I suppose this entry is sensible enough for my gorgeous title.

YAAAAAAAYYYYYY!!!!!!!!! My fanfic has been published at fanfiction.net last night and it now has one review!!!!!! Yesssssss!!!!!!!!! *does a victory dance*
Ehem, this, dear friends, are the kind of things a writer jubilates for. WOOOO-HOOOOOOOOO. Please do give my fanfic a damn try :).

Also, congratulations to me, because I just ruined my Dad's Friendster page and embarrassed myself by sending Arthur flying away. Wow, I just made happen an ever-repenting happenstance just for me. Many thanks to myself, I am just about to make this year miserable.

When you lose something you could never replace.
~Coldplay, Fix You

Oh, Arthur! I never really meant to send you flying away like that! I just wanted to do whatever activity it is first. But I hope you would not bother me anymore now. Now that I hurt you already.
Have I been scary or intimidating enough, I would have smartly done something else.

Anyway, our bathroom have stank so much the previous days, it smelled like poo. Yes, I know. It was so smelly I had to light up a candle and spray perfume in the bathroom. Oh, and that is where I got my title.

We thought it came from the bathroom on the floor next to ours and that there was a problem with the tubes. We also thought a dead rat was somewhere in the bathroom.

So my mom looked around the house this morning and finally found out what the culprit was. It was a dead lizard, stuck in the door of our bathroom. I, like you, am wondering how could such thing so very often neglected could stink so much.

It's a Saturday night, friends, we should be staying up late. But I have been fantasizing about getting to sleep.

My school diary used to be full of thoughts that are not very brilliant but are significant. But I have wasted the few pages of my diary this year for they have lost significance already - take note that I am not halfway the year yet.

Maybe I should try to look at other things so I could prevent mentioning the pronoun 'I' too often. I really should stop blogging about myself, even just for a while.

I thought it was just my adoration that I have decided Nao is very pretty. Until my sister told me that she think she's pretty, too. And that she often looks like she's glaring at everyone, which is kind of scary.

Also, I have discovered some more things about her, one is that she's very self-centered. But she's so perfect I still like her.

I dun wanna go to school on Monday yet. I need more rest.

PS. The Ting Tings is soo cute!

Cute Asian actors, Friendster, cross-over layouts - no matter how pretty they are, I think they are cheesy now.

I, ladies and gentlemen, am proud to say that I have finally gotten over those things. And that I am now abusing BS and Twitter before they become sell out. I also am proud to say that before spammers have invaded Plurk, I have already known about it long before they knew Multiply. I am glad that I have gotten over Multiply, too, now that it is on the brink of the dreadful, dreadful sell out. So I will start raving over LJ before n00bs fill BS with ridiculous entries in n00b speak.
I pity BS already.

For the mean time, let me enjoy BS.

I can't quite believe it's Friday. I'll be able to sleep for more hours, YAY!

UPDATE:

James is so wonderful. He's such a gentleman. I've heard he's smart. Oh, and his face is still so lovely despite of his cut. His smile's really great - though everyone knows he's gay -
he's so wonderful.

Until he has Twitter now. She's not the least bit nice anymore. For all of you know, he's a n00b.

I was expecting to see on my dashboard a bunch of effortlessly written 'Happy Father's Day, Dad!' posts. But, there was none.

And even though Dad has said that Father`s Day was made for business agendas, let me greet all the Dads out there. Oh, and HAPPY FATHER'S DAY PETE :))!

May this and this help his ranking on Google be number one again.

Gah. Let us just prepare for a week-long dead blog.


I am to fix Under Construction For All Eternity. I dun know if Ayn would like the skin I am going to pick but, anyway. I hope she would write once I get it done.
I've been thinking of our difference since this morning - "Ah, alam ko na, one month at nineteen days! Ay, hindi, kasi ikaw June, ako July - walang gap..."

Oh, yes, I am to rant.
We went to Picture City for the 1x1 I.D. pictures. Everything was great - me, the shot - then it was all messed up by the editor. No, it couldn't be PS's fault. Damn, I could've took my own picture and edit it myself. I swear I could do hell lot better. We could not have wasted 60 Php. I am so ashamed of my I.D. picture; I cannot claim that it is I who is in it, NO. Gawd.



Ta-da. How many of you have known about this o'ready?

Really, Iono why I had to post that. Or if I even should. However, I like that a little bit because of chandeliers and all the royalty stuff. That, anyway, was a nice video. Let us wait for TG to be flooded with more than ever 'Delena' sigs. Ha, yes, I know that.

Students flooded SHANSpeaks with First Day blogs in n00b Speak. Augh. My first day, anyway, was not really significant. (Or maybe I will realize its importance after a few months.) Only that we are in the same classroom as the one we were in in our Freshman year. AND, HANNAH DID ENROLL!!! YAYS! Oh, and Liyar's hair was horrible, but he got it cut the next day, so, he looks normal again. Also, Nao and her sister had their hair trimmed. And when I heard Rofly giggle, I was assured she was really Rofly :)).

Ah - yes, we were all smiles and squeals when we saw each other. And of course, introductions for the first week. My introductions were all blahs. I really hope no one took them seriously. But I do hate Jai Ho. Nao was amazing as ever.

I'm getting addicted to this:



I like that Sweden accent she has. And her voice just makes it all pleasant.

And I thought I had nothing to write.

Yes, and this blog is mine again. From this post forward, all these are mine again. No more of that happenstance where I mistakenly gave myself away for some naive thing I suppose I badly wanted. Every little thing I thought and did was wrong. Writing about it now it actually wrong. I am extremely remorseful about everything. But, to set things straight, I am taking this blog back.

Whatever you would want to think of that.

Then I have finally fallen in love... with these:

And he further ordained that the voice of the bell should be strengthened with brass and deepened with gold and sweetened with silver...and that it should be suspended in the center of the imperial capital to sound through all the many-colored ways of the City of Peking.

...

And they labored exceedingly, like giants, neglecting the rest and sleep and the comforts of life, toiling both day and night in obedience to Kuoan-Lu.

...

Twice thou hath betrayed the trust we have deigned graciously to place in thee; if thou fail a third time in fulfilling our command, thy head shall be severed from thy neck. Tremble and obey.

...

Kouan-Lu had a daughter of dazzling loveliness, whose name-- Ko-Ngai-- was ever in the mouths of poets and whose heart was even more beautiful than her face.

~Lafcadio Hearn, The Soul of The Great Bell

I swear they sound so damn good.

Please re-link me! URL is now nuttomegan.blogspot.com
Wee-hee :D

Could blocking be possibly anonymous as when you follow? I want that.

Let us prepare for hiatus, friends. It's a Sunday night.
But, really, I did not have time to prepare for an angst-ridden hiatus. Ah, so what's that? Was all too excited. Man, I just gotta stop this, it's sick.

Gah. Forget that.

Think I'm just on a coma-like-week-sleep.

Till this Saturday.

2 days to go, my friends. I actually thought today's Sunday when I woke up this morning.
Gah.

ONLY 2 DAYS TO GO, DEAR FRIENDS. && I might not be able to watch 1 Litre of Tears anymore.

(Boy, oh boy! AISHITERUHARUTO-SAN!!! itsumo egao - anata no hou ga zutto ii mitame![Gahahaha. I now know Romaji!]

KYAAAAAAAAAAA~~

)

However, I think it would be better if I don't watch it anymore 'cause it's too sad. This is the first time I'm gonna watch a JDorama with a sad ending - a sure sad ending.
What's annoying is that, I could not bawl my eyes over 'cause my sisters and mom are there. Argh.

As I leaf through the pages of Rof's diary this afternoon, there came that feeling in the stomach again. I am, too, excited to write on my diary again.

3 days to go, my friends. It's getting nearer & nearer.

I now have a reason to stay in TG. See, I was about to never use my TG account again since none of my friends are there anymore. I, honestly, was thinking once I have the links of my online friends, I'd leave TG already. But I found another reason to stay - I could learn PS tricks.

Also, I was honestly reluctant to go online because I know that I could not stop anymore. Actually, I said I will continue to write chapter one of my fanfic. Gah.

And it's getting near - the so-called first day. I will need to freeze my 30. 50+ Plurk Karma or it would be dropping forever. Well, it is, actually dropping forever.

I dun like hiatus so this is for all your dashboards.

After so many months of hiatus, I finally updated my Fanfiction. BUT, my story - yes, only story :)) - is... I just don't suggest you read it. But once I have revised it, I will be advertising it again all over the 'net.
Plus, I have another idea in mind.

I was about to rant for the seventh time when I knew that...

Uy, Classmate... :)