Below are the 19 most recent journal entries recorded in diana_hnd's LiveJournal:

Monday, May 18th, 2009
8:34 pm	maxsterism  asked me to take a Star Trek survey, and here are the results: Your results: You are An Expendable Character (Redshirt) An Expendable Character (Redshirt) 80% Chekov 50% Spock 47% Jean-Luc Picard 45% Deanna Troi 45% James T. Kirk (Captain) 40% Will Riker 40% Uhura 35% Leonard McCoy (Bones) 30% Data 30% Geordi LaForge 30% Beverly Crusher 25% Worf 20% Mr. Scott 15% Mr. Sulu 15% Since your accomplishments are seldom noticed, and you are rarely thought of, you are expendable. That doesn't mean your job isn't important but if you were in Star Trek you would be killed off in the first episode you appeared in. Click here to take the Star Trek Personality Quiz .............. NOOOOOOOO-!!!!!! I'M EXPENDABLE!!!!!! *SOBS* (9 Comments |Comment on this)
Saturday, September 1st, 2007
10:54 pm	The Incredibly Fake Journeys of Diana-HND - 1 September 2007 The Incredibly Fake Journeys of Diana-HND Important note before reading: None of what is written below is true at all. What you will be reading is a 1000% deviation of real-life incidents. Good luck in trying to sift out what is real and what is not! In the meantime, enjoy reading! Let's see... where was I? Oh yes. My last entry was about how my father buying me lunch lead to me burning the house down. Like what I previously mentioned, a third of the house survived the fiery massacre. Particularly the bedrooms on the 3rd floor. The 1st and 2nd floor were pretty much incinerated. All that's left of them is the house supports; the pillars. Or rather, that was what's left of it. A few days after the fire, while I was in my room, the pillars decided to give way. Naturally, my room crumbled too. Luckily, I didn't die. Just a few sprains here and there, and trip to the chiropractor fixed it all up. Actually, it was 2 trips. The first chiropractor bend me in such a way that my right arm was pointing to the left and vice versa. My dad gave him the SmackDown before getting me to another one. Did I mentioned that my Dad was previously a professional wrestler? The 2nd chiropractor fixed me back, thank goodness for that. Of course, since chiropractor no. 1 screwed up so bad, no. 2 had to do some major fixing. And that equals to a lot of cracking and a lot of pain, pain, pain, PAIN, DEAR GOSH PAIN!!! I looked like a bent scarecrow when I got out the clinic. Yes, a little shaken up, traumatised, but fixed nonetheless. Dad looked relieved that I was walking straight. Then there was the issue of the house. It's ruined. Finito. Adios amigos. Or whatever goodbyes or gone-for-good phrases in any other language there can be. So Dad managed to get another house in a different area. I'll be moving in to a different neighbourhood. Sigh... I'm going to miss this neighbourhood. The neighbours are such sweet people. They were the first to call the fire brigade when our house was set on fire nearly 5 times. They helped Dad to turn the car back on its wheel when it got flooded. And they're terribly gullible. I sent a chain letter to my next door neighbour, which was written, "If you don't send this letter to the next 5 neighbours, you'll wake up as a toyol." The next day, I saw nearly 10 houses near mine with their letter boxes filled with chain letters. Mine included. And then there was the "monster-under-the-bed" rumour that I started by stuffing a hedgehog under a neighbour's bed when my family attended their party. None of them suspected me. To them, I will always be "The poor girl who accidently set the house on fire 5 times in a year". Sigh... I will miss them. And I will miss tricking 'em all. My family's been doing up the house to make it look good again. We got a reliable contractor to do the renovations. However, while he and his employees were clearing up a huge-HUGE forest bush at the backyard, they realized that an anaconda was living in that bush. And it was one hell of a serpent. It nearly killed one of the contractor's men. Boy, it was hungry and mad. I guess its previous owner decide to leave it behind. How mean. But that means we could keep 'im! Unfortunately, Mom hates snakes, let alone an anaconda! Whenever she hears about a snake, she'd immediately dress up in her crocodile-skin attire. To protect herself from snake bites. When she heard about the anaconda, she wouldn't take off the crocodile suit until the whole day passed by. Dad was just as disappointed that we couldn't get to keep the anaconda. In fact, he was looking forward to it. He even planned to name it Reddy Gonzales. Don't ask me why he'd name the serpent like that. But he decided that Mom's mental well-being was more important. He contacted the government zoo authorities to pick it up. But picking it up is another issue. Whoever kept that bugger before must have been one hell of an abuser. Anacondas are usually quite docile, unless it wants to eat. This dude, even after the contractor fed it 5 chickens in total, it still wanted to bite off a head. It nearly succeeded in biting off the contractor's head. Luckily he used to have a Shaolin monk as a friend to teach him some Kung-fu moves. The zoo authorities were shocked to see that serpent in our backyard. At first they thought my Dad was bullshitting about it being an anaconda and thought it was just an overgrown snake. Anacondas aren't exactly natives here. The authorities concluded that it was smuggled in by the previous owner of the house. Wow. Reddy Gonzales wasn't going to budge from his bush anytime soon. He kept trying to strangle the zoo workers and the contractor's men. Nobody died yet, but it was obvious that they're going to need some heavier artillery or equipment to move this bugger. Killing it was out of the question, no matter how hostile it was. It is an anaconda, after all! The zoo authorities decided to rope in an expert to help them.  They called Stefan Irwan to charm that nasty serpent into submission. I don't know how he did it, but he did it. They managed to shift that huge bugger into a van and drove off with it. So yeah, after all that fiasco, the contractor got back to work. It was fun watching all that chaos while it lasted. My second eldest sister got back from Egypt to help out with the house packing and all. She told me how that several people had been interrupting her work investigating the walking mummies. First there was Indiana Jones who had to set one of the animated mummies on fire to save himself. And then there was Lara Croft who busted into the piramid and stole an artifact that my sister did not manage to get a look at. Boy, she was pissed. But deciding what to put in her new room cheered her up a bit. So yeah, that's what's been happening during the month. I'll be back to write another entry, I hope. 'Til then, sweet nightmares and good night! Disclaimer: NONE of what you read above is true at all. NONE. Ya get me? Good. I'd hate to silence you if you didn't catch my drift. >=D <Real Diana mode> SmackDown is a word I got from WWF - World Wrestling Federation. :P Stefan Irwan is merely a variation from the late Steve Irwin, the Crocodile hunter of Australia. </Real Diana mode> Current Music: Click Five - Jenny (Comment on this)
Friday, August 3rd, 2007
5:40 am	The Incredibly Fake Journeys of Diana-HND - 3 August 2007 ( Today's lunch: A very, VERY strange mixed rice. An ablazed house and the return of a familiar face. ) (Comment on this)
Saturday, July 28th, 2007
9:13 am	The Incredibly Fake Journeys of Diana-HND - 28 July 2007 ( Of monster trucks and hair-cutting issues ) (Comment on this)
Friday, July 27th, 2007
2:28 am	The Incredibly Fake Journeys of Diana-HND - 27 July 2007 The Incredibly Fake Journeys of Diana-HND  Important note before reading: None of what is written below is true at all. What you will be reading is a 1000% deviation of real-life incidents. Good luck in trying to sift out what is real and what is not! In the meantime, enjoy reading! It's been many days since the flood subsided. Our house is now back at the plot of land it used to be. Our neighbours got their homes back. The house has finally stopped dripping wet. Mom stopped harassing the frog which, miraculously still alive, hopped away out of sight. I could have sworn that little amphibian had the look of vengeance oozing out of its beady eyes before hopping off. Dad finally let go of the Mercedes McLaren car and sent it to the scrap collectors. Speaking of which, we won't be having any fancy cars for the time being. First, it was the Ferrari that died. Then the Mercedes McLaren which didn't even last more than a week. The car dealers were happy to hear this since that meant more cars being sold and more $$$$. But someone wasn't happy; the car-makers. Apparently someone's being feeling a little too artsy-fartsy about their automobile creations. They especially do NOT like the idea of Dad breaking their works of art so casually and speedily. Even though Dad kept saying that it wasn't his fault -entirely- , none of them would have it. And so Dad was pretty much banned from buying Ferraris or Mercedes McLarens. Just recently I discovered something incredibly peculiar about me. My eldest sister wanted my attention and tapped me on the shoulder----KZZZZZT!! She got shocked! Her finger actually got electrocuted! Of course, it didn't hurt her too much but she gave me a queer stare. "Good gawd, something is wrong with you!" This wasn't the first time. At first it was purely static. Everyone gets static, but does every normal human being emit static almost every single day? I don't think so! I tried to pet a cat and it got static-ed. The poor furball ran off looking exactly like what I said; a furball. All its fur are sticking out in different directions as it ran away for cover. When I got off the car, I had to touch the door to close it. So when I touched it---ZAAAP! Damn it! Yeeowch! I walked beside my sister at a mall, ZAAAPPP!!! We end up looking like afro-hairstyle people. Alleycats, anyone? Maybe I could use this to my advantage. We could get free electricity, without relying on the Energy National! Fufufufu... the thought is worth thinking.... I guess that's all my ramblings for today. Sweet nightmares and good night. Disclaimer: NONE of what you read above is true at all. NONE. Ya get me? Good. I'd hate to silence you if you didn't catch my drift. >=D <real Diana mode> The static part is quite a true story. I have a serious case of static. I touched car doors, bump into my sister, touched the library metal handle doors, and more often than not, KZT! It's not enough to generate electricity, but it's enough to make me consider grab a metal rod and sticking to the ground to let the current go through. Sheesh, I think I'm turning into a human Pikachu! </real Diana mode> (Comment on this)
Sunday, July 22nd, 2007
3:52 am	The Incredibly Fake Journeys of Diana-HND - 22 July 2007 ( Rain, rain, go away, come again another day~~ Flood, flood, subside away, float us away another day~~ )   (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, July 18th, 2007
1:20 am	The Incredibly Fake Journeys of Diana-HND - 18 July 2007 ( Today: Traffic policemen on the move again, speeding in a jam, jail heist successful, snagging members unsuccessful, and my imagination goes wild. Again. Sigh. )   (Comment on this)
Saturday, July 14th, 2007
7:57 am	The Incredibly Fake Journeys of Diana-HND - 14 July 2007 ( The Incredible Fake Journeys of Diana-HND: It all started out with a constructing machine and a sturdy wide water pipe.... ) (Comment on this)
Wednesday, July 11th, 2007
10:23 am	Making use of my LJ by posting Fake Journeys =3 I hardly post anything in this LJ. So why do I still keep this account? Answer: Because I like to stalk other people's journal. But it seems like such a waste of space and digital account to leave this LiveJournal unutilised. And it wouldn't be fair to those who bother adding me to their Friends List. I am hankering to post something, but unlike most normal people, I have qualms of posting my real-life events to the public. So. Since I can't bring myself to post real-life events, why not post a distortion of it? I bet that'll be a lot of fun to read, eh? ^_~ The Incredibly Fake Journeys of Diana-HND Important note before reading: None of what is written below is true at all. What you will be reading is a 1000% deviation of real-life incidents. Good luck in trying to sift out what is real and what is not! In the meantime, enjoy reading!   Hi. My name is Diana. Code last name; HND. Henceforth, you will know me by the designation of Diana-HND. If you know my real last name, I'll have to blackmail you. No, I won't kill you! Good grief, what makes you think I'll say that? Today was just like a normal day. My dad sent me to college. One thing I hate about him sending me is that he uses his Ferrari car to send me. And you KNOW what Ferrari cars do. As soon as I got into the car and out on the roads, my dad slams on the accelerator. You can imagine how drastic the cars in front switched their lanes when they saw us coming from behind. And don't get me started on the honks that were blarring as we sped past them. Then there was the cream of the crop; traffic policemen. They've always kept a close eye on our Ferrari. Whenever we arrive at the highway, we can see in the rear window some traffic policemen on motorbikes chasing after us. Never before had I seen them so eager to slam a fine on us. Funny though, they never did manage to give us those summons. Dad would try to lose them by make swerves and moves that could make even Michael Schummacher turn green with envy, and Dad always succeeds. He dropped me off at my MegaConMen college after spending about 10 minutes shaking off the traffic policemen. The bouncer at the gate entrance, as usual, came out and blocked the way. After flashing my student card at him, he stepped aside. I guess such procedures are necessary since my college isn't like any other college. After all, what kind of normal college would offer exclusive courses on legal blackmail and conducting sleazy dealing?  No, I don't take those courses. I'm just taking the usual finance-related courses offered by all colleges and universities. How to adjust millions of losses into millions of profits, how to lie through my teeth and still sound honest, how to manipulate staff to do more work and pay them even less..... You know? The usuals. Nothing special, really. I had only one class today: Introduction to Manipulating People to do YOUR Job while You Sit Back and Relax. We were told to confirm our group members for a particular assignment. As usual, I got my college-matey Setrina to join me as a group. I'm really glad that Setrina was taking the same subject. She and I worked on a project before. Our previous member  was actually a policeman in disguise, trying to dig out evidence to prosecute us for the crimes we made for the project. Set was the one who nabbed him, broke his legs and ripped out his voice-box as well. Setrina is a true friend and an excellent blackmailer; she will make this group assignment a whole lot easier to deal with. Our lecturer, Ms. Sexay Chik, noted that me and Setrina were lacking members. There was another group that were lacking members, they even asked me and Set to join them. But  there was this one guy, Datreen. He didn't have any group to join with. If me and Set joined that group, that would mean leaving Datreen all alone. I couldn't find it in my heart to leave him out like that. Me and Set would lose out on a LOT of cash if we did; he'd make a great gigolo or a stripper. So we decided to take the risk; we took him as a group member. When Datreen left the classroom, I asked Ms Sexay if we could go on as a group of three instead of the required four. She said that she'll try to look for more people to join us. Apparently she will be joining the other college staff in busting out some people from jail tonight. She's going to blackmail some of them to join the class, so that'll be some extra people to join us. Well, that's all for tonight folks. I gotta get some sleep. Sweet nightmares and good night. Disclaimer: NONE of what you read above is true at all. NONE. Ya get me? Good. I'd hate to silence you if you did't catch my drift. >=D   <real Diana mode> So yeah. Tune in for more Incredible Fake Journeys sometime in the future! =D </real Diana mode> (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, January 15th, 2006
1:40 pm	A year older already! 'Twould appear that I am 20 years old already! I don't know whether to be afraid or to be excited. XD Anyways, me family got me 'Complete Idiot's Guide to Manga'. SQUUEEEEE! Man, I love those guys. ^_^ And yes, it would also appear that I have abandoned the LJ. Well.... I'm not so sure either. Maybe a random post here and there, but nothing else to look forward to, I suppose. End of message! (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, November 15th, 2005
2:54 pm	Working and drawing~~~ I've started my part-time job about a week ago, and it's ain't too bad. Still alive, that's more important. Though I wish I didn't feel so lazy after work. The song 'Gold digger' from Kanye West has been hankering my mind for some time. Maybe I could come up with a comic from it. That is, if I'm not too lazy. Stalking around DeviantArt galleries got me wondering a little. How the hell did these guys get so good? And I've been curious at how they actually do commissions. Excuse my scepticism, but I don't really trust Internet transactions. Oh, buh, it's not like I'm gonna do the same anyway. And I really need to get drawing. GAH. Current Mood: blank Current Music: Wake up by Hillary Duff (Comment on this)
Friday, October 28th, 2005
12:13 pm	Exams ended No more exams. .... The exams have ended. ..........FREEDOM!!! .......................Shiet, I think I did crappy in them. Ah well, life goes on! XD Pig-out and laze-out session officially begins. W00t! (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, October 9th, 2005
5:17 pm	Teh motivation to drawz. Lately I've been getting the urge to draw more stuff. Not Heroes Never Die-related (my online comic), but.. well..... stuff! I guess this sorta happened when I was browsin' around DeviantArt. DAMN, the artworks are good. As usual, got envious. But here's something new; I was sorta motivated to improve my art to their standards. My, my, what a wonderful timing for a final exam to come soon. It's always like this! Whenever I get the urge to draw, somehow those damn exams seem to come! Hopefully the motivation won't die out when exams are over. Or more importantly, hope I won't flunk my damn exams! Gotta get studyin'. Gah. T_T (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, October 2nd, 2005
9:05 pm	A FF7-AC excuse to spam in my own LJ Good grief. I started a LiveJournal, only to leave it abandoned for months! What good is a LiveJournal if I don't even spam in it?! It's time to undo this wrong--!! Ahem. Final Fantasy 7: Advent Children. IT ROCKS. NO DOUBT 'BOUT IT. The villains are hot. ESPECIALLY THE VILLAINS. Ahem. End of message. XD (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Saturday, May 28th, 2005
10:42 pm	Oh the irony! There was a contest held last time, called "The Coca Cola Singing Can-station". If you open a can of Coke and it starts singing, then you're elligible to join the contest and win something. This night, I was at a restaurant and ordered a Coke. When I opened it, it...gave a sound. It wasn't singing that's for sure! It was letting a single, monotonous sound. Sounds like a cricket stuck with one tone of its voice. So was I elligible to win a prize? Nope. Because the due date was 30 April. (now it's May!) But hey. At least I get to laugh about this 20 years down the road with this quote: "I got a can of Coke that just won't SHUT UP!" XDD Current Mood: How ironic can it get? Current Music: Kelly Clarkson - Behind these hazel eyes (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Monday, May 23rd, 2005
11:04 am	Stolen from Joker! Mwahaha~! 01 Reply with your name/nickname/screen name & I will write something about you. 02 I will then tell what song/movie remind me of you. 03 If I were to apply an o'clock to you, it would be... 04 I will try to name a single word that best describes you. 05 I'll tell you the most memorable moment I've had with you. 06 I will tell you what animal you remind me of. 07 I'll then tell you something that I've always wondered about you. 08 Put this in your journal. (7 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, April 10th, 2005
12:45 pm	Curse thee, bane of memory loss! Last night, me and the family went to dinner. Except that we were heading to a restaurant that I didn't know of or able to recall. What's even stranger is that everybody said I came there before. Even when we entered the place, I seriously could not remember the details at all! I was stubbornly saying that I've never been here. Yet they were adamant of my presence with them in this very place, about last month! Yes, there were occasions that I can't remember a particular restaurant, but I usually have a vague memory of it. But this time, I couldn't remember one bit! Was I knocked on the head, making me unable to recall that particular place? O_O Cripes, I'm already a forgetful person.... I hope this incident will be the first and last to happen! Current Mood: a little freaked out Current Music: My December - Linkin Park (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, April 3rd, 2005
6:06 pm	How... can... they.... do .... this ....to ....me! My main addiction is mainly comics. And there happens to be a comic shop near my college where I can read there for 60 cents. A real deal for a comic addict like me. For a few blissful months, I satisfied my addiction after attending classes. But then. Came that fateful day. IT CLOSED. FOR GOOD. THE SHUTTERS WERE DOWN! It bankrupted!!!! WAAAAHHHH!!! (3 Comments |Comment on this)
12:23 am	First post.... Strange. I never intended to get a livejournal. Yet here I am, for the love of the Bogzilla community! I wonder what I'm really gonna do now with this journal. I'm pretty secretive with what I do in my daily life. Then again, now that I officially have an account here, I am definitely will be more prone to update stuff here. Allrightee then. Bogzilla, here I cooommmmeeee~~!!! And also friends who use livejournals too. =P Current Mood: accomplished Current Music: Ironic - Alanis Morrisette (Comment on this)