OMG IT'S DA REAL THING !!!

Finally !!! I got my hands on the real thing.

Aizome. Mamiko Noto. The ending theme of Jigoku Shoujo Futakomori. Waited for months until my neck has expanded in length. Ohhh it's like an angel singing in the darkness and red.

New things are coming in too. New semester, new tenants, and new crapload coming. Oh gosh it's going to be another roller coaster ride.

Oh well, back to Aizome. >:)

What The Rice Bowl Told Me

I broke a rice bowl today.

Doesn't sound like a great deal, ain't it? Yet, who knows breaking a bowl has a pound worth of lessons in it? At least, I do now.

Well, I was doing the dishes when it happened. I have a bad habit of stacking up the dishes like a Royal London Circus show when I wash them, and it so happened that after all those years of happy-go-luckiness, that bad habit of mine finally claimed that innocent porcelain bowl that has been used for years.

I was like, "Oh shi-" with one big eye and the other small, while Mum - as expected - ranted beside me : "See? Told you this will happen..."

DING. My mind chimed all of a sudden. Ain't this similiar to what happens when a sudden event was triggered ? Like, a car crash, an explosion or the sorts ?

Come to think of it, we live a life inside our own bubbles. Even though the world is harsh, the society is demanding and crap happens everyday, but somehow all of us manage to shape our lives to steer clear from them - most of the time - and gradually, it becomes a routine. And when it becomes a routine, we tend to think : "Yeah, I've been doing this for all this time, and nothing bad can happen if I do it like this."

But, what if suddenly, something unexpected happens and crashes your life ? And adding to it, no one or nothing can give you a - very obvious - sign to tell you that what you're doing routinely has long-termed negative effects, or something bad could happen and your life goes crash. And even worse - we always ignore the tell-tale signals, the advice of experienced individuals, and even our own conscience just for the sake of our own life's convenience.

Just like how I broke the bowl today.

Oh well, what's happened cannot be undone. A bowl that has served my family well for ages, now lying in the trash can waiting for it's unspoken fate. My hands seek for forgiveness, and that's why tonight, I blogged.

R.I.P., porcelain rice bowl.

Broadway

[ EDIT :- It's by Goo Goo Dolls. Sorry for my forgetfulness. Corrected a part of the lyrics as well. ]

Chorus :-

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Broadway is dark tonight
A little bit weaker than it used to be
Broadway is dark tonight
See the young man sitting
In the old man's bar
Waiting for his turn to die

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The cowboy kills the rock star
And Friday night's gone too far
The dim light hides the years
On all the faded girls

Forgotten but not gone
You drink it off your mind
You talk about the world
Like it's someplace that you've been

You see you'd love to run home
But you know you ain't got one
And you're livin' in a world
That you're best forgotten around here

[To Chorus]

You choke down all your anger
Forget your only son
You pray to statues when you sober up for fun
Your anger don't impress me
The world slapped in your face
It always rains like hell on the losers day parade

You see you'd love to run home
But you know you ain't got one
'Cause you're livin' in a world that you're best forgotten
And when you're thinkin' of a joke
And nobody's gonna listen
To the one small point
I know they been missin' round here

[To Chorus]

You see you'd love to run home
But you know you ain't got one
'Cause you're livin' in a world
That you're best forgotten
And if you're thinkin' of a joke
Do you think that they'll listen
To the one small point
I know they been missin' round here

[To Chorus]

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Old song, but the meaning of the song is still fresh in my mind.

This world is totally screwed up, and it has never ceased to be. We were born, then we grew up, and we followed the way how our elders drown themselves in this sea of chaos.

Life sucks when things don't go our way. We already have enough tragedies in this society, and yet there are still inconsiderate people who will took pride on stepping on top of the victims.

And while writing to this point, I reflected back on myself - am I also one of those inconsiderate people? Maybe I used to, but that's because back then I was a child. But now, whenever I see something bad happened to others, deep inside me there will be a silent prayer, that the victims will get through those difficult times.

Though now, I felt like that young man who sat on the old man's bar. I don't drink, but now even drunkness couldn't drain away my dissatisfication towards my current condition now. The feeling's like getting stuck in thick mud, where struggling seemed futile. I don't want to be like the norm, nor I want to be some common folk who sits in a corner waiting for something to happen. That's what I felt deep inside me.

To be frank I've got no decent skills in doing anything. But I told myself most of the time, that doesn't mean I'm totally useless. And at times I realize I have a way when it comes to dealing with people in need. So that's why, I'll start this crusade to inspire as many people as possible, because I realize that's what I'm really good at.

So, if this is how it's supposed to be, then I'll have to make my next step. The stage's there, but I'll have to play it right.

Who's The FCKNG Genius ?

Two days ago, I was going out for dinner, and when I entered the lift...

......

On the floor was a puddle of unmistakably dried brown liquid on it, and the smell came in my nose too late. And there was another puddle of it just next to the switch, which I nearly stepped on due to the blind angle...

It was obviously a stray cat's doing on the brink of diarrhea, but I'm not going to blame the cat population around the area (well with all the garbage out there it's almost impossible to get rid of all of them). Instead my concerns were on...

WHO THE FCKNG IDIOT TRAPPED THE CAT INSIDE THE LIFT ?! CAT GOT FINGER AND SO SMART CAN PRESS SWITCH AND ENTER LIFT DO THEIR BUSINESS, IS IT ?!

Dangit, this world is overpopulated with idiots.

One Year Gone, And Another Comes

2006 rolling out, and here comes 2007.

Again. And like X'mas, I don't feel anything special about it. Have I grown into some insensitive prick that I've felt nothing but boredom for the recent celebrations?

New year resolutions? 1280*960. Though I'm still OK with my current video card, but I always hate it when them moviemakers make their trailers with high resolution nowadays. That and may all those stupid stuff will reduce while I welcome more nice stuff into my life.

Oh well. I'm still feeling all numb here. Maybe watching some fireworks later will do me good. Maybe.

All Thanks To The Taiwan Quake

Oh yeah. Now our lines are 'pwned'. And uh, I'm blaming the quake, not the place - so it's no one's fault - except for the giant plate under the ground.

Barely managed to get into Blogger, and haven't slept yet because twilight's the only chance I get to get online. I wonder how is it going to be in this afternoon - odds are it's probably down. And hope that I'm wrong.

Oh well, crashing on my bed soon.

Sucky Day Of Laggy Connections

Today's network is freaking slow. No idea why, but it's been like that since I woke up.

MSN down. Y!M has a lag of more than 15 seconds. But strangely enough, my BT is OK, as well as most of the websites that I frequent. Only a couple of sites were struggling.

Wonder who's fault it is right now. Though I suspect it might either be Streamyx or the messenger servers.

Bleh.

P/S Blogger works fine too.

Possible Solution For The Annoying MSN Messenger 7.5 error 80004005

Felt the need to post this up, since when I Google'd for the solution, most of the time I was referred to the so-very-new-hot-and-popular WINDOWS LIVE MESSENGER instead of the MSN Messenger 7.5, which I'm still using the .0324 version comfortably. So sue me for being off the mainstream.

Anyway, to all the MSN 7.5 denizens out there who hit the tight spot as I did more than an hour ago before I posted this :-

(1) Recall your MSN status. Do you remember placing an emoticon in it for fun's sake?

(2) If (1) is true, open up the antique Windows Messenger (the creaky 4.7) and login into your account, and remove the emoticon from your status.

Problem solved.

Not Affected by X'mas

Other than it being a holiday and an excuse to go home, nothing much for me. Nope, I'm not even expecting any presents at all.

To add in the spice, I'm actually returning to my apartment on the 25th itself. But before that, will drop by 1-U with family for some shopping - early CNY shopping.

Don't get me wrong - I'm not pulling myself away from the celebrations or getting into my emo self again. Because if I want to celebrate, I'd celebrate everyday of my days being alive. And besides, celebrating can be in many other forms and done in various ways.

Oh well, back to hunting for something fun to mess with. FInished Canis Canem Edit, and it was fun. Bravo Rockstar. :)

Passing By...

Some interesting read...

WARNOCK'S DILEMMA

Back to Canis Canem Edit (Bully).

Taking A Dump Of Thoughts - Expectations

Swing and swing, and in a blink, it's been 25 days since I last blogged. Time to crap some thoughts.

And being 20+, people around me start to expect me to do this, expect me to do that, expect me to do what-and-what. And I hate to meet up with those external expectations, because it's just not me. I enjoy being myself right now as a twenty-ager, and I hate to meet up with those kind of external expectations because I prefer to be honest to myself.

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List of expectations on me :-

(1) Girlfriend

Countless times have I been thrown the question that has been pelt at every male who has been assumed as an adult. To all the uncle, auntie and the small little brats who don't even know what 'love' is - can you guys just give me a break ???

This is something that I prefer to take it a little slowly and adding to it, I haven't met up with 'The One' yet, so quit bugging me by comparing me and who-and-who of the same age who's going to get married next month !

(2) Job

Another annoying question/proposal to take from the surrounding people. No, seriously I don't want that job, even if it's overseas and the pay's high. I'd rather be working as a pump attendant than to crap at a job that I don't even like from the start. Or something that doesn't stop me from going online, preferably.

(3) Personality

Regarding this, even I myself isn't quite sure about it. Probably my fault for always keeping that 'good guy' image to most of the people who are not close to me, because what I get is people treat me like a naive person who lives in Butterflyland and dance with fairies. I have to balance myself out by letting the demon inside my darkness laugh at the ignorance of those people who only saw the 'good' side of me.

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CUT. I'm not the people's kind of people, OK? I have my own set of thinking, and my own life to lead. If I were to lead someone else's life, might as well I go and change my name to that person's name to make things look neater.

For the very least, inside deep of my heart, I want to make a name out of myself, though of course a good one. So people, quit comparing me with others or I will personally change my major to Law and sue you guys for wrongly accusing me as something.

Crawling On The Floor

No, rather like, 'sprawling'. And it's not on the floor - on the road.

That's what I did for today. Uh I mean, yesterday by now.

Had a friend who called for help - apparently a friend of his needed actors for a commercial shoot. Well, me and Co. had participated in one last week for a car club, but of course we were the 'keh leh feh' - carefrees whose job is to stand next to the cars going 'OHHH' and 'AHHH' on those pimped metal boxes on wheels.

But this time, the newest shoot was for an anti-smoking campaign. And probably because I sold my comical self too much to the society, I got picked as the *shameless* male lead for it.

So, the plot was about this couple walking down the road, and while crossing the road the male lead's cigarette box drops on the middle of the road, and he was hit by a car while attempting to retrieve it.

That means not only we have random retakes due to acting awkwardness, but I also have to roll on the road several times, and I had to sprawl for an estimated 40 minutes on the tarmac, smeared with fake blood (which is obviously something red, sour and tasty diluted in water) and suffering bites from bugs and ants which were attracted to the fake blood.

But the experience was fun and priceless. It's not like everyone gets the chance to sprawl on the tarmac for 40 minutes just to let people shoot you. :)

Anyways, off to deal with my stuff now, and sleep coming my way. Interesting day of events to dream of. :)

Note To Self

Getting heavily drunk is not quite the my ideal way for celebrating my birthday(s).

Uh, take a look at no-wing's and, well... *shrugs*

OH YEAHHHHHHH !!!

Summon Night: Swordcraft Story 2 is out !!! Finally I found the rom for it. :D

So is Jigoku Shoujo Futakomori - thanks to Ayu for the 2 episodes !!! They ROCK !!!

Now waiting for Aizome, the ED for Jigoku Shoujo Futakomori... as well as the delayed Yggdra Union...

Will You Stop Barking ?

Dedicated to someone who should be sitting in his house retired and enjoying his pension instead of trying to repolish his broken old glamour of his.

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Your age is over, your time has passed
your era is already the glory of the past
yet things change and no longer it's your day
so will you stop barking, I say
will you stop barking anymore ?

Won't ask you to quit, no man's a quitter
you think you're right but that no longer matters
respected you are but count out your trash
and will you stop barking, I ask
will you stop barking anymore ?

Maybe you're old, and you're getting slow
nope won't blame or flame you for that though
but shouldn't one be wiser when he gets older
when will you stop barking, I ponder
won't you stop barking anymore ?

I guess there are things, that are meant to be
some things should be done but not all of it
and sorry no one listens to you it seems
well will you stop barking, I mean
won't you stop barking anymore ?


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Dropped By A While On The Platform

Probably nothing much to write about today at this twilight hour, as I thought while I opened up this dashboard. Mouth itch settling in again - had a bite of chocolate just now. Turned on a sleepy song by Tanaka Rie, "Tadaima", while rocking the rocking chair - my PC seat broke down days ago with me on it, and all I can say is that the rusty piece of metal couldn't support what meager weight that I possess. Oh well, mmmm comfortable.

Next week is the end of this break. Lots of stuff to keep up with, and who knows what will come up when I return ? Maybe more people and stuff that I'd get to know - and who knows, maybe more e-diotness ?

But well, watching 'Gokusen' did help a little on lifting myself up - inspiration and motivation on the right spot. Probably could've been killed by over-depression if not for it. And changes are coming, I see it...

Guess after spouting all these random nonsense I'll turn up early for bed today - even though I had a nap this afternoon while it rained like '猫と犬’ ('neko to inu', cats & dogs, and probably I need to slap myself up on some decent Japanese lessons).

Life's Like A Game Of Minesweeper

Well, gotta admit I was too emo on the last post - thanks to Fireburn and EwA for pointing out my 'cardio black hole'. Maybe I should lighten the mood a little in this post.

Had been slacking around again, and still not satisfied on my progress (especially on my personal projects). The newspapers for the whole week are in a heap now, yet I don't felt bothered much by the headlines - disputes between Uncle and Doctor, blah bleh blah, disputes between Uncle and Doctor again, bleh blah bleh.

Had never got a nice sleep for the past 2 days - shop lot behind undergoing renovations, and drill-drill-drill whole day long since the morning. Can't - get - sleep. Eventually I had the urge to go get some hand grenades and lobe them into that big open hole and blow out those drilling Krauts, but killing anything alive including those noise-inducing mecha Nazis on this rock in the Solar System is penalized by iron bars and free back treatment, so I'd have to pass the idea and close up the whole house like a WWII underground bunker. Hopefully they won't operate on this perfect Sunday morning, or I'll have to operate something to release gas.

Though today, went out for dinner, and, uh, I think that should be the last time I venture to that restaurant - the food is... never mind. After that, I hanged around the bridge over the LDP for a while - while munching on that KitKat Cornetto (or is it something else?) and listening to my phone's radio. Somehow it's just comfortable standing on top of the center of the highway - neverending breeze, sodium vapour lights, tremor of the vehicles rumbling below the feet, and the company of random songs from the stations. I thought of trying that again next night, but definitely I'm going to skip that restaurant.

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Well, later on I returned to my ghetto, turned on my monitor screen, and heck, still don't know how to put what I want to write into proper words. Turned on Minesweeper, started playing. Then my mind was dulled by the clicking, and the inner voice spoke :-

"Life's like a game of Minesweeper. You click your first step, not knowing the puzzle - and you will never know what the puzzle is unless you uncover the tiles one by one. Step by step uncovered, mine by mine marked, all will be uncovered by extra care, patience and rational thinking. And if you're not careful, you make a mistake - and you have to play the whole game all over again.

"But sometimes it can be a biatch - at times you find you are betting your stakes on that two tiles that you cannot judge which is the safe tile, and which is the mine. Sometimes you get lucky - but the other half of the 'sometimes' you will curse at your ill luck."

"And come to think about it - isn't Life the same ? Uncovering tiles, avoiding mines and avoiding them, got blown by that unsuspecting biatch mine you mistook for a tile, and most importantly, learning from your mistakes. And in the end, you realize, winning is not by solving the whole puzzle, but by learning how to solve it every time you face a new puzzle."

Well, that's what the voice told me, and urged me to write it down here. Maybe I'd forget about it one day, but I might find it here again and recall this little abandoned thought of mine.

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On the other hand, finished the 1st season of Nickelodean's 'Avatar : The Last Airbender' (don't be fooled by the 'Nick' tag and assume it's kiddy stuff - it's good shiat we're talking about, and IMHO it beats Naruto & Bleach in terms of creativity, storyline and animation) and as well, been watching this J-Dorama, Gokusen (dated couple of years back, so sue me for not watching it until now) that I've loaned from Sig. Both brilliant and inspiring I must say - it's like a female version of GTO, except this time you see a HELL lot of boys, a HELL lot of Yakuza stuff, and not to forget a HELL lot of Japanese humour. Don't let the female lead 'Yankumi' (nickname for Yamaguchi Kumiko, played by Nakama Yukie) deceive you by her 'normal' looks (think Asian Village/Town Girl with specs and double ponytails in tracksuit) - she can be very HOT when she gets pissed. Burning, flaming, and sometimes I'd imagine that she'd kill someone with her eyes by forcing their inner muscles to sever themselves. OHWAITDAMN - I'm mixed her up with Oboro from SHINOBI Heart Under Blade again. =
Well, probably I could again start writing because I watched like, 8 episodes for the last 2 days (average 45 minutes each minus the credits and stuff). Laughed. Pitied. Touched. All sorts of feelings overwhelming at every scene resulting in either headbanging or tearluring - probably a good kickstart to motivate my inner heart. 4 more episodes to catch, and that will be the conclusion of the 1st season for me.

And well, been spamming this song, Atsumi Saori's 'Ashita Ni Nareba', from the 'Kujibiki Unbalance (TV)' OP single 'Ai'. Had to check her name again before I remembered that she was the sweet voice that sang for 'Midori no Hibi' - well, her 'Mousukoshi... Mousukoshi' still pull the strings in my heart everytime I play it on my foobar2000. Oh well, hope the torrent for that old album of hers still work.

I guess I will have to conclude here for the time being.

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Felt like a million miles away from my heart, yet a million words can't catch up with what I had left running in front of me. It may never be enough, but that doesn't mean happiness is out of grasp now.

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Well, bed then, probably. Right after I Net on a while.

The Path Retaken

Got up at around 10 today, thanks to my phone.

Cleared out some stuff. Took a shower, and by noon went out for lunch.

Probably because of Hari Raya, the mixed rice stall behind my house wasn't open. And well, I'm in no mood for noodles, so I have to walk another kilometer to the nearest mixed rice stall. Though in exchange, I get to catch up on what's new on the way, and there's always the radio on my 'new' phone to keep me entertained.

Over the neighbourhood. Crossed the metal bridge over the river. Passed by the LRT station. Nothing new apart from a new Guardian outlet, where a wall supposedly stood the last time I passed by there. Though people are still people, passing by with their numb passerby looks. Ignoring them, I continued on and crossed the pedestrian bridge over the LDP.

Stopped by the 7-11. Checked out what's in there, got a pack of Tic-Tacs. Walked out and continued on for another 10 minutes. Due to Raya, the streets were empty. Occasionally a car passed by, but that's all that stopped me abruptly from crossing the once-busy road. Soon I reached that restaurant, and had my lunch. Less than 20 minutes I walked out again.

Weird though. Nothing much on the way have changed. Maybe I was the only one who had changed for these couple of years. Or maybe it's the past that I did not managed to catch on ? I pondered as I walked my little journey home.

I don't know. Nothing's certain in this world. Either it's the world who abandoned me, or it's me who abandoned it. Probably I've been too disillusioned by the world's changing, that within myself I've became numb, insensitive and cold for this world. The price I pay to be an adult.

I stopped by at the 7-11 again. Bought some snacks and stuff. While walking on the way out, saw this girl waiting inside the 7-11 for her friends - another couple who arrived via LRT. I opened the door for her, and she darted out to meet up with her friends. I looked at them and pondered a while before I exit the mart.

They probably have a long way to go. And so, do I. Different routes, but nevertheless the same weight. Different paths, but nevertheless the same goal.

I continued on my way, returning to where I belong, retaking the path of growth.

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Was thinking of this song while I typed on. The 1st OP for the anime series, Fate/Stay Night. Countless nights it had accompanied me, and once again tonight it had.

'disillusion' - Tainaka Sachi

Lyrics by Haga Keita
Composed by Number 201
Rearranged by Kenji Kawai

Lyrics, Translation by Byakuya.

Day Of The Instant Noodles

Lesson of the day : Noodles cooked on the stove in a pot always taste better than noodles drowned in boiled water in a bowl.

Woke up close to noon today - normally would've been yelled at even if I got up at 9. Thing is, I worked myself all to 4am in the morning. And I felt all horrible all over myself, physically and mentally, so that's why today I decide not to go out for lunch. And it rained at evening and there goes my dinner plans. BLEH. Noodles will do tonight.

Tomorrow I'll go out for a change - staying at home all day does not work out at all. Get something nice to chow on, buy some snacks and stuff, and take a look around to see what's new in the neighbourhood. And that's what I've decided after I took the last bite of my noodles. Guess tonight there's no midnight oil to burn.

Wrist now turned from tingling to decay. Not like I did not treat it or something, but the plaster fell after some time. Maybe I should just leave it alone, and let it serve as a 'friendly' reminder that I should work out on balancing myself so that I won't fall terribly next time.

Browsed a couple of blogs today. Found one link, which lead to another. Something that I've always wanted to post up because to me, it's ROCK and it ROCKS.



'God Knows...' by Aya Hirano. For a better 'synch-ed' version and w/o the crowd noises, click HERE :-

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5aHrE7d2XgA

From episode 12 of "Suzumiya Haruhi no Yuuutsu" (The Melancholy of Suzumiya Haruhi, note the 3 'u' 's in 'Yuuutsu').

Reason why I think it's cool (POSSIBLE SPOILERS AHEAD BEWARNED):-

Well, Suzumiya wasn't quite the popular figure in her school, but she was just a talented person who just got bored of everything around her. Founder of the 'notorious' SOS Brigade (Sekai wo Ooini moriagerutame no Suzumiya Haruhi no dan), she was so obsessed into her own interests that she'll do everything in a 'cowgirl' manner - from wearing bunny suits and passing out flyers in the school compound after school to extorting a PC from the neighbouring Computer Society. And everything that'd made Kyon (the grumbling male lead you'd see stuck among the crowds, and his real name remains unknowned...) have a certain level of dislike for her. But he and the other 3 brigade members (Nagato, Asahina and Koizumi who were actually hanging around for a purpose) had no choice but to follow her orders - since she mustn't be BORED.

But in this scene, it changed Kyon's opinion towards her for this day. Apparently she and Nagato (girl in wizard costume from the now-defunct Literature Club who was absorbed into the SOS Brigade - and she's not any ordinary human girl, since she just learned about the guitar skills like, minutes ago ?) were substitute members for the playing band performing that afternoon. And they simply ROCKED everyone out.

And kudos for Kyoto Animation for making this great series - they did a great job on the details of the graphics and the animation. Bravo.

Oh well, guess it's time for me to stop here and start hanging out elsewhere. Till then.

Period Of Idling

*coughs at the dust collected by the blog dashboard*

Oh well.

Deepavali was over. Coming up next will be the Raya festivals for the Malays.

Parents off to China for a trip, and my younger siblings went to Grannies' house approximately 20 KM away from my home.

And I, now on my second week of my semester break, will be all alone in this house. For a week. Stocked with rations and stuff to keep me alive for 7 days.

Ups will be I will have moments of silence, peace and alone to do my own stuff. At least 3 story projects, my own studies to catch up, games to play, animes to watch etc.

Downs ? Plenty as well. Already I'm sensing BOREDOM and LONELINESS. Stuff to be done daily. And I don't want to think what the other 'downs' are.

Couple of hours has passed since my parents left for the airport, and I'm already feeling the ennui spreading all over me. Heck.

I turned on the music, and my foobar2000 is repeating Maaya Sakamoto's 'Chibiko Fork'. I read a little. I wrote a little. I was less than inspired. Minimized everything.

I turned off the player and started up the GBA emulator, loading up Riviera -The Promised Land-. Less than 10 minutes later I got frustrated with the inventory system and turned it off.

I browsed around the Net again. I read a couple of blogs and commented in them, then I thought it was time to bring up this little dusty corner of mine. I wrote and wrote and wrote. Up to this point, where I'm changing the song as well. Heck, I'm not in the mood for any positive-sounding songs.

Hungry. Probably there's something for me to bite on in the stores. I decided on the song 'Cry Baby', from Kawabe Chieko - the alternate version of it (namely Shining!) appeared briefly in episode 19 of Ouran High School Host Club.

[3 minutes later...]

Seems like there's nothing much on the cupboards. Checked the fridge. Decided to open up that bar of chocolate (fruits & nuts). Contents smashed all over. Took a couple of chunks and came back to the PC.

Found a link from BBC. Apparently it was for the quiz for one of their documentary series, Japanorama. About one of their episodes, which are about Otakus.

8 questions. Answered 6 correctly. Does NOT mean I'm Otaku or whatsoever - friend showed that episode to me one night and I still remembered some stuff in it as well. Back to writing.

Wound on wrist tingling. Grazed it on badminton session this morning. Need to work out on body balance, as well as strength control. Tonnes to improve. Oh well.

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After all the doodling on this dusty corner, I felt like an empty shell.

Life sucks. Kinda.

Probably I need an impact or something. Had none since 2 semesters ago. Maybe I'll do something for a change within this week.

Hopefully it works.