C'est La Vie

I'm still running a slight fever and headache.
And I'm still a little wonky.

So, I'm going to write about my inbox.
Yes! My e-mail inbox.

Everyday, I'll receive a bunch of chain-mail.
And I'll delete them without a second thought, unless the title catches my attention.
Or else, it's into the recycling bin.
Now that I think about it, why do they call it the recycling bin anyways?
E-mails are made of...I'm not sure what the heck they're made of...Maybe electronic particles?
So, how do you recycle the particles?

Annnyways, all I have left in my inbox are mails from forums, scanslation groups and mail of school projects back in sec school.
And it's 8 pages full.
I'm so pathetic.

Au revoir

High

Nope, I'm not feeling high.
I feel very low, down low.
I've had a fever since Monday, but I didn't know how high it was till today.
It's 39 degrees!
My brain feels like it's on fire and my eyeballs burn in their very sockets!
I've taken a suppressant, so it doesn't burn as much. I'm also taking two days off from classes.
After what happened on the Math and Physics test, I fear what stupid things I'll do if I attend.
Don't mind me, I'm not thinking really straight now.

Do you know how much water it takes to make a latte?
Click here to find out -> Of Lattes and water

I'm going back to sleep.

Losing Grip

I stumbled onto a site which can predict the gender of a person just by the way a person writes his/ her blog entry.

Twice I've tried, and the results are still the same.

With Blog Post #1:
Words: 350

Female Score: 349
Male Score: 425

The Gender Genie thinks the author of this passage is: male!

With Blog Post #2:

Words: 855

Female Score: 1175
Male Score: 1597

The Gender Genie thinks the author of this passage is: male!

I think I was born with the wrong gender...

Anyways, I didn't take paracetamol and head to bed like I told Jon.
I couldn't sleep.
I feel all jumbled up inside after what my mom said to me.
There's the feeling of hurt, hate, angst and a whole lot more negative emotions in me right now.
I chose to not speak unnecessarily to my parents since the incident two weeks ago; I just kept my distance.

After hearing what she said, I feel like she has no idea how I think or feel.
I don't want to justify my actions anymore.
I'll just let her think what she wants now.

With that, I'll lock myself in my reading and writing; the one place where nothing can hurt me or make me feel vulnerable.

Procrastination At Its Worst

I was supposed to be doing my revision today, but I ended up doing this...

My pride, my joy- My personal bookshelf.

My first shelf- tankobon.
My collection is ever expanding.

Sans front stack. Twilight is the only paperback of my whole collection.
I wonder if anyone wants to sell their hardcover version; any offers?

I think I'll have to make way for more tankobon.
Where shall I put these then?

Jean Ure, one of my tweenage obsessions.
Now, it's shoujo manga. I'll never give 'em up!

I got a lil wacky and did this; don't ask me why.

Aerial view.

Interior.

My stacks of tankobon.
I love them more than anything.

My sound system croaked, so no loud grunge...
*Sad*

My stack of reference books, and boy are they heavy.


Anyways, mellylemon released chapter 53 of The One.
I'll give you something to scream about right about now:

OH MY GAWD!
Shonen-ai alert!

I was expecting Lele to say it, not Angus...

I'll leave you to your screaming.
*giggles*

Flabbergasted

No MS class today, and this week is the last.
Whatever, that means more time for my own stuff.

I'm still plotting my new story.
And all that I'm dishing out is sealed maps and four nations.
I'll leave you to your wildest imaginations and creativity.
I'm not even done with my previous story yet...Heh.

All right, I'll go take a short nap and dream on how to let my main meet the rouge.
Oh no, I've said too much!
*scampers off to her room*

R&R

I really need some R&R.
This coming week is the only week that I don't have any assessments, projects, coursework or assignments.
So, to admins and staffers:
Please cut me some slack

I'm going through some rough times and I really need some time to recompose and redirect myself.
My little vacation started with my reading and completion of Jane Eyre in one day.
The story was really good, hence making Charlotte Brontë one of my favorite classic writers, joining the ranks of Jane Austen and Jules Verne.
While reading, I felt the sorrow of Jane, the passionate love of Mr. Rochester and the pain during their separation.

Devoid of any positive emotion on a regular basis, I can only truly feel when I read.
Mind you, I'm rather indifferent and often or more, bored of life.
Smiling and acting happy is easily done after many years of practice; no one has ever seen me genuinely happy.
Anger, however, is much pent up; it boils, overflows and then simmers to dislike.
The only thing I do when I dislike someone very much is to erase their existence from my life, my eyes. Those who had crossed that line knows very well what I mean.
Hate is very much non-existent in my feelings towards others.
Pity and sympathy is only given to those who really deserve them, and life is too short for guilt.
Hate me if you must, but these are the very defects who makes me who I am.

That aside, I do declare that reading is something I may never give up.
Through reading I am brought out of the four walls that I am often encased in; brought out to experience, to see, to feel and most importantly, to LIVE.
Imagination makes up for what my eyes do not see, my ears do not hear, my fingers do not touch and my heart does not feel.
Warmth, passion, sorrow, melancholy, happiness, angst, calmness...All these and more, incited by mere words on paper bounded together.

I, for one, read to live AND live to read.

Meep

For once, MS class wasn't a class.
Yeah, the lecturer really was serious about letting us watch Slumdog Millionaire.
It wasn't too bad, but didn't it catch my attention either.
I spent the last two and a half hours wandering in my own little world.

There's also a concert going on in SEGi, but neither Michelle or Yao is going.
Erin and Fui Yin skipped MS and have gone back to their hometowns.
I guess I'll just finish my translations and go watch Haruhi-chan.

Here's something for those that are Haruhi-ish.

ペンギン革命

I had a really weird message in my CBox which asked me to send an e-mail to someone.
Well I did, and I didn't have any reply.
Reply or no reply, life goes on.

After almost 3 years of waiting, I've finally finish reading ペンギン革命.
It's a sweet and nice story, highly recommended for people who are down-in-the-dumps.
There's finally closure for me, and another manga to add to my completed list.
Warning: Spoiler content

The mangaka should have given more details to the relationship between Yukari and Ryo after everything. But the way she ended the manga was nice too. I think I'll begin to stalk her for her following works.

I think I'll dedicate tomorrow to cataloging all my manga and transfer some of them to discs.
My memory space is getting really, really small.
And it's gonna get smaller with me reading のだめカンタビレ.
Gotta go study Chem for the test tomorrow. I don't mind the chapter about States and Matter, but the bonding calculations are killer, especially when the lecturer didn't really explain that chapter really well.
Maybe I should've given her a 2 instead of a 3 in my evaluation, but I'm not that mean.

Will read the next chapter of The One before I study; that might take some frustration out of me.

*peeps out of locked doors*

Inspiration comes at the most inconvenient of times,
that's why I hate myself.

*closes the door*
*continues reading 絶対平和大作戦 and のだめカンタービレ*

ぎゃぼ!

Chibi
Chibi To...
Chibi Tomoe...
Chibi Tomoe
CHIBI TOMOE!

CHIBI

TOMOE!


Other than the above, I'm bored, tired and cranky.
Don't knock on my door and don't call for me.
This time, don't wake me when you need me.
I MEAN IT.

*hangs the 'Don't disturb or I'll Give YOU a Wedgie of Your Life' sign she made on her door and slams it shut*

Disappointment

As you all might now know, the Malaysian government has already made its decision to revert the medium of instruction back to Malay.

At first, I had a whole lot to say (and probably even flame) but considering that the government is now screening blogs, I don't want to get in trouble with the ISA.
The irony is, what I wrote in my coursework paper might get me in hot soup instead.
Yes, my coursework paper for Malaysian Studies is the ISA.
Yes, I am a college student.
And yes, I know what sort of unspeakable acts and torture that the detainees endure while being locked up in small, windowless cells in Kamunting Detention Centre.
I done enough research to know that we're being oppressed and suppressed from exercising our freedom of speech, thought and conscience, security and arbitrary arrest.
And no, I do not plan to be a social activist, lawyer or politician.
Heck, I have no interest in politics and its blood-stained world.

Out of all the flame that I was going to blow out, I'll only have one thing to say:

As a former Malaysian public education student, I feel that all students are basically being treated as guinea pigs in the name of Education. Syllabes aren't updated, instead, they are wholly rewritten. I understand that new things are being churned up by educationalists, but this is no way for the government to apply it to the system.

Each time they rewrite the syllables, thousands nay, trillions of books are being destroyed. That also brings to mind the unmentionable number of trees that are cut down to make the books. They're cutting down more trees than they can replant. So how can we promote being a earth-conscience and green country?

Reverting the medium of instruction back to Malay doesn't signify patriotism, it's digging the mass grave for the future generation. Don't get me wrong, I'm not questioning the Malay language; I'm just saying that they are condemning the future generation to a bleak and dark future, so goes for the country's dream of achieving the status of being developed.

Think about it, how much technical and scientific terms can you teach in an English class? Throughout my 11 years in public education, I've not heard more than five scientific terms in my English lessons! How do you expect the students to familiarize themselves with those terms when they step into higher education?
Here's one reality that you have to face, ALL reference books in university and college level are in ENGLISH. How do you expect the students to understand any of them if everything they studied in was in Malay?
No matter how many teachers and lesson hours you add to improve the standard of English, it'll NEVER work with the mentality and mindset that most people have.
Well, what do you care? Your kids are either in international or overseas boarding schools.

Mind you, my English isn't and will never be resulted from the lousy education that I got from public school. Yes, you heard me, LOUSY.
My parents were far-sighted enough to have me sent to English Language classes at the age of 5; even when I was kicking and screaming on the floor, saying that I'll never go.
I'm glad that I went, and am forever thankful to my parents and my teacher (who is now my mentor in every sense).

I'm also glad that I finally got out of the crappy education system.
And since I am in a private institute, I am not subjected to any changes they make to higher education.
In three years, I'll be doing a twinning program elsewhere; and hopefully, remain there.
So what if you call me unpatriotic, I wouldn't care less about your opinion of me.
If I am to get married in future, I don't want my kids to be subjected to crappy education as I have.

Thus, I stand here, ashamed to say that I'm a Malaysian; with reasons of the existence of the ISA and its controversial arrests, and the near-sightedness of educationists who are robbing both the future generation and the country of its bright future.
I'd rather stay that I'm a Singaporean, since that's where I was born.
Like I said before, I couldn't care less about your opinion of me.
This is me, and this is what I think.
I'm exercising my right to freedom of speech and freedom of thought and conscience. And the last time I checked, I didn't overstep my boundaries.
If the ISA comes knocking at my door, it'll just prove my stated point above.
With that, I end my opinion.

I had more to say; but my parents told me if I have nothing nice to say, then I shouldn't say anything at all.
And believe me, this is put in the nicest and least harsh way possible.
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The writer is a college-going teen who is sick of the crappy education that she has received for the past 11 years. She is not a pol-sci, philosophy or sociology student; she just happens to have opinions of her own about the world and life. She has no intent to join the political world either.
"I've thrown away the sense of pity and guilt, but I don't want to stain my hands with blood or do anything against my principles," she claims.
She can be found wandering the bookshelves of her college library, lamenting about the small number of books that it has. She's most happy left alone to read or write.

Japan Wave

Just a short post.

This following statement is confined to those who are staying in the continent of Asia.

When someone says that they're buying imported goods, the origin of the import will always assumed to be from the West.

This is not necessarily true.

You don't need to look far; just see the logo on your computer screen, what does it say?
Mine says Samsung, which is from Korea.
Processor? BenQ from Taiwan.
The only thing that is really foreign is my keyboard and mouse, which is the Swiss Logitech.

You might be surprised that 85% of the stuff you own are Japanese or Korean brands!
Even my electric guitar is from a Japanese brand, Ibanez. Great specs, I might add.

The Japanese and Korean wave have indeed invaded our homes long before anime, manga and dramas did.
They will soon change the definition of globalization. It will no longer be defined as the spread of Western culture; it'll be Eastern instead.
First it was household items, then it's pop culture.
Soon, it will be the world.
Think about it.

Want the list of the brands?
Follow the links:
Consumer Electronics in Japan- Wikipedia
List of South Korean Companies

Boo

It seems that I'm updating my blog on a weekly basis.
Don't expect any more than that, I'm up to my head with work.
Yes, I'm still ranting and grumbling about it.

Other than me feeling all mushy inside with the newest release of 赤髪の白雪姫, and me getting best in English for the SPM subjects, nothing much has happened.
What a boring life.
Oh yeah, MS mid-terms is going to be filling in the blanks.

That's all from me this time.

I have an idea for a story...but I don't really know how to present it, nor do I know if it's going to be another half-baked one.
Oh well.