Yaoi. Fanfiction. Don’t Like, Go Away. Preferably to Some Dark Corner All by Yourself.

Hey people, I’m sorry about the unforeseen hiatus; I haven’t found much to talk about.

This is just to inform you that I’m adding another page to this blog, one for fanfiction. They will most likely definitely be of the yaoi variety. I usually write them in class when I finish the work before everyone, so don’t expect them to be very very regular, BUT they will all be one-shots, so anybody reading them won’t have to suffer cliffhangers that never get completed. (I know I’ve done that to so many people.)

Also, I write them because I really need to practice.

In any case, I hope you’ll like them – that is, if you will be reading them. If you won’t, I’m still looking for interesting topics. Give me inspiration, people!

(Not listening to music right now.)

–Kerri Lyss.

Fanfiction:

This Year, Bamboo and New Blogs!

Hey guys, so here we go, the second-last day before New Year’s Eve! I thought it would be a good idea to review this year for me before I forget tomorrow or the day after.

This year proved to be quite… challenging? Eye-opening? I can find no words to describe it accurately enough. (That is actually not very good because I want to be a writer. Also, whoa. I sound like a book.) I can only think of one way to describe it: ncfuiaogevhajcio;wcjdbgeivude7rdjmc,3456782910rknbfydsgeh@#$%^.

(No, that was not a html error, that was me raeping the keyboard.)

This year:

1. I got a piano keyboard,
2. spent 252$ retaking my life guarding class only because my friend told me to (something I will NEVER do again… it was excruciating),
3. started my fourth year in secondary school,
4. seriously began questioning my sexuality,
5. took up hula hooping and trapeze in circus,
6. got a girlfriend who lives halfway across the world,
7. began this blog,
8. got new glasses,
9. took classes to become a swimming teacher (did I mention I passed them?),
10. killed an oral (YAY!)
11. spent 5 hours on webcam with aforementioned girlfriend (don’t tell my mom),
12. got reassured that I am not totally alone in this life of mine (and neither are you – just saying),
13. had my period at the worst time ever – like, thrice,
14. got an awesome graphic tablet (thus the BAMBOO in the title: it’s a Bamboo Connect Pen tablet and cost around 105$ with taxes and guarantee),
15. got my laptop and PC fixed and reformatted by my cousin, and
16. began making  a prototype Vocaloid – Magnet headband.

Also, I got seriously pissed at my mom several times this year, but who’s counting?

More about the tablet, since I put it in the title: it’s awesome, awesome, awesome, AWESOME. I haven’t begun drawing anything with it yet, and I’ll tell you how it goes. My friend says that it’s a bit too sensitive to fingertips when it’s not supposed to be, but I don’t think we have the same thing.

WHICH REMINDS ME. The Avanti flat iron is AWESOME SHIZZ. The grip is really good, and it heats up so quickly, like BOOM! Hot like the way you like it, which is an immense relief from my old iron, which took only an eternity to be hot enough.

However – and this might only be me – I can’t seem to get my hair straight when I use it. If my friend straightens my hair for me, it works wonders – my hair is soft, long, straight like a ruler and my asymmetric haircut becomes very epic-looking. If I use it, it just ends up looking like I didn’t.

I’m still looking into this, but so far, I definitely recommend it. (See here for what it looks like.)

Now, back on the last topic: a new blog! YAY! I only just started it – I’ve started several others, but due to my inconsistency they all withered and died. I hope that this nth time will be the charm, though. It’s called Singspace, and I haven’t filled it up much yet – I’m going to today after I finish this post.

I’ll post the lyrics to English, Korean, Mandarin/Cantonese and Japanese songs – I’ll try to note them the way they’re sung – for example, repeated vowels for a held note – for those who like trying to sing along the first time they listen to a song.

Of course, I’ll accept requests, so if you want to sing something but can’t find lyrics of it anywhere, send the title and artist this way; I’ll do it by ear, in syllables.

That’s about it for now – HAPPY NEW YEAR to everyone and I will see you next time.

Music: Melt – Hatsune Miku (No, not Meltdown. That is another song entirely.)

–Kerri Lyss.

 

Top 10 Disney, because Anime Is Too Vast.

Hey guys. It’s been a long time since I posted anything, huh? That’s because I haven’t found anything to talk about, but I will not let this blog go to waste like so many others, so here it is: my ten favourite Disney male characters! I might do one on Yaoi mangas, but we’ll see.

These are in no particular order.

1) Mulan – Shang

2) Tarzan

3) Cinderella – Prince Charming (even though his haircut could do better.)

 

 4) Tangled – Eugene Frizherbert

5) Treasure Planet – Jim Hawkins ]

6) Aladdin (besides the eyebrows.)

7) Lilo and Stitch – David Kawena

8) The Little Mermaid – Eric (I used to want to be Ariel. Swimming everyday + hot prince = big grin.)

9) Arthur (I love the quote. Shall steal it for Facebook!)

10) Enchanted – Prince Edward

11) Bonus: THE ONE, THE ONLY – PASCAL THE CHAMELEON. I LOVE THIS GUY.

Also, you people have got to see this: drawings of male Disney characters, except near-naked and realistic. Also, FNEHUIWOBTG4VEHCSAJNMSHGDNK HOT. http://davidkawena.deviantart.com/ I have hereby found my fated mentor. Like seriously.

Music: Man Man Ha Ni (Insignificant) – UKISS

— Kerri Lyss.

BSOD, Monitors, Sports, MY GLASSES, DaeSung, Manga… What else?

Hello to the people to whom I come in peace. Sort of. I haven’t been blogging because both the PC and the Compaq Mini came down with blue screens of death. May they rest in peace. Also, DEATH TO BSOD.

The distance from the Internet really made my heart grow fonder for it.

So, to catch up: this coming Sunday is my last week of Monitor class at the pool! YAY! I begin my internship and work in January – that’s when the new session starts. I both anticipate and dread it – I WILL be earning money, but at the cost of free time 😦 I shall miss you dearly, darling bubble tea. On the other hand: CHINATOWN, HERE WE COME BABY!

Right.

About the ‘exotic’ sports thing in the title: I’m part of the school newspaper club, and I thought it would be cool to do an article about sports few people know – for example, underwater hockey. Anyone can describe hockey, but put it underwater and people go: “Whaaa-? Is that even possible?”

FYI, it is, in fact, possible. Look it up.

So far I have (1) underwater hockey, (2) water polo, (3) sepak takraw (Malaysia, baby!) and (4) chess-boxing. I’m looking for lesser-known sports (Note: MUST EXIST IN REALITY.) that I could introduce in the article. No limits.

Also, once upon a post I wrote about getting new glasses – well, I GOT THEM! They were late because they didn’t pass the quality check at the manufacturer’s – or so the optician said… I’m pretty sure she loved them so much she had to wear them around for a while.

In any case, here they are:

For those who still can’t see: they are purple, half-framed, with jewels on the side. I LOVE THEM. As much as I love the new laptop’s webcam. It’s so much clearer! You’ve got to admit, you like it too. No more blurry, suspicious shadows 🙂

About DaeSung: if you haven’t heard, he put out a new song! I find it okay. It’s called ‘Lunatic’, here’s the video.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HhRLwL48Z3k

I think it’s borderline screamo, but I don’t mind. I mean, if it reflects Dae’s feelings right now, who are we to criticize it? I just hope he recovers quickly ^^ DS fighting!

So on a school trip to the national library last week, I discovered a horrific, epic, sadistic, fantastic manga: Ludwig Revolution by Yuki Kaori. Basically, she takes several classic fairy tales – Sleeping Beauty, Snow White, Rapunzel, Cinderella – and turns them into stories that made me go: “OMGWTFJUSTHAPPENED!?” and I love it.

 Its genres are horror and shoujo, mainly, but there are also several funny scenes that lighten the mood a little. The detail for the horrific scenes is amazing. I won’t spoil anything (however much I want to, you know it), but it’s mainly about Prince Louis (I prefer the French version; Lui is just…blech.), a necrophiliac forced to travel the world in search of an ideal (i.e., not dead) wife. The funny scenes usually involve him and his obsession with breasts.

I highly suggest you go read it. NOW. You can read it online, for free, so no excuses.

That’s it for now – ’til next time, people! I had more to talk about, but I forgot…

Music: I Hope – F.T. Island

— Kerri Lyss.

P/S: Did you F.T.Island means Five Treasured Island? No? Well, you do now.

Cultural Exchanges. And Traveling. And Piercings!

Hey guys!

So today one of my friends talked to me about culture exchanging – y’know, when you go study in another country to learn their culture – and how she wants to go to Germany. According to her, all expenses are paid but – I don’t know. (shrug) If I could, I would definitely do a cultural exchange to (South) Korea, Japan, Germany with aforementioned friend, Italy, Spain or England. The last one does sound a bit pointless, seeing as I already speak English, but I want to go to at least one place where I speak the language. Besides, England is a lot different from Malaysia and Canada – I want to see the differences.

I would go study in Bahrain, where the lovely girlfriend of mine lives, but it would be intensely awkward if we break up. :[  I will, however, definitely visit Bahrain, and aforementioned girlfriend, one day if we haven’t broken up (I dearly hope not). This is not an option for me.

(I also just found out that I could go there for about 1500$, round trip with fees and taxes included. I shall work like a slave if I have to.)

If I mentioned this to anyone in my family from my mother’s generation, he or she would most definitely ask: “But why don’t you go with your mother, your family? You wouldn’t have to pay for the trip then.”

It’s because any family member I go with will form an opinion about the place, and then try to make me think the same thing. Also, he or she (most likely she) will hold the fact that she took me on a trip over my head whenever I do something wrong, which I assure you, I do 90% of the time in their eyes.

But that’s just me being a bitter little girl.

In any case, I’d rather go with a friend than family. I feel my friends understand me better than my family because they’re basically going through the same phases I am and criticize a lot less, and don’t try to assimilate me, whereas adults… well, their adolescence was very different from mine and I doubt they can relate much. Also, I find a prominent liking of criticism within my aunts and uncles and mother… coincidence? I think not!

Again, bitterness…

On a different note, I also want to go traveling the world – with or without friends. I want to get a taste of as many things as possible, learn as many languages as possible (for that I would need at least four months each) and take so many photos… I also want to make a video of me hooping in each of the countries, it would be awesome, I think. I want to send out a message with that, but I have no idea what. I only know that I want to hoop and poi in every country I go.

But first, there are exams to ace and tricks to learn…

Also, piercings to consider having. Nothing drastic, of course – I’m just having trouble deciding whether or not I want to have:

(1) one piercing on each ear lobe;

(2) two on my right and one on my left;

(3) one on my right and two on my left; or

(4) two on both sides.

That is all… for now. But I don’t see myself getting any more, I think my personality makes up for my plain appearance. If anyone would help me decide, I would be grateful. (None of that ‘you shouldn’t change who you are’ nonsense.) Cost is not a factor; I will have a job in January.

‘Til next time!

–Kerri Lyss.

 

 

 

Freak Tagging. And the Flat Iron. Also, Aliens.

Hey guys. It seems I have many things to talk about today, isn’t it fun?

Freak Tagging.

I’m not sure if blogging counts, but I’m doing it anyway. Bubzbeauty on YouTube did a tag video, entitled ‘Get Your Freak On!’ (which I find quite redundant since my freak is always on) and tagged everyone who watched it. Since I look horrid and can’t talk in front of a camera to save my life, I’ve decided to write instead. Here goes nothing:

#1. What’s a nickname only your family calls you?

>>> My family doesn’t call me anything but Kerri. They’re boring like that. My friends are a different story…

#2. What’s a weird habit of yours?

>>> A weird habit of mine is… well, I put my foot on the printer when I use the computer. I look like a tomboy, but who cares?

#3. Do you have any weird phobias?

>>> I used to. When I was young a butterfly came near me and I freaked because I thought it would bite me like a vampire. Weird enough for you?

#4. What’s a song you secretly love to blast and belt out when you’re alone?

>>> I only belt songs when I’m alone… So, basically everything.

#5. What’s one of your biggest pet peeves?

>>> I can’t stand when people act melodramatic. Like you refuse something they offer and they go, “Fine. See if I offer you anything in the future.”

#6. What’s one of your nervous habits?

>>> I snap at people, unfortunately. I try to hold back, but it’s what I do when I stress.

#7. What side of the bed do you sleep on?

>>> I sleep on any side, really.

#8. What was your first stuffed animal and it’s name?

>>> It was a huge teddy bear and didn’t have a name.

#9. What’s the drink you always order at starbucks?

>>> I don’t go to Starbucks, but at Tim Horton’s I get a small hazelnut ice cappuccino.

#10. What’s a beauty rule you preach, but never actually practice?

>>> I don’t preach beauty rules, so I can’t answer this question.

#11. Which way do you face in the shower?

>>> I turn each and every way =)

#12. Do you have any ‘weird’ body ‘skills’?

>>> I can twitch my ears voluntarily. It freaks people out and then they try to move the muscles with their fingers and look ridiculous while failing.

#13. What’s your favorite comfort food thats ‘bad’ but you love to eat it anyways?

>>> Hmm. Ice-cream.

#14. What’s a phrase or exclamation you always say?

>>>’But, like,…’ -In French – ‘Mais comme…’

#15. Time to sleep, what are you actually wearing?

>>> A hoodie way to large for me (I could change clothes in it), a tank top underneath and pajama bottoms.

—And, of course, I TAG YOU PEOPLE WHO ARE READING THIS. So do it and comment a link.

The Flat Iron

ALL HAIL THE FLAT IRON, FOR IT HAS ARRIVED. I will now take a picture. Or four.

^ The switch and the adjust-temperature-thingy.

^ What it looks like.

^ I love the roses on the outside.

^What the ceramic plates look like.

A review should be up soon, based on my using it on myself.

Edit: I hath uploaded a very brief review – actually, it’s more like an afterthought. It is here – third paragraph after the list at the beginning. The lack of mention in the title does not mean I linked the wrong post.

Aliens

On Freshly Pressed today I found quite possibly the most useful post ever. Here it is: http://livenerddierepeat.wordpress.com/2011/11/15/what-to-do-if-youre-the-first-human-to-make-contact-with-aliens/

It is, have you might have noticed, a tutorial on how to make friends with aliens. Read it and tell me what you think ^^Because I just forgot what I was going to say. ‘Til next time!

Music: Shinkai Shoujo (Deep-sea girl) – Hatsune Miku

–Kerri Lyss.

Careers, Irons and Karaoke.

Careers

Guys, I have decided. I’m going to be a proofreader, get rich and buy myself a castle for my girlfriend, my friends and me.

…I kid. Never in this life am I going to afford a manor, let alone a castle. But I am seriously considering becoming a proofreader. It’s like a three-in-one job for me: I like reading, I can find mistakes quickly and the pay seems good. Besides, my mom wants me to go study languages.

Of course, I don’t have a one-track mind when it comes to careers. I still want to be a writer, a jeweler, a designer and hairdresser. (Notice that they all have nothing to do with science? Good.)

For those who don’t know, a proofreader is someone who looks for grammatical, spelling and punctuation mistakes in documents, manuscripts – in one word, texts. A proofreader also checks to make sure any and all historic or scientific facts are accurate.

Irons

My friend got a flat iron from her sister (who ordered it online) and tested it on me. (She likes playing with – read: destroying- my hair.) The results were awesome and I’m thinking of getting one for myself with the birthday money my aunt gave me. I might make a review if I do actually buy it. I forgot the brand, so I can’t ask for thoughts on it…

Karaoke

Today I watched several Karaoke challenges online, and I’m thinking on doing a Vocaloid one. Problem is, I don’t know many – just the Evil saga, Kokoro, Cantarella, Magnet and Alice Human Sacrifice (which is the perfect song for Halloween). If someone could list more titles below I’d be really grateful and post a video of me doing a challenge once I know their lyrics.

Also, I made a karaoke video the other day! It’s a duet version of Servant of Evil, for those who like singing with friends.

Here it is: 

So that’s all for this post, it’s really short, but I forgot what I wanted to say the moment I logged in.

–Kerri Lyss.

 

The Day of My Birth. And Haters.

So, today (November 8 ) is the day of my birth – i.e, my birthday, and so far (as of 8:59 pm) it has been the best ever.

Yesterday I went out the whole day with four of my closest friends – three girls, one boy, the poor thing – and we had bubble tea, cheesecake, fried crab sticks and poutine. (Poutine is a Quebec dish; it’s basically fries with gravy and mozzarella.)  One of the girls could not stop picking a fight with the boy and together they embarrassed the heck out of us.

After 3 hours at the bar/lounge/restaurant/thing we wandered down to a deserted part of Old Montreal, where people can walk by opposite the dock. My male friend scared us to death when he climbed atop an old structure that was quite high off the ground. I wanted to slap him.

We got to watch the sun set, half hidden by the city skyline… which was blech, but the colors in the sky was pretty. I tried recreating it with color pencils once – didn’t work. I will make another attempt, once I finish the two ongoing drawings I have now. Other drawings I have are here: http://vmpnproudofit.deviantart.com/gallery/# I haven’t added any for a while; I will once I finish the newest ones.

For presents I got: a SHINee poster, a set of SHINee jewelry, awesome weather, a free bubble tea, Oreo cheesecake, sushi, 100% on a Science exam, the notification ‘Kim Jonghyun likes this’ and a pimple. Oh, and double Lucifer playing – on my iPod and on Facebook. Also, freshly-squeezed lemon juice for a face mask, instead of processed. (Yay!) There might have been more, but they don’t come to mind at the moment.

(It was a fake Kim Jonghyun, but I was starstruck just reading it. It was EPIC, yo.)

I loved everything. Even dinner today was awesome, it involved cheese. I love cheese. Also, my girlfriend sent me a birthday song! It goes: Happy Birthday to you~ Happy Birthday to you~ I swear I didn’t finish all the birthday cake~ Happy Birthday to you! I. LOVE. IT. Though I wouldn’t have minded if she did indeed finish the cake.

I will, of course, put on photos of the SHINee poster and jewelry, the exam (y’know, for the nerds out there) and the notification, the lemon juice, but not the dinner because I – well, I ate it, nor the pimple because I’m treating it at the moment. Also, posting a picture of a pimple strikes me as w-t-f.

In fact, here’s the notification.

I cannot seem to get over it. Squee. Nor the jewelry. Double squee. Nor the – I should stop, shouldn’t I?

On another note, I was reading this – http://www.whof.net/hatemail.htm – with my friend when she pointed something out: almost all haters have atrocious spelling and/or grammar. What is up with this? My friend thinks it’s becoming a stereotype for haters to write badly, and I agree. I mean, the shoe fits 99% of hater comments I’ve seen so far.

I find this very… budiagrvksdn, personally. According to another friend, I’m what some would call a ‘Grammar Nazi’ – someone who believes it’s their duty to attempt to correct any grammar and/or spelling mistakes they observe, according to urbandictionary(dot)net – but really, I would stop correcting people if they stopped making stupid mistakes people make in primary school. Writing you’re instead of your, for instance; some students in my English class make that mistake, yet they complain when the teacher keeps re-explaining the difference.

(I’m trying to undo the correcting reflex I’ve developed, though. It’s working so far. However, reflexive correcting has saved me numerous times while writing…)

I don’t have much to talk about for this post; photos will be edited in as post-script. For now, goodbye ^^

Music: Shiroi NO Musume (Daughter of White) – Yowane Haku (Vocaloid)

–Kerri Lyss

P/S: budiagrvksdn is not a word. It is Yaoiiantian for I-can’t-find-the-word-to-describe-it.

P/P/S: I PASSED MY ASSISTANT MONITOR CLASS. Yay~!

P/P/P/S: The SHINee jewelry and lemon juice I finally got around to uploading. I can’t take photos of the poster nor the exam, the first because it’s too big and the second because I gave it in.

The bracelet says ‘KEY’ on the other side, which is awesome.

The lemon juice and my creepy shadow holding it up. I can’t seem to open the jar anymore.

 

Happy All Hallows’ Eve, guys.

First off, sorry if the silence I left after the last blog was depressing and awkward. There were exams and my brother was (is) addicted to Team Fortress 2.

So today was Halloween! Hope you guys enjoyed whatever it was you did.

Last year I borrowed a Ciel Phantomhive costume (which was epic fail; it wasn’t fitted because I’m, like, small, and she’s like, not), but this year, my school decided that you had to pay 1$ if you were going to school disguised or in street clothes. (There wasn’t a uniform last year, so no fee.) Well, I wanted my dollar for coffee, so I went in uniform.

(Yes, coffee > street clothes. Don’t ask.)

When I got there my friend #2  demanded why I did not have on MBLAQ – Cry makeup, like I promised. (I do not remember such a promise.) But she had eyeliner and eyeshadow and everything, so I was went ‘yeah sure why not?’

My mother, when I got home, was like: “What happened to your eyes? o.o”

So (but you saw this coming) here’s a comparison. Pardon my lighting.

You should notice who is who by now.  I failed at the inner corner and will now make up an excuse: the brush was angled and a bitch.

In any case, I’m already planning for next year because I’m going to begin work in January as an Aquatic Security Monitor (I love literal translations) where I will be teaching the cutest little devils to swim without dying. Next year I want to go to the Otakuthon (like Comic Con, but better because there is Yaoithon, except that’s 18+ and I’m not) in cosplay, too, so that will take some money and a lot of ninja skills.

Although I could use the costume from Otakuthon for Halloween. Provided it’s not too cold by then.

I wanted to go as a student from Vampire Knight this year, but I was broke. (Even though it was the least expensive there was.) However, this year I’m thinking of getting something I’ll actually like, preferably male. (I do not know why.) (I also have to cease with the parentheses.) Although Vocaloid right now sounds rather appealing… ANYWAY. We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it.

How did you spend All Hallows’ Eve? Did you wear a costume? If so, I wanna see… You know where to put it – the comments below! ^^

Music: I’m Falling for You – chestersee on Youtube.

–Kerri Lyss

P/S: the music is something I thought would be awesome. Basically, I note the song I’m listening to when I finish writing. Here’s to hoping it’ll work~

P/P/S: Who is your favorite Vocaloid? I like all of them 😀

P/P/S: I really feel like singing right now.

ARGH.

I’m most likely going to look back and think myself immature and a complainer, and you’ll probably agree with me, but I need to get this out, so bear with me or just go somewhere else, can’t really care right now. (Also, I normally don’t complain, like, at all.)

So. I may seem ungrateful, but right now, I really want to leave this house and never come back. Why? Because my mother likes holding grudges that have nothing to do with her.

You know how siblings always fight? Well, my brother (unfortunately) and I fight slightly more than usual. So we had a great row yesterday, and 10 HOURS LATER, SHE HASN’T LET IT GO YET. TEN. HOURS. LATER. She acts as if she’s the victim around here!

So this morning (just now, actually) while cooking, she just says, out of the blue “You and David* like fighting, don’t you?” What. Is. Wrong. With. Her? When I don’t answer, she continues, “I noticed you usually are the one to resort to physical means – ” YES, MOTHER. BECAUSE HE HASN’T TRIED TO HIT ME WITH A FOLDING STOOL WHOSE LEGS ARE STEEL. OF COURSE NOT. PFFT, WHY WOULD HE DO THAT?

ARGH. I still can’t get over the chair thing.

And then she starts acting like I enjoy fighting, and says, “You think you’re so heroic, fighting your own brother? You’re not Saddam Hussein, okay, nor Gadhafi, so stop this fighting.”

Now, her usual think-you’re-so-heroic-slash-funny speech, annoys me, but I ignore it even though it’s unbelievably stupid. But this is the first time she implies, albeit subtly, that I liken myself to a terrorist or a tyrant. I cannot believe she just said that and trust you me, I want to slap her. WHAT DOES SIBLING RIVALRY HAVE TO DO WITH MASS MURDER?

But no, she’s not done, yet, contrary to popular belief. No – then she starts comparing me to my 17-YEAR-OLD-COUSINS. “Natalie* and Daniel* never fight, why can’t you be more like them?”

ARSEHOLE, IF YOU WANT CHILDREN LIKE THEM, SWITCH WITH YOUR BROTHER AND HIS WIFE. AM I TO TOLERATE THIS BLATANT DISPLAY OF AFFECTION FOR THE REST OF MY ADOLESCENCE?

Because once I’m 18 you can bet anything I am moving out. It’s not that I’m ungrateful, it’s that I’m this close to depression every time this happens.

The solution is to talk it out with her, you might say. Problem is, every time I try, she gets defensive and twists everything I say to offend herself, then calls me ungrateful, rude. I’ve tried countless times. If you have anymore ideas besides (1) talking it out and (2) bear it for 2 more years, I’m all ears.

Since I’m at it, I guess I should get it all out right now. It’s surprising, the number of things I haven’t gotten over yet.

My school gives you a check when you get Best Academic Results, Best Attitude and/or Most Effort. (I swear they sound better in French.) So for two years straight, I’ve won Best Results and got 30$ Last year, about two months before the ceremony, she was like, “You better study hard and get good grades, or the school won’t give you money.” Her words, not mine.

– Yes, mother, because my sole purpose of going to school is GETTING YOU CHECKS FOR 30$.

The last thing I have to rant about is her morbid fascination with communication. You see, I like to write on the laptop, and I like to listen to music when I write, and I like Korean and Japanese songs. Some time ago she teased me about my taste in songs in a way that hurt me a bit. So from then on I never sang in front of her, and every time I listen to music I wear earphones.

Well, apparently she dislikes earphones and I wear them to often. What, so I’m supposed to give you a chance to offend me again? – But I take them off and use the speakers instead.

And then she says that SHINee’s Ring Ding Dong sounds like Indian music, with a tone that implies that’s a bad thing.

First of all, it’s Korean. Second, IT DOES NOT SOUND INDIAN, IT SOUNDS KOREAN. DIFFERENCE!

And I don’t how I got there, but at one point at my uncle’s house, my three aunts and two uncles started saying that I was rude to my face, for like, absolutely no reason at all, even though they should know by now it’s how I am.

You have no idea how much I wanted o say ‘I’m not rude, just blatantly honest.”

….Okay I should stop about here; this post will never end otherwise. I hope you won’t hate me now, but if you do… I’ll deal with you another time.

–Kerri Lyss.

P/S: Tell me, who cares about what they look like when thy’re about to stay home all day and do nothing? Do you care if you look sick because you’re in your pajamas? I don’t. My mother does.