). That actually happened to me several times already, especially when consecutively running. To add that, I don't like the seat where I've been moved, since it's beside a pillar at the back, which makes me really claustrophobic, and that everyone hides out there and chatters away with some obscene stuff and things I wouldn't want to know. But, oh well. We'll be having exams next week (and I have yet to prepare), and I'm guessing an exposure trip based on the "house" I got sorted in (which is Arts & Letters).

Now that we've covered everything (kind of) that happened in my "reality", let's go onwards the better place, shall we?

In the past few days, I've been having this urge to fly to London, much bigger than my usual Anglophilia. Actually, I'd say yes if you'd invite me to go anywhere, anywhere far away from this usual ambiance... but of course, London would be preferred. If you're kind enough to accompany and tour with me the streets of (formerly called) The Big Smoke, then be my guest. Awkwardness may occur. ~~and i want to find Charlie~~

Big Ben, why must you be so beautiful?

This picture reminds me of the lomography lens my brother borrowed from a friend of his... I had great times with it. Yep.

and here's a video with a few glimpses of London ~~and it has Charlie in it~~

The pictures above are not of my ownership for obvious reasons.

P.S. Regarding the update on my NANOWRIMO novel (see previous blog for info), my two paragraph word document's just chilling in my brother's laptop. Yep.

Exploration

2010-11-06T18:37:00.008+08:00

Guess what? Well, i'm out of the town again. I'm here with my folks since my dad had a meeting here. All I did today was take pictures, flip random channels and use the Internet, as if I haven't left from home. I just wanted to get away to a different ambiance. Now here's today's round of pictures:

A messed up burger, didn't eat much.

The view outside.

Messed up pizza this time.

I'll be off for now, I'm gonna get a bubble bath. weeee.

P.S. Nina just invited me to join NANOWRIMO (National Novel Writing Month), where you write a 50,000 word novel in the span from the 1st of November to November 30th. I'm not sure if I'm able to do it, since the last novel I finished (which was a story for Nina's) was really short, but hey, I guess I'll give it a try.

Hey, I love Fridays.

2010-11-05T20:01:00.003+08:00

I love typing on my brother's tiny laptop, the keyboard is so gentle and everything. So, anyway. My first two days of the start of the new second semester has passed, and it was all right. Not much of a big thing happened, and I like it that way. I took a drug test today, it was, err, awkward, and I skipped club. My classmate then asked me if I had any old songs by The Beatles, and I did say yes, but I sadly do not have one available for CD unless a LP/vinyl counts. Oh well. Since it's Friday, and I love it as much as the next guy, I'm going to have the traditional movie marathon... well, if there is a movie available. I might also travel again tomorrow, just out of the town with the folks. Now, I'm going to research about France's economy for Entrepreneurship class, and I'm free to do whatever I want.

P.S. My new found love for Charlie McDonnell has grown.

Day 3: Short stuff

2010-11-04T00:47:00.013+08:00

-ETA: Sorry for the late post, but I was editing this post last night but then I had to hit the hay since it was a school night-

I'm now back home, sitting on my familiar bed, typing away. Now I shall write to you about my last day in Vietnam, yay.

We ate breakfast on the hotel restaurant again, not much food has changed but I did eat some corn flakes, and I grew a love for bacon since yesterday. I've never actually liked bacon, and I always wondered why people like it so much when I didn't like its taste then. Now my eyes were opened to its amazingness.

Sorry, I don't have pictures of the bacon since I ate them all. Teehee, but here, have some dragon fruit that reminded me of cookies and cream:

Took some shots on the balcony since mum kept beckoning me to.

Then we headed to the airplane, and there I took photos of our plane, and mum did some more shopping, of course. When we boarded in the plane, though, I took a lot of pictures of the clouds. That was entertaining.

We're in the middle of the sea!

Wow. Airplane food. Excuse my nails.

Lol, here I am looking so cliché. I didn't mean it though, I was intending to take a picture of the pretty lights outside.

Some squiggly light things when we landed.

And now, I am done with these trilogic (Is that even a word?) posts, and I had a great time. Thanks, dudes.

Day 2: 3-hour road trips, and strolling around.

2010-11-02T22:11:00.019+08:00

Remember what I said in my last post? Well, I didn't even sleep that quickly, maybe just for a few minutes. We went up to the roof to eat breakfast, around six in the morning.

Some of the food I picked out, that white thing isn't actually milk. Meh.

The view outside.

And with that, we boarded our tour bus. We took a short stop in some small kitchenette, with those hammocks available (There were a lot around in the city). When we arrived in Vinh Long City, we took a boat to go to the public market.

Arriving on land, we went to drink some sweet tea, and for someone who never actually drinks it, it was pretty delicious. Saw some bees too.

They were showing us some other procedures of making their delicacies (My mother barely paid any attention, she shrugged it off because she claimed they have those things back at home).

I'll say that the most unforgettable was the rowing boat rides, since it actually rained hard. That was a real laugh, yep. Mum had to instantly buy shirts right when we landed. I was starting to think it was just some kind of marketing plan. Haha, kidding, folks.

Like an Asian version of Venice. Not counting Macau.

And after that weird ride, we ate at some small place, and chilled out on more hammocks.

I adore these shoes, it has freaking Debbie Harry on it.

When we were asked to go back to the main boat, most of the people with our tour rode bikes, while mum and I rode motorbikes. An odd feeling for me, since it was my first time. Another 3 hours in going back to Ho Chi Minh City, so I dozed off yet again.

We ate dinner at a small restaurant, then went back to the hotel (Although we did stop by some shops to buy souvenirs).

So, now I just took a bath on an actual usable bath tub, ate some more apple pie stuff (This one's a different one from yesterday, though), and I'm trying to unblock Facebook (Much to my mother's annoyance, Facebook's blocked in Vietnam). Now we're bushed, so we're watching a documentary about Barack Obama on HBO (I didn't mean for that to became some kind of pun, but now that I see it... *insert rimshot sound here*).

One hour difference... feels weird

2010-11-02T05:24:00.006+08:00

It's four in the morning at Vietnam right now, and we all suddenly woke up in the middle of the night. Side-effects thingamajig. Now I'm just moving some of the photos here, to make way for space, and drank some caffeine already (and by caffeine, I mean Coca Cola).

Oh, webcam.

Itinerary for the day:

→ Road trip to Cai Be, which means:

Floating Market
Boat rides
Bicycle rides

and visit some other places. woot. Now I guess I'm gonna go try and hit the hay, despite the "caffeine".

Day 1: Here I am, Vietnam!

2010-11-01T20:14:00.023+08:00

I'm here sitting on a bed at Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam, eating some apple pie. I'm tired from strolling around the city (not to mention I only slept for 2 hours today), but I can't help but blog about today.

We were supposed to go to Vietnam a week earlier, but since our trip was free and it was fully booked (Asian summit, Mr. President had to visit this place), we didn't get to go. Anyway, we're already here.

We went to the airport (I was wearing my favorite shirt, a Beatle "Yellow Submarine") around 10 in the morning, I guess? We waited for awhile, so I was just listening to The Beatles on the iPod. When we got to the plane though, I got a little disappointed in not seeing those video screens in front of our seats (like last time when we went to Hong Kong, that entertained me a lot), but oh well, I had Across the Universe and Help! on my player, but I ended up dozing off.

We arrived at 2:30 in the afternoon (Vietnam time, 3:30 in the homeland).

You should have seen my mother, she was so amused because of Vietnam's rates, she was practically a millionaire there. It's like, paying 20,000 for a... doughnut. (I don't know, I just picked that up from my head)

Anyway, while my brother and mother were exchanging money and looking for hotels, I was just poking around the touch-screen map. I didn't get much information though, but it still entertained me.

While on the way to our hotel, we couldn't believe how much scooters were driving around the city, it was like a wider version of Rome. They were everywhere.

Above is our hotel's lobby, quite an awesome place. We even got some free pineapple juice at the reception.

Andddd, I took some other random photos too, like this one:

After dropping by our room quick, we went and shopped for some souvenirs (Much to my indifference, that really isn't my favourite part), then ate dinner at some restaurant.

Self wearing my mother's bought souvenir hat.

~Menu for the day~

That place had a lot of photo snapping-worthy spots, but I'll just post food we ate there. 'Cause it's food.

That would be my brother eating the delicacy.

After dinner, we walked a few more blocks (Reaaaally scary crossing the streets, look at all those scooters and motorbikes) to look for a shop my brother was looking for (although he didn't get to visit today, since my mother insists it was already getting dark), then we stopped by a bakery/cake shop to get some sweet stuff.

And that is the apple pie thing I was munching on a while ago.

We took a cab home, and it was my actual first time having and seeing a female taxi driver. Cool experience. My mum bought more souvenirs, until here I am, sitting on a bed typing away. Now I guess I have to hit the hay, big agenda tomorrow (4 words: 3-hour road trip.), and gonna roam much more places.

Book Review: Miss O' Dell: My Hard Days and Long Nights with The Beatles, The Stones, Bob Dylan, Eric Clapton, and the Women They Loved

2010-10-31T23:12:00.003+08:00

This book reviewing thing is growing on me. Since I have nothing better to do right now, and I'm bringing this book along with me tomorrow to Vietnam to reread, I'm gonna review it.

Miss O' Dell: My Hard Days and Long Nights with The Beatles, The Stones, Bob Dylan, Eric Clapton, and the Women They Loved by Chris O' Dell with Katharine Ketcham (phew, what a long title) was quite an enjoyable book, giving you an inside look on the personal lives of the rock 'n roll legends of the 60's. First off, I love reading biographies. I like reading non-fiction stuff, it interests me a lot. With some of my favorite artists, this looked like a must-read right when I saw it. I loved seeing the different side of the artists we always hear and see performing (especially George Harrison, since I'm a big fan of his, obviously). There were parts that actually made me squee, and sometimes I had to control myself when I was reading during free time in class. A really good read, I'll recommend it to people who simply loves rock n' roll as much as I do, or people who just loves the era of the sixties (especially for a teenager like me who still wants a time machine to go back in time).

I give it:

★★★★☆ 4/5 stars!

Haha, grid drawing.

2010-10-31T22:34:00.010+08:00

Oh hello, you have just been greeted by my Geometry coursework. Yeah, it's a grid drawing of Ariel. I'm not that satisfied with it (I instantly regretted outlining it with felt pens), but I guess it gave me a good enough grade. I have this odd thing were I just stare at it.

P.S. Here's a picture I took last night:

That's my bedside Aurora lamp, I was trying to make it more "dreamy" like, but meh.

Thrilla

2010-10-31T19:02:00.006+08:00

Happy Halloween, everyone! Although I may not dress up this day (unless you count a pajama-wearing bum-looking person to be a costume), but I'm still gonna mentally celebrate it. I was actually supposed to dress up like a 60's hippie today, but I woke up around 6 in the evening, so the little trick-or-treating going around our village is done (I was thinking of being either Joan Jett, Debbie Harry or Cyndi Lauper too, actually). My niece gave out all the candy before I could finish them all, and that's a smart move for her.

So here's another Happy Halloween to you all, and I'm now gonna blast Thriller for everyone to hear.

Image credits: Tumblr; not sure of the specific user. Please notify me if you do know!

Book Review: The Perks of Being a Wallflower

2010-10-31T05:25:00.005+08:00

It's exactly 5:26 in the morning and I haven't slept yet, so I thought of making a little review of the last book I've read, The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky.

First off, I have never written a review of any kind whether it be a book, an album, a movie, or anything for that matter. So, I might sound like a total mediocre, and that I'm just a fourteen-year-old insomniac... not a professional critic.

Perks is a very insightful book, and it actually reminds me of myself quite a lot. I've actually thought of buying the book right when I saw the title since I've always labelled myself as a "wallflower" right when I first read about the word in a magazine when I was about ten years old. The summary was the thing that sealed the deal that hey, I'm getting it. Readers get into the point of view of an awkward teenage boy, and it's like, flashing back to those adolescent years for the adult readers. As for me, I didn't quite to relate to his surroundings, but just to the main character himself. The book touches some sensitive topics, so it would get an R-rating from me, and I wouldn't recommend it to younger readers. The book gave me some deeper thoughts into things, but it also gave that sense of loneliness in the ambiance of the book, but that's just me.

A good read all-in-all, no wonder it's always sold out in the bookstores I looked for it.

I give it: ★★★★☆ 4/5 stars, dling dling!

Discovery

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I've recently discovered my now-favorite vlogger, Charlie McDonnell. He may sound familiar to some of you, and you may think I'm late in watching him, but I'm not quite the regular vlogger-watching person. (Although I did watch some vloggers in the past, HappySlip to name one)

Above is one of my favorite videos of him (Really, I've got a lot), since I completely agree with what he said about fame. And hey, his favorite band is The Beatles too and he's British, which are always a good thing... well, in my opinion. lol.

Website: http://www.charliemcdonnell.com

YouTube channel: http://www.youtube.com/user/charlieissocoollike

~~Weird, i'm blogging about a vlogger~~

Beatle medley on the radio.

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So, my previous blog post was just minutes ago, but I can't help updating again because there's a Beatle medley playing on my mother's favorite radio station at the moment (although there's an annoying beat at the background, that makes it sound remixed, but I can ignore it), and it just brought an instant smile to my face. Plus, they played "Do You Want to Know a Secret?" (and other George-sang Beatle songs) and I love hearing George's voice. Have you heard the intro of Day Tripper? It's beautiful, I literally squeed listening to that guitar riff. Oh gosh, now they're playing the intro of My Sweet Lord (which I adore too), and it's not technically a Beatle song.

All right, the medley just finished. Sorry if this blog post was quite messy and that I've sound like a complete teenager, I was just typing along while listening to it.

This has been a Beatle appreciation post.

Here's a Picnik edited (Sorry, Photoshop is on our other computer) picture with my pixelated self and my boys (with Ringo looking at me, lol.)

Madame Tussauds Hong Kong; The Peak.

Here I go again.

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You wouldn't imagine how many blogs I have created, and how they've now become waste of internet space. I've all abandoned them, and here I am again, starting anew. I've never been much of the blogger, call me a "man" of few words, or no words at all. My essays are usually shorter unless we were asked to lengthen it, I've had those times that I doubted their substance even though writing is my passion, and my folks always encourage me to pursue it, since they've always thought writing is my strength, how I can communicate to the world without the usage of verbal actions. I've doubted how I can run a blog, though, since pouring my heart out is quite difficult for me and that there's always something stopping me to do it (and not to mention I don't have much to talk about). There's always that thing (I can't think of a proper word for me to describe it) that I have with commas, and how I think I use it way too much, and that is not at all grammatically correct. And that my paranoia increases by the second, not about my grammar and punctuation issues, though.

Enough about that, I will now properly introduce myself. My name is Katrina, it annoys me a lot when people call me by my last name so I'm not gonna tell you it, but I'm frequently called "Kat" on the wonderful world of the internet. I was born on a New Year's Day of '96, I'm currently fourteen years of age if you've noticed. I was born and raised on a little country called the Philippines, but I act as if English is my mother tongue (I have Anglophilia, thank you very much). I think too much, I've always thought I have some kind of psychological issue, I'm complicated even for myself, I'm introverted, I don't speak at all with people I don't see on a regular basis, I rather read than go out (unless it's somewhere really far away), I like to listen to old songs (my favorite band is The Beatles, favorite Beatle would be George Harrison), I'm awkward, androgynous, I don't want to grow up and I don't exactly know what to do in the near future. So, that's that for my first blog post (impressive for myself since my previous blog entries are at least two sentences long).

Autobiography (in 3rd person!)

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Katrina Maisie, better known as Kat, is a fifteen-year-old writer/novelist from the Philippines born on a New Year's Day of 1996. Her interest doesn't limit in writing, though - she enjoys nature photography, photoshopping, video editing, travelling and long walks to the fridge, to name a few. She is a self-proclaimed Anglophile, and a "Swinging London" enthusiast. She currently resides in the capital of her native country, and discerning the fact that it sounds quite incongruous talking about yourself in third person, whilst sliding in eloquent words like "incongruous". But that's just one of those things...

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