Intermission #52

On break.

But something else within me is already broken - my hopes, my motivation.

I frankly don't know what to think anymore, because almost all that I have believed in comes back to bite me.

Is it any wonder that I've developed some sort of phobia to have even a small fragment of hope, somewhere in my future?

Pardon me, God, for my forlorness.

Current Music: If You Could See Me Now - The Script

All in Due Time

And so I completed my last shift as a lowly HO last night. Wasn't exactly a shift to be proud of - my health has not been tip-top lately to be honest - but at least it's over.

So rightfully I'll be an MO in less than a week's time. Excited? Sort of. Anxious, jittery? Definitely.

Not to mention that the department where I'll be floating in has been showing its ugly side lately. Is it my fault that I'm somewhat eager to just leave and start afresh in new territories (wherever it may be, but hopefully closer to home?).

So now all I can do is wait. Wait and pray for the best.

There's a saying I found online: Waiting patiently is easier than regretting tremendously.

Applies to most of life's situations, don't you think? Because jumping headlong into ugly situations, no thanks to one's emotions, is likely to cause more damage...which may end up becoming irreversible.

So as the Quran reminds all of us - be patient, ask Allah for His Forgiveness, and pray hard.

Current Music: Heart Attack - Demi Lovato

Calm Before the Storm

Time-out.

A short break.

Pulling the brakes before heading - headfirst - into a new posting. Fifth posting. Obs & Gynae. This Sunday.

I am overwhelmed, though not in a positive sense of the word.

God, how I wish I have long finished this phase of working. I'm sick of working in an ancient hellhole with idiots running, administrating the place.

Too bloody long.

Would I say I am a more knowledgeable person now than, say, the fresh medical graduate of yore?

Hardly.

And here I am, wondering how on earth is it possible that I can think of everything and nothing, all at the same darn time.

Current Music: I Knew You Were Trouble - Taylor Swift

Desiderata

Desiderata (L.) - desired things

With what little time I do have to spare after a hard day's work, is it any wonder that my brain refuses to embark in any further ruminating? And naturally my words will not write themselves, as all I yearn to do these days is to succumb to my lethargy and let my dreams take over.

But I must refrain from talking about work. Because my life is more than that, yes. And because I shouldn't be thinking about work on an off-day.

...My attention capacity is at a worrying level. I can't even finish a chapter properly, what more a book. And yet I still find myself handing over the cash to purchase another book. As I clutch the item close to my person, my mind wonders if this time will be any different from the last time I lost myself in a bookstore.

Whatever the response to that question may be, it ends with my forsaking that thought - because honestly, habits die hard - and praying to God that my self-control will eventually triumph over this materialistic want.

And so I peek into my purse, sigh into it, and chucked it into my bag and walk away, pushing whatever regret I may have into the back of my mind, until it reappears like a sceptre the next time I repeat this folly.

Shopaholic in the making? Goodness, I hope not.

Also, the number of pants that I have now is dangerously close to the number of skirts I already have. Which is worrying, considering that - if you knew me at all - I have never been a pants kind of a person.

Until recently, I suppose. Because there is no way on God's Earth can you wear a skirt or baju kurung and perform CPR without appearing...undignified.

Current Music: Call It What You Want - Foster the People

Whence Shalt I Even Begin?

First of all - yes, I'm done with Surgical posting. There were a few hiccups every now and then - though I maintain that I am by no means guilty of most of them! - but the important thing is that I'm out of the torture chamber!

It's a good feeling. Praises be to Him, as He had definitely Eased me through it all. Especially since the department seems to be deteriorating with every passing minute, it's fortunate that I've already completed my four months' imprisonment. I want out of the madness, and not a minute too late!

Four months is a long time, no kidding. You know you're practically an ancient relic when your MOs start asking you if you're still in the department...because you've been with them for so long already. Pfft!

Would I say that I'm a better person after this experience? I truly doubt it. I remember getting frustrated and wondering if there was still justice in the world and fearing that my humanity will eventually be compromised in the process...or that I will evolve to become a replica of those that I despise.

My end of posting leave is approved, and I've been home for a few days. Alas, my sleeping pattern is as screwed as ever, and I spent most of my hours catching up with valuable Zzz's.

I'm just so bad at this.

Current Music: Need You - Travie McCoy

Compilations #12

1. So the issue now is - when shall we be called for work? (Called for induction, to be more accurate, but whatever - one thing leads to another!)
Personally, I don't really mind either way, but the issue that we're already late as it is still bites me. It's awfully unfair, and honestly, it's like the university never learn at all. Way to show your credibility, guys. As if we don't already hate you enough...
Or maybe I'm just the type who shows little enthusiasm. Paranoid much? Or is it something more?

2. Maybe I should stop thinking too much about writing. Lately it doesn't give me as much kick as it used to. Perhaps it's God's way of telling me, "Grow up, woman!" or something. Hmm...

3. These few days, I've been busy checking out some of the radio shows that Japanese VAs do. Despite the fact that I don't really understand a great deal of what they're saying - sort of enough, but I need more! - it still manages to make me grin like an idiot and burst out laughing like a maniac. They're having too much fun at their job, and their passion really shines through.
I'm sort of envious. Hoping that I can reach that level of passion for my job soon enough.
In any case, I can't be listening to the radio shows on my mp3 player in public. Wouldn't want people to stare at me strangely and wondering if I should be confined, away from supposedly sane people...

4. Also, I've been busy filling up documents - although probably 'busy' is such an undeserving overstatement. Every time, I can't figure out what to write under "Occupation".
It's like being stuck in between worlds, or something like that.

5. Dangit, country block!!

6. Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2 was awesome. Needs more Draco though, or maybe that's just me...

Listening to: Bonus Track Intro ~Zenryaku Gake no Ue Yori Hizou Demo Ryuushutsu~ - Morita Masakazu, from Bleach B Station Volume 2

Status Quo

The idleness will be the death of me, but to be honest, it will be duly missed once it ceases its reign, and I enslave myself to a life of responsibilities and serving the people, all in the name of answering His Call.

At times I wonder what is it that I've got myself into; Abandoning my interests and what essentially made me, me…will it bode well in the end? Or rather - will I survive the journey itself? Or will I be torn asunder by the gravity of the job, the multiple facades of people, and these turbulent times? Will my sanity maintain its steadiness, or will it finally crack under pressure?

Through all these, I hope God is with me, though undeserving I may be. God Forbid.

I have been writing a lot, although truth be told, most of them still reside in my head rather than in any tangible form. I've been spamming my Tumblr like there's no tomorrow, and similarly, busy deleting spams that somehow made it into my mailbox. Out, damn'd spam[1]!

The truth still stands, strong as ever. Writing is what I do. Thus my thoughts continue to wonder, what am I to do?

The differences between Arts and Science, the two are like estranged brothers, as different as night and day. While Science revels in the unrevealing of mysteries and the unveiling of truths, the Arts seem to reign supreme in the unknown and the irrepressible. How many tragedies written in the past were driven by people unable to contain their rage and rabid desires any longer? How comedies could bring joy to an otherwise murky world?

The two coexist in my head, a jungle of unexplored territories, a garden of juvenile hope, a dungeon of human fallacies, a stretch of plane where imagination takes many forms in turn?

Not to say that I regret my education thus far. But perhaps the Arts has not been given enough recognition it truly deserves, which goes beyond the superficial looks and the temporary glitters and greedy glamour? Even now, as idleness accompany my days, as I seek to amuse myself with whatever shows the television offered me, oftentimes that I found myself frowning in rebuke and scoffing with scorn.

Perhaps the tragedy of the Arts is that it's all, "been there, done that". Every cliche imaginable has been recycled that the effect has been lost, replaced by disappointment. The all reaching media ensures that there is a continuous stock of things that would feed the public's hunger for the hedonistic. And so what was left, except looks?

The problem of paper thin plots and gaping plot-holes are covered up by actors and actresses that are only pretty faces but are unable to act to save their lives. Tone deaf singers without much practice and wide range of abilities only need to ensure on looks to get them by. There are also gimmicks and cheap publicity stunts  that they used to boost up their popularity.

We are easily satisfied with mediocrity, and we become thirsty for more.

It is this quest for beauty that the public unwittingly get trapped in. People are not beautiful enough, not thin enough - but what is there to say about one's attitude?

"You're perfect as you are", or "Never change", or "Just be yourself". Yup, I've seen a lot of them on Tumblr.

While I'm not against positive advices, I do caution their use in situations. Such advices mentioned above are definitely not for those in dire need of a change of attitude.

There is a stench of haughtiness of "I'm good enough", as in the case of "I do as I please". Whatever happened to the quest of becoming a better person each day? Isn't that what growing up is supposed to amount to?

What goes around comes around - some people call it karma, but it's just God's Decree.

I apologize if this post had somehow trod on someone's toes, but it needed to be said. I assure you that all the rumination that I've done over this post hasn't actually relieved my conscience.

Current Music: Sadame - X TV OST

[1] - Parodied from Shakespeare's original work. Here is the real thing - Macbeth Act 5, scene 1:

Out, damn'd spot! out, I say!—One; two: why, then
'tis time to do't.—Hell is murky.—Fie, my lord, fie, a soldier, and
afeard? What need we fear who knows it, when none can call our
pow'r to accompt?—Yet who would have thought the old man to
have had so much blood in him?

At Intervals

It has been days since I last blogged, and amazingly, I'm still relatively stable despite having little to no outlet to vent out.

May I begin with the fact that I'm very thankful that I no longer have to return to campus? Packing out was an abomination, but now with those things safely at home, unpacking is another serious business. It's utterly frustrating! The two big boxes were still full of things, and now I seriously wonder if I actually have too many clothes. There were those that I even forgot I owned them in the first place, and now my cupboard is practically overflowing with clothes...and headscarves. This basically means no shopping for clothes for these few months. (Unless it's really important, like buying clothings that need no ironing, because once work begins I wonder if I'll have the time for ironing or other basic activities of daily living...)

The annual grand dinner went well, and the choral speaking was fun to do. Great stuff, and I love the door-gifts!

The five-day-vacation to Perth was, in general, excellent. I love the weather (winter, oh yeah!!) and the general environment there was calm. It's very neat, how civilised they are, with relatively little litters on the ground. And the people there were nicer too, in general. Pity we didn't shop much though (darn you, currency exchange!), but the museum trips were great. An educational vacation, I should say. And somewhere along the way I developed this unhealthy obsession with koalas...

Went out with the old clique from primary school. It has been a long time since I met them, and now that I'm out of university, it finally feels that I'm _somewhere_, you know?

So I was asked what I'll be doing before I start getting posted to work. Probably bask in the luxury of doing nothing, I had answered (Squeeze in there somewhere a feeble attempt at suturing, I guess? Tsk self, tsk!). I do know that I need to catch up with some anime titles that I've been putting off, but now most of my anime collection has been packed in boxes in my mother's enthusiasm to spring clean, so that means I'll have to go on an exploration to search for them. More unpacking is at hand here, it seems.

Regardless, boredom is imminent. I should go out window shopping or something - just so I will not regress to becoming a socially awkward hikikomori. The current state of my social health is bad enough as it is...


Current Music: Written in The Stars - Tinie Tempah featuring Eric Turner

Intermission #23

Note to self: When people say 'global' as in 'global warming', it really means "There's no escape for you, only despair!"

And here I was hoping to avoid the infernal heat back on campus, only to be greeted by the exact replica back in my own hometown. What on Earth!? So now I'm sick with a bad case of upper respiratory tract infection, and I'm aching all over. For some reason my sinusitis is worse in hot weather...

...This little fact should be some sort of a motivation for me. As in, study hard -> good results -> do Masters overseas -> cooler weather.

Ah, I dream nonetheless.

...study, woman, STUDY!!!11 How's about channeling all the thinking energy to issues that really matter for a   change?

Intermission #15

First post for year 2011. Whee(?).

I don't really like it how certain TV shows toy around with emotions. Maybe that's why we tune in to shows or hold on to books - we want to _feel_ something during the course and/or by the end of the journey, otherwise we're just robots computing the data that come in and nothing more. Otherwise we might as well skip those things and settle for other means of passing time or hobby.

I'm honestly getting so tired of reality shows. There'll be those who'll be painted as the bad persons, the kind of person you'll love to hate, and then we'll see how the contestants backstab each other and act all hypocritical and stuff. Yeah, yeah, it's real life, and nobody really plays nice anyway so where's the harm in that?

Oh, I don't know. I just don't like seeing things get ugly...and here you'll argue that if things remain all rosy and peaceful there will be no climax, no story. *shrug*

Could things get worse? Oh yeah. When local shows start copying the shows' formats and all. I mean, people, how's about some original ideas for a change!? It's terribly degrading!

...For the record, I rather think that The Biggest Loser is a bit unfair. People have different metabolic rates, yeah? (Or maybe it works the same way as...creativity in Project Runway or just about all the singing competitions out there.)

Oh. And I'm frankly sick of singing competitions already. How about coming up with lyrics that have better quality, or those that are more inspired? It'd be better than some echolalia or sounding like a bad broken record. Or word salad, whatever.

...But as long as these baneful shows still sell, there's no way those companies are going to stop churning them out. I suppose there will soon come a day that I may not need a television set - yerp, because even the news are not worth watching anyway. Pfft.

Current Music: Heaven - Jars of Clay

Intermission #11

I scrutinize this blog's tag list and I am torn between laughing bitterly and heavy sighing. While it is by no means surprising, it is a cause of concern that does need rectifying.

Going by the frequency, the highest number of entries are those that revolve around med-life, people and anguish. Yes, this little corner in the www might just be a little too pessimistic for its own good.

That is not to say that I'm a full-blown pessimist bordering on suicidal thoughts (despite my frequent talks about jumping off buildings - God forgive me) and more-than-occasional anhedonia. But with negative feelings, there is a greater need to analyse and allow it to unfold - hence the blog entries.

The response to joy is easier - extend one's gratitude to God, don't let it get to your head, and carry on. There is less need to ruminate over it, with less drama involved.

There isn't much else to say. My hobbies are few. I'm losing interest in anime, and it's getting difficult trying to keep abreast with recent updates on my J-music fix. Books I rarely purchase these days - one reason is the sheer price and another is the need to focus on academic reading - so I mostly read online stuff. Politics has to be avoided - there's too much idiocy going on and it's no use getting so emotionally worked up over them. Wouldn't want to toe over the line of sensitive issues, would we? And I tell you there's a lot of that contributing to my brain activity...more than what should be permitted for normal functioning level.

I'm honestly running out of things to write about. Would it spell the end of my writing?

...Yeah, right. There'll always be something; Something...

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Now playing: Back-On - Sands of Time
via FoxyTunes

Deprivation

An amazing feat. No, I am not talking about my surviving forensic medicine posting in HKL last week (ooh, bodies, blood and putrefaction galore!) and the god-awful but bearable traffic jam (my record being stuck in a bumper-to-bumper jam: close to 1 hour 30 minutes)...but rather, two weeks without Internet connection, because Streamyx is in dire need of improving its customer service. That, or the cables at my home are calling out for a change.

Astoundingly, without the Net - which automatically means no new anime watched, no new manga chapters read, no online reading, no blogging, no FB (...), et al - some things were achieved. Three books were finished: The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde, The Fire by Katherine Neville (earning itself one of the best ever historical fiction this humble reader has had the pleasure to peruse!), and The Woman in White by Wilkie Collins (a good mystery, considering it was written in the mid 1800s - although it was no Sherlock Holmes material). I'm also awaiting my order - Caleb Carr's The Alienist, which I could expect to arrive in 2, 3 weeks. In the meantime, I'll comfort myself with The Alchemist and Outliers.

I have managed to not shop, partly because almost nothing managed to pique my interest.

Am presently on holiday in Perak, but tomorrow, by God's Will, we'll set off for Cameron Highlands. Strawberries, mmm...

Current Music: Ah, Putrefaction - Sherlock Holmes OST<--in the spirit of forensic medicine!

Kanpai!!

May I say that, while I may not enjoy raya like most people, I really had fun two days ago?

It's not often that we old friends get together and...well, do stuff together. We each have our own paths to tread on, and it's nice to know that our separate paths still have several meeting points.



Although, it was a dismay that there were a few people missing. Please don't say that it's impossible to ever have a full house get-together episode!

...But we try. Somehow. Someday, if not today.

Current Music: Katayoku no Tori - Shikata Akiko

P/s: Doesn't look like I'll ever get in the mood to spam my FB account with pictures. Even those from long ago are still waiting to get uploaded...if at all. Sigh.

P/p/s: Looks like the time to spend is nigh, what with Avicenna starting to act up, and that graphic tablet still tempting me, and...well, a bunch of other things. Good God. I wonder if it has something to do with the duit raya coming in...?

Compilations #4

1. Raya is laborious for me. I believe I mentioned before how I can't really stomach nasi impit, but today I discovered that even finishing one ketupat takes, well, guts (pun intended). As for lemang, the most I could finish was _two_ slices. God, I can't even tolerate the staple food of this country...and yet I would gladly finish the rice they use in sushi rolls...Sigh.

2. Perhaps the issue of nasi impit-lemang-ketupat "intolerance" is also attributed to the side dishes...

3. Thank God, tomorrow has no long trips in store for us.

4. If only I could get down to drawing already. Letting these so-called ideas floating around in my mind doesn't seem to allow me to focus on more important things...

5. Is it okay if I just let the notifications in my FB pile up, since I'm too lazy to log in and stuff? I mean, I met an old schoolmate by chance this morning, and although she's in my FB friends list, I can't remember much about her aside from her face, her name and how she was in school back in those days!? Granted, it is partly my fault for not keeping up to date...Oh, well...

6. Am craving Subway's sandwich. Argh.

Current Music: again - Yui

Come and Go

Some come while others go. Similarly like the passing time - when the present is here, the past is left behind, and future slips in eventually.

In other words: With Ramadhan leaving us and the arrival of Syawal, Happy 'Eid, people. My sincere apologies for my mistakes, deliberate ones or no. May God bless y'all.

Short entry is short - for a very good reason. Am probably going to turn in early, in preparation for a busy and hectic(?) day tomorrow.

Note to self: Go easy on the food...because some of them are a big no-no for very good reasons...

Current Music: Her Diamonds - Rob Thomas

Scenic

New discovery: Photography isn't so bad. Recalling the sweet events of yesterday's main side-programme (the secondary side-programme involved stuffing ourselves with loads of keropok lekor, and I must say that the keropok lekor in Terengganu holds a special place relative to other keropok lekors in my heart), I realised that it was almost automatic that I whipped out my PDA - Hidenori-kun - out from the safe confinement my bag had provided him with, and started gathering pieces of the wonderfully photogenic scenes around me with clicks of the button.

I mean, there were other cameras to capture people amidst the panoramic view, but I wanted the _feel_ of the place - majestic, enveloping the people within, but at the same time, warm and welcoming. The calming effect of various shades of lush green amidst the spectrum of sky blue backdrop, with tints of shadows where the lights hover tentatively with the occasional breath of wind, and solid, brown wood of the trees and woodwork.


I've always adored waterfalls, perhaps attributed to how the water appears to be lively and makes a bold statement in its own wordless way, but this is classic. It is a physical embodiment of paradox - in which, in spite of the harsh sound of the collision as the falling water joins its other self, there remains lingering traces of calmness around it.







Would it be too far off to say it's a chance to be one with nature, to enjoy her in her simple yet exquisite beauty, after ages of being surrounded in metal and steel, imprisoned in the concrete jungle and pillars of iron poles?

...It gave a soothing effect after a momentary period of discontent from being confronted with the less than fortunate - a fact that life in this world can be indescribably rough.

Yes, it was so worth it to come out into the open air, despite the short episode of drizzle and fears of falling ill from deliberate exposure to it upon our arrival.

Still, my only regret was to have accidentally left my camera Renji-kun behind, despite several times reminding myself to bring him along.

Other pictures - inclusive of us, the people! - can be found in Facebook (where else?) in relevant albums.

Current Music: milky way - P'UNK~en~Ciel

untitled. for no good reason.

Countdown to end of break: Roughly around 3 weeks more. Which means that the end to this luxury of idleness is nigh.

I realise that I've been looking at the television set quite frequently. No, the word 'looking' previously was not mistaken to carry to same meaning as 'watching'; Simply, 'looking' denotes a lack of focus on the show, which happens when the television set is on - just for the sake of having a background sound around - while one busies oneself with other stuff like reading or munching on some grubs. A waste of electricity? Probably.

Sometimes watching shows that are centred on romance irks me. For instance, nowadays I made it a point - not too strong a point though - to follow a Korean drama (Sassy Girl Chun-hyang), the Japanese drama Proposal Daigakusen (Naohito Fujiki, anyone?), and the English new series Pushing Daisies. Too much of sap, while does lift up one's mood, only manages to leave a bad aftertaste in other instances.

Watching the main male character chase after the main female character with such determination and stubbornness makes me wonder if the drama production crew is pushing it a little too far. Or maybe I'm just too incredulous as to how emotional guys could be when football is not involved (not to offend any Euro fans or something, mind you). I mean, from my understanding, guys have a certain un-emotional trait that sets them apart from girls. Generally speaking, that is. In short, it felt too much unrealistic. Like how the events play out and all. But hey, that's the plotline and script for you.

Or, another plausible explanation to my uneasiness is simply this - that I know such fantasy-filled scenario would never happen in my life, so why bother?

Perhaps that's why I'm hesitating even in my choice of shows to watch. There's this new anime called Special A, which looks gorgeous and funny, but knowing that the plot might not be for me...I feel dubious as to whether I should start dabbling in it...

...Perhaps I worry too much. Rather than cracking my head trying to come out with a decision, it might be wise to just stay put and see how the future unfolds itself...

Your Mind is 88% Cluttered

Your mind is incredibly cluttered. You have so much going on in there, it's hard to think straight. Consider talking to a therapist. It's a good idea to sort through your thoughts, if only to see which ones are worth hanging on to.

How Cluttered is Your Mind?

What Drives You?

My Result: Stability

People driven by Stability are concerned about security in many different facets of their life. They take comfort in knowing they're prepared for their future and as such, take the necessary steps to make their life more predictable. Whether that means setting up a good savings account, educating themselves so they're prepared for their next job or child, or physically safeguarding their home with alarms or new storm windows, they do well when stability is in their sights.

What are you?
http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=selfmotivationogt&c=50652

A testament to my Libra sign?

You Are A Chocolate Ice Cream Girl

Dramatic. Powerful. Flirty.

What Flavor Ice Cream Girl Are You?

Eh? I think not...Flirty? Seriously??

What's Your Secret to Success?

My Result: Balancing Skills

From your home or job to your family and social life, an active and busy person like you has a lot on your plate. But that doesn't mean that you let it get you down or get the better of you. Quite the opposite — having a packed calendar and too much to do is probably just the way you like it.


Whether you've got a million items on your to-do list or just a few big ones, you've got a knack for keeping track of things and staying on top of them. Where some might sink under an avalanche of duties, projects, and appointments, it's your time to rise to the top and show off your true talents. Way to shine!

What are you?
http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=secretsuccessogt&c=50652

Next entry (Probably. Unless other issue props up or my laziness gets the best of me) - Of money and value.

Current Music: New World - Back-On

Title-less

...which means that this entry is going to be, in one word, random.

Since my break started, I've been doing nothing but going on another downloading spree (last time, it was Gackt - this time, it's scanlations...including doujinshis).

Reading really overwhelming doujinshis, in addition to watching Naruto - from the final 20 episodes of the first season to the most recent five episodes of the new season Shippuuden, thanks to my classmate - and to wrap up Ouran Kouko Host Club plus reading a new manga called 07 Ghost...I'd say they're more than enough to keep me in hyper-otaku mode for days, if not weeks.

Oh, did I mention that I'm waiting for Youtube to finish loading an episode of Death Note the anime, just so I'd be able to listen how Yamaguchi Kappei and Miyano Mamoru perform?

Not to compare them to Matsuyama Ken'ichi and Fujihara Tatsuya (of the movie of the same name), definitely, since real-life movie =/= anime.

Oh, I suppose I should add that I've just finished Death Note: The Last Name (i.e. the second installment of the 'rea-life' movie). The subbing was atrociously appalling, I could only try to guess what they were saying (knowledge of the storyline helped a bit, since the movie adopted a slightly different approach). And, for the love of God, you _don't_ translate people's names! It's enough to make me grind my teeth in absolute dismay - and astonishment - as to _HOW_ people could lack simple common sense.

Argh, having Ryuuzaki being referred to as dragon (...you've got to be kidding me...) and Raito as Moon (how feminine is that, being contrasted to Ryuuzaki's one...dragons are totally more masculine than the moon~!) ...made my hands itch, eager to strangle the necks of the so-called translators.

Also, I've been hanging around Youtube rather often lately...I can't belive I'm losing sleep over this, yet I don't feel half as sleepy as my campus days.

Aah, the beautiful, mysterious affect a simple thing such as a break can do to you...
Looking forward to more 07 Ghost and Shippuuden!

But first I need to finish the third arc of Bleach...

And I want plushies! I think my bed is finally ready to shelter more...occupants, in addition to my notes and books.

Not forgetting to stock up on my anime list!

Yamaguchi Kappei is <3!

Pass time

Currently on CNY break, which is only for four days! Too short, especially after what I had to go through!
Yep, that means I'm back home. With the newly installed air-cond in my room (not that it's on, anyway...). Has this family gone on a spending craze or something while I was gone?
On a dl spree, with eyes on Luna Sea, Gackt (I'm looking for Asrun Dream! Why is it so difficult?), maybe a few of H&M Color...
I need anime!

Current Music: >Enrai ~Tooku ni aru akari~ - HIGH and MIGHTY Color

Aye

New year, but it seems that with each passing December 31, I'd usually be doing the same thing at the tick of midnight: On my bed (with or without a computer on), listening to a Japanese song, thinking how the past has left us in the lurch, and the uncertainties the future has to offer.

Fireworks fill the first midnight sky of 2007, but here I am, not even glancing out of my own bedroom window, and thinking how they disrupt the song I'm listening to.

Currently downloading Gundam SEED episode 24. Don't ask why I even bothered to, knowing that a Realplayer file is _not_ something my Avicenna recognises much less plays.
Seven minutes to completion, then I'll begin with episode 39.
Then perhaps, just for the whim of it...SEED Destiny episode 14.

I am guilty of a downloading spree, with the unlimited Internet access (something lacking back in that backwater lil place...) and _tons_ of sites to check out, and likewise, _tons_ of things to download.

I just love Avicenna to bits...

Anyhow, so I got a new phone. A Sony Ericsson. I've nothing against Sony. I remember dreaming of owning one once upon a time - like I said before, advertisements have powerful influence - before I got a phone.

But yeah, Nokia's still cool in a different way. But it's just too bloody expensive for anyone's good.

Am I guilty for over-spending? Not exactly. It's a necessity - if not today, it would be someday.

So.

New block's starting in two days' time. Not exactly ecstatic (I demand longer breaks, damnit!), since I enjoyed the previous one a whole lot, and am kinda sad that it's gone.

Not that I want to repeat the experience, mind you. Once is enough. My time is limited.

Oh, the download's over. Time to move to the next one...

...if it turns out that whatever I'm downloading is either subtitle-less or fan-subbed, I'd be very, VERY disappointed.

Happy New Year, y'all. May the future bring good news to us all.

Current Music: Itsuka no Merry Christmas - B'z (I know, I know. Listening to a Christmas when it has been over for days, plus the fact that I'm not even Christian! ...My taste is quirky.)