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The first TEN people to comment in this post get to request that I write a drabble of any pairing/character/gen fic of their choosing. In return, they have to post this in their journal, regardless of their ability level. If you absolutely can't write, maybe find a creative alternative?

I can write for : Inception, Harry Potter, Slam Dunk, Glee & October Daye books. I should mention that for the latter two I'm only up to Dream On and ALH.

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Okay. I know you guys who watch me don't really read me. I understand that- I don't post often, I don't post much, and I don't post interesting things.

But I am asking you to read now. If you won't finish reading this post, at least read hers. Read it, and repost it on your own journal. She deserves it. I'm half a world away from her and I only learned of her today from my friend, but I beseech you, read what has happened over the past few weeks to her and her family, and then spread the word. Get her heard.

Okay, fine, bandwagon

Hit me with a character/pairing and a word, I'll spit out a sentence.


Hit me with a character/pairing and a couple of sentences-worth of prompt, I'll spit out 100 words (although they'll probably be cracky).

And yeah, it's multi-fandom. Oh baby is it multi-fandom.

20 feels weird.

It's my birthday and I'm facebook-popular.

Also, my ex-boyfriend is a ninja mailman who couldn't slide the card under the door, so he asked my neighbour to give it to me.

Also also, I spotted this hugging meme! An awesome excuse to use this macro all over the place xD

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I totally stole this from miggy. You should give it a try too.

Pick a paragraph (or any passage less than 500 words) from any story I've written, and comment to this post with that selection. I will then give you a DVD commentary on that snippet: what I was thinking when I wrote it, why I wrote it in the first place, what's going on in the character's heads, why I chose certain words, what this moment means in the context of the rest of the fic, lots of awful puns, and anything else that you'd expect to find on a DVD commentary track.

I'm using 'any story' to mean both my fan and original fiction. So have at.

(Or use this post to prod me about the stuff that's languishing on my hard disk so I'll finish it. I'm not picky- plus I doubt I'll get many replies anyway.)

RIP, Mdm Kwa Geok Choo

So Mdm Kwa Geok Choo, aka Mrs Lee Kuan Yew, is dead. What little I know of her represented a piece of Singapore history to me. Her marriage, the odd factoids that remain in my mind of it, was trivia only, a footnote in the story of her husband's life.

But it was through the Sunday columns of her daughter, Dr Lee Wei Ling, that I met the woman. By the time I started reading Dr Lee's columns, Mdm Kwa had had her strokes. It was with the columns Dr Lee wrote concerning her mother that I felt her family's pain at seeing their wife, their mother, their grandmother, no longer able to live as she once had. Her vitality and life was merely memories.

It is because of those columns that I feel all the more deeply their loss.

It behooves me to mention that I met the news of her death at work. To be accurate, my coworker informed us that Mr Lee Kuan Yew was dead. Minutes later, he found out that he was wrong, that MrS Lee Kuan Yew was dead. My mood, already sunken by the 'news' of Mr Lee's death, was briefly lifted by awareness of the error committed before it registered that Mdm Kwa was dead.

Goodbye, Mdm Kwa. You will be missed, so very, very much. Rest in Peace, and know that all Singapore mourns.
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How spiritual are you? (1= not very, 10= extremely)

Mean: 5.20 Median: 5 Std. Dev 3.01

This poll is for thehausofgaga, guys. Nothing to see here.

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I was at the park with my boyfriend. I was reading, so I wasn't paying attention to my surroundings. My boyfriend suddenly yelled, "They left him there!"

What had happened was that three kids were cycling, two girls about thirteen and nine, and a boy no older than five. The boy had already been shouting for them to wait as they had passed us, but a little further on, they cycled out of sight, leaving the boy crying. I ran over and tried to comfort the boy as well as trying to look out for the other two, or for their parents. When they cycled back (gone no longer than two minutes, all told, but it seemed longer), I scolded them and left with my boyfriend.

I'm not someone who's good with kids. I don't have the faintest idea how to interact with someone much younger than myself and when confronted with any of my young cousins, just do my best not to make them cry. But even I can tell when a child is really, truly terrified, and that's what was happening here.

I just... gah.

This is *incredibly* rude.

This is a thread asking for people to join in in remembering a deceased member of their community. They want to plan an event to combine with a memorial of her 21st birthday in September. The topic starter lists youtube videos of the deceased, and the deceased's mother's email and phone number for those who wish to get in contact with her. A book is also being published based on the deceased's journal.

Apparently, it is in the wrong section, so the mod says: "Wrong section. Moving to bin."

If it's in the wrong section, the least you could do is move it to the right section. It's in memory of the dead for cryin' out loud. It behooves you, as a mod, to show some compassion.
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I've never woken up this early, or if I've woken earlier I'm already out of my room/the house. But I've been readjusting my sleep cycle the past few days, so perhaps that accounts for it.

I looked up at my windows (which has blue filters on it for some reason I'm not clear on) to observe a gorgeous shade of purple which I'd never seen before. Naturally I went to open them and see what had brought that on, which, given the time, was naturally the sunrise. (Unfortunately, my windows face south, so I can view neither sunrise nor set.)

Nevertheless, I got to see the sky as lovely a peach-colour as you could imagine. I love days like this. ♥