Hi everyone. I guess not so many people read my blog,right? I'm sorry that every time I write in my blog, I'll apologize. I just can't keep up the blog-writing habits.

Now, I have another story to write. I don't do comics anymore, unless I've got the mood to. Which I usually don't. I have a habit of not keeping on doing things. I've only got Witchery, Yellow Butterfly, Pounding Heart and Night Fighters to write. I'm trying VERY hard to keep on writing all of this to the end of their stories.

I've got so many ideas on stories. I would be VERY VERY VERY HAPPY if someone would just publish it for ME! Just cheer me on! I don't know who will.

I'm not very good with friends, unless I've met them when I was younger (and when I'm more sociable). Now I'm totally anti-social because most people tries to be who they are not. So I only open up to whoever shows their true colours or speaks Cantonese. I don't really prefer Mandarin. The Mandarin speaking people (especially girls) likes to laugh and mock people.

So, I'll try my best to turn my imagination into a story.

Hey everyone, I apologise for not writing in my blog for so long.

I was busy. Drawing my comics ( I have 2 comics to draw ). The previous comic that I write about ( Elfimosa, Sugoi Magicka and The Chosen Ones ), are canceled. Instead now, I'll be drawing Gem and Flowerboy.

Gem is about a boy and his little sister. Their parents neglected them when they are still very young. The boy is Lemonne and the girl is Amethyst. Lemonne is 14 while Amethyst is only 5. They now lived in a cottage. The previous owner moved out and abandoned the house.

Flowerboy is about a 13 years old girl whose aunty is going to get marries. She volunteered to be the flowergirl, but her aunt wouldn't let her be one, unless she finds a flowerboy. So she goes on a quest to find a flowerboy.

Last 2 days, I had a dream. I dreamed that I was holding a little boy's hand. He was about 2 years old. He's very cute. I think he had that 'mushroom' hairstyle which is a common hairstyle for little boys. I felt like as if he's related to me in some kind of way. My grandmother told me to bring the boy for a walk. So I said okay. I hold his hand and walk out of the house. I go to a house somewhere opposite my house. The gate was wide opened, like it was expecting somebody. I went inside ( I don't know why ) with the boy and I heard a girl crying.

A woman ran out to greet me and told me to get inside the house quickly to comfort the girl. I don't know who are they but they felt familiar. So, I went in and saw a girl about 5 years old crunching down infront of the sofa. She was wearing a brown dress. I went over to her and begun comforting her and she stop crying. Immediately. That shocked me out a little. Her mother approached from the kitchen holding a piece of paper with some kind of sketching on it.

She asked me if I had any photostating machine in my house and I said yes. She ask me to photostat the sketching for the little girl because she wanted it. To colour I think. I think that she was crying because there was no one to photostat for her.

I took the sketching a think to myself ' Wah, she can draw?? Maybe we can draw together sometimes. It will be fun. ' The little boy is standing on my left side, both hands putting on my thighs. When I've finished thinking I wanted to ask the mother to allow the little girl to come to my house sometimes to draw with me, but as if the dream can read my mind, a boy around 15 to 16 years old came down the stairs. The mother said that the boy drew the sketch and I was so shocked and I immediately canceled the idea of the sketcher of the sketch to come draw with me. I was feeling blushsy and look down at the little boy an the little girl. He shown no emotions on his face. It was just blank.

I remembered the boy wearing a red shirt. I thought that he look familiar. I think to myself ' Could it be the boy that I saw in my dreams so many times before? ' But I know that the answer is no. I didn't seen him before, but I felt like I've known him. Plus, he seems to know me too. He didn't spoke a word. He's so handsome, a bit tanned and average tall. Ah, the perfect figure.

I know I sounded a bit crazy. I'm sorry. Hahaha... Then I remembered that I went back to that house. But I haven't photostat the sketching yet. I think the reason I went back there was because the girl wanted me to come again. I sat at the sofa again, and so is the girl. But I don't know if this time the little boy is with me or not. The mother is standing at an archway with the son behind him. I felt that as thought he was waiting for me. But this time he had an angry look. I was feeling a little scared and creeped out so I look at the little girl. the house was unusually quiet. The girl was not crying.

But I know that the boy's not angry of me. But of something about me. I don't know... End of dream...

I've always wanted a boy as my best friend. I still wanted it now. So until one time I dreamed of a boy of my age. A bit plump but not very noticeable. He was a bit taller than me. He seems to come from a rich family because he was wearing a T-shirt, a red long overcoat, a colourful scarf and some accessories. I was just wearing some normal home wear. We must have look a sight. I've dreamed of him twice.

First is when zombies is coming to Earth and he teach me some dance moves. We were at a supermarket. Second is at a kind of fantasy land with cream for walls and such. You could see the whole world by just sitting on some big piece of yellow paper. We were at a restaurant with Dion, the boss of the restaurant and 2 handsome waiter. Ah... How I wish that could come true.

In case if you notice that I've been writing some sort of weird word that I've never written before in my blog, it's because I've read too much of Wicked. It is a storybook. I've learned a lot of foreign words in that book.

Adieu!

Hi, today let's talk about past experiences...

I remembered the time I went to Tesco. I was asked to stand in the line with the cart. So I just go and stand. I was behind a family with a mother, a sister and a brother. I think so. The brother saw me and keep peeping. I pretended not to see. These kind of things is common for me. I used to get creep up a lot when boys look at me in shopping malls, ice skating rinks and etc, but now I know how to handle it a bit already.

So let's continue, and as I said, he was peeping. I wanted to push my cart infront because there was another woman trying to cut my line, but when I'm pushing the cart, it felt heavy. Like something is holding it. Then I look at my cart and see what's wrong, guess what, the boy is unconciously holding on the side of my cart. I slowly back off and went to my uncle and tell him. Then the boy realised that I'm gone and he's holding onto my cart, he let go immediately and went away.

Then the woman cut my line. Haiz... Today I went ice skating. My ice skating improved already. I already didn't go to ice skating for 5 months. I was afraid that I couldn't skate. But when I got in the rink, it was suprisingly easy. I warm up for 2 rounds and then started speeding. Actually speeding is against the rule, but a lot of boys speed up there ( rarely girls ) so I also speed up. But nobody dragged me out of the rink. Luckily.

Today I was told to teach a girl around 4 years old to ice skate. She look like 3 years old. She had a brother around 6, a baby sister around maybe only 3 months and a sibling still inside the mother's stomach. I was amazed how does the mother take care of them. I asked Dion ' Do you think that the mother is pregnant? ' Dion answered ' I think so. Must be. '

Unfortunately the girl I was teaching does not understand English well. But it was kind of easy for us ( me and Dion ) to understand her because my house got a lot of people who's hard to communicate with. We use sign language. She understood some.

After a while, a girl around my age came and talk to me. Her name is E something. I think is Edela. She asked for mine and said that it's a good name. Her mother's a malay, while her father's a chinese. Then she asked if we are twins and I said yes. She said ' Twins and so beautiful. ' I told her that she's beautiful too.

Before we even meet the small girl, me and Dion talked. Then Dion skate out slowly while I still stand at the side. Something told me not to go out and I know why because when Dion is going out, a boy around 13 is coming alomg and nearly banged into Dion. He desperately tried to stop and waved his hands infront. My uncle and mother saw that too. Me and my uncle laughed to each other. Then I tell Dion what just happened. The boy is quite cute too.

He came with 4 more other boys. When we were teaching the girl, the boy who nearly banged into Dion ( he's wearing a white T-shirt, so just let us call him white ) and another of his friend ( around 13 also, he's wearing a black shirt, so let's call him black ) stand between me and Dion. They saw me saying wait to Dion because I was trying to get over there and they too keep blocking. Then black skated out a bit and white stayed at the side to let me cross.

When we were skating and there was a small space between us, black skate between me and Dion. When I'm skating alone, white swept past me and his arm touch mine. His shirt was all wet. I stopped because my legs was tired and I turned around and saw one of their friends smiling at me. Then there was another guy not from their group, wearing a brown shirt with an orange tag looked at me and purposely came to me and swept past me.

I made a new friend, I think is the brother of the girl around my age. We exchanged phone numbers and said that the next time if I go to ice skating, I call him. Then we ( me, Dion, my uncle and my mother ) went to a restaurant to eat. The table beside us is seated by a boy around 14-15 years old. I think his father is the owner of the restaurant. When I was eating, he keep peeping at me. I noticed because ever since boys started looking at me which is this year, I'll know. I got a sensor. Kid of. I don't need to look to tell. Then I told them ' I'm feeling so uncomfortable here. ' and immediately my uncle knows why. My mother also knows. But as for Dion, I don't know.

When we finished eating, we decided to talk about things that happened at the skating rink. We keep talking about the boy when he nearly banged into Dion because it was so hilarious. We keep laughing and laughing. I'm trying very hard not to bang the table because when I'm over-excited, I tend to hit things. The boy then casually sit at the table next to us's and sit facing directly at me. He keep looking at me and laugh along with us. But without sound. Then when we go back, my uncle look at the boy and the boy smiled at him as if saying ' Thanks for the entertainment. ' and my uncle said that when I got up the boy keep looking at me and smiling.

When we got home, my uncle said why today I was so attractive. I said I don't know. I wonder why also. It happened at the ice skating rink and the restaurant. I can bear most of the boys looking at me but when there is a very handsome or cute boy that look at me, I tend to look away and pretend that I didn't saw them. I hold some gazes to see what would they do and they would normally look away.

What could come next? Who knows? Bye~

Forgive me readers for not posting for so long. I was lazy...

SO... I don't know what I want to talk about, so maybe I'll talk of the mysterious brother that appears in my dream recently this year...

At the starting of the year, around April, I suddenly wished to have a brother. I imagine him to be the brother that I've always wanted. Until, 1 day, a mysterious boy around 15 to 16 years old appeared in my dream. I was with him. He was teaching and encouraging me to do something. He smiled to me and he do stuff that I wanted my brother to do.

At first, I wasn't suspicious that he appeared in my dreams. He appeared a second time in my dreams around September. This time, I was in a white hole. I saw the brother and a boy around 17 to 18 years old. They were fighting. The boy is holding a LONG sword while the brother is holding a shorter one.

I didn't want my brother to get killed, so I ran over to them and stand between them. Now, I'm face to face with the boy. That means my brother is behind me. I realised that the boy had yellow stripes on his face, like a tiger's stripes. His hair was seperated to the right. He push his sword against mine, and I found out that I was holding a sword- a short one, even shorter than my brother's. I must have been around my feet's size.

The boy told me to buzz off if I didn't want to get killed, but I refuses to budge. Then I sensed his aura. I realised that his aura is saying that it's not him who wanted to kill my brother, but someone instructed him to. I feel so sorry for him. He had a painful look on his face.

Then my brother came to the rescue and stand beside me. We defeat the boy together, but I don't know who wins because then I got up. So shitty...

I dreamed of him for the third time is in the white hole as well. Me and Dion is standing opposite to each other, around 15 meters away. I saw brother standing in the middle looking sad. He was wearing a white T-shirt, a black pants, white socks and a black shoe. his face had gotten clearer. I wanted to see his face clearer and then I got up...

The 4th time is the last time I dreamt of him. I was also n the white hole. I was kneeling on the ground when I saw someone approching me. He kneeled down beside-behind me. It was brother. he put his hands on my shoulders. Then I was looking at myself and brother at another point of view. He came closer and said something to me. I was half in my body near the brother and half inside the me that was looking at us. But I know that he was telling me something encouraging. Then I woke up.

I was thinking all the time: Who could he be? What could he be saying to me? And who is the boy with yellow stripes on his face? Maybe they came from another dimensions? I'll never know, or maybe I will...

Anyway, today I went to IOI Mall's Popular bookstore. I was reading The Charm Club when I say a family- mother, father and son. The son look like someone from my kindergarten. He was probably my first 'like'. If it was really him, I would have preferred his kindergarten look.

My school is on holiday now...

Bye~

Hi... My mother say that ' chuan ' means something like hateful. I think he got the wrong word.

Me and Dion started a team to make mangas. No one knew except my mum and uncle and maybe cousins. There are 3 mangas going on: The Chosen Ones, Sugoi Magicka and Elfimosa. I just found a good manga to read called cutie boy. It's very funny. And violent.

Last week, I've been looking for Earth Deva for 2 days. In case you didn't know, there are Earth, Water, Fire and Wind Deva. I think there are more. So, the Deva only appeared to me on the second day.

How I met my 1st Deva: I was on my way to Kumon. It was evening. I look at the trees, but still so long haven't seen one. So I got a little frustrated but force myself to keep looking. After about 1 km away from Kumon, ( but still haven't reached Kumon yet ) I saw a tree that had a lot of leaves. At least more than the trees next to it. First, I saw nothing strange, but something ask me not to take my eyes off the tree. I kept looking at the tree and when my mother's car passed the tree a little, I saw a thing that look like a nose. So, I kept looking. Then, I saw 2 perfectly round holes above the nose. And a big, smiling mouth. It look so happy. It look like Happy from Snow White and the Seven Dwrafs. I wonder if it's smiling to me. When I first saw the face, I felt shock, happy, sad and confuse. And I remembered that the tree on it's left had 2 small faces on the leaves.

Yesterday, I got Kumon, so I decided to look for the tree again. When I was on my way back home, I have to pass by that tree. I recognise it. I don't know why. This time, it had changed it's expression. The first thing I notice is it's eyes. It's looking down and it's eyelids are a bit close so it look sad. It doesn't put on the smiling mouth. It looking very sad. I felt sorry for it. Maybe it's the pollutions that's making it sad. First when I saw the Deva, I thought that I'm just imagining it, but now, not anymore. Now, it look like Merlin. Except, a sad Merlin.

In case you want to know how I can see Deva which is usually hidden from plain sight, I'll tell you. There are a lot of possibilities. The first one is the day before I saw that Deva, in the school van, when the van is moving so tha I can feel the wind, I say softly to the wind: Wind spirit, please remove this veil. Show me the things that's hidden from plain sight. Something like that. The second one is maybe I like these things too much that they opened the veil for me to see. Because I heard that whoever is interested enough and believe enough in them, they'll eventually appear to you. The third is maybe I'm just observative.

Bye~ ^^

Hello. A lot happened. It's been a long time since I write in my diary. Just to let you know I got a diary, a blog ( this ) and a small notebook to write down all the happenings related to the other world.

Today while I was drawing in my house, I smelt a smell like someone just farted. My cousin was beside me so I ask her if she had just farted, but she just look at me and said no. I felt weird and after like about 30 seconds later, my cousin can smell the fart smell already. She said maybe it's the cleaning detergent but where got cleaning detergent small so smelly? Isn't cleaning detergent suppose to be good smelling? I ask her if she really didn't smell it the first time and she said no.

Today I also chatted with Kingston on msn. We talk for about 5-10 minutes. Then he told me that he think that I'm pretty. I ask him what did he mean and he said ' chuan '. I didn't understand what is ' chuan ', so I ask him what did he mean. He ask me to guess the meaning myself. Could it be a confession?

Bye bye~ ^^

It's ghost festival. Haiz...

These days I had strange encounter. Yesterday, I woke up first as usual at 5.30am. I open the main door, which I usually don't, put my specs and phone on the table and prepare a comb, a black rubber band, 2 hair clips and a black ribbon. I tied my hair halfway and it became tangled and I had to comb my hair again. So my hair is a bit looser than usual.

Then when I had finished tying my hair, I put back the comb. I headed back to the toilet and prepare to wash my hands. In front of me is a mirror, and I'm not looking into it. Suddenly, someone that sounded like my cousin, Joey, but a with a more childisher voice shouted NEH! next to me. It's like inside my head and beside me on my right side. I turned around and expect to find Joey there but no one was behind me.

So I look at the kitchen to look for her mother, since she always wake up a little later than me, but no one was in the kitchen as well. I look into the living room to find her siblings, but no one was there either. And then I remembered that recently like 5 minutes ago, I heard their room's door opened. But then I tried to remember clearer and I remembered that when the door opened, there was no whooshing sound. Because when they turn the door handle, there would be a squeaking sound. And when they push the door open, there would be a whooshing sound. But I only heard the squeaking sound, but not the whooshing sound. And then I remembered that there were no footsteps sounds.

I returned back to the toilet and the Singapore True Ghost Story article flashed in my mind. It says that when anything related to ghost or such things, leave the place immediately and go somewhere that had some people. So I rush upstairs and went into my room. Strangely during the whole process I didn't scream. My inside self is calm, but my outside self is panicking. So it's like I'm calm but my body moved by itself. And then when i'm in my room, I asked my mother to accompany me downstairs and she does.

Today also got strange things happen. I was listening to Shugo Chara's Kimi No Birthday ( your birthday ). Then I heard something like a woman talking to someone ( or maybe herself ). I thought that it's the song's music that had done the effect so I decided to mute the song and listen. Then the woman talked again. I turned to that direction, but nothing is there. So I unmute the song again and continue listening.

Another strange thing happened today. I was alone in my bedroom surfing the internet. Suddenly, I felt something pulling my hair by like around 5 strands of hair. First I don't mind because I already get use to things climbing up my legs, pulling my hair and such. I thought that it's the fan. But after like 1 minute, I got annoyed, so I say out loud ' Who's pulling my hair?! ' and after like about 1 to 2 seconds, the pulling stopped. I think and say to myself ' Oh, these kind of thing also work one. '

During school, when I'm in class, I'm talking to Dion. I was saying how not naughty Kingston is to always stay in class and don't come out when there is no teacher. Then like after around 10 minutes later, 2 normal schoolboys walked outside our class. And there is 1 more person following them. And guess who is it? It's Kingston! He kept looking into our class. When he walked past, he nearly shocked me to death because we were just talking about him just now. Well, maybe not as serious as death anyway. This phenomena happened to me a lot of times before, so I get use to it.

And today, during class when there is no teacher, Tan came into my class. Woon Kai is outside. He sit beside me and some people crowd around him asking why he came inside. I was shocked because yesterday, they walked infront if my class and Woon kai waved in. Firstly before they walked past, they hide behind my classroom door and looked inside. There is no reason for them to pass by because all the place that they could go to ( like the science lab, KHB room and etc ) will pass my class.

It's weird why Tan and Woon Kai will come to my class and why Kingston will pass by my class.

Sayonara~~ P.S. I will speak some japanese here because I'm trying to learn.

I've seen 2 new animes and I'm going to give some preview here. ^^

Kurenai: Kurenai Shinkurou is a 16 years old boy who lost his parents at a young age. He's taken in as a dispute mediator ( I don't know what's that. ) by Benika. One day, he is assigned to a job by Benika to be a bodyguard to a 7 years old daughter of a powerful plutocratic family, Kuhouin Murasaki. Murasaki must stay together with Shinkurou in Samidare Apartment, the place where Shinkurou lived. Shinkurou lived beside a perverted woman named Tamaki and Yamie, a woman who toyed with men so that they could support her financially and that she could live in luxury.

Brave Story: Mitani Wataru's parents is going to divorce. He met a new friend named Ashikawa Mitsuru who introduced him to a world called Vision. In order to change his destiny, he must enter Vision. So Wataru sets off to Vision and tries to get his parents together again. He is a hero apprentices in Vision while Mitsuru is a wizard.

Both of them is very nice top watch. Fruits Basket is nice to watch too. ^^