*With a swish and a flick, behold a magic trick
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The Narcissist

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Yours truly. 17. Female. Malaysian. Petite. 27th MAY. Single. Maybe available *hinthint* NEWS is her only drug. Absolutely, magically in love with BEAST. Hey! Say! JUMP. SHINee. Super Junior. In that order. Assuntarian. A Harry Potter Twitter Role-Player. Compulsive writer. Lusting for a glance in her direction. Sings like the world is deaf. As genuine as you can get. A self-proclaimed narcissist. Enjoys not having the other half
Love me? Hate me? I'll still be me. Enjoy. Lyn|Avery
Books Pave the Way to Destruction Yet to A Beauty Beyond Imaginations


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Her Domain

286 posts from 5 June 2011
Escaping the conforms of society
To stupefy the endless expanse of the universe
Advancing into a world unknown
Please don't RIP Ask permission.
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Her Cravings

• To be any JE member's adopted sister
• My first book published
• To meet NewS
• To meet Hey!Say!JUMP
• To meet Super Junior
• To meet SHINee
• To get signed to SM Entertainment
• A degree in English
• Black skinnies (:
White skinnies (:
A pet. Definetely
• Japanese boy uniform
• To perform a JE song medley
• To perform in Tokyo Dome and get signed to JE
• Another trip to Japan
• Permanent Japanese residence
• A yukata
A red and black checkered scarf
• To cosplay
• My first perfect Japanese bento lunch
A Japanese dictionary
• Understand and speak fluent Japanese
• Understand and speak fluent Korean
• National status as a writer
• A laptop or something similar
Will be updated when fancy strikes

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Her One True Loves

MY BRATs TEAM. Alor Star 2011 NewS (Lots of love). Hey! Say! JUMP. Masuda Takahisa. Kato Shigeaki. Pen. Paper. Trees. Yamashita Tomohisa SHINee 3A12009. Super Junior. Nakajima Yuuto. Mathematics. Window shopping. Tegoshi Yuya. Japan! Twilight and Dusk. Kim Jong-Woon Sunset. Beaches. Rain. Stars. Inspiration. Koyama Keiichiro. Colours. Winter. Snow. Winter jackets. Nishikido Ryo.

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A few words would be nice. :D

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twirling with ribbons of fantasy; pen to paper
Sunday, June 28, 2009 @ 3:50 AM
twirling with ribbons of fantasy; pen to paper
Sometimes the fantasy becomes so real that you actually live it

Pen to paper.
The ink smudging as I write with my left hand.
The thrill of a new idea forming.
The many errors that occur as I get a giant brainstorm.
I absolutely miss the thrill of writing.
I've barely written a page since the holidays.
Been held down by the mindless bunch of homework that I have yet to complete.
English, History, Geography...etc.
Even Art.
I don't think I really care about Art anymore.
It's a mindless subject.
But there will be a big fat C on the certificate that I will receive at the end of the year.
Is it worth the C?
No idea. Hmm...That is left to be seen if I give a damn about art.
To spur from the original topic:
Why do we learn art in school? Not art! Whatever shit we're learning in school at the moment is not art. It is just mindless drawing which the teacher bribes the students to finish with promises of adding in the marks obtained to another part of pointless learning which brings me to the textbook part of studying art.
You'd think we would learn useful techniques in the textbook to practise in the real artworks that we would create.
Sadly, the textbook teaches no techniques but instead gives you useless notes that you are made to memorise to once again obtain marks which will be added to the marks of the artworks created through the bribing of A's by the Art teacher.
What is the use of a textbook in Art class?
You do not go to an art school and see them carrying textbooks. Instead, they all carry sketchbooks. And the artworks in them are not graded based on beauty and perfection. It is graded on creativity, originality. Whereas in school, it is graded on the perfection of it. It would be absolutely cliche. And you would need to think of something within the box and not leap to creative heights.
Isn't that what art is all about?
Creative heights and exploring your inner artist?
On the contrary, in school, we are given examples to copy from and we have to make exact replicas of the "perfect" artwork that will be pasted on the whiteboard for the whole class of 46 to copy in perfect detail.
We are merely making copies and not our own artwork.
The teacher doesn't bother to teach.
She will stand in front of the class and say, "Now class, you have to copy all eight pictures and I want it in three weeks time."
There is no real art teaching there.
Just mindless copying.
She doesn't teach.
She just instructs.
Where is the real point in learning art?
I do not see the point in learning art in school.
And for the SPM examinations, art is a compulsory subject.
Where is the fun in learning art? Where is the beauty and satisfaction of creating something from the depths of your mind and heart?
Lost for the A's and useless lessons learnt in class.
Take the Calligraphy lesson for example.
Sure, we were taught how to write in Form2 but that too, we were given examples by the teacher to copy.
No real teaching is ever done in art class.
Whatever is done during the exams has nothing to do with whatever is learnt in class.
In exams, that is the only time where there are no limitations as to what you can create.
In conclusion, art taught in Malaysian schools are a waste of time.
We could use that time to do something more productive like learning a second language or having extra periods of Psychical Education.

Back to my original topic:
Just to say, once more, I'm on a writing hiatus with tons of fantasies in mind. Not one has been put down and NO! Not that kind of fantasies. Fantasies or more likely I should say ideas so as to not have people thinking in a different way. And to think that I wanted to release my best book to date at the end of this year or middle of next year. I'll never be finished in time with the stupid pile of homework and the amount of studying I haven't done.
So much for putting the pen to paper
And imagination to reality.
Muchappreciationandlove,
Lynxoxo