I have to say, from what I’ve read so far, the idea doesn’t seem so far-fetched when you look at it with as an expert on the subject. If something comes up and matches something you know about, I guess you’d link the ideas together. Well, what scant knowledge I have about the subject did seem to fit what the author had been writing about.

It does boggle the mind, though, and it really makes you wonder if ideas like mind-controlled slaves and governments being controlled by a group is that far-fetched and impossible.

And then my mind started wandering off into worlds of its own about conspiracy plots and the fight to control human beings and turn them into robots and ideas about being inserted with electronic chips that can track us down and contains our entire history and… well, etc.

The urge to write and create a world of heroes and heroines fighting to save the human race from a board of evil, megalomaniac dictators. I can see the plot going like this:

Heroine is living life peacefully when an unknown stranger (Hero) bursts into her life through some sort of event. Maybe she’s an innocent bystander who is nearly caught in the crossfire between the Hero and the Evil Minions. Insert various plot elements, but they trust each other at the end, and the Heroine is enlightened about the evil doings of the Evil Dictators and how widespread the brainwashing is. Heroine learns there is a Rebel Force fighting the ED and after a battle, decides that doing her part to save the human race is what she wants to do.  Part 1 ends with hope about overthrowing dictatorship.

Part 2 has Hero and Heroine developing a deeper relationship, but neither wanting to do anything about it. Throw in a sub-character Female Hanger-on who is attracted to Hero, and the Rebel Committee Board who plan recons and stuff. I don’t know how to continue from here on, but I’m sure I’ll figure it out if I decide to write a story like this.

Should be fun. I mean, it seems pretty action packed and wars are fun to read about. Sort of. Like, medieval wars in fantasy lands kinda. I’m totally not into modern warfare. They make me cry, though, sometimes.

I’m currently quite addicted to another of TH’s song called “Attention”. Maybe I’m reading too much into it, but I suppose this song is literally about the attention that Tokio Hotel gets as a famous, successful band. I feel it reinforces my theory especially with the line, “I choose to be lonely than live without your attention” – meaning that they’d rather choose to be lonely (remember World Behind My Wall?) with the attention, rather than be not lonely but without the fame and attention.

I remember what Bill’s said before in an interview; that they’re addicted to the success and the fame and that it drives them on to be more famous, to be more successful. I distinctly remember this phrase, “It’s like a drug.” Sounds pretty ominous to me, and I’m quite sure I’ll freak out if I see Bill start doing A-OK hand signs or photoshoots that cover his left eye. -.-

I love the beginning of the song, though! It’s really addictive. I like the bass, and the guitar, and how the drums come into playing in the song. It’s definitely different from their Humanoid songs, and has more of a mixture of a Schrei/Zimmer 483 sound that’s matured. Add on the fact that you have a rather deep voiced Bill at some parts of the song…. and you get a melted puddle of rainin9. Heh.

It’s not what you said
It’s the way you say it
It’s not what you did
It’s the way you do it
Sick and tired of needing your attention
I chose to be lonely than live without your
Attention

Correct me if I’m wrong, but where is the bird’s nest? Where is that horribly shaggy mane of hair that has purportedly never seen a comb in its entire life on my our beloved Harry’s head? (And our dear Harry really really needs to get a fashion sense! Though, it’s understandable why his clothes look kinda dodgy – he doesn’t yet have Draco to do his shopping for him.) Just-shagged hair aside, the poster gives me a feel of ‘trying a little too hard’. I’d watch it, since I’m already a hardcore HP fan, but the selling of the movie is too ‘in your face’ kinda. What’s the point of the slanted credits? It just looks odd. Sort of like it’s trying to make sure it’s so visually attractive you can’t miss it. That’s just me, though.

And finally, my devious sneaky cunning under-handed evil plotting favourite Slytherin: Draco Malfoy!

I love the hair style they’ve given him. *gushes* Tom Felton looks great in this so-Draco’s-style of clothes. Oh, and did I mention that I really really want to see the part where he’s crying in the bathroom? And the fight that happens afterwards? It’s so full of UST! (>U<)

Okay. I’d better stop here before I start rambling about my HD love. Ciao!

Pattern: Wisp by Cheryl Niamath
Yarn: Classical Sirdar Wool, 3 balls
Needle: US 9/5.5 mm, Knitpicks Nickel
Started: Dec 27 ’08
Ended: Jan 12 ’09
Notes: Finished a while back but finally got around to photographing it. Looks pretty good so far. Mum’s been using a lot since the weather has been quite cold lately.

Gosh. I’m quite certain I’m about to die from boredom. I’ve read, written, studied, eaten, played, and done just about everything but I’m feeling so bored. Every other thing I think of to do for fun just seems so dull. Gah. I think I’ll call it an early day today. Maybe sleeping could speed the time passing by. Blah. Bye.

owls sweater

Some knitting update!

It’s been ages since I’ve posted a picture or post related to knitting and its like. So here’s a picture of the sweater I’m making. I started it about a month ago, and after some really fast knitting I got the stage where I had to make short rows and I froze.

I kinda panicked, really, and I’d never done short rows before and was absolutely certain that something would go wrong. After two weeks of languishing under a pile of junk I decided, enough was enough. It was wailing and bawling at me and I wanted it to be finished simply so that it would shuddup. I started again last night and it did go wrong (like I predicted, I can be a Seer! lol) because the short rows (to make give the sweater bust some leeway) were placed in the entirely wrong place, and my armholes are at the back of the sweater instead of being placed at the side. I blame the mistake entirely on… my drug-fuzzed mind last night.

Basically this means that I’ll be frogging a couple of rows and reworking the short rows by fudging them. And this lesson teaches you not to knit when you’re high on meds. Speaking of which, it’s time for my next dose. See ya later!

It’s strange having nothing to do, and while I enjoy not having to be on guard all the time, I don’t like the feeling of having nothing to do. With nothing to do, my mind wanders and I fidget a lot. It bugs the hell out of me, and probably the person sitting next to me on the train wondering why I am twisting and turning and squeezing a harmless bag strap. Or tapping my feet incessantly, cocking my head from side to side, staring at people all around me.

I think it was lucky that my parents shoved a book into my hands when I was young. At least the book kept me occupied and I didn’t run around and make a mess at home. Perhaps though, it kept me too occupied. Whatever.

I met up with Joe somewhere this week. I can’t remember when, because my internal clock has melted into nothingness and the days just fly by and I become somewhat dazed, unsure of the time and date and day. (By the way, what date is it today?)

Well, we talked and laughed and joked and had fun, and it was great just talking. I have not really talked to anyone much and I missed talking. Emailing, sms-ing, and forum posts just aren’t substitutes for talking. Being asked whether or not I have eaten or showered or done my chores is not talking. Answering to above said questions is not talking. Talking should be lively (well, not too much) interesting conversation that’s both stimulating and informative.

Okay, just kidding about that one. Talking should just be fun. I don’t get to talk to people very much. It’s not easy.

You never know how much to tell an accquaintance, or how far is too much or when a line has been crossed when you’re talking with someone you don’t really know. Making new friends is never easy, and my habitual state of apathy does not make things easier. I wonder why it is a habit, because really, it wasn’t as though I suffered some sort of great betrayal or lost a loved one or something.

Squelching down unwanted feelings, like excitement and hope and need, is all too easy. “Those who restrain desire, do so because theirs is weak enough to be restrained.” – William Blake. Are my feelings that weak that I can suppress them so easily? I can’t remember reading much about people who suppress their feelings, and that Slytherin mask of indifference that I’m so fascinated by only came when I read about it in secondary school.

For some sort of weird reason, I loved reading romances (so what? I’m a girl, that’s my reason!) with those tall, dark, mysterious strangers who usually are powerful, have been hurt by close ones, are apathetic and seemingly cruel but actually full of feelings and stuff, fall in love with the heroine of the novel who’s usually headstrong, exuberant, and sees past that “mask” the wounded man has on his face. I ended up practicing how to keep a straight face and kept myself still when sometimes all I wanted to do was laugh, jump for joy and be a little silly, if a bit giddy and air-headed.

Sometimes, it’s not what is said but what is not said that is the most important.

…

I finished knitting a hat a few days ago. I started it and ended it the next day, and all that’s left to do now is add the braids and crochet the edges for a smooth finish. I made it for my spoilee, so I don’t think I’ll be posting any pictures of it here until she’s recieved it, which might translate into never making it online for its 5-second-fame on the WWW. I’ve finished quite a couple of stuff, but I don’t care anymore to post them online – not like anyone looks at them, right?

Did I mention I got my WB course books a few weeks ago? Probably not. I’ve been reading the textbooks and I hope to finish my first assignment by this week. I can’t seem to get into the writing mood which is pretty weird since I’d been typing like crazy last weekend about yet another new story idea. It’s crazy, really. I dunno.

Oh, and I was at a talk today morning by Syd Field. He’s supposed to be one of the best screenwriting gurus and the talk was pretty cool. He reconfirmed what I’ve been reading about screenwriting so far, and I liked listening to him talk. He knew how to capture the audience’s attention and the different anecdotes he peppered his talk with were lively and fun to listen to. It’s too bad the course is way over my budget, or I would have signed up in an instant.

There was a free book give-away, too. It went to a guy who tricked me into thinking his name was Wei Wen (aka Don) and even now, I still don’t know what his name is. I think I heard a ‘Chris’ somewhere when Syd Field announced the winner. It was a pity, ’cause I would have liked that book. Maybe I’ll go to the library and see if I can borrow it.

In any case, I think I’ve gotten my writing mode fired up enough. I’ll go off now, and hope maybe that I’ll be able to churn out something!

I’m going to be volunteering to be a videographer for the 22nd Singapore International Film Festival! *squees* That’s going to be pretty darn exciting, not to mention the other perks that’s involved with it. I do hope I’ll be able to help out with that, and I’m sure this will give me a lot more experience than what I have right now. Heh…

Speaking of filming, my editing for my final Proj is going pretty great. Except for those parts where there are the darned continuity errors! ARGH! Today will probably be the last, finalising everything and stuff, and then we’ll submit our homework on Thurs! Hopefully. Did you know I even saw some students filming yesterday? Boy am I glad I’m not the one being late now. I wonder HOW they’re going to finish their work on time. I’d prolly panick my arse out of there. Haha.

Hmm. Here’s a HP video I found on YouTube (when I was surfing last night) and it’s pretty interesting. It’s a Draco/Hermione clip, and the editing’s pretty cool. I look at it and go kinda like – o.O” – the way the clips are used are extremely creative. Just look at it, for fun if you will.

And now I’ve gotten er, hooked onto another story. It’s disturbingly interesting because it’s so impossible and full of crap but somehow, just somehow, the author manages to pull it off and I’m stuck with my laptop, reading chapter after chapter after chapter. Ugh. When I’ve finished it….. Maybe I’ll tell you about it.

Startitis struck me again, I cast on for two more projects, both involving lace. *deflates at thought of lace* Lace is hard. It’s hard hard hard. My eyes are quite about to pop just from staring at the damned chart and I’m so worried I’ll drop a stitch and picking up stitches in lace sucks! That’d be for the Juno Regina Stole. My yarn is slippery, my needles are waaaaay too smooth for my lace work, and I’m hopping mad. But for the other Knitty pattern, they’re the Spring Forward socks!

Yes, my first pair of socks! Heh. I’d been talking about knitting socks to myself for quite the longest time now, and I’ve finally finished enough projects to do new ones. Heh. The yarn I’m using is the one that’s been in my stash for quite a while now, so knitting it is bound to happen. The lace pattern for this is really easy, and the needles I’m using are not smooth! Yay! No need to worry about dropping stitches!

(NOTE: TALKING TO SELF AHEAD)

And then… on a less excited tone, school will be starting soon. The end of a two week holiday is tomorrow. *SIGH* I really really don’t want to go back to school. I know I sound like an errant kid, but I guess it’s ok. This is the first time that I don’t want to go back to school. In all of my 10 years of education since Primary One, I’d always liked school. But now… I can’t bear the thought of going back and having to pretend and try to fit in.

I really really don’t like school now. I guess I’ll have to bear with it. Surely I could do something better? Maybe I should take up karate. Then I would become a fearsome knitter with dpns! *sigh* Going off track again. How should I deal with those people? I’ll need a knitting bag to carry portable WIP and knit when they’re pissing me off.

Hmmm… Would spinning do the trick? Nope. What about knocking them off their feets? Nope, I’m anti violence. How about just putting up with it? School is so lonely…….. I can’t believe at my age I still need imaginary friends. At least they keep me entertained, and don’t ignore me…

Yarn.. They’re the ones who’re close to me now. I’m terrible at maintaining relationships. I don’t know how to put in the proper effort to let closed ones know I care. And I often choose the worst timing. At this rate, I’ll turn into a mad old lady who knits (to keep sane) and keeps cats for company. *sigh*

I wonder if it is all right to worry if I’ve made the right choice. I don’t know if I chose the right school. I remember feeling somewhat like this when I first entered CHR, but now? I don’t know. I don’t know. I’m feeling insecure again.

I need to get a job.

(END RANT)

OK! I feel better now! Genki desu!

I’ll order some more yarn, and some more rovings, and then I’ll spin and dye them all! As for school, I’ll just have to try my hardest. After all, I don’t think I’m putting enough effort, and I want to be able to say I did my best. I will work hard. I’m going to work hard. And then I can wear my socks and Spring Forward too!

So, gambate to me! I’ll be my own best friend if there’ll be no one else!