Fragments of Aria

I am on a roll. Two more chapters are out! Thank you again for the endless support to those who read them. As usual, I will be giving a very short summary of the chapters. Chapter XVII - The Confession. As stated by the title. There will be a confession. What kind of confession? That, you have to discover for yourself. And Ourania is having a festival. Let's hope nothing will get in the way of their celebration. Chapter XVIII - Two Unexpected Encounters. Introducing, two new characters. Whilst Alice and Zachary are taking their time at the festival, a young lady approaches them, much to Alice's surprise. Then Alice will be revealed to a shocking truth about the past... or maybe herself. And are the people, who she encounters her allies, or her worst enemies?

Yes. Finally. After for so many months, a new chapter has finally surfaced.:) All thanks to the support given by my loyal reader(s). Without the support, I don't think I will ever continue it. And it feels nice to be writing again. I really hope the new chapter can regain back the attentions it had once received during the early chapters. Truth to be told, Dance of the Evanescent is the longest series I have ever written. Now that I think about it, I really want to finish it. So many plots and twists still await to be unfold. For instance who truly is Alice? I had heard from some people that she is in fact Chloe. But hey, that particular assumption could be wrong. /grins. Or maybe it is actually true. One thing I like about writing is sharing my imagination with others. Keeping them to myself isn't just enough. And one thing I like about reading is that, I get the chance to feel the imaginations of others. There are no boundaries when it comes to imagination. One's imaginat

Greeting readers and bloggers. It has been so long since my last post. I feel so ashamed to admit it has been several months now. To think I actually made this blog but never even bothered to write anything. Nevertheless, it is never too late for a fresh start yes (although I have been on hiatus on and off the previous months and years)? *sceptical* ...Of course not. These past few months, a lot has happened and a lot has passed by. For instance, I have finally graduated high school -- thank Allah (S.W.T.) for that -- and managed to sit for my final test in High School, which in Malaysia is known as SPM. I have tried to utmost endeavour to be absolutely positive in this but nay, I simply cannot. One thing about that is I tend to think of the bad side of the picture rather than the good side of it. For me, it is better not to have high hopes than have my high hopes shatter into gazillion pieces once the results are out. I possess neither the intelligence nor confidence. However, I am ha

Hey readers[slash]bloggers. It has been quite of a long time now, no? Since my last post, certainly it really has been a very long time. I could not even recall the last time I posted something. Anyway, I just ought to give you all the good news, which is, I am not dead. Thus, the blog still lives. Quite the usage of words, yes? I should be more witty when it comes to select the right words to really convey what I am trying to say. Yeah, going to work on that. And trying to find the solution to my tend 'to-beat-around-the-bushes.' I have been warned by my teacher I school. ...several times now. Regardless, I fail. Ultimately. Then she told me to be more precise and straight to the point. Excuse me, but is it not the same thing? Just simply putting them in different words. But as you have requested me to do, Mrs. I-Shall-Not-Put-Your-Real-Name-Thus-I-Will-Call-You-MRS.-XYZ. Then I will do... and try. And keep trying. Until I am tired of trying anymore.

Last post was on April 20th 2011, And today is apparently, well, June 1st 2011. How ironic is that? This time I won't come up with any lame excuse to explain myself. Let's just say, exams got the best of me. Due to my bad habit of revising all these subjects in the last minute possible, I've been really occupied with them exams. 'But exams were on the month of May. Whatever happened to me before hand?' I know right. I didn't even write a special post about my oh-so-fantastic birthday. Which by the way was on the 1st May. As far as I could remember, I did nothing so out of ordinary. Doing my usual, daily activities. And not expecting any surprises or even... presents, really. I told my parents I want no cake. Because I find cake to be ultimately... insignificant. So as Birthdays. I admit, where I was an innocent kid I simply cannot wait for 1st May to arrive, but now, Man, what's the difference? That's just... probably my opinion. But if others birthday -

Yeah. Like. what happened to this blog? I apologize for the lack of updates nowadays. I've been busy, again, the same lame excuse. Even if I weren't busy, I was probably be doing something like resting. Yeah, that's an idea. However, since the kawad competition has ended, so I'm less-busy I guess. To think I actually joined the Scouts marching this year, haha. Last time I joined was on 2008. But somehow, I could still remember the steps and the formations -- considering we used the same formations. So, skipping once and twice of the practice didn't cause that much harm. :DD Now, I am stressing over Canteen Day. And I don't like how we called it 'Canteen Day.' xD I shall replace it with 'School Festival' instead. Since I'm head of the Kelab Pustaka a.k.a the Bookworm Club (but not so much of a bookworm either), I sort of have to do a lot of work. Thank God, my friends are helping. We will be doing two things this year. One is 'Heart2Heart&

Hey, peeps. I am so hyper, right now-- for no apparent reasons. Anyway, if I ever mentioned it before; remember when I said I was gonna do a short story for the school magazine? Well, I finished it. A long time ago. Okay, maybe it wasn't that long time ago, it was on the day that I went to Port Dickson with my family. The vacation was great. Totally helped me to relax. Anywho, for those interested. I decided to post a little 'sneak peek' before I post the real thing. Haha. Yeah, I don't know what else to put here. Enjoy~; “Oh, wow. This is just so hard to believe…” The girl, Emily, gushed. “You’d finally woke up, Ady.” Emily was so happy she could actually burst into tears. Their conversation however, was put on a hold when they heard a knocking. The door slowly creaked open. “Good morning, Mr. Adrian Summers. How are you today?” The nurse stepped inside with a tray of just a glass of water and some pills. “Here some medicine to make your groggy go away. I’m ce

Firstly, this post, which I think it's kinda different than most of my posts before. Or that embarrassing previous post. Forgive me! ;) I wanted to delete it, but then again, I thought why should I? Just leave it as something to do with me growing up. Maybe I'll be laughing in the next 4 or 5 years when I read it again.! Anyway, I want to share this with the people I love out there. Even the people I met online. You guys are special to me just as much. :) Spare of your 2 minutes and 22 seconds to watch the video! :) So, just, Be yourself&stay proud.

I'm probably writing this, typing... whatever, not in my right mind. Insanity takes over. I... just need to get this off my chest. This emo feeling take me by surprise. Without noticing, I'm already crying. Odd. But I feel as if I am stabbed to the heart. I mean, it's ironic when you know you have friends yet; you can hardly talk to them. In terms of when you're feeling down or something just make you feel...well, upset. Like now. I just need someone to talk too. But my friends will never be the first ones I would actually think about at times like this. Is that... cruel of me? I'm starting to have doubts. I thought... I seriously thought; That we could share everything with our best friends. Then why do I hesitate? Do you? To those who read this, can I ask you; do you actually, talk to the people you close to? Best friends, friends for instance. Things that makes you feel down, etc. Or when you're upset, will those people be the first you find to console to the

Good morning fellas. A bright, peaceful morning indeed. Yesterday, I managed to tidy up my room, which took longer than I had expected. But it's still not to my satisfaction. I don't know why; but I feel as if something's missing. Just like my new blog layout. I finished it like on Monday or something, and the feeling of incomplete still there. Just... what.is.missing? Moving on; whilst I was navigating around facebook, I found a certain individual with a comment that deserved some flaming from me. Although I don't want to flame anyone, especially here; but...but... that ugh, arrogant retort. I'm just sharing, and don't worry, I'm not gonna say his/her name. He/She first wrote that on his/her wall. I do agree about the BBC. But the part when he/she said that he/she literally, LAUGHED OUT LOUD at Japan's misfortunes (miss fortunes???? HAH!), just so dang heartless. Yeah. Shyt happens. But the weren't just SOME shyt. People DIED. Show some remorse dar

Exactly. It's the first day of break. But feels normal to me, minus the waking-up-early-to-go-to-school and no alarms. Hurrah! I just love 'no alarms' day. (yes, I own a Mickey Mouse alarm clock.) (and yes, I'm a Disney geek.) Why I used the term 'alarms' you ask? Well, because every school days I use more than one alarm. Around seven, I think. Ahaha. Don't ask why. ~ The good thing about today is that I managed to fix my *beep*-ed up youtube. I was having problems with the youtube video player rather than the video itself. The player was all blurry and blah. It took me days to fix it. Or I was too lazy to even attempt to fix it. I just did a little google search. A lot actually. I even uninstalled my Adobe Flash Player and reinstalled it. But turned out, I only needed to right click on the video and alter the setting; disabling the whatever-acceleration thingy. Go figure. Doesn't matter anymore. At least, it's fixed now. I'm just grateful for th

So, here's my post to cover all those past weeks of no updates. You can't blame me. I really, was busy. I thought on the second month I might got the hang of being a Form 5 student. Turns out, it's harder than I thought. First of 2011 exams has passed. So far, I have no F. Thank God for that. Oh wait, the only paper that's left is Bahasa. So technically, I MIGHT have no F after all. Again, thank God for that. And my sister and her husband (including my new nephew Haziq) have just got back from London. For me, it was like several years not seeing her, although it was just a year. But still... you get the picture right? And Haziq is just so.... urgh. Simply adorable. After they got back, my parents immediately booked us rooms at Legend's Port Dickson Water Chalet, just because Haziq wanted to swim. Ahaha. The family's new quote; Everything because of Haziq. Literally. ;) It was really fun. When it was time to go home, I was reluctant. Because, for the first time,

As the title says; Holiday is here. Just one week, but still. I could use a break. Especially to update this (almost) deserted blog of mine. Okay, this is just a pre-post before I start babbling about my life those few weeks before break. So, before I begin (on my next post), allow me to share you a video, that I found it to be ultimately hilarious. The first 10-30 seconds, literally KILLED me of laughter. Ahaha. Seriously. Michael Buble for.the.win. Well, that's all. See you guys at (perhaps) the next post!

As you can see, I haven't been blogging quite as frequently as I used to. If you ask me what my excuse might be, it would be either school or that I'm just being typically lazy. But for my laziness to last to the extent, from February 2nd to February 19th is very much unthinkable. This post is merely to show that I'm not dead or that this blog had been cruelly deserted by its own mistress. Now, now. Let's just ignore these babbles and go through with the real content of this post shall we? As you readers out there clearly informed, Valentine's Day has just passed by. Believe or not, I got a Valentine chocolate. And no, I didn't buy it and give it to myself after writing, 'From your secret admirer.' Or that I celebrate Valentine's Day. I don't. Frankly, I find it a little too overrated. Considering why should people say they love each other just on that particular day when it's more romantic when they convey those feelings on unexpected moment

Okay. This time, I'm just gonna keep this post short and simple. Seriously. Or hopefully, I could. Let's just start already. Actually I heart... Clear ❤ Gyaaaahhhh. . . . *the squeal goes on and on* This has smexy written all over. //dies of utmost happiness. Clear-様は、本当に凄いの人だれ。 A R I A. Simple enough for you? Ahaha.

Today's Monday. And my mum and I (including my little sister) went shopping; just in Seremban 2, nowhere else. Ahah. Usually I would just say 'Pass' to this kind of journey. But, honestly, I was a bit excited to go shopping. Since I needed to buy a present for my little friend. Speaking of which, Nat. Sorry for the late present! Happy Birthday. From you WGs losers, much love too, Aria.Rahiza.Nany. Hopefully she'll like them. I had a hard time choosing what to buy. Seriously. Ah, and yes. I bought them at Momoe. My most favourite store ever.! Second will be Orange Sorbet. Most of my wardrobes are those brands. Because they are so casually cute yet cool. And yes, the carpet you see there. Is none other than Pooh and Tigger. I did say that I am a major Disney nerd did I not? I should do a tour of my room. Sounds fun eh? Then, I bought a little thing(s) for myself too. Except it's something edible or should I say; drinkable. Or maybe... consumable instead? Ahah. Whichev

Be warned. This is a random post. Just to waste your time. Heed my warning. Do not proceed if you think this might be; a complete waste of your time. Thank you. One morning (more likes yesterday morning), I posted a status on my Fb. Should I translate this? Ahaha. I was just greeting the early facebookers. Good morning, everyone. What is today's breakfast? My Akihiko love-rival commented. So I replied. Commented back. Replied. The pattern went on and on. Temporarily. Conclusion; I have a Mareshiajin-eating-Furansu-food-for-dessert-in-the-morning. Yippie. Objective; Random. Teehee. ♥ P/S; Did I mentioned that I am so heading over heels in love with the NicoNico Douga singers all over again? Particularly Clear, Nero and the rest of the PointFive(.5) members? I'll probably make a post of them soon.! P/S/S; And did I mentioned I ate Korean pancakes (cooked by none other my mummy ♥), inspired by Lee Hyori from Family Outing S1.

I know one thing that can't be helped no matter how much you try. Or maybe a couple of things. For instance, fate. Second is... love. Yes, no matter how much I want to deny it. No matter how many times I shake my head off the thought. In the end, it always comes back to me. But... This time is different. At least, I like to think so. For years, my crushes would be either those of video games characters or animations characters, even now characters from novels that I read. To think there is a real, living human crush of mine just a few steps away from my seat in class. Is it so hard to just say 'hi, can we be friends?' Please, give me courage. To even talk to you. Just being friends and share all the things we have in-common--- Is already a dream come true. I love to listen to the songs you've written I understand perfectly that you will never let anyone into your life that easy. But, can you make me the only exception? And somehow this has become like a short story for

How should I say this in order to really elaborate on my, this time, idiom-ish entitled post? Well, let's just say, the people around me are. I think it might be just one-sided. Considering THOSE people who started first. And of course, I'm not here to badmouth anyone. Yeah, yeah; I know. I used to. It was just a one time thing. I'm not gonna delete the previous post (of one containing my anger on someone) neither will I make another one like that. This is a blog, so I'll use whatever it has to offer. Like for instance, the freedom of speech . And yes, I just love to beat around the bush. It what makes any posts interesting. Come on, if you just leave is too short and simple. It doesn't show the Malaysian shyness. Or how my Bahasa teacher will always say; 'Orang Melayu suka cakap berlapik-lapik.' Totally second that. And I will live up to that quote, teacher. Ugh, I did it again. I just shifted into another topic. Forgive me for doing so. Anyways, once you

Reunion. Yes. Years of separation, and always postponing our reunion, Neeya and I have finally met for the first time after four years. I guess, all thanks to a friend of hers, Iskandar, for letting it happened. Of course, God too. It started upon just a mere share of link about the MPO, a.k.a Malaysia Philharmonic Orchestra. He commented. And we talked about the wonders of the concert. One day, suddenly, he commented on my FB wall. "Are you going to the MPO with us?" I was stunt. Clearly, I thought it was only a joke. A fun, imaginary joke to fulfill my sweet desire of going to watch MPO once in a lifetime. Guess, he didn't think that way. I was broke. So broke. But he told me, that it was his 'treat.' There was no way I could decline such offer. Though, I had my hesitations. But then again, even if he wasn't going to 'treat' me. I'll still go anyways. Considering my mum said it could be my early birthday present. Speaking of presents, I like to m

Today was the Marathon Day. Believe or not, I sorta had fun. Though, I just ran all by myself considering that two of my friends were absent. Yes, lonely I was. While the other two are the Red Crescent Society, thus, they had to stand and watch out for injured students/runners. If there was one. Oh, there was one. Carry on, tomorrow's Sunday. But do I have anything planned on? Er. Might be. But not a definite answer. Though, hopefully, my plan goes as plan. Hopefully. Please do. If so, I have to finish all the homework. There sure a lot of homework. And did I mention that I dislike directed writing? I haven't? Well, I do. At times. Depending on the topic. Articles, nay. I hate it most. The main reason that I kinda dislike directing writing is that... they give you the words. I mean, sure, the words aren't which I normally used. But sometimes it's hard for me. Especially if it's regarding something so out of my league. Like a house on fire or something. Or even, an a

*hands stretches* Finally, a day off. I could use some rest. Especially after I had to run 7 kilometres for the school marathon. Oh, wait. I have to run again this Saturday. Yesterday was just the 'rehearsal.' But man, the way how my legs are still sore and my body is still aching, I wouldn't really call that a ' rehearsal ' at all. They could at least make next Monday a holiday, or even tomorrow. By then, I could actually be ' mentally' and ' physically' prepared. Yesterday, I didn't have to go to class the whole day. As I was involved in the Leadership Course . Most of my friends did too. And surprisingly, I find it pretty fun. Through the evening and night, I was a bit emotionally unstable. I was doing the usual; resting while chatting with my friends. They were discussing about something. I was sleepy, exhausted but I didn't want to sleep. So in my sleep-deprived state, I kept on chatting, hoping that they would change their topic from &#