- I want to donate blood. Yes, that's right. I did it once when I had just turned 16 (I conveniently forgot to tell my parents) and it felt strangely... kind. Maybe because of all the persuasive radio ads that it really does make a difference and I can save three lives at a go. Then the new legislation came into power and disallowed all under 18s to donate without parental consent. Well, all I have to do is bite down the pain when they prick my finger cause the actual process of donating does not hurt. I honestly cannot wait! Please don't let me fall sick then.

- I hope I know what to wish for when I blow out the candles. I always feel like I'm put on the spot when I'm told to make a good wish. I haven't really blown out candles in awhile so if it happens this year, I hope I already know what I can pray for.

- I won't celebrate my birthday till after November 18th. I promised. 100 days for you, grandpa.

- I have an assignment due on that day. This time, I'm gonna try to hand it in early so I feel no pressure on that day or be seriously sleep-deprived. Like now. I'm typing on caffeine. My assignment's not done. Oops.

- I wish my parents would realise that I really am eighteen and not eight and I have managed fine on my own for all this time. I'm hoping for more trust in me and a slight bit more independence... That's never sat well with them. I'm still waiting.

- I hope I know what I'm up for during summer, whether I'll be working here, going back home (which I don't want to) or finally be hitting London. I barely know what I'm doing during my break next week. I don't wanna spare London any optimism because my parents would probably come along and burst that bubble. Mind you, it's not that I don't like going back home; it's just that I was just back home over a month ago and it seems ridiculous to be going back again so soon for nothing productive.

- I want to still be on the right path. Am I wrong in believing that I am on it right now? Am I? All these questions.

- I wish all of you could be with me. Not a party. A big hug really would suffice.

- maybe I'll be happier. Just maybe.

Alright, I've been tagged by Trinity. I'm half-grateful cause shhh, I'm procrastinating (again) and I'm really rather sick of looking at Jessica Simpson's face. =P

The rules:
Bold the statements that are true to you.
Italise the statements that you WISH are true.
Leave the Fibs alone.
Then, stab 5 people to do the same test.


I miss somebody right now. (I can think of a lot of people I wish were here right now, sigh)
I dont watch TV these days.
I wear glasses or contact lenses.
I love to play video games.
I've tried marijuana.
I've been in a threesome.
I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship.
I believe that honesty is usually the best policy.
I curse.
I have changed mentally over the last year.
I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.
I'm TOTALLY smart.
I've broken someone's bones.
I'm paranoid sometimes.
I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe , free of cost, and scar-free. (like I said lah, some part of me is paranoid)
I need money right now.
I love sushi.
I talk really, really fast. (only on the rare occasion)
I have long hair.
I have lost money in Las Vegas. (I don't want to lose money full-stop)
I have at least one sibling.
I have worn fake hair/fingernails/eyelashes in the past. (they were annoying, certified)
I couldn't survive without Caller I.D.
I like the way I look.
I am usually pessimistic.
I have a lot of mood swings.
I have a hidden talent.
I'm always hyper no matter how much sugar i have.
I have a lot of friends.
I'm currently single.
I have pecked someone of the same sex.
I enjoy talking on the phone.
I practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants.
I love to shop.
Enjoy window shopping.
I would rather shop than eat.
I don't hate anyone.
I'm a pretty good dancer.
I'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother.
I have a cell phone.
I believe in God.
I watch MTV on a daily basis.
I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months. (Actually, I don't remember. Oh wait... =.=)
I've rejected someone before. (and I suddenly remember why these tags are intrusive :( )
I want to have children in the future.
I have changed a diaper before.
I've called the cops on a friend before.
I'm not allergic to anything.
I have a lot to learn.
I have been with someone at least 10 years older or younger.
I am shy around the opposite sex.
I have tried alcohol before.
I have made a move on a friend's significant other or crush in the past.
I own the "South Park" movie.
I would die for my best friends.
I think that Pizza Hut has the best pizza. (fuck yes, lol)
I have used my sexuality to advance my career.
I love Michael Jackson, scandals and all.
Halloween is awesome because you get free candy.
I watch Spongebob Squarepants and i like it.
I am happy at this moment!
I'm obsessed with guys. (uh.. I don't know)
I study for tests most of the time. (Trina, you forgot to highlight this one =P)
I tie my shoelaces differently from anyone I've ever met.
I am comfortable with who I am right now.
I have more than just my ears pierced.
I walk barefoot wherever I can.
I have jumped off a bridge. (into a swimming pool, hehe)
I love sea turtles.
I spend ridiculous money on makeup.
Plan on achieving a major goal/dream.
I'm proficient in a musical instrument.
I worked at a McDonald's restaurant. (I like Happy Meals but not enough)
I hate office jobs.
I love sci-fi movies. (I think)
I think water rules. (I'm nuts over swimming)
I went college out of state. (forget out of state, try out of the country)
I like sausages.
I love kisses.
I fall for the worst people. (not that they're bad people, but just the most mismatched)
I adore bright colours.
I can't live without black eyeliner. (Do you know how much effort it takes to put it on?!)
I somehow enjoyed this thingy !!!
I usually like covers better than originals. (Four words: Extreme and 'More Than Words')
I can pick up things with my toes.
I can't whistle. (I'm just bad at carrying a tune)
I can move my tongue in waves, much like a snakes slither. (that'd be pretty damn cool)
I have ridden/owned a horse.
I still have every journal I've ever written in.
I can't stick to a diet. (Haha, this healthy eating thing is going alright, I reckon)
I talk in my sleep.
I try to forget things by drowning them out with loads of distractions.
Climbing trees is a brilliant past-time. (if you cancel out trees, it might apply)
I have jazz in my blood. (Don't know any music that isn't in my blood)
I wear a toe ring.
I can't stand at LEAST one person that i work with.
I am a caffeine junkie.
I cosplay or know what cosplaying is
I have been to over 15 conventions. (Comes close)
I will collect anything, and the more nonsensical the better. (I don't consider postcards nonsensical)
I'm an artist.
I only clean my room when necessary.
I like a person of the same sex.
I love being happy.
I am an adrenaline junkie...

Five people I'm handing out the same torture to:
I'm tagging Sa-chan, Averdim (double tag from the cousins but just do it once), AZNgeek, Merv and Kyels.
Lol, don't worry. I won't get pissed if you don't do it. ;) There're too many circulating that'll come your way anyway.

My cousin should be PAID to live with me.
I know I'm not supposed to apologise but WTF else should I do?!!
But then again, do you know how cracking funny it is to read 'You are coming back for dinner' on a Post-it? ;)
Yes, Ma'am.

You don't wanna know.
It'll be enough to make you hurl.
It feels like I'm sleep-deprived for all of you, haha.
I hope you're all having nice dreams now at 6:30 am GMT +10.

Love,
Alynna

Sorry they're so bloody huge. =) And now, I'm going back to rhetoric, connotations and dunno-tations. Whaddya mean, I'm gonna fail!?!

Thank G-d it's Friday, lovelies. Be all merry, jolly, gay because it sure as hell is time to play. In my case, time to sleep but who said sleep can't be fun? Shoot him.

Yeah, everything's peachy all right.
Except they're bloody rotten.
It's all along the lines of assignments and bad marks.
And thinking that maybe I did okay for this test didn't help. :(
Hateeeeeeeeee.

Don't you hate it when people ASSUME you'd drop everything for them?
I hate it even more when I know I'd come through in the end, even if they end up re-opening old wounds.
Even if they make new ones.
Without leaving a Band-Aid.

Is it wrong for me to think that a fling's a fling?
It isn't having someone carve their name on my heart for one night.
Nor is it about pretending to care if his brother's girlfriend's dog drops dead mysteriously.
It's just... a fling.

Sometimes that's the attraction of it: someone who doesn't know you.
You only live once.
What's wrong with having fun?
What I think is wrong is judging what you haven't tried.
I might just be thankful to be rid of that prejudice now.

Would you?
Would you have a fling?
And why wouldn't you?

I'm currently addicted to One Tree Hill; this comes after my addiction to the OC has quietened down. I call it 'feeding my inner drama junkie'. I like the excuses I fashion for myself that almost make me believe I'm not just another girl. Then again, it helps that James Lafferty is super fine. ;)

It's undeniable that a small, tiny, minute part of me does not like things to be spic and span, all randy dandy. When I'm in the middle of it all, I can't cope, and bend and lean on other people. But when I don't have it... sometimes I even wish for its appearance. Isn't it so unappreciative of what can fall under the category of normal? Maybe having no drama in my life is what's abnormal. Maybe I do thrive on it just a little bit to get past my day.

I'm jinxing it, and so asking for it. :) The last time I said my life was undramatic, I had a fling with a guy the day after. I really should be content with my life. This is what I hope to dream of when I'm stuck, when I yearn for days that I have nothing waiting for me, expecting me to come through and not fall apart when I'm needed most. What the hell is wrong with me?

As it turns out, I remembered the wrong assignment is due this week, but it's only meant to be turned in by Friday. Lovely; I wonder how I can even think that I'm the least bit focused when I'm obviously not.

I sit alone,
waiting for you to come by,
in denial about my state,
crushed for no absolute reason,
washed with stupidity.

Everyone waltzes in,
removes a piece of me,
and beautifully takes the room.
I stare at their figures
wishing there was light.

There's a tall barricade
and a little traffic light
standing by its side.
And when the light turns red,
people always leave.

Slightly inspired by none other than One Tree Hill. :)

Last night, Taqi came over to use our oven to bake yummy chocolate cakes. Mmmm!



I pretty much cleaned out the bowl. Even poured milk into it!



Yummy in my tummy!



Taqi and his cakes that were slowly taking shape.



Look how pretty it is!



All thanks to Taqi! I'm amazed by his big cheesy grin. ;)



Trinity loves it with chocolate chip ice-cream.

And Taqi kindly left us two. whole. cakes. Yay!

Jangan jeles. ;)