Metamorphosis

I finally completed it!!~ *yay* Actually, I'd start working on it just last night, but for two times in a row, I worked for about half an hour and then the lights went out. And just because I'm that stupid, I did not save even after it had happened once. -_-

But... it's looks really good now, so I'm happy I pursued making it. *squeals at finally having Sanzo on her journal page* And and... I managed to squeeze in a bit of 393 on the module headers. Didn't really put in any effort there, but it's okay as this is simply Sanzo ( and Konzen, lol ), and I could always make another dedicated 393 layout. ( And I love the way I managed to arrange the background to show Sanzo's closed eye on the left and opened one on the right!<3 )

Also, I would like to say a thanks to xjeremiadx at aarin, who made the original colored renders of the images I've used above. ( Yes, I know I recolored them a bit, hon, hope you don't mind it. :-) ) I really should put up a resources-credit post up now... jus that it would too long to collect all the links. >.<

... back to more graphic-making now! Hopefully, I'll be able to complete a set or two, watch some anime, get some much-needed sleep and get back to studies by night. Hee!

Btw, I've got the Saiyuki Reload's latest chapter's ( the Ukoku-kicks-Sanzo's-ass one~ ) translations done by a friend. Still to clean it up a bit, maybe I'll post it sometime late evening tonight.

PS : It looks like the visitor map does work. I was kinda doubting its functioning before. Good for me! ^_^

Title : Trapped in a Library
Rating : GEN
Genre : General/Romance
Word Count : 1184
Disclaimer : Don't own TRC. Wonder why anbody would think that?
Warning : Very much unbeta-ed. Wrote it in around twenty minutes. And lots of fluff.
Notes : Written around an year ago for my board tests, lol. Surprisingly, they marked me high even though I wrote BL. xD But yeah, a bit crappy writing below-- I cringed myself when I read it today. Edited some mistakes, but is still mostly raw.


( Fay? Smile for me? )

So... hope it wasn't that sucking, lol. I at least managed to write a pretty much coherent story in twenty minutes, hence I'll let this pass. xD

Wishing him a fantabulous birthday! ♥ ( Now only if I knew how many years old was he getting this year, lol. )

Here's something to celebrate it :

Let's... sleep? ( A bit on the shinier side ) - 1024 x 768 px - Can anybody recognise the meatbuns? xD I worked hard to make them look like meatbuns.

It's a wallpaper I've made for a soon-to-be art fest at AarinFantasy, and I would hope the Aarin people on my flist will not snag it from here. It will be put up there because I just do not have enough time to make something for our darling Goku and I wanted to put up something! So, I'm sorry, but please get it there when the fest starts. ^__^

Let me know how it is, people!~ n__n And please leave a comment if you are going to take it. I would just like to know just how many people might like it, lol.

Dedicated to my lovely sister for her seventeenth birthday.

Happy Birthday, hon!~ May you have the loveliest coming year. ^_^



Series : Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicles
Title : The theory of Perception
Genre : Reflective / Drama
Pairing : Kurogane / Fay
Word Count : 2030
Warnings : May contain a bit of spoilers if you have not read till the current chapters. And un-beta-ed. So all mistakes are solely mine.
Disclaimer : TRC belongs to CLAMP in its entirety.
Notes : Alternate Reality. Some of the facts might not be entirely correct. I was in a hurry to write this out and thus, did not bother to cross check them.



Hope you like it, sis!~ :-) You really disturbed me a whole lot while I was typing this out, y'know. Next time, I'm so not gonna be signed in when I write anything. xD

But really, I hope this was okay. It has been really quite long I wrote out a story, and the flow kept breaking for me. Thankfully, I was able to complete it before 12 am, lol.

Back with another one-- yeah, I just got inspired after days of studying the same thing. ^^ ( And look, I can still put up a happy face. xD )

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Math - The Harbinger of Insanity

People say that it starts with a dot,
I say-- it were just some poor sheep.
Counting them till midnight,
lulled me to sweet sleep.

Soon enough, the counting stretched to daytime,
and the nightmare began.
Curiousity piped up at first though,
but the dance of the numbers was the next number.

Variables abound, equations making shapes,
formulae sprouting all over, constants rot( t )ing in my mind.
Pages after pages of notes filled with black ink,
going on about dots smaller than a drop of the same ink.

Different variations of the same numbers,
some real, some point, some even imaginary;
and infinity not being one of them,
even when referred to as one.

Theorems abound everywhere--
fearing your proofs might just turn to spoofs.
Newton played to his whims for an year or two,
and we suffer for eons to fathom functions.

Limiting things to infinity,
and still searchin' for absolution.
Breaking things down to delta
and forming them again, just for the sake of it.

Learnt the strength of the Fibonacci,
spiraling outward to balance shapes.
Crunched figures from standard deviation,
And used regression for correlating.

Trying hard each time
to achieve another roundabout way;
plotting the knowledge out
might have just made it easy.

I wonder if it really was that complex,
or was it plain and simple
addition, yeah, just addition,
all the time?

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I kind of... really liked this one. O_o I think... now I should write one on Chemistry too, lol. Hope the terms weren't difficult to get? >_< ( I'd refer to my math books for a bit of jargon. xD Though I still find it conspicuously lacking in it. -_- )

Symmetry. That's what people usually call perfect; even beautiful. The circle of lights shimmering in a lake, the rhyme of lyrics, or the two halves of an apple-- all of these are symmetrical, and appear to be complete. They have always been admired for the feeling of fullness they project, and are even said to be lacking in refinement when they are treated as individual objects rather than an encapsuled element. Symmetry is a phenomenon which one can find all around oneself. The earth itself is so, its geoid shape taken into consideration. The random book on a table, the lined up planting of the garden beds, the staircase upto a classroom, even the arranged seats in a bus. People definitely prefer symmetry to disorganised systems, and thus, the perpetual examples of the former spread throughout the whole place.

I do not exactly disagree with this opinion; symmetry is very important for the feeling of comprehensiveness. But I do beg to differ that it is not symmetry that makes the world as beautiful as it is. Unknowingly, or better put, sub-consciously, people intend to choose the elements as such that they complement each other. Of course, most would not agree of even thinking about something like this, but hey, ever wondered why the gleaming lights look so pretty on the dark surface of the lake? Why are lyrics usually written with a dividing line in between two rhymed ones? Why the apples look as much delicious as they are redder on the outside and whiter on the inside? Black with white, red with green, violet with gold, orange with blue, lime with teal-- the colors say it all. As contrasting they might be from each other, they look just equally wonderful together. And this theory does not limit to colors or lines, it extends to ideas and innovations as well. For example, I was telling my cousin about my view on life and death just the other day, that life would be meaningless if there is no death. Though contradictory to each other, their existences are not self-exclusive. That's what makes living life so cool, rather that's what leads to the coinage of the phrase - ' living life '. It cannot be appreciated if there is no knowledge of an end to it. This is what I call beautiful. Beautiful in its very being, and not its solitude.

There is, of course, the reasoning that this theory will fail if there might be no symmetry. This might be true to quite an extent, as the basis for completeness will always be symmetry, rather than a complementary explanation. But this should not lead to the conclusion that the latter factor could be conveniently ignored, as that would surely result in an outcome a shade worse than it could have been. This is about all I wish to express about the under-estimated powers of complementing things. Co-existence and co-evolution, or even symbiosis, is the way we all survive. If we can identify it to some extent in our biological environment, why not apply the same concept to life? It might not be that difficult, considering the fundamentals have already been ingrained within us. We just have to broaden our visions, believe in them, and start implementing our ideas in our daily lives. Maybe one day, we might be able to understand each other, and the world around us. Maybe one day, the world again would be as beautiful as we have always envisioned it.

Series : Beyblade
Title : Boy! Don't mess with Hilary or Kai!
Rating : GEN
Genre : Humour/General
Disclaimer : No own.
Word Count : 4774
Notes : One of my earliest stories. ^__^ It's really oddly written, now that I read it again.


Hope it was worth a read, lol.

An emptiness filled me, my soul felt hollowed,
I could not see my way ; oh, why had it become so dark ?

Here I am, alone and stranded,
not knowing where the light shines.
Yet I realise, one day I'll find my life,
the end of my search, the light I struggle for.

But there's one thing I wanna know,
did I not deserve the truth ?
What had I done to be betrayed so ?
Why was a joyful carefree child left all alone,
in this frightening darkness, to find the path by herself ?

Still, the child did not falter,
after the first scare, she steadied her steps.
There was no one she could turn to,
no one to understand her, feel her emotions,
as the only one to do so, the most precious in her life,
had left her, shocked and broken.
She was getting lost, tears rolled down often,
but No ! She was not weak !
She would show them her will,
the strength of her soul.

From that day hence,
she hid under a cloak of pretense,
true only to her own self.
She now knew what pain meant,
how terrible it was to get hurt ;
and that she would never be able to see anyone in anguish.
There was only one way,
to give those around her as much happiness as possible,
even if it meant sacrificing hers to zilch.

She wished that her facade be taken as genuine,
barring anybody from ever coming close to her again.
She once more became a cheerful girl, yeah, that's me !
And people around her were content with it.
Little did they know, or better, allowed to know,
how difficult it was for me ;
to put up a person I no longer felt was there in me,
to run away from all my heart wished for.

I could never let anyone understand me,
nor did I want it to happen ;
for all my efforts, the energy I had put in,
would then be reduced to naught.
No ! I was on my own now,
I'll fight everything in my way,
no one around me would ever shed a tear again.

As for me, well, there wasn't much to lose,
I always had myself, even in the darkest of times.
I will never be alone again,
because I have found a companion, no, a friend,
one who would always be with me,
come what may ;
in a place I had long overlooked -
inside myself ! Yes, I have found myself !
And I am happy having done so...
the emptiness isn't so obvious now.

Yeah, I am happy in my own world now,
A world which is real and pure
in a sense more than true.
And yeah, a feeling grows strong in my heart...
that that day is not far off now,
when I'll find my life,
the end of my search, the light I struggle for.