Does A New Year Really Mean Anything?

I mean, unless you really want a change in your life, then New Year's just another awkward holiday where you have to celebrate just because the calendar says so. I mean, we human beings think we're so smart, and yet we take orders from a calendar...

Anyway, don't mind me. It's just my typical New Year's Anxiety. Whilst most people get this because of all the party preparations and the anxiety regarding change, I'm anxious because I can feel that it will be a very awkward night tonight. If you know my family's situation, you'll understand why. Long story short: My family isn't really the happy type of family. My immediate family doesn't socialise much with relatives, so our New Years' Parties usually consist of a maximum of maybe seven people. And since these seven people do not usually get along well (and sometimes the holidays make it even worse), parties tend to be awkward. Par exemple, we all don't know what to do once it's midnight as we don't pop corks and do other similar things. In fact, the 'liveliest' we can actually get is when we jump around like idiots shouting 'It's <insert year here>!' (The jumping part is an annoying tradition in our family as jumping on New Years' Eve is believed to make you grow taller. I know, I know.)

Even forever alone guy gets to have better parties than that.

I mean, sure, I love my family and all, but it gets really awkward and... 'cheesy', you know? And it's not even cheesy in an aww-I-luffles-you-gaiz way. Nope. It's the uhh-let's-act-happy-because-it's-New-Year sort of cheesy. Just thinking about it makes me shudder.

Anyway, I know that complaining about this is a really bitchy thing to do, so to make up for my severe bitchiness I shall list down things I'm grateful for that's related to this whole New Year thing.

I'm grateful for the food we get to eat, the company we have (even if it's awkward company), the effort everyone gives for this holiday even if I don't believe in it... Well, let's just say I'm grateful that I still have reasons to celebrate New Year's Eve, that's all. (Even if I don't want to.)

So, Happy New Year everyone! Remember, it's nothing to stress yourself about. Happiness doesn't come from the ability to throw the party—it comes from the ability to enjoy the party you've thrown, whether it's successful or not. I love you all and let's treat 2012 nicely. (Sorry, but I hate it when people say 'Let's hope 2012 will be good to us.' Guys, we control our lives, okay? These are just numbers we use to keep ourselves organised.)

Above all holiday greetings, I want you to know that you don't need a calendar or the system setting a date for you to celebrate with me. The fact that I'm in a positive relationship with you is enough cause for celebrations. So, what I want to say is that, New Year or not, I wish you lots of happiness and love. <3

Just What My Spirit Needs

So I've been listening to the Spirited Away score all morning and I don't think I've ever felt so many mixtures of emotions in my life. I think this film pretty much summarises what I went through this year in a very symbolic way. Never have I been so affected by a film, I swear. I think I'll be watching it tonight again to celebrate the New Year. (Yes, I know, I have such a loser way of celebrating New Year's Eve but, look here, I don't give you grief over how you celebrate yours.) It's Spirited Away or a night of non-stop gaming and I don't really want to start the year casting spells on undead minions. As much as I love gaming, I think it would be fitting the end this year and start the new year by watching something that has reminded me of the inner power I have over my life and how I can grow from inside despite all the frightening things I encounter. This is how I can say I've grown up—two months ago I would never be able to admit that I've got a lot of fears, even if it's rather obvious that I do. Now I can easily say that I fear a lot of things, but I know in my heart that I can face them as long as I've got faith.

I may or may not make a 2011 gratitude post later depending on my mood and energy. For now, Happy Almost New Year!

My favourite piece from the score:

Music Box version:

xoxo,

Chihiro

Blessing in disguise

Hahaha Somehow this is telling my story now. Take note that I'm the quiet girl with the kitty :)

I actually adopted a not-so-lost kitten. I named her Saurent (Saw-ren.) Sorry, but I like giving uncommon names to my beloved pets. It's actually a weird story on how I met her. We just found her strolling outside our dormitory. She was a very amiable kitten, compared to the others that were cautious.

I adopted her last month, Nov.23, 2011. A week prior to the adoption date, she was always playing in front of our dorm. I love petting her whenever I have the chance when I'm about to travel to my classes. But, at the time when I decided to finally adopt her, she was nowhere to be found :( It saddened me to think the time when I accepted her existence she disappears. My dorm mate and I searched and waited for her. Alas, when we both thought all hope was lost she miraculously appeared walking in front of the dorm beside ours. My dorm mate quickly knocked on my room's door and I came running out with the speed of light. (Don't mind me) I was still wearing my sleep clothes... Kind of embarrassing but for the sake of this kitty I must!!! I won't allow her to be out of my sight again!!!

And that's how Saurent and I ended up together :D


(Oh yeah, my crush hugged Saurent and he was like molesting it already LOL- It was so out of character of him) -- If you want to know about this story... Nah, you guys already know it. I CAN'T get over it! I was stupefied 0_O

Well, here we go...

Ummm... Hi!!! Well, this is my first time to make a blog. My friends and I decided to create a group blog. Yay! Not sure to what I'm going to type here but I'll do my best :D

My pen name in this blog, starting now is Fluttershy - one of the adorable main characters of "My Little Pony." Thanks to my beloved comrades I have grown to love this character!!! :D So, with no further ado let me introduce myself. I am 19 years old, a college student, petite for my age and very shy, hence the pen name. What piques my interest is art and nature.

I would really love to post stuff here that may help people in their daily lives, to be able to share to people that they are not alone in the world- if for some unknown reason that the hurdles or what nots that we are facing are similar. So for those dear future and present readers, I welcome you guys in virtual warm embrace <3

Well, At Least I Procrastinate The Fun Way

So I'm supposed to be writing this 10-page short story that I'll be submitting to Haku later for editing and critiquing, but I'm lazy as fuck and I haven't even started page one yet. (Well, for what it's worth, I've written down the outline.) I know I should start writing soon, but music has captivated me yet again and so instead of writing I am now just chilling whilst currently listening to music. (At least it's good music.)

Okay, I am confuzzled. (Introducing Haku)

So I'm comparing the interface of this blog's 'New Post' page to my other blog's 'New Post' page and I've just realised that this interface is the old-school one. Why's that so? I is confuzzled. Anyway, whatevs. Feel free to edit anything, guys. Even the description I wrote at the sidebar or the design and layout of the site. As long as you think it'd work for all of us, then go ahead. You know that I'm totes chill about this. xD

Anyway, another thing that's confuzzling me at the moment is You-Know-Who. Since You-Know-Who is such a long-arse name to type, let's call him by the nickname Haku (I shall explain this later when I'm in the mood to do so). So Haku and I have been texting tonight, and he mentioned how there were so many fucking stars on the beach. Being a stargazing enthusiast, words were not enough to describe my jealousy. So I told him, 'I hate you, bitch.' Well, guess what he said in reply?

He said, 'If it's any consolation, I wish you were here.'

Okay.

Okay.

Fuck. What do I say?

I'm really good at insulting people. Especially the ones I love the most. (Just today, I think I absent-mindedly insulted a tissue poet, and I hope she forgives me for that.) It's not that I'm this cruel and damn insensitive bitch, it's just that it's hard for me to express emotions in a sweet way. (As I type the word sweet, a million shudders go through my spine and my skin. Eugh.) So it's been more than an hour and I still haven't replied to him. I don't know what to say. I don't know what to type. I'm left speechless, with this blank expression on my face. What the ef.

I think I'm also surprised. If I show affection using insults, Haku shows affection by making fun of me. And annoying me. And frustrating me. And by doing many other grade school stuff. You know we're being 'sweet' to each other when he starts to call me a 'douche' and I call him a 'bitch' (It's an inside joke). So when things like this happen—when all the 'sweetest' words are said, I don't know how to react. I suppose you could say I'm caught off-guard.

So, what do I say?

Option A: Meh, you know you'll get sick of seeing me once you start seeing me a lot when school starts lol. XD But thanks.

Option B: You know I'm always there in spirit. *cuetwilightzonetheme* fwahaha

Option C: O RLY

Option D: Are you drunk?

Argh why am I so awkward when it comes to texts. >< Help me out, guys?

xoxo,

Chihiro

UPDATE:

I decided to go with Option B minus the fwahaha. Because I'm a bitch and I don't know how to be sweet. But I still want to make him smile.

UPDATE 2.0:

So I've added a page about me, and there's even a layout that you guys can use for your own 'About the Author' pages as well. You can add pages by clicking 'Edit Posts' on your dashboard, then from there you'll see link that'd lead you to 'Edit Pages'. Click on the 'Create A New Page' button. Hope this helps, and don't hesitate to text me if you're confuzzled. :3

Here's To Keeping Up With The Modern Times

Bonjour! So today, my sisters (Yeah, ma homies!) and I decided to create a shared blog. The idea came up when I showed them a shared blog my friend kept with her friend who has moved abroad. None of us are leaving this country any time soon, but since we have a rather long-distance friendship we thought that keeping a shared blog would be good for us. This way, we get to update each other about our lives despite the distance. (Cue d'aww.)

So, allow me to introduce myself. We'd be putting up an About Me page once we get things organised, but for know I'll just take advantage of the 'New Post' option if you don't mind. My name's 'Chihiro', and I'm an 18-year-old university student slash constantly pseudo-starving wannabe artist who's completely in love with Brendon Urie. I am absolutely in love with music—so in love with it that I haven't even got a favourite genre. I'd listen to music as long as it's not sexist or chauvinistic. That being said, I'm a feminist. Not of the extreme sort, mind you. I am a feminist who believes in equality amongst all sexes, not dominance or whatever shit some people talk about. I suppose I'm also rather fond of anarchy but I've much to learn about it so I don't pronounce myself an anarchist. From this introduction, you could perhaps guess that I'm an idealist, and I really am one in so many ways. (I suppose this is why people call me a tortured artist/genius/whatever label sometimes.) I believe in many things, but oddly enough I haven't got much faith in humanity. Sometimes I can get rather suicidal but that's normal and you don't have to worry about it. I mean, you should probably worry instead when I'm not complaining about stuff because that's not the normal me. Oh, and I'm also really weird and random, so I might sometimes post stuff that will shock the bejizzles out of you (Whatever bejizzles are). If it comes to that, I'll make it a point to put an 'NSFW' warning on my post along with a jump break so that you don't have to deal with your boss wondering about why you have a picture of decapitated marionettes on your screen. Also, the English in me spells words the British way so if you think I've misspelt something (or you think my grammar is wrong) then you should perhaps google Britishisms. It would do you well to be knowledgeable about such things—it's called 'being cultured'.

I suppose that's a good enough introduction for me. Looking forward to blogging with some of my favourite people in the world! <3

xoxo,

Chihiro