Big Hero 6 or Mockingjay Part 1 ?

Yes. It has been a long time since I blogged. Literally.

What am I doing now ? Planning on how to make a perfect camp at my house. Not my intentions , of course. And what happened to those who suggested on doing this in the first place ? They decided Not, to join. But , hey , who could blame them ? Guess we won't have to eat marshmallows by the bonfire , then.

We are currently looking for a third party. Hopefully God is willing to answer my prayer and let anyone join. It's like , did they say it as a joke ? And I fell for it ? Perhaps. Still , there is no one to blame here. I , too , shouldn't let my excitement get the better of me. It was also a hurried idea. We didn't know what we were saying.

Let bygones be bygones ?

Agreed.

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Right. As my lovely sister and I , the short one, are printing out the schedules while blabbering about this disaster , I am not here to use my skills in giving out harsh opinions toward my companions. Instead , I am going to talk about movies. Yes. Here it goes...

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For your information , I also dream to be a film critic. It sounds fun. I know, I am pretty talented. (HAHAHAHAHAHAHA) Ignore my Pride. He's a bit giddy.

So , Mockingjay Part 1 & Big Hero 6...

This is proof that I really went to watch these movies in the cinemas. Alright , the comparisons/opinions on an adaptation motion picture and an animated movie.

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Mockingjay was , terrible. Honest. I mean, it was 2 hours long and most of the time there was just... Talking. Part 1 was just mainly about defining the rebellion and bla , bla , bla...

I hope that Part 2 will Not be a rush. I mean , Part 1 was a slap on the face. 

It basically focused on how Katniss plated a vital role on becoming 13's mockingjay. And , more , conversations.

There is nothing else I could say about this movie. It was plain enough to miss this sequel and wait patiently for the last movie of The Hunger Games. Hey , you could save your money.

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Has anyone seen The Artist ? You know , the black-and-white and silent film ? The Oscar Winning Film ? 

I couldn't remember which part did I cried. No , it wasn't a sad movie nor did I cried after laughing so hard when I watched it. I cried because it was Beautiful. 

There are 3 types of splendid movies : The laugh-out-loud ones , the heartwarming ones with a climax that will make you shed into tears, and the rarest of them all, a very , astonishing motion picture that contained deep emotion in it.

Big Hero 6 was like that. Yeah , it was hilarious , yet also... Disney made me remember how wonderful it was to be a child. I KNOW , I'm only a teenager but That movie made me feel , like a younger version of myself. 

Do you get it ? Big Hero 6 , with its beautifully cinematography , well-written story, ardouring characters (Baymax!) - Disney managed to capture everyone's hearts and snapped us a while from reality and reminded us the feeling about Pure happiness. 

It reminded us that we could still love the way Hiro and Baymax loved each other as spectators would love a movie so.

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I recommend you , readers , to watch Big Hero 6. It would be a blast. 

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As Walt Disney quoted, 

"If the story is good , the picture might be good. If the story is not good ; Good music and visual effects would not save the picture."

I. need. food. :(

I open today's blog with a Nugget Meme. Yes, I love nuggets. Chicken Nuggets, to be precise. They're crunchy, and they are hot. Nuggets make me happy. FOOD makes me happy.

I mainly for two reasons : When I am hungry, and when I am bored. Problem is : I get bored all the time.

Sometimes, I tend to spend my money on excessive food intake. Weird thing is... I'm still skinny as heck. Yes, you might think that I am this thin, unhealthy, soul but I am not. Literally, my BMI states that I am balanced. Which means that this gal is, just right.

Nuggets are very delicious. They. Are. A. Fugging. Wonder. To. Behold. Cheers for the Nugget Creator! They are such nice people.

Right, about the money thing. When I decided to stay back at school, I often avoid from going to the canteen. Why? Well, FOOD will drive me to buy LOADS of FOOD and BOOM. CLAP. Where did all my money go? Yeah, it all went to the school's canteen.

But I love FOOD. Who doesn't?

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I have no idea what to do in my life anymore. PT3 has ended and I am stuck with sleeping and staring at my phone for endless of hours. I hate that.

However, dear readers, I shall stop this nasty habit by starting on reading my novels and try to build... abs. AHHAAHAHAHHAHA, I know, right? Bullshiz.

It's this wager my friends made and I am NOT going to lose on this bet. Hahahahaha.

Yeah, my writing skills suck. Thesaurus- I shall spend my little infinity with you, then.

Keep Calm and Love Nuggets.

one exam ended, another one starts...

Hello. It has been a long time since I haven't been blogging. Because of PT3 . It's funny, though: Today you're feeling on top of the world and exhaled an air of relief and happiness that you are FINALLY liberal from one of the biggest exams in your life. Next you're back on sleeping late due to the fact that you DID NOT study earlier when another exam is up. 

Well, I am glad to say : I won't practise this habit anymore. Bullshid, right? 

Still, since I learnt my lesson (Clearly), I think I should study... I mean, NOT studying like crazy because THAT would be bonkers. It's just that I think I am just going to NOT procrastinate HARDCORE. 

Okay. This, I promise everyone. By the way, I am currently reading If I Stay by Goyle Forman. You know, the Chloë Grace Moretz motion picture. 

These pictures represent my tables and bed during PT3.
To put it all in a nutshell, PT3 was actually better than PMR. Because, well, I don't need to focus on Geography and History. Yeah, I am a lazy person.
To top it off, it's only 1 Paper for each subject.
If God is willing, I would like to have good results. To make my family proud. Teehee.

Well, I am going to watch The Big Bang Theory now. "He" is helping me to download movies. Yay! How can I live without him? :) Just kidding, I can, obviously. I said Bye to him and HE WAVED BACK.

Yups, This shall be all. Hopefully (!) I will score my exams with satisfaction and joy.

Live long and Prosper.

MISSION TIME !

"Nothing is easy in life. Nor will it ever be. We just need to keep fighting for what we want and what we love."
-Hafuy

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It has been 15 years and 3 days now. PT3 is left with 23 days to go. I intended on not studying for English at home. Just at school. So I may focus more on the other 4 subjects.

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Okay.

Basically , I have to stop for a while on blogging. Not like ANYONE would care, right? I mean, I am just an invisible person that is too afraid to use her real name to write her heart out on this website, for crying out loud.

Still, I cannot fathom why did I start to do this in the first place. Hmmmmm.....

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I think it's because of a) I saw my friend do it so I just gave it a swing , b) to save paper from writing tons and tons of my opinions and c) I love English and being a movie critic so I thought that this would save me from continuing on what I love.

Yeah, that's it.

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Since I received two notebooks for my birthday , I guess this online blogging habit of mine shall put to an end.

BUT....

*awesome theme song appears on background*

This. Is. Not. The. End. Of . This. Unicorn.

Which this post is all about. My life is boring. Nothing awesome happened, yet. Waiting for something to fall from a sky so I can share it with you guys.

Mission at the moment : Only blog when something really interesting is going on. Not a spontaneous one which is what I am currently doing now.

Perhaps after PT3.

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To Geben , Shane , and those who are reading this somewhere in my country , or in America, or Alaska, or any other places that I do not know of.... Thanks. For appreciating my existence.

Albeit my blogs aren't awe-inspiring as John Green's novels, I still am grateful for being able to enjoy English by participating in this captivating activity.

Thank you. I shall write our moments in my new journal.

Sometimes , you need to get your ass out of the couch and make the best of it. You may never know what you're going to get if you keep sitting in your comfort zone.

Cheers, then. For those crazy moments that we regret on taking. It's what makes us human : We're freaks. In a good way.

We're ourselves and we should be proud of it. Before I end my boring post , I tell you this (whoever might be reading this) :

You are what you are. And you are special. Do not let anyone tell you different.

Prince Harry , Jenna Marbles. and Me!

So , the Million Dollar question for today is : What does Prince Harry , Jenna Marbles, and me have in common ?

Prince Harry is, you know, a prince. And he comes from a royal bloodline. Jenna Marbles is a funny , truthful , Youtuber who has more subscribers than Ryan Higa. And there's me , a not-famous nerdfighter. Now, you're probably wondering : WHAT do they have in common ?

Well,  here's what : We all have the same birthdays ! Yes , I know, a lot to take in , right?

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So , I hope that I may watch The Maze Runner soon.


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This is my dog , Padfoot. 

Yes, we (my family and I) named it after Sirius Black from

 Harry Potter.

Padfoot is a good dog. He behaves by shutting up when we wash him weekly. So flies won't attack his body and he wouldn't smell awful, like today. Sorry , folks , I am a busy girl. But we shall bathe him this upcoming Saturday. 

Padfoot's lying on our floor with his flies. 

I love dogs. They're so... Adorable. And, of course, loyal. I also have Tongs. We finally realized that it was supposed to be Prongs (Another Harry Potter character) but it was too late. So , we had to call Tongs, Tongs. 

Dogs guard the house. To top it off , they lick you ! 

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Okay. From birthday parties to dogs. Way to go...

Anyways , I would like to thank God and my parents for making me to become a part of the idiot who lives on Earth.
My Friends who wished me a Happy Birthday , but hey, everyone is supposed to do that so I don't have to be super delighted when I log in to my Facebook Account.

"Oh , look ! 20++ people wished me on my Wall." (Sarcastically)

My parents sang a birthday song like drunk people becaus ethey just woke up precisely at 12.00 a.m. today. So , thanks guys.

A certain somebody texted me and I literally CRIED. Tears of joy rolled down on my cheeks because tbe message was so sweet. He quoted John Green's infinities and I laughed and I cried. The reason why I was so emotional was due to the fact that he remembered about how much I love John Green and his novels and he, a computer geek but not a book-lover actually took the time to quote it.

It's amazing how someone actually remembers what you said not because how much you say it to them , but how they actually listen.

Don't you feel a bit happy when someone gives you your favourite coffee order, appreciating their knowledge concerning you ? (Kurt and Blaine ; Glee)

That's how I felt.

Therefore , thank you. To him. For listening.

To my family. For loving. For caring.
To God.
To Padfoot and Tongs. For eating the bones and the leftovers.

To Italian Food. For being a part of my birthday dinner.

my Unicorn

I believe to those who are keen on taking "Selfies" are not mentally ill (Media says yes, though). Truthfully , it symbolizes how they appreciate their existence in the world. Thus, reducing the number of suicide actions due to the fact that they are taking pictures of themselves , thinking that they are pretty, living souls.

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It's that time of the year again.
Where a particular BIG examination is just around the corner, and you are staring right in front of your laptop fiddling with words that comes up on your mind. Hooray for being skilled in language. Not. Let's just say that enjoying writing (or in this case , typing) for hours to increase awareness throughout the world screaming how you are also in this world like everyone else is a blessing. And a curse.

Anyhow, I am still hiding my true identity by using a new account behind a name that is not mine. Actually , it was supposed to be my actual name but my parents decided to name me another saint's name. I cannot imagine what would I be or who will I become if my name was literally , Delilah. Would I still be a nerd who fights against World Suck? Would I still love listening to music from Anime Soundtracks? Would I be head over heels on a guy that I like now?

Who knows, right ? I mean, will a name that is labelled just for you for 14 years and 362 days will alter your entire life? Yes , my birthday is coming really soon and I expect it to be a typical day : Me reading Sarah Crossan , studying BM and Maths, perhaps. Log in to Facebook, Have a dinner with my family... My 15th year of being a girl has ended.

Nevertheless, I am grateful (?) to live with a family who loves me , friends who make me laugh, a fruit that I would probably spend my little infinities with , novels that makes me feel like I can travel through other dimensions by experiencing describable sensations from John green to Harper Lee to Brandon Sanderson to Annabelle Pitcher's masterpiece, music that causes me to forget what I wanted to get when I walk into my room, and God, for giving me a not-so-miserable life that I can still control.

(Inhales pure , delicious , oxygen )

Now, let me bring everyone back on today's motion...

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Yes , I am a... (glances at surroundings) unicorn in disguise... SHHHHHHHHH!
I might  get caught because of my aberration. There's nothing much I would like to talk about. Unicorns are beautiful creatures. Yes, again, another peculiarity of mine. I'm a bit on the weird side. *Snorts* Can't really tell where I am now, I'm at my secret hideout-

Could this be ? Chunibyo ?

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You might be wondering : Why ?

Urmmm , this , is an excellent question. However , even I cannot fathom how I got into this shithole. I think being in Debate and my roller coaster life really gave me pressure so I thought I needed a happy , enthusiastic image of something to ease my mind. So I decided to envisage on unicorns. Because they're so happy , so cheerful , like cotton candy sheep. So fluffy and pink...

I guess society thought I was the unicorn. But in reality , "Unicorn " is just my escape word when I am feeling moody or pissed off or when I am down in the dumps. Just saying that single word of an "unreal" creature makes me think about the rest of the unreal things in life. Like Happiness. A thing that can't be seen nor touch. You feel it in your bones. Unicorn just represents all of my happy thoughts. My delirious Headquarters of endless enthusiasm. My Wondla.

When I mentioned the word to my companions , I am not referring to the mythical creatures that is told in folk tales. I am talking about my Happy Place. Unicorn.

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But it would be too late to explain this to everyone. So , I guess I have to stuck with this nickname for a while. Don't get me wrong, I love being called a unicorn. I got used to it after a while. Maybe Unicorn , my happy place, the location where I can be myself, is me. I am the Unicorn.

Time to find your own Unicorn.

Sincerely,

an odd geek who is addicted to unicorns.
a lazy extrovert.

HE SAID "BYE" TO ME !!! *Best (blank) of ma lifeee*

"Am I , a part of the cure ? Or am I part of the disease ? "

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I was (finally!) doing Maths (Hallelujah!) in class while waiting for my mom to pick me up. It was listening to this lecture about the awareness of women's health issues , scrubbing our skins with gel that is made up of cotton , and were introduced to a better type of sanitary napkins. Interesting.

As I was saying, I was doing Linear Inequalities in class and some comrades of mine were playing chess. After a few minutes, they decided to leave. I was still fiddling with my own calculations when out of the blue, someone bid farewell , along with mentioning my name. I slowly looked at the person who said it and...

At first , I just raised up my hand, symbolizing I appreciated him noticing of my presence in the classroom. LIKE A BOSS. When he "evacuated" the location (my class) , he and his gang left and went wandering about for another half hour. It took a long time for me to absorb whatever happened. And then I smiled and laughed like a lunatic. HE SAID BYE TO ME ! WOO-HOO.

American Authors's song filled my mind time and time again as I recalled on today's brief moment. Whoa, WOW . He. Said. Bye. To. Me.

Oh. My. Unicorn.

OH MY UNICORN !!!

I didn't believe it. I mean, he's such a shy person, yet he actually was brave enough to do that. I mean, if you are one of his classmates, or Geben,  who might be reading this, they'll know that what he did was completely unexpected. Right , guys ? *claps*

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I reek of sweat. My sweat glands must be working very well. So, I would say that today wasn't my best day , but preferably one of my best moments in life. I just felt so , happy . Don't get me wrong , when someone you are fond of did or say something to you , there's this feeling when your stomach is giggling, which make you giggle ,too.

Truth is , my best day hasn't happened yet.

Oh , yeah. A reminder : His smile makes my heart MELT. I don't care if no one agrees with me. That's fine with me , that means : less competition.

My birthday is coming up soon. PT3 is right around the corner. Mockingjay-Part 1 will be released in November. Sometimes , I cannot fathom why does oneis so desperate for fame. Who knows. Some things are meant to be that way , I assume. Opinions will just be cast aside. Unless you're in a debate. Then you need to convince the adjudicators that your opinions should be the one standing.

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I guess I need to get ready for tuition, now. Fairfarren , invisible readers.

Something's stuck in my nose... Another entry

This is how my life usually begins, when I finally decided to stop procrastinating. I turned off my home's Wi-Fi, looked at my MESSY table, and lie on my bed and sleep...

I woke up. And it's like, 1900 hours. Dafuq just happened. So, I sighed. I greeted my parents who came home from work, watch Anime, looked, again, at my table, and... I end up on reading a novel.

I felt tired and exhausted so I prayed and slept. Hoping that tomorrow will be different. Wishing that one day I would wake up from my old habit of wasting my time to actually... Do. My. Maths. Homework.

Some days (Thank God) , I actually study. I told myself to "fast" the Internet, hide my tab in my sister's closet, push aside the stuff on my table and did my studying.

Confession time~ I HATE homework. But I LOVEEEE studying. Not sure why. But I made an assumption that the reason that I keep on delaying my homework (especially Maths) is due to the fact that I have to copy down the questions then I get to solve the problems. I mean, Reality Check : Most questions are sooooooooo Long. Studying is freer (?) . You just write what you comprehend and it assists you to become smarter.

Anyone with me on this ?

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Do you know that moment when you finally got that excessive, dried mucus from your nostrils and you feel like you can BREATHE. Probably feeling that you are o  top of the world ? Same here.

Now, I can't have that luxurious feeling , yet. I might get this thing over with when I publish this entry and do a poem for a school magazine. I shall do 7 undone Math chapters tomorrow.

I don't get it. My Maths workbook keep on disappearing. I lost it for the second time already. Deva ju... My thesaurus was MIA as well. Twice. Dang, So much to do ! French the llma !

I guess this is somehow a punishment from Above that is is what I get for just throwing my things at random places. Better start soon , I assume. Never put off till tomorrow what can be done today.

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Blogging seems fun. It is like a journal, but online. I wrote journals, once upon a time. Writing can be fun.

To put it all in a nutshell, I hope that someone out there will read my entries and maybe drop a comment so I know how can I help you in some way ? I can teach you how to make caramel at home (JUST BURN SUGAR AND IT WORKS) or how to debate 101 .

God bless to those who are having a tough time to inhale pure , delicious, oxygen and I bid you all farewell.

My Formula in Getting Better

" You don't get to choose if you get hurt in this world. But you do have some say in who hurts you."

People should stop this romanticism of suicide. It's insane. Everyone is born into the world for a reason, you just have to find that out yourself.

Sure, the Earth would still rotate, the stars and the Moon would still be here but we do not want them without you.

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It is a fact that nobody is perfect. Everyone will eventually fall from a year of success in their examinations, lose from a debate tournament, broken into pieces from a relationship, teased or criticized by your friends or teachers, and maybe fail in a Maths test. As my favorite author would put it, "Pain demands to felt".

That's the thing about pain. That's the thing of life. That's the thing of, well, everything. And when you think you are on the edge of ending it, of deciding on " Oh, yeah, here's a rope, so, yeah, okay, I'll just do it. No one loves me anyway."

Wrong. Just imagine what will your family do? Your classmates? God? Imagine : Your family would CRY and would still hope that you will come back to them and laugh WITH you. Your closest friends? Do you really want to add on to their burden list? How about your Creator? Don't let me touch about religion because you know what my answer would be.

What I'm trying to say is : Suicide is not the answer. When you do something, there must be a price to pay. And do you want OTHER PEOPLE to pay YOUR price ? Do you literally want to see your parents to suffer more because of you?

If you are reading this, beat it from your own laptop at home, a school's library desktop , or even from a far country from whoever is writing this - I'm here for you. I am writing for you. I am procrastinating (again!) to try my very best on helping a depressed soul from doing the wrong move.

I am not judging you. Trust me, I have my own issues, too. I'm short, and I wear spectacles for crying out loud! I'm a nerd who fight against World Suck and I'm bad in Bahasa Malaysia (no offense, teacher) . But I don't mind my weaknesses because I know that crying and moaning won't help me to decrease my problems. I know that the only way to recover from your fall is to GET UP.

I study Bahasa Malaysia for days straight so I can prove to everyone that I can actually do this, I CAN improve a C to a B. I should be grateful that I have at least two hands with 8 fingers and 2 thumbs than to have miss a few. I thanked God for even helping me to utilize a device that will overcome my problem for seeing. Albeit I get criticized a lot, but that is how we learn.

Look at Thomas Edison, he failed countless of times, but did he stop there? NO. He got his ass up and tried again and again. If he ended his life then and there, we would all be scared and hopeless in the dark.

I live for 15 years and now I have the formula on how to stop myself from having any negative thoughts in life. A formula to get better.

1, Pray.
2, No matter what people say, just smile and walk away .
3,  Keep moving forward.

1 + 2 + 3 = To live the next 6 days of happy contemplation.
The 7th day of the week should be reserved for ... HOMEWORK TIME !

This is my formula to see the sunny side of life. SO, please, readers and bloggers, don't be selfish to think that you aren't important. Because you are. If you think your life is crap , think about a turtle, being flipped over. Just stay true to who you are and you will go far. Live your life with light, so when you get lost in a whirlpool of depression, remember : Light will always get rid of the dark.

Now, I ask you this : What will you do next?