AkImA No NiKkI

Hello. Sis has been gone for a week now, and the absence in the room is getting noticeable. I considered changing my morning routine, just to feel less like a sloth and a functional human being. I went to sleep by midnight last night, and woke up 5 a.m this morning. I'd say it's a success experiment. I'd feel better when Oshie sleeps in the room with me, so long as I remember to let him out in the morning after dawn. But after that, it feels....empty. I missed the days when I'd slug out my blanket and coffee mug to Amelia's room and stay over for the weekend. I missed the days when I'd wake up to the soft breeze ruffling my short floppy hair and opening my eyes to see my bestfriends' drooling faces. I miss my bestfriends, period. The mornings when we'd take our turns to the bathroom and sprawl all over the floor with our blankets, talking idly about our plans for the day in our pajamas. I even missed their teasing of my overly mussed bed hai...

It's been 2 days since we dumped Sis off at Tanjung Malim, Slim River, Perak where she'll start her new job as a full-fledged teacher. When we went to send her off, we think she hit the jackpot pretty good. The school is small, with 30 students in sum meaning no more than 10 kids per class and 9 teachers. She got a temporary room with a roommate at the teacher's quarters and has already found a place to move out when it's time. So far, everything seems to be working out fine. Or so I thought. Sure, Sis had voiced out her fears of being alone despite managing her first few weeks okay during her time at the IPG but I thought that since she managed to gather up acquaintances pretty well there, she'd have no problem doing it again. I think I gathered the wrong memories. This isn't like the IPG, it's like Kolej Matrikulasi Pahang. I remember she spent almost a year at that place, and if memory serves me right, it was her most miserable moments of her li...

Things have been okay these couple of days. There was nothing out of ordinary than the usual routines. Maybe even better. Yet today doesn't seem to be like that in any way. Alan Rickman a.k.a Severus Snape passed away yesterday at the age of 69 from cancer. It's a loss, and we loved him as the great actor that he was. He was a part of our childhood memories, and nobody else can ever be Severus Snape like Alan. We'll miss you. I just finished watching Akame Ga Kill last night and I can't remember to have cried so much. The last time I did was when I was 15 and finished watching Angel Beats. It was so much more freeing to cry then than it is to cry now. Because I was a child, and I was alone. And I hadn't been told that tears were weaknesses yet. I used to think that choking back on my emotions would make me strong. That the people I choose to love and reciprocates my love would not mind the emotions behind my wall. Wouldn't judge, nor condemn me for it. ...

Heya people.  So, it ain't news that I'm a big fan of you-don't-fuck-with-me-I-don't-fuck-with-you kinda deal because it's common sense. duh. Obviously we're lacking that a lot these days with the enormity of stupid humans growing in number and population. I don't normally come off as bitchy and mean on the first meeting (save for if we met in a bad situation, probably) because let's be honest, I don't know first shit about you so believe me, I don't got no reason to put you down or anything. Like, dude, ain't nobody got time for that shit. So when I really am being bitchy and mean to you? Means you better sprint the fuck back to your memory lanes and search for the potentially wrong thing you did/said. People are such idiots on the net sometimes. Just because you can be fucking anonymous and invisible and shit doesn't mean you can be a dickbagged moron. Net society is still a society even in forms of data and codes and pixels a...

Hello everyone. Long time no update. In which now is the perfect time to announce that I am officially a goddamn trash. WHAT A WAY TO START OFF THE NEW YEAR OF 2016 MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA ohfuck ineedhelp As per the title, my new year resolution is to STOP FINDING NEW FANDOMS AND SHIPS TO CRY ABOUT because at this point I'm gonna die drowning in my own tears. No joke. I think I dodged the phandom 's imminent seduction pretty well but then I totally missed Undertale . AND IT'S NOT EVEN A TV SHOW IT'S A GODDAMN FRICKIN GAME WHAT IS MY LIFE EVEN *cries into trash* Frisk and Toriel discovering Flowey I thought I've been seeing some weird fanarts on instagram and I got curious. What's this all about? Then I stumbled (okay LIES I SEARCHED for the gameplay on youtube, particularly markiplier or jacksepticeye 'cause they're my favorites) on it and wham-bam hello I'm Undertale trash nice to meet you please end me before I do anything more stu...