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Name: Riot
Country: Hong Kong
Gender: Female


Interests: Wargame, martial arts, (hapkido, taekwondo) reading, drawing, music, writing both fiction and non fictional, bio, physics, psychology, philosophy, animes, RPG games, DDR, CQB, belly dance, basketball, water polo, photography, swords, animals, sleep! ETC.....
Expertise: photography, art and design, CQB
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Member Since: 10/23/2003

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Saturday, September 08, 2007

Writen in words, spoken through signs....

Xanga like any other blog had its uses, its purpose and its point of popularilty and growth.
I had suprisingly remained loyal to this, filling it with multiple memories and paths of life. A series of random thoughts and impulsive rants. Ah, yes, xanga was where i secluded my life of school to the life outside of that community, it was almost like a place where i could be myself without boundaries.

But this is also where it reminds of me things that no longer needs revisiting.
I forget that i can delete thoughts, but manifestation is nothing i can avoid when i see the source or link to its memory. Unfortunately, i've decided i can no longer hold this up. And despite how i reminded myself that i wouldn't choose to close this, ultimately, it proved invalid anymore.

Xanga, thank you for taking my thoughts, listening to my rambles and rants, to witness my passing memories...
Its been great fun, but this is another chapter to myself that i will close, yet hold close to my mind.

Farewell.

~CLOSED~


Saturday, September 01, 2007

Xanga

Gosh, has it been a long time since my last visit here...
I remember when i'd used to daily check this palce out and socialise quietly between the closest of friends and kin, and now, its pretty much empty yet echos or many memories and moments. A hall of nostaliga i suppose. =p

I don't think i'll be closing this seeing as how i dislike using Lj and the likes. However i might tranfer myself to writerscafe.com to purely write as my form of relief. Then again i can't rant and all...
I shall desribe it through poems then! Feel the angsty wordings! ^0^ lol
Nah, that won't always happen, but heck i don't think i can be bugged to keep up with something to write my daily evnets onto an online log. One, i'm a lazy shite and secondly, i doubt i want to describe my mundane life, although there are some interesting events but nonetheless! Why on earth would anyone read out my bloody life?
Okay, minus any possible stalkers and bored people who keep track of others are their distrubed hobby.... *shifty eyes*

Anyways, comp got reformated a few weeks back and thankfully my picture and document files were intact however.....(yes the downside...) i lost ALL picture and music files ever listed in my computer. D:
UN CATASTROPHE!!!!
Bleh, so my mates ended up sending me their list of songs which i had before. And so 'operation build music up again' had begun.

Other then that, i have a GS coursework due in tomorrow and i'm hoping the list regarding my uni will come through early so i can work on my PS. For today, i'm aiming to do some more work on my textiles and media. Psych will have to wait until after school on monday. Bleh, i simply deteste the whole gs coursework deadline. >.>
Topic IS interesting i'll give you that but after they pushed it, i simply lost the taste of enjoyment. =/

Now to get crackin. YOSH.


Monday, June 25, 2007

Cloud watching...

Forever my easiest and favorite hobby. o^^o

 


Sunday, June 24, 2007

Lets play the waiting game
Lets use the hunting tactic
Like brothers in arms
Like lovers at heart
Bound by trust and pure andrenaline

Keen senses
Sharp eyes
You taste the fear
The sweat that trickles down your brow
They're hiding.

 


Birds of a feather, flock together

 



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