First off,
HAPPY FATHER'S DAY to my old man, as well as to all the other old ninnys out there with beards on their faces!!! =D (Not like I did much, as usual, but anyway, it's the sincerity that counts, yea?)
OK, first of all, I would like to apologise to all those who have been awaiting my will-be-very-interesting-and-exhilirating post about my trip to lovely London (+Stratford-upon-Avon, +Oxford, +Warwick), because I would have to disappoint you. HAHA. I will, instead, choose a series of nice nice photos (IMbloodyHO: I can't deny the fact that I take good photos!)
Therefore, shall I first redirect you to a coupla blogs to entertain yourself:
Here,
here ('tis a lil updated, so ya'll have to scroll down ya?), and
here (just pictures, though).
So, you must be wondering what I have been doing so far, then. Especially since I have not touched a single hair of my homework yet. Rait[o]. (Right)
I completed my reading of Death Note, rather pleased with the ending. Overall, the manga has been awesome, despite the death of L and how Raito has changed so much. *sobsob*
Also, I have been reading other books, some of which have got me thinking. Which is why I think that I am currently entering Phase III of my life.
Phase One I regard as the years which I no longer have any memory of, except those articulated to me (or attempts to) by my family members.
Phase Two will be everything from the first memory I have, to now.
Obviously, it is not as simple as a matter of years which I'm measuring the "Phases of my Life" with, but a matter of emotions. Or rather, a change in emotions. Which, as aforementioned, was sparked by intense reading of certain books.
However, I believe this phase will end rather soon, possibly at the end of this year.
OK, enough about things you probably do not understand (due to my ultra-complex brain, remember?)
I would also like to announce that shinninghopez will be closed down on 31st December and a new blog shall be started to mark a new start. You know, I'm excited just thinking about school starting with me as a JC Year One. It's all rather...intriguing.
Sure, I'll miss the class, but I don't think I will cry at the end of the year. It'll be easier to just let go quickly.
OK, shall stop my ranting. Going off to prepare for dinner now, adieu!
P.S. Doughnut says hi to everyone! She's next to me right now.
