Monumental-ism (?)

(Written on 09/09 @ approx. 1 am)

Okay, here goes nothing. The monumental first post. If you could call it that. Mental would be a more fitting description, if you ask me. I have no idea what to write, which means this post will probably be full of crap that provides absolutely no intellectual gain and perhaps just a slight bit of mental (no pun intended) stimulation. Whee.

That said, do bear with me for this extra-long, multi-picture post.

(Disclaimer: I swear to you now that this blog will not turn into a website for the shameless promotion of 30 Seconds To Mars. God knows I do enough of that in other places. Just a few random lines here and there, is all.)

The blog name is, by no means, random. MarsArmy Girl (sometimes Mags) is a name I picked well over a year ago as my alias in the world of 30 Seconds To Mars. It was printed on the back of a 30 Seconds To Mars shirt on sale at the official online merchandise store.

I now own that shirt (in pink, no less), as a tribute to that fateful first day when I chose the name and it all began. It’s the name I’m known all over the world in the 30 Seconds To Mars/Echelon community as, other than Stella. So, then, why not a blog name?


The pink shirt and uber-fierce (Christian Siriano. xD) wristband (Jai, you rock my socks off.). It was kind of a birthday present. To myself. Yeah, I know, kinda pathetic. But it cost me all my Chinese New Year ang-pau money, just to give you an idea of how overpriced the official merch is. And yet I bought it. Call me crazy. I probably am.

The day I turned 15, me and a bunch of people hit up Charcoal BBQ and Grill for lunch.


I ordered a virgin pina colada for B$6.90, and it sucked. Stank, reeked, ranked, nauseated. And any other derogatory verb I can think of to describe one of the most expensive drinks I’ve ever bought in my life. Tasted like santan, imho. I don’t get what the big hype over it is about anyway. Maybe it tastes better with alcohol. I wouldn’t know, at least not till I’m 18.


The food (or lame excuse for it) wasn’t any better. Overall, it was a big disappointment. Needless to say, I won’t be going back there again anytime soon. Stupid Mun, I can’t believe I let her talk me into going there.

I’m supposed to be studying Geography (because I suck royally at it) but instead I’m typing random musings. I’ve always been addicted to opinions. Like at the forum. Well, it is a brilliant, well-devised escape from the monotony of daily life which makes me want to claw my eyes out with my bare hands on some days. But let’s not go there on the very first post.

Anyway, I happen to have 3 Computer past-year papers to finish before 2 am and it’s now already 1.30 (Mrs. Karen Chin is so going to decapitate me and hang my bloody corpse—I nearly typed carcass—outside the classroom for vultures to pick at) and all I want to do is fall asleep watching tv. And eat donuts. :)

To the homework!

P/S: A very belated happy birthday to Munibah. Ily, b*tch. Thanks for the diabetes-inducing brownie cheese cake.