Okay, yah, I'm writing this when I should be doing my work. But, pfft, I'm not keen on working.

I was reading today's newspaper. The earthquake. Gosh, the earthquake! 4,611 people died, and about 200,000 are homeless.
It's devastating. Ever since I started really reading the newspapers, I've became more grateful for my life.

To those who died, rest in peace. To those who are alive, live in peace. You don't know healing or redemption until you've felt pain.

I'm glad that Malaysia is helping out the victims and whatnot. Malaysia boleh, woohoo! According to the list, Malaysia has sent out some doctors and others, along with medicine and blankets and whatnot.

The US has also sent $2,500,000 I think. I'm typing all this from memory, so I'm probably wrong. But I do remember that they meant to give much less, like $500,000.

China, Canada, and Singapore also gave some aid. One thing that I was wondering about when I was reading that article was: 'WHERE THE HECK IS AUSTRALIA???'

No, really. Where the heck is Australia, and why aren't they doing anything? Pfft, disgraceful. Ya, rly.

Ah, Malaysia boleh, indeed.

There was another article in the newspaper regarding a widow. Her husband died, and she has three sons to take care of, and she's basically broke, etc.
Someone donated cash to her and pledged to support her children's education. AND he remained anonymous.

So, not only is he being generous, he's also being humble and modest. Isn't there some verse in the Bible that says that you shouldn't boast about the stuff you did? Something like that?

It's these cases of generosity and kindness that restores my faith in mankind. It really brings a smile on my face to see these kind of things. Big donations, small helping hands, whatever: it's just very comforting to know that there's still some chivalry and some good in this world.

Gotta keep the faith in good, people!

In all those pages in the newspapers, you can read of horrible things. Rape, kidnappings, murders, earthquakes, tsunami, hurricanes, death, you name it! But search carefully throughout the pages, and you can see some good: a kind and generous donor, countries lending a helping hand, friends celebrating the marriage of two, and sometimes there's an inspirational article.

It's like life, really. Don't look at the big picture: everything will clutter up and it'll look as if they're all fighting for some attention.
But look at the details, each little thing. There's hardwork and there's some emotions poured into each little thing.

When the world began, it began good. But time brings corruption, and that's what happened.
So instead of being good, the world turned evil and baaaaad. But if you look closely, not just at mankind in general, you can see friendly smiles, helping hands, and caring people.

Aye, 'tis a beautiful world if you perceive it to be. Have faith, and an observant eye.

Roanne <--- useless.

That pretty much sums up this entire post.
How am I useless? Well, if it isn't blatantly obvious to you, allow me to list it all.

1) This blog itself. What, do I even really post here? I never update the damn skin? Heck, no cool crap for you, the bored reader, to screw around with? Man, I suck.

2) Schoolwork. Damn you, algebra. May you burn in the everlasting flames of the underworld, alongside with lawyers, insurance agents, and that Malay punk who said that divorced women were "gatal".
On the other hand, I gotta thank the 'gatal' guy for something. He taught me a new Malay word. Whoop-dee-doo.

3) Laziness to even have fun. Gosh. I'm pathetic. I'm too lazy to even talk to anyone, or watch a movie, or whatever. I bet that I'm going to die from starvation. I'll probably die 10 feet away from my kitchen too.

4) Inability to learn something new. Piano? Pssht, play it later. Maya? Pssht, learn what the hell a NURB is later.

5) Stupidity to not do easy stuff that'll benefit me. Why am I always sick? Simple: I don't take care of myself. Ack. Serves me right, I guess. Nyum-nyum, to quote the bouncing Ancient.

6) My DAMN NOVEL. GOSH! Rawr.

Out of all these, #6 is the one that's bugging me right now. It's been a few days since I updated my novel. My updates are few and far inbetween.

Honestly, my novel depresses me. I love writing it, but all the technical details suck.
Writing is not easy. Repeat after me: writing is not easy. If you think it is, I advise you to write a novel with 50,000 words in one month. Hah, just try it!

I did attempt to do that, writing to the NaNoWriMo guidelines. Needless to say, I didn't finish it. Heck, I only got up to 2,000 words on the deadline.

Either way, I'm still writing that novel. Yay-may. Rawr.
And it sucks. Horrendously. Sometimes, I get scared to open the document because I'm afraid of what I might read. There are a few scenes that I'm quite pleased with, but with all the lameness that I see...eek.

What's bugging me right now is my novel's direction. Do I want it to be epic style? You know, something that's heavily fantasy, and with a sort of otherworldly elegance. Yes, like LotR.
My story is...fantasy/sci-fi. Yuck. Is that a good mix? A nice combo? Or is it destined to suck? Urgh. Burn.

...you know, now that I think of it, it's not really sci-fi. I mean, it isn't set in a medieval setting, but it's not actually that technologically advanced.

Hah, maybe I can scratch off the word 'sci-fi' then.

Erm, to return to the origin, I've been bitten by the epic bug. I now have the sudden urge to write fantastic stories of heroes and morals, or wars and worlds. In other words, I want to write like Tolkien, and make a LotR carbon copy. Hah.
But you know, just by watching LotR or Narnia or whatnot, I just want to create something as creative as that.

Wait. The keyword there is 'creative'. I should redefine creativity by myself, not follow some other person's footsteps!

Ah. I feel much better.

On a completely unrelated topic, I am exceedingly pissed off at my laptop's wireless. MUST YOU KEEP RESETTING AND DISCONNECTING? BURN!