Hi, the last time I wrote in this blog is about a month, i guess. I'll try to write in it at least once a week, because I don't want to abandon it again...

I've cosplayed Chrome Dokuro from Katekyo Hitman Reborn. I'm trying to watch a few episodes per day so that I can catch up on her. Actually the time when I'm cosplaying her, I've only watched till the 3rd episode... Now, i'm on the 50th episode.

It's my birthday last Saturday. I've received 52 wishes from facebook. I've never actually expected this much, but oh well. I've received a pair of earring from Suet Ling, a Death Note card from Ashley, a cute doll keychain from my aunty and a laptop from my mum and uncle.

Now, I have to eat. So bye~

HI everyone, I think I'll be making a new blog!

Maybe about my 14 years old life~ My life is kind of different from last year because I had experienced new things like cosplay!

The reason why I'm so gloomy is because in the end, Mun Yu and all didn't dance.

When we ask Ash, she said WE (means Dion, her and me) 'fired' them. We (means me and Dion) didn't even kick them out! She said until like as if we disagree of their participance! Actually, I would LOVE them to join. I pity them...

Ash started behaving funnily. She wants to rule everything. I don't feel like writing now, so maybe next time!

Ciao!

So, guess it's now me talking to myself then. ^^

Today, me and Dion plan to do: OPERATION DISAPPEAR. In case you don't know what it means, let me have a flashback...

***FLASHBACK***

I ask Lionel what would he do if I'd just disappeared. He said he would cry and try to find us.

***BACK TO NOW***

So, I told Dion that, and we decided to see whether if he will do that. Lionel's spy account name is Ryoujin Takagawa. Ryou-chan act as Lionel's cousin.

Seriously, I prefer Ryou-chan rather than Lionel. Ryou-chan is more cheerful, and I just wish that Lionel won't ruin him. Lionel makes me feel abandoned, but Ryou-chan makes me feel happy! But just wish that he won't be ruined...


I saw at Ryoujin's facebook account that his BFF is Dion. So, I'm a bit sad and feeling abandoned. I don't mean to, but you know, it just comes out...

So, I'll treat this blog as my diary and I hope that no one will read this!!!

Hihi^^ I guess not a lot of people knows about and reads this blog, so maybe I'll put whatever crap I wants to...

Today's my school audition for Teacher's Day. I was auditioning with my sis and Ashley. We're dancing Luka Luka Night Fever. The song was so catchy that the teacher is moving around in the chair.

It was a success! The teacher ask us to mix with the guys (Brandon, Mun Yu and 1 more I don't know his name), because our song is too repeatitive. But Ashley doesn't want to. I wish we could mix, because it makes the dance more exciting.

Wish me luck~ ^^

I'm trying to write like at least once a week. I'm trying not to abandon my blog.

Now, I'm listening to Going On from Shugo Chara. I actually wanted to form a dance and sing group. I just need like at least 2 more members for 4 singers song, and 6 more for Berryz Koubou songs. Boys is also allowed, though I don't think these days boys likes to sing. It will be nice though. No one is volunteering.

I don't know what to write in my blog. Just that I realized recently a huge amount of boys keep appearing in front of me and also clues of love. I don't know why, but something seems to encourage me to date. I don't want to break the promise I'd make 4 years ago; I said that I won't date before 15. And so it will be.

I'm thinking of cutting my hair short, but the with ballet, I couldn't. The teacher would think that I'm trying to spoil her system. But I also want to grow my hair until my waist. So I'm thinking, when I've graduated from ballet, I'll cut boy style, then as it grows longer, I'll cut it until the shoulder and then let it keep growing until the waist.

I want to dye a blue streak into my hair. Dion said that she wants to have a red streak. It'll be cool. Until now, I also find it hard to communicate with people. I don't know why. I'm a bit of an anti-social person to whoever I've just met. I realized that I behave like a boy but just inside a girl body.

I remembered something. Today, during school, after assembly, we have to go up to class. When I was carrying my bag, I realized that when I walk past Wei Kang and Yan Jun, they gave me a look that I've never seen before. After that, I told Dion. While talking to her, I grab hold of my sport shirt (which I'm wearing) collar and look at the 2 buttons below it. And then, only I realized that both of the buttons is unbuttoned! No wonder thay gave me that funny look.

Yesterday, I had Wushyu. Since I'm the 'old student' there, I had a new student to train. So, I was training her to kick and she don't know how to adjust. She kick on my head and my specs came off a bit. She apologized and then we went back to training. Lucky thing, it didn't fell.

Then, the instructor ask us to line up in a diagonal line, students behind their 'teachers'. The instructor came to between me and Dion and said, 'Don;t know if it's you or you.' He held out the boxing thing that we use to kick and ask me kick it. Then he ask Dion, and came back to me.

The second time he came to me, I kick it, and he had a funny look on his face. He stablelised (don't know how to spell it correctly) the boxing thing, and ask me to kick it. I kick it everytime with a loud bangimg sound. After several kicks he signals to me to stop and said, 'Wow, can kill people already.' OMG...

The Red Cross team students sitting at the back is looking at us eyes BIG. I don't recognize who they are at first, but after that I saw their faces. It is Wei Kang and his friends. Their faces was like do shocked. Oh well...

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!