the one with common sense

"Gonna give you some space, time to clear your head and-”

“I’m not going to suddenly realize that you’re right about this."

loosed screw

Some of the people ikanrerama knows doesn't just embrace INSANITY.

They feel it up, french kiss it and then buy it a drink.

ikanrerama might or might not be included with "some of the people".

The wondering kind

"Seriously?" The guy stared at him. "You sure? Your car's pointed north."

"Huh, see, that's funny," said Ross. "These days, they make these things called steering wheels. You can turn them, and the car moves in a different direction."

of drama queens and their distant cousins

no comment on the above title. makes you wanna smash my head at the screen right? right? mwahahahaha....

let's see. no more rerama-sensei. no more future-of-mankind being entrusted to me anymore. a HUGE relief. i wouldn't want to entrust my future to me anyways. but it was fun while it lasts.

thus, back in penang, back in the lab. i'm getting better at organizing work and play [i think]. so i was slightly anxious when the feedbacks i got from my boss were always positive. where are the scathing remarks? where is the sarcasm? where is my boss and what did you do to him???

ok, ok. maybe i shouldn't speak too soon. (>.<)

shouldn't have taken any online writing commission although i really wanna do it. real life tends to be more bitchy demanding. huhu...

ah, hisagi. you made face tattoos look cool.

i have an abrasion on my gum and it hurts.

i'm bad at updating. toldja. LOL

doodle me a rainbow, please

My thesis writing is flowing smoothly since monday. Inspired by a fun-filled weekend, I guess. Maybe.~♥

I turned down an offer to write for the community but volunteered to beta for an author. Not exactly a light job but hey, the creative soul needs an outlet too!

Pardon the erratic fonts that my blog has. I'm just feeling random.

scrunchies and rubber bands

most of the story i read these days are tear-jerkers. and there i was thinking that 'this story sure looks funny' before picking it up from my reading comm. boy, am i a bad judge of story covers. XP

M says, "Ya know, I adore most of sensei characters but this fella is a leeeeetle on the creepy side. He looks a few ants short of a picnic... Or maybe it's just me."

Naaah.... he IS. 

YOU!

Why do people always say that when I show up?

"YOU!" What kind of conversational gambit is THAT?

The only proper response would be "ME!"

But that sounds SO ridiculous don't you think?

"YOU!"

*sigh*

"ME."

*ripped off from my community (^_^)*

How glow-worms are born

thought you'd like a fairy-tale to read now and then. special thanks for the very, very talented lauand who let me use her story. *sparkles*

Once upon a time, the Moon realized that two of her raylights were missing. She wasn’t prone to leave her things forgotten – because she knew where dirty socks belonged, when trash day was and what the ashtrays were for – so she deduced that the two rays of moonlight had been stolen. Wishing them back, she asked two of her trusted knights to look for them and to retrieve them. Because amongst the thousands stars that served her, there was a force of knights who rode the moonbeams and fought her battles. There is war even in the peaceful skies above.

The fact is that the star-knights – whose names were Roku and Shichi – went to the place where the missing moonrays should have been. As everybody knows, moonbeams follow a straight line, so the empty space that they had left behind had to point exactly to the place on Earth where they had been abducted.

After conducting a thorough investigation – that I’ll omit because it’s not necessary to the flow of the story – Roku and Shichi found a cave. There, in a glass jar of pickles – emptied, of course – were the two missing moonlight rays; trapped, swirling in search of a escape. When the brave star-knights went to twist the lid open and free the moonrays, they heard a voice that begged them: ‘No, please! Don’t take them away!’

Shichi and Roku turned around and saw a little dwarf – little even for the dwarven standards, that is – who ran past them towards the jar to hug it tight with his chubby arms.

‘If you do,’ the dwarf explained, ‘my cave will be black again, and I’m so afraid of darkness!’

‘But they’re not yours to keep’ Shichi reasoned.

‘They long to be free and our mistress misses them very much’ Roku added.

The star-knights didn’t know what to do. The moonbeams belonged to their Lady, but the dwarf – who wasn’t more than a child, it was for that reason that he was so small – woke their compassion and they didn’t want to leave him alone in the dark. After much thinking and some telepathic discussing – because the stars can talk without words, speaking directly to each other’s minds – they decided to explain everything to the Moon so that she could act as a judge and find a solution to this predicament.

And so, the star-knights, the dwarven child and the moonlight rays went to see the Lady of the Nightly Skies, to whom they explained the situation. After reflecting very gravely on it, the Moon reached her verdict.

‘Stealing is wrong’ she said to the dwarf, ‘but living alone, surrounded by darkness isn’t right, either; so I’ve decided that you’ll give the moonrays back, but in exchange, I’ll grant light to the nightly bugs so that they chase the darkness away and you don’t have to be afraid in my kingdom anymore.’

And that way, the glow-worms were born, the dwarf and the rest of the earthly creatures enjoyed the beautiful light of these nice bugs in our dark nights and the Moon kept on reigning the nocturnal skies.

~Fin~

Challenge Prompt - FIRST TIME

Author : ikanrerama
Notes : joined this writing challenge online. time-limit was 30min and it took me 21mins 20sec to finish it. i've got good reviews of it, and they encouraged me to post it public. so here it goes. hope you enjoy it. my first of many.


Those little things slipped unnoticed first. A clean house, food on the table, a pleasant company to play cards. While looking for a particular shirt, he opened his cupboard to find his clothes neatly arranged and the realization of what it all meant, left him reeling. Then and there, he had freaked out.

Because the first time he wanted someone's affection so much, that person would never give it.

Because the first time he thinks a person had actually cared, he had left him.

Thus, the first time he found that someone who might actually give him the love he craved so much and would always be there for him, he ran away.

Because he doesn't want to want and be left behind again.

stuck in Valentine mode

I know you, I knew you, I will know you again.

a beautiful way of saying forever.

and because denial ain't just a river in Egypt

“Maybe we should stop lying.”
“Maybe we should keep trying to make it true.”

there is so much said in so little words.

apprehensive

forced that right foot out to step into a new place. making new friends is a hard thing to do, isn't it? especially when they have the right to evaluate you.

it makes me wanna run and hide. but knowing me, i'll have myself plunged to the deep end of the pool with an oxygen tank and hope that they let me float to the surface later.

:wibbles:

my muse was last seen eating calamares frito with a witch and an angel. whereabouts currently unknown. if found, please tell her i need her to come back so that i can write coherently.

okay. i'm hopelessly addicted to this AU series on my fave fandom. it had me at the 1st sentence. these few days, my mind wanders off to spain whenever i'm idle.

cursed tags. neo-pagan rites. hot white linen pants. *guh* worried!robin and lost!angel were so heartbreakingly sweet, i wish i could give them a hug.

oh, the angst! oh, the crack! i love you ladies for the story you weave.

so actually, i don't have anything useful to post.

i need to find myself a life.

i've been promoted!!

the 11th batch of SEMESTIANs (class 94-98) are planning to commemorate our 10th year of leaving our alma mater with a big reunion in 2008. i juz can't believe how dedicated these guys are. full-detail plannings, very descriptive task descriptions for each committee members, WITH gantt charts involved. my respect for you guys borders toward horror (just joking...seriously!!).

by d way, the organizing committee has assigned me the job as one of the reunion's publicists (i wonder why they did that? snicker~*) my main task is to make sure the whole batch is kept up-to-date. this means i have to compile a database. and it means i have to ask, beg and threaten everyone for their personal details. our online community only has 104 members, this also means that i need to do some detective work to trace the MIAs which is like another 60 people. oh, well. time to dial everybody in my phonebook.

as it is, only founder/administrator/moderators can post announcements in our online community. since i'm just a humble member, i left a message for them to help me post mine on the announcement board. imagine my surprise when the next day i found out that i've been promoted to moderator. well, they must be thinking "wtf, since she'll be bugging us like...A LOT, why not just let her have access to the announcement board." ngahaha...i would like to express my gratitude for their faith in me.

Thus, my 1st announcement as a moderator. a tribute to komui lee a.k.a the mad scientist in me.

any 11batch members reading this would know what to do right? start sending me your personal details people. the publicist has spoken. (gipang nye dia...)