New Year's, Lions and Snakes

11/02/13:

Got woken up really early to go to stepfather's company.

Massive jam because of PSY's concert, which is completely overrated.

As usual, there's lion dancing.

The colours are really nice and vibrant this year.

Last year, I think they were white and purple, which are extremely odd colours for lions.

This year, my stepfather asked them to bless me with good fortune and stuff, because of my exams and university applications. I had to feed them oranges and ang paos. 

This is them "eating" the oranges.

They took forever at the table, and left a mess of orange juice and peels on the floor.
The lions had to arrange the pieces of oranges in forms of Chinese characters, and I'm pretty impressed, because it's really hard to write them with a pen, let alone with fruit.
They gave me a scroll at the end. Wooo. My very own Chinese scroll.
They even let me take a photo with them. Awfully nice of them.

My scroll said "Dragon Horse Spirit" in Chinese.
I asked my stepdad what it means, because the Chinese always has some cryptic messages behind their lingo. But really, it just means, spirit of a dragon and a horse.
And now I've been blessed with this spirit. Yay.

It is only appropriate to invite the snake year in by visiting some snakes.
In the 12 years that I've been in Penang, this is my first time visiting the snake temple, and let my just say, it is the coolest temple ever.
I mean, there are snakes in there.
In the trees. In the temple. On the floor. In the flowerbed. Everywhere.

I decided that I want a snake too, but they don't sell them, so I had to settle with a photo of me with them.

The guy put one on my head. Psyche.

My parents wouldn't touch the snakes. More for me.

They feel really nice.

All smooth and soft and squishy.

Yay.

I also found out I have amazing effects on my camera. Like, I can take slow motion videos, have all these strange effects and stuff. And it even has this thing where it takes a photo automatically because it can sense you smiling. It's amazing!

It wouldn't work for David, but everyone else... Yay!

New Year's and Dogs

09/02/13: 

Woke up at 8am. 

Took a nap at 10am.

Mum wakes me up at 12pm and yells at me for a bit for not helping to clean around the house. We hired a maid for this. But mum is peculiar like that. She likes to work with the maid. 

She yells at me some more about my long fingernails. So I went to cut them. But Klee got a little too interested.

 

I nearly cut my skin off because his head was in my way. But that's okay because I love him.

He just likes nail clipping a lot. Like. A lot.

Then he decided to lie down on my world map. I was trying to put double-sided tape on the back so I can put it up on my wall. But no. Not today.

He's adorable and all, but I threw him off the world map.

He got huffy and went to sit under the table.

I have a map on my wall now.

Yay. 

10/2/13:

Went to grandparents' house. 

It was a sweltering day. 35 degrees Celsius. Blimey.

Usually I go to bond with people, but this year, I bonded with Kuro-chan. 

Besides, the first adult I saw, my aunt, told me I got fatter and made bloating motions with her hands around her waist.

I told her she's just jealous I have boobs and she doesn't, making gestures telling her I have tits and she doesn't.

Things were a little awkward at dinner.

After dinner,

I sat with Kuro-chan for about an hour, talking to him and telling him what a good boy he is even though he didn't really do anything interesting.

He's just a 2 year old puppy.

I have somehow inherited horrible naming skills from my stepfather, so his name is just "black" in Japanese. But in my defense, I think it really suits him.

The tip of his tongue is black too. I'm not too sure why though.

I think he's like, my super best friend now. He really likes me. He starts whining and jumping around when I try to leave. No one ever wanted so much attention from me before. Especially during new years.  

He's also really smart. He learnt 3 tricks in about 10 minutes. I call that an achievement.

He's also really cute. He kinda reminds me of Milo. I'll ask Hayley if she thinks so one day.

Speaking of friends, I got 2 new years wishes this year. Yay.

My uncle caught this animal they call the "fruit cat" in Chinese, but I have absolutely no idea what it is in English. I bonded with it too.

I named it "Cat".

Because I can.

Yay.

Okay, I'm tired now. 

Oh hey, Valentine's Day's coming up. 

Yay.

The Boy Who Trips Over Grass

T'is a few days late, but...

 Happy Birthday, Bryce!

I thought writing after the day of the party would give me something more to write about for your birthday. Or this could just be a crappy excuse to not post this on the actual day... Hehe. I heard there were several that forgot your actual birthday. Tut tut. You should remind them when you get together for your threesomes.

The party was pretty hardcore.
Full of jugs and beavers.
I still don't know what the beaver means, so it might sound pretty wrong.

Dear god, I just googled it up.
Why would people refer to that as beavers?
Or does it just mean the hair?
Maybe I should've looked it up before I got you the card.
Please don't look up "jugs and beavers" in the same search on Google. Or anywhere.

Anyway.

Thank you for inviting me to the dinner. It was extremely relaxing and fun, and I hope it was the same for you too.
I wish you all the best for this upcoming year and I've already granted you a peaceful, long life with an apple.
And yes, you have to eat the apple to get the long peacefulness and not let it rot like Rudy's potato.

I'm guessing I probably won't see you next year, and possibly the year after that, and maybe the one after that too. It applies for almost everybody really, but I think you're the only one who is aspiring to become a musician or do something in the music industry.
I'll be cheering for you all the way until you get to the big stage, and hopefully, you'll have made awkwardness the newest trend and the hippest thing to be :D

You're 18 now, son. And you can do whatever you want. Whatever you want.
Which means you can now trip over grass in style.
And drink. And smoke. And combine them all together to drink, and smoke grass.

Okay, I've run out of things to say.
Merry Christmas!

Terminology

How is it possible for a lesson to consist of only Terminology?

I guess it's not only Terminology. I mean, there are awkward silences as well.
When everyone just looks at their laptops and books, and pretends to think.

I pretend to think too.
But really, my brain is mush.
I'm thinking about when I can go to the music room and cool off.
Because that is much more interesting and useful to me right now than Terminology.

It feels extremely warm today, but apparently, that's just me.
I don't think the fever is treating me well.
Neither is this manga site, which is refusing to load.

The bruise on my arm is fading, but it still hurts a little when people grab my arm.
And people like grabbing my arm.
It always seems to be the left.

I want to skip maths and go sleep in the nurse's office.

Wilma asked me "Why work so hard?" when I told her I was up till 3 doing my economics IA.
I don't work hard. After midnight is my peak. The period of time when I zone into my work and actually get shit done. I'm thinking of a way to possibly move that peak to round 8pm, because that would be much more convenient.
But it's mainly because my brain was mush yesterday too.

As usual, Kwan annoys me by doing something that I can see out of the corner of my eye. Sometimes it's leg jiggling. Sometimes it's swinging around on the ridiculous stools we have in the labs. Sometimes it's pen clicking.

In this blurry state, I want to pick up my water bottle and sling it at her head.
I'll probably miss though.

Oh look. We've finally finished Terminology. It took an hour. Fuck.
To define 10 words.

Apparently, I bruise easily.
I personally don't think that's true, but when 4 people tell you that you do, you sort of have to believe it.
Sometimes people just hit really really hard.
I guess sometimes it's just me.

I don't understand life sometimes.
Hamlet is starting to make sense to me now, but he is still a cowardly douchebag.
We all do something in our lives that make us... Us.
Some people may seem more important than others, and some...

Oh now it's leg jiggling. I'm going make her take an arrow to her knee one day.

Some people are just there to fill up our lives. To make everything slightly more interesting.
But in the end, we all decompose and "return to the earth", as they say.
Wait, do people say that?
I'm not going to reread this before I post it.

Which I will in a few minutes, because the lesson's ending.

Haha. Our bio teacher likes the men on top.
He said we might prefer it if the women's on top.

I think that's an intentional sexual joke. Bravo, Mr. L.

Speaking of sex genes and sex in general, I really thought I was a virgin.

But apparently, I've done it 12343 times, not to mention there were no penises involved in all 12343 times.
I think that's an achievement.

I'm really tired.
And not because I've done it so many times.

This post is full of "apparently"s.

When people die and are cremated, they like to request to their family members to scatter their ashes in the sea. I really don't see the point.
All you're doing is scattering the ashes of someone you love in whale piss and fish excrement.

If I died, I would like the people I love to bring a little bit of me around each day, so I can still be with them.

Okay, the lesson's ended.

Bye.