Countdown to Horror #1

It's not too far from the truth if I were to say that this entry shall be an extension of some sort to the previous babble entry.

This is where my rant shall begin. Those who have no confidence to sit and read it through is advised to take cover, or more wisely, seek for an escape route. Remember, your decision right now may affect you for a some time down the road.

Staying? Then brace yourself for utter boredom what is coming next: My continuation of rants pertaining to my Surgical posting.

Am presently trying to transfer my first drafts of clerking sheets into the Proper!Clerking book. And then I was made to admit to myself the cold hard facts: that the history that I took was by no means top-notch. Some questions were not put forward at the time, and even those that were answered were seriously lacking.

If it wasn't because I just took note that the lecturer who goes around checking clerking books will be taking my group for a class this Monday itself, I would have put off updating the book.

I just hope something bad is not waiting for us - me and my pitiful book - when the fateful day comes along and imposes on us. My paranoia is going totally out of control now, and what I need now is focus!

Lesson to self: Forget about first and even second drafts next time.

Yay for short entry. Now I shall return to my confounded clerking sheets...

Current Music: The Delicious☆Tomato Song - Namikawa Daisuke<--Yesh, the song doesn't make sense...at least it lifts up my mood, even just a little bit. P/s: CHIGIIII~!!!!11

I have erred.

I was never renowned for my decision-making skills. That's what I get for being too emotionally instinctively driven. So much for "not wanting my brains to rust before the start of what would potentially be the ultimate horror of my third year in medical school". Pooh-pooh.

Why, oh why, did the reason in me made me choose to go back to campus today instead of tomorrow? I was suffering in this massive heat, drenched in what could be buckets of perspiration, even when I wasn't doing anything that could remotely constitute as an exercise!

Global warming is evil.

Is it okay if I laze off tonight and just start getting serious tomorrow...or the day after?

Yes, one of the codes (they called it "Rules of Thumb") that I was made to memorise in Form 3 (in verbatim, "Procrastination is the thief of time") is back to haunt me, but what good is it when one is not at one's optimal potential to function, to work?

My centre of decision-making then came up with a verdict of its own: Fine, do whatever you feel like doing.

So I'll wait. But for how long? How much time do I have until Impatience and Reality start to reel me in to knock some sense into me to get the idea that I need to move on into my thick head and stubborn cardium?

Should I still wait for a feeble ember of hope of it ever returning, after what I aimed for had deserted me?

Current Music: Before the Worst - The Script

締切の前に

On Friday we had an Islamic Input session entitled "Aging". While most of the content escaped me, I did remember vaguely those that arrested my attention, even if it was just momentary.

1. At age 40, our nervous system matures.

This simple statement was then followed by "So if we want to learn new skills, we'd better do so before we turn 40". Yes, so maturing means that it's at its peak and therefore is unable to equip new skills as easily as before.

When I heard and realized that this fact has hit me squarely in the face, my mind was immediately flooded with those ambitions that I had hoped to fulfill one day. Turns out that I don't have much time before the deadline, considering that the list is endless. Yes, such is human ambition, unlimited while being ignorant to human limitations.

Seeing from another point of view, this basically puts the signboard that says "Time is Running Out" in spotlights topped with neon flashlights. Will they be enough to keep my head in the game?

Indulging in my little enjoyments that I call hobby come at a price, because I always find myself drowning too far down, that it takes a lot of effort to resurface and leave my comfort zone to march to the battlefield.

2. Our negative behaviours become emphasized at old age.

So I'd better get rid of the qualities that I'd rather not keep. The last thing I want is to become widely known as an old grouch who complains incessantly like a broken record.

3. Don't become demented when you grow old.

Trust me, nobody in their right mind would want to undergo that.
It's bad enough that you lose your physical strength. Having retained some intellectual capabilities and acumen should be nice things to fall back to. Wouldn't want to be reduced to a mere burden after a life of independence and splendor, would we? Of course, life has its ups-and-downs, but the way to do it is to delay the irreversible process of descent...before Death comes a'knockin' when it is time.

Current Music: Uso - SID

P/s: The song is the first ending of Full Metal Alchemist : Brotherhood. While I do consider myself a SID fan occasionally (Monokuro no Kisu from Kuroshitsuji is another noteworthy piece), I am not amused to see that the vocalist was rather lip-syncing in the promotional video.
Translations by csakuras.

Uso

ano hi mita sora
akane iro na sora wo
nee kimi wa oboete imasuka
yakusoku chigiri
shoka no kaze ga tsutsumu
futari yorisotta

muri na egao no ura
nobita kage wo kakumau
dakara kizukanu furi
saisei wo erabu

table no ue no
furuenai shirase
machitsuzukete
kuuhaku no yoru mo
kuru hazu no nai asa mo
zenbu wakattetanda

ano hi mita sora
akane iro na sora wo
nee kimi wa wasureta no deshou
yakusoku chigiri
shoka no kaze ni kieta
futari modorenai

oto mo iro mo ondo mo
hanbun ni natta kono heya
kyou mo chirakashite wa
yure tsukare nemuru

jouzu ni damashite ne
uso wa kirai de suki
kimi no kotoba
imagoro ni natte
kimochi wa itai hodo
dakara bokura sayonara

itsuka mata ne to
te wo furiatta kedo
mou au koto wa nai no deshou
saigo no uso wa
yasashii uso deshita
wasurenai

ano hi mita sora
akane iro na sora wo
nee itsuka omoidasu deshou
hatasenakatta yakusoku wo idaite
futari arukidasu


English Translation: Lie

The sky we saw that day
the dark red sky
Hey, do you remember it?
Pledging a promise
The early summer breeze wrapping around us
We stand close together

Behind forced smiles
we hide a stretching shadow
That's why, while pretending obliviousness
we choose rebirth

Waiting for
the unshakeable news
on the table top
Both empty nights
and mornings that should not arrive
We understood it all

The sky we saw that day
that dark red sky
Hey, haven't you forgotten it?
Pledging a promise
Disappearing into the early summer breeze
We cannot return

Sound and color and temperature
have been cut in halves in this room
Cluttering it again today
Trembling, tiring, and going to sleep

Deceive us well
We hate and love lies
Your words
Now that it's this time
these feelings are painful
That's why we say goodbye

We waved our hands
saying see you again someday
But we will probably never meet again
The last lie
was a tender lie
We'll never forget

The sky we saw that day
that dark red sky
Hey, you'll remember it someday
Embracing the promise we couldn't fulfill
We start walking.