Drama Quen

Doing house chores and running around like Cinderella seemed a pretty horrible way to start off a morning. Nevertheless, after doing the dishes, taking clothes from the washing machine to dry them in the sun and cleaning the dining table, I finally took a nice cold shower and got dressed. What ran through my mind was what was going to happen later in the afternoon until at night.

I dressed up in the same clothes as I wore before and let my hair down loose, smiling to myself. I got into the car and I smile once more but this time to you. We hung out at the same place, went to the same restaurant and did the things we would usually do, except going to a movie, well, there weren't any tickets left.

The afternoon passed, evening came, then night. You sent me home, kissed me on the cheek and hugged me goodbye and drove off.

It wasn't exactly what I had expected in the afternoon. No, it wasn't more than what I expected. It was what I didn't expect. Honestly, that wasn't the best date I have ever been on, but I felt happy. Words can definitely express how I feel but I rather not type it all out. That picture, keeps me smiling, knowing we are still happy with each other.

Happy seez-mons-sary love!


Toodles with lots of love,
Alanna the Banana

Dear readers,

Forgive me for my tiny obsession. =DDDD

One of the many pictures in GQ mag. I so need to buy that issue.

Wet t-shirt competition, he wins them all~

Awww... That's just sweet

I apologize if I have loads of post about Lautner, like I said, tiny obsession right now. =D Yes, tiny.

All pictures, credits to Just Jared and other gossip sites. =D


Toodles with love,
Alanna the Banana

I know it's like 3 am right now but I just couldn't really sleep. So I was blog hopping and there I was staring at Sarah's blog and there he was in Sarah's blog. I couldn't help it. I don't fancy the idea of the Twilight series turning into movies. Hmm, I read the books earlier, couldn't help but not like the series. But anyway, I did catch the New Moon. For 2 reasons. To laugh at Edward. And to look at Jacob. Taylor Lautner. <3

*drools*

*sigh*

This is hot. *faints*

And if he is really going out with Taylor Swift, I APPROVE!

Seriously, he is fine. Sarah, you are so right, the lip biting is hot. Sorry love, couldn't help it. =D Forgive me if I can't take my eyes of the screen.


Toodles with a new eye candy,
Alanna the Banana


P.S. you'll always be my eye candy. Lautner is like, a second one. =D

It's been quite awhile since I surfed the net. I've been bumming around so much, I don't even lift the cover of my Mac to check Facebook no more. I guess I'm not a Mukabuku addict. =D
Anyway, just wanna make a special shoutout to someone. Though, it is quite a belated one. Better late than never right?

To the youngest (and sluttiest) Kaki in the group,

HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY

FIONA KEE

I was in the same class with her in Form 1 and I never talked to her much. Except when she first came, I asked her how was Cempaka and asked about my friends there. I really thought she was such a sweet girl. (Girl, don't go all smiling now. Cause I know you are. We all know you're not that 'sweet' =D)

Anyway, time passed and before both of us knew it, we got into college. And there we were, placed in the same class. She stuck with Kat, I stuck to Kavi. Mok, well, he was trying to make his new nickname work but epic phail la. He still got stuck with Mok. hehe.

So this girl, with the new hair colour (you look better with it), still seemed quiet to me. Till one fine day in February, she came clubbing with Kat and I. And there she was, dressed all suitable for clubbing, attitude fierce (and got even fiercer later in the year and worse when she is drunk. =P just had to put that in), and my perspective of her, changed. And now, she's one of the most lovable friends I could ever have.

She was there for me. And I hope I was there for her too even though I know I was basically almost always quite out of the picture. I know this girl, went through one hell of an emotional roller coaster ride and girl, I'm proud of you for making it through. <3

And boy was this girl harsh with her comments and opinions. She may be so but you know she has nothing but good intentions. She does, however give comments on unknown people, ok, not that good of an intention but they are sure as hell funny to listen to. =D

Call her a fashionista people, cause she really has good eye for it. She does the FINEST DIY outfits, using the simplest things and making it look like you bought it from an expensive retail store. No kidding, she's good. And she's pursuing in the fashion industry. We're so proud of you fifi, we know you're good and you can definitely be one of the best! We're supporting you babe.

Oh, did I mention she looks like a party girl? Alright, no need to state the obvious but those of you who might not know her, you take one look at her and your brain starts on the primacy effect (only psych students would get this, i guess?). She may look like one party girl, ok, she is one, but she is a nerd. Yeah, she is. I don't wanna get started on how she is in college. I sit next to her, I know. =D She's fantastic in Econs and this is why she is going into Marketing. Fashion marketing that is. Though, she hates Accounts. lol

What I love about her? She funny, smart, hot, understanding, a great friend and other nice things I'm secretly jealous of. I love you Fiona and I know you love me too. xoxo I'll see you soon slut.


Toodles with love,
Alanna the Banana

It's been a year since I kept this blog alive. So here's to wishing my baby Happy Birthday!

Got more pieces to show you guys!!!!!! =DDDD
Since the hols have started and now the high school kids have joined us, malls are starting to get crowded and it is quite annoying to see them around. No offense. Anyway, I just got the drive to cut more pieces out. <3

You guys have played the game before. You probably know it already.

Those are her wings. The lil circles are beads with feathers attached.


The complete piece =D


Chose a grey background she represents the Air element.

Another one? I'll just show you the pictures. =D

Her hair was pretty much hell to cut. Chinese type of bun.

Yeap, she's the Water element.

Her dress is awesome!!!

She has webbed hands. And it looks like she's showing the middle finger.

Chose the blue for her. =D



The four fairies!! =D
I call that a collection!

Toodles with loads of love,
Alanna the Banana

It was one of those days where you woke up knowing that if you were going to have a great day or otherwise. It was the latter for me. Showering the pang of sadness just didn't seem to cut it. Sitting under the shower for at least an hour, closing my eyes and just listening to the water running down from my already-wet hair to my ears, all over my face and to my neck just seemed to make everything worse. The soft sound of running water over my ears would have brought peace and serenity but instead it somehow just deepened my emotions. I got out from the shower with a feeling overwhelming me that today is not just an ordinary day.

I picked up The Notebook from my table and start flipping through the pages. Names of the characters that were once unknown to me now seemed so familiar. Through experience, I've always wanted to watch movies that were based on books. Harry Potter was the first ever movie I've watched with a tied-in fiction book. Big mistake naturally, you would compare it with the book, and setting your hopes so high that you'd eventually be disappointed after catching the movie. Nevertheless, I still watch the series. But then on, I learnt that we should appreciate both the book and the movie. And today, I watch all the movies adapted from the books first and read the books later on when I have the character's faces seared into my mind.

Reading a book is an amazing thing. Placing faces of characters into your imagination, moving them like puppets the way you want them to, making them speak the words written in the dialogue, portraying emotions, as if all of this was happening right in front of you but you are just an invisible figure in the scene. You see what the characters see, you smell what they smell, you feel what they feel. Every word you read, you start filling in the details in your imagination and the thing is what makes it so amazing, all of this, happens right at that moment, almost immediately.

I've now rambled on like I always do. Somehow I just like random things popping into my head, it makes it more, well, it makes my life or rather my mind a more interesting place. So I take the book and start reading about Noah and Allie and their love. One chapter was what I said to myself. One chapter became to one more chapter and that became to one more page. Soon I've past half the spine of the book. The only reason why I occupied myself in reading was not only because the story was interesting but also because to avoid thinking. I just had to fill my mind with someone else's story instead my own. I stopped reading just for lunch. Eating with my parents is not as easy as it seems when you're feeling the contrary of what they were feeling. They were smiling but I was just sad. I tried to smile, but anyone could tell that there wasn't a hint of sincerity or the slightest bit of joy in it. They know you're upset but they decide to wave it off and let you handle it on your own which I appreciated pretty much. I decide to hide it all away even though I knew that they suspected my woe.

Coming back into my room, checking Facebook and Twitter is now a daily or simply an every 5-minute routine. This time, rain falls and I stop reading. The one thing I avoided an hour ago was now being embraced. Tears filled my eyes to the brim and as they were about to fall, I quickly wiped them off and forced myself to suck it up because I couldn't bear to shed another tear this week. I found myself reminiscing the earlier months and thinking how I happy and exuberant I was. I relinquished all worries and nothing else could make me more ecstatic than I was. The more I thought of it, the more I wanted it, and the more I didn't want to let go of the bliss I used to have, not ever, at least not now.

I played the keys of the piano now covered in a layer of dust. The C-major chord gave a joyful sound as all major chords were to supposed to give. A D-Minor was the sound most appropriate to what I feel now. Tchaikovsky's Chant d'automne never sounded more beautiful and sad all at once. One song was all I need to know how I really felt. Tears rolled on my cheek as I felt. And it was after the song when I played that last note, when I felt numb. Numb to the core. And everything else didn't seem to matter.

I knew I was slumped in deep dejection and I believe when one is sad, no one else can feel their sorrow. Here I am, writing this irrelevant post, not for the others but for myself, to remind myself that writing out my melancholy emotion can take things off my mind. The moment I type the last word of this post, ending it with my name, I know I would be my own self once more. But I may be wrong because I've never felt so lonely in my life until now.


Toodles,
Alanna