Day 7: 14 days to go!

Phew, I got a lot done today!


I got up nice and early, got ready for school.

Gave a pep talk to Mum that lasted ten, twenty minutes.

Handed in my little sister's entry form into my school's music program - the Head of Department was very excited to hear that I had a sibling who was coming to the school. She didn't really get that my sister is a very different person to me! lol

Then there's a bit of a gap in my day while I attend lessons. At morning tea I hand in my hard-worked English assignment.

I talk a bit with some mates, then before I know it it's time for class again.

There's SOSE, and Work Ed. Work Ed was fun - we were given a quiz and I answered on behalf of the group. My answers generally consisted of 'space ships' and the like.

When I was asked what happens when people think, I replied that 'our brains spontaneously combust'. Then my teacher asked, what law does that relate to?

I said, 'the law of improbability'.

The next thing I did, was promptly choke on my own laughter XD

Well, that was periods 2 and 3. Then it was lunchtime.

I got some feedback on my English - apparently I wrote from the wrong character's perspective, but my other English teacher said not to write from that other character's perspective . . .I'm confused!

So then I said thanks for looking at it, then asked my other English teacher what she thought. She said she'd look it over andget back to me on it tomorrow.

Walking on my merry way I met up with a friend and we found a mobile phone on the ground, so we went to hand it in to the office.

Then Gus-gus and Timmy started 'stalking' me, then popping plastic bags in my ear. The whole walk  back to the music block.

They were laughing themselves silly, and I had trouble maintaining my death glare because I kept wanting to join in!

Then I chased Gus-gus around the school, a daily occurence trust me. Then I fell on my face and scuffed all my knee. AND I'VE GOT WORK TOMORROW!!!! WAAAH!

Typical me!

Then I had Music theory - I think I decided to take Music for senior now. I'll drop Graphics.

And finally I finished up with stage band!

I reckon I covered at least three things right there :)


~Shining Sunlight~

Day 6: 15 days to go!

Urgh, just finished my English assignment. But on with my post.

    1. I attended debating. I am putting this on my list of good things I did today, because I was sorely tempted to ditch it.

    2. What else did I do? Hah, I know, I drew my Maths teacher! But she doesn't know . . .can I get expelled for drawing teachers without their permission? Err . . .

    3. And I spent the last four hours helping my friend with her assignment. I think I wrote more for her assignment than I did for my own!

But I don't mind, I'm happy to help! Just not every night :)

Day 5: 16 days to go!

So it's day 5 already! That was quick, ne?

    1. I drew some stuff. Yes, that's good for me because lately I've lost interest in drawing . . .but I'm getting better, honest!

    2. I gave a big hug to all my friends :)

    3. And I organised to go see Gus-Gus on the weekend!

See you tomorrow!

Day 4: 17 days to go!

Alrighty it's a Monday today.

So what did I do this time?

    1. I brought my friend home from school - let's call him Hunny :)
He's a fellow flute player.
 
    2. I was sick again, but I tried not to complain too much. Ok, scratch that, I complained a heap. But who's counting? *evil laugh*

    2. Okay, take two. I watched Castle with Gus-gus at lunch today. And no, it doesn't have any deeper meaning than that. So delete those 'blackmailing' photos you took,  lil' B.

    3. And I sacrificed a chicken nugget for my little sister the other day. Ta da!

~Shining Sunlight~

I'm writing some more - Doctor Who this time!

Ooh, a new category!

Yes, I'm experimenting with Doctor Who. Usually I don't like reading or writing Doctor Who fanfics, but this one DEMANDED to be written . . .

It's from the 'Girl in the Fireplace' episode, featuring Madame de Pompadour, or Reinette.

I cry every time I watch that episode, and today was no exception. When he read her letter at the end, and his eyes . . .waaah!

But now I shall write my own version of this cutting ending. Nothing will change, but it may feature a bit of the Doctor's POV and Reinette's POV.

The first paragraph - you will get more tomorrow if you're lucky ;)

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Ch1:

His voice called from behind the fireplace, and I paused for just a moment; savouring the rush of nostalgia, and the dredge of childhood memories that emerged at the sound of his calling.

He called again, and I gathered my skirts with haste, dipping my head to meet his playful gaze. Oh, and the way my name rolled off his tongue! The way his deep timbre tasted the words, wove a feeling and a story into silken music.

He bustled behind the wooden frame, his smile lit up by those flickering flames. A small pang of sadness shot through me when I returned it with a hesitant one of my own, and his retreating figure faded behind the rising flames, but I pushed it aside.

Instead I rushed to that window, chocolate eyes searching the night sky with the wonder of a child, seeing the world through a film of glorious uncertainty. Pick a star, he said, any star.

So just for tonight, though reason tells me otherwise, I will stick to my child-like fantasies of dancing on the tendrils of the night sky, flying amongst the stars.  Though I know, and somehow always knew, that we would never be together, I will pretend for just a little longer.

Waiting for The Doctor. Waiting patiently for my lonely angel.

God Speed, my love.

Day 3: 18 days to go!

Wow, time sure flies huh!

*clock flies into room through open window, bounces off head*

Ignore that-- *Another three clocks bounce from wall to wall*


Right, 3 nice things I did today!

Er, it's a weekend. I slept in, ate breakfast, watched K-pop, did homework.

And more homework. And more homework.

And you guessed it --- (say it all together now kids~!)

MORE HOMEWORK! GRAAAAAAAAH!

Okay, I won't rage no more. Just needed to get it out of my system.

And there's my music composition. And music analysing assignment. And music prac. And english assignment - none of which I've started. I'll be fine! *nervous laugh + sweatdrop*

It's my own fault, me and my procrastination. Pfffft. I'm totally not addicted to fanfiction or anything. *shifty look*

Actually, since I locked myself out of my iPod touch (darn me and my memory - or lack of one), I haven't been on fanfiction for over a week now! Quick, ring the Guiness Book of World Records!

So back to the plot. Three good things.

. . .

*tumbleweed*

Now I feel really bad. Like, really really bad.

. . .

    1. I finished my Work Ed assignment all in one day. All 33 pages of it.

    2. I met The Alpaca (capitals OMG) down the Riverfront today. Played handball with him, Baby Alpaca and my younger sister.

    3. I think, for lack of anything else to write down, I'll go make a cup of tea for my Mum and Dad.

Just wait up a sec guys,

. . .

Alright, kettle's on boil.


~Shining Sunlight~

Day 2: 19 days to go!

Hey guys, it's a day late because I wasn't allowed in the computer last night (darn it!)

But my three things? Hmmmm . . .

    1. I said 'How are you?' to more customers than usual. I got lots of smiles in return! :)

    2. I played with my sister. It totally didn't have anything to do with Mum threatening to confiscate everything if I didn't. Ahem.

    3. Um. This challenge is harder than I thought. I feel really bad now, because in hindsight it doesn't look like I do anything for other people! I was too busy watching High School Musical all day. Don't laugh.

I know! I left a ton of nice reviews of fanfiction.net!

And yep, I got a $5 tip in work! *happy dance*

That's like, what, $35 I've made in tips now? I'm gonna be a multi-billionaire soon! *joke*

I'm saving up all my money to buy a house-boat on the Riverfront. Dad said I could buy a multi-roomed one for around $20,000 then do it up and voila! Instant house! (and no mortgage payments!)

And also, please don't take offense at my posts. It's just lil' old me posting my opinion out to the world. You're all entitled to an opinion of your own :)

Except for Hitler, I didn't like him. But he's dead, and I think he was a little crazy. I'm sure he had his reasons.

I think...

What now? Well Downton Abbey is on, but I had to tape it to watch tomorrow. Silly homework. From now on I'm not going to procrastinate no more.

I said that last time too, didn;t I?

But no matter, I mean it this time. I think.

~Shining Sunlight~

P.S. I'm not going to leave a quote after every post now. Too much work.

For an optimist I can sure be lazy! ;D

Kevin! - My heart beats a song only for him~

Aaak! I just watched the live performance of Dora Dora by U-kiss!

I squealed the whole time! Actually, at one point I was stroking the screen.


And then Kevin . . .dare I say it? Fwaaaahhh, when I saw him I lost the capability to function, let alone form words. His voice, his face!

The word I'm looking for is . . .hot. Kevin is god.


Gotta love Dora Dora. Gotta love Kevin.

~Shining Sunlight~

Detective Conan - First 1008 words or so...

Hey guys, remember the story I just told you's I'm working on?

Well, here it is! (just the first bit :D)

*UPDATE* It takes place after the Lupin special, but instead it is as if Lupin didn't save him from having to check in with the embassy at the end of the episode.
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Ch1:

Shinichi Kudo, alias Conan Edogawa, stepped out the cab into the rancid air of New York City, closely followed by Ran and Kogoro. On any other day, he might be enjoying the nostalgia of the grey tiles beneath his feet, the shouts of taxi drivers in the air.  But today wasn’t any other day, so instead the dysfunctional family walked up to the extravagant building and waited outside the glass doors.

The small boy was fretting out of his mind. There were repercussions to every event, Conan had unthinkingly caused another - by hijacking a plane to save his beloved. Sweet, but stupid. And now they were entering the embassy, to have his file checked for validation. What if the records turned something up, and the B.O. caught wind of it? What if they found out the true identity of Heisei Holmes? Ran…she was in danger!

Two guards were already waiting for their arrival, obviously there to escort them. Conan waited impatiently as Ran opened the door, bouncing on the balls of his feet just like the seven year old he pretended to be. Kogoro, as always, walked confidently through the entrance corridor, taking the situation in his stride. His bespectacled protégé trailed behind him uncertainly.

As much as he hated to admit it, he was really up the creek with this one. Without the paddle.

Without even really thinking about it, Conan reached up and grasped Ran’s hand. She looked down, surprised at the sudden gesture, but he avoided her gaze stubbornly with a blush painted across his face; he needed the physical contact more than he cared to admit.

The guards still followed quietly behind them a few paces back, every now and then interrupting his guardians’ conversations with directions to wherever they were going.

Yes, Conan was in deep this time. He threw a surreptitious glance back at the two men that flanked himself, Ran and Kogoro.

They had a slightly bored look on their faces, if one looked past their dark glasses and suits. Escorting Conan and his guardians was probably a last minute decision that took them off their break. Either that or the American Embassy’s employees often had coffee stains on their fingers and crumbs on their sleeves.

Conan was brought from his thoughts as Ran squeezed their joined hands, as she spoke with her father. He looked up at her and blinked, then smiled softly to himself at the way she worried her lip with her teeth. She had done that since they were children.

After a pause, Conan squeezed back, marvelling at the size difference between their hands. Ran’s were slim but calloused from her karate, while Conan’s were tiny, enveloped in her gentle hold. She looked down at him, suddenly realising that he was looking at her and smiled brightly, just as he knew she would. Always trying to make others feel better. He himself might have been fooled if he had not grown up with her. As it was, he could see the slight sheen of sweat on her forehead and her worrying lips.

“Ran-neechan?” Conan ventured, tugging on her hand to get her attention. They stopped walking and she looked down at him with concerned eyes.

“What is it Conan-kun? Do you need something?” She said.

Conan looked around uncomfortably and mumbled something about the bathroom.

Actually, he needed to contact his father and make sure his records were in order - it wouldn’t do for anything to raise a red flag for the authorities, he had already slipped in forgetting to forge a passport (he hadn’t foreseen having to leave Japan when he made the arrangements).

Ran smiled in understanding and was about to veer off their intended course towards the lavatory before she found her path blocked by one of the guards.

“Miss, the boy must be questioned immediately.” The first guard explained, in heavily-accented Japanese. Ran glowered at him, but the full force of it was tempered by her weariness from the past few days’ events. The second guard rolled his eyes at his partner’s brutishness and instead bent down to Conan’s level.

“You can just hold out, can’t you boya?” he said, ruffling the shrunken detective’s hair and smiling apologetically.

He appeared to have a soft spot for children; perhaps he had some of his own.

Conan nodded and beamed in reply, with a small “Un!”

Their fluency with Japanese also explained why they were chosen to escort the small, the detective thought to himself.

A few turns later, and they found themselves before large, oak double-doors. Conan took the handle in his small grip and pushed.

The dark wood opened swiftly and silently under his touch, hinges obviously well-oiled. That fact alone probably showed that this room was important in the embassy. A theory which was solidified by the lavish furnishings that graced the room, and the well-kept carpet. Not many people came inside here; that much was easy to deduce.

A swivel-chair in the far back of the room turned around towards them, revealing a balding, middle-aged man with a waistcoat that grew a little too tight over his waistline.

Conan regarded him coolly, taking in his greying hair and polished spectacles. The tailored suit suggested presence and wealth, while the ring on his finger showed he was married. So he was a well-dressed husband; an antique collector, going by the look of that pocket watch.

A small photo adorned his desk, sparse but for that frame and a few legal papers. The personal touch meant that this room was most probably his office.

This man was in a high position of authority, the large room testifying that much and more that Conan’s overworked mind didn’t bother to process. Surely this man wouldn’t usually be bothered by a job as small as checking a child’s legal records?

Something must have been smelt out - Conan’s blood ran cold. What if he’d failed the checks? He couldn’t bluff his way out of this one with a few words and a childish grin.

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Ta da! You like? Any ideas?

~Shining Sunlight~

Post on a Saturday! Yays~ And Creative Writing!

Hey guys, because this is a blog, I will blog about normal things too~

These entries will be posted under a different title than those that are challenge entries. Challenge entries will be posted as : "Day xx: xx Days to Go!"


So yes. Today I am going to talk about the awesomeness of creative writing. Cause it's awesome. And you know it. *fail attempt at serious face*

Right now I'm writing a new fanfic about a wonderful manga/anime called Detective Conan. Go look up the series - it's wonderful :)


Ahem, so creative writing.

Well it's like weaving strands of rainbow and glitter into a warm fuzzy quilt, and then when you finish it you just look at it and feel so proud!    >///<


Perhaps I might post a few ideas that I've been toying with. Just cause I can :)

And also, I want to fangirl about k-pop...

Oh, dear, where do I start?


Have any of you watched Dora Dora, U-kiss' new music video! SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

Kevin is so hot! He's the one wearing the long-sleeved red shirt . . .don't mind the slobber on the computer screen, that's me drooling over him. (lol)


Don't mind my OOC-ness on this blog, I'm just gonna write about my happinesses!


So there's also SHINee. FTW. With Jonghyun, Onew, Key, Minho and TAEMIN!!! But Jonghyun is still my fave! ♥

And up, I think I'll stop here, or I won't ever stop :D


Yup. Dad's watching motor racing again on TV. I kinda wish I knew more about cars so that we could talk more about that sort of stuff, but it's even harder to remember than biology. Which is hard to remember.

As I'm typing this someone diagnosed a broken fuel-line. Perhaps they even have car doctors . . .that's a really weird mental image, a doctor in a white jacket with a small tyre on the end of his stethoscope instead of the normal round black thingy.

Heh heh, aren't I funny? Not really, but this is my blog and I reign King (read: Queen) here! Mwahahahahaha!


So I'm going to ring Gus-gus in a sec, and invite him and Flower over to watch more Castle! Hooray for Castle! And hooray for cheese!

Wait, where'd that come from? I only like cheese in the afternoon . . .sometimes.

Don't dis da dairy.

~Shining Sunlight~

"Optimism is the opium of the people." - Milan Kundera

Day 1: 20 days to go!

Hello web-users! This is the first day of my 21-day challenge I have set for myself and any of you out there.

Everyday, I will come back here and write down three positive things I thought, did or said today.

Hey: Did you know that when you smile at a random passerby 75% of them will smile back - lets aim to increase that number!


Without further ado - let the blogging begin!


    1. Today I was sick, so I stayed at home. But I created this blog, so. . .ta da! Positive point one!

    2. I stayed optimistic, and decided that staying at home = free time.

    3. Well I felt a bit better later on, so I went to work, I'm a waitress. I smiled at customers, and tried not to be too crabby :)


In fact, I got a few compliments like, "Thank-you for the service," and "Thanks for looking after us! Have a good night!" and even a "How are you feeling today?" from one regular.

(For that last one it was early on in the night so I might have still looked a little peaky. . .or it could have been that I have light skin anyway!)

Okay, so you might not find these writings extreme and inspirational and moving right now. But this blog is still in it's early days. . .day. Just wait 'til tomorrow - I'll blow you all away with my optimism and positive actions!

Wait, it's the weekend. Meh, I'll invite Gus-gus over to catch up on some Castle episodes together instead. Then I'll ambush him with my happiness!

~Shining Sunlight~

"The optimist sees the rose and not its thorns; the pessimist stares at the thorns, oblivious to the rose." - Kahlil Gibran

First Post

Not sure what to post - never done a blog before!

So here we go.

I believe in positivity. However you think, whatever mindset you've adopted will affect how you feel - a lot of people don't feel well when they're stressed or angry.

Seeing the silver lining in every dark cloud, the light in every situation - well I'm sure you know what I mean.

Hey, a little fact for all you pessimists out there - it takes 21 days to form or break a habit.


So, everyday for 21 days, you should:

    Write down 3 things you're proud of. Whether it's what you said, what you did, what you thought...



Three things a day. Easy enough, right? Why don't I do that too, I'll post daily for 21 days, and tell you guys what I did.

Let's get started :)

~Shining Sunlight~

"The glass is one half water, one half air. Technically it's never empty." - Anonymous

Introduction to this Blog

Hey all you readers out there!

Today I am going to introduce further what this blog is about.

Primarily, it's about:
- How to stay optimistic
- Why positivity is good; and
- A little bit of karma

And I will also use real-life examples from my experiences :)

~Shining Sunlight~

"Remember that your attitude isn't you, you are your attitude!" - Me