/ 9:11:00 PM

[Mood: Energized]

[Music: Toxic]



Sidenote: ^ Yes, you read that right. As in Britney Spears' Toxic. *sheepishly LMAO* I'm laying the blame on Michele's latest music video. It's on her site under the CSI section. Look under the ep-based subcat and you'll find the Toxic vid.

~^~^~^~^~

A day in the life...



The past two days? Absolewt Hell.


The vein? er.. artery? resting on my right temple was madly pulsating it looked ready to burst through my skin. Even an officemate who was sitting about two feet across from me couldn't help noticing.



Yeah, it was that bad.



And if its ghastly appearance was any indication.. I'd say that it felt much worse. Much much much. Think of a couple dozen anvils hammering your head. From the temples to the sinuses all the way to the base of your neck. Yes, saying ouch would not even begin to cover it.



Thank heavens today's a holiday!



*squeeeeeeeeeeee*



Don't even remember how I managed to get myself to sleep last night but I did wake up feeling refreshed and infinitely better after around seven hours of snooze. Tried sleeping more but I couldn't. So I bounded out of bed and I was up to play clown for the 'rents again. Yep, I am their little chatterbox here at home. Hee.



8am-ish...



Caught up on my 1 floppy disk of zipped files worth of ficcage reading. And that's a lot of fics there, just so you know. Hehe. Did that while listening to Chico & Delle's (& Brad's) Morning Babble. I didn't care much for the music (Wednesday's the "oldies" day for RX, so it seemed) but their convos had me snorting and giggling like mad. I haven't heard those guys in such a long time that I thought I've outgrown 'em. I was happy to find out that I didn't.



Then after that, I spent hours online catching the current SD-1 fic updates and doing the rounds of my cyber haunts. Logged off at about 2pm.



Just Now...



Well, the day's almost coming to an end, yet I still feel strangely at peace. Which is a stark contrast from the "there's that dark cloud hanging over my head again" episodes since the blasted weekend.



This is good.



I'm just hoping that tomorrow won't bring the clouds back.



*crosses eyes, fingers, arms, legs and toes*

~^~^~^~^~

[Music: 99.5 RT, 89.9 Magic]



And then the missing hours...



I started fleshing out this Alias fanfic 3-4 weeks ago. I had the general flow mapped out and minute individual "scenes" tentatively scribbled in my chicken scrawl version of a third draft. Heh. Chicken scrawl, indeed. Hei, I like my drafts to really look like drafts. And I use a different pen color for every batch of revision. That way, I am able to distinguish my original work from the add-ons.



Okay, so I've actually gone through 2 parts already (or mini chapters, whatever) before I dropped the whole thing and stayed as far away from it as possible. Hehe. My head kept going off tangent, that's why. At that time, it kept on feeding me various scenes that I got lost in my own thoughts to the point where I didn't know which direction to take the story anymore. Call it Writer's Dyslexia. Or something like that. My version of how it feels like to trip over your own words in a haste to get everything written down. *confuddled to bits* So I dealt with that in the best way I knew how: by not dealing with it at all. *shame*



But as I was reading all those fic updates this morning, the little writer's voice whispered in my ear that it's time to haul my fat ass away from the pc and get right back to finishing that piece that I had left to languish into oblivion. So I did. Dug up the draft, I mean. And worked on it for a couple of hours.



It's still not finished. I didn't even get past the second part. Hee. I began revising bits of this and that to what I've written so far and managed to make everything even more muddled by re-organizing every sequence again. *LOL* I've added minor parts for the last chappy but I'm still not seeing the complete picture. I have yet to string everything into one cohesive piece. But I have a new outline now and it looks more flow-y than my previous one. All in all, it appears that the fic isn't wanting to be completely written yet. So I'm leaving it be for a while and prolly get back to it in a couple of days. Hopefully, I've a clearer perspective by then.



Seriously, I am gonna work on it. I want it to be done before the new Alias ep airs in the US. And that gives me a week and a half to get this all wrapped up and ready to be read.



I'm working against a deadline now.



Meep.

PROFILE: I am blah from class here and is born on 00/00/00, time. and so love me like this. I was so cute, I am totally an element that you'd never ever known, you can;t find it in the periodic table cause no one has even found it- I explode in your face just like potassium when it touches water, it's really explosive, you should really run away first before I do spark into flames and burn you alive! I love blasting my music as well, when love sync (elissa) let me hear Cry-Rihanna, i have been like addicted to it like drugs- oh wait. it's worse than drugs, it's better, more addictive than drugs. listen to that song! and this is one of my last blogskin that i will produce until the EOYs of 2008, cause i flunked Biology, ARGHS! OMG I SURE DIE LIKE !@#$% and i am emo now like under ltos of peer pressure and bad seniors.



having been in hwa chong institution (just like make it long so you can preview a long post or wad that fits right down underneath which i think i shall crap all day today) my eyes have been wanting to close since 20:00 (8PM)), I was so tired, cause the syllabus in hwachong is really so hard that no one can sleep really well. The new CSE classes (aka. Centre for Scholaristic Excellence) and is also known for it's famous nickname Cannot Sleep Everyday or Early. Is like even the teachers know, so the homework is reduced, but it's like OMG! will die, this year already so hard, next year i say "die!" mati already lar. arghs!NEXT, A RIOT OF COLORS, WHAT DO YOU THINK OF ME. AND I KNOW THAT I BRUISE EASILY. LEAP OF FATE LIKE i never know and i'm learning to fly and a safety net to cushion the blow. and i feel so suicidal and note "I BRUISE EASILY" and be gentle when you handle me.




hello once again, i have been having nightmares,no one is doing work for my project , whcih is true. supposed to do "family planning" is like whatever lar, when will we be able to use it not like very soon we are gonna have kids, settle down, earn money have NSman relief or whatsoever or even Children Relief, is like wtf. I am eating CIGAR ROLLS, they are vilina flavoured and jsut finished my bowl of ice cream which tasted so mixed, haha btu it was ncie to me (: I like mix of flavours liek suddenly a RIOT of colors and A EXPLOSION of taste! I mean like it's really impactful come to think about it, and cause my project has to be handed in by friday so i shall rush typign finish this retarded paragraph. like hello! ello! buhello! darkdegree will go on HIATUS soon. and i am so emo, i feel like slashing my wrist now, it's true adn don't look down on me for that i know people discriminate.

see you there at hiatus land.

/ 9:11:00 PM

[Mood: Energized]

[Music: Toxic]



Sidenote: ^ Yes, you read that right. As in Britney Spears' Toxic. *sheepishly LMAO* I'm laying the blame on Michele's latest music video. It's on her site under the CSI section. Look under the ep-based subcat and you'll find the Toxic vid.

~^~^~^~^~

A day in the life...



The past two days? Absolewt Hell.


The vein? er.. artery? resting on my right temple was madly pulsating it looked ready to burst through my skin. Even an officemate who was sitting about two feet across from me couldn't help noticing.



Yeah, it was that bad.



And if its ghastly appearance was any indication.. I'd say that it felt much worse. Much much much. Think of a couple dozen anvils hammering your head. From the temples to the sinuses all the way to the base of your neck. Yes, saying ouch would not even begin to cover it.



Thank heavens today's a holiday!



*squeeeeeeeeeeee*



Don't even remember how I managed to get myself to sleep last night but I did wake up feeling refreshed and infinitely better after around seven hours of snooze. Tried sleeping more but I couldn't. So I bounded out of bed and I was up to play clown for the 'rents again. Yep, I am their little chatterbox here at home. Hee.



8am-ish...



Caught up on my 1 floppy disk of zipped files worth of ficcage reading. And that's a lot of fics there, just so you know. Hehe. Did that while listening to Chico & Delle's (& Brad's) Morning Babble. I didn't care much for the music (Wednesday's the "oldies" day for RX, so it seemed) but their convos had me snorting and giggling like mad. I haven't heard those guys in such a long time that I thought I've outgrown 'em. I was happy to find out that I didn't.



Then after that, I spent hours online catching the current SD-1 fic updates and doing the rounds of my cyber haunts. Logged off at about 2pm.



Just Now...



Well, the day's almost coming to an end, yet I still feel strangely at peace. Which is a stark contrast from the "there's that dark cloud hanging over my head again" episodes since the blasted weekend.



This is good.



I'm just hoping that tomorrow won't bring the clouds back.



*crosses eyes, fingers, arms, legs and toes*

~^~^~^~^~

[Music: 99.5 RT, 89.9 Magic]



And then the missing hours...



I started fleshing out this Alias fanfic 3-4 weeks ago. I had the general flow mapped out and minute individual "scenes" tentatively scribbled in my chicken scrawl version of a third draft. Heh. Chicken scrawl, indeed. Hei, I like my drafts to really look like drafts. And I use a different pen color for every batch of revision. That way, I am able to distinguish my original work from the add-ons.



Okay, so I've actually gone through 2 parts already (or mini chapters, whatever) before I dropped the whole thing and stayed as far away from it as possible. Hehe. My head kept going off tangent, that's why. At that time, it kept on feeding me various scenes that I got lost in my own thoughts to the point where I didn't know which direction to take the story anymore. Call it Writer's Dyslexia. Or something like that. My version of how it feels like to trip over your own words in a haste to get everything written down. *confuddled to bits* So I dealt with that in the best way I knew how: by not dealing with it at all. *shame*



But as I was reading all those fic updates this morning, the little writer's voice whispered in my ear that it's time to haul my fat ass away from the pc and get right back to finishing that piece that I had left to languish into oblivion. So I did. Dug up the draft, I mean. And worked on it for a couple of hours.



It's still not finished. I didn't even get past the second part. Hee. I began revising bits of this and that to what I've written so far and managed to make everything even more muddled by re-organizing every sequence again. *LOL* I've added minor parts for the last chappy but I'm still not seeing the complete picture. I have yet to string everything into one cohesive piece. But I have a new outline now and it looks more flow-y than my previous one. All in all, it appears that the fic isn't wanting to be completely written yet. So I'm leaving it be for a while and prolly get back to it in a couple of days. Hopefully, I've a clearer perspective by then.



Seriously, I am gonna work on it. I want it to be done before the new Alias ep airs in the US. And that gives me a week and a half to get this all wrapped up and ready to be read.



I'm working against a deadline now.



Meep.