This is the first post of a new blog, the first sign of life. So I had best do some self-introduction.

My name is Daryl. I'm 14 years old. I'm born in late October and take proud in being born on the borderline of Libra-Scorpio. I'm a free thinker, and I believe in angels and demons. I have strong beliefs about many things, and found love very early in my life, but things happened and I am currently. I will talk about this later.

I had a blog, atf93.blogspot.com, which I deleted in an act of emotional impulse, something us Scorpios are most famous for. Now we shall talk about horoscopes! Specifically, my horoscope.

Scorpios are one of the most emotional, melodramatic and unpredictable of star signs. We are labeled as charismatic, one key characteristic being on our sharp, piercing gaze. We often don a facade to mask the emotional turmoil and whirlpools just beneath the surface. We are often viewed as the most scheming, brutal and vicious backstabbers, but that's not the case in my character. Scorpios hate untruthfulness, disloyalty and insecurity. We are prone to a high and often uncontrollable level of jealousy, possessiveness, paranoia and speculation, something that I suffer a great deal from. We recover extremely well from situations that we are not emotionally involved with, otherwise we are one of the most badly affected. We are extremely loyal and protective, and bonds formed with Scorpios are extremely hard to undo. Scorpio is the most sexually active sign in astrology, the key body parts being the areas associated with it. Unlike most, we think that sex is actually an intense expression of love.

Basically, we're emotional, melodramatic and terribly insecure.

I have a theory regarding the famous 2012 Doomsday event.

You see, as the event approaches, there will be propaganda. Gossip. Talk. There will be paranoia, there will be panic. And as a result, frantic citizens will begin stockpiling food. Even now, food prices are rising. Oil prices are rising. There will be those who think, "oh, the world's gonna end anyway, why not just do something I've never done before?" Murder. Rape. Robbery. Widespread crime and chaos. Food and electricity prices will reach an all-time high, police forces will be overpowered, the world will instantly be thrown into devastation. Those with power will be corrupt, and one or two disasters, a satellite or meteor crashing into earth, an earthquake or perhaps a change in poles, will add to the crime and chaos, and perhaps they will have no choice but to wipe out the entire race. How?

Nuclear weapons.

I intend to play a part in the desecration of the human race in one way or another. It seems like this life has become far too boring and stupid for anything else. May I have an end compareable to that of great kings and lords. And may the events before that be cataclysmic and satisfactory.

Its hilariously ironic how prophecies don't predict the future, but create it. Nostradamus predicted the Anti-Christ. And now hundreds of twisted young minds around the world believe they are destined to be him, and one of them will inevitably tower over the rest.

The prophecy is fulfilled.

Hmm. As all of you can see, to your left is the same tagboard and counter from my previous blog, simply because I cannot be bothered to create a new one. Or a new two. Here is a video from the movie, Secret, which I have loaned from Sng Zheng, and which Doctor HUANG has expressed great enthusiasm for.



Ah well.

Dt was in love once. Once upon a time. He was in love with someone so perfect that he felt like he wasn't good enough. That he had too many physical and psychological flaws. But that was later on. Dt had mistreated this person a lot. He bullied, he laughed, he was a total ass, for he did not know, and was completely oblivious. And when dt realized and started to regret, it was too late. And thus began a stalemate lasting months, involving foolish speculation and accusation, empty promises and internal conflict.

And thus dt has tried to move on, and he has smiled, and he has laughed. But day after day he asks himself and he realizes things that he should have realized a long time ago.

He wants to say that he still feels very empty. He still feels very sad.

Why does he feel sad when the other is happy? And then sad when the other is sad? Why does he have to feel pressured and awkward every time? What is so complicated about love? Isn't it so simple? What is he thinking? Where is he going? Where has he gone?

What's the point?

And he wants to know if the person he misses, misses him too. And he wants to know if he will ever feel rekindled warmth, coz he knows he'll never find someone like..

Haha, you're still as unpredictable as ever, aren't you.

You evil thingy. (:

And thus we deem the birth of a new blog on this date, the First of July, at exactly 9:49 pm. Long live.


My name is Daryl. I believe in angels and demons.

And I want to be the end of the world.

Azazyl

Stench of humanity,
The rot of those fair.
Despair!
Of lost sanity and
Dreams never there.