CLEANING UP MAH ROOM

I did my annual cleaning-up-my-room this morning, and threw away three years worth of textbooks and papers. 

 

After the first hour I had to change into a singlet so I could work faster without feeling really sweaty. There were textbooks, papers, sketchbooks, stationery, workbooks and loads more of junk on the bedroom floor, with only a small path for me to walk from the door to my bed (lol, bed jungle).

I was halfway through my sketchbook coming up with stupid ideas for my story when all of a sudden, I have the urge to make some clay art. So I came downstairs, made a few sphere models, and took them back up to wire some holes into them.

Then I thought of the loads of art material I bought back from Mid Valley yesterday, and remembered I haven’t used a small black box under my bed. So I arranged myself a mini Arts & Crafts Box! Lol, it felt like I was five again  :D.

Then that led to repacking my Refill Box (it’s just a box full of stationery refills). Then I had to put all my glowing sticks into ANOTHER box, which means I had to put my markers (which were originally in that box) into an even bigger box, and after that I tried pulling out my Time Capsule box to rearrange that as well, but all the mountain pile of books were in the way. So there goes me tidying up my room.
Some chain reaction. =A=”’

So anyway, I dealt with my three years worth of textbooks first, which was separated into two piles, since a junior of mine will be coming over next week so she could take the books she want. Those books would be the first pile. which is two years worth. The second pile would be all my workbooks and the textbooks the junior wouldn’t need, which is although a year worth but still taller than the other pile. I put them next to my bed and went on to the school papers.

Damn, there were so many of them around the room! On the chair, at the table, by the pillows of my bed, and most of them on the floor previously hidden my the textbooks. And would you believe that I never threw most of them away for three years straight? So I separated them all into three piles. The first pile would be printed on both sides, and the second pile would be printed on single side, and I could use some more papers to doodle on. Meanwhile, the third and least pile was just interesting doodles and articles, since it is quite rare to find interesting things among school work, haha. Of couse I’m going to send all of the first pile to the recycle center.

It took me triple the hours to arrange them compared to the textbooks, and there’s still two unarranged mountains left of papers, one by the table and one in a column of the Studies book shelf. But my mind was all like, it’s so boring sorting them out already. So I did my last sorting by the study table and ignored the ones in the bookshelves. I put my recycle pile of papers next to the book piles, and from a distance they look like an unnecessary set of stairs leading to my bed, lol.

I wiped away the dust in the darkest corners of my room, did a little more rearranging on my study table, and then washed my hands. Ewww, the soap went all black when I applied it. Then after clearing the Sudokus and other junk from my bed, I thought I was done and finally came back downstairs to Tumblr.
Halfway typing through this, I suddenly realized, I FORGOT TO REARRANGE MY TIME CAPSULE.

Ah, screw that, I’m beat now. I’ll do it on Christmas morning or something. For now I just want some time with my Tumblr.

TUMBLRING!!!

OMGOMGOMG

 

I'M SOOOOOO ADDICTED TO TUMBLR NOW

 

MIGHT NOT POST ANYTHING HERE FOR A FEW DAYS

 

MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Vampire Blakaka.

Forgot to mention my next weirdest dream to anyone today, so Imma blogging again. So yeah, I've been dreaming a hell lot of weird dreams lately. This dream is one of those dream where I hope mom would never know about this, because it's just plain freaky and I hope it will NEVER EVER HAPPEN.

 

So this is one of the rare times that I remember a continuous line of events. My family of three was being chased by some hot, sexy vampire who wanted us dead or something like that, so we tried to lose ourselves among the crowd in a nearby shopping mall. Then my parents got onto the lift while I had to go another way. 

 

Then that vampire caught up on us!!! And then...God, how do I explain this...the lift is made of glass, so I could see mom and dad in there. When the lift started to go upwards, it's like separating layers.Dad stayed down at the ground while mom was going up. Suddenly she jumped off the lift somehow to one of the floors, and then another vampire went and attacked her from the back!
 
Somehow I managed to watch the scene, maybe from a third person's view. When mom fought back, it turns out SHE was a vampire as well and she broke the other vampire into pieces! Like she was made of porcelain or something, GUH.
 
So that's all I remember. Gotta go now.

FINAL DAY OF PMR

Dude, I still have JUECs after this one, damn. But for now, I'll celebrate xD!!! Happy no-more-PMR day!!! Damn, if I were in the mood I'd have even arranged a hangout, except that I didn't. Aw, too bad, but I need to sleep too, damn you. 

 

So yeah, I didn't study for chinese today, and HELL, I actually wrote a freaking STORY for my essay, which usually gets me helluva really low marks, because this is CHINESE. Not english. And me writing stories in chinese is no different from Google Translate. You have no idea, people who do not know chinese at all. I wrote like, 700 characters when the sheet only requested for 220. And let me tell you, 700 is a fucking LOT. It's a miracle I even finished that shit before the time was up! Because my other essay in a different section was like, 500, which is just as much. I could imagine the teacher's expression once she opens my answer sheet. Eyes wide, jaw dropped. Faint. I get a bonus, hell yeah! (Will never happen).

  

The more surprising thing is, I actually used chinese idioms (aka 成语) in there. More than one, I might add. Usually I would just write some random shitty story and be done with it, but wow, PMR must have been stressful to me, because I frikkin' used IDIOMS. The overlong story is usual for me, but the idioms is just out of my character now. GUH. 

 

Then the objective...some are easy, some are plain DIFFICULT, so I'm neutral. But most had said that it was hard when we finally got out of the exam field. Come to think of it, there wasn't even one person cheering that PMR is over and we should totally celebrate together somehow before they go on their own big hangout. Gawd, Jr3 is stressing. 

 

Oh, and I saw my friend Gillian mention on Facebook that our years' PMR was so challenging, it actually got out in the papers! Are you kidding me, it's about time they test us for real! What with all those bullshit questions, but I must say...WHY START WITH OUR YEAR, YOU FUCKING BASTARDS?!?! Can't you torture the juniors instead during 2012? Jesus Christ, is it because you're cancelling PMRs in 2016, and want to make these last years unforgettable or something? BULLSHIT. 

 

That also reminds me that in my year, our UPSRs are also so confusing I saw the media talking about it on television the few days next. And I was like, so is this a huge bonus for us Malaysian kids or something? That would be awesome. I got 5As out of 7 for that, but it wasn't a good thing for me because nearly half of my class got FULL As. Then because of our recent fandom of the Death Note that time, they mimicked L's two-finger pose on their certificates during their 7A photoshoot, LAWL. 

 

Since PMRs stop at 2016, that kinda reminds me that this is a good thing for people born in 2000. But then again, people who are born after 2000 are all illogical and stupid. And rebellious too, I might add. But I doubt that, since our midgets in school are from 1997, and they're awfully noisy enough. But I can't say that I hate everyone more than 6 months younger than me (that's plain age-ist); there's my cousin Ivan born in uh, 2004 (takes me a while to do math, excuse me for now). There's also Crystal and Kristen, born in 1998. They're pretty awesome in the cartoonist club, but I hope not to see their true faces. Oh and that reminds me. Kristen's class has a hell lot of guys framing themselves as gays, so when you go into their classroom, it's practically like a gay pub in there. I'd nosebleed too, if it weren't for the fact they're MIDGETS. 

 

Okay, that looks like a hell lot for today, even though I think I'm not done ranting. Ciao for now. Hope JUECs would be easy on us.

DAY FOUR OF PMR

Acutally I'm typing this 5 in the morning. I have never felt more tired yesterday!!!

 

From the top. Maths was, like I said, peanut. It's so easy people would cry if they didn't get full marks. I did. I wronged two questions in the objective part. Subjective was later also easy, and thank Saomozenth I checked, or I would have made a hell lot of mistakes. Then I came out early, so I went to the library with Kitty after I ran into her by the shade near C block. Then we also ran into Z just outside the library, so we went in together and studied...okay, more like talked. Michelie was inside there too. So I wasted about half an hour or more talking about inappropriate stuff in the library. 

 

To concentrate on studying, I left the library and went to the shade by the kindergarten and hostel to join my gang of friends. So I studied as much as shit, then went back up about an hour before the exams started. When I was going up the stairs by that shade, I saw some familiar guy playing basketball. I'll get back to this later. 

 

Then KH...I could die. No, wait, I'm dying already. I knew it, I'm not gonna survive this week! Dx!!! I swear to God, I'm so screwed on this subject, more screwed than Sejarah.Which is actually something. UGH. DIEDIEDIE. Then I came out early again, because I couldn't bear the pressure weighing on me, then spent time at the library again. I felt to tired then. 

 

After that I kinda slept immediately at home from 4pm to 2am, which is like 10 hours. Mom did wake me up for dinner during half past seven, but I just went back to sleep again. I never studied for chinese, because I kinda forgot what the hell they're gonna ask in the papers xP. I'm sure it's easy peasy, since it's PMR and the government is racist.

 

Okay, back to that basketball guy. Somehow I can tell if he's CD even without glasses, even though I was still wearing it at that time. I felt like a stalker later after that, ugh.When does this all STOP?!?! I could kill myself just thinking about it. GUH.
 
Alright, see you again tonight. This day better be over with as soon as possible.

I Don't Give a DAMN + Cod fish with BrunettePhobia

I Don't Give A Damn...

...Because KH is logic, chinese is peanut and math is peanut. 

 

I have the strongest urge to make this gal say it for real in GIF while swinging her smoke around.

 

What?! My three-day break is over already?! Unfair!!! Now I have to start studying again. Neh, maybe later. For now I just don't wanna give a damn. 

 

I haven't inked something since FOREVER. So this is a little something to lift my spirits. I liked how she turned out, I don't think I wanna color her at all xD. I think I'll only start studying in the noon or something, or pull an all-nighter instead if I'm just lazy again. For now I just wanna playyy...

 

Oh, and I had the weirdest dream last night. This time as in illogical weird. 

 

First scene was in my classroom. I have no idea how it happened, but suddenly every one of my classmates start screaming about CD coming to confess to me and shit. Before this scene I remember taking a glimpse of him, but now I was like, OHSHITOHSHITOHSHIT he's gonna GET ME!!! What the hell do I do, I wanna jump out the window SO BAD! Then one of my friends told me he was already outside. But he wasn't there. I was looking around....

 

And that somehow winded up in another shopping mall maze, this time a little darker and set underground. This is my fevorite scene. My friends and I were on a treasure hunt to win some sort of prize, and we were like, RAIDING THE WHOLE STREET. Which was awesome, by the way. I wish I could do that in real life.

 

Then we got wounded up in a room with some sort of clown with brown hair. I remember Michelie being there. He was about to attack two brunettes when suddenly a HUGE cod fish nearly swallowed that clown's head whole from the back. I'm telling you, the clown's head was HUGE despite it being a midget. Then the midget clown got that fish outta its head and KOed it in no time. I think the two brunettes (both guys), Michelie and I got rid of that freaky clown later. 

 

But then, the FISH COMES BACK FOR REVENGE. Some girl in the background concluded that the clown's brown hair had given it brunettephobia, so it attacked the two guys that were with us, who were brothers that are supposed to be owners to that freaky fish, so I guess the fish was also just trying to save them previously, but now it's just gone berserk.

 

The last scene was something about the older brunette gone missing and we were about to start on another quest to save him, and THEN the younger guy admitted that he was gay for his own brother (INCEST!!!). Then the girls started to tease him with dirty jokes, like 'ever dreamed of giving him a blowjob?' EWW, then I woke up. 

 

WEIRDEST. DREAM. EVAR. Even weirder than the one with Jojo. My dream world just can't get any weirder. Dx!!! So scary!!!

DAY THREE OF PMR

Sure, why am I not seeing this coming? I'm surprised I'm still living. I AM GOING TO FAIL SEJARAH.
 

Alright, as usual I'll start from the morning. I had crammed three years of science into my head within three hours, which is considered something...but of course, it also helped that I'm English-spoken. Ok fine, so it's pretty much possible for someone like me. The objective was a little challenging on a question or two, but subjective...

 

Oh, dear Lord. 

 

This is the far most hilarious and boring exam in my life. 

 

I tried not to laugh for the first ten minutes. 

 

But Sejarah? Different  story, duh. It was um, HORRIFYING. All that studying for nothing.If I really fail, I could just kill myself. If my science gets a B, I'll kill myself too, screw the objective.
 
Anyway, in the three free hours between the two subjects, my friends and I had been staying under the shade between the kindergarten and hostel's buildings studying. Nothing eventful happened there, but it was quite peaceful from a certain perspective.
 
Back at there then, I keep thinking. All three years' worth of knowledge will be gone in three hours. That's how school life goes, I guess.
 
But if you want to refine that phrase, okay. We might find our science and geography knowledge handy in the future, but Sejarah? What's there to remember in history? The only thing we'd learn is not to repeat the mistakes in history. Other than that, not much. My country's history isn't much to be proud about. Just penjajahan, perang and perjanjian. So simple to describe.
  
Ah, gotta go now. Ciao. 

Modal Answer Parody

Based on one novel above, describe an event that makes you feel unhappy. Support your answer with evidence from the novel.

 

Modal Answer of Phantom of The Opera (by NINI)

 

In the novel 'The Phantom of The Opera' written by Gaston Leroux, the event that makes me unsatisfied is, well, EVERYTHING. What's so good about Christine Daae anyway? And oh my God, Raoul has been stalking her for what, 4 YEARS? That, my friend, is FREAKY. I thought that was bad enough, but then even my favorite character, Erik started to stalk her as well?! Is she really that pretty? I'd prefer Erik kidnapping Raoul ANY DAY. Hadn't Christine's parents ever taught her not to speak to strangers? Especially strangers whose body or FACE you never SAW. She should have changed rooms immediately on the first day she heard Erik talk to her. Yeah, that's it, that's the scene I'm unhappy with! YOU DO NOT TALK TO STRANGERS, CHRISTINE. And look how you ended up. Okay, let's ignore the fact that Raoul is a stalker here.* Without Erik you could still meet Raoul (somehow), demand him to get you a coach, get famous, and still get to stay in the beautiful country of France! But noooooo, you had to mix yourself up in all this load of DRAMA. ALL BECAUSE YOU TALKED TO A STRANGER. So there you go, the moral of Phantom of The Opera. Jesus, and you'd think children would know it already. 

 

(207 words)

 

*No, I decided that I cannot ignore that Raoul is a stalker. There you have it. 

 

Warning: Nini does not guarantee anything on anyone who writes this passage for real. Feel free to add curse words into the passage, but any consenquences that come after writing this passage will not be held responsible by author.

SECOND DAY OF PMR

Well, Geography was a...surprise, to say the least. I'll get back on that later.

 

So yeah, today is the second day of PMR, and I have made it through, although I think the thing that nearly killed me today is the boredom instead. So English was DUH, easy peasy, but I was being paranoid as usual (mood set specially for PMR week) and went to triple-check the answers. Of course, being my retarded self I just had to write some stupid comments on other wrong answers along the way, lol. 

 

Then comes the second paper, where we have to write the essay and novel thingie. I think my essay is good enough, but I also have the feeling that I messed up on the novel part where you have to write an event that made you unhappy. I was bored after I finished, so I started writing a freeload version on the blank side of the paper. People keep thinking that I really wrote that for the PMRs when I showed it to them after that. Like HELLO. One? I would never be THAT paranoid to write 200 words worth of a passage on the question paper before really writing it down on the answer sheet. Two, if I really wrote this version, I'm just kissing 10 marks goodbye. Three, when I finished writing this shit I only had like, 5 minutes left. But this is of course after I finished the REAL thing. 

 

Just for laughs? I'll submit it in the next post. xD!!!

 

Okay, so after that was FOUR HOURS of nothingness. FOUR WHOLE HOURS. However did a dull and boring girl like me get to survive through that time of no purpose? Alright, let's list it out. 

 

First hour. Went to buy some food, ate it at the 看台, then started reading Geography. It was boring, but hey, at least it's progress. My friends started coming in just because I sat there. There was Wern Shien, Jia Wei, her friend from Jr3A, Carmen, Janice, Jolyn and Sook Yuen. 

 

Second hour. It started raining. Thank Saomozenth the Jr3I (or some other low class) made a stupid decision and went back to the building earlier than they wanted. They weren't really studying, and more like fooling around screaming and uh, more screaming. The weather cooled a bit too :D. 

 

Third hour. Stopped raining for a while, and CD came by with his friends and and an iPod Dock. Not a moment too soon, it started getting hot. I sat away from that gang to get a cooler spot, and guess what? They started playing music. Well, sure, all of them are music that I liked, but excuse me, I'm studying here. It was a huge surprise none of the Double D caught them. I mean, it was so freaking LOUD. And clear too, but seriously, I can't concentrate. Especially with CD there looking over occasionally (=_=), and when I took one glimpse, just ONE glimpse at him...he was breathing into someone's phone. Or at least I think it's a phone...GAWD, LEAVE ME ALONE! 

 

One hour left, and we went back to the building. Nini survived four hours of boredom. Dx!!!

 

Yeah! Geography has colored pictures! Finally, the government understands that we are still considered children and need more colors in our lives. But...21 pages...isn't that too much? I was like, what the shit. Even Michelie can read this thing without her glasses. Anyway, it was pretty easy on some parts, but there are also some that make me doubt seriously. I hate that kind of feeling. Reminds me of BM. GUH. Forget it. 

 

Okay, so tomorrow is Science, followed by three hours of moar boredom, and later Sejarah. I HAVEN'T EVEN TOUCHED MY SCIENCE TEXTBOOK. I am so dead, unless I pull an all-nighter, which I don't wanna. So Saomozenth please have mercy on me. Dx!!!

 

After submitting my parody, I'll be off to cram Science into my head then. Wish me luck...

FIRST DAY OF PMR

*Touches self, from head to toe. I'm alive. I'm alive? I'M ALIVE!!! I LIVED THROUGH THE FIRST AND UTMOST TERRIBLE DAY AND I'M ALIVE!!! Omigawd, you have no idea how upset my stomach was this morning, I keep feeling like vomiting! GUH. And I half-expected Michelie to ask for the comic too, lawl. I've drawn four more pages since she last saw it, so yes, she's pretty much excited and demands that I bring it tomorrow, which is not much of a problem, since it's only English and Geography. Besides, there's like, about two to three hours of break between those two subjects! I could've taken a train to Times Square, have an awesome lunch and still come back in time!

 

...Should I? 

 

Nah, I'd get screwed if the principal ever finds out. Or worse, the Double D. 

 

Anyway, it started raining when our Malay essay exams were done with. There was some guy outside our classroom. I didn't see who he was, since he didn't walk by, but when the teacher was collecting papers, he was suddenly yodeling. At least it sounded like that to me. It's kinda hilarious, but I had to keep myself from laughing. My seat is right in front of the teachers' desk at the inmost corner of the room. Yes, the 'yodeling' was pretty loud. 

 

Then after that, the rain got heavier. I ran into a friend of mine at the shade just outside C block, and it was really crowded in there. For a second there it really feels like everyone was queuing up going on a ride in pairs, as if it was an amusement park, lawl. I was completely SOAKED by the time I got into the van. Then the rain got lighter and heavier and lighter and heavier and disappeared completely by the time I got back home. 

 

I thought mom would be working, and dad would be upstairs online, so if I could just sneak past him and not attract too much attention, I'll be into and out of the shower in no time! I don't want him to notice because I had caught the flu recently, and I just know that today's weather had just made it worse.

 

Well, my luck ended right when I walked past the house gates. The inner door was open, and judging by the sounds of it, daddy was watching the telly downstairs. Oh, never mind, if he could just keep his mind on the television...

 

Oh, here comes mom. 'How was school?' 

 

'AH! Don't look at me!' 

 

LOL. First time I actually took those words into account. Alright, gotta type my essay now. Ciao. :D

THIS IS SPARTA!!! PMR

Weird. I don't feel sleepy. Not willing to wake up, yes, but not sleepy. 

 

Stare at ceiling. Stare at lamp. Stare at Shiro. 

 

What the hell, why am I not sleepy? 

 

Ah, PMR. What, PMR? PMR. PMR. PMR. 

 

Ugh. I wanna sleep. 

 

Set alarm to an hour later...

  

NO. NO. BAD NINI. YOU WAKE UP NOW. You better drag your sorry ass off that bed NOW and hurry up and research for some karangan NOW.

 

But...UGH...Don't want...One hour...I'm really bad at karangan...

 

NOW. 

 

Nonononononono. Shiro...Hugs...PMR PMR PMR...

 

2am. 2am alright? 

 

Neh, still don't have time. Need to shower. Then, how many hours left to study? Ah, lazy count...

 

You're not gonna sleep with your mind all fuzzy like that. It just feels so WEIRD. 

 

Buh. BUHGUHUH. 

 

WELL FINE. 

 

This is war. THIS IS WAR. THIS IS HELLUVA FREAKING WAR, YOU DAMN PIECE OF SHIT GOVERNMENT! YOU WANT A WAR!? YOU GET ONE! THIS IS WAR, ALRIGHT, THIS! IS! WAR!!!

 

*while going to shower...

 

Damn, that's the weirdest way to wake up in my whole life. Took me an hour to come to my senses. Better blog this. But anyway... THIS IS WAR, YOU HEAR ME?! THIS IS WAR!!!!

  

P.S. If you don't see me blogging in two weeks, you will know that I have died bravely and honorably on the battlefield. Farewell, my mates.

PMR DIE

Gawd, all that browsing through a single website of nothing but mangas kinda bored me out. I spent this morning studying Malay History, then over to Malay Geography...

 

Then I started to slack off, watch Rango on DVD, draw and draw and draw, a teensy weensy bit more of Geography, and BAM, here I am, right in front of my laptop again. Sigh. I will never survive next week. Dx!!! Saomozenth have mercy on me!!! I think I'm supposed to cry now, but my tears still can't come out for the moment. xP

 

GUH. Once I'm finished with this blog, DeviantArt and two yaoi mangas, I WILL MARCH BACK TO MY ROOM AND CONTINUE MY REVISION. 

 

This is sooo not helping. I'm so dead. *bangs head on table

Hell lot of MANGA LINKS.

Man, it's been helluva while since I shared some yaoi manga links. =3=... Alrighty, so here are some recommendations. I dunno if I'm repeating, but who cares, they're really good anyways :D~ Oh, and just move your mouse over to the titles, it's linked to the comic.

  

Lovers Doll - A sweet and cute story with awesome climax. Shimeji is really really CUTE!!! The story would seem a little bit shorter compared to others, but it's a good story nonetheless. I declare it Manga of the Month!!! xD!!!

  

You Will Fall In Love - Also has great climax (as in plot kind of climax, not the perverted kind). It also has a sequel, You Will Drown In Love, which is also pretty okay for me. Cheh, I only like this manga for Reiichirou's hair anyway, lol . And of course, the little humor about the hakamas in the end of the first volume.

 

And if you're really bored, as in really really bored, this is a freakin' LONG series of yaoi manga... Love Mode. It has 11 volumes, and the artist's style of drawing chins kinda freaks me out, but I'm sure readers can get used to it after a while. The plot isn't so bad either, except a little too fairy-taleish in some parts.  i repeat, only when you're super-uber BORED.

 

A series of one shots, starting with this one Aimai Na Kankei, it is pretty cool, but of course, there's a hell lot of H in there, so if you wanna protect your virgin eyes you better hell NOT click the link! Bu then again, almost every yaoi manga has H scenes. Oh, and the sequels are written in the summary, by the way, in case you missed it. 

 

Love Hustler is sort of an adventurous story about treasure-hunting and all that crap. It has a little humor in some parts, but it's not all that good. I only liked the birds and that male character with goggles (I forgot his name because it's been a while since I read that comic and hell would freeze if I bothered to browse through all that just to find out). Just...you know, just read if you're really, really bored.But of course, not as bored as Love Mode bored. I'm telling you, it took me MONTHS to finish that thing! Dx!!!

 

Loveholic - Quite a nice story to go. Cute and obvious denial from uke, sure, that's kinda gross for me, but the plot makes up for it. The third or fourth volume about the seme's past is kinda' sad, though. :( ...Kinda sweet if you ignored all that.

 

I am so not gonna type the title of this manga, because the romaji is simply too long, and it has no proper translation on the page!!! Heck, I'm too lazy to copy and paste too, but it's still one click away anyway. The extra chapter is kinda' amusing. Lol.

 

The most seme-hilarious yaoi manga I've ever seen, Virgin Star. Relax, it's not as perverted as it sounds...not until the other couples' scenes come in anyway...okay, you gotta ignore that. Just click it.

  

This manga took me forever to find. Heck, I recommended so many before this one just because I clicked link after link trying to FIND THIS PIECE OF SHIT. But it's a good piece of shit, nonetheless. Uso to Kiss is the only incest manga I liked so far, and it's a tad bit complicated due to their mother being a whore and all, but it's good for me nonetheless. I FINALLY FOUND IT!!! You have no idea how RELIEVED I felt when I first laid eyes on that page! Dx!!!

 

...Wow, that's a lot of manga I put on my blog today. Ehehe. 

 

Alright, I gotta rant about PMRs later. That's more than enough for one day.I can't believe I keep slacking off on the EVE of this important but not-so-important event! CIAO NOW.

 

OK, OK, ONE MORE. JUST ONE MORE. Ousama game is not really that good a manga, but I like the design in it (it's fantasy-themed). I'm putting the link here just for future reference. Done for real now.