Pfffff... And so a new week starts. My right middle finger and thumb are already aching so hard with blisters (and it's only Term 1 Week 5 ._.) I seriously wonder how I'm gonna last the year. Let alone JC. And the current J1 people are only starting their orientation tomorrow!!!!! WHAT. THE. PONG. I've already slogged half my life away over here.

First lesson today: PE. Ran 4 rounds around the track -cue groan- But I didn't stop to walk at all!! :D -extremely proud of self- Though I was quite slow :/ And before starting the run my leg muscles were already aching (perhaps from last Saturday morning's run) and then after the 4 rounds around the track I was like... cannot even walk properly already. Then after that we did IPUs and I did 15 ._. Forgot how many I did last year, I just know that I totally flunked it. Tennis was... sigh. I really suck at tennis. Mr Ong was talking about the weekend's Australia Open and I was just sitting through it, comparing the super-pro-hit-surf-so-hard-until-the-ball-can-whizz-past-you-and-you-don't-realise-or-can-rally-31-hits pro until cannot pro people with me. Pathetically low hand-eye coordination (or lack thereof), cannot run fast enough, can't hit a tennis ball nicely across the court regardless of forehand or backhand me. Sigh. So sticking to indoor stuff.

Then it was zuo wen and as usual Mr Ong released us late so we chionged back to class and by the time I sat down and continued writing my zuo wen I was panting like hell and I could feel myself emitting loads of heat (if there had been a thermal sensor of sorts there I bet I would be like glowing red) and my hands were wet and wetting the desk and the paper and while writing I was so worried that I would get a butt print on the chair .__. I shall not talk about my horrendous writing. At least my hand didn't tremble like an earthquake.

Bio after recess. I kinda zoned through it. I've been zoning a lot for the past few Bio lessons. Maybe cos they're all super technical topics and I'm not exactly the technical type. But then we started on the new topic of Hormones so let's hope that I can absorb more for this =3=

LA! The quiz at the start of the lesson was kinda fun. Google Image searching for flags of random countries when they were flashed on the screen, with Shi Ying piping in with her 3-year old knowledge from Geo Challenge. And then afterwards, Ms Toh flashed the pictures of random Afghanistan/Iraq/Pakistan/Palestine/Israel/whathaveyou leaders and we ended up leaving blanks/filling in random names that we saw off the pictures like "Pervez" from a general's name tag and "Alfred" from a cert which turned out to not be the guy's name in the end .___. And that headdesk moment when Shi Ying saw the picture of S_____ H______ and immediately shouted "AFGHANISTAN!" and then the epic part when she proceeded to claim that he looked like the "guy who drove us in Dubai" .____________________.

On the way to French (well, actually we were still at NYGH but waiting in the bus), this giant wasp attacked (not quite) us and Nicole and Rachel Wu screamed (I shall be nice and put) yelped and leaped out of their seats and then practically everyone around that area was staring at us/the wasp flying around against the window. So for the rest of the journey, I kept restlessly looking behind me to see if there was any wasp approaching and whenever I felt weird I kept worrying that the wasp had somehow managed to sneak up on me without buzzing and stung me TT^TT well on the bright side, I wouldn't have had to attend French, but still :/

During that short period of time before French started, I was a total glutton. Bought a can of milo, a stick of nuggets, a piece of carrot cake, and an egg tart. BUT in my defence, the egg tart was for the break at 5pm -nods head- Anyway still a glutton. And spent like more than 3 bucks ToT

And we changed location for our French class! No longer at that noisy classroom at the 3rd level, but now at a nice air-conditioned room at the 2nd level just next to the staff room!! And this room holds memories for me, because it's the room where we had our very first Bordeaux Exchange briefing... And then so happened my seat was right in front of the huge map of France they had pinned up on the notice board, and then I was noticing all the familiar places and towns... Bordeaux, Clermont-Ferrand, Lyon, Marseille, Avignon, Montpelier, Alpes, Mont Blanc, Toulouse... especially Bordeaux. It's really sad how I'll probably never see Nina and her family ever again in the future... )':

And just now, I just finished doing the Trig III Pre-Quiz on ACE Learning and I. Totally. Flunked. It. Bigtime. Spent like more than 40 minutes on it (out of the 1h 10 minutes time limit) and I was looking through notes somemore .____. And I had to scribble down all the formulae on a slip of paper beforehand so I have no idea how I'm gonna survive the quiz which is sometime this week. For 3 questions, my first thought when I saw them was like WTF?! so after trying a little, I randomly plucked in an answer so I could get to the corrections -.-

To cut a long story short: I am doomed for the Trig III Quiz.

D.O.O.M.E.D.

-cue thunder and lightning-

Tomorrow is 清明上河图 in the afternoon! I have seriously no idea whether I should be excited or not.

I am totally jazzed over this seriously cool illustration on the NHS page of WOEIGO. It's sooooooooooo cool!! 8DDDD

Okaaaaaay... how come US got so many people see my blog one. Even more than Singapore ._.

Hold your breath.

Not in this mood now, but I'm extremely certain that sometime this week, I will just slip into this totally heck care mood and start slacking my way through the night and well... not care about anything at all.

I mean, the last I heard, I have a life.

And don't get me started on my rant on how 15-19 is the golden period of our lives and we're wasting it away mugging too hard and getting too many blisters and worrying too much and--

ARGH OKAY BYE BYE NEXT PICTURE.

I WANT TO GO TO NEW YORK DDDDDDDDD: -moans sadly-

#andstaythereforeverandnotcomebacktosingaporeanymoreandjustleaveallmyworriesandstressandworkbehind

How my writing looks O-O

okay seriously that is not art. My "s"es look like "v"s or "r"s. WHY?!?!?!?! And I just can't seem to get my cursive handwriting right DDD:

Sometimes, I wish I'd been born in some historical period.

Maybe like the Stone Age when people still had to rely on raw hunting. Maybe in the 1000s so I can be a Viking and write in cool Runes. Maybe in the Middle Ages when there were knights and I can ride horses everywhere and learn swordfighting and archery (okay this was totally influenced by A Song of Ice and Fire). Maybe in the late 1800s because it was a cool period when people were starting to discover machines and it was the Industrial Revolution and the world was like half in the old times and half in new, mysterious ones, so the entire place would be full of things from both worlds and it would be so... I don't know how to describe it. Mysterious. (And this was totally influenced by Sherlock Holmes).

Sigh, if only, if only.

I WANT TO BE A CAT D:

Then I will have 9 lives :D

Ah, that was a long breath!

Haven't been posting pictures for a while, so here goes!

Last Tuesday afternoon, lunch at Gu Qing gugu's house. AND THEY HAVE THAT BABY BISCUIT THINGY OHMYFREAKINGHASHBROWN -hyperventilates- And A Clash of Kings over there. On Tuesday, I was 3/4 throuh it. And then I finished it 3 days later o.o

We had unfried fried French fries one evening. They were fried cos they were fried, but unfried cos they weren't fried the usual fried way but with the airfryer ._.

Hello, Mr. Fancy Eyebrows.

And last Saturday we bought __ (a few) boxes of mochis from Cold Storage!! Sadly, we have already devoured more than one box. This one was sesame!

Scene 1: Beginning. The Ben & Jerry's New York Super Fudge Chunk.

(Tricia thought they were boiled kidneys when I put this on Twitter .___.)

Scene 2: Rising Action. The melting.

Scene 3: Climax. The eaten.
Scene 4: Conclusion. The licked clean.

Scene 5: Epilogue. The smiley face drawn on the condensation left behind on the table.

Saturday afternoon, while walking up the hill on the way to Gu Liu gugu's house, we found a dead bird!!! O: Saw the eyes first, then realised that it was actually a dead bird over there.

Winterfell is so pretttyyyyyyyyyyyyyy. I don't care if it's cold I wanna live in Winterfell of the Westeros!! TT^TT

On the way to dinner just now, we walked past this shop selling crazy lenses with like leopard prints and zebra prints and the Union Jack and the French flag and whatnot and I was like O-O

this is so freaking cool!!

It's Saturday!! A rather slow-moving, uneventful one, actually. Still have zuo wen preparation to do (YUCK) and revising for Trig III D: Which is horrendous since I've memorised and proceeded to happily forget the R-formula and half-angle formula and whatnot so many times already my brain is getting frizzled.

And recently a lot of people are having birthdays and posting (or tweeting or whatever) on what they want for their brithdays, which made me think of what I want. And then I realised that I hadn't really thought about it before :/ Ah well. Anyway, Threadless Tees are awesome and I identified some that I like and others that I really, really love, and put them all in the column at the left side over there, with darker colours meaning... um. A greater level of want. And they have a shirt of a direwolf OMGOMGOMGOMG.

Speaking of which, finished A Clash of Kings late last night, so now, I'm bookless DDDD: So gonna get my paws on A Storm of Swords sooner or later... And it's the longest book so far! Like 1000+ pages (of teeny squished up words) and close to 100 chapters (A Game of Thrones had 77 and A Clash of Kings had 70 even though the latter is longer).

I have a whole bunch of photos waiting in my phone, but too lazy to plug it in now :/ maybe later tonight :D

Sigh why Singapore so sad one. Why can't we have an entire week of CNY holidays or something D:

I shall go print the He's A Pirate piano score now :D

TV

This is your rectangle of narratives.
This is the voice that saves you from silence.

This is your scroll of perpetual images.
Listen, is there time for the poem to grow
in this incessant noise?

Is there time for that which is secret
to blossom?

Privacy must be paid for.

The blessed room, the refuge, the well, must be paid for.

When the comedians fade like ghosts grimacing in water
when the clowns remove their eyes,

the silence must be paid for, like water,
and the cell be precious

with silence, with fragrance, with the stone of privacy.

For the din is dreadful, the confusion of narratives is merciless,
the screen is vicious, it is a stadium of assassinations.

We need the bubbles of our own secret recesses,
the scent of clear water.

The narratives overwhelm us, they have no meaning, they have no connection with each other
We need the sacred light of imagination.

We need the scared cell and the pen that lies on the table.
We need the paper, that cool rectangle of white.

For one is heaven and sometimes the other is hell,
the world of frustrated murderers, the advertisements, the elegies without echo,
the questioners bending down to the bandaged ones,
the smiling humourless clowns.

The narratives overwhelm us, we need the white paper, unclouded,
we need in that furious hubbub a space for our names,
the sanity of prudent distance.

Iain Crichton Smith

Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit; Wisdom is not putting it in a fruit salad.

THANK YOU Twitter for giving me this awesome fruit quote.

So I think my biggest achievement today is how I managed to finish reading the five required chapters of What on Earth is Going On? in two hours. And I did not sleep a freaking wink at all, okay! And neither did I procrastinate or piao away to check Facebook/Twitter/Tumblr or anything.

Yes, I spent the two entire hours reading and highlighting with my blue zig (which I think is now dying as a consequence) and typing out summarised notes (yes, notes) on whatever I'd read.

So now... PROUD OF SELF :D

The bad side is, though, I think I've forgotten most of it :/ But I predicted this would happen! One reason why I have the notes so I can just scan through and hope it jogs my memory :D

Another good thing is how now, I can differentiate between Afghanistan, Iran, Iraq, Pakistan, Israel, Palestine, et cetera. And that ObL is linked to Afghanistan. The famous Che Guevara I always hear about but have had no idea who he is is linked to Cuba. SH is linked to Iraq. And I know the "background" for You Don't Mess With The Zohan :P

On the worst side, I haven't begun on the NJC 2009 Chinese paper and the stupid zuo wen preparation -.- GRAH.

And that huge possibility that the Math Stats quiz will be tomorrow. I've scanned through the notes a few times during the past few days already, but I'm infamous for forgetting everything on the spot and just becoming as blank as correction tape.

Plus I think I left my wallet and water bottle in class. HELP. Hopefully they're like under my table or something and not on the table.

I feel like slacking now. I really do. Can I just push the NJC paper and zuo wen prep to the weekends (which are in 2 days!!! counting Friday afternoon which I will spend on the latest episode of TVD :DDDDD ELIJAH IS BACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKOHYEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH) and then flip through Stats notes again then proceed to slack happily for the rest of the night.

Rhetorical question. Don't answer it. No matter what you say I'll still do it anyway.

BYE.

Not done yet, though :/ I wanna add in colour but don't have Photoshop! D:

And Microsoft Paint sucks.

Memorable Quotes from A Game of Shadows

with epic lines bolded.

Dr. John Watson: Holmes, wake up.
Sherlock Holmes: Brace yourself, we're about to be violated.

Dr. Watson: -reading note left by Holmes- "Come at once, if convenient. If inconvenient, come all the same."

Holmes: -grabbing bomb- Don't worry, this is what I do for a living.

Professor James Moriarty: You are familiar with Schubert's work? The Trout is my favourite piece. A fisherman grows weary of trying to catch an elusive fish. So he muddies the water, confuses the fish. It does not realise until too late that it has swum into a trap.

Holmes: -playing chess with Moriarty- We both have two bishops. My presence may be absent from the room, but my methods are not.
Professor Moriarty: You can't mean Dr. Watson, surely? -grimaces- That doesn't seem fair.

Mary Watson: I miss him too, you know, in my own way. It's going to be a beautiful week in Brighton.
Dr. Watson: He would have wanted us to go.
Mrs. Watson: He would have wanted to come along.

Dr. Watson: I know you can hear me, you selfish bastard! -performs CPR on Holmes- I know you can hear me you bastard! -Sim drags body from Watson, who thinks of something- His wedding gift!
Holmes: -injected with fluid from the adrenal glands of sheep, sits up wide awake and runs into the wall of the box car- Watson, I just had the most peculiar dream. You and Mary and Gladston and I were at a restaurant. There was a satanic pony. It had a fork in its hoove and it was laughing at me! What have you administered?
Dr. Watson: Your wedding present.
Holmes: Who has been dancing on my chest?!
Dr. Watson: Me.

Dr. Watson: You're drinking embalming fluid.
Holmes: Yes. Care for a drop?
Dr. Watson: You do seem a bit...
Holmes: Happy?
Dr. Watson: Manic. Verging on...
Holmes: Estatic.
Dr. Watson: Psychotic.

I think this is like a parallel to the first show where Watson picks up a bottle while Holmes is raving on about his theories and then Watson says: "You do know what you're drinking is meant for eye surgery." xD

Mme Simza Heron: What do you see?
Holmes: Everything. That is my curse.

Holmes: This is one of the best hedgehog goulashes I've ever tasted. I can't remember tasting it anywhere else.
Dr. Watson: Tell me, when was the last time you had a hedgehog goulash?
Holmes: Well, I just told you Watson, I can't remember.
Dr. Watson: Well, maybe you've repressed it.
Holmes: Ah, that's where you're wrong. You see, unlike you, I repress nothing.
Dr. Watson: Ah yes, that's perfectly normal.
Holmes: How dare you be rude to this women who has invited us into her tent, offered us her hedgehog?
Dr. Watson: Says the man who throws women from trains.

Dr. Watson: Holmes, how many times are you going to kill my dog?

Dr. Watson: Holmes, how did you know I'd find you?
Holmes: You didn't find me, you collapsed a building on me!

Holmes: Lie down with me, Watson.
Dr. Watson: Why?
Holmes: I insist.
Dr. Watson: What are we doing down here?
Holmes: We are waiting. I am smoking. -automatic gunfire tears through train compartment- Patiently waiting!
Dr. Watson: For what?!
Holmes: Your window of opportunity. -hands Dr. Watson a gun- Make it count!
Watson: -fires gun through holes in the wall and misses-
Holmes: I said make it count! How many windows must I provide?

Dr. Watson: May I deduce that you, Mycroft - nice to meet you, by the way -holds out hand-
Mycroft Holmes: No!
Holmes: He doesn't.
Dr. Watson: May I deduce that you, who never strays from the path between your home and the Diogenes' Club, and never on a Monday when they serve your favourite potted shrimps must be here for some far more important reason that my stag party?
M Holmes: You know, he's nothing like as slow-witted as you've let me to believe, Sherly.

Holmes: Annihilation!
Dr. Watson: Rebirth.
Holmes: Restriction!
Dr. Watson: Structure.
Holmes: Answering to a woman!
Dr. Watson: Being in a relationship. Having a home, the possibility of a family. Who wants to die alone?
Holmes: Right, so you'll get married tomorrow, settle down with Mary and I'll... die alone.

Mrs. Hudson: -turning to Dr. Watson- Doctor, you must get him to a sanitorium! For the past month, he's taken nothing but coffee, tobacco, and cocoa leaves. He never sleeps! I hear multiple voices, as if he's rehearsing a play.
Holmes: Don't you have a goat that needs worming?
Mrs. Hudson: Ah, yes. Such fun. What would I do without you?
Holmes: Why are you here?
Dr. Watson: I'm getting married. Tomorrow.
Holmes: Ah! Embrace me!

Sim: -showing Holmes and Dr. Watson their horses, to Dr. Watson- The black one is yours. The grey one is mine. -to Holmes- And this is for you.
Holmes: -clears throat- Ah, hm, right! Where are the wagons?
Sim: The wagon is too slow. Can't you ride?
Dr. Watson: It's not that he can't ride... How is it you put it, Holems?
Holmes: They're dangerous at both ends and crafty in the middle. Why would I want anything with a mind of its own bobbing about between my legs? Then I should require a bicycle thank you very much. It's 1891, could have chartered a balloon!
Dr. Watson: -to Sim- How can we make this more manageable?
Holmes: -a band of horses gallop past, after a moment Holmes follows after riding a little pony- Slow and steady wins the race!

And from a more visual perspective...

M Holmes: Good evening, Mrs. Watson. I'm the other Holmes.
Mrs. Watson: You mean there's two of you? Marvelous.

Holmes: My ankle really itches.
Dr. Watson: That's because you have a large piece of wood sticking out of it.

And the best one....

Holmes: it's so overt, it's covert!

There's gonna be a Sherlock Holmes 3!!! :DDDD -can't wait-

A Game of Shadows was... brilliant. Like mind-bogglingly brilliant. 'Nuff said.

One of the best quotes:

"It's so overt, it's covert."

Which upon deeper thinking, I think is the theme of the entire show. If you take it at surface level, it's just Holmes telling Watson in the carriage how their "conspicuous desguise" only helps to hide them further. Another example is how Holmes managed to blend into the furniture so excellently. Twice. And then, on a bigger scale, Holmes and Moriarty are playing a game of shadows. Somehow, it's overt and covert at the same time, in the sense that what they're doing is causing (and can cause) so much destruction to everyone else which makes everything so open, but at the same time they're covering up all their foosteps (especially Moriarty), so that they leave no evidence behind. Plus, the idea of shadows in general. So open, like they are everywhere till the extent that they have become normal to us, but yet so not open, because shadows are dark and those are where the secrets lie...

I sound like I'm analysing an Unseen Prose.

Moving on.

OMG THE DANCING PART WAS BEST. AND SO WAS THE TRAIN FIGHT SCENE. Total bromance! It wasn't really obvious in the first movie, but in this one it was just like so obvious. Even more obvious than the Michael Fassbender-James McAvoy one in X-Men: First Class.

And presenting... one of the best, most epic scenes that had the entire cinema laughing throughout.

The pony was the most epic little thing in the world (Y)

Yes, and you're drinking embalming juice.

MOI AUSSI.

Awkward scene in the train fight scene... It's like Watson attacks Holmes for pushing his newly-wedded wife out of the train and down a bridge and into the river below. "Attacks" meaning strips off the dress Holmes is wearing (yes ikr it was totally wth?!?! -splutters with laughter-) and proceeds to tackle him down onto the seat and... well... the position they are in now. And then the evil-Moriarty-guards who were firing maniacally at them burst into the train cabin and find the two in this. Um. Awkward position.

And presenting the HOMGWTFWTFWTFOTLOTLOTL scene at the end.



Goodness, even in real life they bicker so much.

Damn gehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!! -spazzes-

CNY today!! But we left house late. Like around 12. So we went to Ah Ma's house first then to Po Po's house so we didn't get a lot of ang paos )': Plus this year Daddy's not having a party so we've got even fewer ang paos than last year TT^TT

And... yeah. That was pretty much it. The rest of the day was spent randoming around/doing what homework I could. I managed to sort of "finish" the past year HCI Chinese paper, but I left all the 感想 type balnk cos I was too lazy to think + write out :D And towards the end I fell asleep on it. Then spent a whole bunch of time printing out all the French Self-Learning stuff :/ But I haven't gotten to writing the darn compo because I don't know where the blazes to start.

And throughout the entire day, I was lamenting and groaning how there was something wrong with Tumblr because I couldn't go pass a certain post. Like every time I hit that post, then they say the page can't load anymore or there's and "error" or some nonsense like that.

Posted this on Tumblr!! :D

Saturday night's dinner with Po Po at some Jap Steamboat restaurant at Pomo! The red bloody thingy is beef :D And then the chilled salmon sashimi!! The mochi was (Y) I had Aunty Kathy's share (of mochi) cos she was too full.

Tomorrow is Tooooooooooooooosday! And tonight is the last night when we can stay up late and not feel guilty about it DD:

How oh how did the CNY holidays pass so quickly?!?! -cries muchly-

The last day of the year of the rabbit has been a really rainy one. I guess that's because the dragons are waking up and spitting breathing water down onto earth, since Chinese dragons spit breath water and not fire.

Deviating a little, seriously. Is it spit or breath water? Because "breathing water" sounds like the poor dragon is choking while "spitting water" just sounds gross.

Sooooooo, yes! Got my CNY/Graces dress at nex. And a pair of shoes to match. So did Ma. Dress + pair of shoes. And we took super long so Daddy and Han Wei gave up waiting at Starbucks and went home first :P

Finally managed to continue reading some chapters of A Game of Thrones. Renly is dead. Melisandre is creepy. Theon Greyjoy is an utter letdown. Joffrey is a plain-jerk-spoilt-brat-idiot.

Moscow, Athens, Prague, Oslo, Pisa, Vatican, Berlin, Venice, Saint-Petersburg, Toronto, Rome, Sofia, Lisboa, Hamburg, New York, Las Vegas, Washington, Agra, Cairo, Rio, Mexico, Beijing...

One day.

What the pong is Singapore doing there.

So we were just at Bugis Junction looking for CNY clothes. I went with Ma and Han Wei went with Dad.

Ma: actually guys very easy cos is just a standard shirt.
Me: yeah, and those two have no sense of fashion.

After awhile we met up again at BHG. We couldn't find anything but two shirts had caught Dad's eye.

Dad: -shows shirt number 1 to Ma-
Ma: 美 meh?!
Dad: -shows shirt number 2-
Ma: like pajamas!!

MDRRRRRRRR xD

Which is why we're going to nex now.

It's the CNY Holidays!! :D Oh like finally a break.

EPISODE 312 OF THE VAMPIRE DIARIES IS AWESOMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.

1. Bonnie and her mom reconcile. Sort of.
2. Stefan still has humanitayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.
3. Elijah is freaking back. And the first thing he does immediately after being undaggered?? To pluck the heart out of Klaus's hybrid. Oh yeeeeeah.

Sucking a Coca flavoured Chuppa Chup Mini now. It tastes kinda weird.

Okay, so yesterday's CNY Celebrations. Okayish. I didn't screw up my 挥春!! -relief- But the 虎 looked really weird. Like the more I look at it the weirder and more screwed up it gets. The concert was typical... like almost every year also the same. In the end the entire thing ended at like 9.45 when it was supposed to end at 10.30 ._.

And then in the evening went to J8 for the "reunion dinner" for the French Exchange! We went to Pizza Hut, which was a total deja vu of the other time all of us (most of us, actually) went to J8 together with our French buddies in July and ate at Pizza Hut... Yeah so anyway in the end there were 15 of us there, out of 22, which was not bad. I was expecting only like a small bunch of people. I had cabonara pasta! And was quite depressed because apparently, Pizza Hut's (and probably the rest of Singapore) idea of pasta was a) spirali/fusili, b) linguine, and c) spaghetti. Where's the ravioli? The lumaconi? Farfella? Penne???????? My goodness.

Then after that it was movie with family at 9.50! We watched that Journey 2 The Mysterious Island show. I had entirely no idea what it was about. Turns it it's a sequel of Journey to the Centre of the Earth. The show's quite funny. And lame. And the annoying thing is that there was a considerably large number of young children at the show (thus signifying it's a show for families with younger children), despite the fact that it was a midnight show (oh for heaven's sake whatever happened to "go to bed by 10!!") so whenever some character said a particularly amusing line, at least one kid would echo it out freaking loud. Like not even saying. Shouting.

I mean, it's like, Dude, thanks, but we all have absolutely fine hearing if you haven't figured out by now -.-

The lecture for SRQ and obviously I was getting quite bored, until this particular example popped up.

Okay I was being random, but look! The time is 6:06 and my battery left 6%!! Amazing....

Okay this is actually a picture of Uncle Jack doing that "WE WANT YOU" pose which was originally on that famous American poster but the aesthetics department adopted it for posters for the 95th Anniversary Musical Auditions. And my hand shook because they were already gonna change to the next slide so.... it turned out like that :/

FROM THE AMAZING PAST EPISODE. Poor Stefan and #ELIJAH.

And just now I drew this haha :D Took like an hour and a half BUT IT WAS WORTH IT.

I love the Cheshire Cat... :DDD

The one in the 2010 movie. Not the 1951 one. The 1951 is more 变态 than cute.